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( 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟎 ) — poolside convo about your summer last night

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i’m back again with the asks lol.. also just realised i forgot the # in the first batch whoops 😓 neways here are some unique(?) questions (idek if some of these count ngl) that i thought would be interesting to see you answer!

Q1. what story trope would you give your fav idol?

Q2. what are some songs so good they’ll leave me levitating? (gimme some kpop recs)

Q3. what media—anime/series/film—could you rant about for hours? (a chance to rant abt smth in these medias that made you happy or pissed you off honestly just go all out bro)

and a lil extra is just convince me to stan your fav group in the worst way possible (idk how to explain other than like pitch them to me in the worst way possible like through their memes or idk just smth chaotic bro 😭)

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these questions got me scratching my head and eveeything damn.....

1. hmm.... i feel like i'd love a angsty slow burn trope w a realistic ending for my fav idol... DONT GET ME WRONG I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS but it's just something about stories when they don't go as planned... it just feels more raw and personal? kind of like peaking into someone's head... most of my fav medias are like that so i guess that's where I get it from

2. OHHH THIS IS GOOD!!! time to ungatekeep some songs...

I Am You - p1h

1 of LOV - XLOV

INVITATTION - JUNNY ft. Gaeko

Mismatch - &team

Season of Tears - AXMXP

odyssey - riize

Maze in the mirror - txt

your eyes only - enha

take my hand - zb1

next mistake - bnd

3. ALL OUT??? ur playing w me little british boy. if I go all out Tumblr wouldn't let me post this damn thing 😂💯 but I go could honestly go on and on about gilmore girls and neon genesis evangelion and 500 days of summer and i take this chance to kill the misconception around some scenes in these shows... which i will later in dms or another post bc this post will actually go super long OMFG 😭💔

okay you should stan txt because they're not making trendy music. I KNOW. I KNOW. "omg tara are u saying all other k-pop groups make sounds for tiktok??? slime her !!! burn her at the stake, we have a witch amongst us !!!"

well i kinda am saying that.... but genuinely these guys are creating art out here, no one can reach their level of artistry... the commitment these guys have to their art is INSANE + after u listen to their discography, ur gonna have ur standards touch the sky 😂💯

if your part of the lgbtq+ community ( HAPPY PRIDE BTW 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 COME AS YOU AREEEEEEEE) (tbh everyone's a bit gay) u should automatically be stanning txt because I'm telling you no straight men kiss like this bro

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BACK TO ME

— ahn keonho

  bsf!keonho x f!reader

synopsis: Keonho’s been in love with you since middle school but doesn’t have the courage to confess to you. He’s left heartbroken once he finds out you have a new boyfriend. However, that new boyfriend of yours is too busy with himself to pay attention to you and Keonho isn’t very happy about it. All he wants is for you to come back to him. 

warning: angst, fluff, hurt & comfort ,reader's bf is a massive jerk, yearner!keonho, reader has an inferiority complex, confession, cheating, kissing, tension.

word count: around 2k+ ( in total )

note: hey everyone!! the poll has decided that we're getting a part two for this fic 🥳 so I decided to make a seperate page for it. Hope you guys like part 2!

taglist: (CLOSED) @seonghwaswifeuuuu @parkedsunghoon1009 @j4eyxn @enha4cortis @mwaeom

PART ONE —

In which Keonho's not to fond of your boyfriend and he's hopelessly in love with you, will he manage to make you come back to him?

around 1k+ words, angst no comfort, confession, cheating ( not by reader ) insecure reader, yeaner!keonho.

PART TWO —

In which Keonho finally confesses his love for you which results in you avoiding him. Will you both close the distance or grow colder?

around 1k+ words, fluff, slight angst, insecure reader, yearner!keonho, kissing, tension, profanity

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get 2 work 😛 @boy2kz

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i’m in love with your theme and juhoon

oh my god oh my god I LOVE UR MBS ?? WHAT THE FREAK ????

thank you so much 🥺💗 i'll assume you enjoyed the fic 😝

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okay, hehe i’m very excited so here are some rather basic questions just to get to know you better (i’m gonna send a few more so bear with me — gonna ask more distinct ones hopefully 👀)

KPOP RELATED QUESTIONS — Q1. what got you into kpop? (also what year) Q2. what comeback will you never get over?

ACC RELATED QUESTIONS — Q1. what vibe do you want your account to give off? Q2. what’s your fav post you’ve made? (tag me, i’ll reblog 🤫)

SOME PERSONAL QUESTIONS — Q1. if your personality was a concept, what would it be? Q2. what’s something people might not expect about you?

hope these are alright, i don’t send in asks often, but get round to these whenever you have time❕

well if it isnt my fav colonizer 😍 !! im gonna do my best to answer ur questions THESE R SO CREATIVE???

KPOP RELATED QUESTIONS

1. hm... i feel like it was like a progression rather than i just got into kpop, i got into it bc of nwjns and illit ! i believe illit had just debuted and like magnetic was everywhereeee + my sst teacher ( who was my fav ) is an army so she had like rm on her phone case, bt21 on her laptop... so in some way she influenced me too... but it was like a web tbh, i just kept listening to more and more kpop by the end of 2024 😭

2. i feel like i'd never ever get over zb1's melting point era... or youth in the shade bc that was like peak 5th gen kpop for me...

ACC RELATED QUESTIONS

1. good question... i feel like i have a pretty mixed vibe? i do love those super maximalist kinda themes but mostly, i want a neat or clean vibe to my acc, just nothing too cluttered.

2. back 2 me keonho fic... ouuuu theres a whole story to this acc, this fic is the one that made me write even more

PERSONAL QUESTIONS

1. if my personality was a concept??? woah there... i feel like it'd be something like existentialism? one thing about me is that i LOVE to create. one of the main reasons why i started this blog

2. i feel like people don't expect me to talk alot on first notice, I'm a reserved person irl... so I don't really talk alot besides a few selective people and all of tumblr 😭

thank you for asking 💗

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STICKY LIKE

— '𝒞ause baby, you're sticky like 𝒽oney

clingy!juhoon x f!reader

contains: fluff, fluff and fluff, did i miss out fluff? kissing, physical intimacy, cuddling, jju clingy asf.

wordcount: 400

requested by @amb4rluvs

note: first request im actually shaking yall.... ive never ever written something this tooth rotting fluffy so savour it while u can !

now playing... sticky like - riize

Promotions have kept Juhoon extremely busy. He’s been running around left and right to concerts and variety shows. The pressure of their first comeback really weighed on all five of them, fortunately it was well received. Most importantly, the promotions kept him away from you. 

So, when promotions are nearing their end, Juhoon finds an opportunity to crash at your place, hoping to recharge and find some relief. Juhoon’s too exhausted to knock on your bedroom door, he just turns the door knob and plops onto your bed, his weight on your legs. You place your laptop beside you, your hand reaching out to ruffle his hair.

“Tough week?”

“Yeah.”

You make some space for him in your bed, he practically crawls to the other side, getting underneath the blanket and resting his head on your shoulder, his hand wrapped around your arm. A small smile etches across your face witnessing his unusual behaviour. Yeah, Juhoon and you share some physical intimacy, but usually it's just hugs, soft kisses or just cuddling. This was entirely different. Juhoon is a calm person, seeing him cling to you like a koala was out of character but also undeniably endearing. 

“You wanna talk about it?”

“I guess… but for now, I just wanna be near you.”

He says, before planting a kiss on your cheek. You grab your laptop back, letting him continue his antics while drafting your essay. Suddenly, he starts peppering kisses all over your face and neck and you let him. You start laughing when he presses a kiss near your temple, you playfully push him away and he frowns. 

“What's up with you? You’re never this clingy.”

“I just wanna be close to you. You’re like my charger.”

Your heart melts at his words, he’s never been this vulnerable with you before, it’s like seeing a new side of him. You kiss the top of his head and shift closer to him, you guys are practically tangled together. You open up netflix on your laptop, grabbing a pack of gummy worms from your night stand. 

“Wanna watch Gilmore Girls with me?”

“Sure.”

You both stay entangled together while watching your favourite season. You feed him a gummy worm as he watches intently. 

“She just kissed Jess?! What about Dean?? You’re just gonna cheat on the poor guy?? She can’t get worse than this.”

“Oh, yes she can. Just watch.”

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almost 600 👀 ??

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okay I lowk cooked w this theme ouuuu my vision is executed

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AND I LOVE HER —

project serenade

juhoon x f!reader

synopsis: Juhoon’s liked you for a while now, he wants to get to know you, but unfortunately for him, you don't know him or how much he loves you. What happens when he signs up for your physics tutoring classes just to get closer to you?

contains: profanity, fluff, cortis being a bunch of teen boys, a lot of refs... , confession scene !

word count: 2k+

now playing: and i love her by the beatles

note: hihihi!!! unexpected fic drop... I had this in my drafts for awhile!! I'm not super good with writing jju but I tried my best 💔 first attempt at fluff with no angst kinda nervous... I find this a bit corny ngl but whatever we ball. I like writing angst better tbh but I hope u guys like it 💗

“You're downbad as fuck bro.”

Martin said, taking another bite of his sandwich.

“I mean, tutoring classes? You're one of the smartest in our class! I should be the one signing up for tutoring.”

Juhoon sighed as he looked at Martin, holding his forehead in his hand.

“See, I’d get a chance to talk to yn and get some extra help..”

“I totally agree with you, jju. It's like hitting two birds with one stone!” Keonho said.

“Keonho, stop feeding his delusions. He needs mental help.” said Seonghyeon, rolling his eyes at him.

“You're doing all this for a girl who doesn't know you exist by the way.” He continued. 

“You guys are useless.” replied Juhoon. He grabs his backpack off the seat next to him, slinging it on his shoulder before walking away. 

“Yah! Juhoon! I affirmed your delusions! How could you leave me like this?!” Keonho shouted dramatically across the cafeteria, clutching his pearls.

“Dude, you're so embarassing… you’re never getting any huzz.” said Martin, throwing a fry at him.

“Shut up! Atleast I don't order kebabs without asking for anyone’s input. I’m dramatic, not inconsiderate.” replied Keonho, picking up the fry before popping it into his mouth.

“Bro, do you really have to start this again?” sighed Seonghyeon.

Juhoon inspects the paper strip with your number in his hand. He had pulled it off the flyer on the notice board. 

He’s had a crush on you since the start of the year when he saw you in his physics class, effortlessly answering all the questions and solving integral calculus problems like it's a cakewalk. He wanted to talk to you but there’s a problem. Whenever he tries to approach you, something or the other happens. For instance, you were sitting alone in the cafeteria, reading a book when he approached you. He enquired about the book and you both started talking, everything was going well, your conversation was flowing smoothly, he was cracking jokes until Martin decided to third wheel you both because he saw the Alice in Chains sticker on the back of your phone case and started geeking. Way to help a guy out, Martin.

Juhoon enters your number into his contacts, taking a deep breath before typing out a simple “hello”. Wait- that sounds a bit too formal. He deletes it quickly and types out “yo, it's juhoon from physics” and deletes as fast as he typed it. 

After 5 failed attempts of trying to sound somewhat cool and nonchalant, he just sends you a simple “hey”. He enquired about your tutoring classes and you both agreed to meet at a fixed time.

You’re waiting for Juhoon at the library, you made sure to come here a few minutes early to pick out a nice table in the corner, next to a window. Two coffees sit next to your pencil case as you go through the material. After a couple of minutes, you move your attention towards the door and see Juhoon walking in. You give him a small wave, calling him towards your table. He waves back, walking towards you, he pulls out a chair to sit down, taking out his books and stationary from his bag, setting it down on the table. 

“Hey, I got you some coffee, we’re gonna be here for a while. Well… I hope you drink coffee, if you don't next time I'll get you some tea instead-”

“No, it's fine, y/n, I like coffee.” He grabs the cup next to yours, taking a sip before setting it down. 

“Really? Thank god… I was debating if I should get you something or not because I was gonna get coffee anyways but it seemed a bit rude to not get you something too- Sorry… I'm just a bit nervous. I teach really well though, I swear!”

“It's alright. You're good.”

“Anyways… let's begin. Here's a test for you, I prepared it myself. It only has 15 questions, ranging from basic to advanced. Don't worry too much about it, it's just to see your level of understanding so I know how to proceed further. You have 25 minutes.” 

Juhoon stares at the test paper before him, the questions are mostly moderate, nothing too hard for him. He could solve it easily but…. He's just gonna mess up a bit on purpose to make some space for him in your routine.

After finishing the test, he hands you the paper. You go through his answers before slipping the paper between your notebook. 

“Looks like you did alright, I'll correct it later today. In our next class, I'll tell you how we're going to start. Trust me, by next month, I'll have you solving integral problems in your sleep!.” 

“Thanks for your help. I think we're going to have a lot of lessons in the future.”

“No problem!”

It's been 2 months since you have been tutoring Juhoon. He’s insanely good now. He picks things up really quickly, he was easily able to recall the formulas by your third lesson with him. You think he doesn't need your help anymore, hell, he's probably even better than you now. ( not like he was already good before, right? )

You’ve also started to develop a crush on him. Losing track of your words when he looks up at you, knees brushing under the table, the lingering glances… it all makes your heart race and butterflies flutter in your stomach. You recall the time when you were at a cafe in one of your sessions. You both were revising dimensional analysis and suddenly, he leaned in closer, pointing at a question he didn't understand and all you could think about was how he smelled like dior sauvage and coffee. You were lovesick and Juhoon couldn't be more unaware about your feelings. 

“We can't play Wonderwall, Keonho! It's a bit too cliche. Anyone with basic guitar knowledge can play Wonderwall. We gotta do something big. Something harder. Something Iconic!” Martin said as he leaned back on his chair, headphones hanging around his neck.

“Ugh, you just don't know ball!” replied Keonho.

“Actually, I kinda agree with him on this one.” said Seonghyeon.

The boys have been on the edge ever since they got this gig to perform at this house party. They have a set of songs ready but aren’t able to decide the final song to close. With the party only in a week, they’re in a serious time crunch. Suddenly, it's like a bulb lights up next to Seonghyeon’s head, he gets up from his seat, grabs a paper and pen and writes in big blocky letters: “PROJECT SERENADE”

“Okay… hear me out. What if for our last song… we make juhoon serenade yn? It’s gonna create some huge buzz and he’ll bag yn!”

“Wait… That’s kinda genius.” replied Martin.

“Dude! I don't think she likes me. I can’t publicly confess to her!” said Juhoon.

“Oh, trust me, she likes you. Iroha said so,” said Martin.

“C’mon! Do it for at least for the band! Even if she does end up rejecting you, imagine what an amazing story we’ll have to narrate at interviews once we’re famous.” said Keonho.

“You- You know what? Fine. Let’s do this. I know you’re gonna annoy me about this till the gig anyway,  might as well do it now.” sighed Juhoon.

“Okay… What song should we play?” asked Martin. 

“Hey, Why not ask James? I know he's at University, but I'm sure he could help us pick a song.” suggested Juhoon.

“Yeah! We should call him right now.” replied Martin.

He pulls out his phone, scrolling through his contacts before clicking on James’s number. The call goes through, his voice clear on the other end.

“Hey Martin, wassup?”

“Hey, so we need you to tell us a good love song to perform to serenade Juhoon’s crush.”

“JUHOON HAS A CRUSH??????” shouted James from the other end.

“Oh… we forgot to tell you ever since you went to uni… whoops.” replied Keonho.

“I see how it is… Y'all only remember me when you need something for me. I'm being used and cast aside...” James said dramatically.

“Just tell us a song, unc,” said Keonho.

“Ouch.. Fine, whatever. What about… ‘Friday, I'm in love’ by The Cure?”

“Okay… What else have you got?”

“Buddy Holly by Weezer?”

“No.”

“But it’s-”

 “NO.”

“She looks so perfect by 5SOS?”

“It's not 2014.” 

“To the Moon & Back by Savage Garden?”

“It’s nice but it's not … Juhoon.”

“You guys are picky af, bro… Fine, how about ‘And I Love Her’ by The Beatles?”

“That’s… That’s perfect.” said Juhoon.

“WE DID IT GUYS!! JUHOONS GONNA GET HIS GIRL!!” shouted Martin, slinging an arm around Juhoon’s shoulder.

“Our future fans would love this… This won’t top the kebab incident though..” 

“I ordered kebabs once. ONCE FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!”

Soon enough, the day of the party rolled around. The guys were on the makeshift stage in the backyard, tuning their instruments.

“Dude, I'm so nervous…” said Martin.

“We’re gonna be fine. We rehearsed like crazy.” replied Seonghyeon.

“The one who should be nervous is Juhoon, it's his big night! You're gonna bag that bro.” said Keonho, patting Juhoon’s back.

“Yeah, we'll be fine guys,” said Juhoon.

The party had an insane turn out, at least half the school was in Jeong Woojin’s house tonight. Martin had pulled a few strings ( bribed Iroha ) to drag you to this party. It didnt take alot of time to convince you since you were alreading planning your outfit at the mention of Juhoon’s name. You and Iroha had found a place in the front that was close to the stage. While you waited for the band to perform, Iroha started cooking up crazy scenarios in her head. You should’ve never watched those romcoms together…

“Imagine if he performs a song to declare his undying love for you in front of the whole school….”

“Yeah sure, Iroha. And I'm going to read him a poem in front of the English class titled ‘10 things I hate about you’.” 

“He doesn't really strike me as a Heath Ledger type of guy though.”

“Dude… you need to stop watching so many romcoms.” 

“What? I'm just stating the obvious. He's more of a Joseph Gorden Levitt in ‘10 things about you’ than Heath Ledger. Besides, you love him! Both Joseph and Juhoon.”

“Shhh….the show’s about to start..” 

“Wow. You only care about the show because Juhoon’s playing.”

Soon enough, you hear the familiar “woo-hoo!” of Song 2 by blur. You wonder how they managed to convince Keonho to play a blur song.

The songs they chose to perform were a huge success. The crowd was cheering, dancing and singing along with them. They even performed an original song called  “What You Want”. Their performance was electrifying! As it reached the end of their set, Martin took the mic from the stand, stepping closer towards the crowd.

“We had so much fun performing for you all tonight. Now, we’re gonna close with a special song for a special someone.” He said before urging Juhoon towards the mic.

“This song is called ‘And I love her’ by The Beatles…. y/n l/n… this song is for you.” 

You stand there in the crowd, eyes widened in shock. Everyone looks at you and whispers to themselves. Before you could even process the entire situation, the intro of the song had already started. The music flowed in from your ears straight to your heart. You looked up at Juhoon on stage, you admired the way his hair looked a bit messy, some strands stuck to his forehead, the way he held the mic like he was using it to ground himself. His voice sounded so sweet, so full of love and admiration for you. His eyes locked with yours as he sang to you. 

“A love like ours

Could never die

As long as I

Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine

Dark is the sky

I know this love of mine

Will never die

And I love her”

When the song came to an end, the crowd erupted in praises and applause. Juhoon set his guitar down, rushing down the stage towards you. He stands in front of you, pulling out a crinkled rose from his pocket, holding it towards you as the crowd watches you both in anticipation.

“Y/n…. I’ve liked you for months now. I even signed up for your classes because I wanted to get to know you. Now that I know you, this love of mine won't die so easily. I like you, y/n. Will you go out with me?”

Tears welled in your eyes as you stood in awe at his confession. You look at him, his eyes searching yours for an answer. You take the crinkled rose from his hand, stepping forward to capture him in your embrace. 

“I.. I like you too, Juhoon. We can definitely go out.”

The crowd bursts into cheers, people clapping seeing the scene unfold in front of them. Iroha has her hand clasped over her mouth, Keonho’s jaw is on the floor, Seonghyeon’s in shock, and James is on the verge of crying on video call. 

“THATS MY BOYYY!! JUHOON YOU BAGGED THAT!!!!!” screams Martin across the stage.

Meanwhile in a corner somewhere….

“Dude, pay upppp!” said Louis.

“How the hell did I lose a bet against YOU… you're like 5 minutes old.” scoffed Woojin.

“I'm 16. Anyways, buy me robux. I told you he’d pull.” 

“Whatever man...."

Louis nudges him in the shoulder, humming the tune of the song that played earlier.

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happy first 500 notes 😭💕

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hey everyone! tara here, in honour of hitting 100 followers, i'm doing a mini qna event! the details are listed below, and thank u so much again for loving my work, im super grateful for all of you 💕

HOW TO PATRICIPATE?

send in an ask to this blog with the tag #100 ! ( yes you can participate on anon )

YOUR ASK WILL BE DELETED IF....

it's anything against a community, group, person, minority, etc.

anything related to politics

anything asking for personal/sensitive information

nsfw ask

social media discourse

negativity directed towards anyone/ hate/ passive aggressive ask

any kind of negativity will not be tolerated !

ACCEPTABLE TOPICS FOR ASKS....

kpop groups or soloists

music

writing ( highly encouraged ! )

anime

movies/series

and many more!

example: "do you like xyz group?" , "how did you began writing" , "who are your top artists?" , "do you have any hobbies besides writing?", etc.

for any queries, please comment down below ! happy 100 🥳 the event is open till june 20th !

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hey everyone!! i just wanted to come on and say im so happy to announce that we hit 100 followers !! ( a few days ago too.. ahem... )

im so grateful for each one of you, when i first started writing, i didn't really expect much, i just wrote whatever i felt was nice but seeing everyone commenting, liking and reblogging my posts made me melt like omg... people read and like my work??? 😭💕 im defo going to keep writing !! there are going to be a few tweaks around the blog + i will be making a mlist soon!! stay tuned 😝

also for hitting 100 followers, ive decided to do a little qna, lmk if u guys dig that !! i'll be making a post on it soon when im not super busy 😭

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So I'm thinking extremely clingy juhoon who is lowk downbad obsessed with reader🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀

hihihi!!! your wish is my command! i actually don't take requests for writing but i just got so excited seeing ur ask i had to cook smth 😭!!

it's here, hope u like it 💕

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STICKY LIKE

— '𝒞ause baby, you're sticky like 𝒽oney

clingy!juhoon x f!reader

contains: fluff, fluff and fluff, did i miss out fluff? kissing, physical intimacy, cuddling, jju clingy asf.

wordcount: 400

requested by @amb4rluvs

note: first request im actually shaking yall.... ive never ever written something this tooth rotting fluffy so savour it while u can !

now playing... sticky like - riize

Promotions have kept Juhoon extremely busy. He’s been running around left and right to concerts and variety shows. The pressure of their first comeback really weighed on all five of them, fortunately it was well received. Most importantly, the promotions kept him away from you. 

So, when promotions are nearing their end, Juhoon finds an opportunity to crash at your place, hoping to recharge and find some relief. Juhoon’s too exhausted to knock on your bedroom door, he just turns the door knob and plops onto your bed, his weight on your legs. You place your laptop beside you, your hand reaching out to ruffle his hair.

“Tough week?”

“Yeah.”

You make some space for him in your bed, he practically crawls to the other side, getting underneath the blanket and resting his head on your shoulder, his hand wrapped around your arm. A small smile etches across your face witnessing his unusual behaviour. Yeah, Juhoon and you share some physical intimacy, but usually it's just hugs, soft kisses or just cuddling. This was entirely different. Juhoon is a calm person, seeing him cling to you like a koala was out of character but also undeniably endearing. 

“You wanna talk about it?”

“I guess… but for now, I just wanna be near you.”

He says, before planting a kiss on your cheek. You grab your laptop back, letting him continue his antics while drafting your essay. Suddenly, he starts peppering kisses all over your face and neck and you let him. You start laughing when he presses a kiss near your temple, you playfully push him away and he frowns. 

“What's up with you? You’re never this clingy.”

“I just wanna be close to you. You’re like my charger.”

Your heart melts at his words, he’s never been this vulnerable with you before, it’s like seeing a new side of him. You kiss the top of his head and shift closer to him, you guys are practically tangled together. You open up netflix on your laptop, grabbing a pack of gummy worms from your night stand. 

“Wanna watch Gilmore Girls with me?”

“Sure.”

You both stay entangled together while watching your favourite season. You feed him a gummy worm as he watches intently. 

“She just kissed Jess?! What about Dean?? You’re just gonna cheat on the poor guy?? She can’t get worse than this.”

“Oh, yes she can. Just watch.”

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500 DAYS OF YOU

james x f!reader

synopsis: James revisits the time he thought he had found the love of his life— you. He'd loved you so much, given you all his time but unfortunately, you still left him anyway. Why'd you fear commitment so much? Or did you just fear to committing to him?

contains: angst, somewhat comfort? profanity, drinking, mention of sex but there is no smut, kissing, reader is kind of emotionally unavailable, miscommunication. reader's parents are divorced, story is set in the 2000's!

wordcount: 3k+

note: shes back with angst!! everyone cheer, first of all, i can't believe how quick the juhoon fic grew omfg... im so grateful for all of you!! this fic is heavily inspired by 500 days of summer, its my fav movie ever so i had to write one! thank you for all the love, hope u like this one 💕

now playing... there is light that never goes out - the smiths ⸝⸝ heaven knows i'm miserable now - the smiths ⸝⸝ just like heaven - the cure ⸝⸝ please, please, please let me get what i want - the smiths ⸝⸝ lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

James is an ordinary boy working as a writer for a greeting card company. He grew up listening to sad British pop music like The Smiths. Especially The Smiths. He's not very experienced in the department for love, hates his job and gave up in his dream of dancing. Guess that's what being an adult is like, huh?

You're an ordinary girl who just moved here after her graduation. You work as a secretary at said greeting card company. Your parents are divorced. Seeing them fight and bicker all the time as a child made you despise relationships, heck, the idea of marriage made your stomach churn. You don't fear commitment, commitment fears you. 

But, this is not a boy meets girl story. 

DAY (1)

It was love at first sight when he saw you step into the meeting room, reminding your boss of his schedule later. He admired the way your hair framed your face, tied in a messy bun. You looked ethereal, he couldn't have imagined a girl as beautiful as you in his dreams. He was star struck. He was quickly pulled back to reality at the sound of his boss’s voice.

“Everyone, this is my new secretary. Go on, introduce yourself.”

“Hello everyone, I'm y/n. Nice to meet you all.” 

Your voice was soft, if he could, he'd tape it and play it on loop like it's his favourite song in the entire world. He was so infatuated by you. Unfortunately for him, he has very limited experience in the dating field. How should he approach you?

DAY (290) 

“Oh my god, Sangwon! You're here! He's been throwing dishes and moping since forever.” said Martin.

Sangwon spots him in the corner of the kitchen, a dish in his hand before he smashes it on the floor. He rushed towards him, snatching it from his hand.

“Dude! What the fuck? Why are you smashing plates? Are you alright? Come, sit down.”

He guides him to the couch, cracks open a beer, passing it to him. James takes the beer from his hand, gulping it down in one go. 

“She… She left me, hyung. It's over…”

“Woah, woah… slow down, who? y/n?” 

“She broke up with me… Everything was going so well. Why did she leave me like this?” 

DAY (4)

James steps into the elevator, the faint sound of “There is a Light That Never Goes Out” by The Smiths leaks out of his headphones. Suddenly, you step into the elevator, standing beside him as you wait for it to reach your floor. 

“The Smiths?”

He looks in your direction, mouthing a small “hi”. 

“I love The Smiths”

He takes off his headphones, slipping them around his neck.

“What?” 

“I said I love The Smiths.” 

“Wh- What- You like The Smiths?”

“I love ‘em.” 

The song from his headphones is still faintly playing in the background. 

“To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” 

You step out of the elevator as the doors open, leaving him flustered and astonished.

“Holy sh-”

DAY (8) 

There's a party in the office today. Everyone's scattered around the room, drinking cheap soda and cocktails. James sees you alone in a corner, drink in your hand. He sees the opportunity and strikes right at it. He walks over to you, almost bumping into a few people but he makes it through the crowd.

“Hey.”

“Hey. You're The Smiths guy.”

“Yeah… I'm James. James Chao.”

“I'm y/n.” 

“Sooo…. y/n. How's it going? Do you like the job?” 

“It's alright. I've always wanted something of my own. I moved here a few months ago, rented an apartment and got my first job. It’s so exciting to be on your own!” 

“Right. I think this is your dream job then?”

“No… I just want to make enough money to travel and support myself. What about you?” 

“Well… I wanted to be a choreographer. Unfortunately, that stuff didn't work out.”

“Well… if that was your dream, I think you should reconsider this job. I think you’d make a pretty solid dancer.” 

“You think so?”

“Yeah.” 

After talking to you at the party, inspiration struck him, he went straight home, looking for songs to choreograph. But, unfortunately for him, that spark was short-lived. He went back to his monotonous routine the next day.

“Guys, I'm officially in love with y/n.”  announced James.

“Dude… what?” said Martin, popping a fry into his mouth.

“You're joking.” said Juhoon.

“You don't understand… I love her! I love the way her hair frames her face,I love her knees,I love the way she says my name, her lips look so plump and glossy, she always has that cherry chapstick on, she smells like vanilla and coffee…” James goes on and on, listing all the things he loves about you. 

“Bro, just because some cute girl likes the same geek shit as you doesn't make her your soulmate.” replied Martin.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” asks James

DAY (27)

“Hey, James, are you going to the karaoke party tonight? the whole office is going.” asked Riki.

“Nah, karaoke and parties aren't really my thing. I'm staying in today.”

“Dude… the whole office is going.” 

“So?”

“The whole office is going.”

“Ohhhhh…..”

The karaoke bar was buzzing with people. People laughing together over trivial things, drinking till they're out of their mind and singing like they've gone through 5 divorces. 5 drunk divorces. 

James takes a sip of his beer before approaching you, he walks in your direction, a smirk on his face.

“Enjoying the show?” 

“Oh. Yeah. I'm singing next.”

“What are you gonna sing?”

“You'll know soon enough. Anyways, you singing anything?”

“Nah, you'd have to get at least 6 beers in me to make me sing.” 

Long story short, James ended up singing the most, he had to physically be removed from stage. It seemed like he had drunk his own body weight. While you, James and Riki walk towards a cab, well, try to walk towards a cab because Riki got so wasted that he couldn't even walk properly as he held onto James’s coat. The cab arrives and he helps Riki inside. 

“Y’know…. y/n… he likes you? He’s likeeeeee madly in loveeee!! All he does it talk about you-”

“Shut up! Shut up! You’re just drunk.” James said as he shoved Riki. 

“But-”

“Goodnight, Riki!” he said, slamming the car door on his face before the cab drove off. 

“So… whatever Riki said… is that true?”

“What? Y’know he always gets wasted and says stupid shit like that. Don’t mind him.”

“Is it true?”

“What… What do you mean by that-”

“James, do you like me?”

“Well… yeah. I do.” 

“I do too.”

“Then that’s settled- WAIT YOU LIKE ME?”

“Yeah, I do.”

Suddenly, out of nowhere., you grab James’s collar, pull him down to your level and kiss him. His eyes widen in shock, barely having any time to process before you let go. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. He’s left dumbfounded before you turn around to walk away. 

“Wait! y/n! l-let me walk you home at least!”

DAY (45)

James and you have been going steady for awhile now. You guys often hang around the record store, go to the movies, and walk around LA. Things have been going well. You both act like a couple, you talk on your cellphones, share stolen kisses in the copier room, all silly things new couples do. Your favourite moments with him were the ones where it felt like it was just you two in the entire world, as if everyone else just disappeared. This was one of those moments.

“James, can I open my eyes now?”  

“Yeah.” 

When you open your eyes, you see the familiar decor of his apartment. Confusion etches across your face. 

“Why are we at your place? Weren’t you going to show me something special?”

“I’m showing you a part of me.”

James grabs a boombox from the corner, brings it over and sets it on the floor. He turns the switch on, the sound of the music flowing throughout his apartment. The way he dances to the rhythm is hypnotising, he’s so precise and graceful with his moves as if his body was made to move to the groove of the song. Suddenly, he grabs your hand and pulls you to dance with him.  

“James! I can't dance!”

“Don’t worry, enjoy yourself, I’ll guide you.”

You both dance together- well you at least try. You’re trying to keep up with him but he’s just so good. He tries his best to go at your pace and guide you through it. You almost end up slipping but fortunately, he catches you just in time, your combined laughter filling the room.

As you both lie on the floor, staring up at his ceiling, you turn your head to look at him. 

“James?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t wanna lead you on. I think you’re a great guy but… I’m not looking for anything serious right now. Can we keep it casual?”

Your words fly over James’s head. All he wants is to be with you so he agrees. 

“Yeah… uhm yeah, that’s cool with me.”

DAY (290)

After a couple of weeks go by, James thinks you guys are doing fantastic. He’s hopelessly in love with you and believes you both are a couple. While you, on the other hand, are getting bored of this relationship. It’s so mundane. Go to record stores, talk on the phone, see each other at work, walk around LA, have sex… it’s getting boring. You think it's time to move on now.  

You’re currently sitting at a diner, the smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafting in the air, servers walk around with precision, carrying almost a mountain of plates, the bell rings whenever a customer walks through the door. You think about when you and James went to a bar a few weeks ago and he got into a fight with one of the guys there. It was awful, he got sucker punched in the face and after that night, you were pissed. When you left the bar, he started asking you questions like, “What are we?” “We’re a couple right?” and all you said was “We’re friends, James.” . It was just too much work for you, you couldn’t commit to him if things were going to be like this, you did promise to keep it casual, right?

While you’re lost in your own thoughts, all James can think about is the next morning after the bar fight, where you both lay in your bed, it was the first time where you showed him your humble abode after… well doing what you guys were doing after a few weeks. He remembers how you both made up after that, you attended to him after the fight. The room smelt a bit like antiseptic mixed with the scent of vanilla candles, the sunlight filtered out by the curtains, you both tangled in the same blanket. You tell him about your dreams and how your parents got divorced and how it affected your life. He recalls what you said word by word at that exact moment.

“These are stories one has to earn… I’ve never told this to anyone before.”  

“I guess I'm not just anyone, huh?”

How amusing is that you’re both thinking about the same thing but extremely different parts of it? When you’re with James, it doesn't feel… easy. He’s constantly stressed about your label. While James thought you were his soulmate after that bar fight. He genuinely thought you’re the one for him. Unfortunately, his dreams were about to be shattered in… a good minute. Your voice cuts through his daydreams and he straightens up. 

“Hey, James, let’s not do this anymore.”

“What? Do what? Do you not wanna eat here?” 

“No, I mean us. Whatever we’re doing right now, let’s end it.”

“y/n, are you breaking up with me?!”

“I’m not breaking up with you. We were never a couple, we can't break up.”

“Hey! I get a say in this too! We are a couple!”

“I told you I didn't want anything serious!” You grab your purse from the table and sling it around your shoulder before standing up to leave. 

“Goodbye, James.” You say, before walking towards the door and disappearing in the street outside. 

Fast forward to now, Sangwon is still trying to comfort a drunk James. 

“Dude, she wanted to keep it casual… aside from that, did she ever cheat on you? Did she take advantage of you?”

“No…” 

“James…” 

“Don’t even.” 

DAY (322) 

James hates you. He hates the way you say his name, he hates your outdated haircut, he hates your knobby knees, he hates your chapped lips, he hates how you smell like a hippy candle shop, he hates everything about you. He can’t stand the thought of you. He’s been depressed ever since that. He hates his job even more now. He’s always moping around the office. His boss noticed his unusual behaviour and called him in.

“James… What’s going on with you? You seem sad and all you do is sulk.”

“It’s just that… My girlfriend broke up with me.”

“Oh. Oh… That must be tough, man. Here, I’ll assign you to the funeral  cards so you can put your emotions to good use. Good idea, huh? People mourn their loved ones through your cards while you mourn your dead love by writing them, haha.”

James sighs at his boss’s joke. It does not land. It crashes straight into his chest.

“Very. Funny. Haha.”

DAY (402) 

James is on his way to a coworker’s wedding. After your “break up”, all he got was an awkward email from you, nothing else. He’s boarding the train, bags in his hand until he sees a glimpse of you on the other side. He could recognise your presence in a sea of people easily. He quickly pushes past people, scrambling to his seat before he sets his bags down and makes his way to you. He enters the other carriage and spots you sitting near a window, he runs his hands through his hair before walking up to you. 

“y/n…?”

“James? Oh my god, how have you been? Come sit, sit!”

He settles down before you, his hands on the table.

“Ive been good. Alright, even. What about you, what’s up with you?”

“Ah, nothing much. Got a new apartment elsewhere, new job… way better than my last one. So, where are you headed?”

“Ah, to a coworker’s wedding.”

“You still work there?”

“Yeah.”

Conversation flows easily. You both recall the good times you had together, laughing over something stupid. James thinks, this time the timing is right. It doesn’t take long for him to return to his school-boy mentality. I mean, your chemistry is much more friendly and easy-going than before, right? You even invite him to a party at your new apartment. He’s over the moon! He has time to make things right with you again. He can't miss out on this golden opportunity! Nothing is in his way now.

DAY (408)

James put together one of his best outfits today. He even spritzed some cologne. He was so confident about getting you back! He walks towards your apartment door, flowers in hand and rings your doorbell. You open the door, a glass in hand and you welcome him inside. 

“Oh, James! You didn't have to.”

“Well… I had to get you something, would be rude not to.” 

James looks around the room, it's filled with faces he doesn’t know. He sees a guy approach you both, he comes and stands next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer. James’s jaw tightens.

“Ah, right! I wanted it to be a surprise for you… James, meet Youngjae, my boyfriend- well now, fiance! We got engaged a couple of days back!”

Horror washes over him. All the confidence he had walking here is gone. Just like your relationship. 

“Oh…. That’s great. I’m so happy for you y/n.” 

DAY (442) 

James quit his job at the greeting card company and followed his true passion— dance. He did quite have an episode when he heard about your engagement, there were times he couldn't get out of bed and brushed his teeth with a bottle of Jack Daniel's. Now, he’s doing much better. He’s started choreographing more songs, applied to a couple of jobs to hold him by and even auditioned for a few companies. 

Even then, he’s not completely over you. I mean, how could he be? Not even after like 3 months after your breakup, you’re suddenly engaged to this guy who you probably didn't even know more than him! He’s still mad at you. He never got the closure he wanted.

DAY (488)

James is coming back from one of his auditions today. He decided to take a walk through the park before going home. The park where you both used to frequent. He looks around him, families on picnics, kids chasing each other, couples sharing stolen kisses behind trees, among all this chaos, he finds the park bench you both used to sit on and just…  take up each other's space, he recalls how comfortable that felt. Amidst the crowd, he spots you once again, sitting on that same bench. He approaches you, taking a seat next to you.

“So… how’s life been treating you?”

“Good. Good. What about you?”

“Fine… hey y/n… do you still think about us?” 

“No. I don’t.”

“I… Well… I’m surprised.”

“Why?”

“‘Cause you never wanted to be anyone’s girlfriend and suddenly now you’re someone’s wife.”  

“Surprised me too, yeah.”

“How did it happen?”

“It  just... It happened.”

“Okay, but how? I mean, I don’t get it.” 

“I just woke up one day and I knew.”

“Knew what?” 

“Something that I wasn’t sure about when I was with you.” 

DAY (500) 

James stirs awake, fist fighting with his alarm cock first thing in the morning. After he finally shuts the damn thing off, he pours himself some coffee, he moves towards the front door, picks up his mail and sorts through it. While sorting through a mountain of bills and postcards from his relatives, he spots one labelled from an agency. He quickly rips open the envelope, before reading: 

“Dear James Chao, 

We are delighted to inform you that you have been selected as choreographer for our upcoming trainee group…"

Told you it wasn't a boy meets girl story.

[yuahnfen]

500 DAYS OF YOU

james x f!reader

synopsis: James revisits the time he thought he had found the love of his life— you. He'd loved you so much, given you all his time but unfortunately, you still left him anyway. Why'd you fear commitment so much? Or did you just fear to committing to him?

contains: angst, somewhat comfort? profanity, drinking, mention of sex but there is no smut, kissing, reader is kind of emotionally unavailable, miscommunication. reader's parents are divorced, story is set in the 2000's!

wordcount: 3k+

note: shes back with angst!! everyone cheer, first of all, i can't believe how quick the juhoon fic grew omfg... im so grateful for all of you!! this fic is heavily inspired by 500 days of summer, its my fav movie ever so i had to write one! thank you for all the love, hope u like this one 💕

now playing... there is light that never goes out - the smiths ⸝⸝ heaven knows i'm miserable now - the smiths ⸝⸝ just like heaven - the cure ⸝⸝ please, please, please let me get what i want - the smiths ⸝⸝ lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

James is an ordinary boy working as a writer for a greeting card company. He grew up listening to sad British pop music like The Smiths. Especially The Smiths. He's not very experienced in the department for love, hates his job and gave up in his dream of dancing. Guess that's what being an adult is like, huh?

You're an ordinary girl who just moved here after her graduation. You work as a secretary at said greeting card company. Your parents are divorced. Seeing them fight and bicker all the time as a child made you despise relationships, heck, the idea of marriage made your stomach churn. You don't fear commitment, commitment fears you. 

But, this is not a boy meets girl story. 

DAY (1)

It was love at first sight when he saw you step into the meeting room, reminding your boss of his schedule later. He admired the way your hair framed your face, tied in a messy bun. You looked ethereal, he couldn't have imagined a girl as beautiful as you in his dreams. He was star struck. He was quickly pulled back to reality at the sound of his boss’s voice.

“Everyone, this is my new secretary. Go on, introduce yourself.”

“Hello everyone, I'm y/n. Nice to meet you all.” 

Your voice was soft, if he could, he'd tape it and play it on loop like it's his favourite song in the entire world. He was so infatuated by you. Unfortunately for him, he has very limited experience in the dating field. How should he approach you?

DAY (290) 

“Oh my god, Sangwon! You're here! He's been throwing dishes and moping since forever.” said Martin.

Sangwon spots him in the corner of the kitchen, a dish in his hand before he smashes it on the floor. He rushed towards him, snatching it from his hand.

“Dude! What the fuck? Why are you smashing plates? Are you alright? Come, sit down.”

He guides him to the couch, cracks open a beer, passing it to him. James takes the beer from his hand, gulping it down in one go. 

“She… She left me, hyung. It's over…”

“Woah, woah… slow down, who? y/n?” 

“She broke up with me… Everything was going so well. Why did she leave me like this?” 

DAY (4)

James steps into the elevator, the faint sound of “There is a Light That Never Goes Out” by The Smiths leaks out of his headphones. Suddenly, you step into the elevator, standing beside him as you wait for it to reach your floor. 

“The Smiths?”

He looks in your direction, mouthing a small “hi”. 

“I love The Smiths”

He takes off his headphones, slipping them around his neck.

“What?” 

“I said I love The Smiths.” 

“Wh- What- You like The Smiths?”

“I love ‘em.” 

The song from his headphones is still faintly playing in the background. 

“To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” 

You step out of the elevator as the doors open, leaving him flustered and astonished.

“Holy sh-”

DAY (8) 

There's a party in the office today. Everyone's scattered around the room, drinking cheap soda and cocktails. James sees you alone in a corner, drink in your hand. He sees the opportunity and strikes right at it. He walks over to you, almost bumping into a few people but he makes it through the crowd.

“Hey.”

“Hey. You're The Smiths guy.”

“Yeah… I'm James. James Chao.”

“I'm y/n.” 

“Sooo…. y/n. How's it going? Do you like the job?” 

“It's alright. I've always wanted something of my own. I moved here a few months ago, rented an apartment and got my first job. It’s so exciting to be on your own!” 

“Right. I think this is your dream job then?”

“No… I just want to make enough money to travel and support myself. What about you?” 

“Well… I wanted to be a choreographer. Unfortunately, that stuff didn't work out.”

“Well… if that was your dream, I think you should reconsider this job. I think you’d make a pretty solid dancer.” 

“You think so?”

“Yeah.” 

After talking to you at the party, inspiration struck him, he went straight home, looking for songs to choreograph. But, unfortunately for him, that spark was short-lived. He went back to his monotonous routine the next day.

“Guys, I'm officially in love with y/n.”  announced James.

“Dude… what?” said Martin, popping a fry into his mouth.

“You're joking.” said Juhoon.

“You don't understand… I love her! I love the way her hair frames her face,I love her knees,I love the way she says my name, her lips look so plump and glossy, she always has that cherry chapstick on, she smells like vanilla and coffee…” James goes on and on, listing all the things he loves about you. 

“Bro, just because some cute girl likes the same geek shit as you doesn't make her your soulmate.” replied Martin.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” asks James

DAY (27)

“Hey, James, are you going to the karaoke party tonight? the whole office is going.” asked Riki.

“Nah, karaoke and parties aren't really my thing. I'm staying in today.”

“Dude… the whole office is going.” 

“So?”

“The whole office is going.”

“Ohhhhh…..”

The karaoke bar was buzzing with people. People laughing together over trivial things, drinking till they're out of their mind and singing like they've gone through 5 divorces. 5 drunk divorces. 

James takes a sip of his beer before approaching you, he walks in your direction, a smirk on his face.

“Enjoying the show?” 

“Oh. Yeah. I'm singing next.”

“What are you gonna sing?”

“You'll know soon enough. Anyways, you singing anything?”

“Nah, you'd have to get at least 6 beers in me to make me sing.” 

Long story short, James ended up singing the most, he had to physically be removed from stage. It seemed like he had drunk his own body weight. While you, James and Riki walk towards a cab, well, try to walk towards a cab because Riki got so wasted that he couldn't even walk properly as he held onto James’s coat. The cab arrives and he helps Riki inside. 

“Y’know…. y/n… he likes you? He’s likeeeeee madly in loveeee!! All he does it talk about you-”

“Shut up! Shut up! You’re just drunk.” James said as he shoved Riki. 

“But-”

“Goodnight, Riki!” he said, slamming the car door on his face before the cab drove off. 

“So… whatever Riki said… is that true?”

“What? Y’know he always gets wasted and says stupid shit like that. Don’t mind him.”

“Is it true?”

“What… What do you mean by that-”

“James, do you like me?”

“Well… yeah. I do.” 

“I do too.”

“Then that’s settled- WAIT YOU LIKE ME?”

“Yeah, I do.”

Suddenly, out of nowhere., you grab James’s collar, pull him down to your level and kiss him. His eyes widen in shock, barely having any time to process before you let go. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. He’s left dumbfounded before you turn around to walk away. 

“Wait! y/n! l-let me walk you home at least!”

DAY (45)

James and you have been going steady for awhile now. You guys often hang around the record store, go to the movies, and walk around LA. Things have been going well. You both act like a couple, you talk on your cellphones, share stolen kisses in the copier room, all silly things new couples do. Your favourite moments with him were the ones where it felt like it was just you two in the entire world, as if everyone else just disappeared. This was one of those moments.

“James, can I open my eyes now?”  

“Yeah.” 

When you open your eyes, you see the familiar decor of his apartment. Confusion etches across your face. 

“Why are we at your place? Weren’t you going to show me something special?”

“I’m showing you a part of me.”

James grabs a boombox from the corner, brings it over and sets it on the floor. He turns the switch on, the sound of the music flowing throughout his apartment. The way he dances to the rhythm is hypnotising, he’s so precise and graceful with his moves as if his body was made to move to the groove of the song. Suddenly, he grabs your hand and pulls you to dance with him.  

“James! I can't dance!”

“Don’t worry, enjoy yourself, I’ll guide you.”

You both dance together- well you at least try. You’re trying to keep up with him but he’s just so good. He tries his best to go at your pace and guide you through it. You almost end up slipping but fortunately, he catches you just in time, your combined laughter filling the room.

As you both lie on the floor, staring up at his ceiling, you turn your head to look at him. 

“James?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t wanna lead you on. I think you’re a great guy but… I’m not looking for anything serious right now. Can we keep it casual?”

Your words fly over James’s head. All he wants is to be with you so he agrees. 

“Yeah… uhm yeah, that’s cool with me.”

DAY (290)

After a couple of weeks go by, James thinks you guys are doing fantastic. He’s hopelessly in love with you and believes you both are a couple. While you, on the other hand, are getting bored of this relationship. It’s so mundane. Go to record stores, talk on the phone, see each other at work, walk around LA, have sex… it’s getting boring. You think it's time to move on now.  

You’re currently sitting at a diner, the smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafting in the air, servers walk around with precision, carrying almost a mountain of plates, the bell rings whenever a customer walks through the door. You think about when you and James went to a bar a few weeks ago and he got into a fight with one of the guys there. It was awful, he got sucker punched in the face and after that night, you were pissed. When you left the bar, he started asking you questions like, “What are we?” “We’re a couple right?” and all you said was “We’re friends, James.” . It was just too much work for you, you couldn’t commit to him if things were going to be like this, you did promise to keep it casual, right?

While you’re lost in your own thoughts, all James can think about is the next morning after the bar fight, where you both lay in your bed, it was the first time where you showed him your humble abode after… well doing what you guys were doing after a few weeks. He remembers how you both made up after that, you attended to him after the fight. The room smelt a bit like antiseptic mixed with the scent of vanilla candles, the sunlight filtered out by the curtains, you both tangled in the same blanket. You tell him about your dreams and how your parents got divorced and how it affected your life. He recalls what you said word by word at that exact moment.

“These are stories one has to earn… I’ve never told this to anyone before.”  

“I guess I'm not just anyone, huh?”

How amusing is that you’re both thinking about the same thing but extremely different parts of it? When you’re with James, it doesn't feel… easy. He’s constantly stressed about your label. While James thought you were his soulmate after that bar fight. He genuinely thought you’re the one for him. Unfortunately, his dreams were about to be shattered in… a good minute. Your voice cuts through his daydreams and he straightens up. 

“Hey, James, let’s not do this anymore.”

“What? Do what? Do you not wanna eat here?” 

“No, I mean us. Whatever we’re doing right now, let’s end it.”

“y/n, are you breaking up with me?!”

“I’m not breaking up with you. We were never a couple, we can't break up.”

“Hey! I get a say in this too! We are a couple!”

“I told you I didn't want anything serious!” You grab your purse from the table and sling it around your shoulder before standing up to leave. 

“Goodbye, James.” You say, before walking towards the door and disappearing in the street outside. 

Fast forward to now, Sangwon is still trying to comfort a drunk James. 

“Dude, she wanted to keep it casual… aside from that, did she ever cheat on you? Did she take advantage of you?”

“No…” 

“James…” 

“Don’t even.” 

DAY (322) 

James hates you. He hates the way you say his name, he hates your outdated haircut, he hates your knobby knees, he hates your chapped lips, he hates how you smell like a hippy candle shop, he hates everything about you. He can’t stand the thought of you. He’s been depressed ever since that. He hates his job even more now. He’s always moping around the office. His boss noticed his unusual behaviour and called him in.

“James… What’s going on with you? You seem sad and all you do is sulk.”

“It’s just that… My girlfriend broke up with me.”

“Oh. Oh… That must be tough, man. Here, I’ll assign you to the funeral  cards so you can put your emotions to good use. Good idea, huh? People mourn their loved ones through your cards while you mourn your dead love by writing them, haha.”

James sighs at his boss’s joke. It does not land. It crashes straight into his chest.

“Very. Funny. Haha.”

DAY (402) 

James is on his way to a coworker’s wedding. After your “break up”, all he got was an awkward email from you, nothing else. He’s boarding the train, bags in his hand until he sees a glimpse of you on the other side. He could recognise your presence in a sea of people easily. He quickly pushes past people, scrambling to his seat before he sets his bags down and makes his way to you. He enters the other carriage and spots you sitting near a window, he runs his hands through his hair before walking up to you. 

“y/n…?”

“James? Oh my god, how have you been? Come sit, sit!”

He settles down before you, his hands on the table.

“Ive been good. Alright, even. What about you, what’s up with you?”

“Ah, nothing much. Got a new apartment elsewhere, new job… way better than my last one. So, where are you headed?”

“Ah, to a coworker’s wedding.”

“You still work there?”

“Yeah.”

Conversation flows easily. You both recall the good times you had together, laughing over something stupid. James thinks, this time the timing is right. It doesn’t take long for him to return to his school-boy mentality. I mean, your chemistry is much more friendly and easy-going than before, right? You even invite him to a party at your new apartment. He’s over the moon! He has time to make things right with you again. He can't miss out on this golden opportunity! Nothing is in his way now.

DAY (408)

James put together one of his best outfits today. He even spritzed some cologne. He was so confident about getting you back! He walks towards your apartment door, flowers in hand and rings your doorbell. You open the door, a glass in hand and you welcome him inside. 

“Oh, James! You didn't have to.”

“Well… I had to get you something, would be rude not to.” 

James looks around the room, it's filled with faces he doesn’t know. He sees a guy approach you both, he comes and stands next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer. James’s jaw tightens.

“Ah, right! I wanted it to be a surprise for you… James, meet Youngjae, my boyfriend- well now, fiance! We got engaged a couple of days back!”

Horror washes over him. All the confidence he had walking here is gone. Just like your relationship. 

“Oh…. That’s great. I’m so happy for you y/n.” 

DAY (442) 

James quit his job at the greeting card company and followed his true passion— dance. He did quite have an episode when he heard about your engagement, there were times he couldn't get out of bed and brushed his teeth with a bottle of Jack Daniel's. Now, he’s doing much better. He’s started choreographing more songs, applied to a couple of jobs to hold him by and even auditioned for a few companies. 

Even then, he’s not completely over you. I mean, how could he be? Not even after like 3 months after your breakup, you’re suddenly engaged to this guy who you probably didn't even know more than him! He’s still mad at you. He never got the closure he wanted.

DAY (488)

James is coming back from one of his auditions today. He decided to take a walk through the park before going home. The park where you both used to frequent. He looks around him, families on picnics, kids chasing each other, couples sharing stolen kisses behind trees, among all this chaos, he finds the park bench you both used to sit on and just…  take up each other's space, he recalls how comfortable that felt. Amidst the crowd, he spots you once again, sitting on that same bench. He approaches you, taking a seat next to you.

“So… how’s life been treating you?”

“Good. Good. What about you?”

“Fine… hey y/n… do you still think about us?” 

“No. I don’t.”

“I… Well… I’m surprised.”

“Why?”

“‘Cause you never wanted to be anyone’s girlfriend and suddenly now you’re someone’s wife.”  

“Surprised me too, yeah.”

“How did it happen?”

“It  just... It happened.”

“Okay, but how? I mean, I don’t get it.” 

“I just woke up one day and I knew.”

“Knew what?” 

“Something that I wasn’t sure about when I was with you.” 

DAY (500) 

James stirs awake, fist fighting with his alarm cock first thing in the morning. After he finally shuts the damn thing off, he pours himself some coffee, he moves towards the front door, picks up his mail and sorts through it. While sorting through a mountain of bills and postcards from his relatives, he spots one labelled from an agency. He quickly rips open the envelope, before reading: 

“Dear James Chao, 

We are delighted to inform you that you have been selected as choreographer for our upcoming trainee group…"

Told you it wasn't a boy meets girl story.

[yuahnfen]

500 DAYS OF YOU

james x f!reader

synopsis: James revisits the time he thought he had found the love of his life— you. He'd loved you so much, given you all his time but unfortunately, you still left him anyway. Why'd you fear commitment so much? Or did you just fear to committing to him?

contains: angst, somewhat comfort? profanity, drinking, mention of sex but there is no smut, kissing, reader is kind of emotionally unavailable, miscommunication. reader's parents are divorced, story is set in the 2000's!

wordcount: 3k+

note: shes back with angst!! everyone cheer, first of all, i can't believe how quick the juhoon fic grew omfg... im so grateful for all of you!! this fic is heavily inspired by 500 days of summer, its my fav movie ever so i had to write one! thank you for all the love, hope u like this one 💕

now playing... there is light that never goes out - the smiths ⸝⸝ heaven knows i'm miserable now - the smiths ⸝⸝ just like heaven - the cure ⸝⸝ please, please, please let me get what i want - the smiths ⸝⸝ lover, you should've come over - jeff buckley

James is an ordinary boy working as a writer for a greeting card company. He grew up listening to sad British pop music like The Smiths. Especially The Smiths. He's not very experienced in the department for love, hates his job and gave up in his dream of dancing. Guess that's what being an adult is like, huh?

You're an ordinary girl who just moved here after her graduation. You work as a secretary at said greeting card company. Your parents are divorced. Seeing them fight and bicker all the time as a child made you despise relationships, heck, the idea of marriage made your stomach churn. You don't fear commitment, commitment fears you. 

But, this is not a boy meets girl story. 

DAY (1)

It was love at first sight when he saw you step into the meeting room, reminding your boss of his schedule later. He admired the way your hair framed your face, tied in a messy bun. You looked ethereal, he couldn't have imagined a girl as beautiful as you in his dreams. He was star struck. He was quickly pulled back to reality at the sound of his boss’s voice.

“Everyone, this is my new secretary. Go on, introduce yourself.”

“Hello everyone, I'm y/n. Nice to meet you all.” 

Your voice was soft, if he could, he'd tape it and play it on loop like it's his favourite song in the entire world. He was so infatuated by you. Unfortunately for him, he has very limited experience in the dating field. How should he approach you?

DAY (290) 

“Oh my god, Sangwon! You're here! He's been throwing dishes and moping since forever.” said Martin.

Sangwon spots him in the corner of the kitchen, a dish in his hand before he smashes it on the floor. He rushed towards him, snatching it from his hand.

“Dude! What the fuck? Why are you smashing plates? Are you alright? Come, sit down.”

He guides him to the couch, cracks open a beer, passing it to him. James takes the beer from his hand, gulping it down in one go. 

“She… She left me, hyung. It's over…”

“Woah, woah… slow down, who? y/n?” 

“She broke up with me… Everything was going so well. Why did she leave me like this?” 

DAY (4)

James steps into the elevator, the faint sound of “There is a Light That Never Goes Out” by The Smiths leaks out of his headphones. Suddenly, you step into the elevator, standing beside him as you wait for it to reach your floor. 

“The Smiths?”

He looks in your direction, mouthing a small “hi”. 

“I love The Smiths”

He takes off his headphones, slipping them around his neck.

“What?” 

“I said I love The Smiths.” 

“Wh- What- You like The Smiths?”

“I love ‘em.” 

The song from his headphones is still faintly playing in the background. 

“To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die.” 

You step out of the elevator as the doors open, leaving him flustered and astonished.

“Holy sh-”

DAY (8) 

There's a party in the office today. Everyone's scattered around the room, drinking cheap soda and cocktails. James sees you alone in a corner, drink in your hand. He sees the opportunity and strikes right at it. He walks over to you, almost bumping into a few people but he makes it through the crowd.

“Hey.”

“Hey. You're The Smiths guy.”

“Yeah… I'm James. James Chao.”

“I'm y/n.” 

“Sooo…. y/n. How's it going? Do you like the job?” 

“It's alright. I've always wanted something of my own. I moved here a few months ago, rented an apartment and got my first job. It’s so exciting to be on your own!” 

“Right. I think this is your dream job then?”

“No… I just want to make enough money to travel and support myself. What about you?” 

“Well… I wanted to be a choreographer. Unfortunately, that stuff didn't work out.”

“Well… if that was your dream, I think you should reconsider this job. I think you’d make a pretty solid dancer.” 

“You think so?”

“Yeah.” 

After talking to you at the party, inspiration struck him, he went straight home, looking for songs to choreograph. But, unfortunately for him, that spark was short-lived. He went back to his monotonous routine the next day.

“Guys, I'm officially in love with y/n.”  announced James.

“Dude… what?” said Martin, popping a fry into his mouth.

“You're joking.” said Juhoon.

“You don't understand… I love her! I love the way her hair frames her face,I love her knees,I love the way she says my name, her lips look so plump and glossy, she always has that cherry chapstick on, she smells like vanilla and coffee…” James goes on and on, listing all the things he loves about you. 

“Bro, just because some cute girl likes the same geek shit as you doesn't make her your soulmate.” replied Martin.

“What the hell do you mean by that?” asks James

DAY (27)

“Hey, James, are you going to the karaoke party tonight? the whole office is going.” asked Riki.

“Nah, karaoke and parties aren't really my thing. I'm staying in today.”

“Dude… the whole office is going.” 

“So?”

“The whole office is going.”

“Ohhhhh…..”

The karaoke bar was buzzing with people. People laughing together over trivial things, drinking till they're out of their mind and singing like they've gone through 5 divorces. 5 drunk divorces. 

James takes a sip of his beer before approaching you, he walks in your direction, a smirk on his face.

“Enjoying the show?” 

“Oh. Yeah. I'm singing next.”

“What are you gonna sing?”

“You'll know soon enough. Anyways, you singing anything?”

“Nah, you'd have to get at least 6 beers in me to make me sing.” 

Long story short, James ended up singing the most, he had to physically be removed from stage. It seemed like he had drunk his own body weight. While you, James and Riki walk towards a cab, well, try to walk towards a cab because Riki got so wasted that he couldn't even walk properly as he held onto James’s coat. The cab arrives and he helps Riki inside. 

“Y’know…. y/n… he likes you? He’s likeeeeee madly in loveeee!! All he does it talk about you-”

“Shut up! Shut up! You’re just drunk.” James said as he shoved Riki. 

“But-”

“Goodnight, Riki!” he said, slamming the car door on his face before the cab drove off. 

“So… whatever Riki said… is that true?”

“What? Y’know he always gets wasted and says stupid shit like that. Don’t mind him.”

“Is it true?”

“What… What do you mean by that-”

“James, do you like me?”

“Well… yeah. I do.” 

“I do too.”

“Then that’s settled- WAIT YOU LIKE ME?”

“Yeah, I do.”

Suddenly, out of nowhere., you grab James’s collar, pull him down to your level and kiss him. His eyes widen in shock, barely having any time to process before you let go. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. He’s left dumbfounded before you turn around to walk away. 

“Wait! y/n! l-let me walk you home at least!”

DAY (45)

James and you have been going steady for awhile now. You guys often hang around the record store, go to the movies, and walk around LA. Things have been going well. You both act like a couple, you talk on your cellphones, share stolen kisses in the copier room, all silly things new couples do. Your favourite moments with him were the ones where it felt like it was just you two in the entire world, as if everyone else just disappeared. This was one of those moments.

“James, can I open my eyes now?”  

“Yeah.” 

When you open your eyes, you see the familiar decor of his apartment. Confusion etches across your face. 

“Why are we at your place? Weren’t you going to show me something special?”

“I’m showing you a part of me.”

James grabs a boombox from the corner, brings it over and sets it on the floor. He turns the switch on, the sound of the music flowing throughout his apartment. The way he dances to the rhythm is hypnotising, he’s so precise and graceful with his moves as if his body was made to move to the groove of the song. Suddenly, he grabs your hand and pulls you to dance with him.  

“James! I can't dance!”

“Don’t worry, enjoy yourself, I’ll guide you.”

You both dance together- well you at least try. You’re trying to keep up with him but he’s just so good. He tries his best to go at your pace and guide you through it. You almost end up slipping but fortunately, he catches you just in time, your combined laughter filling the room.

As you both lie on the floor, staring up at his ceiling, you turn your head to look at him. 

“James?”

“Yeah?”

“I don’t wanna lead you on. I think you’re a great guy but… I’m not looking for anything serious right now. Can we keep it casual?”

Your words fly over James’s head. All he wants is to be with you so he agrees. 

“Yeah… uhm yeah, that’s cool with me.”

DAY (290)

After a couple of weeks go by, James thinks you guys are doing fantastic. He’s hopelessly in love with you and believes you both are a couple. While you, on the other hand, are getting bored of this relationship. It’s so mundane. Go to record stores, talk on the phone, see each other at work, walk around LA, have sex… it’s getting boring. You think it's time to move on now.  

You’re currently sitting at a diner, the smell of pancakes and maple syrup wafting in the air, servers walk around with precision, carrying almost a mountain of plates, the bell rings whenever a customer walks through the door. You think about when you and James went to a bar a few weeks ago and he got into a fight with one of the guys there. It was awful, he got sucker punched in the face and after that night, you were pissed. When you left the bar, he started asking you questions like, “What are we?” “We’re a couple right?” and all you said was “We’re friends, James.” . It was just too much work for you, you couldn’t commit to him if things were going to be like this, you did promise to keep it casual, right?

While you’re lost in your own thoughts, all James can think about is the next morning after the bar fight, where you both lay in your bed, it was the first time where you showed him your humble abode after… well doing what you guys were doing after a few weeks. He remembers how you both made up after that, you attended to him after the fight. The room smelt a bit like antiseptic mixed with the scent of vanilla candles, the sunlight filtered out by the curtains, you both tangled in the same blanket. You tell him about your dreams and how your parents got divorced and how it affected your life. He recalls what you said word by word at that exact moment.

“These are stories one has to earn… I’ve never told this to anyone before.”  

“I guess I'm not just anyone, huh?”

How amusing is that you’re both thinking about the same thing but extremely different parts of it? When you’re with James, it doesn't feel… easy. He’s constantly stressed about your label. While James thought you were his soulmate after that bar fight. He genuinely thought you’re the one for him. Unfortunately, his dreams were about to be shattered in… a good minute. Your voice cuts through his daydreams and he straightens up. 

“Hey, James, let’s not do this anymore.”

“What? Do what? Do you not wanna eat here?” 

“No, I mean us. Whatever we’re doing right now, let’s end it.”

“y/n, are you breaking up with me?!”

“I’m not breaking up with you. We were never a couple, we can't break up.”

“Hey! I get a say in this too! We are a couple!”

“I told you I didn't want anything serious!” You grab your purse from the table and sling it around your shoulder before standing up to leave. 

“Goodbye, James.” You say, before walking towards the door and disappearing in the street outside. 

Fast forward to now, Sangwon is still trying to comfort a drunk James. 

“Dude, she wanted to keep it casual… aside from that, did she ever cheat on you? Did she take advantage of you?”

“No…” 

“James…” 

“Don’t even.” 

DAY (322) 

James hates you. He hates the way you say his name, he hates your outdated haircut, he hates your knobby knees, he hates your chapped lips, he hates how you smell like a hippy candle shop, he hates everything about you. He can’t stand the thought of you. He’s been depressed ever since that. He hates his job even more now. He’s always moping around the office. His boss noticed his unusual behaviour and called him in.

“James… What’s going on with you? You seem sad and all you do is sulk.”

“It’s just that… My girlfriend broke up with me.”

“Oh. Oh… That must be tough, man. Here, I’ll assign you to the funeral  cards so you can put your emotions to good use. Good idea, huh? People mourn their loved ones through your cards while you mourn your dead love by writing them, haha.”

James sighs at his boss’s joke. It does not land. It crashes straight into his chest.

“Very. Funny. Haha.”

DAY (402) 

James is on his way to a coworker’s wedding. After your “break up”, all he got was an awkward email from you, nothing else. He’s boarding the train, bags in his hand until he sees a glimpse of you on the other side. He could recognise your presence in a sea of people easily. He quickly pushes past people, scrambling to his seat before he sets his bags down and makes his way to you. He enters the other carriage and spots you sitting near a window, he runs his hands through his hair before walking up to you. 

“y/n…?”

“James? Oh my god, how have you been? Come sit, sit!”

He settles down before you, his hands on the table.

“Ive been good. Alright, even. What about you, what’s up with you?”

“Ah, nothing much. Got a new apartment elsewhere, new job… way better than my last one. So, where are you headed?”

“Ah, to a coworker’s wedding.”

“You still work there?”

“Yeah.”

Conversation flows easily. You both recall the good times you had together, laughing over something stupid. James thinks, this time the timing is right. It doesn’t take long for him to return to his school-boy mentality. I mean, your chemistry is much more friendly and easy-going than before, right? You even invite him to a party at your new apartment. He’s over the moon! He has time to make things right with you again. He can't miss out on this golden opportunity! Nothing is in his way now.

DAY (408)

James put together one of his best outfits today. He even spritzed some cologne. He was so confident about getting you back! He walks towards your apartment door, flowers in hand and rings your doorbell. You open the door, a glass in hand and you welcome him inside. 

“Oh, James! You didn't have to.”

“Well… I had to get you something, would be rude not to.” 

James looks around the room, it's filled with faces he doesn’t know. He sees a guy approach you both, he comes and stands next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer. James’s jaw tightens.

“Ah, right! I wanted it to be a surprise for you… James, meet Youngjae, my boyfriend- well now, fiance! We got engaged a couple of days back!”

Horror washes over him. All the confidence he had walking here is gone. Just like your relationship. 

“Oh…. That’s great. I’m so happy for you y/n.” 

DAY (442) 

James quit his job at the greeting card company and followed his true passion— dance. He did quite have an episode when he heard about your engagement, there were times he couldn't get out of bed and brushed his teeth with a bottle of Jack Daniel's. Now, he’s doing much better. He’s started choreographing more songs, applied to a couple of jobs to hold him by and even auditioned for a few companies. 

Even then, he’s not completely over you. I mean, how could he be? Not even after like 3 months after your breakup, you’re suddenly engaged to this guy who you probably didn't even know more than him! He’s still mad at you. He never got the closure he wanted.

DAY (488)

James is coming back from one of his auditions today. He decided to take a walk through the park before going home. The park where you both used to frequent. He looks around him, families on picnics, kids chasing each other, couples sharing stolen kisses behind trees, among all this chaos, he finds the park bench you both used to sit on and just…  take up each other's space, he recalls how comfortable that felt. Amidst the crowd, he spots you once again, sitting on that same bench. He approaches you, taking a seat next to you.

“So… how’s life been treating you?”

“Good. Good. What about you?”

“Fine… hey y/n… do you still think about us?” 

“No. I don’t.”

“I… Well… I’m surprised.”

“Why?”

“‘Cause you never wanted to be anyone’s girlfriend and suddenly now you’re someone’s wife.”  

“Surprised me too, yeah.”

“How did it happen?”

“It  just... It happened.”

“Okay, but how? I mean, I don’t get it.” 

“I just woke up one day and I knew.”

“Knew what?” 

“Something that I wasn’t sure about when I was with you.” 

DAY (500) 

James stirs awake, fist fighting with his alarm cock first thing in the morning. After he finally shuts the damn thing off, he pours himself some coffee, he moves towards the front door, picks up his mail and sorts through it. While sorting through a mountain of bills and postcards from his relatives, he spots one labelled from an agency. He quickly rips open the envelope, before reading: 

“Dear James Chao, 

We are delighted to inform you that you have been selected as choreographer for our upcoming trainee group…"

Told you it wasn't a boy meets girl story.

[yuahnfen]

sneak peak

[yuahnfen]

AND I LOVE HER —

project serenade

juhoon x f!reader

synopsis: Juhoon’s liked you for a while now, he wants to get to know you, but unfortunately for him, you don't know him or how much he loves you. What happens when he signs up for your physics tutoring classes just to get closer to you?

contains: profanity, fluff, cortis being a bunch of teen boys, a lot of refs... , confession scene !

word count: 2k+

now playing: and i love her by the beatles

note: hihihi!!! unexpected fic drop... I had this in my drafts for awhile!! I'm not super good with writing jju but I tried my best 💔 first attempt at fluff with no angst kinda nervous... I find this a bit corny ngl but whatever we ball. I like writing angst better tbh but I hope u guys like it 💗

“You're downbad as fuck bro.”

Martin said, taking another bite of his sandwich.

“I mean, tutoring classes? You're one of the smartest in our class! I should be the one signing up for tutoring.”

Juhoon sighed as he looked at Martin, holding his forehead in his hand.

“See, I’d get a chance to talk to yn and get some extra help..”

“I totally agree with you, jju. It's like hitting two birds with one stone!” Keonho said.

“Keonho, stop feeding his delusions. He needs mental help.” said Seonghyeon, rolling his eyes at him.

“You're doing all this for a girl who doesn't know you exist by the way.” He continued. 

“You guys are useless.” replied Juhoon. He grabs his backpack off the seat next to him, slinging it on his shoulder before walking away. 

“Yah! Juhoon! I affirmed your delusions! How could you leave me like this?!” Keonho shouted dramatically across the cafeteria, clutching his pearls.

“Dude, you're so embarassing… you’re never getting any huzz.” said Martin, throwing a fry at him.

“Shut up! Atleast I don't order kebabs without asking for anyone’s input. I’m dramatic, not inconsiderate.” replied Keonho, picking up the fry before popping it into his mouth.

“Bro, do you really have to start this again?” sighed Seonghyeon.

Juhoon inspects the paper strip with your number in his hand. He had pulled it off the flyer on the notice board. 

He’s had a crush on you since the start of the year when he saw you in his physics class, effortlessly answering all the questions and solving integral calculus problems like it's a cakewalk. He wanted to talk to you but there’s a problem. Whenever he tries to approach you, something or the other happens. For instance, you were sitting alone in the cafeteria, reading a book when he approached you. He enquired about the book and you both started talking, everything was going well, your conversation was flowing smoothly, he was cracking jokes until Martin decided to third wheel you both because he saw the Alice in Chains sticker on the back of your phone case and started geeking. Way to help a guy out, Martin.

Juhoon enters your number into his contacts, taking a deep breath before typing out a simple “hello”. Wait- that sounds a bit too formal. He deletes it quickly and types out “yo, it's juhoon from physics” and deletes as fast as he typed it. 

After 5 failed attempts of trying to sound somewhat cool and nonchalant, he just sends you a simple “hey”. He enquired about your tutoring classes and you both agreed to meet at a fixed time.

You’re waiting for Juhoon at the library, you made sure to come here a few minutes early to pick out a nice table in the corner, next to a window. Two coffees sit next to your pencil case as you go through the material. After a couple of minutes, you move your attention towards the door and see Juhoon walking in. You give him a small wave, calling him towards your table. He waves back, walking towards you, he pulls out a chair to sit down, taking out his books and stationary from his bag, setting it down on the table. 

“Hey, I got you some coffee, we’re gonna be here for a while. Well… I hope you drink coffee, if you don't next time I'll get you some tea instead-”

“No, it's fine, y/n, I like coffee.” He grabs the cup next to yours, taking a sip before setting it down. 

“Really? Thank god… I was debating if I should get you something or not because I was gonna get coffee anyways but it seemed a bit rude to not get you something too- Sorry… I'm just a bit nervous. I teach really well though, I swear!”

“It's alright. You're good.”

“Anyways… let's begin. Here's a test for you, I prepared it myself. It only has 15 questions, ranging from basic to advanced. Don't worry too much about it, it's just to see your level of understanding so I know how to proceed further. You have 25 minutes.” 

Juhoon stares at the test paper before him, the questions are mostly moderate, nothing too hard for him. He could solve it easily but…. He's just gonna mess up a bit on purpose to make some space for him in your routine.

After finishing the test, he hands you the paper. You go through his answers before slipping the paper between your notebook. 

“Looks like you did alright, I'll correct it later today. In our next class, I'll tell you how we're going to start. Trust me, by next month, I'll have you solving integral problems in your sleep!.” 

“Thanks for your help. I think we're going to have a lot of lessons in the future.”

“No problem!”

It's been 2 months since you have been tutoring Juhoon. He’s insanely good now. He picks things up really quickly, he was easily able to recall the formulas by your third lesson with him. You think he doesn't need your help anymore, hell, he's probably even better than you now. ( not like he was already good before, right? )

You’ve also started to develop a crush on him. Losing track of your words when he looks up at you, knees brushing under the table, the lingering glances… it all makes your heart race and butterflies flutter in your stomach. You recall the time when you were at a cafe in one of your sessions. You both were revising dimensional analysis and suddenly, he leaned in closer, pointing at a question he didn't understand and all you could think about was how he smelled like dior sauvage and coffee. You were lovesick and Juhoon couldn't be more unaware about your feelings. 

“We can't play Wonderwall, Keonho! It's a bit too cliche. Anyone with basic guitar knowledge can play Wonderwall. We gotta do something big. Something harder. Something Iconic!” Martin said as he leaned back on his chair, headphones hanging around his neck.

“Ugh, you just don't know ball!” replied Keonho.

“Actually, I kinda agree with him on this one.” said Seonghyeon.

The boys have been on the edge ever since they got this gig to perform at this house party. They have a set of songs ready but aren’t able to decide the final song to close. With the party only in a week, they’re in a serious time crunch. Suddenly, it's like a bulb lights up next to Seonghyeon’s head, he gets up from his seat, grabs a paper and pen and writes in big blocky letters: “PROJECT SERENADE”

“Okay… hear me out. What if for our last song… we make juhoon serenade yn? It’s gonna create some huge buzz and he’ll bag yn!”

“Wait… That’s kinda genius.” replied Martin.

“Dude! I don't think she likes me. I can’t publicly confess to her!” said Juhoon.

“Oh, trust me, she likes you. Iroha said so,” said Martin.

“C’mon! Do it for at least for the band! Even if she does end up rejecting you, imagine what an amazing story we’ll have to narrate at interviews once we’re famous.” said Keonho.

“You- You know what? Fine. Let’s do this. I know you’re gonna annoy me about this till the gig anyway,  might as well do it now.” sighed Juhoon.

“Okay… What song should we play?” asked Martin. 

“Hey, Why not ask James? I know he's at University, but I'm sure he could help us pick a song.” suggested Juhoon.

“Yeah! We should call him right now.” replied Martin.

He pulls out his phone, scrolling through his contacts before clicking on James’s number. The call goes through, his voice clear on the other end.

“Hey Martin, wassup?”

“Hey, so we need you to tell us a good love song to perform to serenade Juhoon’s crush.”

“JUHOON HAS A CRUSH??????” shouted James from the other end.

“Oh… we forgot to tell you ever since you went to uni… whoops.” replied Keonho.

“I see how it is… Y'all only remember me when you need something for me. I'm being used and cast aside...” James said dramatically.

“Just tell us a song, unc,” said Keonho.

“Ouch.. Fine, whatever. What about… ‘Friday, I'm in love’ by The Cure?”

“Okay… What else have you got?”

“Buddy Holly by Weezer?”

“No.”

“But it’s-”

 “NO.”

“She looks so perfect by 5SOS?”

“It's not 2014.” 

“To the Moon & Back by Savage Garden?”

“It’s nice but it's not … Juhoon.”

“You guys are picky af, bro… Fine, how about ‘And I Love Her’ by The Beatles?”

“That’s… That’s perfect.” said Juhoon.

“WE DID IT GUYS!! JUHOONS GONNA GET HIS GIRL!!” shouted Martin, slinging an arm around Juhoon’s shoulder.

“Our future fans would love this… This won’t top the kebab incident though..” 

“I ordered kebabs once. ONCE FOR CHRIST’S SAKE!”

Soon enough, the day of the party rolled around. The guys were on the makeshift stage in the backyard, tuning their instruments.

“Dude, I'm so nervous…” said Martin.

“We’re gonna be fine. We rehearsed like crazy.” replied Seonghyeon.

“The one who should be nervous is Juhoon, it's his big night! You're gonna bag that bro.” said Keonho, patting Juhoon’s back.

“Yeah, we'll be fine guys,” said Juhoon.

The party had an insane turn out, at least half the school was in Jeong Woojin’s house tonight. Martin had pulled a few strings ( bribed Iroha ) to drag you to this party. It didnt take alot of time to convince you since you were alreading planning your outfit at the mention of Juhoon’s name. You and Iroha had found a place in the front that was close to the stage. While you waited for the band to perform, Iroha started cooking up crazy scenarios in her head. You should’ve never watched those romcoms together…

“Imagine if he performs a song to declare his undying love for you in front of the whole school….”

“Yeah sure, Iroha. And I'm going to read him a poem in front of the English class titled ‘10 things I hate about you’.” 

“He doesn't really strike me as a Heath Ledger type of guy though.”

“Dude… you need to stop watching so many romcoms.” 

“What? I'm just stating the obvious. He's more of a Joseph Gorden Levitt in ‘10 things about you’ than Heath Ledger. Besides, you love him! Both Joseph and Juhoon.”

“Shhh….the show’s about to start..” 

“Wow. You only care about the show because Juhoon’s playing.”

Soon enough, you hear the familiar “woo-hoo!” of Song 2 by blur. You wonder how they managed to convince Keonho to play a blur song.

The songs they chose to perform were a huge success. The crowd was cheering, dancing and singing along with them. They even performed an original song called  “What You Want”. Their performance was electrifying! As it reached the end of their set, Martin took the mic from the stand, stepping closer towards the crowd.

“We had so much fun performing for you all tonight. Now, we’re gonna close with a special song for a special someone.” He said before urging Juhoon towards the mic.

“This song is called ‘And I love her’ by The Beatles…. y/n l/n… this song is for you.” 

You stand there in the crowd, eyes widened in shock. Everyone looks at you and whispers to themselves. Before you could even process the entire situation, the intro of the song had already started. The music flowed in from your ears straight to your heart. You looked up at Juhoon on stage, you admired the way his hair looked a bit messy, some strands stuck to his forehead, the way he held the mic like he was using it to ground himself. His voice sounded so sweet, so full of love and admiration for you. His eyes locked with yours as he sang to you. 

“A love like ours

Could never die

As long as I

Have you near me

Bright are the stars that shine

Dark is the sky

I know this love of mine

Will never die

And I love her”

When the song came to an end, the crowd erupted in praises and applause. Juhoon set his guitar down, rushing down the stage towards you. He stands in front of you, pulling out a crinkled rose from his pocket, holding it towards you as the crowd watches you both in anticipation.

“Y/n…. I’ve liked you for months now. I even signed up for your classes because I wanted to get to know you. Now that I know you, this love of mine won't die so easily. I like you, y/n. Will you go out with me?”

Tears welled in your eyes as you stood in awe at his confession. You look at him, his eyes searching yours for an answer. You take the crinkled rose from his hand, stepping forward to capture him in your embrace. 

“I.. I like you too, Juhoon. We can definitely go out.”

The crowd bursts into cheers, people clapping seeing the scene unfold in front of them. Iroha has her hand clasped over her mouth, Keonho’s jaw is on the floor, Seonghyeon’s in shock, and James is on the verge of crying on video call. 

“THATS MY BOYYY!! JUHOON YOU BAGGED THAT!!!!!” screams Martin across the stage.

Meanwhile in a corner somewhere….

“Dude, pay upppp!” said Louis.

“How the hell did I lose a bet against YOU… you're like 5 minutes old.” scoffed Woojin.

“I'm 16. Anyways, buy me robux. I told you he’d pull.” 

“Whatever man...."

Louis nudges him in the shoulder, humming the tune of the song that played earlier.