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renegade or whatever.

dancing is not on your top list of interests, but park jisung definitely is.

pairing :: park jisung x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + social influencer au word count :: 5,563 words warnings :: none playlist :: sunroof (nicky youre & dazy) ⋆ just the way you are (bruno mars) ⋆ until i found you (stephen sanchez & em beihold) ⋆ this is what falling in love feels like (jvke) ⋆ kiss me (sixpence none the richer) author’s note :: wishing the happiest of (belated) birthdays to one very special miss april @dropofgoldensun !!!! i’m sorry this wasn’t on time, i tried aksjdfhas i’m very proud of you always, big congrats on leading two very successful, very amazing dance performances and for completing your first year of college (you’re almost there !!!) ily lots !! you’ll get a longer (read: sappier) letter and present in the mail ♡ p.s. i pinky promise this is not a joke this time :’) ↳ part of the not clickbait series.

There are three things in life that Park Jisung is absolutely terrified of.

Okay, that’s a big fat lie, and even he knows it. There are actually many things he’s insanely afraid of, but that would take forever to list, so here are the top three, starting from the bottom:

#3. His mom when she’s mad at him (deserved).

She found out he bet Chenle all his meal points that Jaemin would confess to his best friend before she would (Spoiler: he ate ramen everyday for a whole semester. Luckily, Mark sucks at buying groceries online and ordered too many bulk boxes of that instant MSG filled goodness).

#2. Bugs and ghosts.

Both float or fly around and always come out of nowhere. So yeah, he’s putting them together. Also, he’s never going to forgive Donghyuck for convincing him to swap cameraman duties because he ended up filming the Mothman episode for Dream Unsolved while Donghyuck got to enjoy three lobster rolls at three drastically different price points, complete with shaved truffle and edible gold flakes.

Combining his two second tier fears? That’s a recipe for the: Worst. Night. Ever. It was so bad, he wanted to give Mothman a zero (out of five stars), but Renjun said that’s not possible. So he gave it a one. But it’s still a zero in his books.

#1. Confessing to his best friend.

Jisung didn’t think he’d feel this type of primal fear again. The last time he felt this way was when he lost his phone in the Uber drop off zone at Disneyland during the summer of his freshman year. Their rideshare reached the hotel at midnight before he realized his phone was missing, like some modern day Cinderella except he wasn’t Hilary Duff and there was no Chad Michael Murray to find his phone (He blames you for making him watch this movie with you religiously when you two were younger). The driver was nice enough to agree to drive back as Chenle repeatedly called his phone, and he frantically searched beneath the car seats.

All hope was nearly lost when he reached the drop off zone again, leaping out of the car and asking the nearby security if someone turned it in to no avail. They told him to check the guest relations service station, and he had to go through all the security checkpoints again and caught up with the employee right before the station was closed up. They had asked him to describe his phone, and he rapid-fired the make, model, and a description of the lockscreen picture of you and him taken at the Sleeping Beauty’s castle the last time the two of you came here.

When they came up empty handed, he was already dreading the call to his mom to help him cancel all his credit cards on Apple Pay and planning his upcoming funeral in his mind. But Disneyland is truly a magical place because some Good Samaritan did turn in his phone a few minutes later, and the employee returned it to him. He also belatedly realized why no one picked up when Chenle was calling because the caller ID flashing on his phone shows “Sugar Daddy ❤️” in large, unmistakable letters. He humbly takes his device with the twenty-two missed calls from his Splenda Father back from the employee with a meek “Thank you” (He doesn’t miss the side-eye from them and sprints back to the car with his metaphorical tail tucked between his legs. Chenle thought it was hysterical).

So yeah, Jisung distinctly remembers that impending feeling of doom when he thought he had to tell his mom he lost his phone. However, doing that would still be an absolute cake walk in the park in comparison to executing #1 on his list.

You are standing there, looking absolutely stunning in a leather jacket and the prettiest pink velvet dress that you had purchased from the nearby thrift shop. The two of you were just messing around and trying on the most ridiculous outfits, temporarily abandoning your search for some ugly tropical button downs for Jaemin’s beach themed party a couple months ago, when he pulled out that dress behind a bunch of old Halloween costumes, and your eyes lit up. You looked so pretty spinning around in that dress back then, and you look just as pretty, if not more, wearing it now.

“Sungie!” you call him over, noticing him hovering by the doorway that led out to the balcony where you and the rest of your friends are scattered around in a sort of circle, either sitting on the ground or the lounge chairs. The night sky is littered with stars that are surprisingly visible in the city still, and Mark has his guitar out, strumming the chords for a very familiar, very beloved ten minute long song by the Woman, the myth, the legend: Taylor Swift.

Your best friend makes his way over to you, handing you a cup filled with green apple soju, and you grin, thanking him before taking a sip. Standing next to you, he leans back against the railing, forearms resting on top of the iron bars. “Excited that summer is almost here and you’re almost done with school?”

You groan, throwing back half of the drink, and it burns the back of your throat slightly. “Just a few more weeks to go, and I’m finally free. Maybe I should open up a TikTok and pray I get famous, too, so I can drop out and never take another exam.”

“Hey, I’ll help you set up a dancing TikTok if that’s what you really want.” He nudges you, and you laugh, causing his heart to flutter as he beams a little proudly at the fact that he caused that. “I’m serious. You always practice all the dances with me anyway before I film the final version.”

“I don’t think I’m ready to put my dancing out there for the whole world to see. That’s just gonna be between you and me and all my plushies in my room,” you chuckle, tipping back the remainder of your drink. It’s a little chilly out here, and you’re hoping the alcohol will warm you up. “I mean, I do think it’s fun, but I don’t think I can keep up with it all the time.”

Jisung lets out an exaggerated sigh. “Alright, well, one day, I’m gonna finally be able to convince you to show up in my videos and collab.”

“In your dreams, Sungie.” You grin at him before shivering slightly when a small breeze picks up. Instinctively, Jisung reaches out and pulls you closer to him, arm wrapped around your shoulder and side pressed against yours. He belatedly realizes what he just did, and his face turns pink, the blush spreading to the tips of his ears. He desperately hopes that you cannot feel his heart thumping so quickly in his chest, almost threatening to fall out.

You stifle a squeak at the unexpected hug, the heat spreading across your cheeks like wildfire, and when you turn to look at him, you suddenly register you have miscalculated the distance between your face and his. Your nose almost brushes his, and your face burns up even hotter.

“Uh, I—” Puberty makes its untimely appearance in the form of a voice crack, and he hastily clears his throat. “You looked cold and um, I thought it’d be better to uh, share body heat… you know?”

“Oh, yeah, definitely.” You nod a little too vigorously, still very much hyper aware of the fact that if you just tilt your head ten degrees and lean forward a couple inches, then you’d be kissing your best friend whom you have a very big, not-so-subtle crush on. “Good thinking, Sungie.”

“Right?” Jisung also nods a little too enthusiastically, and the two of you simultaneously turn your faces away from each other, choosing to stare at your other friends in front of you instead. “Anyway, what were we talking about again?”

“Oh, just you failing to convince me to make a TikT—oh my god, wait, hold on, this is my favorite part! ‘You said that if we had been closer in age, maybe it would have been fine, AND THAT MADE ME WANT TO DIE!’”

You and the other girls scream the last part in sync for emphasis, and Jisung watches, chuckling as his lips curl up into an amused smile. On the other hand, Donghyuck winces, remarking, “I know that wasn’t directed at me, but it still feels a little too personal.”

His girlfriend merely winks at him, throwing up finger guns before she continues to belt out the next verse, and you laugh, leaning forward slightly. Jisung thinks it’s the prettiest sound he’s ever heard in his entire life, and he wouldn’t mind hearing it for the rest of his life.

When you straighten up, Jisung gently readjusts his hand on your shoulder, casually pulling you towards him again. Your breath catches in your throat as your face instantaneously heats up when he tucks you into his jacket once more, and you are once again pressed against his side. Giggling a little nervously, you avoid any sort of eye contact with him and try to focus all your attention on the current song, loudly singing along with your friends and praying to the Big Man Upstairs that your best friend doesn’t notice that your voice goes an octave higher for a split second when he leans his head against yours.

Taylor is absolutely right. You will remember this all too well.

You wonder if Jisung will, too.

(He does.)

“Why are we doing this dance again?”

Your phone is set up precariously on top of Jisung’s desk and leaning against the mouse Squishmallow you had gifted him for his birthday last year (along with a new gaming keyboard with rainbow lights). He makes sure the two of you are centered in the camera’s angle, nodding in satisfaction before clicking the Play button on the Renegade dance compilation he already opened up on his laptop, which has been placed right next to the phone on his desk.

“Because you missed this one when it first came out, and it’s tradition for us to do all the TikTok dances together,” he says before gently shoving you towards the laptop. “And you pinky promised me you’d film one video with me. Now pay attention.”

“I was tipsy when I said that, and this challenge is like two years old,” you complain. You knew you shouldn’t have drank more the other night, but how else were you supposed to cope with the fact that Jisung was basically cuddling you for at least thirty minutes without combusting on the spot? It was a total setup, and you can’t be convinced otherwise. “Why can’t we do something more recent, like Lizzo’s ‘About Damn Time’?”

Jisung waves you off. “We can do that afterwards. Are you watching the video?”

Grumbling to yourself, you don’t know why you’re even following his directions, but you begrudgingly squint at the laptop screen, taking note of each movement and the timing. Miming a few of the moves, you poke your tongue out slightly in concentration, rewinding the video to review certain parts again and placing all your attention on the dance, just as your best friend had silently hoped you’d do.

Jisung catches himself staring at you longer than it would be considered socially appropriately and immediately looks away, his cheeks immediately turning pink. It’s not his fault you’re so cute, like honestly, why can’t you be a little less cuter and therefore, a little less distracting? Besides, the whole reason he’s convincing you to do an old trend is so that he has time to psych himself up before doing the challenge.

Yes, it’s that challenge: the one about kissing your best friend, a.k.a. the one that’s been making its way around his friend group, a.k.a. the one Chenle has not so subtly called him out for in the comments of Dream: Worth It’s latest video. Okay, so maybe he shouldn’t have meddled in Chenle’s relationship. This is karma coming back to bite him in the butt. Chenle and his best friend are finally dating, but no good deed goes unpunished. It’s all fun and games when he’s not the player, but now, Jisung is in the hot seat, and he doesn’t think he can do it.

As Dua Lipa says, one kiss is all it takes, but Jisung has already fallen in love with you. He just doesn’t know if you are in love with him. And he is almost too scared to find out because it will absolutely crush him if you aren’t, but the only thing fueling him to do this is that it will absolutely crush him just the slightest bit more (okay, a lot more) if, years down the line, he finds out you did indeed love him back, but it was too late. Blame all those sappy romance kdramas you made him watch for instilling that fear in him. He refuses to end up like the main characters of Twenty Five Twenty One.

“Okay, I’m ready,” you announce, cutting his inner pity monologue short, and he jumps slightly in surprise. You hide a smile. “Do you need to rewatch it or do you still remember the dance?”

“Of course I remember it, I’m a professional.” He grins at you, flashing double peace signs, and you laugh, bringing up the song on Spotify and toggling with the timebar until it is paused a little earlier than when the challenge music should start.

“Alright, genius, let’s start the practice recording then.”

After making one final adjustment to the camera angle, you tap the record button on his phone and click the play button for the song. You quickly step back into the frame next to your best friend, getting into the correct position. When the song reaches the starting point of the dance challenge, you move along with it, and Jisung matches up perfectly.

“Wait, hold on,” Jisung calls out a few moments later, stopping his movements and you follow suit. Turning towards you, he puts his arms up to perform as he says, “This one part, you cross your arms first in an X, and then put your hands up, and swing your left arm and snap.”

“Oh, gotcha, so like this?” Facing him, you mimic his movements slowly. As you go through each step, Jisung forces himself to shuffle forward slightly. He’s petrified, too nervous to even take a proper step forward.

This is the perfect opportunity for him to just lean forward and kiss you. He inches forward, heart palpitating erratically, and he’s so, so close, only a few centimeters more. He’s so close he can count every eyelash framing your pretty eyes and see the faint scar on your cheek you got when you tried to bike downhill when the two of you were in first grade and ended up careening into a bush when you couldn’t stop (He cried so hard when he saw you scratched up, and you were the one who had to console him until your mom came out running, instead of the other way around). The butterflies multiply exponentially with every second, and he finally gets his arms to move. He begins to reach out to cup your face when you suddenly look up, beaming at him.

Startled, Jisung flails back, eyes widening and arms flapping, as you exclaim, “There! That’s how it went, right?”

“Oh! Uh, yes, that’s, um... almost right!” he blurts out, completely unsure if that’s even correct. He hurries to reach out and holds your hands loosely before positioning them. “It should go like this, and then this.”

With a start, he belatedly realizes that the two of you are now holding hands, and he drops yours quicker than lightning. He clears his throat awkwardly, taking another step back. Challenge Attempt #1 was a complete failure, but it’s a good thing you didn’t notice. Or at least, he doesn’t think you did because you didn’t do anything heart shattering, like recoil from him and consequently break his heart into smithereens.

“Yeah, so like that,” he finishes lamely. You nod slowly, copying the motions several times before giving it one final resolute nod. “Okay, got it. Let’s try this again.”

You click back to the beginning of the song first then press play and quickly move back to your spot next to your best friend. Repositioning your arms into the starting pose, you wait patiently for the song’s starting point in the challenge. When that familiar melody hits, you immediately begin the dance, and Jisung syncs up with you as well. You get a little farther in the dance this time before one of the arm movements trips you up slightly.

“Ah, sorry, I think I need to rewatch them doing this part some more.”

Your best friend hums in acknowledgment, sitting down on the edge of his bed. “What if you do the dance by yourself first a couple of times and I can spot you?”

You nod in agreement. “Sounds good.”

Jisung very quickly learns that while it may be a good idea for you, it wasn’t a good idea for him. Now that he isn’t dancing and therefore, not concentrating on nailing each move, he’s left alone with his thoughts, specifically one alarming thought in which he might be the first one in his friend group to chicken out of completing the challenge. He’ll never be able to live that down.

“Hey, are you even paying attention to me?” You pout, stopping mid-dance, and his head snaps up, his eyes zeroing in on you once more and his back straightening up immediately.

“Yeah, always… Wait, I mean—! Yes, you’re doing great so far, keep going.” He gives you two very enthusiastic thumbs up, and you beam at him. He inaudibly lets out a sigh of relief, slouching back in his seat when you return your gaze to the laptop.

Heart pounding, you quickly turn your face away from your best friend even more and hope Jisung doesn’t notice how flustered you became. Cheeks burning, you try to focus on the dance video playing in front of you, copying the movements in a smaller scale over and over until they transition into the next move much more smoothly and you feel more comfortable with them.

“Alright, I got it this time,” you declare before taking a few steps towards your best friend and grabbing his hand. “Let’s try it out again!”

You tug him forward from his seat into a standing position, but it seems like you underestimated your strength because he stumbles forward from the momentum and you bump back against his desk. Your best friend manages to catch himself before falling onto you, hands landing on either side of you on the table surface. Your faces are yet again millimeters from each other, and if you tilt your head up just the slightest, you can press your lips against his.

It feels like time is at a standstill, and the two of you don’t dare to breathe for a few seconds, frozen in place. Jisung catches the way your eyes dart down to his lips for a split second, and he gulps, mind going into overdrive and heart racing faster than the speed of light. When he finally regains control over his limbs, he practically launches himself away from you or else, he is one hundred percent sure he’s going to suffer from a heart attack if he continues to remain that close in proximity to you.

“Oops, my bad,” you shrug, hiding a mischievous smile. If Jisung wasn’t so focused on calming his heart down, he might have thought you did that on purpose. But thinking that would just increase his heart rate again, and that’s the exact opposite of what he wants right now. He swears you’re going to be the death of him one of these days.

“Shall we start the dance now?”

“Um, y-yeah, let’s,” Jisung manages to stammer out, turning away from you and staring straight at the phone which miraculously withstood the incident seconds earlier, still balancing against the soft plushie. He focuses on the image of you and him on the screen and wonders if any of his followers will think the two of you are a couple when he’ll post this video on his account later this week. He hopes they do. But god forbid, they start shipping you with one of his friends instead (Side Note: Donghyuck was not very happy when he discovered there were people out there shipping his girlfriend with Jaemin).

The two of you start the dance on cue, going through the movements in sync with each other. When you recognize the song nearing the end of the challenge, you almost let out a pre-celebratory yell, but quickly stop yourself in time because you do not want to redo this entire dance for the nth time. At last, you complete the last move and then throw your arms up in celebrating, squealing in excitement.

You engage in a quick victory dance, and Jisung laughs, fondly watching you before your eyes land on him, and you grab his hands for the second time today (not that he was counting) and pull him around in a circle.

“Guys, gals, and non-binary pals, I have officially filmed my first TikTok challenge,” you announce happily to the camera, finally ending your happy dance and continuing to swing your and his interlocked hands instead.

“Congrats on your upcoming TikTok debut.” Jisung swallows hard before mustering up the courage to tug you closer and wrap his arms around your waist. The butterflies in his stomach erupt into a whole stampeding zoo, and his palms start to grow sweaty. This is it. This is literally his last chance to complete the challenge today or else, he’s going to be thinking about this for the rest of his life and kicking himself over it.

“Thanks, Sungie.”

Slipping your arms around his neck and interlocking your fingers, you proudly beam at him, eyes sparkling and he grins back at you, the all too familiar blush creeping back onto his face. Time slows down once more as he inches forward to close the distance. He sees the pretty gold flecks in your irises and wonders if you’re also hyper aware of every little detail of his now too, and oh god, what if his breath smells? Is there food stuck in his teeth? He should’ve brushed his teeth before this, and—

He can’t do it.

Jisung awkwardly pulls away and chickens out for the second time today, mentally beating himself up already. He misses the look of disappointment that flashes over your features as he mutters something about needing to end the recording now before your phone battery dies and also wanting to crawl into a hole to curl up in the fetal position for the next three hundred years or up until he leaves this god forsaken earth, whichever comes first.

“Huh, I guess my intel was wrong.”

Your best friend halts, finger hovering over the recording button. “What?”

“I mean, I could’ve sworn you were gonna kiss me at least twice,” you say casually, and your best friend almost chokes. He whirls around in his spot, eyes becoming saucers, and an amused smile flits across your face at his reaction.

“W-what are you talking about? You noticed?” he splutters. His eyes grow even wider and he slaps his hand across his mouth when the second question accidentally slips out, and your smile grows even bigger at his indirect confession.

“So you were trying to kiss me.”

“I mean—I—I just—!” Stammering, your best friend flails his arms around in a panic as he babbles on. Giggling, you silently decide that you’ve teased him enough about this and should probably put him out of his misery. Slipping your hand into his, you tug him towards you and press your lips against his tenderly, and he shuts up immediately.

Eyes fluttering open, you pull away with a triumphant smile as Jisung immediately covers his face, the bright cerise that stains his cheeks now peeking out between his fingers. “Oh my god, you just kissed me.”

You nod. “I did.”

Your best friend slowly pulls his hands away from his face, an absolute lovestruck expression painted across his face as he laughs in disbelief. You can see the stars in his eyes, and Jisung is almost positive there are little cupids circling around his head right now.

“Can you do that again?” he asks breathlessly with a mischievous smirk, and you inhale sharply, face warming up at his bold question. “W-What?”

“I mean, that was a pretty weak kiss,” your best friend continues, stepping forward and standing toe to toe with you as he grins at you, eyes curving into the prettiest moon crescents. “I thought you were a lot bolder than that, Y/N.”

“Please, at least I actually kissed you,” you retort, crossing your arms over your chest and rolling your eyes. “Don’t act like you weren’t just blushing and chickening out like ten seconds ag—mmph!”

Jisung captures your lips with his, his hands cradling your face delicately and your eyes flutter shut. It’s the perfect kiss: one that blows away all the butterflies and nerves and evokes the sense of comfort and home—the familiarity of your best friend, of Jisung and every single part of him that you adore. It steals your breath away, and your best friend admires the pretty galaxies all captured within your eyes when the two of you part.

“Now that was a real kiss,” Jisung proclaims as he waits for the stars in your eyes to dissipate. Your face heats up, and you have a very strong urge to wipe the smug smirk on his face off (maybe with another kiss). Scrunching your nose, you glower at him, sticking out your bottom lip, and resist the urge to stick your tongue out.

His smile softens, and Jisung nudges your hand gently before shyly interlocking his fingers with yours. “Should we celebrate your upcoming Tiktok debut and DoorDash some milkshakes and fries from McDonald’s?”

You brighten up instantaneously, squeezing his hand and cheering, “Yes! Wow, I should’ve done this earlier if I knew you’d buy me food. I never thought I’d see the day when you stopped being a freeloader.”

“Hey, I pay for things, too,” Jisung protests, lips jutting out into the cutest pout. He’ll admit that he uses your Hulu account and Amazon Prime, but he pays for Netflix. No, actually, scratch that. He shares Chenle’s email and password with you, so technically, he’s just the middleman and Chenle is the payer. But just give him a minute, and he’ll think of something he paid for. Ah, right, the two of you will be using his DoorDash account that he paid for. Well, it’s the free month long trial, but he digresses.

“Wait, what did you mean by ‘intel’ earlier?” Jisung furrows his eyebrows, tilting his head to the side. Giving him a sheepish grin, you fiddle with your necklace.

“Okay, don’t be upset, but turns out, Chenle and his girlfriend had an ongoing bet on us about who would kiss who first for the past few months.”

“What?”

“It was a hundred bucks, and she told me if I kissed you first, she’d win and split the money with me fifty-fifty.”

“So you were paid to kiss me?” Jisung looks simultaneously scandalized and somewhat impressed by your joint scheme.

“Technically, yes, but I was actually investing in our future because I’ll pay for our first date with this. I did this, so you can continue to be a parasite in this relationship,” you say convincingly, and he almost agrees until it registers in his mind that you called him something offensive and equivalent to a brain eating amoeba.

“I am not a parasite!”

“But I meant parasite affectionate, not parasite derogatory.” You pout at him, looking up at him through your pretty eyelashes, and his resolve crumbles instantly. He really is too whipped at this point. You got him wrapped around your finger, and there’s nothing he can do about it.

“Well, actually, if you think about it, Chenle is the one paying for the date then since it’s his money,” you muse aloud before your eyes widen. “Oh my god, does that mean we share a sugar daddy now?”

“You know what, you’re right. Maybe we can convince Dream: Worth It to sponsor our dates, too,” Jisung says, the gears in his head turning, and you agree. “As a broke college student, nothing is better than free food.”

“But first”—Jisung pulls out his phone—“I’m buying those milkshakes and fries. My treat.” He proudly puffs out his chest as he adds the items to his cart. “I’ll even splurge and add in the five dollar deal for twenty chicken nuggets.”

You laugh, leaning over and placing a soft kiss on the corner of his mouth, giddily smiling when his cheeks turn rosy. “So I get the cutest boyfriend in the universe and a whole free meal all in one afternoon? I think my heart just skipped a beat.”

“That’s so corny,” Jisung mumbles, but he can’t suppress the pleased smile that appears on his face when you give him another kiss for good measure. Ducking his head bashfully, he confesses in the softest, quietest voice:

“Mine did, too.”

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tytrack commented:

my baby 🥹🥹 jisung come visit my restaurant with your new gf anytime~ ❤️❤️

notanimpasta commented:

do you have a moment to talk about my bsf our lord and savior honeyfairy

honeyfairy replied: 🥺🥺🥺💗

pwarkjisung replied: Yes. Always

bigheadking replied: @ pwarkjisung bro is astronomically down bad

bigheadking commented:

@ notanimpasta YOU SNITCHED ????

notanimpasta replied: THERE WAS NO RULE AGAINST IT

bigheadking replied: you’re lucky you’re cute 😡

bigheadking commented:

just fell on my knees in target

notanimpasta replied: aw sweetheart you really did fall for me 🥺

pwarkjisung replied: @ notanimpasta this is kinda cute in a gross way but it’s not about me and the loml so i’m deleting your comment

honeyfairy replied: @ pwarkjisung i’m the love of your life? 🥺🥺🥺

pwarkjisung replied: @ honeyfairy maybe 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

bigheadking replied: @ notanimpasta guess it’s our cue to leave 🚪🚶🏻

rapperpunzel commented:

dear god if you’re gonna make me forever alone please stop showing me coupletoks amen 🧎🏻

jenojam commented:

congrats y/n and jisung~ 🥳

appletater commented:

wow the train tracks are looking super comfy

goofys.chuckle commented:

i work at target and saw some guy fall on his knees

sheepsh replied: @ goofys.chuckle can confirm. i was the cash register

bigheadking replied: @ goofys.chuckle can confirm. i was the guy who fell on his knees

marklyrawr replied: @ goofys.chuckle yo Alex from target is that you?? 🤨

goofys.chuckle replied: @ marklyrawr omg should i get you a mustache shirt, draw you an infinity sign tattoo, and play arctic monkeys

marklyrawr replied: @ goofys.chuckle ?????

goofys.chuckle replied: @ marklyrawr sorry i thought you’re in your 2014 justgirlythings tumblr era since you’re using refs from the stone age

donutkillmyvibe replied: @ marklyrawr i’m sorry babe he’s right 😭😭 i can’t defend your honor here 😔

showmethemonet replied: @ donutkillmyvibe NEVER ADMIT HE WHO MUST NOT BE TAGGED IS RIGHT !!!! NOW HE’S GONNA BRAG ABOUT IT TO ME ALL DAY 😫

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet it’s tough having a perfect bf who’s always right, isn’t it 😌

showmethemonet replied: @ goofys.chuckle ykw i’ll give it to you here, you’re right it’s very tough and that’s why i gotta break up with him 🤧

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet … i didn’t think this through. can i have a redo

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet angel why aren’t you replying anymore

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet hello ???

goofys.chuckle replied: @ showmethemonet pls pick up the phone, it’s your very lovable cute boyfriend calling 🥹💗

10vely commented:

this is so cute 🥰😘 lemme just 🤸🏻‍♂️🕳

jungjaeprince commented:

congrats jisung and y/n :)

peachyangel commented:

they grow up so fast 🥺🥺😭💘💗💓

itsmebetch replied: @ peachyangel stop i literally teared up over this like they’re so cute 😭😭

pwarkjisung replied: @ itsmebetch ik we are ☺️🤍

honeyfairy replied: @ itsmebetch you’re next ☺️🤍

itsmebetch replied: @ honeyfairy @ pwarkjisung STOP THE MATCHING EMOJIS TOO 🥺🥺 (also @ honeyfairy pls kindly be quiet ty love)

peachyangel replied: @ itsmebetch this is too cute im crying don’t touch me rn 🥹

nanaislove commented:

MY BABY IS ALL GROWN UP NOW 🥺🥺😭😭😭💐💓💗💘💕🌸🤍✨💞💕💝💖💓

letswonwon commented:

💙💙

marklyrawr commented:

ayoooo let’s gooo congrats dudes !!!

takoyaki_prince commented:

congrats jisung and y/n ! ! 🤪

moominjun commented:

this is so cute i’m gonna go take a nap on the highway now

appletater replied: @ moominjun i think i’ll join you 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

goofys.chuckle replied: @ moominjun @ appletater aw you two are planning a date together 🥺🥺

moominjun replied: @ goofys.chuckle i woke up and did not choose violence today but it’s never too late to change my decision

goofys.chuckle replied: @ moominjun 🚗💨💨

moominjun replied: @ goofys.chuckle i will haunt you

goofys.chuckle replied: @ moominjun i look forward to interviewing you on dream unsolved 😇

moominjun replied: @ goofys.chuckle 🤬🤬🤬🤬

sheepsh commented:

gotta watch out for selener

sungchannel commented:

so glad tomorrow isn’t promised

apado gwenchana god commented:

nice 😎👍🏻

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