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noona-clock · 4 years

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The Engineer

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,190

Don’t you just hate it when you’re walking along -- a completely innocent walk at your local park -- and a baseball whizzes by you, barely missing you? Like, it almost could’ve hit your head that’s how close it was.

Anyone would hate that, I think that’s a very fair statement to make.

Nobody ever wants to almost get hit by a baseball, especially in the head.

But I guess it was a good thing you almost got hit and didn’t actually get hit. That certainly would’ve been much, much worse.

Still, though. The sound of someone yelling ‘Watch out!’ and the sharp, breezy whoosh of a baseball flying right in front of your face was enough to make you freeze in your tracks, enough to make your heartbeat quicken -- after it stopped altogether, of course.

You let out a breath when you heard the ball land on the ground with a thud somewhere behind you, and you blinked a couple of times at the sound of footsteps thumping toward you.

“I’m so sorry,” a voice panted.

When you managed to turn your head to look at whoever it was apologizing for almost hitting you in the head with a baseball...

You hadn’t been expecting that.

You honestly weren’t sure what you had been expecting, but it certainly wasn’t that.

And, in this case, by ‘that’ you meant ‘him.’

A tall, broad-shouldered, somewhat baby-faced guy with the most concerned (and adorable) expression was approaching you, and you suddenly had no qualms with the fact you could’ve been knocked unconscious by his carelessness. And his baseball.

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, slowing his jog and taking more cautious steps to reach you. “Are you all right? It didn’t hit you, did it?”

“Mm?” you hummed. And then you immediately shook your head, a small grin tugging at the corners of your lips. “Oh, no. No, it didn’t hit me. I’m fine.”

You weren’t the only one who was fine in this situation...

But, obviously, you meant ‘fine’ in another way because this guy -- whoever he was -- was fine.

“You’re sure?” he asked, his brow still knit with worry.

“Yes,” you chuckled. “It just missed me.”

He let out a soft sigh of relief, and after spotting the baseball, hurried over to pick it up.

Now, it would be remiss of me not to point out that this kind of thing... didn’t really happen to you. Ever.

You didn’t just almost get knocked down by a baseball and then the person who threw said baseball turned out to be kind of incredibly cute every day. Not even every week. Or month! You weren’t the kind of person who just happened to meet good-looking people all the time.

Or ever.

And, for some reason, you didn’t want to let this guy grab his baseball and then just run away after apologizing one last time.

No. You weren’t going to let that happen. Not today.

Today, you were going to -- what did they say nowadays? You were going to take your shot? Make your shot? Not throw away your --

SHOOT your shot! That was it!

You were going to shoot your shot, and --

Oh, and now he was smiling awkwardly at you and turning to walk away and you had completely been too lost in thought to notice that he was about to leave so you blurted out, “That was a great throw!”

The guy paused, and his awkward smile became a bit more genuine. He relaxed a little, turning the baseball over in his hands and gently throwing it into his mitt.

“Oh, thanks,” he replied with a soft, bashful laugh.

And that soft, bashful laugh brought out the dimples in his cheeks, and you immediately knew you were a goner.

“I mean, if you were trying to aim for me, then it wasn’t a great throw. But you probably weren’t.”

“No, no, of course I wasn’t!”

“Then, yeah, it was a great throw,” you chuckled. “Do you, like, actually play?”

...Honestly, what kind of a question was that? Was your brain functioning properly right now?

“Not actually,” he answered. “Just a hobby, I guess. I would like to, but I don’t really have time.”

You almost let out a sigh of relief because he had, apparently, known what you meant.

“Well, you seem good enough to be a professional. I mean, not that I really know much about baseball, and I’ve literally just seen you throw one time, but it was super fast. That’s good, right?”

“Yeah, I guess,” he replied, his dimples getting even deeper as his smile grew wider. And then, despite the fact you basically sounded like a bumbling idiot, he took a step closer to you and held out his hand for a greeting handshake. “I’m, uh, Chanwoo. By the way.”

He had a name!

“Y/N,” you told him with a grin as you shook his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“You, too. But I’m sorry we met because I almost hit you in the head with a baseball.”

If that sentence had come from just about any other guy you’d ever met, it would’ve been a pick-up line. But, somehow, you knew Chanwoo hadn’t meant it like that. If he had, he had done a bang-up job of not making it seem like he had.

“Hey, it’s better than meeting because you did hit me in the head with a baseball,” you smirked.

“That... is very true,” Chanwoo replied as a soft blush tinged his cheeks.

Oh, god. His blush paired with his dimples made you want to reach out and pinch his cheeks so badly! How did someone so cute actually exist in this world and be standing right in front of you?

And how had you never seen him before?

“Are... are you new around here?” you asked, your brow gently knitting together in curiosity. You were sure you hadn’t seen him before; if you had, you definitely would’ve remembered him. He was too cute to forget!

“Ah, uh -- no,” he told you. “No, I... I actually grew up around here.”

Your brow furrowed more deeply.

“You did?” you asked with surprise. “So did I. What high school did you go to?”

When he answered that he had attended the same high school you did, you immediately asked him what year he graduated.

He told you.

And you almost screamed.

If your math wasn’t mistaken, he had entered high school after you had left.

So, it all made sense now. Now you knew why you didn’t recognize him. The two of you had gone to the same school, just not at the same time.

And now you felt like an absolute grandma.

“Oh,” you chuckled awkwardly. “Got it. I... I graduated a few years before.”

Chanwoo, surprisingly, did not look awkward. He actually smiled. “Do you know my friend Bobby? He graduated before me, too.”

Him you did know.

“Yes, I’ve heard of him.” But there was still a small problem. “He... graduated two years after me.”

So, Chanwoo’s older friend was still younger than you. Wow. Great.

If you hadn’t already felt uncomfortable, you sure would have after hearing that.

“Well,” you said brightly -- but the brightness sounded fake even to your own ears. “I should let you get back to practicing.”

“And I’ll let you get back to... whatever it was you were doing,” Chanwoo replied as he dipped his head into a nod.

You simply shot him a close-lipped smile before booking it outta there.

...Okay, you didn’t really book it. You just walked away. But on the inside -- emotionally and mentally -- you were booking it.

You felt like a complete fool. You’d been interested and flirting and he was so stinking cute... and you were quite a bit older than him.

I mean, not that an age difference is really a big deal. It was just strange and a little uncomfortable being on the upper end of that age difference.

Oh, well. You were older than him, but you weren’t that old. You still had plenty of time to find someone!

By the time you woke up the next morning, you had completely forgotten about...

What was his name?

See? You had forgotten all about him!

At least, you told yourself you had forgotten all about him. You couldn’t quite seem to get his attractive face and dimples out of your mind -- but you didn’t admit that to yourself.

You also didn’t go back to the park, instead choosing to take your walks around your neighborhood or on the treadmill in your basement. Neither option had as pretty scenery as the park, but you were trying to avoid seeing You Know Who in person. A more pleasant environment was just the sacrifice you had to make.

But then it started getting too hot outside to walk around your neighborhood, and while you could’ve bypassed the heat by walking early in the morning or later in the evening... you were just too lazy. It was enough for you to actually take a walk every single day! Plus, you were more of an Afternoon kind of person. Not an Early Bird or a Night Owl; your mind was the sharpest and you had the most energy for a few hours right after lunch, and since you did freelance work for your job, you were able to create your own schedule. Going for a nice walk around 2 PM every day was just your thing!

But, anyway. It was too hot to walk at 2 PM every day now, so you really had no choice but to trek down to your basement and walk on the treadmill while you watched a YouTube video or TV show.

It wasn’t your favorite thing to do, but you put up with it.

...That is, until your air conditioning system stopped working.

The whole point of exercising inside was because it was too hot outside. With your air conditioning broken, it really wasn’t any better. And your basement was the coolest part of the house!

This would absolutely not do. Not only could you not exercise in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside, you couldn’t do anything in a non-air conditioned house when it was blazing hot outside.

You couldn’t sleep, you couldn’t relax and watch television or read, you couldn’t sit at your laptop and work -- you couldn’t live!

So, you barely waited a couple of hours after discovering it wasn’t working to look up a local handyman or mechanic. The company you’d been loyal to since moving into this house a few years ago had changed owners, and you had not had a pleasant experience when one of the new technicians had come to install a new light fixture last month -- it was time for someone new.

Just as you were pulling up a web browser to search for nearby handyman companies, you remembered your neighbor’s air conditioner had broken not too long ago. You decided to go over and see if she recommended them, and when she did, you asked for their phone number so you could give them a call.

Once you got back to your (extremely uncomfortable) house, you immediately rang them up to see if they could send someone out as soon as possible.

“Hello, thank you for calling YG Mechanical, how can I help you?” a young lady greeted.

“Hi, yes, my air conditioning unit is no longer working, so I was hoping to get someone to come out and take a look,” you told her.

“Absolutely,” she said. “When is the best availability for you?”

“I’m home all day, so any time, really.”

“All right, let me take a look... Oh, it looks like we have a technician with some time later this afternoon. Would that work for you?”

“Yes, that would be perfect.” Thank god.

After you gave her your name, address, and phone number, she confirmed the time window and thanked you for calling.

You wanted to reply with ‘No, thank you’ because she couldn’t feel how miserable it was inside your house but it was miserable, and getting things fixed in just a few hours was more than you could ask for.

...Still, though, you would have to get through the next few hours of work.

When your doorbell finally -- finally! -- rang, you closed your laptop hurriedly and sprang from your desk chair to go answer it.

Of course, jogging to the front door would only make you feel even more disgusting after sitting in a house with no cool air for several hours, but you couldn’t wait any longer than was absolutely necessary to let the handyman in.

When you arrived at your front door, you took a few seconds to let out a sigh, pat off the small beads of sweat on your face, and then you unlocked and opened it.

Your mouth opened to greet your savior -- whomever it was -- but when your eyes landed on the person standing on your doorstep...

It was Chanwoo.

Part 2

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luving-hanni · 3 years

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Caught

Ask: can u write something were Junhoe (ikon) has a younger sibling and he catches them making out with Chanwoo? Ty Paring: Junhoe’s yonger sibling (reader) x Chanwoo Genre: Suggestive fluff??? Warning: kissing Word Count: idk 1k? Comments: I think this ask has been sitting in the inbox for over a year. Both of us haven’t really been active on this account, but we’re happy to have it for when we are motivated. ALSO this is a gender neutral story :)

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Growing up, Junhoe and you were very close and you missed him all of the time when he was away in Seoul with his group. You’re so proud of your older brother for being so successful, but you missed him. He was so busy, but did his best to call home as often as he could.

Being the younger sibling did have its perks though. You knew all of his members and sometimes got to tag along on the world tours. Sometimes between comebacks, Junhoe would let you stay at the dorms for a weekend. It was so much fun having more brothers.

You friends would tease you and say “fall for your brother’s best friend.” Little did they know that you did. His name is Chanwoo. Your brother’s group’s maknae. Channie, as you liked to call him even though he was STILL older than you. During your stays at the dorm, you’d always have great conversations with him and he’s cute as heck.

The group finally had a holiday and junhoe and channie were going to come home for the week off. Chanwoo’s family liked too far away and your family didn’t mind if he came home. You were so excited that your crush will be living at your house for a whole week.

The week went smoothly. You got to spent a lot of time with both of them and it was amazing. It was like having TWO older brothers to hang out. They’d let you win playing video games, made sure no one hurt you when you went out, drove you around in the middle of the night to get snacks and even let you teach them a new skincare routine. You tried your best to hid your feelings around junhoe since,.. he’s your brother. But you knew that he probably knew that you had a crush on Chanwoo.

It was the last last night together with an extra bother. Chanwoo asked if you could bring him some snacks in his room. Of course you obeyed because you’re a great hostess. Junhoe went into his room, but didn’t enter his room fully. He knew something was up.

You brought the snacks to Channie’s room and he patted the space next to him on bed. Nervously you climbed on. He took a breath, he was visible nervous, “it’s been a great week. Thank you for letting me stay in your home” he began to trail off and lost eye contact with you. You opened your mouth to say something, but chanwoo beat you too it, “I just wanted to tell you... uhhh” he trailed off again.

“You can tell me anything,” you replied back in attempt to comfort him, not knowing exactly where this was going to go. Chanwoo took a deep breath “ikindalikeyoubutyourmymemersyoungersistersoitskindaweird,” he said in one breath. You brain was still processing but you subconsciously scooted closer to him.

He took this as a sign to take a leap of faith and pressed his lips against yours. They were soft. It did catch you off guard, but after a split second of processing of what was happening, you relaxed. He also calmed down since he realized you also had feelings towards him. After a moment, you pulled away and he let you go to your room to do homework or something.

Junhoe heard you shuffling to leave Chanwoo’s room and went to lay on bed to act like he was there the whole time and didin’t hear what he thought he heard. You passed Junhoe’s room and went into grab his trash to take out. Junhoe raised an eyebrow “since when are you being helpful?” he chuckled and tried to act like he didn’t know anything. “Mom said I should be extra good since we have a guest,” and he couldn’t argue that.

Later that day, Junhoe came into your room to thank you for being a great younger sibling. “I know it might be weird to have me bring home one of my members, but you made him feel at home. Let me know when you want to come to dorms again, but I hope you don’t fall for any them. You know, that’s not allowed in our contract,” he sighed. He missed having friends of the preferred gender and all. He has expressed this before.

You nodded and wondered if he knew about what happened earlier. He left your room without saying anything else. You spent the rest of the night hanging out and texting channie for a room away, not even acknowledging what happened.

The next morning, channie invites you into his room again. You thought it was going to be awkward, but he just wanted to thank you for being welcoming and all. You wandered over the mirror and he came up behind you. You turned around and reached up to meet his face. Darn he’s cute. Again you softly began to make out.

Neither one of you heard your older brother’s footsteps approach the room. He cleared his voice and the two of you snapped away so quickly. Both of your faces turned a bright shade of pink. Junhoe shakes his head a you and whispers under his breath to Chan “don’t you dare hurt (insert your preferred pronouns please).”

You travelled back with them to the dorms. The trip back wasn’t too awkard since the entire family was there. You helped get their stuff back into the dorms and hugged your brother good bye. You welcomed the other members back and Bobby excitedly said you need to stay over soon. When you got to say good bye to Chanwoo, he winked and said “I’ll have to convince your brother to let me go home with him more often,” and you chuckled.

After leaving the dorms, your phone dinged. It was from Junhoe:

I knew there was something between the two of you. I don’t mind, but please don’t let management find out. Our dating ban is over in about a year. Please. I love you and my group, but please please be careful. I would hate to see something happen between my favorite people <3

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kz-i-co · 5 years

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Trial & Error

Request: "Can you do a smut of chanwoo. Bestfriend type. Please"

Pairing: Jung Chanwoo/Reader

Genre: smut/fluff

Words: 2.8k

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"No no no hell no." You shook your head.

"It's the best opportunity, we only have 2 weeks until we begin university life. You guys are going to be separated."

"I don't care." You declined. "We are only friends."

"You never even thought about it? Not even once."

"I'm not listening." You left the rack of clothes you were searching through and wandered farther back into the store.

"Come on (Y/N). College boys are experienced, if they find out you're a virgin they might get scared off."

"You guys are unbelievable." You shook your head more.

"Well, we can ask my brother."

"Ew. Stop." You tried to stop your friends.

"You need it."

"You'll love it."

"It's just sex." You put a stop to the nonsense.

"Something a virgin would say."

"You guys are assholes. You think I choose to be single? Like you said we only have two weeks until college, why get involved with a relationship that might end before it even starts."

"That's why we suggested Chanwoo. Just a quickie and then you are all set."

"Once again. Just friends."

"That's insane. How can you be only friends with an attractive guy like him?"

You just shrugged.

"Besides, doing it with him means no strings. You're in and out. So easy."

"He's a guy, just explain the situation and he will totally be cool with it." Both your friends were attacking you.

"It's weird."

"No it's not......your first contender should be someone you trust and Chanwoo is perfect."

"Yeah because I'm going to go right up to him and just say 'can you please have sex with me so I can lose my virginity'."

"Yes. And make sure you're wearing these." Your friend held up so raunchy panties.

"Hey (Y/N). I thought you were packing?" You stared at him blankly not believing your friends had sucked you into it. You couldn't help it, you just wanted it so bad.

He waved his hand in front of you to draw back your attention. "Oh um. I don't have much stuff. What about you?"

"Haven't started yet." He smiled.

He was your friend, what were you doing? You never even thought about it. Who were you kidding. You're friends were right. He was beyond attractive and it was crazy how you never imagined before what it would be like but here you were drooling over his looks as he let you inside.

"You okay?" He laughed.

"Are your parents home?"

"No why?" He arched his eyebrows in confusion.

You ran past him upstairs and into his bedroom. You looked through his bedside drawers and noticed the box of condoms you were looking for. You bit your lip in frustration. What the hell now?

"Um (Y/N) I sense you have something on your mind." He looked at you amused.

You threw the condoms back in the drawer and shut it quickly. "Are you dating anyone?"

"Not at the moment." His warm smile affecting your heart when it hadn't before.

"Look, you're probably going to think I'm crazy, or maybe you already think I am...ha ha." You we're being beyond awkward but Chanwoo was too genuine to notice.

Oh god he's staring into my soul. How do I tell him? He probably won't be my friend anymore.

"Spit it out."

"Oh no."

"What is it?" He rushed you.

"Will you please have sex with me?" You covered your face quickly with your hands not wanting to see his reaction. "I Can't believe I actually said it. I'm sorry, I don't know what has gotten over me. My friends are pressuring me about it and I don't even know why it bothered me. I'll go." You we're a rambling mess.

As you tried to pass him he grabbed your arm stopping you. "Wait a second. What is this about?"

"I'm sorry. This was dumb....okay bye." He stopped you again. "My friends said I shouldn't go to college as a virgin because it will scare guys away."

"You're a virgin?" He seemed surprised. "What about Himchan?"

"We broke up before we gotten that far."

"You really want to just lose your virginity, just like that?"

"Well, I want to do it with someone I trust and...." You awkwardly pointed to him. "You're the only guy in my life that seems decent."

He pursued his lips. "Ahh, this is weird. Let's just pretend I never came over."

He shut the door. "By the way. Guys won't get scared if you're a virgin. If anything they will think it's cute."

"Oh god." You whined. "I'm doomed."

"I never knew you guys cared so much."

"You kidding. It's all my friends talk about while I just sit there awkwardly because I clearly can't join in their conversation."

"We have 2 hours until my mom gets home."

"Wait what? You're going to do it?"

"I don't want to see you sleeping with some pervert who doesn't give a shit about you.......And you're suffering clearly." He laughed.

"Thank you....wait....will this change things between us?" You asked.

"I don't know."

"Okay." You nodded.

"Um...so are you like in the mood or...."

"You really haven't done this before." He laughed some more as he shut his window.

"Can you at least show me some sympathy. I'm dying inside."

"You need to relax."

You nodded as he stepped closer to you casing you to lean against his desk. "Just close your eyes."

You did what he said and you felt him gently kiss your neck causing butterflies already. You shivered as you felt him suck the surface so fragilely. He had his hands placed comfortably on your hips until one started moving up under your shirt. His warm hand leaving goosebumps.

You kept your eyes shut not knowing where he would go next. You were so inexperienced every touch was an exciting thrill of different emotions you didn't know how to control. He peppered soft kisses up your jawline until they made its way to your lips softly. His lips were warm but a bit chapped but the thrill was all the same.

"You alright?" He asked you pulling away suddenly.

"Hmmhmm." You couldn't even speak and you kept your eyes closed. You felt like your head was still floating.

"You can do stuff too." He said causing you to finally open your eyes. "Or like you said, get me in the mood."

His smile was too much for you. You blushed knowing exactly what he meant. "Don't be nervous." He grabbed your hand letting you touch down his torso.

"You don't think this is weird?"

"Well at first, since we were friends since the third grade but we're adults now, we can have fun together whatever it is and we both trust each other and care about each other."

"And this changes nothing. I don't want things being awkward after."

"They won't be." He looked at you sweetly.

You nodded and let him get back to work but gently kissing down your neck first. You felt up his abs afraid to go any lower. He sensed you were still nervous and leaned up kissing your lips once again. He lifted up your shirt, taking it off and immediately began to kiss all along your collar bone.

He grabbed your hand not breaking contact and started moving your hand towards his jeans buckle. You helped him pull the leather out of It's hold and began working on his zipper. You gulped just getting closer to the danger zone.

He laughed pulling away.

"Please don't laugh at me. I have no idea what I'm doing."

"Nothing. You're just cute." You rolled your eyes. "It's a good thing." He blushed.

"You want to take this to the bed?" He asked.

You nodded and leaned off the desk making your way to his nice comfortable mattress.

"We'll put the blanket over us so you don't have to see anything." You knew you were being crazy nervous but you actually kind of wanted to see.

"Don't you think we'll get too hot?"

He hit the switch to his ceiling fan. "Maybe you'll be more comfortable by then."

You took a deep breath as you lied down. "I'll relax you first."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Just shut up and trust me." He said as he got closer to you, hovering over you with the blanket covering you both. He worked his way from your lips all the way down to your belly button with sweet and passionate kisses.

He started tugging on your shorts pulling them down your legs, along with your vulgar panties that did him no justice.

"Woah." You whispered as he started kissing up your inner thigh. You knew what he was gonna do and you felt the adrenaline pushing through. Like you were at the top of a roller coaster waiting for the drop to finally happen.

You felt his breath over your sensitive area and you were actually okay now that you couldn't see him from the blockage of the duvet. You whined as he went in, causing a satisfying yet unusual feeling.

You couldn't help but gyrate your hips in motion as he pleasured you that he had to pin you down with his hands.

"Fff." You has no choice but to be vocal. It was all too much to handle. You bite your lip as you felt his fingers started thrusting inside you.

"Shit." You moaned. You felt a craze sensation building up until it had you feeling paralyzed. He pulled away and started kissing up your torso once again until he kissed back to your neck.

"You okay." He saw the paleness in your face.

"Um yeah." You relaxed. "That was amazing." You blushed not wanting to admit it but that's the only thing you can think of. It was.

You saw him lean back and started taking off his jeans. You could see the bulge within his boxers causing butterflies once again.

He tugged off his shirt as well and began to hover over you. He kissed you sweetly as he grabbed your hand once again, guiding it to his waist. This was it, it was your turn to return the favor. He did it with no sweat now you had to show you were just as into this as him. It was your idea to begin with, you needed to stop being so nervous.

You moved your hand along his member on the outside of his boxers slowly. You had never even came close to feeling one before. It was weird but exciting. You began to move your hand back and fourth slowly and you can tell he was feeling affected. You wanted more and you knew he wanted more. You pushed his lose fabric down and slowly grabbed his hard member. You began pumping him at a steady pace letting the juices lubricate. He pulled away and began breathing down your neck feeling the pleasure rising.

"Wait." He stopped you. "Are you ready?"

You just nodded innocently and he began searching for a condom that you saw earlier. You watched him put it on, causing more butterflies.

"This will hurt at first but it will be fine."

You nodded once again understanding. "Just let me know if you can't handle the pain. I'll go slow."

You let him kiss you one more time before you felt him slowly enter you. He was right the pain was something else. Not enjoyable you might say.

He didn't go full it but instead thrusting it slowly just to let you adjust. Your eyes watered from the sensation. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I liked the other thing better."

He smiled knowing exactly what you meant.

Once he read your body he looked up once again asking. "Does it still hurt?"

"Just a little. It's getting better." You relaxed more as the pleasure was slowing started to overcome the pain.

"Okay. Go faster." You said once the pain was finally gone.

He nodded and began to move against you at a much quicker pace. Now that you got the hard parts out of the way you both actually enjoyed it. He leaned down kissing your neck once again and began working on your chest. He moved your bra up and out of the way and began sucking on your left nipple.

You couldn't help but moan as so many different feelings washed over your body. You leaned your head back farther into the pillows feeling the ecstasy. You were just happy no one was around from all the noises coming from the room. The creak in his bed bring back old memories.

"Fuck." You whined as you felt that feeling build up once again, but this time it was stronger. This time you felt your toes go numb and almost like electricity travel up your body.

You felt extra sensitive from him still working against you. "Almost there." He breathed out seeing you weak.

His pace worked its way down as you finally felt him jerk inside. He moved to the side of you feeling exhausted. You kicked off the blanket feeling too warm, not even caring you were fully exposed. He threw away the used condom as he sat up and pulled on his boxers once again.

"Um...you can shower if you want. The first time is usually pretty gross."

You sat up next to him. "What about you?"

"I can wait."

"Okay." You grabbed your stuff covering your body as you made your way to the bathroom.

Chanwoo uncovered the bed as you began your shower. The mess you made was unpleasant and needed it to be washed.

Once you were fully dressed in your clothes you combed your fingers through your wet hair, trying to tame it a little.

"I'll meet you downstairs. Help yourself to anything in the fridge." He sweetly said and walked into the bathroom.

It wasn't long you had to wait. Ten minutes top and all you did was help yourself to a soda and ice pop.

He enter the kitchen looking fine as hell as he was freshly showered.

"So um." You tried to make conversation. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

You quickly turned around to hide your blush as you threw your wrapper in the garbage.

"You're going to SU right?" He asked.

"Yeah." You leaned against the counter looking at him again.

"I'm going to YU."

"Really?" You asked. "We'll only be a few blocks apart."

"We should do something before we go."

"Like what?" You shrugged.

"I don't know. Go to the beach. Amusement park."

"Sure." You smiled while biting your lip.

He leaned on the counter next to you and gently pushed you. You pushed him back like the good old days. He looked at you warmly until his eyes wandered down to your neck.

His face dropped. "I'm sorry about that."

"Oh...that's okay. I can cover it with makeup."

"It didn't hurt did it?" He leaned in closer looking at your neck more precisely.

"No." Once he leaned up he brought his lips to yours softly. It didn't take you long to respond and he had you up sitting on the counter as he made his way more comfortable between your legs. You grabbed the collar of his shirt as he deepened the kiss.

"Shall we go back upstairs?" He said causing you to smack his chest.

"I'm sore." You forced him to lean down to kiss you once again.

You heard the front door open causing you to be alert but he didn't stop kissing you. You moaned and pushed him away quickly hopping off the counter.

"Hey you two." His mother smiled at you sweetly as she put groceries on the kitchen table.

"What are you kids up to?" She continued to ask and you quickly covered your hickies with your hair.

"Exercising."

You sucked in your lips nervously as you elbowed his side, stunned he just said that.

"Oh (Y/N), give these to your mother please." She handed you a basket of cookies.

"Would love to." You smiled.

"What kind of exercises? I'm always trying to get him to do yoga with me."

As Chanwoo was about to open his mouth you cut him off quickly. "Just a quick jog around the block."

"It was nice seeing you Mrs. Jung." You bowed before running out the door.

"Wait (Y/N)." Chanwoo followed you.

"You. You are such a dumbass."

"Sorry, it's the first thing to pop into my head." He laughed.

You rolled your eyes playfully.

"So beach tomorrow?" He smiled.

"Fine." You smiled back.

"It's a date." He turned back heading inside.

Does this mean you're more then friends now? You didn't want things to change with your friendship but now you were glad they were. Your friends were right.

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ikonislife · 6 years

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Cold No Longer.

- Chanwoo x Reader

- New year drabble

- Continuation of Cold.

Cr. Ikonis

Part 1: Cold

A full 2 years it has been since you last wander the streets of this quaint city, a full 2 years since you had seen him. In the long 730 days since you left, it had dawned upon you that the familiarities, the craving ignited in your heart to once again see the same shops lining the street and the old friendly faces, the nostalgia could easily be solve with a packed duffle bag and a train ticket. Never once did the enticing calls of the past had won, not even as you nurse the 3rd glass of wine, letting yourself wallowed in loneliness as the world in front of your eyes blurred from tears as your would be anniversary ticked by.

Partially because this place had always been bittersweet in your mind from the many lessons it provided in your the short period of time you since your existence on this Earth... Partially because it reminds you of him.

You know showing up to the place you once called home meant risking running into the person you both despise and love, wanting nothing more than to avoid till the day the Earth die but also needing, craving for just a glimpse to sooth your healing heart at the same time. So it’s as good a time as any to take utilize your holiday days off to once again roam this old haunt. At the very lease shall heartbreaks happen, the plentiful holiday decoration will soften the blow...

You had heard a year later from an old friend that Chanwoo had moved, graduated college and no longer the baby face freshman that was your boyfriend. He had gotten accepted into a fancy university and on track to become the man you always knew he could be had he not fallen into the wrong crowd in high school.

Yet funny enough, if he had been excelling academically, that would meant he would never needed your tutoring service and so your amazing relationship, albeit the painful parting, would’ve never came to be. You remember exactly the moment your breath was taken away by that cheeky grin and bright, big doe eyes of his as he sauntered into the tutor center as if he’s king of the damn place.

Such a simple decision in life, volunteering at your old high school to gain work experience, a simple decision that altered the course of your life so greatly. A soft sigh leaves your lips, eyes twinkle with the neon sign of that old coffee shop that used to get your heart hammered every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The money spent on coffee here nearly as much as your paycheck due to the sheer fact that the both of you had spent more time chatting afterward than the lesson itself. He offered to pay for it always but you couldn’t do that, not when you had thought this was nothing more than a dumb crush that would go nowhere. Little did you know, life had other plan.

In the two weeks spent in this old town, you had seen nearly everyone from friend to foe alike, and every old haunts you had missed. Yet the single person you secretly, deep within your heart wanting, praying to the stars above and all that’s miraculous of the holiday season to meet has failed to appear.

All hope was shattered after one particularly cold snowy night, after a man, a bit older than Chanwoo you had only seen with a few times and from what you had heard, the person who had been there for him after you were gone, informed you of your heart’s desire whereabout. Him recognizing you honestly in itself is a miracle, not even your favorite professor had realized who you were let alone someone you met a handful of time.

“Y/n, right?” The man had spoke up, cramped in between the sea of people awaiting their coffee to shield away from the frigidness of the night.

“Yea... You’re Chanwoo’s friend.” The sweetest relieved smile broke out on his lips, no doubt fearing your unfamiliarity of him. You didn’t know for how long nor how much money the both of you had spent on coffee but none of that matter. You had the realest conversation with a human being in months and with someone you hadn’t even think of. You found out his name is Jinhwan, and like both Chanwoo and yourself, he too had up and left this town so long ago but never could stay away.

“Me and the kid come back every chance we get. We both really appreciate the hospitality and warmth that comes from small town, you know. the big city, it sucks the life out of you sometimes. Chanwoo was suppose to be here already but big project came through. He’ll be back after the new year tho, if you’re around long enough.”

At the mention of Chanwoo, your eyes perked up with excitement, a small smile tugging at your lips even if you brain hadn’t realize. However, Jinhwan did and he took the chance.

“He still loves you, you know. Not so much lately but right after the break up, talked about you day an night. I got so sick of hearing your name at one point. He still got your picture in his room, just said it’s someone special to his heart whenever his friends ask.” His chuckle filled the air and in a way you were happy, happy to know that you weren’t just a bet after all even if it changes nothing. You and him just weren’t fated.

As your days spent grew longer than days remained, your heart anxious with regret that your wish won’t come true, your desire of seeing him one last time will be denied. You list of places has finally come to an end, the many lines of scribbles on your list crossed out and your heart fills with new memories of these places, all but one - the bridge.

You had considered crossing out the bridge, excluding it altogether on this mini adventure down memory lane of yours but your heart wouldn’t let you. It was too important, crucial player in your history that no matter what, you have to see it. And so you left the best for last as there was only 3 days left to this trip, your feet find their way back to the place where all the magic happened.

The last time you had seen it, the bridge was a bit more worn and drab, the path a bit darker, although the weather was much like today. As you draw your scarf closer, you question yourself if the management had really repainted it or it’s all a trick of mind to match the mood of your heart. After all, the last time you were here was the when your heart was shattered by the man you still love dearly.

As expected, even though the park filled with people awaiting the new year, not much traffic at this far side, a spot not many know about despite its perfect locale for watching the firework downtown... Well, not much traffic aside from a young man whom you hope would leave soon... You need your time alone with this place, to really soak in the reality of it all even though two whole years had past. With each step further onto the path that bear witness to the start and the end of your relationship, a strange sense of serenity mixing with anxiety filling your heart, flutter the wings of butterfly within your stomach, almost as if your heart anticipating the arrival of Chanwoo, as if he’d magically appear out of thin air to be with you this lonely new year eve.

Watch ticking 11:30, you wonder even with the new high rises blocking the distant horizon would you still be able to watch the fireworks as you did all those years ago under the warm embrace of Chanwoo. Funny how things had changed within a blink of an eye, one second you were just tutor and student, hoping for a better future than hanging about a useless bunch for a boy you barely knew. At that point you truly were just his ‘noona’, worrying about his potential even if it’s a bit comical taking into account the few years in between your ages. A goodbye dinner turned into weekly, then nearly daily, and before you had realized there was so much more behind the innocent of his lingering touches and sweet smiles. You doubted those charming grin and sweet words, the glances he’d exchanged with his friends and how never once he’d bothered introducing you to the group of boys. Yet that night when he had showed up with a bouquet of flower dressed in his best job interview outfit asking for a new year eve together, you just couldn’t say no.

It was adorable, the way he so shyly snaked his arm around your waist, tugging you closer under his giant coat. Keeping you warm he had said, you knew better but you were too far gone under the vice of the handsome boy to really do anything about it. Then as the countdown began, he uttered the sentence that forever intertwining yours and his fate together, “will you be my girlfriend”. By the time five had rang out in the distant from the excited crowd, you had nodded yes to the most mesmerizing smile you’ve seen from Chanwoo. As the fireworks lighted the night sky with its wonderment, your lips touched in a harmonious dance of new form love and anticipation of a new year.

Two years since you had last seen Chanwoo right on this bridge, so much memories and you had always hope at least some part of it was real. You couldn’t help but smile recalling the words of Jinhwan, how certain he was that your your present still very much prominent in Chanwoo’s heart. Yet in a way, it sadden you to see him still hanging onto the ghost of your past, unable to move on from the mistake of young age.

“He cut himself off from that group, did you know that? Not too long after you guys got together, Chanwoo said he wanted nothing to do with those troublesome kids, started to hang out around myself and the older boys more. All because he really did fell in love with you. ”

At least one good thing came out of all this heartbreak, you had always thought Chanwoo was so much better than those nonsensical kids loitering around the local businesses.

The river below coursing as strongly as you remembered, pitch black and seemingly sucking everything in its path. Leaning onto the railing you watch the many helicopters above buzzing about, covering news for the new year celebration. You mind floods with the good times spent here, the picnics, the kisses shared and unlike your prediction of pain, your body feel light, heart rather than aching, longing for future uncertain.

“I hope you’re well, wherever you are. Chanwoo.”

You couldn’t help but whisper his name, letting it linger in the air as it did so many times before except this time, he isn’t here to grace you with that cheeky smile of his or to pull you into his chest.

“Y/n?”

Or maybe he is? Were you so tired your mind thought up of the way your name sound so warm in his voice... No way. There was no one else on this bridge, just you and the young man in the black hoodie... Your eyes widen in shock, not really believing but not in disbelief either, just some sort of limbo dream state, not really to turn around when he calls out once more.

“Noona?”

Slowly but without any hesitation, you spin on your heels eyes closed fearing it all just a mirage of dream but there he stands, as real as the drumming of your heart, as handsome as you remember.

“Chanwoo...” His name once more slips from your lips, too dumbfounded to do anything else, you just call his name. Each and every time, he answers without fail.

“Yes, noona.”

“It’s really you.”

“I’m here.” With each replies, Chanwoo inches closer, cutting the gap in between your bodies until you could effortlessly poke his cheeks without much effort. A smile on his lips at your strange reaction, as if he had vanished and suddenly reappeared.

“But how, Jinhwan said you weren’t coming back till-”

“ After new year.” He cuts you off, “That was the plan but...”

“But?” With bated breath, you wholeheartedly anticipating his answers, praying it was you he’s here for.

“But I couldn’t miss our promise of being here every new year, to watch the firework...” His smile dulled, a bit of sadness tugging at the corner of his lips and he fights so hard to keep it from turning into a frown. For a split second, Chanwoo thought about lying, that his project had finished early instead of him pulling 3 all nighter in a row just to be here. You deserve better. He lied to you once and that cost him seemingly a whole life with you, he can’t make the same mistake, not again. “Sad, isn’t it... I still come here every year to think about old time. Even though you’re probably off somewhere better.” His gaze no longer on you, facing away, forlorn into the distant before his head hangs low. “Probably happier with someone else.”

For a moment, it’s just silent. Chanwoo confession stunned you, shocking your shivering heart back into the warmth of sunlight but before you could say anything, he faces you once more.

“I couldn’t let go... I kept hoping I’ll see you, even if you’re here with someone else, at least I’ll know you’re happy.”

Somewhere far in the distant, you could hear the elated cheer of the crowd getting ready for the countdown. You look back to see Chanwoo had once again staring in the direction of the horizon, a soft smile on his lips even though his eyes still very much carry the weight of his mistake, of how much he hurt you.

“10″ The crowd calls out and you move closer beside the man you still love very much.

“9″ Finger intertwining tightly with his, and before Chanwoo even had time to process what was happening, you had pulled his arm around your body.

“8″ With more vigor this time, the crowd screams out but Chanwoo couldn’t hear anyone else aside from your voice calling for him. “Jung Chanwoo,”

“7″ With the brightest smile you could conjure up under the freezing wind that probably does a better job than botox for your skin, your hands cupping tightly around his no longer chubby cheeks.

“6″ “Will you be my boyfriend.”

“5″ Before your heart gives out, you place your lips on his with the best effort in not falling over tiptoeing to match his height. Chanwoo finally caught his breath only to lose it again under the spell your spinning, drowning him in all the fantasy of simply getting to kiss you one more time. Neither of you could really hear the rest of the countdown nor did you bother too much with trying. Chanwoo tighten the grasp around your teetering self, securing you in the bear hug you had craved for two years before deepening the kiss so much further. Neither does the liven scream of the crowd nor the vibrancy of the flowers of lights above could compare to the way his lips feel against yours, moulding so perfectly as if no time had past.

“Baby, I’ve missed you.” He murmurs softly against your lips, breath heavy as was yours but neither of you mind it. Chanwoo went back for second then third, ignoring that the many couples who had found their way to the bridge, overflow from the crowd had stopped sharing their new year kiss long ago and were now redirecting their attention toward your way. Whispers of how excessive you both were in holding out your kiss for so long, and whispers of perhaps you both had never kiss before fills the air. Chanwoo ignores them all as he holds you like he had never had the chance before, kiss you as if he will never get the chance again because for now, it’s just you and him lost in the moment.

Tomorrow come you’ll have to figure out the long distant relationship or maybe not so long, who know, you don’t even know where he lives now nor what he does for a living. All you know is you’re being kiss, by Jung Chanwoo, the man you had dreamed of for 730 days and no longer counting.

“Yes.”

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kpopfancommented · 2 years

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sayorikao · 2 years

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Um amor mortal por um imortal solarㅤㅤㅤDeuses do tempo: inevitável viagem no próprio tempo

Capas clean, Byungsik, Chanwoo

Autora: Sefairyz

Fanfic aqui

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ikonic-eve · 3 years

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TENDAE

WARNING:

This story contains of some smut scenes also fluffy cliches. By the way, I'm sorry for the grammars though xo. Wish this story entertain enough to you, let me know if you like it.

Pairings: Bobby x Readers

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

"Hiks...Hikss.."

Bobby glanced over you, who just cried next to him while you watching the whole drama in front of you. Bobby rolled over his eyes, but his lip can't avoid to made a horizontal C by your behavior. He then gave tissue bag to you, so you take it to clean up your snot that flooding over your nose and lips. You slightly wiping your tears even it keeps coming down because you still feel hurt by the drama you have watched right now.

For ten minutes, you and him didn't talking anymore and the drama has ended happily. You wiped your tears, and sighed after feel relieved to saw the ending.

"Look how swollen your eyes right now,"said Bobby to you.

"I know right,"you answered. You sighed again, then hugged your legs and leaned your head on your knee. You closed your eye, still can't get over the feeling you catched from the drama you've watched.

You didn't realized how Bobby watching you right now. Exactly, he just adoring you even your face swollen and red because crying. He staring at you with his amazed gaze, didn't feel bored anymore to see your face. He feel something strange inside his stomatch while he looking at your red face, made him smile spontaneusly. Bobby really enjoyed himself while he seeing your face.

Then you just opened your eyes.

Both your eyes met and locked instantly, and you felt the beats of your heart increased. You didn't know what happened, but you just love to see his eyes that still looking at you. You really love his eyes, that always give the smile whenever you see them. So you keep looking back, let yourself flowed by his peace sight.

But suddenly Bobby just look away.

Bobby stretched his body and yawned afterwards. He took the remote control, and turn off the TV. "Did you feel hungry?"

You nodded. "I wanna ramyun."

Bobby raised his eyebrow. "We already had it on breakfast."

"I don't care,"you said. "I only just want it, because nothing I want to eat right now."

"I don't think the eggs still available there."

"How much you cooked it last time?"

"Mmm.. about four?"

You grinned, when you realized that you and him really such as starving human since morning. "We ate three ramyun.".

"You ate it alone around two."

You smacked his bicep that shown because he just wore white sleeveless t-shirt. "I didn't."

"You did,"tease Bobby. He grinned.

You rolled your eyes. "No. You the last one who ate it."

"I just cleaned the rest,"said Bobby and smirked. "And what I mean the rest is little."

"Shut up,"you said while you lazily standing and streching your arm. You take your unravelly hair and tying it to make a bun. "Come on, let's cook. I'll take the kimchi—"

"Y/N,"suddenly Bobby calling your name. He looked at you seriously. "Are you on your period right now?"

"What?"

You frowned didn't understand what Bobby means, untill your eyes bigger as Bobby pointed out your back with his chin. You instantly touch your butt, and you looked over backward to make sure what's happen.

And you see the kind of red stuff underneath.

"Shit,"you cursed again. You tried to close your back, feel little bit embarassed. "I need to take a bath."

"Yeah, you do,"Bobby look so casual, didn't awkward at all after saw your period. He leaned his back on the couch, yawning again. "Is your pad still available?"

"I don't know. I'll check it out later."

You shake your head and running toward your room to clean up yourself. You hurrily take your clothes off, then go shower yourself. While you just cleaned up your thigh that covered by blood of menstruation, you started to nagging. Oh, so that's why you just got very sensitive since yesterday and your stomatch feels not good either.

How could you forget your schedule actually, Y/N?

After you done, you went out with your towel wrapped your body from breast to thigh. You opened your drawer whereas you placed your stocks of period stuff. But nothing was there. You started to panick, think that you just out of stock.

"Bobby!"

You shouted his name for several times, and he answered gratefully. He opened the door and raised his eyebrow surprisedly. He looked at you that half naked. "Oh, I didn't know that you—"

"My tampon is gone."

"Here,"suddenly Bobby gave the paperbag he brought from outside. "I still don't know which one your favorite but I think you used this?"

You grabbed the paperbag, took out the pack of tampons that Bobby brought. "Oh, God. Blessed to have you here!"

Bobby smile and nodded his head. He then leave you, closed the door to give you some privacy. You feel relieved, because he bought this stuff without any mind initiatively. When you already with your clothes you went out of your room.

"Bobby?"

No one answered.

You walked to family room but nobody was there so you turn back to kitchen. When you came, you could see the back of Bobby's was facing you. You could see his hand was busy to stirred the thing in the pan on the stove. You smiled then pulled the chair near him.

"You really such as boyfriend material,"you praised.

Bobby looked at you, then smile to show his bunny teeth. "Of course I am, lucky you to have me."

You just rolled over your eyes, regretted a little bit after praised your best friend. You just watched him stirring the ramyun, standing independently with one hand on his waist.

"It must be sad to think that someday you're gonna cooked for someone else,"randomly you said your thought.

Bobby sniffed. "Here we go, the drama line."

You laughed little when you heard his sarcasm. "But I'm serious. Who's the lucky girl gonna be later?"

"It's you,"answered Bobby.

You laughed again. "I am, earlier."

Here is. You always avoid the things you know what exactly Bobby meant to. You never give him such a certain response, because you knew how kinda playboy and flirty Bobby is. And you keep the 'play-safe' role just to avoid things you don't want to ruin.

Or maybe you just love him too much that you don't want to lose him because the thing people called relationship or dating stuff.

"The cooking is done!"

Bobby turned his body with a pot on his hand, walking hurrily to the dinning table and placed the pot onto it. You could see the smoke flied freely, and the smell was coming to your nose. Your stomatch had growling when you smell the ramyun, and you quickly take two empty bowls and chopsticks. Bobby sat in front of you, watching you put the ramyun in busily.

"Thanks,"said Bobby when you placed the bowl that filled with ramyun to him. You nodded, and started to eat yours quickly.

"Hmm.. I'm so fuckin hungry,"said you, while you slurping the noodle happily.

After you two finished, you brought the dishes to the sink. You put the plastic glove on your hand, and started to washing. Bobby opened the fridge to take cold mineral water, and poured it to his glass. He then gulped it down, and put the glass to the sink.

"You shouldn't washing right now. Your stomatch must be hurt right now."

You chuckled while you washing the last chopstick. "I'm just on period, not broke my hand, Bobby."

Bobby sighed. "Whatever, but I don't wanna hear any complains after this like everything suck like—"

"Ssshhh, shut up,"you cut his world and laughing because the fact Bobby spitted out is true. Bobby really know how bitchy and also cringey you are when you on period. You took the glove and then sighed happily. "Finally!"

Suddenly you grinned, when the cramp fulfilling your stomatch and your thigh. You touch your stomatch, and moaned. Bobby sighed, knew what happen right now. "I told you."

Before you replied him, Bobby suddenly held you and carried you in bridal-style. "Bobby!"

You just surprised by the way his act, but you hanging your hand on his neck just to make sure you're not gotta fallen. Bobby walked over to the room, close the door, and put you in the bed. You smiled, without let your hand over his neck. "Move."

You shaked your head, grab him tightly so he lost his balance and fell on you. "Y/N—"

You just laughing to see how funny his panicked face right now. Bobby then rolled over so he lying next to you. He then give you the death-glare. "You really—"

"Argh!"

You screamed when you feel the fingers tickling your stomatch, making you laughing so hard. You flinched, move in laughing, tried to hit Bobby. "Stop it! HAHAHAHAHAH! Stop! I'm dying! I'm gonna dying!"

Bobby still tickling you, made you almost die so then you tried to tickling him back but failed. "NO! I GIVE UP! 119 PLEASE!"

Bobby laughing after heard you said that, then he stopped his acted. You two are run of breath, lying calmly. Then you move your head to see him, and you smile.

"It's scared to see you smiled like this when you on period,"said Bobby. "What?"

"Nothing,"then you lied side to face him. You placed your head on his shoulder. You could smell his typical masculine scent upon his skin. It doesn't feel awkward literally yet you feel peace. Then you closed your eyes, calming your soul by his existence. You placed your hand over his chest, feel the hearbeat of his.

"It's beating,"you mumbled randomly.

"Is yours not?"asked Bobby. You chuckled with no reason, don't know why everything so funny right now.

"If the girls know what are we doing right now in my room, they must be mad at me."

"I don't care,"said Bobby shortly. "I think they must know."

"Yeah, if you wanna your best friend die on their hands."

"Haha, no way,"said Bobby as he rolled to you. Now your face was on his chest, you felt his hand on your waist gently. His chain on your head, that he could smell your favorite shampoo. Or maybe his favorite scent of your hair. "Nobody could touch my princess, nobody allowed."

You pinched his hip, make him moaning in awe because it's painful. "It's hurt, Y/N."

You giggled, moved backward so now his position is behind you. You yawning, feel sleepy because you full by the ramyun you ate. You started to close your eyes again, bend your leg to lessed the pain of your stomatch.

"Is it hurt?"

"It's almost hundred time you ask the same question actually."

Bobby called your name with his low voice, made you feel strange but happy at the same time. "I know this is random, but doesn't it strange to have it in yours when you on period?"

"What do you mean by 'it'?"

"Tampon."

"For the first time I used that, I feel like I'm gonna die. It's strange to have a thing in my body for 24 hours. It's stressed me out."

"Why don't you just use pad?"

"It's more frustating. It's harder for me to cleaned it after I used. As I tried tampon, I found it's more efficient for me."

"I don't know why but I regretted to asked you this. I shouldn't know that,"said Bobby, sighed on your head. You lifted your head, look at Bobby under his chin.

"Are you disgusted?"

"No, I'm not. I just can't imagine how hurt it is, but I can't do nothing about it to endure your pain."

"Bobby,"you turn your head so you could see his face in few centimeters. "Why don't you get me pregnant?"

"What?"

You smirked. You really love to tease him, because it's funny to see how surprised he is everytime you said the things like this. "I'm so done to feel this hurt once a month."

His hand was on your waist, then petting your stomatch gently so you feel a little bit good. You feel there is something flying in your stomatch, not sure it caused by cramp or not. You never understand what happen to yourself, or even know what kind of friendship you two had.

Bobby smiled softly while his hand busy petting your stomatch, try to endured the pain you had. Bobby really love this position, because he feel like you already his. He already know what the feeling he had back then but he never try to step forward or make it clear. He just scared that you're gonna rejected him, and you leave him after that.

Someone ever said, you could never being friend forever to opponent sex.

Maybe that's right.

Even Bobby never trying to said his feeling because he really know what are you thinking about him. You always said him such as playboy even fuckboy because Bobby always surrounded by the girls. Bobby really famous when it comes to the girls and there is many girls he dating for. But never long lasting, it always end up when the relationship just 2 days age. Or a week.

So Bobby keep it safe.

Being your best friend. Thanks to destiny that make you and Bobby being friend since childhood because you two are neighbourhood.

"What are we?"

Bobby always asking that question to you, everytime both of you spend the time together like this.

"What's more than best friend?"

You always clearly showed the line, to give him some realization. You and him always do the couple stuff together like cuddle, hugging, etc. But you don't want to involve feelings here because you scared to get hurt by him. So you dcided to being such denial.

"Bobby,"you called him, to make sure he's not sleeping yet. "Is Jennie birthday on sunday?"

"Yes,"replied Bobby, still petting your stomatch. "It's on X ballroom hotel."

"I heard you're gonna perform there?"

"How do you know?"

"Chanwoo said to me earlier,"you grinned.

"That's bastard,"said Bobby. You laughing as you heard him cursed.

"I'll coming."

"Are you serious? You told me before that you don't want to come."

"I will,"you said.

"You can listen my voice on live here, don't need a price to hear it like people do."

"I want to congratulate Jennie, not to see you."

"You mad?"

"No,"you replied him, bothered. "Shut up."

"You do mad."

"I'll kick you if you said that again."

Bobby chuckled again and hug you tightly. You can't breathe by his tight hug, but then Bobby let it go. Bobby still hug you but not tightly yet comfortably. "I'll be here because you sure need something to get on."

"I've been waiting for almost forever to hear you said that. I want ice cream, dude."

"Ten minutes,"then he put his head on yours and you smile so big.

You knew it's sound ridiculous when you and him do this stuff like a couple always do. But here is the concrete proof, you and him lying together on the bed like it was not a big thing. You still not understand if he really loves you or not, so you never asking about it to the point with him. You enjoy the moment with him without questioning, because you scared to be hurt by the fact you don't want to hear.

So you let it keep flowed. You feel grateful at least have the chance to being his best friend, that always be there everytime he needs something. You feel this position enough already, to suport him more and more. Like today, you decided to come to party where your friend is celebrating her birthday in the famous hotel.

""Jennie!"You hugged your friend, touch her back. "Happy birthday."

"Thank you,"said Jennie to you. "Are come here with Bobby?"

You nodded then shrugged your shoulder. "He forced to go along so."

Jennie smile. "I'm still envy to see you have a friend like him, you know."

"What's up!"

"Lisa!"

You and Jennie suddenly cheered up as someone join the conversation. You guys hugged enthusiastically, then took the drink to enjoy the birthday party. You guys looked so pretty in your outfit, shining that make attention to everyone that passed of you. They give you some stare because how interesting your gang right now.

You did not know while you just laughing and smile cheerily someone is watching you from afar, just to make sure you safe. His eyes following where you go, even though his body definitely still in the same spot with his gang that laugh and dumbing each other.

"Tell me who's the girl with Jennie and Rose?"

"Oh-ho, Mino. You want to close with her?"Suddenly Jinhwan laughing when he heard Mino said that.

"Yeah, do you guys know her?"

"You can ask to Bobby,"said Yunhyeong then he look over Bobby that drink calmly while his eye still watching you. "Also you can ask the permission."

Mino raised his eyebrow did not understand what does Yunhyeong meant. So he mocked Bobby. "Do you know her?"

Bobby turned his head to see his hyung. He did not realize his friends just hold their laughter to heard the conversation about. They watching Bobby expression when Mino asked that. "Oh, yeah."

"Can you...?"

"No,"suddenly Bobby said that with smile that show his big teeth. "She's such a breakdown. You're gonna regret it."

Hanbin and Yunhyeong laughing so hard when they heard Bobby said that. The guys already know what kind of Bobby response is if his friends keep asking him to make them close with you. They just love to teasing Bobby.

Bobby doesn't care as everyone keep calling and labelling him as a playboy wannabe in the school. Neither he doesn't give any damn as everyone keep spread the facts how many girls he slept to in school corridor. He just fine with the bad reputation he had.

But it's different when it comes to you.

Nobody would ever dare to touch you even a little bit from your hair since they know who are you for Bobby. Bobby really act different as someone tried to hurt you even bullied you because you really close to him. He ever broke up with the most popular girl in the school after he saw what the girl done to you in the school toilet.

You still remember how scarier Bobby face was, even though he didn't do something rude to the girl but he only look at her with cold gaze. Bobby holding your wet hands by the water they threw up to your body, his grip just too strong because he tried to handle his emotion.

Everyone held their breathe as they saw the girl caught off guard bullied you in the toilet, and Bobby came in with the anger expression you never had. Bobby didn't yelled or slapped his girlfriend. He only came to you, grabbed your hand then he look at the girl.

"Bobby, are you kidding me? Y/N just—"

"We're done."

Bobby cut fhe word coldly, make the girl shocked with mouth widely opened. The girl try to laugh awkwardly. "You must be kidding! We already dating for six months how could you do this do me? Bobby, listen—"

But when he was done, then he really mean it. Bobby take your hand and walk away past her without say anything. You just did not expected Bobby would broke up with the girl he was dating for long time in the first time. Also you feel respected for how gentleman he is, by not doing something rude physically to the girl. Bobby exactly respected women like a gentleman do eventhough he was a playboy though.

"Oh, my God. Isn't it Bobby on the stage right there?"

Suddenly the girls beside you become so loud, pointing the direction. You and your girls friend stop chatting, turn their head to see what the people mean about. As you can see, suddenly the area of surrounded stage just crowded by the girls who crushing over Bobby. They waiting impatiently, screaming enthusiastically to watch their crush singing.

When the instrument start to play, Bobby smiling while he touch the microphone on him. Everyone cheer up when he give a greeting. He smile widely, his bunny teeth showed while he does. "I'm gonna sing the song that I wrote by my own. You guys must be like it because it's first time I sing in public."

"He wrote song?"Lisa looking at you and shake her head proudy. "He really something."

You admit it in your heart, without say it loud to your girl friends. Bobby really different. Genius. Amazing. Bobby look so handsome over there, with black pushed-back hair that exposed his forehead and a piercing on his left corner eyebrow. He even look so flawless with his dark outfit, make him more attractive like he was superstar.

Come on baby, be my instrument tonight

Your line flows down between my fingers

Suddenly, you startled when you hear his husky voice start filled the room. You lifted your head to see him smile confidently, singing in low rhytm that really different from his usual singing style.

I wanna fall into your alluring eyes. I wanna kiss and hug u all night. I wanna smell your scent.

Cozily, just us two; riverview and red wine

Let me be your fireworks all night, paradise in your arms

Bobby sang it dedicatedly for someone. While he had singing the song, his eyes kept looking over the crowd. Trying to find the girl he is writing song for. He really wish the girl he is singing to listen what he is saying through his song. He want you to know how his feeling.

This is your song baby, I wrote it for you baby, I hope it reaches your ears; I pray.

The song reallly did came to your ears, and it made you frozen because you just don't know how to react to this song. You started to feel like this song made by Bobby's feeling for somone. You just standing there, watching how Bobby sing it sweetly, and you feel something flying in your stomatch.

"Let your emotions explode!"

Everyone screaming happily as Bobby scream the chorus, make the party more brightening. Finally Bobby found you in the middle of crowd, standing and looking at him intensely. Bobby can't keep his smile when he knew that you really watching him there.

Light my fuse

Just stay by my side

Close your eyes and come into my arms

Bobby closed his eye while he repeating the chorus, the moments he had with you playing back in his head unstoppable. He still remember how smooth your skin on his fingertips, how soft and good scent your hair is, how warm your hug and how bright his day because your smile. He just can't hold it any longer. He desperately want you so bad but he doesn't want to push you to accept his feeling.

You just same. You standing there with no reaction as your friends did because you have enchanted to see him looked so desperately in love. You just scared your feeling, still denial and didn't allowed your thought to think that this song is for you. You just start to think, and guessing who is the girl gonna Bobby write the song for.

Is it his exes? Or maybe he just getting with someone else right now?

I wanna see you from closer when our lips touch

Wrap your arms around my neck

Let’s swim as we become one

If it's for someone else but why are you thinking the memories you had been with him back then? You laughing yourself in your heart, feel embarassed to think that your playboy best friend do love you like you do. Impossible.

Bobby almost finished his song. The instrument still keep playing, so he take the mic closer to his mouth. He staring you from afar, and his lips start to open.

"A lot of girls might be thinking this song is about them,"he said.

Your eyes meet his when he said that, and you felt your heart suddenly stop beating like its forget how to do the job. But you can't move away your gaze to him, and he still looking at you seriously. "But let's not get confused. This song is for you, best I ever had."

Then he smiled widely, and the crowd cheering so loud. You still there, watching him go down stage and everyone go after him.

"Does he looked at you?"Rose touch your shoulder and she shaked her head disbelief.

"Y/N, he is so fuckin in love with you,"said Lisa.

"I can tell."Agreed Jennie.

You laughing awkwardly, trying to clear up your mind. "I don't think he was looked at me. There is many people here. It's not me."

"Ah, come on, denial girl,"said Lisa while she shake her short hair. "Why you always being ignorant to him?"

"Excuse me,"suddenly Mino appeared next to you. You and your friends look at him directly. You nodded. "Are you from YG School like Jennie?"

"Yes, I am,"you nodded.

"Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Mino, Jennie's cousin."

You give a polite smile and accept his handshake. "Y/N. Nice to meet you too."

"You look so flawless here, and I think I have interest to you. How to get your contact?"

"Oppa, don't you dare to my friend,"Jennie hit Mino slowly. Mino grinned to his cousin, ignored her. Then he grabbed your hand, took the pen from his pocket jacket and started writing something on your palm quickly. In few seconds, you saw a line of number.

"Call me, baby girl?"

You smiled as you see him wink and leave you after give you a kiss on your backhand. Rose and Lisa started to teasing you while Jennie keep cursing his cousin. "So..."

"Do you want to get close with him?"

"Don't let him, Y/N. He such an alligator."

"His vibe remind me of Bobby too,"added Rose.

You shrugged your shoulder. "I don't know. Why don't we get a drink?"

"Y/N, it's twelve. Let's go home."

You turned your head as you heard the familiar voice, saw Bobby behind you. You raised your eyebrow, suddenly you felt your face getting red when you see his eyes with no reason.

"Ah, so sad our time is over, Y/N. See you then,"teased Jennie, smirked when she saw Bobby.

You rolled your eyes when you got teased, while Bobby smile attractively to your friends. Rose and Lisa give a high five to Bobby, give him a warm greet. After congratulated and hugged Jennie, both of you quitted the party. You two walking together left the hotel, with his jacket over your small body.

"Honestly I'm surprised you made it on your own."

Suddenly you broke the cold vibes that wrapped both of you. You watched Bobby walked slowly to balancing your step, yet he didn't said anything.

"Did you gave your number to Mino?"

You raised your eyebrow, realized that Bobby saw it. You smirked, trying to teased him. "Is it problem to gave him my number?"

Bobby looked at you seriously. "He such an playboy, you know."

You laughed. "Then what are you worried about? I've been spent my life with a playboy next to me since I was child. I'm immune already, that thing won't affected me at all."

Bobby chuckled, while watching you started to tied your hair down with the hair-tie you had in. You didn't now realize how bright Bobby's eye while he watched you do the stuff, adoring you like you are the prettiest angel being. Then you looked at Bobby, caught him off-guard watched you.

You two already came in your front house. Bobby came closer to you, that you can smell his perfume. You lifted your head because his height, then he staring at you deeply. So deep that you can't move your body and your eye either. Bobby touched and lifted your chin, then he getting close to you. It's only a few centimeters untill your lips meet, but then you move your head.

"Good night, Bobby,"you whispered suddenly.

You moved far from him, leave him just to avoid him. You just can't let him see how red your face right now and how nervous you are unconditionally. You just want to—

But in the second, you already on his hug and your lip was on his.

You frozen, even did not close your eyes while your lips tied up by his lips and tongue. You could feel how gently his tongue moved inside your mouth, that make your stomatch filled with butterflies.

So good.

Then you closed your eyes, got flowed by his kissing. You could feel his hand pushed your back so you can get closer to him while the other hand push your neck so he can go intense with your lips. You startled when his tongue played over your tongue, tied it down till you lost your breath. You lost your breath, when he let go your lip as he know you need oxygen. He leaned his forehead to yours, his hand cupped your cheek to look at him. Your eyes met his again, and you could feel how warm Bobby's breath on your face.

Bobby touched your nose with his nose. You and him sharing the oxygen, give some strange feeling about how close both your face right now. You felt how warm Bobby's hand on your blushing cheek right now, and how deep Bobby's eye right now.

Before you said anything, Bobby placed his head on your shoulder. You felt ticklish by the way Bobby's breath upon your neck, so warm that give you some goosebumps. Also his hair tip touch your cheek softly that you can smell his hair scent familiarly.

"Y/N,"he called your name so soft almost like he whispered.

You realized how tense your shoulder right now by his acted. You gulped your saliva, trying to calm your feeling right now. You tried to touch Bobby's hair even it's shaking because feel nervous after kissing. Then Bobby lifted his head. He staring at you desperately, but didn't said anything. He just bited his tongue, trying to hold his words after his feeling. You still looked at him, then tried to smile like nothing's happen.

"Go home, your aunty must be at home."

Bobby suddenly smile at you, peacefully. He then pat your head softly, then turn back. You watched him cross the street, open the gate. You two staring from metres away, waving goodbye then come in to your own home. You didn't realize your hair-tie had moved to his wrist, since he was kissed you before. While you two close your own door, both of you just can't handle your smile. Without any reason, you feel your cheek hotter than usual. It must be red right now.

Now you two can't denied it was not only a 'friends' thing you used to do.

It's something special, that you two know what's the thing called about. You can also hear it in the silences.

You're in love.

—To Be Continued—

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pompomchan-writes-fics · 2 years

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[MD/chanwoo] where's my love

Rating : M

Fandom : BJ Alex

Ship : Kim Myungdae | MD/Oh Chanwoo

Words : 145

Summary :

it's just a word

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it's just a word

it's just a word, but laced in hurt and pain, his clammy skin where the sweat is cold as ice now, the taste of cum and betrayal rancid on his tongue, the back of his head on the mattress - heavy and falling, falling so far he doesn't know where he is going to end up, underwater, darkness and he is alone. he is always going to be alone just like this.

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sanghyukstattoos · 3 years

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iKON: when it becomes difficult for you

A/N: For more, read here~~

Jinhwan:

You are sitting at your desk, distracted by the bright, vivid green colours of the forest framed far outside the window. Each branch of twenty to thirty leaves illuminated with the pretty sunlight moves because of the resilient winds. Together, they look like nature has embalmed itself with glitter. Beyond the dancing leaves, you can see blue like the colour of the sea near the shore. When it washes the sands, it's white but when saying goodbye, it returns to it's beautiful light blue, reflecting the multitude skies.

You stare, continuously, perhaps lost in thought but none are with you, neither do any come to mind. When Jinhwan walks into the room, he's rather joyful but his expression becomes more mindful when he sees you sitting there. From his view, he's seeing your numbed expression, it's rather ambiguous and for a second he wonders if he should be here, with you. The tears that should come to you, an expressional, heavy gesture of your pain stop short.

They get swallowed by waves of breaths that are steady in rising and steady in falling. He gently grabs the chair and places it at a distance that's not too far from you. If the situation were reversed, you would kiss him, another expression of how much you love to see him happy. He lets his hand flop when he sits down on the hard chair and looks outside. Then does he notice the beauty; he's looking at a traffic-light officer looking- tree with white blossoms covering the entity of its existence (they only come out during summer).

He grasps your hand and you look at him, a smile barely there, faint yes, but for him to know that you are doing okay. The turbulent winds slow down for a second when he reaches over and caresses your cheek, the action pleasantly dilates your eyes with a flowing transparent liquid. Before you can completely turn your head away from him, he pulls you back to him with a soft tug of his voice, ''Look at me, everything is going to be alright.''.

Yunhyeong:

Song hugs you tightly and you have no choice but to look at him, from your position, he doesn't want to let you go even though you will still be with him, later. He's close, much closer than you think from escaping from the confines of his happiness that he wants to show you the best, that you may always remain happy. You lay on his shoulder as he kisses you, so softly that you instantly respond to the way he moves when he's with you.

You clench his jumper with both hands, squeezing your eyes shut, trying to feel him, all of him. You won't go anywhere, you try to pull away to tell him but neither of you say anything. When he pulls back and takes in a breath, lips trembling for the way you taste, he looks into your eyes with a deep tenderness, as if he loves you more than he loves everything else. You stay in his arms, straddling him, trying to form words but the look in his eyes produces no words from you.

You see warmth, perhaps a reflection of everything you two have ever been and will be, it's impossible to say what. Hurriedly, he links your lips and flips you over, gently laying your head over the pillows. When he sees the look of haze in your eyes, he smiles contentedly, thinking that he'll miss this, even if you remain in denial. So there is something missing in his eyes that prevents from showing a full smile. Your breath is taken away when he leans over you and this time he speaks up, he tells you to speak to him.

''Speak to me'' he says. You nod, sitting up, hugging him, telling him that maybe you are leaving. The sun grows brighter, engulfing the room just a little bit more than what it was at half before eleven. He asks you what you mean by maybe, cupping your head because he knows that you are fatigued by all the events surrounding you. The look in his eyes is listening, over the peacefulness in your room of soft colour and slanting ceiling that actually overlooks the flowing oceans. You love him.

Bobby:

''What should we do today?'' he asked before he had tugged your smiles and giggles along to a comic store. This was to get you out of the mental predicament of your horrible situation. Upon entering the store, you hear the soft soul music float through the peaceful silence. People are sinking into their bean bags, the faster they read the words in relation to the beat playing above head, the harder they sink into it, trouble ceasing from their beautiful minds unless it is prescribed in the books. You look around, surrounded by taller than ever stacks of books, up and sideways, you look one way and Jiwon looks the other, curiously.

Unintentionally, you tug him along to the seating, set on the comfiest corner, sighing in relief when you sit down. Squeezing your hand, he leans over, gently whispering in your ears, ''What do you want to eat?'' probing a small smile and words of magic that even Jiwon agrees too. As he leaves to grab your food, ambivalently you get up and face the rows of thin, tall, plastic-covered books. Jiwon glances at you to see how you're doing, snapping his head towards the staff when they call for him.

Your heart quickly pounds, running your fingers over the often worn-out plastic leads you to the end of the line, where you walk towards the huge window. It emanates bright light and you slowly walk towards it, stopping to let someone pass by. Within the brief pause, you've begun to lean to one side, clutching the tempered wood that reminded you of the hard seating they had in churches. Jiwon set the food down, softly calling out your name and leading you back to the table.

Patting your hair down, he asks you if you are alright, eliciting you to entwine your hands and ask if he could feed your hungry self. He chuckles, struggling to open the packet, eventually looking around before he pries it out open using his teeth, setting it down for you. You tell him how much you want to read something together and you laugh when he begins to think in mock thought that it would be hard to find something the both of you agree on. You burst into little giggles when someone looks your way, nestling into his jumper while he covers you, also struggling to hold his laughter in.

You say that it wasn't even that funny, yet he's holding it in because of the stare you gave him, it's playful yet he loves that you are irked or annoyed, anything that isn't remotely serious and will make you smile. He tries to get away from your pinches and little threats and his eyes widen when he hears how calm you sound. It's like you tell him to sober up but you're smiling and your voice is loving and he really doesn't want to sober up now. His legs shuffle closer to yours, he pulls you into his chest as he plugs in the earphones and you listen away, careful not to slurp your noodles too loud.

Hanbin:

Your mind is restless, you are agitated as you turn your head from side to side, thinking of sleep as it comes to you. The curtains shield you from any of your colleagues finding you but they filter in the street light that illuminates the darkness outside. The patient whose bed you are sitting by is Kim Hanbin, he is currently asleep by the fact that you can hear his soft snores, causing you to smile. He came in fatigued from overworking and it made you happy to know that he was recovering. The distinct shuffling of another patient in the same room alerts you but what scares you more is when Hanbin taps your shoulders.

You immediately get up, steadying your spinning head by holding onto the end, hesitating to form words and he pulls you back onto the bed because he can see that you are about to fall. You see him lean over and open the drawer, pulling out a tonic that when he hands over, he tells you, ''I'm sorry, it's kind of bitter'' and gently places it into your hands, he continues, ''But it'll help''. You nod and he shuffles in the dark, sitting up to watch you drink it all the way. He smiles at the bitterness of the drink that you flinch and squeeze your shoulders from, comprehending enough to take it back and toss it in the bin.

To you, there's disco lights floating in the hallways and dancing music playing when you get up and your body no longer hurts. He's still sleeping so you let him be till he rings the nurse call button and you rush out of your seat, heart pounding moments before you fling the curtains back. He smiles when he sees your shadow shuffling, no doubt that hesitating nature of yours at play. It's night again, the birds are chirping upside down, he's sitting beside you, listening to your thoughts about today. You pause when he takes your hands in his, it's automatic since he's been wanting to hold that for a while.

He meets your eyes, there's the truck that is waiting outside which shines light through the window and from the table he hands you an orange. You missed the way his breath hitched when he saw you staring, the way his hands fumbled at the back before he caught yours in his and how there's an entire packet of oranges in the drawer, not including the two on the table. As you unwrap it, you ask him a question about himself which he hesitates to answer but does so anyway. In the morning, his mother and sister come to visit him and they bring this cake for him.

He walks out into the hallway filled with the chaos of running shoes but manages to spot you amongst the crowd so he waits patiently till you come back. You spot his messy hair and anxious behaviour to an elderly woman who starts a conversation with him but most of all, you chuckle when you see the distinctive, yellow bandage on his cheek. He's had it since he first came in. These memories are distinct, easier to pick out because of the emotion that had flown in with them. You are sat at the very end of the hospital, tucked away safely in the comfort of each other's arms. He's telling you what he first thought of you as he presses your leg to ease the pain you are feeling from running around all day.

Junhoe:

Running along the canal, you take in deep breaths when the soft music that comes in does nothing to fuel your endurance. Your chest burns and you are trying to adapt to the excess ache and pain of the burn that has stretched your muscles out. You heave as you sit down and a few moments later, Junhoe catches up with you, panting as he takes a seat. While you catch your breath, Junhoe wants to say something but he doesn't, causing the both of you to laugh when he waives it away.

You are sitting on opposite sides of the bench, leaning on the hand rail and leaning all your weight on it. While you look ahead, many others litter the tracks further down, away from the lake in front. It glistens with the bright pines of the sun's rays, reflecting the dog's reflection as it steadily laps at it. Yesterday, it was darkened by the reflection of the heavier clouds, giving it the image of ruined tracks or the feeling of being burned-out.

''We shouldn't have sat down'' Junhoe points out, his dismay clear as he struggles to get up, especially with you laughing. You had already started to feel unsure, you lacked the creative energy in the morning to go out but Junhoe had showed up, unusually on time and in just the right clothes. You had chuckled, nodding before he could ask, leaving the door open as you left to change. The he had suggested that you run a distance you could not fathom, you were feeling a drag, this holding back, to stay in the comfort of your house.

You had simply said yes, regret was too late for words by the time he had started, multiple times you had thought of stopping but not once did you say anything. He asks if you want to run but then reveals the truth because he has already known how you've been feeling. Surprise as your expression belittles his knowledge as he carefully explains to you how he knows. He suggests that you don't run but instead walk with him to which it only occurs after you express your interest in it.

There is amiability to walking with him, his hand gently holds onto yours. His grasp is loose, softly caressing the skin as wind blows away the limits of humidity, letting out collective sighs from the two of you. He comments on the weather and you laugh in agreement, linking arms with him. Such a slow pace to see the ducks gather around a traveller giving them food eases you, affection coating your eyes as you stare. When you get home, you tell him that you'd rather go to sleep but he keeps you awake with his countless poetic ideas and the thought of food before it can arrive.

Donghyuk:

''What's wrong- tell me'' he says, voice not as soft as it was the first time and spoken with determination- like the last straw as if he had made his mind up to help you. You nod but you don't move from your space on the sofa. You absent-mindedly stare at the skyscrapers far removed from your balcony but today, not that far away. The city is bustling, you know it without even having to look down.

Donghyuk looks at where you were looking and lets out a sigh, heavily, as he heads to the kitchen, stuttering around the cut vegetables and a pan on the unlit stove. Your phone, on, is laid near the stove which he traces the steps all the way to the carpet, areas ruffled where your knees had sunk into. Fingerprints coat the glass table on the carpet, the painting is hung sideways and what looks like stray pieces of glass on the floor.

He threads the carpet, slowly taking you into his arms, like the questions, what can I do for you? To make you happy, what can I do for you? In the reflection, you have no answer. There is an uncertain silence from Donghyuk who holds you, his voice also lost to the undulated sways you emanate in your reflection. In the silence he can not stand, he takes you outside to the bright lights dropping on quivering leaves and rugged stones for heavier walking.

Your steps falter slightly behind him, your questioning gaze staring up at him like a switch that has been turned on, you halt. He turns back and smiles and you wonder why. The truth is right in front of him, on you, when you raise your hand to cover your eyes from the shifting sun rays thus further showing him what he had needed to see from the start. It is like a piece, one-show but he knows that he can always come back to find it. It is best described as a smile.

Chanwoo:

Grabbing the laptop, you detach the charger, lifting it off the table and laying it onto the bed. You listen for the creaks and groans on the wooden floor outside your office whilst biting your lip, trying to concentrate on completing two things at once. You pull your laptop stand from its place, closing it, almost throwing it against the bookshelf. A thud, foreign to the silence outside, speeds up your heart rate, further drying your mouth.

You hold your breath, baiting whoever is peering inside with light steps like moving around the room to pull out books for references. You sit down; nothing leaves your sight. You pull out your laptop, open it, select files with clammy hands. You think about how the clamminess is a distraction, something you need not think about now and so you pressed on. A slip of frustration, a sigh of discontent escapes you as your fingers slip across the motherboard.

The ultimate hitch precluding the blue skies and warm laughter of children is when Chan knocks on the door, not expecting to see you twitch in your seat. He narrows his eyes at the movement, never having seen you so restless in the time of your love. With burdensome footsteps, he walks towards you, meeting your smile with a smile, gleefully. You feel as if he has skipped over to you, similar to the beginning. When he looks at your screen, his pupils dilate, he holds your seat, pulling you back.

There is faint tension in the air, nothing matters right now more than the darkness of the room. The silence is impenetrable as if he is to ask how you are doing but it would only sour the mood. As you move away from him to greet him, he pulls you by your shoulders, holding you in place as he kisses the top of your forehead. He can see the home screen, all tabs closed and mouse astray. You have frozen from neck to torso, just like how your legs are stuck to the chair and feet to the ground. Aimlessly, you look over at the ball-pen, waiting to be written with.

He squeezes your shoulders, telling you, ''Are you okay? You don't look well.''. You nod, sighing as you finally turn to him, wrapping your arms around him, sighing in relief to see him. As if the preceding event to the main, he lightly cards his fingers through your hair, lifting you off the seat. Had you not been so focused, your attention turned astray, you would have quickly removed the weapon under your desk. But you can not help it, because even you are not unsurpassable. He leads you out, where the steels click around your wrists, binding them together.

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noona-clock · 4 years

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The Engineer - Part 6, Final Chapter

Genre: Engineer!AU

Pairing: Chanwoo x You (Female!Reader)

Warnings: None

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 | Words: 2,940

You weren’t 100% certain yet, but you were almost sure that you had made a mess of everything.

I mean... just because Chanwoo had asked you to hang out instead of go out, you’d immediately jumped to the conclusion that he wasn’t interested in dating you?

...Seriously?

Who does that? Who decides how another person feels based off of just one word?

Wow. You were kind of an idiot. And, this time, you didn’t even need Miles to tell you that.

It had been several hours since you’d offered to set Chanwoo up with your cousin, and you had yet to hear from him. He hadn’t texted or called you all during your walk home from the park, during the rest of your workday, or even during dinner.

I mean, that was totally fine. He was probably busy, and he just didn’t have time to talk to you. He was an adult with a full-time job, it was totally understandable!

...But you still worried about it.

You were worried that he was upset with you, and even though you’d only known him for about a month, you really didn’t want him to be upset with you. You actually didn’t want him to be upset with anyone else, either. Or just about anything, in general. You only ever wanted him to be happy because that meant he would smile and laugh and that meant you would get to see his dimples and have you mentioned before how much you truly loved seeing his dimples? I mean, they were just so cute, and they just fit his face so well, and why were you thinking so much about this?

You shook your head a little to try and get those thoughts out of your mind, but then your phone chimed, causing you to jump slightly with surprise.

You fumbled to pick your phone up, still shaken from both your train of thought and the sudden notification... and when you saw what the notification actually was, it did nothing to calm you down.

A text message from Chanwoo.

You didn’t allow yourself to think, opening it hastily and scanning his words in two seconds.

Can I come over?

...Oh.

That was different.

He had invited you out to meals, and he had invited you to the park, but he had never invited you to his place or asked to come to yours.

Until now, of course.

But even though you were a bit taken aback by his request, you still replied back as quickly as you could.

Yeah, come on over now 😊

At times like these, you were so glad for emojis. Now Chanwoo probably thought you were all calm, cool, and collected instead of verging on anxious.

He read your message immediately and sent back a thumbs up emoji, and you assumed he would be on his way momentarily.

You stared at your phone screen until it went black... and then you turned on your heel and bolted to your bathroom to touch up your hair.

When the doorbell rang, your heart nearly leaped out of your chest.

You had been trying -- really trying -- not to think about why he would be coming over, and you had... kind of succeeded. But also kind of not.

You had basically decided that he was coming here either to tell you he did want you to set him up with his cousin, or he was coming here to... do... something else that you weren’t sure about. And considering the fact he almost certainly would’ve just texted you about your cousin, you really just were not sure about anything.

Chanwoo was turning out to be more of a mystery than you’d ever realized.

As you reached out and grabbed the doorknob after semi-jogging down the stairs, you let out a soft exhale to try and calm yourself.

And then you opened it.

“Hey,” you greeted, trying your absolute best to smile at him as if you weren’t completely and totally anxious about why he was here. “Come on in.”

Chanwoo simply stepped inside, not saying anything in return and just barely grinning back at you.

After closing the door behind him, you turned to walk down the hall to your kitchen. You’d already eaten dinner, and it was getting pretty late into the evening, but you would feel like a bad friend if you didn’t ask: “Do you want anything? Food? Drink?”

But you weren’t even halfway down the hall when you felt Chanwoo gently grab your wrist, stopping you from going any farther.

“W--wait,” he said, and you couldn’t help but hear how his voice caught just slightly when he spoke.

You halted your movements, raising your eyebrows and slowly spinning around on your heel to face him. He looked about as nervous as he sounded -- just slightly.

“Hmm?” you hummed inquiringly, looking up at him with a curious frown.

“I...” He quickly let go of your wrist as if he had forgotten he was holding it -- and then he continued. “I... don’t want you to set me up with your cousin.”

...Oh. So, it was the opposite of what you’d thought.

“Oh... I mean, no worries,” you began, the corners of your lips lifting up into a soft smile. “It’s --”

“I-don’t-want-you-to-set-me-up-with-your-cousin-because-I-like-you.”

You had been mid-sentence when he’d interrupted you, and when you’d actually heard his words, your mouth had left itself hanging open with your speech left unspoken.

And when you didn’t say anything, Chanwoo inhaled deeply and repeated -- more slowly this time --, “I don’t want you to set me up with your cousin because... I like you. I don’t want to date her, I want to date you. I... kind of thought... we were getting to that? Kind of?”

About a million curse words were flying through your brain right now, some of them directed at Miles for being right but most of them directed at yourself.

As your forehead wrinkled, you closed your eyes and brought your hands up to your face, burying it into your palms with shame. “Oh, god,” you muttered.

You almost immediately felt Chanwoo’s fingers around your wrist again, and he began tugging your hand away. “What?” he asked, sounding incredibly concerned. “What’s wrong?”

“I --” You let your hands fall and looked up at him, feeling guilty and frustrated at the same time. “I totally messed everything up.”

Chanwoo’s head jerked back a little in surprise. “You -- what do you mean?”

“You’re going to think I’m certifiably nuts, but I was so thrown off by how much younger you are than me that I let my thoughts run way too wild, and when you asked me to go to lunch that first time, you said hang out, so I thought you just meant it as friends, and then when you never tried to kiss me or anything, I assumed you didn’t like me that way and since I’m so much older than you, I figured it was for the better that way!”

...You had been right. Whether or not Chanwoo would admit it out loud, he was looking at you as if you were certifiably nuts.

He opened and closed his mouth a couple of times to say something, and the silence between you was causing your heart to both speed up and slow down at the same time.

“I didn’t try to kiss you because you left so quickly,” he finally said. “I thought... maybe you just liked to take things slow.”

“But you asked me if I wanted to hang out! Hanging out with someone is not a date!”

Yes, you were definitely pulling at strings because Chanwoo really did not deserve any of the blame in this situation.

You and you alone were the culprit. This you understood and accepted completely.

A tiny, amused grin pulled at Chanwoo’s lips, and he shook his head gently. “That was my bad, I’m sorry.”

You let out a soft, whining exhale and stepped closer to him, reaching out to touch his arm without even really thinking about it. “No, it’s -- you honestly have nothing to be sorry about. It was all me. I over-analyzed the entire situation and made too many assumptions on my own when really all I had to do was just... ask you.”

Before you had a chance to let your hand fall from Chanwoo’s arm, he reached up and took it, grasping your fingers gently in his. “That’s true, but... I could’ve said something, too. Obviously, I wasn’t being... obvious about my feelings. Found that out when you offered to set me up with someone else this afternoon,” he chuckled.

“Oh, god,” you moaned, leaning forward and pressing your forehead against his chest. “I am such an idiot! You don’t actually like me, do you? How could you like someone so stup --”

Chanwoo didn’t let you finish your sentence. He snaked his arm in-between you, taking your chin in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him again, and swiftly capturing your lips in a kiss.

A surprised, muffled yelp escaped from your throat, getting lost in the kiss, and eventually, the shock melted away into warmth. You stepped closer to him, reaching up to slide your arms around his neck as he let go of your chin and moved to hold your waist and back.

You pulled delicately at his lips, your brows knitting together at the supremely wonderful feel and taste of him. His arms were strong around you but his kiss was shy, and it made you smile.

“You’re not an idiot,” he muttered, pulling away only enough to speak. “I’m the one who’s been wanting to kiss you since the day we met, and I’m just now finally getting around to it.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell me?” you whispered after letting out a breathy laugh.

“Because... I was too shy, I guess,” he shrugged, lifting your arms up along with his shoulders.

You cursed Miles again for being right again. Honestly, you would really have to prepare yourself to tell him about what had happened tonight. You wouldn’t be surprised if he gloated for years to come.

“Things would’ve been a lot easier if we had both just communicated openly, huh?” you chuckled, shaking your head the tiniest bit.

“Yeah...” Chanwoo agreed, sounding just a bit guilty. “So, I’ll definitely tell you from now on whenever I want to kiss you.”

You laughed louder at that, pressing the tip of your nose against his.

Chanwoo gripped you more tightly, and even though you were too close to actually see, you could tell a wide grin was curving his lips.

And that meant his dimples were out.

You kissed him again, unable to hold yourself back now that the barrier had been broken.

To your surprise, though, Chanwoo pulled away. “Wait -- honestly, though... I never actually think about the age difference between us.”

“Yeah, because you’re the younger one,” you retorted.

“No,” he chuckled. “Because... I just like you. I would still like you if you were my age or if you were even older than you are now --”

“Even older!” you cried. “Wow!”

“No, I didn’t mean it like that!” he laughed, holding you more tightly so you couldn’t get away from him.

You shot him a playfully skeptical look and muttered, “Yeah, sure.”

“It really doesn’t matter to me,” he said in a low voice.

You pursed your lips slightly, letting your arms slide from around his neck down to his chest. “I... I won’t lie, it threw me for a loop at first. But once I actually got to know you, I just... forgot about it.”

“...Do you find yourself forgetting more and more things these days?”

You pushed his chest but his hold on you was too strong to actually do any sort of damage. “You --! One day, you’ll be my age, and you’ll know how it feels to be old!”

“Yeah, one day way, way into the future,” he retorted.

You simply raised your eyebrows menacingly at him. “You’re walking on thin ice, buddy.”

But you somehow knew he wouldn’t let up -- like, ever. Even though both of you claimed to never think about the age gap between you, he would never let you forget that you were older than him.

And... for some reason... that didn’t bother you.

Mainly because you knew there were plenty of insults you could throw back about being younger.

And wasn’t that one of the best parts about being in a relationship? Making fun of each other for things beyond your control?

I mean, Miles teased you about --

Oh, god. Miles. It hit you just now how absolutely and unbelievably right he’d been.

I mean, you’d already known how much he would gloat about this, but... ugh.

“What?” Chanwoo asked, and you realized now your thoughts were all over your face.

“Oh -- nothing, I just... my best friend, Miles,” you sighed. “Just to warn you, he’s the kind of best friend I tell everything to. I’ll introduce you soon, don’t worry. And I’ll ask his husband to make his famous spaghetti sauce. But anyway! I told him earlier about what happened at the park, and he told me that you liked me, and now he’s going to be insufferable when he finds out he was right.”

“Wait, he has a husband who makes famous spaghetti sauce?”

“Yes, his name is Tristan, and he’s not a professional chef, but he can cook just like one, and his spaghetti sauce is to die for.”

Chanwoo frowned a little, and said, “I’m surprised someone that old can still cook.”

As you teasingly shrieked at and scolded him for crossing the line with that one, you knew it certainly wouldn’t be the last time. I mean, it wasn’t even the first time he’d made fun of you for being older.

And... you were looking forward to it, to be honest. You were looking forward to the future more now than you could ever remember.

Six Months Later

A sleepy groan rumbled in your throat as something -- or... someone? -- roused you from your slumber.

“Y/N,” you heard a familiar voice whisper, the sound muffled as you fought to wake up.

“What?” you mumbled, your lips just barely moving and your brain just barely registering that Chanwoo was gently shaking your shoulder.

“Wake up,” he chuckled, his voice closer now as his lips brushed over your ear.

You reactively lifted your shoulder, a shiver running down your spine from how loudly he’d spoken right into your ear. “Stop,” you frowned, your eyes still closed.

“Not until you wake up,” he whisper-shouted.

Your eyes fluttered open, and you turned onto your back to try and push him away from you. “Okay, I’m awake. What do you want?” you asked grumpily.

See? I told you earlier that you weren’t a morning person. Not a night person either -- a solid afternoon person, and that was that.

Despite your prickly tone and question, Chanwoo beamed down at you.

Even after being in a relationship with him for half a year, your heart still jumped whenever he smiled or laughed. You would, apparently, never get over the sight of his dimples!

“Happy birthday,” he said, reaching out to brush some strands of hair off of your forehead.

Oh, god, that’s right. Today was your birthday.

It normally took you more than few minutes to be fully cognizant after waking up, so it wasn’t unusual for you to forget what day it was. Even when it was your birthday.

You pushed yourself into a sitting position, your brow slightly furrowing as your brain began to catch up. “Wait, you said you had to work today,” you recalled.

Since your birthday was on a Saturday this year, you had taken him at his word when he’d told you he’d been put on the schedule. You hadn’t minded, to be honest, because he would be free for dinner with Miles, Tristan, and his friends Bobby and Yunhyeong later this evening. That was enough for you.

“Yes, I did say that,” he agreed with a nod.

You waited for him to explain himself... but he didn’t.

“So... why are you here?”

“It’s your birthday,” he grinned. “And considering it may be your last since you’re practically ancient, I wanted to take you wherever you want to go. Wherever your barely beating heart desires.”

A smirk instantly appeared on your lips, and you rolled your eyes at him, reaching out to swat his shoulder. “Shut up,” you laughed.

So, he was surprising you? Chanwoo really wasn’t the surprising type -- at least, not that you knew. And you knew him pretty well by now.

“So, you’re not working?” you asked, just to be sure.

“No.”

“You’re... spending the day with me?”

“Yes. Like I said, it may be your last --”

You kicked him from under the covers, and he quickly got off your bed with a devilish grin on his lips. “Come on, first up is breakfast. Get dressed and ready.”

Well. You really hadn’t been expecting this. Chanwoo had told you he’d had to work, and you’d simply taken him at his word. You’d had no reason not to. The two of you communicated so openly now that the mishaps from the past seemed like an entirely different universe.

But, apparently, there were still some mysteries you had yet to uncover about him.

And you realized... that was just how you liked it.

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Request: "Hi! Can you write a chanwoo angst imagine in which you both are best friends but you fall for him and he doesn't feel the same and starts avoiding you and he insults you. But later he realizes that he loves you too. I know it is too mainstream but I would love if you could write it!! I love your writing hehe xx - Angst plus fluff"

Pairing: Jung Chanwoo/ Reader

Genre: angst/fluff

Words: 3.1k

A/N: I hope this is okay requester :) I have another Chanwoo best friends request coming soon. I was originally gonna use this story for the other one but then I decided to turn it into this request instead since this one had a little more story to it but my other one is coming shortly. I wanted to combine them but they were a little too different of a concept lol.

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"Honey I'm home." You entered the door without even knocking.

You nervously backfired from the stares you were getting until Chanwoo started laughing.

"Don't you have a home?" Mr. Jung said.

"I do but yours is way better."

"You hungry dear, we just finished dinner?" Mrs. Jung said sweetly.

"Nah, not hungry." You smiled tugging on your best friends shirt.

"Okay, I'll see you later." Chanwoo said as he left the house with you. "So where are we going this time?"

"I found this awesome abandoned train cart."

"How?"

"It's only a mile from my house and I decided to take a short cut to your house this time." You smiled.

"Is it safe? Are you updated on your tetanus shots?" He laughed.

"It's safe. It doesn't look that old."

"We can make it our secret spot." You continued.

....

You decided to stop by Starbucks before you made it to your secret headquarters.

"You know June is checking you out." Chan whispered in your ear.

You turned around seeing the boys quickly go back to chatting. "Is this the only thing they do Friday nights. You'd think they be at some party." You rolled your eyes.

"Hey, I heard he is a nice guy. Plus you never date."

"There's a reason I don't date." You laughed. "And It's senior year. Dating someone like him wouldn't last."

"What's the real reason? Do you like someone else?"

You gulped from his sudden question. "Sorta." All your confidence was gone.

"Who is he? Do I know him?" He asked.

Yes. "I can't tell you."

"Why not? I told you when I had a crush on Ryujin."

"Yeah, and that was a mistake wasn't it?" You laughed.

"Whatever."

"Come on, to our secret headquarters." You marched out the door with your milkshake.

"You're really not going to tell me?" He followed.

"Shut up." You snapped.

"Okay. Sorry. I'll figure it out anyway." He smirked.

Good luck with that genius.

"Here it is." You crossed the over grown rail road track and climbed up into the boxcart. There was already graffiti and names scattered throughout the area so you couldn't imagine how long this has been here.

"Why here?" He asked kicking some old dingy crate. "This place is a shit hole."

"Perhaps....but what if we made it our own, our getaway paradise, our safe haven, our-"

"(Y/N) please shut up."

"You don't like it?"

"It's just a piece of junk." He made a face.

"I think it's poetic."

"Because there is poems on the wall?" He still questioned your motives.

"Stop being such a buzz kill. This place is romantic." You blushed after your back was turned away from him.

"What's the point of romantic if I'm here with you." He teased but you felt pain inside. If only he knew.

"Fine. Maybe I'll invite.....June to my secret romantic hiding place instead." You sat on the edge.

He made a face, clearly not liking your answer. "Now you like the guy all of a sudden?"

"At least a guy likes me. So I'm not a total loser." You mumbled the last bit.

"Come on. I was kidding.....we can make it cool....I guess." He sat down next to you, letting his feet hang off the cart.

"(Y/N)?" He tried to get your attention. "I didn't think that kind of thing gets to you." You still didn't focus your attention on him. "Come on....you talk about how much guys suck all the time.....You don't really act like the romantic type."

"Chanwoo, I'm a girl. Or did you forget?" You still didn't look at him.

"Please stop being so serious, you're really starting to scare me."

"Am I just another guy friend to you. Is that what you really think of me?"

"Where is this coming from? We've been friends for how long......?"

You leaned your head against the wall. "Can you leave? I kind of want to be alone." You try to say as kindly as possible.

"(Y/N) what did I do?" He looked at you concerned.

"I just need a lot to think about right now." You simply said.

"Are you still sleeping over tonight?"

"I don't know."

"See ya later." He mumbled and left you alone.

Were you over reacting? Basically he rejected you without you even confessing.

"Why did I have to fall for you?" You whispered as you felt tears starting to fall.

He didn't see you as a girl which was the worst part. You were just one of his guy friends.

....

You entered his home with no invitation like always as you wanted to return his plaid coat you stolen.

"Hey dear he's upstairs."

"No thanks. I just wanted to give this back." You placed the coat on the hook.

"Aren't you sleeping over like usual?"

"Excuse me Mrs. Jung but aren't you suppose to be worried about those type of things as a parent. I mean we are both 18 now."

"What do you mean?"

You rolled your eyes behind her back as you had to explain. "I'm a girl and he's a boy? And you let us sleep together in the same room? With the door shut."

"I'm not worried about that dear. You've been friends for so long." She smiled.

It was officially. You were doomed.

"But what if one day we decided to be more. Not that it will, clearly....I'm just curious."

"I know my son dear....and I trust him." What was that suppose to mean?

"Wow thanks for the talk, I gotta go." You turned around and headed straight home.

That was it. You were determined to try a little experiment.

"Hey Soyoung? Can I borrow some clothes?" You asked your sister once you got home. She was a year younger then you and the complete opposite. She was pure and girly.

"Why?" She gave you that look of annoyance.

"Because I want to start dressing girlier." You shrugged.

"Then borrow moms clothes." She tried to shut her door.

"Please....I want to impress a guy." You begged.

"You? I almost thought that wasn't possible, since you rather arm wrestle with them then hold their hand." She laughed.

"I hate arm wrestling."

"I was just giving a example. You're lucky because you got all these hot guys hanging around you but you choose to be one of them instead." She saw it too? Even before you did.

"Well, I want to change that."

"So whose the guy you're trying to impress? Let me guess....Chanwoo?"

"W-What?"

"I'll take that as a yes." She smirked.

"How did you know?"

"Because you hang out with him the most." She shrugged since her guess was a hunch. "Why don't you just tell him?"

"Because he doesn't think of me that way, one of the guys, and that hurts a lot."

"Well trying to be something you're not won't do it either."

"Well.....I can try." You stole some clothes and left.

This will work right? It has to.

You decided on a cute dark flowy skirt and a gray flowy sweater just gently tucked it. You wanted to go girly but not over the top girly. Simple and causal.

Once you got to school, you didn't get your normal high fives from different people as you passed by. Almost like they didn't recognize you.

"Yo what's up (Y/N)." Chanwoo came over and punched you playfully like the punching bag you have become in this friendship. He memorized your locker so well he didn't even notice what you were wearing at first. "Woah, what the hell are you wearing?"

Nothing like 'you look pretty' or 'why' just 'what were you thinking' kind of way. And that hurt more then you thought.

You slammed your locker and took a hard look at him. "I can wear what I want."

"But not that."

"Why not?"

"It's not you." He said like it was obvious.

"Maybe I'm sick of me."

"Are you still pissed over last night?" He asked.

"I need to get to class." You walked away.

....

"It's so true." You over heard conversations go on throughout the rest of the day.

"Hey Chanwoo, is it true?"

"What?"

"(Y/N) is so in love with you." Donghyuk pushed his friend.

"(Y/N) is not in love with me." He said it like it was nonsense.

You turned the corner and quickly hid behind your locker as you saw him engaged with his friends in a deep conversation.

"Dude, It's obvious." Jinhwan rolled his eyes.

"She would of told me."

"Nah girls get sensitive about those kind of things."

"She has been acting differently since yesterday."

"How come?" Donghyuk asked.

"She was talking about us having some secret hideout and how it was romantic, and I completely shot her down."

"Wow, you're a dick." Bobby laughed.

"I'm not it's just silly."

"So what now? You gonna ask her out?" Yunhyeong asked.

"Pff, no." He laughed.

You couldn't help the tears build up hearing him laughing at you, you finally grabbed your things and left. You didn't want to hear the rest of that conversation.

"It's just weird. We've been friends for so long."

"So what? You two are always together anyway. Mine as well make it officially." Donghyuk spoke.

They were right. But he worried he already lost you as a friend and he definitely didn't want to face you now that he knew it was him all along on who you liked. Things would be awkward. Different.

As a week went by you became strong and acted like it didn't bother you. You haven't hung out with the guys all week. Not that you weren't avoiding, you still said your hellos to the rest of them through the hall but Chanwoo was non existent. You wanted to be the one avoiding him but he was no where to be found. Every time you got a glimpse of him he would go somewhere else.

He was avoiding you.

He's the one to upset you and he was running away cowardly.

Throughout class Chanwoo was always two rows behind since you moved your seat. He missed you. You always came over every night just chilling while playing video games but now he was lonely. He watched you comb your fingers through your hair as you wrote something in your notebook. He couldn't stop thinking about you.

....

"Hey, Someone is trying to steal your girl." Yunhyeong laughed while pushing his friend.

He looked over to see June talking to you.

"Go over and stop that before he takes your girlfriend."

"Shut up. She's not my girlfriend." He pushed him back.

"Chill dude. It was just a joke." Yunhyeong pushed back as everyone in the hall was focused on them. Even you.

You pursed your lips as you walked away with June. Chanwoo slammed his locker and walked away. "She hates him, why is she with him?"

"Maybe they are just lab partners." Yunhyeong denied. "You need to talk to her."

"I can't."

"Well. Then you can't be pissed off."

"Perfect." You smiled as you got done hanging the lights up in your hidden boxcar.

You cleaned up the place and put old blankets and pillows you no longer needed and candles and different decorations for a more poetic atmosphere like you wanted. You wrote more song lyrics you loved on the wall as well, just to add something. The place was everything you wanted but too bad you were alone.

You hooked up your phone to your speaker and began playing soft comforting music as you laid down on your little set up.

You heard a deep sigh that had you sitting up quickly. "What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you." He said as he made his way into the box car.

"What?" You shrugged like nothing was wrong.

"This place looks nice (Y/N)." He gazed as he looked throughout the place.

"Not bad for a shit hole right." You said with a hint of attitude.

"Sorry about that." He sat down next to you.

"What do you want Chanwoo?" You said rushing to the point.

"I'm sorry for everything. I didn't know what you were feeling."

"So what?" You shrugged.

"I miss you." He said looking at his lap.

"I never left. You were the one running away."

"I know......I was scared."

"Why? Oh right. Because it's too embarrassing for someone like me to like you."

"It's not like that." He argued.

"Then what is it? Like I told you before Chanwoo. I'm a girl. I'm not another one of your guy friends you can just push around."

"It's not that I think of you as some guy. You're my friend first, girl or whatever, it's just gonna take me some time to get used to the fact that this changes everything now."

"Fine. Then pretend this stupid rumor never gotten out. Back to good old buddies again.....deal?"

"I didn't say that." He started.

"What are you saying?" You asked confused.

He shrugged awkwardly. "We can try if you want."

You laughed sarcastically. "Yeah right. You were the one that laughed from the idea remember....'pfft no'."

"You heard that?" He looked at you hurt. "I was just trying to get my friends off my back....it was the first I heard about it okay. It was just weird at first but.....-"

"Now you feel sorry for me."

"No. I just couldn't get used to the idea but being away from you for a week made me really miss you."

"You could of just talked to me." You rolled your eyes.

"I know. I'm sorry."

You brushed your hair out of your face as you laid back once again looking at the lights that shined above. You felt Chanwoo lay back as well next to you as he looked at you smiling.

"How long did you like me....like that?"

"Our sophomore history field trip." He looked at you confused. "I don't know." You laughed. "You we're the only one that stopped and waited for me as the guys kept going ahead on their own as I was tying my shoe. And then when we lost the class you held my hand as we tried to catch up. Basically you were there for me and you cared and it really meant a lot to me."

"You're my friend." He shrugged like it was nothing.

"So are they." You looked at him as you finally noticed he was staring back.

He leaned in but nervously backed out quickly sitting up. "I'm not forcing you into anything Chanwoo." You sat back up with him. "I understand if you don't feel the same. I mean.....I'll get over it. I rather have you in my life as a friend then-"

"(Y/N) can you be quiet for a sec, I'm trying to think." He said taking a deep breath.

"It's okay, really." You smiled as he looked at you once again.

He leaned in to your surprise, gently caressing his lips with yours. You immediately responded bringing your hand up to pull him in more. The kiss got deeper as he laid you down once again. Once your back hit the blankets, he pulled away.

"How much is going to change?"

"Nothing has to change Chanwoo. Have you never had a girlfriend before?"

"I just don't want to upset you again."

"We both just need to be honest with each other okay? I can still kick your butt in video games, I can still-"

"I think that is the wrong information." He arched an eyebrow.

"It's not."

"I guess you need to prove it then." You got up pushing him out of the way.

"Can we still have sleepovers?"

"We can, as long as you don't tell your mother about us."

"Why?" He asked.

"Because then she won't let us have sleepovers, capeesh." You said hitting him playfully.

.....

"Hey mom." Chanwoo entered with you behind.

"Hey honey. Oh hey (Y/N) I haven't seen you all week." His mother entered as there was other women gathered around the living room. "I'm having my book club, so please don't make any noise upstairs."

You and Chanwoo both looked at each other before running upstairs.

Once you entered his room and shut the door, he turned on his game of overwatch. "Ready to die."

"Are you?" You smirked.

"Bring it."

"Oh shut up, you're going to lose." You both laughed.

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"No." He yelled at the screen.

"Ha! Loser."

"My character got stuck."

"You shouldn't have hid back there you idiot." You laughed. "My information is still correct."

"Hey, you two. Can you please be more quiet?" His mother entered the room.

Then she left. "No more video games I guess."

"What else do you want to do?" He asked.

"I don't know, something quiet." You shrugged.

You looked over and noticed him staring at the tv. "Let's practice our kissing."

"What?" As soon as he turned his head, you pulled him into a kiss, making him hover over you.

Your stomach flipped with excitement as your lips worked together faster. You felt his tongue graze your bottom lip causing more friction. You felt his fingers sweep under the fabric placed on your hip making you smile through the kiss from his confidence. You turned your head to the side to get a breather but you felt him move quickly down to your neck.

His lips felt warm against your neck that you felt the pleasure stir up. As he moved lower down towards your collar bone you couldn't help but moan.

"I figured you wanted to take this slow."

"I'm sorry." He leaned up.

"I'm okay with it." You smiled.

"Good." He leaned down once again, bringing his moisture lips back towards yours. Before you could enjoy it more, you heard footsteps and the door knob jiggle. You both looked up at the door as his mother entered.

"The ladies are gone. Did you kids eat?"

It was amusing how oblivious his mother was as you both awkwardly got out of your previous position.

"Pizza?" You suggested.

"I'll order." She closed the door.

"She really doesn't care huh?" You laughed.

"It's my turn to beat you." He turned on the console again.

"Ha! In your dreams."

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