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nwjws · 6 months

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while you were sleeping - pjs

; PAIRING - jay x gn!reader

; SYNOPSIS - in which you’ve had the same album on repeat, unable to get it out of your mind. just like how jay, your roommate, can’t seem to get you out of his.

; WC - 1.4k (minus the lyrics)

; TAGS - college roommates au, fluff, from jay's pov, based off laufey's 'while you were sleeping' ; WARNINGS - not proofread

i still can't believe that you noticed me

mindlessly scrolling on your phone, you patiently wait for your roommate, park jay, to finish cooking up some breakfast. a comfortable silence has settled between you two, with the only sounds being the sizzling oil on the pan and your humming.

"you've been listening to the same 14 songs for the past week."

"what?" you ask, looking up at him. you stare at his back, broad shoulders exposed by his tank top.

he turns his head to look back at you over his shoulder, raising a perfect eyebrow. you realise then what he's saying.

laufey had released a new album last week, and you literally haven't played any other song outside of it since it dropped. you can feel jay judging you, but you just shrug at him. you were definitely not stopping.

"so what if i've had bewitched on repeat? can you deny that they're good?" you challenged him.

"no, of course not," he chuckled to himself, turning back to the pan. "i'm just surprised you haven't gotten sick of it yet."

"i would never get sick of laufey," you say with mock offence.

"alright, then," he said with a teasing undertone.

you wanted to retort, but he placed a plate in front of you, making you forget what you were going to say.

"hey, you have a later clinical today, right?" he asked as you two dug in.

"mhm."

"take the box i left in the fridge with you before you go then. its some extra lunch i made so you'd have enough energy to get through the day."

"thank you," you say appreciatively. "you really don't have to do that every time i have a heavier day."

"well, if i have time to, then i don't see why i shouldn't."

"what about you? what are you doing today?"

"my professor cancelled class today, so i'll go check out if i can bother heeseung or jake."

"i'll pray for whichever victim you choose, then," you joke.

"maybe i won't make you extra lunch next time," he pouted playfully.

"no, no. those actually really help me. god knows if i didn't score you as my roommate, i would have passed out several times by now."

"grateful to be of service"

after breakfast, jay lounges around the apartment as you're getting ready. some show plays on the tv, but it doesn't drown out the sound of must be love playing from your speakers.

you shout your leaving when you exit the shared apartment, and jay wishes you a good day. he watches you close the door, leaving him completely alone.

i'll never forget the first time i saw you then

when he drives to the shopping centre with jake later that day, he pauses mid-sentence when he realises something.

"is everything good?" his friend asks.

"yeah, i just recognised the song playing."

"really? you listen to from the start by laufey?" jake asks. he had decided to connect his phone to jay's carplay, and had been in the one in control of the playlist.

"not really, but my roommate does."

"y/n? that's pretty cool. they've got good music taste," he replies.

"they've had her newest album on repeat since she dropped it," jay laughs, eyes on the road.

"do you find that annoying?"

"of course not, it's funny seeing them prance around the apartment, belting their heart out," he laughs at a memory of you singing at the top of your lungs. "i guess i'm more of a second-hand listener now? if that's even a thing."

"probably," jake shrugs.

a light pink bouquet, a promise you'll stay and i start to believe

the two had decided to eat out at wagamama's first, before anything else.

"i think i'll get the pad thai," tells the waitor, who nods and notes it on his ipad.

"hm, i'm feeling like trying the grilled chicken ramen," jay says. "oh, could i also get the miso mixed vegetable salad to-go?"

"sure," the waitor replies. he pockets the small device in his apron, and leaves for the kitchen.

"you ordered another meal?" the younger asks curiously.

"me and y/n go here often. of course, i had to get them something. usually, they'll go for the typical miso salad, or some curry, but they've decided they wanted to try being vegan recently. so i got the vegan one," jay explains nonchalantly.

"wow, you really care a lot about them, huh?"

"of course, we're sharing the rent, after all. have to be a good roommate, otherwise they'll leave and i'll have to pay the bills on my own."

"maybe i should get a roommate," jake chuckles. "but i don't think i'd be able to get someone like you."

"i'd feel sorry for whoever ends up with you," jay teases him. "and anyway, they're a good roommate. they do the laundry for the both of us, and we usually spend the weekends cleaning together."

"you guys are so lucky," is all jake says.

i don't recognise myself ; who've i become?

jake dragged jay into their third clothing shop that day, despite jay's protests. in self-defence, jake whines about needing some new shoes.

"don't you have like, thirty pairs? what could you possibly need another one for?"

"actually, i only have twenty-eight. and i need one for graduation, of course."

"right, because none of your almost-thirty pairs suffice," jay rolls his eyes.

"don't act like you dont have seventy pairs of the same polo shirt."

"i don't!"

"i've seen your closet, don't lie to me."

jay sighs and leaves jake to wander around the shop on his own.

"there you go again, buying another shirt," jake's voice sighs from behind jay fifteen minutes later.

"not for me," jay shakes his head. he turns to show the clothing piece to his friend. "for y/n. this is definitely their style, and it'll fit them so well. they have a pair of shoes that are this exact colour, so it would be good outfit if they sandwhich it with any bottom piece they choose."

"you think a lot about your roommate," jake raises his eyebrow at him.

"i see them all the time, why wouldn't i?" jay asks.

"no, like, you think too much about y/n considering you're 'only roommates'," he says with a quote gesture.

"stop suggesting weird things," jay walks ahead to the counter, leaving jake to follow behind.

"is it really so weird, though? if you like y/n like that?"

jay just ignores him, and pays for the shirt. it's not, he thinks to himself, because it's not a new thought either.

i trace it all back, 3:30 am that night something turned in my heart

"thank you, jay," you hug him when he shows you what he got. "you really need to stop buying me things."

"i can't help it," he smiles. "when i see something that reminds me of you, i just feel like i have to get it."

"with how often you buy me things, i'd say a lot of things remind you of me, huh?"

"seems like it..." he scratches his nape, awkwardly avoiding eye contact with you. thanks jake, he scowls in his mind. now he can't stop thinking about what he said earlier.

you and jay decide to watch a movie the next night, since it was a friday, and neither of you had to be up early the next day.

but jay couldn't focus on the tv when you two were basically cuddling under the shared blanket on the sofa. his skin prickled where his arm hung around your shoulder, and the weight of your head on his made him feel light and airy.

the warmth of your body seeped through your clothes, and brought him immense comfort. your sweet scent filled his nose, subconsciously recognising it to be one of the perfumes he'd bought you.

it was only when the movie ended he realised he hadn't been watching at all. and neither were you, if your light snores were any indication.

he huffed amusedly to himself, and shifted on the sofa to get you two in a more comfortable position, actually lying down. reaching for the remote, he carefully switched off the tv, leaving the only source of light to be a soft, warm yellow coming from a corner lamp.

jay stared at your features, illuminated by the dim light. he realised right then, in the comfort of your arms, far into the night, what he felt for you.

while you were sleeping, i fell in love.

; AUTHOR'S CORNER! do u guys ever feel like throwing up at your own work? ALSO THANK YOU FOR 200 this is my offer of thanks 🤭

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koishua · 1 year

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not—𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐔𝐕 [ 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 ]

what they would never, ever tell you!!

fluff. gn!reader. no warnings. like, reblog, feedback!

✧ heeseung has never told you this, but he'd actually tried sixteen times to muster up the courage to ask for your number and a date. it had taken him an entire year, sixteen tries, and five meltdowns to finally approach you and not instantly turn back around in a moment of weakness. he would never tell you that, however, because he thinks that you believe him to be a suave man. what you don't have the heart to tell heeseung is that jay had snitched on him and his various failures. you think it's adorable, so when you first teased him with this information, he'd gone pink as the cotton candies in your hands.

✧ jay will take this secret to his grave and not for reasons you may think. it had been two years into your relationship with him preparing sweet little lunch boxes for you to enjoy during your days of working and it had just occurred to you that he must have payed an honestly concerning amount of money on your groceries. when you had asked him about it, he'd laughed, shaken his head and brushed it off. this was the one thing in life he would want to do without a single payment back. he simply loves you to the moon and back, unconditionally. let him keep at least this to himself.

✧ jake was the person who'd bring stacks of well-taken and organized copies of his notes and put it under your desk back when you were at school. the mysterious, generous note giver had never revealed themselves to you for years. the writings on the papers were the biggest reason why you were so successful those years and it had crushed you not being able to thank the person properly other than stick-it notes you'd past under your desk for them to see whenever they came by. four years later when you'd reunited with jake and started a relationship with him, you realize how awfully familiar the handwriting looks.

✧ sunghoon would rather dive off a cliff than to explain what the clanging sounds in the kitchen for the past two weeks has been all about. you weren't allowed to enter it to help him with whatever he was doing, too. it would be your birthday soon and he'd fought tooth and nail to get every ingredient he'd ever need in order to make you the world's best birthday cake yet. the issue was the fact that he didn't know how to bake— not a single clue under the roof. so, he's taken it upon himself to practice making cakes every day until he could get it right. so far, every attempt has been a total failure. he still has a few days, so until then, he swears you off the kitchen.

✧ sunoo had written a few lengthy love letters to you as a child, not that he would ever tell you. he was eight years old and a hopeless romantic. he would spend hours coming up with rhymes for his poems about you and include them in the letters confessing his love for you. he was utterly smitten and charmed by your cute littles smiles (still is now). he'd never sent them to you, though, in fear of rejection, so he'd hid the notes in a box under his bedroom. ten years later, you were hanging out in the very same childhood bedroom and your feet hit a plastic box in the corner of his room. once sunoo sees the box and remembers about the contents in it, he feels absolutely mortified.

✧ jungwon was popular all throughout his childhood and teen years with many admirers, boys and girls alike. he was, however, thought to be uninterested in any romance, because he would instantly reject anyone that approached him. the small detail that no one knows about is how he'd walk the same route home a few times a day in hopes of one day catching your eyes from behind window as he'd pass by. no matter which clothes he wore or how he'd styled his hair, his subtle attempts would never work. months of hard work and the only thing that had worked was just going up to the counter with a box of juice and a small paper with a series of digits written on it.

✧ riki is a prideful boy and it would destroy his fragile ego if you knew how he'd stayed up a few nights and searched for tips on how to make someone like you on google's incognito mode. he was clueless and desperate to get you to like him as much as he liked you, so he'd scrolled through many wiki hows and blog articles. he even took a compatibility test to see how you matched and he prayed that you wouldn't ask why he was asking for your time of birth and star sign. you didn't ask, thankfully, and you did end up reciprocating his feelings in the end, but only because he'd charmed his way to your heart on his own— not because of wikihow's tips.

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luvn1n1 · 6 months

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— sunny day

genre: fluff | wc: 500+ | warnings: kisses, cuddling | based off: sunny day by beabadoobee | pairing: idol!jay x fem!reader part 1: did he have to?

as you sat there, lost in your thoughts, your phone buzzed with a message. it was jay, and you couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and anxiety as you opened it.

"i'm on my way home, tour just ended," the message read. "can we meet tonight? there's so much I want to say."

your heart raced as the idea of seeing jay again filled you with both hope and uncertainty. you agreed to meet, and soon, you found yourself standing outside the same cafe where you had once sat, watching your relationship slowly unravel.

when jay arrived, the tension in the air was high. Your hands fidgeted as your palms felt sweaty. the memories of your last meeting haunted both of you, but the love you had once shared was undeniable. he looked into your eyes, his own filled with remorse and longing.

"(name)," jay began, he started off, his voice shaky, "i'm so sorry for everything. I never meant to hurt you, and i can't believe I missed our anniversary. i know you won’t forgive me."

you couldn't help but feel the pain in his words. "i know you didn't mean to, jay, but the distance has been hard on both of us. it feels like we're growing apart."

jay nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "i promise to do better, (name). i'll make more time for us, for our relationship."

You saw the sincerity in his eyes, and it brought tears to your own. "I want to believe you, jay, but I'm scared. I'm scared that we'll keep hurting each other." Tears rush down your cheek as it falls onto the table

he reached out and gently wiped away your tears, his touch gentle and loving. "i love you so much (name), and i don't want to lose you. please, let me show you how much you mean to me."

with a heavy heart, you nodded, the weight of your doubts still pressing down on you. but as jay leaned in and pressed a sweet, heartfelt kiss to your lips, you felt a glimmer of hope. he pulled you into a warm, reassuring hug, and you couldn't help but melt into his embrace.

the night was filled with kisses, cuddles, and heartfelt conversations to make up for past mistakes.

as you lay together, wrapped in each other's arms, you realized that the journey ahead wouldn't be easy, but it was a journey you were willing to take together. forgiveness was the first step, and you hoped that, in time, your love would heal the wounds that had been inflicted by the demands of jay's career.

it was a new beginning, and it was a promise to each other that love, no matter the distance, was worth fighting for.

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flwrshee · 1 year

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✉️ MESS

duo ﹒ jay x fmr genre fluff word count 04k warnings reader is insecure

jay had always been the cook in the house between you two and today was the day that it would change.

you got your hello kitty apron and neatly made your long brown hair into a ponytail ready to cook for jay. you were beyond excited.

taking all of the equipment out, you already made a mess when a couple of them fell on the floor resulting in a bang. you scoffed at yourself annoyed that you could not even take some pots and pans out.

your dish for jay was simple pancakes and whipped cream which jay usually made for you, you wanted to surprise him.

everything was onto a great start, you put all the ingredients together, added the right amount of each and even managed not to spill anything. or so you thought.

luck was not on your side whenever you tried cooking and today seemed no different.

taking out the electronic mixer, you dunked it into your bowl full of ingredients which resulted in a big mess everywhere. the batter you had carefully made was now all over your kitchen and over you.

goddamn it.

when tidying up you heard footsteps from the stairs and soft yawns. it was jay.

he had his matching pyjama set, messy morning hair and was rubbing his eyes out of tiredness. opening his eyes he took a quick scan across the kitchen and just stood infront of you, in shock.

"love, what happened?" he asks confused and worried.

"i wanted to make you some food but i messed up, really badly" you reply quite embarrassed.

"you dont need to do this yn, i dont mind cooking for you, i actually like it better when i cook and when you enjoy my food."

that instantly lifted your mood up and brought a smile to you.

both of you cleaned up the mess and jay was busy cooking for you while you back hugged him melting into his soft scent and warm embrace.

"thank you for doing this jay, im sorry i made you clean up my mess"

he turns arounds from the pan and cups your face in his hands and says, "dont be sorry, i love you so much that cleaning up doesnt matter to me right now" while kissing the top of your forehead.

"your so sweet im going to cry"

"dont cry love, you have jay"

but he was right. you did have him.

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yyawnjun · 6 months

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SLEEPY KISSES IN THE COLD

FALLING - in Love - DURING FALL

JAY x reader

[ reading by an open window + “i forgot how cold it could get.” ]

0.6k wc ; fluff ; did you noticed that this is the continue of the previous drabble👀?? ; that's for my girl astra - @icydawon - here is your man <3 ; hope you will like it!! ; likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated

[m.list of the event]

You had taken a brief break from your reading and spotted, through your window, two young people greeting each other outside a bakery.

The boy's body language showed that he was interested; and inclined toward the girl, who was blushing and barely hiding a smile.

You additionally heard that they had only exchanged names and that they would not be able to see each other again unless they exchanged more contact.

You instinctively opened your window and yelled to the young man who had been staring at the girl as she walked away: "BOY!!! RUN TO ASK FOR THEIR NUMBER BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE!"

And he didn't even turn to face you, where the sound originated from. However, he merely moved in the direction of the girl. You smiled comfortably and returned to your book.

With the window still open, the cold entered quickly and you felt it.

That beautiful vision lasted in your thoughts for a long time, to the point that you began to miss your boyfriend.

You heard the doorbell ring three times; it was him.

You opened the door, surprised by the timing, to find your lover standing there with a tiny box containing cookies he had bought you.

Jay was dressed comfortably in baggy jeans, a white shirt, and a red and black biker jacket.

He entered your flat and offered you the small package after a lasting kiss on the forehead.

"I made your favorites love."

Your face became brightly colored, and your heart began to race.

"I love you, Jay"

You asked him, "Would you like some hot tea?"

And as he proceeded to approach your room, he nodded at the sweet proposal...

He stepped in and collapsed weary on his side of the bed, smiling as he smelled your perfume.

He had been dozing until you walked in and sat down next to him with hot tea and cookies he had cooked.

You sat back down on the bed, near the window, which had remained open in the meantime.

"I forgot how cold it could get," you muttered, and your partner quickly jumped up, ignoring his exhausted body, to close the window to keep you from getting colder.

He soon returned to the bed alongside you and lay down, putting his head on your legs and closing his eyes just enough to glimpse your face.

"You still read while staring out the window, huh?" he inquired.

"Some habits never die. Like yours of always bringing me something delicious made by you whenever we meet," and you leaned down just enough to kiss the boy who closed his eyes and held your face in his hands, almost trying to bring your lips closer together.

"Now that fall has arrived, and we will both be busier, I promise I will always find time to be there for you," he said as he stood up to give you another kiss.

The warmth of your bodies started to flow between the young man's tired lips, and the cozy surroundings added to the delightful peace that was already there in your souls.

"So did you ever go for apples picking?" You shook your head in response to the unexpected question.

"I need apples for a new recipe I'd like to try for you, and if you'd like, we could go pick them up tomorrow. It is possible from August to the end of October, so there is still time. So, my pretty girl, would you like to go out with me?"

Your heart was grateful as you nodded to Jay's funny suggestion.

"Gosh, you are so perfect, I am so in love with you" he smiled as he closed his eyes and went asleep while you continued to read by stroking his hair and caressing his arms.

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heecase · 1 year

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Bruises

Synopsis: What would you do if the love of your life broke up with you and just disappeared? Would you follow him to get answers or would you accept it and move on? But how can you move on when you still have the bruises that he left behind? Pairing: Jay x Fem! Reader Word Count: 7.6k Genre: Angst, fluff (eventually)

If someone were to ask you what is the most painful thing you’ve been through, how would you respond? Would you say it was the time you broke your arm in the 5th grade, falling off the monkey bars? Or is it the time when you fell off your bike and scraped up the whole left side of your shin? Either way, you were naive to think that pain was only a physical feeling because if you were to tell the truth, the most painful thing you’ve ever experienced was not physical at all. It was a deep emotional pain that would leave a bruise on your heart forever.

The day Jay left was just like any other day. The sun was shining brightly in the blue sky, not a cloud to be seen. Nothing could have indicated that there was a shift in the atmosphere. That something terrible was about to happen. Jay was sitting on a barstool at your kitchen island, scrolling through his phone, as you stood over a boiling pot of ramyeon.

“Y/n, can we talk?” He asked, voice so soft you almost didn’t catch it. His phone was still in his hand, but his attention was on you.

“Yeah?” You replied, raising a brow at him. Urging him to continue.

“Can you come over here?” The tone of his voice was making you unsettled, but you decided to ignore the warning signs. You should’ve listened to your gut. If you did, would things have changed?

“Sure.” You finished preparing the ramyeon and made your way over with the pot and two pairs of chopsticks. “What did you want to talk about?” You asked, grabbing some noodles from the pot and placing them in your bowl to cool down.

“Are you happy?” He questioned, not moving to join you as you indulged in the food on the table.

“Yes? Is this a trick question?” You tilted your head at him. Anxiety starts to consume you as you wonder what prompted him to ask such a thing.

“No, it’s not. I just want to know if you’re actually really happy, like with me.” He was staring into your eyes, almost like he was searching for something. An answer that you didn’t know existed.

“Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” You responded, confusion and anxiety started to mix and you felt your chest swell. Did you do something wrong? Why was he asking you these questions?

“I’m sorry. That was a stupid question.” He said, finally breaking eye contact. He looked down at his lap and shook his head slightly. You watched as he nibbled on his bottom lip, thinking hard about something.

“Is something wrong?” You asked, reaching over to grab his fidgety hands.

“I… I think we should take a break.” He whispered, no longer having the courage to look at your face.

“What?” You gasped, letting go of his hands. “Jay this isn’t funny. Tell me you’re joking.”

“I’m sorry. I want to break up.” He says, more confident this time.

“Jay, what’s going on?” Your hand flew up to cover your mouth as tears started to sting your eyes.

“I’m sorry.” That was the last thing he said before he got up and walked out your front door. You were too shocked to try and follow him, but once reality hit, you ran after him. However you weren’t able to find him. You called him repeatedly but he never answered. You went to his home, and he wasn’t there. You went to every single place you could think of, but he was nowhere to be found. After a few days of your endless chasing, your body gave out as you were crying on Yunjin’s couch. You didn’t realize it, but you haven’t eaten any food or drank any water since he left. The ramyeon you made was long forgotten, still sitting on your kitchen island. All you could feel was confusion on top of your pain. You wanted to see him again and talk to him. Ask him why? Why was he doing this?

“Y/n, please eat something.” Your best friend, Yunjin, pleaded. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with a tray in hand, staring at your unmoved body. How long has it been since you’ve been laying down? Probably too long at this point. What if Jay is long gone and you’ll never see him again? You curl up into the fetal position as more tears leak out of your eyes.

“I know you’re going through a hard time but you can’t just starve to death.” She sighed when you didn’t even move to acknowledge her.

“Jay wouldn’t want this.” She said, as your body tensed up at the mention of his name. She noticed the shift and immediately felt guilty for bringing up the one person who caused you all this pain.

“I’m sorry… I’m gonna leave this tray here, please try to eat something. Please.” She sighed, placing the tray on the bedside table before retreating from the room. From the other side of the door, you could hear her on the phone with someone.

“She’s barely alive as it is! I’m terrified right now…” Hearing her voice break as you assumed she started crying. You felt terrible for putting Yunjin through this when this was all your fault. You did something wrong. Jay left because of you.

“Jake, I need you to do something about this before I lose my mind!” Her hushed voice said with urgency. You knew what she was trying to do but you felt like it was pointless. You’ve been searching for days and Jay was nowhere to be found. All of his friends didn’t even know where he was. It was like he vanished into thin air. But if he knew what you were going through would he come back? If you held out for a little longer, would he realize how much you love him? As you thought more about why Jay left, your lungs betrayed you. Breathing was becoming a chore and you just wanted all the pain to go away. Closing your eyes, you let the darkness consume you as more tears fell.

“How long has she been like this?” A male voice pulled you out of your dreamless slumber. In your delusion, you thought the voice belonged to Jay but once you came to you realized you were wrong.

“A few days. She hasn’t been back to her place since he left. For the first few days, she would leave to go find him even though I told her it was pointless. But when she came back yesterday, she collapsed at the front door and I brought her in here.” Yunjin explained, tears running down her face.

“That fucking idiot! Where the hell is he?” The male voice, who you now recognize as Jake, sighed in frustration.

“Are you still not able to get in contact with him?” She questioned, frustration clear in her voice as well.

“No, I’ve asked Heeseung and Sunghoon to look for him as well and they’ll let me know if they find him. But god forbid, if they find him. I might just kill him myself.” He spat, voice laced with venom. A ringing was heard as Jake answered his phone.

“Where is he?” Jake asked the person on the other line. Your eyes went wide and you turned around to look at him. Your body is so weak, it physically hurts to move but you didn’t care. All you cared about was Jay.

“Oh my god, Y/n, are you okay? How are you feeling?” Yunjin questioned as she rushed to your side. You didn’t answer her, eyes focused on Jake and his conversation.

“Yeah, I’ll let her know. Thanks guys.” He sighed, before hanging up. He gave you a sweet smile as he walked over to sit on the side of the bed. “How are you feeling honey?” He tucked a stray hair behind your ear as he caressed your cheek.

“Where is he?” You croaked out. Your throat was too dry for your normal voice to work properly.

“We can talk about that later.” He responded, grabbing your hand to rub soothing circles over the skin. “We need to take care of you first, okay?”

“Please.” You whispered, as more tears fell from your eyes. Jake didn’t know what to do. If he told you, then you would insist on going to him even in your rough state. But he also couldn’t stand to sit here and watch you slowly kill yourself over Jay. You watched as Jake and Yunjin communicated with their eyes. Yunjin shaking her head no before Jake sighed and looked at you again

“He’s at Jungwon’s place.” He answered, as Yunjin sighed. “If you want to go see him, I can take you but you have to let us take care of you first.” You looked at him with hope in your eyes as you nodded enthusiastically. Anything. You were willing to do anything to get Jay back.

As you sat on the bed, eating what Yunjin provided, you thought about what you should say when you finally get to see him. Should you ask him why he left when you thought everything was going well? Or should you skip all that and just beg for him to come back? Does it even matter why he left? As long as you get him back in the end? There were just too many options and you didn’t know which one was the right one. Which option did you need to choose for him to take you back?

“Y/n, sweetie, I need you to be honest with me. If Jay isn’t willing to listen to you or mend your relationship, what are you going to do?” Yunjin asked carefully.

“I don’t know…” You responded honestly. “I love him so much it hurts and I feel like my head is being pushed under water. I’m drowning without him. I can’t breathe. I’m exhausted and I don’t know what to do about it.”

“Y/n, I know you love him, but if he doesn’t love you back then there’s no use in killing yourself over him. He’s not worth all of the pain you’re putting yourself through.” Jake sighed, clearly upset and frustrated at your lack of self preservation.

“You don’t understand…” You said, tears forming in your eyes again. “He left without an explanation as to why he wanted to break up and I don’t think I can move on until I figure that out. I feel like he took my heart with him when he walked out that door. I’m just an empty shell, waiting for him to put me back together again.”

“Oh sweetie, you’re an amazing person and if he can’t see that then it’s his loss.” Yunjin said, stroking your arm lightly.

“But what if I was the problem? What if I did something for him to act like this? What if I ruined the best thing that’s ever happened to me? How am I supposed to move on?” Your brows furrowed as you wracked your brain for an answer. Your friends stopped arguing with you because it seems like nothing they said would help. They looked at each other with worry as they braced themselves for what’s to come.

The ride to Jungwon’s apartment complex was tense. No one knew what was going to happen and everyone was scared that you wouldn’t make it out of this encounter in one piece. Jake’s knuckles turned white, as his grip on the steering wheel got tighter. He wanted to turn around and keep you away from Jay. Away from any pain that he will indelibly cause you but he couldn’t do that because you would hate him for it. He couldn’t live with you hating him, even if all of his effort was to protect you. He hated that at the end of the day, you would still choose Jay over anyone else. Over him.

“We’re here.” Jake said softly, as he parked the car in front of a tall apartment building. You didn’t say anything, as you got out of the car and followed Jake inside, with Yunjin by your side holding your hand. The trek was long and your anxiety was starting to eat you alive. What if this was a bad idea? What would you do if Jay refuses to see you? He clearly didn’t want to be found, so what if he’s just more angry that you show up out of the blue? Was this just going to make everything worse? Doubt was swirling around your head, as you followed closely behind Jake. You didn’t realize you arrived until you bumped into Jake’s back by accident. He turned around and stared at you with the saddest eyes you’ve ever seen.

“Are you ready?” Yunjin asked, squeezing your hand softly. You nodded, still unsure but it was now or never. Jake reached up and rang the doorbell. A soft shuffle could be heard from the other side before the door was pushed open.

“Hey.” Heeseung said, voice low. His heart broke as he made eye contact with you. He couldn’t believe how broken you looked and it was all because of his best friend. Guilt started to spread through his body, as he stepped aside to let you all in. He grabbed Jake’s wrist to hold him behind, making sure you didn’t notice. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Look at her. Do you think we have any other choice?” Jake responded, pushing his way past Heeseung to follow you into the living room. As you walked into the room, your eyes immediately locked onto his figure. No one else in the room existed.

“Hi.” You whispered, afraid if you spoke any louder he would disappear into thin air. Jay looked up from his phone with a shocked expression on his face. He wasn’t expecting you to show up here but he should’ve known since all of his friends were also your friends. His eyes met Heeseung in the hallway, as the older boy shrugged.

“Hey.” He managed to choke out. His eyes automatically come back to look at you. You looked thinner and awfully pale. He could tell you weren’t feeling well based on the way you held yourself, but he couldn’t do anything about it. He broke up with you. The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds before Jake broke the silence.

“Hey, asshole.” Jake said, leaning against the wall directly next to you. Jay was taken aback by the insult but before he could fire one back, you grabbed his hand and led him to presumably Jungwon’s bedroom. You shut the door and took a deep breath to gather your courage before turning around to face him.

“Can we talk?” You asked, moving past him to sit on the bed. He didn’t answer you as he sat on a chair at the desk across from you. You frowned at the distance he was putting between you. “Why did you leave like that?” You choked out, trying your best to hold back your tears. Just coming face to face with him was enough to break you all over again.

“Don’t do this, please.” Jay sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“Do what? What am I doing wrong?” You asked, begging him for answers. You wanted to move towards him but his tone stopped you.

“Nothing! You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one who fucked up so I’m taking responsibility for it! You shouldn’t be with someone like me.” He said, raising his voice louder than he meant to.

“What are you talking about? What did you do?” You whispered, multiple thoughts started running through your head.

“Please don’t make me say it.” He begged you to take the hint and just leave.

“Jongseong! What did you do?!” You asked again, anger taking over and you could no longer think straight.

“I fucking cheated, okay?! Is that what you wanted to hear? That I went out, got wasted and kissed someone else?” He yelled, throwing his hand in the air in frustration.

“What are you talking about?! Jay there’s no way. You would never do something like that!” You were so confused. This wasn’t like him.

“Well it’s the truth. I was upset at you so I drowned myself in alcohol. Before I knew what was going on, that girl was all over me. She kissed me and I kissed her back. All because I was so mad at you.” He explained.

“You know I didn’t mean to make you upset! My dad called me saying my mom was in the hospital, what was I supposed to do? Not drop everything and go to her?” You questioned, flabbergasted at his reasoning for cheating.

“I don’t fucking know!” He yelled back. “I did what I had to do. I broke up with you. So why are you here?”

“Because I still love you dammit!” You yelled, as your hand made contact with his cheek. Your hand burned but you didn’t care. Everything you knew was a lie and it was all unfolding before your eyes.

“Well I don’t love you anymore. You should leave.” He said, voice low. He dropped his head, trying to hide the tears that were falling against his will.

“I can’t believe you.” You gasped, before exiting the room. Yunjin and Jake followed, as you ran out of Jungwon’s apartment. Jungwon looked at your retreating back with pity, as he walked over to where Jay still stood.

“Hyung, why did you do that? Why didn’t you just tell her the truth?” He questioned, staring at his friend’s tear stained face.

“Because I would rather she hate me now and eventually move on, then for her to miss me everyday after I’m gone.” Jay responded, falling on the floor as his sobs consumed him.

Pain is supposed to be subjective. Most associate pain to physical injuries, but you now know that pain can be both physical and emotional. You just didn’t know that the emotional pain Jay caused would feel like your heart is being ripped out of your chest. Yunjin held you all the way back to her apartment, as you cried. You were weak and the overwhelming feelings rushing through your body made you dizzy. Before you knew what was happening, you felt darkness consume you.

“We need to take her to the hospital!” Yunjin’s voice reached your ears. She sounded frantic, and you wanted to comfort her but your body felt too heavy to move.

“You know we can’t do that! We’re not her guardian, so they’ll call her parents and the last thing she needs is for them to find out.” Jake’s voice responded, equally as frustrated.

“Jake, I’m scared. What if she doesn’t wake up?” A sob was heard as she finished the sentence. Why would you not wake up? You’re awake right now.

“She will. We just have to keep an eye on her.” He said, as you felt a hand stroke your hair. You wanted to lean into his touch but you weren’t strong enough, so you just let his soft gesture null you back to sleep.

Your eyelids feel heavy, as you rip your eyes open. The dimly lit room looked awfully unfamiliar to you. Where were you? And what were you doing here? Sitting up, you felt like your body weighed 10 times heavier than before. The weak muscles in your arms barely get the job done. Feeling the shift on the bed, Yunjin bolted awake.

“Y/n! You’re awake!” She sobbed, pulling you into a hug. Jake, having heard her, ran into the room with a pot in his hand. Staring at you with wide eyes, he shot you a beaming smile.

“How long have I been sleeping?” You asked, coughing slightly at your dry irritated throat.

“Two days.” She said, pulling back and looking you in the eyes. You could tell she was searching for any other signs of discomfort.

“I’m sorry. You’re both having a hard time because of me.” You signed, looking down at your hands.

“Sweetie, it’s okay. You know I would do anything for you.” Yunjin places her hand on top of yours and gives you a slight squeeze.

“Me too.” Jake chimed in, waving his pot. You let yourself smile slightly at your friends. You weren’t okay but for them you were going to try to be. Jay told you the truth, so now you have to be the bigger person and let him go. Even if the thought alone makes you want to dig a hole and never come out.

One interesting thing about bruises is the healing cycle. They usually start out very deep and purple but eventually they fade to green, then yellow, and before you know it, the bruise is gone. But just because you couldn’t see it anymore doesn’t mean your body doesn’t remember the pain it caused.

It’s been 6 months since you’ve last seen Jay at Jungwon’s apartment. You still think back to that day every so often. The bruises he left eventually healed, so you’re back to living your normal life. Well as normal as it can be for now. You broke the lease to your apartment and moved into an empty unit in Yunjin’s apartment complex. Just the thought of living in the place that held so many wonderful memories, hurt more than you could've imagined. But what’s done is done and there’s no going back now.

“Y/n, are you okay?” Jake asked, waving a hand in front of your face. You two were currently sitting at a small cafe near your work. Jake had insisted on seeing you today for some reason.

“Yeah. Sorry, I just have a lot on my mind today.” You smiled, sipping your coffee to help ease the awkwardness.

“It’s okay. I was just making sure.” He beamed his golden retriever smile at you, making you feel 10 times better.

“So, what’s the plan for tonight?” You asked, narrowing your eyes at him. You knew he wanted to meet to ask you to do something again.

“How did you know?” He faked, shocked, placing a hand on his chest like you had wounded him with your words.

“Because you always offer to buy me coffee when you want something.” You roll your eyes at him continuing his shocked act.

“As your friend, I am offended that you would think I only buy you coffee when I want something from you.” He paused. “But if you’re not doing anything, the new Antman movie is coming out tonight and I really don’t want to go alone.”

“See! I knew you wanted something!” You pointed your finger at him and laughed, but you agreed to go with him anyway. Mainly because you also wanted to watch the movie, but his puppy dog eyes were definitely helpful too.

As you sat down in the cinema, you reached over to grab some popcorn out of the bucket Jake was holding. Jake briefed you on his rules that you had to follow when watching a Marvel movie. Don’t talk during the movie, don’t ask questions, and most importantly don’t do anything that will distract him. You giggled as he put on his serious face, when the lights dimmed. Half way through, you noticed Jake kept pulling his phone out and huffing in annoyance. It looked like someone kept calling him but he was ignoring their calls. You didn’t want to be nosy so you turned your focus back to the movie.

“That was so awesome! I want to be a superhero too.” Jake pouted as you walked out of the theater.

“I don’t think that’s possible, Jakey.” You patted his head as you headed towards the restrooms. As you made your way back to where Jake was standing, you overheard him talking on the phone.

“Fuck. Are you sure?” He paused. “She’s finally feeling better, dude. Don’t make me do this.” Who was he talking to? “I know, okay. Fuck. I’ll call you later.” He quickly ended the call when he saw you out of the corner of his eye.

“Is everything okay?” You asked, eyeing him up and down.

“Yup. Are you ready to go?” You nodded as he pushed himself off the wall and ushered you to the exit.

Jake’s words stay on your mind as you try to sleep. Who was he talking to? Why was he so upset? You always had a bad habit of letting your curiosity get the better of you. So as you laid in bed and pondered what was going on, Jake was laying in bed trying to figure out what he was going to do. As Heeseung’s words play over and over in his mind.

“Are you guys sure everything is okay?” You asked again for the millionth time. You were having lunch with Jake and Yunjin, but they kept giving each other weird looks all throughout the meal and it was starting to bother you. It was like they both knew something you didn’t and that made you upset.

“Of course, sweetie.” Yunjin smiled but it didn’t quite reach her eyes, which made you more upset.

“Can you please tell me what’s going on? I can tell you both know something I don’t and you’re both awful at keeping secrets.” You sighed, putting down your chopsticks and crossing your arms over your chest.

“Nothing is going on, right Jake.” Yunjin elbowed Jake in the rib, making him yelp in pain. As he rubbed the sore spot, he nodded, not making eye contact with you.

“I don’t like it that you’re keeping something from me. Am I not a good enough friend to you?” You pouted, almost tearing up at the thought that you might’ve done something wrong and that’s why they’re acting like this.

“Y/n, you’re a great friend!” Jake quickly said, nudging Yunjin to join.

“You’re my best friend! I would never keep anything from you.”

“Then tell me what’s going on!” You eyed them both as you allowed a pity tear to fall down your cheek. They both looked at each other before answering.

“Jungwon wants to see you-”

“Heeseung wants to see you-” They both answered at the same time.

“Wait what? Why would either one of them want to see me?” You tilted your head in confusion. Sure they were both your ‘friends’ but that was only because they were Jay’s friends first. After the break up, you haven’t spoken to either of them.

“You’ll know once you talk to them, but they’re both insisting that you go see them.” Jake said softly. You didn’t know why but you agreed so here you are, a few days later, sitting across from both Jungwon and Heeseung, with Jake and Yunjin by your side.

“I know this was uncalled for, but we have to tell you something.” Jungwon said, reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone. “Jay isn’t doing too well and I think he really needs you right now.”

“What are you talking about? We broke up months ago and haven’t talked to each other since.” Your brows furrowed in confusion.

“He went back to the U.S and it’s been a couple of months. We thought he was finally getting better, but his mother is scared he has lost his will to live. Y/n, he really needs you right now. Please.” Heeseung sighed, looking up at you. He noticed the utter confusion on your features and that’s when it hit him. You don’t know anything. He glanced over at Jake and the boy shook his head to confirm his suspensions. “Have you heard anything about Jay since the last time we saw each other?” He signed again after you shook your head.

“Jay is sick, Y/n. He found out he has a brain tumor when you were still together and decided that he wanted to handle this himself. So he made up some bullshit lie and broke up with you. He wanted to make sure you hated him before he left for the U.S with his mom to figure out how to fix it. We found out a month ago that the surgery went well but he’s still in a coma. His mother called crying because she doesn’t understand why he won’t wake up. The doctors keep telling her to wait but she’s starting to get restless, so she told us to get you.” Jungwon turned his phone around so you could look at the screen. It was a picture of Jay in a beanie and hospital gown, looking tired and pale. He was smiling but it wasn’t reaching his eyes. The text underneath said ‘going into surgery’. “I’m sorry y/n we thought you might’ve caught on to what he was doing. I didn’t know that you were being kept in the dark.”

You felt tears start to fall as you stared at the phone screen. You didn’t understand anything. Why did he leave you if he was sick? And why didn’t you notice something like this was going on?

“He needs you right now, Y/n. Please, can you go to him?” Heeseung pleaded. He knew Jay was going to kill him once he found out that they told you, but at this point Jay wasn’t going to make it without you.

“Okay…” You choked out.

So you sorted things out with work and hopped on the next available plane to California. You didn’t really know what you were doing or what you were getting yourself into but here you were about to risk it all for him. Somewhere deep inside your heart, you knew that everything Jay had said before was a lie. At first it felt like a coping mechanism to the break up because it was easier to accept that he had simply fallen out of love with you since anything would be better than imagining him cheating on you. So you hung onto that thought. Since the beginning you never really blamed him for how things ended but you also never forgave him for hurting you so much. You stayed in limbo but as things are starting to unfold so are the barriers you’ve created to shield your bruised and damaged heart.

Once you landed at the airport, an older gentleman was there to meet you just like Heeseung had explained. He helped you with your bags and led you to the car.

“Are we going to the hospital?” You asked, buckling your seatbelt from the back seat.

“Yes, Madam Park will see you there.” He answered before booking it towards the hospital. Once you arrived, the older male escorted you to the room where Jay and his mother were.

You carefully opened the door and entered. The room felt warmer than the hallway and when you rounded the corner, your eyes landed on Jay. Laying in the hospital bed, wearing the same hospital gown and beanie as the picture you saw previously, hooked up to all sorts of machines and hanging on for dear life.

“You must be Y/n.” The unfamiliar voice broke you out of your daze. You nodded your head, eyes flickering back to Jay before returning to the older lady.

“I’m Jongseong’s mother. I’m so glad you’re here.” She waved you over to where she was sitting for you to take her place in the single chair beside his bed. “He hasn’t been doing well but I know he misses you dearly.”

“How did this happen?” You asked, hand to your mouth to suppress your sobs.

“Oh dear, the doctors don’t know. One day he just fainted and when I got to the hospital they told me he had developed a tumor in his brain. We didn’t know what to do. The doctors in Korea weren’t confident in that line of surgery, so they recommended we go to Dr. Adams here in California and so we did. After the surgery, the doctor said everything went smoothly and he should wake up in a couple of hours. But then he didn’t. It’s been almost a month and the doctors don’t know why he won’t wake up.” She grabbed your other hand and pressed a kiss to the back. “I’m sorry to ask this of you, but can you please talk to him. They say he can still hear us even when he’s like this. I’ve tried everything I can think of and the only time he’s ever responded was when I mentioned your name. His finger twitched but he still didn’t regain his consciousness.” You nodded, reaching up to hug the older lady as you both cried.

You’ve been in the hospital for a week and the doctors say Jay’s making progress. You don’t know what that mean but anything is better than nothing. You’ve been spending all of your time with him. Eating with him and telling him stories about your life. All of the events he’s missed from the past 6 months. You were determined to get through to him, mostly because you don’t know how you’ll be able to move on otherwise.

“Did you know that Jake wants to be a superhero now?” You chuckled slightly, thinking back to the fond memory.

“He’s such a little kid. I can’t believe we’re the same age sometimes.” You took the warm towel next to you and started to wipe down Jay’s skin. It’s something you’ve gotten accustomed to doing every night.

“Oh and there’s this new Boba place that opened near the chicken shop we used to order from all the time. It’s so good and I swear I go there 2 to 3 times a week.” You caressed his cheek lovingly. “We should go together next time. I think you’ll really like it.” It was hard to tear your eyes away from him but sometimes you have to or else you’ll just end up crying.

Taking a deep breath, you turn to him and smile again. “You know, I’m still not forgiving you for lying to me. You’ll have to work extra hard to win me back.” You finished up what you were doing and sat back down on your chair by his bed. You held his hand in yours as you laid your head down.

“I miss you so much. Please come back to me baby.” The words left your lips as you drifted off to sleep.

The feeling of someone playing with your hair woke you up. Your eyes open slowly, as you squint against the harsh light coming from the window. You turn your head, expecting to see Jay’s mom, but come face to face with Jay. Thinking you’re going crazy, you scream and jump back into the seat causing it to fall backwards and you with it.

“Y/n! Are you okay?” Jay asked, panic lacing his voice. He tried to reach out to you but his hand couldn’t reach.

“Ow.. I’m okay.” You responded, rubbing your sore elbow that took the blow for you. “Jay! You’re awake!” You quickly jumped up and wrapped your arms around his neck. His light chuckle makes you break away.

“The doctors. I have to call the doctors!” You stood up, but Jay’s hand stopped you from moving.

“It’s okay. They already know and they’ve checked me and I’m fine.” His thumb rubbing up and down on your arm to soothe your anxiety.

“When did you wake up?” You asked, sitting back down on the bed. Taking his other hand in yours.

“A couple hours ago. You had a death grip on my hand and they almost had to amputate it just to take me to get checked out.” He teased, as you threw his hand off to the side in a huff.

“I’m sorry for caring.” You crossed your arms and turned away from him.

“Hey, I was just joking.” His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to his body.

“Does your mom know?” You turned towards him, to get a good look at him. He looked a little better than before but not fully 100% yet. There was life in his eyes and a smile on his lips, as his hand continued to rub soothing circles on the back of yours.

“Yeah, she came by earlier. Said she would kill me if I woke you up.” He chuckled and you didn’t know you missed that sound so much until just now.

“I’m starting to think she likes you more than me and that’s not fair.” He jutted his bottom lip out in a pout.

“I’m sure you’re still number one in her heart.” You smiled, staring into his eyes. You’d missed this.

“I missed you.” He said, looking down at your hand in his.

“I missed you too.” You pulled him back into another hug.

The next few days went as expected. Jay had to stay to be monitored and you decided to stay with him and extend your ‘vacation’. You were currently trying, and somewhat failing, to peel an apple as Jay talked on facetime with the boys at home.

“Dude, we thought you were a goner for a little while there. Please don’t ever scare us like that again.” Jungwon pouted through the phone.

“I’ll try but there’s no guarantee that the tumor is gone for good. The doctor said he can’t see anything so far in the x-rays but that’s why they’re keeping me here for a little while longer.” Jay explained, reaching over to steal a piece of apple from the plate in front of you.

“Well we can see that you’re in good hands.” Heeseung teased, winking at no one in particular. Jay’s face flushed. He didn’t know what you were after all this time. He obviously still loves you but do you still love him? Were you just here out of obligation and guilt? He was too afraid to ask because he didn’t want this time with you to end.

“You guys should get some rest. It’s getting late over there.” Jay dismissed the boys and hung up before they could say anything else to embarrass him.

“They seem happy.” You commented, feeding him another piece of apple. Jay hummed an answer around the fruit. Just as you were about to give him another piece, your phone rings. The screen flashes Jake’s name and you excuse yourself to answer.

“Hey Y/n, how’s Jay doing?” Jake asked as you answered.

“Well hello to you to superman.” You chuckled. “He’s doing really well. I think he could be discharged in a few days.”

“That’s awesome! When are you coming back?” He asked, just as enthusiastically.

“Probably when he gets discharged. If I extend my vacation any longer, I’m not gonna have a job to return to.” You nibbled on your lips at the thought.

“Okay I’ll see you when you get back. Oh and Y/n?” You hummed to let him know you were still listening. “You should talk to him about everything. He did what he did because he loves you and I’m sure he still does.” You didn’t answer and let Jake hang up the phone.

Jay heard your phone call come to an end but you didn’t come back in. He was scared that you had moved on with Jake and he had lost his chance to explain himself. He started to fiddle with his hands when the door opened and you walked back inside.

“Who was that?” Jay asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Jake, he wanted to know how you were and when I was getting back.” You sat back down on your chair and picked up a piece of apple to munch on.

“When were you planning on going back?” Jay’s eyes didn’t meet yours when you looked up at him.

“Probably when you get discharged. Why?” You tilted your head, curious if he wanted you to leave sooner or something.

“Nothing. Just curious, that’s all.”

“Okay, if you’re sure.”

“Are you dating Jake?” He asked, making you almost choke. After your coughing fit and multiple gulps of water, you shook your head.

“No, I’m not. Why are you asking that?”

“I was just wondering, that’s all.” He paused for a second. “So, are you seeing anyone else?”

“No, I’m not Jay. What is with all the questions?” You grab his hand, trying to get him to look at you but he still refuses.

“I just want to know why you’re here.” He sighed, finally asking the question he’s been dying to know.

“What do you mean why? I’m here because I care about you.” You furrowed your brows as agitation started to boil in you.

“Yes, I know you still care but why? I cheated on you and broke up with you in the worst way possible. I figured you wouldn’t ever want to see my face again.”

“Jay, I know you didn’t really cheat on me. Jungwon and Heeseung already told me the truth. Why do you still insist on lying to me?” You stood up and started pacing back and forth to calm yourself down.

“They told you everything?” He gasped, eyes following your moving body.

“Yes! So when they begged me to go to you because your mother was worried sick when you wouldn’t wake up after the surgery, what was I supposed to do? Abandon you?” Tears stung behind your eyes as you bit your bottom lip to stop yourself from crying.

“After everything I did, I wouldn’t be surprised if you did.” He looked back down at his hands, mentally cursing at himself.

“Jay, I love you. I tried to move on. I tried to forget about you and us and everything because I had to. I couldn’t sit around and be depressed while Jake and Yunjin worried about me. It wasn’t fair to them so I did what I had to do. And you did what you had to as well. Except you lied to me. You should’ve told me you had cancer. I wouldn’t have abandoned you, if that’s what you thought. I could’ve been here for you and maybe you wouldn’t have been in a coma for a month if I was.” Your tears were no longer being held back now. They were streaming down your face in full force. Everything you’ve kept inside, since finding out the truth, was pouring out.

“You still love me?” He questioned.

“Is that all you heard from my whole speech?” You rolled your eyes at him.

“No, I heard everything, but why? Why would you still love me, after everything I did?”

“I don’t know. But a small part of me always knew that you might’ve been lying and I hung onto that. I thought the idea of you falling out of love with me was easier to bear.” You wiped aggressively at your cheeks, trying to stop crying.

“I still love you too, ya’know.” Jay’s eyes finally met yours and you could feel the sadness eluding from them.

“Then why did you lie to me? Why did we break up?”

“Because I was scared. I was scared that the chemo wouldn’t work. Which it didn’t. And the surgery was unpredictable. I couldn’t stand the thought of you having so much hope for me to get better and have it all ripped away if the opposite were to happen. I would rather you hate me for the rest of your life. Then to have you watch me die.” He was now crying too. You sat back down on the edge of his bed and pulled him into a hug.

“I understand you being scared. This is a very scary thing to go through, but I would have rather been with you in your last moments, than to find out you died through someone else.” You pulled away and gently wiped his tear stained cheeks.

“So you still love me?” He asked, arm wrapping around your waist.

“Yes.”

“Even though I lied to you?”

“Yes, but only because I understand why you did it.”

“Even though I look like a hot mess and currently have no hair and a giant scar on my head?” You laughed softly, kissing both his cheeks. The soft banter, making your bruised heart heal just a little more.

“Yes, because I don’t care how you look. At the end of the day, I’ll always love you.” He pulled you towards him and locked your lips. The kiss was soft and passionate. You felt his arm tighten around your waist as your hands went up to cup his cheeks. Tilting your head, you deepened the kiss. Trying to savor the feeling, as if you’ll never get to feel it again.

“Sweetie, the doctor said-” Jay’s mother’s voice rang, making you two pull apart. “Oh my, I’m sorry!”

“No no it’s okay!” You yelled, getting up to stop her from leaving but she had already closed the door. Mortified, you placed your head in your hands and groaned.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jay asked, trying to pull your hands away.

“You mom just walked in on us making out and you’re asking me what’s wrong?” You groaned again, trying to ease the embarrassment.

“It’s okay, we’re grown adults. It’s not like she walked in on us having sex or someth-” You smacked his chest in horror.

“Stop! How could you say something like that??”

“What? It’s true.” He simply shrugged, making you sigh.

“So, will you still love me even when I’m old and gray, walking around with a cane cause my knees don’t work the same as they used to?” He asked, trying to cheer you up and he succeeded because you let out a soft giggle before kissing his lips again.

“Yes, yes I will.”

A/n: I know nothing about cancer so if anything is wrong I'm sorry T.T I also haven't watched the new Antman movie so no spoilers please! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Feedback is always welcomed :)

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heejayy · 2 years

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Embarrassing sex moments!

Warning • MDNI! 18+, swearing

Genres • smut

Pairing • Hyung line x Black Reader

Heeseung

You and Heeseung had gone to visit his parents for the holidays. You were having such a fun night, but Heeseung started to get needy which led to him becoming handsy. He wouldn’t stop slipping his hand up your skirt as he stood behind you. He ended up making a lame excuse that his parents believed and dragged you to his old room.

You both quickly got undress and went at like animals for a good hour. He had you facing the door while you were in reverse cowgirl, you were about to climax when his mother barged in. You screamed, she screamed then Heeseung screamed. You both scrambled trying to cover your exposed bodies.

“Mom! Get out!” Heeseung whined pushing you behind him. His mom just stood there with her jaw hanging to the ground.

“Honey!” She yelled down the hall for he husband “We’re getting grand babies!” She cheesed waving her hands up and down.

“Continue, continue! I’ll leave” she giggled closing the door.

Jay

Jay’s head was thrown back with one hand gripping the sheets and the other gripping your hair. Your head bobbed up and down on his member as drool dribbled down your chin. You were so in the moment you didn’t hear the door open behind you.

“Damn girl you getting that shit, gimme some Jay” Jake stupidly cheered for his friend leaning in expecting a high five. You were absolutely mortified! As you looked over to Jake you slipped Jay’s dick out of your mouth awkwardly covering you face with his shirt he took off a while ago.

“Jake,” Jay called his name with the upmost anger “get. OUT!” Without a word he ran out closing the door behind. Jay gave you a apologetic look as you wiped your mouth.

“He’s gonna tell everyone isn’t he?”

Jake

As you were bent over a moaning mess taking back shots jake pulled all the way out and slammed back in but…this time into the wrong hole…

“OW shit jake what the fuck!?” He instantly pulled out trying to stifle his laugh.

“You think that’s funny?!” You turned around to slap him on his bare chest.

“I’m- I’m sorry babe” he laughed falling back against the headboard hitting his head.

“That’s what you get!” You hollered getting off the bed heading towards the bathroom.

Sunghoon

He had you up against the shower wall and as he pounded into you. Your voice echoed off the walls as you called his name out in pleasure. He continued thinking he had a decent grip on you but the next thrust he lost that grip and dropped you.

“Fuck! Sunghoon!” You wined on the shower floor as you tried to collect your thoughts on what just happened.

“Oh shit babe I- I didn’t mean to drop you” he struggled to help you up but then you slipped on soap and ended up hitting him in the dick. Now you both were on the shower floor in agonizing pain as the shower head pelted you with water.

“No more shower sex. EVER!” He nodded with a guilty look holding his dick.

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liveloveleiwrites · 10 months

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SYNOPSIS sunghoon used to seek help from his hopeless romantic best friend that is blindly in love with him. unintentionally hurting her slowly in the process. now he sees her worthy of his love, is it too late? or does he have a chance to redeem himself and have her back real this time?

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nixytea · 2 years

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i love you so | p.js

pairing: p.js x gn reader (well not exactly considering he’s letting u go so is it counted??? idk)

genre: angst, sacrificial love, second male lead jay

word count: 963

warnings: jay sad hours, letting go?

note: i wrote this in a rush at like 10pm and i’m not sure about the wordcount since it’s not a long drabble. anyway i was super high off ijekiel from who made me a princess while writing this cuz i always wished athy had ended up with him instead (my man was a walking green flag why did she choose lucas bruh💀💀💀)

he’s walking himself home again. it’s been a while since he’s had someone by his side as he approaches the doorstep. but if you’re happy, then he’s happy too. so long as whoever that guy waiting outside the classroom was doesn’t break your heart, he knows she’ll be okay. and maybe he will be too.

but then he sees you.

you’re leaning against the doorframe, lips apart as you let out a familiar, warm laugh. it’s loud, it’s carefree, it’s just so you. and that guy’s with you, laughing along, your eyes locked, a bouquet of flowers between the two of you.

(they’re not even your favourite flowers. but you accepted them.)

it’s not that jay doesn’t know how you feel about this guy. heck, he’s the one who knows it best. park jongseong, the one you called every night to gush about this guy who had it all: class president, straight-a student, always lending a hand with a killer smile that sends every girl swooning. the guy’s exactly your type. and he knows damn well that this guy’s what you want. he’s got everything you look for in a partner: romantic, soft-spoken, charming. everything jay isn’t.

so then why is jay’s heart tightening? his lungs won’t take anything in, heart won’t stop clenching so painfully he has to hold his chest, eyes never leaving your lovesick features. he should be happy for you. he should be proud that you’ve finally gotten the courage to act on your feelings for him, the air shy but sure. it’s great, jay thinks to himself. absolutely great. the boy you’re talking to is your first crush, your first step into the wondrous world of romance. and jay’s the one who’s been your wingman this whole time. “just talk to him. give him a letter. drop more hints.”

he shouldn’t be regretting it now.

but here he is, watching his best friend and their crush’s first kiss. jay imagines what you might taste like: strawberry, like your lipgloss that you put on every morning? cocoa, like the chocolate muffin you stole from him during lunch?

well, he’ll never know.

jay moves towards the stairwell behind him, lowering his head so you don’t spot him. but he doubts you will. after all, you’re a little preoccupied at the moment, from the looks of it. and it’s not his place to intrude on such an intimate moment.

it is only when you are out his sight does jay park allow himself to sink to his knees and sob his heart out.

to hide his feelings for you for years, was it easy? definitely not. but for you, he would do anything to preserve your carefree smile, because it’s not just for him to see. he thought he’d accepted that fact long ago. that you would never give your heart to him. you just don’t love him the way he loves you. and he’s fallen in love to the point that it hurts to see you smile because it sends his heart racing in laps, and yet he never wants this pain to end. it’s won’t go away so easily, he knows. maybe it’ll never go away. maybe he’ll just keep ignoring the searing ache in his chest, maybe he’ll be able to congratulate you and your new boyfriend with a sincere smile on his face when he sees you at school tomorrow. he can’t stand from the pain right now, cheeks damp and hair matted, sleeves stained with dark little patches. but tomorrow he can pull himself back together to give you his all once again.

park jongseong lives to make you smile. he lives to protect you, to nag at you, and to make sure you feel safe and loved. it’s a duty he’s taken seriously since he was a kid whom you gave a roll of toilet paper to clean up the graze on his knee.

the truth will only hurt you, he decides. what you need in him isn’t a lover. he’s your best friend, your wingman, the one who sings you to sleep when no one else will, the one you can always fall back on when the world hurts you. that’s who he is. and it’s selfish of him to have held on to these feelings for you, because anything other than platonic will hinder his life’s mission.

it feels like hours have passed when he finally rises to his feet. everything feels numb, numb, numb; heartbeat tripping, knees trembling as he pulls himelf up, hand on the wall for support. a grimy puddle lies before him, where he sees his reflection staring right back. it’s as though it’s chiding him, trying to tell him something.

it’s time, jay. don’t be selfish.

that’s right, he thinks. don’t be selfish. too long he’s been holding it off, fooling himself that it’ll be okay, that maybe someday he’ll stand a chance. it’s exactly why it hurts so much to watch you slip out of reach. so this time, he knows it’s finally time to let go. if you love her you’ll let her go. that’s the way it has to be, the way it always will be. he will watch other men come and go, but he will stay, and his feelings will fade eventually.

…no they won’t.

but it’s okay. it’s going to be alright. he has you, and it doesn’t matter how he is by your side, he just has to be there.

so he puts one foot out. then the other. one step, two steps, a couple more steps and he’s left the building. breathe in. breathe out.

the apartment block grows smaller, smaller, until it is nothing more than a speck in the corner of his eye. jay doesn’t turn around once.

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stariikis · 1 month

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en-cafe ‧𓍢ִ໋☕ ׂ 𓈒 ⋆ ۪

a series of enhypen fics revolving around cafes, coffee shops and caffeine-induced romance...

a collaboration with @enwonz !!

status ; ongoing to be added to the taglist you can send in an ask here!

[ash] lee heeseung

almost is never enough - tba trope ; barista x manager office romance synopsis ; heeseung can’t help but fall for the new transfer to his branch. confident and capable, you’re everything he’s dreamed of. but the employees’ code of conduct tells him otherwise, and who is he to break it?

[lee] park jongseong

coffee beans can't grow flowers - tba trope ; barista x florist synopsis ; when a new cafe opens next door, florist jay can’t help but notice the cute barista, and soon he’s searching for an excuse to see her every day. a few mass deliveries and mystery gifts later, your secret admirer practically exposes himself, and you’re not complaining.

[ash] sim jaeyun

you're my best mistake - tba trope ; klutz barista yn x customer synopsis ; spill a cup of coffee on a customer, and you get yourself a date?! you’re a total klutz behind the counter, even more so when a handsome customer like jake appears. and when you accidentally splash his order down his shirt, offering to buy him a new one doesn’t go exactly the way you expected.

[lee] park sunghoon

think he knows - tba trope ; enemies to lovers, new hire x barista mentor synopsis ; when your new hire starts his first day at the cafe, it goes anything but smoothly. sunghoon’s forgetful, a total mess, and all in all gets on your nerves throughout all your shifts together. one big misunderstanding later, you find yourself at his mercy…but why are you starting to fall for the new and improved sunghoon?

[ash] kim sunoo

everybody wanna steal my girl - tba trope ; established r/s, jealousy synopsis ; it’s a normal day at the cafe – at least for you. you order the same frappuccino you get every morning, sunoo pretends you’re a stranger and flirts with you, and you take a seat at your usual spot. but when your ex-schoolmate comes up and strikes conversation, sunoo’s day flips right around.

[lee] yang jungwon

treat you better - tba trope ; nosy barista x customer who catches her r/s cheating on her at the cafe synopsis ; as jungwon’s most faithful and loyal customer, he recognises every face you enter and leave with. so when he spots your boyfriend walk in with a different girl, he knows something’s amiss. with a carefully crafted plan, he exposes your soon to be ex. it seems he’s earned more of your affection than he’d planned, though?

[ash] nishimura riki

when i see you again - completed 30/03/24 ! trope ; barista x customer reunited buddies synopsis ; following an unexpected encounter with a long-lost friend, riki sparks a fresh connection with a familiar face. and what if he wants something more with you this time, and the boundaries of your friendship extends into unfamiliar territory? (news flash: he’s loving every second with you)

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ilovejoo · 1 year

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｡･:*:･ﾟ★｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

physical touch; enhypen

word count: 1.6k warnings: n/a? gn!reader a/n: wrote this instead of my essay bc enha + physical touch = <3

masterlist!

heeseung

patting your head, ruffling your hair, etc

he thinks you're adorable. whenever you guys make eye contact, he can't help but smile before ruffling your hair and looking away. whenever he walks by you, he gives you a pat on the head to make his presence known. when you guys are laying in bed together, he will lazily run his hands in your hair in his sleepy stage- eyes closed, both relaxed. you groan every time he does this, saying he's messing your hair up, but you secretly love it.

running his thumb over yours when you hold hands

the pad of his thumb caresses over your hand every time you guys are holding hands. the strokes bring you somewhat of a comfort, and it's a sweet way you guys are interacting really subtly. he does this because he loves the feeling of having you with him, the feeling of your hand in his. no words, just love expressed through small gestures of physical contact.

rests his head in your lap

though he's the oldest in enhypen, he's the youngest in his family, which i feel exposes itself through your relationship. he lies in your lap and looks at you with the cutest smile that makes you fold. he'll fall asleep here, he'll go on his phone here, he'll tell you all the gossip while you stroke his hair here: your lap is his favorite place to be.

jay

back hugs

hes obsessed with protecting every bit of you, meaning that he loves making you feel safe covered in his arms. when you sit on his lap, his arms are tightly around your body. when you're standing around, something (jay) snakes around you and keeps you company from behind, asking questions about what you're doing. when you're cooking at the counter, he will stand behind you, bending so close that you feel the warmth of his breath on your neck (AHH)

forehead kisses

a quick kiss before he leaves for all his schedules of the day, a kiss when he wakes up and sees you looking all cute in the corner, a kiss as a greeting when he sees you sitting alone: he loves forehead kisses. he does it almost like a traditional type of thing: it's not a normal day without a forehead kiss from jay.

rubbing your thigh

omfg. his hand is always on your thigh when you guys sit next to one another. it just rests there all the time, occasionally rubbing it from time to time, sometimes drumming a little beat with his fingers. he also rests his hand on your thigh worried when he notices that you're nervous and your leg is bouncing uncontrollably. it does calm you down, but on the other hand, it can also make you flustered.

jake

massaging your shoulders

he always wants you to be comfortable & is actually happy to get rid of the knots in your back, shoulders, etc.. after a stressful day, he pulls you in by the wrist and brings you to sit in front of him so he can start messaging you. even though you should be the one relaxing, he ends up relaxing even more, feeling his hands all over you and your skin (🤭). he definitely watches youtube tutorials on how to give better massages just for you.

hanging his arm around you at all times

whether you guys are sitting together or standing together, jake's arm is always around you. it's almost like you were made right to fit into the space between his side and his outstretched arm. he either hangs his arm around your shoulder or hooks it on your waist. his hand rubs on you whom he's holding; this shared warmth gives him comfort, and he loves having you right by his side.

biting you (lovingly)

like that one ending fairy where he acts like a dog, he follows through and tends to bite you at random times during the day. you guys are resting on the couch? he bites your shoulder. you're trying to feed him a cookie? he bites the cookie and also bites your finger. does he growl when he does it? sometimes. it's just cuteness aggression, according to him.

sunghoon

tracing shapes on your skin

he loves tracing shapes all over you, like your hands, the bottom of your wrists, your back.. it gives him something to do with his hands instead of just sitting there awkwardly staring into space. he'll write messages like "ily", hearts, smiley faces.. OR he'll draw little sad faces on purpose just so you ask him "what's wrong :(" and he can tell u everything all pouty.

drying your hair for you

after you shower, sometimes you lack the energy to fully dry your hair, and instead you just go to sleep. sunghoon always points out that you can catch a cold; when you shrug in response, he rolls his eyes, brings out a towel and a hairdryer, and motions for you to sit in front of him. he makes sure the hot air isn't burning you, his hands aren't pulling on your hair and hurting you, and makes sure you're comfortable.

squeezing your hand

he squeezes your hand as a reminder that he is still there, which he is literally always holding every second of the day. when in stressful situations, he squeezes your hand either to comfort you or gain comfort himself. he learns a teeny bit of morse code: two short squeezes followed by one short, one long, and two short, which is then followed by one long, one short, and two long. "ily."

sunoo

playfully hitting you, leaning into you whenever he laughs

he's always right next to you, especially in a group setting. you better be prepared for a night full of playful arm slapping, head leaning- all the physical touch coming. sunoo is always laughing, and whenever he laughs, he does something with his hands, whether this is pointing at whoever made a joke, slapping the person next to him, or completely falling onto someone. when you guys are together, his hands always land on you. you don't mind at all: watching his eyes sparkle as he leans into when he laughs- heaven.

intertwining pinkies

rather than just holding hands, you two opt for a different type of constant contact: interlocking pinkies. it's just a cute way for you guys to always be connected, like a forever pinky promise that you guys will always be together. he loves swinging your arm around as well while walking when you guys are together.

leaning on your shoulder

he always leans on your shoulder on the couch, in long (or even short) car rides, on a park bench... basically every chance he gets. sometimes he falls asleep, and other times, he just enjoys the contact and your presence. he gets extra happy when you lean on him back.

jungwon

playing with your clothes or accessories

even in moments of silence, he always wants to be connected with you. when you guys are on your phones handling your separate business, one of his hands will always be playing with something of yours. when you guys are walking, you'll feel a little rustle on your arm: it's him playing with your sleeve. he messes with the ends of your shirt, like making little folds in it over and over, twisting it into little flower-shaped twists. if you wear jewelry he's definitely running his hands over the chains and twirling them constantly.

wiping your tears

like that clip of him wiping away sunoo's tears, he wipes your tears away whenever you cry. he hates seeing you sad, and his way of making your tears go away is literally making your tears go away. his thumb comes and swipes all of your tears away, or sometimes he will kiss them off your face like a cutie. he succeeds though- it does make you feel better.

wiping crumbs off your lips, taking off a stray eyelash, etc

it never fails to give you butterflies. the close proximity of his face, his focused expression, his fingers on your cheek: he probably doesn't know the effect he has on you, because in his eyes he's just doing something nice for you, taking care of you by removing something on your face.

niki

tangling limbs with you

oh man. you and him become one. one body. you guys share limbs atp. i've talked about this before but he sleeps with his leges and arms wrapped around you. his weight is always on yours, even if you complain about it: it's your personal weighted blanket. when you guys are sitting next to each other, he LINKS LEGS. LMFAO. he even intertwines fingers and makes you use your free hand to get things for the both of you.

the tightest hugs ever

he gives the kind of hugs that feel like he's trying to suffocate you. you always tell him that you aren't going anywhere, but he'll spin you around and toss you from side to side during every hug. he always laughs as you complain that you're getting dizzy, and he'll pretend to let go and move on before quickly sucking you back up in his arms.

playing footsies

he will make an effort to create a foot war the second he realizes your foot is in front of his. he kicks your foot and gets all giggly when you kick his back. it doesn't even have to be under the table; even when you guys are sitting next to each other with your feet outstretched, he will suddenly attack your toes. he also unties your shoelaces all the time. odd? but cute.

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lilacnini · 1 month

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CALL ME YOURS !! (LHS - 이희승)

SYNOPSIS: ever since you broke up with your ex, choi jiho, who cheated on you with another girl, you have always wanted to get revenge. when you meet jiho again at school, to prove you were over him and had met a better man, you told him you were meeting someone. you lied and told him you were meeting a random guy who you pointed at on your school's bulletin board for being the top student in the whole school. coincidentally, that guy was lee heeseung, known for his quiet and smart personality. then jiho demands to meet him in real life, hand-in-hand with you, which now you have a huge problem. first, you have to find heeseung, and next, you have to date him.

pairing: topstudent!heeseung x popularstudentfem!reader

genre: fake dating, s2l, romance, high school au, sunshine x cold

warning(s): reader + heeseung being in denial, your ex cheated, kissing, inspired by a k-drama (i forgot which one), two of them being awfully awkward at first, swearing, grammar errors, party, lots of love confusions, does say that winter is dating beomgyu, punching, fighting

word count: 7k

AN: guys im back with a long au, i never really write long aus, so this is slightly new to me. i did proofread it but not super thoroughly so if i made any mistakes, my bad for that .

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ALL YOU WANTED WAS REVENGE. Sweet revenge against your idiotic ex, Choi Jiho.You remember the moment you walked into the girls locker room to go deliver something to your PE coach, only to find the room “empty”. It hit you like a ton of bricks when you stumbled upon Jiho, locking lips with your “supposed” best friend, Kim Haeun, in the girl’s locker room Lip on lip, eyes closed, moving in sync. Heart shattered, tears streaming, you bolted, tripping over a basket of equipment and scraping your knees quickly catching attention of Jiho. His voice trailed after you, calling your name as you fled into the distance.

Losing both your best friend and your boyfriend cut deep. Being single was one thing, but being unable to find anyone who measured up to Jiho was another.

"YN, your standards for men are too high!" Karina remarked from the bleachers during PE.

You shrugged. "They've always been high." For the past 4 months, no one was your type compared to Jiho, the perfect boyfriend in your eyes: tall, handsome, a football player, rich, and occasionally nice.

"It's because of that disgusting asshole," Ningning scoffed.

"He isn't disgusting!" you retorted.

"YN, you need to get over him. This is just becoming toxic, plus you dumped him in front of the whole school ," Giselle chimed in. She was right. You vividly recalled the moment, twenty minutes before the bell, eyes swollen from crying all night but disguised behind makeup, replaying yesterday's scene you witnessed in your mind.

"YN!" Jiho's voice snapped you back to reality, his figure rushing towards you.

"Can we talk?" he asked, breathless.

"Talk about how you fucking cheated on me? Fine, I'll hear you out," you yelled, drawing everyone's attention.

"Can you keep it down, YN?" Jiho snapped.

"Sure I’ll quiet it down when I want to. Go to your girlfriend, Haeun. Why does she have to be my best friend, out of all people?" you glared.

"YN, let's talk inside," Jiho groaned, irritated.

"No, we're done. I never wanted you anyway, you asshole. Just fuck off," you spat, the words stinging even as they left your mouth The next thing you knew the scene spreaded like wildfire at school.

"Are you okay?" Minjeong asked as you sobbed at the lunch table.

"Listen, YN, Jiho wasn't worth it. You saw what you saw," Karina tried to console.

"I don't know... it's just over now," you murmured, head in your hands.

"Maybe it's a sign to find someone better," Ningning suggested.

"I don't know..." you whispered, feeling lost, unable to move on.

“I’m for sure there’s someone way better than him.” Giselle added (biggest lie you ever heard).

MONTHS PASSED AND YOU FOUND YOURSELF IN THE LIBRARY, lending a hand to the librarian in organizing books before school started. As you went about your duties, dropping off books and preparing to fetch more, the one and only, Jiho, stood by the school bulletin board waiting for you. It had been months since the breakup, and yet, the wound was still fresh, a constant reminder of the pain (really yn..)

"I wanted to say a word," Jiho awkwardly mumbled, eyeing you for a reaction, his hands in his pockets.

You reluctantly agreed, "Fine, make it quick. I'm busy."

"I broke up with Haeun," he stated, the words hanging in the air.

"What?" Your eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"I ended things with Kim Haeun," he said more firmly. His words sank in, but confusion lingered. But why was he telling you this now? Then it hit you—he wanted you back. Yet, on a day when you missed him, you suddenly felt nothing. He had left you for another girl (well, technically, you dumped him), betrayed you, and now he came back because you were his second choice?

"Why are you telling me this?" You managed to maintain calm.

"I still like you, YN LN," he confessed, causing your eyes to widen. You bit your lip, before you could accept his confession like your 5 minute ago self would. Your heart didn’t thump like it did when you were around him. Your hands weren’t sweaty like they were when he looked at you before. Your mind wasn’t racing like it was when Jiho confessed to you for the first time, months ago. It was nothing like any of that–you just felt empty and cold.

"I'm seeing someone," you blurted out, realizing the lie you had just said. Crossing your fingers, you hoped he wouldn't ask about the identity of your "so-said boyfriend"

"Who?" he inquired, raising his eyebrow. Desperately searching for an excuse, your eyes landed on the bulletin board, displaying a list of top students and their ID photos.

Rushing over, you pointed at the first photo and name you saw, "That guy," you said, reading his name, "...Lee Heeseung! I'm dating him."

"Oh, really?" Jiho cast a skeptical glance between you and the photo, a smirk playing on his lips. "Then," he leaned in closer, "how about you introduce me to him, hand-in-hand, next week? I want to see if he's worthy of you." Panic rushed in you, and your throat went dry. You forced a smile and nodded in reluctant agreement.

"Sure," you replied.

"Great, see you next week," Jiho said, turning and walking away. You were officially doomed. Now, you have to find this Lee Heeseung and give him a deal.

YOU WANDERED DURING LUNCH, TRYING TO FIND HEESEUNG. You only heard about him because he got a perfect score on the hardest SAT exams, but you didn't really pay attention.

"Heeseung? Sorry, I don’t know who he is," a girl replied when you asked her about Heeseung.

"It's okay," you smiled politely and left, feeling frustrated.

"I'll never find him," you groaned to Karina, who was with you while you asked everyone about Heeseung.

"Why did you lie to Jiho then? I thought you weren’t over him. Last night, you were giggling at how cute Jiho is and how much you want him back," Karina asked, taking a bite of her apple.

"I don’t know. He was just using me. I knew it because he and Haeun broke up," you explained, letting out a soft sigh. "He saw me as a second option, and I got into this mess because I lied to him about having a boyfriend who's probably some ugly nerd."

"I told you he was using you the entire time! But you didn’t trust me!" Karina scolded you.

"Sorry, I was just blind back then," you mumbled.

Before your last attempt, you walked up to a boy and asked the same question you’d been asking everyone.

"Do you know Lee Heeseung by any chance?" you asked. The boy's eyes widened, and a big grin spread across his face.

"Yes, I do! For what reason?" the boy quickly replied. For the first time, someone knew who he was.

"Do you know where he is then?" you inquired, hoping he could help.

"I do. I’m close friends with him. Come, I’ll show you where he is," the boy replied as you followed him, waving to Karina goodbye.

As the two of you awkwardly made up the long staircase, you arrived at the rooftop of the school. When the boy opened the door, a lonely figure sat by the table, reading a book.

"Heeseung!" the boy called out, causing the figure, supposedly Heeseung, to turn around.

"What, Jungwon?" Heeseung raised his eyebrow, quickly glancing at you and then back at Jungwon.

"YN was looking for you," Jungwon quickly said, nudging you to speak. Heeseung obviously knew who you were, known for dating Jiho and your soft-delicate visuals.

You walked towards him awkwardly, “Uhm…can we talk privately?” Slightly glancing at Jungwon, signaling him to leave quietly. As Jungwon left quietly, you cleared your throat.

“So…” you started off a bit nervous, “I need some help?”

"What help?" Heeseung answered a bit coldly, “If it’s anything studying related, I’m not interested-”

"I need help dating," you blurted, realizing what you had just said.

"What?" Heeseung gave you a puzzled look, "Dating what?"

"I lied to Jiho. Okay, I don’t have interest in you or even Jiho. I lied to him saying that I’m meeting you," you spilled the news. Heeseung had an empty look on his face as you tried to read his expression.

“Why me?” Heeseung arched his eyebrow.

“You were the first name I saw,” you explained, “So can you fake date me? I need it, please,” you pleaded, hoping he would accept your request.

"No, I’m not interested," he turned around, quickly getting his book to start reading again. Your jaw dropped, no one had ever rejected you like that.

"What?" you spat, feeling terrible that you got rejected for the first time.

"I’m not interested in you or in dating. So, I strongly believe that I shouldn’t do it," he said, quickly focusing his attention on his book.

“I’ll do anything!” you begged, feeling desperate.

"Anything?" Heeseung quickly averted his attention to you, dropping his book slightly to make eye contact with you.

"Yes, anything. I’ll do anything," you replied, hoping he would accept it.

"Then introduce me to her," Heeseung answered. You looked confused.

"Who's her?" you raised your eyebrow.

Heeseung’s cheek slightly blushed, it was the first time you saw him so embarrassed. “Karina,” he mumbled under his breath. Suddenly it clicked—he was interested in Karina, your best friend.

You gave an eager look, “Deal! I’ll introduce you to her after all of the fake dating.” You pulled out your hand.

"Deal," Heeseung replied, shaking your hand.

A FEW DAYS LATER, YOU FIND YOURSELF in the convenience store, an unexpected place for someone like you—a popular girl to be at. Your outfit was simpler than usual, baggy gray sweats and a white tank top, with your hair thrown up in a messy high ponytail and an oversized jacket completing the look.

You scan the snack aisle, contemplating your choices, when the doorbell chimes, signaling a customer had entered. Your heart thumps as you recognize the last person you expected to encounter—Heeseung. He's dressed in simple gray sweatpants and a black hoodie, his messy hair somehow adding to his charm.

Your eyes lock momentarily before you both awkwardly shuffle towards each other. "What brings you here?" you ask, surprised to find him in a convenience store at 2 am.

"Why are you up so late?" he counters, swiftly turning the interrogation on you.

"I couldn't sleep. What's your excuse?" you reply.

"Studying," he responds matter-of-factly, grabbing an energy drink before swiftly checking out and leaving. You hurry after him, catching up as he strides down the street.

"Studying late? That's a first," you mutter to yourself, gazing up at the night sky.

"I don’t want to flunk my classes, unlike you," he retorts, avoiding your gaze.

"I'm not that hopeless," you roll your eyes.

"Yeah, you are," he quips, taking a sip of his drink.

"Hey!" you playfully threaten, pulling back your arm as if to hit him. But then something unexpected happens—you catch sight of Heeseung's smile, genuine and endearing. You quickly shake off any wayward thoughts; after all, you're just his so-called “girlfriend”.

"Where do you live?" you inquire, trying to change the subject.

"Stalker much?" Heeseung teases.

"Shut up," you retort, rolling your eyes.

"I live in the house near the college," he answers, disposing of his empty can.

"Do you walk to school?" you ask, trying to prolong the conversation.

"Yeah," he replies.

"Then... do you want to walk together tomorrow?" you suggest, stopping in the quiet and empty streets.

"Walk together?" he repeats, surprised.

You nod and quickly add, "Yeah, you know, for you know..."

Heeseung considers for a moment before agreeing, "Sure."

"Great! I'll come by your place at 7 am since school starts at 7:30!" you smile, remembering to ask for his number. He inserts it into your phone, adding, "Don't blow up my phone."

"I'm not that obsessed with you," you retort.

"I think you are," he jokes.

"In your dreams," you shoot back.

YOU FOUND YOURSELF STANDING OUTSIDE Heeseung's door, feeling an awkward knot tighten in your stomach as you waited, fingers fidgeting nervously. After what seemed like hours, the door swung open to reveal a woman, likely Heeseung's mother.

"Hi, who are you?" she inquired, her eyes curious but welcoming.

"I'm YN LN," you replied, managing a warm smile despite your nerves. "A friend of Heeseung's."

"Heeseung's friend?" Her expression softened into a delighted grin. "I didn't realize Heeseung had such a pretty friend. I'm Heeseung's mother. Just call me Mrs. Lee."

"Mom..." Heeseung's voice interrupted, his presence suddenly beside you as he quickly shuffled to put on his shoes.

"Heeseung, she seems like a sweet and pretty girl," Mrs. Lee remarked before Heeseung darted, closing the door behind him before his mother could say anything else.

"Your mother seems really nice," you commented, attempting to ease the tension.

"Mhm," Heeseung mumbled, his attention already diverted to his book that he quickly pulled out from his backpack.

With a pointed look, you reached out your hand, silently urging him to remember.

Heeseung sighed, rolling his eyes in mild exasperation, but he relented, tucking the book away and clasping your hand in his. The touch sent a jolt through you, a feeling you couldn't quite grasp.

"So..." you began, eager to break the silence. "Where's your class?"

"Class 3-B," he replied shortly, his gaze fixed ahead as if unwilling to meet your eyes.

"Mine's right next door." you exclaimed, hoping to inject some enthusiasm into the conversation. "Perfect! Do you know what this means?"

"What?" Heeseung's response was clipped, his tone guarded.

"That I can come over to your class during lunch!" you declared with a wide grin, trying to lighten the mood.

"I eat on the rooftop, alone." he added, emphasizing the word alone.

"Ah, I forget you’re a loner," you teased gently.

"At least I'm productive with my free time," he retorted.

"Well, today we're together!" you suggested brightly and then with a smirk you whispered, "And I can introduce you to... Karina." The mention of your best friend's name made Heeseung blush slightly.

"Shut up," he groaned, moving to cover your mouth with his free hand just in case you would say anything else.

"Like I want to-" feeling a sudden hard squeeze in your hand "Ow..."

"Now shut up before I squeeze harder," Heeseung warned, though there was a hint of genuine threat in his tone.

"You're no fun," you muttered. Eventually, you arrived at the school, fingers still intertwined as you drew curious whispers from the hallway.

"YN and Heeseung, dating? No way..." you heard a girl whisper by the lockers, causing a flush of embarrassment to color your cheeks. When you reached Heeseung's classroom, you reluctantly released his hand, noticing the tension in his posture as he leaned against the doorframe.

"See you later?" you asked, "I'll be on the rooftop during break."

"Alright..." Heeseung's response was hesitant, but then came an unexpected word that caught you off guard. "...baby." The pet name hung in the air.

"R-right... anyway, bye..." you stammered, feeling a rush of different emotions. You'd been in relationships before, but you were never so flustered for such small things like that. Could it be... you weren't falling for him, right?

HEESEUNG SETTLED AT THE EMPTY TABLE on the rooftop, his gaze drifting across the school grounds. The rooftop held a special meaning for him, offering a quiet place to read, barely visited by others.

“Heeseung!” Your voice sliced through the silence, drawing his attention. He glanced up to see you approaching, two lunches in hand.

With a bright grin, you placed the meals in front of him. “I brought lunch!”

"Thanks," Heeseung replied , his tone cool as he examined the homemade kimbap. As you both sat down, awkwardness settled between you, by the avoidance of eye contact.

Summoning his courage, Heeseung brought a question that had lingered in his mind for months. "Why did you like Choi Jiho?"

Your eyes widened at the unexpected, catching you off guard. You paused, hesitating with how to respond.Memories of Jiho flooded your mind. You had forgotten about him for the past 4 days due to Heeseung being on your mind 24/7.

You cleared your throat, summoning a bitter lie to your lips. "I... uh, he was nice, I guess."

"Did Jiho even like you back?" Heeseung's question cut through the air. That’s when you realized something. You remembered the way Jiho would never defend you in any moment or barely spend time with you. And the time when he did? He would always be on his phone. You realized how stupid you were as you thought the moments where he just wanted attention from the public by kissing you or flirting with you meant that he loved you.

"I... I don't know," you admitted. Deep down, you knew the painful reality—that Jiho had used you.

"Oh, okay..." Heeseung responded, sensing the weight of your words. "So, let's change the top—"

"I know he didn't like me," you interjected, your gaze drifting to the sky before meeting Heeseung's gaze. "I know he was the worst boyfriend I could ask for."

Confusion flickered across Heeseung's features at your sudden confession.

"I was blind. I regret it," you murmured, your gaze falling to your lap. "But it's in the past."

Heeseung regarded you with his usual stern and cold look. "Then why did you tell Jiho you were meeting someone else?"

"Because... I wanted to prove I was happier now," you muttered, grappling with your tumultuous emotions.

"Are you?" Heeseung's gaze bore into yours.

"I... I think I am," you replied

"You 'think'?" Heeseung pressed, his tone firm.

"I'm happier than before," you insisted, though the vagueness of your answer hung in the air.

"That's not specific," Heeseung challenged.

"I can't be specific," you confessed, frustration simmering beneath the surface. "Because I don't know, at all."

"Are you sure?" Heeseung persisted.

"Heeseung, it's my feelings, yes I'm sure," you asserted.

"I'm just physically and mentally curious, so it allured me to—" Heeseung began, but you cut him off.

"Okay, I think that's enough. The bell's going to ring soon. Text me later!" With that, you rose abruptly, snatching your lunch bag and offering a quick wave before descending the stairs back to class.

HEESEUNG LAY ON HIS BED, staring up at the ceiling. He knew he should be studying, but your words about Jiho lingered in his mind. "I'm happier than before." Why was he even pondering such things? Lost in thought, he was jolted back to reality by a faint buzz from his phone. Retrieving it, he found a message from you.

YN LN: heeseung!! all my friends rejected me to go to the mall TT, so wanna go together?? ><

Heeseung paused, a moment of surprise flashing across his features. You were asking him to go to the mall with you? It felt almost like you were asking him out. He composed himself and replied:

Heeseung: Sure. Send location and time, I’ll be there.

Putting down his phone, he realized the weight of his agreement. He had just agreed to go on a date with you. And now, he needed to get ready. Hastily, he rummaged through his closet, seeking out a suitable outfit. Opting for his lone stylish varsity jacket paired with jeans, he ran his fingers through his hair in an attempt to tidy it up.

Rushing to the mall, he found you leaning against a store wall, your attention fixed on your phone. As he approached, a cupid seemed to strike him with an arrow as his cheeks flushed. The simplicity of your outfit and the gentle cascade of your hair rendered you utterly captivating.

You looked up, catching sight of Heeseung's slightly stunned expression, and greeted him with a warm smile, gesturing for him to join you.

"Hi," Heeseung muttered, still awestruck by your beauty.

"Hi!" you returned the greeting with equal warmth. "I just need to buy some makeup for my friends, or maybe myself, and possibly shop around! Anything you need?"

"Not necessarily," Heeseung replied, scanning the mall.

"Okay then, follow me," you said, seizing his arm and leading him to the nearest makeup store. Arriving at the lip product section, you perused the selection of lipsticks, lip glosses, and lip tints. Grabbing a random lip tint, you turned to Heeseung.

"Can I try it on you? I need to see if it looks good on a person," you suggested.

"What? When did I sign up for this?" Heeseung sighed.

"Please," you pleaded, giving him your best pout. "I can erase it right after."

"Fine."

With careful precision, you applied the tint to his lips. The warmth of his breath brushed against your cheeks and neck, sending a flurry of sensations through you. Your heart raced as you admired his perfectly shaped lips, now tinted with color. After smoothing out any unevenness, you stepped back to admire the look.

"Hmm... I think this works," you concluded, grabbing the new tint to go check out and pay for it.

YOU SAVORED THE SWEET TASTE OF vanilla ice cream as you took a bite, sitting side by side with Heeseung on the bench outside the convenient store where you first met. He listened attentively as you shared stories about your friends and family.

"And then Giselle told me—" Your sentence was cut short as Heeseung's fingers delicately wiped a smudge of ice cream from the corner of your lips.

"Mhm?" He hummed softly, encouraging you to continue. Your heart fluttered at his touch, beating rapidly in your chest.

"...y-yeah," you stammered, trying to regain your composure, your gaze drifting to the hues of the sunset painting the sky in shades of blue and orange.

"Are you done with your story?" Heeseung inquired, to which you nodded hastily. You weren't finished, but another word might turn you into a flustered mess.

After a brief silence, you suggested, "How about we go for a walk by the Han River?" Heeseung agreed with a nod, and soon you found yourselves strolling side by side along the riverbank, the gentle sound of water trickling in the background adding to the peaceful atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Heeseung asked, "Are you going to the dance?" It was a question he wouldn't normally ask.

"The dance?" you raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by his inquiry.

"Yeah, the school dance?" Heeseung clarified, his expression tinged with skepticism.

"Oh, well, yeah," you replied, feeling a pang of disappointment as you remembered his feelings for Karina. He didn't like you, so why did you allow yourself to hope for something more?

"Is Karina going?" Heeseung continued, and you struggled to find your voice, your throat suddenly dry.

"O-oh, uhm, I think she's going..." you managed to say, the reality of your situation crashing down on you like a wave. Foolish fantasies had consumed you for the past five days, but now you bit your lip to stave off the embarrassment and tears threatening to surface.

"I think I'm tired. I'm gonna go home now. Bye, Heeseung," you forced a small smile before turning away, walking in the opposite direction. Heeseung watched you go, a confused expression clouding his features as you moved farther and farther away.

LEANING AGAINST THE WALL, you found yourself lost in thoughts of Heeseung, the person who was on your mind day in and day out. Why did it bother you so much if he had feelings for your best friend, Karina? Why did his presence hold such sway over you?

"YN?" Winter's voice broke through your trail of thoughts,snapping you back to reality.

"Oh, sorry, I was zoning out," you replied, trying to shake off the distraction.

"You've been distant all day. Is everything okay?" Ningning's concern was evident in her voice.

"Just tired, didn't get much sleep last night," you reassured them with a forced smile, hoping they wouldn't press further.

"Are you sure?" Giselle's skepticism lingered, her gaze searching yours.

"It's nothing, just life being complicated," you offered, trying to reassure their worries.

"If you need to talk, we're here for you," Karina chimed in, her comforting touch on your hands a familiar gesture she usually did. How you longed to confess and tell them about Heeseung and the jumble of emotions you felt and fought with, but the fear of ruining your relationships with both him and Karina kept you quiet.

At that moment, it came to you: you were in love with Heeseung. It had to be a mistake right? You could never like someone like Heeseung. The way your heart thumped when Heeseung did small actions like hold your hand or even wipe off anything from your mouth.

Yet, you couldn't shake the fear, the fear of history repeating itself with someone like Jiho, selfish and foolish. What was the point of falling for someone who didn't accept your feelings and liked someone else

HEESEUNG HAD REHEARSED EVERY WORD, every breath, for the moment he would finally summon the courage to ask you out for dinner. With trembling fingers, he reached for his phone, his thumb hovering over the call button. The weight of his nerves pressed down on him as he prepared to take the risk.

As the phone rang, his heart raced, the sound of your voice on the other end sending a jumble of emotions through him "Hello?" you answered, your voice like music and beauty to his ears.

"Hi..." Heeseung replied, his voice betraying his unease.

"Why did you call me?" you asked, curiosity tinged but yet your voice sounded heavy and drained. Heeseung couldn't help but notice the change in your tone for the past days, wondering if he had somehow caused it. Had he done something wrong?

"I was just wondering if... uhm... you wanted to go get dinner tonight together?" Heeseung's voice faltered slightly, the weight of his question hanging in the air.

"Dinner tonight?" Your voice held a hint of confusion, but there was also a spark of interest. "When and where?" you inquired.

"At the Japanese place down the block, at 6?" Heeseung suggested, hoping you would agree.

"Sure, I'll see you at 6 then," you replied, your voice brightening slightly.

"Right, anyways, bye!" Heeseung quickly ended the call, a rush of happiness coursing through him. He had done it. He asked you out for dinner.

With a sense of pride, Heeseung flopped onto his bed, his phone resting on his chest as. a wide grin spread across his face. He replayed the conversation in his mind, excited for the evening of day.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, you couldn't contain your excitement. Heeseung. Lee Heeseung. had. Asked. you. out. to. dinner. You, YN LN. You couldn't help but squeal with delight into your pillow.

Eager to make a good impression, you jumped out of bed and rushed to your closet, rummaging through your clothes in search of the perfect outfit for the occasion.

HEESEUNG SAT NERVOUSLY, tapping the table as he waited for you to arrive. Within minutes, you rushed in and quickly spotted him.

"Hi!" you greeted with a smile, settling down at the table.

"Hi," he smiled back (inside you felt a flutter at how cute his smile was). You both looked at the menu and ordered as the waiter approached. After eating, you quietly walked outside, enjoying the cool evening air.

The dark, cloudless sky revealed a glimmering array of stars. You admired the view, unaware that Heeseung was watching you, captivated by your beauty.

"The stars are so pretty," you remarked in awe.

"Mhm," he replied, still focused on you. Suddenly, you felt his fingers gently tuck a stray hair behind your ear. Your face flushed as butterflies fluttered in your stomach.

"I have a question, YN..." Heeseung began, and you turned to him, curious.

"Do you... want to go to the dance?" he asked. Your heart raced, your stomach churned, and your head spun. He had just asked you to the dance.

"T-the dance?" you stuttered.

"Yeah... I mean, just as... you know, for visual purposes," he tried to clarify.

"Right..." you nodded, agreeing. "I'll go with you." Heeseung's face lit up with a big grin as you accepted his invitation.

"That's great! I'll, um... see you at the dance then," Heeseung said with a small smile and a wave as you both went your separate ways, heading home with a light heart.

As you walked home, your mind buzzed with excitement. The thought of going to the dance with Heeseung made your heart skip a beat. You couldn't help but replay the moment he asked you, feeling a rush of happiness each time. It was like a dream come true, and you couldn't wait for the night of the dance to arrive.

WEEKS FLEW BY, each one filled with anticipation, excitement, and a series of dates. Finally, the much-anticipated day of the dance had arrived. It had been six weeks since you eagerly marked this date on your calendar. Reflecting on the past four months since you met Heeseung, you knew deep down that you were head over heels in love with him. The moment he asked you to the dance, those feelings intensified.

"Do you think this dress is pretty enough?" you asked, twirling in your knee-length black dress adorned with delicate lace details, a sweetheart neckline, and spaghetti straps. The dress hugged your figure perfectly.

"It's gorgeous," Ningning complimented, deftly assisting with your hair.

"It's perfect, just like you," Winter reassured, adjusting your dress with care.

"Easy for you to say, with Beomgyu as your date," you teased, prompting laughter from your friends.

"And you have Heeseung," Winter smiled, smoothing out the fabric of your dress.

"You two are so cute together," Giselle teased, earning a blush from you.

"I love you guys," you said, feeling grateful for their support as you shared a group hug.

"Even if I'm dating a man, you'll always be my number one," Winter jokes, lightening the mood as you head to Karina's car.

Upon arriving at the dance, the lively atmosphere was perfect. Laughter, music, and chatter filled the room as people talked, danced, and enjoyed themselves. Spotting Heeseung entering the room, you felt a rush of excitement.

He looked perfect in his suit, his hair perfectly styled. Rushing over to him, you greeted him with a beaming smile.

"Heeseung!" you exclaimed. Heeseung looked up, his eyes lighting up at the sight of you. I

"You look amazing, YN," Heeseung complimented, his smile genuine.

"Thanks, but you're the one who looks stunning," you replied, feeling your heart flutter as you took in his appearance. "Come on, let's grab some snacks and go have fun!"

The next two hours were filled with laughter, dancing, and cherished moments spent with Heeseung and your friends. However, amidst the joy, an unexpected encounter with Jiho cast a shadow over the evening.

"YN," Jiho's voice cut through the noise, sending a chill down your spine.

"What do you want, Jiho?" you asked, your tone laced with irritation.

"Are you here with your 'so-called' boyfriend, Heeseung?" Jiho taunted, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes, and what's it to you?" you retorted, your patience wearing thin.

“Yeah there is.” his smirk widened, “Don’t act stupid, I knew everything.”

“God I hate you Jiho.” you spat, feeling your anger rise.

"Come on, YN. Admit you still love me, and everything will go back to normal," Jiho sneered.

“I don’t even like you anymore, Jiho.” you said firmly, trying to keep your composure.

"Oh, really? Maybe this will change your mind," Jiho said, leaning in closer. You felt his fingers slip into your waist, his grip firm and tight. You felt his face leaning closer to yours. You quickly stepped back and pushed him aside.

“Are you fucking crazy?” you yelled.

“YN, why are you so pissed? Not like you like anyone.” Jiho's eyes bore into yours, a smirk playing on his lips.

“I don’t want to fucking kiss you,” you glared, “Now fuck off please.”

“Why is it because of Heeseung? Your fake boyfriend? God, he probably doesn’t even like you YN. He only likes you because you're popular.” he laughed. Your heart sank at his cruel words. The words stung as you heard each word. Heeseung was just a stupid fake boyfriend you had. The two of you had never had a real relationship. A real love. Was Heeseung just playing with your feelings? Did Heeseung even love you like how much you loved him?

"I hate you, Jiho," you whispered before leaving the party alone, your heart felt heavy.

YOU SPENT HOURS lying in bed, staring out the rain-splattered window, your cheeks damp from the relentless stream of tears. Days had passed since the dance, and you hadn't mustered the strength to leave the confines of your home.

"YN, you've been here for hours," Karina's voice broke through the silence, her concern evident as she entered your room.

"Why didn't you text me?"

"Phone died," you muttered, burying your face deeper into the sheets. "

Tell me what's wrong," Karina urged gently, taking a seat beside you.

"I don't know," you confessed, your voice barely audible.

"Come on," Karina coaxed, her comforting presence offering a glimmer of solace.

"Okay, fine," you relented, the words tumbling out in a rush. "Jiho said some awful things to me at the dance. Now I'm a wreck, and I can't face Heeseung. I'm in love with him, and it's tearing me apart."

Karina's eyes widened at the torrent of emotions pouring out. "And you kept this from me all this time?"

"Karina, I didn't know what to do," you admitted, your voice choking with emotion. "I thought Heeseung felt the same way, but then Jiho made me doubt everything."

"How does Jiho know anything? He's not Heeseung," Karina retorted, frustration evident in her tone. "He's just trying to mess with your head."

"But what if he's right? What if Heeseung was just pretending all along?" you sighed, a heavy weight settling in your chest.

"YN," Karina's voice softened, her touch gentle as she sought to comfort you. "How do you know Heeseung doesn't like you? Have you talked to him?"

"I haven't," you admitted, uncertainty clouding your thoughts.

"Then how can you be so sure?" Karina questioned, her eyes searching yours. "Heeseung cares about you, YN. He was worried sick after the dance. He searched everywhere for you and even left the party early out of concern."

"Are you serious?" you asked, a glimmer of hope flickering in your eyes.

"Dead serious," Karina affirmed, her sincerity unwavering. "Talk to him, YN. You'll see."

"But what if I'm wrong?" you hesitated, your fear holding you back. "Just trust me on this," Karina reassured, squeezing your hand gently. "Talk to Heeseung. You'll thank me later." Karina offered you a reassuring smile before enveloping you in an embrace.

HEESEUNG WAS SERIOUSLY DEAD WORRIED about you. He thought you were possibly hit by some car or even worse kidnapped. His thoughts wandered as he tried to think of all the possibilities you were. You stopped even coming to school for weeks.

The memory of the dance replayed in his mind like a broken record, haunting him with unanswered questions. Your sudden disappearance after excusing yourself to the bathroom left him questionable and restless. Desperately, he asked your friends as your friends only left him shrugs and quietness making him uneasy of the situation.

When you finally returned after a week-long absence, Heeseung couldn't help but notice the change in you. You awfully looked tired and you had eyebags. And the most important change, you were avoiding Heeseung. Was it something he had done to mess things up?

Heeseung sat at his usual spot on the rooftop, gazing out at the view, trying to get his thoughts out.

"Look who it is, Lee Heeseung," a voice pierced through the silence, pulling Heeseung from his reverie. Turning, he found Jiho leaning casually against the stairway exit, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Heeseung's girlfriend, huh?" Jiho taunted, his words hitting Heeseung like a sudden blow.

"What did you do to YN?" Heeseung's voice was edged with a mixture of anger and concern, his gaze sharp.

"Nothing much, just a little truth-telling," Jiho chuckled, his demeanor full of arrogance.

"What truth?" Heeseung's tone was laced with urgency, his fists clenched in frustration.

“Just a few things that need to be said. Like how you guys are just dating, nothing more than that.”

Heeseung's jaw tightened as the weight of Jiho's words settled in, his mind reeling with disbelief and anger.

"Do you even know why YN hates you?" Heeseung spat, his voice seething with contempt.

"Why don't you tell me?" Jiho's smirk widened.

"Cause you’re truly an awful person” Heeseung retorted, his patience wearing thin.

“Oh really?” Jiho teased, “I didn’t know.”

Jiho's mocking laughter only fueled Heeseung's rage, his frustration exploding into action as he delivered a swift punch to Jiho's jaw.

"You're really undeserving of her," Heeseung's words echoed in the empty space.

“You could punch me as many times, I don’t care.” Jiho smiled.

“I would but actually I don’t want to see your ugly face, so fuck off.” Heeseung stormed out of the rooftop leaving Jiho alone on the ground.

IT WAS 1 AM WHEN YOU FOUND YOURSELF at the convenience store, clad in your most comfortable clothes, not even caring if people saw you. The rush of cold air from the conditioner greeted you as you stepped inside, scanning the assortment of snacks. The scent of sweet delights filled your senses, tempting you to buy more. You reached for a snack when the chime of the door signaled someone's arrival.

Looking up, you were met with the sight of Heeseung standing across the store, his gaze fixed on you. It felt like deja vu, reminiscent of the first time you laid eyes on him. Your throat went dry, memories of Jiho's words echoing in your mind: "He probably doesn’t even like you." Anxious, you bit your lip as Heeseung approached.

"Can we talk outside?" Heeseung's voice broke through the tension. With a quiet nod, you followed him out of the store.

"YN, what's going on?" Heeseung's concern was evident as he confronted you, hoping you would answer honestly.

"Heeseung, it's nothing," you lied

"It's not nothing," Heeseung persisted, his tone firm.

"Okay, fine, I'll tell you. I fell in love with you, but then Jiho made me doubt everything. I thought you probably didn’t even like me, maybe you liked Karina instead. What was the point of being with you if I'm only going to hurt myself?" The words spilled out in a rush, leaving you empty.. Heeseung froze at your confession, disbelief in his expression.

"You like me?" Heeseung's eyebrow arched in surprise.

"I know you don't like me—" Before you could finish, Heeseung silenced you with a soft kiss. His lips were soft and perfect.You felt his fingers sliding into your waist, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss. Your lips were moving in sync, in the same passion, kissing each other back. You felt his fingers intertwined with yours, drawing soft circles on the back of your hand.

Pulling away, breathless, you attempted to speak, but Heeseung beat you to it. "I like you a lot, YN. I was in denial of my feelings for months, but I realized I was actually in love with you." You widen your eyes at his confession

"Heeseung, you're not lying, right?" suspicion tinged your words.

"Do you think I would ever lie to you?" Heeseung chuckled, tucking your hair behind your ear, a gesture that he would always done

"No, but it all seems real," you confessed.

Heeseung's laughter, the sound you cherished the most, filled the air. "Then, will you be my real girlfriend, YN LN?"

"Of course, any day I'll choose you," you smiled, leaning in for another kiss.

MONTHS HAD PASSED and you found yourself in a state of bliss you never imagined possible. Seated on the rooftop with Heeseung, your fingers intertwined, you gazed out into the view before you, the cool breeze enveloping you in a sense of serenity.

"Look how far we've come," you remarked, a smile gracing your lips as you watched Heeseung absentmindedly draw small patterns on your palm.

"Yeah," Heeseung nodded, his touch gentle and comforting.

"I love you, Heeseung," you whispered softly, your words carrying the weight of your affection.

"I love you more," Heeseung replied in a tender whisper, his warm breath tickling the sensitive skin of your neck as he leaned in to press a series of delicate kisses along its curve.

"Heeseung, that tickles!" you laughed, squirming slightly at the sensation.

"This is your punishment for getting a 60% on the exam," Heeseung teased, his tone playful yet teasing.

"Hey, I'm not some nerd like you!" you retorted, playfully poking his side.

"Nerd?" Heeseung chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"A cute nerd," you amended with a grin, your heart swelling with affection.

"And you're my cute princess," Heeseung declared, pressing a sweet and tender kiss to your lips, his love for you shining brightly in his eyes. You truly were in love with Heeseung, and you weren’t going to deny it.

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