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#so is Jae Ha but idk his jokes go a little too far sometimes i think
hyuckles-chuckles · 4 years
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hiding in a tree — j. jaehyun
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the most handsome guy on campus asks you out on a date, despite ending up in a tree you aren’t necessarily k-i-s-s-i-n-g him.
pairing ; son of aphrodite!jung jaehyun x fem!reader
other character(s) ; son of hephaestus!johnny seo
genre ; fluff, angst, demigod!au, college!au · word count ; 2.4k · rating ; 15 · warning(s) ; usage of weaponry, demigod swearing, mentions of killing evil monsters
request ; “jaehyun + 1 : ‘what did you think was going to happen?’ + m : demigod!au” by @ahgase55g7​ !
masterlist ; adobe’s 1500 follower celebration
a/n ; i truly truly truly love writing demigod/pjo fics, thanks for the request love! i hope y’all enjoy this greek mythology mess + fyi this took me a day to write when it took me a whole year to get tddd out so maybe this is improvement idk you tell me please tell me i love hearing feedback from y’all
hiding in a tree is copyright 2020 hyuckles-chuckles, all rights reserved.
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If you knew that going on a date with Jaehyun would end up with you stuck in a tree with an enraged boar at the bottom of it as he and his friend tried to kill it, you wouldn’t have accepted. Who were you kidding? He could’ve taken you to the Underworld and you still would’ve enjoyed yourself.
Maybe on your next date you could go to the Underworld since that suddenly existed now.
Jaehyun was probably the most beautiful person you had ever seen. And every single person on your campus would agree with you. You didn’t even think that he knew you existed considering you only shared your Creative Writing class with him since he majored in Visual Art and you majored in Literature. You didn’t even see him at any parties since you started tertiary schooling.
But from those few moments in your only class together, he spotted you from the class, his first words to you being ‘This could be weird since we’ve never spoken before, but I think you’re so beautiful. Would you like to go on a date with me?’ You stood with your mouth agape, only responding with a rather loud ‘yes’ when he started to chuckle at your expression. You were already getting your phone out to get his number, but he said he didn’t have a phone. You were surprised but laughed it off as you jotted the details of the date into your notes app.
Nothing could get rid of the smile on your face that day.
You anticipated your date for a few days, agreeing to have a picnic in the park on the weekend (which you found odd considering your first dates were mainly always at a café — this seemed a lot more romantic in your opinion). While you waited for the weekend, every time you had class together you would sit together and get to know each other better before your date.
You even sneaked some selfies with him while he was paying attention to your lecturer. No matter the angle — flattering or unflattering — he managed to look good in every single one. You were extremely jealous. You even teased him at how unfair it was for him to look so good, causing a blush to form on his dimpled cheeks as he walked you to your apartment.
“Uh, so I’ll see you here tomorrow then,” Jaehyun said at the bottom of your staircase as you unlocked the door to go inside of your apartment building.
“Twelve o’clock sharp. You don’t have a phone so I can’t call you if you’re late.”
“If I’m late, I’ll just call you from a payphone — you gave me your number for a reason,” he chuckled as you stood in your doorway. “Bye, beautiful.”
“Bye,” you greeted him with a wave, closing the door before he could see the smile that spread across your face. You could say you were a little excited for your date with Jaehyun.
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You sat at the top of the steps as you waited for Jaehyun. You didn’t realise you had been ready far too early for the date when he was actually supposed to pick you up. But who could blame you when that beautiful boy was supposed to take you on a date? Literally no one could — they would be doing exactly what you are doing.
You looked to your watch, smiling as you only had a minute left until Jaehyun came to pick you up and walk you to the park. You smiled even more brightly when you caught sight of him. Other times you had seen him, he was always calm and collected, a natural smile gracing his features. This time he seemed kind of…stressed. Maybe he was nervous because of your date, but he didn’t seem like himself.
“Hey!” you greet him, walking down the steps, stopping at the very last one. Despite your added height, he was still slightly taller than you.
“Hey, beautiful,” he exhaled, hugging you and bringing you down to the ground. “You ready to go?” he asked, already taking your hand and walking towards the park.
“Jae, wait,” you giggle, pulling on his arm for him to stop. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” he stutters. “Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Well,” you muse as you take in his appearance. His hair is dishevelled as if he ran to your apartment. Between the handles of the basket he held was a baseball bat which you weren’t expecting. And when you looked to his half tucked in shirt, you noticed a quite large mirror hanging from his belt. “You seem…off.”
“Trust me, I’m not,” he gives you a reassuring smile. “Let’s just get to the park — and get there fast.”
Jaehyun walks fast in front of you, you jogging to keep up with his pace. When he finally stops you catch your breath and hold your chest. He notices and gets you a bottle of water from the basket.
“Thank you,” you laugh, trying to hide your embarrassment.
“I’m sorry,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair, making it look even messier than before. “Sometimes I forget people aren’t like me.”
“And what makes you different?” you ask. He suddenly tenses, so you relieve his tension with a joke. “Because you’re prettier than people?”
You see his shoulders relax, which causes you to worry. You got to know him this past week and right now he didn’t seem like himself. “Jaehyun, are you sure you’re okay? We can reschedule the date if you’re not feeling well.”
“No, I’m fine, being at the park is actually keeping me calm,” he reassured you, and even though you knew deep down he wasn’t fine, you had the need to believe so you did.
“So, are you planning on having us play baseball?” you ask as you look down at him preparing the blanket and goods.
“Baseball?” he questions, looking up at you quizzically.
“Well, you have a baseball bat next to the basket,” you remind him of his belongings. “But just so you know, I’ve done all my running for the week.”
“Oh, okay,” he says as he glances at the bat, turning to look up at you from where he sat. “Care to join me?” he asked with a raised hand and a dashing smile.
“Of course I will—”
“Jaehyun! What are you doing here?!”
You both look up at the person who called for Jaehyun. You recognise it as Jaehyun’s friend Johnny. He seems to be in a similar state as your date only much, much worse.
“What the Hades are you doing here?!” Jaehyun exclaims, getting up in an instant, grabbing his baseball bat and looking around the park.
“Hades?” you mumble to yourself, curious as to why he would say the Greek God of the Underworld’s name.
“You told me to lure it to the park!”
“No, I said away from the park!” Jaehyun groans. He seems to have forgotten you’re right behind him, but you know he’s just preoccupied with Johnny at the moment.
“Well, it’s on its way here, you should make sure (Y/N) is protected.”
“(Y/N)? (Y/N)!” he groans, turning around abruptly and placing his hands on your forearms — you would’ve laughed if he didn’t look so scared. “You have to get in the tree.”
“What?” you say as you look at the tall tree. “We’re not tall enough to get me in the tree and also I don’t want to. What’s happening, Jae? I don’t understand what’s happening.”
Jaehyun scrunches his face in frustration, turning around to point his bat to his friend. “Why can’t you listen to me?”
“Because I’m too busy admiring your beauty,” he sneers.
As they argue, you start to feel a rumble at the bottom of your feet and they feel it too. “Okay, (Y/N)!” Jaehyun turns to face you. “I’m going to help you up the tree.”
“Jaehyun, that’s impossible — ah!” You’re surprised at his strength. He holds you by your calves, balancing you so you can grab the branch with ease. “How am I supposed to get down?!”
“I’ll catch you!” Jaehyun smiles up at you, but it fades as you glare at him. “Just get high up, okay beautiful.” You don’t answer him, but you do as he says.
“I can’t believe you brought the Calydonian Boar here on my date,” you hear Jaehyun scold at Johnny from the ground.
You don’t listen to the rest of their argument; your interest is only searching what boar they were talking about and why it was bad to bring to the park. Your eyes widen as you see what Google gives you. There’s no way that they’re talking about the boar that was killed by a king’s son in Greek mythology. There has to be some other boar named after this Greek monster, but you don’t find anything.
You look down to the ground and you see Jaehyun holds his bat and large mirror, Johnny hold a wrench as you see a basic boar run up to them. But as if suddenly a mist was lifted, you see different things. Instead of a bat and wrench, they hold swords — Jaehyun’s a muted red with a reflective blade and Johnny’s a golden colour with ridges in the blade, it seemed seemed to fit their personalities well. And instead of the mirror Jaehyun held, a reflective shield took its place. You crane your neck to the boar and suddenly it’s also changed into the Calydonian Boar and…no way. It had lightning coming out of its mouth!
You refuse to look down, leaning your head against the tree, looking up into the sky as you try to ignore the sounds from the base of the tree. You don’t understand what’s going on or how it’s happening, but you hope that your date and his friend are okay. From your brief reading on the boar, you know it was hard to kill and that it actually killed some of the hunters when it was hunted the first time.
All of a sudden there’s a cheer from the boys, but you still don’t take your chance at looking down. You don’t know what else this boar could do — it might as well take the appearance of those its just killed and is looking for a new being in yourself.
“Beautiful, it’s okay! You can come down now!”
“I’m fine up here!”
You hear nothing for a while until you feel a hand on your calf. You scream at the touch but quickly stop when you see that it’s Jaehyun. You calm yourself with deep breaths, as Jaehyun sits on your branch. You see that Jaehyun has a bruise on his cheek, a rip in his shirt and pants that appear to be smoking and a burn on his knuckles.
You couldn’t believe that he’s actually messier than before your date.
“You okay?” he asks you, a soft smile on his lips.
“Am I okay? Are you okay?” you ask as you take in his appearance once more. You’re pretty sure his shoes were white before and not black.
“Yeah, I guess I have some explaining to do,” he nervously chuckles before taking a deep breath himself.
“I’m a demigod, which means I’m half human and half God — specifically Aphrodite, she’s my mom. Johnny’s also one, we met at this camp for demigods, and he needed help getting rid of this Calydonian Boar which is—”
“I know what it is,” you interrupted, showing him your most recent search. “Continue about your whole demigod thing.”
“You’re taking this awfully well — better than my actual dad.”
“Well, I just experienced it, there’s no reason for me not to believe you,” you chuckled, finally leaning forward and placing your hand on his bare arm that showed through the hole. “Just continue, I’m curious now.”
“Well, that’s the thing,” he grimaced. “I wasn’t actually planning on telling you that today. That would be considered a sixth date kind of confession. I obviously didn’t mean for this to happen, and I understand if you don’t want to continue dating—”
You interrupt him once more by leaning forward and kissing him sweetly, your cheeks heating up as you hear Johnny cheer for you from the ground.
“Woah,” he sighs, as he slowly opens his eyes to look into yours. “I wasn’t expecting that to happen.”
“What did you think was going to happen? I was going to stop dating you just because you’re a freaking son of Aphrodite?”
“It’s a lot more than just me being her son,” he states seriously. “Did you see how I killed that boar?”
“I didn’t want to,” you admit, your face scrunching in disgust as you remember peering down for those few seconds.
“I get that,” he says with a shrug of his shoulders as he gracefully jumps off of the branch onto the one just below your one. “You need help?” he asks with a raise of his hand.
“Uh, definitely,” you say as you take his hand to help lead you down the tree. You yelp when he just jumps from the last branch, rolling onto his back like a gymnast and landing elegantly on his feet.
“Okay, beautiful, jump.”
“Can we just get a ladder?” you nervously ask.
“Holy Hera, I actually have a ladder at camp that’s taller than this tree,” Johnny remembers, frowning when he realises that no one is listening to him.
“I can catch you — just jump!” You know that you don’t want to jump, but you do anyway, screaming as you fall into Jaehyun’s arms. “Told you,” he smirks as he brings you down to the ground.
“Okay, well, I’m going to leave you two — I’ll see you around campus!” Johnny says as he leaves you and Jaehyun alone in the park. “And don’t use your charmspeak on poor (Y/N)!”
“Charmspeak?” you repeat, confused at what Johnny meant by that.
“Uh, I’ll tell you some other time,” Jaehyun mumbles.
“So, that was some fight,” you bring up, looking at the destruction of the picnic that the boar caused.
“Do you want to reschedule this date?” he asked you, moving his hands up and down your forearm.
“How about we order take-out and watch Hercules?” you joke as he walks to your apartment with his arm around your shoulder.“It’s actually pronounced Heracles, but I blame that on Disney.”
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babyitsacrime · 4 years
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1, 22, 23, and 43 for the OC asks.
First off, I apologize for my absolutely atrocious grammar here and also the fact that I just can’t seem to put things into words.
Secondly I wrote this in a different app and then copy pasted so the formatting is a little whack.
1. Your first OC ever?
Oh gosh this one is a little hard to answer. I think Natalia’s my first OC that I ever fully wrote well but me and my friends used to write a lot of stories/fanfiction in middle school so I have some characters from there too that might be older than Nat. Also there’s like three different versions of Nat (Quizup, Next Gen, and the Nat I have now) , and again the one I have right now is by far the most developed/closest to a whole character.
Okay but I talk about Nat a lot so even though I’m not sure which one actually came first I’ll talk about a character I had in the Homestuck fanfiction my friends and I wrote in middle school. (before you ask, yes it’s the 100 page one I’m pretty sure) (also I’m ignoring the self inserts me n my friends made for our other stories bc those don’t count as ocs and I refuse to accept them as characters dhdksjdjs) But basically she’s a troll named Ninmah Aurora. She was heavily based off of Kanaya Maryam, the iconic Homestuck vampire fashion designer lesbian character so that was interesting. And even though I didn’t actually write that much for her she’s one of my favorite characters because I had so much fun writing her with my friends. Anyways can’t believe I just exposed myself as a Homestuck stan on main but you know what it’s fine.
22. Is there any OC of yours that people tend to mischaracterize? If yes, how?
Okay there’s a couple and most of them are small things so I’ll just go by character.
Natalia -
let me just start by saying this: it still baffles me why y’all think she’s cool cshdjsj. She’s kinda a dumb bitch if I’m being honest. Like, don’t get me wrong, she’s super smart and could easily outwit me and honestly any of us, but she’s also plain stupid sometimes in other ways. But like, on the other side of the coin I feel like she almost doesn’t get taken seriously sometimes? I feel like that’s a little on me for usually making jokes at her expense but while she is clueless as to how people function she’s also not plain dumb. A lot of what she says and does is well calculated and even when she does something in the spur of the moment it’s always something logical to her. Hn I don’t know if I’m explaining this right but 🤷♀️. But basically she’s not really cool but also she’s not stupid. (Okay ig being good at Quidditch is pretty cool but that’s not my point)
Also I don’t know why but some people (very few people but it’s still annoying to me) seem to think that her being bi is a huge part of her personality when it’s really not. While she is bi, not everything she does is motivated by that fact if that makes any sense. Like for example, if she’s wearing be a rainbow dress it’s not because she’s (and I quote) "team gay" it’s because she liked the damn dress. Okay I’m rambling now but all I’m saying is that it kinda annoys me when people see her being bi as a hugely defining personality trait. Also she isn’t the only character I notice this happens to.
Ishaan -
Similarly to Nat, whole he does enjoy pranking and such, he’s actually a serious person most of the time. Think of him as more of like a serious and skeptical person who also has a good sense of humor. Although I will say that he does sometimes go out of his way to make a joke sometimes, that’s only sometimes and mostly just to annoy Priya.
Lysander -
Another case of the being gay isn’t his personality. Also??? He’s not gay??? I don’t really know where that came from (like I know who mentioned it to me but I have no clue where she got that from aside from just assuming?) for the record, he is also bi and has a slight preference for girls (mostly bc he likes having an s/o shorter than him but we won’t go into that rn). *slams fists on table* jUST BECAUSE HES FUNNY DOESNT MEAN HES THE TOKEN GAY FRIEND OKAY (okay okay I’m done ranting time to continue)
I also feel like his joking nature is often seen as a sign of him not being as a lack of intellect, but that is in no way true. While he isn’t a genius or anything, he’s a little smarter than average, yet still prone to making dumb decisions because he is still a child. But with more life experience he’ll make smarter decisions while still retaining a joking demeanor.
Priya -
I’m going to keep this one short, but she isn’t as cold and cruel as I sometimes make her seem when I talk about her. I feel like this one’s mostly on me but yeah, she’s a caring person for the most part, just a little misguided and/or dramatic at times.
~I think that’s all of them but I might be wrong? Also none of those explanations make a lot of sense I’m sorry 😔~
23. Introduce an OC that has changed from what your first idea considering what the character would be like.
*drags Nat out again* Here you go.
So I mentioned earlier that there’s like three different versions of her, but in all reality they almost feel like different characters with the same name. However I will say that Next Gen Nat and the Nat I have now (I like to call it her final form bc I think I’m finally happy with her) are similar in many many aspects. But I’ll talk about this Nat because I like her the best and she’s the only Nat I actively use. She was originally intended to be a lot colder/closed off than she is. (Think a lot closer to Aster, but I think pep also had a similar thing with him.) She just ended up becoming a lot softer and a little friendlier than I intended her to be. I’m not exactly unhappy with that though, I feel like this actually added a bit more dimension to her character and it actually gave me a little more room to improve her. It was also bound to happen anyways, especially with the characters she’s friends with/will be friends with. So yeah, it’s interesting and honestly I feel like I’m happy with the changes from what I originally intended her to be.
Hm while I’m here I guess I should also talk about Taemoon.
I don’t know that his personality changed much from my original intent, but his story and intent definitely did. He started as a character that exuded a lack of hope. I don’t know if that sentence makes a lot of sense, but he was originally going to have no chance at happiness in the end. He was supposed to let all of his anger and hurt consume him, making him hell bent on revenge, which would only push him further from anything that could make him happy, but I feel like the end of his story is a lot more hopeful now. I don’t know exactly what it is, but ever since pep asked if Jae Hong could adopt him Taemoon’s life story has become something a lot less disheartening. Now I’ve given him a lot more to live for, and a lot more to make him happy. First off, instead of being alone he now has a family that he quickly grows to trust, and a group of friends with similar experiences that basically become family as well. While he is still very revenge driven, he has a lot more to his life than just that; most importantly he has people he trusts that will keep him from becoming consumed by all of his anger. But yeah, he has become a much more hopeful character as a whole and honestly. I feel like that’s what I really needed. Idk about everyone else but I feel like changing his story to the way it is now really has helped me to feel a lot better in general.
43. Do you have any certain type when you create your OCs? Do you tend to favor certain traits or looks?
Oh god it’s time to confess 😔🤙
So, as most of you have figured out, most of my ocs tend to be very attractive and very capable (and willing) to step on me. If they’re not that then they’re in the minority.
Aside from being physically attractive as a whole, I’d say that in regards to looks, the more they look like they haven’t slept in weeks and are ready to kill a man, the better. If not that, then it’s an oc that looks like I could cuddle with them for hours on end. There’s no in between.
As for traits I tend to favor, probably the most popular is a bad attitude. If you take a look at some of my most used and/or favorite characters, you’ll find that in most cases the snarkier the better. Honestly this is true of characters that aren’t even mine, I just really have a type. At the same time though, I like these characters to have a secret soft side even if it’s only for one other character they care about. On the flip side, I also like writing characters that are genuinely the nicest people you’ll ever meet. I don’t know why but I just love them so much they are truly my children.
Also. Characters that grin in the face of danger? *chefs kiss* I like characters where you question if what they’re doing is out of courage or a death wish. For this reason so many of my characters play some kind of dangerous sport or enjoy dueling, you get what I mean. This goes for both my Edgy™️ characters as well as my soft characters.
Additionally, I do have a lot of characters that are wealthy. Uh. I think that mostly speaks for itself so I’m not going to comment on it any further than this.
Also. Flowers. For some reason I go for faceclaims that eat flowers. It’s not even something I actively seek out??? Like I’ll find someone cute and I’ll be scrolling through pictures and there they are. Eating a flower. This mostly goes for my guy fcs but yeah. Idk how it happens but it just does and I’ve come to accept it.
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cyjprojectarchive · 7 years
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jinyoung + 45 ☺️☺️
prompt: 45. “Are you trying to flirt with me?”group: GOT7pairing: park jinyoung, yougenre: coffee shop!au, 2young as brothers hehwords: 3175
idk if you like long fics, so i’m sorry if u don’t ;;;;;; but um, writing jinyoung is hard sjfhfk but that’s why i specifically asked requests for him, so i’m trying ToT
“Hi, good morning!What will you be having for today?” were the first words you had uttered tohim.
You weren’t thinking much of it anymore as you have recitedthe same greeting for the past two years or so with countless of customersranging from your age to possibly the 60s—some professors from the Musicdepartment were more than eager to chill in the quaint little coffee shoparound the corner of building 131 and chat with their students about lessons onmusic theories or whatnot—you tend to just zone them out as the words onlytranslate to gibberish in your mind.
You don’t remember what exactly prompted you to take thejob as a part-time barista twenty five minutes away from your side of thecampus, but you have stayed for nearly half of your college career withoutcomplaining enough to quit, so that has got to be something. Besides, workingfor five hours every day after—or sometimes before—your classes in this placebecame your convenient escape from the college kids in your major.
Some students practice their instruments in the corners ofthe café, and thankfully they were all at least good at it or else you would have quit the first time your earsare tortured by demonic harmonies. Listening to the quiet strumming of acousticguitars, playful tones of flutes, or even harmonization of voices calmed yoursenses as you brew them their favorite choice of beverages.
You had grown familiar to the homey atmosphere of theplace, and you’ve once almost decided in switching majors just so you canemerge yourself even further into the community, but your lack of understandingmusical technicalities forbid you in pursuing the dream—and you’re totally finewith that. Might as well spare these kids your own demonic harmonies, right?
But the serenity you’ve always felt during your shifts wassoon shattered by a man—who didn’t seem to be that much older than you,probably a senior—barging in the coffee shop like he owned the place, zoominghis way towards the counter—which was, unfortunately, your position thatday—and cut you off your usual cheerful greeting by a nonchalant, “Smallespresso to go,” followed by a wad of paper bills being forced into your hand.“Make it fast,” he had the audacity to add.
You were taken aback, to say the least, as you rarelyexperienced customers as rude as him. But, keeping your composure, you acceptthe payment and give him his change, almost ripping the receipt at thequickness of his grasp.
“Your name, please?” You asked politely yet with grittedteeth. You had just started workingyour shift this morning so you refused to let him turn your feelings sour toosoon.
“Doesn’t matter, I’m the only one here,” he said, obviouslyirritated. As he walked towards one of the bar stools, you begin fuming whilescribbling down his words in the fanciest cursive you could muster. You triednot to express your anger through shaking hands as you wanted to show him youweren’t fazed by his demeanor.
Sighing to yourself, you quickly make your way to thestation and brew his black coffee. Huh,we are what we eat—well, drink in this case, you thought to yourself,snickering at your own little joke. As much as you wanted to add a heapingtablespoon of salt into his drink, you avoided the temptation and completed theorder in under five minutes. Placing it on the counter, you ring the bell andsee him whip his head at the sound, thick black eyebrows furrowing in annoyance.You kept your tight lipped smile on your face as your mind begged you torelease certain profanities already scratching away in your throat. Be professional, you reminded yourself,pushing the small cup a little forward.
The man approached the counter and hastily grabs onto hisdrink. “Thanks,” he muttered under his breath and you blink in surprise for asecond. So he still had some manners left in him? Huh, interesting. You thoughthe was finally going to leave the shop, hoping you’d never see him again as hedidn’t look like he roamed this area of the university that much either—maybehe just stopped by for a quick coffee fix since his usual place was too far orsomething—but you immediately halt in your tracks as you hear him say your nameout loud with a firmness you couldn’t deny. Your fingers automatically touchedthe name tag attached on your apron, cursing yourself for actually rememberingto wear it today of all days. Slowly facing him, you tilt your head and waitfor a response. He seemed as if he wanted to run a hand through his hair, butyou noticed it was slicked back with gel so he probably didn’t want that ruined either.
Rotating the cup with your handwriting visible to you, heplaced his free hand, instead, on his hip and asked, “You think this is funny?”
“Actually, yes,” you caved in, shrugging nervously toyourself as the more you stood there—sweat trickling down your temples—the moreheated the atmosphere between the two of you became.
“You came in here looking like you were having a roughmorning, and I just thought it would help you lighten up a bit, sir,” thehonorific was definitely not necessary, and you mentally thumped yourself onthe forehead for thinking it was on the spot.
The shiny black words spelling out ‘doesn’t matter’ enunciate the whiteness of the cup, and you noticedhis firm grip loosening just a tiny bit. You thought it had worked, yourunconventional way of brightening up his day, until you see his dark brown orbsshooting you an angry glare, and you almost screamed for help under hismurderous aura as the front door opens, revealing your favorite customer—and newfoundfriend—rushing inside.
“Hyung, why didn’t you wait for me?” Youngjae panted, haira sweaty mess probably from running too fast and too much. “I told you aboutthis place so we can get coffee together,”he added with a pout. Youngjae saw you from the corner of his eye and thus hisface brightened up in anticipation.
“I didn’t know it was your shift today!” He beamed.
The man next to your cheerful friend raised an eyebrow atyour seemingly comfortable encounter, so you quickly come back to your sensesand wave a hand at Youngjae. “Yeah, I switched with Dahyun. This fits myschedule better. You get your coffee every Wednesday morning, Jae?”
“Yup, gets me going for my Math class. Honestly, when am Iever using math while performing? Not only is it a stupid general requirement,but the only slot they have is at eight thirty in the morning!” Youngjaecomplained, rolling his eyes in which you chuckled at.
“Tragic,” you commented, wiping your hands on your apron. “Areyou still getting your usual?” You asked, already on your way to the station.You heard him say yes but with less creamer this time since he needed to feelthe espresso hitting him hard. You began making the drink, relieved for thesudden distraction but still slightly confused as to what kind of relationshipthe two opposing poles of attitude the two men in the shop had with each other.You hadn’t known Youngjae for that long yet, anyway, so you ought to ask himthe next time you see each other—preferably without the grumpy man in tow.
However, your question is answered right away with Youngjaeapologizing to you. “Oh, by the way. This is my brother, Jinyoung.”
You felt your back stiffening at the information, but youcontinue pouring the hot liquid into the medium-sized cup with twitchingnerves. “Oh, really?” You muttered quietly, not fully comprehending how the twowere even remotely alike.
“Yeah, he’s taking his master’s already, though, so he’susually on the east side of campus,” Youngjae informed you, stepping closertowards the counter. “He has an interview located near the Music building and Ithought it would be nice to get coffee and walk together,” he added as you turnyour head to see him smiling from ear to ear and you heart soared. Handing himhis cup with ‘otter jae~ written in the same cursive fashion,you see his brother, Jinyoung, tapping away his foot impatiently.
“You guys better go, Jae. Someone’s itching to leave,” youwhispered, chucking your pointer finger discreetly towards Jinyoung. Youngjaedidn’t have to look back as he chortled, saying, “Don’t worry, he’s justnervous for the meeting. He isn’t always this mean looking.”
“Mean looking? Talk about being mean in all aspects of theword,” you cried out, shaking your head in disbelief. “Anyway, Jae. It’s on me,think of it as my first morning shift promo…of sorts.”
“That you’ll be paying yourself?” Youngjae asked. Smilinginnocently, you shoo him away while bidding him good luck for the rest of theday. Youngjae left the shop first, and Jinyoung followed suit, giving you aside eye you only grinned at him menacingly.
“Thanks for stopping by. See you soon, ‘doesn’t matter!’” You greeted good byeas you hear a loud bang reverberating the now quiet shop. You felt proud ofyourself for handling that quite well, you thought. But, finally, knowing thatit was just a one-time thing, you stretch out your arms and go through yourshift with a breeze.
It was after two weeks when you opened up the shop again ona Wednesday morning. You realized no one really comes in before ten so youdecide to sit on one of the tables close to the counter and take a quick powernap. Youngjae was polite enough to text you he wasn’t coming to the shop todayfor he had early vocal training, and you weren’t able to sleep at all lastnight after finishing the ten page research paper you should have done a weekago for your humanities class. Just a few minutes wouldn’t hurt, right? You setyour phone to the side with an alarm for seven twenty five as you dip your headon the wooden surface and feel your senses relaxing into slumber.
“Hey, wake up!” Not even two minutes in, your body shot upin high alert as your head turns to the source of your awakening. You finallylooked up in front of you, none other than Jinyoung staring you down with hisarms crossed, a smirk playing onto his lips. Eyes widening, you scramble toyour feet, hitting your knee below the table thus making you yelp a curse outloud. The blush your cheeks started emanating grew hotter on your skin, and youalmost thought getting caught by your manager would be a better punishment thanJinyoung.
“H—hi, welcome, what—what can I get for you?” Youstuttered, rushing behind the counter while fixing the sides of your hair. This—thiswasn’t what you were expecting at all. Jinyoung stood to where he greeted you,smirk still evident on his lips and it took the little strength in your bodynot to rake it off of his face. He was enjoying this; the second time you twomeet and he’s got the upper hand now, he caught you off guard. Well, this isgoing to be interesting.
“Sleeping on the job? That’s not what a good employeeusually does on their shift,” he commented, hands behind his back. “And leavingtheir phone on the table really shows how professional they are,” he added. Youwere about to make a dash for it, but you see his hand snatch your phone awayand you gape at him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know anyone was going to come in thisearly,” you apologized, desperation almost leaking in your tone.
You assumed Jinyoung probably knew a lot of connections oncampus—Youngjae had mentioned him being well known for his achievements when hewas still an undergraduate, which was why he was offered a paid internship atthe law firm in the university. You had to admit you were impressed by him, andslowly realized the looks he was sporting that was definitely your type—sadly,his attitude negated all of those qualities of him. Youngjae had repeated toyou that it was just his nerves getting to him, but seeing as how calm andcollected and still mean he was atthe moment, you were doubting Youngjae’s statement right about now.
“Please don’t tell, I actually like this job,” you keptpleading, back hunched forward and hands gripping firmly on the counter edge.Jinyoung was wearing a more casual outfit, but still exuded elegance no doubt.Gulping, you pried your eyes away from the midnight blue tie was recentlyadjusted onto himself. Why did that look like the sexiest tie fixing action you’veseen in your life? His hair wasn’t slicked back today, though, it looked morenatural—wavy, even, and you thought this suited him better; not saying thesuave hairdo didn’t work for him, it did,but the curls made him look more approachable, amicable.
“Why do you think I’d tell?” Jinyoung asked teasingly,approaching your form with the phone twirling in his hand. Your eyes followedthe movement, fingers drumming nervously.
“You look like a person who would tell,” you saidcautiously, eyes peering over him. He was staring at your now, at your nervousfigure and you regret ever showing vulnerability. This was only the second timeyou’ve met the guy and the first wasn’t particularly any good either. Yousuddenly thought if your friendship with Youngjae was worth keeping knowing hehad a brother that had you trembling with your knees.
“I’m hurt,” Jinyoung replied, hand dramatically clutchingon his dress shirt. “I’m actually more of a ‘kiss-don’t-tell kind of guy, and Ifeel it works so much better,” he indicated, lips in a suggestive smirk and youscoff at him. The audacity.
“Okay, then, Mr. Grumpy Nice Guy, if that’s the case, can Ihave my phone back now?” You asked, hoping he’d spare your soul.
“Didn’t I just say I was a kiss and don’t tell guy?” He emphasized, elbow now resting againstthe counter, body inching towards your form. He wasn’t too close for yourbreaths to fan over each other, but seeing it was enough to send your heartracing as fast as it can, guts flipping in your stomach you struggle not tosquirm.
“Are you…” you trailed off, mustering the confidence toask him what you were about to, wishing you weren’t about to push his buttonsbecause by god did he look so damnattractive gazing at you like that; eyes glinting with pride for making youfeel like putty to him. “Are you trying to flirt with me?”
Jinyoung smiled even wider, small crinkles around thecorner of his eyes forming at the same time. Your heart pounded seeing hisamusement towards your confusion. Stupid, that’s what you’ve become. Of coursehe wasn’t, he was merely making you feel like he was so he could exact revengeon that faithful day you two first met each other. This is it. He may not tellon your boss, but you sure are ready to quit after this shift is over.
“Depends. Are you taking it?”
You froze in your place, mouth slightly agape and eyesblinking nonstop. The red flush in your cheeks was burning your skin but youcouldn’t move, couldn’t translate his words in your mind coherently. Jinyoungsuddenly poked your shoulder causing you to stumble backward. He quicklygrabbed your arm pulling you to your balance, faces now mere centimeters apartfrom each other. His hand still wrapped around your wrist, but he loosens hisgrip as he exhales softly, eyes scanning every part of your face. The smugexpression had vanished being replaced with a much softer parting of the lips—probablysimilar to yours.
Your eyes found themselves staring at his pink lips and youfelt your tongue wetting your bottom one, and you swiftly detach yourself fromhim, panting from the excruciatingly close encounter with the man who—if yourecall correctly—looked like he wanted to plot your slow and painful deathminutes ago.
“I want to bet my savings on it as a yes,” Jinyoungbreathed out, chuckling to himself as he hands you back your phone. You took itquietly, mindlessly looking at the black screen for any answers to yourfrenzied thoughts. You lifted your head and returned your gaze onto him as yousee a sheepish smile now adorning his features. Your mind started whizzingagain. How could looking both angry and shy work on his face so well?
“That’s a serious bet to make on someone you’ve only mettwice,” you thankfully got your consciousness back, challenging the man beforeyou. Jinyoung laughed again, hand covering his mouth in the process. You foundit cute, adorable, something you’d want to witness again.
“And I’m more than willing to meet this someone anothertime,” he implied, “To make up for our first impressions of one another.”
“What? Youngjae sold me pretty damn well?” You asked, oneeyebrow arched.
“I’d say the opposite. He didn’t want me anywhere near youafter that Wednesday since he said I really took a toll on you,” Jinyoungremembered, crossing his arms.
You scoffed, dismissing a hand. “That was just him beingoverprotective. I wasn’t backing down from a grumpy old man like yourself.”
“Old? Is that what you think of me?”
“You might as well be if you keep pulling that frustratedface every time someone tries to make your day better,” you shot back,reminding him of your antics. He nodded his head understandingly and purses hislips to your phone. “Maybe you should try a different method of making my daybetter, yeah?” Jinyoung, then, pulled out his own smartphone, swiped on thescreen and urged for you to take it. You gave in, thinking you won’t be able tolast with all the teasing, and punched in your digits on his phone. Slidingyour own device back inside your pocket, you tell him, “You’re lucky I likeyour brother.”
“Oh? So is this your way of fooling me into thinking you’reinterested in me when in fact it was my younger brother you’ve been pining forthis whole time?” said Jinyoung, eyebrows wiggling with much playfulness. Yourshoulders started relaxing with your heart still trying to escape from yourchest. “I like him as a friend, Jinyoung. Let’s see if you surpass that levelsoon.”
“I’ll be looking forward to it,” Jinyoung replied with an exaggeratedwink. You chuckled softly, and start making him some black coffee which he wassurprised you remembered. But then again, he wasn’t easy to forget.
And you don’t see yourself forgetting him for a long while.
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cherumie · 3 years
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Akatsuki No Yona is soooo good
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