What Does It Mean?
SF9
Kim Inseong x Reader + Lee Jaeyoon x Reader
Summary: You were the shining example of oblivious. Perhaps, it was more accurately, insecure, ever since your confidence got spat on by your ex. Regardless, you were mostly just blind to the advances of the two cutest guys in the world.
Word Count: 2k+
Warnings: University AU, fluff, angst, reader dumb af, pining, jealousy, love triangle, typos, etc.
A/N: I REALIZED ACTUALLY I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE REQUEST I HAVE IS AND LITERALLY AGREED JUST COS IT WAS FOR JAEYOON AND INSEONG HAHAHAH LOL anyway wtf is a platonic significant other ??? you guys be wilding huh HAHHAA. Anyway anon, I hope you enjoy the way i spun your request hekhek
ALSO i currently have no energy to proof read atm this im sorry for my typos
It doesn't actually matter what I feel.
What mattered was I know that they could not feel that way about me.
These last few days were crazy. Our dorm went on lockdown due to a spike of cases in our area and we were going through an impending decision of whether or not on-campus activities would be continued since the term was ending anyway.
Feelings toward this decision was split because our area had just gotten back to being somewhat normal. I personally didn't mind whatever decision was going to happen because I trusted whatever decision would be made was going to do be for the best, though I was going to miss the benefits that came with being able to go outside again.
And by the way, I meant I knew that neither Inseong nor Jaeyoon felt anything remotely similar to what my friends said they felt towards me.
I mean, why would they when they were popular on campus for being top tier attractive even though half of them have never even seen their faces in person.
What's more they were absolute sweethearts beyond their outward beauty.
And besides, my relationship with them was very superficial, as in I only ever talk to them about school, since I was classmates with Inseong, and dorm life, since it happened Jaeyoon and I shared the same dorm.
I place my hands on my nape and roll my head. I sigh and stretch, proceeding to take a sip of my water and pushing my hair out of my face.
I turn to my clock and find that it's already 1pm. I sigh and stare blankly at my LED screen where my assignment rested.
You know what I could use? Sugar.
I curl up on my desk and grab my phone, skimming through my notifications, debating on ordering some food.
Just then, there is a popup on my phone and it begins to vibrate. There is a video call request and the caller name reads Kim Inseong. I release a breath and answer, "sup?"
Inseong is lied down on his bed, clutching a pillow, "I'm dying."
I snort, "same."
"I was finishing some activates but felt the urge to jump out of the window, so I decided to call you."
I place my head in my hand and purse my lips, "well, I'm very glad you didn't jump out of the window."
He clicks his tongue, "it's an expensive decision."
I chuckle.
"Am I bothering you?" Inseong asks, shifting in his place.
I shake my head, "no. I'm kind of in a slump right now with my own work."
He sighs, "I wish I could help you, but I have no idea how the heck your courses work."
I chuckle, "it's fine. Thanks anyway."
For a moment, we don't speak. It's not awkward though. I set my phone down and turn back to my laptop and attempt to continue with my work.
Just as Inseong speaks, I hear a text notification.
I turn to my phone and find it's from Jaeyoon.
From LEE JAEYOON: π©π©π© can i hangout in your dorm
From LEE JAEYOON: im going to die of boredom and loneliness π©π©π©π©π©π©π©π©
I chuckle and shake my head.
To LEE JAEYOON: π as if i could stop you if i tried β
To LEE JAEYOON: im busy though so
"Who was that?" Inseong asks me as set my phone back down.
"Dormmate," I answer quickly, "errr, I mean... he lives in the floor below my apartment and we go to school together sometimes."
Inseong lingers on the 'he' part of the sentence. I at first don't realize he doesn't reply, cause I'm caught up in the work I was doing. Then in the silence, it occurred to me perhaps he ended the call.
I look over to my screen and see Inseong was no longer lying down and was sat up, running his hands through his hair.
I think nothing of it and turn back to my work. I decide to ask, "what subject are you working on?"
When he doesn't reply, I turn back to my phone and see that he was walking around.
I speak louder, "Inseong?"
He hums, "yeah?"
"What subject are you working on?"
He raises the phone to his face and knits his brows, "what?"
I repeat with a sigh, "are you working on your economics homework, or..."
"Ah, no, no. It's a project for a major subject."
"Ahhh," I nod, "that must suck."
"It does."
I don't get to reply because there is a knock on my door. I look over my shoulder then turn back to my phone screen, "hold on."
I then stand and go to my door, knowingly letting in Jaeyoon that came over, although I didn't say he could. He was wearing a mask and a blanket over his shoulders.
"Annyeong," he says, holding a bag of chips and his own laptop.
I shake my head at the sight of it, "I'm doing my assignment, Jaeyoon."
"I know, I know," he replies stepping in, removing his shoes, "I'll just be here watching a film on my laptop," he responds, all giddy, taking his mask off.
I reply to him as I make it back to my desk, "literally, what's the difference of you watching a film in your dorm and here?" I sit back down and find Inseong looking into the camera as Jaeyoon replies, "uh, you, duh. Your company? Tsk, you're not very smart."
I whip my head to him and glare. Jaeyoon ignores this and chuckles, "you know you love me too."
I reply exasperatedly, "I really don't, Jaengjji."
"There's someone in your apartment?" Inseong asks through the phone.
I hum, "the dormmate I was talking to you about."
Inseong hums and nods, pursing his lips the way he always did. I look at him for a moment but shake my head and go back to work
Jaeyoon overhears this as he sets up on my bed, "is that a classmate?" Without waiting for my response, he screams, "HI CLASSMATE!"
I turn to him and growl, "zip it, you moron."
He turns to me with his toothy smile and nods his head in what he believes to be a cute manner, "sorry." He proceeds to lie on my bed chest down and opens his chips.
"If you make a mess-"
"I won't make a mess!"
I roll my eyes and turn back around.
"Ya," Inseong calls, "do you remember your umbrella?"
"What?" I ask, turning to my phone.
"The one you left the last time you were here?"
I remember and nod, "ah, yeah."
"I should come over and give it back to you."
I knit my brows but continue to type away on my keyboard, "what? Why would you do that?"
Inseong lets out a breath, "well, because I might not get another chance if they tighten the lockdown protocols."
I chuckle, "weirdo," I turn to the camera, "it's just an umbrella. You don't have to come over just for that."
"No," he says, "didn't you say you really liked this umbrella? Your grandma bought it for you."
"Yeah, but it's okay if you keep it till next time. I have, like, two other backup umbrellas here. Plus the one Jaeyoon gave me."
Upon hearing his name, Jaeyoon turns to me and screams, "THAT'S ME! I'M JAEYOON."
I roll my eyes and rub my ears in annoyance.
"Sorry," Jaeyoon mutters.
Inseong clenches his jaw and I knit my brows at his expression, "ya... it's really not a big deal."
"Well, it is to me," he sighs.
I begin to feel bad because of his reaction. For a moment, I think he'll get over it. He can get pretty petty. As the minutes pass though with him remaining still and silent on the other line, I can't help but sigh. I wipe my face and nod, "you know, if you really want to... you can give me my umbrella back. It's really not a big deal though. Don't you live across campus?"
Inseong perks up and raises his hand, shaking it, "no. It's not a big deal if I go there. I need the exercise anyway, and I don't want you to lose your cute umbrella."
I chuckle at his use of use.
"I'll be right over then," he says.
I nod and hum, "okay. Bye."
"Bye."
Once I end the call, Jaeyoon comes up next to me and brings up his bag of chips as an offering. As he crunches on some, he casually asks, "classmate?"
I turn to him and nod, taking some chips and stuffing it in my mouth.
"Have I met her before?"
I shake my head and brush off some crumbs off my fingers.
Jaeyoon nods and continues his questions, "are you two the same major?"
"No, we have the same gen-ed classes," I say turning back to my laptop, "his name, by the way, is Kim Inseong."
Jaeyoon stills and buffers, mid eating. He chews on his food and quickly swallows, clearing his throat, "you're friends with a guy?"
I knit my brows at that and don't turn to him, "what? Like you're special?"
Jaeyoon deflates and sits down on the floor next to me, "well, yeah... I think I'm pretty special."
I can't help but chuckle at him. I look down at him and smile, patting his head, "don't worry, you can still be cute even though you're not special."
Jaeyoon knits his brows and gets on his knees, moving closer to me, "so, he's not special either, right?"
I roll my eyes, "haven't we established that I don't think anyone can be special to me since my ex treated me like shit."
Jaeyoon scowls, crushing some of the chips in the bag. He rips off the blanket off his shoulders and throws his blanket to the bed, "I'm going to beat that jerk up if I ever see him."
I nod, "please do."
Jaeyoon sighs then goes back to his movie; I go back to my work.
There is a comfortable silence between us for a while, but it is broken by a knock on the door.
Even with his earphones on, Jaeyoon is extremely sensitive to sound. He, in fact, notices it though I don't. He pauses his movie and pulls one earphone out. He asks, "did you order anything."
"What?" I turn to him in confusion.
"There's someone at the door," he says, pulling the other earphone and standing. He grunts and heads to the door. I watch him as he walks off and sequentially opens the door.
Jaeyoon's demeanor quickly shifts when he is faced with someone equally as tall and seemingly as old as him. He closes the door slightly and knits his brows, "can I help you?"
Inseong does not take kindly to his stiff tone and mimics his expression, placing his hands, which was gripping an umbrella, behind his back. It was pretty obvious, even though Inseong was masked, that he was clenching his jaw before he answered, "yeah. Can I talk to the person who lives here?"
Jaeyoon does not take kindly to his stiff tone either, "why?"
I knit my brows, wondering what was taking Jaeyoon so long, up until I dawns on me it was probably Inseong out there. I stand and jog over to the door, coming up behind the tall man blocking my view and peeping outside from under his arm, which I had to lift up to do so.
Jaeyoon flutters at this, smiling softly. Inseong knits his brows in annoyance
I smile at the sight of the other tall outside and call, "Brainseong, you're here."
Jaeyoon hates how this 'Brainseong' person melts at that.
Inseong turns to me and shows me my red umbrella.
I smile and shove Jaeyoon away using my hips, "thank you," I say taking my umbrella from him, "do you want to come in?"
Inseong doesn't miss a beat, "yeah, actually, I'm a little thirsty."
I nod at this and open the door for him, pointing to my shoe rack, "put your shoes here. I'll get you a glass of water."
Jaeyoon watches every move Inseong makes as he takes his shoes off. I catch his grim expression.
I give him a look and slap his chest. Jaeyoon turns to me, suddenly looking like a lost, wounded puppy. I shake my head and turn away, "by the way, Inseong, this is Lee Jaeyoon, the dormmate I told you about."
Jaeyoon puffs his chest at the idea he was mentioned before, then crosses his arms.
"Jaeyoon, this is the classmate I told you about: Kim Inseong."
Inseong looks to Jaeyoon and feels smug about the idea he was talked about before.
Jaeyoon catches Inseong's expression and notes, "how could I forget, you just told me about him a few minutes ago."
I knit my brows at that, not understanding why he felt the need to say it.
Inseong clears his throat, "me too."
I turn to Inseong as he continues, "you didn't have to tell me about him since you just talked about him on our most recent face time a while ago."
Inseong and Jaeyoon look at each other.
I look between them and purse my lips, "okay then... I'm going to get you a glass of water."
The two follow after me. I had Inseong a cup. He drinks it and puts his mask up right after. Jaeyoon, who say a glimpse of his face, thinks he's not even good looking.
"You can take your mask off, if you want," I say.
Inseong shakes his head, "no, no. I'm not staying-"
Jaeyoon smirks to himself.
"-we're going to facetime until midnight anyway."
Jaeyoon's face drops. He grips his hands.
I make a face at Inseong, "I swear if you just jinxed me--"
Inseong raises his hands and chuckles, quickly stealing a look from Jaeyoon, "what? You always fall asleep halfway anyway."
Jaeyoon chuffs and buts in, "ya."
I turn to Jaeyoon and raise my brows.
"I'm going to order some food. What would you like?"
I break into a smile, "are you treating me?"
"I should, since you've been working so hard."
I break into a grin and squeal, running up to Jaeyoon and gripping his arm, "wahhhhh, thank you, Jaeeeeeeyoooooonnn."
Jaeyoon smiles blissfully. Inseong rolls his eyes, "I'll go now."
I halt my actions and turn to Inseong, letting go of Jaeyoon and jogging up to him. I walk him to the door and grip his arm, "thanks again for giving me back my umbrella, Inseong."
He turns to me and pats my head, "anything for my favorite partner."
I snort at that.
He quickly puts his shoes on and I was about to say one more goodbye, but Jaeyoon calls for me, "garlic chicken and cheese, right?"
I turn over my shoulder and call back, "yes, please, thank you."
"And plain fries?"
I break into a wide grin and call back, "well if you insist."
Jaeyoon walks over to me and smirks with a phone to his ear, "how could I ever deprive you of your favorite?"
I shake my head at his teasing and decide not to reply.
Inseong clears his throat from outside and raises his hand, "I'll get going now."
Jaeyoon watches Inseong smugly from inside the apartment. Inseong looks at him then looks at me as I say, "thanks again for all the trouble you went through for my umbrella."
"No worries. It's not a big deal."
I shake my head, "no, it is to me."
Inseong smiles behind his mask.
Jaeyoon snorts and turns away.
Before I can close the door, Inseong calls, "ah."
"Hmm?" I open the door as I was closing it.
Jaeyoon knits his brows and turns back to Inseong.
"Are we still on for Saturday?" Inseong says a little louder than needed.
I pull my head back, "yeah, why wouldn't we be?"
Inseong nods his head, "ah, nothing. Just making sure."
Jaeyoon makes a face upon hearing that.
With that, Inseong gives one last wave and walks back.
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