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So Oblivious

Paring: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: Fake fiance au

Words: 6654

“Seonghwa I need you to pretend to be my fiancé for the weekend.” Was the words that left your mouth as you burst through the door of your best friends apartment.

Seonghwa paused his walking to the couch, turning to you with a bewildered expression, “You need me to do what.”

“I need you-” you sighed, beginning to pace back and forth in front of the door, “to pretend to be my fiance for the weekend.”

“I… sure I guess-”

“In front of my parents and most of my extended family-”

“Y/n, what the fuck!” Seonghwa’s eyes widened to the size of the plate he was holding at your words, “What the hell did you get yourself into!?”

“Okay so look,” You started running your hands down your face as Seonghwa took a seat on the arm of the couch, watching as you continued to pace. “My parents and my grandmother and all of them were pissing me off and continuously telling me how I was gonna be alone forever and how I can never get a significant other and how i’m just gonna be by myself all the time; and I got really pissed off- this is every time I see them by the way- and I slipped that stupid fucking ring i had on my index onto my ring finger and said I had a fiance! And I followed it up by saying they would meet them this weekend! At the family reunion! God dammit Seonghwa I’m so fucking stupid and I need your help to not embarass myself!”

Seonghwa took it all in with a blank look and a bite of chip, allowing the room to fall into a thick silence. “Well, to start, you’re an idiot Y/n.”

“Thank you for that lovely statement Seonghwa.”

“And to end, I wouldn’t be a cheap ass fiance. We have to get you a better ring.” He took another bite of chip with a smirk, “Can’t go around with something fake.”

“That’s seriously all you have to say about this!”

“What? I said yes, isn’t that enough?” He snorted and stood up, setting the plate on a counter and coming up to press his hands down on your shoulders. “I think I’m going to have a lot of fun showing off my gorgeous looks to your grandparents. How many of your cousins do you think I’ll make jealous-”

“I hate you.” You chuckled, relieved that he wasn’t angry about this whole ordeal and instead was taking it in a positive way. You were thankful he was ready to help you with a situation you never wanted to be in.

“What? That’s not something you say to your fiance.” He grinned and you nearly regretted asking him to play your fake fiance. Hongjoong or Yunho would have been all for it as well, but it wouldn’t feel as natural. He squeezed your shoulders lightly and chuckled, “Now come on, we have to go get rings. I’m thinking you should get a sapphire? Something colorful. Maybe even a nice ruby- no diamonds though too basic.”

That is how you ended up standing outside the large cabin your family had rented out for a weekend, a bag slung over your shoulder, nerves wracking your body, your best friend standing besides you with a smile on his and a sapphire ring on his finger that matched your own. You were praying to anything that would listen that this weekend would work out fine.

“So, how large is your family?” Seonghwa asked as he eyed the large estate and the children running around the front lawn.

“I honestly don’t know, my mom has five sisters and all of them have kids… and some of their kids have kids. I think my grandmother has three sisters and two brothers… so just know, a lot of people.” You answered trying to mentally count your family members as you began to trek across the lawn, ignoring the stares from the children playing volleyball.

Seonghwa was the opposite, he smiled at them, winked and laughed at the children who could only stare, “So do you not like your family?”

“No it’s not that,” You mumbled as you took a step onto the porch, eyes glued to the wooden door. “I like them in short periods of time. Not a whole weekend… and I definitely don’t like being around them when I’ve got something to hide.”

Seonghwa chuckled, and wrapped an arm around your shoulder leaning his head close to yours, “It’ll be fine don’t worry, and besides; I’m a great actor you don’t have to worry.”

“That’s exactly what I’m terrified fo-”

“Ah Y/n!” The door swung open to reveal the initial interaction you feared the most, your mother. “I’m so glad you could make it-” her words faltered as she took notice of Seonghwa, his prince like smile already plastered on his face. He truly was a good actor and the impressed look your mother shot you only added to that fact, “And you must be Y/n’s fiance?”

“I am,” Seonghwa nodded and held out his hand for your mother to shake, “My name is Seonghwa, it’s nice to meet you ma’am.”

“It’s a pleasure, Seonghwa.” Your mother nodded her head and opened the door wider, “Now the two of you come in; your cousins have been asking about your fiance Y/n.”

“How lovely.” You tightly smiled and didn’t miss Seonghwa’s snort as the two of you stepped into the house; taking note of the rambunctious talking and the rooms filled with various relatives. Seonghwa barely looked startled by it all; and only looked mildly amused as you walked into the living room garnering the attention of your relatives in the room.

“Y/n is here!” Your mother announced as the pair of you walked into the room and a large smile spread across her face. “And she’s brought Seonghwa.”

“Seonghwa?” Your cousin, Soyeon, asked with a raised eyebrow. She was easily one of the few you actually enjoyed.

“My fiance.” You answered curtly and it was if the whole room exploded. Everyone’s eyes got wide and an uproar was sparked, people yelling numerous questions and you and Seonghwa smiling awkwardly in answer.

“Didn’t think he would be so hot,” Seungkwan, another cousin of yours, scoffed as he ate curled up in his spot in the recliner.

Soyeon promptly responded by throwing a couch cushion at him, “Yah! Be nice!”

“I am being nice! I said he was hot!”

“That’s a backhanded compliment you dipshit!”

You could only shake your head as they began their fighting, a common occurrence during family reunions. If there was yelling, it was usually those two. Seonghwa seemed to be enjoying it though, “Is it always like this?”

“Yeah,” You muttered watching as Seungkwan dropped his plate due to another pillow, “Usually it’s worse.”

“At least he called me hot.” You shoved his face away from yours at that statement.

“Mom?” You tugged gently on her sleeve to get her attention amongst the yelling, “We want to go put our stuff away before we go do anything. Where are we staying?”

“Oh up the stairs and the first door on the right! Can’t miss it your aunt labeled everyone's doors. Just be back down in time for dinner! It’ll be ready in twenty minutes!” You nodded and pulled Seonghwa away, for he was too engrossed in the insults being thrown violently between the two cousins to notice.

You trudged up the stairs in silence, taking note of the rickety wood and the picture frames holding photos of the countryside. Your heart was still racing from the whole ordeal and you couldn’t seem to keep your nerves under control. Hopefully your family wouldn’t notice your odd behavior.

“She wasn’t lying about the labeling,” Seonghwa scoffed, picking at the small card that read Y/n and fiance in big lettering. “Your family is really something.”

“Tell me about it,” you sighed, pushing open the door to be met with a large room with little decor. One desk, two nightstands, a drawer, and a single bed against brown walls. You groaned internally knowing what the night would entail. “Soyeon and Seungkwan are the best of the cousins…. They’re just annoying. My moms just eccentric and so are all my aunts-” You threw your duffle bag on the bed with a huff, “And I don’t think you’ll want to meet my father yet.”

“And why is that?” He asked, setting his bag down next to yours and beginning to take out the contents.

“He’s stoic… hard to talk to and I honestly don’t think he likes anyone.” You rambled, folding and unfolding the clothes in your bag. “He’s the one I’m nervous for you to meet- i feel like something is going to go wrong -nothing that’ll be your fault really- and then things will just get crazy-”

Seonghwa sighed and wrapped you up in his arms before your could protest. His arms wrapped around your shoulders in the most comforting way, and you felt yourself relax as you listened to his soft breathing against your ear. Hesitantly, your wrapped your arms around his middle and began to find it impossible to let go, even more so as he began to speak lightly. “You need to take a deep breath, Y/n. I know you're terrified, god your rambling tells me everything- but you really don’t need to worry. I came here because I wanted to, I wanted to help you out and I wanted to meet your family. You don’t need to treat me like your fiance; I can tell it's making you panic- just treat me like how you always do.”

“Like you’re an asshole who’s sweet to me sometimes?” You muttered, closing your eyes and taking in the comfort of being trapped in his arms. Despite all this panic, he always had some sort of calming effect on you.

He laughed and you could feel his breath against your ear, “Yeah sure, I was thinking along the lines as your handsome and sweet best friend… but i guess asshole works too.”

You nodded against him, a small smile beginning to blossom on your features, “I… I can do that.”

“No need to panic over this, love.” He said softly, pressing a chaste kiss to your head. An action he had done too many times to count, something that always made you feel comforted, now felt off; as if a new meaning had been added to it. You just hugged him a little tighter, hating the way this whole trip was already hurting your head.

“Let’s just unpack,” You said, loosening your grip ever so slightly, “That way we can go get dinner faster. Maybe my head just hurts cause I’m hungry.”

Seonghwa scoffed and let go of you, just enough so that he could tap the middle of your forehead with his finger, “That’s probably it you fatass.”

And the sweet moment was ruined just like that; but being around Seonghwa felt more real after.

While dinner was something you were dreading the thought of food was too alluring for you to miss. The estate was far away from the city you and Seonghwa called home, and after hours of driving, all you wanted was some warm food and a nice glass of anything. Hopefully your grandmother had made some of the food, you began to feel the effects of the reunion; the longing for something that reminded you of your childhood.

“I see your not panicking this time?” Seonghwa asked as he slid a sweatshirt over his head, not enjoying the cold that the house brought.

“I’m too hungry to care.”

His laughter rang out as you opened the room’s door, stepping into the vacant hallway. You thought more of your relatives would be bustling about. Seonghwa just shook his head at your antics and with an uncommon gentleness, threaded your fingers together. “You and your food.”

You frowned at his gesture, especially as you felt yourself grow exceptionally weak at something so simple. “What this?”

“Oh this?” He smirked, holding up your interlocked fingers as you set off for the stairs, “I figured that since I’m your fiance I get to do things like this.”

You rolled your eyes but didn’t have the heart to break your hand away from his, “Fine… but not too much.”

“Are you sure? I’m nearly one-hundred percent Soyeon and Seungkwan would love to see me-” You pushed your free hand against his face, promptly stopping his words and instead making him laugh.

“Seonghwa shut up.” You scowled but it didn’t last for long. Instead your scowl was replaced by a bashful expression as Seonghwa pressed the back of your hand to his lips, chuckling gently against your skin.

“Whatever you say love.”

The dining room was deemed too small by your family for dinner. Instead they had taken it amongst themselves to set up numerous tables and lights outside so you all could eat together. Thankfully they were merciful enough not to make a seating chart. Seonghwa and you quietly took a table that was empty on the edge of the area, watching as children still ran around and the older adults set up. It also allowed you to look over Seonghwa who, for the first time since this whole endeavor began, looked nervous. You could always tell by the way he bobbed his knee up and down and how he chewed anxiously on his lips; he always had that look any night before an exam.

“Are you nervous Mr. “I’m never nervous what are you talking about”?” You asked with a smile, finding yourself rubbing your thumb across the back of his hand.

“I’m never nervous.”

“Your heart is literally racing, I can feel it.”

Seonghwa let out a small defeated sigh, “Okay fine, maybe I’m a little nervous. Your words about your father kinda are stuck in my head.”

“You don’t need to make friends with him-”

“Y/n, I want to.” Seonghwa said, leaning back in his seat and turning to face you, "I want to leave a good impression on him.”

The honest words took your breath away and you were more than thankful for Soyeon’s and Seungkwan’s interruption. You didn’t know what kind of rambling would have happened otherwise.

“And he’s still hot in a sweatshirt!” Seungkwan announced as he slid into the seat in front of the two of you, two plates of food in his hands. “You’ve gotten lucky, dear Y/n.”

“Oh shut up Seungkwan,” Soyeon huffed from behind you, setting down a plate before both you and Seonghwa. “You’re probably making the poor boy awkward.”

“Hey,” Seonghwa chuckled, running a hand through his dark hair, “I’ll take the compliments when I can get them.”

“Which I assume is all the time-” Soyeon smacked Seungkwan in his back before his words could become too much. The boy just rolled his eyes and began to feast on the plate before him, sliding his second one to Soyeon.

“Please, don’t mind him. He’s an idiot, you see-”

“I am not!”

“Anyways,” Soyeon started, playing with a piece of meat on her plate as you reached to grab your utensils. “What we’re trying to get at is, it’s nice seeing you with someone. I mean this honestly, and not in the way my mom or our aunts do; its nice seeing you with someone who makes you happy.”

“Thank you…” You said and couldn’t help the little smile that rose to your face at her words, “I didn’t expect something so sweet from you.”

“Yeah, yeah, just don’t get used to it,” She popped a piece of kimchi in her mouth, “Now I want all the details. You nearly killed grandma with the news last week.”

“I did not,” You huffed which caused Seonghwa to chuckle. “I was going to tell everyone this weekend… just then everyone had to go and start making jokes about my love life again.”

“We only did it cause we honestly thought you weren’t in a relationship.” Seungkwan added, pointing his fork at the two of you. “So what’s the story? How you two met? The proposal? What the hell you do my man?”

Seonghwa could only chuckle out a reply, one that you couldn’t have thought up as you brain seemed to go into meltdown mode, “College. My dorm mate was dating Y/n’s and we met because he was constantly kicking me out. I, uh, went over a complained to Y/n’s dorm mate and woke Y/n up… that’s how we met.” That was actually how you and Seonghwa met and it made you smile slightly, knowing he was just retelling the truth for a lie. If it wasn’t for Yunho and his wild freshman year love life, you and Seonghwa probably would never had met.

“Spicy,” Seungkwan nodded along, “That's a good meeting story. Better than our parent’s “Our friend introduced us!”.”

“Don’t mock my love life Seungkwan when you don’t have one,” Your mother’s voice put a pause in the conversation as everyone but Seungkwan erupted into laughter.

“Oh my gosh, don’t expose me like that!”

“You were being mean,” Your mom shrugged before putting her hands on Seonghwa’s shoulders. “I’m so sorry to ask this of you Seonghwa, but Y/n said you were a good cook and we need an extra hand in the kitchen if you don’t mind. It’ll only be for a few minutes.”

You could tell Seonghwa was internally panicking by the way his hand clamped tightly around your own, but the only thing that showed on his face was a small smile. “Of course.”

He let go of your hand and rose from his seat, turning to follow your mother but not before placing a kiss to the crown of your head, “Wish me luck.”

“You’re gonna need it,” You whispered back encouragingly, knowing exactly why your mother was pulling him away. It didn't matter what kind of excuse she came up with to separate the two of you, it was bound to happen whether you wanted it to or not.

“Well there goes another one,” Soyeon huffed, crossing her arms and leaning back in her seat. “You know our whole family is going to be in there interrogating him.”

“Yeah… I told him to watch out for my father, I didn’t say anything about grandpa or our aunts. I didn’t want to entirely petrify him.” You said, watching as Seonghwa light-heartedly conversed with your mother before they walked into the house and you began a silent prayer for him. As much as you told him he didn’t need to leave a good impression; a part of you really wanted your family to like him.

“Smart. My mom is probably gonna ask for his whole life story while he helps her with the kimchi.” Seungkwan snorted as stood up, picking up his cleaned plate. “I’m gonna go spy on them, I’m a nosy bitch and so far there hasn’t been enough gossip here. I’ll let you know what I find out.”

“Honestly though?” Soyeon said as Seungkwan walked away, her eyes still stuck to the door, “I think Seonghwa will be fine.”

“You think?” You said as you began to nibble at the food on your plate, sorry for Seonghwa who had to leave his.

“Yeah. Your mom absolutely loves him from like the three words he spoke to her, and grandma saw him when you went up to your room and gasped. I’ve never seen grandma gasp at one of our other cousin’s fiance’s so that’s a good sign I guess.” Soyeon shrugged and chuckled to herself, “I think he’s really a keeper for you, Y/n, and I think the whole family knows that even if they’ve never met him.”

The words sparked something inside you, making you feel like you were on fire and freezing all at once. “Why would you say that?”

“God you’re always so oblivious,” She shook her head but smiled, “He… He looks at you like you’re his whole world, Y/n. It’s cute.”

You felt your heart pound a little harder against your ribcage at the words, and for some reason, you couldn’t stop the smile on your face. In the back of your mind you were telling yourself that this was all Seonghwa and his “acting” but something in your heart didn’t want to listen. “I never noticed.”

“Like I said, oblivious.” She huffed away a strand of hair that had fallen in her vision, “But if it makes you feel any better; I don’t think he notices the way your eyes are literally hearts when you look at him.”

“They are not!” You pouted with a shocked expression, causing her to only laugh more. There was no way you looked at Seonghwa like that. Sure, he was one of your favorite people in the world, your best friend; but you didn’t look at him like he was your world… you didn’t think you did.

“Doesn’t matter what you think, because it’s true.” Soyeon said, eyes glued back to the door waiting for either Seungkwan or Seonghwa to come through it. “You can tell you really love each other.”

It was that moment that you wanted to tell Soyeon everything; about how it was all fake, the fiance, the love talk, you and Seonghwa being together; but again something stopped you. Maybe it was some want in you that you didn’t know. Whatever it was, it made your stomach sink as you began to think of your best friend in the way Soyeon saw the two of you. In the way your whole family saw you. Maybe the thought sparked something inside you once again, making you wonder if you really asked Seonghwa to play the part because he was your best friend or because maybe you wanted something more.

“Oh look, lover boy is back- oh! And he has a smile on his face!” Soyeon grinned and you looked up from your food to see that she was right; Seonghwa was coming back with a proud smile on his face and a skip in his step. None of the other fiance’s who had been interrogated came back looking like that.

“What’s got you so chipper?” You laughed slightly as he took his spot besides you, hungrily picking up his knife and fork.

“I-” he paused to take a bite of meat, “Think I just wowed the fuck out of your family.”

“Oh do tell,” You said, taking note of the way his eyes lit up, Soyeon’s words ringing in the back of your head.

“Well your grandmother? Easily won over with my dashingly good looks and amazing cooking skills-” He winked and you gagged, but Soyeon seemed to be enjoying it. “Your mom? Lovely woman, didn’t need to do anything special and I really enjoyed her- same goes for most of your aunts. Your grandpa was a bit uh.... Harsh but warmed up to me after he saw me talking to his wife.”

“She’s his weak point,” Soyeon added, “You get her to like you, he’ll love you by default.”

Seonghwa nodded with a chuckle, “I helped her reach something on the top shelf and his coldness just disappeared.”

You nodded along but still there was one person’s reaction that was worrying you, “What...what about my dad?”

Seonghwa’s smile brightened after this, “He likes me. At least, that’s what your mom told me. She said, quote, “He looks angry but you made him laugh, so he likes you”.”

“You made him laugh!?” Both you and Soyeon exclaimed at the same time, eyes wide and both of you rightfully were suspicious.

“Is that not something that happens?”

“The last time he laughed was when Seungkwan fell down the stairs… did you like stab yourself with a knife or something?” Soyeon asked with a raised eyebrow and you nodded, perplexed how Seonghwa could make the most stoic man on the planet laugh.

“I just..” He shrugged and chuckled, “i just made jokes… some puns and just like talking to your family members. He only questioned me a couple times but it was like the stereotypical dad questions.”

“I can confirm,” Seungkwan said coming back to stand at the head of the table. “It was weird. Your dad like.. Dude he smiled and everything!”

You felt a small sense of pride well up in your chest, “Well, it’s nice to know he likes someone.”

“Consider yourself lucky, Seonghwa,” Seungkwan huffed, crossing his arms, “I’ve been trying for more than twenty years to try and get that man to like me.”

Seonghwa laughed and with his free hand, quietly interlocked your fingers under the table and gave your hand a squeeze. “I’ll consider myself blessed than.”

You smiled again despite your brain and chuckled, taking a second to squeeze his hand back. There was a part of you that felt happy, much too happy for something small, but you couldn’t care. You were just glad that your family loved your best friend, like you did.

The thought made you pause, blocking out Soyeon’s, Seonghwa’s, and Seungkwan’s laughter and boisterous talking. You did love Seonghwa, he was someone who you had grown to depend on and someone who genuinely made you laugh; but did you love him or did you just love him. The panic from earlier seemed to seize your emotions but then again, like earlier, there was a part of you that just wanted to hold him a little tighter.

Instead of doing anything, you just let your emotions rise up and down like the laughter that night.

The night was full of you and your relatives talking and being joyous. One by one they all came by and talked to you and Seonghwa, congratulating you on your engagement and trying to learn all they could about the man. Seonghwa was a good sport about it all, he smiled and joked and made very lasting impressions on the children who curiously crawled into his lap. You were elated to find how easily he was absorbed into your family, how easily some of the people who were cold to you for years warmed up to him so easily.

“I really like your family, Y/n.” He said as the only aunt he hadn’t met yet left the two of you be. It was quiet between the two of you now, as you stood on the outskirts of the dinning area, watching your family drink and be merry.

You chuckled a little, remembering the way your relatives swooned around him, “They seem to like you too.”

Seonghwa just shook his head and put his arm around you, resting his head against your own. “It’s cause I’m charming.”

“Is that the story you created for why I fell for you?”

His breathy laugh was warm against your head in the cold night, “I think I threw it in one of the stories tonight. I’ve made up so much shit tonight I can’t remember.”

“My favorite story was the one of you crying when you asked me out.”

“You made that one up!” Seonghwa rolled his eyes as the two of you began to walk towards the house, watching as others began to disappear inside for the night. “You just wanted to ruin my reputation I was building with Byeonkwan.”

“You can’t have a better reputation than me!” You complained, tugging on the end of his sleeve in protest, “This is my family not yours!”

“Well it seems like I’m more liked-”

“Aye lovebirds!” Soyeon’s voice, a little wavered, called from her spot in the circle of adults, “Where are you going?”

You looked up to Seonghwa and he gave you a little nod, his eyes tired from the day. “We’re going to bed. It’s been a long day!”

“Don’t do anything that’ll keep the kids up!” Seungkwan called back, receiving a prompt smack on the back of the head from both your father and Soyeon.

You could feel the blush rise to your cheeks but all you did was shake your head in annoyance. You could always count on Seungkwan for an untimely awful joke. Seonghwa didn’t have much of a reaction beside an awkward laugh as he steered you back towards the door. A small scoff came from your lips as you hit your head lightly against Seonghwa’s chest, feeling much more comfortable with any form of contact after tonight. “I hate my cousins.”

“Those two are my favorite,” He pulled open the door for you to walk through and you two continued towards the stairs “I can see why you love them so much.”

“I was actually going to bring Seungkwan by one day when he was in town to meet you but I decided against it.” You stated as you opened the door to your room, walking through and realizing a problem.

“You should’ve, I think he’s fun…” Seonghwa trailed off as he came around to notice your pouted lips and thoughtful yet panicked expression. “Hey, what's wrong?”

“Uh it’s… there’s only one bed.” You muttered and he cocked his head to the side in confusion.

“What?”

“There’s only one bed,” You said a little louder with a sigh as you walked over to get out the pajamas you had laid out before dinner.

“That’s what you’re worried about?” Seonghwa scoffed as he grabbed his own clothes, going to sit on the bed as you walked towards the bathroom.

“Yeah… I just… It’s you know-” You stumbled trying your best to find the words that you wanted to.

Seonghwa just chuckled and smiled, “I’ll sleep on the floor, it’s okay Y/n.”

“No you’re not going to sleep on the floor just-” You ran your hand over your face and leaned against the bathroom door’s frame. “Just you’re not sleeping on the floor.”

With that you closed the door and started to get ready for bed, trying to think things through with a racing heart. You don’t know why the thought of sharing a bed with Seonghwa evoked emotions within you. Why a slight panic filled your system at just the thought. He was just your best friend who was faking being you fiance who made you feel funny; nothing you should be terrified of. You sighed at yourself in the mirror, dressed in your pajamas and a tiredness in your eyes. You couldn’t just let Seonghwa sleep on the ground.

“Seonghwa?” you called quietly as you slipped out of the bathroom into the completely dark room. There was a mound of blankets on the ground and you swear you saw it move slightly. It made you frown seeing how Seonghwa would go through any lengths just to make you feel comfortable.

“Yeah, Y/n.” His voice was tired and hoarse, like the day was finally taking a toll on him.

You climbed on top of the bed, pulling the covers over you as you let the silence hang for a few moments, “Come up and sleep on the bed… you don’t need to sleep on the ground.”

“Y/n… I told you this is okay. I know you feel weird about it-”

“Yeah and you’ve given up a lot to come and help me out of my own fuckfest…. So just.. Come to bed Seonghwa.” Your words hung in the air, and you curled into the pillow you were using as you awaited a reply. Seonghwa didn’t say anything after that but after a few minutes, you could hear the rustling of blanket and soon enough you felt the bed dip.

“I’m only sleeping here cause the ground is cold as shit,” He mumbled, and you could feel the warmth of his body even if he was on the opposite side. It was comforting.

“Go to sleep, Seonghwa.” You said and pulled the covers over you a little tighter, trying to calm the sudden raging of your heart. “And thank you… for today.”

“Goodnight Y/n.” You could hear the smile in his voice and that just made the situation at hand become even more present than it already was. You were sharing a bed with your best friend, your heart was palpitating more than it should and it seemed that everything didn’t want to fall into place for you. You had a hard time sleeping that night, even if you had Seonghwa’s soft snores as your lullaby.

You never remembered falling asleep, finally being able to block out your thoughts and raging hearts. You never remembered tossing in your sleep or even so much as rolling around. You certainly didn’t expect that when you came back to consciousness, Seonghwa’s arm would be wrapped around your waist and his face inches from yours. And the thing that you couldn’t have even anticipated, was how much you loved waking up to it all.

He looked peaceful, the exhaustion from the night before entirely eradicated from his features as he slept. His hair dangled across his eyes and his lips parted every so often to allow air to pass through. You hadn’t seen Seonghwa so close and personal, had never seen him so beautifully intimate in the way that you just wanted to brush the hair from his eyes.

The panic you had from the night prior was still there but now it had become subdued, as something a little more warm began to take its place. While last night or any other time before this morning you might have screamed if you had woken up this close to him, today all you wanted was to fall back asleep and enjoy the comfort. The way his arm and his body was warm and soothing. How his breath tickled your nose. How he just looked so perfect in this moment and couldn’t figured out why you didn’t realize how much you adored him and his stupid perfect smile.

But there was no reason to reach out and hold his hand that was right there, tucked under his chin. No reason to brush his hair from his eyes as he slept. No reason for you to curl up to his chest and fall back to sleep amidst the early morning light. That realization seemed to settle in your somewhere deeper than the panic could ever; especially as you watched his eyelids flutter open, eyes dazed until they met yours and seemed to focus.

“You’re already up?” He whispered, the morning raspiness of his voice making your realize just how close you were to him. How was it that he could hold you all day in front of your parents and you barely felt anything, but here all you could do was be hit by different emotions.

“I’m surprised too,” You matched his tone but you weren’t sleepy anymore, you were too aware of everything around you. Too aware of the way his thumb rubbed small circles into your skin.

“You’re never up this early,” He mumbled, and turned his head to fully face you, “What’s bothering you.”

“Nothing.”

“Liar.”

The words put a frown on your face and you had to turn your head, unable to face Seonghwa in this quiet atmosphere. “I don’t know what’s bothering me.”

“I have some wishful thoughts about what’s bothering you.” He said causing your eyebrows to crease at the words, “But i want you to tell me before I even say a word.”

The truthfulness of the statement had you with words on your tongue before you could even process them, “I feel different. Something’s changed.... And I don’t know what is was. I just hope that it’s not just my own wishful thinking that… that…”

You couldn��t finish but Seonghwa was always a step ahead of you, “Something’s changed with us.”

“I don’t know how I feel about it.” You muttered, closing your eyes and trying not to think too much about the hand that now lightly trailed up and down your spine. “I just hope that it wasn’t because of my mind or… or this fiance deal we had going on. I never wanted to realize anything like this because of a stupid fake romance deal.”

“Okay and?” His voice was sturdy enough for you to turn your head towards his, taking sight of his determined dark eyes that felt like home. “What if one day I wanted to be your real fiance.”

The words took the breath from your lungs and you could only gape at him, “You… Hwa… what?”

“Y/n, I love you.” He said, earnestly and truthfully, like he was finally sure about something in his life. “I have for a really long time,” His hand that lingered on your back trailed up until it came to caress your cheek, “When you came into my apartment drunk and sobbing at three a.m. about how you ate your late pack of ramen, I knew I loved you. The time you hugged me so tight and laughed in pure happiness because you finally passed your college exams, I knew I always wanted you around me. I realized... that if you would let me in some years time…. I’d want to be the one you pick all because of this weekend.”

Tears had begun to form in your eyes at the words and you could only giggle at his confession. You had never expected anything like that from Seonghwa, and you had never expected a confession that would tug so harshly on your heartstrings. If you weren’t in love with him by now, his beautiful and honest words made you fall. “Hwa…. you really want all that with me?”

“If you’ll let me, Y/n.” He brushed away a tear that had fallen and you could only smile, especially as that pit in your stomach warmed and spread like a comforting fire. You realized that’s what love felt like.

You nodded your head weakly, an elated smile spreading across your face. “Yes… I… I think it’d really love for all of that eventually.”

You had never seen Seonghwa grin so wide or laugh so bashfully. You had never felt him caress your cheek in the way he did now or noticed how much adoration filled his gaze when the two of you locked eyes. “Y/n,” Seonghwa muttered in a whisper, eyes dancing from your lips and back to your eyes; him having trouble on what to focus on. “Can I… Can-”

“Please kiss me already.” You said, leaning your head forward so you could meet him in the middle. You never expected to kiss your best friend; never expected his lips to be so soft and pillowy. You never thought he was the type to smile into kisses or cradle your face in his hands like it was more fragile than glass. If you pulled away for air Seonghwa wouldn’t leave your lips alone for very long, the two of you seeming to not be able to let go of one another for long. It wasn’t until the air from both of your lungs was entirely gone that you had to separate, panting slightly from the session of loving kisses that you both had waited to long for.

“That,” Seonghwa said, his voice breathless as he brushed away some hair that had fallen into your eyes, “feels way better than being your fiance for the weekend.”

You scoffed and curled up close to him, still laughing as you wrapped your arms around his torso enjoying the warmth he exuded. Quietly, against the skin of his neck, you whispered, “You still have two days to be my fiance.”

“And we still have a few hours to lay around in bed,” He murmured against the top of your head, wrapping his arms around your back and threading a hand through your hair. “A pretty perfect weekend if you ask me.”

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