Your Honor, In My Defense: Who Cares Like Omfggggggggg Who Cares???????????? Like. Come On

enhypen reacting to 'would you still love me if i were a worm?' & 'what would you do if i were a worm?'

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love central

❝love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind.❞ —27 dresses

welcome to love central—a place for all hopeless romantics! it’s valentine’s day, and while not everyone may have a special someone to spend it with, that doesn’t mean they can’t enjoy the day and celebrate the beauty of love. underneath are a set of stories that are inspired by romantic comedies, so that you can laugh just as much as you love. happy reading! ♡

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗽

PAIRING(S) | lee heeseung x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, strangers to lovers

SUMMARY | all your life, things have gone your way no matter what. people said that you were blessed with abundant fortune; that god had favourites and you were one of them. not one to believe in chance, you always dismissed their claims. but everything changed when a stranger with a charming personality kissed you and accidentally stole your good luck, turning your life upside-down and leaving you to be one of the most hapless people on earth in the process.

BASED ON | just my luck (2006)

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𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲

PAIRING(S) | park jongseong x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, angst, strangers to lovers, high school au

SUMMARY | in which jay, your local broke high schooler, develops an app that lets people pay him to be the perfect stand-in boyfriend for any occasion. however, things start getting complicated when he falls for you.

BASED ON | the perfect date (2019)

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𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗷𝗮𝗸𝗲

PAIRING(S) | sim jaeyun x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, acquaintances to lovers, high school au

SUMMARY | you’ve written a soul baring letter to every crush you’ve ever had and kept it with yourself. now, one of them—sim jake’s, to be exact—is in the post and on it’s way to change the course of your love life forever.

BASED ON | to all the boys i’ve loved before (2018)

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𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗱

PAIRING(S) | park sunghoon x fem!reader

GENRE(S) | fluff, crack, angst, strangers to lovers

SUMMARY | you and park sunghoon are complete opposites. you love weddings. sunghoon does not. you believe in marriage. sunghoon thinks it’s a capitalist scheme. you’re in love with your boss. sunghoon is in love with you. it’s a match made in heaven.

BASED ON | 27 dresses (2008)

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why is this so true😭

tumblr conversations be like

mutual: hey, how are you?(13 time zones away)

me: 😴

me: *wakes up from my slumber 6 hrs later* hey, I’m well. Did you have a good day?

mutual: 😴

[ 丈夫 ]! ぃ ⸻ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃

don't you ever notice just how fast my heart beats around you?

───── you always get what you want, spoiled with the loves of your three brothers who are known to have a sister complex; it comes with much surprise therefore when heeseung makes a move on you. thirteen long years of being in the brother zone having made him utterly clueless that if he's going to date you he has to pass through yeonbin first. and he knows how scary they can be. especially since he's been the third scary one with them, numerous times before.

[sister complex. a state of strong attachment and obsession to sisters, always having them as their first priority]

##. PAIRING. lee heeseung x f!reader

##. GENRE social media!au + written chapters, fluff, humor & crack, angst, high school!au, nonidol!au, neighbors to lovers!au, childhood friends to lovers!au, NOT BLOOD RELATED siblings to lovers!au(?)

##. FEATURING. the rest of enhypen, txt + might add ocs

##. WARNING(S) stated in respective chapters

[🗒] NOTE. incase someone wonders if this is incest, no it's not. incest is a kind of sexual activity between people who have a relationship that is forbidden by law to marry. in this smau there's no type of sexual intentions among or towards any of the characters neither are the main leads as such related that the relationship could be forbidden by law in any manner. they're neither completely blood related siblings nor cousins just complete strangers who've grown up together.

[ PLAYLIST ] will keep adding songs

update schedule. irregular [ongoing]

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ PROFILES.

the chaebols + lee

overprotective chois and their kids

sophomore trio

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ GROUPCHATS.

# adultkids: yeonjun, soobin, beomgyu, heeseung, taehyun, huening kai

# lee supporters: heeseung, jay, taehyun, jake, sunghoon, sunoo

# boss babies: jungwon, y/n, riki

# y/n protection squad: yeonjun, soobin, heeseung and jungwon

# princess and her knights: yeonjun, soobin, heeseung, yn

✎ 🗒 . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ EPISODES.

001. arranged date gone wrong

002. beomgyu-yn-maeum

003. niee's favorite

004. caught red-handed :: written + twt

005. the little secret

006. still in the brotherzone!

007. matchmaking things

008. butterflies for whom?? :: written + twt

009. he's just kidding.. right?

010. i'll just stop feeling

011. who's mik oosun?

012. the first thing you do- :: written + twt

013. lee heeseung actually cried :: written + twt

014. troublemaker: oosun

015. tiny has a secret admirer

016. senior prom's coming up

017. i had a weird dream!

018. how do i explain?

019. is that you? :: written + twt

020. so you're the pick me boy :: written

021. jay to the rescue or not

and more to come . . .

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choi beomgyu has hated you since your fifth grade music class when you outperformed everyone with your bright red recorder, but you never knew the reason why. almost fifteen years later, you end up as members of the same world-renowned orchestra which forces both of you to face the music - about yourselves, your feelings, and quite literally, the music you play.

.: 10.6k words .:. drummer beomgyu x flutist female reader .:. fluff, angst, musician au :.

.: tw: depictions of colorblindness, depictions of hearing loss, mature language, alcohol consumption, tipsy driving (legally sober), smoking :.

.: masterlist :.

You are a lot of things.

To your parents, you are the golden child; intelligent, beautiful, charming - and they love bragging about it. To your friends, you are the mom friend; empathetic, generous, humorous - and they love being with you for it. To your mentors, you are the model student; respectful, responsible, persevering - and they love berating other students for it.

To Choi Beomgyu, you are the devil’s spawn; prideful, irritable, punchable - and he has no plans of changing his mind.

Or rather, he had no plans to change his mind.

His hatred for anything and everything related to you dates back to the fifth grade, when you’d first transferred into his elementary school. At first, you two were simply classmates, as you were simply the new girl in town, and when you’re nine years old, those things don’t really matter. Priorities for a young boy such as he was back then laid in Sunday morning cartoons and building lego models.

This was the calm before the storm.

The storm began in the music room on a Wednesday afternoon, the last class of the day in which every student was given a recorder.

Beomgyu, ever the competitive soul, had already spent all of summer break practicing ‘Hot Cross Buns’ on his older brother’s recorder and was excited to share his superior musical talents with his peers and their music teacher. He’d always been more inclined towards rhythm and music as a child, so even when no one else in his family was really a musician, young little Beomgyu found himself much more determined to impress.

After playing his three-note piece, the applause that filled his ears was addicting, awed faces on his thirty-person fifth-grade audience.

Except for one.

The quiet new girl from worlds away looked bored.

You looked bored.

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lolol im a pretty fast reader 🙃

also can we get jay's reaction to finding out that y/n used to like jake?

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you areeee lmao cause it took me like 15 years to read over half of part four 😩 i'll also write something for his reaction lol but we all know the boy is probs going to get annoyed nonetheless 😂

warning; nothing lmao, just crack. 0.6k words.

"can you just let the poor girl eat her food?" jake rolls his eyes at sunghoon and pretends to gag at the sight before him, "you won't die if you don't kiss her for a bloody second!"

"you're just jealous that i have a girlfriend and you don't. go be lonely in the living room if you don't want to see happy people," your boyfriend teases back, his arms still tightly around you, preventing you from eating the bowl of soup on your kitchen table that had been sitting there for way too long.

it was a saturday night and with jay off driving your parents to some family gathering, you were left at home with jake and sunghoon. before your brother left, he had warned sunghoon to "keep your hands and lips to yourself". two seconds after jay left through the front door and sunghoon immediately threw himself onto you, arms wrapping around you and lips marking every single bit of skin on your face.

poor jake had to be there to witness the whole thing as he has done so many, many times before. lol

"oh you want to go there, do you Park?" jake chuckles evilly, "did you perhaps forget that she liked me first? for yearrrrrrs before you came? she hated your ass, isn't that right little one?"

"my sister did what?" jay's sudden voice has all your heads immediately turning, only to really see the boy standing there, his face now dark and sour.

the three of you had been too caught up in the conversation to realise that jay had actually arrived home minutes before and unfortunately walked in right when jake said what he said.

face palm. dumb jocks.

your brother's eyes are now on you and if looks could actually kill, then you might've been dead.

"did you two do shit behind my back too?!" jay's angry voice has you immediately pushing sunghoon's hands away from you. hoping off the kitchen stool, you hurry over to your brother's side, immediately clutching onto his arms.

"no! it wasn't even that serious, it was like celebrity crush, nothing more!" you try to explain but in the corners of your eyes, you could see your boyfriend watching you with raised brows, "i promise you, nothing ever happened."

"well you did almost kiss him at that party once, i think hana's party?" sunghoon suddenly chirps in and you slowly look over to him, your mouth hanging wide from the unnecessary information.

mental note, kick park sunghoon's ass later! he's just trying to get you in trouble!

no one says a thing for a few moments and though you were scared of jay's next words and moves, the silence in the room was actually a lot worse. you look up at your brother who is glaring into space, then to sunghoon who is giggling to himself then to jake who is just standing there silently.

"wait. so you're telling me, you liked jake... but then you went on to date sunghoon instead?" your brother says, his face seemingly more confused than angry now, "do i not teach you anything about having standards in men? more than twenty guys on my team and you went from jake sim to park sunghoon, really?"

"HEY I'M NOT THAT BAD!"

"true, at least you didn't go for beomgyu. that boy is for the streets," jay says and you immediately gulp at the thought of that one time you had went off with beomgyu to taehyun's house. that was a story you hope jay never hears about.

you side glance sunghoon who is also now looking a little nervous... and unfortunately jay catches on. "oh my god don't tell me you liked beomgyu too!? is there anyone else?!"

"no no no! i do not like beomgyu! never! sunghoon is bad enough!"

"true."

"HEY!"

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Am I really that bad, if I love to make you mad | Sim Jaeyun

Enemies to lovers!au

Sim Jake was his given name. A nuisance was the name you gave him.

The thing was, you never did anything to the boy to warrant this type of special treatment from him. Nonetheless, it didn’t stop him from throwing a paper ball whenever the Teacher turned to write on the board. It seemed that your lesson today lies elsewhere. Patience: how to suffer in silence and not give in to the daily thoughts of poking the boy's eyes out and risking a bright future in jail to multiply ten-folds.

But you weren’t going to give in today, you really weren’t in the mood for it with finals coming up. A deep breath in then out caught your best friend's attention.

Sunoo spared you a glance, he knew who threw the paper- heavens the whole class did, and it was obvious how it never failed to rub the wrong side of you. It further irked you that your heart would beat for reasons other than dismay at the boy.

Sunoo spared you a glance, he knew who threw the paper- heavens the whole class did, and it was obvious how it never failed to rub the wrong side of you. It further irked you that your heart would beat for reasons other than dismay at the boy.

If there was anything you’ve learned from countless days spent avoiding the nuisance’s daily attacks, it was just that- he was relentless.

You knew flicking the paper would add fuel to the fire, but you were never a person to shy away. Surely jake wouldn’t dare do anything more while the teacher was talking right?

Wrong. He proceeded to play basketball on your head. After the third ball- you gave in, you whisked your hand back around enough to grab hold of a couple strands and gave it a nice tug. Earning a groan that sounded a lot like victory to you.

your triumph was cut short when the nuisance retaliated with his own fist- and he wasn't gentle about it either, grabbing a fistful, pulling your neck at an angle you don't think even science could prove possible. A surprised gasp resonated a bit too loudly for class, mumming your teacher to silence.

" Never knew you were an expeditionist" Jake never missed the chance to whisper anything in your ear, but thankfully you were saved by the Teacher.

“Sim Jaeyun, L/N Y/N I do not tolerate such recklessness in my class.” or so you thought, "I think a couple of hours in the detention after class will do well to teach you a lesson."

“But Professor I didn’t even do anything! He-”

" Want it to be two days? "

You could hear the boy chuckle behind you.

"No professor."

"Then I will see the both of you at my office in the evening."

You favored to let out an annoyed sigh after the professor had returned to his post and rolled your eyes back enough hoping it would reach the boy seated behind you and throw daggers at him.

Fate works in mysterious ways. The same fate that brought you a neighbor that had a kid your age who you now were best friends with and could not live a day in school without was the same fate that separated you from him as sunoo now sat with his new Assignment groupmate- on the other side of the classroom. Leaving you stuck with- sigh, you guessed it. Sim Jake.

You were assigned to read a passage and analyze whatever it was supposed to mean, but you could hardly read with the way his eyes were boring into you. You'd just barely survived detention with him yesterday, with his constant pestering, calling your name every second he could. Which begged the question: If one were to ask you why you crushed on the boy sitting next to you, insisting on getting on every nerve in your body, you wouldn't have an answer. Perhaps it was the way the corner of his lips curved whenever he'd talk, perhaps it was the way you liked how you felt around him, or perhaps it was the way your name fell from his lips as you purposely ignore him.

“Y/N”

Silence.

“Y/N” he singsonged.

Your eyebrows twitched.

"Y/N?"

Fingers choked the Page under your palm. You'd half-thought of throwing the Book you'd just abused at his face, may give the boy something to look at other than you.

"Y/N"

If you grit your teeth any longer, you'd have none left. Instead, you sighed through them, "WHAT!".

You knew it was a mistake the moment you saw a lips tug in sheer smug.

"What are you doing ?" He quipped annoyingly.

"I'd like to wipe that smirk off your face."

"Are you implying you want to kiss?"

"In your dreams, puppy dog" or in mine, your brain supplied.

You could feel your face starting to heat up, was there something on it or was Jake just really that insistent on staring at anything other than his assignment.

"You're staring. How do I make it stop" your voice controlled, your fingers though betrayed you and gripped the desk tighter, letting out some steam.

"You should look the person in the eye when speaking to them, common curtsy Y/N," he playfully tsked.

"And you shouldn't bother someone when they're blatantly ignoring you, common sense Jake." you flipped the Page, giving up on reading the passage, still fighting the urge of sparing him a glance.

"Ouch, you wound my heart" he faked a hand over his chest.

"Wasn't aware you had a beating one."

"For you? It beats like crazy." He was teasing. You knew he was. But It didn't stop your ears from flushing red.

"And I'm going to make it skip a beat forever if you don't start reading your part."

"Exhilarating," he breathed.

"Repulsive"

"Y/N"

"Jake," you finally looked at him and knew it was a mistake. He wouldn't blink. And neither would you. You weren't losing this.

It was a game. It always was to him. It was known he's a player, and another thing he was known for? Cheating. You should've seen it coming. His leg pulled your chair closer, pulling you between his legs. You admit, it was a smart move, almost made you blink, keyword being almost.

Your lips tugged. It was your turn, Fingers coming up to play with a stray piece of his brown locks, inching in closer, nose almost touching. His eyes widened, not expecting the proximity but not hating it by the way his pupils dilated.

"Cheater," you breathed.

"Prissy" he whispered back.

"Jake," It rolled off your tongue as an insult.

"Y/N," He mimicked, finally blinking only to stare down at your lips.

The teacher sounded exasperated. "Jake, Y/N Do I have to say it again?"

"Yeah, yeah, Professor, Detention, we get it." It was the first time you saw him irritated. And you could feel your addiction for it simmering. oh how sweet it felt.

If another day in detention was the price for it, then so be it. It was worth it.

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enhypen hyung line as college roommates

pairing: enhypen hyung line x gn!reader

genre: fluff, roommate trope

warnings: not proof read! few curse words, kisses.. that's it i think, please lmk if i missed anything

word count: 1.8k

note: this will be my first writing post on tumblr ever! as a college freshman, these bullets are really not accurate because I still live with my parents lmao and i'm still doing online school. ANYWAY this is what my brain came up with. let's start <3

heeseung

okay, he would be quiet as FUCK

he is a frickin infp, man’s introverted

he only speaks when spoken to

BUT he would be protective, i can see that

being two years your senior, he definitely gives you all the advice you could ever need.

best study places? he knows them all.

where to and not to party? he tells you everything.

even professors to watch out for. AND HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE THE SAME PROGRAM AS YOU

after two months, he’d have already warmed up to you.

no more introverted heeseung! you only knew loud and funny heeseung.

you don’t know why, but he definitely cracked more jokes when you’re around. (his friends said so the one time they came over)

as for cooking, you both would fight. either he’s lazy or you don’t want another ramen night.

it got tiring. until you noticed it’s 10pm and dinner was FAR from ready, you shook your head and headed over to the kitchen with youtube open on your phone playing the first cooking video you saw.

you didn’t realize it until it was time to add the green onion to the kimchi fried rice you were making that heeseung practically cut up all of the ingredients you needed.

“whe- how?”

“you were reaaally focused.” he shrugged and snatched the ladle from your hands so he could transfer the rice into two separate bowls.

“you could be a good sous chef, you know? have you considered shifting to culinary?”

“i’m literally one and a half year from graduating, y/n.”

that night, you both didn’t sleep until 2 in the morning.

past midnight, you both decided to clean up.

1am, you two were in front of the microwave waiting for the timer to go off.

2am, the movie you were watching during dinner and well after the popcorn rolled credits.

you see your roommate on the couch, eyes shut, head leaning towards you.

he appears to be coming closer.

you look away. ‘what is he doing?’ you think to yourself.

you suddenly feel two arms on your waist, tightening its grip. you hear “you’re my favorite roommate.” from the voice you’ve been hearing consistently the past two months.

others after the cut!

jay

i do not know if im emotionally ready for this (prolly not) but let’s go

he’s been your bestest friend for most of high school so it’s a no-brainer when you both got into the same university that y’all will be roommates.

bickering. all. day. long.

“i’m showering first.” you reminded him when attempts to open the door.

“then why aren’t you HERE?”

“i’m getting in the mood, okay?”

very chaotic.

there is one time though when you both seem to have a cease-fire.

that time being when you got sick.

he had only one class that day so the whole three hours he was gone, was the only time you felt peace after five months of living with him.

the peace you felt being a good nap. when you woke up, you heard noise in the kitchen.

“jay, is that you?”

“guess!”

you rolled your eyes and decided to get up since your nap did 50% of the medicine’s work, one that you were supposed to take.

only you ran out so you waited for jay to buy some.

“what are you doing here?” jay, turning his back from the stove to face you, questioned.

you turn his back around again, “chill. i don’t feel that sick anymore. what are you cooking?” you peeked through his shoulders with a tip-toe to see that he was cooking soup, the one your mom makes for you when you don’t feel well.

“oh my god, you love me THAT much?” you said with a hint of sarcasm and teasing

“yeah, of course. why do you think i put up with your bullshit for 6 years, huh? of course, i’m in love with you.”

“woah, IN LOVE? JAY WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?”

his confession was so sudden

and that resulted in him PLAINLY AVOIDING you for three days

“jay, can we at least TALK about it? i swear i’m gonna go insane if you go another second of ignoring me.”

“i was planning on confessing, okay? and i planned it to go way better than that. c’mon...” he looked down.

“well, i think it was perfect.”

“sorry for ruining our friendship-” you cut him off with, “i like you too, you know?”

“WHAT?” an ‘o’ formed with his mouth. he was so cute.

he finally looked up to see your expression. when his eyes met yours, both of your lips formed a smile. his eyes a perfect crescent.

“so...” he started.

“so...” you continued.

“what now?” you said together.

he shook his head, still with the unstoppable smile. “come here.” he opened his arms, gesturing a hug.

“i really thought...” he said under his breath, with his chin touching the top of your head.

“shut up and kiss me.”

jake

hella awkward at first.

you're both international students so there's gotta be solidarity or something, right?

WRONG.

you and jake didn't talk for two weeks.

nods and waves were the only forms of communication.

that was enough, i guess?

it was fortunate that your schedules were the exact opposite. all of your classes were in the morning and all of his were in the afternoon.

you only ever saw each other when you both get food in the common area.

day 13. you became really tired of this. you wanted a new friend.

so you wait for him to come home after his last class finished.

“hey jake!” you said after he locked the door.

“huh? yeah, hi?” he looked confused. maybe because he was. this was the only time he heard you speak other than your first day in the dorms, when you first introduced yourself.

you scrambled your brain to come up with what to say and nothing comes. so you just said, “nothing. just wanted to talk to you more. uh.. good night!” And walked back to your room like you didn’t just wait 2 hours on the couch.

the day after, he started talking to you more. and it didn’t take too long for you to become close. and a month into this some kind of friendship, you started to form some kind of a routine.

study sessions in the cafe nearby. every week.

it started with him just asking where you were going one night and to your surprise, he came with you to the cafe that night because he said he wants to go somewhere to study too.

ever since then, when the clock strikes 9 in the evening, you were both packing up to go down to your trusty coffee shop.

you noticed at most nights, jake doesn’t even bother to open his laptop (that he supposedly brought to study) and he just goes on his phone. you even caught him one time taking a picture of you. “you were making a funny face,” was his excuse.

you were not making a funny face. you don’t know what was going on inside his head.

“jake, if you don’t have to study, you know you don’t have to come with me. right?” you cornered him the next week. you felt a bit guilty because you thought he was forced to go with you every time ever since the first study night.

“but, y/n, i WANT to go with you.”

“why?”

“i just like your presence. if i’m bothering you, then i won’t go anymore. is that good?”

oh.

he likes your presence.

“jake! oh my god, are we friends now?” you asked him with shock and a hint of teasing.

“yeah, of course we’re fr- WAIT YOU DIDN’T SEE ME AS A FRIEND BEFORE?”

“yeah, no. you were more like an acquaintance to me.”

“MY COMING WITH YOU EVERY WEEK TO THE CAFE... was that not our friendship bonding?”

“sure, but you don’t really talk to me... jake.”

“why do we both suck at starting conversations?”

sunghoon

another introvert.

this will be hard. especially, considering that he was one of the last people you'd want to be your roommate.

he hates you for goodness's sake.

well, maybe not hate BUT you’re sure he is out to get you

it’s hard having your academic rival as your roommate, no?

imagine, the one who races you to answer your professor just to annoy you is the same person you have to see each morning.

the one who always compares both of your scores is the same one who is now making coffee just outside your door.

can your university experience get any worse?

a deep breath later and your door is open. you need to go to school anyway.

you nodded at sunghoon and headed to the bathroom to shower.

you were running late, so you did everything as fast as you could.

then, you remembered as you were finishing up

you forgot to eat! you always liked to eat before showering, it was comforting.

it gave the slow vibe of a weekend morning. but now, all of that's gone.

all because of your annoying roommate who you were trying to avoid a while ago..

ultimately, you decided to eat just after your first class.

it’s only for an hour, i can do it. you thought about its duration. you can go back to your apartment to eat, without any distractions.

okay, it’s been decided! let's go to class.

you got out, all dressed and wondered, “where is he?”

why were you looking for sunghoon anyway

you shook your head and picked your keys up to go out.

an hour later, you heard noises as you were unlocking your apartment door.

you thought to yourself, sunghoon is gone for the day, right?

is there someone else inside? what if it was a thief?

so you inhaled as you opened the door.

while you were expecting a black masked figure, you saw the last person you’d thought to see.

sunghoon.

“you didn't eat breakfast.” he said simply and pointed to the dining table where he was sitting.

he continued, “so i cooked.”

“you weren’t even here when i finished showering.”

he shrugged. “groceries, duh.”

you laughed through your nose. “always an answer for everything. huh, sunghoon?”

“you bet,” he smiled and continued, “this doesn't mean we're friends. remember that.”

“of course. even the time when you took care of me when i was drunk, we weren't friends then.”

“yes! we weren't, we aren't, and we will definitely will not be friends.”

“you're insufferable, sunghoon.”

“not as much as you, though.” and he had the audacity to wink.

he was wrong, by the way.

both of you became friends soon after that.

then, lovers.

wait. that makes him... half right. you both are certainly not friends now.

“oh my god. was that what you meant by us never being friends?!” you jump up from your slumber.

you both were taking a nap. it was a nice sunday afternoon.

in your shared bed, sunghoon turns to face you.

he jolted his eyes in confusion. why were you screaming well into the afternoon? he didn't know.

but he did.

“we were never going to be friends because,” he paused to grab onto you and be closer to your scent.

“i was already in love with you then.”