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ryujin — “CRAZY IN LOVE” opening trailer

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this is so beautiful☹️☹️☹️

for the first time - ps

summary: in which sunghoon has to figure out how to properly express his feelings for you

genre: highschool!au, fluff?, angst?, poetry? idk

pairing: sunghoon x reader

word count: 4185

warnings: some metaphorical violence? some kissing lol but nothing too suggestive

note: I LITERALLY WROTE THIS IN MY SPANISH CLASS LAST WEEK AND KINDA TRIED A NEW WRITING STYLE AND DIDN’T REALLY EDIT I’M SORRY IF THIS IS SO BAD OMFG ackkk also, i hope this somewhat makes up for not updating sonder in a while LMFAO also also i snuck some song titles from b:c in so try and find them :P anyways i hope it makes u hate and love hoon all at the same time, i’m gonna go pretend it doesn’t exist ever again <3

Park Sunghoon doesn’t like having feelings for other people.

Park Sunghoon would much rather spend his waking hours figure skating, shopping, or playing with his dog than thinking about another person.

And that’s why, when Park Sunghoon sees you for the first time, he resents you. He resents how his heart skips a beat when the afternoon breeze pushes your hair out of your face. He resents that when he makes eye contact with you, a plethora of new feelings fills his chest and makes him want to explode. He resents Jake Sim for introducing you to him. 

Park Sunghoon isn’t curious about other people.

He prefers to focus on himself.

So the first time Jake hears your name fall from Sunghoon’s lips in the form of a question, he’s beyond surprised. 

Sunghoon resents you for making him want to know more about you. 

When Jake starts inviting you to eat lunch with his friend group, Sunghoon can’t tell whether he should be grateful or slam Jake’s head into the table. Perhaps he should be grateful. He never talked much in the first place, and now that you were around, he had something else to stare at rather than his own hands. Or perhaps he should slam Jake’s head into the table. The more he admired your existence, the more he didn’t understand what he was supposed to do with the infatuation blooming in his heart.

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solitude

‧₊˚✩ ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𓆩♡𓆪 ਏਓ

(:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) ㅤ༺♡༻ ⋆ ࣪. ᓚᘏᗢ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ

⋆ ࣪ ᖭི༏ᖫྀ ⋆ ࣪ Ⱄⱄ ‧ ｡.*✩彡 ꙳⸌♡⸍꙳ 𓍊𓋼 𓍊𓋼

then i knew, you're my muse.

edit cr. 0103s & scan cr. BPismylife_.

@𝗄ιიł⠀⸙⠀﹌﹌⠀﹙﹗﹚᪶᥋იიᥣ。Ꜣꜣ▒⠀ꪻꪻ⠀ჩιᩮᦸ⠀⠀⠀͠⠀͠⠀͠

shes so pretty fuck

%♡ 🍡 i am obsessed with manjiro sano。★!!? (｡>﹏<｡)マイキー ♥

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navigation | last updated: 02-09-21

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐬

• [10:33AM] | fluff

• [10:13AM] | fluff

𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬/𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

• you’re late | fluff

• jealous | angst

• jeno as your boyfriend | fluff

• mean it | fluff

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

• “does my shirt smell weird?” | fluff

• “your man still around?” facetime call | fluff

𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬

• slumber party ft jaemin | smut

• two photos, two kisses | smut & angst & fluff

• pussy blocked | angst & fluff

• special attention | smut

• jealousy can be fun | smut & angst

disclaimer: i do not claim any of these works to be my own. lawfully credited to the original authors.

BRO STFU THIS WAS SO GOOD

Vampire Play | Lee Jeno

▸ Jeno x reader ▸ Fluff, Angst, Smut, Vampire au ▸ HALLOWEEN SERIES: 127 HOUSE ▸ 2/5 for NEOHALLOWEEN writing festival hosted by @nct-writers

Summary: The division of upperclassmen vampires and the humans at school, is the only thing that’s stopping Lee Jeno from loving you entirely. Like how vampires hide in the shadows, your growing love for each other is needed to be kept hidden because Jeno’s family cannot be involved with a human such as you. The family name should stay pure and untouched.

Word count: 9k

Warnings: Discriminations between vampires and humans, blood, more blood, heavy vampire-human bullying, blood sucking, swearing, mentions of other idols, loss of virginity, unprotected sex, stalking, teenagers breaking the school rules, not a warning but Jaemin is a big character here. Mentions of coffin, period blood jokes, starving students 

A/N: Pure fiction and inspired by some movies of course. Regarding Jaemin, idk tell me if I should make his story. He was the first one to have a human girlfriend so… Inspired by Vampire Academy, Slaughterhouse Rulez. 

Taglist: I hope I didn’t miss anyone, if yes please do message me so I can apologize huhu @ovelha-colorida-v @huangxx @soondaengie @sunshinedhyuck @your-kpop-cafe @bumblebeenct @joyfuleggsfishbanana @floweringtheflowers @neosculptures​

The sound of the school bell welcomes you to your new school as your parents drop you off and watch you reach their dreams. That’s right, theirs. This isn’t what you wanted, but thinking about how your parents worked so hard for you to have a great education is enough push to force yourself to study and like this place. It was their dream for you to go to an exclusive school such as 127 House. A place where the finest kind of vampires go to school, and a place where rich humans like you are given the opportunity to have the same education.

Sounds fun? It does, but the division between humans and vampires is taken seriously in 127 House. Actually, it’s not a division, it’s discrimination. 

Yes, you go to the same school with the vampires but those bloodsuckers are treated royalty. Humans are not allowed to be friends with vampires, talking to vampires is strictly prohibited, fornicating with a vampire is a major offense, and having a relationship with a vampire can get you kicked out of the school. It says in the student handbook that they have all these rules and divisions to protect the royal bloodsuckers and to maintain peace and order inside the school. 

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NCT FIC RECS

(M) stands for NSFW

(💌) stands for all-time favorite; this is based on my personal liking but i can assure you that every fics i put in here are worth reading!

total fics: 46 

members: JJH, MKL, HRJ, NJM, LHC, LJN

note: credit to the authors!! thank you for writing them <3

Jung Jaehyun

a lover’s fate | by @amorajae | 24.7k words | (M) romance, enemies to lovers, arranged married, CEO!au

i like me better (when i’m with you) | by @tyonfs ​| 11.8k words | (M) fluff, crack, friends to enemies to lovers, college!au, fwb!au

Mark Lee

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TOMORROW X TOGETHER’s Yeonjun by Lee Maroo, ELLE KOREA’s Feature Director

ㅡnow i'm turning to dust in a world that's twisted, don't come searching when i go missing.%★!

past lives

0:37 ─❍───── 04:35

BØRNS

look at sunwoo😇😇😇

Parking Lot Phase

Based on the songs Circa 2015 and Rainbow Bap by Jaden Smith

Pairing: badboy!jisung x Reader

Genre: smut, fluff, angst

Au/Tropes: high school, strangers to lovers

Word Count: 12.5K

Warnings: swearing, jealous Jisung, car sex (kind of), dom jisung?, reckless driving,

a/n: this took me months to write because i kept forgetting about it. The ending was really rushed and i may or may not rewrite it. Its also not proof read so forgive me

As cliche as it is, Jisung was the boy that every adult figure in your life told you to stay away from.

Your Parents, Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Teachers, hell even the bus drivers.

Every day he dressed head to toe in black, the only color being a few pops of red stitched into his leather jacket.

Every single girl in your high school class wanted him and he knew it.

He always teased the girls with long looks and a sweet smile from across the hallway, luring them into him.

Needless to say those same girls were usually found crying in a bathroom stall two weeks later.

Jisung, however, went on with his life, laughing and smiling with his friends like he hadn’t just ruined some poor girl’s self esteem.

Jisung usually hung out with a group of seniors,

Renjun, Jaemin, Donghyuck, and Jeno.

They all dressed and acted the same way...

Like dicks.

However, you assumed they weren’t that bad since your best friend Chenle was often found prancing around with them.

Chenle stuck out like a sore thumb around those boys as he opted for casual streetwear.

Although Chenle usually spent his school hours with the boys, he always made sure to eat lunch with you.

He didn’t want you to feel left out, you were his childhood best friend after all.

He was never going to leave you.

However, he was seriously contemplating it as he stands in front of you with furrowed eyebrows and a slacked jaw.

“What do you mean ‘no’?” Chenle questions carefully.

Jisung had just been gifted his first car by his parents yesterday and all of Chenle’s friends were going out off campus for lunch.

They were begging him to tag along but Chenle refused to leave you alone.

His friends agreed to let you come along too.

But Chenle didn't think for a second that you would decline.

“Lele, I'm not getting in a car with a bunch of random ass guys just so you don’t have to feel guilty.” You told your best friend.

You look over Chenle’s shoulder, noticing Jisung along with the rest of his clique were waiting impatiently by the school entrance.

Jisung coolly swung his car keys around his pointer finger with a bored look painted on his face.

“Random guys? They’re our classmates, y/n.”

“Still strangers to me.”

Chenle sighs, throwing his arms up in frustration

“It’s fine, Chenle, go hang out with your friends and I will stay here and eat my lunch. “ You smile tightly at him. “Alone.”

Chenle scoffed, fully knowing that your statement actually means ‘go hang out with your friends but if you do I wont speak to you for a whole week’

The two you had been in so many petty arguments before; He knows better.

You slam your locker door, preparing to turn away from him until a voice called out to the two of you.

“Hey,” Jisung says from down the hall. “Meet us outside whenever you’re done with....whatever”

The rest of the boys surrounding him nodded along and quickly followed him out of the door.

Chenle took this time to wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you into a tight hold.

“Y/n, please, I will do anything. This is a brand new Maserati we are talking about here,” Your best friend pleads.

You contemplate for a second.

“Maserati?” You raise an eyebrow.

Chenle nods his head frantically.

“You should’ve started off with saying it was a Maserati.”

“Don’t tell me you’re agreeing to come because its a Maserati.”

You shrug and link your arm with Chenle’s.

“I didn’t take you for the gold digger type”

“I’m just a sucker for sports cars.”

You smile and watch as a wide grin spreads against your best friend's face.

“I’m so glad you’re coming because i don’t think i would have been able to handle you not talking to me for another three weeks.”

You scoff softly, “so you were actually going to leave me”

“Its a Maserati, babe,” Chenle says, leading you to the school’s parking lot.

You weren’t going to lie,

The closer you inched to Jisung’s car the more nervous you got.

Chenle could sense this and squeezed your arm softly.

Finally the the two of you stood in awe next to the sleek black Maserati.

The windows were tinted so dark that you couldn’t see anything inside.

So it shocked you a little when the back door was pushed open from the inside, nearly hitting you in the leg.

The boy you know as Jaemin, pops his head out of the door with a bright smile adorning his face.

“I was hoping you’d say yes,” The boy says out of context.

The comment kind of startled you, you weren’t expecting to have to interact with them so soon.

You were hoping they’d just ignore your presence and do what they usually do.

Without letting you question him, Jaemin slides back into the car.

You notice the lack of space in the back seat.

Looking up at Chenle, you ask him where would you sit.

Once he gets in, the backseat will be full, leaving you with nowhere to sit.

Jeno and Jaemin hastily offer you a place on their laps but you not-so politely decline.

Instead you sit down into the seat that originally was supposed to be Chenle’s before pulling your best friend into your own lap.

He complains the entire time but you refused to be the person to sit on anyone’s lap.

With Jaemin next you, he uses his charming smile to convince you to rethink your choice for the ride back.

"Don't pretend like you don't want to," He says barley above a whisper.

But not low enough to where Chenle couldn't hear it. "I can hear you, Jaemin."

The ride is surprisingly fun, everyone seems to chat with you easily including renjun who was seated in the passenger seat

The only person who didn’t speak to you much was Jisung.

But it was fine you enjoyed the attention that renjun, jeno, Donghyuck, and jaemin were feeding you

Soon enough, you guys were parked at a local diner.

The boys rushed out of the car before Jisung could even come to a complete stop.

Chenle whines as donghyuck and Jaemin quickly place themselves at your side.

Jaemin threw his arm around your waist while Hyuck’s arm rested around your shoulders.

“How can someone so pretty be friends with Chenle,” Jaemin joked

“I was wondering the same thing,” piped Jeno

Renjun laughs. “I think we all-“

You didn’t even notice the smile that was stretching to each side of your face or the giggly feeling that rested below your belly.

Chenle had been the only friend you ever really had.

So being around so many people who clearly enjoyed your presence, filled you with so much joy.

You kind of felt guilty for all of the assumptions you had previously made about them.

Entering the diner, the boys headed for the largest booth in the the back.

You were sandwiched between Jeno and Renjun with Jaemin and Chenle across from you and Donghyuck and Jisung on the ends.

Jisung still hadn’t spoken a word to you.

You nearly let it get to you, but you were quickly taken out of your thoughts as Jeno started pointing out the best items on the menu.

He had somehow convinced you to try something called the ‘Gut buster’.

It was the largest breakfast burrito you had seen in your life, but also the tastiest.

Renjun had spent his time, spoon feeding you deserts and asking you to rate them.

He held his hand underneath your chin and guided a spoon that's over flowing with chocolate desert. "Open up."

You were definitely going to be sick from all of the sugar he had you inhale.

“This is basically just Y/N being on a date with five guys,” Chenle seethed as he watched the boys interact with you.

You open your mouth to protest but you’re immediately cut off by Hyuck.

He grabs your hand across the table, squishing Chenle against Jaemin in the process.

“No she’s just on a date with me, right babe?”

You try to stutter response as the boy rubs his soft finger over your knuckles but everyone beats you to it.

They argue loudly about whose the better ‘date’ which only ends in you guys getting ugly looks from everyone else in the diner.

You tried to hush them and tell them they were too loud, but with Jeno yelling in your ear and Chenle trying to pry hyuck’s hands off your own, your voice got washed out in the madness.

“Don’t you kids have class?” One of the waitresses shouted at you from across the counter.

All of you scramble for your phone to check the time.

“Shit,” Jisung curses, standing to his feet.

The 7 of you realize that you’re super late for class. (20 minutes late to be exact.)

You guys quickly finish what ever you have left and pay for your food

You tried to pay for you own but Renjun quickly pushed your hands down and pulled a few crisp bills from his wallet

“You never pay for my food,” Chenle pouts

Renjun only stuffs his wallet back into his pocket. “Pretty privilege I guess,”

You guys move as fast as possible, all scrambling to find a seat in the car.

Chenle got booted from the back seat and was forced to take the front as Renjun found his way to the back.

This time around you found yourself perched on Jaemin’s lap, while your legs laid haphazardly across Jeno’s.

Throaty laughter and giggles could be heard from the backseat as Jisung sped through lanes of traffic.

The boys notice this and make comments on his reckless driving.

You notice him rolling his eyes but what you don’t notice is how Jisung stares at you through the rear view mirror every time he gets a chance.

When you get back to school it’s drizzling so you all scurry inside.

You guys are a little over 30 minutes late to your class but you don’t mind that at all.

You were just happy that your class wasn’t too far from the entrance.

Chenle, however, had class on the other side of campus so he left the group with a ‘see you guys later’

Renjun was right behind him.

Jeno, Jaemin, and donghyuck parted as their classrooms came into sight.

By the time you got to your class room, Jisung was the only one left walking with you.

It was silent between the two of you.

“Thank you,” was all you could think to say.

He looked down at you, eyes grazing over your pretty face

“For what?”

You didn’t think this through.

You shuffle on your feet. “For letting me hang out with you guys, i guess.”

“And for walking me to class.”

He chuckles, showing off his smile for the first time that day.

“Technically I’m not walking you to class. My class is this way too.”

You roll your eyes playfully, “Then thank you for letting me hang out with you guys.”

“Of course, I loved being a 7th wheel.”

“Oh really?” You say, cocking your head to the side. “You didn’t deny being on a date with me earlier,”

“I didn’t speak to you the entire time,”

“I never said you were a good date.”

The two of you laugh softly before the air between you suddenly became quiet again.

“Well,” you start, “this is my stop, hopefully we can hang out again sometime.”

Jisung nods, “Right, yeah, maybe so.”

He scratches the back of his neck and rocks softly on his heels

You take note of his stance, finding it cute in a way.

Not knowing what to say next, you push open the door to your classroom, bidding Jisung goodbye with a small wave

Once you’re out of sight Jisung visibly relaxes

“Right, yeah, maybe so?” He mocks, repeating his earlier response to you. “What the fuck was that,”

Jisung had been trying to find a way to talk to you all day, but he didn’t want to come off like his friends.

Unlike them, he had actually known who you were before Chenle mentioned you.

The two of you had one or two classes together and he often found himself staring at you when he became bored with the lesson.

It was no doubt that you were beautiful and he found it interesting how you made no effort to make any friends or branch out.

He thought you were just shy but after today he could tell that you were far from shy.

Jisung had been wanting to approach you for so long but he wasn’t sure how to, with Chenle always clinging to you.

He let out a deep sigh and shook his head clear of any thoughts concerning you as he laid eyes on his classroom.

Its needless to say that each one of you got scolded for being late.

You luckily escaped with no punishment.

However others were not so lucky

Others including Jeno, Chenle, And Donghyuck.

They all got after school detention.

Usually Chenle walks home with you after school but with him gone, it was just you.

The drizzle from earlier had turned into a full on storm. Lightening broke out across the sky and was soon followed by a loud rumble of thunder that resulted in shrieks from some of your fellow female classmates.

You sigh.

You could have probably gotten Chenle to call his parents to pick you guys up, but he was stuck in a class room, probably apologizing to said parents through a text message for getting detention.

Your dad wouldn’t be able to leave work to pick you up.

You were just screwed.

You stood idly by the school’s front doors, watching as the rain padded hard against concrete.

Students dashed for their cars, shielding themselves from the rain with anything they had.

These were the times where you wish you knew how to drive.

“You aren’t planning on walking in that, are you?” A voice calls from behind you.

You see Jisung’s reflection in the window of the entrance. “I did for a second,” You turn around to face him. “But now that you’re here, I think my prayers may have just been answered.”

Jisung smirks, shifting onto his right leg. “I wasn’t offering you a ride,”

“Don’t make me beg.” You pout, tilting your head.

He rolls his eyes. “Come on, Let’s go,”

You watch as Jisung shrugs off his infamous leather jacket and holds it over the two of you as a shield.

As soon as he opens the door, he breaks out into a sprint with his hand pressed to your upper back.

If you weren’t so focused on not slipping you would have been overthinking his gesture.

Jisung used his key pad to unlock his car door and quickly opened the passenger side door for you to slip into before running to get into the drivers side.

He plops down inside of the car, throwing his jacket to the back seat and ruffling his slightly wet hair

Your eyes raked over him, finding the wet hair look attractive on him.

He leans back into his seat, lolling his head to the side to meet your gaze.

“Staring now, are we?”

You scoff.

Yes

“No, I’m waiting for you to start the car up because I’m wet and freezing”

With a cocky smirk on his face, Jisung cranks up his car and begins to pull out of the parking lot.

The rain is visibly becoming heavier and you are slightly worried if Jisung would be able to drive in it.

“Am I just supposed to guess where you live?”

You roll your eyes, “I live a little past the diner we went to earlier,”

“Great, I was heading that way anyway.”

The ride was quiet, nothing but the sounds of heavy rain pounding down on the vehicle

It seemed like the further you guys drove, the heavier the rain got.

“Can you even see.” You ask the boy.

“No, actually”

You stare at him in disbelief. “Why didn’t you say anything.”

“I was trying to look cool, like i knew what i was doing.” He jokes.

“Pull over somewhere. Let’s just wait until the rain calms down some.”

“The diner should be coming up soon, we’ll pull in there.” He says while nodding his head.

You agree with him and relax into your seat.

Your eyes constantly flicker over to Jisung’s frame.

You couldn’t deny just how attractive he was.

You wanted to be mad at yourself for being in the position you said you’d never be in, but you couldn’t.

Not when jisung was here, left hand gripping the stirring wheel while the other toyed with his bottom lip.

‘Any girl would be going haywire with a sight like that’ is what you tell yourself.

Jisung pulls into the deserted diner parking lot, parking fairly well to say he couldn’t tell where the parking spaces were.

Shutting off his car, he leans back into his seat and uses his hand to push his hair back from his forehead.

It took everything in your being not to stare at him.

Goosebumps started to form on your arms.

“I’m cold,” You told him, rubbing your hands together

“That’s too bad,” He started, tilting his head towards you. “I’m hot.”

Indeed

You roll your eyes and turn away from him with an obvious grimace on your face. You did this whenever you weren’t getting your way with Chenle and he usually gave in after a few seconds. You were hoping it would work with the boy on side of you.

Jisung, however, just scoffed before reaching into the backseat.

Suddenly something that was rubbery and wet was thrown into your lap.

It was Jisung’s jacket that he used to shield the two of you at school.

“This is wet,” You complain before throwing the jacket back at him.

He throws the jacket back at you. “Beggars can’t be choosers,”

“It’s going to make me colder than I already am.”

“The inside isn’t wet. Just put it on before i take it back.”

You hesitate for a second before ultimately deciding to put it on. “Only because I’m cold.”

“I think it’s just because you wanted to wear my jacket.” He jokes.

“Please, this thing fucking smells.”

It didn’t

“Then take it off,” Jisung says, reaching for the sleeve of said jacket.

You move your arm away from him. “No, you just basically begged me to wear it and now you’re trying take it away. Make up your mind.”

“Begged you?”

“Begged me.”

He shakes his head at you, shoulders jumping as a soft laugh ripped through him.

“You’re annoying,” He teased

“You’re no better.”

A smile plays at the corner of your lips as you look out of the window, enjoying the sight of the rain.

“This rain really isn’t letting up at all, huh,” Jisung says, kissing his teeth.

“Doesn’t look like it, but i don’t mind.”

“You like the rain?” He asks

You hum.

“Why?”

“I dont know i just do. Why do you not like the rain?”

He ponders for a second. “It makes everything too gloomy, for my taste.”

“Gloomy can be pretty though.”

“You can’t do anything in the rain.”

“Thats not true. You can do a lot of things. Its a perfect time to catch up on sleep, listen to your favorite songs, watch your favorite shows, eat your favorite food, have ice cream-“

“So the rain is an excuse to be lazy.”

You give him a blank stare before turning your head back to the window. “No its an excuse to chill and take part the activities that make you happy.”

Jisung hums and nods. “I think I understand what you mean.”

He’s quiet for a second or two. “One of the things you mentioned—eating your favorite food and having ice cream.”

“Yeah,”

“Well, this diner has a drive thru.”

You smile at him, understanding what he he was suggesting.

Jisung pulls out of the parking spot he was in and makes way toward the drive thru.

The two of you both try something new on the menu and pair it with a milkshake and fries just in case you hated what you ordered.

While the two of you ate, you chatted about cars, school, your friends, and just about any random topic you could come up with.

You didn’t expect to laugh so much, especially with jisung since he didnt speak a single word to you earlier.

You guys stayed in the parking lot until nightfall with full bellies and drooping eyes.

The rain had lightened up two hours before but the two of you were to caught up to realize.

“It’s going on 8:00, I think we are good to go.” He told you, beginning to pick up the remaining trash you guys had from your food.

You couldn’t deny the tinge of sadness you felt, knowing that your day with jisung was coming to an end.

The ride to your place was fairly short. Jisung knew the exact route to your house, considering the fact that he also lived in the same neighborhood.

Your neighborhood was fairly large and had multiple streets so it wasn’t surprising that the two of you hadn’t crossed paths.

“Try not to look so sad,” he teased as he opened your door to let you out of his car.

“In your dreams, Park, I’m ecstatic to finally be home.”

The two of you walk side by side towards your doorstep, not uttering a single word until you were finally face to face with your front door.

“So I checked the weather and i saw that it’s supposed to rain for the rest of the week.” The boy says as you began to strip from his jacket.

You raise an eyebrow at him, signaling him to continue.

“So maybe you could ride with me after school for the week until it clears up.”

It was obvious that he had been working up the courage to ask you that, as he began to rock on his heels like he did once before at school.

“Just say that you want to hang out with me again, Jisung,” You tease, leaning in and pressing his jacket to his chest.

He smiles, casting his eyes away from you an towards the empty street. “Maybe...”

“Say it.”

He rolls his eyes before taking his jacket from you and guiding you towards your door. “Don’t be annoying, go inside.”

“Fine.” You laugh, pushing your front door open, “Goodnight, Jisungg,”

The boy waved you goodnight and then made a dash for his car. As you closed the door you could hear the sound of Jisung and his expensive car speeding off into the night.

Chenle didnt let a second pass before he was ringing your phone. He had been peeking out of his bedroom window, where he had an amazing view of your front yard.

You hesitated to answer your phone, knowing well what he was calling about

“Hello?”

“UM,HELLO? DID I JUST SEE YOU GET OUT OF THE CAR WITH PARK JISUNG?!”

you roll your eyes and quickly skip up to your bedroom before pulling open your curtains. From across the street you can see Chenle, standing in a similar position.

Phone pressed against his ear, he puts his hand on his hip. “Do you know how worried I was. I thought you got kidnapped on the way home.”

“What made you think i was kidnapped.”

“I sent you 1000 messages and when i got no response, i tried to knocking on your door and still got nothing. I’ve been watching your front yard for hours now; I was two minutes away from calling the cops, Y/N.”

“Instead of asking anyone if they had seen me?”

“I did, I asked Renjun and Jaemin, thinking they may have walked you home but they said they hadn’t seen you and that they left with sungchan.”

“You’re cute when you worry, lele.” You watch as your best friend frowns and closes his dark blue curtains. You giggle. “Come over, I’ll make you dinner and tell you all about what happened while i was with Jisung.”

He peeks through the curtains. “What kind of dinner.”

“Whatever you want,”

“Fine, give me a second, to take a shower. Im spending the night,”

Before you could protest, the boy hangs up and closes his curtains completely.

30 minutes later, Chenle was walking into your house with an overnight bag slung across his shoulder.

You kept your promise to him and made him exactly what he wanted. Which happened to be a weird pasta recipe that he found on tiktok.

Following the recipe wasn’t hard for you at all considering you often had to cook for yourself due to your dad’s work schedule.

While you and chenle feasted on the pasta, you told him all about your day with Jisung

Patting his full belly Chenle began to speak. “So do you like him?”

You open your mouth to say ‘no’ but for some reason the words never come out. You can’t like Jisung, you only known him for a couple of hours.

However, in those few hours, he had proven to be the complete opposite of your assumptions.

“Well do you?” Chenle questions again

“N-no.” You shake your head and reach for your drink that sat on the coffee table.

Your best friend stares at you for a split second, searching you for a sign of uncertainty.

And boy did he find too many signs.

“Well,” He starts off, “If you did like Jisung. I would tell you that it isn’t smart to get involved with him.”

“And why not?”

“We all know why, Y/N.”

the two of you stare at each other and you’re the first to look away.

“Thought he was your friend,” You grumble.

“He is, but you’re like a sister to me. And believe it or not, I actually care about your feelings.” The boy says, grabbing a hold of your free hand.

You roll your head to the side, a smirk playing on your lips. “Just kiss me already Chenle.”

“funny,” He chuckles. “But don’t say it again, I almost threw up.”

You roll eyes. “Let’s clean up and head to bed; I have an exam tomorrow,”

The boy nods and begins to follow your lead in cleaning.

The next morning, you and Chenle are awoken by the sound of your father’s voice.

“Zhong, I thought I told you five years ago to stop sleeping in my daughter’s bed,” The smile, he was wearing could be heard as he spoke.

Both you and Chenle groan and shield your eyes from the sun that was pouring in through your window

“I could chastise you some more,” your dad continues, “but I think I have other things to worry about. Like the boy that's wearing a leather jacket, driving a badass Maserati, and asking for my sweet child.”

Your head perks up immediately. “Jisung’s here?”

“Is that his name?”

You don’t listen to the rest of your dad’s morning banter and hop out of bed quicker than you ever had before.

“Chenle, get up, get up, get up.” You tell your friend, pulling him up by his arm as you gather your outfit for the day.

You quickly brush your hair and teeth before heading down stairs with none of your school supplies with you.

Thankfully, Chenle was trailing right behind you with your backpack slung over his shoulder.

When you make it outside, you catch sight of Jisung and your dad standing next to each other.

You couldn’t tell what they were saying but from the way they were staring at Jisung’s car, you could tell that it was the topic of their conversation.

Jisung looks up as he hears you approaching, a smile still planted on his face until he catches sight of Chenle.

He tried not to let his smile falter but he had failed miserably. He can only hope you didn’t notice it.

You did.

“You didn’t say you were coming by this morning,” You say and Jisung steps toward you.

“Well you didn’t exactly give me your number or anything last night.”

“Um last night?” Your dad pipes.

“Yeah, Jisung brought be home yesterday since it was raining.”

Your dad doesn’t say anything but you can tell he’s impressed with Jisung.

“Well I’ll let you guys get to school,” Your dad says, “I assume I’ll see you again this afternoon, Jisung.”

The three you get into the car and head to school.

Chenle fell asleep in the backseat, leaving you and Jisung to your own devices.

He made small talk with you, telling you how your dad made him nervous upon first sight.

“I thought I was at the wrong house,” He had told you.

He nearly asked you why chenle was there but he decided against it.

Once you you got to school, you met up with the rest of Jisung’s friends.

All 7 of you hung out before the bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first class of the day.

The day went by slow, the only entertainment being your lunch period.

Today the rain had started a little bit before lunch so the boys stayed in the cafeteria with you.

Instead of eating the school lunch, they raided the vending machines that were stationed in the corners.

The 7 of you got weird stares due to the chaotic nature of the group. You were definitely the loudest table in the building.

You tried not to notice how close jisung was to you the entire time.

His shoulder was practically pressed against yours.

You weren’t the only one who noticed though.

After lunch, jisung walked you to class, much like he did the day before. The only difference was that it wasn’t awkward between the two of you at all.

When it was time for dismissal, you found him waiting for you next to the door.

He already had his jacket off, ready to shield the two of you from the weather.

When you asked about the other boys, he said they had sports practice and that chenle called his parents.

In reality, Jisung told the boys they couldn’t ride him so he could be alone with you. They complained and rolled their eyes but let Jisung be and found themselves bothering Sungchan instead.

He didn’t miss how Chenle seemed to be genuinely annoyed.

He couldn’t find it in himself to care though.

The ride went just as it did the day before.

The two of you pulled into the diner and grabbed some food before munching down on it while having a conversation.

You learned a few things about him.

His favorite color is green.

He has two older brothers and a little sister.

He has a cat named Christmas (named by his little sister)

He hates the corn dogs from the diner.

He makes good grades.

He wants to paint his nails but doesn’t know how and doesn’t want to go to a nail tech to get them done.

And more little things like that.

You guys chatted until 8:30 before Jisung brought you home. This time he remembered to get your number.

The next three days were the same thing.

He picks you up for school that morning, You have lunch with the boys, he walks you to class, he waits on you after class, it rains, he drives the two of you to the diner, you get food, chat in the parking lot, and then he takes you home.

Every night you walk into your house with a goofy smile on your face that Chenle definitely teases you about.

“That’s not very ‘I don’t like Jisung’ of you,” He would say through the phone.

He was right.

Even though you hated to be that girl. You couldn’t help but to fall for Jisung’s charms.

When the two of you are alone, he never fails to make you a bumbling mess when he compliments you, or twirls a strand of your hair around his finger.

Not to mention the way he stares at you when you’re speaking.

“Stop staring, weirdo,” Is what you would tell him before breaking eye contact.

A smirk would slowly etch into his face before he responds with. “I can’t,”

For the weekend, you invite Chenle over since he was complaining about not being able to see you all week.

You arranged a movie night for the two of you.

Chenle brought all kinds of snacks and drinks with him, and wore his pajama set that also matched yours.

With snacks sprawled all over your bed, you and Chenle climb under your blankets and immediately indulge in the sweets as Percy Jackson begins to play by on the tv.

Chenle couldn’t help to notice how you had left your phone sitting in your lap, instead of on your dresser like you always did during movie night.

Not even two minutes later, he realized why.

Your phone lit up every other minute and you didn’t waste a second before picking it up and typing a response to the person messaging you.

Chenle rolled his eyes and shook his head.

This went on for 30 minutes before Chenle found himself reaching for the remote and pausing the movie.

You almost didn’t notice the lack of sound in the room as your fingers quickly typed up a reply to Jisung, but with Chenle’s hard glare on you, you couldn’t help but to notice.

“What?” You ask, slowly bringing your phone down to your lap.

“Who are you texting? They must be pretty damn important to be interrupting movie night for.”

You scoff. “Chenle, we’ve seen this movie a thousand times.”

“That’s not the point.” He says, a look of annoyance written clear as day on his face.

You can tell that he’s genuinely upset as your best friend moves to sit up straighter.

“This was supposed to be our night, but instead you’re here texting Jisung, The person you’ve been ignoring me for all week.”

“Chenle...” You say softly.

“I get it, you like him,” He starts, focusing his attention on the Twix wrapper in front of him. “But I was here first. I’m your best friend and I won’t let you push me aside to become some lame background character in you and Jisung’s weird ‘strangers to lovers’ love story,”

“Is that what this is about?”

“Yes! It’s exactly what this is about. It’s like I never see you anymore and I hate it,”

You sigh and sit your phone down on your bedside table before wrapping your arms around Chenle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize just how much Jisung and I had been hanging out. I promise to make more time for you.” You tell him. “Starting now, I’ll turn off my phone and you and I will start this movie from the beginning and pretend Jisung doesn’t even exist.”

You feel him chuckle beneath you. “You don’t have to go that far. I know you’ve been dying to tell me all about these little rendezvous you and Jisung have been having.” He looks up at you. “I’m all ears.”

For the rest of the night, your phone was disregarded and the two of you chatted, mostly about you and Jisung but also about Chenle and the things going on in his life.

Needless to say, the two of you had a better understanding of each other and their feelings.

Chenle spent another night at your house and went home Sunday evening

Monday morning, Jisung was at your house bright and early. Your dad welcomed him inside and let him wait in the kitchen for you.

Once you were done getting dressed, you and Jisung headed off to school.

You didn’t say much because you were tired but that didn’t stop Jisung from asking you why you suddenly disappeared for most of the weekend.

“Why? Were you worried about me Park Jisung?” You tease.

He doesn’t look at you, and instead keeps his eyes trained on the road.

He was waiting on an answer.

You roll your eyes before resting your head on the window. “I was with Chenle.”

“Hm. Chenle.”

You don’t notice how his hand ever so slightly tightens on the wheel or how he just barely pressed his foot down harder on the gas.

He doesn’t bring it up again and neither do you.

Once you get to school its the same old same old. Except you and Jisung spend lunch alone in his car, Feasting on vending machine snacks.

The two of you sit in his back seat, facing each other, with stupid smiles on your face.

“You know I’ve never been in my own backseat before. It looks weird back here,” He says, looking around his backseat in disgust.

You pop a piece of chocolate into your mouth, letting it melt in your cheek before speaking up. “Don’t be mean to Trixy. Everything about this her is beautiful.” You say while petting the seats of the car.

Jisung grimaces. “You named my car Trixy?”

“Yes, Trixy is a sexy name and this is a sexy car.”

He scoffs. “Not sexy enough. Im thinking about having my dad redo parts of the interior. I’m thinking green.” He says leaning back.

“No, do red.”

He shakes his head. “That’s tacky,”

“You never like any of my ideas,” You whine.

“Maybe if they were good ideas.” A chuckle glides through his lips as he looks over at you.

You’re rolling your eyes at him before placing a gummy candy into your mouth.

Jisung doesn’t say anything and only watches as you tilt your head back and let out a soft hum in satisfactory.

“I’m not sure which one I like better, chocolate or gummies.”

Jisung isn’t sure what he’s thinking of or what happens in the next few seconds, but as you bring your eyes to meet his, he finds himself pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

You’re not shocked by the kiss at all. Whether Jisung knew it or not, most of his attention was on your lips. They were the focal point of his line of vision.

He must have started to come to his senses because you could feel him starting to pull away from you.

You knew he would start apologizing right away, and although flustered Jisung would be a hilarious sight to see; you had finally gotten a taste of him and you didn’t want it to end.

Before he could utter a word, you tangle your fingers in his dark hair and push your lips back against his.

He deepens the kiss, not asking for permission as he lets his tongue push past your plushy lips.

The kiss was definitely sloppy but something was telling you that Jisung liked it that way.

He moans into your mouth and allows his hand to rest on your thigh.

Jisung thanks god that you were wearing a skirt. He used this opportunity to push his hand further up your leg until your skirt had risen up and his hand was placed firmly on your waist.

You could feel him slowly pushing you back until your back rested against the car door and your head was up against his window.

Your legs were split and resting on either side of the boy.

You felt a little embarrassed to have Jisung pressed against your middle but he was clearly enjoying himself as he softly rocked his hips against you.

He hands trail back down your thighs to grip the meat of them.

The kiss got rougher.

Jisung bites and licks at your lips, not letting you dominate him for a single second.

You whimper underneath him, feeling yourself shrink down further into the door.

You can’t help how your hips subconsciously buck against the bulge that was forming his pants.

He finally pulls away from you, but only so the two of you could catch your breath. He chuckles darkly as he stares down at you.

His finger traces shapes on your thigh and he begins to trail them to your inner thigh.

Your heart hammered against your chest as Jisung’s finger finally made it to where you wanted it most.

“Jisung,” you moaned out as he presses a finger to your clothed clit.

He bites his lip at the sight of your eyes fluttering shut in pleasure. He presses down harder on the tiny bud, giving it a few more rubs.

“You’re so wet for me, baby,” Jisung coos.

Your hands grip his jacket. “Touch me, Jisung.”

“I am touching you, Aren’t I?” He teases with a knowing smile. “You want more?”

You nod your head. “Yes,”

“Hm?” He says, pretending he didn’t catch what you said.

“Yes, Jisung.”

He chuckles before swiftly moving your panties aside and pressing two cold digits to your sensitive clit.

You choke on your breath for a second as he circles his fingers skillfully before relaxing under his touch.

You whimper, moan, and whither around underneath Jisung but he doesn’t let up.

“You wanted it so bad,” he growls in your ear. “Take it,”

He nips at your jaw as you throw your head back, making sure to leave a bright bruise in his wake.

The way you moan his name only fuels him.

“You want more, princess?” He whispers into your ear.

You can’t form an answer but with the way Jisung’s finger began to tease your hole, you knew he had already made up his mind.

However, before Jisung could go any further, the sound of a fist wrapping against glass broke the two of you up.

Jisung yanked his hands away from you and looked towards the direction the sound came from.

Outside of the drivers side window stood Jeno.

For a second, Jisung’s heart had dropped to his ass, thinking Jeno had saw everything the two of you were doing, but then he remembered the dark tint of his windows kept anyone from being able to look inside of the car.

He sighs before pulling away from you.

You quickly fix your skirt and stay silent as you watch Jisung.

He rolls the back window down, only enough to where his eyes and nose were visible.

“What do you want?” He asks Jeno, trying his best not to sound annoyed.

“Why are you in the back seat?” Jeno immediately asks.

“Y/N and I were eating back here,”

“Ah, why are you only cracking the window down to your nose?”

“Why are you asking me so many questions?” Jisung snaps. “Did you come out here for a reason?”

You can hear jeno click his tongue.

“Yes,” the older boy says. “Class starts in about two seconds,”

“We’re coming. Don’t wait up,” Jisung says quickly before rolling the window back up.

You could see the confusion on Jeno’s face through the window.

“Way to not be suspicious,” You tease.

“Whatever,” Jisung grumbles before pulling you into a kiss.

The kiss is slow and gentle and only last for a couple of seconds before Jisung is pulling away.

His thumb traces over your cheekbone. “I wasn’t too rough earlier, was I?” He asks softly. “I can get a little carried away sometimes,”

You smile up at him. “You definitely surprised me,” you say, causing his face to heat up. “But I liked it.”

“Maybe we can finish up later,” He whispers before kissing you one more time. “As of now, we need to get to class.”

The two of you exit Jisung’s car, leaving all of your trash from lunch still sitting on his seat.

You fumble with your skirt, smoothing it out and making sure that it didn’t look too out of place.

“Stop doing that, it looks fine,” he tells you before reaching for your hand.

Your eyes lock on your intertwined fingers.

Jisung had never been the type for any kind of pda. Whether it was as simple as holding your hand or fidgeting with your fingers.

He seemed to notice you staring. “Are you okay with this?” He asks in a soft voice.

You look up at him and tilt your head. “Yeah…it’s just, you never do stuff like this. I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this,” You say, gesturing to your hands. “I’m perfectly fine with what we were doing before.”

Jisung stops walking and turns to face you with his had still wrapped firmly around yours. He didn’t look at you, instead he looked at his feet and let his hair shield his eyes.

“I really care about you, Y/N. Like a lot.” He starts, “And for you I’m willing to step out of my comfort so that everyone else can know.”

Seeing Jisung like this was too overwhelming for you. Your heart ached and you wanted nothing more than to take him into your arms and hug the life out of him.

However, instead you settled for a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Let’s get to class.” You tell him, squeezing his hand.

He smiles at you before guiding you into to school.

After that day, you and Jisung began spending more and more time alone.

Before school, During school, after school, even at your house.

Your level of intimacy only progressed.

Jisung often kept his hand resting on your inner thigh or knee while he drove.

He would pull you away from classes just to make out with you in an empty class room.

Not to mention, the antics he got into during lunch.

The two of you hardly ever got to eat as Jisung usually opted for bringing you to a release with his tongue during that time.

You hadn’t told chenle what you and jisung had been up to lately, but it wasn’t hard for him to guess.

It was difficult to miss how swollen and red your lips were after lunch. Or how Jisung’s car seemed to always be parked in your yard.

Chenle didn’t have to ask what the two of you were up to.

You would tell him when you were ready.

And you did, eventually.

It was a normal day for you,but instead of leaving with Jisung like you usually would, you told Jisung that you’d be walking home with Chenle.

He pouted and tried to convince you otherwise but after you explained how long it had been since either of you hung out with your friends without one another, he gave in.

You were right, Jisung couldn’t recall the last time he had hung out with his friends, save for the late night gaming sessions.

He took his time to invite them out. They asked if you were coming too.

Jisung expected them to jump with joy when he told them no but instead the pouted and grumbled while getting into his car.

“You’ve been hogging her to yourself this entire time and then you have the nerve to invite us out without her.” Is what Donghyuck said to him.

Meanwhile you were dealing with a disgusted Chenle.

He gagged and grimaced as you told him what you and Jisung had been getting into when you were alone.

“Spare me the details, please,” He said before covering his ears.

You circle your eyes at how dramatic he was being.

“This is corruption at best,” He joked, “In the school parking lot, Y/N, Seriously? And more than once at that. I mean, I’m not judging you, but what if you had gotten caught.”

“We were careful,” you shrug, “-ish.”

Chenle chuckles before shoving his hands in his pockets.

It felt good to be walking through nature and breathing in fresh air instead of the strong smell of Jisung’s car air freshener.

You and Chenle always took the long way (that still wasn’t considered long) home. The route led you through the children’s park and past the old creek that the two of you used to play at as kids.

“So I take this as you and Jisung are now official,” Your friend says with raised eyebrows.

You’re quiet.

Chenle stops and looks at you. “Y/N.”

“Well...” You start, “Not quite.”

He sighs.

“We just haven’t talked about it yet,” You say.

He starts walking again. “That’s the problem, Y/N. Jisung isn’t the type to commit,”

“Who says I’m looking for commitment.”

Chenle scoffs, shaking his head.

“Chenle, I don’t want to fight about Jisung every time we talk. Can we please just change the topic.”

He nods his head.

For the rest of the walk, the two of you chat about random things, falling back into the your old routine.

Eventually Chenle brought up the end of the school year.

The year end had almost slipped your mind.

You didn't realize how long it had been. Your days had just been blurring by.

It was had to believe that you and Jisung had only known each other for two months, It felt like much longer.

“Are we still going to summer camp?” Chenle asked.

“I’m still thinking about it, but I’ll have my answer before summer.”

Chenle nods, not pressing the topic. He already knew why you having to think it over.

The two of you had been going to summer camp for years now.

You’ve only missed one summer since you had been going. But that was only because Chenle’s dad brought you two to a resort that summer.

It wasn’t long before you and Chenle made it home.

Instead of going straight home, Chenle came over to your house.

You two started on your homework, helping each other out on what you didn’t understand.

Soon, drowsiness got the best of you two. So you put away your homework and decided to take a short nap in your room.

The nap lasted longer than what either you had intended. The only reason Chenle had woken up was due to the ringing of your cellphone.

The sound didn’t wake you up, so Chenle took it upon himself to answer your phone— without looking at the caller ID.

“Hello?” Chenle said, voice groggy with sleep.

Jisung was a little surprised to hear Chenle instead of you and couldn’t help but to feel a little annoyed. ‘’Chenle?”

“Yes.”

“Where’s Y/N.”

“She’s right here.”

There’s a pause.

“Okay so give her the phone.”

Chenle rolls his eyes. “She’s asleep.”

“So wake her up.”

“No,” If Chenle was being honest, he was being purposely difficult. He could have woken you up, but he didn't feel like listening to you and Jisung flirt with each other. “When she wakes up, I’ll let her know that you called”

Jisung lets out a deep sigh. ‘It’s about to be 11 o’clock.”

“So then, she’ll call you back in the morning.”

“Chenle.”

“Jisung.”

‘What are you still doing at her house anyways.” Jisung asked, clearly annoyed with the boy beside you.

“Well I was sleeping before you called.”

The jealously in Jisung had made itself present as his heart rate began to pick up and his palms began to sweat.

“Listen, Jisung, she’ll get back to you soon, trust me. Goodnight,” Chenle said before hanging up.

Jisung chuckles to him self in disbelief before tossing his phone on his bed.

Jisung didnt know why he was so jealous. Deep down inside he knew that you and Chenle were just friends.

But he also knew that Chenle knew you better and longer than he did.

He knew that you trusted Chenle with your life and with every fiber of your being. And that annoyed him to no end.

Jisung had been in your room before, you had a whole drawer and your dresser specifically for Chenle. It had spare clothes, deodorant, and even hair products.

Jisung was beyond jealous but he couldn’t let you know that.

But sometimes it was hard to keep his composure.

The next morning Jisung woke up to a text from you.

‘Walking to school with Chenle, see you when we get there.’

He was annoyed already.

He drove to school alone for the first time in weeks with nothing but the radio playing

in the background.

When he got to school, he spotted you and chenle along with Jaemin, Jeno, Renjun and Donghyuck standing around Sungchan’s car.

He noticed Hyuck’s arm thrown around your shoulder.

A surprised gasp left Donghyuck’s mouth when he felt Jisung fling his arm from around you.

You gave Jisung your own surprised look as he replaced your friend’s Arm with his own.

“You could have just told me to move.” Hyuck said, rubbing his wrist.

Jisung ignored him.

“That was mean,” You whisper to the boy.

He shrugged. “His arm shouldn’t have been there anyways,”

You wanted to press the subject a little further but you concluded that it was no big deal. It wasn’t the first time that Jisung had woken up in a foul mood.

Not too much later, the bell rings, signaling the start of 1st period.

Everyone says their goodbyes before heading to class.

Jisung walks you to class, and leaves you with a long kiss on your lips

You’re baffled for a second since Jisung never kisses you in school but you don’t complain.

When lunch comes around you opt for lunch with the boys instead of lunch in Jisung’s car.

Jisung pouted on the way to the cafeteria, huffing and groaning.

He made sure to sit as close to you as possible.

When the rest of the boys came in, Chenle sat on the other side of you.

Both you and your best friend didn't miss how Jisung slid his arm around your waist and let his hand rest on your thigh.

You tried to shrug his hand off, thinking he sat his hand there on accident, but he only gripped your thigh and grazed his fingers over your inner knee.

“What are you doing?” You whispered, trying not to bring the other boys’ attention to what Jisung’s hand.

However it was hard for them not to notice. The table was hardly concealing anything.

“I’m not doing anything,” He said, face stoic and unmoving

Truth be told, you didn’t really care that his hand wad there, but it wasn’t like Jisung to do anything like that.

The furthest pda went with him was hand holding.

Either way, PDA or no PDA you didn’t mind but it did make you wonder.

After lunch, he walked you to class per usual.

When dismissal came around, Jisung was right there waiting.

He didn’t give you time to acknowledge him before he was taking your hand into his and walking you out of the building.

You call out his name as you struggle to keep up with the pace he was walking at. Any faster and he’d be dragging you.

When you finally made it to his car, he opened the passenger side door and gestured for you to get in.

You slid into the car slowly but silently, curious about why he was acting so weird.

Jisung closed the door behind you and jogged over to the drivers side.

Usually he would give himself time to adjust, fixing his mirror, turning on the air for you, or taking off his jacket.

But he didn’t this time. Jisung pulled out of the school parking lot immediately after sticking the key into the ignition.

He didnt even bother to put on his seatbelt.

The car ride was silent the entire time.

You side eye Jisung, waiting for him to say something or make a move but he doesn’t. He only stares at the road, following the same route that you always follow.

You pull out your phone, shooting a quick text out the boys, asking if something was up with Jisung.

Chenle was the only one who responded.

‘Yeah he’s been off all day’

Jisung pulls into the diner without you noticing.

“What do you want,” he asks you

Its silent.

You ignore his question. “Why are you being so weird today?”

He looks at you with a confused expression. “What are you talking about?”

Jisung knew exactly what you were talking about.

“The excessive touching, giving the guys weird looks?” You say. “Whats up with that?

Jisung shrugs. “I don’t know, what do you want to eat?”

“So there’s no reason behind it,” You say, ignoring his question again.

“No. Plus, why are you complaining about me touching you?” His face crinkles in annoyance. “You never mind when Chenle or Jaemin do it.”

“I'm not complaining, i'm just asking. You never do things like that, Jisung, so its weird”

“It’s weird?”

“Not weird but there’s a difference between you and chenle doing it.”

“What’s the difference?” He challenges with raised eyebrows.

“Chenle has always been overly affectionate-“

“Chenle isn’t your boyfriend.”

“Neither are you, Jisung.”

The boy scoffs and shakes his head

A crack of thunder rips through the sky, breaking the deafening silence in the car.

“Its about to rain,” you say rubbing your hand over your hair. “Take me home, please.”

“Why? so you can invite chenle over and you guys can be affectionate together,”

“I can’t believe how immature you’re being right now. If you were jealous, you could have just said something.”

“I’m not your boyfriend, Y/N. What did you want me to say.”

Rain begins to pour down on the windshield.

“I don’t know, maybe, ‘im jealous of my own friends and your best friend who you’ve known since diapers.”

Jisung is quiet.

“Just take me home, Jisung.”

“No,” he mumbles

“No?” You ask, being sure that you heard him right. “Jisung, take me home.”

He doesn’t listen, and instead stares down at his fidgety hands.

“Jisung!”

A deep, agitated sigh leaves his throat before he reverses the car and pulls out of the diner faster than he pulled in.

Thank god for your seatbelt.

“Slow down,” you tell him as he speeds down the slippery road.

“You want to go home, so I’m taking you home,” he says emotionless.

“Jisung the roads are wet, you need to slow down before you get us hurt.”

Jisung ignores you, allowing his driving to become more reckless.

“Jisung, seriously, stop.” You say sternly

His hands tighten on the stirring wheel before he finally stomps his foot down on the break.

A scream is released from your mouth as your body is thrown against the car door.

The sudden stop caused the car to spin 80 degrees before coming to a complete stop.

Jisung’s breath is ragged and his eyes were wide, as he stares down at the stirring wheel.

The sound of you unhooking your seatbelt is what brought him from his daze.

Without a word, you push open the car door.

“What are you doing?” He asks, voice weak.

He’s met with the door slamming in his face.

He can see your silhouette through the heavy rain. You duck your head and hug your arms around yourself while walking away from his car and in the direction of your neighborhood.

He contemplated going after you but decided against it. Instead he pulled out his phone and dialed the first person he though of.

“Chenle,” You said through the phone. You had been walking for a little over 4 minutes and the rain just kept getting heavier.

“Hello?” He said loudly

“I need your help.”

Jisung made it obvious that he didn’t care that you had gotten out of his car as you had watched him drive past you two minutes ago.

You had explained what happen each to chenle on the phone and he demanded that you stay put until he got there.

You listened, staying in that very spot. Thankfully the road was empty so you didn’t have to worry about cars not being able to see you through the rain.

Not even a couple minutes later, you spot a blue car that you recognize as Chenle’s dad’s.

Chenle jumps from the drivers side and walks you over to the car.

Once inside, Chenle turned up the heat for you and checked you for any injuries.

“Are you okay?” He asks repeatedly.

You nod your head. “Thank you for coming, you got here fast.”

“Yeah, i came as soon as i could.”

The rest of the ride was silent as you focused on getting warm and not thinking about Jisung.

Once Chenle made it to your house , he walked you inside and told you to take a shower while he grabbed food for the two of you to eat.

Quietly you went to the bathroom and drew yourself a shower.

You dressed in mismatched PJs and sulked to your room where you found Chenle resting on your bed.

He sat up immediately upon your entrance.

Neither of you said anything at first.

“Um, I couldn’t find anything in the kitchen so I ordered pizza.” He told you.

You nod you head and sit next to him. You couldn’t help how the tears welled up in your eyes.

Being next to Chenle reminded you of just how much time you had spent with Jisung and how many times you had defended him.

After hearing you sniffle, Chenle sighs and wraps his arms around your frame.

“Im sorry, Chenle.” You apologize through tears.

“You have nothing to be sorry for.”

The next morning you woke up later than intended but it was the weekend so you didn’t care.

Chenle wasn’t next to you when you woke but you assumed he just went home.

You stayed in bed for a few minutes before you were interrupted by voices coming from your living room.

You thought it may have been your dad’s friends but the voices were way too loud for that.

You groan and get out of bed before jogging downstairs.

You’re met with 6 pairs of eyes.

Chenle, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, and Donghyuck sit spread out across your living room while your dad sits on the coffee table telling some elaborate story.

They stop talking upon your entrance.

The five boys greet you with bright smiles.

“Why didn’t you tell me you had so many friends.” You dad says.

Apparently the rest of the guys tracked your house down after finding out what happened between you and Jisung.

Jisung had tried to confide in them last night when he had got home, but they had only been upset with him by the end of the call.

They begged Chenle for your address and then showed up as early as they could.

No one mentioned anything to your dad and told him that you were just feeling under the weather.

Your dad got everyone in the kitchen and let them help make your favorite breakfast.

You spent the day hanging around the house with your friends and watching your dad interact with them.

It was easy for your dad to get along with them, it was like having a house full of sons.

Chenle and Jeno were the only ones with with a present father. So it was easy for the rest of the boys to find joy in hanging out with your dad.

When they left, they pouted and asked your dad if they could stay but he declined and told them to come back the next day.

They did.

Bright and early Sunday morning. They really had absolutely nothing to do.

You weren’t complaining though. Having them around, constantly providing entertainment, kept you from thinking too hard about Jisung.

You had almost forgot about the situation, but when nightfall came and you were in your bed alone, memories of him began to play through your head.

You missed everything about him.

You contemplated forgiving him and letting things go back to normal but it was obvious that Jisung had his own problems to work out.

That night you fell asleep with a racing mind.

The next day you woke up to the sound of your dad knocking on your door telling you to wake up.

You didn’t rush to get ready and instead took your time. When you were done you had gone downstairs to see Chenle waiting on you.

You kissed your dad goodbye and began your short journey to school, not looking forward to it.

Once you and Chenle made it on campus, a text from your dad came through.

‘Jisung came by this morning. He looked upset. Did the two of you break up?” It read.

You roll your eyes at the words “broke up”

‘Jisung and I were never dating’ you reply

The once empty school parking lot filled with loud, chatty students ..including your friends.

You didn’t get to talk to them for long though, when you saw an all too familiar black Maserati pull up, you made and excuse if why you had to leave.

You decided that the best thing to so was avoid him.

You had somehow managed not to run into him at all. You began to think he was avoiding you too.

It hurt to think he didn’t care.

However, you had been proven wrong.

On your way to lunch, you were pulled into a classroom by a random hand.

You were shocked because you weren’t expecting it but you weren’t surprised to see it was Jisung.

He closed the door behind him before taking small steps toward you.

“Why are you avoiding me?” He asks softly.

“Is that really a question, Jisung?” You fold your arms over your chest. “Maybe you should start with an apology instead.”

He sighs and run his hands through his hair. “I’m sorry Y/N,” he says, closing the gap between you two. He slides his hands over your arms. “I really fucked up. I was upset and reckless and I could have seriously hurt the both of us. Please forgive me.”

Your silence scares him.

You shrug his hands off. “Im not upset about how reckless you were being. You were acting completely out of character that night, Jisung. Getting jealous over Chenle out of all people. Not only that, but getting so jealous that you almost crash your car out of anger.” You say not realizing that your voice was raising slightly.

Jisung didn’t look at you and stared at his feet. He couldn’t look at you.

“And the worst part is that you left me there. Stranded in the rain.”

“You jumped out, Y/N.”

“Right, and you left me there.” You scoff. “I had to call Chenle to pick me up, Jisung. You left me there with no resolve.”

He looks confused for a second.

“Do you know how embarrassing that was?”

“Y/N-“

“Look Jisung, you clearly have a lot of things to figure out at the moment. And until you do, i don’t think we should see each other anymore.”

Jisung could feel his heart crumbling. He couldn’t bring himself to say a word. He had never experienced anything like this before.

Before he could even think of anything to say, you were already out of the door.

His chest ached and his eyes watered. He tried to stop the tears from falling but it was inevitable. Hot salty tears glided down his cheeks like they had done when he was younger.

You fought the urge to to go back to Jisung and take back everything you had just said and headed straight for the cafeteria.

Your lunch table was full of your friends.

“What took you so long?” Donghyuck asked as you sat between him and chenle.

“I got held up by Jisung,” you say with a tight smile.

The table goes quiet.

“Did you guys make up?” Renjun asks breaking the silence.

You shake your head

They look between one another with eyes full of pity.

You sigh. “You guys can go to him. He’s somewhere around the old art room.”

They all nod and thank you before scurrying from their seats. All of them except for Chenle.

You look at him with raised eyebrows.

“I don’t think he would appreciate seeing me right now.”

You smile sadly. “You’re probably right.”

Jeno, Jaemin, Renjun, and Donghyuck all jogged over to the old art room, praying they find their friend still there.

They did.

Jisung sat in a empty desk with red rimmed eyes and tear stained cheeks.

Jaemin was the first one to approach him, resting his hand on they younger boy’s shoulder. Jeno was right behind him.

“Wanna skip?” Jeno asked softly, as if he was scared to break the silence.

“Yeah,” Jisung rasped out after a few moments.

His friends pat his back as he picks up his book bag and follow him from the classroom to his car.

Jisung cried a few more times that day, letting his friends comfort him.

His heart had been broken for the first time ever and he wasn’t sure how to handle it.

Jaemin had told him the story of his first heartbreak in hopes of providing Jisung with some kind of advice but it had only resulted in the both of them being sad together.

You on the other hand were ignoring your feelings by hanging out with your best friend like you usually did before Jisung came into your life.

of you mentioned him and spent the day binge watching anime.

For the next few weeks Jisung didn’t show up for school. according to Chenle,the boy only showed up to collect his work and that was all. The only time Jisung came to school consistently and for the entire day was during finals week.

Eventually summer comes around and and you still hadn’t talked to Jisung, not even during your friends graduation.

Your senior year was the same way, without Jeno, jaemin, Donghyuck, and Renjun it was just you and Chenle. Jisung was back in school but you hadn’t heard from him or seen much of him.

Chenle would check on him every once in a while but their friendship wasn’t the same.

Even though the rest of the guys were attending college (save for Donghyuck, who was taking a gap year) they still made time to visit you and Jisung. However, they never updated you on him because they assumed you didn’t want to know.

However, half way through your senior year Jisung and Chenle rekindled their friendship and began to hang out a lot more.

Jisung found himself always asking about you and your well being. He missed you more than anyone knew. After your ‘break up’, as everyone likes to call it, Jisung couldn’t bring himself to move on. He wanted to make things right but it was clear that he was the last thing on your mind.

That was the most painful part for him.

Graduation came and went and you were accepted into the only college you applied for: The local university.

The university that all of your friends attend because its closest to home.

The one that you assume Jisung also applied to.

It’s been about a year since you’ve talked to him. You think about him a lot and how things could have turned out.

Summer is coming to an end and in less than a week, you will be moving into the dorms of your university.

Your dad was out getting food for you and Chenle as the two of you cleaned your room and packed up your items into a suitcase.

He had been helping you pack and clean since 7am and it was now 3pm

Tomorrow you would be repeating the same process but at Chenle’s house.

“I think we should take a break,” He says, folding a shirt neatly into your suitcase

You stretch and push yourself up from the floor. “Yeah you’re right, dad should be here in a little bit with the take out.”

You fall back on your bed, relaxing against your pillows while Chenle stays seated on the floor, back pressed against your closet door.

“How’s Jisung?” You ask Chenle for the 5th time this week.

He rolls his eyes. “Why don’t you call and ask him Y/N”

Your stomach churns at the thought.

“You’ve been asking about him a lot lately. Do you miss him?”

“I don’t know. In the back of my mind I want him to reach out. I want him to try to mend things like he attempted to a year ago.” You pause. “But, I’m not sure how I would even react to that.”

Chenle nods. “Do you think about forgiving him? You never really talk about that night or mention it at all.”

“It wasn’t that traumatic to talk about. I was scared, yeah but I’m fine. It doesn’t like haunt me.”

He laughs. “Well it haunts me. As your best friend I was terrified getting that call. I wanted to strangle him but I was glad that he called me.”

Your eyebrows furrow.

“My dad was confused when i snatched the keys off the counter and took off but i had no time to expla-“

“Wait you mean when i called you,” you say correcting his mistake.

“Well you both called me. Jisung’s called me first though, thats how I got there so fast. I was already in the car by time you called.”

You sit up from your bed. “You never told me that, Chenle.”

“Well, I thought you knew,” he says, leaning back on his palms.

You scoff. “No, the whole reason i was pissed at him was because I thought he left without a care in the world for my well being.”

“Don’t try to make him seem innocent now, he still left you there, Y/N.” He says. “But then again he did say he thought you would be too scared to get back in the car with him. He still should have made sure, I actually made it to you and that you were safe.”

This new information makes your head spin. Chenle made good points but he also made some of the anger you felt toward Jisung dissipate.

All this time, you thought he had completely abandoned you and left you on your own that night.

Chenle was right when he said Jisung should have stayed to make sure you were okay.

However, knowing that he called Chenle gave you a little hope.

“I’m gonna go get some water,” you tell your friend before getting up from your bed.

Jogging down the stairs, you hold your phone close to your face as you search your block list for a specific name.

Your finger hovers over the contact labeled ‘Jisung 🖤’ for a second.

This is pathetic you think to yourself.

It was obvious that you were waiting for the perfect reason to message Jisung and forgive him, even after all the time that has passed.

What pulls you out of you daze is the knock on your door. You shake your head and pocket your phone. “Coming dad,” you call, assuming that your dads hands were too full with food for him to open the door.

When you pull the door open, you’re met with pretty brown eyes that don’t belong to your father.

There stands Jisung, fingers fidgeting with his car keys while stares at you with the same gaze from a year ago.

You wondered if he could hear your heart pounding.

“Hey…” he says. “It’s been a while. Wanna take a drive?”

jisung

one shots

black parade

Jisung was about to turn twenty and his powers had finally appeared, meanwhile you? Yours were nowhere in sight. You didn’t look jealous, you didn’t look expecting; you just seemed tired. So Jisung kept looking at you furtively. He wasn’t scared of being caught, or at least that wasn’t the proper answer. In his eyes you shined so bright, that if he looked for too long, his retina would have burned to ashes. How funny for someone whose powers were related to fire to be afraid of the metaphorical sun that you were.

i had a lover

Everyone has someone they can always confide in. To you, that 'someone' is Jisung. Just when you thought no one could handle your adventurous persona, Jisung came into your life. Complementing each other so well, it was only given that you two would fall in love. However, this blossoming romance comes to a halt when you are ordered to be grounded as a consequence for your behaviour. As your grounding date nears, you contemplate whether your intergalactic relationship with Jisung will survive.

sweeter than honey

you and jisung are too busy being the biggest simps for each other that neither one realizes that, well, both of you are the biggest simps for each other. or alternatively, diamonds (and park jisung) are a girl’s best friend.

8 letters

4 years ago, you and jisung’s long term friendship came to an abrupt end. now in senior year, the two of you find yourselves being forced together again by your mothers. suddenly, jisung begins to ask himself what is more important: his reputation or you. 

the things i know

jisung has never been keen on growing up, or even understanding what adulting means. at seventeen, all he knows is: he loves soccer (and he’s damn gifted at it), and girls are very pretty but also plenty scary. then he met you, his first love who turned his life upside down and made his stomach roll like the soccer balls he loved to kick around the field. but when your cancer comes back after years in remission, jisung thinks, he doesn’t really want to grow up anymore.

jisung & the fbi

where jisung is the FBI agent assigned to watch you through your webcam

series

love note [sm!au]

when your high school’s programming club launches a new application, it sends up roars in the teenage population. at first, it’s used as a gag gift, and jisung receives handfuls from friends and teammates alike. but the only one that has his mind running in circles is the sudden ping of a true confession of love.

drabbles

in a world where there’s no one but us

i forgot, i love you and you have nice eyes

secret crush

let me in

over the radio

what if we existed in another universe?

homework

midnight snack runs

star conches

timestamps

[3:27am]

[9:24pm]

[1:28pm]

[1:09pm]

[4:23pm]

[5:52pm]

[7:34pm]

i do not claim to own any of the works linked above as they are sole property of the respective owners.

Hot Girls ❤ Red

Im sobbing dhmu

this was so cute stop

FIVE RULES - KSW

kim sunwoo x fem!reader

summary: one by one you and sunwoo both break the five friends with benefits rules you both made.

warnings: multiple sex references, thigh riding, but ngl the fluff is overloading so that’s a warning in itself, the smut part can be skipped tbf, will proof read tomo

genre: FLUFF, angst, smut, fwb

word count: 6.1k

a/n: anyway thanks to sunwoo driving me insane and finishing nevertheless this is what came out of it. i'm kind of insecure about this one because it is kind ofa new? writing style so i would love feedback. despite this being a fwb fic there is only one short smut scene oops

the second you lay your eyes on sunwoo you knew it was going to be bad news. he was intoxicating, invading your every thought even just by standing on the other side of the room.

he caught your eye straight away and you soon understood why everyone knew him, wanted him around, wanted to have him. sunwoo tolf he has never been interested in that kind of stuff, relationship stuff. he would much rather has his ‘fun’ with different girls with no strings attached.

when he said this to you the night you met, you should have ran for the hills.

you were an idiot, stupid for letting him get you in his bed. having his fun with you, a one night stand, even if it was good it was something that you didn’t usually do when you came to parties. you just couldn’t stop yourself when his warm hands wrapped around your waist at a dimly lit party and he whispered in your ear.

“i want you.”

sunwoo had you wrapped around his finger the second he placed his lips onto yours. which is why when he said he wanted to see you again, you didn’t hesitate to say yes.

sunwoo was also a gentle person behind his tough exterior, after fucking you senseless he would pick up your clothes and help you get dressed. you never pondered on the thought too much, just thanking him when he helped making you look presentable before you expected to never see him again.

he gave you moments of comfort and warmth before you’re walking home on the street at night with aching legs, alone.

friends with benefits.

you’ve seen movies about it, your friends claiming to have had their own friends with benefits from time to time. in all these cases it always seems to be a bad idea, feelings are always caught and someone always gets hurt. you saw it first hand when you watched your friend get crushed repeatedly, so you had no idea why you agreed to keep meeting up with sunwoo like this.

having him turn up at your door step with his lust filled gaze, not even giving you a second to shut the door before he’s lifting you up against the wall. telling you all he could think about was you wrapping your legs around his waist and fucking you until he saw stars, that he had to see you again.

sunwoo doesn’t date.

it was a recipe for disaster.

sunwoo knows this, which is why he suggested the two of you had some rules to stick by to prevent either of you ruining the somewhat friendship and arrangement you both had.

five simple rules, it should've be easy enough to follow:

RULE N° ONE: KEEP YOUR FRIENDS SEPARATE

“i mean sure, but why?” you ask when sunwoo lays out his first rule he would like to enforce. you didn’t take offence, you never really knew or spoke to sunwoo before that party you met him so you had no idea who his friends were and vice versa.

“it’s not that i’m ashamed, you’re a gorgeous girl and they would so be jealous.” he states, with a small smirk on his lips while you just snort and roll your eyes at him “my friends tend to be a little, nosy, let’s just say…” he says and you just nod, you doubt that you friend would be any better “…sometimes overbearing”

“plus, i they love to get into my business which i don’t like.” he scrunches up his nose, cute, different from the usual sexy way you saw him. a small giggle leaving your lips as you nod your head saying that the rule was okay with you.

“what about your friends, should i avoid them or…?” his voice trails off, he didn’t know who you were friends with but he also wanted to make sure that he wouldn’t step over that rule on accident.

“my only real friend is chanhee so, and he doesn’t really get out much.” you mumble, clearly shy after revealing you don’t seem to have as many friends as he does. he doesn’t comment on that though, just nodding his head letting his hair shake with it.

“perfect then.”

“have you got everything?” sunwoo asked you after cleaning you up from your previous rendezvous. you nod your head shyly, picking up your hair clips that had fallen out from his continuous tugging and throwing them into your bag.

“i think so.” you smile politely at him, warm cheeks as he gets up from his bed. bare chest before throwing on his hoodie, you merely just look away while putting your bag onto your shoulder.

no matter how many times you saw him naked, it always made you grow shy every time.

“i guess i’ll be off then.” you say awkwardly, you both had done this so many times but the time you prepare to leave you always find much harder.

especially when you’re fucked out on his bed wanting nothing more than to be held because that’s what people did after sex you thought, not sunwoo though.

“i’ll walk you to the door.” he says, voice rough from the continuous groaning and that was almost enough for you to jump his bones again and go another round.

“you don’t have to.” you insist, watching him shake his head at you. above all, sunwoo was still somewhat a gentleman. even if he had a funny way of showing that he cares.

“let me at least do that for you.” he says not really giving you much of a choice because he’s ushering you out his room and leading you to his door.

while walking past you see another man sitting on the sofa in the lounge, you know him to called eric. you knew he was one of sunwoo’s closest friends. you had never spoke to the boy before purely because you had never met him.

“oh sunwoo!” he young man calls from the couch grabbing both your attention, turning around where he was sat stuffing his face with some popcorn.

“oh hey…” his voice trails off, watching you awkwardly clutch the strap of you bag, looking at sunwoo for what you should do “it’s [name] isn’t it?” he asks you pointing his finger and you just nod, you have no idea where he knows you from but you don’t bring yourself to ask.

sunwoo raises his eyebrow slightly, looking between you both before eric carries on rambling. eric seemed nice, bright smile on his lips as his face lights up like he had just thought of the best idea in the world.

“i’ve never seen you in here before?” he comments and you feel your words trapped in your throat, urging sunwoo to save you both but he merely just smirks. making you grow even more nervous but it seems as though eric doesn’t even have attention span to wait for your answers.

“i was about to play mario kart, you should both play.” eric smiles enthusiastically “i would beat both your asses though.” he admits smugly. it was oddly comforting knowing that he was someone who treated literally everyone like his friend despite the fact you have never spoken to him before.

“i love mario kart.” your smile matching eric’s as he shuffles forward in his seat picking up the controls for you all to play “i used to play with my cousins all the time.” you beam your eyes look at sunwoo and your smile falls at his expressions.

oh yeah,

keeping your friends separate, remembering this when you see sunwoo pull his bottom lip between his teeth like he’s thinking about something. you save him the trouble of embarrassing you by telling you to leave.

“but i-i have to go.” you say, about to slide on your shoes. sunwoo catches your eye and you send him a sad, but knowing smile. he doesn’t know why that makes his heart tug, he’s never had any issues with you leaving, not until now.

“oh, that’s too bad.” eric frowns, placing the controller that you assumed would be yours back on the side and you only nod once at him.

“well, it was nice to see you eric.” you send him a small wave.

“stay.” sunwoo blurts out before he could stop it, his words shocking the both of you. you only stare up at him with a confused expression before you watch a smile break out onto his lips.

“i’m sure a few games of mario won’t hold you up too much.” he says following the line of your story, but knowing you have no plans.

“sure.” you smile, slipping your bag off of your shoulder and running to join eric on the couch. still not knowing why, sunwoo finds himself entranced with the small laughs escaping your lips while you grab the controller out his best friends hand.

“okay good, sunwoo literally gives me no competition.” eric sighs exaggeratively making you laugh more while you set up the game.

“hey, don’t act all tough now [name] is here.” sunwoo tuts, taking up the seat next to you. your cheeks going warm once again as you try your hardest to not think about how his leg brushes yours.

it was weird, that was one of the many words sunwoo would use to describe exactly what he was feeling at this moment. you were here, playing games in his front room with his best friend, and he didn’t hate it.

he would often find himself staring at you much longer than necessary when you would throw your hands up in the air triumph-ally when you would win. sunwoo soon lost all care for the game, finding that he’s purposely making crashes to watch you grow happy over the fact you won.

for the first time, he’s looking at you in a different light. not the one where he would grow turned on and strip you down till your bare, but it was different. he’s looking at you like he feels his heart is melting, hoping you don’t catch his stares.

both of you knowing full well you would be back to play again when eric makes you promise to play next time after losing horribly.

he doesn’t like the way he feels.

RULE N° TWO: DON’T GET JEALOUS

“do you think that highly of yourself?” you ask sunwoo when he tells you the second ‘rule’ he’s putting out there. he might be insanely attractive but his ego was one that seemed unmanageable sometimes. he would’ve gotten offended if he didn’t see the teasing smile on your lips, causing him to roll his eyes.

“you know these rules go both ways right?” he shakes his again and you just laugh. there was nothing for him to be jealous for anyway, you never really spoke to guys and he was lucky for you to even speak back to him the night you met.

“yeah sure.” you scoff, you never really thought that you would be too jealous over him and who he gets anyway. agreeing neither one of you would sleep with anyone else for the time being.

“i’m a possessive guy [name].” the way bites his lip makes you feel both hot and irritated at the same time "i'm sure there will be plenty of times i might get jealous."

you roll your eyes before you just usher him to carry on with the rules. this time he asked you if you had any you wanted to say.

sunwoo was definitely the one who broke ‘rule number two’ when he dragged you to another house party with him. he wandered off somewhere in the crowd while you found yourself slouched against the wall waiting for him to find you again.

“hey.” a voice called from next to you, yelling to reach over the volume of the music. you turn your head and see a young man, around your age stood next to you, red cup in his hand.

“hey.” you say back, talking to new people had never been your strong suit. you don’t know why you were able to with sunwoo but it just worked, maybe it was thanks to his chatty nature.

“who would leave a pretty girl here standing alone?” the brunette asked you, tilting his head with a smirk on his lips. not the same pretty smirk sunwoo would give you when you let his name leave your lips when he would attach his lips to your neck.

you didn’t want to tell him that you weren’t here alone, because what were you meant to say? that your not-boyfriend-but-you-wish-he-was dragged you here to leave you alone but you came anyway because you feel yourself wanting to be around him even when it was nothing to do with sex.

so you lie.

“i’m here with my friend.” you smile politely, not wanting to be a complete and utter asshole. he was a good looking guy you must admit, but nothing like sunwoo was.

"you have been here alone for a while." he states.

"have you been watching me?" you asked him, it was true, sunwoo did seem to be gone a very long time but you had been too occupied with your thoughts to ponder on it too much.

“don’t you think we should go outside, to talk?” his tone drops and so does your stomach, you definitely didn’t want to go anywhere with this guy.

“why would we do that?” you furrow your eyebrows up at him. nerves growing as you feel your guard rise even more up, watching his tongue poke the inside of his cheek and all of a sudden the air became a little too thick.

“who’s this?”

there he is, knight in shining, well, leather. feeling sunwoo’s hand snake around your waist before pulling you into his embrace, your back flush against his chest.

you feel safe.

“i thought you said you came with your friend?” the brunette raises his eyebrow at you and sunwoo can feel you tense underneath his hands and he doesn’t like the way the guy is eyeing you up. feeling protective, feeling the way you seem uncomfortable was enough for sunwoo to get lairy with him.

“yeah and her friend thinks it’s time you got lost.” despite his tough exterior and harsh tone, you feel the way his thumb strokes circles under your shirt on your waist. a silent signal that you’re okay and he’s here, there’s nothing to feel anxious about.

"i think the pretty girl can speak for herself." he says and before you can open your mouth yo ufeel sunwo brush your hair off of your shoulder. leaving that skin exposed before placing a delicate kiss, eyes never once leaving the mans face.

the brunette holds up his hands defensively, clearly deciding you were clearly not worth the hassle and you couldn’t care. watching him retreat back into the sea of people and you feel yourself relax.

you turn around, still locked in his arms that were around your waist. bringing your hands to behind his neck, watching the harsh expression on his pretty face melt away when he’s met with your eyes.

“you know…” you smile shyly at him, feeling yourself fall in deeper when he tilts his head cutely at you waiting for you to continue “…you’re pretty cute when your jealous.” you giggle slightly, thankful for the dimly lit room and your confession being swept away through the music.

“i was not jealous.” he pouts at you and you smile bashfully, everyday you see something new about sunwoo. like as each day passes there’s another part to his personality that unfolds for you.

“you were.” you giggle, pinching his cheek slightly smiling when he shakes his head from your fingers.

“i was not.” he whines, burying in face in your neck, inhaling your perfume and that’s when he decides it’s one of his favourite scents “maybe i was.” he speaks into your neck, both of you laughing before dragging you out of the party knowing you’d both have more fun at home.

RULE N° THREE: DON’T MEET THE PARENTS

“only because my mother can be, very nosy, quite like your friends.” you say awkwardly, knowing full well she would never understand the fact boys can be friends with girls without there something going on between them.

“i wasn’t expecting you to introduce me to your parents.” he jokes and you just sigh at him, giving him a look and it only makes him laugh even more.

“she doesn’t live that far, so you know, i’m saying it just in case.” you say and he nods, understanding. telling you that he won’t do anything to make your mother notice him in a way she shouldn’t.

“because she doesn’t understand the whole friends with benefits ordeal…she’ll just think that we’re dating.” you say and he nods his head again. you leave out the part where your mother wants you to be in a relationship so desperately you wouldn’t be able to lie to her about it.

“do you need any milk?” sunwoo asks you, he tagged along while you went to the supermarket. of course he came to your house to fuck but laying with you after you mumbled something about needed food and he was ushering his clothes on and saying he would come with you.

“probably, i haven’t opened the fridge in days it’s probably gone off.” you both pull a face of disgust when you both envision gone off milk just sitting in your fridge.

so, sunwoo picks up some fresh milk and puts it in the basket he also insisted to carry. you didn’t know why he wanted to come with you, but you knew that you wouldn’t say no. it seemed to be nice to constantly have his company, it made the days seem so much shorter because there was always a time where he would leave to go home.

“can we buy some noodles, you never have any food i like when i come round.” he pouts but doesn’t even wait for your response as he throws packets of noodles in the basket too.

you simply just smile at the idea of sunwoo having things at your flat that were for him, knowing then he would always have a reason to come back. of course you would always welcome him into your place with open arms, and well, legs.

“[name]?” a voice called behind the pair of you causing you to turn around in unison. dread filling your whole body when you come face to face with your mother.

“mum?” you stick on a fake smile but sunwoo can see the nerves piling up behind it. your dread spreading to him as now he no idea what to expect when you said you didn’t want him to meet your mother.

you watch her eyes fall onto sunwoo, through her glasses you see her eye him up momentarily. he was only wearing a hoodie with sweats on, hood hiding his fluffy hair as you stood in similar attire.

“what are you doing shopping so late?” you ask her, because you knew thats what she was thinking about you. at least you weren’t alone, she only frowns slightly, completely ignoring your question.

the only reason you were out shopping so late was because you had sunwoo by your side, and after the incident at the party you felt pretty confident in knowing he wouldn’t let anything happen to you.

“who is this dear.” she smiles brightly when sunwoo offers his hand for her to shake, get grin from ear to ear as you already can see the wheels spinning behind her mind making a picture you didn’t want her to make.

“this is sunwoo.” you say while she shakes his hand, he still feels awkward. he knows what you said but at the same he didn’t want to make a bad impression for your mother.

“lovely to meet you.” he smiles at her, feeling some sort of pride when your mother only grins up at him. sunwoo had not had much experience in meeting girls’ parents either, he’s never had to before.

“you never told me you had a boyfriend!?” he throws her arms up and this was exactly what you were afraid of. you don’t miss the way sunwoo remains calm and collected while your whole body tenses, since when was he so good at acting.

“no mum he’s just-”

“it’s a new relationship, we just wanted to see how it went before we met each other’s parents.” sunwoo interrupts you and you feel your mouth hang open slightly, that was the last thing you expected from him.

“how lovely are you.” she coos, bringing her hand to cup his cheek and sunwoo only smiles sweetly at her only causing you to eye him up with a knowing smile on your lips, cheeky little shit.

you continue to stand and talk to her, she asked sunwoo a few small talk questions to which he answered perfectly before you kiss her goodbye and say you really need to go.

“what’s so bad about her, she’s so sweet!” sunwoo says, not bringing up the fact he called himself your boyfriend multiple times while talking to her.

“now you’ll just have to deal with my dad at some point.”

RULE N° FOUR: DON’T SLEEP OVER

“sharing is a bed is how feelings develop, studies show.” sunwoo says like it’s common knowledge and for some reason you can’t bring yourself to believe that.

“what studies?” you ask him, watching him bite back his smile and you can already sense the type of response you’re going to get by the twitch of his lips.

“my studies.” he says proudly and you mumble an ‘of course’ “and my dear [name] whatever will we do if you fall for me.” he says and you feel yourself running out of witty responses, you know for sure that you wouldn’t fall for him, sex is just sex, you didn’t need him to stay over.

“can i get you anything before i go?” sunwoo whispers in your hair, still tied up in the sheets with you. the few moments that you lay in his arms was your favourite thing, he was always warm and comforting.

aftercare with sunwoo was what ultimately lead to your downfall, the way he looked at you with so much adoration. the way he thanked you for being so good to him, that next time he will promise to make it better than the last, the way he would kiss anywhere that looked red or hurt.

do people do that and expect no feelings to be caught?

“there’s one thing you can do for me.” you bite your lip and he hums, you can’t see his face and that’s why it makes it so much easier to speak freely.

“stay.” you mumble quietly, the silence that followed was enough to make you want the ground to swallow you up and to show your face to him again.

mind running a million miles an hour, and he knows this, he knows by the way your breathing isn’t the same as it was before and the way you’ve gone stiff under his arm. sunwoo pulls his face from your neck, your hair now falling on the pillow under you. barely being able to look at him and he still doesn’t reply, only thing he can think about was how hard his heart was beating.

“that was stupid…” your voice trails off and you close your eyes and take in a deep breath “…i’m sorry.” you feel like crying, was he going to catch onto your growing feelings and call this whole thing off.

you would rather have this one part of him than nothing at all.

“i will happily stay.” he smiles at you, causing you to open your eyes to see him leaning above you. warm hand pushing your hair away before placing a kiss onto your nose, causing you to chuckle and he does too.

that night, sunwoo lay next to you holding you in his arms. still naked because neither one of you wanted to move, but you didn’t mind, you felt too comfortable around him to feel like you have to get changed. you talked into the hours of the early morning, telling each other stories from your lives that you had never said before.

“you have a really pretty laugh.” sunwoo mumbles tiredly, he had a bad habit of just saying whatever he thought when he was tired of when he was drunk and now he seemed to be tired.

“no i don’t.” you hold back your laugh this time and he chuckles softly next to your ear and you no longer hate the way that his laugh makes you feel makes you feel, happy.

“you do, it’s one of my favourite noises that you make.” he says cheekily and you bite your lip to contain your smile.

“what’s the first?” you ask.

“when you moan.” he says and you shove him playfully, seeing him erupt in laughter trying to tell you that he’s joking and to come back into his arms.

it’s times like this when you truly realise the impact sunwoo has taken in your life, you’ll find yourself thinking about him a little too much. or the way your stomach does flips when he messages you even when he’s out with his friends. his drunk calls and drunk texts knowing that you’re the first one he goes to.

you both carry on relaxing, telling sunwoo that eric will be fine home alone when he shares his concerns.

“eric probably would have burnt the flat down by now.” sunwoo jokes and you laugh, every time you laughed it filled him with pride that he’s the one that stuck the smile on your face. feeling your warm cheek on his chest while he let his finger dance down your back, it tickled sometimes but you liked it.

“then you would have to move in with me.” you joke back but when you realise how much he could have misinterpreted it you’re about to take it back.

“that wouldn’t be so bad.” he hums, finger drawing shapes on your back and you would try and decode it if you didn’t feel the sleep try and overtake your body.

“i guess not.” was the last thing you said before you fell into your slumber. you had no idea what time it was when you fell asleep, all you know is when you woke up to the sunlight peeking through the curtains and highlighting sunwoo’s already perfect features, you were down bad.

“do i really look that good in the mornings?” his eyes open momentarily to see you staring down at him. watching the embarrassment flood your face and he only pulls you down back into his arms, soft laugh leaving his lips.

“i might have to ask you to stay more often.” you say shyly, biting your lip when he tilts his head.

“why’s that?” he asks.

“you sound so hot right now.” you admit, laughing when he pinches your side slightly. both of you deciding that you would want to spend more mornings together.

RULE N° FIVE: DON’T FALL IN LOVE

“and if you find that you’ve fallen for the great kim sunwoo, or i do with you, we have to end this.” he says and you appreciate his honesty, knowing he’s right. friends with benefits could never work if one person was in love and the other wasn’t.

“don’t worry i don’t think it’ll come to that.” you nod and he only raises his eyebrows teasingly. neither one of you knowing what’s in store, you knew right then there you probably should’ve thought about this more.

maybe should’ve left it as a one night stand because now, sitting at your coffee table with sunwoo making rules about friends with benefits did not seem like a good idea.

“i’m doing this over the phone because i don’t think i could do it face to face.” you say clutching your phone to your ear as you feel your whole body shaking in nerves.

“are you okay?” sunwoo asks you, no idea what it is you will be talking about. he just knows that you sound shaken up, that upsets him.

“i-i think this thing we have should end.” you say, feeling the tears pool your eyes and when he doesn’t reply you feel like falling to the floor. how could this happen, this was always going to be a bad idea from the start and you don’t know why you ever thought it would work.

you said to yourself that things like this happened to other people, it never happened to you but now you wish this would all get taken aback.

“what? why? i thought everything was okay?” he rambles, feeling his own heart squeezing in his chest but not in the same way that it does when he’s around you. it squeezes in the way where he feels sick and he doesn’t want to feel like that.

“it is, it was.” you correct yourself “i broke the rules sunwoo.” you say trying to justify it by that and not that fact you let your feelings completely fuck you over. you just thank the stars you didn’t have to do this face to face.

“b-but so did i [name], we both did but there’s nothing wr-”

“i broke the biggest one.” you let the sob leave your lips and thats when sunwoo really feels like he’s been kicked in the stomach. truth be told he completely forgot about the stupid rules the two of you set up before all this. he simply got lost in the lust and the fun of just simply being around you.

“what?” he mumbles, not knowing if he’s thinking about what you are. his whole world freezes for a second.

“i fell in love with you, sunwoo.” you put your head in your hands “i know i said i wouldn’t, but i have, so this has to be over.” and with that you end the call, expecting to never see him again. turning off your phone before crying into the sleeves of your hoodie.

you don’t leave you flat for god knows how long, not knowing how you’ll manage each day while simultaneously avoiding sunwoo. it was hard, in the last few weeks whenever you had felt this low he always turned up at your door calming he knows the best way to cheer you up.

you were stupid for thinking he wouldn’t turn up at your house, sunwoo was chatty. sunwoo also never knew when to take a hint of take no for an answer. so when there’s a knock at your front door you don’t know why you open it without checking.

“you turned the phone off without giving me a chance to speak.” sunwoo says, but there’s no hint of a smile on his lips, it almost makes you scared. but you let him in anyways and shut the door behind you.

“didn’t fancy rejection today.” you scoff lightly, you had been crying he would tell by the way your eyes looked red. he also knew that you didn’t give him a change to talk to you.

“how did you know i was going to do that.” he says, eyes narrowing slightly but not in a way that made you feel uncomfortable it was more in the way of ‘you should’ve given me a chance and i’m sad you didn’t’

“because sunwoo, the amount of times you’ve told me you don’t date, everyone tells me you don’t date.” you sigh, crossing your arms over your chest, feeling the tears well back up in your eyes.

“i should’ve known i’m not the type of person who can do this without catching feelings.” you speak honestly.

he can’t say anything, he just watches you shift from one foot to the other. his pride faltering when he sees how much his words had put a falter on your confidence, about him dating.

“you’re an idiot you know that.” he says with a slight smile and it almost makes you angry, how does he have the audacity to come here and rub it in your face even more the son of a-

“i love you too, you idiot.” he smiles awkwardly, watching you shut your mouth abruptly knowing you were about to go off on one. he didn’t let you, only stepping forward to invade your personal space, hands on your hips as he slowly backs you into the wall.

“really?” you ask, your voice was small and it makes his heart beat faster. you thought about this, all the what ifs about if he liked you the same way but you never let yourself think about it too much.

“i love you, a lot, so i guess we both broke the biggest rule.” he grins before placing his lips onto yours, but it’s not like it usually is, this time he’s being soft. taking his time, not the rough usual where he would have your clothes off by now.

“tell me i’m yours.” sunwoo mumbles against your lips, nudging his nose against yours and you can’t help but smile.

“you’re mine kim sunwoo, all mine.” you kiss him again, letting your fingers find their way to his hair and you tug on it slightly, still pushed up against the wall as his hand starts to wander.

when your lips find his neck he’s throwing his head back, inhaling sharply when he feels your tongue run down his neck. sunwoo had fallen for you long ago, never once saying it over the fact he would not want you to reject him and to stop seeing you.

“fuck, [name] i want you.” sunwoo pants when he feels your hand brush up against his erection that was hidden well in his pants. the wall behind you was cold when sunwoo places his one hand behind you to brace himself.

“i cant believe your pretty pussy is now all mine.” he smirks at you, his hand sliding past your layers of clothing and tracing over the line of your panties. watching your hips come off of the wall slightly in an attempt to show him how much you want him to just slip his fingers in.

“all yours sun, please touch me.” your whine, head tilting back, giving him a full view of your neck. he was going to give in to you, let his fingers fuck you open against this wall but there was something telling him to do something new.

sunwoo pulls his fingers from you completely, but before you get to protest he’s sliding his leg in between yours. holding your hips down onto his thigh, you’re about to pout until he starts talking.

“show me how much you love me baby.” he smirks, biting his lip momentarily “use my thigh, to get yourself off” he mumbles and you just nod, beginning to rock your hips against his thigh.

“so cute, all it takes is my leg to make you into a mess.” he faux sadness as you whimper slightly, your panties growing increasingly wet as sunwoo smirks when he feels it on his leg.

“you’re so pretty baby,” sunwoo blurts out when he sees you furrow your eyebrows when his thumb circles your clit, mouth open while those noises leave your lips making it harder for sunwoo to hold himself back.

“i cant believe you thought i would reject you.” sunwoo pouts, and you barely see it the way your eyes are almost closed from the pressure on your lower half. you had no idea how his leg wasn’t tired from this, and the way his thumb was also toying with your clothed clit “i thought it was obvious that you’re all i want.”

those words made you mind go crazy, maybe you had been oblivious but none of that seemed to matter now. not when all you could think about was your high fast approaching.

“are you close?” he mumbles and you nod your head “i already knew that baby.” he says continuing his pace with his fingers knowing it was working, while the rhythm of your hips seems to change not being able fo control your own body.

“i know you too well baby, no one will ever please you like i can.” he says and you only whine in response, you knew he was right “come on darling, cum all over my thigh and i’ll treat you so good.”

you listen, eyes screwing shut while sunwoo watches you fall apart, body shaking as he grips onto you to steady you. waiting for you to open your eyes to see him smiling softly down at you.

“why are you looking at me like that?” you ask him, growing warm when he kisses your cheek sweetly.

“because now you’re all mine.”

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