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Work and Food

Yeon Si-eun x Reader x Ahn Su-ho

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Summary: Su-ho is late for work, so you all pitch in to help.

“I’m sorry I’m late Emo.” Su-ho spoke as he rushed into the restaurant, bowing as he did so. You stood between Si-eun and Beom-seok. A smile on your face as you watched Su-ho for a moment. 

“You’re very late, but you’re here. Have you eaten?” The woman asked as she looked at Su-ho. “Have you eaten?” She asked him curiously. Her eyes shifted to you, and she smiled. “I see you brought you’re better half. How are you, dear?” She asked you. 

You let out a laugh as Su-ho pouted. “I’m good. I’m sorry we got here so late.” The woman waved you off with a kind smile. Su-ho shook his head lightly. “I’ll eat later. Okay?” 

“You must have had a tough day.”

Su-ho gave a slight nod of his head before he turned to face the three of you. “We’re late because of you two. So, you’ll help out, and then we'll eat. Si-eun, let Baby take care of your hand before you help.”

“Are these your friends?” Emo asked, curiosity clear in her voice. 

You nodded with a bright smile. “They sure are. This is Oh Beom-seok, and this is Yeon Si-eun.” After the introductions, Beom-seok gave a bow and nervously said, ‘Hello’. Si-eun quickly copied his action and bowed. You couldn’t help but think of how adorable Si-eun looked right now. You turned to Su-ho, who sent you a soft smile. 

You turned back to Si-eun and held a hand out to him, giving him the option to take your hand or not. “Come on, Sweetheart. Let’s get your hand patched up.” There was that nickname again. He was sure you had called him ‘Sweetheart’ more times than his actual name at his point. Though he couldn’t say he minded. He liked the way you said it. He liked the way you called him ‘Sweetheart’ like it was his name. He liked how, when you called him that, it felt like your voice was wrapping around him like a warm, safe blanket. He couldn’t quite understand why it made his stomach flutter, though. Just like he couldn’t understand why locking eyes with Su-ho always made his heart skip a beat. 

Si-eun looked at your hand for a moment. Then his eyes fluttered between you and Su-ho. With a small sigh and one last look at your hand, Si-eun slipped his hand into yours and let you lead him away from the others. 

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Sitting at a table, you had Si-eun’s injured hand in yours. You had just finished cleaning it for him and were starting to wrap it up. Throughout the whole process, you had explained to him exactly what you were doing and why. 

Si-eun watched quietly as you worked. It was. The quiet. The feeling of being taken care of. So far, you and Su-ho had shown up for him over and over again. First, during the test. You left your test to check on him. Then, when he beat Yeong-bin, Su-ho stepped in to stop him from making a horrible mistake. You had both tried to be his voice of reason. Then, during the fight, Su-ho had swooped in like some kind of hero. You were here, patching him up. Maybe you were his guardian angels. It seemed like the two of you popped up when he needed you the most. 

“How do you know how to do this?” He finally spoke up. His chin nodded towards the first aid box on the table. 

You couldn’t help but smile. “Well, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but Su-ho sometimes gets in fights. Some are intentional and some aren’t. But either way, I got tired of seeing him bleeding. So I learnt pretty quickly how to clean and bandage a wound. Sometimes he walks away without a scratch, but other times- ” Your voice trailed off for a moment. You shook your head and finished tending to Si-eun’s hand as you spoke again. “It’s my way of keeping him safe. Of showing him I care. That I’ll be by his side, no matter what.” You smiled softly and turned Si-eun’s hand over so it was palm up. 

His eyes drifted towards the locket that sat on your chest. A pretty heart. You always seemed to wear it. Whenever he saw you, the locket was always there too. You smiled when you noticed he was looking at it. You opened it up. 

“Su-ho got it for my birthday with some help from my mum. It only has one picture so far. Su-ho said he wanted me to take time adding to it.” The only picture was in the first slot. A picture of you and Su-ho. The two of you wrapped in each other’s arms, your back was lying against Su-ho’s chest, his arms held you, pressing a kiss to your temple as you sat on the sand, the ocean and sunset being the perfect backdrop. It had been a magical day. 

“It’s pretty.” Si-eun told you with a small nod of his head. Though he wasn't sure if he meant the locket itself or the picture.

Your heart swelled. “Thank you. Who knows, you might find your way into the locket one day.” You winked. “Right, all done, you were a great patient. Which means you get a lollipop.” You unzipped your bag before pulling out a bag of colourful, heart-shaped lollipops. “I have all the different flavours. Strawberry, cherry, apple, raspberry, blueberry, coconut, orange, watermelon, mango-”

“Is there a flavour you don’t have?” Si-eun asked you with a raised eyebrow. Did you really just carry lollipops around in your bag all day? Of course you did, you were that kind of girl. 

You shook your head, flushed a little. “Um, I don’t think so. Oh, I don’t have lime. I ran out after my dad stole the last one.” You shrugged. You opened your bag again and pulled out a bag of only red lollipops. He watched curiously as you pulled out a bright red one. “How about strawberry? It’s my favourite flavour. I don’t let anyone have these, well, except for Su-ho.” 

Oh, it was so incredibly sweet of you. You were letting him have your favourite flavour. A flavour that you kept in a different bag from the other lollipops. A flavour that you only let your boyfriend have. He watched as you lifted his hand, placing a soft kiss on his palm before placing the lollipop there. You stood up and placed the rest of the lollipops away. You then cleaned everything up and closed the first aid box.

“I’m gonna go but this way. Why don’t you go and find Su-ho? See what he needs help with? Sound good, Sweetheart?” You asked him curiously.

Si-eun could only nod as he began walking off in the direction he saw Su-ho go. Not once did his grip loosen on the lollipop in his hand. In the hand you had kissed. A silent hope settled in his heart. He wanted a place in your locket.

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Si-eun’s first task was to mop the floor. Su-ho had given him the task after noticing the quiet boy coming his way. He, of course, had noticed the lollipop. He made sure to tell Si-eun to make the floors ‘sparkle’ Whilst Si-eun mopped the floor, Beom-seok was washing up in the kitchen with Emo. 

Si-eun’s second job was to help Su-ho put away the new bottles on the bridge. Su-ho carried two crates like it was nothing, while Si-eun struggled with the last one. He sat on a chair and handed Su-ho the bottles one by one as Su-ho put them away. From where he sat, Si-eun could see you fluttering around the restaurant. You were a pretty waitress. 

“Do you work two jobs every day?” Si-eun asked as he picked up another bottle. 

“What?” Su-ho asked, Si-eun’s voice had snapped him out of his own thoughts. “I only deliver food three days a week, not every day.” Su-ho explained as he continued putting the bottles in the fridge.

“Isn’t it hard?”

Su-ho took the next bottle from Si-eun, his hand gripping the middle of the bottle, causing his and Si-eun’s fingers to brush lightly. Su-ho smiled. “It’s no big deal. I work for a moving company on weekends. Why?” He asked curiously, causing Si-eun to finally meet his eyes. There was that smile, still sat on Su-ho’s lips. “Do I seem too mature to you? Or what?” He tossed the bottle up slightly, turning it and catching it by the neck. He then placed it in the fridge. Never once did Si-eun look away. Not until new customers came in.

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From his spot at the table, Si-eun watched as you and Su-ho moved in sync, like a well-oiled machine. One cleaned tables while the other brought out food, and one took orders while the other brought drinks. He noticed how whenever the two of you passed one another, you’d touch. A brush of the hands or Su-ho would squeeze your hips, or you’d place a kiss on his cheek. You both smiled at each other and remained professional. 

His attention was drawn away from the two of you to Beom-seok. He was apologising for the mock test. Si-eun forgave him. He knew Yeong-bin had threatened Beom-seok. So he chose to move on from the grudge. 

“Ah, I’m hungry.” Su-ho spoke as he walked over to the table. He sat down. He patted the space beside him for you. You sat down in the seat between Su-ho and Si-eun. The two males watched Su-ho as he got some lettuce and began to add meat and a few other things. He then folded it and shoved it into his mouth. 

“Does it taste better like that?” Beom-seok asked curiously.. 

Su-ho gave him a thumbs up as he chewed. He then immediately began making one for you. He swallowed his food and looked at you, holding his creation in his hands. “Open up, baby.” You giggled and opened your mouth, letting Su-ho gently shove the food into your mouth. You happily chewed on it, the flavours instantly hitting your taste buds. 

“I’ll try it.” Beom-seok said as he made his own. He balled it up and shoved it into his mouth. He smiled and nodded as he chewed it. 

“It’s killer, yeah?” Su-ho asked, proud that another person liked his way of eating. 

“It’s hot,” Beom-seok spoke. “So hot.” He tried not to laugh since his mouth was full. 

You were happily eating your food and taking pictures as Su-ho began making a third one. “Well, dear Si-eun-ssi, wanna try? Meat’s always better when you stuff your mouth and eat it in one bite.” Su-ho spoke up.

"Know that from experience, do you?" You asked your boyfriend in a teasing tone, a grin on your lips.

Su-ho poked you in the side. "Yah! You're such a brat sometimes."

“You can eat it.” Si-eun told him as he focused on the food in front of him.

“Ah, Hey. No one’s ever lost anything from listening to me. So come on now. Mmm? Say ‘Aah’.” He screwed up the lettice held it across you and toward Si-eun. 

Si-eun leaned away. “Are your hands clean?”

You couldn’t help but laugh as Su-ho's face dropped in surprise and sight of offence. “What the? … This guy had no idea. Food tastes better this way. All right? It’s okay. ‘Aah. aah!’ Baby can feed you instead if you want? You’ll take a lollipop from her but not this from me. Double standards. Come on, ‘Aha’, Open up. ‘Aah!’ Yeah.” 

Si-eun finally opened his mouth as Su-ho leaned over you to get the food closer to Si-eun’s mouth. Su-ho saw the opportunity and shoved the food into Si-eun’s mouth, his fingers pressing against the smaller male’s lips. He pulled away as Si-eun used his tongue to drag some of the lettuce that was on his lips into his mouth. He chewed, never once breaking eye contact with Su-ho.

“It’s good? Awesome, right?” Your boyfriend spoke as he sat up. “Right?” He was smiling brightly, happy that he had gotten Si-eun to try the food his way. It was a victory. And whilst Si-eun said nothing, there was this flicker in his eyes that showed that yes, he did enjoy it. That was enough for Su-ho.

You happily ate your food as you listened to Su-ho and Beom-seok talk. 

“The meat is great.”

“It is. Come whenever you want.”

“Can I really?”

“Yeah, of course.”

You looked between the boys. “Hey, pass me your phones and I’ll add mine and Su-ho’s numbers.” You said as you held your hand out to Si-eun and Beom-seok. Beom-seok didn’t even think twice before he gave you his phone. You grabbed your phone and added his number before sending a quick text saying ‘Hi’. You then saved your number in his phone and named your contact with your name. You then did the same with Su-ho’s phone before passing Beom-seok his phone back. 

You then turned to Si-eun and smiled sweetly. You held your hand out for his phone. “Pretty please? I'll even download those songs for you as well.”

Su-ho shook his head. "Say no. Once she drags you into her obsession with Stray Kids, there is no escaping. Trust me." 

You glared playfully at your boyfriend. "You weren't saying that when you were singing 'Thunderous' in the shower last night or commenting about how pretty Felix is. Admit it, you're a fan."

Si-eun was silent as he watched the two of you for a moment. But he handed his phone over nonetheless. He watched you smile in excitement. He watched you add his number to Su-ho’s phone, saving him as ‘Baby Boy, 🩵’ and send a test. You then saved Su-ho's number in Si-eun’s phone as ‘Guardian Angel ❤ ’. 

You then did the same, but with your phone. You saved Si-eun’s number in your own phone as ‘Sweetheart 🩵’ before saving your number in his phone as ‘Pretty Angel 💜’. His eyes widened slightly. You had saved him as Swetheart. 

You looked at Si-eun and smiled. You began making a playlist for him of different songs for him to try. Some of your taste, some of Su-ho's and some that you thought would just fit Si-eun. You titled the playlist for him as 'Songs from the Angels.'

“Do you have Instagram?” You asked Si-eun and Beom-seok curiously. You smiled when Beom-seok told you he did.

“No.” You gasped at Si-eun’s words. 

“That’s downright criminal. I’m making you an account so you can follow me.” You told him as you downloaded the app on his phone. He should have stopped you. A part of him wanted to, but you seemed so happy, so he let you do it. 

It didn’t actually take you long to make Si-eun an account. The first thing you did was follow yourself, Su-ho and Beom-seok. You then took a couple of pictures and posted them as Si-eun’s first post. It was of the four of you, of the food. You made sure to tag yourself, Su-ho and Beom-seok. You then gave Si-eun his phone back. 

“If you don’t like it, you can delete the app. Su-ho deleted the app months ago. He only posts on my phone for important days or when I force him to. Otherwise, he’d never touch the app again. I like it, though. It holds a lot of good memories.” You told him as you picked up your phone to make your phone post with the pictures you took of the food, yourself and the boys. You made sure to tag Si-eun in the picture and video of Su-ho feeding him. 

The four of you stayed there for a while. Happy, enjoying each other’s company, getting to know each other past names and reputations. 

Later that night, Beom-seok looked through your and Su-ho’s Instagrams. Su-ho had worked, leaving your home with a kiss on your forehead, a bento box in hand and the promise to be safe. You fell asleep shortly after his departure, curled up in bed, hugging your Bbokari plush close to your chest. Your Jiniret plush lay in Su-ho's empty space in the bed. Si-eun fell asleep at his desk. he had been studying, though on his phone was the post you had tagged him in. The post he had liked just before drifting off to sleep.

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Fight

Yeon Si-eun x Reader x Ahn Su-ho

(So, whilst writing this. I realised I have no idea how to write a fight..so I kind of didn't, but also did a little bit.)

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Warnings: Violence, Cursing.

Summary: Si-eun has been taken by Young-bin, and Beom-Seok asks Su-ho for help.

You were happily holding onto Su-ho as you both headed toward the next destination for a delivery. It was one of the nights that you helped Su-ho with his deliveries. His bike came to a stop next to a bus. He honked the horn and waved at someone in the bus. It took you a moment before you realised who he was waving at, Si-eun. He lifted his visor before turning to lift yours.

Si-eun opened the bus window in confusion. He had been having a quiet bus ride before he heard the honk. He hadn’t been expecting to see his two guardian angels on Su-ho's bike. He watched as the two of you waved at him.

“Hi, honey.” Your voice came first. A small giggle left your lips. Si-eun was starting to realise that pet names were your thing. Though he didn’t recall you calling anyone other than Su-ho by such names. 

“Hey! What are you doin’ here? Were we married in another life? Anyway, where are you goin’?” Su-ho had asked. His words caused you to giggle.  

“Me? Home.” Si-eun’s voice hadn’t quite reached the two of you. 

“What?” Su-ho leaned closer to hear better.

“Home.” Si-eun repeated after looking around the bus.

“After cram school?” You asked him curiously. 

“Yeah.”

Su-ho leant forward, his arms resting on the handles. You leant forward with him, snuggling into your boyfriend’s warmth. Si-eun watched the two of you as you both watched him. It was oddly comfortable. Su-ho smiled lightly at Si-eun, causing the shorter male to let out a small, shaky breath. If either of you noticed, you didn’t show it. 

“I’m sorry.” Si-eun spoke, his voice sincere. 

“It’s okay. You were upset and angry. It’s water under the bridge.” You told him happily. 

“Are ya? You can buy me and my Princess a meal if you wanna apologise. Oh, the light. See you around.” Su-ho pulled down his visor. 

“See you at school, sweetheart!” You called out to Si-eun before lowering your own visor and holding onto Su-ho as he drove off.

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Something had shifted that morning. Whilst Su-ho slept on three desks, Si-eun came in as usual. However, instead of turning on the lights and opening the curtains, he sat and studied in the dark. Well, until you gave him your book light. He had watched you sit back in your seat, stroking Su-ho’s hair as you opened your Instagram to make a new post. 

Unlike Su-ho, you were pretty active on Instagram. Most of the pictures were of you and Su-ho. A lot were selfies or were pictures of Su-ho doing different things: sleeping, sitting on his bike, playing with animals, and at the gym. Most were in-the-moment pictures that show who he truly was. His smile. His tiredness. His kind nature. How silly he could be, his love for food. Pictures of your family. Some were food and drinks. You had a few pictures of different views around the city, of the sunset. Then there were random ones. Like the odd study picture or the latest book you were reading or the new plushie Su-ho won for you, or that one Stray Kids concert the two of you had gone to.

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Si-eun made his way over towards you and Su-ho. You had just finished packing your stuff when you noticed Si-eun walking over. He nodded at you as you smiled at him. 

“Hi, sweetheart.” He thought he would have minded all these sweet nicknames, but he didn’t mind at all. He had noticed you seemed to favour 'sweetheart'.

“I’m treating you both to lunch,” Si-eun told you. He watched as your smile softened. “You don’t have to do that.” 

Si-eun shook his head. “I want to.” He reached out and shook Su-ho’s shoulder once, twice. Nothing. 

You smiled brightly. “Like this.” You said moving closer to your boyfriend. You ran your fingers through his hair. “Hubby, time to wake up, my love.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek. 

Su-ho blinked away. He smiled seeing you in front of him. His gaze moved from you to Si-eun. He was a little confused as to why the male was standing there. “Hmm?”

“It’s lunch time.” Si-eun told him. 

Su-ho shook his head and lay his head back onto his pillow. “Mmm. Ah, I’m good.” 

“You wanted me to treat.” That had Su-ho’s head shooting up off his pillow. 

“Why are you looking at me like that? I won’t eat.” His head went back to his pillow. 

Si-eun let out a sigh before turning to look at you. His eyes are asking for your help. You nodded in response. 

“Babe, Si-eun is trying to be nice here. You need to eat. As soon as you’ve eaten, you can go back to sleep. I promise. Please come have lunch with us. Pretty please, my love.” As important as his sleep was, it was also equally important that he ate and drank.

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That was how the three of you found yourselves in the cafeteria. You and Su-ho sat side by side, and Si-eun was sitting across from you both.

“I wasn’t asking you to buy something expensive, but I can pay for my own school lunch.” Su-ho told Si-eun. You and Si-eun had already started eating. You have been thanked so many times. Because he truly didn’t have to do this, but he did anyway. 

You and Si-eun spoke up at the same time. 

“Then don’t eat it.” 

“Su-ho, be polite.” 

“I’ll eat it.” He took a big spoonful of rice and shoved it into his mouth.

“By the way. Why do you sleep here?” It had been a burning question in Si-eun’s mind. Every morning when he arrived at school, Su-ho was always there, sleeping. Sometimes you were there. Either sleeping on Su-ho’s chest or reading quietly beside him.

“Oh, I come here after my part-time job. If I went home, I wouldn’t wake up on time. My grandmas said it’s okay not to go to college, but I have to have perfect attendance and my high school diploma.” Su-ho explained. Si-eun looked between the two of you. 

“Are you music-obsessed or something? You’re always wearing earbuds. It’s kinda rude, bro.” Su-ho’s comment caused you to look at your boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. 

“You know what else is rude? Talking with a mouth full of food.” Su-ho swallowed his food before sticking his tongue out at you. “You’re a child.” You said flicking his nose.

“You love me.” Su-ho grinned as he kissed your cheek. Si-eun watched the two of you. He watched your cheeks become flushed. The way you both acted was so natural. 

“And convenient.” Si-eun spoke, looking down at his food.

“What?” You and Su-ho turned to look at Si-eun.

“It’s to prevent people from trying to talk to me.” The shorter male confessed. 

“You’re a freakin’ weirdo, you know that?” Su-ho continued eating. 

“You might want to look in a mirror.” Si-eun’s words caused Su-ho to let out a chuckle. You let out a laugh. It was fun seeing someone who could and would give Su-ho a run for his money. Someone who could match his comebacks. 

"You know, I could download some good songs for you." You told Si-eun with a bright smile.

Su-ho shook his head as if it were a terrible idea. "Don't do it. She'll only download her favourite Stray Kids songs and force you to listen to them on repeat. Save yourself, it's too late for me." He let out a laugh as you pushed his shoulder, a smile on your face.

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It was the end of the school day, and Su-ho was busy sleeping. You had set an alarm on your phone so that the two of you could leave, so that Su-ho could get some food before he had to go to work. You had promised him that you’d accompany him to the restaurant today, and you had insisted on helping out. 

You made your way to the classroom to see Su-ho. You had heard his voice yelling from down the corridor. The people in the room were watching your boyfriend. You stepped into the room.

“What’s going on? School’s done?” He asked. 

“Yeah.” One of your classmates spoke. 

“Why do you guys have to hurt my feelings? Nobody woke me up.” Su-ho was practically pouting. His pink pillow on his arm. 

“You had told us not to.” The same classmate had told him. 

“I did?” He didn’t remember that. “Can you wake me up in ten?” He sat back on his chair. 

“Babe, we have to go. If you want food, we need to get a move on. You can sleep on my couch whilst I cook.” You told him. You ran your hands on his shoulders and then onto his chest. You rested your chin on his shoulder.

“Ten more minutes, baby girl. Please?” You let out a sigh but nodded. “Alright. Ten more and that’s it.” 

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Beom-seok rushed into the classroom. His eyes landed on you and Su-ho. You looked up from your phone.

“Are you okay?” You asked him. 

“It’s Si-eun.” He told you as he shook Su-ho's shoulder. “Hey, Su-ho.” Your boyfriend stirred. “That asshole Yeong-bin took Si-eun somewhere.”

“What?” Su-ho asked, still waking up. 

“I said Yeong-bin took Si-eun somewhere.” Beom-seok repeated. His words caused you to stand up. 

“Yeah, and?” 

“What? You should help him, Su-ho. Don’t you think so? Don’t you do martial arts?” Beom-seok was confused. Why wasn’t Su-ho helping? 

“We’re not really that close, you know.” Su-ho replied. 

“Okay, but how close do you have to be to help him?”

“Go tell the homeroom teacher to help him. I have work.” Su-ho finally stood up. 

“Su-ho. Maybe we should go help. Si-eun could be in some serious trouble.” You told him, your voice was firm. It didn’t feel right walking away from this. From Si-eun.

“Darling, you know I have to get to work. Don’t give me that look. I’m sure he’s fine. We have to go.” Su-ho shook his head and began walking to the door.

“How about if I pay you?” You both looked at Beom-seok. “I’ll pay double.”

You and Su-ho shared a look. That was a lot of money to be offered. A part of you wished he’d help Si-eun because he wanted to, and not because of the money. However, you also understood why Su-ho would take the money. It meant more money to help his grandmother. It also meant extra money to put away in your future funds. 

Su-ho walked over to Beom-seok and bowed. “My pleasure, all right. At your service. Let’s go.” You grabbed your back and followed your boyfriend, Beom-seok, not far behind you.

The three of you made it to Su-ho’s bike. Su-ho put your helmet on your head and helped you fasten it. You didn’t need the help, but it was routine at this point. He then passed his helmet to Beom-seok. You got on the bike behind Su-ho, your hands finding his waist. Beom-seok then got on the bike behind you. 

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Thankfully, you had found them. You and Su-ho ran into action. You watched as Su-ho ran towards the group of bullies. He used Tae-hoon’s body as a springboard and kneed Yeong-bin in the face. Causing him to fall to the floor. He then spun and kicked Tae-hoon in the face, making him also fall to the ground. 

“Oh, that was hot.” Su-ho heard your voice. He preened and grinned at you.

Su-ho looked down at Si-eun on the ground, who was coughing. “Are you okay?” He asked as he held out a hand to the male. Si-eun lay there panting for a moment, causing Su-ho to speak up again. “Ugh, my arm is hurting.” That had Si-eun moving. He placed his hand in Su-ho’s, and the taller male helped him up. You helped to fix Si-eun's grey jacket as Su-ho turned to face the group.

“You can stop now. Okay?” The three of you walked away. Su-ho made sure that you and Si-eun were in front of him. “Come on, we’ll get you cleaned up, Sweetheart.” You told Si-eun, concern filled your voice. 

“Hey.” A voice came from behind the three of you, causing Su-ho to turn. Su-ho was able to dodge the punch that was thrown at him. You were so focused on Su-ho that you didn’t notice Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb walking towards you and Si-eun. 

Si-eun did notice, however. He pulled you softly behind him before taking off his backpack and aiming for the two. Jung-chan managed to get Si-eun to the floor when he was distracted. The two began stomping on him, and Si-eun used his bag to protect himself. 

“Leave him alone, you fucking twat.” You harshly kicked Tae-hoon away from your friend. You were lifted off the ground by Yeong-bin. “Get off me!” The male threw you to the floor, causing a pained yelp to leave your lips. Yeong-bin walked over to some bottles and picked one up. Both you and Su-ho noticed this. Su-ho was still in the middle of a fight, and though he tried to go over, his opponent wouldn’t let him. 

You pushed yourself off the ground and ran towards Yeong-bin. He noticed you. “Grab the bitch.” Tae-hoon did as he was told and grabbed you by your hair, pulling you closer to himself. Yeong-bin smirked when he heard you scream. He raised the bottle over Si-eun when he was suddenly knocked over as Beom-seok came out of nowhere and ran full pelt at the bully, hitting him with the helmet.

Su-ho got up from the ground and made his way to Tae-hoon. He tapped his shoulder, causing the male to look at him. “Don’t touch my girl.” He slammed his fist into the male's face, causing him to let you go. No one touches you and gets away scot free.

Su-ho wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you close to him. He looked over at Beom-seok. “Nice hit.” He then turned to face the trio of school bullies. “All you guys, aren’t you embarrassed about ganging up on him? If it were me, I’d die of humiliation. My girl would be a widow.” He stated. He watched as you held a hand out to Si-eun. The quiet male stared at your hand for a moment before slipping his hand into yours and letting you guide him to your side.  

“Hyeong,” Yeong-bin spoke, looking at the male who had been fighting with Su-ho. “What’s up? What’s next?”

Su-ho let out a sigh. “Hi there.” He waved at the males who were getting closer. “Your hyeong must be embarrassed.” 

Said guy sighed and began to walk away. “Let's call it a day.”

“Look, he’s leaving,” Su-ho stated as he shoved his free hand into his pocket.

Si-eun looked at the male with the busted nose. “Jeon Yeong-bin. Enough. Just stop.”

Su-ho turned. “Let’s go.” He kept his arm around your waist as he led you back to the bike. Since you had hold of Si-eun’s hand, the male also followed. Beom-seuk followed after the three of you, coming to stand on Si-eun's other side. 

Su-ho leaned across you as the four of you walked. He grabbed Si-eun’s injured hand. “It’s pretty scraped up. Baby can fix that up for you.” 

“Stop it.” The shorter male spoke. 

“Hey, I have a name.” You told your boyfriend, your voice full of sass and tease. Su-ho grinned. “Opps, sorry. My wife can fix that up for you.” He pressed a kiss to your cheek. 

“You did good, darling. That kick, very sexy” That made you flustered. 

As the four of you got back to the bike. “I’m hungry after all of that.” Your boyfriend spoke. “Let’s go eat. I know an awesome place we can go. Time you pay your bill, hmm?” He asked Beom-seok. 

Su-ho let you go to help you put on your helmet. He then got onto the bike. You slipped on behind him. Beom-seok didn’t get on, he turned to look at Si-eun who had let go of your hand. 

“Hop on.” Su-ho told him.

“I have cram school.” Si-eun replied. 

“Come on. We came to your rescue, and that’s all we get? Not even a thank you? This place is really good.” Si-eun and Su-ho locked eyes. Si-eun wasn’t sure. He really had to get to cram school. “Alright, time for the big guns.” Su-ho turned to you. “Work your magic, sweetheart.” He pleased, lifting your visor. 

You looked at Si-eun as you held up Su-ho’s helmet. “Pretty please, Si-eun. At least let me clean up your hand. I promise you won’t regret coming with us. I know it’s illegal for four people to be on a bike together, but I promise, Su-ho has never had an accident. He’s always super safe when he drives. Plus, the restaurant isn’t too far, so we’ll be okay. Good food, good company. We’ll understand if you don’t want to come with us, but I really hope you do join up.” You said your pretty eyes sparked as you held out your boyfriend’s helmet to the male. 

Si-eun looked between you and your boyfriend. You had both bulldozed your way into his life. Though a part of him couldn’t say he was sad about that fact. Maybe just this once, he could skip cram school. Oh, maybe he was going to regret this later on. However, the male looked at the three of you. “Fine.” He sighed. 

You and Su-ho high-fived and helped Si-eun with the helmet. He sipped on behind you, Beom-seok went on behind Si-eun. It was a tight squeeze, but it would do.

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Guardian Angel

Yeon Si-eun x Reader x Ahn Su-ho

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Warnings: Blood, Violence, Cursing.

Summary: Su-ho stops Si-eun from crossing the line.

It was mock test day. The day you had been studying hard for. The room was silent as you focused on your test. You were sitting at the desk beside Su-ho. Of course, your loving boyfriend was catching up on sleep, using the cute pink pillow he always used. The same pink pillow you had gifted him for his birthday a few years ago. You had a matching one, but yours was blue. Su-ho had given you a good luck kiss before the test, telling you ‘I know you’ll pass. You’re smarter than you think you are, baby.’

The silence had been destroyed as a slapping sound filled the room that had previously only been filled with the sound of writing and breathing. So this new sound had caused you to jump. You turned to look in the direction of the sound, only to see Si-eun now looking at the new student, Oh Beom-seok.

“There was a bug that landed on your neck.” Si-eun just stared at the male. You looked over at Su-ho, who was now awake and watching. He looked at you with a lopsided smile as he nodded his chin at your paper. His silent way of telling you to focus on your test. So you did. 

Suho cared a lot about your studies. It was all a part of the future the two of you had planned together. And whilst your grades didn’t need to be perfect, they needed to be good enough to get into a good college. You and your boyfriend were determined to have a good life together. It was one of the reasons he was working rather than focusing on school. Because he wanted to help his grandmother, and he also wanted to start saving for your lives together. 

Your parents were supportive. They had seen the kind of man that Su-ho is. How hard-working he was, how he took care of you. He was dedicated. Your mother always helps you make lunches for Su-ho to eat at work. Your father always asked Su-ho to do odd jobs around the house just so he could pay him more than enough. Su-ho didn’t like to accept handouts. But your parents wanted to help you toward your future. So this was your father and Suho’s compromise.

The sound of a chair moving caught your attention. A frown appeared on your face as you watched Si-eun stumbling out of class. Something was wrong. 

“Hey, where are you going?” The voice of your teacher filled the room as Si-eun walked out, saying nothing. This wasn’t like him. He never leaves during a test, practice or real. You placed your pencil down and grabbed your water bottle. You got up and quickly followed after Si-eun. 

“Hey! Si-eun.” He didn’t even register your voice at first. Everything was spinning, and he was having a hard time walking straight. He somehow made it to the boys’ toilets. You had walked in just as he had left the stall, having then bumped into a hand dryer. 

You quickly went to him and helped guide him to the sink. You turned the tap on and watched as he splashed water on his face. He looked like he was getting ready to go for the door, so you then gently took his hands and helped him sit down on the floor. “Hey, listen to me. Just sit here for a moment and breathe, lovely. I know you want to get back to the test, but you can’t continue the test like this. Here, drink some of this.” 

You opened your water bottle and helped him drink some. It took a few minutes, but the world seemed to finally stop spinning. Si-eun’s eyes finally locked on you. He didn’t feel like himself, but he felt better. Not completely, but it was enough. He could see the concern on your face. But why would you be concerned about him? You weren’t friends. Sure, you were nice to him, sweet even, you had stuck up for him quite a few times, and you always congratulated him whenever he won something, but you weren’t friends. So why had you followed after him?

He watched you take a cloth from your pocket and put it under the tap for a moment. His gaze dropped to the ground. You turned the tap off before gently dabbing Si-eun's face, hoping to cool him down. It helped, really it did, but he was still so confused by why you were helping and what had even happened. He had never had that happen before. His stomach flipped as he felt you take his chin between your thumb and index finger. You tilted his head gently to look at you properly. 

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” By the gods, your voice was dripping in sweetness, worry and sincerity. Your eyes locked with his before your eyes roamed his face. 

“Why did you follow me?” The words came out very monotone. 

“You didn’t look well. Something was wrong, you never leave during a test. Plus you were walking weirdly. Stumbling. I wanted to make sure you were okay.” You explained as you moved the cloth to his neck.

You noticed he never leaves during a test? You noticed he had stumbled. You cared enough to check on him. 

“But why?” He asked. Why did you care? Why were you here, checking on him? No one else was. Everyone else was focused on their tests, so why not you? Why were you here with him?

“Think of me as your Guardian Angel.” You winked with a soft giggle. You carefully stood up and held a hand out to him. The first thing he saw was the pretty silver ring on your finger. Simple, dainty. A heart. His eyes then moved to your nails. They were a soft lilac shade of purple. Purple. That seemed to be your colour. Your helmet colour, your phone case colour, your water bottle colour. It was the colour of your favourite pen and your favourite hoodie you had claimed from Su-ho years ago. Purple was a sign of royalty. That was what you were. In the eyes of Su-ho and many of the other students. A kind and benevolent Queen who simply wanted the best for her red-wearing King. 

“Come on. If you’re ready, we can go back to class. If not, we can stay here a little longer.”

Taking your hand, Si-eun got up and began walking back to class, he stumbled a little, so you helped him. You helped out of the bathroom and down the hallway. You opened the door to the classroom and helped him over to his seat. You watched him for a moment, just making sure he was okay, when you spotted it. The patch on his neck. Had he hurt himself? “Did you hurt your neck?” You asked him quietly, making him look at you in confusion. 

“What?”

“The plaster on the back of your neck. Did you get hurt?” What plaster? What the hell were you talking about? 

Su-ho’s voice soon pulled your attention away from Si-eun. 

“Baby. Finish your test, please.” You nodded and gave Si-eun a soft smile. You walked to Su-ho and kissed his forehead softly before slipping into your seat. 

Si-eun placed a hand on the back of his neck. He pulled the patch off, It wasn’t a plaster. It was a patch, and someone had put it there on purpose. This must have been what had happened to him. He was angry. This was done on purpose. Then he slapped himself, causing the entire class to look at him. 

Su-ho had been in the middle of drifting back to sleep when the slap happened. He turned in his seat to look at Si-eun. He was shocked, confused. Why was this guy slapping himself? Once, twice, three times. But he didn’t stop. Even as the teacher asked what was wrong, he didn’t stop. Twelve, thirteen, fourteen. It wasn’t till a hand reached out that he stopped. Your hand. You had gently grabbed his wrist.

“Si-eun.” You were concerned. “What’s going on?” 

“Oh, nothing.” He said as he looked up at you before going back to his test. He didn’t miss how you and Su-ho looked at each other. You sat back in your seat, continuing with the test. 

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The test was over, and everyone was now marking their answers. You were doing well so far. A few questions had stumped you, but that was to be expected. You were back in your usual seat in front of Su-ho. Your boyfriend was quietly sleeping as you went through your test. You were happy. You had done better on this test. 

“Su-ho’s gonna be so proud of me.” You giggled to yourself. However, a bang pulled your attention away from your paper. Su-ho lifted his head from his pillow, which he had just been sleeping on, to look over at the sound. Si-eun.

Si-eun looked over at Beom-seok, who glanced at Yeong-bin and then looked at Si-eun. 

“Si-eun, uh, it’s… It’s not what you think.” Si-eun’s grip tightened on his pen. He stared at his test, and his hand shook. He was angry. Fucking Yeong-bin didn’t know how listen. Si-eun got out of his seat and began walking towards the back of the room. All eyes watched the boy who was always in the background. 

‘Newton's Second Law. Force is equal to mass times acceleration.’ He moved his pen from one hand to the other before reaching for a book on a student’s desk. ‘The centrifugal force of an object can be used to create a greater impact.’ From there, the room became chaotic. 

Si-eun hit Yeong-bin in the face with the book before turning to one of the bully’s lackeys, Tae-hoon and stabbing his pen into the male’s hand. Causing him to wail in pain as he clutched his hand.

“Oh my god.” Jung-Chan, another of Yeong-bin’s goons, stood up, and his paper aeroplane fell out of his hand. 

“You fucking luatic!” Tae-hoon screamed. 

Si-eun continued hitting Yeong-bin with the book in his hand. He cornered the taller male against the wall by the window. All it took was one moment for Yeong-bin to lean against the curtain so that Si-eun could take his next step. He wrapped the curtain around the bully’s head before bashing the book against his face one more time. Yeong-bin tried to protect himself. He tried putting his hands up, but it was hard to breathe. It was hard to focus as Si-eun held the curtain tight, one arm against his throat, and the book constantly hitting him. It was the eighth hit that had him bleeding.

The entire class flinched, recoiled and watched. No one moved except to back away.

You stood up. A hand gently wrapped around your wrist. Su-ho stood up and looked at you. “I’ll sort it. Stay here.” He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head. He saw the worry in your eyes. You were worried about Si-eun. It was like he had given in to all the anger, all the frustration, all the hate. Everyone had a breaking point. This was Si-eun’s. And whilst you didn’t like Yeong-bin, you were worried that Si-eun might cross the line and kill him.

Si-eun threw the book. It hit Yeong-bin before hitting the wall. Yeong-bin fell to the floor.

“I asked a favour. I said to stop.” Si-eun lifted his foot. But it didn’t come down. Su-ho grabbed Si-eun and pulled him back, causing the shorter male to fall.

“Nope, nope. Let’s not cross the line, hmm? Enough is enough.” Su-ho shrugged as he placed his hands in his pockets. 

“You next?” Si-eun asked him after getting up. 

“Me? Nah.” Su-ho pointed to himself. He looked over at you for a moment. You were watching, but you were safe. “You just woke up a guardian angel.” He picked up a paper aeroplane and threw it as he let out a chuckle. 

“Funny?”

“Trying to be.” Your boyfriend replied and itched his nose. 

“Babe. Not the time.” You spoke, your arms crossed over your chest. He looked over at you and sighed. You knew he was trying to lighten the mood. He watched as you grabbed your bag and pulled out your first aid kit. You always carried it with you for just in case. 

Si-eun looked down, his eyes focused on his pencil case. ‘Unconditioned reflex. An innate, automatic response to a stimulus, such as closing one’s eyes unconsciously when an object suddenly appears.’ He threw it at Su-ho, who had turned to face him again. As the contents of the pencil case flew his way, Su-ho raised his hands and turned to face away, squeezing his eyes shut. Si-eun took the opportunity to grab a chair and run at Su-ho.

Si-eun swung the chair three times. Su-ho dodged each one. The third swing caused the chair to hit a desk. 

“Cut it out, crazy man. I’ll have to hit you if you don’t. Hmm?” Su-ho was giving him a chance to stop this. 

“Si-eun, that’s enough. Please.” You stepped forward. 

Si-eun swung the chair again, missing Su-ho but hitting the lockers. Su-ho punched him, causing Si-eun to drop the chair and stumble against the lockers. 

“You should’ve stopped when I said.” Su-ho let out a small sigh. 

“Who are you to tell me what to do?”

You walked up to Su-ho's side. “He’s just trying to help, Si-eun. There is a line in everything we do. When you cross that line, you can’t come back from it. You got your revenge, Yeong-bin’s nose is broken. Tae-hoon has a hole in his hand and Jung-chan is scared shitless. Enough is enough. Please.”

Si-eun looked between the two of you. He heard you, but he was still so angry. He still saw red. He turned and began to grab a chair. Su-ho pushed you behind him, gently but quickly. “Not with her here.” He warned. He wouldn’t tolerate you getting hurt or being in the line of danger. Not ever. It didn’t matter if you could defend yourself or not, you were his everything. His light in the dark. You were his sunshine, who could always make him smile. His number one supporter. You were his past, his present and his future. No one was going to hurt you in any way and get away with it. Not whilst he was still breathing. 

“What are you two doing?!” A voice shouting. A teacher. 

“Put… Put the chair down. How could you even think of doing this in class?” Su-ho placed his hands on his hips. “Let me explain, ma’am. I was trying to break up my friends’ fight. But then, I almost fell over this chair. I’m sorry.” He bowed. 

Su-ho looked at Si-eun. “Apologise to her.” The two stared at each other for a moment. “Come on, hurry!” He raised his voice. Si-eun was quiet. Breathing hard as he took everything in. Everything that had happened. His eyes roamed the class. Everyone was watching him. His eyes finally landed back on you and Su-ho. Both of you had helped him today in your own different ways. One sweet, calming and caring. One aloof, joking yet dominant. 

Two classmates who were strangers to him had tried to help him and claimed to be his guardian angels. And for what? Was it morals? Would Su-ho have stepped in if it were anyone else? Would you have followed anyone else out during a test? His stomach felt fluttery, and his heart pounded as he watched the two of you. Your right hand and Su-ho’s left hand are intertwined. Su-ho stood in front of you slightly, still protecting you even though the danger was no more. You had a soft look in your eyes. 

Something told Si-eun that this wouldn’t be the last time he crossed paths with the school’s childhood sweethearts.

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