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friday, october 13th
your feet ached as you and your friends approached yeonjuns house. even from the outside you could hear the loud music blasting. âitâs a shock they havenât had a noise complaint yetâ yunjin joked. you all laughed at the comment before entering the house. your senses were immediately overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and strobe lights obstructing your vision past the foyer. your friend group starts parting ways while you and soobin venture into what youâre hoping is the kitchen. âitâs not as crowded as i expected it to beâ soobin states as he starts raiding the fridge in search of beer while your busy grabbing different liquor bottles scattered on the counter and pouring them into yours and soobin cups. you both climb onto the counter and start chatting about recent events and rumors spreading around your school before a loud voice interrupts your conversation, âiâm shocked you actually cameâ you both turn and see no other than the âweirdoâ (soobins words) who invited you and your friends in the first place, park sunghoon standing in the doorway. you smile back before answering, âdid you not want me to?â he laughs at your answer while walking towards the fridge. soobin notices one of your mutual friends, kai, out in the hallway. âim going to go talk with kai, text me if you need anything, donât be stupid.â he whispers the last part before side eyeing sunghoon, who is still searching the fridge for a drink. you jokingly push him off the counter before saying, âi would neverâ in a joking tone. he laughs as he walks out of the room, leaving you and sunghoon alone in the kitchen.
you donât notice sunghoon hop up onto the counter next you, leaving a considerate amount of space between you two, before finally answering your question from moments before, âitâs not that i didnât want you to come, but i just didnât think bribing you with an invite would workâ you give him a confused look, âwhat do you mean bribing me with an inviteâ he takes a long sip from the drink in his hand, âi didnât know any other way of getting you to come here, you donât seem like much of a party goerâ he admits. âdonât get me wrong parties are fun, but itâs not my first choice on how i want to spend my friday night. iâd much prefer to stay home, but my friends insist on me joining so itâs inevitable i end up at them.â you confess to sunghoon. he lets out a light chuckle before saying, âgod, you and jungwon really are alike. i see why he likes youâ you freeze, face increasingly growing red. jungwon likes you? there is no way, you guys barely know each other besides your conversations over text and your tutoring sessions. sure it seems like you guys spend time together, but not enough to develop feelings (in your opinion). sunghoon notices your confusion, âwell i think he likes you, and i see why now thatâs allâ âsunghoon that does not clear up any of my confusion right nowâ he laughs at your freak out before continuing, âokok im sorry! itâs just a theory our friend group has, and we were hoping for your help to figure out if were right.â
âwhat the hell is he even talking aboutâ you think to yourself. âyouâre insane, sunghoonâ you conclude before hopping off the counter, about to text soobin to save you from this lunatic. you could already predict what he would text back, âi told you he was a weirdoâ. sunghoon follows your lead, jumping off the counter and following you, âyn waitâ he says as he grabs your arm and turns you to face him. he brings his face to your ear, whispering âcan i tell you a secret?â you heart jumps up to your throat, becoming flustered by the proximity. you nod your head in response as he confesses, âiâm sorry if i confused you in any way these past two days, but iâm not into you romantically at least.â you let out a sigh of relief that you didnât know you were holding in, âthank god you had me scared for a momentâ you smile up at him. sunghoon playfully swats your arm, âyah, am i not good enough for you or somethingâ he says with a mock offended look on his face. you laugh at his attempt at a pout, âno youâre just too weird for meâ you joke, walking towards the fridge to grab a drink, sunghoon chasing you. you both continue to argue back and forth before the realization hits you, jungwon supposedly âlikes youâ.
âsunghoon what did you mean you wanted my help in finding out if jungwon likes meâ you question the boy next to you. sunghoon explains, âwe had a plan to make jungwon jealous which in the end would make him sort of admit that he likes youâ you nod your head slowly, trying to process this crazy plan he has, âand the reason i wanted you to come tonight was so we could finally make him so mad he admits he likes youâ he giggles at the end of his explanation, clearly proud of this whole âmaster planâ he has. now he has you interested. âwhat am i supposed to do in this plan?â you ask. sunghoon grins, âpretend to flirt with me in front of jungwon and watch the magic unfoldâ
and thatâs how you ended up in the living room of yeonjuns house, sitting on sunghoons knee shamelessly flirting with each other trying not to burst out laughing at the corny phrases being said between the two of you. across you room you can barely notice jungwon hiding in the corner, glaring at the two of you. jay approaches the clearly zoned out boy, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. jungwon glances at jay before turning his attention back to you and sunghoon. âi really thought he was jokingâ jay finally says, trying to yell over the speakers in the living room. âhe is, he has to be.â jungwon says. jay hands him a cup, with what jungwon assumes contains a larger amount of alcohol than he had planned to consume tonight, âi feel like youâre going to need this if your going to stand here and stare at them all nightâ jungwon sighs, âi just feel like itâs shitty of him to be playing with her feelings just to make me madâ jays eyes widen in shock at jungwon admitting this was making him mad, he has to give sunghoon some credit because his plan seemed to be working. âhow do you know heâs doing it just to make you madâ jay asks, âwhat if he really does like herâ jungwon turns his attention fully to jay now, âthey barely know each other enough to be that comfortable with each otherâ jungwon says as he gestures towards the both of you âtheyâre practically cuddling with each other.âjay just laughs at his friends stupidity, âat this point just admit you like her or move on because you canât be getting jealous over someone you arenât even datingâ jay gives him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder as he walks towards a group of boys by the back door.
jungwon knows jay is right, he has no right to be upset about you and sunghoon, whatever you guys are. but he canât stop the weird feeling in his stomach every time he sees you with sunghoon. he takes a long sip of the drink jay gave him, a sour expression covers his whole face as the lukewarm liquid glides down his throat. âasshole couldnât even put ice in my drinkâ jungwon mutters under his breath. âdamn whoâs on your shitlist nowâ jungwon hears a voice he automatically recognizes as yours. he turns to you, giving you a smile, âjay didnât put any ice in my drink so now i have issues with himâ jungwon responds in a joking tone. you smile brightly at him before grabbing the cup from his grasp, âiâll make you a new oneâ you say as you grab his hand and bring him with you to the kitchen, still as empty as it was when you first came in. you let go of his hand as you sort through the assortment of drink options left on the table. jungwon hops onto the counter, yearning to be holding your hand again as he watches you grab a cup for yourself as well and start making a drink for the both of you. âdonât make it too strong, iâm not much of a drinkerâ jungwon states, you hum in acknowledgment before adding on, âme too, i donât think i can drink anymore or iâll be too drunk to walkâ jungwon laughs at the comment. he notices that his mood automatically improves when heâs with you, something heâs never noticed before. he also notices that he wants to be around you, all the time. before you had shown up next to him, he was bored. but now just being in your presence filled him with a giddy feeling he could get use to feeling more often. jungwon tries to push these thoughts to the back of his mind, distracting himself by watching you intently as you pour the strong smelling liquid into his cup. you hand him the drink and jump onto the counter to sit next to him. a comfortable silence hangs between you two before jungwon finally asks what he has been wanting to ask since you walked over to him, âso whatâs going on between you and sunghoon?â
you almost spit out your drink at the sudden question. you feel jungwons eyes bore into your side profile, waiting for your answer. you donât know how to respond, do you tell him the truth or do you continue to test his patience? âit doesnât really matter what we are, jungwonâ you finally responded. you heart rate increased as jungwon came closer to you, âi couldnât hear you, can you repeat that?â he whispers in your ear teasingly. he knows what youâre trying to do, and itâs not going to work on him. you clear your throat before restating, âi said, it doesnât really matter what we are. does it?â you make eye contact with jungwon, he smirks as he says, âit matters to meâ your face changes to a look of shock, you honestly donât know how to respond to him. âwhy does it matter to you whatâs going on between me and sunghoonâ you say, this time in a harsher tone. now it was jungwons turn to be shocked, because he didnât know why it mattered so much to him. the tension hung in between you two in the empty kitchen, occupying all the free space making it unbearable. jungwon didnât know if he maybe went over his set drinking limit but the only thing he could focus on was your face and more specifically, your lips. he raised his hand to your face, caressing your cheek. he could feel you face heat up 100x more. âis this okayâ he asks, you nod in response. you didnât trust your voice to hide how nervous he made you. jungwon starts to lean in, and you freeze. your mind is in a daze as your lips connect with his. you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. you both pull away to catch your breaths, before he immediately goes back in, kissing you with so much more fervor than the kiss before. time seems to go by so slow, and youâre pretty sure your too drunk to register whatâs happening. all that is running through your brain is that you are kissing jungwon, you like it, and you might like him.
âyn?â you pull away from jungwons lips as you hear jakeâs voice in the hallway. jake walks into the kitchen completely oblivious to what had been happening moments before. âoh hi jungwonâ jake says sweetly to the boy, still dazed and completely out of it, only thing on his mind is the kiss you had just shared.âyn weâre about to leave, do you still need a ride home?â jake asks, you nod your head before awkwardly waving to jungwon and stumbling out of the kitchen, jake following closely behind after waving bye.
jungwon gets home, what had happened in the kitchen still occupying his mind. the lingering feeling of your lips on his driving him insane. he didnât know what to do, you had just practically run out of there, desperate to get away from him. his worst fear was that you thought of it as a mistake, and that impulsive decision he made ruined any type of friendship you had before that night. he didnât know what else to do but call jay, the only person who could help him through his dilemma.
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friday, october 13th
your feet ached as you and your friends approached yeonjuns house. even from the outside you could hear the loud music blasting. âitâs a shock they havenât had a noise complaint yetâ yunjin joked. you all laughed at the comment before entering the house. your senses were immediately overwhelmed by the smell of alcohol and strobe lights obstructing your vision past the foyer. your friend group starts parting ways while you and soobin venture into what youâre hoping is the kitchen. âitâs not as crowded as i expected it to beâ soobin states as he starts raiding the fridge in search of beer while your busy grabbing different liquor bottles scattered on the counter and pouring them into yours and soobin cups. you both climb onto the counter and start chatting about recent events and rumors spreading around your school before a loud voice interrupts your conversation, âiâm shocked you actually cameâ you both turn and see no other than the âweirdoâ (soobins words) who invited you and your friends in the first place, park sunghoon standing in the doorway. you smile back before answering, âdid you not want me to?â he laughs at your answer while walking towards the fridge. soobin notices one of your mutual friends, kai, out in the hallway. âim going to go talk with kai, text me if you need anything, donât be stupid.â he whispers the last part before side eyeing sunghoon, who is still searching the fridge for a drink. you jokingly push him off the counter before saying, âi would neverâ in a joking tone. he laughs as he walks out of the room, leaving you and sunghoon alone in the kitchen.
you donât notice sunghoon hop up onto the counter next you, leaving a considerate amount of space between you two, before finally answering your question from moments before, âitâs not that i didnât want you to come, but i just didnât think bribing you with an invite would workâ you give him a confused look, âwhat do you mean bribing me with an inviteâ he takes a long sip from the drink in his hand, âi didnât know any other way of getting you to come here, you donât seem like much of a party goerâ he admits. âdonât get me wrong parties are fun, but itâs not my first choice on how i want to spend my friday night. iâd much prefer to stay home, but my friends insist on me joining so itâs inevitable i end up at them.â you confess to sunghoon. he lets out a light chuckle before saying, âgod, you and jungwon really are alike. i see why he likes youâ you freeze, face increasingly growing red. jungwon likes you? there is no way, you guys barely know each other besides your conversations over text and your tutoring sessions. sure it seems like you guys spend time together, but not enough to develop feelings (in your opinion). sunghoon notices your confusion, âwell i think he likes you, and i see why now thatâs allâ âsunghoon that does not clear up any of my confusion right nowâ he laughs at your freak out before continuing, âokok im sorry! itâs just a theory our friend group has, and we were hoping for your help to figure out if were right.â
âwhat the hell is he even talking aboutâ you think to yourself. âyouâre insane, sunghoonâ you conclude before hopping off the counter, about to text soobin to save you from this lunatic. you could already predict what he would text back, âi told you he was a weirdoâ. sunghoon follows your lead, jumping off the counter and following you, âyn waitâ he says as he grabs your arm and turns you to face him. he brings his face to your ear, whispering âcan i tell you a secret?â you heart jumps up to your throat, becoming flustered by the proximity. you nod your head in response as he confesses, âiâm sorry if i confused you in any way these past two days, but iâm not into you romantically at least.â you let out a sigh of relief that you didnât know you were holding in, âthank god you had me scared for a momentâ you smile up at him. sunghoon playfully swats your arm, âyah, am i not good enough for you or somethingâ he says with a mock offended look on his face. you laugh at his attempt at a pout, âno youâre just too weird for meâ you joke, walking towards the fridge to grab a drink, sunghoon chasing you. you both continue to argue back and forth before the realization hits you, jungwon supposedly âlikes youâ.
âsunghoon what did you mean you wanted my help in finding out if jungwon likes meâ you question the boy next to you. sunghoon explains, âwe had a plan to make jungwon jealous which in the end would make him sort of admit that he likes youâ you nod your head slowly, trying to process this crazy plan he has, âand the reason i wanted you to come tonight was so we could finally make him so mad he admits he likes youâ he giggles at the end of his explanation, clearly proud of this whole âmaster planâ he has. now he has you interested. âwhat am i supposed to do in this plan?â you ask. sunghoon grins, âpretend to flirt with me in front of jungwon and watch the magic unfoldâ
and thatâs how you ended up in the living room of yeonjuns house, sitting on sunghoons knee shamelessly flirting with each other trying not to burst out laughing at the corny phrases being said between the two of you. across you room you can barely notice jungwon hiding in the corner, glaring at the two of you. jay approaches the clearly zoned out boy, tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention. jungwon glances at jay before turning his attention back to you and sunghoon. âi really thought he was jokingâ jay finally says, trying to yell over the speakers in the living room. âhe is, he has to be.â jungwon says. jay hands him a cup, with what jungwon assumes contains a larger amount of alcohol than he had planned to consume tonight, âi feel like youâre going to need this if your going to stand here and stare at them all nightâ jungwon sighs, âi just feel like itâs shitty of him to be playing with her feelings just to make me madâ jays eyes widen in shock at jungwon admitting this was making him mad, he has to give sunghoon some credit because his plan seemed to be working. âhow do you know heâs doing it just to make you madâ jay asks, âwhat if he really does like herâ jungwon turns his attention fully to jay now, âthey barely know each other enough to be that comfortable with each otherâ jungwon says as he gestures towards the both of you âtheyâre practically cuddling with each other.âjay just laughs at his friends stupidity, âat this point just admit you like her or move on because you canât be getting jealous over someone you arenât even datingâ jay gives him a sympathetic pat on the shoulder as he walks towards a group of boys by the back door.
jungwon knows jay is right, he has no right to be upset about you and sunghoon, whatever you guys are. but he canât stop the weird feeling in his stomach every time he sees you with sunghoon. he takes a long sip of the drink jay gave him, a sour expression covers his whole face as the lukewarm liquid glides down his throat. âasshole couldnât even put ice in my drinkâ jungwon mutters under his breath. âdamn whoâs on your shitlist nowâ jungwon hears a voice he automatically recognizes as yours. he turns to you, giving you a smile, âjay didnât put any ice in my drink so now i have issues with himâ jungwon responds in a joking tone. you smile brightly at him before grabbing the cup from his grasp, âiâll make you a new oneâ you say as you grab his hand and bring him with you to the kitchen, still as empty as it was when you first came in. you let go of his hand as you sort through the assortment of drink options left on the table. jungwon hops onto the counter, yearning to be holding your hand again as he watches you grab a cup for yourself as well and start making a drink for the both of you. âdonât make it too strong, iâm not much of a drinkerâ jungwon states, you hum in acknowledgment before adding on, âme too, i donât think i can drink anymore or iâll be too drunk to walkâ jungwon laughs at the comment. he notices that his mood automatically improves when heâs with you, something heâs never noticed before. he also notices that he wants to be around you, all the time. before you had shown up next to him, he was bored. but now just being in your presence filled him with a giddy feeling he could get use to feeling more often. jungwon tries to push these thoughts to the back of his mind, distracting himself by watching you intently as you pour the strong smelling liquid into his cup. you hand him the drink and jump onto the counter to sit next to him. a comfortable silence hangs between you two before jungwon finally asks what he has been wanting to ask since you walked over to him, âso whatâs going on between you and sunghoon?â
you almost spit out your drink at the sudden question. you feel jungwons eyes bore into your side profile, waiting for your answer. you donât know how to respond, do you tell him the truth or do you continue to test his patience? âit doesnât really matter what we are, jungwonâ you finally responded. you heart rate increased as jungwon came closer to you, âi couldnât hear you, can you repeat that?â he whispers in your ear teasingly. he knows what youâre trying to do, and itâs not going to work on him. you clear your throat before restating, âi said, it doesnât really matter what we are. does it?â you make eye contact with jungwon, he smirks as he says, âit matters to meâ your face changes to a look of shock, you honestly donât know how to respond to him. âwhy does it matter to you whatâs going on between me and sunghoonâ you say, this time in a harsher tone. now it was jungwons turn to be shocked, because he didnât know why it mattered so much to him. the tension hung in between you two in the empty kitchen, occupying all the free space making it unbearable. jungwon didnât know if he maybe went over his set drinking limit but the only thing he could focus on was your face and more specifically, your lips. he raised his hand to your face, caressing your cheek. he could feel you face heat up 100x more. âis this okayâ he asks, you nod in response. you didnât trust your voice to hide how nervous he made you. jungwon starts to lean in, and you freeze. your mind is in a daze as your lips connect with his. you instinctively wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you. you both pull away to catch your breaths, before he immediately goes back in, kissing you with so much more fervor than the kiss before. time seems to go by so slow, and youâre pretty sure your too drunk to register whatâs happening. all that is running through your brain is that you are kissing jungwon, you like it, and you might like him.
âyn?â you pull away from jungwons lips as you hear jakeâs voice in the hallway. jake walks into the kitchen completely oblivious to what had been happening moments before. âoh hi jungwonâ jake says sweetly to the boy, still dazed and completely out of it, only thing on his mind is the kiss you had just shared.âyn weâre about to leave, do you still need a ride home?â jake asks, you nod your head before awkwardly waving to jungwon and stumbling out of the kitchen, jake following closely behind after waving bye.
jungwon gets home, what had happened in the kitchen still occupying his mind. the lingering feeling of your lips on his driving him insane. he didnât know what to do, you had just practically run out of there, desperate to get away from him. his worst fear was that you thought of it as a mistake, and that impulsive decision he made ruined any type of friendship you had before that night. he didnât know what else to do but call jay, the only person who could help him through his dilemma.
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okay is sunghoon like the second lead in calculating hearts? ð€žââïž
he is not ðð i am using him for my big build up bc i wanted to make things a lil interesting yk.. youâll see REALL soon what i mean when i say that lol
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hihi! can i be added to the tag list for calculating love please? iâm excited to see how the story progresses :)
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