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who’s that girl!

TWENTY / horrible at dating

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warnings: alcohol consumption, profanity, some angst at the end

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“DID THEY REALLY NEED TO COME?” Yunjin said from beside you, gesturing her head towards your roommates. The three of them were currently trying to pick out a song on the jukebox while you, Chaewon, Yunjin and Sakura sat at the bar top waiting for your drinks to arrive.

You shrugged. “I dunno. They said they wanted to come, and I felt bad telling them no. Besides, they can be fun, sometimes!” You tried to tell her, nudging her arm with your elbow, but she didn’t really seem convinced.

“They’ve been standing over there for, like, ten minutes. How hard can it be to pick a song?” Sakura asked, squinting her eyes at the three boys. They seemed to be deep in conversation as you watched as well, a very heated conversation at that.

“Here let me try to read their lips.” Chaewon offered, then cleared her throat. “Mice fly through the Dunkin’ drive through, when the tide is high. Hey, that rhymes.” She laughed, while the you, Yunjin and Sakura exchanged looks.

Finally, your roommates decided on a song, and began to walk back towards you and the girls. When the first notes of I Want It That Way by The Backstreet Boys began to play, the four of you groaned loudly. In response to the song, you flopped forward, resting your head on the counter and nearly knocking over your drink.

“What?! You guys don’t like this song?!” Beomgyu asked in disbelief, and out of the corner of your eyes, you watched him sit down next to you.

You were quick to shake your head, pushing yourself up on your elbows so you could get a better look at everyone. “It’s not that it’s a bad song, it’s just…”

“It’s definitely a bad song.” Yeonjun grumbled, sitting next to Beomgyu. “For the record, I wanted to play Madonna, but Beomgyu won the Rock Paper Scissors contest.” He picked up his drink and took a long sip, while Beomgyu beamed at his victory.

“This is why you should let us choose the music. Everyone knows women have better music taste.” Chaewon said, and Yunjin nodded in agreement. “Next song is on us!”

They began to engage in some conversation on the topic of music, while you half listened and traced circles around the rim of your glass. It was nice, being out with your best friends and roommates, and seeing them (mostly) getting along. However, it really wasn’t enough to distract you from what was really making you sad.

You didn’t really understand. In your eyes, the date had gone well. The two of you got dinner, then went for a nice walk through the city. You were convinced he was into you, as much as you were into him. But if he was, then why hadn’t he called you? Maybe you had come on too strong and scared him off. Maybe you really weren’t as ready for a new relationship as you thought you were, and it showed.

Whatever it was, maybe it was for the best. You had only broken up with Chenle about a month ago, and you were probably crazy for trying to get yourself back on the dating scene so soon. That didn’t make the rejection hurt any less, though.

Beomgyu must have noticed how quiet and lost in thought you had gotten, as he leaned down to get a better look at you. “Hey, you okay?” He asked, even though you knew he already knew the answer.

“Not really. But I’ll get over it. It’s not like it’s the first time I’ve been ghosted!” You laughed bitterly, picking up your glass to take a long sip and finish it off. He watched you cough slightly at the burning feeling in your throat, the corners of his lips quirking down into a frown.

“If it makes you feel any better, the whole reason I wanted to come tonight was because my ex girlfriend told me I didn’t give her enough attention.” Beomgyu said, shifting his shoulder to bump it against your own.

You looked over at him with a quizzical look. “How is that supposed to make me feel better?” You asked with a laugh.

He shrugged, breaking into a small smile at the sound of your laughter. “I dunno. Just so you know you’re not the only one here feeling like trash.” He glanced down at you, and you smiled at that.

“Oh, well, thanks.” You replied, then took a brief pause. You wanted to ask what made her say that, but you kind of had a small idea of where she was coming from. Even though you had only known him for a month, you remembered your first two weeks in the loft, and how he had basically ignored your existence.

You weren’t going to tell him any of that, though. You could see it in his eyes, and he stared down at the amber liquid that filled his glass that he was already rethinking his past actions enough, just like you had been doing all night thinking about your date with Felix.

It was an awful feeling, trying to peer into your past and find where you had gone wrong. Especially while you were out with your friends, and were supposed to be having fun. So, you had a solution.

“Hey, can you get me two tequila shots?” You asked the bartender as he walked by, and he nodded in response. “There’s no use in wallowing in our own self pity, right?” You turned to Beomgyu, who began to nod.

“I like your thinking.” He grinned at you, eyes flickering down to the bar top where the bartender just set down two shot glasses of clear liquid. You slid one over to him before picking up your own.

“To… Being horrible at dating!” You toasted, raising up your glass for him to bump his own against.

“To being horrible at dating!” He agreed, then clinked them together. You each downed the alcohol, your eyes never leaving his and the smile never leaving your lips.

IT WAS YEONJUN'S IDEA TO GO OUT TO KARAOKE. He had set up an Uber to take the seven of you to some karaoke bar a few blocks away from the bar you had all been at, claiming you just had to keep the party going! So, that was how you'd all ended up renting out a private room, and screaming your hearts out to various songs.

After a very intense performance of Man! I Feel Like a Woman by the one and only Shania Twain with your girls, you collapsed down onto one of the couches in the room next to Beomgyu, feeling completely out of breath.

"Bravo, bravo, you did wonderful, ladies." Yeonjun's words were starting to slur together as he lazily clapped his hands, and Chaewon bent down into a small curtsey.

"Thank you, I'll be here all night." She said with a giggle, then sat down onto Yunjin's lap. Sakura was the only sober one in the room, claiming she had a very important shoot the next day. She was sitting on another sofa at the back of the room next to Soobin, who had fallen asleep.

"Y/N, let's sing Blank Space!" Yunjin suggested, her voice muffled by Chaewon's back pressed against her face.

You gasped at that idea, as though it was the greatest idea you had ever heard in the entire world--it was--and clasped your hands together. "Yes! We have to!" And then you had an even greater idea. "Beomgyu! You said you love Taylor too, right? You should sing with us!"

His eyes went wide at that idea, and he quickly started shaking his head. "No, no, no, that's okay, you and Yunjin can do it. I think I'm starting to lose my voice anyway." He said with a nervous laugh.

"I hope you're not! We still need to do a duet!" Yeonjun scolded him from across the room, and Beomgyu rolled his eyes in return.

You frowned, but shrugged, jumping up and rushing over to the other side of the room where you shoved Chaewon off of your best friend and helped her up to her feet.

The two of you wandered up to the front and pulled up the song, clearing your throats and lifting the microphones to your lips. Yunjin was a great singer, even now when she was drunk off her ass, but you were not that great for someone who loved to randomly sing.

At some point in the midst of your performance, you ended up with your arms wrapped around each other, singing loudly in each other's faces. You were barely paying any attention to the song at that point, more focused on all the fun you were having with your best friend. You were really thankful for your friends for suggesting the night out, it was exactly what you needed.

But, just as you were about to reach the last chorus, your phone began to ring, and you immediately stopped singing and pulled away from Yunjin to dig your phone out of your pocket.

"Hey! Whoever is calling can wait, we're in the middle of something!" Yunjin hissed, trying to grab your phone from you, but you held it far from her and shook your head.

"No, what if it's the president, Yunjin?! Or maybe I won an award? This is very important!" You yelled over the background instrumentals, and that seemed to be convincing enough for her.

You answered the unknown call and held it up to your ear, clearing your throat loudly. "This is Y/N speaking, may I ask who this is?" You asked, then turned to giggle with Yunjin at how stupid you sounded.

"Oh, hi, Y/N. It's Felix!" The voice on the other line made your stomach drop, and your eyes widened so big you thought they were going to pop out of your skull.

"Felix?" You spoke quietly, stepping down off the small platform and retreating to the edge of the room where it was somewhat quieter. As you did so, you passed Beomgyu, who glanced up at you with a confused expression.

"Yeah, hi. I know, you're probably a bit confused why I haven't texted or called, but--"

"A lot confused!" You snapped, though your words were slurring together, and it didn't really come out as aggressive as you'd hoped it would.

"I know, I know! Listen, I know it's gonna sound crazy, but the day after our date, I was out walking, and I accidentally dropped my phone in a sewer grate." He spoke quickly, and you narrowed your eyes at that.

You froze for a second, your intoxicated brain trying its hardest to process exactly what he said, then burst into laughter. "A sewer grate?! You expect me to believe that?" You asked in disbelief.

"I told you it was gonna sound crazy, but I'm serious! I've been so busy all week, I haven't been able to go to the phone store, but I finally went earlier today, but then I didn't have your phone number backed up, so I had to go through all of this trouble to contact someone from the school and see if they could get it, that's why it took me so long! Y/N, I swear, I wasn't trying to ghost you!" He rambled on the other end, and now you were starting to feel bad.

You stood, twisting your foot around nervously as you listened to him. It sounded ridiculous, and completely made up, but there was a hint of desperation in his voice that made you want to believe him. For some reason your eyes landed on Beomgyu, who was watching you from the couch intensely. There was something in his expression that you couldn't quite read, but that was probably just because of the alcohol clouding up your brain.

"So..." You said slowly, diverting your eyes back to the floor. "I didn't do something to make you hate me?" You quietly asked him.

"No, definitely not, Y/N! I really like you! I promise, I had a great time on our date!" He responded quickly, the words basically tumbling out of his mouth. "And... I would love to go on another one."

You bit your lip in an attempt to fight a grin. So you had been right. The date had gone well. It's just, how were you supposed to predict he had lost his phone in a sewer grate, right?

"Hmm... Well, text me tomorrow when I'm not totally wasted, and I'll get back to you, alright?"

"Yeah, okay. Stay safe, Y/N. Good night." You could hear the smile in his voice, and you could no longer hold back your own.

"Good night, Felix."

With that, you hung up the phone, then began to jump up and down and cheer loudly. "Guess what! I'm not horrible at dating!" You announced, practically skipping across the room as you sat back down by Beomgyu. "Looks like that's just you!" You teased him, poking him in the arm, but all he gave you in return was a weak smile.

He slowly turned to look away from you, clearing his throat. "I think I'm ready to call it a night." He said quietly, barely loud enough for anyone to hear him.

"Aw, really? I thought you still owed Yeonjun a duet!" You frowned, looking over at the guy in question, who was barely paying any attention to what was going on. Instead, he was staring at Yunjin, who was still up at the front of the room looking through the list of songs.

"Yep, I'm sure. Let's go." Beomgyu didn't spare you a glance as he stood, picking up his jacket off the arm of the sofa then storming out of the room.

"Wait, what?! Choi Beomgyu, get back here, now!" Yeonjun scrambled to his feet, darting out of the room to chase after his friend.

You sat on the sofa in silence, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened. All night, you'd been totally getting along with Beomgyu, and then after one phone call, he wanted nothing to do with you.

And for some reason, trying to figure out what you'd done wrong to make him mad at you was a lot more painful than trying to figure out why you thought Felix was upset with you.

author's note: omg i didn't meant for this to be as long as it is but ur welcome!!!! anyways poor beomgyu </3 he is gonna have to suffer a bit longer

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who’s that girl!

THIRTY-EIGHT / your feelings

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warnings: none afaik. sorry felix fans.

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TO SAY THAT YOU WERE EMBARRASSED WAS THE UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE YEAR. Looking back and reflecting on the whole of your relationship, it was something short of a miracle that you hadn’t been able to see the signs earlier. However, you also knew exactly why you hadn’t seen them.

You had rushed way too quickly into the whole relationship thing. Especially when your last relationship had lasted two years, then abruptly ended because apparently you stopped being enough, and he felt the need to look outside your relationship to be satisfied. Maybe you should have properly worked through those feelings before jumping into something right away.

Because now look at you! Awkwardly watching your boyfriend chat it up with his best friend who he was obviously in love with, waiting for a chance to ask him to talk. Yunjin was standing beside you, her eyes and thumbs glued to her phone as she was presumably giving your friends a play by play of the whole date. The longer you stood outside the restaurant, waiting for an opening, the worse you felt for dragging her out there in the first place.

Felix must have finally noticed the time, as he wrapped up his conversation with Hyunjin and turned to you, clearing his throat. “The movie is going to start soon, should we go?” He asked, raising his eyebrows at you.

You nodded quickly, pressing your lips together. “Um, yes. But before we do that, can we talk?” You requested, and he nodded. “In private?” You clarified, gesturing your head towards the sidewalk. He nodded again, but his previously relaxed expression contorted into that of confusion.

“We’ll be right back.” You told Hyunjin and Yunjin, giving your friend a soft smile. She must have known what you were planning, as she returned a smile of her own, only hers was much more reassuring.

You walked down the sidewalk, humming to yourself quietly in an attempt to ease your own nerves. Felix didn’t say anything as he trailed behind you, which was very out of character for the talkative boy. You wondered if he knew you’d figured him out, and if he knew what was about to go down. You hoped he knew, it would make this whole thing a lot easier on you.

Once you’d decided you were far enough away from your friends, you wandered close to the side of some brick building, begrudgingly turning to face him. As you contemplated what you wanted to say, you realized you weren’t feeling as sad as you thought you would. Your first boyfriend since Chenle turned out to have feelings for someone else, but you weren’t feeling horribly crushed. It made you wonder if your heart was in the relationship in the first place.

“Y/N? Is something wrong?” Felix finally spoke up, bringing you back to reality. You let out a small hum in response, then shook your head in an attempt to get yourself focused.

“Yeah. Um, I just have been watching you and Hyunjin all night, and…” You paused, unsure how to word this. If you were completely wrong, and he wasn’t in love with Hyunjin, that would be horribly embarrassing. Then again, you knew what love looked like, and you’d just seen it all night, so how could you possibly be wrong?

“And… I was just getting this feeling that you guys are more than friends—or want to be something more than friends.” You whispered, and you half wished he didn’t hear you. But judging by the way his eyes went wide, he definitely heard you.

“Y/N, that’s crazy. I like you! You’re my girlfriend!” He tried to insist, but he really wasn’t trying very hard. He knew he couldn’t convince you of anything else, that you’d already figured him out.

“Yeah, maybe you kind of like me, but you like him more. Yunjin can see it, too, I’m sure that the whole restaurant could see it.” You laughed nervously.

There was a sad look in his eyes as he gazed down at you, trying to piece together some sort of a response. “Hey, don't feel bad. I get it. We can’t help what we feel.” You quickly attempted to reassure him, reaching out to grab his hand comfortingly. “I care about you, Felix, and I want you to be happy.”

“It’s just… What if he doesn’t feel the same way back? And I tell him, and I ruin our friendship for nothing?” Felix asked, his voice wavering as he looked down at your hands.

“Look, I just barely met him for the first time, but after watching you guys tonight, I think it’s safe to say you don’t have to worry about that.” You smiled, rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb.

He sniffled, glancing back up to meet your eyes. “Really? You think he feels the same way?”

“Yeah, for sure. We made Yunjin super hot tonight, and he didn’t even bat an eye at her, he just kept his focus on you all night. He must really be in love if he didn’t feel anything for Yunjin.” You joked, and that seemed to do the trick, as he laughed at that.

But once he was done laughing, a heavy silence befell the two of you. The reality of what was going on must have dawned on him, as he flipped his hand so he was holding yours now. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” He said softly.

“I know.”

“I really do care about you. A lot.”

“I know.” You smiled at him, then pulled him in for a tight hug. “I’ll be okay, don’t worry about me.” You spoke against his shirt, letting him engulf you in his arms.

The two of you stood quietly for a few minutes, just enjoying what would probably be the last time you got to be with each other like this. Breaking up with your boyfriend so he could date his best friend was not how you pictured the evening going, but you couldn’t say you were too upset. Your heart was never in the relationship to begin with, it was doomed from the start. At least, this way you knew he would be happy, even if it wasn’t with you. You would miss his company, but you wouldn’t miss being tied down in a relationship that wasn’t benefiting either one of you.

“You know…” He spoke after what felt like ages of silence. “I think you should give Beomgyu a chance.”

At the mention of your roommate’s name, you recoiled from the hug, looking up at your now ex boyfriend in shock. “Beomgyu? What are you talking about?!” You scrunched up your face, but Felix just rolled his eyes.

“I could tell from the first time you introduced us that he likes you. Really likes you. And, I think that deep down, you secretly like him too.” He grinned down at you mischievously, and you fought the urge to smack his arm.

“I don’t like Beomgyu.” You insisted, feeling a little offended he’d even said it. But, for some reason, as you pondered this new realization that you were now single, and Beomgyu still liked you, you couldn’t help but feel… Excited? No. Absolutely not.

“Are you trying to convince me, or yourself?” Felix queried, and you glared at him for that question.

“I don’t know. Maybe both.” You replied honestly, growing more and more uneasy the more you thought about it. “Well. You and Hyunjin have a movie to go watch, Yunjin and I should probably give you two some alone time… Should we go back to our friends?”

“I guess.” He sighed, and the two of you began to walk. “But, hey, if you do end up giving Beomgyu a chance, would you let me know how things go?”

“I guess.” You echoed, locking eyes with Yunjin. You were not looking forward to relaying everything that just happened back to her, and having to listen to her psychoanalyze your feelings for Beomgyu.

Oh no. Your feelings for Beomgyu.

authors note: what a silly silly chapter!! rip to ynlix… the end of an era… now onto bigger and better things question mark? you will see…

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h00nerz · 1 year

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who’s that girl!

FOURTY-EIGHT / taking chances

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warnings: lots of wanting to die, profanity, some angst, um making out gets kind of intense, that's it afaik

word count: 2.3k

THE HEART WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS. That was something you had discovered over the course of the last couple of days. A week ago, the idea of ever romantically being with Beomgyu sounded ridiculous. Now, the idea of not being with him sounded even worse.

A week ago, you would feel nothing riding in the elevator up to your apartment floor. Why would you? It was just an elevator, the same elevator you rode every single day to the apartment you went to every single day. Now, however, your heart was a mess as you watched the floor number increase until it finally hit 4.

"Are you sure I can't just stay with you for one more day?" You asked Chaewon with a small waver in your voice. "I'll come home this weekend! I just remembered your apartment is closer to the school I'm substituting at!" You lied, which they all obviously knew.

Sakura let out a small laugh. "You're going to be fine, Y/N. You just gotta rip off the band-aid!" She told you, and reached over to shake your arm.

"Yeah, Y/N! Everything is going to work out just fine, you just have to trust in the universe." Yunjin encouraged you, softly rubbing your other arm to reassure you. You let out a soft sigh, allowing yourself to lean into her touch. Yes, she was right, everything was going to be just fine. You were just going to have to live ten feet away from the guy who just rejected you, you would be okay.

The door opened, and you let Yunjin lead you out into the hallway.

A week ago, a walk down the fourth floor hallway of your building was the most normal, mundane thing in the world. But now, it felt like you were walking right into your own funeral. A small part of you had hope that he wouldn't be home, and you wouldn't have to face him just yet, but you knew that was just wishful thinking.

Panic overcame you, and you stopped dead in your tracks to turn and face your friends. "What if he's there? And I freak out and do something stupid? What if he's mean to me? What if I start doing my Miss Piggy impression again and they kick me out? What if--"

"Y/N!" Chaewon cut you off, slapping her hands down on your shoulders to roughly force you down to reality. "You need to relax. Beomgyu is an idiot, but he's not going to be mean. And if he is, you have us three to take care of you, okay?" She put her face right up next to your own, staring at you with big, buggy like eyes.

"Okay. Okay, you're right. I will be fine. I'm being dramatic for nothing." You told yourself, and took deep breaths until you felt yourself start to relax at least a little bit. Finally, you turned back to face your door, and sucked in one last inhale before opening it up.

It took you less than a second to find Beomgyu. He was standing by the couch, next to Yeonjun and Soobin who he was presumably talking to before he entered. He found you immediately as well, his dark eyes growing wide when he did so. You thought your heart was going to explode.

"Oh! Hi, Y/N! Welcome back!" Soobin greeted you, waving to you from across the room. Your eyes flicked over to him, grateful for an excuse to avoid Beomgyu's suffocating gaze. The longer you looked at him, the more you wanted to feel his lips on your own again, and the more painful it became that you couldn't do that.

"Hi." You spoke weakly, stepping all the way into the apartment so your friends could follow you in. There was a heavy silence that filled the room, and a tension so thick one could slice right through it with a knife.

Suddenly, Yeonjun cleared his throat, the noise nearly startling you. "Hey, Sakura, Yunjin and Chaewon, Soobin and I want to show you something really interesting in the kitchen. Right, Soobin?"

The taller boy nodded, and your heart sunk into your stomach when you realized what was happening. You glanced over at Yunjin, hoping she would do something to save you, but instead gave you a wink and followed the others into the kitchen.

You and Beomgyu were now alone in the living room, and you wished you would die right then and there. You couldn't figure out what Yunjin and the others were planning, but you knew you didn't like it.

Like an idiot, you risked a glance at him, and immediately regretted it. You wanted so badly to talk with him like you had before, to have your stupid banter and feel the incurable urge to smack him. But, unlike before, you also wanted to kiss him, to revel in the feeling of his hair tangled between your fingers. You wanted so many things, but you just couldn't have them.

"Listen, Y/N, I--"

"You know what! I think I left one of my bags in the car, I should go back out and grab it!" Before you knew it, the lie was slipping off your tongue, and you were slipping out of the door and back into the hallway. You thought you could do this, you thought you'd be fine facing him after everything that happened, but you weren't.

You could hear footsteps following you, and felt you heart start to race. "Let me help you grab it!" Beomgyu shouted, and you shook your head as you frantically pushed the button on the elevator.

"No-no, that's okay, you should go see what Yeonjun has in the kitchen!" You suggested, a nervous laugh escaping your lips. Thankfully, the doors opened, and you slipped inside the elevator. You began to aggressively push the "close door" button.

"But it's dangerous out there!" Beomgyu was faster than the elevator was, though, slamming his hand in front of the doors so they wouldn't be able to close. You gulped hard, your eyes widening as you realized you just trapped yourself in an elevator with him.

You planned to just stay silent as the elevator began its descent, but thanks to your incredible luck, you felt the elevator lurch, and come to a halt. Of-fucking-course the elevator stopped today of all days. At that point, you wished it would just fall through the building and kill you in the process.

"Are you okay?!" Beomgyu asked in a panic, stepping forward to check on you. But you brushed him off, turning to face away from him.

"I'm fine." You mumbled.

He went quiet, but you could feel his eyes burning holes into you from afar. He wanted to reach out, and touch you, but he held himself back, not wanting to push anything too far. You had hoped to escape the tension that filled your apartment before, but now it was ten times worse.

His gaze dropped to the floor, and you heard him let out a deep exhale. You glanced over at him, watching as he leaned back against the wall of the elevator, looking a bit defeated. "Y/N... I know you don't want to hear what I have to say right now, but... Could you please just let me explain what happened?" His voice was soft, but it still managed to startle you.

"Yeah, I'd love an explanation." You said a bit bitterly, looking away from him. "I thought we liked each other. I thought you liked me. I don't understand why you initiated that kiss if us being roommates bothered you so much. I don't understand why you didn't even try to talk to me before making that choice--which affects both of us, by the way, not just you. I can't figure any of it out, Beomgyu!"

You hadn't meant to go off on him. In fact, you weren't really sure where it had all come from. For the last couple of days, you had been so busy wallowing in your sadness, you hadn't stopped and thought about how angry you were. How angry you were at him, and how angry you were at his stupid excuse, but most of all how angry you were at yourself, for allowing yourself to fall for your him in the first place.

"I just... I feel so stupid." You whispered.

"You're not stupid!" He was quick to reassure you, dashing across the the elevator to grab hold of your hands. "I did like you--I mean, I do like you. I just got scared, because when I told Yeonjun what happened, he got all mad, and told me we shouldn't be together because we're roommates and it'll make things awkward--"

"But why would you even listen to him, Beomgyu?!" You asked him, shaking your hands loose from his own. "You're an adult, you can make your own decisions, you shouldn't let Yeonjun tell you what to do!"

"I know that now! But, he was talking about if things don't work out, and it just got me thinking about what it would be like if things did go South, and honestly, Y/N..." He paused, taking his own turn to look away. "I think I like you more than I've liked ever liked anyone. Which is really fucking scary, because the last time I was in a relationship, I screwed it up and lost her, and the last thing I want is to lose you."

You stared down at your feet, allowing yourself a moment to take in all he was saying. His words had hit you like a truck. In all of your previous relationships, you were always the one to fall first, and the one to fall harder. You were always moving too fast for the others, and scaring them away. But here was Beomgyu, standing in front of you, putting his heart on the line the way nobody before him had.

"I.... I don't want to lose you either, Gyu." You confessed, the nickname slipping out of your mouth out of habit. "And maybe that means we shouldn't be together, and maybe it means we should play it safe and put this fire out before it grows too big..."

He nodded grimly. If that had been your choice, to end things there, you were sure he wouldn't have fought you too much on it. He understood that he messed up, and there was a chance he wasn't going to be able to win you back.

You looked up and finally met his eyes. "But I don't care. I would rather us take a chance, and see where it goes, than try to bury our feelings like they don't exist. Because I think we could be really, really great together, and I think my feelings are too deep to bury, even if we tried. I want us to give this a shot, Beomgyu."

"I want to give us a shot, too."

You weren't sure if you had fully forgiven him yet. You weren't sure if you were making the right choice for still wanting to be with him. You weren't sure if this was going to come back and bite you in the ass later. You weren't sure of much, but you were sure about one thing. And that was how badly you wanted to kiss him again.

So, you did.

You grabbed hold of his cheeks and pulled him down so he was level with you, and pressed your lips against his. You thought of your first kiss, and how amazing it had seemed, but this one was something else. It was like a million fireworks going off at once, or like a dam bursting open. It was something straight out of a fairy tale, where the princess finally worked up the nerve to kiss the prince. It was miles ahead of every single kiss that had come before it.

Just like before, your fingers found their home in his shaggy hair, tugging at his scalp to bring him closer to you. His hands snaked around your waist, his fingertips slipping under your shirt and brushing against your skin. The touch set your skin ablaze, igniting a fire within you that you weren't sure you ever wanted to put out.

Before you have any time to protest, his hand's are hooking themselves under your thighs, and he's lifting you up off the ground. Without his lips ever leaving your's, he's carrying you across the elevator, pushing your back up against the wall so you were now straddling his waist.

"Did I tell you I really like you?" He breathed against your lips, before pulling away to bury his kisses in the crook of your neck.

"I really like you, too." You smiled, a breathy laugh escaping your mouth when you felt his teeth nip at your skin.

You must have been too consumed by his lips to notice when the elevator started moving again, caught completely off guard when the elevator doors opened and exposed your compromising position. In a panic, your eyes flickered to the hallway, baffled to see Felix and Hyunjin standing in front of the door.

Beomgyu dropped you back to the floor, turning to see the two men and sharing a quizzical look with you.

"Uh, hi, what are you guys doing here?" You asked between heavy breaths, trying to calm your racing heart and pretend they hadn't just seen you making you with Beomgyu in an elevator.

Felix stared at you with a bewildered expression. "Um, we made brownies. We were going to thank you for helping us get together." He explained, gesturing to Hyunjin who looked like he had just witnessed the two of you committing murder. "It looks like you owe me some brownies, too."

You laughed softly at his joke, glancing over at Beomgyu who looked a bit confused. But he looked back at you, his gaze relaxing once his eyes met your own. Yeah, you weren't sure if it was the right thing to forgive him so easily, but you didn't care. You knew you wanted to be with him. You felt your lips curl up into a smile.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

author's note: IT FINALLY HAPPENED WOO!!! the stupid people are done being stupid <3 this chapter was so hard for me to write but i think i'm happy w how it turned out!!! only 3 chapters left this is so sad i will miss yngyu sm...

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who’s that girl!

THIRTY-ONE / i’m gonna hit you with a car

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warnings: threats of violence, profanity, kms joke, beomgyu is toxic to yeonjun

authors note: yjyj??? damn that’s crazy. and chaewon soobin fight continues… will it ever be resolved? who knows… btw guys i miss beomgyu sm the bamtori life is So Hard

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who’s that girl!

FOURTY / something like this

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BY THE TIME YOU ARRIVED BACK TO YOUR APARTMENT THAT NIGHT, it was much later than you’d originally intended. Following your (very anticlimactic) breakup, Yunjin had insisted it was the perfect excuse to go out and get absolutely wasted. She’d even tried to get Sakura and Chaewon to join, but they politely declined, leaving it to be just the two of you. So, you followed Yunjin to some random club where she did indeed get wasted, while you weren’t really in the mood to drink.

All you could do was zone out while Felix’s words echoed around in your head. Was he right? Had you really been secretly harboring feelings for Beomgyu this entire time, but been too afraid to face them? After all, it was much easier to convince yourself you were falling for a stranger you met at work than to admit you were falling for your roommate.

You had thought back to the night you’d gone out drinking together, and thought Felix wasn’t interested in you. You had reminisced on the way he made you smile, and laugh, and completely forget about your relationship problems. And then, you had wondered what would have happened that night if Felix never called you. If you never made Beomgyu upset with you, if you had stayed out with him longer…

After that little hypothetical, you did end up having a drink of your own. You were nowhere near as drunk as Yunjin, just buzzed enough to ease your anxiety before it got the better of you. Eventually, you’d gotten tired of sitting at the bar and being overwhelmed by your thoughts, you began dancing with Yunjin in the giant sea of people.

Around 1 AM, Yunjin started trying to climb up on the barstools, and you knew that was the sign it was time for you to go home. So, you dragged a very clingy and very drunk Yunjin out of the club, and into an Uber to take you back to your apartment. You’d thought of just dropping her off back at her own place, but as you watched her breathe on the windows and draw phallic shapes in the precipitation, you knew she was in no state to be alone.

And that was how you ended up leading her down your hallway, attempting to keep her quiet so she wouldn’t wake any of your neighbors. She kept going on about how much she loved you, and how sorry she was none of your relationships worked out, which she seemed to think was sweet of her, but was really more like salt in the wound at that point.

Due to how late it was, you assumed your roommates would have fallen asleep already, so you shushed Yunjin as you flipped through your keys and finally unlocked the door. But when you opened it, you saw the three boys sitting around the coffee table in the living space, playing what looked to be a game of Monopoly.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought! Pay up you fucking idiot!” Beomgyu was yelling, waving some card in front of a very defeated looking Yeonjun. Soobin seemed to be a bit out of it, entranced by the swishing of the wine in the glass he held in front of himself. His gaze drifted over to you and Yunjin, though, then his eyes widened.

“Oh my god! Burglars!” He shouted, leaping up to his feet and nearly spilling his glass, but just as quickly as he’d tensed up, he relaxed again. “Oh, hi Y/N. Hi Yunjin!” He greeted them, and the other two boys finally noticed them.

“Hey, uh, how was your date?” Yeonjun asked, blinking at the two of you. Beomgyu sat quietly across from him, avoiding eye contact with you, which you were actually thankful for.

Yunjin giggled at the question, leaning on your shoulder as she began to remove her shoes. “It was so much fun. It turned out Felix and his friend Hyunjin were in love, so Y/N dumped him, and so we just went out clubbing the two of us!” She explained, singing the last part and nearly toppling over.

“Oh, I thought you guys were joking on Twitter. Sorry, Y/N.” Soobin frowned, and slowly sank back down to where he’d been sitting previously.

“Yeah, really sorry, Y/N.” Yeonjun said, and blinked at the two of you. “So, wait, Felix and that Hyunjin guy like each other? And he didn’t sweep Yunjin off her feet?” He asked, and as he said so, your friend, began to tip over onto you.

She grumbled about being tired, and you let out a soft sigh. “Nope, he did not.” You replied, doing your best to help her stand up. “She needs to get to bed, though, you can ask her all about it tomorrow.”

In that moment, you made the mistake of glancing over at Beomgyu, who coincidentally had finally decided to look at you. Your eyes met, and immediately Felix’s words began to echo incessantly in your mind.

I think you secretly like him too.

You knew he was right when your heart began to pound against your ribcage, begging for you to let it out. You knew he was right when your mouth went dry, and it felt like the only thing that could quench your thirst was a swim in his eyes. You knew he was right when the entirety of your skin was lit on fire, burning red hot just from the split moment of eye contact. You knew he was right when your limbs turned to jelly, and you were struggling to stand.

The realization hit you like a truck—or, to put it more accurately, Yunjin hit you like a truck. The jelly feeling caused your legs to give out, and suddenly you were on the floor with Yunjin on top of you. Your view was obstructed by her hair covering your face, but you could hear the boys scrambling to their feet and rushing over in a panic.

“You’re going to suffocate me!” You coughed out, raising your fingers to brush her hair out of your view. Yeonjun was the first to the scene, lifting Yunjin off of you which finally allowed you to breathe.

Before she could protest, Yeonjun was lifting Yunjin up bridal style, earning him some giggles from her. “I’ll carry her to your room.” He offered, and you were too out of breath to decline his offer. Soobin tailed after him as he carried her off towards your room, while you watched from your spot on the floor.

You laid there for a minute, trying to catch your breath and relax for a minute. But you realized someone was crouched down next to you, and felt your breathing go haywire all over again when you realized it was Beomgyu. He was watching you, waiting for you to be ready to stand, and you felt like you were going to crumble under his worried stare.

“You okay?” He finally asked in a low voice, an amused smile playing on his lips.

You nodded frantically, pushing yourself up to your feet before he could offer to help you. “I’m fine. I work with elementary kids, it takes a lot more than that to take me down.” You laughed nervously, looking anywhere except at him.

“Right.” He nodded, stretching up so he was now standing next to you. “Good to hear. It would suck if you died and we had to go roommate hunting again.” He joked, and you laughed, but you weren’t very good at hiding how awkward you were feeling.

The two of you stood in silence, an uncomfortable tension filling the space between you. A part of you felt like dashing off to your room to check on Yunjin and your two idiots for roommates, but the other part felt glued to the spot in the living room. The paralyzation beat your need to run, leaving you stuck there with Beomgyu.

“So… Bad date?” He spoke quietly, his voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

You shrugged. “Not too bad.” You mumbled, and could have just stopped there, but the little bit of alcohol still in your system pushed you to keep going. “You know, I think I’ve been wanting to break up with him for awhile, but I’ve never had a good enough reason until tonight.”

“Oh? Really?” You stared down at his feet and watched as he inched towards you, your breath catching itself in your throat. “What was wrong with him?”

You weren’t sure how things had gotten so tense so quickly, but you weren’t a fan of it. Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears, and your fingertips were tingling as you resisted the urge to do something you might regret. “Nothing was wrong with him.” You replied with a breathy laugh. “I just… There wasn’t… There wasn’t a spark.”

“Really? The Australian accent wasn’t sparky enough for you?” He asked, which you couldn’t help but giggle at. Out of instinct, you reached up and smacked his arm.

“You’re such an idiot.” You told him, shaking your head at his childish antics.

“Yeah, I know.” You couldn’t see his face, since you refused to look at him, but you could hear that familiar smile in his voice. That filled you with the overwhelming need to see said smile, so before you could stop yourself, you glanced up, finally meeting his eyes.

Just as quickly as it had appeared, his smile dropped, instead replaced by a look of panic. His brown eyes widened, and his cheeks began to redden under your gaze. He cleared his throat, and you felt a bit better knowing he was just as nervous as you now.

“Um, Y/N, you remember that night, when you thought someone was trying to break into the loft?” He asked, a question that made your heart skip a beat.

“You mean the night you tried to jump out the window?” You countered, attempting to feign ignorance.

He rolled his eyes, unable to hide the small chuckle at your comment. “I wasn’t trying to jump out the window. I was just feeling very claustrophobic and—Anyways, that’s not the point, the point is…” His eyes flickered down, where he was flexing his fingers so they were barely centimeters away from your own. “I told you, that I wouldn’t… Kiss you. Not like that.”

“Mhm?” You pressed. You knew what was going to come next, and maybe you should have made an attempt to stop it before things got out of hand, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do that. You wanted to hear him say what you already knew, you needed to hear him confirm it for you. And then you wanted him to do what he should have done that night.

“What I meant was—“

Before he even got the chance to finish the sentence, Yeonjun and Soobin were back from dropping Yunjin off. The tension almost immediately melted away as you stepped away from each other, turning to face your two roommates. You fought the urge to scream at the two of them for interrupting everything.

“Is she always a clingy drunk?” Yeonjun asked, raising his arms above his head to give them a good stretch. “Honestly, it’s kind of cute that she gets like that.”

“Yeah, very cute.” You agreed, too busy lost in your thoughts to fully comprehend what he had said. Then, you let out a long yawn. “Wow, it’s getting pretty late. I think I’m going to go to sleep.”

Soobin frowned. “You sure? We could work you into our Monopoly game if you wanted. We need help taking down Beomgyu’s capitalistic empire.”

You laughed softly as Beomgyu rolled his eyes. “That sounds fun, but I’m really tired. Another night?” You asked, offering them a weak smile.

“Fine, but we’re holding you to that.” Yeonjun told you, pointing a finger at you as he walked by. You nodded in abeyance, glancing over at Beomgyu as he followed his friends. You could tell he was just as annoyed as you by the interrupted moment, a wave of irritation radiating off of him.

Something told you that next time, he wasn’t going to let you be interrupted.

AFTER YOU BID THE THREE OF THEM GOODNIGHT, you wandered back into your bedroom to crawl into bed with Yunjin, who had thankfully been lulled into a deep sleep. You, on the other hand, were not so lucky.

No matter how hard you tried to sleep, any effort you made proved to be pointless. Your brain was running a million miles an hour, replaying the scene that just played out. Where you had been so close to getting actual confirmation of not only your feelings, but Beomgyu’s as well. How were you supposed to sleep now, with those answers being just down the hall from you?

You rolled around in your bed for what felt like an eternity, smacking your pillows in an attempt to get them comfortable, and trying to steal your blanket back from Yunjin, before finally giving up. You’d spend so much time pent up in there, and you found yourself developing an insatiable need to get up and drink some water.

With a sigh, you finally got up out of the bed. You glanced down at Yunjin, just to make sure she was still doing okay, relieved to see she was still fast asleep. You still made an effort to be quiet, though, tiptoeing across the room and opening the door as gently as you could.

You escaped into the hallway, shutting the door to the room that had started to feel more like a prison cell than a bedroom behind you. You allowed yourself to catch your breath for a moment, leaning back against your door and resting the back of your head on it. It wasn’t until you were out of there you’d realized how claustrophobic the room had felt.

Then, your worst fears came true. You watched in horror as one of the doors opposite you in the hallway opened, revealing the person you simultaneously most wanted and least wanted to see. Beomgyu stood there, looking just as surprised as you were to see you.

“Why are you still awake?” You asked him in a low voice.

He shrugged. “I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”

“I just needed some water.” You avoided your real answer, gesturing in the direction of the kitchen.

“Oh.” He nodded slowly, and though it was a bit dark in the hallway, you could still make out his eyes boring into your own. “I’ll let you do that then.” He smiled, then held out his hand as if he was letting you pass.

“Good night, Gyu.” You smiled at him, pushing yourself off the door to leave him there. And you thought that was where it would end, a quiet goodnight with questions left hanging in the air you could address later.

One thing you forgot about Beomgyu, though, was that he was impatient. And there was no way he was waiting any longer to solve the tension between you.

As you walked past, you were surprised to feel his fingers wrap and your wrist, and even more surprised when he spun you around to face him. Without any hesitation, his arm was around your waist, pulling you flush with him while his lips pressed up against your own.

You didn’t understand how you could have been so stupid before. Now that you were here, kissing Beomgyu, you couldn’t figure out how you’d never realized your attraction to him earlier. It was a good thing you finally did, though, because you were unsure how you had lasted this long without kissing him, since it felt like the greatest thing on the whole planet.

He kissed you hungrily, as though he’d been waiting his whole life just to kiss you. His hands were all over, moving from your waist to your cheeks, to your neck, and up into your hair. You had discovered a hungriness in yourself as well, though, tangling your fingers in his long, black locks to pull him closer to you.

You weren’t sure how long the two of you were like that, kissing each other like the other was water in a desert and you’d been dying of dehydration. You were overcome with this overpowering need to have him closer to you, to have him all over you. As your lips moved in sync, you desperately clung to him, never wanting to let him go.

But he let go of you, breaking the kiss between you and instead resting his forehead against your own while the two of you caught your breath. You wanted more of him, you wanted to dive back in, but you somehow gathered the strength to hold yourself back.

“I meant… I meant something like this.” He whispered to you in breaths, and you glanced up at him through your eyelashes to see him staring down at you.

The realization of what just happened hit you like a truck. In the last 24 hours, you’d broken up with your boyfriend so he could be with his best friend, said ex boyfriend made you realize your feelings for your roommate, then you made out with your roommate in the hallway while all of your friends were sleeping.

You were absolutely screwed.

authors note: hahaha 😝 that was crazy 😝 y/ngyu finally making out what???? crazy!!!!! i hope u all enjoy this chapter i was giggling sm while making it

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who’s that girl!

FIVE / miss piggy impression

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AS MUCH AS YOU HAD TRIED TO PLAY OFF YOUR NERVES, you had to admit to yourself that you were nervous as could be about meeting your potential roommates. It hadn’t fully dawned on you until just then that you were really considering living with three dudes. Three dudes who were basically strangers. You were really beginning to regret not letting Yunjin or Chaewon come with you.

With a deep breath, you finally lifted your fist to knock on the door, saying one last mental prayer that you weren’t about to get murdered. There was shuffling on the other side of the door as you stood, tapping your finger against your thigh in an attempt to control your buzzing nerves. And finally, the door opened, revealing a tall, black haired man huffing like he’d just ran a marathon.

“Hi. You must be Y/N.” He greeted with a charming smile, holding out his hand for you to shake. You stared blankly at him, reluctantly reaching out to shake his hand. “I’m Yeonjun. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“No, stop!” A voice called out behind him, then the door was fully swung open to reveal two other men behind him. One of them began to drag him away from you, while the other watched awkwardly. He was somehow even taller than Yeonjun, making you feel like a child standing next to him.

The two continued to wrestle while you and the giant watched, and you began to fear for your safety. “Oh, you can come in.” The giant suddenly spoke up, stepping out of the way so you had full access to the apartment.

Once you stepped inside, you were able to get a good view of the place. It had a lot more space than you had previously imagined, and also a lot cleaner. You wondered if one of them had a girlfriend who regularly came over, that was the only way a place where four guys were living would stay so clean.

“Hey, take off your shoes!” Yeonjun called out, finally getting the other guy off of him and straightening up. “Please.” He smiled, and out of fear for your life, you quickly obliged him. Out of the corner of your eye, you glanced up at the boy Yeonjun had ben wrestling, who was watching you with curious eyes.

Finally, your shoes were off, and the wrestling had stopped. Now, the room was uncomfortably silent as the three of them stared at you, so you decided to clear your throat and break the ice. “Hi. I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself, smiling weakly at them. “Uh, is Taehyun not here?”

“No.” The boy with shaggy hair was quick to answer, frowning at his own response. “Had some kind of ‘gym emergency’? Sounds made up, if you ask me.” He rolled his eyes, and you nodded slowly.

“It’s okay, we’re the ones you might end up living with, anyway, come sit.” The tallest motioned for you to follow him over towards the living area, and the other two tagged behind. You opted to sit in the chair while they piled onto the couch, which made the whole thing feel like some kind of job interview. “I don’t know if I mentioned it yet, but I’m Soobin, that’s Beomgyu, and Yeonjun already introduced himself.”

“Right… Soobin, Beomgyu, and Yeonjun…” You muttered, hoping to make the names stick in your brain. Your gaze jumped around between the three of them, attempting to match their names to their faces.

“Why don’t you tell us about yourself, Y/N?” Beomgyu asked, and he put an emphasis on your name that almost made it sound like he was mocking you. Oh no, you really hoped you hadn’t already made him hate you.

“Um, well, I’m 22. I just graduated college, and I have a degree in education…” You began, then paused, trying to think of what to say next. And then you really regretted what you chose to say next.

“Oh, I just went to New York last week! But then I decided to cut my trip off early to surprise my boyfriend, and—you know in horror films, when a character is about to go into a room, and you’re like, ‘no! Don’t go in there, you’re going to die!’? Yeah, it was kind of like that. Except I wasn’t murdered, I just found my boyfriend of, like, almost a year cheating on me. We were living together! Which meant, obviously, I couldn’t live there anymore. And that’s how I ended up here.”

Yeah, that was definitely the wrong thing to say.

There three of them blinked back at you, eyes widened in horror. Oh, they probably thought you were insane, now.

“Also, I like to sing to myself a lot. A lot.” You tried to break up the tension, but it didn’t really work.

“Y/N, that is so awful, I am so sorry that happened to you.” Soobin said with a frown, and you tried to give him a reassuring smile to ease the mood.

“You know, I know something that will make you feel better.” Yeonjun said, and almost immediately Beomgyu and Soobin began to protest. Before you even had a chance to process what was happening, he was lifting his shirt up over his head, exposing his bare skin for everyone to see. “You see these?” He asked, gesturing down to his toned abs. “This is the LLY. Ladies Love Yeonjun.”

“What did you just say?!” Beomgyu turned to look at his friend with a horrified expression.

“Jar! Now!” Soobin yelled, and Yeonjun frowned.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes!”

You watched as he got up with an annoyed groan, pulling a dollar bill out of his pocket to stick in a glass jar with a sticky note reading ‘douchebag jar’.

“This place has such good lighting.” You spoke up, trying to deter away from whatever had just happened. “Chenle hated light. It’s hard to say his name.” You lowered your head, thinking back to your ex boyfriend for the nth time that day.

“That’s okay. Beomgyu would know all about that, he just got dumped.” Yeonjun said with a smile, finally pulling his shirt back on.

“What? No. I did not get dumped.” He laughed, then his smile almost immediately faded. “Yeah, I got dumped. She dumped me. But that was, like, six months ago! I’m over it!”

He continued to ramble on, trying to convince everyone (read: himself) that he was moved on from his breakup, and you took the opportunity to get a better look at the loft. It really was a nice place, especially for the price Taehyun had told you. And even though the guys were a bit… Weird, they weren’t too bad.

“Hey, could you guys show me to the bathroom?” You asked, hoping for a place to frantically text your friends free from their presence.

Once you decided you’d done enough hiding in the bathroom, you finally came out to see the three of them standing in the hallway, turning to look at you in surprise like you’d caught them deliberating on something very important.

“So…” You started, crossing your hands in front of you. “I really like this place. I would love to move in.”

“Hang on, hang on.” Beomgyu started waving his hand at you. “I just feel like we still barely know anything about you. We can’t have a stranger moving in here.”

You nodded slowly, understanding his point. “I get it. Um, I really like arts and crafts, I do a lot of sewing. One of my friends, Yunjin, she works at a coffee shop and can get us free coffee if we want. Oh, and Chaewon, she knows all about movies, she could recommend us some good ones. And Sakura, she’s a model—“

“A model?” Yeonjun quickly cut you off, a grin spreading across his lips. “How soon can you move in?”

authors note: omg first written chapter!!! and y/n is moving in woo!!! officially entering roommates era yass!!! i’m so excited to rly get into this smau

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