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The bus stop lady

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Pairing: Jiwoo(KARD)×fem!reader

Genre: fluff, angst (not really)

Summary: when she falls in love with a stranger but doesn't know a thing about her.

Warnings: homophobic parents but not in detail.

Word count: 3.6k+

Note: happy belated birthday to my amazing friend @veneziamadness 🎉🎉💓💓. I hope you have a better year💓 This fiction is for you from me as a gift💓 I can't do much from here but I am still there for you in your lowest and your highest. I'm sorry that this is a bit late. Anyway, I love you so much!!!💓💓💓

Note 2: gif is by @allofmylovelove 💓

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"Y/n! Come on, get ready soon! You are gonna get late. Last time your boss paid you half of your salary because of your lazy ass!" Y/n heard her roommate, Somin, screaming at her from the kitchen.

She quickly got ready and jogged downstairs and grabbed a piece of toasted bread and her favorite flavored milk from the fridge.

Somin was standing at the counter and looking at her with a frown. "At least eat properly!"

"I can't. If I do, I will be late," her voice muffled as she was chewing her bread. "I'll see you later on!" With that see sprinted out towards the bus stop.

Y/n wasn't the one to be late. She was so punctual with all the schedules. But it changed in the last two years. She would be late for her job every single day. Somin, her best friend, and roommate, always thought that y/n was having trouble waking up but she didn't know that this whole being-late-thing was on purpose.

Y/n reached the bus stop just in time as the bus was about to move. She got in and sat on her usual seat. The same bus would come to the bus stop about twenty minutes before this time. She didn't have a problem with waking up earlier and catching the early bus but then she wouldn't be able to see her—

The bus stop lady.

When y/n moved to this city two years ago for her job, she would catch the early bus and go to her office on time. There was no day that she would be late but it changed after one morning.

"Oh dear, I shouldn't have drunk this much… fuck I'm so late!" Y/n whispered to herself while running towards the bus stop.

She was lucky enough to get on the bus. If she had missed this bus, she would have had to wait for 3:00 pm. Well, that would be too bad.

She was frustratedly looking outside, not liking the fact that she was late for her job. She could already hear BM teasing her. Her thoughts paused when the bus stopped at the next stop.

Her eyes moved along the people waiting or getting up or down from the bus. Of those people, the black and blond-haired lady caught her eyes the most. She had a small but chubby face with big doe eyes that looked so captive. Her full glossy lips were looking so kissable. The lady was biting her lower lip. Her milky and soft skin was shining under the sun's rays that happened to find their way towards her.

Suddenly, the lady looked inside the bus, at y/n. She quickly looked ahead of her rather than looking outside the window. Y/n's cheeks heated up and her heartbeat was dancing. Something about the lady made her feel so warm and fluffy. As if there were some butterflies in her stomach.

…

It has been three days and yet the bus stop lady was roaming around y/n's thoughts. The thing was that she only saw the lady if she went late. This made her curious, the need of wanting to know more about the lady was growing more and more every day.

That's how she ended up getting late for her job every day. Nobody was aware of this. All of her friends and colleagues thought that she was genuinely getting late. Although she was always on time for parties and other events, nobody noticed that much.

The bus stopped at the other stop and y/n's hopeful eyes roamed through the crowd of people. Then she saw her. Her hair was looking different. Other than the black and platinum blond hair, she had blonde hair with some patches of soft colors. She looked like an angel straight from the heavens. The lady looked up and her beautiful eyes made eye contact with y/n and gave a sweet smile with tiny dimples at the corner of her lips. This smile was something y/n fell in love with the moment she saw.

The blood rushed toward y/n's cheeks leaving a soft red blush behind. Y/n gave the lady a shy smile with a tiny wave and looked away.

For the last two years, they have been doing this and nothing. Every working day they would look at each other and blush. This was worth it. If y/n was getting late and her salary was being cut short, it was alright because first of all, she was able to see the lady, and second of all, her job paid her well so it didn't make much difference anyway.

Every time before going, y/n would think of getting off of the bus and talking to the lady. But it never happened. The lady carried too much power over her. Y/n's all confidence and all the pep talk she gave to herself in the shower would drain out the moment her eyes fell on the lady.

Not only that but y/n was scared as well. She was grown in a family where being gay was equal to killing your own family. For a long time, she thought she was straight. But it was weird. Never in her life, had she ever felt a need to be with a guy. After many tries, she stopped finding a man just to realize that she was gay after only a tiny glimpse of the pretty bus stop lady.

The thought of being with a girl was scary. Y/n knew that her parents would never accept them and something bad would probably happen. Her urge to hold the lady in her strong arms and protect her from all the negativity was strong but always shattered when the face of her disappointed family came in front of her vision. Hell, she doesn't even know if the lady is into females or not.

That triggers her anxiety when everyone is asleep at night.

…

A few days later, y/n woke up early and wore a pretty outfit. Her makeup was on point. There was no reason for her to get ready differently that day but her inner feelings were screaming to put effort into that day.

Somin looked at her skeptically. It was a surprise to see y/n looking this fresh in the morning. "So you finally decided to be on time?"

Y/n looked at her friend and nodded without thinking, "mhm."

"You should hurry if you want to catch the early bus," Somin patted her back and poured herself some coffee.

"Oh," she checked the time, "right. I should get going," she grabbed her bag and left.

Y/n wasn't going to catch the early bus. If she did, she wouldn't be able to see the lady. But today, she was rather upset. She had been thinking about the lady all night, tossing and turning. There was no chance with the lady but she still stuck with her routine of getting late just to see the beautiful angel at the bus stop.

She walked way too slowly and missed the bus. Just like she wanted to. She sat there and thought about the last two years of them greeting each other with smiles. The butterflies wake up just like the first time.

Y/n was so curious to get to know the lady. She wanted to know her name and wanted to listen to her voice.

'I wonder how my name would sound when she calls me,' y/n thought.

…

Y/n's head was resting on the window of the bus. She never thought as much as she thought after seeing the lady. When the bus stopped at the next stop, y/n looked where the lady would always sit. But she wasn't there. Her soft lips formed a cute pout while looking outside trying to spot the lady.

She unconsciously gasped when someone patted her shoulder. Annoyingly, she turned around with a deep frown but it changed suddenly into a shocked face. Eyes almost popping out and mouth hanging wide.

There the lady was. Smiling brightly, showing her cute teeth. She looked even more gorgeous from up close. Her pretty eyes were sparkling brightly-

"Hi, mind if I sit here?" The pretty lady's voice was thick and honey-like. Oh, only if y/n's mouth could open more.

"Y-yes," the lady slightly frowned, "I-I mean, no! Please have a seat!" Y/n almost screamed, making the lady laugh sweetly.

Y/n could smell the Chanel perfume that the lady was wearing. It was a heavenly smell.

"It's Jiwoo," the lady said after a moment of silence.

"I-I, y/n," she stuttered.

'Fuck!'

Jiwoo wholeheartedly laughed and placed her hand on y/n's shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. "You look like a lost puppy," she chuckled, "why are you so nervous? I'm just a person."

Y/n chuckled feeling a bit calm, "I never thought I would talk to you…"

"Why not? I have been seeing you for two years. I thought I should take a break from work and meet you." Jiwoo smiled widely. "I always found you interesting," she giggled.

"Ah," y/n nervously chuckled, "I-I—"

"Were you looking for me?" Y/n's face looked shocked. She cleared her throat.

"You were!" Jiwoo quietly clapped like a little child. It made y/n heart warm. She was adoring Jiwoo. "You know what? We should share our numbers and meet up. It looks like you are going to work."

'Dammit work,' "Sure, let's do that," they exchanged their numbers.

"Are you free in the evening?" Y/n thought for a second and nodded her head as yes. "Oh! Great! We should meet up today. I know this wonderful Italian place and they have a special menu today. We should go there," Jiwoo's wide hopeful eyes sparked with the idea.

"Yeah, sure. I would love to go there," Y/n agreed.

The bus stopped at the other stop. Jiwoo got up and looked at y/n. "I'll text you the venue and we will meet at 8… let's consider this as a date," she winked and got off the bus leaving, yet again, shocked y/n.

…

"Ahh, what should I wear!?" Y/n's room was a great mess.

"What are you doing?" Somin came in and frowned at the mess.

"I have to go somewhere for dinner. But I don't know what to wear," she whined.

"Why don't I know about the dinner. I'm going too," Somin clapped her hands before turning around.

"Oh, no! It's only me," y/n scratches her nape.

"Alone?"

Y/n nervously chuckled, "not really."

Somin's eyes widened at the realization. She excitedly got on the bed and sat at the edge facing the closet where y/n was standing. She swung left and right with a grin on her face.

"So…" Somin wiggled her eyes.

"So..?" Y/n looked at her with a pout.

"Who is he?" She teasingly smiled.

"Someone that I know," y/n cleared her throat and turned around to find an outfit.

"Oh come on!" Y/n chuckled. "Just tell me already!"

The thought of not being accepted or being judged scared y/n. It's never easy to come out. Since grade eight, she has been hiding her biggest secret from others. Knowing that her family might kick her out was all a big scary step. But thinking about Jiwoo, she was ready to take the risks.

"Hey, why are you standing like a rock? What happened?" Somin got up and approached her.

It would be a burden to not tell her about this. Y/n gained some strength and said it all, "IamnotstraightIhavebeenwantingtotellbutwelliamgoingonadatewithagirl," in one breath.

Somin stood there dumbfounded, "um, sorry but… come again…?"

Y/n sighed, "I'm not straight." With that, she turned around, avoiding Somin. "I'm going on a date with a girl."

Somin stood there without moving a muscle, too stunned to even wiggle a finger. She wasn't expecting this, especially the quick talk. She didn't have any problem with y/n being gay. But she was just hurt that she didn't tell her about this before.

"Y/n… do you not trust me enough to tell me this?" Somin asked after thinking about it.

"I-it's not like that… You know where I grew up. I feel scared to come out," y/n mumbled.

"Y/n…" Somin held your shoulders, "you don't need to worry about me. As long as you are not hurting anybody or yourself, I'm supporting you," she hugged her. "But let's get you ready."

After a few minutes, y/n was all dressed up. Somin did her makeup and added some nice details to the outfit. It was not too fancy or casual, just perfectly in-between them.

"Ah, you look perfect!" Somin excitedly clapped. "Go and make me proud," she dramatically said.

Y/n chuckled and opened the door, "you won't be disappointed," and left.

…

Y/n's pov

Jiwoo was already waiting for me when I reached the restaurant. I felt bad for being a little late. The guard opened the heavy glass door and a waitress guided me to my seat.

When Jiwoo spotted me, she jumped out of her seat and hugged me tightly, "oh, my God! You look so pretty, y/n!" She exclaimed and helped me sit.

'No! Jiwoo! You look like an angel and I'm nothing in front of you:( also, my name sounds so nice when she says it,' I thought.

"Ah, look at yourself. You look so gorgeous!" I chuckled. The nervousness was pouring into my body.

She lightly laughed and oh, it was so addicting. Everything she did was so ordinary and yet so precious. I didn't want this to end any time soon. I want to devour this moment.

"You are too nice! It's nice to meet you and talk to you. I have been waiting for this day to come," 'Jiwoo was waiting for this day!?' I felt like flying in the air.

"I was waiting too. I never thought that it would come, tbh," I awkwardly chuckled.

"Why not? I knew this would happen. We have been saying hi through the bus window, and one day had to come when we would meet," she looked at me with her big bright eyes. "Did you not want to meet me?" She asked with puppy eyes. I wanted to pick her up and squish her in my hug.

"No! That's not what I mean!... I thought that we might never meet, like, in the end, we have been saying hi for about two years but never talked," I cleared my throat, feeling nervous.

Jiwoo chuckled, "you are so cute. Don't think too much. We are here now, so let's enjoy this," she smiled.

The waitress came and took our order. Everything on the menu was so eye-catching. We ordered a nice portion of food, without feeling weird about the first date thing. Food is food.

"It's nice," Jiwoo said as she looked at me.

"It is! It's a beautiful place," I nodded and looked around.

"No that's not what I mean," she took my hand in her, "'this' is nice. From day one, I wanted to meet you. You are so different from others," her thumb caressed my knuckles.

I was at the loss of words. She was too kind to me. I never felt this way before. I know one thing: I'm in love with her. But today I came to know how it feels to be in love. It's such a dumb yet pleasant feeling.

'I never want this to ever end,' my eyes felt teary.

"I love this too, Jiwoo," her name felt so right when I said it, "I-I really adore you."

Jiwoo squeezed my hand, acknowledging my words, "I know it's too soon but…" Jiwoo looked nervous, "would you be my girlfriend? I know it's too early but we have been acquainted for two years and I can't wait anymore!" She quickly added.

I couldn't help but laugh. She looked too cute to be true, "Jiwoo, I would love to be your girlfriend…" I shyly accepted. "I understand, without talking, I feel way too many things for you. I just didn't have any balls to come up to you and confess," Jiwoo's soft face softened more.

"I hope you will confess those feelings sooner," she smiled.

The food was served and we both dug in. Everything was going perfectly. The food was good. Jiwoo was good… too good.

I felt like I was living a dream. Jiwoo was my dream and now I have it. She was nicer than I thought. Humble, intelligent, smart, caring, kind, and whatnot. There was no perfect person like she was and I felt honored to have her in a way only I could have her.

After we were done with dinner, she suggested that we should get the dessert from the ice cream shop nearby. That's what we did.

We walked to the shop. It was about fifteen minutes away from the restaurant so we decided the walk would be better and the weather seemed to agree too.

As we were going, our hands brushed against each other. It sent shivers down my spine.

Finally, after a few seconds, I gained some confidence and intertwined our hands. Jiwoo quickly held my hand tighter and it felt so warm. I wasn't feeling nervous anymore. She made sure that I felt comfortable around her. She is perfect.

In the ice cream shop, we ordered our ice cream and went to the nearest park to sit and enjoy it. There were many unique flavors so we decided to take two of their famous flavors and share them. We sat facing each other on the bench, legs in a criss cross applesauce position.

We talked and ate our ice cream without realizing that someone was watching. We were lost in our own world.

Jiwoo told me that she worked nearby and lived with her best friend Jseph. And I told her about my job and that I live with my best friend, Somin, and have another best friend who lives a street away, BM. She suggested that we should hang out together and make our friends meet each other. We both were so excited.

As much as we wanted to stay, it was getting too late.

"We should get going," I said after looking at the time.

"Mhm, it's too late. Honestly, I didn't even realize how time passed by so quickly," she whined.

"It's alright. We can meet up sooner!" You stuffed the empty paper bows into the bag and threw them in the garbage bin. "Come on."

Jiwoo held your hand and got up. "Jseph is near from here. He will pick me up in a minute."

"Oh," I nodded. "I will wait."

"Yeah, we can drop you where your car is. We are going the same way anyway," she smiled and sat back.

There was a comfortable silence. The night insects were talking in their own languages. The sound of cars and people talking was feeling nice for once. Being near Jiwoo made me like everything around us. She held huge power over me.

Jiwoo turned toward me and looked at the side of my face. I smiled and looked at her face. Her cheeks looked so squishable. I wanted to gently pinch them. So I did.

I cupped her cheeks in between my hands and squished them. She looked so cute with her lips poking out and cheeks all squished. They were soft as cotton.

Her juicy lips were so kissable. I can not resist her. I brought her face close to mine. Our noses were touching. Her breath was fanning over my face. I didn't make any further move but she did. She closed the distance between our lips and enveloped her against mine.

They felt so soft and spongy. I have kissed many people but this was different. This was all I needed. I moved my lips against her. I felt like I was on cloud nine. How can she be perfect in every aspect? How can I get so lucky that this beautiful lady was mine?

It lasted for a couple of minutes when some footsteps startled us. We separated and took deep breaths and looked where a person was standing.

"Jseph! You scared us!" Jiwoo whined and side-hugged me, keeping her face on my shoulder.

"I-I am sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. Btw, hi I'm Jseph," he greeted and shook hands with me. "Im taking this as a good date," he wiggled his eyebrows at us.

"Hi, I'm y/n," I smiled. "Yes, indeed."

"Come on, let's go. It's too late," Jiwoo got up and linked her arm with mine.

We sat in the car and went to the restaurant parking lot. I got out after saying good nights. I unlocked my car and got in. I locked the doors and started the engine when my phone vibrated in my purse.

I took my phone out and saw some messages from my mother along with a picture.

Mom: *pic*

Mom: now this is happening!?

Mom: I never thought that you would bring this disgrace to our house! You failed me! Don't you dare look in our direction ever again. But if you leave that slut and not be a slut yourself, you are most welcome

Mom: You are just a burden!

"Shit," I whispered after reading her message and seeing my pictures from not so long ago while kissing Jiwoo and enjoying your time with her. My phone vibrates once again. This time the message was from Jiwoo.

Jiwoo: I love being with you. I hope you know I feel much more for you too. I wanna meet you soon<333

This brought a smile to my face. Maybe I should not care what my parents think. They should accept who I am. I must choose the people who accept me. Like my friends and… Jiwoo.

Me: I'm glad you feel that way.♥ We should meet up sooner. How about next Saturday?

.....

Sanaa's note:

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Ahhh, I first time wrote a fem!idol fiction😄😄 this was fun.

The behavior of all the characters is visualized.

@veneziamadness @cheline @jhmylove

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