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Those Eyes Chico ༓ myg (m) | chapter one

✑ Summary: As the new marketing director for Min Yoongi’s upcoming D-Day album & tour, you’re expected to bring your expertise to the table. This shouldn’t be a problem—you’re the best in the business and you’re used to drawing a strict line between your professional and personal life. But what happens when the lines you’ve fought to keep as separate blur for the first time?

pairing: idol!yoongi x plus size!poc!reader

genre/AU: angst, fluff, smut, slowburn, coworkers2friends2lovers, winter setting, forbidden love,

word count: 6.5k+

warnings: oc is 28, Yoon is 30, oc is not originally from South Korea, oc has light brown eyes, swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of anxiety, panic attacks, body insecurities, fear of being blacklisted, emotionally restrained yoon, unstable parental relationships, conservative parents, rude Hybe executive that should be fired, bestie!tae is wonderful support 🥹, and cute yoon and oc interactions bc yeah....its thier first time actually meeting so it must be cute!

now playing: Sweet Dreams by The Last Shadow Puppets

a/n: YAHHH chapter one!! Ok i apologize if the meeting is so long and drawn out...I really tried to make it fun but so much info is needed too haha. Anyway this series is dedicated to my wonderfully crazy friend and sorta beta, Gloom @theuselessdaydreamingidiot, and to all our fellow Yoon lovers bc we miss our sweet man SO MUCH 🥺 Enjoy! 🥰 Also huge thank you to @itaeewon for designing this beautiful series header! Love it!!

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Winter in Seoul feels like stepping onto the set of your most beloved holiday film.

As the brisk air wraps around you, delicate snowflakes gather atop your head, urging you to cocoon in your finest wool trench coat. Yet, despite the chill, the sight of frost-bitten trees basking in the morning's golden rays offers a source of warmth and delight. Perhaps the most radiant tree of them all is the towering Christmas tree that sits proudly in the heart of the city. Adorned with shimmering red and gold baubles, the giant evergreen catches the eye of every person that walks by–both tourists and locals alike.

Nearby shopping malls buzz with holiday fervor too as shoppers scour for treasures, couples engage in friendly competition to find the ultimate gift, and children line up to take their picture with Santa. But the best part is when night falls. The whole city comes alive with joy and laughter as loved ones meet one another on the ice-skating rinks, while karaoke bars echo tipsy renditions of timeless songs sung by overworked professionals, each with a bottle of soju in hand.

Yes, Seoul is a place for making memories and you’re in the thick of it.

Having been in the city for three years, one might assume you’ve become well accustomed to the energy of the season. You've really grown to love it here. But adjusting to the new environment is still proving to be a challenge, the most outstanding being the prevailing beauty standards.

Massive billboards featuring stunning models serve as constant reminders of the type of beauty one should aim to achieve as you commute to work. Impossible to miss are the shining examples themselves – iconic k-pop groups Seventeen, Red Velvet, EXO, BlackPink, Mamamoo, TXT, and of course BTS plastered on the side of every flat surface imaginable. You’re not exactly complaining about that aspect as you’ve helped design a good handful of them as a top marketing and advertising professional. But the strict image of what constitutes a beautiful and worthy individual weighs on you more than you’d like.

While a conventional body type isn’t what you’ve been given in this life, you don’t consider yourself to be completely unattractive either. Having high cheekbones, a strong jawline, striking light brown eyes, good enough ass, and a full chest shouldn’t classify as undesirable. Still, you wish you’d adopt this more body positive mindset rather than your current overthinking one. It’s easier said than done, being that you not only see idols everyday on the streets in digital form but at work as well.

You continue further into city until a set of tall, glass doors meet you mere steps away. You tilt your head back to catch the name of the skyscraper before nearing the building’s sturdy, silver handle.

BigHit Music.

Feeling its cool metal under your fingertips, the door swings open with an easier pull than imagined to welcome you into the bustling lobby. You feel a rush of confidence return to you upon entering– this is your domain, this is where you truly shine.

“Did you get the files I sent to you?”

The woman nods her head in affirmation while sweeping a few pieces of her long, silky hair behind an ear. To strangers, she appears to look about 24 which is only four years younger than yourself but nonetheless she’s the same age as you. Hei-Ran is her name, meaning “graceful orchid” according to Korean translation.

Hei-ran is one of Hybe’s newest hires and based on her experience, a near perfect fit to being South Korean boy group Tomorrow X Together’s new marketing manager. Until about three months ago, this had been your job.

You never imagined giving up the position after three years of working in the role. But with December right around the corner Hybe had other plans for you.

"Graduated summa cum laude with a bachelors degree in BTech in Electrical and Electronics Engineering and a MBA in Marketing from NYU Stern. You worked two years as a brand manager for U.S record label Atlantic Records immediately after graduating, and are now working at BigHit Music as a marketing manager for TXT including liaison with their global marketing team.”

You recall Bang PD's voice vibrate in the back of your mind from mid-August. You thought you were called into his office to discuss details of TXT’s latest promo, so having your resume read back to you was a sweeping curve ball. Your determination must have far exceeded the heaviness you felt in your chest because before you knew it you, you were shaking hands with your boss in acceptance of your role – the new marketing director for Min Yoongi’s upcoming D-Day album & tour.

The tedious knot that’s formed in the nape of your neck reminds you that as surreal as the situation might be, it’s undeniably real.

Months spent drafting a comprehensive marketing proposal for D-Day; often until the wee hours of the night, inevitably takes its toll on even the mightiest of warriors. An entire new team of fifty people, all of who you’ll be in charge of orchestrating for the next eight months, doesn’t provide much to relief either.

You’re excited nevertheless. Working with one of the most respected artists in the music industry is an opportunity you couldn’t let slip by, especially since the album’s rock-inspired genre aligns closely with your own music taste.

“Thank you so much for helping me get settled __,” Hei-ran’s gentle voice returns you to the present. “I appreciate the time you’ve taken these last few months to train me despite the tight deadlines you have.”

Smiling, you shake your head. “It’s no problem at all and if there’s anything you need in the future, feel free to give me a call or stop by my office.”

“On the 16th floor right?”

“1656A. Take a left off the elevator and walk to the end of the first hallway. The door on the right is mine.”

Referring to any room on the 16th floor as your own is something you don’t take lightly. For one the offices are double the size of any other office spaces in the building. Yours in particular has a giant skyscraper window draped with heavy white curtains. Secondly, the floor above is the 17th floor which is exclusive to Hybe artists only.

"How's the proposal coming along, by the way?" Her curiosity is palpable, genuine in its nature. You’ve always appreciated that in an individual.

“It’s done,” you respond. “Only thing left to do is to prepare for our meeting with C-suite executives next Monday. It’s nearly perfect as is, but the presentation could use a bit of refining in terms of organization.”

Hei-ran is silent for a moment longer than usual before her next inquiry, which is undoubtedly the question on both of your minds. “I can't help but wonder what it'll be like to meet him for the first time,” she muses.

You don’t bother asking for clarification on who the “him” is; you’re already well aware that it’s Min Yoongi. The same subject has managed to intrude your own thoughts more and more as the date of meeting him draws closer. It's peculiar honestly, considering you’ve encountered him before.

Granted, it was only a small handful of times the hallway, both heading in opposite directions. Min Yoongi typically greeted you with a hoarse 'Good Morning' those instances, along with a curt nod of his head. You would nod back with a brief 'Morning' yourself. Deep down you feel he'd make a quality friend, though it's only a premonition. It’s not like you actually know much about him beyond those small exchanges.

"I'm not sure what to expect, honestly," you admit. "I imagine it'll be similar to previous professional collaborations—composed, focused, and intense. D-Day is poised to become a global sensation for the next year, so it's going to need our full, undivided attention."

Hei-ran gives a knowing nod. “Good luck __,” she wishes you well as you head towards the elevator doors. Breaks over, back to work.

After another late-night prep session for Monday’s D-Day proposal, you trudge through your apartment door well past 8:30 pm with an empty stomach and a throbbing headache. Good news is that your graphic design team seems to be well on track with their album mockups ready to present.

The same can’t be said for your U.S. promo team however, who required additional guidance on their projects. The social media team was in a similar boat. Somehow several of their members lost track of time and were convinced the proposal was still two weeks away.

Despite the hiccups, you managed to tie up the loose ends, but it meant that none of you got to leave early.

When you finally get to curl up in your fluffy sofa, a loud, exasperated sigh leaves your lips. Your lids flutter shut too as you rest your head against the soft cushion. Silently, you make one last mental rundown of all the tasks you checked off today.

Did you miss anything?

D-Day is the most crucial project you’ve ever taken charge of—you need it to be flawless.

When nothing pressing comes to mind, you grab the tv remote from your dark oak coffee table and aimlessly flip through the channels. You’ll unwind for an hour and then call it a night.

Ten minutes into an episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine and the light chime of your phone's notification bell catches your ear.

Tae 💚: Haven’t heard from you all day. Everything alright?

Taehyung, your best friend. You smile fondly at his message as your thumbs hover over the reply button. He's always checking in on you. You and Taehyung have been friends ever since you first moved to Seoul and started working at Hybe. You didn't expect your friendship to become this strong, but both of you are sociable individuals, which led to discovering several unexpected commonalities. One of those is a shared love for jazz, which has been one of your all-time favorite genres for as long as you can remember.

You: yeah, I’m good. Just tired. Been working on D-Day's proposal for months and finally got it fully prepped for.

Tae 💚: Well, that's amazing news! You feel good about it?

You: I don't know. I’m definitely ready for this project but I’m also starting to feel a little burned out. The proposal is only the beginning you know, and it's already taking the wind out of me.

Tae 💚: Sorry to hear that 😞 I'm sure it must be draining, but I also know this is your territory. No one is more fit to head this project than you. Everyone thinks so. How about you take the weekend to rest?

You: Yeah...I'm watching B99 rn

Tae 💚: B99?! Without me?

You can't help but giggle. Somehow over the course of three years you've roped your best friend into becoming obsessed with your mindless sitcoms. You've done more than a handful of binge watching together, until all hours of the night.

You: Wanna come over for an hour?

The company might be nice.

Tae 💚: Be there in 20 🏃

Your door bells rings exactly twenty minutes after you and Taehyng finish exchanging texts. He's so prompt it scares you sometimes.

“Hey.” His deep, baritone voice greets you first, along with a friendly hug. Taehyung slips his snow covered boots off upon entering your apartment and hangs his wool jacket on your coat rack. His limited edition Gucci scarf is next. Taehyung loves the winter as it’s the time he can wear his most luxurious clothes.

“What’s this?” You peak inside a brown paper bag that Taehyung has conveniently set on your kitchen countertop. He flashes you a playful grin and gestures you to open it. Naturally, you're suspicious but it all washes away when a new, unopened bottle of whiskey presents itself. “Oh my god, you didn’t!" You swat his arm in a rush of excitement.

“I had to!" Taehyung opens a kitchen cupboard and grabs a glass from the top shelf. He's been in your apartment enough times that he’s grown comfortable with your place. That and he's also your best friend.

"With all the recent events you've had going on, I think it calls for a celebration." Taehyung expertly pours you a glass of the smooth, rich liquor and offers it to you.

“Thank you, Tae," you say, taking the glass from his hand. "Come sit down. Jake's about to sing I Want It That Way with the police lineup.” Taehyung pours himself a glass of Pinot Noir and follows your lead.

After about forty minutes of sitcoms and booze with your best friend you begin to feel yourself relaxing. Whatever challenges lies ahead, you know you'll be able to handle them one whiskey at a time.

All stream of thought is interrupted when your phone dings off again. It's now half past 9, who on earth is trying to reach you?

Fuck.

You tighten the grip on your phone as soon aa the message appears. Taehyung, previously occupied by the end credit scene, catches the sudden shift in your demeanor and calls your name but he's inaudible to you.

Mom: It’s been almost two weeks since we last heard from you. We know you're busy but your father and I want to know if you’ll be coming home. The holidays are coming up right? Why don't you use some of that time to come see us? There's someone we want you to meet.

"__, who is it?" Taehyung's voice manages to break your intense concentration.

“Just my mom.” You answer briefly, still averting eye contact.

“What’d she say?”

“She wants me to come home for the holidays.” You shut your phone off in an effort to calm yourself.

Unlike Taehyung your relationship with your parents has always been rocky. Expectations are set high from birth and you never see eye to eye. Likely, the only accomplishment that's earned genuine praise from them was when you accepted your initial job proposal with Hybe. A respectable career is only second to health to them after all. Your father was more torn with the news that you’d be moving hundreds of miles away than your mom however, not that you’re surprised.

Of course while having a healthy and respectable career is priority for your parents, there is no mistake that their greatest wish is to see their daughter married. A stable man with ample resources to provide her a secure home and healthy children is preferable.

You love your parents and you'll always be there for them, but you must admit that their traditional outlook is one you can never live up to. They tried setting you up dozens of times before, and tonight's request to have you come home "for the holidays to meet someone” is simply another attempt to marry you off.

Yes, you would like some sort of companionship in your life and you hope if you find it that they’ll approve. But giving your hand in marriage to the first notable suitor isn't your forte. You consider yourself to be an independent woman with a tender heart, and you'd rather be single for the entirety of your life than be forced into another obligation.

Preserving your independence is highly important to you. So no, you draw the line when it comes to relational affairs.

If only you could be firm and repeat all the above to them aloud, rather than within your own head— if only.

“So are you gonna go?"

You don't respond immediately, still weighing out your options. "Not sure," you murmur. "I don't really want to but maybe I should. I haven't gone home to see my parents since last year."

Taehyung recognizes the growing tension in your voice as well as the flushed expression playing on your face. He wishes he could take it all away but instead he moves closer to your side of the sofa and lets you rest your head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He's silent for a moment before continuing. "Why don't you tell them you can't go because of work? There must be a number of things you'll need to get ahead of for Yoongi's album."

"True. But it's too easy, they won't buy that. I have to go."

"What if you say I invited you to celebrate with my family this year? We're going to a nice, cozy cabin a few hours north of here for Christmas."

The offer is temping and you know he means it but it's also not enough.

"No," you reject. "They'll think we're dating and ask to meet you."

"I'll do it!" Taehyung's voice lifts into a more playful tone, earning a soft chuckle from you.

"Very cute Taetae, but no. Neither of us are going to say 'that was a good idea' in the end, trust me. I'll have to make this decision on my own."

Taehyung grimaces slightly at your last choice of words. "I really think you should consider telling them you can't due to a full schedule. We don't get that much time off at the company any way. Don't your parents live at least 7-10 hours away? Come on, spend the holidays with me and the guys. Plus, it'll be my birthday soon. I want you there at my party."

When you look at your best friend to gently scold him for not so sneakily using the guilt tripping technique, he's pouting. Like a baby. Not even you can resist him with that face on.

"Fine. I'll think about it."

"Good," Taehyung chirps and snatches the tv remote to flip through episodes of Brooklyn Nine-Nine. "I want you to be around those closest to you, especially around the holidays. You're my badass best friend who deserves more than some stupid forced marriage to a guy with an unhealthy alpha male complex. Should we top the night off with one more episode by the way?"

You nod and Taehyung hits play on the remote. "Thank you," you coo, feeling a tad better.

The weekend is a blur at best and you’re back at the office before you realize. Of course this is no ordinary work day however, given that today signifies the day you officially start work as D-Day’s marketing director. You’ve been perfecting every detail of the proposal like a madman since the beginning, meticulously obessing over every element. Your new team members must have a pretty eye-opening understanding of what it’ll be like having you as a lead for the next year–you pity them to be honest.

Between your fingers clutches a small tube of lip balm, berry flavored with a faint tint to match. You love chapstick for some odd, inexplainable reason and you felt the need to apply a generous amount of it on your lips for good luck.

“No one’s here yet,” Yi-joon, one of the members of your graphic design team, speaks first upon stepping foot into your assigned conference room. Others hum, unsurprised. Being the ones leading the presentation, you’d be startled if anyone actually arrived beforehand.

A grand mahogany table, seating up to 14 individuals, boasts itself to you in the middle of the room with every chair lined in genuine black leather. Traditional seating arrangements have one chair at the head of the table, but today’s meeting has two, both positioned to face the wide presentation screen at the opposite end.

Undoubtably, they’re reserved for Bang PD and Min Yoongi.

A momentary shiver courses down your spine, yet fades quick when one of your team members asks if anyone's seen the remote to the projector. There’s no time for nerves to be acting up, you remind yourself calmly. Only 15 minutes remain until every C-suite executive in Hybe congregates into the room.

With a composed demeanor, you swiftly gather your thoughts and respond, "Try checking inside the podium. It's likely close by, but if not, we can always power it on manually." You then start delegating tasks to the rest of your team, mentally rehearsing key points of the proposal between each instruction.

Time appears to have vanished in the blink of an eye because in a matter of seconds a gentle breeze slips through the conference door, accompanied by the arrival of several Hybe executives. You offer a polite "good morning," which is briefly reciprocated as they take their respective seats around the conference table.

You count twelve at the table in total, including your own team.

"Sajangnim should be here in about–"

Hybe's Chief Finance Officer doesn't get to finish his sentence when an older gentleman in a freshly pressed suit walks through the door, fully immersed in conversation. The person following close behind him is none other than the man of the hour himself–Min Yoongi, fitted in a clean white dress shirt that's unbuttoned at the collar and sleeves rolled to the elbows. His soft, raven hair falls gently in front of his eyes, framing his face a little too well.

Unexpectedly, both your gazes shift from Bang PD and onto one another. His dark, intense eyes pierce through you as they observe you from the opposite side of the room. You're certain he recognizes you from your previous shared encounters, though you don't have the slightest clue what he's thinking. Min Yoongi has been known to be many things, but an open book isn't one of them.

He then walks in your direction until he's directly toe to toe with you for the very first time. Completely against your wishes, you feel all the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand straight. You've never officially met before.

"It's nice to finally meet you __-nim. Those nods we give each other in the hallway hardly count as a proper introduction." He extends a hand to you, offering you a sturdy handshake which you accept.

"Absolutely, it's a pleasure to meet you as well Min PD-nim," you say, smiling warmly. "I'm looking forward to working with you on your new album. I truly appreciate the opportunity."

For a split second, Yoongi allows his professional demeanor drop. "I should be the one thanking you. You'll be the one leading this whole operation right? So I'll be in your care."

You want to respond with gratitude, but you're not given the chance due to an authoritative voice speaking up from behind.

"Min PD-nim," Hybe's Vice President calls out to the man in front of you, requesting his attention.

Yoongi is hesitant to leave you mid-conversation but you assure him that it's alright. "Please, feel free to take a seat," you offer. "The presentations will begin soon."

A small, subtle smile graces Yoongi's lips before he turns around to take his seat beside Bang PD at the head of the table. He engages in small talk with Hybe's Vice President who's conveniently seated across from him. Yet despite their conversation, he's only half focused; his eyes repeatedly wandering back to you. At this point, however, you've already stopped looking at him.

"Good morning, all," you address the room when the time comes to commence the meeting. "We'll be getting started now that everyone's here. I'm sending down samples of the album design our graphics team has created for D-Day. Please pass them along." You hand the stack of copies to Hybe's Chief Technology Officer who smiles courteously.

"On behalf of my team and me, I want to thank you for joining us today to discuss our marketing strategy for Min PD-nim's upcoming D-Day album. Our agenda will be as follows," you guide everyone's attention to the presentation board, which provides a rundown of all the points you plan to cover for the remainder of the meeting.

"Let's begin with introductions. My name is ___ ___, I hold a Bachelor's degree in Electrical and Electronics Engineering from NYU Stern, as well as an MBA in Marketing. Over the past five years, I've worked in the music industry as a marketing manager. Three of those years were spent here at Hybe. The recent promotional campaign for TXT's The Chaos Chapter was lead by my previous team and me, resulting in a positive return on investment. Now, with a new team, I aim to achieve similar success with Min PD-nim's D-Day album."

Once you finish your introduction, you introduce each member of your team. This is soon followed by a brief introduction from each c-suite executive.

The whole room falls silent when you begin diving into the bulk of the proposal; every measurable objective, goal, and market analysis is shared for D-Day. When it comes time to present the brand guide and album design, you invite your graphics team to speak.

"You'll notice that we have two versions of Min PD-nim's albums on the sheet in front of you," Yi-joon refers to the mockups you handed out earlier. A few executives nod quietly as they study the proposed album packaging while Yoongi leans over to Bang PD. He's whispering something but you're far to distant away to hear. His expressions aren't telling either.

Does he like it? Does he not? You don't know.

Nevertheless, you give a subtle smile to Yi-joon as encouragement to continue.

"We've opted for a sleek, pitch-black design for the first version, and a dusty brown for the second. The first version symbolizes the past, characterized by societal expectations and internal struggles, while the second represents the present and future, conveying a message of liberation. To complement these themes, we've selected a bold and daring font to exude the album's transparency. This design consistency extends to the album's contents; for instance, lyrical cards will reflect the respective color and style of the version they belong to."

Hybe's Chief Marketing Officer appears to be in approval with the entirety of the plan so far, yet it's short lived when a low voice interrupts.

"I think the vision of album's design aligns closely with mine, so I like what I see in front of me." Yoongi pauses and places the mockup on the table. "There's one aspect that I'd like to discuss in hopes of some insight however. I've been mauling over it for a while now."

"I'll do my best to–" Hybe's Chief Marketing Officer opens his mouth to respond yet closes it immediately when he notices Yoongi's gaze sharply shifts to you. It's a signal that it's your insight he specifically requests.

"Please go on," you reply.

"Regarding the name under which the album should be released, should it be 'Agust D' or 'Suga'? I'm personally biased towards Agust D because it holds more weight for me. It's close to my heart and the stories I have to tell as Agust D are heavier than those of Suga, right? The D even stands for Daegu, my hometown where I grew up and where my parents still live. Suga on the other hand is my stage name, which I have some identity in as well."

You don't answer immediately, preferring to carefully process everything he's said. Your team has already proposed to release the album under 'Agust D', yet he makes a valid point that 'Suga' is also a part of him.

"I understand that releasing the album under 'Suga' has its merit. However, I still support the original idea of releasing it under 'Agust D'. As you've mentioned, the name carries a deeper meaning, evoking memories, emotions, trials, and tribulations. I'd also like to emphasize that by releasing D-Day under 'Agust D', you can showcase who the real Agust D is. The collaboration with IU in People Pt. 2 already has you one step in that door."

Like you, Yoongi considers your words cautiously, weighing them in his mind. "Thank you ___-nim," he finally speaks. "Your perspective is reassuring. We'll proceed with releasing the album under 'Agust D'.

Following your short discussion, the graphics team continues presenting their design materials. Minor comments are made by Hybe executives, but Yoongi doesn't comment again until half-way into the social media segment.

"Why do we need to schedule this many Weverse Lives? People might get tired of seeing my face after so many in a row. ARMY will read, 'Min Yoongi started a live' and say to their friends, 'This is the fifth time in a row, is he in love with his own voice or something?'." His joke sparks a light in the room as Bang PD gives a chuckle.

"I don't think that's going to be an issue for you Yoongi," he replies. "Don't you know the strength of your own fanbase?" Bang PD's statement is undeniable. Everyone in the room is well aware of Min Yoongi's international fanbase who willingly stay up all hours of the night just to catch a glimpse of him. In fact, rather than seeing less of him, they hope to receive his live notifications more, as Yoongi isn't as active on Weverse as other idols.

It's clear that compliments like these aren't easy for Yoongi to take though, judging by the flushed look that subtly sweeps over his face. You'd react the same way to be honest.

"If I may Min PD-nim," you speak up, deciding to offer an alternative plan. "Leveraging Weverse Live to help promote D-Day will draw significant international engagement. We know that time differences pose to be a challenge which is why we proposed an increase of live sessions per week. However, we understand that going live this often might be exhausting. Would you consider reducing the frequency to once or twice a week instead?"

"I'm open to once a week but didn't we film the 'Suga: Road to D-Day' documentary for a similar reason? Won't it be too much to add more than two Weverse Lives throughout the entire promotional phase?" Yoongi's challenge is met with an unanimous hum of support from his fellow executives. You'd feel intimidated if you didn't already have a justification mapped out.

"The objective behind releasing 'Suga: Road to D-Day' on Disney+ differs from that of Weverse Lives," you rebuttal confidently. "While the documentary presents a structured behind-the-scenes view of D-Day's development, the Lives focus on building hype among your existing fans who know you well, will spread the word to their peers, and will likely pre-order the album. As you're aware, Lives are more personal and stripped down, allowing your fanbase to feel closer to you."

Thinking of no further objectives, Yoongi, still somewhat unsure, accepts your suggestion. "Once a week will be fine then. While we're still on the topic, do we know when 'Suga: Road to D-Day' is set to release on Disney+?"

"Our digital marketing and promo team will be reviewing the specifics of that soon," you inform. "Right now we have the documentary releasing April 23 of next year. The poster for the film will release a week and a half earlier on the 12th."

Rather than furthering the discussion, Yoongi sends an understanding nod your way which allows the social media team to resume their portion of the proposal. Recording more Weverse Lives than usual remains a pain point for him, but he's willing to move forward if it means connecting with his fanbase.

Alast, after what seems like three hours of social media; followed by financing & budget talk, the last team to present their material takes lead of the meeting.

"We'd like to provide a timeline for D-Day's promo schedule as a way to wrap up today's proposal," So-hyun from your digital marketing and promos team explains. "Promotions will begin April 10, 2023 and will run until April 25th. During this time the album's track list, concept photos, MV Teaser, and official MV will drop. As far as concert schedule, we're proposing April 26-June 24. These dates include U.S, Asia, and Korea Tours."

"We might need to rethink concert dates but for now I'm on onboard." Yoongi remains brief in his interjection, allowing So-hyun to continue.

"As far as other marketing channels, we plan to implement both print and digital methods including billboards, banners, paid search ads, and YouTube. We'd also like to reach out to a variety of magazines like Rolling Stones Magazine for interviews. If we want to extend our global reach even further, we can book a time slot on the Jimmy Fallon Show. Bare in mind that if we go this route, we'll need to decide fairly quick, as slots are in high demand."

You notice Bang PD whispering amongst Yoongi and his Chief Finance Officer when Jimmy Fallon is mentioned. Yoongi seems the least interested. Perhaps he isn't fond of being front and center of talk shows, you guess.

"When will we need a decision for the Jimmy Fallon Show?" Bang PD inquires for the group.

"No later than three weeks from now," So-hyun answers. "It's a tight deadline but it can been done if we get the official go."

Bang PD directs his attention to Yoongi who's chosen to be silent in this conversation. "What do you think, Yoongi? It's your call."

"Maybe," he says, "give me a day or two to think on it."

Another ten minutes of productive overview with your promos team pass and soon, you're standing up to adjourn the meeting. You have to admit that out of all the proposals you've given in your career, this goes right to the top.

Your team was phenomenal today, and despite the the fact that several Hybe executives are biting at the bit to finally go on their lunch break, you feel confident that everyone is leaving on the same page.

"Min PD-nim."

You're ears inevitably pick up the conversation in front of you as you make your way out of the conference room. Yoongi and his Chief Financial Officer are running through some quick numbers only a few steps steps ahead, but with everyone simultaneously rushing in the same direction, neither must have realized you were within earshot.

"There's no doubt that she's good at what she does," Hybe's Chief Financial Officer continues. "Still, it's hard to believe that she's only 27 or 28. A person should take better care of themselves don't you agree? Like our Eunchae for example."

If there was a way to erase what you just heard, you'd do so, because in an instant, all previous successes you felt from today's proposal shatters to the ground. You're no stranger to receiving these sorts of comments about your appearance, yet it leaves your confidence fleeting, along with any amount of resilience you've built.

Blinking back the tears that threaten to spill, you exit the conference room the first chance you get. You have no desire to stick around for Yoongi's reply.

Not long after you leave does you phone ring off.

Tae 💚: Hey! How's the meeting going? Still available to get lunch this afternoon? I'm heading to the cafeteria as I type this.

You: It went okay. But I don't think I'll be coming to lunch, just a lot to do. I'm also not that hungry.

You second-guess how convincing your message is, knowing that it's your best friend on the other line. Regardless, it's the only words you can come up with right now. You really do have a lot of work ahead of you though, at least that part is true.

Tae 💚: Are you sure? I was looking forward on hearing how the meeting went! Wasn't there something you had to give me too?

The meaning of the last line suddenly dawns on you as you make your way down the long hallway. How could you forget? You made Taehyung one of his favorite foods to surprise him for lunch; Japchae, a sweet and savory dish of stir-fried glass noodles and vegetables.

You: Right, sorry it slipped from my mind for a second. I'll meet you in the cafeteria to give it to you.

"Why won't you stay and eat with me?" Taehyung devours the homemade Japchae you made for him with delight, a pair of chopsticks clamped in his hand.

"I don't have much of an appetite, Tae."

You've already told him this twice already, clarifying that you'd be heading back to your office once you deliver his food. Evidently, he's not letting you slip away easily.

"Then take a break with me instead, even if it's only for ten minutes." You watch as your best friend swiftly pulls out the chair next to him from under the table, gesturing you to sit. "Tell me what's got you down," he says. "Did Yoongi say something to you? He can be a bit too outspoken with his opinions sometimes."

Feeling defeated, you slide into the chair. "No, the meeting was fine. I'm just overthinking something that happened."

You then proceed to explain what you overheard Hybe's Chief Finance Officer say about you from earlier, that you didn't look healthy enough for your age and using Eunchae as an example. The scowl that appears on Taehyung's face as you retell the incident is unmistakable–he's clearly pissed.

"First of all," Taehyung starts once you finish, jaw clenched. "Eunchae is 17 and is a part of a Korean girl group. She has an entire team dedicated to making sure her appearance is flawless. It's the idol life; trust me, I'm well acquainted with it, so it's not a fair comparison. Secondly, Hybe's CFO is an asshole who I'd replace in a day. I don't want you letting him make you feel insignificant just because you don't conform to his narrow idea of how a woman should look."

You appreciate Taehyung's efforts to cheer you up, though you remain unaffected. Besides, he still isn't aware of Yoongi's involvement since you purposely left that detail out due to their close friendship.

"Yeah, I don't know. We don't have to talk about it anymore." You decide to dismiss the topic entirely and reach for your phone, along with a pair of earbuds bundled in your pocket. "Wanna listen to something?"

Music has always bonded you and Taehyung's friendship, as you've frequently found yourselves fully immersed in timeless songs from King of Leon and Led Zeppelin together. Taehyung nearly accepts the offer to listen with you once again, but then he freezes all movement. An eager grin follows close after.

"Hyung!" His voice echos though the room, earning the attention of Min Yoongi who's just entered the cafeteria. This time, you feel nothing but discomfort when the man looks your way.

"I have some material I need to review from my promo team. I'll text you later, okay?" You leave your best friend no time to reply as you quickly rise from your chair, stick your phone in your pant pocket, and head for the nearest exit. Yoongi attempts to make eye contact with you on your way out, but you avoid it completely.

When he approaches Taehyung, he acknowledges your semi-odd behavior. "I didn't mean to make her leave," he states, joining the younger at the table.

Taehyung offers a light shrug in response. "Don't worry, you didn't. She had other matters to get to. Something with her team members I think."

Yoongi grabs a fresh clementine from a nearby fruit bowl and beings peeling it little by little. "You two must be pretty close if you're having your lunches together."

It's not hard for Taehyung to read between the lines of what his member is insinuating.

"We've been friends for a while," he clarifies. "Just friends, nothing else."

a/n: Hope you enjoyed! Lmk what you think 🥰

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flolio · 3 months

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AHAHA, NEWSFLASH? feat, huh yunjin.

☆ SYNOPSIS — In which your best friend, huening kai accidentally tweets about your everlasting crush on huh yunjin gaining the unwanted attention of millions. The worst part? It was on the big hit official account, only making matters worse le sserafim finds out about the tweet.

☆ PAIRING — huh yunjin x fem reader

☆ GENRE — idol!smau, based of the older version of this smau but with a bit of a twist, fluff and a bit of angst

☆ FEATURING — the whole of lsfm, huening kai, choi soobin (txt), oh haewon (nmixx) & ALL4US (ocs) !!

☆ WARNING (S) — intended lowercase, suicidal jokes, homophobia, cursing, reader gets a lot of hate

☆ STATUS — tbd !!

☆ A/N — tbh I’ve really wanted to remake newsflash (im aware that this is not the exact same version 😞) so thanks kayla and jay for that final push yk 🫡🫡 also thank you Kayla for helping with the banner ‼️

TAGLIST — @intothewinter @mah4u @haerinkisser @luchiet @jyucejpg @sewiouslyz @linnnsworld @yinyinwon

all without us 😴 | male haters…. | shinee fans ☺️

PROLOGUE

TRACK ONE : harmless crush

01. kprofiles??

02. new years resolution

03. queerbaiting isnt a real thing.

+ MORE 2 COME

#newsflash! — 📄#huh yunjin x reader #huh yunjin x you #yunjin x reader #yunjin x you #le sserafim smau

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txtaetertots · 11 months

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hopelessly devoted. — choi beomgyu x fem!reader

status on-going (230619 - ?)

schedule whenever…

cw/genre swearing, twt humor bc twt humor, lots of bantering between friends, slowish burn ??, slice of life, romcom, probably gonna be corny hfdjjz, social media au w/ written parts, also pls ignore time stamps they're not important nor accurate lol

synopsis choi beomgyu has spent his entire senior year slacking off and causing mischief. but, due to his inattentiveness, his slacking off went too far and if he doesn't improve the grade in his literature class he'll guarantee himself a seat in summer school. yn has big dreams to be on stage and star on broadway. however, she needs to impress recruiters with one last production as the lead in order to earn herself a spot in a new york based school. when beomgyu's literature teacher makes him join their drama club for extra credit, their futures quickly become intertwined and dependent on each other.

featuring le sserafim members, hanni (newjeans), bahiyyih (kep1er), ocs, and mentions of others

taglist CLOSED

profiles four and a half girls, the nba (benchwarmers), others

note my first social media au on tumblr !! hopefully it's an enjoyable read :')) i have so many ideas for txt aus i can't wait to share them! i'm most excited to share this beomgyu one so i hope you all enjoy ♡︎ - yuri

Acts

01. report and block soobin

02. nyu decision day

03. second review

04. spring production (written+)

05. i'm sandy

06. auditions (written)

07. cast list from hell

08. wtf mr. kim (written)

09. welcome to hell

10. first read through

11. perfect harmony (written+)

12. it’s just a little infatuation

13. it’s just coffee

14. annoying friends (written+)

15. cruel and unusual punishment

16. the deal

17. shameless

18. very interesting

19. it comes so naturally

20. awfully close

21. please believe me

22. predicament

23. nopenopenope

24. i’ll kick you

25. it’s just a kiss (written+)

26. it’s called method acting

27. long time no talk

28. apology(?)

29. focus on me (written)

30. beomie

31. i never said that

32. yeonjun and soojung

33. soulmates

34. you’re the one that i want (written)

35. mixed feelings

36. everybody talks

37. yunjin’s plan

38. baby jungie

39. i don’t feel so good

40. you’re not who i thought you were

41. i’m not a bad guy

42. yeonjun and beomgyu

43. one last date

44. best friends and brothers

45. my love

46. we’re done

47. last day

48. the promposal (written)

49. the aftermath

50. beomgyu’s aftermath

51. friends night

52. hiyyih tells all

53. regroup new plan

54. please forgive me

55. the truth comes out

56. operation: save yeonjun

57. getting ready

58. opening night (written)

59. yeonjun’s aftermath

60. the decision

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dancinglikebutterflywings · 2 months

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Unexpectedly | Masterlist

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and in no way does it represent any of the members in any way, shape or form. Names for Y/N's former company & managers have been made up.

©️ 2024 DANCINGLIKEBUTTERFLYWINGS. DO NOT COPY, MODIFY OR REPOST ANYWHERE.

Pairing: Jung Wooyoung x Idol!Reader, idol!reader x manager!oc (not a romantic relationship)

Featuring: Ateez, Stray Kids (mostly Changbin), TXT (mostly Yeonjun)

Genre: SMAU with written parts, fluff, angst, friends to lovers.

Summary: When the company Y/N is signed with announces its closure, she feels as though her career as a soloist is over. So when KQ offers Y/N a contract, she jumps at the chance. Not only does she get to continue doing what she loves but she gets to work alongside Wooyoung, her lifelong best friend again. Unexpectedly, as they spend more time together, she finds her feelings growing more deeply for him.

Warnings: unrequited love, friendly flirting, angst, idiots in love, there maybe some suggestive content (no smut though), minor character death, possessiveness, mentions of stalking, toxic fans, creepy manager. Warnings will be placed at the start of the chapter.

Status: In progress

Updates: I haven't come up with an actual schedule.

Tag List: Open. To join - leave a comment on this post, send in an ask or fill out my permanent tag list form.

Introducing Y/N | SM Profiles

Prologue

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 03

Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Chapter 06

more coming soon

PLEASE NOTE: There is no face claim for reader but I will use some pictures that are purely for aesthetics. Unless stated, please take no note of hair colours and styles, timestamps etc. Some names and places are made up.

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hwaslayer · 9 months

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project: make you love me (jyh) | one.

♣︎ spotify playlist | series masterlist

—summary: yunho can’t stand how you’re so wrapped up in the notorious campus fuckboy, park seonghwa. he would gladly love you the way you deserve, despite being shy, awkward and the complete opposite of seonghwa. thus, when he finds himself spending more time with you over literature reviews and random study sessions, he decides to take on the challenge to win you over.

—pairing: jeong yunho x f. reader x park seonghwa

—genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers/friends to lovers, college au | fluff, angst, smut

—word count: 4.1k

—chapter warning: cussing/mature language, insecurities/overthinking, yunho also has some slight insecurities, seonghwa and sneaky links, hyunjin (skz) and yeonjun (txt) are part of oc's friend/dance group

Seonghwa doesn't really like to text or call you unless it's convenient for him. There are days where you two can engage in a normal conversation, days where Seonghwa will call you to apologize for whatever he did wrong [he normally doesn't know, but he'll do it so you aren't angry anymore], days where Seonghwa will send something that 'made him think of you' and it puts a smile on your face.

So, you do the same.

Except, it's another one of those days or nights where your texts to him go unanswered. Call unanswered. It most likely means one thing and one thing only, but you don't really wanna go there as much as you know you should.

Now, you feel dumb. You feel like you shouldn't have sent him that stupid bunny video or sent him that gameplay clip. He probably read it and tossed it aside as if it were nothing. Or maybe, he just forgot to respond. Cause that happens, right? But if it happens often, should you even cut him that slack anymore?

As you step out of the car with Seungmin, you catch a glimpse of Seonghwa stepping out of his car with another senior— another girl. Her name is Eunji, you think. Or is it Hyeri? You're not sure, you don't have much connection to the seniors besides Seonghwa.

He doesn't even go that far with you on campus.

People know you two have a casual thing going on, but of course, he doesn't go around flaunting it. He doesn't say much about you, doesn't always acknowledge you. And people brush it off because it's Seonghwa.

It's how he is.

That must be how things go with him.

After all, you've agreed to be casual, to be a body— a number to him.

Silly, Y/N.

You should've just gone there; you should've just accepted the fact so this would hurt a little less.

"You have literature, right? In the library?" Seungmin knows what you're focused on, so he tries to divert your attention before you fall too deep in your thoughts. A little too late, but you appreciate Seungmin for always catching on.

"Yeah. Ugh, dread that class so much." You scroll through your phone again, hoping you just missed a text. Nothing.

"Sorry. It'll be over soon." He tries to reassure you. "I'll walk with you."'

"Statistics?" You look up at him and he nods. "Soobin's already there?"

"Hope so. Science building isn't too far from the library." Seungmin does a slight head nod. "Just not sure how he still manages to be late sometimes." You chuckle and shrug.

"Those labs can run late."

"Touché. It shouldn't take him more than 5 minutes to jog over though."

"Cut him some slack."

"Nah." Seungmin clicks his teeth. "That's how we lose the best seats in class. In the back." He sighs. "Anyway, meet you after class? Is Chaery just gonna meet us at the studio later since she doesn't have class?"

"Yeah, think so." You swing the door open to the library and drag yourself up the steps, dread and anxiety settling into the pits of your stomach. Not only did you despise this class, but now, you felt like your thoughts were everywhere. Hopefully, you'll be able to push them aside once your professor steps through the door. You can't afford to get another bad grade on an assignment.

Wishful thinking.

Because you're incredibly distracted, even as class starts— even as Dr. Nelson puts on the remaining few minutes of the movie you started last class. You can't help but think about the situation you've gotten yourself into with Seonghwa, and why you suddenly felt so.. out of place. It felt so unusual, so far out of reach. The only thing you can admit is that you're holding on because of how many months it's been. It may not mean much to him, but to you, time is always precious, always valuable. Sure, you might have been able to hold onto him much longer than his past flings. Sure, he calls you his baby. Sure, he knows how to do you right when you're alone. But, how much longer can you keep making excuses for him?

What exactly are you holding onto at this point? A pile of empty promises that sit on shaky foundation?

You are worth more than that.

Silly, Y/N.

You look up a few times to pay some attention to the movie, doodling on your notebook in between scenes. Luckily, the last 30 minutes of the movie goes by much quicker than you expect. One minute, you're attempting to draw the prettiest building on campus; the next, Dr. Nelson is shutting off the movie before directing his attention back to the class.

"Alright, please take this time to discuss your thoughts on the movie with the person next to you and get started on your review if you'd like. It'll be due next class and I expect to see some detailed reviews with references to at least 3 scenes." Yunho's eyes subtly drift towards you, down to your notebook, then back up to you. He can tell something's bothering you, and if he could take a wild guess, he'd probably assume it's from the other night. This feels difficultly awkward because you're the only person next to him and he has to engage in conversation with you even though it's obvious you're not really up to it.

"So.. what did you think about the movie?" The deep voice next to you pulls you out of your thoughts, causing you to slowly turn your head towards him. The voice belongs to none other than senior, Jeong Yunho, who awkwardly [yet patiently] waits for your answer. You had no idea Yunho had slipped into the seat next to you this entire time— clearly distracted by your mind, your worries. He sits with a curious expression, though it's soft and nothing hostile. Your eyes quickly observe him; he's in this black tee, black cargo joggers, Nike Georgetown dunks and a backwards black hat. You had always thought Jeong Yunho was attractive, but he was incredibly quiet and reserved. Not much of a social butterfly, you suppose. Just didn't like getting close to people and always had his head down in the books. Super smart and at the top of the class. Not a mean bone in his body even though he seemed like he could be mean, intimidating.

He just.. enjoyed his own company.

"I, uh—" You pause. "Thought it was pretty intense." What else can you say? You were only stuck with this literature class because you needed an elective to fill up credits. "What about you?"

"Same. I thought it was more saddening, though. You can definitely tell they tried to incorporate as much of the book in the movie as possible, especially with Elizabeth's emotions. I'd say they did a good job of portraying the repercussions of her actions—" He goes on but he stops when he realizes you're staring at him blankly. "Mm, sorry, yeah that's about it."

"No, no. That's a good observation. I just don't know how to word my thoughts correctly." He nods.

"Understandable." He tears his eyes away from you to begin doodling in his own notebook.

"Sorry, I'm not that great at this. I hope you don't think I tried to discredit your thoughts or make you feel like I wasn't listening." His eyes shoot back up to you as he lets out a small chuckle.

"It's alright. It's not the most interesting topic of literature anyway."

"That review for homework is gonna take me forever." He's back to paying attention to his doodles at this point, but you decide to continue speaking anyway. "Hey, if you're not busy, do you.. think you could take a look at my review before it's due?"

"Me?" He asks just to make sure you were talking to him.

"Yes." You respond softly with a nod. "I mean, again. If you're not busy. I could just really use the support since I haven't done that great with the last assignments. I can't seem to paint the picture Dr. Nelson wants and you seem to have a good perspective that could help me."

"Uh, sure." He shrugs.

"I can just send it to you whenever I finish."

"Sounds good."

"Thanks for your help, Yunho." You say and he pauses doodling. Yunho wasn't even sure you knew his name, so hearing it roll off your tongue caught him by surprise. He wasn't even sure you could put the name to a face since this is the first class he's ever had with you. Yeah, he's a senior and people are bound to know him by now, but that wasn't exactly his expectation either. He just wanted to focus on school and get out of here, build his life and make his mom proud. You— you're pretty well known across campus due to how well you get along with people. It might not be everybody, but Yunho has heard about how nice you are and how endearing you and your friends are.

He's also heard about the other things, but he'd rather not think about all the personal shit people like to pass around about your 'relationship' with Seonghwa. It's not his business and he's not one to meddle.

"You're welcome, Y/N." You give him a small smile and return to your own books.

After discussion ends, the class is dismissed and you're off to the dance studio with your friends before your last class of the day. You gather your things together shortly after Yunho does, walking out of the classroom just to be greeted by the image of Seonghwa laughing and talking with that same girl in his class. You pause in your tracks, making Yunho stop behind you since you were slightly blocking the way to the stairs. You swallow the lump in your throat, feeling your chest tighten with the anxiety bubbling in your stomach yet once again—

"Y/N!" Soobin waves as he and Seungmin walk out of their own classroom next door.

"Hey." You step aside, finally giving Yunho some room to move past you. "Oh, sorry."

"You're good." Yunho says before rushing down the steps. To be honest, he feels a bit bad knowing what he's heard about you two. He caught the way you froze just because Seonghwa was around another girl. He doesn't talk to him, but it doesn't take much for Yunho to know that he's the biggest asshole he has ever come across. He's cool with Seonghwa's bestfriend Mingi, and on occasion, he has brought up the things Seonghwa has done. He's not sure how Seonghwa could work through a whole list of girls, hurting them and dumping them off to the side when he's decided he's finished. Especially you— stringing you along for months, keeping you around like you're special to him when you're clearly not.

You know this, so why don't you leave?

Yunho doesn't understand and won't try to. He just knows you deserve better than Seonghwa. You must have tried so hard to be that girl who could change him. Sad how that worked out for you and the rest of the girls who thought the same.

"What's wrong?" Soobin looks at you, confused. You shake your head and start to lead the way towards the recreation center, head hung low.

"Nothing. Just tired." Soobin and Seungmin shrug as they follow.

"Well, how was class?" Seungmin chimes in.

"We just finished the movie and had a discussion. Definitely not looking forward to the review I have to do for homework. I'm so tired of Dr. Nelson chewing my head off for not being descriptive enough. What more does he want from me? I'm trying." You groan a bit.

"Why don't you just ask him for help, Y/N?"

"No, he's mean."

"Okay, then why don't you ask someone in class to review your stuff before sending it in?"

"I did. I asked Yunho."

"The senior, Jeong Yunho?" Soobin asks. "Random, but okay."

"I didn't even realize he sat next to me in class until he started talking to me during the discussion."

"He's pretty quiet. I'm surprised he even talked to you." Seungmin adds.

"Mm, he kinda had to.” You chuckle a bit. “But, he agreed to look over my review. He was really into the movie we watched. I felt bad. He was trying to explain his thought process and I probably looked so confused and uninterested."

"Ah, no biggie. I'm sure he didn't think of it that way. You'll be fine."

"Hope so." You pout a bit. As the three of you exit, Seonghwa is still lingering around with that girl, Mingi and San. They seem to be having a good time, laughing off to the side of the library entrance and talking loudly. When your eyes meet his, he doesn't do much to acknowledge you, nor do his friends.

Per usual.

Quite frankly, this is how you two are in public, on campus. Mingi and San would never say shit, even if they [somehow] didn't agree with Seonghwa's doings. Seonghwa likes to keep things distant, hidden, so he can make room for the next girls he's after— even if he strings you along.

They let him.

You let him.

It's funny [more dumb than anything] how quick he drains your mood. Soobin and Seungmin are no strangers to this whole thing. Being that they're your bestfriends and roommates, they know everything. They know the triggers. They know how long he's strung you along, they know how he treats you, they know that no matter how much they try to tell you to leave him alone— you won't. And that's what sucks the most. Because they don't ever wanna see you hurt, no. But who are they to tell you what to do and not to do? They can't force you, even if though it's clear this is no good for you.

He is no good for you.

"Y/N, come on. Don't worry about him." Soobin lets out a sigh.

"He's such an asshole, you know? Don't you get tired?" Seungmin chimes in after what he saw this morning, annoyed at how Seonghwa could treat you like an object so easily.

"Min, not now. She still has another class to get to later today."

"I'm just saying."

"No, he's right." You say softly before looking at Seungmin. "You're right. I just.. don't know. It's my own problem, I guess. But yeah, I do get tired."

"Leave him. He's full of shit." Seungmin says. "You know how I feel about it, he doesn't deserve you. That's all."

"Alright, well enough of that." Soobin says, worried that this will keep steer your focus away for the remainder of the day. And to be honest, it'll continue to. But, what can you do? You just haven't had enough courage to step away. It's the fucking hold Seonghwa has on you. It's like every time you think about ending it and walking away for good, he comes back around, whispering sweet nothings to keep you close;

Making you forget about every single thing you had ever thought about.

"The showcase is coming up. We need to finalize the last of our piece so that we can just clean for the remainder of the time until then." Soobin says as a reminder to pull you and Seungmin away from the awfully painful and awkward topic. You and your friends started your own dance group on campus, slowly gaining popularly and invites to perform at certain events on campus after you and your group took it upon yourselves to grab small opportunities to perform around town and at the nearby mall.

It's not a huge dance group, but it was still a good group. It consisted of all your good friends, with Soobin being the captain, making sure all logistics and the timeline of practices/events were followed thoroughly. There weren't any seniors involved, more of you and your junior friends, a handful of sophomores, a sprinkle of a few freshmen, handful of mutual friends outside of school. This is also how Seonghwa found out about you. He saw you and your friends perform last semester's spring showcase, introducing himself with the sweetest compliments.

You're so talented.

Beautiful.

I couldn't keep my eyes off of you.

If only you knew.

♣︎ FLASHBACK

"We fucking did it!" Hyunjin yells. "They're literally screaming so loud for us out there!" He says happily as the show closes out. And you were proud too, so proud that your group was getting that kind of attention tonight. You all worked hard to create a piece that was completely different from before— something more aggressive, more hardcore and intense. Something other than the usual, just to show everybody that you all were capable of doing things differently.

You continue to hug your group mates, taking pictures with each other backstage until you all make your way outside to greet family members and other friends. While looking for your mom and older sister amongst the crowded lobby, someone else came into your view with a soft smile and a sparkle in their big eyes.

Park Seonghwa.

Maybe he was lost and looking for someone else?

You had heard so much about the senior, heard so much about how every single girl tries to grab his attention knowing damn well he doesn't do relationships and messes around. Though, you look at his face and you can understand why— he was so, so fucking beautiful. So attractive, perfectly built and tall. Had plump pink lips and a gorgeous smile with those pearly whites. His soft, black hair framed his face, while he wore iron grey contacts that brought out the shape of his eyes. But even then, you knew better than to get caught up with his antics. You lasted this long without getting wrapped up into his bullshit; you were hoping to continue the streak.

"Hey, Y/N right?" He asks with his hands in his pockets.

"Uh, yeah."

"I'm—"

"Park Seonghwa. I know." You interrupt him and he smirks.

"Well, I just wanted to tell you that you did amazing up there. You're so talented, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you."

"Thanks." You give him a soft, shy smile as he continues to stare at you, observing you from head to toe.

"Y/N! Found your mom and sis! Let's go eat!" Soobin calls from behind, gesturing for you to come. You smile at your sister while your mom sits contently in her wheelchair. You turn to Seonghwa, who is surprisingly still standing there.

"I uh, should probably get going. But, thank you again."

"Wait." He tries to stop you. "Do you think I can grab your number? Maybe we can hang out some time, let me tag along during your practice or something?" You nod silently, taking his phone to plug in your number before handing it back to him. He gives your phone a quick call before ending it and tucking the phone back into his pocket. "That's me. Text you later?"

"Sure."

"Have a good rest of your evening, beautiful." You blush as you slowly turn on your heel, biting onto your bottom lip while walking towards your family and Soobin.

"What was that about?" Your older sister and mom tease.

"Nothing, he just wanted to congratulate me, is all."

"Sure, I didn't know that included asking for phone numbers." She giggles. "He's a cutie."

"Yeah, he is." You walk behind your mom and sister, only for Soobin to grab your wrist gently and give you a look.

"Please don't. You know how he is."

"It's harmless, Soob. I promise."

♣︎ END

That afternoon, practice ends well, with Hyunjin and Yeonjun finishing up the choreography for the remainder of the piece that you would perform at the fall showcase. The rest of the weeks would focus on formation, cleaning and making sure everyone was on the same page before the showcase. It ends right before your 6PM class, leaving Soobin, Seungmin and Chaeryeong to linger around outside of the gym before parting ways with you. You slow your pace when your phone starts buzzing, signaling a few texts.

seonghwa: lol cute

seonghwa: sorry baby, just getting to these

seonghwa: come over?

You roll your eyes, though you'd end up seeing him anyway. This definitely had something to do with the way he saw you earlier after your class at the library. Such a silly fucking cycle, isn't it? But, this is your own doing.

you: have class till 8pm, remember?

seonghwa: right, sorry. i can come pick you up after, just wanna see you and spend time with you

you: okay, but please don't be late

seonghwa: ofc not, ill be there

"Hey, do you need me to wait? I know you tagged along with Soobin this morning." Chaery gently squeezes your arm and you shake your head. The boys are waiting ahead with their bags slung over their shoulders, sweat still glistening on their faces even in this unexpectedly cold afternoon.

"No, it's fine." You give her a look and she understands.

"You're seeing him, aren't you?" She asks lowly and you nod. "Okay, well he better fucking pick you up on time. Call me if he doesn't."

"I will. Don't worry." She gives you a reassuring smile.

"Love you, see you later?"

"Make sure they don't burn down the kitchen tonight since they offered to cook." She rolls her eyes.

"More like that'll end up being on me, watch." She gives you a look before your roommates are giving you one last goodbye.

The walk back to campus is rather lonely, with everyone you know already finished with classes for the day. You kick the rocks beneath your feet, tugging onto your jacket sleeves as you slowly take yourself to class. The wind is picking up already, making it known that the evening would be even colder.

You hope Seonghwa arrives at his usual pick up spot in time. Usually he does. Most occasions, he doesn't.

And the latter seems to be the case tonight. There haven't been any texts to indicate that he's on his way or that he's arrived, even as class ends. The wind is heavier now, the cold harsh enough to ache your bones. You didn't dress well for this after practice, nor did you properly know how to since the majority of the day consisted of perfectly warm weather.

This fucking sucks.

You slowly walk towards the spot after class, hoping it could by you some time— maybe [hopefully] Seonghwa would finally text you and tell you he was on his way. Yet, even as you get to the back of the recreation center, you still receive absolutely nothing. You sit at the bus stop behind the center and near the tennis courts, knowing Seonghwa usually comes to pick you up on this street since no one likes to park at the farthest back-end lot of the campus. The recreation center itself was already far away from the main campus buildings, so people didn't like taking that extra walk.

"Fuck, it's cold." You mutter to yourself as you dig your hands into your zip-up as much as possible, hoping to shield your hands from the cold. Your nose is starting to feel numb as you sniff away, checking both ends of the street for any sign of a car approaching.

chaery: he better have picked you up already or else i'm on my way, y/n

You sigh heavily at the text and respond.

you: yeah, i'm with him, it's fine.

chaeryeong: don't lie to me!

you: seriously. all good, babe. love you, see you later.

Meanwhile, as Yunho starts to cross the bridge to head into the back-end parking lot of the recreation center, he spots someone sitting at the nearby bus stop in the cold. He continues to tread slowly, head still fixated on your figure as he tries to get a better look at—

You.

Its you.

Yunho doesn't realize until he gets to his car, lazily tossing his bag into his trunk. He knows it's you, even from afar. He's seen you sit in that same seat before, waiting for that punkass to pick you up. Unbelievable. Although you haven't talked much to each other, Yunho feels like he should at least ask if you're okay. Especially with the way you sweetly apologized to him in class [though he didn't particularly take offense to anything]. Before he could decide, his feet are already taking him over to the bus stop.

It's freezing, why the fuck were you out here waiting for Seonghwa?

Was he late?

Just as he reaches halfway across the lot, he pauses. A car pulls up to the side and you immediately stand to toss your bag in the back seat and climb into the passenger's. When you swing the passenger door open, he catches a quick glimpse of Seonghwa in a hoodie, watching as you climb in. Yunho must look pretty dumb, but he's still at a relatively good distance for you to even notice.

That goddamn prick can't even take a moment to open your door even after being late.

It's what he could do, at the very fucking least.

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midmourn · 6 months

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deja vu

title deja vu

pairing zhong chenle x gender neutral!reader

summary chenle’s new ‘thing’ is your clone.

characters zhong chenle, park jisung [nct] yang jeongin [stray kids] choi beomgyu [txt] shin ryujin, lee chaeryeong [itzy], kim minjeong [aespa], gender neutral!reader, gender neutral!oc

warnings angst, brief mention of death

word count 1798

author’s note reader is kinda unhinged lol but i love them. also i love chenle i swear!!! hes part of my bias line <3 btw if u have any requests; one shots, texts, reactions for dream send me an ask!!

The loud snap of the chopsticks made Beomgyu’s head turn to you uneasily, finding you staring off in the distance at something, eyes narrowed. He glanced from your clenched fist to the broken chopsticks to following your gaze, scoffing when he saw your ex-boyfriend with his new ‘friend’ walking inside Kwangya.

“Oh, you’re kidding,” he complained, staring at the two as they held hands, standing in front of Minjeong, the current hostess and one of your best friend’s. The brunette glanced between the two in disbelief before forcing a smile at the two and saying something.

“Oh, he has some fucking nerve,” you gritted through your teeth. Jeongin approached the table, sitting next to you and taking the broken chopsticks out of your hand as you continued to stare daggers into Chenle. If looks could kill, he’d be dead. “I was the one who showed him Kwangya! This was our place.”

“What a fucking loser,” Beomgyu snorted, watching as Minjeong turned to direct them to their booth, making short, wide-eyed eye contact with you three. You threw your hands up in disbelief at her as Beomgyu mouthed for her to trip Chenle.

Jeongin shook his head and pulled your attention to him, “Maybe Jiho was the one to pick the place.”

You scowled, “That’s his date’s name? Even if it was, he should’ve said no and picked something else.” You turned your head back to the couple, watching Minjeong slap their menus down on the table harshly. The two flinched slightly, Chenle looking slightly guilty while Jiho looked confused.

“I hate men,” you murmur after a moment of watching them, slowly turning to your food. You didn’t feel hungry anymore, pushing around the food with Jeongin’s chopsticks. “They suck.”

“Preach,” Ryujin commented, overhearing your comment on her way to another table.

“Uptown girl, she’s been living in her uptown world,” two voices belted out simultaneously, your head practically detaching from your neck at the sound of the familiar song and voice. Yet again, here was your ex-boyfriend with his … whatever, singing your song. You were the one who showed it to Chenle!

“Wow, the audacity of men,” Chaeryeong scoffed as she heard them, too. The two were in the music room, the same room you and your friends were going to go in a second ago, with Chenle playing the familiar tune of Uptown Girl on the piano to Jiho.

“Why I oughta—” As you started to walk towards the music room, Jeongin’s hand caught yours. When your eyes connected, he shook his head and you huffed, standing next to him again.

“He’s not even worth it,” Minjeong crossed her arms over her chest, eyeing him through the small window with disgust. “So unoriginal.”

“I hate him,” you seethed, feeling your nails dig into the palm of your hand when you noticed that Jiho was wearing his gray hoodie. You used to wear that damn hoodie he loved so much. It was practically yours, too. You suddenly wish you didn’t give it back after your break up. “I bet he tells Jiho he loves them in between the chorus and the verse. Ugh!” You felt a flood of emotions hit you all at once, similar to how it had been happening since your break up three weeks ago. “I’ll see you guys later.”

“Y/N, wait—” Minjeong tried to stop you but you waved her off, ignoring your friends’ looks.

You couldn’t believe that Chenle would use your couple things with another person. But it seemed like a lot of things were being revealed when you were no use for him anymore. Your heart clenched as you forced back an onset of tears and slowed your pace back to your dorm.

You looked up, and there he was. Chenle’s best friend, Park Jisung. With no Chenle in sight, and none of your friends to stop you, you stormed up to the boy angrily, knowing you would regret this but could take care too much in the moment.

“Park Jisung!” The boy looked up in surprise, an awkward look falling on his face when he saw it was you.

Jisung chuckled nervously, standing up straight and rubbing the back of his neck, “Hey, what’s up?”

“What the hell does your little bitch of a friend—” He blinked. “—think he’s doing?! Taking Jiho to my cafe, singing Uptown Girl with them, giving them my hoodie?! What’s wrong with him?”

“Everything,” Jisung spoke in amusement, “And I’m pretty sure you don’t own Kwangya or Uptown Girl. Or the hoodie that’s actually Chenle’s, and he loves that hoodie like a serious alarmingly amount. I’m thinking about forcing him to go to therapy.”

“Good, therapy would be fucking great for an asshole like him! Maybe he and his therapist can dig in that deep, soulless, heartless heart of his and figure out why he’s such an unoriginal asshole,” you smiled sarcastically at the taller boy. He stared at you in shock. “And then, maybe, just maybe, all three of you can go suck a dick and fall off a cliff!”

Without waiting for a reply, you turned abruptly and stumbled back slightly when you almost walked into someone. Your anger only grew when you saw the boy you were just talking about, staring at you in shock and … sadness? No. He didn’t deserve to be sad. You did.

You scoffed, glaring at him, “What? Are you following me now? Hope Jiho likes my sloppy seconds!” You stormed off in the opposite direction, not even realizing that you were heading away from your dorm.

“He loves me, he loves me not,” you murmured to yourself as you plucked off the wilting petals of a Baby’s Breath. “He loves me, he loves me … not.” You faltered. There were no more petals. You threw the flowerless stem to the ground, stomping on it for good measure like it was Chenle. “Jerk.”

“Y/N.”

You jumped, turning swiftly even though you knew who it was by his voice, “My God, Chenle. You’re really a stalker nowadays, aren't you?” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest. You don’t know when the anger started to fade away and turn into hurt. You just knew it hurt like hell to see him right now when he wasn’t yours and was recreating your memories with another person. “What the fuck do you want now? Haven’t you done enough?”

It was a lot easier to be angrier at someone than it was to say you were hurt.

Chenle sighed, “I deserve that.” Yeah, you do, asshole, you wanted to say, but he continued before you could open your mouth. “I just … I wanted to come and say I’m sorry.”

When he didn’t continue, your eyebrows rose as your foot tapped impatiently, “Do you even know what you’re supposed to be sorry for?” He probably didn’t. He usually never did because he thought he could do no wrong.

“Breaking your heart,” he said like it was nothing. “Stealing our old dates, our songs … Letting Jiho wear your jacket.”

“It’s not my jacket, it’s yours,” you replied offhandedly, Jisung having made you realize that technically it was. You paused, thinking of something and then failed to hide a smirk. “And you know what, Chenle? I forgive you.”

“What?” Chenle’s eyes comically bulged out of his head. He must’ve thought it would’ve been harder.

You shrugged, “Yeah. I mean … You can continue stealing our old dates, our songs, you can do everything we used to do with Jiho. Hell, even watch reruns of Glee with them, for all I care!” Your smile became devilish as you took a step towards him, his face faltering at your words. He didn’t expect any of this— you held grudges, just like he did. That’s part of the reason why you two broke up.

“What?” His voice cracked in a way that was once cute, but now you just wanted to laugh maliciously at it.

“Because … Every time you do,” your hand raised slowly, lifting a finger to caress his cheek lightly. He flinched at your touch, not expecting it, before slowly sinking into it. You forced yourself to not sink into it, either. “You’ll think of me. Jiho’ll think it’s special, all for them— when, really, it’s only special because of me. You’ll look them in the eyes, touch them, and wish it was me. You’ll hear my voice when they say something, you’ll see me in every damn thing around you and you’ll realize … you just lost the best damn thing to ever happen to you.”

Your hand dropped back to your side, stepping away from your ex-boyfriend and smiled again. “That’s why I’m OK with forgiving you. Because you’ll suffer for the rest of your life, wondering what could have been. And that’s good enough for me.”

Chenle stared at you in a mix of shock and hurt. Your heart pumped harshly in your chest, echoing in your ears and giving you away. You hoped he couldn’t hear it.

“Y/N …” He started but you shook your head, stopping him from speaking any more.

“You’re going to have the life you deserve, Chenle,” you said lastly. You turned and walked away as calmly as you could from him, even though your heart was beating erratically and your head was yelling at you for saying all those things to him.

You only believed in half of your words, you didn’t forgive him, but you were OK with him suffering without you as you suffered without him, too. It would be a two-way street. Your trembling fingers reached for your phone in your pocket, unlocking it and texting a message to the group chat.

YOU: just told chenle off lol. im done with him for good.

Your phone exploded with messages instantly.

RYUJIN: legend!!!

BEOMGYU: whAT DID YOU SAY? WAS HE CRYING AFTER? HE BETTER HAVE BEEN CRYING

JEONGIN: good im glad youre finally done with him. you deserve better.

MINJEONG: can i still trip him and jiho whenever i see them lol

CHAERYEONG: soo wish i was there his face wouldve been priceless!!!

The corner of your lips weakly twitched up, letting out a tearful laugh as you realized what you’ve done. You felt an odd sense of relief as a tear ran down your cheek, a flow of others following seconds later.

Your chest felt lighter. The anger and hurt was still there, seething, simmering. It would be there, quite possibly, for the rest of your life. But your chest felt lighter, knowing he would suffer just as much as you would.

You were the two sides of the same coin, even apart. It would always be like this. It was always going to end like this.

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thencitytales · 7 days

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Non-stop Teasing - CYJ

🌷Pairing: Choi Yeonjun of TXT x fem!reader (3rd person used)

🌷 kinda enemies to lovers

🌷wc: 4.1k

🌷 Fluff? sort of angsty tho

🌷 warning: drinking, cussing, frat party, Yeonjun being kind of down bad

🌷There are a few other idols mentioned, some of them in a relationship with each other, I do not think these people are together nor do I ship them, I just felt like the story could have used these dort of relationships (ChaewonxWooyoung, KarinaxJeno)

🌷 Hey!! I am back because i felt like it. This fic is a fleeting idea i had a long time ago and was finally able to finish. In the beginning it was not meant for Yeonjun but it had mostly OC'S so if you see random names I'm sorry, I have yet to proofread it. Feel free to give me notes and feedback, as I appreciate it a lot!! 'Til next time <3

(not my GIF)

Yeonjun. Stupid, fucking Yeonjun.

Idiot, average-looking yet so stupidly attractive Yeonjun.

“If you really hate him you should stop staring at him, you know?” a blonde girl talked to her best friend, who shushed her in response.

“Shut up Chaewon, I’m not staring” Y/N retorted against her best friend.

Except she was, and she knew it.

Another person in the library was also very aware of Y/N and what she was doing, because he could feel her eyes pierce through his head.

And he loved it.

“Ask anybody here, they’ll say you’re staring,” Chaewon said in an amused tone, making Y/N’s eye twitch in frustration.

“Well, then it’s hate-staring, glaring if you will,” Y/N looked away from the boy and glared at her best friend, turning her head ever so slowly, as to recreate the scene in a horror movie.

“Just like I’m glaring at you right now.” Chaewon let out a laugh at her friend’s antics and shrugged it off.

“Sure thing, love. Keep telling yourself that.”Chaewon said. Y/N could only scoff before going back to look at her books.

Look was indeed the best word to describe what she was doing, the words on the page being read for the tenth time in as many minutes without understanding nor absorbing any of it. Biology sucked, and so did Y/N’s brain at that moment. So much so that after a couple of seconds she got distracted again.

“What is it with the stupid beanie anyway? Like what’s the deal with that? DO YOU THINK HE HAS A BALD SPOT?” Y/N whisper-screamed, making Chaewon almost spit out the water she was trying to drink after finally reaching the end of her chapter.

Suddenly the girls heard a louder voice coming from behind them.

“It’s actually for style-related purposes, no bald spot, though if you’re still in doubt you could always ask him. Also, Y/N, you were one hundred percent staring at Yeonjun, just FYI.” Wooyoung said whilst chuckling at the little jump the girls made upon hearing him. Y/N turned around, red in the face, a mixture of embarrassment for being caught and pure wrath, caused by Wooyoung’s presence.

“How long have you been here?” She said bitterly. The boy could sense she wanted to add something, the words dying in her throat a bit too fast. He assumed a “dickhead”, or “asshole” was missing, but he let it go, not teasing her any further.

“The whole time, love,” he said mocking what Chaewon had said to her friend just a few minutes prior. Then turned away and returned to his spot at the same table with Yeonjun, Soobin and Changbin.

Y/N looked warily at her surroundings to make sure no one else was around to eavesdrop on them.

“How in actual hell are you able to like that guy?” Her shocked expression clearly visible on her features.

Chaewon shrugged.

“He just likes to tease you, he’s actually very nice” She answered, her cheeks turning slightly pink before continuing.

“I mean it’s not like they’re the fuckboys group.” When Chaewon said that, Y/N was still looking at them and immediately turned around.

“No, they’re worse, at least the fuckboys are self-aware of how awful they are” she sighed.

“Oh my God you’re so dramatic,” Chaewon said rolling her eyes before going back to typing at her computer.

Y/N shut up and went back to try and drill a hole through Yeonjun’s head with her gaze, sadly, without any success.

As if on cue, the boy turned around, looked at her, smirked, and turned back to speak with Changbin, making her avert her gaze and awkwardly look around to find God knows what.

She couldn’t take it anymore, her heart pounding in her chest was beginning to feel like it was too much, she could literally hear it and the sensation made her shudder. She got up and headed to the bathroom searching for some quick fix to the sudden heat of her body.

As soon as she got there Y/N quickly splashed her face with some cold water to try and stop it from getting all red, failing miserably. She looked defeatedly at her reflection.

“This is a PSA for that tiny voice living at the back of my head, I am kindly asking you to shut up” She lightly hit her head with her hand in the process so that the point would go across.

“You understand me??” The girl sighed and took a step back from the sink to exit the bathroom, but as soon as she turned around a familiar face was standing leaning on the door frame.

“Try hitting it harder next time, that should work better.” He chuckled lightly before taking a step towards her.

“This is the girls’ bathroom, Yeonjun” Y/N backed up and glared at him for what was probably the thousandth time that day.

“Sorry, I was headed to the guys’ bathroom but something here caught my attention” he smirked once again.

Y/N was on the verge of breaking. That smirk. He had to know the effect it had on her. Or was it just a stupid habit of his?

It didn’t really matter. Either way, she wanted to kiss him so badly right now. And subsequently, run away, completely change identities, go to Peru, and start a potato plantation or something, to hopefully never be found again. She would never EVER admit to wanting to kiss that boy.

Frustrated even more than before, she ran back to the table where Chaewon was waiting for her, shoving Yeonjun in the process, and making him audibly laugh, clearly enjoying how easily he could fluster her.

“I gotta go, or I’m going to be late for the party,” Chaewon said the moment she saw her best friend enter her view.

“Again” Y/N added to Chaewon’s statement, knowing how long the blonde usually takes to get ready. The other girl got up and quickly added:

“Remember, I’ll be at your dorm around 10 pm, we’ll see what to do from there. Remind Ryujin too when you get home, please.” Chaewon said while collecting all of her stuff and messily throwing it in her bag.

“Sure thing, I’ll finish this chapter and go home too in a half-hour or so. Don’t worry about Ryujin, knowing her, she’ll be all dressed up already. You know who you should be worried about, though.” Y/N answered, looking up from her books.

“I already texted Karina, I told her I’d be at hers around 9:30 so she’ll hopefully be ready when we actually get there.” The girl chuckled at her best friend’s trickery and waved her goodbye, mumbling a “perfect” in the meanwhile.

On her way out Chaewon was stopped in her tracks by a slightly taller figure.

“Hey there,” he sweetly addressed the girl.

“Hi Wooyoung, I’d love to stop and chat with you but I really need to go.”

“See you at the party, then” Chaewon looked at him surprised.

“You should really stop eavesdropping other people’s conversations. Besides, you don’t even know which party we were talking about, there’s like 5 every Friday night without counting the ones outside of campus”

He gave her a playful smile and said “Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out.” The girl laughed and answered “Good luck, darling” before going her way.

After that Wooyoung quickly got back to the guys’ table where all of his friends were sitting, trying to finish some sort of group project.

“Okay, talking about important things, what do you guys know about parties tonight?” Wooyoung said, sitting down.

“You mean here in the campus? or in general? Also like, frat houses or bars?” Soobin started throwing questions at him to try and narrow down the search.

“I don't know, man, Chaewon was talking to the Menace and they said they were going to a party tonight.” Wooyoung just answered him calmly.

As soon as he heard the words “Menace” and “party” together in a sentence Yeonjun’s interest was piqued. He looked at Wooyoung, completely ignoring the semi-blank document opened in front of him.

“Well I don’t think they’d go off campus, the Menace is too lazy for that, she’d want to be as close to the dorm as possible.” Soobin started the brainstorming session.

“That still leaves like at least five or six parties” Changbin pointed out, then turned to Wooyoung and asked:

“Is it just the two of them?” to which Wooyoung quickly added Ryujin and Karina to the mix.

As soon as Karina’s name came up Changbin and Soobin looked at each other and said: “Keystone Lodge.”

“Is there something I don’t know?” Wooyoung asked given how the boys answered the place of the party seemed obvious but he had no idea.

“Karina’s boyfriend, Jeno. He’s in the frat.” Soobin pointed out.

“Okay but aren’t parties at KL like, invitation-only or something like that?” Changbin quickly raised the question.

Yeonjun, who had just started fantasizing about what could’ve happened at the party and had no intentions of having his dreams ruined just like that, said: “don’t worry guys, be prepared, I’ll text you later.” and quickly got up and gathered his things before exiting the library.

“Does he have to do it every time?” Soobin asked.

“He got it from Mark, says it gives him the surprise effect later on and the mysterious effect right away.” Changbin answered rolling his eyes, to which the other two guys only answered almost in awe with an “Ooh.” probably thinking it was the best idea a man could have.

“Okay, how did you get us in Yeonjun?” Wooyoung asked, almost alarmed at how quickly and seemingly easily their friend acquired the invitations.

“I know Haechan, and he owed me. He still does.” the older boy simply stated, raising Wooyoung's alarm instead of calming him down.

“Now let’s get this party started” Yeonjun exclaimed walking up the stairs to Keystone’s Lodge with a smirk on his face.

“You’re going to try and make her life hell, aren’t you?” Changbin said clearly amused at how his friend was planning on being even more annoying to Y/N than he usually was.

“Just wait and see Changbin, just wait and see.” the smirk on Yeonjun’s face growing with every step to the door he knocked on, where they found a guy standing alone, waiting for proof of invitations.

Inside the Frat house, the music was blasting. The air felt damp and everything smelled like cheap alcohol, adding to the mix the group of smoking boys at the far end of the room anyone could imagine that the atmosphere was not very romantic. Which is exactly what they expected.

Changbin went straight for the bar, getting everybody something to drink as the other guys scanned the room for their targets.

Wooyoung quickly saw Chaewon sitting on the couch with her friends. They were talking to a few frat guys but they seemed nonthreatening enough to his ego. The Menace was sitting dangerously close to one of them, almost in his lap. Wooyoung could not recognize the guy though, no matter how much he squinted.

He nudged his friends and with a nod pointed the scene out, hoping they would get curious and approach them, so he could flirt with Chaewon once again.

As soon as he realized what was going on, Soobin turned to look at Yeonjun’s reaction, gesturing to Changbin to hurry over, so he could witness it too because despite what those two liked to admit, they had this tension between them that was almost romantic. They were definitely, on some level, attracted to each other but they would never admit it. That’s why Changbin Soobin and Wooyoung were now staring at Yeonjun, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever they had theorized.

Yeonjun’s brows furrowed. The night just started and everything had to be so simple already, not even a bit of a challenge. He sighed, took a drink from Changbin’s hands, and turned to Wooyoung.

“Let’s go say hi to your princess, shall we?” Yeonjun told his friend, who was very happy about the poor lighting, meaning the other boys were not made aware of his rosy cheeks prompted by Yeonjun's comment.

As they approached, Chaewon saw them and a big smile tugged on her lips. She raised a hand to say hi and the boys did the same.

“Well Well Well, I’m surprised to see little Sherlock actually did find us.” She chuckled looking at Wooyoung.

“I told you I could do it. I’m very resourceful” he winked and the girl lightly laughed.

Everybody then fell back into conversation, except Y/N and her mystery guy, who were so distracted by each other that they didn’t even say hi to the newcomers.

Yeonjun cleared his voice.

“I know you don’t like us Y/N but not saying hi is simply rude, even for you.” He smirked, knowing very well what it did to her.

The girl turned around, her surroundings didn’t make it easy to hear but she was sure she heard a voice talking to her.

From her sitting position she looked at the new figures that had joined the conversation. And then she saw his face. She simply rolled her eyes.

“Who even invited you here? Seriously, please tell me so I can avoid the lunatic all night long, people just become crazier and crazier by the day”

“Actually,” Yeonjun chuckled.

The guy whom Y/N was talking to gently removed his hands from her hips, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“I think that might have been me,” He said.

Y/N looked at Haechan with a void expression.

“You’re his friend?” She asked, not believing it for a moment.

Haechan was slightly taken aback by the question, thinking the answer to be obvious, so he simply answered:

“Yeah?” at which Y/N glared at both the boys.

“That’s a shame, I really liked you.” And with that, she got up and went to the bar to pour herself yet another drink. The alcohol was probably what made her act so suddenly with that silly explanation but even sober her had no intention of being affiliated in any way with Yeonjun.

Seeing how Y/N was behaving, the boy thought that his mission was going to be such a delight with how simple she was making it.

Yeonjun followed her, leaving behind their friends absorbed in whatever conversation, and a very confused Haechan sitting on the couch.

As Y/N approached the bar, she bumped into a few people obstructing passages left and right and leaving her even more annoyed than she already was.

She took one of the red cups and poured herself some beer.

Not the ideal drink but it was the first thing her hands were able to grasp.

As she was about to take a sip, a hand snatched her drink.

“Thanks, I was very thirsty,” Yeonjun told her, earning a glare once again that day.

“How do you manage to be so annoying Yeonjun?” Y/N said while pouring another cup, this time she grabbed some gin, sensing she would need something stronger than a beer.

“I give it my best, just for you” he grinned.

Y/N couldn’t help but groan as she looked for the soda to mix her drink.

“What did I ever do to you? Have I offended you in any way? Are you holding a grudge from your past life?? Why do you like to annoy me so much??” She sighed in defeat.

“Woah,” Yeonjun said taken aback by the sudden seriousness of the question.

“Well, for starters I could ask you the same thing…” He answered calmly.

As she started to protest he shushed her.

“Buut, I am not going to lie, I do find you very cute when you’re frustrated” He chuckled.

“Are you hitting on me?” She asked, mouth agape.

“Do you want me to be hitting on you?” There it was again. The stupidest grin on the face of the earth. If there was a way to wipe it off instantly, Y/N would’ve gladly taken that chance. Thinking about it, there was a way, and to be honest she had reluctantly considered that way many times before, but always ended up avoiding it.

A kiss was not the solution, everything it could’ve done was only create more problems.

She was snapped back to reality by Yeonjun waving his hands in front of her eyes. She had been staring at the grin for god knows how long. A faint red was starting to tint her cheeks.

“You want to kiss me so badly,” Yeonjun told her, the grin never leaving his face.

She tried to play it as cool as possible, hoping the poor lighting of the room helped her conceive the blushing situation.

“Projecting much?” She smiled turning on her heels, determined to get out of the house for some fresh air.

As she walked away Yeonjun screamed over the music.

“I never said I wouldn’t like it” Y/N briefly stopped in her tracks, surprised by the sudden confession. Thinking it was just another way of getting under her skin she slowly reached the door and opened it, stepping out onto the backyard.

“You just love messing with her, don’t you?” Chaewon said as she approached Yeonjun, Wooyoung by her side, holding her waist.

“I have a tendency not to lie, actually. Everything I said is true. She’s just… compelling” he tried to find the best word to describe her.

“Compelling? You mean messing with her like that is compelling?” Chaewon said, a bit offended that Yeonjun enjoyed toying with her friend’s emotions like that.

“Tell me Chaewon, when have I ever done anything truly bad to her? All I do is tease, in her opinion, when in reality I was always simply…” Yeonjun said, meanwhile Chaewon tried to start a list of all the times he’s gotten you frustrated and quickly realized most times it was just his very annoying, twisted way of ...

“Flirting,” Chaewon said, shocked. She looked at him straight in the eyes, her expression painted with shock.

“Oh my God, you just flirt with her” Chaewon continued. She suddenly realized that every time Yeonjun ever talked to Y/N he was flirting, and that enraged her friend for some reason. He never actually DID anything bad to her. He never insulted her, let alone take action to actively ruin her day. The only times he did something of the sort she was always with a guy, like 10 minutes ago with Haechan. Yeonjun was always just… flirting with Y/N.

“I am very confused.” Wooyoung said looking at his two friends.

“You never admitted it to us and it takes you like three seconds to tell it to her best friend? I kinda hate you and I am not sure I would like to be friends with you anymore.” Wooyoung continued while watching Yeonjun's every move and acting offended.

“It’s not like you guys ever really asked, I thought it was obvious if I have to be honest. She’s pretty, she’s smart, she can be a pain in the ass but she’s one of the nicest and kindest people I ever met. Not with me, which I can not really comprehend, but if teasing her incessantly is the only way I can get her to interact with me I don’t think I will ever stop.” Yeonjun said earnestly to his friend. A small smile appeared on his features, almost sheepishly.

A voice behind him startled him right after.

“What did he just say??” it was Changbin, who basically screamed in his ear after he heard just half of the confession.

“I think he likes the Menace!!” Soobin screamed at Changbin (and in Yeonjun’s other ear) in hopes of being understood over the loud music.

Meanwhile, Y/N was outside, freezing because she forgot to bring a jacket.

Why did he have to always be so annoying, why did he always have something to say that would just make her heart beat at a worrying speed? Why did she have to like him so fucking much?

As her mind birthed the last few words she stopped pacing back and forth on the grass.

Of course, she liked him. It seemed as if every stupid decision she could make she would take and this was not even a conscious one.

It would explain why her fight or flight response would kick in every time he would even just look in her direction, and her choice was fight.

Thinking about kissing him all those times was not just a stupid silly thought.

Y/N was hopeless.

"So?" The question was raised suddenly by a voice she recognised immediately.

He was standing right there, in front of her, handing her her jacket.

She happily took it, silently thanking him with a smile before muttering.

"So what?" her eyes looking at him defeated. She liked him and he was just playing. He was just teasing, and look where all that teasing led her. A terrible position she never wanted to be in.

"Am I getting that kiss you so badly want to give me?" Here he goes again. Non-stop teasing.

This time Y/N did not find it in her to fight, not him nor the feelings she finally realized she had.

"You should be more careful with your words Yeonjun, one might think you actually want it, crave it even" she said calmly before chuckling lightly. She was now sitting down on the bench and her gaze was everywhere but the boy's figure.

"As I said when you were storming off, I do think I'd enjoy it" he slowly sat down beside her, surprised by her tone. This felt more like an actual conversation now. It didn't seem like she had any intention of fleeing this time around. Just them two, talking like normal people. It was new and he liked it. He liked it more than words could explain.

"Stop teasing me please, I honestly don't think I can take it anymore. I won't be bothering you again if you promise me you will leave me alone without uttering any other word that you don't mean" If someone were to pass by and listen very closely, the sound of Yeonjun's heart could be heard as it was cracking and falling apart like glass under extreme heat.

She didn't want to see him anymore, but what was worse is that she didn't think his words were honest. She thought he didn't mean it, ever.

He meant it from the first smile he flashed her, from the first hello he said. The first time he saw her he was struck by lightning and did not feel like himself anymore. All he could do was think about her, all he wanted to do was to speak with her. He did not care if it meant he had to endure rolling eyes and frustrated groans, at the very least he was interacting with you.

"So?" this time she asked the question. Her eyes showed how hurt she was and he could barely look at them.

As he turned to face her, Y/N noticed tears welling up in his eyes. She didn't understand.

"You really think I don't mean it? Y/N you consume my thoughts in the best and worst way ever. I think about you all the time. All I ever want to do is speak with you and I don't care if it means you'll hate me, I won't stop doing it because I am selfish like that. I don't want to feel miserable, and the only way I have to do that is if I speak to you. You can tell me you despise me a thousand times but I won't care as long as you're in front of me, addressing me, acknowledging my presence." As Yeonjun spoke Y/N could not believe his words.

If it was just minutes ago she would've joked about how "you're so obsessed with me, jeez" but at that moment the expression on Yeonjun's face was making her want to cry. It seemed like he meant it.

He did mean it.

"You like me?" she asked, furrowing her brows in confusion.

"I think like is a bit of an understatement at this point..." he chuckled looking into the distance, the palms of his hands rubbing against each other awkwardly.

Y/N moved closer to him. He did not register how close she got until she turned his head towards her with her hand.

They stared at each other, they are not sure for how long. It could have been mere seconds or hours on end. Then she moved closer and finally kissed him.

She tilted her head as he deepened the kiss.

Everything felt good. They were finally happy.

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youmenotyummy · 1 year

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Converse High – P.SH [박성훈]

Synopsis: Shin Y/N was given the task to deliver her best friend's love letter to the shoe locker of Park Sunghan, the president of the broadcasting club. It just so happened to be that Park Sunghan's shoe box is situated right next to the shoe box of Park Sunghoon, a boy whose name had a one-syllable difference.

Genres: comedy, romance, slice of life, mix of written + smau

Warnings: swearing, very bad jokes, kms/kys, occasional pics of food/drinks, Sunghoon being vv delulu, ignore the timestamps on the Tweets and messages 😍

Pairings: non-idol!Sunghoon x fem!reader

Cast: Enhypen, &Team's Jo and Nicholas, TXT, Ive's Wonyoung, Le Sserafim, Newjeans, Park Sunghan (oc), and you!

Profiles: 11 Baddies, 1 Club {2 parts} | The Struggling Seven | Playing With Balls Rn 🏀 | Decelis Broadcast Coming to You Live

Part 1 - James Bond

Part 2 - Y/N Can't Read

Part 3 - Sunoo the Spy

Part 4 - Plotting on the Priv

Part 5 - Acquaintance Acquired

Part 6 - Han and Hoon

Part 7 - An Invitation From PSH

Part 8 - Sunghoon's Mission

Part 9 - The Moon and Morse Code

Part 10 - Decomposing Rn

Part 11 - Spy Gets Kicked in the Face

Part 12 - Blue Suits You Part 13 - Top Secret Information Gained

Part 14 - Spotted by the Target

Part 15 - Super Private

Part 16 - Secret Hideout Found

Part 17 - A True (James) Bond

Part 18 - Don't Worry Sunghoon

Part 19 - A Spy's Hypothesis

Part 20 - Ticking Time Bomb

Part 21 - Soobin the Villain

Part 22 - Eunchae's Crisis

Part 23 - A Spy's (Unwanted) Consultation

Part 24 - Interrogation

Part 25 - Preparing for the Mission

Part 26 - Film Festival

Part 27 - Final Mission

Part 28 - Mission Complete

Part 29 - Priv Admission (+Y/N's Letter)

Part 30 - James Bond and Vesper Lynd

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kpopandmusicpassion · 11 months

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Berna just moved to the city and heard about a job at a human/wolf friendly cafe. She made her way to her new house that was an inheritance from her grandmother.

“You wouldn’t be Bernadette would you?” An Omega in his hybrid form asked as she unlocked the door to her new home.

She smiled. “I prefer Berna but yes I am. Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too neighbor. I’m Thai and since no one here can pronounce it right I go by Ten.” He introduced himself.

“Did you want to come inside, Ten? I just have a few more boxes in the car. I’ll just buy whatever else I need after I get a job.”

“I would love to come in. Need help with the boxes?”

“Please! That would be a huge help!” She said going inside and putting the box beside the door.

She walked out to her car. “If you could take those two that would be a huge help.”

He got two boxes while she got the last three before shutting the door.

“Thank you so much!” As soon as they put down the boxes she gave him a hug which he reciprocated purring.

“Cute. You guys do purr when you’re happy. I absolutely love that!” She grinned pulling back.

“I know where you can work!” He said pulling her out of the house. She stopped to lock the house as Ten dragged her to The 7th Sense Cafe. He barged in shouting,”Taeyong! I found you your newest employee!”

“Jeez, Ten. Yell any louder and I’ll go deaf.” She said causing Ten to give her a sheepish grin.

“What are you yelling- Oh you brought a new friend.” A silvery-blonde with an extremely cute mullet came out looking at them surprised.

“This is Miss Mooning’s granddaughter Bernadette or well Berna.” Ten explained.

“Welcome, Berna. I’m Mark one of the owners.” He smiled charmingly.

She smiled back.”Nice to meet you too, Mark. I was actually planning on applying here seems Ten had the same idea.”

“Oh you were? Why?” Mark asked.

“Because this is one of the few places that serve humans and wolves alike. I got tired of sneaking food out of the restaurant at my old job to feed the wolves in the woods. There was hardly anything for them to hunt because most of the wildlife was hunted by the hunters of the town. I had to help to keep them from dying. They finally left last winter for a better home.”

The bell sounded and suddenly she was tackled. “Noona!”

She laughed hugging the wolves. “We were just talking about you since Mark wanted to know why I am interested in a job here. Hey guys.” She greeted the rest of the pack just as several more wolves walked out from the kitchen.

“Hey, Pup.” Yoongi patted her head. She swatted his hand away playfully.

“How many times have I told you not to pet me, Yoongles?” She pouted. He just rolled his eyes giving her a smirk.

“Who’s this?” A white haired wolf asked.

“I’m Bernadette Mooning.”

“You’re Miss Mooning’s granddaughter?” Taehyng asked as him, Jimin, and Jungkook gave her a group hug.

“That would explain why you you risked getting in trouble smuggling us food from your own family’s restaurant. You have a heart just as big as Miss Mooning.” Namjoon gave her a dimpled smile.

“What are you doing here, Noona? Is everything okay?” Soobin asked.

“ I inherited everything from Grandma. I was only staying in that shithole until I earned enough money to get away from that town. Then for a while I stayed because I couldn’t leave when you guys needed help. Besides I got the best family I could have asked for besides Grandma.”

“Sorry to interrupt this little reunion but Mark said you wanted a job here?” Asked a blue haired wolf.

“I am hoping to apply yes.”

“We can vouch for her, hyung!” Kai said.

“Yeah! You won’t regret hiring her! She would be a great addition!” Beomgyu added.

The blue haired wolf turned towards the elder wolves. Yoongi and the older wolves agreed with the pups.

“I don’t see why we can’t hire you today.” A brown haired wolf said.

She smiled their way stunning the wolves who are going to be her new workmates. The pups saw their looks and snicker as their elder pack mates noticed grinning.

“I’m Taeyong.” Said the blue haired wolf.

“I’m Shotaro.” A young silver haired wolf said.

“I’m Yuta.” Said a white haired wolf.

“I’m Jeno.” He has pink hair.

“I’m Johnny.” He was very tall with long orangish brown hair to his shoulders.

“I’m Renjun.” He had black and grey two toned hair.

“I’m Jaehyun.” He had red hair just a smidge shorter than Johnny.

“I’m Jaemin.” He has green hair just a smidge darker than mint green.

“Sungchan.” He had dark brown hair. Then the purple haired wolf stepped up.”Haechan.”

“Jisung.” He had dark brown hair with blonde highlights.

“Chenle.” He has black hair with red highlights.

“Berna! When can we come hang out at your house?” Kai and Taehyung asked pouting.

“Maybe this weekend you big babies.” She rolled her eyes fondly.

“Do you mind if me and the guys tag along?” Ten asked.

“You guys are always welcome. And anyone from your pack if there’s more than just you guys. Besides, we’re neighbors right, Ten?”

They talked a little more before deciding she would start work tomorrow and they headed home closing early.

~ ~ ~

That night she had 4 Omegas and 1 Beta at her door asking to sleep over.

“We can’t sleep, Noona.” Chenle pouted. She let them in locking the door as she headed upstairs with the wolves following.

“We can sleep with you right, Noona?” Haechan asked. She blinked.

“Are you guys Omegas by chance?” She asked.

“All but Chenle he’s a Beta.”

Jisung said.

“Find the bedrooms grab the covers and pillows off the beds put them in the living room then go to the bedroom closets and get more cover and pillows from there. You guys can make a nest in the living room and if you still want me to sleep with you guys I can join you in the nest if you want. I don’t have a bed big enough for all of us.” She said as they got to work. She had a feeling the boys didn’t tell anyone where they were. She called Taeyong.

“I can’t talk at the-“

“Chenle, Shotaro, Renjun, Haechan, and Jisung are here with me. They knocked on the door as I was about to head to bed. They wanted to sleep over. Haechan asked me to sleep with them so we’re getting stuff for them to make a nest with. Is that alright?”

“They came to your house. Thank God. So they’re okay? Yes that’s fine if they want to make a nest and you join them. Thank you for letting me know.”

“Of course. No problem.”

She got everything they needed before joining the wolves downstairs.

~ ~ ~

“What’s going on, Yong?” Johnny asked.

“Apparently they decided a sleepover at Berna’s was a good idea. They went over there and she’s going to let them make a nest they want her to sleep with them. I’m assuming she’s letting them make a nest in the living room so she can join them in the nest.” He explains.

“They went over to Berna’s house without telling us?” Yuta looks angry.

“Hold on she’s letting them stay and letting them build a nest so all of them can sleep together including her?” Mark asked.

“They do seem to do stuff like this when they like someone. That’s how they did me and Sungchan remember? Making a nest and all of us sleeping together?” Jaehyun asked.

The three younger Alphas told them they were going to join them.

“ you guys just want to join the cuddle pile especially since we have a new love interest don’t you?” Taeyong smirked.

“Go on.” Johnny said exasperated.

They ran to her house as the Alphas and Beta went to bed.

~ ~ ~

There was another knock at the door. The Omegas were just finishing up the nest as Berna answered the door. The Alphas walked in as she locked the door again.

“You wouldn’t mind if we joined would you?”Jeno asked her.

“I’m fine with it.” She said as Haechan made grabby hands at her since the others had got in the nest while she answered the door.

She was at the edge of the nest when Haechan pulled her into the nest cuddling with her pushing his nose into the crook of her neck.

She watched as Jaemin joined and felt him settle behind her grabbing her waist and cuddling into her back also scenting her. She saw Sungchan cuddling with Shotaro and Jisung as Jeno joined Renjun and Chenle. She was too tired to think much about the wolves currently cuddling her. She quickly fell asleep while the others talked quietly for a little bit before joining her to dream land.

~ ~ ~

The next morning Jaemin woke up to the phone and went to answer. Taeyong was letting him know they would be over in 10 minutes so he went to unlock the door. He let them know Berna and the Omegas were still asleep.When he returned Jeno had made himself comfortable behind Berna so he went to lay with the boys.

The door was opened quietly as the others made their way in Mark locking the door behind him. As upset as they were they were up too early so they joined the nest. Haechan made his way to Mark so Jaehyun took his place cuddling with Berna. They were soon back to sleep.

~ ~ ~

When she woke up she saw it was Jaehyun holding her instead of Haechan and peeking behind her it was Jeno while Jaemin was in Jeno’s previous spot and Haechan was with Mark. She then noticed Yuta,Taeyong , and Johnny on the couch watching them fondly.

When Taeyong realized she was awake he gave her a sweet smile. She just smiled back since Jaehyun and Jeno had her immobilized. Johnny chuckled saving her from the Alphas and their death grip.

“Good morning. You guys must’ve got here super early.” She said rubbing her eyes cutely.

“You are too precious.” Yuta moved to sit beside her pulling her onto his lap. She squeaked blushing hard. They chuckled and Yuta just put his arms around her so she had her head resting on his shoulder.

“What a nice picture to wake up to.” The Alphas and Haechan said as they woke up. She blushed again not looking at them.

“Cute. She’s shy.” Mark said.

Haechan woke the other 4 up. They grinned seeing Yuta with a shy Berna in his lap as he scented her.

Haechan ran over draping himself over her as she just sighed holding onto his waist so he wouldn’t fall on his ass.

“You seem a bit used to this.” Sungchan pointed out.

“When I was in that town near where BTS were living in the nearby forest I would literally drag them to my house when the weather got extremely bad. Jungkook, Taehyung, and Yeonjun liked to have me in their lap. And Jimin, Kai, and Beomgyu liked to get on me while they held me captive on their lap. They are super chaotic and absolutely insane.” She explained. The wolves all look angry not that she really noticed until Taeyong made her look at him and she saw the anger in his eyes. She was a little scared.

“Don’t let them do that anymore, understand?” He growled. She nodded her head not trusting her voice at the moment.

“Good.” Haechan got off her and Yuta gave her to Taeyong who started scenting her. Even though she was human she found being scented soothing like wolves do.

“That’s adorable! She seems to like being scented.” Jaemin cooed.

She gave them a shy smile confirming it. Taeyong nipped her collarbone making her jump slightly at the sting. The only explanation she could come up with is that they may like her in a romantic sort of way. They or at least Taeyong was acting extremely super possessive towards her.

“Careful,Taeyong-hyung. We don’t want to scare her off.” Chenle reprimanded the Alpha. He grumbled pulling away from her neck grinning smugly as he saw the hickies he gave her.

“Don’t we have work today?” She asked suddenly.

“We need a break anyway. It won’t hurt anyone if we take a few days off.” Johnny said.

“Besides we can introduce you to the rest of the pack! Come on!” Mark unlocked the door and dragged her to their house the others following. Shotaro gave her some of his clothes to change into after her shower.

“Why do you guys smell like human?”YangYang asked curiously.

“We picked another mate.” Jisung announced.

“Another?” Jungwoo asked.

“Yup. Miss Mooning’s granddaughter Bernadette.” Renjun added.

“We finally get to meet her!” Lucas said excitedly.

Just then Berna walked down the stairs. Everyone thought she looked absolutely adorable in Shotaro’s clothes.

“Berna?” One of them asked surprised.

“Dejun? Is that you?” She hugged him tightly.

“Wait a minute! She’s the little girl who cared for you isn’t she? The one who accepted you when you transformed.” Hendry asked piecing it together.

“Seems our girl is a wolf magnet. First BTS now Xiaojun.” Jeno chuckled pulling her to his chest after the hug.

“Guess I am and honestly I kind of like it. I can help the wolves and make new friends along the way.” She says not even saying something about the “our girl” part of the Alpha’s statement.

“So she’s where the maknaes ran off to. They went to her house last night for a sleepover. I take it that’s also where the rest of you went so early in the morning.” Ten guessed.

“We did.” Chenle said proudly.

“We weren’t able to get to sleep without Noona.” Shotaro explained.

“It didn’t feel right without her. We were okay without our mates because they always scent us but we had nothing of Noona’s.” Renjun replied.

“We can talk about this later. We still have to introduce you guys to Berna.” Yuta interrupts.

“I’m Lucas!”

“I’m YangYang!”

“I’m Hendry!”

“I’m WinWin.”

“I’m Kun.”

“I’m Jungwoo.”

“I’m Taeil.”

“I’m Doyoung.”

“Hold up is that a hickey?” Lucas asked noticing her collarbone.

“Yes apparently someone,” she glared at Taeyong,”didn’t like that some of my wolf friends made me sit in their lap while another laid in mine. And I mean BTS.”

They started laughing.

“You mean Taeyong got so jealous he decided to give you hickies to prove you’re theirs!” Ten cackled.

“ Ten, hun. I have already cuddled in a nest with Haechan, Jaemin, Jeno, and Jaehyun. Taeyong and Yuta had me in their lap. Thankfully BTS explained a lot to me since these guys haven’t actually said anything about it.”Berna said as Johnny grabbed her sitting down.

“Add Johnny to the list of guys making me sit in their lap.” She huffs laying back against the Alpha’s chest as he scented her.

“I was wondering why you didn’t say anything when Jeno called you “theirs”.”Jungwoo said.

“I’ve hung out and befriended enough hybrids to realize what was going on. BTS was actually surprisingly forthcoming with hybrid knowledge.” She said as she was passed to Mark and Jaehyun.She cuddled between them as they both scented her.

The others cooed at her cuteness.

“That’s adorable! I didn’t know humans liked scenting too.” Taeil squealed. She glanced over at him giving him a sleepy smile.

“I may be one of the few humans that do. Soobin and Yoongi were the first to scent me and that was because I was in the middle of a panic attack. I don’t think I had ever calmed down so fast in my life. So when I visited with their food they would scent me which always helped with my stress.”

Mark and Jaehyun pouted. “You sure are close with them.”

“As far as I’m concerned Grandma and Grandpa were my parents. That woman was my incubator and that man was my sperm donor those things are not my family. BTS are. We were there when we needed each other. Soobin is my favorite little brother. Don’t tell Beomgyu I said that he might just kill me.”

Her mates watched her fall asleep as the others cackled. They hung out a little longer before taking her home and staying with her in the nest.

Shotaro and Renjun cuddled up to her as Yuta, Taeyong, Mark, Chenle, Sungchan,Johnny, and Jisung pouted at not getting to cuddle her. They fell asleep a few minutes later.

~ ~ ~

When she woke up she smiled before sneaking out of the Omegas’ hold before calling Ten and asking him and Dejun to come over and help her cook for the guys and the rest of the pack can join later.

When they came they also brought Kun and WinWin since they were good cooks too and loved to cook. She taught them the food she grew up eating that was from different places including Japanese sushi and Mexican food while they taught her Korean, Thai, and Chinese dishes as well as a few more Japanese. The guys woke up to the smell of delicious food.

“That explains so much! I was wondering why the house had been modified for extra people of course she’d adopted you guys.” Berna was saying.

“Yup. Oh food’s done! We’re FINALLY done!” Ten said dramatically.

“We’ll go get the others. Thanks for this Berna.” Kun said.

“You kidding? I learned so much besides I know I would’ve met the pack anyway because Ten would be demanding us to get along. It’s nice to have a proper family.” Berna grinned.

“So you don’t mind the guys claiming you as their mate?” WinWin asked. They needed to know before they left.

“Of course not. I may be slightly attached to them already myself. I just don’t like their possessive streak when it comes to BTS. Those guys are family and nothing more. I’m still waiting for Yeonjun to fess up to Soobin and then there’s Namjoon and Yoongi who are still dancing around each other. At this point I’m about to confess for them.” She huffed in annoyance.

They laughed before WinWin and Kun left to bring the rest of the pack over.

“Come on guys!” Ten hollered.

They walked in to see her roll her eyes at Ten before asking them to set the table and get drinks and napkins set.

“I was told- Is that sushi?” Yuta asked as he barged in the rest close behind.

“Yup. I love sushi. It was a must especially knowing you and Shotaro are the only Japanese members. The guys taught me some new Japanese dishes too. So it’s a huge win in my book.”

As they sat down to eat Mark dragged her plate over pulling her into his lap as they started eating. She just sighed not even surprised at this point as she stared eating while in his lap. They all had so much fun. She was a great addition to the pack.

~ ~ ~

They were finally back to work. She saw BTS come in and marched over.

“Do any of you have mates yet?” She demanded.

“No. Why?” Jin asked suspiciously.

“Soobin and Yeonjun like each other. Be mates already! Same for V and Hobi, Jungkook, Yoongi, & Namjoon. Jin and Jimin and the 3 maknaes. Your crush returns your feelings. Every damn one of you confided in me. The pining is over. If I need to I’ll get my pack to drag y’all to my house and lock you guys in until you guys have fucked.” Berna said. Haechan and Taeyong watched on amused.

“Did you say your pack?”

“You have a pack now?”

“Since when?”

“Are they nice?”

“Are you happy?”

“What are they like?”

“When can we meet them?”

“Does that mean Noona has a mate?”

“Are they treating you right?”

“Do we need to give them a talk?”

“They haven’t forced you into anything have they?”

“Are you okay with being in a pack?”

“I just told you that you can finally mate the love of your life and all you’re worried about is my pack?” She asked in disbelief.

Johnny came out giving her a back hug. “You have nothing to worry about. NCT is her pack. If my mates and I hadn’t already claimed her as ours Ten would have made her a part of the pack.”

“You claimed her?” V looked furious.

“Not like that, dumbo. The whole possessive skinship thing.” Berna said.

“Is that a HICKEY?” Jin screeched.

“Taeyong didn’t take to the fact some of you made me sit in your lap while someone else sat in mine. They never actually said anything until Jeno told NCT I was theirs but I had already seen the signs y’all told me about before then.”

They all gaped when Ten (who had been eavesdropping) stomped out yelling,” Go mate idiots! She literally just told on all of y’all and I will help her enforce that whole lock you guys in a room till y’all fuck if we have to!”

They all ran out blushing like crazy.

#human oc #hybrid #bts #alpha!johnny #alpha!jaehyun #alpha!yuta #hybrid!mark #hybrid!nct #best friends!txt x oc #a/b/o verse #sungtaro #Jaeyong #Yumark #norenmin #bffs human x Xiaojun x Ten x BTS x TXT

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LOVE LIES

CH. 06 | LUNCH DATE (?)

A Bada Lee smau-ish ff

pairing: bada lee x fem!dancer!oc (jia mei yu)

synopsis: bada lee wasn’t looking for love when it found her. jia mei yu couldn’t truly comprehend the feeling inside when she was with her, on and off the dancefloor. when these two dancers meet by chance, a bond is formed and uncharted territories are explored.

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warnings: definitely au-like… no mentions of swf or smf, uhhh idk any more, bad writing, friendly violence, a little inaccurate, unedited

previous: chapter 5

next: chapter 7

taglist (open): @badasgirlfriend @tikitsune @lil-elliesgf @prilux @badagf @badaslali @avocifera

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a/n: #combackszn sorry for the long wait hope y'all enjoy their little date!! also sneaked in a set up for my tatter x laura fic i might make… I just feel like that would be too good to not happen 🫦 actually reading this chap while writing and I’m realizing that i may be forming a hyper golden retriever x calm golden retriever relationship i love this

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Jia sat in front of her vanity, reading the comments on her livestream as they rolled in. She decided since she had time while getting ready for lunch with Bada, she’d do a short livestream. “Hello everyone! It’s been a minute since I’ve done one of these. I’m just hopping on while I get ready.”

She explained to the viewers, applying sunscreen to her fingertips before rubbing it into her face. “To pass the time, why don't we do a Q&A? Ask your questions and I'll answer them to the best of my ability.”

She fanned her face before grabbing her primer. Removing the lid, Jia read aloud the first question she saw:

user124: what are you getting ready for?

She spattered the primer onto her face as she talked. “Just the day, really. So far I’ve only went to the gym, ate breakfast, and answered some emails. But, I am going to lunch with a friend so there's that.” Jia mentioned, keeping a casual expression as she rubbed the primer into her skin.

user243: you're always wearing platformed shoes in most of your posts… how tall are you?

“I didn't even realize that. I'm 171.45 centimeters to be exact, last time I checked.” The girl applied a thin level of foundation and hummed to herself.

user947: what are the next groups you want to work with?

Jia thought about the question, tapping her chin. “That's a tough question… probably txt, nmixx, or ateez. Oh, and seventeen!” She began to contour her face and glance between the phone and her reflection in the mirror.

user328: what's your favorite song at the moment?

Jia began to fill and shape her eyebrows as she thought back to the song she'd played the most for the past few weeks. She cringed a little at the two songs that instantly came to mind, knowing that the viewers might think too deeply about the lyrics.

“Sorrows by Bryson Tiller or All I Want Is You by Miguel.” Almost immediately, she saw the comments come in faster. Holding back an eye roll, Jia began to shut down any ideas that were being sent.

“There isn't a specific reason why these are my favorite songs right now. So don't read too much into it.” Jia added concealer and skimmed through the comments, searching for her next question.

user429: is it true you’re collaborating with bada lee???

Jia laughed a little at the comment as she blended the makeup. “No, that's not true. However, if you guys convince her then maybe there's a chance. I'll have to think about it.” Jia smiled as she received a lot of comments along the lines of ‘challenge accepted’.

She answered multiple questions as she finished up her makeup, adding lip gloss before tossing it into her purse. She stood up and leaned close to the camera, giving a close-lipped smile as she wiggled her fingers under her face.

“Alright, now I have to accessorize, do my hair, and put on perfume, then I should be done!” Jia summed up as she moved to the bathroom. She opened one of the cabinets and took out her brush.

She held her hair into a ponytail and looked down at her outfit. “Ponytail of half up half down, which one should I do?” Jia kept her eyes on the comments as she took out a hair tie and a few bobby pins. The majority of the comments she saw said ponytail, so she went with it.

She added a little details to it by adding a middle part and styling bobby pins on each side of the front. Jia let some stray strands frame her face and she looked down at the phone and put two thumbs up.

Moving back to her room, she sat back in front of her vanity and opened her jewelry box. She tapped her chin before choosing a combination of silver pieces. “Alright, two final questions everyone. Choose wisely.”

user156: when will your next class be?

“Monday at ygx. I'm going to be there basically all day so come up to me if you catch me!” Jia responded while dabbing her signature scent in its regular places.

user805: are you dating anyone?

Jia instantly shook her head with a straight face. “No, I'm not seeing anyone. But, Jackson Wang if you're watching this… call me.” Jia quickly turned the question into a joke, holding a phone hand sign up to her ear and raising her brows before blowing a kiss to the screen.

Almost immediately, she dipped out of the frame and began laughing. The girl tried to return to the screen but read a few comments that only made her laughter grow. She covered her mouth and tried to relax her face.

“Alright… thanks for tuning in! See you guys later!” Jia blew a kiss to the camera and waved goodbye as she ended the live. She wiped a fake tear off her face and fanned her eyes. “I'm the funniest person I know.”

She stood up and looked at her outfit in the mirror. It really represented her maximalist meets minimalist sense of style. Jia picked up her tote and added her essentials before sitting on her bed. Bada texted the details last night, and she already forwarded them to Ryujin.

Jia looked at the time on her phone and sighed, thinking back to why she got ready so early. It was now around 10:40 and the pair agreed to meet at the location by 12. Jia made her way out of her room and contemplated what she wanted to do to waste time.

She walked down the hall and knocked on her sister’s door four times before going inside. Laura didn't bother to look up from her laptop as Jia walked in and lay down on her bed.

Kija hopped down from Laura’s lap and moved to lay against Jia’s side. Jia pet the cat who nuzzled into her side and stared at the ceiling before dramatically sighing. Laura ignored the girl as she typed away at her keyboard, increasing the volume of her music in the background.

Jia glanced at her sister before letting out an even more dramatic sigh. Laura rolled her eyes before swiveling her chair toward the direction of her bed. “What?” Jia immediately sat up with a bright smile painted on her face.

“Oh, nothing. I'm just excited to hang out with Bada today. You know, in person. Outside the dance studio.” Jia said with a sigh, continuing to pet Kija as she looked into the distance.

Laura glared and shook her head. “That was definitely a jab at me and Suyin… Just because we’re long distance doesn’t mean you can attack us like this.” Laura jokingly shook her head and wiped away her fake tears. Jia rolled her eyes and launched the closest stuffed animal at her sister.

Laura ducked out of the way and shook her head disappointingly, tisking at her sister as she spun back toward her laptop. “Next time Suyin visits I'm telling her to beat you up.”

Jia rolled her eyes and crossed her legs before placing Kija on the floor. “My apologies… Anyways, back to my thing. I did some research on the place we’re meeting and it's supposed to have a pretty scenery.”

Laura spun back in Jia’s direction with a smile on her face. “That sounds perfect for your date!” “Not a date…” Jia immediately followed up, earning an eye roll from Laura.

“It basically is. Watch, I bet Ryujin will confirm that it was, in fact, a date after her spying.” Laura confidently declared before leaning back into her chair and kicking her legs up onto the corner of her desk.

Jia sighed and leaned to the side, propping her head on top of her palm. “I feel like if it is, I won't be upset at all. It's just I don't wanna get my hopes up.” Laura peeked at her sister and sighed.

“Understandable. Also, why are you in here right now?” Laura crossed her arms and squinted at her sister. “I wanted to spend some quality time with my little sister!” Jia enthusiastically said, sweetly smiling at her sister’s straight face.

“Bullshit. Let me guess, you started getting ready too early because you were so excited.” Laura plainly worded, clicking the enter key on her laptop. Jia bit her lip in guilt, earning a laugh from Laura.

“You want her so bad.” Laura brought down her legs and completely spun in her sister’s direction. Jia rolled her eyes at the statement and fully sat up. “Yadda, yadda.”

“More like ‘Bada, Bada’ is the only thing on your mind.” Laura joked with a wink and Jia almost instantly cringed. She launched another stuffed animal in the girl’s direction, causing the younger to weave away from said stuffed animal.

“That was so bad, you need to be silenced.” Laura dramatically scoffed at Jia’s claim, holding a hand to her heart while her jaw slacked. “So now you want to silence queer voices? I'm already starting the cancel Jia Mei Yu tag as we speak.” Jia rolled her eyes and stood up from the bed.

“That's why you're not getting any leftover food I might bring back.” Laura gasped and immediately moved to apologize but Jia hushed her actions as she walked out of the room.

Quickly grabbing her bag and phone from her room, she trekked down the stairs and into the living room. Jia lounged on the couch and watched youtube videos while she waited for the appropriate time to leave.

She wanted to get there about fifteen minutes early so she would be able to talk with Ryujin before Bada was supposed to show up. When it reached a reasonable time, Jia stood up and grabbed her things.

Saying her goodbyes to Laura and Kija, she grabbed her keys and walked out the door. Once she made it out of the complex, Jia walked to her regular parking space and got into her car. She shot a text to Ryujin, telling her that she was leaving her apartment.

After she received a response, Jia ignited the engine and embarked on the journey.

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After parking, she got out of her car and looked at the time. Bada would be there in approximately ten minutes and Jia started to frantically text Ryujin while walking into the building. Apparently, the lunch spot was located on one of the higher levels.

Once she reached the destination, she couldn't help but notice how pretty it was. It looked to be a mostly outdoor-themed lunch spot and Jia had no idea how she hadn't been there before.

It kind of resembled a really pretty park area, but in the sky where you could see the skyline. There was a sign to first sit at your desired table and then press a button when you're ready to order. Jia found that pretty neat as she maneuvered through the tables.

She found a couple closer to the wall of the cafe and chose to wait at one of them. Jia scrolled through her phone as a text from Ryujin came in, telling her to look up and over to a table near the edge of the seating area.

Her head immediately snapped up and followed Ryujin’s directions. There, she saw her friend waving at her with a smile on her face. Jia smiled back and took a couple of pictures of her before shooting her heart sign, to which Ryujin reciprocated.

Jia anxiously bit her lip and scrolled through tiktoks in hopes of distracting herself enough for her mind to calm down before Bada showed up. She alternated between social media and texting Ryujin when she heard someone approach the table.

“Am I late?” Jia immediately looked up to see a slightly worried Bada reaching the table and she couldn't help the smile that took over her features. She shook her head and stood from her seat, meeting Bada in front of the table.

Due to the couple of inches from the platform sandals she sported, she was about the same height as Bada. She smugly smiled before greeting the girl with a hug. Her affections were immediately reciprocated and the pair hugged for a little before taking seats across from each other.

Jia discreetly looked over to Ryujin’s table where she was fake-reading a book while keeping most of her focus on the two. Jia turned her attention back onto the girl in front of her and held a soft smile.

“This place is so pretty, how did you discover it?” Jia questioned while looking around the sit-down cafe before moving her gaze back onto Bada.

“I found this place a couple of months ago with a few friends,” Bada answered with a smile as she pulled two menus from its holder off to the side. Jia hummed and thanked Bada for the menu when she handed it to her.

She skimmed the menu, secretly peeking at the girl across from her before setting it down. The casual attire that Bada wore looked good, and she smelled even better. Little did Jia know that the said outfit took Bada thirty minutes and five phone calls to put together.

Bada followed suit and pressed a button that summoned the waiter. While waiting for the waiter, the two began making conversation. Jia really enjoyed Bada’s facial expressions while talking, it made her look so passionate about the smallest things.

Jia also acknowledged how adorably dorky Bada was. She was convinced Bada’s little quirks made her like her even more. Once the waiter approached the table and greeted the two, they said their orders.

The pair continued their conversation after the waitress left, going back and forth with questions. “So, when's your birthday?” Bada asked while placing her chin on top of her propped-up palm.

“April 24th… I’m a Taurus.” Jia said, said with a hint of pride. She found her birthdate to be aesthetically satisfying to her mind when she thought about it in numeral form.

“Yours?” Jia rerouted the question back to Bada, subconsciously shifting in her seat to get closer to the girl.

A small smile hinted at Bada’s features before she began speaking. “September 22nd…” Jia’s hand immediately fell on the table. “Wait, you're telling me-” She cut herself off as she flipped her phone over.

Her gaze flickered between Bada and her phone, her shocked face morphed into an expression of realization. “Today is the 16th… its five days away!” Jia exclaimed, attempting to keep her voice lower than a shout.

Bada nodded with an amused smile. She found Jia’s whole reaction a mixture of entertaining and endearing. “This isn't funny, now I have to scour the earth to find a gift good enough for you in less than five days!” Jia half-joked with a huff, leaning back in her seat and crossing her arms.

“Just a ‘happy birthday’ will work,” Bada said while mimicking Jia’s sitting position. Jia instantly shook her head at the girl’s statement, finding it completely foolish.

“Yeah, that's not gonna happen. I'm a great gift-giver so I can't miss an opportunity like this. If anything, this is more for me than for you!” Jia rambled on, crossing her legs as she spoke and tried to reason with the girl.

They had a staring contest and once Jia tilted her head and raised a challenging brow, Bada gave in with a sigh. Jia’s expression changed into a victorious grin as she hummed satisfactorily.

The waiter returned with their orders and the two politely thanked them. Jia took a sip of her beverage before leaning against the table. “So, tell me what you're doing for your birthday.”

Bada thought a little before shrugging. “Nothing much. I'm probably just going to hang out in the studio with my crew, maybe go to a dinner and a movie with some friends.” Jia nodded at Bada’s statement, the soft smile that graced her lips was unable to abandon them.

The conversation flowed through various topics, from favorite shows to funny childhood stories. Jia took many opportunities to discreetly try and find out bits and pieces of Bada’s potential sexuality standing.

Most of the questions she asked were pretty obvious to Jia, but Bada really had no clue what she meant by them. At some point, Jia asked Bada if she had ever watched ‘The L Word’ and Bada couldn't have been any more confused.

Jia was in the middle of telling a story about her and Laura in middle school when she mentioned someone she had never really revealed existed to the public. “Wait, you have a brother?” Bada asked, the surprise evident in her tone.

“Oh, yeah. He's the youngest and is still in school. A real pain in the ass, but I guess he's alright.” Jia answered before sipping her beverage. Bada hummed in fascination, pleased to find out something new about Jia’s life.

While Bada was telling a story about something funny that happened earlier this year with her friends, Jia couldn't stop staring at the breadcrumb on the corner of the girl’s lips.

She contemplated whether she should tell the girl about it or not. Jia didn't want to cut off the girl’s cute ramblings so she opted for the second thing that came to mind. She slowly moved her hand toward the girl’s cheek and held it while wiping off the crumb at the corner of Bada’s lips.

As soon as Jia’s hand made contact with Bada’s face, Bada’s actions paused and her voice died in her throat. A light blush came over her features once Jia’s soft thumb made contact with the corner of her lips. After a few swipes, the warm feeling of Jia’s hand disappeared from Bada’s face, causing the girl to internally frown at the lack of warmth.

Jia’s eyes held a look of genuine innocence and cluelessness at the feelings she caused to arise in the girl across from her. She signaled for Bada to continue speaking and took a bite of her own food.

For a little while, Bada’s sentences held a slight stutter as she kept anxiously fixing her bangs from time to time. Jia intently paid attention to Bada’s words, not minding the stutter at all.

Bada passed the conversation onto Jia, relaxing a bit once the the girl started rambling about a subject she was interested in. After many conversations and laughs, the two girls had finished their lunches.

Both of them learned more about each other and it grew their connection, as well as their feelings for one another. Once the bill came, Jia instantly took it. Bada protested, saying that since she was the one to invite her, she should pay.

But Jia wouldn't back down. “You bought me a snack yesterday, so I buy you lunch today. Also, weren't you the one that said ‘friends buy friends things’?” Jia confidently recited, a slight smirk resting across her face as she took her wallet from her bag.

Bada sighed and jokingly rolled her eyes with a grin on her face. “Using my words against me, I see. Fine, but next time… I'm paying.” Bada waved a finger at the girl and Jia waved it off as she placed her card inside the bill holder and signed her signature before handing it back over to the waiter.

Jia sweetly smiled at Bada’s fake frown. “Thank you for letting me pay, I could see how much it pained you to do so.” She dramatically thanked the girl with both hands on her heart, causing Bada’s facade to crack and a laugh to escape.

“It really did hurt me watching you pay. My heart clenched in agony.” Bada mimicked Jia’s dramatics while deepening her playful frown. The waitress returned Jia’s card and wished the two a good day before attending to the next table.

The two girls simultaneously stood up with a sigh. “This was really fun, we have to do it again sometime soon.” Bada voiced with a charming smile. “I was just about to say the same thing.” Jia agreed with a matching smile and a head nod.

Bada and Jia slowly made their way down to the lower levels of the building, carrying out their conversation for as long as they could. The two frequently brushed arms in the process, but neither of them addressed it.

Jia thought that their paths would divide once they stepped out onto the concrete, but Bada offered to walk Jia to her car. Of course, the girl accepted the offer. The pair continued their conversation as they slowly strode to Jia’s car.

Both girls didn't want to end the conversation, but Jia knew if she didn't Bada would be late for the meeting she mentioned earlier. Jia hugged the girl goodbye, staying in each other’s hold for just a moment longer than what seemed customary.

Jia watched Bada walk in the other direction before getting into her own car. Instead of igniting the engine, she sat behind the wheel and reflected on the past hour she spent with Bada. She couldn't help the giddy smile that graced her features as she excitedly tapped against her wheel.

Her soul almost left her body when knocks were heard against her window. Jia’s eyes widened as a hand fell on her chest before she slowly turned toward the culprit.

A breath was released once she realized the guilty party was Ryujin. The girl laughed at her friend’s change of expression before signaling her to lower her window. Jia followed her friend’s signal as she caught her breath and steadied her heart.

“If I died just now, just know you would be the one responsible,” Jia uttered with narrowed eyes, causing Ryujin’s smile to grow. “Well, good thing you didn't because you wouldn't hear what I'm about to say.”

Jia’s expression changed as she turned her body toward the girl leaning on her car window. “First of all, that place was great. Ten out of ten food, I'll probably go again with-” “Okay, okay, I get it. The food was amazing, now tell me what I want to know.” Jia cut the girl off with a hopeful glint in her eyes.

“That, my friend, was definitely a date. I don't even know where to begin on how much of a date that was. It was so cute, you two are perfect.” Ryujin continued to gush at the memory of observing the date.

A bright grin, with a hint of shyness, grew on Jia’s face as she covered her mouth at what Ryujin revealed. “You're positive?” “Baby, why would I lie about this?” Ryujin rhetorically questioned, a smile still present on her features.

“No, you actually might be right. Thank you for your service, agent baby girl.” Jia jokingly drew out with a salute, although there was still some doubt in her head.

“Anytime, except for the rest of the day. I can't believe I had to play spy on my day off…” Ryujin voiced with slight disbelief, shaking her head before saying goodbye to Jia.

The girl laughed at her friend’s claim and watched her walk away from the window. She rolled it back up and laid her head against the seat. A satisfied him drew out of her matching smile before she decided to start her car.

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