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chrysbibi · 5 months

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Something New | Park Jihoon x Reader

Pairing: Park Jihoon x fem!Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: Jihoon finds himself thinking of you while taking a shower and he can't help but act on his urges.

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: explicit sexual content, masturbation (m), sexual fantasy

Jihoon lowers his head as he turns on the shower. He takes a sharp breath as he feels the lukewarm water run down his back and he quickly tries to adjust the temperature, turning the handle all the way to the hot water. He sighs as the water slowly becomes warmer and places his right hand on the shower wall, supporting his weight. For a few moments he stays still, just letting the water fall down on him, washing away all the fatigue of his busy day away.

He pushes his wet hair out of his eyes with his free hand before he raises his head and grabs the body wash from behind him. He puts a generous amount of the gel on his palm and starts rubbing his tired limbs, groaning when he passes over sore parts of his body. He turns on the hot water, his hand resting against the wall once again as he closes his eyes and tries to enjoy the feeling of his muscles relaxing.

The steam grows thicker inside the bathroom as Jihoon leaves the water on and his breathing becomes heavier. His left hand twitches next to his thigh and his chest heaves as he struggles to return his breathing to a normal level. But, as flashes of you cross his mind, he is unable to control his body anymore. His left hand slowly crawls upwards, moving to his inner thigh as he feels blood rushing to his cock.

Jihoon hadn't seen you all week; the last time he saw you was twelve days ago when he managed to find some time between dance practice and vocal class. He stopped for a bit more than an hour at your place as the two of you didn't even have enough time for a coffee date. He remembers dropping by while you were studying for a project, but you were more than glad to ignore your deadline for an hour or two if that meant spending time with your busy, idol friend, who barely managed to find some free time nowadays.

He remembers how your face brightened up upon seeing him at your door and the way you hugged him tightly as you welcomed him in. Jihoon remembers very vividly how your body felt pressed against his own; he recalls your warmth and your scent floading his senses, but most clearly he remembers how your chest felt squeezed between your bodies and the way you sighed when he pulled you even closer by the waist before he released you.

His eyebrow twitches at the thought and he exhales deeply by the mouth, chest heaving faster to match the pace of his breath.

He remembers how you moved to sit next to him on your bed when he didn't sit by the chair beside yours, claiming the bed was more comfortable. He remembers how your hand accidentaly brushed by his thigh when you tried to grab your cat plushie from behind him and how hard he tried to push away all the nasty thoughts that crossed his mind right then and there.

At that Jihoon finally lets his fingers wrap around his dick as all these thoughts come back to him and there is nothing and nobody here to prevent him from letting them take over. He slowly rubs the head of his cock with his thumb, moving his finger in circles and spreading his precum over the whole area. He slides his hand lower, pulling the foreskin downwards and applying more pressure over the sensitive skin right under his tip.

He swallows, Adam's apple bobbing and shuts his eyes tighter as he imagines your hand being the one holding him right now. Your fingers hesitantly take a hold of his cock before you regain your confidence and squeeze him, feeling his shaft pulsate against your skin.

Jihoon is using his left hand, so it feels like you.

He is not used to jerk off with his left side so he finds it a bit hard to synchronize his movements at first, but you would probably be a bit awkward in the beginning too, right?

You would look down as you would begin stroking him before you would raise your eyes to stare at his, trying to understand if you were doing it right. Your gaze would lock with his as he would slowly become undone under your touch; mouth opening slightly and eyes closing half-way as he would struggle to keep them open. He wouldn't want to miss this for anything in the world.

Seeing his ragged breathing and the way his muscles would tense and his jaw would clench, you would shift your attention back to his cock. Your hold would tighten over him as your strokes would become faster and harder. Knowing you, he guesses that you would bite your bottom lip as you would concentrate and Jihoon can't help but throw his head back at the shower as his left hand is moving in a steady pace now.

He squeezes his eyes shut and quickens even more the pace while trying not to loose the image of you.

He is certain that at some point you would turn back to face him, enjoying this view of him that you would have just unlocked. Maybe you would move your face closer to his, teasing him with how close you would bring your lips to his trembling ones, yet not touching them. And as your lips would be hovering over his, you would look up to him and smile while you would suddenly slow down your strokes, thumb sliding over his tip, nail grazing over his hole before you would move lower to trace the underside of his head.

Jihoon gasps at the thought and the feeling of his thumb roughly rubbing around and over his tip, moving the foreskin up and down. He is so close that the image of you in his head almost blurs from pleasure, but he snaps his eyes open and manages to hold it.

He is now panting as the thought of you slowly moving your face further from his without loosing eye contact, only to bend and spit on his cock pops in his head. He groans and drags his hand all the way to the base of his dick as he imagines you would do before picking up the pace again, settling on a merciless speed.

His mouth falls open but no sound comes out. He feels like he is going to burst, overwhelmed from the experience. He clenches his jaw, hips bucking forward, desperate to meet something other than his own hand. Pleasure spreads all over his body, travelling inside his veins, burning his skin as he huffs for more air.

He cums, a moan escaping his throat as he stains the shower wall.

Cum drips from his dick, sticking to his fingers as he continues pumping his cock, slower now that he has reached his high. When cum stops oozing from his tip, Jihoon places his left hand on the wall next to his right one and he tries to catch his breath.

His orgasm was so tense that he is still processing it. It hit him harder than any previous time and Jihoon chuckles weakly at the realization, wondering if imagining you jerking him off was really the closest to trying to get inside of you.

He staggers and leans his back on the wall behind him, letting his arms fall limply on his sides. The water running down his chest is not as warm anymore and Jihoon blinks slowly, knowing that he needs to clean himself off and get out of the shower before one of the other boys starts searching for him.

"One more minute…" he mutters to himself, closing his eyes and enjoying the last bits of this moment.

He squeezes harder his eyes shut and begs to feel something new soon.

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slytherinshua · 5 months

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HOLD YOU FOREVER

genre. fluff. dad jihoon. warnings. reader and jihoon are married. newborn baby. no birth descriptions, but there is an epidural mentioned once. it's mostly just baby fluff. pairing. husband!jihoon x fem!reader. wc. 900. a/n. @evalevaeva the delusions are here i hope u get diabetes 🧍‍♀️

“You can’t hold her forever, baby.”

Jihoon responded with a mere pout and a shake of his head as he continued to refuse to let go of his newborn daughter. You had pretty much passed out after the birth and caught up on some much needed sleep, leaving Jihoon to hold the new baby for as long as he pleased. The only problem was, once you had woken back up, he didn’t want to let go of her.

He was currently sitting on the hospital bed right next to you, his shirt off so he could go skin-to-skin with the baby. She was sleeping peacefully on his chest, and you couldn’t lie, it was the most precious sight the world had to offer.

You would stay in this moment forever if you could, content to just watch your husband’s eyes hold the most amount of love possible for his new daughter. His fingers slid carefully up and down her back, holding her with only the most gentle touches as if his whole hand would be too much.

“She’s gonna have to eat eventually.” You reminded him, brushing some hair away from his forehead. You even noticed some tears forming in his waterline. He had already cried 2 times today, to which you had laughed at. Seeing him being emotional over the start of his new family had you melting.

“She can eat when she wakes up.” Jihoon shushed you, too busy admiring his daughter to even look at you. You giggled and shifted on the bed so your head lay on his shoulder. The new position allowed you to see your daughter’s sleeping face better and your heart instantly softened seeing her tiny face.

“Y/n.” Your husband said softly. You hummed and looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. “I love her so much. She’s so perfect.”

“I know.” You smiled. The oxytocin that came with welcoming a whole new life into the world was almost overwhelming. It was by far the best moment of your life.

Ever since you had met Jihoon, your life had achieved many highs where you could easily say you were the happiest you had ever been. Your days spent crushing on him, when he asked you out, the first time he said he loved you, your proposal, your wedding, your first wedding anniversary, and so on.

But nothing topped this. This was something far more precious and dear to you than anything else. The warm fuzzy feeling seemed to float around in the air as you stayed cuddled close to Jihoon and your daughter, taking it all in. She was so small lying on his chest, almost devastatingly so. So small and so sweet— just looking at her could make anyone want to cry.

You noticed how soft Jihoon had become the moment she was placed in his arms. Even his breathing had become softer just in case the rise and fall of his chest was uncomfortable for her. The little things he did in the moment already showed you how much he loved his child. He would go to the ends of the earth for her without hesitation. She was the most precious gift that Jihoon had ever received.

“Are you doing okay? Did the epidural wear off or are you still feeling numb?” He asked, finally finding it in him to take his eyes off the baby to look at you instead.

“I’m fine,” You assured him, “Just want to stay like this for a little longer.” You squished your cheek into his shoulder a bit more, finding a comfortable position as close to him as possible. In this position, you could strongly smell his woody cologne as well as the clean scent of soap from his bare skin. If it weren’t for these comforting smells, you were sure the birth wouldn’t have gone as smoothly. They always helped you relax and feel safe. And even now, you just wanted to be as close to him as possible.

Both Jihoon and your eyes were glued to your baby and simultaneous gasps escaped your mouths as she slowly woke up, opening her eyes wide. She seemed to focus on you, though with a newborn’s eyesight, you were sure you were blurry to her still.

“Hi.” You whispered, your lips up-turning into a wide smile. “You woke up. Was sleeping on your daddy comfortable? I’m a little jealous of you, I don’t think he’ll want to cuddle with me anymore when he could cuddle with you.” Your bottom lip jutted out as you talked in a soft voice to her. She just blinked slowly at you.

“She has pretty eyes.” Jihoon said suddenly, studying her big eyes that perfectly resembled his own.

“She has your eyes.” You corrected, the comment making Jihoon smile. “She looks more like you than me, I think you won.” You said in fake sadness.

“I love her.” He said again. You had a feeling that you would be hearing him say that a lot over the next few weeks.

“I know, baby.” You pressed a kiss to his cheek and let a comfortable silence envelop the room again. It was peaceful. Just you, Jihoon, and your baby all curled up together on the hospital bed, enjoying the first few hours of her life.

After a while, you spoke up again, “You really can’t hold her forever, though.”

↳ misc taglist (let's be real, it's more like park jihoon taglist): @yeonjuns-redhair,, @wolfmoonmusic,, @edensgardenn,, @cyberpunksunwoo

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blossominghunnie · 7 months

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Fate

In which Dalrae, a rising star, will have to work with the star of the moment, Park Jihoon, who happens to be her soulmate.

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Pairing: Park Jihoon x actress!fem!oc

Genre: Fluff, soulmate au, smau + written

Featuring: Jeong Yunho from Ateez, Goo Gunil from Xdinary Heroes, Kim Sunwoo from The Boyz, Bae Jinyoung from Cix, Choi Hyunwook & Minnie from (G)-Idle

Warning: Cussing

Status: Paused, will start when I finish my other two smaus

Taglist: Open

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Masterlist

Pretty people with issues 😼 || Oldies + Hyunwook 🤥

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nonranghaes · 2 months

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jihoon whines softly as he shifts, warm cheek pressed against your arm. his fever broke hours ago, and yet he still seems too warm now. if it were junkyu, maybe you'd be a little upset at canceling your plans today to take care of him. but for the birthday boy? you just feel pity, and brush his hair back from his eyes again. he'd fallen in and out of sleep most of today until a few hours ago, and you didn't fight him when he begged for you to watch a movie with him.

"i'm sorry," his voice is soft, and he shuts his eyes as he snuggles against you. maybe he shouldn't get so close to you when he was probably still a little sick, but... neither of you seem to have an issue with it. "i ruined your day."

"hoony, its your day." you smooth his hair down, frowning for a moment. "i wasn't going to abandon you on your birthday."

yoshi and junkyu left the sharehouse hours ago. it's just the two of you, and neither of you seem to mind. jihoon just shuts his eyes again, snuggling in.

"still--"

"hold on, i made you something," you stop him before he can apologize again. you wiggle out of his grasp, and giggle a little when he reaches for you. "i'll be back in a minute, silly. you get whiny when you're sick, you know."

jihoon presses his lips together. once you're out of sight, he speaks up again, "there's actually something i want to tell you. i know this isn't good timing, but--"

and then you've returned with a cake you've clearly made yourself. the icing is messy, and the words are a little wonky, but his heart races all the same.

"happy birthday, jihoon," you say softly. "i hope this makes up for it."

he'll tell you tomorrow. tomorrow, he can kiss you properly if you'll let him. today... he'll just fight back the urge to cry and blame it on being sick.

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jikjinz · 9 months

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❝ [where is my mind] ¡! ❞

CONTAINS: treasure legal line (without mashi & yedam) x reader, separately; perverted behavior & thoughts, panty-stealing; suggestive themes, let me know if i should add something !!

TAGLIST: @he4rtsforjihoon @yedamies-blackswan @ahncosette

a/n: gotta repost some stuff ehe

✧.* CHOI HYUNSUK !!

a shy baby, definitely flustered by his own thoughts! But on the other hand, he just can’t resist it; his mind almost automatically wanders toward such things. definitely the type of guy who gets nervous and stiff every time you hug him because omg !!! you’re so close to him !!! He likes to watch your hands and lips, but he focuses on these parts purely mindlessly. though when he does, he can’t help but think. think hard. think hard to not think about how your hands would look in his, how your hands would look around his length, or how your lips would feel on his neck. when he catches himself thinking so, all he wants is to disappear; there’s no way you’re interested in him, right? right?

more under the cut !!

✧.* PARK JIHOON !!

he is cocky indeed, though there’s one exception: you. every time you’re around, he either gets quiet or too loud and angry. it seems like he doesn’t like you that much, at least that’s what everyone thinks. in reality, he likes you way too much. sometimes it even physically hurts. especially when he’s trying to get off, but his hand is not enough. he needs you. neither your panties he’s stolen nor the images he has in mind with you can help. all he needs is your pretty hole and your shaky pleading voice. At this point, he’s sure you are provoking him, although he has brought this upon himself while stealing your first pair of panties. since then, you try to test his limits and see how fast he breaks.

✧.* KANEMOTO YOSHINORI !!

“don’t test me, i will cry at you” type of guy. another shy and flustered baby. he tries to justify himself thinking that you’re doing this all on purpose. it looks like you want to make him so dirty, don’t you??? and all he can do about it is just scream into his pillow because there’s no way he can make it happen !!! he gets so blushy every time you talk to him; most of the time it’s you who do the talking since yoshi is too focused on keeping his burning desires solely for him. there is NO way he’s confessing to you. not at all. definitely not. nu-uh. though when you look at him with those doe eyes… he might break… keep it up!!!

✧.* KIM JUNKYU !!

the scared screamer type. every time he has a dirty thought about you, he will hit those high notes, scaring you off as well. will try to keep you as far away as possible, so maybe he’ll forget about you. forget about you and about what he would want to do with you. he tends to daydream about you a lot, like A LOT. doesn’t matter what he’s doing or where he is, his mind tends to go back to your body nicely hugged by the tightest dress he’s ever seen you in. then a loud scream occurs because poor boy scared himself with such thoughts :(((

✧.* YOON JAEHYUK !!

he is on the edge. he is being tested, he knows that. he also knows he is about to break. break his composure and the bed he’s gonna fuck you on if you’re gonna keep testing him like that. at this point, it looks like some kind of competition. the tension is strong between you both, but neither of you wants to admit it. since you are so obvious, he’s taking few advantages of certain situations. every time you wear a nice shirt with few buttons undone, he will stare at your cleavage shamelessly. probably will leave a comment about how your boobs would look better with his marks all over them.

✧.* HAMADA ASAHI !!

he is way too cool for his own good. he’s pushing all these lewd thoughts for way too long!!! he is about to combust with them !!! even though he often says that he’s ok, he is not. definitely not. not at all especially when its summer and you’re eating popsicles. or when you’re too hungry to care about how you look while eating a banana. it’s not like you ever cared, though. you’re too innocent to even think someone else would think lewdly about such a mundane thing, right? either too innocent or too blind to notice how asahi is turning his strawberry-red face away, covering it up with his hand. nah, he’s ok.

| TREASURE MASTERLIST | MAIN MASTERLIST |

@ jikjinz / @ ness-iness 2022-2023, do not copy, do not translate or paste on other sites without permission !!

#fics: treasure #treasure headcanons #choi hyunsuk #park jihoon #yg treasure #yoon jaehyuk #junkyu #treasure smut

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wooahaes · 5 months

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right in front of you

pairing: non-idol!jihoon [trsr] x gn!reader

genre: fluff. office worker au.

word count: ~1.0k

warnings: oblivious reader.

daisy's notes: the way id get fired for getting distracted too easily w jihoon around tbh

Jihoon was… Well… Jihoon. The two of you happened to be the youngest of your coworkers, and something about that had turned Park Jihoon from Jihoon, the cute guy at work to Jihoon, partner in crime and lifeline.

It wasn’t that everyone was rude. You respected your seniors as much as anyone else would, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that some of them were on a power trip at times. Not all of them, thankfully: just one or two members of the staff that liked reminding you that they were in charge, all while treating you like you were some kid they’d found off the street and graciously given this job to (even though you aced the interview with your own skills and your actual manager had never acted this way toward you). Jihoon would text his remarks to you, forcing you to hide smiles whenever you glanced at your phone, or he’d whisper them to you on the elevator ride out of the building, or on those coffee outings that he took you out on when he wasn’t buying you dinner. At some point along the way, your crush on Jihoon went from a surface level thing to something deeper.

Of course, it probably wasn’t going anywhere. Jihoon was cute and sometimes he flirted with you, but he casually flirted with plenty of people from what you could tell. At least… That’s what it felt like as you stood across the room from him, watching as he charmed a few of your coworkers. He let out a warm laugh, lighting up the room more than the Christmas tree you’d watched Hyunsuk decorate with a few interns.

“You’re admiring again.”

And of course he had to come up to you, a cup in hand half-filled with fruit punch. Hyunsuk leaned against you, watching as Jihoon dazzled the room.

“Am not.”

“You’ve been standing here the entire time,” he said. “There’s no shame in it. You should go ahead and ask him out.”

With a roll of your eyes, you stepped away from him, throwing away your empty paper cup. “Whatever,” you rolled your eyes. “I’m going out to get some air.”

Hyunsuk whined at you playfully, but let you go. You escaped out of the office, pressing the button for the elevator as you collected yourself. Maybe you should ask Jihoon out sometime, but… not tonight. Tonight felt far too soon to make your move. Besides.. Did Jihoon even like you like that? He didn’t seem interested in anyone at work…

The elevator doors slid open, and you stepped in. Seconds after you pressed the button for the ground floor, someone rushed onto the elevator, turning around once he was safely inside. The doors slid shut, and you were met with the reflections of yourself and Jihoon in the clean doors.

“I made it,” he said aloud after a moment, teaching up to loosen his tie slightly. He looked at you after a moment, a confident smile on his face. “I thought I’d miss you.”

You blinked at him, brows drawing together. “Huh?”

“I saw you leave,” he said. “I got caught up talking to the interns, but I had hoped the elevator was slow.”

Something about the way he was looking at you with a sense of tenderness in his eyes was enough to make your heart skip a beat. Now you felt silly: Jihoon didn’t look at other people like this. You looked forward again, not hiding your smile as you stepped a little closer to him.

“Then I guess it’s good that it was.”

Jihoon’s hand brushed against your own, and you took initiative to take it. “Are you heading home for the holidays?”

“I don’t think so. Are you?”

He nodded. “I’m heading back to Busan,” he said. “My family wanted to see me, and since we have the time off…”

The elevator slowed to a stop, and the doors slid open. The two of you stepped off together, Jihoon’s hand warm in your own. You ran your thumb across the back of his hand, “That sounds fun.”

“You could come with me, you know.”

“Oh, really?”

He chuckled. “Really. If you don’t want to be alone… Then you can come with me.” He swung your arms a little, smiling. “My family won’t mind.”

As your friend or as your partner? One of those felt a little soon. Then again, you’d already met his family before. His parents came into the city a few weeks ago, and you happened to run into them as he was parting ways with them after a lunch out with them. Jihoon had waved you over and introduced you as a close friend then with this cute smile on his face that honestly reminded you of the one he’s had since the moment he ran onto the elevator and—

Oh my god. Jihoon wasn’t even hiding it. You stopped dead in your tracks, and Jihoon turned to look at you.

“Is something wrong?”

“I’m an idiot.”

Jihoon could only stare at you at first, clearly confused by your confession. “No, you aren’t—”

“No,” you squeezed his hand. “I like you, too.”

Jihoon relaxed, chuckling to himself. “I know.”

“You knew?!”

“Why do you think I kept asking you out?”

Holy fuck. How were you so oblivious? Maybe it was because you were too caught up in thinking about your own feelings that you never stopped to consider his. “Jihoon…”

He stepped closer to you, pressing a kiss against your cheek. “There’s a cafe with hot chocolate not far from here,” he said. “I’ll buy you a cup. It’s better than the cheap stuff that Hyunsuk bought.”

You smiled to yourself, averting your gaze. “Okay,” you said softly. “But I’m buying next time.”

Jihoon guided you toward the front doors of the building, his hand securely holding yours. “I’ll hold you to it.”

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ithinkabouttzu · 7 months

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My Favorite - Park Jihoon

Genre and Warnings! Fluff; romance. Jealousy

Word count! 1.06k

Description! When date night doesn’t go as plan, how can you show Jihoon that he’s your favorite?

a/n: This was requested a bunch, sorry if it’s a little short but it’s so cute, we love fluffy jihoon here !! 🤍

female oc x Park Jihoon

It’s Saturday, and you finally got your boyfriend, Jihoon, to yourself on one of his rare off days. For the past weeks he had been working extra hard, going back and forth between Japan and South Korea on tour, and promoting Treasures new album. Between that, there was rarely any time left for you guys to hang out at all. But by some chance, he finally had the day off to spend time with you.

“You ready? The movie is about to start” You hear the familiar deep voice from the other side of the door. “Ready” You reply back, looking in the mirror one last time, and examining your looks before heading out of the bathroom, and following your boyfriend to the front door. You were going to the movies with Jihoon, a movie you had been wanting to see with him for a while and you guys had finally had the chance to go see it. When you walked into the living room, the vision of Hyunsuk and Junghwan playing video games met your eyes. The intense game of call of duty creating tension in the big room. “Where are you guys headed?” Hyunsuk asks with almost no emotion. “You look nice, y/n” Junghwan says, only taking a brief second to look at your outfit, smiling at you, then focusing back to his game.

Jihoon audibly snickers at Junghwan’s nice comment. Junghwan has always been close to you. Being Jihoons girlfriend, you got used to being over at their place a lot. That also meant that you were close with the members too. Especially Junghwan, he would always ask if you wanted to play a video game, or have movie night on the couch if you were staying over that night. You were always his “favorite” and sometimes he would say little things like that to get a reaction out of Jihoon, your easily jealous boyfriend.

“We’re going to the movies actually!” You reply back, looking at Jihoon with a warning glare for his reaction to Junghwans comment earlier. “Can we come too?” Junghwan asks almost immediately, completely pausing the game to focus his attention on you and jihoon, looking at you both with pleading eyes. “No” Jihoon says plainly, giving little to no expression. He looked at Junghwan and Hyunsuk sharply with his arms crossed. Turning the idea down was almost the easiest thing he’s ever had to do the whole day. “Stop, Jihoon. Play nice” You whisper, elbowing him for his behavior. “You guys can come. If your ready to leave right now though, because we’re heading out the door right now” Jihoon changes his tone to a more dad like voice (by your request). He gets the keys off of the he holder and heads out the front door, pressing the unlock button on the key. “C’mon guys!” you motion Hyunsuk and Junghwan to follow you out of the door, in which they do so, almost immediately joining you two.

The car ride there was quiet really. The side profile of Jihoon was almost incredible. You could tell he was frustrated by the way he was clenching his jaw, and how his right hand never stopped gripping your thigh. He was getting possessive and you couldn’t help but find this side of him strangely attractive.

You’re the first one to get out of the car, unbuckling your seatbelt swiftly. “I’ll go get our tickets, okay?” You say to the boys, already marching up the the front of the theater. “I’ll come too” Junghwan shouts, catching up with you in a quick pace. His long legs making up for the extra steps you’ve already took. You could hear a loud sigh coming from Jihoon, all the way from the parking lot to the front entrance. It was going to be a long night for sure.

The tickets were easy to get and you guys were finally heading to the seats. Jihoon sat down first, motioning for you to come sit beside, in which you did. The other two boys were still getting popcorn. So it was a quick moment that you could have with Jihoon before they came along. “I’m sorry, I know you wanted us to spend some time together. I promise i’ll make it up to you later” You tell him softly. Quickly feeling regret now that tonight had been more of a group thing than a date night. “It’s okay babe.” He says smiling, smoothly wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “I know I’m your favorite” He chuckles, looking at you. You look at him back. Holding eye contact between you two, before you felt his soft lips press onto yours. You could feel your body heat up at the sudden sensation. Kissing him back almost immediately, before he broke the kiss with a laugh. “I really am your favorite, huh?” He asks. It was true, he was your favorite, and he would always be your favorite, time and time again. The rest of the night was a good time spent, the movie was good, and the dinner you guys had later was even better. It was now late, and you guys were finally getting back home. You open the door and kick off your shoes softly. Junghwan and Hyunsuk already moving past you to finish their video game hours later. Jihoon came in beside you, taking off his shoes and placing them beside the door. As your lovely boyfriend was walking past you and to the room, you stopped him, grabbing his forearm with your hand. He looks back at you, turning his head, curious to see what the matter was. “I forgot to tell you, you aren’t my favorite, Junghwan is!” You laugh, looking back at the other boys who heard you from the couch, and laughing along with you. You kiss his cheek softly before running into the room, leaving Jihoon to get teased by Hyunsuk and Junghwan for your silly comment. “Haha, she likes me more!” You could hear Junghwan laugh out to Jihoon from the living room. Still talking about the funny thing you said earlier. You could only imagine the look on your boyfriends face hearing that. He definitely was going to get you back in the future, you think, laughing to yourself. You were lucky for your boyfriend, and his sweet members too. It was a good night indeed.

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#park jihoon #jihoon #treasure #treasure oneshots #treasure imagines #treasure hcs #treasure reacts #treasure fics #treasure headcanons #treasure reaction #junghwan #hyunsuk #so junghwan #choi hyunsuk #kpop #ithinkabouttzu

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chuuyamysunflower · 10 months

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Weak Hero Class 1 - fanfic recs

Pt. 2

punishers by despiteviolence(34k)

How could he begin to tell his best and only friend that he misses him even when they’re together? That even with Suho right in front of him, he feels a hole in his middle—somewhere in his chest, maybe on the top of his stomach—like a pulsing, living thing. Like hunger.

Take Down by halahan(2k)

Thinking about it, and being so close, Sieun admits Suho is kind of tall, and he's got a nice bone structure with high cheekbones, a straight nose, and thick eyebrows. His chestnut haircut makes him look a little stupid, and a little boyish.

“The chin must always be tucked.”

Nevermind.

Come Back To Me by halahan(4k)

Something is wrong. But Suho gives him the benefit of the doubt.

“Come back soon,” he says. “I can’t wait more than five minutes. I’m serious.”

Broken wings and broken bones (gather me back together) by thefrenchmistake(9k)

Suho wakes up on a Tuesday.

They figure it out from there.

the sleeping arrangement by wallacepark(7k)

Sieun watched with a glimmer of concern in his eyes. "You should come and sleep at my apartment during the nights you do delivery," he suggested.

Suho considered it for a second then shook his head. "The whole point of not sleeping in my own bed was so I don't miss school by falling asleep for too long."

"Have you ever seen me come late to class?" Sieun asked rhetorically. "I'll have you out of bed and at school before the teachers even arrive."

In which Suho has back pain from sleeping on the desks at school and Sieun offers Suho to crash at his place during the nights he does delivery.

the sky tinted gold by killzcount (moondaisies)(5k)

But Youngyi doesn’t react. In fact, her smile completely wipes off as she narrows her eyes at Suho. A somewhat tense moment passes before she says, “You love Sieun.”

Pause. Suho drops his unpeeled garlic clove at the same time his jaw falls open. He glances at his grandmother, who’s fortunately too engrossed with cutting carrots to have heard what Youngyi just said. Suho feels his face heat up, and he knows he’s gone red because Youngyi looks like she’s about to laugh.

“You—” Suho shakes his head. “That wasn’t even a question.”

or, Suho's long and painful journey to finally confessing.

Stay Alive by EightLeggedFox(23k)

If you could do it all over again, what would you change?

Sieun has to learn to come to grips with the fact that maybe there really is no changing the past, that fate is so called for it cannot be reversed—only accepted.

I don't want to lose you by NeedSleepBut(2k)

Soo-Ho finally wakes up and Si-Eun doesn't know how to handle all of the feelings he been trying to ignore.

Stupid by juliaforevermore(1k)

Suho is awake and Sieun has to deal with newfound feelings for his best friend.

His hand-warmer by dotindomain(1k)

Sieun finds himself missing Sooho’s after cram-school company.

Sooho arrives just in time.

Or,

Si-Eun is cold. Soo-Ho has just the perfect warmth.

#weak hero class 1 #yeon sieun #weak hero class #weak hero #weak hero class one #weak hero class fics #fanfic recs #fic recs #ahn suho #ahn sooho #park jihoon #choi hyunwook #sieun×suho #the show was so good #and sad #needed fanfic to recover #i have more of these

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farewelln3verland · 1 year

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hii can i request 13 + 14 for dom jihoon or yoshi (u can decide) please and thanks !!

A CHRISTMAS TEASE

pairing: dom! jihoon x kinda stupid! gn reader

warnings: the reader decides to tease jihoon, bad idea bae, suggestive,christmas themed, mentions of hanukkah/jewish reader

author's note: i'm sorry, i know there was no ask for a jewish reader, but there needs to be some christmas x hanukka spirit!

you'd had enough. your boyfriend had been ignoring you for weeks. you know he's a busy man with all his promotions and everything but it's the holiday season! he could at least spend a nice dinner with you without having to go away.

being jewish, you'd never celebrated christmas, you thought, as you lit the next candle in line. but...this year you deserve a christmas present.

"jihoonieee" you call.

"mmm?" you heard a non-committal voice from the sofa. calling back that he needed to come right away, you heard him get up and walk towards the bathroom.

"what's up- oh." he'd just seen you dressed up and ready to go out. "what's this? did you get ready for me?" a small smile flitted across his face, and he put his lit up phone in his pocket.

you almost regretted the next part of the plan, but you needed to see this through. "hmm? no, i'm going out with some friends. can you zip this up please?" you turned around to show the zipper, unzipped.

"i-uh. sure." his smile quickly left his face and a dissapointed look came through his eyes. he almost seemed sad for a second, but as his eyes met yours in the mirror as he was helping you, his eyes widened.

"nuh-uh. you would know better." he murmured to himself, scanning you for any signs of what- you weren't exactly sure. but you wanted to kick yourself for not remembering he caught on way too quickly to things.

"you would know better, right, doll?" he asked you this time, lips slightly pursed.

"no, i'd never-ah shit." you realized you'd just given yourself away, confirming you knew what he meant, when he could be talking about anything.

"ah,ah, ah. he tsked, pulling the zipper down on the top you'd be wearing. "you're in so much trouble."

"get on your knees love. i'm going to fucking ruin you for this. maybe this will teach you to not be such a tease. say it with me." he gripped your hair, pulling it back as you unbuttoned his jeans.

"don't be such a tease," you whimpered to yourself.

"good doll."

#jihoon drabble #jihoon x reader #jihoon smut #park jihoon #treasure fic #treasure imagines #treasure smut #treasure

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fridayvelvet · 1 year

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Comfort p2

Summary:

“Wake up, please.”

Sieun’s fingers twist in the sheets holding fast, wishing Suho would wake up right now with a smile on his face and call him an idiot for crying over his body.

He would even take a long healthy scolding for choosing violence rather than the self-preservation he was taught so insistently, anything is better than the deafening silence suffocating the room- only interrupted occasionally by his own fitful crying.

It takes him a long time to notice the monitors steady beeping in the background is elevating.

Status: Chapter 2/2 now complete posted on ao3

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chrysbibi · 1 year

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Pairing: Park Jihoon x fem!Reader

Genre: Non!Idol AU, friends to fwb(??), smut, fluff

Summary: Park Jihoon is notorious for his gift-giving and this Christmas you are unlucky enough to have him as your Secret Santa! What you don't expect is that he has something more in store for you than just presents!

Word count: 6.8k

Warnings: explicit sexual content, swearing, kissing without asking for consent, fingering, dirty talking

A/N: This was supposed to be posted on Christmas day, but better late than never! Happy New Year!

"Hey?"

This is wrong on so many levels!

You stare at Jihoon's perplexed expression as he holds the door to his apartment open. He is standing right in front of the doorway, blocking your way in, but you are not really there to hang out.

"H-Hey…" you fail to hide your nervousness as you stutter, but you quickly clear your throat and straighten your head, "Is Junkyu here?" you ask, eyes glancing behind Jihoon's figure and inside the apartment as if trying to find the brunette yourself.

You know Junkyu is not in their apartment. You asked his whereabouts with an innocent-looking text to be sure he was out before you made your way to their flat. It never hurt anybody to double check though!

Jihoon's furrowed eyebrows relax a bit, "Eh, no. You actually just missed him." realizing your unannounced visit was meant for his flatmate, he loosens up and leans against the door; the confused look on his face completely gone, "Are you here to see him?"

This is it!

You brace yourself for what you are about to do; taking a deep breath before meeting Jihoon's mischievous eyes.

"No." you reply and Jihoon raises one eyebrow, "I am here to see you."

Before he can do or say anything, you raise yourself on your tiptoes and grab his face with both hands, crashing your lips on his.

You firmly press your lips against his for a few seconds before you pull away. Jihoon is looking at you wide eyed, his lips parting as he tries to collect his thoughts on what just happened.

Your hands release his cheeks, fingers slightly brushing his jaw in the process before they fall back to your sides. You stare at him blankly and readjust the strap of your bag on your shoulder.

You seriously want to cry!

He is staring at you with that stupid moonstruck expression on his face and you can't look at him after what you just did. Which you did for the stupidest reason ever! You want to take the kiss back so bad. So fucking bad, but you can't! You can't!

So, you just turn your back on him and start walking -almost jogging- toward the stairs.

Jihoon's eyes become even wider upon seeing your actions, "Wait!" he shouts after you but you are already running down the stairs, not even thinking of trying the elevator in case you have to wait for it and then have to face the consequences of the kiss!

You reach the ground floor in record time and bang the central door behind you as you exit the building. You continue running, till you are a few blocks away and then lean against a wall to catch your breath.

You haven't run so fast before in your lifetime!

As your lungs oxugenate and your brain starts functioning again all you can think about is what have you done?!

"Y/n!" Junkyu's gummy smile is what greets you when he opens the door to his and Jihoon's flat.

You wrap yours arms around him and let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, "Nice to see you too!" you smile at him as you step back to look at him properly.

Oh, you are so glad it was him who opened the door!

"Is Yoshi already here?"

Junkyu smiles at you as he lets you come in the apartment, "You are the last one again!"

"Yoshi is always super early!" you defend yourself as you remove your coat and shoes and arrange them on and under the coat rack, "And it's your apartment! There is nobody else to come!"

"So many excuses." Junkyu teases and you playfully shoot him a dirty look as you finally settle your things.

Junkyu's eyes spark as they fall on the two bags beside you on the floor and he tries to take a peak inside of them. You catch him looking and you grab the bags, bringing them to your chest, "No cheating!"

Junkyu huffs, puffing his cheeks and that only makes you laugh, "Has anyone told you you look more like a puffer fish than a koala?"

"Hey!" he pouts, his cheeks never failing to stay chubby.

You chuckle and give him the smaller bag, "I made cookies!"

His eyes go round and his mouth forms an O as he opens the bag and stares at the transparent box of ginger cookies. He looks at you excited before looking back at the cookies and you laugh at his enthusiasm.

"Let's put them in the kitchen!" he declares as he raises the bag over his head, like he wants to showcase the importance of the backage.

You follow behind him, but as soon as you step into the kitchen your smile drops.

Jihoon has his back turned to you as he prepares the beef for bulgogi, but as Junkyu bounces in with the cookies, shouting "Y/n is here and she brought cookies!", Jihoon turns to look at you.

You lock eyes for a second, which feels like an aeon, before you avert your gaze to look at the floor. When you look back up, Jihoon has already turned his attention to the food.

"Then dessert is covered!" Jihoon smirks, still having his back turned to you and you find yourself lightly scowling.

Junkyu gets your cookies out of their box and places them into a plate, looking overly pleased with himself. He turns to you and puts his hands on his waist, a smug smile on his face.

"Jihoon made dinner." he tells you and with the corner of your eye you see Jihoon nodding his head as his efforts are getting recognized, "And for once it is something that people can actually eat!"

Jihoon, who is in the middle of tasting the sweet potato noodles in the pot, chokes on a noodle and coughs violently, grabbing the kitchen counter for dear life. Junkyu laughs at him and you can't help but bite your bottom lip to prevent laughing and causing the wrath of Jihoon.

Once Jihoon recovers he sends you and Junkyu a dirty look, apparently having noticed you choking on your laughter. He places the beef and noodles on the counter and straightens his apron.

"Next time I will let you cook the food and see how that goes." Jihoon has his scary look on, but the mischief is still there in his eyes.

"No please!" you plea and Junkyu's goggles at Jihoon in horror.

"That's right!" Jihoon crosses his ams, playing the stern card, "Maybe you should appreciate what you have!" he says and you gulp when he briefly locks eyes with you.

Oh no, was that one aimed at you?!

You shut your mouth and try to clear your head from all the anxious thoughts that start clouding it. Even if it was a remark for you, it doesn't matter! What is done, is done. Just continue acting like everything is normal!

Jihoon gives Junkyu the pot with the beef, his behavior back to normal, "Make yourself useful and take this to the living room."

"Okay!" Junkyu complies without protesting and exits the kitchen as he gives you one last gummy smile.

You are dwelling on following after him because if you don't, you will be left alone with Jihoon in the kitchen. And in no way you would like to be alone with Jihoon anywhere right now!

Not after what you did...

But, you hesitate enough that when you make up your mind on going after him, it is too late and your brain convinces you that if you leave now, you will only appear awkward. Well, more awkward than now!

Jihoon however prepares quietly the noodles, kimchi and the bulgogi ingredients with his back again turned to you. You watch as he acts like you are not even there and take a step back, closer to the door. Maybe he won't notice if you leave quietly!

However, Jihoon turns to face you at that exact moment and you stop on your tracks abruptly, making your intentions rather obvious. He chooses to ignore it, asking you a question instead, "Can you take the noodles to the living room?"

His tone is softer than the one he used with Junkyu and you feel your heart flutter inside your chest. You resist the urge to place a hand over it and slowly nod, walking to him to get the pot.

You find yourself standing really close to him, shoulders almost touching as you get the sweet potato noodles' pot. The handles are really hot and you hiss under your breath. But, with the small distance between you and Jihoon, he picks up the sound and looks at you.

You don't notice he has turned his attention to you till his larger hands cover yours and you snap your head upwards to stare at him wide eyed. Jihoon meets your gaze, hands staying over yours on the handles as he stares back at you intensely.

"I-"

Jihoon hands gently remove yours before you can continue talking and place a potholder over the loop handles, so you can grab the pot without burning yourself.

"Thank you." your voice comes out quiet again, but you can't bring yourself to speak louder when your face is centimeters away from Jihoon's and he has a look in his eyes that you have never seen before in all your three years of friendship.

His eyelids move downwards and you realize he is now looking at your lips. You both stay still for a second before he starts leaning closer to you, his eyes never leaving your lips.

And that's the moment you panic! The alarm goes off in your head and you stumble backwards as he keeps leaning forward, his lips parting, going for a kiss.

"Ehh! Uhh…I-" you stagger backwards along with the pot, "I am going to the living room! Before it get's cold!"

You practically run out of the room with the noodles in your hands, your brain trying to make the sting in your heart disappear after you saw the disappointment in Jihoon's eyes.

"The noodles have arrived!" you yell as you enter with full force into the living room, where Junkyu and Yoshi are sitting.

You mimic the iconic scene from 'The Lion King', raising the pot of noodles over your head for your crowd -Yoshi and Junkyu- to admire. Junkyu and Yoshi are kind enough to grin and clap at your antics as you try to erase what just almost happened in the kitchen.

You set the pot of noodles on the coffee table next to the beef and a lot of bottles of soju. Jihoon should be bringing the rest of the food any time now and then your Christmas dinner would be complete!

You shake your head in an attempt to stop thinking about Jihoon in any way or form and plop down on the couch between Yoshi and Junkyu. This makes your chances of Jihoon sitting next to you a round zero! And you couldn't be happier!

The living room is decorated with colorful Christmas lights and the small Christmas tree in the corner of the room is heavy with various ornaments. Even the plushies thrown on the floor to make room in the couch for you are wearing santa hats! You must admit that Junkyu and Jihoon tried extra hard this year to create an ideal Christmas atmosphere for your annual celebration!

Junkyu is wearing his favourite Supreme black hoodie with matching black sweatpants while Yoshi is in a black and white stripped blouse and baggy black pants. His mismatched stripped socks are ever so distinctive of him.

"Why do we need all this soju for?!"

"It's Christmas!" Yoshi laughs and leans back on the couch. You wiggle your nose at him and pull your tongue out and Yoshi shows you his own tongue.

"Yoshi is just trying to find an excuse to drink more!" Junkyu teases and Yoshi throws him a pillow, making the younger man screech in terror.

"I am an adult! I don't need an excuse to drink!" he defends himself, crossing his arms over his chest playfully.

You chuckle and grab Yoshi's cheek, tugging at the soft flesh while he whines, "Look at this big baby!" you say, grabbing his other cheek and stretching his face.

Jihoon arrives at that moment in the room, balancing four plates of rice, kimchi, lettuce and cookies on his arms. Yoshi immediately jumps up to help him place them on the coffee table, finding the perfect excuse to escape your hold. Despite Yoshi's swift reaction, Jihoon catches a glimpse of you and Yoshi on the sofa and his eyes narrow. You and Junkyu remain sitted; Junkyu too busy picking his ear and you too busy staying as far away from Jihoon as possible.

"Thanks for the help!" Jihoon snorts when everything is settled and Junkyu responds with a simple shrug of his shoulders.

Jihoon rolls his eyes and seeing the empty space on your left, he heads for it. With Yoshi standing up to help him, the seat was freed, making one of your worst fears for the night come close to realization.

Your eyes widen and in an act of desperation you jump and grab Yoshi's arm, pulling him back next to you on the couch. Jihoon is left dumbfounded as he stares at you hugging Yoshi's arm with all your life force. Yoshi is taken aback too by your sudden actions and as you feel three pair of eyes burning holes through you, you nuzzle your face in Yoshi's side.

"The seat is taken!"

Jihoon's mouth hangs open before he jaw clenching as he moves back and sits on the armchair on the left side of the sofa; his gaze lingering on you. You try to ignore him and continue acting as if nothing is going on.

"Yoshi I haven't seen you for so long! I have to catch up on all the gossip!" you say as you keep leaning on him.

Yoshi, who is familiar with your aggressive snuggling, smiles and pats you in the head, "You didn't miss a lot!"

"Mm…I missed you!" you say truthfully, but the emphasis you put on it, makes Jihoon eye you suspiciously.

Yoshi laughs softly and pats your head again, leaning on you too as Junkyu, who grew tired of your sicky sweet interraction, presses start on the 'Tokyo Godfathers' movie. It had taken you about a week to decide on which film you would watch on Christmas, finally agreeing on Yoshi's pick as some of you had grew tired of rewatching Home Alone or How the Grinch Stole Christmas every holiday season!

Everything goes back to normal while you watch the movie, meaning you all chat while the movie is playing, making clever remarks at each other, arguing on how great the plot is and laughing at whoever sheds some tears first -spoiler, it's Yoshi- before you tear up yourselves. The food disappears pretty quickly, leaving you bellies full and only some crumps on the plates. You take it easier with the soju though, drinking less than a bottle each.

As the movie ends and Jihoon turns off the TV, you know the moment you have all been waiting for is near!

The moment you have been dreading…

"Bring out the gifts!" Junkyu shouts and with a flamboyant move, his reaches under the couch and pulls out a present.

Jihoon chuckles and reveals his own wrapped package, hidden behind the curtain. Yoshi and you run back to the entrance of the flat, getting your gifts from beside the coat stand and return to the living room.

This is your 3rd year doing your Secret Santa tradition with the '00 liners. Ever since you begun university and you moved to Seoul, away from your family, you found out the hard way that getting back home for the Christmas holidays is very fucking expensive. And thus you spent a tremendous amount of money to visit your family in your first year.

Hanging out with the group of friends you made in university though, you accidentaly found out that the rest of the boys in your age also had difficulties visiting their families at this time of the year. The airplane tickets for Japan would always skyrocket around the Christmas dates for Yoshi while the same would happen to the train ticket prices to Busan for Jihoon. The train tickets for Chungju would be a bit more expensive too for Junkyu, but as the rest of you '00 liners came to the realization it would be cheaper and equally fun to spend Christmas together in Seoul, Junkyu decided to join you. Therefore, saving some of his money too!

And so this Secret Santa tradition begun for the four of you! Every year for the past three years, you would gather to Jihoon's and Junkyu's apartment and trade gifts with each other, as your financial state as college students could only afford the expenses of one gift.

Unfortunately, what you also learned the hard way, was that Jihoon must be the worst gifter ever! His victim on your first year of your Secret Santa tradition had been Junkyu. The poor man could only smell the Eucalyptus Jihoon had given him and make funny faces as his brain was trying to comprehend the situation and what his reaction should be. Jihoon didn't seem bothered by how obvious Junkyu wasn't fond of his gift; he just sat back amused and watched, having the time of his life.

Yoshi was his victim on the second year of your tradition and he had had it even worse, as Jihoon honored him with a whole, uncooked chicken! You would never forget the look of utter disbelief on Yoshi's innocent face as he looked at Jihoon and then at the chicken and then back at Jihoon. The only explanation you or anyone could give was that Yoshi was really into fried chicken that period and Jihoon had been…inspired!

This year, you were the unlucky one...

You look at Jihoon as he takes a seat opposite from you on the carpet. You all sit in a circle in the middle of the living room, as to be more personal when gift-giving and hold the presents on your laps. Jihoon raises his head and catches your staring, instantly giving you a smirk. You roll your eyes and look at Junkyu next to you, who is excitedly bouncing up and down.

Junkyu never lasted long under pressure and this year you had broken him! Two weeks before Christmas you had tricked him into revealing to you who he had picked for Secret Santa. Spoiler alert; it was Jihoon!

Yoshi's pick wasn't hard to figure out when you bumped into him exiting the skateboard shop ten days before Christmas. Only him and Jihoon were skateboarding among you four and you already knew Jihoon was Junkyu's pick. Yoshi's terrible lying confirmed your suspicions that he was indeed choosing his Secret Santa present and that the receiver would obviously be himself!

You came to the horrible realization that there was none other than yourself to be Jihoon's pick for Secret Santa, as you had picked Junkyu's name out of the name bag! You had feared this might happen, but you had never thought of what course of action you would take if your worst nightmare became reality!

Who could have guessed that you would choose to go along with the worst possible idea you could have; kissing Jihoon out of the fucking blue!

For a strange, unknown reason, you were convinced that this would make it hard for Jihoon to pick a crappy gift for you in case of hurting your feelings. Your feelings for him, which were none other than platonic ones of course! Of course!

But, Jihoon needn't know that!

At least not until you exchanged gifts!

You would let him believe the kiss was intentional; a showcase of your romantic feelings in the midst of the holiday excitement. Then you would just come clean to him and confess that the kiss was just a trick for receiving a nice gift and then you would laugh about it!

Because there was no harm in such a stupid prank like that. Yours and Jihoon's relationship is purely platonic and that's the way it is going to stay because Jihoon isn't attracted to you and you definitely aren't attracted to Jihoon!

But, as Yoshi opens his Christmas gift from himself and laughs shyly at Jihoon's and Junkyu's teasing, your eyes are glued to Jihoon's form. Why does this feel so wrong?

Jihoon raises his gaze as he has Yoshi on a chokehold and ruffles his dyed orange hair and your eyes meet. You crack a smile, but it doesn't reach your eyes. Why do his stares feel so much different?

With the corner of your eye you see Junkyu throw Jihoon his own gift, which he grabs, but before he rips it open, he glances at you, making you look down on your lap. Why do you feel so tense around him?

Jihoon awes at the pair of headphones that Junkyu got him, trying them on and you catch yourself focusing on his face as he smiles brightly. Why doesn't this feel more than a stupid prank?

Distracted by your thoughts, you are caught by surprise when a plushie lands straight in your face. You yelp as you fall back; your survival instict failing at saving you! You can hear the boys laughing at your clumpsy fall and you narrow your eyes at Junkyu besides you as you pull yourself back into a sitting position.

Jihoon wears a smug expression on his stupidly handsome face, not bothering of hiding his identity as your assaulter. You throw the plushie back at him with force, but he catches it nevertheless, laughing at your annoyed face.

"Are you back with us?"

"I never left in the first place!" you speak between your teeth, still annoyed at his squishy attack.

You know he hears it and you know he smirks, but you refuse to look at him as you grab the big bag you were carrying from the beginning and pass it to Junkyu with a soft smile. Junkyu smiles back and opens it excitedly, pulling out a yellow hoodie. His mouth opens wide as he hugs the hoodie to his chest and grins at you.

"Thank you!"

"Wow! Another hoodie to his collection!" Jihoon teases, "Now you can wear a different color every day of the week!"

Junkyu pouts and hugs the hoodie tighter as if protecting it from Jihoon's jokes, "Don't worry Y/n, I love it! Thank you so much!" he reassures you, "I will wear it every day!"

"Or just twice before switching back to your usual black hoodie!"

"Hey!" Junkyu grabs a pillow from beside him and throws it at Jihoon, who protects his face at the last minute by raising his arms over his face. "Don't trash talk my precious, new hoodie!"

Jihoon laughs at Junkyu's growing pout and Junkyu throws another pillow at him, which he deflects again.

"You are just jealous my gift is better than yours!"

"But you got me my gift!"

Junkyu opens his mouth to reply to that before realization hits him and his mouth twists into a horrified expression. Yoshi falls back from laughter, hugging a pillow to his chest and Jihoon raises his eyebrows, challenging Junkyu to go on.

"Whatever! Let's see what great gift you picked for Christmas!" Junkyu changes the subject, too ashamed to face defeat head on.

Your smile drops and you turn to look at Jihoon, who still wears that same smug expression as he turnsmeets your gaze. His smirk widens as he grabs the package he hid behind his back and presents it to you.

Your heart drums against your ribcage, but you keep a cool facade on as you take the gift from his hands, fingers barely brushing against his. Colorful wrapping paper conceals the content of the package and as you rip it open in anticipation, you are left stupefied.

You raise the red dog bowl you found inside your package to take a better look at it and make sure your eyes are not tricking you. Junkyu and Yoshi start laughing loudly; Junkyu going as far as grabbing Jihoon's arm to hold himself from falling back while throwing his head back. Yoshi claps his hands and Jihoon just watches you carefully as you inspect your present.

Honestly? You were expecting something else!

This falls in the same category as Junkyu's and Yoshi's shitty presents from the previous years! At least you didn't get the raw chicken...

You sigh, dissapointed and emotionally exhausted; you went through all that trouble for absolutely no fucking reason!

You turn to Jihoon and give him an unimpressed look, "Really? A dog bowl?"

Your question somehow makes Junkyu burst into a new fit of laughter; his high pitched cackle echoing in the room.

Jihoon bites his bottom lip, barely holding himself back from laughing at your face, "You don't like it?"

"No, no, you are right. It is perfect! Except I don't have a dog!" you smile at him and flutter mockingly your eyelashes at him.

Jihoon bites his lip even harder and you just sigh and rub your forehead, "Thanks for the gift asshole!"

"You are welcome!" his eyes glimmer with mischief, but at least he has suppressed his laughter.

"Hey! Last year I got raw chicken!" Yoshi butts in, "Don't complain for a dog bowl! At least, it's kind of useful."

"Yes. Right. I can use it for my morning cereal. Thanks Jihoon!" you give him your fakest smile and he reciprocates by biting his lips again. This time though he isn't holding back his laugh and though there is mischief in his eyes, it's not the same one as before.

"Goodnight!" you shout as you close the door to Jihoon's room behind you.

A muffled 'goodnight' comes from the side of the living room, where Yoshi is sleeping, whereas a high pitched whine comes as an answer from Junkyu's bedroom. You chuckle as you jump into the bed next to Jihoon's and he tunrs off the lights.

And then... silence.

The silence would be welcoming in any other situation, but right now the silence makes you even more nervous than you already are. You wish you didn't have to sleep in the same room as Jihoon, but this is how you have been sleeping for the past three years whenever you and Yoshi slept over in the boys' flat.

Yoshi had insisted on sleeping on the couch, being the gentleman that he is, while you took the only other bed in the house, which was a pull-out bed under Jihoon's. Junkyu hadn't invested in a trundle bed like Jihoon, leaving limited sleeping places for guests.

So, here you are now, forced to sleep in the same room as Jihoon; who could as well be considered a victim of your poor choices. Although, one could argue you were also a victim of his stupid gift giving, but who is counting?

You sigh as you try to clear your mind of any thoughts, but it comes out louder than you intended it to be.

"Is it so bad that you had to share the room with me?" you hear Jihoon ask from the bed next to yours and he sounds almost sincere.

"Yes!" you quickly respond and when no answer comes from his side you realize that you might have been a bit harsh, "Maybe think more next time you get someone a gift rather than just trying to be funny!" this is still a bit harsh, but at least you clear that you are talking about the Secret Santa and not something else!

"Are you sure that's what's on your mind?" Jihoon asks and you hear him shifting in his bed sheets.

You are relieved that the room is dark and that he can't see you right now because you feel your face slowly warming up. You shift your weight in the bed, pulling the covers closer to your face in case he has the bright idea of turning on the lights.

"What else would there be?" you go on defense because that's the only option in your mind right now. You are not talking about that!

You stay stiff as you wait for his reply, but it never comes.

You hold your breath, thinking for a moment that he maybe fell asleep in the middle of the conversation and that you managed to avoid doing the talk. His breathing is indeed stable and after a minute or two has passed without an answer, you allow yourself to relax. You turn your back to his apparently sleeping form and close your own eyes, trying to catch some sleep.

You hear the springs under his bed creak as he changes position, but you pay them no attention when suddenly you feel your mattress dip at the edge. Before your mind can catch up to the situation, you feel the warmth of Jihoon's body in your back as a hand is placed in front of your face.

Your eyes open wide and you inhale sharply as you feel Jihoon's breath next to your ear. You stay as still as possible, hoping that you could maybe disappear, but your wish stays unfulfilled.

It takes him a moment before he finally whispers in your ear, "I think you know what I am talking about." his voice is steady and composed and unlike you he seems like he knows what he is doing.

"I don't." your voice comes out small and phoney compared to his and you can hear him smirk next to your ear, "If you are refering to the kiss, then you should know that I just did that to get a better present from you." you add, this time a bit louder, trying to throw him off.

"You don't really believe that."

You hate how your words don't seem to affect him at total!

"I do. And yet after all that trouble your gift still sucked!" you are meaner than usual, but he has cornered you and has left you no other choice.

For a moment, Jihoon stays silent and you actually start to worry if you maybe were a bit too harsh.

"Jihoon I-"

Your breath catches in your throat as the hand that he had on the pillow next to your head, retreats to his side before snaking around your waist, pulling you flat against his chest. He nuzzles his face in your nape, not minding your hair that tickle his nose and cheeks.

You are not new to the famous Jihoon back hug -especially when it's bed time- but the cuddle feels off considering its timing. Suddenly, you feel like it's hard to breath, his scent filling your nostrils; it's almost intoxicating. Did he always smell that good?

"If it means nothing, then you don't mind cuddling before sleep, right?"

You gulp, "No."

You are way too stiff to match your answer, but Jihoon doesn't pay mind to that as he tightens his grip over you.

"I am so glad the kiss didn't mean anything." he says, but you feel his hand creeping lower, "I was afraid that it would make things awkward between us, considering how you were acting today." his hand passes your stomach and reaches the beginning of you pajama pants, where it stops.

You want to tell him that your behavior was perfectly normal today and you were anything but awkward around him, but not only your words are stuck in your throat, but you also lean on his touch. His hand radiates heat so close to your core and your ass involuntarily presses against his pelvis.

"I would say that if I didn't get the impression that you were lying through your teeth!"

He presses his hand a bit more firmly in your lower stomach and you feel wetness pooling between your legs. You try to control your breathing by inhaling through your nose but it doesn't make your chest heave less intensely.

"I also have the impression you would rather have my hand somewhere else." he whispers in your ear, warm breath sending shivers down your spine as his hand starts moving in circles over your lower stomach.

And then he moves down, cupping your pussy over your pajama pants. Your breath hitches in your throat before a quiet moan escapes your lips. Jihoon chuckles next to your ear, his teeth grazing your skin behind the ear and you struggle to restrain yourself from moaning his name.

Now that it came to this, you guess there is no point in denying it any more!

Your hand flies down to your legs, grabbing his hand and pulling it upwards. Jihoon's eyes widen as for a second he thinks he misjudged you and that he acted hurriedly when you shock him by pushing his hand under your pajama pants. In your hurry, you place his hand over your underwear, but Jihoon's lets out a quiet groan, feeling the wet patch on your panties.

He pushes two fingers against the thin fabric of your underwear, exactly over your vagina, making you jerk your hips. His fingers move in circles; the wet fabric being the only thing seperating them from your cunt. His free hand slips under your body and gets a hold of your right breast; again over your pajama top.

He kneads your boob, fingers digging into it over the fabric and you whine as you arch your back against his body. The lack of contact with your skin is making you beyond frustrated.

"Jihoon!" you cry, "Please!"

You know your cries are effective when both of his hands stop moving and only his grip tightens. You whimper as he clenches harder at your breast and you hear his breathing becoming frantic.

"Look at you, begging already!" he breaths out and his right hand slides under your blouse, "How can I say no when you are being such a good girl?" he hums as his fingers wrap around your breast, finally digging into soft skin.

You gasp and push your hips back, waiting for his other hand to slip under your underwear and enter your tight hole. When his hand doesn't badge, you push your ass against his crotch once more, but he still doesn't move.

He laughs quietly at your desperation and his hand squeezes your boob, index finger brushing against your nipple, "You want my fingers that bad?"

You nod frantically and he bites his bottom lip as the corners of his mouth stretch into a grin, "Such a greedy girl! And to imagine that a few hours ago you didn't even want my lips!"

You feel the caress of his lips on your ear helix and your mouth falls open, but no sounds come out.

"N-No!" you manage to blurt out, stuttering as he twists your nipple between his fingers.

"Hm? What was that?" he smirks and presses his thumb over your clit.

You squirm, squeezing your legs tighter together for some much needed friction, "I want your lips!"

"Where?"

You whine as he still refuses to touch you properly, moving your hips back and hoping that maybe you can push him over the edge before he pushes you. You can feel his erection rubbing your backside; his pajama pants doing nothing to conceal it.

He grabs your hip and steadies your movements, his voice lowering in volume, "Where?!"

You are close to crying at this point, too embarrassed to say the word, yet too aroused to continue the banter with Jihoon.

"Here." you hiccup as you point at your cunt.

"Ah, here? Why didn't you say so?" he asks you innocently and as you are about to curse him for teasing you so much, he pushes your panties aside and enters two fingers in your vagina.

A broken moan leaves your lips as you finally -finally- feel some relief on you aching pussy. Jihoon shoves his fingers knuckles deep inside you and then curls them, finding your sweet spot and aiming at it every time.

"You take my fingers so good though. Are you sure you want my lips too?" he speaks in a hoarse whisper, "Aren't my fingers enough for you?" he asks as he thrusts his fingers roughly inside, making your whole body jolt with every shove.

"I love your fingers!" you moan as his thumb sweeps over your clit.

He synchronizes his monements, curling his fingers inside your tight walls while his thumb strokes your clit. You shudder when his nail scrapes your sensitive bud and Jihoon repeats the motion, only to have you shivering beside him.

"Ah, Jihoon!" you cry out loud, feeling a familiar knot forming in the pit of your stomach as you become more sensitive by each passing second.

"Shh! You don't want the others to hear, do you?" he reminds you as he catches your hard nipple between his fingers and twists it roughly, "You seemed so concerned they would find out something had happened between us. Tch, you even went as far as denying my kiss in the kitchen!"

You are not oblivious to the meaning of his words, but as he presses his hard-on on your ass and fucks you with his fingers, you find yourself too weak to form a coherent response. You only bite your lip and shut your eyes, in a hopeless attempt to stay quiet. You don't last for long as he slides a third finger in your cunt.

Jihoon removes his hand from under your pajama top and slaps it over your mouth. His pace quickens and he fingers your ruthlessly, making you bite on his palm to contain your moans. You are surprised he doesn't even hiss as your teeth dig into his skin. Rather, you feel his dick twitch under his clothes and he jerks his hips forward, to dry hump you.

Your eyes water and a few tears land on the sheets as your walls clamp around him and you feel like you are about to burst from arousal.

"Are you gonna cum?" he asks breathless and you nod your head, a sob catching in the back of your throat.

You shut your eyes, ready to embrace your orgasm when suddenly you feel empty. You clench around nothing and your pussy throbs at the abrupt lack of friction. A sound between a whine and a cry abandons your lips and you realize that there is no hand to cover your moans any more.

The mattress shifts behind you and you turn around to see Jihoon crawl back to his bed, like nothing had happened. You watch him wide eyed as he lies down and even pulls the bedcovers up. The moment he brings the blankets to his chin, you snap out of it and jump up.

You sit on his lap over the covers, a shiver traveling up your spine as your pussy comes in contact with his still erected dick even under all those layers.

"Jihoon!" you whine, exasperated fisting the blankets.

"You want to cum?" he asks you bluntly as he moves his hand to rest behind his head.

His question takes you off guard before you feel your arousal slide down your thighs and are reminded of the orgasm you never had, "Y-Yes! So bad!"

"Then use your fingers!"

You look at him dumpfounded, not believing a word he just said. But, when he doesn't move, you whine and crawl towards him. You sit on his belly and lean closer to his face, ready to do anything if it means you can feel him again.

Your hand ghosts over his crotch and your mouth almost waters even at the thought of jerking him off. There is no way he can continue playing hard to get if you have your hands or mouth wrapped around him!

"Jihoon, please!" you beg, but this time it doesn't seem to work.

Jihoon raises himself on his elbows, his eyes gleaming with mischief as removes your hand from his election. He grips your chin between two fingers and pulls your face closer to his, tongue darting out to lick his lips.

"If you want to cum…" he speaks in a velvety voice, "Then use your fingers. I am not helping you!"

You lips tremble as you hear his words, a pout forming on them. Jihoon smiles smugly and pecks your lips before closing the distance between you again, grabbing your bottom lip that sticks out between his teeth and pulling it slightly.

"Next time be a good girl and leave the pranks to me baby!"

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genre. fluff. warnings. kissing. pairing. jihoon x fem!reader. wc. 941. a/n. so... that pic made me just a little delusional, huh?

“Stop, baby, I’m about to get a highscore-“ Jihoon muttered, eyes entirely focused on the game displayed on his phone. He was tapping with his fingers, controlling the small fighter to shoot at his opponents. You didn’t mind your boyfriend playing video games, you knew it was a stress reliever for him, but you wanted his attention so badly at the moment and weren’t particularly happy about a video gaming winning over you for his affection.

If you had counted correctly, it had been 8 days since you had last kissed Jihoon properly. He had been busy and tired while filming his new drama, so quick pecks before he left in the morning were all you had been getting for the last couple days. It was finally his day off today, and while you were overjoyed to be able to cuddle in his lap after so long— the lack of proper attention was starting to frustrate you.

Was the video game really better than his girlfriend?

You had been thinking of the perfect counter tactic to get back Jihoon’s attention as you sat, curled up in his lap. There was one thing that should be foolproof: kisses. If you reminded Jihoon of what he had been missing out on for the past several days, eventually he would realize that he’d much rather spend his time kissing his lovely girlfriend than playing some dumb shooting game.

You had started 2 minutes ago, conservatively kissing the back of his hand just to test out the waters. You didn’t get much of a reaction from that, just a subtle smile that might as well have been from the game. You started to get a little more daring as your patience ran thin, pressing multiple kisses to his cheek which seemed to distract him enough to protest.

“Stop, baby, I’m about to get a highscore-“

You contemplated just waiting for him to stop playing on his own, or at least finish the round since he was so close to beating his personal record. But that thought vanished after about 2 seconds, and you proceeded to kiss his cheek again and scold your brain for the silly thought.

Patience wasn’t the answer for this situation. Or, at least it wasn’t the answer that you liked. It wasn’t like you were harming him— in fact, it was known that Jihoon was more addicted to kisses than you in the relationship. Besides, you had already been patient for over a week. And now Jihoon’s pretty lips were right in front of you. There was no reason why you should hold back.

He dug his head further into the hood of his hoodie to try to make it harder for you to access face. Though he was subtle with it, you still caught onto his every move. The fact that he was now actively trying to evade you excited you, because it meant he was close to breaking.

Though his face was now unobtainable to you, with a little craning of your head, you managed to access his neck to give him yet another kiss. This is what finally got him to break. You watched in satisfaction as he switched off his phone, still 2 minutes away from finishing his round.

“You’re teasing me on purpose, aren’t you?” He muttered, giving you a knowing look, though his lips were lifting into a small smile.

“How else was I supposed to get your attention off the game?” You asked with a giggle.

“I lost the game because of you.” He whispered, pulling you closer to his chest by your hips and giving you his first kiss, one on the cheek.

“Are you mad about it?”

“Mmh, I’m very upset, baby.” He said, a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

“You don’t seem very upset, though?” You caught onto his lie with a smile, and kissed his nose softly. He scrunched it up in response and pressed his lips together stubbornly.

He didn’t say anything else, silently admitting that he wasn’t really mad at all. His hand slid up to your cheek and he gently pulled your face closer to his, meeting his soft lips with yours after what had felt like an eternity. He let the kiss last long enough to satisfy both of you, and by the time he pulled away, you were both slightly out of breath.

You frowned despite the butterflies that he had summoned in your stomach, “Did you film kiss scenes for the drama?”

His eyes widened slightly, “No! No. There’s no kissing in this drama.” He quickly defended.

You raised an eyebrow in skepticism, “It’s a fantasy romance drama, Jihoon.”

His lips formed an ‘o’ shape as his brain quickly thought of his next lie, “It was a stunt double that filmed those scenes.”

You laughed at his awful attempt at pretending like he was innocent. Teasing your boyfriend never failed to entertain you. You were perfectly confident in your boyfriend’s loyalty to you, and were quite sure that every on screen kiss was only acting and nothing else, but you still loved to bring it up every once and a while.

“Does she kiss as well as I do?” You asked finally, biting back a amused smile.

“Not even close.” He responded, and you could feel the sincerity from his shiny eyes.

“Just making sure.” You smiled, leaning down to reconnect your lips again. Jihoon was like a dream to kiss. His lips were soft and gentle, and each time he pressed them to yours you felt your heart swell. Each kiss was like a soft reminder of how much you loved him.

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do it all again (park jihoon)

01 Pepero Day is Coming

Park Jihoon (ex-Wanna One / Actor)

Jihoon saw his future and was given the chance to go back in time. He does it all again but this time, change it for the better. To keep himself, and her.

[Written in Third Person | Female Y/N]

It’s been two weeks since Y/N had realized and accepted that she actually likes Park Jihoon. He had been invited numerous times by Hyunwook to hang out with them during lunch, or even watch him practice baseball. Daeun would purposely have Jihoon sit next to her all the time. The usual Hyunwook-Y/N-Daeun has turned into a Hyunwook-Daeun-Y/N-Jihoon seating arrangement. In Daeun’s words, “So you’d get used to it without me hearing your heartbeat.” Y/N’s eyes almost rolled at her friends’ ridiculousness.

Hyunwook talks tall tales of how many he’ll get again this year that he could open up a Pepero store for it. Is it exaggerated? Maybe, a little bit. Is she complaining? No, not really. Especially when she gets a fair share of chocolate from him.

The school field was surprisingly empty. Many would have thought that students would start piling in even on this early day. It’s 7:30 AM, the sun has risen but the morning glow is still evident. It wasn’t too bright nor too dark. Just enough to enjoy basking under the clear skies.

As Y/N nears the classroom, she passes by the school billboard that reminds them Pepero Day is coming. Y/N shook her head, the corner of her lips quirked. She knows deep down that it’s the Athlete’s club’s ploy with the help of their very loyal fans.

Y/N pushed the door open. It wasn’t surprising to see the classroom empty and all tidied up. She made her way to her seat, pulling out her phone, and plugging her wired earphones. She scrolled through the numerous lists before pressing ‘admiring you from afar’, a playlist she curated herself. With music ringing in her ears, Y/N rests her head on her arms on the desk. Her eyes closed as she drowned in tunes.

La la la la la la 부르는 노래… (La la la la la la I sing this song…)

There was a tap on her shoulder. Y/N’s eyes widened when her gaze connected with a smiling Jihoon. He gestures something about her earphones and she instinctively removes one. “Good morning.” He said.

“Oh,” Y/N’s mouth twitched. “Good morning. You’re here early.”

Jihoon’s face turned brighter, a small laugh escaping from his lips. “Well, I think you’re earlier.” He sat down on the chair parallel to hers. Y/N watched him place his bag on the floor, pulling out a couple of books and what she assumes to be his notes.

She looked away. Stop, Y/N. You can’t stare at him like that again. You two are friends now. Stop it.

“Uh, Y/N?”

“Yeah, I do.” In a short span of time, she handed him a pen. A pink one. Jihoon’s eyebrows rose while looking at her. “It has black ink, I swear.” Y/N defended. “All my stuff is pink.”

“Yes?”

“Do you have an extra pen?” Jihoon asked, “I left mine, I think.” he continued, still rummaging inside his bag.

Jihoon smiled, “Thanks. I’ll return it later.”

She could feel her heart thumping in her chest again. There really is something about his smile that makes her weak. Is it his perfectly aligned teeth? Or is it how his cheeks are rounded when he does? Is it maybe how his eyes smile with his mouth? Or-– I’m staring again. Y/N get a grip. Please.

Letting out a sigh, Y/N wears the earphones again and goes back to her initial position. Head on her arms on her desk. She watched the clouds slowly move in the sky, some dissipating as they went.

Just as Y/N was dozing off, a thump next to her table echoed. She flinched and her posture straightened up. “Good morning, my lovely best friend.” Y/N’s lips pressed together as she rolled her eyes. Hyunwook stood tall in front of her. “What’s the point of going to school early if you’re going to sleep in class anyway?” he questioned.

밝게 비춰오는 이 햇빛에 앉아… (I sit in this bright sunlight…)

나 혼자, 널 비춰 보다가… (I’m alone, shining on you…)

“To not be late. Dumbass.”

“Err, I’d rather sleep more in my bed than do this.” Hyunwook copied how she crosses her arms and closes her eyes. A slap connected on his arm when he attempted to snore. She couldn’t help but laugh along with him anyway.

“Bug off and go to your seat.” Y/N scolded. Her eyes drifted to the clock hanging on the wall in front, 8:15 AM. Time surely passes by quickly. She gaped at the already occupied tables and few of her classmates grouped up having a chit chat.

Talk about timing when Daeun walked in and waved at her, eyes narrowing at a sitting Jihoon beside her. The only gap between them is the walkway.

Was that even his seat? Daeun thought. Smirking, she strolled towards her best friend and greeted her. “Hello to you.” Daeun approached, hanging her tote bag on her desk. She turned her body and faced Y/N, discreetly pointing at Jihoon.

What is he doing there? Daeun’s eyes flickered. With your pen?

Y/N’s face flushed. He borrowed it.

They were talking in silence, mouthing the words to each other.

Y/N peeked at Jihoon. She assumed that he’s either studying or reviewing for something. His pen— her pen— twisting in between his fingers as he reads. She watched how his eyes went back and forth from the book to his note then back to the book. Then their eyes connected.

I see. Daeun wiggled her eyebrows, while Y/N swatted her away.

It’s not like that.

Sure. Daeun stuck her tongue out and turned, giggling as she did so.

Y/N almost tore her eyes away when Jihoon spoke, “Do you need the pen?” She can see Daeun turning her back and watching them.

Y/N shook her head, “Nope. I have an extra, remember?”

“Ah, yes. I just thought you wanted it back.” Y/N shook her head once again then smiled. Daeun watched them with raised eyebrows. Interesting.

“It’s nothing, Daeun. Turn back around.” Y/N sighed, pinching her friend’s arms. “Teacher’s here.”

“Hm…” was all Daeun could reply, her grin reaching from ear to ear.

– - – —- - – - – —- - – -

“Are you guys excited for Pepero Day?” Hyunwook asked, breaking the silence between the trio. “Hello? Am I talking to anyone?” He added when no one replied.

“Tss, I know you guys barely get Pepero but ignoring me like this is—” Hyunwook’s chair screeched as he stood up. “Fine. I’ll see you both, never.” The sound of his thumping footsteps echoed inside the library.

Y/N is busy doing her assignment which she forgot is due today. Daeun is scrolling through her phone while silently laughing to herself. A scoff escaped Hyunwook’s lips.

Every year, it’s like this. He’s the only one who gets overly excited on Pepero Day. To be fair, he also thinks it’s a stupid holiday but it’s fun; you get a lot of chocolates, letters, and people tell you how much they adore you.

“What’s up with him today?” Y/N asked, eyes still glued to her paper, hands scribbling down the letters as fast as they could. It’s not Hyunwook’s first time to sulk. He always says the same line, but he’ll end up hanging out with the girls the next day anyway.

“I don’t know.” Daeun answered.

Y/N didn’t miss her tone. It was almost suspicious, as if Daeun knows something she does not. YN’s pen rose from the paper. “Daeun?” She looked at her friend’s way, who is still scrolling through Tiktok videos like there’s no tomorrow.

“What?”

“Tell me.” Y/N pushed. The pen’s feedback from the table equaled Daeun's sigh.

“I told him I like him,” Daeun gulped, biting her lips.

Y/N’s eyes went round at the information. “When?”

“I’m sure he was just taken back. I mean, we’ve been friends since six. He probably wasn’t expecting it.” Y/N assured.

“Yesterday, when he walked me home.” Daeun exhaled, a heavy feeling weighing down in her chest, “Look, he doesn’t like me, and now I feel dumb for confessing,”

“I can’t talk to him yet. Maybe we can hang out like this, yes, but you have to be present or else…” Daeun’s lips quivered.

“He laughed, Y/N.” Daeun pressed. “He laughed and said that I was joking, that I don’t like him like that. At least not romantically.” She looked away. “He told me that I probably ate a lot of tteokbokki and had a food coma.”

Y/N couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped from her lips. Hyunwook you dork. “Look–” she giggled.

“It’s not funny!” Daeun whined. “It’s real Y/N. Every time I see Hyunwook, my day instantly gets brighter, you know? Like nothing could go wrong. He walks with me every day and I feel safe. I think about him all the time. He makes me want to look forward to my future. He’s in here,” Daeun pointed to her head. “And here.” and her heart. “You’ll know it when you experience it too.”

Y/N leaned back, eyes sparkling. “I understand.”

“You don’t have to ignore him though. It seems like he wants to talk with you.” Y/N added as the bell rings for their last class of the day.

– - – —- - – - – —- - – -

Jihoon wanders through the crowded hallway. Few students have greeted him as he passes by, some of his close friends fist bumping with him before letting him go.

Jihoon let out a tired breath once he reached his locker. It’s been a long day for him. Multiple quizzes, a ton of assignments due, his presentation for preparation for uni, and some school club reports that he still needs to finish. So much for being the President of a school org.

As he placed his books inside and gathered his extra shirts, a sticky note fell. Jihoon’s brows furrowed. How can someone place a note inside his locker?

Flipping the paper, he reads: Don’t accept the Pepero from her. Please.

Her? Who’s her? Jihoon cocked his head, his lips pursed. Pepero day is in two days and he always receives at least 5 boxes, so who exactly is the note referring to?

Rolling his eyes, the paper crumpled in his hand. Whoever is trying to prank him won’t work. Jihoon has too many things on his plate right now to play along with someone’s silly games.

“Then wait for him to finish baseball. I’m sure he’ll still walk you home.” Another voice talked.

“I’m scared to walk alone.”

Jihoon heard a feminine voice.

Jihoon closed his locker’s door, catching a glimpse of Y/N and Daeun walking towards his direction; their attentions fixated on each other. Daeun looks frustrated while Y/N, on the other hand, looks more relaxed.

“Yeah, right. Like I would want to be with him alone.” Daeun stressed. “Oh. Hi, Jihoon!”

“Hi!” Jihoon waved back. Y/N smiled and bowed at him.

“Tough day?” Daeun asked.

“Uh, yes.” Y/N spoke. “Well, Daeun is. I’m going to work.” she mumbled something to Daeun that wasn’t really audible to Jihoon.

Is it that obvious? Jihoon exhaled deeply, “Veryyy tough day.”

There was a brief silence between the three students until Jihoon breaks it. “Are you guys heading home?” He didn’t miss Daeun elbowing her friend.

He watched the two silently banter in front of him. Jihoon lets out a chuckle when the two start hitting one another. He felt as if he was watching a stand-up comedy performance right before his eyes. His muffled laughter probably caught the girls off guard as they suddenly stopped and faced him once again. He heard something along the line of ‘Just go to the baseball field’ and a bunch of ‘You can’t make me’.

“Sorry,” Y/N blurted. “She and Hyunwook had a fight.”

“It wasn’t a fight.” Daeun complained.

“Then go. I need to go to work.”

“But I don’t want to see him. I wanna go home.” Daeun objected. They’re starting again. Jihoon could only watch in amusement.

“Then go home?” Y/N questioned.

“I’m scared to walk alone, remember?” Daeun rolled her eyes.

“Your house is like ten minutes away and the sun is still out. People are still out there, you know.” Y/N is starting to get irritated. Jihoon can feel it. Jihoon can see it.

“But—”

“I’ll walk you home.” Jihoon intervened. Both girls snapped their heads in his direction. One expressing excitement and one bewildered. “I mean, I can walk you home. If you don’t mind.”

“Sure! Thanks, Jihoon!” and just like that, the three of them walked out of the building.

They passed by the baseball field, one of the players being their friend. Hyunwook isn’t that hard to spot either, he stood tall among his team mates and for some reason, his skin glows under the setting sun more than the rest.

“I’ll be heading this way.” Y/N announced, referring to the street on their left.

“Aaaand Jihoon and I will be this way.” Daeun pointed at the opposite street, “See you tomorrow, Y/N!”

“See you.” The girls did the usual hug and their best-friend clap. “Boom, bitch!” The two yelled, ending their ridiculously fun made-up cheer.

Jihoon’s eyes crinkled at the sight. He has been smiling ever since they started walking.

“See you, too, Jihoon.” Y/N waved her goodbye. The trio parted ways.

Jihoon couldn’t help the thoughts running in his mind. Where is Y/N heading? What part-time job is she doing? Why is she even working? From the outside, she didn’t look like her family was struggling for money. Or maybe he’s just assuming and judging she’s not?

“She does it for fun.” Daeun interrupted his mind. “She really likes coffee and bread. There, she gets them for free plus money, so it’s a win-win situation.”

Jihoon leaned inwards, relaxing his shoulders. “I see.”

“She’s really something.” Daeun bragged. Jihoon agrees.

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