#tbz frat au
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SUNWOO ↳ “𝕺𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖚𝖕𝖔𝖓 𝖆 𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖊”
a TBZ frat boyz series.
kim sunwoo x f!reader :: ex lovers/soulmate tropes
warnings: some explicit content 👀, hardly smutty. lots of feels though. (rough edit)
𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔞 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔪 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔤𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴-𝔦𝔱-𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔬𝔫’𝔰 𝔣𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔫…
“Bite me.”
you were a realist.
far from delusional,
even if the stars aligned on a full moon night.
nothing could convince you to believe that a frat party would be a hell of a good time.
“I have too much shit.” you annunciate, yeeting a pencil in your best friend’s general direction. “Ask Mina. I’m sure she’d find sweaty people and an uncanny amount of booze fun.”
your model of a roommate sulks.
bummed you weren’t like the rest of the girls around here.
like who in their right mind would decline an invite to the biggest frat house in SK?
“Leave it to you to pass on a good time. Boo, tomatoes.”
you send her a merciless smile. “I feel less of a detriment to society this way. Have you seen me in anything other than sweats and a hoodie? It takes effort to look as good as you. Effort I cannot spare for myself.”
“Talk about dramatic.”
dramatics aside,
there was nothing that could possibly be done to drag you out of this dorm room and into the pits of hell called TBZ.
that godforsaken frathood might drive you off a cliff.
you’ll give them the benefit of the doubt.
they were far from hideous— a sight for sore eyes really.
intelligent, sociable, and athletic.
all 11 of them.
even if 2 happened to be both your exes.
once upon a time..
“Well, i’m leaving.” the gorgeous red head flips her hair, model figure hugged in the little black dress she sported. “If i’m not back by morning, send a search party. I love you! Don’t study too hard my little book worm.”
yes.
there were some perks to being roommates and best friend’s with your polar opposite.
a stable social life.
free clothes.
and invites to the biggest parties?
too bad you hardly found any of those to be useful to you.
“Hello?”
“Y/n?” her voice sounds irritated, slightly slurred and strained against the echoing music of the party. “Y/n, can you come get me? Fuck— these people are losers. I’m drunk.”
you grimace.
she’s upset.
it’s only midnight and of all people—
Taeri was upset.
“Did something happen?” you mumble sleepily, sitting up to turn on a light. “Are you okay? DId someone hurt you?”
too drunk to process the question, she groans. “Will you just please come and get me? I feel like I’m gonna explode.”
“O-okay, just give me a couple—“
the call flat lines.
great.
the day has finally come that the stars aligned on a full moon night.
albeit, you still didn’t think the frat party was gonna be a good time,
but i guess you’ll bite.
it didn’t take long to wash up a little, whipping out one of Taeri’s hand me down’s.
10 minutes longer and you had your liner drawn and a simple red tint to your velvet lips.
you absolutely dreaded having to face the day you’d ever come to this—
a strapless top, tight jeans and mid height high heels.
but you had some class.
you weren’t gonna be a detriment to society by showing up in half ass pj’s.
“Hey.”
the hottie by the door makes a double take.
“H-hello.”
your forehead creases, eyes looking into the still much alive party. “Aren’t you gonna ask for my name, pretty boy?”
pretty boy doesn’t respond.
honestly, too stunned to answer.
because god damn.
god damn—
“Damnit.” Eric blinks furiously, wiping at his shirt upon spilling some of his drink. “Sorry, name?”
“Y/n.”
“Y/n, you’re on the list— Y/n?”
at this point, he’s completely disregarded his drink.
the rest spilling all over his thousand dollar shoes.
“Y/n.” you affirm with a slight chuckle. “Taeri called. Is she alright?”
no, of course she’s not.
the sole reason for her coming, being her ex boyfriend who happens to live here—
who undoubtedly was the cause of the phone call in the first place
“Well all hell hasn’t broke loose yet.” Eric manages to make it through a sentence. “You don’t normally come to these things, don’t you? Taeri said you’re not much of a party goer.”
“Great observation, pretty boy. I was summoned. If Taeri wasn’t in trouble, why’d she call me then?”
he aimlessly shrugs. “Hyunjae hasn’t touched your hot model bestie all night. I mean Sunwoo’s back in town so maybe—“
oh god.
OH MY GOD.
fucking hell on earth.
“Hey, didn’t you and Sunwoo—“
“No I don’t know a Sunwoo.” he elicits a pressed panicked grin by you. “And Sunwoo doesn’t know me. Are we understanding each other? Do I make myself clear, pretty boy.”
the pretty boy grins back. “Fucking crystal.”
you pray to the stars in the sky to disarrange.
you pray for anything but the storm that brews ahead.
you pray for the sake of your roommate,
that this was nothing but a coincidence.
“— that Sunwoo’s back in town, can you believe it?”
you refrain from putting that stranger into a chokehold.
wanting nothing but to be home in your covers.
you’re no cinderella but,
it’s past your damn bedtime.
“Where the fuck is she?” you mumble to yourself incoherently, searching the heavily intoxicated crowd for your best friend.
leave it to her to make you the damn search party.
these heels were killing you.
but those heels on you weren’t just killing you,
it was killing everyone else too.
“You won’t believe who just walked in.” Eric came back to his group of troublemakers, kissing his lips through a devious smirk. “God damn, you won’t believe me when I tell you. Who just walked through our fucking doors.”
Sunwoo’s a little less interested.
tired is a simple word to describe his current attitude.
he just got back into town, man.
it’s been a stressful week for him.
the last thing he wants to deal with was Eric’s crazed nonsense.
Hyunjae’s shoulder’s perk from on top of the counter. “If you’re talking about my god forsaken ex again, we’ve already crossed paths. Like fourth party in a row.”
“Not your ex.”
Eric’s feverish.
he’s only heard about the legend of y/n.
the closed-off maths geek Sunwoo had a boner for freshman year.
the hardly qualified best friend of the hottest model on campus.
“But she’s so fucking hot though.” Eric dreamily drools, nodding from the corner in which they gather. “She’s drop dead gorgeous, Sunwoo. How could a star soccer player like you, drop a once in a lifetime shot like that?”
“What the fuck are you on about, you— you’re kidding.”
the star soccer player can’t remember the last time he saw you.
well, to be fair, the last time he saw you,
you were in an oversized hoodie, worn-in sneakers, and sweats doubled your size.
now people are expecting him to believe his ex girlfriend stalked the halls of his house—
in stunning Louboutins nonetheless.
leather tight top hiked too far up the stomach, cleavage half out and bed hair making you look like a 5-star Michelin.
those heels.
the heels are killing him on you, he doesn’t know what to do.
“You’re fucking kidding.” Juyeon jumps from his seat, the rest of the males following suit like a pack of hungry wolves. “That’s her?”
Sangyeon whistles at all that. “I’ll be damned.”
Sunwoo can’t say a thing.
nope.
he’s not allowed to.
leave it to you to sweep the entire party of their feet right after he did.
“Taeri!” you call, unbeknownst to the lingering eyes around you. “Taeri, where are you!”
your heels click at the tiles,
excusing yourself in the crowd like the prim you are.
noting to run as soon as you find,
“Kim Sunwoo.”
your breath’s taken away.
haphazard and eyes blown out of their sockets.
you can’t run if he’s the one that finds you.
“Sunwoo, I—“
he doesn’t let you manage even a word.
clearly won’t let you say a thing.
not that you weren’t allowed to.
after all,
he’s the one that got away.
“Not you.” you tear his hands from tugging on your wrists. “Of anyone in this damn frat house, not you, Kim Sunwoo. I want absolutely nothing to do with you.”
leave it to Sunwoo to look at you like the mad man he is.
the hot shot playboy of IST,
this was your sumptuous ex boyfriend.
your only ex boyfriend.
“— the last thing I want to see. Get away from me.”
his eyes roll and he pins you to the wall of his bedroom,
making sure to lock the door behind you.
“The last thing I want to see is my beloved ex girlfriend showing up half naked at one of my frat parties. But life’s unfair isn’t it?”
he elicits a pitiful snort and you dare yourself to retort back. “The thought never bothered you before when you begged me to be your damn side piece, once upon a time.”
“Once upon a time, you were mine. Let me make myself very clear, you were my girl. And right now, I don’t get that luxury— i’m not allowed to call you that.”
“If you’re looking for permission, you’re far from it. I’m not here for you, i’m here for Taeri.”
Sunwoo’s never liked that girl.
always trying to get you to wear the skankiest clothes.
present you like a centerpiece.
taking you whenever she wanted.
(she had her work cut for her)
when all he wanted was you all to himself.
“Trying to prove yourself by being hotter than her?”
you pry his body off of you,
heated.
absolutely heated you could explode.
“Trying to prove myself by not being a damn joke. Isn’t that what I was to you, once upon a time Kim Sunwoo? The reason you dropped me because I could never prove myself to be the girlfriend in Kim Sunwoo’s hot fucking life.”
his chest rises and falls as fast as his blood boils.
he always loved firing you up.
you were so hot, he couldn’t tell you why.
but he always wanted to strip you out of your oversized clothes and get you completely naked anyway.
the thrill of seeing you naked being a blessing in disguise.
right now,
you were already half way there.
“I loved you.”
“Loved me?” you laugh incredulously. “The sex was good but other than that, what can you say you loved about me? Other than lying to my face, nearly ripping out my hair, telling me your cock only belonged to me? But digging it inside other women like that didn’t matter at all.”
he’s taken by surprise.
that dirty mouth of yours.
he’s been needing a stress relief.
and suddenly, he’s not that stressed about any of his circumstances.
especially the ones he faces right now.
in fact, he’s more laxed than he’s ever been in his entire life.
“Still thinking about my cock, are you?”
“Yours and 5 others, baby. It stopped being all about—“
his lips crash against yours and the wall is suddenly your best friend.
so much for Taeri—
god, Kim Sunwoo was just so irresistible.
“You.” he growls into your lips while ripping off his shirt. “It’s always been all about you, hasn’t it?”
an arduous moan escapes your tethered lips,
melting in the hands of your inconceivable ex boyfriend.
“Im gonna make those 5 others look like training wheels, baby. I’m going to make sure you know who you belong to.”
it’s been 2 years.
you weren’t gonna wallow over your breakup with Sunwoo forever.
yes, you’ve slept with other people but damn.
other people will never be Kim Sunwoo.
“I won’t even have to beg for you to be my side piece when i’m finished with you.”
Taeri and Hyunjae were fine.
Taeri was upset but hey,
Hyunjae beat you to it anyway.
while Sunwoo’s beating into you,
Taeri stops to look at her ex, “Have you seen y/n? She said she was gonna come get me.”
Taeri’s never really liked Sunwoo for you either.
he was always possessive.
always center of fucking attention.
too big and mighty for her little know it all.
but god damn.
if there was anyone who made you happier than she’s ever seen you,
it was that poor unfortunate soul.
“She’s gonna eat him alive.” Taeri chuckles with her hand on her ex’s lap. “Poor thing, y/n’s balled up her anger for him for years. You think he’s gonna be okay?”
that was the thrill of you, you know.
always one step ahead of everyone else,
Sunwoo had to put a leash on you.
he was so tired of chasing,
“You’ve let go, Sunwoo.” you’re hyperventilating over his broad chest. “Where’s all that control you had now?”
you were gonna be the death of him.
he had to juggle loving you, paying the frat, his soccer career—
“I’m sorry.”
3 rounds later and Sunwoo’s spent.
ravishing in your beauty,
the yearning of something he didn’t think he needed in a long time.
you made him the happiest man alive once upon a time.
“I don’t deserve you.”
3 rounds later and you were convinced.
ravishing in his warmth and comfort—
you haven’t felt this content in a long time.
“You deserved all of me.”
you loved him.
god you loved him and you don’t know how to stop.
2 years later and he’s still the man you love.
“I loved your wide smile. I craved your touch. I wanted your attention every damn day and you deserved every minute of having me. I loved everything about you, Kim Sunwoo. But you made that decision to let me go a long time ago.”
he kisses the places your tears stain,
fingers shakily threading through your now long hair.
“I was tired of convincing myself all of that were true. Tell me, baby. What else did you love about me?”
you catch your breath, nose brushed against his.
“Your eyes. Your nose. Your dick.”
his throaty laugh fills your ears like music on christmas morning. “What else, baby?”
you lean in, humming against his cheek.
eyes shut in absolute bliss.
remembering the subtle scent of bergamot and sage that stained his skin.
“Your lips? The way they move when you kiss me. How they feel when you tell me you love me.”
his arms clasp around your hips.
high on your euphoria with you pressed against him like this.
the stars were in his favor tonight.
perfectly aligned in the sky when he finally tells you,
“I love you.”
you’re convinced he’s joking.
you have to convince yourself he was making you a joke.
but Sunwoo holds you like he’s gonna lose you.
afraid you were gonna let go.
“I’ll never deserve you but i’ll love you for the rest of my life if I have to in order to convince myself I do.”
“What do you love about me, Kim Sunwoo?”
the full moon is in your favor.
illuminating the room just enough to meet his colorful eyes.
just enough color to remember how he looked at you once upon a time.
“That you’ll be the only girl that I get to love in my entire life. I don’t want to be with anyone else but you, baby. Not even if the stars start crossing in the sky.”
you a side piece?
hardly.
no, Kim Sunwoo never left your side.
he was like an overbearing parasite,
only having to move elsewhere when he wanted to be on top.
or when he kneels in front of you to ask you to be his wife.
and to think he would’ve had to beg once upon a time.
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where am i in the process of writing rescue protocol? ... uhm... so the outline... yeah, that one's done. uhm *scratches head* kevin has a haircut?
#sungbeam strikes again#tbz </3#wip: rp#i do have reqs and also that one frat boy au and kevs liu fic—#digging my grave and lying in it
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lee sangyeon's (almost) villain origin story
pairing : lee sangyeon x gn!reader
fluff , humor , slice of life , university!au
warnings : language , one suggestive scene
word count : 2.4 k
requested ? no
a/n : this is just pure self-indulgent sangyeon brain rot ,,, you've been warned ( aka. the epitome of "i write what i want to read and then toss it into the void" )
Lee Sangyeon is a patient man. He babysits his young nephews, tutors underclassmen on weekends, and keeps his ten gremlins wonderful friends out of trouble. But his sanity is slipping. Granted, being president of the TBZ fraternity is hard work, but it's starting to feel more like running a daycare.
Though, with all its chaos over the years, rarely has he felt the need to wring anyone's neck out over a few minor inconveniences. Lately, however... well, his fingers start to twitch at the sight of his housemates.
And it's exactly that familiar feeling that begins to tingle at his fingertips when the infuriating voice of Kim Sunwoo follows the slamming of the frat house door. It startles Sangyeon from his dozed state and you as well. Flinching so hard your fingers that were previously twirling a lock of his hair pull painfully at his scalp. "Shit– oh! Sorry, babe." You hiss, petting his hair back down once you realize.
Sangyeon lifts his head from your lap solely to glare at the obtuse boy. His hands and arms adorned with multiple paper grocery bags and beer cases. "A little help would be nice," he jabs, mid-struggle to pile them onto the kitchen island before his strength gives out.
"A little peace and quiet would be nice." Sangyeon cuts, rolling back over to face the television. He stirs, stretching out his tired muscles before sinking back into the couch and your warmth. Desperately chasing the cozy feeling he'd been robbed of too soon.
"Is all that for the party tonight?" You ask Sunwoo. An innocent question for the sake of being polite that the boy somehow takes as an invitation.
"Almost all of it, Changmin is grabbing a few more bottles from the liquor store– is that Love Island?" He points, creeping up behind the sofa.
Whatever merciful God is listening. Please. No. Sangyeon begs.
"Yeah, it's the most recent–"
"I love Love Island– scoot!"
Sangyeon pulls his knees up just in time as Sunwoo jumps the couch, swinging his legs dangerously close to the glass coffee table, causing Sangyeon's fingers to twitch once more.
"Don't you have other things to be doing?" Sangyeon's voice is low in a silent warning. One Sunwoo purposely remains blissfully ignorant to.
"You know I personally like the British version better." He rambles on. Your boyfriend shoots you a pleading look. Whether he's begging you to do something or finding the strength to keep his cool, you aren't sure.
You give a pitiful shrug in return. Sangyeon just sighs, dropping his head to your shoulder. Perhaps the living room wasn't the best place for alone time.
Surely, he couldn't be bothered in his room. He even added a "do not disturb" sign for good measure. Sure, Juyeon's music was a tad loud and he could hear tidbits of the show playing downstairs, but he could tune that out. Just a few more sentences and he'd be done with his paper and finally free to spend time with you.
"How much longer?" you ask, peaking over to where Sangyeon sits hunched over his laptop on his bed.
"Maybe like five minutes." He doesn't bother looking up from the word document. "I just need to figure out the phrasing on this, it's been driving me mad."
"You've been figuring it out four nearly two hours," you step over to the end of Sangyeon's bed. "Maybe you need to take a break and come back with fresh eyes."
He stubbornly shakes his head, running his fingers through his already messy locks. "I need to get it over with." At this point, you're standing right over him. Yet still, it's like you're not even there. Though you must admit, the focused scowl on his face is quite adorable.
"Sangyeon."
Nothing. Not even as you tilt down to his level does he pause his typing.
"Sangyeon." You call a little sweeter this time.
Again, nothing.
Having finally waited long enough, you tip his chin back with a single finger. He looks slightly miffed at first, but then his eyes land on your wardrobe. "Is that my shirt?" He whispers. Jaw slack as his eyes not so subtly roam every inch of the fabric, admiring how it hangs from your figure.
"It is." Matter of fact, it's not just his shirt, but a pair of his boxers as well. A detail that short-circuits his brain for a solid five seconds. It feels like he's been knocked in the chest, unable to say anything. His eyes flit from your outfit, to your lips, and back down.
"Sangyeon?" You purr.
"Yeah?"
"Click save."
You've never seen him move so fast. Throwing his laptop with such force it nearly flies off the bed. Sangyeon effortlessly pulls you over to straddle his lap, grinning so hard it makes you giggle.
"When did you even change into these?" His hands rest at your waist under the thin cotton tee, letting his pinky dip into the waistband of your, really his, boxers.
"I got bored and raided your closet while you had your nose buried in Microsoft Word." Your hands clasp behind his neck. "You don't mind, right?"
"Definitely not." Sangyeon's fingers dig into your skin as he sloppily attaches his lips to your own. He's greedy, like a prisoner starved for water on a hot summer day, but that doesn't seem to bother you.
"I'm gonna need this back though, you know?" He teases against your lips, pulling at the hem of the cotton covering your torso.
"You'll have to offer something in exchange."
"Now that," Sangyeon's eyes light up, "I can do–"
The door to his room flies open with a force so great Sangyeon half expects the Hulk to be standing in his door frame. The resounding bang of it ricocheting off the wall accidentally making Sangyeon dig his fingers a little too deep into your skin. It earns a yelp from you and you're shuffling off his lap in an attempt to escape his iron grip.
"Hyung–!" Eric exclaims, but takes a pause in his panicked state to greet you. "Oh, hi Y/N!"
"Hi, Eric," you wave awkwardly.
Sangyeon is scrambling to cover you with his comforter as fast as possible. Not that you're wearing anything particularly revealing, but it's still nothing Eric needs to see. Not that it matters, Eric doesn't seem too concerned with you or the state you and your boyfriend were previously in.
"Hyung, I need your help!"
This is Sangyeon's absolute last resort.
Does he necessarily want to spend his only free period of the day with you in a noisy, crowded, cafe? No. He'd much rather be in his room with you curled up in his arms, completely and utterly alone. But so long as he lives with ten men who have never known the concept of privacy, he'll have to settle.
At least you seem happy with the lunch date he planned. Animatedly talking on and on about how you've been wanting to try this cafe. And if you're happy, then Sangyeon is happy. He'd count today as a success even if all he does is admire the beautiful pair of eyes across from him while you ramble.
"—Everything just looks so good, I don't know if I should go for a coffee or a fruity tea."
"Get both if you want." He offers, but you scrunch your nose up.
"That's a bit much, don't you think?"
"Then why don't you get a coffee, I'll get a tea, and whichever you like better you can have." A smile breaks out on your face at that idea.
"See, this is why I love you."
Yeah, Sangyeon thinks, this was a success.
Well. Almost.
"Sangyeon? Y/N?" Comes an unfortunately familiar voice. "What are you guys doing here?"
"Oh, you've got to be fucking joking," Sangyeon pinches the bridge of his nose as Kevin Moon and his impeccable timing make an appearance.
"We're on a date." He cuts, hoping the boy will get the hint to leave. But of course, he doesn't. Instead, Kevin pulls up an empty chair and plops down at the end.
"Have you guys been here before? It's my first time and I can't figure out if I want a coffee or a tea."
Sangyeon gives up. They win. The ten little demons infesting his home win.
"Jail can't be that bad, right?" He ponders aloud as the two of you lay sprawled out on his bed. Even you've begun to notice your boyfriend's slow descent into insanity. And while you do feel bad, it is a little comical. "What's a few murder charges... or ten."
You listen to him rant, his head in your lap and arms encircling your hips. You continue to brush your fingers through his hair, hoping the action will induce some sort of calming effect.
He props his chin up on your stomach to look at you pouty lips and puppy eyes. "It's so unfair," he whines like a toddler.
"I think you'll live," you chuckle.
"I literally won't."
Like clockwork, there's a knock on his door. Sangyeon groans, exasperated. "Ohh my God, seriously?" He faceplants into your stomach. "You deal with them. If I do it I'm leaving in handcuffs."
"Come in," you call.
Haknyeon peaks in, frowning when he sees Sangyeon's state. "What's wrong with him?" He points.
"Everything."
"Nothing," you both answer. "He's just being dramatic. What did you need, Haknyeon?"
"Uh, well I was wondering if you could help me with a dilemma?" He asks shyly, tip-toeing the rest of the way in.
"What's the dilemma?"
He pulls two shirts from behind his back. "So, I finally asked out that girl in my class—"
"Aw, Hak, congrats!" You coo.
"—Thanks," he beams. "We're supposed to meet for coffee in an hour. Which shirt should I wear?"
"Whichever gets you out of my room the fastest," Sangyeon grumbles, voice muffled.
"Shush!" You slap the back of his head in warning. "I think blue would go well with your eyes, Hak." You smile and Haknyeon lights up.
"Okay, perfect! That's the one Younghoon and Jacob picked as well. Thanks, Y/N, thanks Hyung!" The boy is already turning on his heels as he calls out his thanks. Sangyeon lifts his hand in a half-hearted wave as the door slams shut.
"Be nice to him, he's excited," you chastise. "He's been ogling over that girl for months. This is a big deal for him."
Sangyeon sighs, propping his head back up. "I know it is, who do you think helped him pick out and iron his pants this morning?"
"They really look up to you, you know? That's why they're always bothering you for stuff."
Your warm palm comes to rest against his cheek. It's frustrating for him, always feeling responsible for everyone around him, you know this. And while his willingness to take on that challenge is something you've always admired, you do fear him getting burnt out.
Sangyeon frowns. "I know, I just wish I could have a few moments to be selfish. Is this how parents feel?"
You laugh at his remark. "I think even parents get more of a break than you do."
"Told you we should've used protection." He grins with his gummy smile at his own joke. Making you playfully flick his forehead.
"Getting all of us out of the house at once is a big ask, Y/N." Jacob grimaces as takes a sip of his of his cold brew.
What was originally supposed to be an intense study session for your upcoming physics test quickly turned into you debriefing Jacob on Sangyeon's declining sanity. Which you're eighty percent sure Jacob only entertained as an excuse to procrastinate. Because it's been two hours and neither of you has so much as opened a single textbook despite his multitude of complaints about being unprepared.
"I know, but you're their vice president, isn't there something you can do? You could organize a charity event or something." You pout. "I'm suffering too here!"
"Even if I could find a way to convince ten—" he holds up both hands with fingers spread for emphasis. "—ten, that's one-zero, men to all clear out, I don't want to be the one babysitting them."
"You'd have Chanhee there to help."
"The odds of getting Chanhee to do anything outside of his job description are about as good as me passing this test." Jacob snorts, and all hopes of getting TBZ's treasurer involved are squashed then and there.
Jacob is your only hope, so you're going to have to lay it on thick.
"Come on, Jacob, please. Sangyeon really needs the break."
"Don't give me that look." He jabs a finger at you.
"Please, Jacob."
"No."
You sink back into your seat, letting out a long and dramatic sigh. Attempting to look as pitiful as possible. And judging by the way Jacob's leg won't stop anxiously bouncing beneath the table, it's working.
"Don't do that," Jacob whines.
Silence.
"Okay, fine, I'll figure it out." He throws his hands up in surrender. "Just quit pouting and help me study."
"Thank you, Jacob," You perk up. "You're the best!"
"Yeah, yeah."
The excited call you get from Sangyeon telling you to come over immediately comes sooner than expected. You're not usually one to question miracles, but you are curious as to how Jacob managed to drag everyone out of the house on a Tuesday night.
"Where is everyone?" You ask as Sangyeon tugs you through the front door.
"Don't know. Don't care." He smiles brightly. "What I do know, is I'm not touching a single textbook, laptop, or phone."
You aren't sure when the last time you saw your boyfriend this happy was.
Sangyeon plops down onto the couch, pulling you into his lap as he does so. "It's gonna be just me, you, some take-out, this couch, and the last season of Love Island Australia."
You snort. "You say that, but I'm betting twenty on you being knocked out by the end of the first episode."
"That's actually the plan," he grins smugly before pulling a blanket over his legs and letting his head fall into your lap. He's not even facing the screen. You're starting to think he just invited you over to be his personal pillow.
But you let him, because it's well deserved.
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FIRST OFF, thank you so much for 1k followers! I know I said it a few days ago but I wanted to put in a proper thanks! I love all of you <3 te quiero mucho :D
!! So I'll be running this drabble event for a week and a half! I know it's a short span but I have so many long wip I want to get out too! So in order to get everything out, this will have to be a bit smaller, though my thanks for you is huge!
☆☆ ☆ Below are a list of Au's and Dialogue prompts! Send in an ask with a member of your choice, an AU, and a Dialogue prompt! Please note if you'd like it SFW or NSFW! - And yes, you may send multiple!
☆ I write for all current members of NCT, Ateez, TXT, and TBZ!
☆ Enhypen and P1harmony legal members only!
☆ This event is over! Masterlist will be posted soon, thank you for all the requests!
Remember! Minors DNI :)
AU's ☆
College
Meet-Ugly
Fake Dating
Royalty
Assassins
Roommate
Enemies to Lovers
Rivals to Lovers
Exes to Lovers
Lawyers
Office Romance
Secret Relationship / Hiding
Soulmate
Coworkers
Teachers
FWB
Frat Boy!
Rock Band
Arranged Marriage
Idol Au
Superhero / Supervillian
Airport meeting
Vacation
Angsty Breakup
Friends to Lovers
Mutual Pining
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Dialogue prompts ☆
“I was never a morning person, but then I started waking up to your face and you know… Maybe mornings aren’t that bad, after all.”
“Why are you mad?” “I’m not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss.”
“I fucking hate you.” “No you don’t. Take that back right now.”
“You know I’d do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything.”
“Oh, fuck. Do that again.”
“You look stupid as all hell right now.”
“I want to believe you, but I don’t know if I can.”
“You’ve given me so many reasons to walk away.” “Then why don’t you walk away? It’s not like I’m keeping you hostage here.” “You still don’t get it, do you? It’s because I love you.”
“…Damn it all to hell, if I don’t get to have you tonight then I’m never going to be able to have you.”
“Let me call you mine, just for tonight.”
“I think you and I make an amazingly stupid pair.” “I know! Our two brain cells combined together make for quality entertainment and a unique kind of stupidity.”
“I’m going to have so much fun with you.”
“Oh God, yes, right there— oh my God, just like that, please don’t stop.” “…Can you stop that? You’re making it sound like we’re in a porno and now I’m getting kinda hard.”
“Bet you they don’t make you sound like that, do they?”
“Fuck, you’re such a wreck, and because of me, too.”
“Can you stop moaning? I’m trying to help you relax but you’re making it hard for me to concentrate.” “Sorry, your hands just work a little too good.” “I’m going to pay for a masseuse next time if you keep doing this.”
“You are driving me insane and I’m this close to losing my shit because of you.”
“Is hating me your only personality trait?”
“Never scare me like that again!”
“Oh, don’t worry. I have every plan to make you submit to me.”
“I’m not even gonna lie, I’m just so fucking obsessed with you.”
“That could be us.” “That is us.”
“Was it worth it?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you— slow down, you’ll get what you want soon enough.”
“I want you to remember every single second of this.”
“Bet you they can’t make you feel the way I do.” “Bet’s on.” “Wait, what? That was not my intention—”
“Hm, but I think I like having you spread out like this. Such a gorgeous sight.”
“Come and get your fix.”
“…You’re an addiction I never want to quit.”
“I had nothing to live for, but then you came into my life. So thank you.”
“Why’d you— why’d you do that?” “B-Because I promised you I’d do anything to keep you safe.”
“I swear if we get caught then I’m actually going to kill you.”
“You think I wanted this to happen?!”
“Just when I was about to give up…”
“I trusted you with my life.” “Well, I’m sorry but you’re clearly very gullible.”
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same as I do, then I’ll leave you alone.”
“You know, maybe you should bet on something else the next time instead of betting on someone’s fucking feelings.”
“You’re such a dork.” “Yeah, no wonder you’re so in love with me.”
“Does me doing all these things not account for anything?” “I never asked you to do those things for me, though, did I?”
“You nearly foiled our plan, you idiot!”
“I… I think I’m happy.” “You think? So you’re not one hundred percent certain?”
“Who’s laughing now?” “…Clearly not you. You’re crying, dear God.”
“I’m tired of being on the sidelines.”
“You actually came back.”
“Christ on a fucking bike, I could kiss you right now.”
“That was a bold move.”
“We’re going to be late, all because you couldn’t stop scrolling through that damn phone of yours while taking your damn sweet time to shit!”
"What are we?" "Probably stupid."
"You could punch me in the face and I'd still want you, not gonna lie."
"They just gave you the key to my house?" "Well no.. I asked for it!"
"You can kiss me, you know?"
"Will you just stay still?" "What, why?" "I'm trying to hold your hand, you idiot!"
"Hey, you haven't come out of your room in like two days...I'm not worried or anything but the dishes are piling up and i need you to be alive so you can take care of them, so..."
Smut Prompts ☆
54. "Can you feel how much I want you?"
55. "I can never get enough of your taste."
56. "Let's try something new tonight."
57. "We don't even have to take our clothes off."
58. "I want to ruin you."
59. "Yes, please, do it!"
60. "Your tongue is truly extraordinary."
61. "I have seen you naked before."
62. "No bed needed."
63. "Sleep is overrated. I have better ideas."
64. "You know me so well. You always find the right spot."
65. "Please, don't ever stop!"
66. "Our bodies fit so well together."
67. "I could do this all day. And definitely all night."
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♡ don't play | jake ♡
he’s just teasing–he teases all the time–but now he wonders if you know his secret
♡ jake x gn!reader | wc. 648
♡ genres/tropes: angst lol; implied college!au
♡ mentions of/warnings: he teases but it’s bc he’s v v much stupidly in love w u; physical non sexual intimacy (it’s sfw)
♡ a/n: this is a rewrite of a fic i wrote and posted in 2020 i think; unfortunately it was eaten up when i accidentally deleted my blog :’) it was originally for kevin from tbz; there's maybe a p2 rattling around my head c;
Jake doesn’t know how he got here, except he does. It’s his fault. He’d been teasing you, joking about taking you on dates, going to fancy dinners, holding doors open for you but in “a romantic way,” whatever that meant. It was so easy to come up with silly scenarios to get under your skin because, well, he’d already thought them out.
What he would do to ask you on a date, your first date together, an outing with romantic undertones. How, after a while of being together, he’d take you to the fancy restaurant of your choice and spoil you. Whatever you wanted, you could have. Doing whatever he could to make you understand how absolutely infatuated–completely whipped–he is for you.
And out here, resting in the grass, watching the stars twinkle above, the words he says don’t feel real or consequential, feel weighty. They just are.
These words, laced with the subtle reality of his true feelings, float up and away without reprimand. He expects you to do what you always do–fake gag or roll your eyes and go, “Yeah, yeah, romantic dates with my bestie Jake. Truly my dream.” Which, over course, always hurt a little bit, a sting straight to his heart. But he always gets to see you smile afterward, and that makes it worth it.
Except, this time, to Jake’s surprise, you don’t. No clapback or witty remark or smile. Instead, you ask if you could prove your seriousness, whatever that meant, and Jake says yeah, sure, anything.
Because he would do anything for you; all you have to do is say the word—
It happens at high speeds and slow motion—somehow both and it’s confusing and intoxicating and it takes Jake’s breath away. In an instant, as if you’ve been planning this from the moment you two had arrived and spread the gingham blanket out on the grass, you’d gone from beside him to on top of him. Your knees secure on either side of his hips, and your hands wrap around his wrists and pin them above his head, your palms hot on his pulse.
Forget stealing just a breath, there’s no breathing at all.
Jake swallows, breath heavy, as you lean down maddeningly close. His mind races with all the other times he’d wanted something like this to occur, every time he’d put thought into being with you. But it would be the other way around, and in a discreet corner at some frat party where the likelihood of blending into the party crowd could cover up his beating heart. Your face is too close now, he can feel your breath fanning against his cheek as you inch towards his ear. Jake is sure this is happening at lightning speeds, but your proximity might as well have slowed time to a stop.
He can’t help but wonder, is this how you feel when he teases you?
Your words are hot against his left ear, your lips barely missing his skin. It makes him shiver. “Don’t play with me, Jake. Don’t break my heart. Don’t be stupid.” With each sentence, you squeeze against his wrists, and Jake can actually feel his own heart shattering into a million pieces just for you, just for the chance to do anything for you.
How can he be brave enough to make you understand?
But he can’t even breathe, let alone talk to you about how serious he is. That he means everything he says. That it’s not a joke. Not even after you’ve returned to your spot beside him, pointing out where Orion is amongst the other thousands of glassy night stars, does Jake feel normal or okay or like teasing or telling the truth.
With the hot warmth of your body gone, still stuck in the faint cloud of your perfume, the stars are too distant and too dizzying to focus on.
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TBZ As Frat Boyz | Headcanons
Warnings: Mentions of drugs; Alcohol; Vomiting; Parties; Mature language
A/N: repost from my previous account!
Masterlist
More under the cut!
Sangyeon | Frat Treasurer
Buff as hell + no sleeves, even in the winter
Buff as hell + no sleeves, even in the winter
Looks intimidating but is a soft boy
Mostly walks around, surveying and making sure everyone’s having a good time
Will knock a creep out and toss them on the street
Is pretty serious about his position so he doesn’t goof off much
Alcohol: Heavyweight
Weed: Heavyweight; smokes more than he drinks
Jacob | Frat Treasurer
Panhellenic representative
Kinda stressed because of his responsibilities
Doesn’t drink much (if at all) because he’s in charge of taking pay at the door
Will bribe Haknyeon to take his place on occasion so he can go in and play beer pong
Is so good at it, but he isn’t even competitive like what??
Goes on beer runs when Chanhee drains the keg for funsies
Alcohol: Heavyweight, but doesn’t drink often
Weed: Medium tolerance; cute, happy high :-)
Younghoon
Visor wearer (it says Lifeguard on it but this man is not a lifeguard)
Nobody questions the validity of the visor because he looks fine as hell
Mainly hangs out by the pool in the summer to complete the vibe he has going on
Cannot swim; will not save you
One of the first to pass out or go to bed (nobody knows how he makes it back to his room. Changmin thinks it’s aliens)
Self only goes out of his way to mingle, but he’s very cool to talk to if you try to have a real conversation with him
Alcohol: Lightweight af
Weed: Relatively good tolerance; leaves and comes back, eyes red af
Jaehyun
Mansplains but is still somehow attractive? How does he do it???
Demands attention
Salmon shorts and flip-flops type beat
“Yo, look at this!” *Proceeds to narrowly escape death*
Eric documents this on his Snapchat story
Laughs too much when he’s under the influence, but doesn’t say much otherwise
Will dance all night if he isn’t stopped
Alcohol: Claims to be a heavyweight; down for the count by shot #2
Weed: Cannot hang at all
Juyeon | Director of Alumni Relations
Charismatic af
Sells shots ($1 for 1, $3 for 5)
A socialite; literally knows everybody
Everywhere at once (talk to him, turn away, turn back—POOF! Only a Juyeon shaped cloud remains)
Fits for daysss
He’s mad goofy; hilarious on the dancefloor
Signature move is comparing hand sizes gets in trouble because he can’t comprehend how that’s considered flirting
Alcohol: Heavyweight
Weed: Almost Sangyeon level, but not quite; could smoke you out tho
Kevin
Thee DJ
Another social type, but less out there than others
Roams the party freely
Does frequent vibe checks
Can always be seen chillin somewhere
Guy who monitors the bathroom that you tell your deepest secrets to while your bestie throws up
Puke & Rally 1/2
Alcohol: Lightweight
Weed: Heavyweight; can be seen hitting his dab pen 24/7 when is he not high??? Nobody can tell unless he’s baked af
Chanhee | Frat Vice President
He is simply that bitch
Another socialite
Nobody believes he’s in a frat until they see him there, serving drinks and smiling
Does keg stands without anyone asking him to
Puke & Rally 2/2
“Chanhee, get up. There’s still half a bottle left!” *Actually gets up*
Side business writing essays to support his extravagant party fits
Everyone thinks he’s a rich boy, but he’s just hella smart
Alcohol: Lightweight, but has insurmountable perseverance
Weed: Medium tolerance; another dab pen user, but mainly uses CBD carts lowkey gets high off of the 1:20 ratio
Changmin
His goal for the night is to stir the pot somehow
If you hear a commotion, he is most likely at the center of it
Buys holiday themed sunglasses but wears them at times that never coincide with said holidays is frequently spotted in 2016 New Years sunglasses
A campus legend
”I heard Changmin fought an alligator” “That can’t be true” *Eric shows up* “It's on my Snapchat story!”
Always on the dance floor, tearing it tf up
Can usually hang for a while, so he stays around and sloppily cleans up after the party’s over
His motto is “They can’t stop me”
Alcohol: Medium tolerance
Weed: Indestructible; Eric timed his bong rip once and he beat the world record but nobody wants to smoke with him because he’ll reduce the entire bowl to ash with one hit
Haknyeon | Frat Secretary
Always has his shit in order, but Friday through Saturday... It goes down
Homework marathon on Thursdays because he’s responsible!
Extremely welcoming it’s his job but he’s also genuinely nice
The reason people show up at the party
Another socialite; a bro™️
Always munchin on something (carries around a bag of pretzels)
Alcohol: Heavyweight
Weed: A little higher than medium tolerence; has a dab pen but mostly smokes socially
Sunwoo
The bitch that suddenly starts breakdancing
Is the one who clears out the party (yells at the top of his lungs “GTFO” or causes panic by saying the cops are there or flickering the lights)
1/2 Soundcloud rap duo
Once he’s drunk enough, he just starts barking this behavior frightens Younghoon
Depending on the day he had, is either hulking out or quietly playing on his Switch in the corner. No in-between
Alcohol: Lightweight non-believer, so everyone has him do shots he would rather get wasted than admit to his own hubris
Weed: Pretty low; he’s a runner
Eric
2/2 Soundcloud rap duo
Records everything for the Snap (if you see a flash, 9/10 times it’s Eric)
His public story moves like a private story and somehow his private story is even crazier???
Backwards snapback at every party, no fail
Gives away free shots to randos (Jacob is not pleased)
Brought the whole baseball team to the party
Alcohol: Heavyweight
Weed: Can’t because of drug testing; does not understand how a bong works
Kevin, annoyed: “Eric, stop blowing into the bong”
#tbz#the boyz#the boyz imagines#the boyz scenarios#the boyz oneshots#the boyz headcanons#the boyz au#frat boys#headcanon#peach.pen
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~ Labyrinth
Pairings: Eric x reader
Genre: Fuckboy au!, angst
Summary: “How did I end up being like this?”
You were laying in your bed trying to remember when was the exact moment you knew you were in trouble, when you knew that there was no going back.
But you couldn’t.
You couldn’t remember when was the moment you let your walls down and let him enter your heart. And you were starting to think it happened the first moment he laid his eyes on you.
When a pair of deep brown eyes looked at you and made you feel everything.
They warned you so many times, that he wasn’t the right boy, that you could be friends with him but that’s it.
To not fall in love with him.
And if you could have a time machine you would go back in time and not go to that party.
Where everything started.
Kevin kept saying he wanted to go and that it wouldn’t be the same if you weren’t going, so he ended up convincing you to go to his fraternity, TBZ frat.
You were expecting the unexpected like always, but you wouldn’t have thought in a million years that night was going to start one of the best and worst moments of your life.
You walked in ready to have a good time, greeting your friends and classmates and ready to dance and relieve all stress you’ve been under for the past few weeks.
But you felt something was off, and you couldn’t catch why.
And then he appeared, like he was the owner of the whole universe. Once he entered your eyes were glued to him, he had this power every time he was in the same room as you. He attracted you like a magnet, and you could fight all you want but that wouldn’t change anything.
But something changed that night, something made him look at you, go to where you were standing, take your drink and sip without breaking eye contact. You lied to everyone and said that it didn’t affect you, but he made you feel weak.
You couldn’t say anything for a hot second, too shocked to say something but if you knew something is that you weren’t going to let him go so easily, he was hot and all, but you weren’t going to let anyone, not even Eric Sohn, treat you like an easy girl.
“ Are you thirsty?” You asked him with your most sensual voice.
“ I’ve been dying to take a sip since I came.”
“ Let me help you with that.” And the next thing you did was to throw your drink on his shirt.
“ Next time ask, asshole.” You replied to him. He was too shocked to even notice the way you were shaking, but someone needs to put him in his place.
And now that you think about it, maybe that is what you did wrong, you caught his attention.
He kept his distance from you at the party but the next day he had this superior smile again in his face.
“ I hope you know what you did last night was a little bit messed up, love.” He said.
“ And I hope you learnt that you can’t go around taking sips from other people's drinks.”
“ Seems like we learned a lesson yesterday, Y/N.”
And since that moment he started going with you more. You were acquaintances since both of you shared the same group of friends, but the only conversations you had with him were superficial.
He started to wait with you for Kevin or Jacob, talking to you more and opening slowly. And suddenly you were texting each other lame things late at night and you couldn’t stop smiling.
He made you smile and that was dangerous.
Everytime you locked eyes with him, you’d feel this warm feeling spreading around your stomach, making you feel like no one did before. He had the power to make you feel like you were the only one in the room. But still, you thought you had everything under control. And you did.
Till one night he texted you he needed to see you.
You were worried, you didn’t expect from the cool Eric to actually need someone so you took some things and went to his dorm.
You remember perfectly the image you saw the moment you entered his room, an Eric crying on the sofa, not being able even to look at you straight in the eyes.
“ What’s wrong Eric? What happened?” You told him worriedly. Once he heard your voice he lifted his head up and went to hug you.
“ Don’t leave me Y/N. If you do, there's nothing left.” He says quietly on your neck. You didn’t know what was wrong at the moment but one thing you knew is that he needed you and you were never going to leave his side.
And that's how you stayed the whole night, hugging each other and running your hands through his hair till he fell asleep. You don’t know how long you kept staring at his profile, the curve of his nose, his lips, how soft they looked, his eyelashes, how short they were but still so thick. You traced the letters of his tattoos delicately while smiling softly. Even though they were small, he always bragged about them.
And days started to pass and you felt how Eric attracted you more and more, how you started to care about what he was doing, if you were going to see him on the weekend or if he would text you the next day. He entered your heart without knocking and there wasn’t a way back now.
He came to stay and you didn’t know when he’d leave you without telling first. But deep down you knew, you knew that this game was going to end one day. That you’d wake up one day he wouldn't be next to you.
Despite everything, you still hoped that he’d stay forever with you, and maybe in another life he would have but the universe can be sarcastic sometimes.
He had the power to light you up like Venus, to break you down into tiny pieces and putting it all together again. And he told you, one night he told you he was up to no good, that you deserved better but he couldn’t let you go. He was addicted to you and that he was sorry for being so selfish.
You want to laugh out loud now, because he was right.
He was being selfish. But still, you needed his touch, to hear him laugh, his hugs.. You needed him. And even though you had a million reasons why you should give him up, you didn’t.
The boys told you a million times to stop this game, that the one that would end up getting hurt was going to be you, he cared about you but he wasn’t going to make you his first priority. But it’s funny how blind you can be when you are in love with someone.
You thought he was bringing joy to your boring life but he wasn’t, he was sucking the life out of you. And the worst of it, it’s that he wasn’t doing it on purpose. He truly cared about you, but you weren’t the only one.
And one day you woke up crying, you looked at yourself in the mirror and saw a broken and addicted girl.
You had a fight for a stupid thing again and that ended up no talking for 10 days.
Yes, you were counting them.
But you had enough.
You weren’t going to keep playing this game anymore.
And that’s how you ended up laying in your bed now. One month later and still recovering. Everyone told you that you made the right decision but you still think that you should’ve reached him and talked to him and made him choose.
But you were afraid he wasn’t going to pick you.
So you ran away, since that’s the only thing you can do perfectly.
You stopped checking what he was doing everyday and tried to stop thinking of him. Key word, tried.
You still cared a lot about him.
The worst of it was that you knew he was in pain.
You saw him one day on campus with Sunwoo and he looked devastated, he didn’t have that superior smile anymore, there were bags under his eyes and Changmin told you he wasn’t even sleeping in his room anymore. He couldn’t when you weren’t there to hug him, he said.
You can’t understand why two people who were madly in love couldn’t be together, but sometimes not everything is about being in love.
You almost reached to him one day, but then you looked at yourself in the mirror.
You didn’t have this spark in your eyes anymore, the one he always lit.
But you also saw that you gained a little bit of weight, that you were starting to sleep better, that you were actually getting your shit together and that you weren’t dependent on anyone anymore. And that made you feel good for the first time in a while.
You grabbed your things and made your way to class thinking “who knows, maybe one day he’ll realise what he lost and comes back, ready to love me but in the right way”.
A/N: Hey guys!! Here’s my little AU of Eric. I’m going to do a series for this one, but I’d like to know if you prefer if it’s before this takes place or after? Like how was getting to know him, falling in love... lots of fluff scenarios but also a lot of angst. Or after the break up, it’ll be have fluff scenarios since you two get back but will not have that much of angst like the first option.
Let me know what you’d like to see in the comments!! ❤️❤️
#the boyz#the boyz eric#the boyz drabbles#the boyz scenarios#the boyz imagines#the boyz series#the boyz au#tbz eric#tbznetwork#tbz x reader#tbz reactions#tbz#eric sohn
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Celebrating Youth | Jung Jaehyun
Inspired by Don't You Go by All Time Low
Pairing: Jung Jaehyun & Female reader
AU: Fratboy!Jaehyun, Collegeboy!Jaehyun
Word count: 1,419
Warnings: Cursing, mentions of sex, spreading rumors
Genre: Fluff???
The last day of summer was coming to a close and what's a better way to celebrate it by going to one of the biggest end of the summer party held by one of the frat boys of NCT.
Jung Jaehyun, known to be the one who throws the best parties towards the end of the summer. Plenty of students from different departments attend his parties because 1) he knows the best DJs, 2) the food he prepares were always phenomenal and 3) he's good looking. All the boys who belonged to the frat were good looking, it's just that he stood out the most.
You also had a reputation for attending frat parties even outside of campus which makes people think you're a frat boys' bitch or slut. But in reality, you never slept with any of them. You were just always invited. You didn't have a clue why, but your friends think that when you're there, you're the life of the party.
Not even close.
All you do is stay in a place where it isn't too crowded, or just be with your close friends. Then, you get approached by frat boys who were trying to get in your pants, but you always turn them down. It's just these frat boys can't say no. And what do they do when they don't take no for an answer?
They start rumors.
Which is why you stayed away from frat parties for the rest of the school year. You were planning on skipping this one, but your friends insisted that summer is ending, it's going to be a clean slate and after this you can go back to skipping parties again for one more year.
"You guys go have fun. I think I'll just stay out here in the veranda." you smiled at them and watched them enjoy themselves before heading out with a drink on your hand. It was your decision to stay away from the crowd to prevent them from starting rumors or from simply talking about you.
"y/n?"
You turned around to look at the voice who just called your name. Fuck. It's Jung Jaehyun.
You didn't respond to him; you just showed a small smile. "What are you doing out here?" he was genuinely surprised to find you out here instead of where the party is. "The air is fresher here." you tried to convince him, of course that didn't work.
"I find it hard to believe that the air is fresh in this city." He chuckled. Jaehyun walked next to you and leaned his body on to the railing of the veranda. "I haven't seen you attend the other parties we've had." he said. You shrugged, not really giving him a good response.
"I didn't feel like going to the other ones."
"Oh? Yet here you are at mine? I'm flattered that you chose the one I organized." he chuckled, flashing his signature smirk. That wasn't going to work on you simply because you engraved in your brain not to fall for it. You were successful at this round.
"If I had to guess, you didn't want to be in there so you could avoid any rumors about you." he hit the bullseye, which wasn't so surprising considering he's quick witted. "Now that you know, maybe you could leave me alone before anyone finds you here talking to me and that will make people talk which will ruin my perfect plan." you said with a hint of sarcasm.
"We should leave then." he had you taken aback with his suggestion. "Didn't you hear-"
"I did. Which is why we should leave." he stared into your eyes hoping you'd take the hint. It was simple really, you both leave, they won't start rumors. But, if they notice you both were gone, then they're going to start rumors. How is that simple again?
"I... I don't know... people are going to notice."
"Not if we go out the back door." he flashed that signature smirk again. You were lost at what you wanted to do at this point. You didn't want to be here in the first place, so you could actually just get up and go. Thinking about these things were making your brain hurt. You chugged the drink in your cup and placed it down on the table nearby. "Fine, let's go."
[5:00 AM]
You both left the party at around 12:00 AM, taking his car and he drove away from the city. With no destination in mind, he just kept driving straight. Or so you thought since you actually fell asleep while he was driving.
You woke up still in the car, but your view was different from the last time you remembered before you fell asleep. It was the view of the beach. You were at the beach at 5:00 AM.
"Good morning." he greeted you with a soft smile this time. That definitely sent you butterflies in your stomach. "You brought us here?"
"I thought it'd be nice to start the day by seeing the sunrise." he shrugged nonchalantly.
"We could've seen the sunrise in the city." you retorted.
"Yeah, but the view is much better." he answered back, not realizing that he was staring at you for a long while.
When you shifted on your seat that's when he looked away. "Should we go out?" he asked, and you just nodded. It was a little chilly and he was one step ahead of you. Before you could rub your arms, he already placed his denim jacket over you. "Thanks..." you mumbled.
Both of you sat on the sand, shoes off so you could actually feel the sand go through your toes and anticipated the sunrise.
"You look like you slept well earlier." You felt a bit embarrassed. "Sorry. I've been a bit sleep deprived these days." you softly chuckled. "Why? Rumors keeping you up?" he turned his head to look at you while you shared your story.
"I guess?" your gaze towards the ocean changed from being relaxed to a bit more solemn. "All the rumors started because of this fucking idiot who couldn't take no for an answer when I turned him down at his own party." you shook your head as you remembered. "Whose party was it?" he asked. "Juyeon from TBZ."
"He was sweet at first. But when we got comfortable with each other, he tried to make a move on me, and I told him to slow down. I wasn't up for a relationship or even a hook up. I just wanted to have fun and enjoy the rest of my year as a college student. But because of my rejection, somehow a lot of people knew about it. It spread all over the campus and eventually, whenever there's a frat party that I got invited to, everyone starts staring at me like I'm some kind of painting at a museum." you sighed.
Jaehyun felt sorry. He was sorry that rumors like that were spread. He was sorry that when he knew about it, he actually thought what people were think you were to be. He should have known better than letting the rumors get to him.
"Whatever. I mean, people are still probably going to start something since they've seen me attend the party you threw. They're probably going to say something about you too." you let out a soft chuckle as you rested your chin on your arm that were wrapped around your knees.
"I couldn't really care less about what they say about me. They just want to get invites to our parties anyways. Gossips and all that sort don't concern me. I just want to have a good time with my friends and make good memories." he let out a soft smile as he gazed towards the horizon. "Maybe we can make good memories together too?" he turned his head to look at you, and you did the same a little flustered.
You cleared your throat being the first one to look away and nudged him to look out into the horizon. "Hey, the sun is coming up."
The sun was coming up and Jaehyun suddenly felt that his day with you is ending if you didn't accept the offer of creating good memories together. He wasn't really expecting a relationship with you at this time, he just wanted to hang out with you more and show you that not all guys are like Juyeon.
Give me one more night with you.
A/N: Just needed to post this now before I forget hehe. The full version will be out hopefully in just a few days. If not, I hope you can patiently wait for it ^^ leave a comment or send me an ask if you want to get tagged. xx, rin
Edit a/n: And this is complete!! I kind of got side tracked on how i wanted the story to be but i hope this still made sense HEHEHE xx, rin
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Pairing: TBZ’s Kevin x OC [Serena]
Genre: college!au, slice of life, slight fluff
Word Count: 3,372
Summary: Serena’s sleep is disturbed constantly due to her friends informing her that Kevin won’t stop talking about her and that she needs to come get him. First thing first, they’re not even together. Second of all, Kevin’s drunk so it isn’t her responsibility to take care of him.
Warning: swear words. college life of drinking and parties. i guess.
i mean the college scene varies person to person so it’s not that big of a mentioned, but thought i’ll put it in the warning just in case. lol other then that, the title so far for The Boyz have been hard and i wouldn’t find out what it would be until i’m doing writing. so yeah, the title to me fits and not in any way related to their song, but who knows. lol so yeah, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~
Serena stirred awake upon hearing and feeling the vibration of her mobile phone before it actually started to ring with sound. She groaned as her hand quickly moved to where she last saw her device above her head and took a hold of it to silence the call. Serena didn't bother to check the caller ID as she rose up in bed to look around her surrounding first and saw that it was night now. She had fallen asleep a few hours ago having stayed up all night last night to the morning hours before getting off work once classes were done.
Serena checked her phone once again and saw that it was a missed call from an unknown number, but dismissed it to check the time instead. It was almost eleven and she glanced across the room and saw that her roommate was also sound asleep. Serena figured that Melanie would have gone to the Theta Beta Zeta party since her boyfriend was a member and that she was also good friends with some of the members, but assumed she had classes or work early in the morning. Serena forgot what her roommate's schedule was like since she barely kept up with her own having set up many alarm clocks and reminders.
Her mobile device vibrated again, but a different number popped up that she actually recognized along with the displayed image. She debated if she wanted to answer it or not and decided not to and silenced the call leaving it to go to miss call instead. Serena figured that if it was important her friend could leave her a voicemail or a text message since he should know that she didn't like talking on the phone.
Besides, she assumed they were drunken calls since he should be having fun with his brothers of T-B-Z due to the party. She decided to go back to sleep and hoped that no one else would bother her until late afternoon. Unfortunately she didn't get the chance for her head to hit her pillow when Younghoon called her again and she tiredly answered his call a bit annoyed.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Serena. What are yo-wait. Were you sleeping?" He asked over the phone.
"I was. What do you want?"
"Why are you sleeping right now? You're usually up at this hour and don't go to sleep until like four in the morning."
"Does it really matter, Younghoon?"
She settled onto her back with an arm draped over her forehead.
"What do you want?
"Well," Younghoon stalled unsure how to go about the topic, "It's about Kevin."
"What about him?"
There was silence between them, but Serena could hear the loud music and people talking in the background. It must be some party.
"Could you come get him?" Younghoon asked a moment later.
"Why? Doesn't he live with you guys?"
"He does, but he won't stop asking for you."
"Are you sure he's not asking for Beyonce instead?"
"I'm sure he isn't."
"Uh huh and so?"
"Could you like come and get him to shut up or something?"
"No and why should I? Just let him sober it out."
"It's because you're a nice person, Serena."
"That's actually a partial lie, Younghoon. I'm not a nice person at all. I'm an evil person who hates everyone. Goodbye."
Serena ended the call and tossed her phone to the side and rolled onto her side to return to her slumber. Her cellular phone rang again a few minutes later and she reached out to mute it. It rang again a moment later and Serena reached out without looking at the caller ID and answered in an annoyed tone.
"What, Kim Younghoon?"
"It's actually Changmin." Changmin corrected her with a chuckle before speaking again. "Could you please come get Kevin? He's being really annoying and clingy."
Serena turned to her other side while leaving the phone placed her other ear as her hands were folded against her chest.
"Who allowed him to drink in the first place? Also, why should I be the one to come and get him? Just lock him in one of the rooms until he's sober."
"He drank himself and it's because he keeps calling out your name. He keeps talking about you."
"I don't know why he would. Anyways, just take away the alcohol and give him water and crackers. He should sober up in no time."
"But-"
Serena interrupted Changmin.
"I'm sorry, Changmin, but he's not my problem to take care of. He's your fellow frat bro so you or the others should take care of him."
"But Serena, please." Changmin pleaded over the phone.
"No."
"Please?"
"Nope. Sorry."
"Just come and get your fuckin' boyfriend, Serena." Another voice said as Serena grabbed the phone to sit up upon the words the other male had said.
"Whoa, Jaehyun. What the fuck? He's not boyfriend."
"Well, he might as well be since he won't stop talking about you for the past hour and that he tried calling you, but you wouldn't pick up his calls."
"I don't have his number saved."
"Well then saved it and talk to him. He's a whiny drunk."
"Sucks for you then."
"Serena, please. Just help us out."
"No. I'm sure this isn't the first time he's been drunk and acting this way. You've dealt with him before so now you can continue to deal with him. Bye!"
Serena hung up, put her phone on 'do not disturb' mode, placed it under her pillow, and hope that would just settle everything. Even though she was comfortable under her covers with eyes close, but she just couldn't fall back asleep. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep again, but she was definitely sure trying to tell her brain to do so anyways. Serena then heard something land on her bed and popped up her head to see what it was. It was one of Melanie's small pillow. She glanced over to see her roommate with her light on her bedside table on glaring at her with the phone up to her left ear.
"What?" Serena asked unsure of what was going on.
"Sunwoo said go get Kevin or he's gonna dump Kevin in front of our building in ten minutes." Melanie informed her roommate before hanging up on her boyfriend.
"You're not serious, right?"
"I have no clue. That's what Sunwoo told me."
"That gotta be joking about that."
"Who knows."
The pair dismissed it as Melanie turned off her night lamp while Serena stared up at her ceiling wondering if it was true. There was no way that they'll leave one of their drunk members in front of their sorority house, right?
Serena instantly jerked awake upon hearing the pounding on the bedroom door about twenty minutes later while Melanie still slept soundly not bothered at all. Serena rushed out of bed as she made her way to the door wondering who could be knocking at this time since most of the girls went to the Theta Beta Zeta party. When she opened the door she was greeted by the Delta Beta vice-president, Ahn Yein. Before she could greet her Yein held up a hand with a tired look.
"You need to tell your Romeo to chill, Rina." Yein told her before rubbing at her eyes to remove the sleep. "He's throwing pebbles at our side of the house and I'm not the only one who's annoyed by him to which why I came to you. Also I just got back from the party as I have an early class to attend to. Plus, we don't need Miss Park investigating Delta Beta and Theta Beta Zeta on why your boyfriend is disturbing our night."
Serena let out a groan before clarifying herself. "He's not my boyfriend, Yein. Why do people keep thinking I have one?"
"Because you guys have been hanging out more than as just friends lately and you're just oblivious to how Kevin actually feels about you."
"You're joking, right?"
"Would I be standing here complaining to you if I was joking?"
"No, you wouldn't."
"Of course. Now go get Kevin or I'm telling Sooyoung to make you in charge of the SNS accounts or Yoomin to help with the new pledges starting tomorrow." Yein threatened as Serena groaned before giving in.
"Okay, okay. Please go back to your restful sleeping, Vice-President."
"Good. If not, then I'll make sure you have breakfast duties for two months."
"Please don't."
"Good night, Serena."
"Good night, Yein."
Serena bid her friend a good night as she turned around to grab her red hoodie to throw over her t-shirt despite wearing track shorts as well. Her legs could bear the cool night and she knew she wouldn't be outside for that long anyways while slipping into some light pink flip flops. She later picked up her phone and keys while slipping them into the pocket of her hoodie before leaving her room to take care of Kevin. She just hoped that he would have sobered up by now. After dealing with him she would then give the other T-B-Z boys a piece of her mind later today about leaving their member around campus for others to deal with.
Serena found Kevin passed out against the wall on the side of the house that Yein had mentioned he was throwing rocks at her windows and others earlier. She let out a sigh while shaking her head as she moved to kneel besides the male and gave him a once over at his current state.
"I can't believe they actually left you here in your drunken state." She mumbled before glancing at his face and wondered what to do. "I can't leave you like this."
Not wanting to wake up a drunken Kevin or trying to carry him with her less than par strength, Serena decided to sit by him and let him sleep it off for a few minutes before trying to wake him up and checking his actual status. Serena stared up at the night sky and remembered that it would be a cool night. Letting out a breath she pulled off her hoodie and draped part of it over Kevin's sleeping form and herself. It wouldn't completely keep them warm, but it was better than nothing. Serena pulled her phone from her pocket, turned down the brightness, put it on night mode, and began playing on it until she fell asleep unexpectedly some time after.
Kevin stirred awake with a slight headache throbbing against his temples. He went to ease the pain with his right hand, but felt a weight on his arm preventing him from doing so. He sleepily glanced to see what it was and saw a head sleeping on his shoulder thanks to the campus' lights still being on. Kevin was confused on why he was in this situation and even more confused on why he was sleeping outside in the first place. He glanced down at the red hoodie that looked a little familiar before resting his head against the wall while closing his eyes to recall the events from earlier.
He let out a low groan as bits and pieces started coming together despite the small headache. He opened his eyes to the twilight morning sky knowing that the sun would start rising in a few more hours. Kevin glanced at the building behind him and across from him and recognized where he was located. Just to make sure that this was surely happening right now, Kevin tentatively leaned forward to see the face of the person sleeping on his shoulder. He unconsciously held his breath upon seeing Serena's sleeping face.
Kevin let out a slow breath as he couldn't believe that this was really happening and knew that he shouldn't have drank anything last night. He knew that the party was going to be a banger with how things were going and the good vibes he was feeling. Kevin just didn't think it would actually lead him to his current predicament, but then again, everybody was telling him he was obvious with his feelings and that Serena was completely oblivious to it all. Kevin let out a deep sigh as he rested his head against the wall again before glancing at the top of Serena's head. He wondered what she would think of him now.
Serena stirred awake a few seconds later and this made Kevin instantly freeze with only his eyes shifting left to right in a slightly panicked state. In her awakening state, Serena lifted herself in to an upright position while stretching her arms above her. Unknowingly, her left fist met with Kevin's face to which he was slow to realize what was happening and he let out a sound that alerted her of his presence. Serena whipped her head to her left and saw Kevin caressing his left cheek from where she had punched him a few seconds ago. Everything came back to her and she glared at him even though she was still making sure if he was alright.
"How's your face and your memory?" Serena asked him in a firm tone.
Kevin still rubbed at his cheek, but replied to her question. "They're both fine. Although I have a slight headache."
"Good and I'm sure you do. Anyways, do you think you can make it back to your house without falling over?"
Serena stood up while taking back her hoodie and slipping it back on along with placing her dead phone into the pocket. Kevin felt sad upon the lost warmth that she had provided while glancing up at her.
"I dunno. I've never been that drunk before and so sitting right here feels a lot more stable."
Serena glanced down at Kevin with a tilt of her head.
"Why did you drink so much?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did you get drunk?"
"Because I was drinking a lot."
Kevin grinned up at her as Serena rolled her eyes while lightly kicking at his leg.
"Why did you drink so much that you were calling out my name and asking for me?"
"Oh, that."
"Mmhmm."
Kevin looked down at his lap and began playing with his fingers instead of answering her question even though he wasn't even sure how to answer Serena because he, himself, was unaware of what he had said in his drunken state. Serena squatted down to be at eye-level with him with a small smile gracing her face.
"Do you really like me that much to ask for me when you're drunk instead of Beyonce, but act all shy now that you're sober again?"
Kevin slightly glanced at her with a soft smile before glancing back down at his fingers playing with them again while giving her a vague answer.
"Maybe."
Serena bit the insides of her cheeks while debating on what to say and actually coming to terms with how she may feel for Kevin as she thought about it.
"Y'know, Kevin, even though I was oblivious to your feelings for me despite what the others have said to me these past few months, but I didn't think you actually liked me like that since I thought it was more of a friendly gesture and assumed you were just being comfortable around me." She admitted.
Kevin's attention turned to her in surprised as Serena averted her eyes to stare at the concrete floor instead.
"If I told you that I had feelings for you and also liked you back, what would you do?"
"I would, uh, well, um-"
Kevin went speechless as his mind totally blanked out and he didn't know what he would do or how to even answer her. He would mumbled incoherent words one by one after the other as Serena glanced back up at him and watched how his face contorted in several expression trying to figure out the right words to say to her. Serena couldn't help but laugh at his expressions which broke Kevin away from his little panicked moment. He became shy and sheepish while glancing back down at his fingers with a slight pout forming upon his face a second later.
"Hey, don't pout. It's not a bad thing." Serena explained before letting out a small laugh afterwards. "It's kinda cute though."
"Yeah, tell me that when the girl I like just laughs in my face about my speechlessness." Kevin mutters as his pout deepens.
"I mean, that's a good thing isn't it? You just confessed to me."
"Yeah, but that's now how I wanted to confess to you."
"And I'm sure you didn't want me to find out how much you like me and wanted to talk to me when you're drunk, too, right?"
Kevin was about to respond, but ended up closing his mouth instead. Serena chuckled at his reaction while standing back up.
"Anyways, the sun's about to rise in an hour or something like that, I have no clue as my phone died, but let's go back to bed and talk later like in the afternoon."
"I don't want to. I'm comfortable right here."
Kevin refused while turning his head away from her like a child although a second later he turned his head back to face her.
"Why not join me?"
"I wanna go back to sleep. I actually like my comfy bed more than the concrete floor and brick wall. Also, I need to charge my phone before my evening class later today. Plus, I don't need Miss Park to catch us outside the Delta Beta sorority house wondering why you and I are literally sleeping against it, Kevin."
"You sure do have a lot of excuses for somebody who just confessed they like me a while ago in not wanting to hang out with me, Serena."
"Then I take it back, Kevin Moon. I don't like you."
Serena turned to walk away, but Kevin reached out to take a hold of her hand while also partially colliding against the concrete floor. This didn't stop him from talking though.
"No, don't take it back. Wait, please."
Serena glanced back and almost laughed out loud at his current position, but repressed herself from doing so.
"Are you okay?" Serena asked as she crouched down while swaying their held hands back and forth.
Kevin propped his other hand up so that he could rest his chin on to his left palm while shooting her a cute look.
"Now I am."
"Eww, so cringey. Didn't know you were like this, too."
Serena made a face as Kevin laughed before picking himself up and bringing Serena to stand upright alongside him as well.
"May I walk you to your house's door, Serena?" Kevin asked.
Serena gave him a once over before asking him something else instead. "Shouldn't I be walking you to your house's door due to your current balance status instead?"
Kevin scoffed.
"I'm fine, Serena."
"Are you sure, Kevin?"
"Yes, c'mon."
Kevin tugged her in the direction of Delta Beta's front door while glancing over his shoulder at her before facing forward again.
"I know you were joking about the whole taking back that you like me part."
"Oh yeah? Then why did you panicked just now and almost kissed the concrete floor instead?"
"Because I just wanted to that cute thing."
"Mmhmm, sure."
"Either way, Serena, we both know we like one another now and so let's date."
"Can we discuss all of that later today. I really wanna sleep. Or better yet, can we discuss that this upcoming Saturday. I'm totally free. You can have all of my free time and attention then."
Serena reasoned as the duo arrived at the front door of her sorority house. Kevin looked at her with a wide grin. Serena had an uneasy feeling upon seeing his smile.
"Okay, Serena. Saturday will just be me and you spending it together with no interruptions."
"All day together, together?"
"Mmhmm. You can't take it back as you have already given me your free time and attention."
"Fine, but just don't go around throwing pebbles at my window though to wake me up."
Kevin let out a laugh with a nod.
"Got it."
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end of year ff asks!
23. fics you wanted to write but didn’t
omg so many 😭😭 but i really wanted to write out my changmin royalty au in full but scrapped the wip into the dust (for now) skfnkdjf i also REALLY wanted to write my tbz frat and demigod aus, but i think i just got caught up with other ideas first :')) they def still have a place in my folders for some future time when i pick them up again
24. favorite fic you read this year
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27. favorite fanfic author of the year
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