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SUM. "what were they?" people would ask. but you and geonyeob were just friends.

(STUDY GROUP MLST) . park geonyeob x gn!reader · angst, one sided love, pining · kind of inspired by what are we by ha sungwoon except no happy ending :(

the first time geonyeob touched you like that, it was an accident. at least, that’s what you told yourself.

his hand had brushed against yours—just for a second—on the floor of his living room. you were sitting cross-legged across from each other, half a pizza between you, some variety show playing in the background that neither of you were really watching. you’d been talking about nothing, the way friends do when it’s late and the city outside has gone to sleep. then he reached for another slice and your fingers touched, and neither of you moved away.

you didn’t look at him. you didn’t have to. the air had shifted.

the silence was too full.

he said your name like a question. you didn’t answer.

and that’s how it started—not with a kiss or a confession, but with something small and irreversible.

after that night, things didn’t change all at once. you still met up to eat. still traded notes for assignments. still lay on his couch for hours without saying a word. but now, sometimes, his head would fall onto your shoulder. sometimes, you’d lie down beside him just a little too close. sometimes, your hand would find his without meaning to.

it wasn’t dating. it wasn’t casual, either. there were no labels, no conversations, just this unspoken thing burning quietly between you, like a secret you were both too scared to say out loud.

you told yourself not to read into it. but it was hard not to when he looked at you like that.

like you were the only thing keeping him grounded.

like you were something he shouldn’t want but couldn’t let go of.

and then came the night you kissed.

neither of you talked about it. you didn’t have to.

it was slow and deliberate, like you'd both been holding your breath for months and finally exhaled. he kissed you like he meant it, like he’d been waiting, like he’d already imagined it a thousand times and was terrified this would be the last. his hands were careful on your skin, almost reverent. yours clung to his shirt like you were afraid of waking up.

when you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours and said nothing.

neither did you.

maybe if you had, things would’ve been different.

maybe.

but you weren’t just friends anymore—not after that. even if no one knew. even if neither of you had the guts to say it aloud.

you told yourself it didn’t matter. that as long as geonyeob was still there, still texting, still laughing with you like always, it didn’t matter what you called it.

you lied to yourself so often, it started to sound like truth.

but the silence grew heavier with time. the in-between stretched further. you started noticing the way he’d pull away when someone else was around. how his hand would find yours under the lunch table but disappear the second a friend sat down. the nights you hung out late became less frequent, and when you did, the space between you walking down the sidewalk felt wider than it used to.

still, he’d look at you like he meant something. still, he’d hold you like he didn’t want to let go.

but when he spoke, it was always about everything else. never this. never you.

and you started to wonder—if something matters but no one says it out loud, does it still count?

then one night, he didn’t answer.

you’d sent a message—something stupid and meaningless, just a meme, a joke—and there was no reply. hours passed. then a full day.

when he finally responded, it was short. distant.

you asked if he wanted to hang out that weekend. he said he was busy.

that was the moment something in you cracked.

you didn’t say anything. you didn’t confront him. but your chest felt tight in a way it hadn’t before. something was slipping, and you were too scared to grab for it.

the next time you saw geonyeob was at a noraebang with other friends. even though karaoke wasn’t really his thing. but he smiled when he saw you. like nothing was wrong. like he hadn’t been ignoring you for days.

he hugged you like normal. talked to you like normal. introduced you to a girl you’d never seen before, casually, offhandedly, like it didn’t mean anything.

but her hand lingered on his back a little too long.

and you felt your throat close.

when he turned back to you, you smiled. or tried to.

later that night, you found him alone outside of the room, buying more drinks, ordering more food.

you didn’t ask about the girl. you asked him, “what are we?”

his answer came slow, careful.

“i don’t know,” he said.

you stared at him, heart in your mouth.

he looked at you then, really looked. “it’s not that i don’t care.”

“then what is it?” you asked.

he ran a hand through his hair. “i just don’t know if i can give you what you want.”

you felt the words like a slap. “what do you think i want?”

his jaw clenched. “something real.”

you waited, but that was all he gave you.

so you nodded. took a shaky breath. and walked back inside.

he didn’t follow.

after that, the silence came hard and fast. he stopped replying. you stopped reaching out. friends asked what happened. you said nothing.

because what were you supposed to say?

“we weren’t dating. but it still feels like a breakup.”

it didn’t make sense. but it still hurt.

not the sharp, clean kind of pain. just a dull, constant ache that followed you around, sat beside you in classrooms, curled up in bed with you at night.

you didn’t cry.

you just... tensed.

tense when his name popped up on your screen. tense when a song reminded you of the way his fingers had felt when he touched you. tense when someone mentioned him in passing, like he wasn’t still echoing through every corner of you.

because you were trying to be fine.

you told yourself you would be. that you didn’t need him. that you weren’t broken.

and it was true. you weren’t broken.

just tired.

tired of waiting for something that never arrived. tired of being enough to hold but never enough to choose.

weeks passed. then months.

one night, geonyeob’s name lit up your phone again.

geonyeob: hey. heard you got accepted into your dream school. congrats.

you stared at it. fingers hovering over the keyboard.

your heart didn’t leap.

it just curled in on itself.

because even now, after everything, he could still talk to you like it was normal. like the hole in your chest was something you imagined. like he hadn’t kissed you like he meant it, only to walk away without ever looking back.

you didn’t reply.

not because you hated him.

but because you were done letting him pretend this never meant anything.

and you knew—finally, honestly—you would be fine without him.

but god, it still didn’t make sense.

because you weren’t just friends.

go hyuntak x fem! reader (one shot) | weak hero class 2 ★

pairing: go hyuntak x fem! reader

wc: 2.0k

warnings: usage of y/n, intended lowercase, established relationship, maybe slightly ooc hyuntak

genre: fluff, jealousy

summary: your boyfriend hyuntak gets a new haircut that earns him way more attention than you’re comfortable with, while he just finds your jealousy ridiculously endearing.

author’s note: this story is inspired by this tweet specifically lmao + minjae (gotak’s actor) looking glorious in his newly posted instastory also helped my creativity flow bhaha, though i’m once again unsure whether i’m satisfied with how i wrote it uhh. nonetheless likes, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated ദ്ദി◝ ⩊ ◜.ᐟ

stuck between bad and….evil

pairing: han su-gang x fem!reader x lee moon-gi. synopsis: after a crazy night out end up realizing who the two guys you spend the night with actually were, leading to a way with no escaping.

contents: language, sexual tension, small degradation, cheating implied (from moon-gi’s side), slight aggression, threesome implied. all characters in this story are 18+

writer’s note: this my first time writing something like this so it might be a bit bad and corny lol, also i’m soon starting to write squid game character fics so if you have any requests please send them!

it was complicated to say the least, you didn’t know how or when you ended up stuck in the middle of a horrific situation between the two most feared boys at your school.

han su-gang and lee moon-gi, two of the names that when you hear, you better expect the worse associated with them.

and now, you had slept with the two of them without even knowing if they remembered you.

but the realization hit you hard during class, after that crazy night you had in hongdae, with two unknown faces that came clear once they entered the classroom.

“no, no, no..” you said under your breath, trying to sink down on your seat as they both walk to the back of the classroom, what was worse?, moon-gi’s ‘girlfriend’ following behind him as he gave you a playfully smirk, or seeing a tall figure walk next to you from the corner of your eye as you tried to write down notes that made no sense.

what the actual fuck?.

you only took a deep breath, allowing yourself to try and get some air into your lungs that was cut off once again when you felt somebody sitting right behind you.

“so it was really you hm?,” said a low and gruff voice in a whisper close to your ear, his hand going up between your hair pulling your head back with slight force, “i knew i had seen that pretty face before”

you swallowed, damn, your throat felt as dry as a desert. you tried to move your head away from his grip. “i—su-gang i didn’t—i was drunk and so were you and moon-gi—” you replied between stutters and shaky hands around the fidgeting pencil playing in your fingers.

“oh?, now you’re giving excuses for your whory behavior? hm?,” his hand pulled back from your hair, making you whine as the stinging sensation that it caused to your scalp, “but i can’t lie and say i didn’t quite find it enjoyable, i might be liar but never when it come to my pleasure, so why don’t you just face it?.”

his words made your body go numb, no, his psychotic low laugh made you feel that way when he pushed your head forward, slipping his fingers off your hair, leaning back on the seat staring at your back with smirk.

he had you perfectly wrapped around his finger.

after class, you were getting your usual lunch. trying to act normal around your friends even if your head was hurting from overthinking of all the possibilities of one of them having something that can prove you spend the night with them and ruin your perfect student image.

you were the class president, your parents big donators to the school and of course, you were a role model, or just called one by the teachers and principal.

everyone knew you weren’t no role model in a school that was basically under the influence of han su-gang and his gang.

your leg bounced nervously, mouth slightly filled with un-chewed food that accumulated in your current round cheeks. you couldn’t take your eyes away from the table far from you where su-gang an moon-gi were, acting so casual and being their usual jerks, one poor guy forcefully sitting next to them. he had to option, he was their monthly toy.

and that’s when moon-gi turned his head in your direction, making straight eye contact with you while his arm was lazing around his girlfriend’s shoulders, yet the way he stared at you was incredibly shameless.

you blinked away, swallowing your food.

“sorry, i have to use the restroom” you said standing up, pulling your chair back and quickly making your way towards the bathrooms.

moon-gi followed your quick strides as you rushed towards the hallway, his head turning to su-gang who just had also been observing you, but not just you, moon-gi too.

they gave each other a brief look, su-gang nodding his head to him once, saying everything he needed to know to stand up and follow you right away, no explanations were spoken on his departure from the table.

you entered the girls restrooms, quickly pulling your sleeves up and opening the faucet handle, cupping your hands together and letting the water fill them before you slightly bend down over the sink, letting the cold water wash over your face.

you heard the door open, but you thought it was just another girl. you were completely wrong.

“running away from a staring contest?, so lame,” he chuckled, closing the handle as he stood behind you.

you froze in place, slowly coming up straight and opening your eyes, meeting his face through the reflection of the mirror.

it felt like in those horror movies in which the protagonist is being chased by the killer and is about to get her throat sliced up in an empty bathroom, just that in this own scenario, you only felt pure adrenaline.

“come on, you look at me like i’m about to drown you or slam your head against the sink” he puffed, getting closer to you until his own chest is fully pressed against your back, and his hand is resting at the edge of the counter, almost touching yours.

you breathe in hard, maintaining the air trapped in your lungs and your hands moving away from his own. “coming from you, i wouldn’t remove it away from my options” you said quietly, narrowing your eyes at him through the reflection.

one of his hands went up, his fingers held a vape in between them, taking a drag and blowing the flavored smoke blow in your hair and face, eyes filled with no good intentions, and what was worse he was teasing you by staying quiet.

“tch, tch, already having fun without me?,” said a second male voice entering the place, a click behind him when his fingers twisted the lock of the door.

moon-gi turned his head from su-gang to you, adoring your now paranoid face, he definitely could hear your heavy heartbeat, and the way your breath came out ragged.

“what is it that you two want from me now?, if we act like it didn’t happen—” your voice cut off with a heavy sigh when you felt moon-gi’s hand go up to you waist, his grip mercilessly gripping through the layers of your uniform.

one thing was for sure though, you didn’t feel the need to pull away, maybe that was the main reason you ended up stuck in between the two of them.

“like it didn’t happen?, baby, you got mine and his marks all over that hot body of yours,” said su-gang cockily, like it was the most precious compliment he could tell a woman. “and i definitely cannot act like these are not here either”

your eyes widen at the sight of the purple and red marks all over his lower neck and close to his collarbones when he pulled down from the collar of his shirt.

“a naughty girl trying to act like a good girl?,” moon-gi added with with mischief filling his words, letting go of you allowing you to breathe in peace for a second.

your eyes still were on su-gang’s neck even if he had fixed his collar already, you just couldn’t shake away the new memory from the previous night.

“i still can’t believe you want to act so innocent even after last night, like you can just have sex with me and then expect nothing the next day,” su-gang started to approach you, carefully taking in your now more relaxed expression.

“it was a mistake, i was drunk and i wasn’t thinking about what i was doing, and either way, it was a random party, how was i supposed to know tha—”

“blah, blah, blah, just shut up, it’s useless, your words are useless, and you sound so irritating, just accept it.” said moon-gi behind you, once again pulling you back towards him.

you couldn’t lie, it was useless, they weren’t going to listen to your now excuses.

it was also useless when all you can remember combined equaled to the best sexual experience you probably had. and it’s not like you had many, but out of all of them, this one was definitely the best.

in no time you just could only accept your own downfall, your pride crumbling at your feet when you turned around and kissed moon-gi, no second thoughts.

maybe it was a risky move, adding more fuel to the fire when it was already burning hot.

su-gang just stood behind the two, tongue running over the inside of his lower lip. his eyes darkening at the sight, “was that so hard?”

you only broke the kiss and tuned back to him, staring at him deeply, quietly, only allowing your breath to be heard.

without wasting a second, his lips were deliciously devouring yours without hesitation. moon-gi behind you wasn’t going to be left out either, he was the one nibbling at your neck while running his hands up your hips.

it was like some sort of twisted wet dream, one you didn’t wish for initially but now couldn’t deny.

you came back to the table with your friends, hair slightly messy even if you tried to fix it before getting out; but how could it look decent when the curls you had in the morning were suddenly gone magically.

the two boys also looked slightly out of place, moon-gi’s tie completely loose and su-gang?, he was the most suspicious looking one.

“damn, did you two make out in the bathroom of something?” said one of the guys in the group, who instantly received a smack at the back of his neck from su-gang and a glare from moon-gi.

he knows it's petty. yet, that does nothing to abate the furrow of his brows and the pout on his lips.

your mii is refusing to date his mii. the stubby big-headed character he poured way too much effort into making it look like you using the face paint and tinkering with the facial placement— though it is but a pittance compared to the real deal. not to mention the fact that he had to make you based off memory since he had been too shy to confess that he made both of you as miis on his island and wanted a reference.

the only two residents on his island, in fact.

and he's still getting rejected.

if he was lucky you'd let him talk to you whilst sitting together on the fountain. only for his mii to vaguely ask to hang out and make things awkward.

he had even made place holder miis, before unceremoniously removing them, until he got the island expansions! the restaurant. photo booth. pawn shop. hell, even the ferris wheel! yet, no juice could be made from the fruit of his labor.

your mii had been adamant in constantly rejecting his advances, even having the gall to fall in love with one of the placeholder miis.

and after every rejection, his own mii kept falling back in love after a trip to europe to subside his despair. after the first few times the love bubble inevitably popped up, jason had told his mii-self that it was too soon to ask your mii out only for that equally big-headed bunch of pixels refuse his advice and ask you out anyway. rinse and repeat.

perhaps it was a cruel joke on him for even trying. was it because your mii wasn't accurate enough? jason swears to himself that he'll keep a small photo of you in his wallet from this day forth.

Yes, *this* man is a man in love.

And he is in love with this crazy passionate Red Rascal who smears ox blood on herself to prepare for battle and ward off evil spirits.

So when red shows up around him, if it was anyone else, I would think it's because he is extremely upset and experiencing rage, but because he can't stop thinking of that crazy Red Rascal who turned him down, I know it's because he is in love.

The red just seems to follow him almost like he can't escape it.

But then again, he doesn't really want to.

Because even though Cha Se Gye can't remember his previous life, he was blinded my Shin Seo-Ri's dazzling light even in the past.

So for a man who only knows darkness and comes across as a storm cloud most of the time, it must be refreshing to meet a woman who would rather live on the rooftop in the open air.

Cha Se Gye exists in dark spaces handing out punishments to those who have wronged him.

He hides behind a mask to scare others away.

Which is exactly what he had to do in his previous life.

But now he has met a woman who pushes him to step into the light, so she can clearly see his true nature.

Which is why I had a tiny theory that these two are softening each other's hard exteriors and returning to their true colors.

I think Shin Seo-Ri is actually a kind and caring Pink Person.

Yes, *this* woman is a kind and caring woman.

Which is probably why she got the dog she loved from her previous life back in her present life in the form of her menace of a neighbor.

Yes *this* man was a dog. Literally.

And Shin Seo-Ri took care of him before an evil man came along and ruined everyone's day and lunch by being evil because Shin Seo-Ri, in spite of everything that has happened to her, wants to help others like the old man who needed help looking for his grandson.

And this is why I think Shin Seo-Ri's color is lightening up since she is constantly helping Cha Se Gye without realizing it. It's also why I think her cell phone went from red (below) to pink (above).

And maybe that's why Shin Seo-Ri's coffee truck was pink because, although it wasn't her who paid for it, she was still providing something to the hardworking cast and crew.

The pink even occurred when Shin Seo-Ri mixed the wines together in an effort to unite the East x West.

So it should have been odd that she kept ending up in blue in episode six.

Until I remembered that Cha Se Gye was once a loyal and intelligent Blue Boy.

So even if in the current life he hasn't completely shed his black, he has traded in his black car for a blue 2026 Maserati MCPURA.

And just like Cha Se Gye who couldn't seem to escape the red, Shin Seo-Ri can't seem to shake the blue.

Or the past.

In their current life, Cha Se Gye gave Shin Seo-Ri two dozen red roses, but in the past, he simply gave her one red peony because it stood out, just like she does.

And just like the past, Cha Se Gye can't help but stop and admire the beauty.

Because he is a man in love.

With the woman who brings light to his life.

Summary:

By now, Son Jae Han is, unfortunately, already deeply familiar with the many facets of Cha Se Gye. The cutthroat businessman who can make others weep and curse his name to the heavens. The strict CEO who expects nothing but loyalty and results from his subordinates. The favorite grandson who treats family affairs like a death sentence handed by the gods themselves. And yet, there is a new side to Cha Se Gye that Son Jae Han is oh-so-slowly getting acquainted with. That of a loser man in deep shit when it comes to matters of the heart.

Notes: IF YOU'RE NOT WATCHING MY ROYAL NEMESIS I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU DO!!! It's so good ahhhh

anyway, here I am starting Kdrama tags on Ao3 that I have no business starting because Cha Se Gye being a tsundere loser in love tickled my fic writing urges lmao (also I'm just happy to add something new to my Kdrama series!)

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