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βοΈβπ₯ svt trying (and failing) to gatekeep you.
ANON REQUESTED βSEVEN-I wanted to gatekeep you from everyone else but I failed-TEEN and their bff/gf??β
β INCLUDES: romance, fluff, humor. established relationships, use of pet names, mention of alcohol (soonyoung). headcanons under the cut. γ» NOTE: the laugh i let out when i saw this request. my favorite genre of svt fr. βΉπΉ
βοΈβπ₯ how (and why) seventeen failed at gatekeeping you.
seungcheol posts a photo of you on weverse. it's simple enough: a picture of you across the table from him, smiling over a dinner date. the only caption is a single red heart emoji. the photo choice is intentional. he chose one where your face is clear and your identity is unmistakable, because he'll be damned if any other guy tries to hit you up when you're spoken for.
jeonghan falls into the rabbit hole of couple items. it starts with the phone cases, but it doesn't end there. clothes of the same style. shoes from the same brand. he swears he's not playing relationship olympics; it's just so clear to him that the two of you are the it couple. anybody who says otherwise can talk to your matching luxury bags, thank you very much.
joshua misses the fact that he hadn't switched instagram accounts. he has two: his work-sanctioned one, and the one where he keeps up with everybody that matters. the boys call it his 'shrine' for you, because that's where he actually keeps log of your little dates. until he accidentally posts it to his main. where's that damn delete button, and why is it so elusive?
junhui is on a roll during an interview. he's in a chatty mood, and he's feeling a little loose-lipped. when the interviewer cleverly asks about his love lifeβ phrasing it like they already know he has oneβ jun is trapped. hook, line, sinker. he happily yaps about you, only to realize much later that may have not been the move. too late. the interview's already live.
soonyoung should have known that alcohol and a media engagement would not be a good combination. he had begged the producers to cut the footage out, but, alas; it was the most clickbait-y part of the video. how could they? now, everybody knows soonyoung can rant about how much he loves you for upwards of twenty minutes.
wonwoo isn't aware he was supposed to be gatekeeping you. one fine day, he drops a carousel of photos on his photography account. you're partially visible in some of themβ the side of your face, the curve of your side, the flash of your grin. the two of you had been on vacation. the account is his archive, anyway; everyone else's opinion be damned. he wants to remember you like this.
it's not a name drop, but it's a close thing. jihoon's never been the type to declare things on sns, so he does it in the way that he knows. a throwaway lyric. an entire song. fine, maybe a mini-album. he could have an entire discography solely about you, if he's being honest. people can guess all they want. if you're immortalize in his song, then jihoon's job is done.
from the very beginning, seokmin has wanted to scream you off the rooftops. he holds back because he knows the consequences of going public. he can't resist it, though, and he eventually sneaks a photo or two into a photo carousel. he gets giddy at perfecting the soft launch, at nailing the art of perfectly-cropped photos and choice songs. it scratches that itch of hisβ the urge to have everybody know about you, while also keeping you to himself.
you and mingyu show up at fashion week, immaculately dressed from head to toe. talk about a hard launch! he giggles as he answers questions from interviewers. it's clear to everybody that he's absolutely smitten. there are literal models in front of him, and he's looking at you like you beat them out any day. he never really liked these types of events, but if he gets to have you at his side, looking like the goddess that you areβ well. he might have to start responding to a couple more invites.
minghao shocks the entertainment industry with a well-worded essay on weibo about the importance of valuing an idol's private relationships. in true minghao fashion, he makes it abundantly clear how important boundaries are to him. buried underneath that is the confirmation that he is dating, yes, and that it's a part of his life he'll stake his career to defend. this is just his job, but loving you is part of his life.
seungkwan's cover of a western love song has fans swooning, but a dedication buried in the description of the youtube video has everybody flabbergasted. 'dedicated to my girl,' it simply says. no explanation. no name drop. seungkwan has a girl, and that's that. he accepts your wrath; he knows you'll secretly enjoy reading the absurd speculation with him. chaos is fun in moderation, and this is one of the ways seungkwan likes to poke the bear.
it's a series of unfortunate events for vernon. he posts a mirror selfie of himselfβ a rare one!β without knowing anyone can zoom in and see you on his bed, (thankfully) fully clothed but definitely looking very comfortable. like you belong there. he takes a long nap after, missing dozens of calls and waking up to hundreds of texts. oh, well. you were going to have to go public one day, anyway.
your privacy might have lasted if chan wasn't so damn obvious whenever the two of you were out and about. even on your most discreet dates, chan looks a little too happy to just be hanging out with a friend. the paparazzi catches wind. the final nail on the coffin is a close-up stolen photo of chan's lockscreen: a selfie of him planting a big, fat kiss on your cheek.
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PAIRING. fem!reader x jake sim
CONTENT. bestfriends to ??? , crack , fluff , some brainrot , jake is quite flirty
NOTE. requested by anon !! thank u for requesting i had sm fun with this :3
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summary: you never wouldβve expected sunghoonβ resident ice princeβ to be the clingy type of drunk
genre: fluff
warnings: mentions of drinking, sunghoon is drunk (duh), sunghoon and reader arenβt dating but they definitely have a crush/lil somethin goin on, you and sunghoon are roommates, you take sunghoons clothes off but itβs in a non sexual manner, he asks you to help him change, ooc sunghoon
a/n: i would consider myself an engene but i think theyβre one of the groups iβm more of a casual fan about if that makes any sense? like i like their music and i consume their content and i have a bias and everything but theyβre not one of my MAIN-main groups yknow? but i still love them and wanted to write something for them and i got this idea about how cute it would be if sunghoon was like clingy n stuff so here we are. tbh i donβt love this fic but i just wanted it done and i thought that even if i donβt like it maybe someone out there will. i have a jay fic idea in the works too so if you like enhypen thatβll be out eventually too ;)
if somebody bet you twenty bucks that sunghoon was the clingy type drunk, you wouldβve paid them right then and there.
but here you were.
for the past few years you guys had been friends, you donβt think you could remember a time you ever saw him drunk. a little tipsy, sure, but never drunk. and then after you became roommatesβ which meant spending even more time around each other than beforeβ you still hadnβt seen him get to that state. you had always just assumed he either had a scary high tolerance to alcohol or just didnβt like alcohol all that much.
sunghoon had gone out with the rest of the enhypen boys for a couple of drinks that night, which wasnβt anything unusual or new. what was unusual and new was the extent to which sunghoon drank himself. when he walked out the door three hours ago you werenβt expecting to get a phone call from jay telling you to come pick up your very drunk, very clingy best friend. having to carry a practically incapacitated grown man down the streets of seoul for fifteen minutes and then up a flight of stairs wasnβt a scenario you thought about very often but it was as hard as you wouldβve originally imagined.
βy/nnie!β sunghoon whined out into your ear, his weight heavy against your back. a feeling that you would normally find comfort in was now a bit of an inconvenience. you huff out a bit of air and incoherently grumble a bit in what most would consider barely a response, but sunghoon didnβt seem to pay much mind as he pressed himself impossibly further into you. it felt like his whole goal was to make this as difficult as possible, as if gravity was dragging his body down to the ground and wanted to take you with him. you trip over your feet but manage to stay somewhat upright, which only makes sunghoon giggle.
you finally managed to stumble your way down the hall to your apartment door, stopping to catch your breath for a moment. as you stood still and panted with your eyes mindlessly locked onto the small apartment numbers on the door, sunghoon took the opportunity to nudge his nose into your cheek, his dark hair tickling the soft skin of your face. the sensation suddenly snapped you out of whatever trance you were in, making your body jolt slightly before you started the process of trying to open the door. youβre not sure why you were so eager to get sunghoon physically away from you while at the same time wanting him to stay attached to you forever. maybe your fast beating heart was from the physical exertion sunghoon put you through; maybe it was from the emotional. you didnβt have time to dwell on it now.
you grunted as you tried to shift sunghoonβs weight on your back so you could reach the keys sitting in your back pocket. he mustβve thought you were trying to get him off when you started to move because he let out a whine before gripping onto the front of your shirt in his large hands and tightening his arms around your neck to keep himself on you, which only threw your balance off and made you stumble back. you caught yourself before letting out an exasperated groan. βyouβre making this really difficult, yknow.β sunghoon simply giggled in response and poked your cheek with his pointer finger, moving his head to press his face flat into the side of yours.
βyouβre making this really difficult,β he slurs out his words. you rolled your eyes, but you couldnβt help the small smile and soft laugh that escaped your lips.
βthat makes no sense,β you say more to yourself than to him as you finally manage to slide your hand into your back pocket to fish out the apartment keys before unlocking the door and stumbling into the entry way, the sound of your bodies knocking into the wall disturbing the serenity of yours and sunghoonβs (and probably your neighbors) apartment. you somehow managed to slip your shoes off without falling to the wood floor before hauling sunghoon off to his room.
you turn your back to the mattress and completely let go of his weight, letting him flop onto the bed unceremoniously. he let out a grunt as his back hit the sheets, his arm pathetically coming up to try and reach for you once more. you huffed and turned to watch over him for a moment with your hands on your hips while you caught your breath. you watched him paw at the air in search for you before you grasped onto his hand to gently sit him up. he went silent as he tiredly blinked up at you, his pretty, brown eyes practically staring you down.
his intense gaze started to make you nervous, reminding you of a cat watching its owner. his eyes never wavered as he watched you walk over to his closet and rummage around it for a moment before pulling out a plain white t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants before dropping it onto the bed next to him. βget changed, iβll leave the room.β as you start to walk away, sunghoon gently grasped your wrist in his hand, stopping you in your tracks. your eyes widen and lips part in surprise as you look between his half-lidded eyes, then to where his hand is making contact with your skin, then back again.
βhelp me,β he mumbles out. you open your mouth to deny his request, but upon seeing how he slightly sways side to side from intoxication and exhaustion you decide it would just be easier (and probably safer) to help him. βplease.β
you study his face for any sign of hesitation before you slowly nod. βokay.β you step closer, standing between his legs as he stares up at you. your heart rate spikes at the sight of his flushed face and cute moles and messy hair and gorgeous eyes with their attention completely on you. you blink a few times to snap yourself out of the trance heβs put you in before your shaky hands hesitantly reach for the hem of the shirt he has on.
βlift your arms up.β you direct him once youβve taken the fabric in your grasp to which he complies immediately, limply throwing his arms up into the air. you tug the shirt upβ it gets stuck to which he thrashes around a bit to get it undoneβ and over his head before tossing it into the laundry basket sat in the corner of his room. you try not to stare too hard at the expanse of bare skin suddenly available to you, averting your eyes and swallowing harshly to calm yourself down. you choose not to say anything else before reaching for the black jeans he has on, hooking your fingers through the belt loops to tug him to a standing position. he stumbles slightly before balancing out and giggling, standing like a mannequin waiting to be dressed. which in a way, he kind of was.
you unhook his belt and tug his pants off gently before quickly grabbing the pair of sweats and crouching down to help him step into each leg of the pants. youβre glad you were too focused on getting him into them without him falling to focus on the fact that he had been practically naked in front of you for a few moments. you stand back up and tell him to lift up his arms once more, slipping the shirt onβ without getting it stuck this timeβ and watching the moles that dotted his body disappear underneath the cloak of white fabric. throughout this whole process, his eyes hadnβt left your figure even once.
finally having him dressed in clean clothes, you usher him to get into bed, pulling back the covers and gently nudging him onto the mattress. he follows your direction with little resistance, little hums escaping his mouth here and there as he watched you pull up the soft covers and tuck him in gently. βcomfortable?β he does a close eyed nod and smiles softly in response. you smile and nod in return. βgood,β you whisper.
βiβm gonna go get you some water,β you brush his hair off of his forehead and make barely any moves to leave the room, but are stopped by him sitting upright so fast it was as if he was coming back from the dead and his hands shooting out to grab your arm.
βno!β sunghoon lets out a whine of protest, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes starting to gloss over with tears, his bottom lip jutted out in a pout as it starts to tremble. youβre completely caught off guard by his reaction, even more so when he starts to tug you back towards him until your knees are knocking against the bed. βdonβt go, donβt leave me,β
you think you can hear your heart breaking at the sight, the feeling of it clenching uncomfortably in your chest overwhelming. you smile softly at him and reach out your free hand to pet his head in an attempt to soothe him, his lashes fluttering and head leaning into your palm at the sensation. βiβm just gonna go get you some water. you wonβt even notice that iβm gone.β
βi always notice when youβre gone.β sunghoonβs voice rings out so clear and suddenly he looks the most sober heβs been the entire night. his vulnerability; it catches you off guard, but you canβt help but like the way it feels coming from him. itβs silent for a few moments more as you let the words heβs said sink into your brain. βjust stay with me,β he whispers, as if afraid that if he speaks too loud, the fragile, glass-like state of whatever it is you two are in will shatter under his words.
you blink at him a few times before nodding softly. βokay,β you whisper back. sunghoon pulls back the covers before he guides you onto the open space heβs left you, laying down and tugging the blanket over your shoulders. after he deems you properly tucked in, he rests his cheek on his hands and stares. you both study each other in the moonlit room, your features somehow more ethereal in the soft glow. βyou should go to sleep. you donβt want a hangover in the morning,β you whisper.
βi will in a minute,β he whispers back. you can see the cogs turning in his head, as if he was debating both for and against himself in his mind. you realize what that look was for though when the bed dips slightly under his weight as he shuffles closer to you, his arm coming up to rest heavy on your waist. βjust let me do this,β he slides his other arm under your head before pulling you until you were pressed against his body. he lets out a sigh into the quiet night as his body finally seems to fully relax, the feeling of you against him helping his hyped up state from the clubbing and alcohol dissipate. he tucks your head underneath his chin, his hand mindlessly rubbing back and forth on your back, lulling you into a sleepy state as well.
you press yourself closer to him and bring your arms to wrap around his torso to hold him in return as you let your eyes flutter shut. βgoodnight, sunghoon.β
βgoodnight, y/n.β he replies, his breathing evening out as he drifts off to sleep. you smile to yourself before you drift off shortly after, meeting him once more in your dreams.
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κ° GENRE κ± social media au + written | college au | roommates au | friends(frenemies?) to lovers | βeveryone can see it but themβ | slow burn (like so slow) | fluff | angst | insp. by new girl
κ° SYNOPSIS κ± after unwittingly moving in with three boys who go to the same university as you, you learn to become accustomed to the unpredictable dynamics of living with them, alongside the typical troubles that come with being a college student. out of everything, though, your biggeset conundrum seemed to be figuring out where you stand with park wonbin.
κ° WARNINGS κ± profanity, kys/kms jokes, suggestive jokes, alcohol consumption, intentional typos, wonbin and yn bicker like crazy
κ° OST κ± infrunami - steve lacy | bags - clairo | like or like like - miniature tigers | looking out for you - joy again | she wonβt go away - faye webster | cherry flavoured - the neighbourhood
κ° STATUS κ± ongoing!
κ° TAGLIST κ± open! leave an ask or comment to be added :)
κ° CAST & CREW κ± profiles i | profiles ii
κ° EXTRAS κ± behind the scenes | q&a
κ° EPISODE GUIDE κ±
01. pilot
02. a win is a win
03. awesome cool bros of apt 7a β
04. move-in day
05. yn holmes & anton watson
06. reverse psychology
07. the sticky note wars
08. hear no evil, see no evil
09. nunya business
10. papaβs tteokbokkiria β
11. team bonding exercises
12. academic failure thirst trap
13. bento box
β¦ and more coming soon!
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ππππππππ park sunghoon x fem!reader
ππππππππ having lee heeseung as your brother definitely has it's ups and downs. despite being a month older than him, he was always there to defend you and help you out in tough situations. the downside? his cute best friend named park sunghoon was totally off limits.
πππππ brothers bestfriend x fem!reader. friends to lovers. college au.
π³π°πππ°π¬ π΅πΆπ»π¬'πΊ yippieeee :3 second smau for sunghoon is here! i'm very excited to start this one.. randomly got this idea when i was listening to Pretty Boy by Isabel LaRosa.
π³π°πππ°π¬ π΅πΆπ»π¬'πΊ getting a lot of asks - confused on how yn is one month older than heeseung. yn has a completely different mom but they share the same dad. yn's mom had a one night stand with the dad and gave yn up to him. let's also ignore the fact that i keep misspelling thirst...
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
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a/n: im trying my best to finish this smau asap bcs uni is starting n im sure i wont have time to update this.
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summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
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friday || 01:00 p.m
its finally friday which is mean youβre meeting han taesan again and youβre a bit under the weather because of your headache that came back this morning.
βwhere are you going?β asks belle who is sitting on the couch of their shared house, snacking on biscuits bites she bought yesterday. you just look at her with an awkward smile, causing her to frown at your responses.
βim going out to treat han taesan, you know the whole sketchbooks thing?β you explains with awkward hand movements.
belle squints her eyes at your suddenly stiffness then hums with a small smile on her face hoping things will go okay for you. βenjoy your date~β she sings waving at you while scanning you up to down, just making sure youβre pretty and stunning enough to make taesan swoon. you had enough of her staring and run away to the kitchen to take some medicine.
βits not a date!β you yells from the kitchen as you rummages through the medicines and supplements pantry. once you obtain a board of ibuprofen and paracetamol you close the pantry and walk to the front door. still feeling her eyes on you.
βstop staringβ you says as you put your shoes on turning around to face her once you were done. she smiles at you βdont forget the detailsβ she says, sending you a flying kiss which you avoids then walk out of your shared home.
ping!
a message from someone, you unlock your phone thinking it was taesan since heβs the only one who you texted with personally.
i miss you
the message reads. you sighs before immediately blocking the number knowing too damn well who texted you even thought it was an unknown number because who would text you like that if its not him?
its shin junghwan, a faceless man who you only remember about was his presence. youβre sure thereβs more to know about this man and why your hatred to him is way too strong for someone who you dont fully remember about.
however, since this is the day that youβre looking forward toβ kinda, youβre not going to let it get into your head and just enjoy your day.
taesan restlessly waits for you to arrive at your promised spotβ at the playground of your apartment complex. it was also a surprise to you when he revealed that he lived not so far away from you when he walked you back home that day.
βtaesan!β he hears a voice called for him. he immediately turns around to face youβ cringed a little from how transparent his emotions is when it comes to youβ crossed fingers you wont notice it at all.
he shows you a little smile with a wave of his right hand. you mirrors his gesture with even a wider smile than him. βdid you wait for long?β you asks him as soon as you reach himβ though its more like he walks toward your direction and met when the both of you were safely close enough to each otherβ not too far and not too close, just right.
βi just arrived a few minutes agoβ he says taking out his wired earphones then rolls it before shoving it into his black large capacity shoulder bag.
you take in his appearance and outfits. heβs surely has such different styles from you. while he dressed like trendy young male with just right oversized clothes paired with baggy pants plus branded sneakers and adorned in many silver jewelleries, you on the other hand, dressed like a business woman on her way to the meeting with a client. a dark blue asymmetrical long sleeve wrap blouse paired with loose white pant plus black matte loafers and a few simple piece jewellery like singular white pearl necklaces paired with pearl earrings.
βour style is so different dont you think?β taesan says with a little chuckle as he open his arms showing off his outfits. heβs surely has a lot of love for jewellery.
βyesβ you laughs nodding at his statement βtotally oppositeβ hearing your laugh taesan feels giddy inside and proud of himself for being able to make you laugh.
βletβs go?β he asks tilting his head. you swear your heart skips a beat at his gesture. you nods at him. with that the both of you head to your next location, you leading him.
βhave you even been to this cafe?β you ask him as you walk inside, taesan holding the door just for you. he shakes his head, indicating heβs never been to this place.
βis that so?β you asks more he nodded following you to the secluded side of the cafe, away from public eyes. βim not really a fan of going to the cafeβ he answers sitting down in front of you.
βi see, then what did you do usually? im quite curious because its so rare to see you around our uniβ you stares at him with curious eyes while taesan is looking everywhere but your face. suddenly finding the framed picture behind you quite interesting.
βusually im at my studio working on song or art project, you could say i rarelyββ his words were cuts off by your ringtone, signalling new message just delivered. you ignore the message by turning your phone screen to the table, not forgetting to push the ring/silent switch to silent your phone.
βsorryβ you smiles at him. he nodded with a small smile just like earlier. βyeah i rarely go outside lately unless my friends want to meet up for a hang out, or when i have classβ he continues his words from earlier.
βyou must have a lot of song right? i heard youβre good at it too!β you says with excitement laced into your words. taesan subtly beam at your praiseβ almost like a cat perking up at the mention of their favourite things.
βnot really, im just averageβ he says trying to keep his cool which he kind of fails. βi heard a lot about you from belle now that i realise, she said you were always praised by your professor while she on the other handβ¦β you trails off. taesan nods understanding your words about belle. he sighs
βthe professor, heβs very picky. i dont know what is his problem with belle but its very annoying when he compared us. belle is great songwriter and producer but we have a very different style just like our outfits now, i guess the professor is not a fan of belleβs style.β he explains you nodded then chuckles at his end remarks
βthats so unprofessional of himβ you says as you raise your hand to call the waiter walking pass your table to ask for menuβ though you dont really need that, but you asks anyways since this is taesanβs first time here.
βit is very unprofessional of himβ he agrees with your statement. thereβs silence between the two of you before the waiter came with a menu. the waiter smiles at you before handing taesan and you the menu.
βit have been so long since you last came to our cafeβ she says smiling at you while eyeing the male in front of you, totally curious about the young lad that is not gyuvin, ricky and leehan. you see the waiter that is serving you now is one of the owner of the cafe.
she has been working here even before you became their number 1 regular for the past 5 years. she knew your circle of friends and what kind of order you will always avoids.
βiβve been a bit busy with both study and worksβ you tells her with a subtle pout and puppy eyes. she just laugh at your cute charms before pointing at the menu βyou should order now before the big boss catch me slacking againβ she says. you just nodded then turn your attention to taesan whose eyes has been on you since the waiter arrived.
god heβs undeniably gorgeous
βuh- ohβ you stammers looking everywhere but him then to the menu inching just a little closer so you can guide him through itβ taesan was amused by your reaction and finds it very cute.
βso tell me what do you preferβ you coughs collecting your composure. taesan chuckles before telling you his preference, how he dont really like something too sweets, coffee and something not too heavy. you ended up recommending him nyang nyang ham cheese bread with refreshing orangeade. he agreed with little to no disagreement. while you pick your usual order of strawberry cake and strawberry milk.
βthats all?β asks the waiter, you nods and she smiles at the both of you before turning her heels away to make your order
βdid you know her?β taesan asks, you nods at his question βhow so?β he adds. you smiles at him looking around the cafe, that question really brings back memories of you and your friends.
βi found this cafe about 5 years ago, maybe?β taesan nods at your answer then you continue βit was totally on accident, i was running away from my parentsβ hey dont look at me like that! every child have their own rebellious phaseβ you points your index finger at him, causing him to cover his open mouth from the information you shared a while ago.
βanyways, i kind of had a fight with my parents then i ran away from themβ i was 17 at that time. then i sort of hang out in the cafe until it was dark and im finally have a piece of mind then i walk back homeβ its not that far away from my parentsβ house, only 45 minutes walkβ why are you looking at me like that?β you squint your eyes at his disbelieve face.
βonly 45 minutes walk?β he asks you nods as if it was nothing βlisten it might sounds tiring but i love walking, it helps to empty your mindβ taesan chuckles
hell even his chuckle sounds so heavenlyβ wait what am i thinking right now??
βi dont judge you, dont worry. beside its a good way to stay healthy without straining yourselfβ he says you agrees βeven my doctor recommend that!β you says, but before you could say anything, the waiterβ this time a male, probably a new worker.
βhereβs your orderβ he smiles, only to you. taesan just looks at him with judgemental eyes. while you just nods at him. its quite uncomfortable with him acting like taesan doesnβt exist.
βthank youβ you says, still smiling he nods his head to youβ obviously ignoring taesan who is in front of you, and next to him.
taesan is not going to lie, but heβs quite pissed off by the waiter attitude and mostly heβs jealous because the waiter is obviously shooting his shot while he still stuck at just being a friend stage with you.
βmy love, are you staying at my place after this? i miss youβ taesan says with a smile and a slight poit. he dont have any idea what kind of food he eats today or maybe heβs on something, but heβs suddenly has a boost of confidenceβ hell he even has his hand intertwine with your hand, thumb rubbing circles on the back of your hand. you cant blame him, you totally look uncomfortable because of that stubborn waiter who keeps trying to have a conversation with you.
βi am, and i miss you too its been a while since we have time for each otherβ you smiles at him as if youβre in love with him, hoping the waiter would take a hint when you purposely put a stress on the word time. which he dont. βis he your boyfriend?β he asks boldly. you nods looking at taesan fondly βhe is my boyfriendβ the waiter just nods before looking at taesan then you
βif you ever drop him, just hit me upβ he says with a boyish grin before walking away. you scoffs at his arrogant attitude
βhow dare he?β you let go of taesanβs hand before you start complaining about himβ not so loud that he can hear you.
meanwhile, taesan still in trance after the little stunt he pulled, he totally didnt expect you to play along so easily. his heart surely beating loudly that heβs afraid you might hear it.
ββi hate that kind of guy the most, being arrogant like that won't make you attractive. hell, does he not know his face looks like something god accidentally created when heβs bored and feeling creative? yeah, that creativity clearly fails.β your last remarks cause taesan to laugh. βim gonna tell the owner about thisβ you say quite angrily before having a sip of your strawberry milk
βyou play along so well, might as well be an actressβ he says, and has a taste of the food you ordered for him. you roll your eyes βthis happens a lot, gyuvin and ricky always pretend to be my boyfriend when this thing happensβ you simply explain he nods his head while munching on his food.
βoh right, how did you know donghyun?β he asks once he swallows his food. you tilt your head at him βdid he not tell you?β somehow, that question brings a sense of deja vu to himβ he shakes his head βno he did notβ you nod
βweβre sort of like cousins? but we dont have any blood relation like 0%β you explains then perks up βstep-cousin for a better wordβ taesan nods quite relieved by the answer
βi understandβ he says before the two of you continue to eat your food in silence, sometimes asking each other questions.
its very obvious heβs in a good mood since you revealed that your relationship with leehan wasnt like what heβs thinking.
the both of you continue to talk even after you finish your food as you find so many things in common. beside, heβs very comfortable to talk to despite your first impression of him being heβs very closed off and prefer not to talk to others. heβs a warm person reallyβ a contrast to his cold image.
βjust a questionβ you starts he look at you, silently signalling you to continue βdid you look what inside my sketchbook? im quite curiousβ taesan stay silent for a while thinking if heβs gonna be honest or heβs gonna lie, and he chooses the latter one knowing that it might make you feel awkward
βnoβ he says, you look at him, obviously did not believe him, and its not hard to catch on that βreally! i meanβ i have my own sketchbooks myself, and i really hate it when people look through it without permission. so i make sure i dont look through others' sketchbooks without permission. like my mothers saidβ treat others like how you want to be treated.β he rambles, trying to convince you, and seems like heβs succeeded at it.
βi see thenβ you smile, satisfied by his explanation. then you look at the time. its already 05:00 pm, causing you to gasps βtimes surely flies faster when youβre having funβ you says and taesan agrees.
βdo you want to go home now?β he asks you ponder for a while before nodding at him, since heβs also an introvert, youβre sure heβs running out of battery from socialising with you and your headache are coming back you dont know how bad it will be if you let it be.
βthen lets goβ he says, helping you to stack the plates to help the waiter clean up. you nod. the both of you walk to the counter and meet with the female waiter from earlier
βfinally going home?β she asks, you nod again before searching for your wallet in your handbag. however, before you can fish your wallet out, taesan hands her his card to pay for both of your orders.
βthank you, and hereβs your receiptβ she says, handing him the receipt while you look at him with betrayed looks.
βi thought its on me today?? didn't we agree about it??β your tone laced with betrayal almost as if heβs a knight who fought beside you in a war, won and ended up betraying you at the end to claim the credit of ending the whole war.
βnext time! iβll let you pay next timeβ he says with a smile. while you still looking at him like he killed your bloodline. he pats your head before bidding a goodbye to the cashier and leads you out of the cafe because thereβs another customer behind you who is waiting for their turn to pay.
while you walk back to your apartment complex, still giving him the silent treatmentβ you dont even know why did you do it. taesan gives you one of his airpods to maybe lift up your mood.
you also dont know why he feels so familiar to you, as if you met him in the past and have known him for a long time.
all of a sudden, your headache hits you like lightning from the sky, causing you to lose your balance. you end up holding to taesanβs arm, trying to balance yourself.
βare you okay?β taesan asks as his hand holds your waist to help you stand up better. you nod at him βjust my headacheβ you say. he slowly guide you to a bench near the both of you and you swear when you look across the street and locked your eyes with him, you headache got even worse that you cant even hear whatever han taesan is talking about.
you look across the street again just to find that heβs gone. you clutch on taesanβs arm tightening as you hiss at the headache. βcan you hearββ that's the last thing you hear before your whole vision goes black and leaves taesan to deal with it.
a/n: took me the whole day to complete this. i ran out of brain juice.
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
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a/n: should i make a special chapter of how taesan started having a crush on yn?
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?
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summery! taerae has been a well established model but his soulmate is making it pretty damn hard to land a job lately when they're constantly getting a bump or bruise or every time your soulmate receives an injury, the other person also receives it
summary: for years, you have been dreaming about the same guy. using the god-given talent for art, you decided to draw a few portraits of him based on your memories in your sketchbook. the few portraits turn into many as time passes by. what if one day you suddenly lost the sketchbook, and the one who returns it was the guy who has the same face as the guy you have been drawing for years?