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﹅ AT SOME POINT,

there was no denying that something was happening between the two of you.

Myung Jaehyun had only spent two years in the industry, but he thought that was enough to understand how things worked—what to do, what not to do, how to behave in front of cameras, how to get the gist of everything.

You had debuted way before him, so you had even more experience.

But fans were confused about why you were making it so obvious. Don’t get them wrong—they were eating up the interactions (most of them, at least.. the other half was torn between insulting you, him, or both…). They just thought you were being careless.

You didn’t even notice at first. You felt at ease with each other, interacting the way you normally would. But sometimes, the simplest interactions say more about a bond than anything else.

The new boy group was still fresh. BOYNEXTDOOR was the talk of the whole building.. heck, the entire city, with how many posters were up promoting them.

And as good seniors, you had one job: to promote them too. It went from filming TikToks together to talking about their music during lives.. just enough to stir things up and bring attention to them.

Myung Jaehyun was known as an extrovert by now, loud in a good way. Filming with him wasn’t as awkward as you thought it would be.

“Myung is such a unique surname,” you start, both of you waiting for the set to be ready. What better way to pass time than to start a conversation?

He smiles softly, nodding like he’s a little proud you noticed. “That’s why I use my full name.”

“You chose well. It sounds good.”

“Thank you, senior.”

“Oh, please,” you say, slightly bothered by the title. “Just call me by my name. No need for formalities.”

You still had to keep up appearances in front of cameras, but in a more private setting like this, there was no need.

“Then call me by my name too.”

“Noted.”

It started to feel like you were cursed by Myung Jaehyun’s presence, everywhere you went, he was there.

Going up the escalator? There he was (with his bandmates, but that’s another story). You smile awkwardly, greeting them politely.

“We listened to your new album. It’s really good,” Jaehyun says, bringing up your latest comeback. His bandmates glance between the two of you, confused about why he’s suddenly speaking up.

“Oh, really? Thank you. We put a lot of work into it.”

“You can tell,” he replies calmly. “In a good way! Not in a bad way.. no, wait! ”

He starts rambling, realizing how it might have sounded, and you can’t help but laugh, amused.

“That’s good to hear. Thank you, Jaehyun.”

You step off the escalator, waving at them before leaving.

Cafeteria? He’s there. Free time at the terrace ? He’s there. Standing in line behind you, sitting two tables away, it didn’t matter.

At some point, you guys started interacting more.

He'd come over to your table, and you'd talk about something random, he'll smile when you get in the elevator at the same time as him and ask about your day or your plans. One day he grew bolder and asked for your number.

Safe to say that you found yourself getting closer to him. Not that you regretted it in anyway, he was funny, smart, and really good with his words, he knew how to get you to smile or get all flustered, he knew how to confort you when you were feeling down.

Your conversations grew deeper. You started seeing each other outside of “office hours”—his words, whatever that meant.

And yeah…

You thought the two of you connected so well that it was impossible to hide it. Not from staff, and definitely not from fans.

You weren’t really dating... yet.

You were stuck in that awkward phase where you both knew how the other felt, but no one had confessed.

Jaehyun might be socially clumsy sometimes, but he wasn’t stupid. Confessing could put pressure on you, and he didn’t want to add stress to your already exhausting schedule.

And you hadn’t said anything either… so that must mean you didn’t mind, right?

﹅A VIRAL VIDEO OF HIM REACTING TO YOUR PERFORMANCE.

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. He didn’t even know someone was filming him.

All those times Taesan told him his facial expressions were too obvious… yeah. Turns out he was right.

A year-end performance. Tons of K-pop groups invited, including yours, and of course, BOYNEXTDOOR.

When it was your turn to perform, someone had the brilliant idea to film him.

Smiling, the kind of smile that reaches your eyes, soft and lovey dovey. Completely focused on you.

Cheering when the fans cheered.

Even Leehan looked at him like: what is he doing…

And just like that, the internet realized that the two of you weren’t just acquaintances.

Jaehyun was mortified when Sungho showed him the video. Something about him “simping in 4K.”

He didn’t know how to react. Worse, he didn’t know how you would react.

What if you hated him for bringing attention to both of you? The bad kind.

jaehyun :

I’m sorry

I’m so sorry

I’m so so sorry

did I mess up ☹️

you : hey

calm down

it’s okay Jaehyun

my manager didn’t say anything so I guess nothing happened???

it was kinda cute though 🤣

jaehyun : …

you’re enjoying this way too much

﹅ AN AWKWARD LIVE OF YOURS

You were media-trained, well.. as much as your manager could manage.

You knew how to behave in front of cameras. Lives, though, were harder. No editing, no filtering, just you and your words,

Still, you loved connecting with your fans.

You start the live while brushing your hair, waiting for more people to join.

“Hi guys… was this too sudden? I’m sorry, I kind of missed you.”

You smile softly, reading the flood of comments.

“How are you doing? I’m really happy today. I went out, and it was so sunny ! it actually made me feel better after all the snow.”

You switch between looking at yourself and reading the chat.

“Did I eat? Yeah, I did. I went out with a friend… we ate a lot. I kind of regret it now.”

Comments move too fast to keep up.

“Your outfit looks good’—thank you!”

“Are you close with Myung Jaehyun?”

You actually didn’t mean to read it out loud, you weren’t really expecting these kind of questions, you clear your throat awkwardly since you now have to answer, you try to make it seem as normal as possible

“…Myung Jaehyun from BOYNEXTDOOR? I mean—we’re acquaintances, since we work in the same building.”

The live goes by a blur, and you just hope you don’t receive a text from your manager, telling you that you fucked up. 

Ending the live, you’re quick to latch on your phone, skipping through the notifications.

jaehyun : 

acquaintances you say ?

I see🤔🤔

you : 

watching my live ?

I see 🤔

jaehyun : 

hard to miss it if you’re talking about me 😳

soft launching me to your fans already ?

you:

oh syfm

you wish 

 jaehyun reacted with “☹️”

﹅ VARIETY SHOW

Whoever planned this, truly is testing you, because who in their right mind would put the topic of gossips together in a setting like this. You should really check that with your manager, how can he complain when you misbehave when he gives you opportunities to do so?

You arrive on set, and there he is. Already laughing with staff.

Maybe he actually didn’t know, just like you didn’t know before arriving on set, and finding the black haired guy standing proudly already laughing with some staff member.

“Oh Senior!” he calls, putting on a show in front of the others, “ I didn’t know you’re going to be here ?” 

Jaehyun just jogs up to you, now proudly standing in front of you

“Yeah I didn’t know either” you answer truthfully, 

“This is the schedule you texted me about earlier?”

You nod your head , afraid someone has heard him. They shouldn’t know you have his number, or that you text one another, or that you even know each other.

People talk a lot, and you’re sure there's going to be someone from the staff  screaming how he saw the biggest scandal of the year after this set is done: and it’s new that you and jaehyun are dating, i mean not 100% true, but not 100% false either, you know ?  

“We’re ready to film guys” yells the director, signaling for you guys to get on the set.

It’s the worst, I mean it could’ve been worse than this if it was just the two of you, but thankfully there’s few other idols and public figures, so it wasn’t really focused on you guys. 

The whole point of this variety show, is to split into themes and do a bunch of activities, like guessing the song/dance, guessing idols or actors from a small portion of their face etc, so it wasn’t too bad, really funny experience if you take out the fact that you were really stressing out over Jaehyun.

He was in your team, what are the odds am I right?, he kept to himself mostly but there would be instances where he’d guide you somewhere, or he would keep joking with you, and you hope the constant interactions won’t trigger your fans.

You get back home to a bunch of edits and tweets.

jaehyun : 

guess we should avoid each other at all cost from now on

you :

yeah 

who’s fault is that ?

jaehyun :

I can’t help it you were too cute today

loved the dress 🤤🤤

you : 

this is really not the appropriate time mister

I’m crying 

my reputation 

jaehyun :

who cares about reputation

am I right ? 

hahahahah

you :

literally crickets.

good night 

i’m going to bed

jaehyun :

please DO NOT copy, repost, or claim as yours.

CREDITS: divider above from @/pixopix, any and all photos from pinterest (excluding the tomodachi martin)

maia’s note: im back !!! ok but first of all, i am not a tomodachi life larper, i’ve loved it since it was released on the ds and the photos of martin’s mii is from my actual game. anyways, i really love how this work ended up turning out not only bc of the concept of it but bc i’m genuinely just happy i finally finished a work. yes, this smau is not my finest… and there could’ve been more development… but nonetheless i like it and i hope you all enjoy reading it too ! reblogs and feedback are always appreciated !! 🩶

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the ride to minju's dorm didn't take long, since you had the luck of living nearby—or as close as someone could be to a kpop group's dorms, at least. it only took you around 20 minutes to drive, not even bothering to think too much of what the hell could your girlfriend be up to.

minju was an amazing partner. the best you could ask for, really. but sometimes she's so hard to read! you never know if she's about to say the most lame thing ever—no offense to her—or the most criminal thought ever brought into this world. no middle ground.

that's why you were a little nervous as you waited for the elevator in the lobby. what if she burned down her kitchen? oh god. you're not a firefighter. but she hasn't done anything yet.

maybe she is planning to burn down the whole building...

fortunately for you, the elevator opened it's doors before your thoughts wandered too far away. stepping inside, you scrolled on your phone a bit—reading some dumb tweets and letting out a few chuckles as you finally got to her floor.

you hesitated a little to knock on the door, doing it after a few seconds of contemplating what could be going on inside this place. after four knockings, minju opened the door, her hair a total mess and a bleach on her hand.

“... minju?”

“oh, hi. you came. here,” the door opened wider as she stepped aside so you could go inside. the nervous expression on her face was very noticeable but you tried to ignore it for her sake, “uh, sorry this is very random...”

minju was feeling a little too hyper aware now of how much of a mess her dorm was. there were a bunch of hair products scattered around the living room—brushes, three different brands of bleach and five tones of pink dye on her table.

“i was looking through some pinterest pictures and i kind of wanted to dye my hair?”

oh. so that was it?

you blinked at her a few times, as if processing her words, relief spreading inside you as you got the confirmation she isn't going to commit a felony. not against the law, at least. maybe against her manager.

“and i'm guessing this was an impulsive decision and you have no idea how to actually do it?”

given the way minju pouted after your words, looking at you with that big eyes of her, you've guessed the answer was yes.

sighing softly, a smile grew on your face. if she wanted to change her hair, who are you to deny helping? “alright. come on, i'll go get some gloves from your bathroom. you can sit anywhere.”

her face instantly lightened up at your words, nodding in a timid way, making her way to the chair she had placed near the table, waiting for you to come back.

you had some difficulty finding the latex gloves but they were eventually found—you didn't want to have your hands dyed pink. only the hair was enough.

making your way back to the living room, minju was still there, zoning out while staring at a random spot in the wall. she looked cute like that. minju jumped as you booped her nose, laughing at her reaction.

“hey, i need to know how you want your hair.”

“uh... i don't know. just do whatever you think may look good?”

“you're trusting my taste a little too much.”

she didn't answer that, instead just giggling and leaning her head back a bit so you could start working on her impulsive idea. knowing her more soft personality and her own tastes, you opted for a more lighter tone of pink.

you reached for the bleach, giving minju a quick warning about how her roots might burn a little bit, before starting to apply it for each strand of hair.

the atmosphere was comfortable. minju was almost falling asleep just by the touch of your fingers in her hair, making sure to be as gentle as possible with how you applied the bleach. at some point she begun humming one of her group's songs—pimple, you've recognized it. it was one of her favorites.

after some time, when you were finally done with the bleach, you tapped her shoulder to get her attention, “should i put something on the tv while we wait?”

“huh?” minju opened her eyes, looking around for a second and then up at you, “ah, sure. do you wanna see our last vlog?”

you nodded with a grin, “that sounds good.”

you dragged a chair to be next to your girlfriend, careful to not accidentally touch her bleaching hair since you didn't put anything to protect it.

the two of you giggle as you watched illit's latest vlog, paying attention to every comment minju made about what they did at every single place shown in the video. it was fun to just have these private moments with minju, even if it was around 9pm and you were helping her dye her hair.

once almost an hour passed, you told minju to go wash her hair, so you could now apply the dye. that process was faster than the bleach, as you two waited for another 45 minutes in silence, watching more vlogs.

now, you were drying minju's hair, a little eager to know her reaction. would she even like it? what if she hated it and decided to never ask for your help ever again?

“okay... aaaand... it's done! you can turn around now.” your voice was quiet, finally done with the hair.

minju hesitated, slowly turning her body to look at the mirror. her expression was blank for a second, and you were already mentally preparing yourself for a possible breakup over pink hair dye, when she touched one of the strands.

“i... i like it.”

“you do?”

“yeah. i feel pretty.”

giggling, you kiss her cheek, watching as minju's face suddenly matches with her new hair color, “you are pretty, silly.”

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