-> You don't like Han Jisung's girlfriend. He needs a new one.
nerd!jisung x fem!reader
strangers to friends to lovers, slow burn, fluff, angst, hurt / comfort, college!au, suggestive
warnings: reader has low self worth and a poor self image hidden behind shamelessness, infidelity, cursing, partial nudity, kissing, alcohol, suggestive comments and sexual themes, reader is an unreliable narrator, tba...
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I got this great idea of seungmin actually being an angsty prince that he denies that he is actually in love with mc but he hates love until mc is getting married to someone else seungmin being angsty he follows her .whatcha think and mc tells him not follow him
Oooo okay okay, I see it. And then reader walks away, leading him further into garden maze, around twists and turns and through secret passageways the two of them created when they were only children -- long before complications like feelings got in the way of their adventures and affections.
Finally, you stop. In the middle of an open circular, stone cully.
"Say it."
"Say what?" Seungmin asks, slightly out of breath, although perfectly aware of what you mean.
"What you've been avoiding since we were twelve. Say what you feel."
"I feel tired from chasing you around this damn maze," he exasperates.
"I told you to stop following me," you reply calmly, taking a step towards him. "Why didn't you?"
"Because you were running away," he points out as if that should be obvious, as if that's reason enough.
You shake your head. "No. There's another reason."
He sighs, but he doesn't move when you step into his space, chest to chest, face to face. His gaze flickers to your lips for the briefest second, instinctive and unguarded. It's only a mere moment before his eyes meet yours again, but alas, it's too late to pretend it didn't happened, much like the eye roll he clearly hoped would distract you from it.
"You know, sometimes there isn't a deep, emotional reason behind someone's actions. Sometimes they just follow you because you were running away and they felt like it." Seungmin rolls his shoulders, trying to straighten himself beneath the weight of thirteen years spent pretending to be the someone everyone else expected him to be.
But you know him better than that. Seungmin may be able to fool his family, your family, your fiance's family, diplomats, princes, and kings.
But he can't fool you.
You know him.
Seungmin.
Not Prince Seungmin. Not future king of the neighboring land you'd wished would be your future home for so long.
Seungmin. Your best friend. Your partner in crime. Your childhood.
"...Do you really want me to marry him?"
Seungmin pauses. Swallows. And then replies with a simple, "Do you want to?"
"I asked you first."
"It's not about me or what I want."
You take a slow breath before reaching for his hand.
"It could be," you murmur. "It could be about what we both want...if we both wanted the same thing...and were brave enough to fight for it."
His bare skin meets yours.
It had become a rarity after you both reached the royal age of maturity at fourteen. Gone were the days of thoughtless affection, piggyback rides through gardens, fingers intertwined as you raced across the lawn, sleepy goodnight hugs before retreating to your separate chambers.
Royals simply didn't do those things once they grew up. And they certainly didn't seek out skin-to-skin contact with someone who wasn't family...or a betrothed.
But you'd missed his warmth.
Seungmin's hands always fit yours so effortlessly, as though they had been shaped by the gods with yours in mind. This wasn't like the polite brush of his lips against the back of your gloved hand. There was nothing ceremonial about this. Nothing distant.
This is warmth against warmth.
His body heat seeps into your palm as his fingers slowly folds around yours, careful, hesitant, because he too understands exactly what this means.
Anyone wandering the palace grounds at this hour could stumble upon the two of you standing far too close, hands entwined in a way that invited questions neither of you could afford to answer.
Yet feeling him hold your hand makes m every second of that risk feel worth it.
"You're engaged..." he whispers to you and to remind himself before he does something rash, "...it's not right for me to want..."
"To want what?"
He shakes his head. "Nothing."
"Are you sure?" you ask hopefully, eyes pleading and hand tightening in his. "Are you sure it's nothing? It could be something, couldn't it?"
He watches you for a long moment, this time allowing his gaze to drift to your lips, openly and blatantly.
And then, with the slightest rock forward of his body, he squeezes your hand before letting it go and stepping back.
"No. It can't."
"Why not? Because you're a coward? Because I'm not good enough? At least tell me why."
With his hands in his pocket, Seungmin begins to walk to the edge of the cully, glancing over his shoulder one last time.
"Yes. I'm a coward."
You huff so you won't cry.
"Well then. I suppose it's best I don't marry a coward."
His eyes fall before his head does, a small, respectful, distant bow. "Goodnight, Princess."
la la land may be a bittersweet moment where Ryan Gosling and Emma stone may not have their happy ending but if it was based on the idol version who fits this genre . and the theme
I so wish I could answer this but I haven't seen la la land 😅 I know! I know! Everyone tells me I need to watch it but I just haven't had the time or motivation, everytime I sit down to watch something I always get distracted by these 6 Korean and 2 Aussie dorks who tend to fall over and hit each other a lot 😂
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Whatever do you mean?! Can a friend not make a humble lovely ask to her dear friend Mindy, without an expectation of trickery or tomfoolery? I should be flabbergasted. Dumbfounded. Unable to recover from such ailments to my nerves. Alas, the only cure is
How ironic that when he has to think about flirting, it comes out so adorably awkward but when he’s teasing the members, it comes out so lethally confident🫠🫠 @jisunggy
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thinking about idol!jeongin falling in love at first sight meeting fan!reader. . .
first time he saw you wasn't when it was your turn to sit in front of him. the airtime before the fan sign had started, everyone was already seated, the staff just double checking if everything was good to go.
jeongin's eyes wandered through the crowd in front of the him, not looking for anyone in particular, merely just looking at their groups' fans to have something to do.
he was simply just browsing through the blur of faces, a few signs here and there, until he saw you.
jeongin didn't know what was different. only that he could feel some kind of aura around you that the other fans couldn't see or sense near you, a luminous ambience that only he could see.
you weren't looking at him. you seemed busy in your own world, trying to breath in properly 'cause you were nervous. he smiled when you turned and saw him staring back at you.
your face loaded for a second, before smiling back, waving calmly. he waved back. your grin was a little bit wider when he did it.
the fan sign continued, none of the fans here—not even his hyungs—that their maknae had a secret agenda now when he saw you, which was to get connected with you.
no matter how risky it was.
when you were finally sat on the table, he was itching to meet you.
he had been reviewing all the ways he could possibly flirt. that wouldn't be too obvious, right? it would just be him doing his duty as an idol to entertain their fans with fanservice.
except when it came to you, the fanservice was teetering a little bit to crossing over to real flirting.
"h-hi, jeongin." you bowed before sitting down.
"hi, there." his gaze followed your every move, smirking. "what's your name?"
you told him your name as you hand out your album to sign, jeongin making sure to graze your fingers a little, the sight of you visually short-circuiting when it happened forever ingrained in his memory for when he wants to smile.
"you have a really pretty face," he signed your album with practiced ease, opening the photobook to sign his photo in there as well, "pretty name too. you're lucky."
"i- hah. . .!" you chuckled awkwardly, flattered as you blinked and thanked him.
"what made you like our group, hm?" he asked, leaning in elbows on the table as he splayed his hands out for you. you stared at them a little confused, before you answer his question.
"i really liked your guys' music. it's pretty alternative to modern pop, so— oh."
feeling a sense of boldness run through him (and slight impatience that you didn't get the hint), he took both your hands in his. jeongin hummed, like this was normal.
jeongin had a sneaking suspicion that his hyung, seungmin, next to him was quite taken aback at his sudden love for skin ship, but he didn't pay him no mind.
not for the remainder of the fan sign, at least.
you held eye contact with him, but only for short periods of time. his smile and sharp gaze making it almost impossible for you to focus when it just made your brain all mushy.
he hummed at your unfinished reply, before asking another question. "you must have a bias then, right?"
"ah, yeah i do!" you say happily, unaware that you were waving your intertwined hands from the positive question.
"is it me?" his fingers squeezed yours a little, anticipating a 'yes'.
"ah, no. . ." you say sheepishly, jeongin letting out a dramatic sigh.
"it's actually bangchan, haha," you say, "sorry, innie-ah."
"too bad. . ." he pouted.
"it's 'cause i have a thing for older guys, yknow?" you try joking, but then he answers you with something you didn't know how to reply to.
"so you wouldn't date a younger guy?"
jeongin's thumbs started to caress the sides of your hands, the action turning your head all fuzzy. if you were calm enough (which you weren't until the end of the fan sign), you would have noticed his sly smirk, obviously flirting with you now.
"i— ha. . . i didn't say that," you smile, tilting your head down as he tries to catch you sight.
"would you not mind long distance relationships too?"
"uhm," you tilt your head up, meeting his gaze for a little while, more confused than shy, "n-not really, why?"
'you look really pretty flustered like this, y'know?', is jeongin really wants to say, but with seungmin (who you were talking to before him) starting to look really suspicious, he settles for:
"that's good, then we'd be perfect together."
the timer goes off, and with jeongin being the last member on the end of the table, you're forced to bow your goodbye and walk off, with jeongin's eyes following you until he's forced to interact with the fan in front of him, his smugness from the interaction still lingering.
you, who just exited the venue, had let out a sigh of relief? exhilaration? you aren't sure, but you know damn well your hearts beating really fast.
the hours pass after that, and once you make it home, you wind down and get ready for bed, the signed album and photobook still splayed out on your duvet.
you smile at the event, remembering all of the happenings with the other members, before recalling the last one. your fingers trace jeongin's signature.
looking at the photobook, you open it up and flip through it, looking at the messages that the members left you, you grin at each one, some telling you to eat while the others saying they'd love to see you again.
then, you see jeongins message for you, and your grin drops.
' you don't mind younger guys if it was me, right? call me soon, okay? ~ XXXX - XXX - XXX
— y.j ❤︎ '
it was messily written, giving you the impression that he did it quickly, so that no one could see in the photobook that fast. you scoffed in disbelief.
your heart jumped a few beats faster. there it was again. that feeling in your stomach. the odd pull.
you caress your thumb on the ink of the page, lost in thought.
the big question is; will you message, or will you ghost?
ugh skz not having mnl in their tour destinations is making my heart break 💔🥀anyways have some delusional jeongin imagine because i dont see enough about him being written ;D
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