✎ psych boy | seungmin x fem reader
➷ college AU series | sfw | 1.4k words
ᨳଓ cw: drinking, swearing
۶ৎ summary: your party plans are ruined by a strange encounter with a boy you don’t necessarily hit it off with… somehow he keeps showing up in your life and in the most unexpected way possible.
maybe going to a party on a tuesday night knowing damn well you had class in the morning wasn’t the smartest decision on your end, but hey, it had been a rough week. college was kicking your ass and you wanted nothing more than to knock back a few shots with your roommate and hopefully forget the assignments you desperately needed to work on.
so here you were, getting pretty tipsy with ryujin next to you and honestly having the most fun you’ve had in a solid month or two. the two of you were laughing over some stupid joke you could barely remember when your bladder suddenly decided you needed to pee, now. since your roommate was nowhere near as tipsy as you, you determined she would be okay alone, so you began searching for a bathroom. you didn’t know whose house this was since you were invited through ryujin, who was invited through some random classmate she barely knew, so you stumbled through the house trying to find a restroom before your bladder gave up on you. you were starting to think this damn house didn’t even have a bathroom as you opened door after door to find a random bedroom or office.
tired of having opened more doors than you had in your life combined with the alcohol dulling your normally sane brain, you staggered into a random room, shutting the door behind you. you were starting to feel pretty nauseous, having downed one too many drinks, and decided it would be best to lie down. i mean, the room was dark and the bed in front of you was wide open, basically inviting you.
without thinking, you pulled yourself onto the soft mattress, observing the room you were in as best as you could with your current state. looking around, the walls were decked out in vintage vinyls and posters of musicians you didn’t recognize. there was even a red and black guitar propped up in the corner. this person must really like music, you thought as you turned your attention to the stuffed animal you just noticed was next to you. it was a brown puppy with beady eyes. cute. you picked it up, holding it close to your face. “do you know where the bathroom is?” you asked the plushie. “great. me neither. i don’t even know whose—“
your conversation was rudely interrupted as the door swung open. “ryujin?” you mumbled, trying to make out the dark figure in front of you. the lights flickered on and your heart dropped when you saw a man standing at the doorway, looking just as confused as you. “who are you?” you asked, pushing yourself into a sitting position while still holding the puppy.
the man at the door scoffed, his confused expression turning into more of a glare. “more like who are you? why are you in here?” he sounded angry. he was a fairly tall, thin guy with chocolate brown hair. his bangs fell messily over his face and he wore a pair of washed baggy jeans with a black hoodie. clearly not dressed in party attire, you wondered if he came to this room to be alone. maybe he was dragged here by a friend, you thought.
the two of you stared at each other before you finally responded “i don’t really remember. i think i felt sick and needed to pee. i don’t know.” you gave him an awkward smile, to which he rolled his eyes and grabbed the stuffed animal from your hands.
“the bathroom’s right there.” he said, gesturing to another door in the corner of the room. “now go and get out.”
still pretty tipsy, you tilted your head at him. “why do you sound so mad? you’re the one that barged in here.” you retorted, getting up and making your way to the door he pointed at.
ok maybe not the smartest thing to say.
“this is my fucking room? i said hurry up and leave when you’re done.” he sounded really angry now. in complete mortification, you hurried into his bathroom, did your business, and stared at your reflection in the mirror as you washed your hands with some eucalyptus scented soap.
his bathroom was clean. like literally spotless. it was kind of embarrassing seeing as you and ryujin always have a mess of towels, clothes, and makeup in your dorm’s restroom. whatever. more importantly, you looked absolutely hammered. your cheeks were burning red from the alcohol, not to mention the embarrassment, and your hair was completely disheveled. did that fine guy really see me like this? you thought to yourself, mentally facepalming afterwards. he was not fine. he was too rude to be considered attractive.
after trying to tame your hair as best as you could, you left the restroom and made a mental note to find ryujin right away. you had to get out of here. only when you stepped back into the room, you were met with that same guy. why was he still here? “waiting for me?” you tried to joke, but apparently he still hadn’t calmed down.
“fuck off.” he stood with his back against the now closed door which led to the living room. the door you kinda needed to use. after a plethora of slurred ‘excuse me’s’ which did absolutely nothing, you decided to just push past him. you were starting to get annoyed yourself and in turn gave him a good shove, satisfied with the surprised yelp he let out.
“dickhead.” you muttered under your breath as you walked out, soon finding ryujin who had already began to sober up during your twenty minute detour. “let’s go.” you said, ignoring her curious ‘what happened’s and ‘where were you’s’.
“nothing, just met this stupid guy who doesn’t know how to treat a woman.” you told her as the two of you made your way out the front door and towards your dorm which was, thankfully, in walking distance.
to be honest, the rest of the night was a blur. all you remember is coming home, taking a quick shower, and passing out on the couch. it had been a long night.
next thing you knew, ryujin was shaking you awake with a glass of water in hand. “wake up yn, you have class soon.” you groaned and rubbed your eyes. the hangover headache was killing you. you had psychology today, a class where your teacher would bore every student out of their minds for two hours. admittedly, it was interesting learning about human behaviors and their functions, but today you were not in the mood to listen to him rant the whole class.
too lazy to make an effort, you popped a tylenol and sipped on the water your friend had given you. throwing your hair in a half-assed bun, you made your way out the door in the outfit you pulled on after washing up last night — your old grey sweatpants which had seen better days and a random hoodie that was way too big for you. you honestly couldn’t be bothered to wear any makeup so you made your way to class after slipping on a pair of slides that you’re pretty sure belong to ryujin.
somehow you endured the two hours of boredom with a throbbing head. your eyes were on the clock with ten minutes left until freedom.
well little did you know, these last ten minutes would be a disaster.
your teacher was rambling about a project he had previously hinted at due next month that required each person to study and analyze the behaviors of a peer and yada yada. that whole shabang. perfect, you would ask ryujin when you got home. well, that was what you thought until you heard the word “partners” leave your professors mouth. and to make matters worse, he whipped out a sheet of paper with various names on them.
crap. these were assigned partners.
you groaned as your teacher began reading each name off the list along with the person they would be working with. you sat there, dreading every moment when, after a long couple of minutes, your name was finally called.
“and yn, you will be paired with… kim seungmin.” you sat in silence, racking your brain and wondering who the hell kim seungmin was. because you were one of the last pairs called, class was dismissed soon after and you perked your head up, trying to find your partner before he walked out.
so here’s the plan, you thought. start asking random people if they’re kim seungmin. you stood up, looking around for your first victim.
“yn? nice name huh.” your name being called from behind you made you freeze in your tracks. “i think we’re partners.” the guy added. why did the voice sound so familiar? you whirled around.
great. it was the guy from last night.
A/N: i’ve written a lot for skz on past accounts but never an AU series. all i knew was that if i was gonna make a series, it had to be about seungmin lol and ofc i included ryujin as an itzy ult. will continue to post more parts and trust me they will get a lot more interesting. i was trying to introduce most of the plot here so i don’t have to do it later, hence why there isn’t much going on this chapter sjdkksjsk
