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PAIRING. Yang Jungwon x female reader GENRE. ravenclaw x ravenclaw, contemporary romance drama, fluff, hogwarts WORD COUNT. 6,337 WARNINGS. fluffy and warm. DISCLAIMER. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR THE WORK I WROTE, SO PLAGIARISM IS NOT ALLOWED HERE. all the credits to the owners of the photos. Please be kind. :) SUMMARY. In the quiet corners of Hogwarts, Y/N L/N has always been content to stay unseenâquiet, clever, and safely tucked behind her books. That is, until Yang Jungwon, the brilliant and untouchable Ravenclaw prefect, begins to pull her into his orbit. As she fights to stay grounded, Jungwon unravels every wall sheâs built, not with grand gestures, but with quiet loyalty, soft laughter, and the kind of attention sheâs never dared to expect. What starts as a potions partnership slowly turns into something neither of them can ignore.
DATE RELEASED .04.13.2025
CLASPING HER HANDS TOGETHER PLEADINGLY, âProfessor, please!â
The word came out louder than Y/N intendedâsharp enough to echo slightly off the stone walls of the nearly empty classroom. She froze, immediately regretting it.
Professor Alden blinked, slowly turning from his desk to face her. âMiss L/N,â he said, tone laced with faint amusement, âdid you just interrupt me?â
Y/Nâs face flushed. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, voice quieter now. âIâIâm sorry, sir. I just⊠I know you havenât assigned partners yet, but I was wondering if you might consider pairing Riki with Yura?â
Professor Alden looked past her at Riki, who stood casually leaning against the wall, a picture of barely-contained smugness. His brows raised, clearly surprised Y/N was going this far for him.
âYura,â the professor repeated, his tone flat. âAs in, Miss Seo?â
âYes,â Y/N said quickly. Then, softer: âI just think theyâd... complement each other well. For this assignment.â
Riki jumped in, grinning. âIâll clean cauldrons for the rest of the year.â
Professor Alden gave him a long, unimpressed stare. âThat would be a start.â
âPlease?â Y/N added, more earnestly now, twisting her fingers together behind her back. âYou said last semester I could ask for a favor because I helped you tutor the third-yearsâŠâ
âI did say that,â the professor sighed. âBut I meant a favor for you, Miss L/N. Not for yourâhow shall I put thisâmorally flexible friend.â
âHey!â Riki said, indignant. âFlexible, sure. Morally flexible? Debatable.â
Y/N bit her lip, clearly trying not to smile.
Professor Alden ran a hand down his face. âPerhaps Iâll consider it. Only because your academic assistance has been... invaluable. And because I suspect youâll keep pestering me otherwise.â
He waved them toward the door. âYouâre both dismissed.â
As they exited, Y/N exhaled slowly, as if sheâd just finished running uphill. She didnât even glance at Riki as she muttered, âNishimura Riki, you seriously owe me.â
âYeah, yeah, I know,â he said, slinging his bag over his shoulder. âBut just for the recordâI never asked for your matchmaking services.â
She finally looked up at him, lips twitching. âNo. But youâll thank me for them.â
Riki narrowed his eyes. âYouâre terrifying when you get like this.â
âI barely said anything,â Y/N mumbled, already embarrassed again.
âExactly.â
They parted at the dungeon staircase, and Y/N climbed the winding corridor toward her next class, still feeling warm from the unexpected confrontation. Speaking up like that wasnât really her thingâshe preferred to stay unnoticed, fading into the background.
But she supposed Riki brought that part out of her sometimes.
The next morning she reached the Potions corridor, the parchment list was already pinned just outside the classroom door, fluttering slightly with the draft of passing footsteps. Y/N stood in front of it, hugging her books tightly against her chest, and scanned the rows of names, finger trailing hesitantly down the column.
Then she stopped.
Partner Assignments:
Seo, Yura â Nishimura, Riki L/N, Y/N â Yang, Jungwon
She blinked. Once. Twice.
Yang Jungwon?
Her heart stuttered.
He was a year above herâtechnically a sixth year, but always present in their class as Professor Aldenâs TA. Brilliant. Untouchable. Beautiful in that cold, pristine way that made people speak more quietly when he entered a room. His uniform was always perfect. His handwriting was annoyingly elegant. His potion work was flawless.
He wasn't supposed to be her partner.
Y/N stepped back from the list, as if physical distance might change what sheâd just read. It didnât. There his name remained, taunting her like a dare.
This day was spiraling.
Yang Jungwon. How should she put it?
The star of the show. The eye-catcher of the fifth years. People didnât just notice himâthey watched him. Every answer he gave in class was the right one. Every interaction with a professor was respectful but confident. Everyone knew he was a guaranteed Head Boy next year.
And Y/N?
She had been in love with him since her first year. Quietly, hopelessly. The kind of love that sat in her chest like a warm secret she never planned to speak out loud.
Unfortunately, her feelings had always been thoroughly one-sided. Jungwon barely knew she existedâat least, not in the way she wished he would. He never looked twice. Never evenâ
âY/N, right?â
His voice cut through her thoughts, smooth and low and just a little amused.
She turned too quickly, nearly knocking her books against the wall. There he was, standing just a few feet away, his expression polite, unreadableâexcept for the slight lift at the corner of his mouth. A smile. Small, but devastating.
âIâm Jungwon,â he said, like she didnât already know.
Y/N swallowed, willing her voice not to betray her. âIâI know. I mean, yes. Youâreââ She forced herself to stop talking before she started listing off everything she knew about him, including his preferred wand grip and favorite seat in the library.
Jungwon tilted his head, the faintest flicker of amusement in his eyes. âRight. Makes sense. Iâve seen you in Aldenâs class.â
âYeah,â Y/N said quickly, adjusting the books in her arms so she had something to fidget with. âI, um... I guess weâre partners now.â
âLooks like it.â He glanced at the parchment list behind her, then back down at her with an easy shrug. âNot a bad outcome, honestly.â
Y/N blinked. âOh.â
Jungwon smirked slightly, but it wasnât unkind. âIâve read your essay on potion-sigil layering. Alden used it as a sample last term for the six years.â
That stopped her completely.
âYou⊠read my essay?â
He nodded. âYeah. It was good. Better than some of the ones written by people in my year, to be honest.â He said it casually, as if complimenting her work was a normal thing. As if it didnât just send her brain into a slow spiral.
Y/N looked away, trying to hide the very real possibility that she might self-combust. âThank you. Thatâs⊠really kind.â
Jungwonâs gaze lingered on her for a second too long, but she was too busy staring at the floor to notice.
âIâll be around after dinner tonight,â he said after a moment. âLibrary, east wing. If you want to start planning the project.â
She nodded without thinking. âOkay. Yeah, I can do that.â
âCool,â he said, and then turned to goâbut paused. âBy the wayâŠâ
Y/N glanced up.
âYou surprised me,â Jungwon said, offering another of those quiet, knowing smiles. âDidnât think youâd be the type to stare down Alden for a partner request.â
âOh. That wasnâtâthat wasnât about you.â Y/N flushed immediately. âI swear I didnât know I would end up being paired with you,â
âI know,â he said, turning away again, voice drifting behind him. âThatâs what makes it more interesting.â
And just like that, he was goneâleaving Y/N standing there, heart rattling, thoughts scattered, and books slowly slipping from her grip.
They worked until the library bells chimed for curfew.
And by the end of the evening, Y/N realized something:
Yang Jungwon was far more dangerous to her heart when he wasnât being perfectâwhen he was being kind.
Just as she began gathering her notes, sliding books into her bag with careful precision, Jungwon spoke again, voice quiet but clear in the stillness between them.
âSo,â he said, âwhyâd you do it?â
Y/N blinked. âDo what?â
He leaned back slightly in his chair, arms crossed loosely. âTalk Alden into pairing Riki with Yura. That wasnât exactly a subtle move.â
A pause. Then she tilted her head, considering him. âCan you keep a secret?â she asked, a smile tugging at the edge of her lips.
Jungwonâs eyes lit with curiosity. âOnly because you asked me to.â
Y/N laughed softly, and the sound was warm, a little fragile. âRikiâalthough heâs a pain in the buttâI grew up with him. Heâs practically a second brother. And Iâve never seen him so... down bad. Like, head-over-heels, running in blind, falling-head-first.â
She shook her head fondly, her voice softening.
âSo I thought... why not? Heâs my best friend, after all.â
Jungwon didnât interrupt. He just watched her, something unreadable in his expression.
Y/N glanced at him, then looked away quickly, her cheeks pink. âAnd I think sheâs really good for him. He started trying harder in school. He doesnât skip breakfast anymore. And he just seems... brighter. With her around.â
The library seemed quieter all of a sudden, like the candles themselves were listening.
Jungwonâs voice broke the stillness, low and thoughtful. âYou pay attention.â
Y/N gave a small shrug. âSomeone has to.â
Jungwon looked at her for a long moment, like he was seeing something different nowâsomething quieter and deeper than heâd expected.
âThatâs rare,â he said finally.
Y/N looked back up, surprised by the softness in his tone.
âWhat is?â
âSomeone who does things for other people⊠without needing recognition. Without expecting anything back.â
She blinked, caught off guard by how gently he said it.
âI didnât expect that from you,â Jungwon added, lips twitching into the hint of a smile. âYou hide a lot behind all that quiet.â
Y/N ducked her head, tryingâand failingânot to smile too much.
âIâm not hiding,â she murmured.
He leaned forward just slightly. âNo?â
âIâm just... careful with where I place things. Thatâs different.â she said as she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.Â
Jungwon didnât reply. He just looked at her for a heartbeat longer than was necessaryâlong enough that her chest started to ache with the weight of itâbefore he finally stood, gathering his things.
âSame time tomorrow?â he asked casually.
Y/N nodded, her voice almost caught in her throat. âYeah. Tomorrow.â
He gave her one last look, then disappeared down the row of shelves, the flicker of candlelight casting long shadows behind him. Y/N sat still for a moment, hand resting over her notes, heart quietly racing.
âY/N!â
The sound of her name rang across the courtyard, startling her so much she fumbled the stack of books and parchment in her arms. Everything went tumbling to the ground with a muted thud, scattering across the cobblestones.
She hadnât even seen him coming.
Sheâd been too lost in thought, moving quickly through the crowd of students rushing between classesâher mind already halfway to Defense Against the Dark Arts, rehearsing incantations in her head. But now, standing amid her mess of fallen belongings, heat prickled at the back of her neck.
Of course it had to be him.
Yang Jungwon jogged the last few steps toward her, breaking away from a nearby bench where a cluster of sixth-yearsâhis usual groupâwatched with open curiosity. One of them raised a brow. Another elbowed the girl beside him.
Y/N pretended not to notice.
âSorry,â Jungwon said, crouching down to help her gather her things. âI didnât mean to startle you.â
âItâs all right,â Y/N said quickly, tucking her hair behind her ear as she reached for her potions book. âYou caught me in deep thought.â
Jungwon let out a quiet laugh, the kind that made her insides flip for absolutely no reason. âDangerous place to be.â
She tried to smile back without looking like she was dying inside. âSome days more than others.â
He handed her a neatly stacked pileâtwo of her books and the packet of homework sheâd nearly lost to the wind. She noticed he didnât give her the potions book sheâd just reached for, instead tucking it under his arm.
They both stood.
âJungwon,â Y/N said awkwardly, adjusting the pile of books in her arms. âGood afternoon.â
âGood afternoon,â he echoed back, with the faintest teasing lilt to his voice. His eyes were sharp, observant, but kind. âWhere are you off to?â
âDefense Against the Dark Arts,â she murmured, keeping her voice low.
Jungwon started walking beside her before she could object, her potions book still firmly in his grasp.
âIâd appreciate it if you handed me that,â she said softly, gesturing toward the book heâd taken.
Instead of responding, he looked over his shoulder at her and smiledâthat same irritating, charming grin that made her forget whatever coherent thought sheâd been forming. âIâll walk you.â
âOhâno, please,â Y/N stammered, quickening her pace half a step. âI donât want to interrupt your hangout with your friendsâŠâ
âYouâre not interrupting anything,â Jungwon replied, effortlessly matching her stride. âBesides, it seems like youâve got a lot to carry.â
She stared at him for a moment. He wasnât making fun of her. He didnât look like he pitied her either. Just... calm. Steady.
âThanks,â she said quietly, not quite sure what else to say.
They wove through the crowd together, a few glances trailing behind themânone of which Jungwon seemed to notice, or at least acknowledge. Y/N, on the other hand, noticed everything: how people looked at him, and then her. How they whispered. How it felt like walking beside him drew a circle around her she hadnât been expecting to step into.
As they reached the entrance of the staircase leading down to the DADA corridor, Y/N slowed her steps. âYou really didnât have to.â
âI know,â he said. Then offered the potions book with a small, mock-bow. âBut I wanted to.â
Her fingers brushed his as she took it. Just barely. Still enough.
âSee you after class?â he added, like it was obvious. Like they did this every day. âIn potions, of course,â
Y/N nodded, her voice nearly caught in her throat. âYeah. See you.â
He turned and walked off, hands in his pockets, back straightâunbothered. Confident.
Y/N stood at the top of the stairs for a second too long, heart tapping at her ribs like a nervous bird.
She hated how easy he made it feel. And how badly she wanted it to be real.
The dungeon air was cool, damp, and laced with the earthy scent of mugwort and dried kelpie root. Y/N adjusted the sleeves of her robes as she slipped into her seat, her notes already spread in a neat arc in front of her.
She didnât need to glance at the seat beside her to know he was already there. She could feel him.
Jungwon.
His posture was relaxed, but Y/N had started to notice the small thingsâhow his eyes flicked toward her when she arrived, how he shifted his seat slightly closer each time, how his voice dropped to a softer tone when he spoke just to her. Even though she noticed these things, sheâd deny it meaning anything more than just an observation.Â
"Today," Professor Alden began from the front of the room, "you'll be working in pairs to brew a base for restorative elixirs. It's simple, if you're not distracted."
There was a pause as the professor cast a quick look at Riki, whoâof courseâgrinned like he'd been waiting to be called out.
Y/N bit back a smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Riki already nudging Yura, who, surprisingly, didn't shove him off but simply rolled her eyes with something dangerously close to fondness. Y/N didn't say anything, but her heart swelled a little at the sight.
She didnât get to linger on it.
Because the next moment, Jungwon had already movedâreaching for the cauldron setup, his hands deft and sure as he started sorting ingredients into tidy piles on the worktable.
âYou donât have to do that,â Y/N said quickly, almost fumbling to reach for the chopped lavender. âYouâre the TA, not a student. I canââ
âY/N,â he said with a quiet laugh, âI donât mind. Really.â
âButââ
âI like doing this with you.â
Her heart stopped.
He didnât say it dramatically. It wasnât loud. It was just... honest. Matter-of-fact. Like he hadnât just knocked all the breath out of her with six words.
âOh,â she said. Brilliantly.
He handed her the jar of ground moonstone, and their fingers brushedâagain. He didnât pull away.
âYou always do everything alone if no one stopped you,â Jungwon added casually, sprinkling the powder with a precision that was almost unfair. âSo consider this... me stopping you.â
Y/N blinked at him.
âPolitely,â he amended with a grin.
She huffed out a soft laugh despite herself. âYouâre too smooth.â
âAnd youâre too easy to fluster,â he shot back, eyes twinkling.
âI am notââ
âYouâre turning pink right now.â
Y/N groaned, half-burying her face in the crook of her elbow. âYou are insufferable.â
âAnd yet, here I am,â he said, leaning just a little too close, voice dropping just enough to make her nerves buzz. âVoluntarily partnered with you. Willingly suffering.â
She peeked at him from behind her sleeve.
He winked.
Merlin.
They worked in a rhythm after that, easy and natural. Y/N measured the ingredients, Jungwon stirred. He reached for her notes without asking, and she let him. He double-checked the flame beneath the cauldron, adjusted it slightly, and she didnât mindânot like she usually would.
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught Riki bumping his elbow lightly against Yuraâs. She didnât look annoyed. She was smiling. And then, very quietly, she handed him the correct flask before he even asked for it.
Y/N felt a smile creep across her face.
By the end of the period, their potion was the most vibrant shade of aquamarine in the roomâtextbook perfect.
âBrilliant work, you two,â Professor Alden said, peering into their cauldron. âUnsurprising, considering.â
Jungwon accepted the compliment with a small nod, while Y/N ducked her head, heat rising to her cheeks again. As the rest of the class packed up, Jungwon remained seated, leisurely tidying their notes.
âYou know,â he said without looking up, âIâve never seen you smile as much as you have this week.â
Y/N blinked, caught off guard. âWhat?â
âYouâre always quiet. Sharp, observant. But lately...â He finally looked up. âYou seem lighter.â
She didnât know what to say to that. Not without sounding foolish. Not without giving something away.
So instead, she offered him the faintest smile. âMaybe youâre imagining things.â
Jungwonâs eyes lingered on hers, thoughtful. âI donât think I am.â
the courtyard buzzed with warm sunlight and lazy conversation, the spring air scented faintly with lilac from the enchanted hedges lining the quad.Â
Y/N didnât mean to pass by where Jungwon and his friends were sprawled across a low stone wall near the fountainâshe just happened to be walking through.
Head down. Books tucked close. Trying not to exist too loudly.
âY/N!â Jungwonâs voice rang out across the lawn like it was nothingâlike he hadnât just made her heart plummet to her knees.
She froze mid-step, then slowly turned to see him grinning at her, waving her over like they always did this.
âI was just telling them about our assignment,â he said, scooting over and patting the empty space beside him.
Y/N hesitated.
His friendsâall glossy hair, perfect posture, and lazy charmâturned to look at her like she was a riddle they didnât really want to solve. She recognized most of them by name, reputation, or whispers in the common room. They were the type of people who walked through the castle like they owned it.
People who looked like they belonged next to him.
Still, she walked over, hugging her books tightly, and perched carefully on the very edge of the stone wallâbarely sitting at all.
âHey,â she said, trying to sound casual.
One of Jungwonâs friends, a tall Slytherin boy with windswept dark hair and too-sharp eyes, raised a brow. âYouâre the Ravenclaw, right? The one who practically lives in the library?â
âSheâs partnered with Jungwon in Potions,â another chimed inâa girl with glossy nails and a voice like honey laced with something sour. âThe quiet one who never talks.â
âShe talks,â Jungwon said lightly, though there was a slight edge to his voice now.
Y/N tried to smile, but it didnât quite make it to her eyes. âOnly when I have something to say.â
âShe probably writes full essays just to say hello,â the dark-haired boy snorted. âBet she keeps a checklist for conversations.â
Y/Nâs cheeks burned. She curled in on herself just slightly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Her grip on her books tightened.
âCome on, leave her alone,â Jungwon said, voice firmer now, shoulders shifting subtly as he looked at them.
But the girl wasnât done.
âHonestly, Jungwon,â she said with a half-smile, âI didnât know you lead on the bookish and invisible type.â
That one landed.
Y/Nâs heart thudded painfully in her chest. The laugh sheâd been biting back turned to dust.
Jungwon sat up straighter, his expression sharpening. âThatâs enough.â
But Y/N was already sliding off the wall, brushing invisible dust from her robes with trembling fingers.
âI should get going,â Y/N said quickly, trying to keep her voice steady. âI have to help Riki before dinner.â
Jungwon stood like he might follow her, but she shook her head before he could speak, gaze fixed on the cobblestones.
âIâll see you tomorrow,â she added softly, already turning away.
She didnât let herself look back.
She didnât want to see the way his friends still watched her like she didnât belong. She didnât want to see if Jungwon stayed silentâif he let them. Her heart thudded dully in her chest, her steps fast and clipped as she moved across the quad, willing herself not to crumble until she was alone.
Her cheeks burned, her throat tight with humiliation.
And thatâs when she slammed into someoneâs chest.
âSorry,â she murmured instinctively, already ducking her head, about to move around themâuntil a hand gently grabbed her wrist.
âWoah there, you,â came a voice, light and familiar. âYouâre walking like youâre trying to charge through a wall.â
Riki.
Her steps halted, but she didnât meet his eyes. He was still smilingâuntil he really looked at her.
His expression shifted instantly. Gone was the teasing glint in his eyes, replaced with something softer. More serious.
âY/N?â he said, quieter now.
She didnât respond, just kept her head down, her silence loud enough to raise every alarm in him.
He turned toward his group of friends, gave a quick wave that said Iâll be back, and without waiting for her permission, gently tugged her by the wrist, leading her away from the main path and behind one of the stone pillars cloaked in creeping ivy.
âY/N,â he said again, more firmly now. âWhat happened?â
She slouched forward slightly, shoulders folding in like she could make herself smaller, invisible. It was in moments like thisâonly moments like thisâwhen Riki dropped the sarcasm and got serious. Because he knew her. He always had. Since childhood.
And she trusted him with the parts of herself she wouldnât let anyone else see.
âI feel stupid,â she muttered, voice cracking.
âCome on,â Riki said with a half-smile, trying to nudge the mood lighter, âyouâve got top marks in nearly every classââ
âNot that kind of stupid,â she interrupted, voice raw. âStupid for entertaining this stupid crush Iâve had for years.â
His brows pulled together. âOn Jungwon?â
She flinchedâjust slightly. When she looked up, wide-eyed, he scoffed gently, folding his arms.
âY/N, I know you just as well as you know me. Might I remind you.â
Her throat tightened.
âYeah,â she whispered. âOn him.â
Riki nodded, like heâd known all along. He probably had.
Y/Nâs fingers curled into the sleeves of her robes. âAnd the worst part is⊠even ifâifâhe maybe feels the same way, it doesnât matter.â
Her voice dropped to barely a whisper. âBecause I donât fit. Not into that world. Not with them.â
Riki looked at her, really lookedâat the girl standing in front of him who had always stayed quiet, always stayed good, and still somehow felt like she wasnât enough.
âYou fit where you decide to stand,â he said gently. âAnd if he doesnât make room for you in his world? Thatâs not a world worth stepping into.â
Y/N blinked hard.
âI just...â she exhaled. âIt hurts. How easy it is for everyone else. How I thoughtâmaybeâthis time itâd be different.â
Riki placed a hand on the top of her head, ruffling her hair just slightlyâjust like he used to when they were kids.
âIt is different,â he said. âBecause now, if heâs too blind to see it? Youâve got me, and Iâve got hexes Iâve been meaning to try.â
Y/N laughedâwet and shaky, but real.
âCome on now,â he added, smiling and offering her his arm. âLetâs get dinner and eat that negativity out of you.â
Dinner passed in a blur of comfort food and quiet conversation. Y/N smiled and nodded in all the right places, but her mind was elsewhereâalready building a plan, already working through what she could do about the weight in her chest that hadnât quite lifted.
Later that evening, when the Great Hall had mostly emptied, she spotted Sunghoonâa fellow Ravenclaw seventh-yearâgathering his books near the entrance.
Perfect.
âSunghoon,â she called gently, slipping toward him. âCould I ask you for a favor?â
He raised an eyebrow.
Y/N held up two sherbert lemon drops in her palm like she was making a serious deal. âI need you to pass a note to Leehan. Quietly. He sits next to Yang Jungwon in the Ravenclaw common room, right?â
Sunghoon blinked, then grinned. âYouâre bribing me with sweets.â
âTwo lemon drops and a chocolate frog if you donât read it,â she bargained, shoving the parchment into his hand.
He accepted, chuckling. âYou Ravenclaws are dangerous.â
âEfficient,â she corrected, smiling tightly.
The note was simple:
âBad stomachache â (probably the mashed potatoes) raincheck on the potions project tonight sorry!â
That was the lie.
The truth?
She needed space. Silence. Something steady beneath her hands. So instead of heading to the common room, she made her way up the winding stairs of the Astronomy Tower, lantern in one hand, parchment and books in the other.
The wind at this height was sharp, but Y/N didnât mind. The open sky had always calmed her. There was comfort in the starsâthey never asked questions. They never looked at her like she didnât belong.
She settled on the cold stone floor, tucked into the alcove near the edge of the observatory. Her lantern cast a warm glow across her parchment as she scribbled notes, diagrams, measurements. Everything for the potions project. Her quill scratched quickly, fueled by quiet determination.
She was halfway through re-calibrating an unstable ingredient ratio when she leaned back and sighed, rubbing at her temples. Her thoughts were knotted. Not just with potion theory, but with Jungwonâs laugh, his eyes, the echo of you seem lighter lately still clinging to her ribs.
And thenâ
âI didnât take you to be a liar and a rule breaker now, did I, Miss L/N?â
Her eyes shot open.
Jungwon stood in the entryway, arms crossed, brow slightly raised. He was still in his uniformâtie loosened, hair wind-tousled, prefect badge gleaming beneath the moonlight.
Y/Nâs heart lodged itself somewhere in her throat.
âHowâhow did you know Iâd be here?â
He stepped inside, letting the door creak closed behind him. âIâm a prefect,â he said, a smile ghosting across his lips. âIâve known for years you sneak up here after curfew.â
She blinked. âButââ
âI never reported you,â he added, eyes warm. âMade sure no one else did either. I figured⊠if anyone deserved a quiet place to be left alone, it was you.â
Y/N stared at him, caught completely off guard. âWhy?â
He shrugged, walking closer, careful not to startle her. âI donât know. Maybe I liked knowing something about you no one else did.â
Her stomach fluttered. He glanced down at the parchment scattered around her and lowered himself beside her without hesitation.
âYou were working on the project?â he asked softly.
She nodded. âI thought⊠if I finished most of it tonight, we could get it out of the way. Youâve got a lot on your plate already.â
Jungwon looked at her for a long moment, then pulled something from his pocketâa small bar of chocolateâand gently set it beside her parchment.
âIâm sorry,â he said.
Y/N looked up, startled. âYou donât have to apologize for your friendsââ
âIâm not,â he interrupted. âThis isnât about them.â
Her breath hitched. âThen what for?â
He shifted closer, tone quiet but full of something heavy and sincere. âFor letting you believeâeven for a secondâthat you didnât belong.â
Her heart cracked.
âI shouldâve said something,â he went on. âWhen they made you feel small. I shouldâve stopped it. But I didnât. And thatâs on me.â
âJungwon,â she said softly, unsure what to do with the ache in her chest.
âI let you think you had to prove yourself,â he added, voice tight now, eyes fixed on hers. âLike you had to work twice as hard just to meet me halfway. I never wanted that. I see you, Y/N. And youâve always belongedâeven before you knew it.â
Silence settled between them. Warm. Real. The kind that said more than words ever could.
âI always knew you came up here,â he said again, softer now. âAnd I never once thought to stop you. Maybe⊠because part of me hoped that one day, Iâd find a reason to come up here too.â
She looked down at the chocolate. âYou know, youâre forgiven,â she murmured. âBut only because of the bribe.â
Jungwon laughedâa soft, warm soundâand bumped his shoulder gently against hers.
âIâm glad I came with a bribe then,â he said softly.Â
It had been a strange few days.
Since the Astronomy Tower, Y/N hadnât quite known how to act around Jungwon. He hadnât done anything differentâstill smiled when he passed her in the corridor, still greeted her with that half-tilt of the head and soft âHi, L/Nââbut something had shifted.
She could feel it. And it terrified her.
It was a quiet afternoon in the courtyard when it happened.
She hadnât planned to be there longâjust long enough to finish annotating her Ancient Runes essay. The benches under the eastern ivy arch were rarely occupied this time of day, and the warm breeze made the castleâs stone chill a little easier to bear.
But of course, they were there.
Jungwon and his friendsâStephan, Penelope, that whole Raveclaw group who always looked like they belonged on the front of the Daily Prophetâs âMost Promisingâ edition. They were laughing about something, carefree and sunlit, and Y/N had considered turning around right then.
Except Jungwon saw her.
âY/N!â he called out. His voice was easy, warm. Too natural. âCome sit.â
She froze. His friends looked upâsome polite, some clearly surprised.
She hesitated. Then nodded once, carefully. âJust for a bit.â
She tucked herself into the end of the bench, clutching her notes like they were armor. She could feel their eyes on herâthe way Jungwon whispered something to Minji, who tried to hide a laugh.
âY/N,â Jungwon said, ignoring them entirely. âDid you finish the translation on the Veela rune sequence?â
She blinked. âUm. I⊠yeah?â
âLet me see it later?â he asked, smiling. âI trust yours more than mine.â
Someone snortedâPenelope, probably. âWow, Yang asking for help. Miraculous.â
Jungwon didnât even look at her. âSheâs brilliant. Iâd be stupid not to.â
Y/Nâs cheeks flamed. She stared at her parchment, unsure if she was allowed to smile at that.
âDidnât know you were tutoring now,â someone else muttered under their breath. âShe your new charity case, Jungwon?â
Y/Nâs breath caught.
It was barely audible, but it landed sharp in her chest. She immediately began gathering her things, panic rising in her throat.
âI shouldââ
âY/N,â Jungwon said quietly.
She paused. Didnât look up.
âY/N,â he repeated, firmer this time. âCan you stay a second?â
Something in his voice made her still.
He stood.
Just like thatâright in front of everyoneâYang Jungwon stood up from the golden pedestal of his usual people and turned to face her like there was no one else worth talking to.
âI like you,â he said, plainly.
Y/N blinked.
âWhat?â
âI like you,â he repeated, softer this time, but no less certain. âI think I have for longer than I really understood.â
A silence fell over the courtyard.
Penelopeâs whisper cut the air. âWaitâwhat?â
âI know this probably isnât the right way to say it,â Jungwon went on, eyes only on Y/N now, âbut I donât want you thinking I care what anyone else in this courtyard thinks. Or what they say.â
She stared up at him, heart beating so loudly she was sure he could hear it.
âI like that you carry two quills in case one breaks. I like that you make tea the exact same way every time, like itâs a ritual. I like that youâre quietâbut when you do talk, you mean every word.â
She laughed, breathless and pink covering her face. âYou notice all that?â
âOf course I do,â he said, smiling a little. âYouâve been elbowing your way into my brain since second year. I just didnât have the guts to do anything about it until now.â
She bit her bottom lip, eyes shining. âYouâre serious?â
He stepped a little closer, careful, like he didnât want to scare her off.
âIâm not trying to make a scene,â he murmured. âBut I want you to know Iâm not going to hide it either.â
Her voice was small. âYouâre not embarrassed?â
âOf you?â He gave a soft laugh. âY/N, Iâve been trying to impress you for weeks. You just didnât notice.â
Her cheeks burned.
His fingers brushed hers.
âLet me walk you back after this?â he asked, gently. âJust you and me.â
She hesitated. And thenâfinallyâshe nodded.
âOkay.â
His smile couldâve lit up the Great Hall.
âBrilliant.â
Behind them, the courtyard was stunned into a quiet kind of disbelief. But Y/N didnât care. Not when Jungwon reached out and took her notes from her hands like they mattered to him too.
Not when he sat beside her again, close enough that their shoulders brushed, and didnât look away once.
it had been a week since the courtyard.
A week since Jungwon, in front of his friends and half the student body, told Y/N he liked her. He was even gentler now. He walked her to classes when he could. Passed her quietly folded notes during lectures that just said things like hi, you look really pretty today or how are you feeling?Â
He asked, he listened, he gave her spaceâand then filled it, just enough, when she needed him to.
Which is how they ended up in the library on a rainy Sunday afternoon, curled into one of the hidden alcoves behind the stacks of old Astronomy texts.
Y/N sat cross-legged on the window ledge, parchment in her lap, while Jungwon sat backwards in the chair across from her, chin propped on his arms, watching her like she was far more interesting than the essay they were supposed to be working on.
âYouâre not writing anything,â she said without looking up, quill moving across the page.
âI am. Iâm writing mental poetry about the way your nose crinkles when youâre trying to sound annoyed but actually love the attention.â
Y/N looked up sharply, a laugh caught in her throat. âThat is not what I look like.â
âOh, it absolutely is,â Jungwon said with a grin. âItâs tragic, really. Iâve been hit with at least six Cupid-level curses since breakfast.â
âYouâre so dramatic,â she mumbled, cheeks pink, going back to her parchment.
There was a pause. âY/N?â
She hummed in acknowledgment.
âCan I tell you something without you thinking itâs too much?â
She glanced at him over her paper, expression softening. âOkay.â
He exhaled, rubbing the back of his neck like he was embarrassed. âI think about you. A lot. Like, in the middle of class, or when Iâm supposed to be answering Prefect reports, orââ
âJungwonââ
âWait, Iâm not done,â he said quickly. âI think about the way you talk with your hands when youâre explaining something you care about. The way you look when you're really focused. The little hum you do when you're reading and forget where you are.â
Y/N blinked, her heart doing an alarming somersault.
âAnd I know itâs only been a week since I said it out loud,â he added, âbut I think Iâve liked you for ages, and I just⊠didnât know how to tell you without sounding like a walking disaster.â
She set her quill down slowly.
âYou donât sound like a disaster,â she said softly. âYou sound like someone who⊠maybe likes me the way I used to wish you would.â
Jungwon stared at her. âUsed to?â
Her lips quirked up. âIâm trying to play hard to get. Donât ruin it.â
He laughed â actually laughed, bright and crooked and real â then got up from the chair and walked the few feet to where she sat, leaning one hand against the stone wall beside her.
âYouâre terrible at playing hard to get, by the way.â
âIâm shy,â she said, a little breathless with how close he was now. âSue me.â
He looked down at her, eyes soft. âI really want to kiss you right now.â
âYouâre not going to ask first?â
âI just did.â
She tilted her chin up. âThen I guess you should.â
So he did.
And it was slow, and careful, and warm. She clutched his sleeve, and he steadied a hand at her jaw, and neither of them moved for a long, quiet moment.
When they pulled apart, she kept her eyes closed for just a second longer.
Then, with a smile, she whispered, âAre you always going to look at me like that?â
âLike what?â
âLike I hung the stars.â
Jungwonâs reply came instantly, like heâd been holding it in, âYou are the stars.â
Y/N dropped her forehead to his chest, laughing into his robes. âYou are so down bad.â
âAnd you love it,â he said proudly, wrapping his arms around her.
She sighed, content. âUnfortunately, I really do.â
Outside, the rain kept falling. Inside, they stayed right there â wrapped in a bubble of parchment, old books, and something that felt a lot like falling in love.
NOTE: SURPRISE SHAWTYYY!! I posted. Cheers to the fourth write on this acc! And also please look up for my upcoming story, ANGOSTURA, based off of the one and only amazing Keshi, and this story was also hinting at another hogwarts au to come! let me know if you caught it!!
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i need someone to make a fic thatâs jungwonxjakexreader with jake being a sub to the other two
bc iâve seen so many vids with jake and being tied up WOW
PLEASE
âïž . , INTIMATE HORIZONS , Y.JW ! 18+
PAIRING. virgin ! jungwon Ă virgin ! afab reader. . SYNOPSIS. jungwon and you have been dating for years. despite your deep connection, the topic of sex has always been awkwardly avoided. both virgins and nervous about messing things up. but one night, you decide itâs time to take that step together. . GENRE. smut, virgins and clumsy-imperfect sex (sort of?), established relationship. . WARNING(S). virgins, clumsy and imperfect sex, kisses, boob play, nipple play, clit rubbing, first time, nsfw, mdni, mentions of premature release, protected sex, a little dirty talk (?), etc, lmk if i missed anything. . WORD COUNT. 2k.
The storm outside was a symphony of chaos, the heavy rain drumming a frenzied rhythm against the windowpanes, each droplet a tiny drumstick pounding out a primal beat that seemed to echo the fervent tempo of your heart.
You sat across from Jungwon, your breaths coming in soft, uneven gasps that mirrored the tumultuous weather outside. Your heart raced beneath the thin fabric of your blouse, and your chest rose and fell as your eyes drank in every inch of him.
SO SOAKED yang jungwon
nerdy ravenclaw!jungwon x popular slytherin!fem reader
A/N : this will be my first full fic ! I hope you enjoy <;33
SYNOPSIS: All schools have their cliques right? Right. Whether theyâre a public school in America or a Wizarding school in England, everybody has their place. You, fortunately, were the âit girlâ as some say, you could have anyone you wanted, and anyone whoâs anyone wanted you. Accept him, Yang Jungwon, the only boy youâve ever wanted since your first year, yet ironically, the only boy whoâs never wanted you.Â
EST WC: 10k
WARNINGS: SMUT (MDNI), alcohol use, unprotected sex (how silly of them!), Heeseung is a little sexually aggressive, slight slut shaming, drug use (only weed), semi- public sex, possessiveness, unrequited pinning, strangers to ???
TAGLIST (open): I will be checking all accounts for ages! ADD YOUR AGE TO YOUR BIO!!!
SO SOAKED PLAYLIST

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so, be my daisy . . @wvnrqs âĄ
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"And like the moon, we
must go through phases
of emptiness to feel
full again.
without you, late nights don't mean a thing, yeah
sunsets don't mean a thing, yeah
shining stars don't mean a thing too
let's go see the stars right now..
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(Y)OUR EXPECTED FATE â JUNGWON FF
â i always want you when iâm finally fine. â
SYNOPSIS Jungwon felt he was on the verge of uncovering the solution â how to make you stay by his side for eternity. He had always loved you, and in every lifetime, you reciprocated that love. Convincing you to become immortal with him should be straightforward, right? However, your response proved far from what he desired, as if it were destined to be just his expected fate in every lifetime.
( đïž ) THE PAIRING sorcerer!jungwon x knight-gn!reader
â + â GENRE royalty au, doomed immortal x mortal, angst, subtle amounts of fluff !
đŒ WARNINGS mentions of injuries (cuts/bruises), mentions of blood, mention of lifeless body, use of petnames
âĄâžâž WORD COUNT â 2.2K+ ( 2262 )
AUTHORâS NOTE there was this one tiktok that had a plot like this and UGH i couldnât get it out of my headâŠso you know i had to write this !! creds to that one tiktok bc i kept thinking about this all dayâŠđ€ also, part one? maybe????
â> READ PART TWO ( HIS EXPECTED FATE ) HERE !
Jungwon lingered around the entrance, waiting for you to meet him. He knew you were practicing on the training grounds, and he was worried that you might overexert yourself once again. While he admired your dedication, a deep concern always lingered, fearing that such commitment could lead to severe injuries. But, he wouldnât be surprised if you did walk out looking all rough. After all, he was used to that sight of you.
âJungwon!â As you finally approached, he heard your cheerful greeting. However, this time, something was different. Your smile remained as bright as ever, yet the cuts on your arms and face had increased, now more pronounced and bloodied. Typically, Jungwon would rush over to greet you with a smile, but this time, his heart raced for entirely different reasons.

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â« i can see you x sparks fly | y.jw
as your eternal academic rival, you and jungwon have always been at odds - that is, until he becomes the one person you want to trust your heart with in spite of it all. after all, allâs fair in love and war, no?
read the rest of the series here! (for taglist)
pairing â academic rival jungwon x reader
genre â academic rivals to dubious to lovers, hurt/comfort, academic validation craving, jungwon is readerâs sole comfort
w/c â 5.4k
warnings â slightly suggestive (theyâre adults but no nsfw yâall), reader and jungwon both have terrible coping mechanisms for stress, there is a detailed scene where y/n loses her shit in a bathroom, both are academic validation simps, theyre not enemies they just. envy each other and sometimes wanna kiss kiss fall in love, y/n has an inferiority complex and has a tendency to think jungwonâs better than her, she hates herself as much as i hate myself
a/n â to my acad validation peepsâŠlook no further! jungwon and y/nâŠtheir ways of coping with themselves are mine. i just split myself in two for them, donât come for my lonely ass lmao. for more context, look at the bottom a/n!
âdone?â
the sunâs beginning to set, its dimming rays beaming through the glass windows of the library. a quick glance at your watch tells you itâs 6.30pm, and that youâve been studying for the whole day. talk about a productive saturday.
you remove your headphones, glancing over your shoulder. you were planning on staying till the librarian shoos you out. jungwon seems to have other plans, though.
Soulmate AU
PAIRING : Jungwon x gn Reader
GENRE : soulmates, fated to be
Warning : reader has mixed feeling about this soulmate thing, they go to different schools, jungwon is a gentleman, reader is whipped for him, mention of a cut on readers wrist (not SH), swearing like once
Word Count : 1.3k (how tfđ§)
Author's Note : pinterest pushed me to write this, like i saw that bracelet photo and i had to write this. Why do my periods have to hurt me so bad, im going to kmsđ
You've always felt like an outsider, so different from people around you. You were constantly surrounded by couples, soulmates to be exact. To be honest, you found the idea of soulmates a little bit too much, too controlling as to how you had spend your life with someone you've just met.
But there was still comfort in that thought, as controlling this whole thing sounded, it still was a reassurance that there is a person who is so much suited for you that they can be called your soulmate. That no matter what at the end of the day, that person understood you better than anyone else, even if they've known you for mere hours.