Pairing: Jeon Jeongguk x International Singer!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Tipsy!Jeongguk

Word Count: 4.2k

Summary: Sometimes a bottle of wine is all you need to let yourself go and have a proper conversation with your crush, especially when language barrier is being nothing but a pain in the ass.

Warnings: Wine drunkenness? And a small comment regarding condoms lol.

A/N: I don’t know what this is tbh, but I thought it was cute. I was wine drunk when I started writing it and Guk’s wine Vlive had just come out so just bear with me, please. Also, here’s how it goes:

“English/Your language”.

«Korean».

“I don’t know, Nams…” you spoke slowly as your eyes travelled around the set, only to finally lock with Jeongguk’s unpleased ones on the other side of it. “I think something happened and he just wants me to stay away…”

“No!” Namjoon was quick to reply, causing your eyes to instinctively draw to him. “He’s just… shy” he tried to explain.

“But we used to talk so much over texts” you pointed out, not being able to help the pout already forming on your lips. “We even talked the day before I came to Seoul and everything seemed perfect, and now that we finally get to spend some time together, he plainly avoids me”.

A heavy sigh abandoned Joon’s mouth, leaning his back up against the wall behind the two of you. He knew about how much you and his maknae talked more than anyone else, for it was mostly him Jeongguk turned to whenever he had both trouble with expressing himself in your language and needed to let his feelings out, because the way you made him feel was truly something he had never experienced before.

Ever since Namjoon had contacted you for a collab a few months ago and you had obviously agreed, it was as if you and Jeongguk had been attached to the hip without even being physically together. What had started out with the two of you wanting to give each other some feedback for the song ending up being so much more.

“Try to see it from his side, Y/N. Texting is… a lot easier” he smiled weakly, “he can take his time and translate whatever he needs to, but in person he doesn’t have that. It’s hard enough for him to talk to the person he likes, just imagine how hard must it be to, on top of that, have to talk to her in a language he’s not fluent in”.

Your mouth fell slightly open, as your eyes showed a particular shine he had not seen before. And before he could even ask what had happened, you beat him to it: “The person he likes?”