part 3 from the ¿Donde es el after? series
song: El amor se ve by rawayana and servando & florentino
summary: sohee wants to show you the way life looks with you by his side
warnings: sohee says "fucking", friends to lovers!, fem reader, mention of alcohol
a/n: i love sohee. i really enjoyed writing sohee, it made me smile all the time and i will look forward to writing more fics about him !!!! i love sohee <3
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for the longest part of your friendship, sohee and you had tried to fight the stereotype that men and women can’t be friends.
but they can. you had proved it time and time again, being nothing but each other’s ride or die for years.
until that god-forsaken end-of-the-year party, a month ago.
there had been too much alcohol, too many people on the dance floor pushing you and sohee together, leaving almost no space between you. your lips met in a soft, then heated kiss as you danced, something both of you later tried to classify as a minor life event. at first.
yeah, kissing your best friend of years and not being able to stop thinking about their lips is definitely a minor life event.
you had tried to play it cool, even if you had to stop yourself from staring at sohee’s full lips for a second longer than normal. and sohee noticed, and you knew he noticed. he was just such a good guy—you knew he wanted to spare you the embarrassment.
but sohee couldn’t stop thinking about the party either. about the way your lips moved against his, how you grabbed his neck to pull him closer, how your chests pressed together as he deepened the kiss. wow. there he was, trailing off again. sigh.
he knew you two had a reputation. every time someone talked about the impossibility of a boy and a girl being friends, y/n and sohee were mentioned. even if everyone in your friend group had been expecting you two to get together, it had never crossed your mind that the day might actually come.
so you’ve been pretending as if nothing ever happened between you.
and it was killing sohee, because all he wanted was to have your lips on his forever.
he didn’t think a kiss could change him this much. he was now looking at you differently—looking at life differently, even.
water tasted crisper, ice cubes felt perfectly shaped, toast came out golden on both sides, and the right songs always seemed to play on the radio.
now he wasn’t just looking at his best friend when he looked at you; all he could see was a girl with bright eyes and the cutest smile he had ever known.
the most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes on was the same person who would fight him over a piece of bread on a normal day.
sohee tried talking to you. he wanted to have the talk. you, on the other hand, seemed to do everything in your power to avoid it.
“yes, we kissed, sohee. so what?” you muttered, angrily tapping on the keyboard in front of you, your face buried in the computer at the café. “friends kiss each other all the time. our friends always do it.” but sohee could see the expression you made every time you were embarrassed.
“besides, we were drunk, so it doesn’t count… right?” you finished as your character in the game died. you looked at him sheepishly and stretched back in your chair.
sohee sighed and shook his head, his eyes going back to his own screen as he tried to save your team. but it was no use.
you both stayed in silence for a minute as you drank your cold beverages.
a drop of your drink slipped from the corner of your mouth, and sohee wiped it away quickly with his thumb. you looked at him and smiled, scrunching your nose in embarrassment. you were always making a mess. “also, you can’t blame the alcohol on this one, y/n.” you both went back to angrily smashing the keyboards. “a kiss is a kiss, dummy. and we both wanted it.” he groaned in annoyance when your character got killed again—he now had to try to finish the level on his own.
“tsk. talking about a kiss not counting like it’s some fucking game we’re playing.” he shook his head again, and you pushed it softly, biting back a smile as you looked at him. he looked so hot when he played like that.
he managed to get your team to victory, both your characters doing a happy dance with restored lives, eight orange hearts floating above their heads.
that’s how life with you has felt since the kiss, he thought, glancing over at you as you danced in your chair to the game’s music. even when you weren’t doing anything, you were still cute.
so now he decided to make you see it. not that you didn’t already—he knew you felt the same way. you were just too proud to admit it. he wanted you to admit that your friendship had become something more.
you grabbed a handful of napkins as you walked away from the ice cream parlor, strolling down the path by the beach.
despite having twenty different flavors to choose from, sohee had picked plain vanilla. you had complained about it, but that was just how he was. and when he pouted like that… well, you had briefly wondered what it would feel like to kiss it away, and that alone had been enough to stop your teasing.
the sun was setting slowly over the water. birds flew overhead, and the salty breeze brushed against your skin. the sky stretched out in shades of orange and pink, blending softly with white clouds.
you nudged his side gently to get his attention. “look at the sky today.”
sohee’s bright eyes lifted in awe for a moment before he smiled, his eyes turning into crescent moons as he pulled his phone from his pocket and pointed the camera at you.
“what are you doing? hey, stop that.” you swatted at his phone, but he had already taken the picture. he turned the screen toward you.
it was, in very few words, the best picture ever taken of you. your expression was surprised, caught mid-reaction, but you fit perfectly into the background—the sunset at its peak, the water sparkling, and a flock of birds behind you forming the shape of a heart in the sky.
you looked at sohee. your face felt hot, your heart pounding in your chest, in your ears. he met your gaze as he slipped his phone back into his pocket, grinning.
“the birds…” you trailed off, distracted by the moles on his cheek, highlighted by the sunlight.
he hummed, licking his ice cream with a small smile, urging you to continue.
“the birds made a heart while they were flying… in your picture.” you were smiling now too.
“that’s what i see every time i’m with you, y/n.” he adjusted his cap. “i see hearts everywhere. life just feels better when i get to see your face.” he took a step closer.
“especially after the kiss.”
you shook your head, stepping closer as well. you had to admit it—everything had felt brighter, better, after tasting his lips for the first time.
you grabbed his collar and pulled him close, both of you smiling like idiots.
“you have to understand this,” sohee said, his free hand settling on your waist. “i’m about to kiss you even though you just ate something coconut-flavored. and that’s only because i love you.”
you both laughed before your lips met in a slow, deep kiss. sohee sighed into your mouth, and you pressed your chest against his. your lips moved in sync, his soft as ever as you tilted your head to deepen it. he let out a quiet sound as your tongues brushed.
your hand slipped into his hair, accidentally knocking his hat off—straight into his ice cream. both fell to the ground.
you froze mid-kiss, and sohee pulled back, glancing down at the fallen hat and melted ice cream with a sigh.
“you and your clumsy ass, damn.”
but you kissed him again, and he placed both hands on your hips, letting out a small complaint before pulling you closer anyway.
yes, this is what love looks like.
