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Troublemaker - Kim Youngjo

“And six, seven, eight. Give me one, two, and three and four...”

Sweat dripped from your forehead, but you gave your best and followed the voice of your group leader while focusing on making your moves as wide and precise as possible. The fast beat of the song made your adrenaline rush, but the moment the song ended you couldn’t help but let your body fall on the floor, just like your fellow group mates did, and sigh in relief. You were so tired; you didn’t think you could have lasted much longer on your feet.

  “Okay guys! Great job today!” You all clapped and cheered, and your leader brought two boxes full of ramyeon cups and ice cream so that you could eat something and regain some energy before leaving to the dorm.

“Woah… we looked so cool right now. I wish we could come back right now… I don’t understand why we must wait any longer, we could do the whole choreography with our eyes closed! We’ve been practicing for so long…” One of your peers complained while waiting for the food to cool down.

“I guess they are planning to release something else before our comeback, so they don’t want that to sift the focus away from our new album. I’m sure it’s for our sake, so don’t worry about it.” The leader answered.

All of you nodded in response, agreeing with those words and feeling much more relieved.

"Also! Have you guys heard about that new show where they-“

Your friend was interrupted by your manager, who suddenly entered the training room with a huge smile filling his face.

 “Hello! Did practice go well?” All of the members, including you, stretched your backs and sat properly while greeting him, “Ohh, you are eating! Please, continue doing so and don’t mind me. I just wanted to say that we have big news, so, if you could come to my office when you are done so that we can discuss that, it would be great. Now, enjoy your meal.”

“Thank you, mister.” You quickly finished the food and followed the rest of the members to the manager’s office, where he was sitting down between the main producer of the company and the CEO, who immediately stood up to greet you as he saw you coming into the room.

“Oh, you are here already, hello, hello.” He gestured towards the chairs they’d prepared for you, and all of you nervously sat down, glancing between the manager and the CEO, not knowing what to expect.

The CEO cleared his throat and kept speaking, “So… I heard the preparation for your next come back is going great! I’m proud of all of you. I’m sure by now you must be wondering why we have delayed the release of the new songs so much… That’s the reason we told you to come here. We have something to announce.” He shifted his sight to your manager, who took the floor from there.

 “Well… the thing is, we are organizing a concert where you will be able to premiere your new song, kind of like a huge live spoiler, with a special stage that will hopefully increase your popularity while arousing great expectation and buzz about the new album.”

You looked and the rest of your members, who all shared bright smiles and sights filled with hope and excitement.

“A special stage! But… what will it be like?” One of your friends asked, clapping with joy.

“We cannot tell you the details yet… But one of you will collaborate with a member from a popular boy group. This time, we can only choose one member, but we hope that does not lead no any time of jealousy or hatred between members. We promise to bring you more opportunities like this one in the future, so that every one of you can have their own special stage.”

The members all nodded and smiled, not giving much importance to it, “It’s okay, we are grateful for the opportunity, no matter who goes on the stage, we will all be cheering for them.”

“But, which boy group is it?”

This time, it was the general producer who spoke, “we can’t say it yet, since we will sign the papers tomorrow morning, but I have worked with them before, and I assure you, you won’t be disappointed.”

The manager smiled and spoke up as well, “We will also announce the person who will go on the stage tomorrow, after lunch. That was everything we wanted to tell you, so please go and rest now, and we will see each other tomorrow.”

Your friends kept trying to guess which boy group it would be on your way to the dorm, but you didn’t think much about it, although… you couldn’t help but wonder… what if the group was…? No, there’s no way… You thought, shaking your head and trying to think about something else.

Finally home, you threw yourself on your bed and picked up a box of snacks to munch on while you waited for your mates to take a shower before you could do so yourself. You were reading a news article on your phone when it buzzed on your hand, signaling that you’d received a new message.

Kim Youngjo [23:14]: hey (y/n), home already?

It was Kim Youngjo, also known as Ravn, his stage name. Ravn and you knew each other for more than six years, since you had been trainees at the same company before. He changed companies and debuted with a boy group called Oneus, which was popular all over the country, and you also changed companies less than a month after he did and managed to debut with your own group. Sadly, you didn’t hang out together anymore, due to your busy schedules and fear of the nasty comments some people might make. Still, you texted each other pretty often, and you considered him one of your closest friends.

You sent him a picture of yourself, holding a snack in front of the camera and delivering him a wink. You knew he would still be in his company building, and you liked to tease him showing how comfortable you were on your bed, enjoying snacks while he still had to train. You would never do that to anyone else, but with him, it was kind of a private joke by now. He would always respond with another picture of himself, and this time it was him showing off his recently dyed greenish hair, drenched in sweat. He looked as if he was trying to frown, to show how annoying your picture was, but his smile proved he was not mad at all.

Kim Youngjo [23:16]: We are almost done for today… I’m craving snacks now!!

You kept chatting for a bit longer, until you heard your friends calling you and had to say goodbye to him. You were really happy for him, and obviously also for yourself, since you had been able to debut in a wonderful group which was loved by many incredible people. But still, some part of you wished you had more freedom, and could meet your friend and spend as much time with him as you used to…

You took the shower you needed after a long day of hard work, and while the warm drops of water ran down your skin and soothed your sore muscles, a wild thought came to your mind. It would be wonderful… if someday I had the opportunity to share the stage with him…

The next day started just like any other. You went to the main building, where you trained for hours until you had your lunch break and then went back to training. However, as you were on your way back to the dancing room, you heard your manager calling out your name.

“(y/n)! Did you eat already?” He rushed towards you, and you stopped walking and bowed at him politely.

“Yes sir! I was on my way back to practice.”

“Great! Follow me, please, I need to talk to you.” He turned his back at you and walked into his office, and you followed his instructions.

You felt your insides turn, even though you couldn’t think of anything that you’d done wrong. But if it wasn’t because of that, why would he be calling you to his office? Did he want you to advise him on which member to choose for the special stage? That might be it… If he asks me, I should go for our leader, shouldn’t I? they have worked so hard for this comeback… but what about our main dancer? I should ask him first if he’s looking for a dancer or a singer… Or could it be our rapper?

“…so after he comes you will have to start practicing the song together, but I know you will learn the choreography very fast, so it won’t be a problem. Ehm… (y/n)? Are you listening to me?”

You had zoomed out, so you had no idea what he was talking about, “Sorry, mister! I zoomed out for a moment… Could you… repeat that?”

He sighed and shook his head, rolling his eyes as he did so, “I swear young people nowadays never have their head where it should be. I said you were chosen for the stage, so take your things and wait for the other idol so that you can go to the practice room together.”

“I was… what? The special stage? Wait…” You kept stuttering and mumbling, trying to make sense of what he’d told you.

A knock was heard on the door, and a producer from the company came in, “Mister, could I talk to you for a moment? We need your opinion on this new idea…”

“Yeah, sure! We just finished here. (y/n), thank you for your time, he will be here very soon, so don’t worry, you have a lot of time to practice together. Okay sir, let me hear that idea…”

You left the room, confused about what just happened, and decided to head to the restroom before doing anything else. Once you’d finished there and had splashed cold water on your face, which made you feel a bit more confident about the whole thing, you went back to the lobby, where you ran into a familiar person.

You froze, looking at the boy who stood in front of you, taking in his dark brown eyes and the green spikes that covered his bangs.

“Young… Youngjo? What the hell are you doing here?!” Your old friend expression changed into a surprised one and his huge smile made him squint his eyes.

“(y/n)! I wanted to give you a surprise, that’s what I didn’t tell you I was coming to your company!” He laughed and pulled you into his arms, “It’s so good to see you again!”

You let your hands rest on his back and let yourself enjoy his embrace for a moment, “I missed you, Ravn”

He laughed, not used to you calling him by his stage name.

“So, which one’s the way to the practice room?”

“The… the practice room?”

“Of course! We have a stage to prepare for, don’t we?”

A thousand thoughts crossed your mind at that moment. You pushed him away with shock and looked straight into his eyes, “Are you… are we doing the stage together?”

“What? You don’t want to? I already practiced my part of the choreography… and I feel confident to say anyone would like to take your spot.” He smirked and rested his hands on your hips, “But I want you to be the one. Let’s make trouble together.”

You both ran into the practice room, laughing and dancing around. You flashed your hips at him while he showed you his part and sang the chorus of the song. And at that moment, you realized, that was all you’d ever wanted.

The day of the performance, the crowd went crazy. You had great chemistry, and it showed. Youngjo and you danced in perfect synchronization, his hands resting on your boding as if that was where they belonged. Every time his face was in front of yours, he would wink at you, and there was no trace of awkwardness, since you felt the most comfortable around each other. The fans went crazy when your hands travelled down his torso, and then again when he had his solo dance break, which you observed with pride. The song came to an end, and Youngjo took your hands into his and gave you the most heart-warming smile you’d ever seen. It had been a total success, and everyone loved it so much, they kept asking for more.

You’d thought you would never be able to go on the stage with him. But there you were, and, you had to admit, you were a killing duo.

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This was request by @stray670​ with prompt number 8. “Holy shit you’re freezing, let’s go get you warmed up”! Thank you so much for requesting! Our requests are still open! The groups we write for are in our bio and we hope you enjoy this scenario!

           “Where is she? She was supposed to be here half an hour ago” you checked your messages again, hoping that your friend had sent you one, but she hadn’t even read the ones you had sent her before. You put your phone back in your bag and blew on your ice-cold hands. It was almost December, the temperature was already reaching negative degrees, and you couldn’t stop shivering because of it.

             You tried to jump on your feet and hide your hands under your armpits in an attempt of making them a bit warmer, but it didn’t help much. Letting out a sigh that turned into steam in front of your eyes, you wondered if it wouldn’t be better to go back home. “It’s so cold… at it seems like she completely forgot that we were supposed to meet…”.

Cao Yuchen // ‘OMG They were quarantined together’ AU

It was a bright warm day in March, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Your stomach growled, asking you for food, so you tried to finish your report as fast as possible and run to the interns’ coordinator’s office. He always gave you the longest tasks, since you were the one with a better understanding of English among the interns. 

When you decided to spend a year gaining working experience abroad, you thought it would be the complete opposite, and that they would be a bit less demanding regarding your situation, but it didn’t turn out that way. Nevertheless, you couldn’t believe how lucky you were… one of the biggest entertainment companies in China had approved your application, and you were surrounded by the best professionals in your field, so you were really happy and thankful for the opportunity.

Your superior greeted you with a smile and glanced at the report with approval. 

“(Y/N)! You always hand in the best work, thank you! You haven’t eaten yet, right? Go ahead, join the other interns, you can finish the rest after your meal.”

“Thank you, mister.” You left the room with a bow and walked to the canteen, where your fellow interns where already enjoying the menu of the day.

“Oh! (Y/N)! Are you finally done with the report?” your friend Yifei mumbled, gulping down a big scoop of rice. 

“Don’t do that, Yifei, you are going to choke!” the boy sitting next to her, Jiyang, exclaimed, while giving her a look of disapprovement.

    Yifei smacked the back of his head, making him drop his chopsticks and open his mouth to complain about her. You always spent your meal break with these two dorks, and you couldn’t help but find funny how they would keep teasing each other. However, after you finally sat down beside them with your tray full of food, Jiyang’s attention quickly shifted to you, and he began asking you about your day while trying to share some of his food with you and laughing at things you said he found funny for no reason at all.

    You had to admit, the way he acted towards you was kind of cute, and any other girl would probably fall helplessly to his charms. He was really considerate, always worrying about your health and mood. This was obvious, and you weren’t the only one who had noticed; Yifei usually teased you on your way back home, and you knew what the giggles and looks of other workers at the corporation meant. But you only felt pity for the boy, nothing more. You were a busy girl, making a big effort to live and learn as much as possible in this foreign country, you were too busy to even think about going out with a boy!

    You tried to turn him down as politely as you could, and you finished your meal and rushed towards your office, thinking about the big amount of papers you still had to fill before finally leaving the place.

    As lost as you were in your thoughts, you didn’t notice the person running towards the elevator you had stepped in, until the doors were about to close and their arm stretched out trying to avoid it. 

    “Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” you blurted, pushing quickly the button that would prevent the doors from closing, while you kept apologising to the person, “I didn’t see you coming! I zoned out and… Did you get hurt?” You finally looked up, and left out a sigh of relief as you recognised the boy standing in front of you: Cao Yuchen, an artist under the company, who you’d met on your first week there, “Oh! Cao Yuchen! I was so worried… I thought I’d hurt one of my superiors.”

    “Hey, (Y/N), did you forget that I’m also your superior here?” the young man looked at you with a frown between his brows, “I think one of my ligaments teared, ouch!” his face turned into one of someone in pain, and he held his arm carefully trying not to apply too much pressure onto it. 

    “Wh… what?? Does it really hurt that much? Let me see” you tried to reach his arm but he turned away, hiding his face and his arm from you.

    “Ahh… I think they will have to cut my arm off”

You froze for a moment, feeling the panic rise, but then noticed his shoulders shivering and heard a quiet giggle, signals that he was just acting and wasn’t actually feeling any pain at all.

“Hey Cao Yuchen! Don’t mess up with me, you bastard!” you threw your hands at him and punched him repeatedly on his arm, “Teared ligament, yeah sure, I can’t believe I almost fell for it”

By then, Yuchen was already laughing out loud. He rested his hands on your shoulders, trying to push you away from him.

“You totally fell for it,” another laugh came out from his lips as he continued speaking, “Ah, (Y/N), don’t you think my acting skills just keep improving each day? That was great, not going to lie.”

“I can’t stand you, I swear”

“Hey, be more respectful, I am older than you and also in a higher position here, so be polite” his mocking tone didn’t match the seriousness that filled his expression again. He was really good at controlling his facial expressions, you had to give him that.

“Okay, mister, I’m sorry. But don’t make fun of me ever again, or do I have to remind you that you still owe me?”

“Ugh… do you already know what you want me to do so that we’re even? I am tired of being indebted to you.”

“No, sorry, I still have to think about it for a bit longer.”

The elevator doors opened and Yuchen stepped out of it. “Okay, (Y/N), but don’t take too long or you’ll miss the chance. Bye now!” 

You looked at the boy walking away while the doors closed again and the elevator resumed his way up. Your mind forgot about the incident and went back to your tasks as soon as you arrived the floor your office was in. You stretched your limbs, knowing you would have to sit on your desk for at least six more hours before you could leave. 

    A few hours later, you were finally done with all of the paperwork, and it was almost time for the working hours to end. You walked around the lobby, waiting for Yifei, who you always walked home with. Not much longer after that, you saw your friend saying goodbye to a coworker and making her way to you.

    “(Y/N), I’m so tired… let’s hurry up, I have to stop at the convenience store before heading home.”

    “I should buy a few things too… I think I ran out of bread.”

    “Ah! I almost forgot,” Yifei’s eyes lit up as she said that, “I ran across Cao Yuchen when I was going to the restroom earlier today, that boy gets more handsome every day, I swear!”

    “Why do you like him so much,” you rolled your eyes, remembering what had happened in the elevator, “he’s just like any other Chinese actor these days.”

    “He’s way more friendly than any other actor I’ve met, and I’ve worked at four different entertainment companies, so I would know! Anyway, aren’t you friends with him or something? Wasn’t he the one you had to help that day?”

    “Well… I’d say we are rather acquaintances. I helped him and now he owes me one, but that’s it. I don’t really see him that often.” You shrugged.    “That’s because you are always busy! You don’t even hang out with me,” you friend pointed at you, in a blaming way, “Next week the spring sale will start, and we are going to go shopping together, no excuses allowed”.    “Okay, okay, we will.” You arrived at the street where you had to part ways, so you hugged before saying goodbye to each other and walked away, speeding up your pace to arrive as soon as possible. There was nothing else you longed for more than your bed.

thank you for requesting! I think I went a bit overboard with this, but I just couldn’t help it! it really inspired me a lot! It also came out much cornier than I expected it to, but I guess that’s just my inner kdrama lover, who can’t contain herself when it comes to these types of clichés.

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The highschool bell rang, indicating that the classes had finished and you all could go home. When you were saying goodbye to your friends Keonhee and Hwanwoong, one of them noticed something.

—Hey (y/n)! —Hwanwoong was pointing at your shoulders with a confused face— don’t you think you’re missing something?

—What? —you looked around, thinking that he was talking about someone walking by— what do you mean, Hwanwoong?

Keonhee suddenly realized what Hwanwoong was talking about and started laughing.

—No (y/n), not around you! —he took a second to breath and continued talking— your backpack! It’s missing.

—My… MY BACKPACK !! —you got a strong feeling of déjà vu as it wasn’t the first time that something like that had happened. You quickly waved at your friends and walked at a face pace in the direction of the main building, crossing your fingers and wishing that the teacher hadn’t locked the door of the class. When you were walking up the stairs, you heard someone calling your name and turned around only to find Harin standing by the end of the stairs smiling at you and holding your bag up in the air.

A huge smile formed on your face and you let out a sigh of relief.

—Did you lose this, hermanita? —you looked at him with annoyance and bumped his arm.

—I didn’t lose it, Bubba, I just f o r g o t it.

—Okay okay, whatever. I found it so now you owe me. You should buy me an iced coffee in the store next to the school, just saying. I will be a gentleman and walk you home today.

—Okay, jeez, but don’t pretend you are being a gentleman, you literally live two blocks away from me.

—True, but also rude. Let’s go.

You had known Harin since you were one-year-old. Your mothers took you both to the same park in the neighborhood, and you had always played together. Then, you went together to primary school and even shared your swimming classes and joined the basketball after school club together when you were 10. When you were four years old, Harin would tell the kids at school that you were his girlfriend, and you still had a letter that he had written you on Valentine’s day when you were 6. Nevertheless, that had only been a children’s game, and things had changed a lot since then. Harin came up with the nickname “hermanita” at your Spanish class of eighth grade. It literally meant “sister”, and you never minded him calling you that, until your 14th birthday, when your fluttering heart made you realise that you were, indeed, very into him.

Since then, every time he called you his sister it felt like a cold breeze, and you had asked him to stop but couldn’t come up with a reason when he asked why. You were very stubborn, and even though you were open-minded for most things, you still thought that he should be the one to confess his love, not you, so you would never tell him that you didn’t want him to call you “sister” because you wanted him to call you “lover”.

As naïve as it may sound, you had a bit of hope; he had gone out with a couple of girls over the course of highschool, and it never lasted long. Harin would always complain of how clingy ad boring those girls were, not like you, who he always enjoyed to hang around with. When you asked him why he said yes to those girls if they were not his type, he would answer that he was waiting for the right girl to ask him out, but knew that It would take long so he tried to distract himself, and he also found it hard to reject them. You threw him a fit after he said that, because you thought it was very disrespectful for the girls, and he hadn’t dated anyone since then.

You told yourself you would just wait and try to give him small clues so he knew what was going on. Or at least that was before the day of the backpack incident, when everything changed.

—I think I’ve found her —Harin and you were walking down the street that led to your houses, and he told you this without looking into your eyes.

—Her? Her who? —you felt the mood change, but didn’t really understand why. Harin kept avoiding your eyes.

—Do you remember when I told you… I was waiting for the right girl?

—… yes?

You felt your mouth dry up and your heart beat faster and faster, was this happening for real?

—I went to a party last Saturday… and I met this girl called Lauren.

With nothing to say, you nodded and looked at the ground. Suddenly you noticed how childish you had been, thinking that all this time, you still had a chance of being that girl he had been waiting for.

—We just… we really clicked. It was like… I don’t know… she was really nice you know?

—Was she? That’s great —you were almost in front of your house— you know what? I have a lot of things to do for tomorrow, so I’ll leave first. —you gave him a quick smile, acting like nothing had happened, and walked away, but first you turned around and finally looked into his eyes— don’t you dare come after me in a couple of days complaining about her and asking for my support.

Harin looked a bit confused, since he really thought you would feel happy for him.

—I… won’t…

You shook your head and went inside. Without even greeting your father, who was cooking something in the kitchen, you went straight into your room and lay down on your bed. You tried to get rid of the frustration by shouting with your face pressed against your pillow, but it only made your disappointment grow. Did he really not see it? You were the one who had always been there for him, you were the one he had the most fun with, you two had cried, laughed, shouted and screamed together. You understood him as nobody else did, and he knew everything about you too; and the most important thing was, he knew it all and still he would always be by your side! In the best and worst moments, when you were totally wrong and made stupid decisions, when life had seemed to be just a big black hole: it had always been fine after all, because he was there to go through it all with you. And it was the same the other way around, you had always been there for him. So what was the problem? Did he just not find you attractive? But he had told you many times how pretty you were, and how only good guys deserved to be with you. Did he not consider himself good enough?

Your mind felt heavier and heavier, as a thousand thoughts crossed it at the same time. If he really saw the perfect girl in Lauren, then you would lose him forever. The tragedy of that thought made you cringe and feel like a teenager in a TV show. No. There had to be something you could do about it.

You took your phone and texted another one of your best friends, Giwook.

“my dear friend Giwook, I am feeling so lost in the middle of this sea, I don’t see any island in the skyline, I don’t see the sunlight, I only see sadness and despair”

“(y/n) dude are you okay”

“GIWOOK I JUST TOLD YOU I AM LOST HOW AM I OKAY”

“are you sure you didn’t eat anything rotten today”

“Giwook.”

“(y/n).”

“I am heartbroken”

Less than two seconds passed since the message was sent, but Giwook was already calling you.

—YOU ARE WHAT

—Oh my god Giwook, calm down, you are too nosy, seriously

—Tell me everything. Now.

—Okay so I’ve had the hugest crush on a boy for the last two years. And today… he told me that he has found his soulmate. What should I do Giwook

—Did Harin tell you about Lauren?

—…

—I swear, he doesn’t shut up about her, he’s so annoying

—Giwook you are making it worst

—SORRY. Okay. Listen here, not everything is lost

—Wait how did you know it was Harin

—I didn’t, I just guessed. DO YOU LIKE HARIN??

—Am I seriously so bad at sending him hints??

—Yes

—Does this mean he will never like me and we will never be together?

—No. I actually think it can perfectly work. The thing is, he doesn’t see you that way, because you have always been like a sister to him, and you have never actually dated another boy before, so he doesn’t want to go further with you. I mean, he probably thinks that, since you never date boys, he doesn’t have any opponents who are trying to take you from his side, so he is content with the current situation.

—Right

—SO the perfect way of making him change his mind is… faking a relationship

—sur- what?

—You heard me right. I think if you fake having a boyfriend, you will automatically look desirable and in danger of being taken away from him, so he will fight for you and try to gain you back.

—Do you really think so?

—Yes. And I have the perfect candidate. Dongmyeong still owes me a couple of things, so he will be very happy to help. Also, he wanted to prove his brother that he could get a girlfriend before Christmas, so this will be the perfect opportunity

—How am I going to act like Dongmyeong is my boyfriend?? He is like my son!

—You just have to hold hands and say things like “hey smooshypooshypie, do you want to eat cake with me later?”

—SHUT UP I’M SNEEZING BECAUSE OF THE CRINGE

—Hahahahaha, but it’s a good idea!

—Okay sure. Let’s try it out

—Yes! I can’t wait to see Harin’s face when he sees you with Dongmyeong.

As soon as you hung up, you regretted telling Giwook that it was a good idea. You had watched many movies where the girl tried to make the boy jealous so that he would fall for her, but you didn’t actually believe that it would work in real life. Moreover, what would you tell Harin afterwards? Were you supposed to “break up” with Dongmyeong?

As much as you wanted to go back time and make up your mind, it was already too late, and the next day just before classes started Dongmyeong texted you.

“Hi (y/n), Giwook told me about your secret plan”

“ahhhh Dongmyeong, listen, I won’t be mad at you if you don’t want to do this. I understand it, it’s okay. I will accept that Harin has another girl in his life, it’s not such a big deal”

“What do you mean not such a big deal, when I met you last year I thought you were dating! And I was so disappointed when Giwook told me you were just childhood friends… I’ve always expected one of you to speak up their feelings to the other”

“What feelings… Harin doesn’t have feelings for me Dongmyeong…”

“Yeah, whatever you say, stop being a drama queen. You have nothing to lose, anyway, so let’s just try it and see how it goes. You can always break up with me if it doesn’t go well… or, who knows, maybe we two will fall in love *wink*”

“eEWw. All right, I’ll stop complaining”

“Good”

“So let’s make it official”

“I’ll see you after class, babygirl”

“Don’t ever call me babygirl again Dongdongie”.

As promised, you met Dongmyeong in your 30-minute break and after a bit of chitchat and a few awkward breaks, you both decided it was time to tell the rest of your friends the news. You usually chilled by the bleachers with Giwook, Harin and two other friends, Yonghoon and Kanghyun, so there you went. As you approached the group next to your brand new not-fake-at-all boyfriend, you saw Harin turning around and lifting his arm to wave at you, but he immediately froze as he saw Dongmyeong taking your hand into his and giving you a quick peck on your cheek. You tried not to show any reaction, even though you were not expecting that, and just gave Dongmyeong a quick confused look, only to receive a wink back.

Giwook was the next one to notice you, and he greeted you joyfully.

—(y/n)! Dongmyeong! Hi!

The rest of them also said hi and told you about the last gossip that was going around. Harin kept looking at you and your interwined hands, but he wouldn’t say anything. Finally, Yonghoon noticed that too and interrupted Kanghyun in the middle of a sentence to ask you what was going on.

—Ehm… Guys… Dongmyeong and I are going out together.

Kanghyun looked at Giwook, surprised, and Yonghoon asked you to repeat that again. At first they didn’t get it, since you two were two very different people, but they quickly just congratulated both of you and changed the topic to a different one. However, Harin didn’t said anything at all.

The break ended, and you parted ways to go to your class. You met Hwanwoong there, who you shared the most of your classes with, and he asked you if the gossip that was going around about you and Dongmyeong was true, to which you replied that yes, it was.

That day, Dongmyeong walked you home, and even though you didn’t really need to fake it outside of school, you took the opportunity to get to know Dongmyeong a little bit better, and that way you got much more comfortable with each other (you were good friends before, but he was the last one who had joined your group of friends, so there were many things that you still didn’t know about him). You ended up lying again on your bed, but this time you were happy (you had been laughing for almost the whole way home) and, you couldn’t deny it, more hopeful than before, because you had noticed that Harin didn’t seem really happy since you had told them that you two were going out.

Nothing changed for the next week. You would go to school, walk around holding hands with Donmyeong and then go back home. But one day, while you were in your room after school writing down the chapters that you had to prepare for the following week, your phone lit up with a new message from Harin.

“(y/n), are you home?”

“yes! What is it?”

“Come down”

You looked at your screen, trying not to freak out. Was he already there? What did he mean come down?

You stood up and run towards the window, from where you could clearly see the silhouette of a boy next to your front door. He was there. With no time to waste, you looked into the mirror and tried to fix your hair as fast as you could, took a jacket and put on your shoes, and you were out of your room.

While walking down the stairs, you kept thinking about what you would tell him, wondering if he really was there for what you were thinking he was there for. He had never done something like that before, he would always text you first or just simply walk into your house, so it felt weird having him waiting for you outside like that. Taking a big breath, you opened the front door and walked outside.

—Hi, Harin.

You felt your shoulders drop and your heart ache when you looked into his face. He looked torn apart, more tired than you had ever seen him before.

—Harin, are you okay?? Was it Lauren? Did she do something to you? Just tell me and I’ll go and kick her ass.

—No, (y/n), it’s not about Lauren. We didn’t even go out, she had another boyfriend.

—Oh… is that it, then? Are you heartbroken?

—(y/n), I… I need to tell you this clearly. I don’t like seeing you with Dongmyeong.

—Wh… what…

—Ever since you told us you were his girlfriend… I just can’t stand it! Are you doing this to torture me? Because I know you too well, and I can’t believe you really are the couple you say you are

—Harin… why would I go out with Dongmyeong just to torture you?

—Are you blind? —Without noticing it, your voices have become louder and louder, so by this moment Harin was next to shouting. He took a second you collect himself and continued speaking— I just can’t understand how you could just… why would you go out with him having me by your side? Can’t you see that I’ve been waiting for you this whole time?

You couldn’t feel your face, or anything else. You had to remind yourself to keep breathing, to blink, to gulp.

—(y/n), the only reason I never told you about my feeling was because I thought you didn’t want a boyfriend, and I didn’t want to destroy the friendship that we’ve always had. But I thought it was clear that you are the person a care about the most in the world, and I never thought you would go out with another boy and leave me looking from the outside like this.

—How… how dare you say that, Harin? How do you think I felt every time you had a new girlfriend? How do you think the word “hermanita made me feel everytime it scaped you’re your lips”? How do you think I felt the moment you told me about Lauren? Why do you think I asked Dongmyeong to help me?

—So it was not true? You really did it to hurt me?

—Harin I didn’t do it to hurt you, I did it so you would finally notice me

You stared to each other’s eyes and Harin let a sigh out while he scratched his head.

—(y/n), there was no need to do that because I only have eyes for you

—Well, that’s not what it seemed, besides, it really worked. Would you have told me all of this if I hadn’t done it?

Again, none of you seemed to find the right words, and it took you by surprise when he suddenly took your hip between his arms and pulled you into his chest.

—(y/n), why didn’t you tell me that you liked me?

—Aren’t you a gentleman? Do you really know me as well as you say you do? How could I ever ask someone else out?

—But still… You should have said something.

You felt your cheeks burn, and your heart beat incredibly fast, as you said the words you never thought you would be able to say out loud.

—Harin, I like you. I’ve liked you for two years now. I like you, please stop thinking of me as your sister, I don’t want to be your sister.

With a smile flourishing in his face, Harin gave you a naughty look and spoke up half-jockingly.

—What do you want to be, then?

—Harin I already told you how I feel. I’m not saying that.

—What? You don’t want to be my girlfriend?

For a moment, you felt like a kid again and felt your eyes light up as you heard those words come out of his mouth.

—Harin! That’s not a proper way of asking a lady!

—Okay, jeez, okay.

He freed you from his hug and took your hands in his.

—(y/n)… do you want to be my girlfriend?

With the biggest smile on your face, you looked at him and finally let out the sigh of relief that you’d been keeping inside for too long.

Cao Yuchen // ‘OMG They were quarantined together’ AU

“(y/n)! How dare you hang up on me like that!!” 

You had just opened the front door of the company building and was trying to hold it still while dragging your bit suitcase and bag inside, when you heard the voice of your friend Yifei calling you from the other end of the lobby, and the sound of someone running towards you.

“(y/n), I’m so mad I could make a scene right here right now, do you know how worried you made me? I couldn’t sleep last night, thinking about how things turned out… please tell me you are not going to sleep over at Yuchen’s.”

You let out a groan when the box of succulents you were holding almost fell down when your suitcase hit the door and made you lose your balance, “Yi.. Yifei, please, we can talk about this later but can you lend me a hand for a moment?” A pair of businessmen walked beside you and gave you a nasty look: you were trying to stand still, holding paper and boxes with your arms while trying to lift the suitcase with your foot, which also held the handle of your bag. You felt like crawling into a hole and hiding.

    Yifei stopped complaining and held the door for you while you pulled yourself together, and then both of you took all of your baggage and placed it next to your office desk, where it would rest until the time you’d leave work.

    Feeling like the worst part of the day was already over, you sat down and thanked Yifei, who, even though she had been looking at you with a gaze that kills during the whole process, had done most of the job at moving the heavy boxes and suitcase.

    “All set. Can we talk about why I should let my friend sleep over a stranger’s house now? Because I know the answer to that question: I shouldn’t” Yifei sat down abruptly next to you and handed you a can of to-go coffee from the vending machine.

    “Yifei… I know it all sounds like a terrible idea, but please… just loosen up a bit. Yuchen is not a stranger” The cold surface of the can made you get goose bumps, and you let it rest on your lap for a minute, enjoying the sensation. Feeling that coldness felt like the only real thing at that moment, everything else was so messed up...

    “Oh yeah, not a stranger at all, I almost forgot about the ‘I’d say we are rather acquaintances. I helped him and now he owes me one, but that’s it’ thing… And how can your landlord just send you an email and expect all of you to receive and read it?! she should have made sure everyone was notified!!”

    “There’s no way of changing that now… at least it’s thursday, so I will have the whole weekend to look for a new apartment. If I start looking for ads between today and tomorrow, I may have something by Saturday, and I will be able to move between Saturday and Sunday. It’s going to be fine.”

    “(y/n), promise me you will call me if anything bad happens… even the smallest and seemingly irrelevant thing…” Your friend looked directly at you, and held your hands between hers.

    “I promise…”

    “Send me photos of the house and the dog when you are there, and send me a text every time you go to sleep and wake up!” You smiled at the way your friend was behaving, you had never imagined Yifei would be that type of person, “Actually, I have a better idea… I will go and pick you up in the morning so we can come to work together! I’ve always wanted to see Yuchen’s house by myself, and, come on, who wouldn’t want to see a man like him in the morning, that makes anyone’s day!” She kept talking, and you felt like the luckiest girl for having such a great friend, so you pulled her into a hug and rested your head on her shoulder.

    “Thank you, Yifei”

    She sighed and hugged you closer “Please, don’t mention it… this is what friends are for, dumbass. Now, let’s start working, or else your workaholic brain and our dear superior are going to start shouting at us, and we don’t want that, do we, now?” You laughed, feeling much better than before, and agreed with her, although there was nothing you wanted to do less in that moment than write the reports and sign the documents that awaited you on your desk.

Cao Yuchen // ‘OMG They were quarantined together’ AU

Neither of you talked much on your way to the house. You spent some time at first trying to come up with something to talk about, but then decided he could be the one to speak up. After all, you were the one having the hard time, so you would rather relax and stop worrying about the silence inside the car. He did start some smalltalk, but it died as soon as it started. It was okay, though, because silence didn’t bother either of you that much.

You finally arrived to Yuchen’s house, and, after moving everything to the room you were going to stay in, Yuchen decided to order some food from a restaurant nearby. While he called the restaurant, you walked around the house, getting used to the glossy floors and tall walls and making mental notes about where each bathroom and toilet was. There were way too many rooms for a boy who lived alone, but it was quite funny to realise that every room had a purpose after all: Yuchen slept in one of them, his dog in another one, then there was one were he could exercise, one where he could relax and watch TV, another one for gaming, and then one which was basketball themed, where you would sleep for a few days, Hopefully only one or two.

Yuchen’s dog had greeted you happily right after you entered the house. When you went back to the living room, he was lying down, waiting for someone to scratch his belly. Happily, you kneeled down and played with him. You had a soft spot for dogs as cute as that one, you loved tickling and petting them. You played with the dog for a while, and then Yuchen came back with the food and you sat down to have dinner together. The food was warm, right out of the stove, and you could hear your stomach growling when you saw the steam coming out of it in front of you. It smelled delicious. Yuchen’s stomach growled too, which made you chuckle, he was a real person after all… Usually people would think of famous actors and singers as perfect objects, but they were made from flesh and bones, just like yourself. Even though the house was huge and the car was really expensive, you could tell Yuchen lived like any other person you knew. He bought expensive food for his dog, but he ate regular food from a restaurant that you also liked to visit. His clothes were really nice when he went out, because he had to wear what the companies gave him to promote them, but inside he would wear a regular old sweater and black simple pants. His house was comfortably messy and wet dishes rested beside the sink in the kitchen. It was nice. You thought you would feel out of place, but the truth was, you could see yourself getting used to living in a place like that. I could, but I won’t, because I’m only staying here until I find another place You reminded yourself.

we agree, anon ! we’d absolutely love to see him !!