pairing : jo, woo-chan. — allday project.
synopsis : after years of friendship filled with happiness, conflicts, and countless reconciling towards each other— you finally acknowledge what you really felt towards your long-time childhood bestfriend, woochan.
content : fluff theme, cussing, confessions, friends to *** troupe, just pure cheesy stuff. :>
note : greetings to whoever is seeing this post ! this is my first attempt in writing sfw content, so feel free to give any feedback ! i haven’t seen any fics about this man on this app, so i knew i had to take matters into my own hands. T—T anyway, if you’d like to see my other contents (nsfw), please take a look here : @mailedlove :) so sorry if this was kind of long. 😭 i always get carried away when writing stuff. NOT PROOFREAD !
hearts, comments, and reblogs are all appreciated. <3
the sun’s rays spilled through the window of your classroom, warmly glowing as if reaching straight towards you. you sat near the glass window, thus you can feel the slight heat piercing your body. outside the room, the hongik university rested in a chaos—like ambiance. the campus were full of students left and right, with laughter filling the air.
the sound of loud guitar strings hummed in your ears, making you jolt out of your sleeping position, as well as interrupting your nap. you just slept during lunch break since you didn’t feel like moving out of your seat or going to the cafeteria to eat. the food was slightly ass anyway, due to your preference being different than others. as you pry your eyes open, you can see a figure in front of you. menacing. an annoying one.
“heyyyy, snot headd ! why didn’t you go out during lunch break? i was waiting for you there, you know~ wake up~ let’s go to the libraryyy~”
the off-key singing voice that you heard was no other than your bestfriend, jo woochan. he was holding a guitar in his hands, strumming it harshly as if he’s trying to serenade you— no, rather trying to make your ears bleed. gosh, this boy again, you thought to yourself. he has been your friend since you were a kid and he hasn’t left your side ever since. from hardships to accomplishments in your life, he was always there for you, cheering and praising. you can vividly remember the most significant moment you both had when you were little.
you were a young girl, always isolated from others. being an outcast became your speciality which was due to your physical appearance and your mental being as well. you were introverted, skinny, and quiet— all of your traits that paved way into making you an easy target to get picked on. on the other hand, woochan was social, skinny, but bright. he had better chances with making friends due to his friendly demeanor.
you looked over to the clock placed on the wall above you, ticking and ticking. ten more minutes and then i can go home, you thought. it was almost the end of the class and you were just patiently waiting for the teacher to dismiss it. in such a young age, you were already aware that you were treated differently from others, leading you to isolate yourself even more rather than attempt to make allies.
ten minutes finally passed, making you get out of your seat quickly and run for the door. you hated going to school as much as you hated going home, but staying in your house was much better than having to suffer in a room with bullies anyway. as you walked towards the line of kids your age, your foot caught against another’s by mistake.
the sudden contact made you stumble forward and drop open the pencil case you were holding on your chest. your school supplies fell to the floor and you could only sigh before bending down and reaching for them. a boy then rushed ahead, slipping beside you.
“i’m s-so sorry! i was tryin’ to c-cut in line an’ i didn’t see you..”
the boy explained, also bending down to pick up the fallen items. you can hear the guilt in his voice, something that you didn’t hear in your bullies’ voice when they would apologize for accidentally spilling food all over you.
“it’s okay.” you reassured him. he sighed, thankful that you weren’t pissed off at him.
“what’s your name?” he asks, standing up as he was finally done helping you pick up every supply that had fallen.
“cool name! my name is woochan! jo woo-chan.” he replies back with enthusiasm in his voice while giving you a little smile. he probably didn’t bother acknowledging your existence in class so that is why he did not know your name. either way, that tiny incident became the start of your friendship with him. every now and then, due to his clumsiness, he would bump into on accident. it became a frequent occurrence and as time goes by, you just start to laugh it off.
and with the blink of an eye, you guys were in highschool— bestest of friends, inseparable, and closer than ever. one day, as you both were eating candied fruits while sitting on grass, he looked into your eyes and said, “i’m so lucky to have a friend like you. i promise to always be here for you and protect you, no matter what.”
“that was so random.” you joked, giving an uncertain but genuine smile at him. he jokingly salutes before sticking out his pinky finger and saying, “i’m not joking! look, here’s my pinky finger! hook it with yours so you know i’m serious.” you waved him off but gave in eventually since he wouldn’t push his finger out of your sight.
“fine.” you said as you stuck out yours.
“are you daydreaming again? hellooo?” he sets aside the guitar, pushing his face close to yours before waving his hand on your face. he was really pretty up close. sparkly eyes, plump lips, glass-like skin, and a pointed nose. before you get carried away, you brushed yourself out of your thoughts before responding, “nope, i’m not. what do you need?”
“library! let’s go to the library.”
“literally? you woke me up just to go there? can’t believe you’d disrupt my beauty sleep for that.” you placed your palm on your chest, acting as if your heart broke just then.
“yeah, now let’s go, pleasee.” he drags you out of your seat, pulling your arm harshly.
“fine, just so you can shut up. also, let go of my arm, dummy. it hurts.”
you were now at the library, sitting beside woochan as he read a book. it was a romance novel, featuring a slowburn concept. he was giggling and smiling as he read the pages silently with his eyes, fully immersed with the book. you, on the other hand, was bored. you were spinning a pen back and forth, clicking it, and even putting it on top of your cupid’s bow and acting as if you magically grew a moustache. you weren’t really occupied or doing anything, so you thought why not just take a glance at was he’s reading?
so you did. you were sitting beside him with his arm resting on your shoulder, making it easier for you to see the pages. as you scanned a page with your eyes, you can see a dialogue on the paper that read,
“i’ve liked you since the morning you ran into me.”
a faint smile plastered on your face, sweet. you continuously read the texts and dialogues everytime he turned it to another page. then another. as you read each page, you couldn’t brush off the line that you’ve come across with. it was stuck with you— and resonated with you. you couldn’t help but think “wish i also had the courage to do that. i like you, too.”
woochan stopped reading, closing the book gently before turning his head to face you.
“what do you mean? you like who?” you were dumbfounded. what was he saying?
“huh? what do you mean? i wasn’t saying anything.” you retorted, looking at him with a puzzled face.
“i’m pretty sure you did. you said you like someone, jackass. tell me about it.” well, shit.
you thought that you only blurted that inside your mind but you were mistaken— very mistaken ‘cause you actually said it out loud. well, good thing he has bad hearing and didn’t know who it was for.
“forget it. you’re probably a few screws loose in the head ‘cause i’m not even talking and stuff..” you mutter in a defensive tone. he raised an eyebrow at you before playfully rolling his eyes, all with a smile before going back to read the book. whatever.
the repetitive sound of the clock irritated you, making you scratch your ear in annoyance. the time magically went by fast and it’s been almost an hour now. you were still bored out of your mind with nothing to do. you’ve been poking his side, pulling tiny strands of his hair, just trying to find ways to annoy him. and after minutes of bothering him, you finally succeeded.
“fine, you win so stop! i’m gonna stop reading now, okay? let’s just go get food and eat at the park. it’ll be my treat so stop poking me for fucks sake.” he whispers in an annoyed voice. you were glad that you finally got to him. you quirked an eyebrow, smirking before turning around and smiling to yourself from your victory. 1-0.
“wait, i’ll just borrow this book. i have to sign papers and stuff so wait for a little.”
you nodded, collecting all of your things before standing up. he actually moved pretty fast so you didn’t have to wait for him. after he was done, you both headed towards the door and exited the library. you can finally breath air as it was suffocating, as if oxygen is being cut off from your lungs when you’re too close to woochan. you knew it wasn’t normal to feel things towards him, but it can’t be helped.
those feelings started months ago when he saved you from your abusive partner. it was night, and the sky was gloomy as you went to his house with a bruised up face. you usually didn’t go to his place late at night but you were far too defeated. you promised your ex-partner that you would never leave in any circumstances, but i guess promises do break.
as the door opened, woochan immediately saw you, rushed towards you and brought you inside. that was his last straw. he also made a promise not to interfere with your relationship since he respected the both of you, but he just couldn’t bear seeing you like that. all damaged, on the inside and the outside. that same night was also the time your ex-partner disappeared like magic. poof, gone. you never heard from him again ever since. safe to say, woochan took care of it.
the ambiance at the park was bright and radiated good energy. both of you were now sitting on a random bench, snacking on chips and licking on ice cream. it was simple but a blast. you were enjoying your ice cream cone as you stared off into nothing specific, but rather wander your eyes all over the place. there were people, with different stories, with different struggles. as you started to have a little monologue with yourself, he broke the silence and said something.
“hey, y/n. what you said back there.. who was it for? the thing that you mumbled..” he mutters in a low tone, almost a whisper. damn, you thought you had gotten away with that a while ago. anyway, aside from the obvious curiousity you heard in his voice, you could also hear an almost-obvious sadness into his words. you didn’t know what to say, honestly.
all possible outcomes rushed to your mind, circling around and confusing you. how would he react if you told him the truth? would he just laugh it off? look down at you? what if he just takes your words as a joke? or— or maybe, just maybe, he also feels the same way..? after mustering up the courage, you finally gave in and just said fuck it, you only live once so you might as well take the risk. everything will eventually be fine even if the outcome goes south or not.
“it was for you. i like you, woo.” the words that left your mouth almost felt like a dream to him, as well as for you. you never thought the day would come. the day where you finally let go of your worries and just— just speak with your heart. you wouldn’t even dare face him, embarrassment coming out already. he wasn’t helping either. he was silent as a mouse, not saying anything. i knew this was wrong, you thought. as you begin to stand up ready to leave, a sudden move caught you off guard.
he pulled your arm back to the seat, immediately cupping your face as soon as he caught a glimpse of your lips then kissed you. he kissed you. woochan, your bestfriend, kissed you. it was a sudden act, but it feels like he had been waiting for years to do it. the feeling of his plump lips pushed to yours felt like heaven. you tilted you head slightly, making sure not to break the contact. even with shock still in your body, you still managed to move. you held his waist, pulling him closer so you can deepen the contact even more. you then used your other hand to cup his face, using it as a lever to push yourself closer to his lips.
“i like you too, y/n. from the very beginning.” he confessed, pulling away then staring at you with love in his eyes.
“...i just didn’t have the chance to say it ‘cause my thoughts of not being good enough for you kept messing with my brain. even when we were kids.. i-i already loved you, i swear. i’m sorry, i just really was a coward..” he says, talking down on himself for not manning up and telling you how he felt. it didn’t matter anymore. you were just glad that he feels the same way about you. you could only look away from his gaze, smiling to yourself as you looked down on the park’s floor.
“k-kiss.. hey again, please. please, let’s kiss again. you don’t know how long i’ve been longing for yo—” he stutters, holding your hand shakily in an attempt to put it back on his cheek. you suddenly cut him off by removing his hand then kissing him again, just as he wanted. your hand was on his waist, firmly holding it as he puts his arm over your shoulder. it should be vice versa but he didn’t care as long as it’s you. the kiss was slow, passionate but you can still feel the eagerness in his movements.
after that you pulled away, grinning from ear to ear. “can you shut up now? we have a lot to catch up on, woo.” you said, still having that stupid smile on your face. it was a smile, a smile so infectious that he couldn’t help but smile back at you. you then confidently grab his hand, hooking it with yours before you both stood up. yeah, you guys definitely have a lot to do.
