⤷ contains. fluff, singlemom!reader, soft confessions, mentions of single parenthood, mild embarrassment
mornings were always a circus.
between packing lunches, finding tiny shoes, wiping syrup off cheeks and trying not to cry into my coffee, i barely remembered i had a shift until i was halfway through brushing my daughter's hair.
"sweetheart, i need you to be really good today, okay?" i said, crouching down in front of her. her backpack was far too big for her tiny frame, and yet she wore it proudly like armour. "mommy's gotta work, and you'll stay right next to me the whole time. no wandering, no running off. deal?"
she nodded seriously. "deal."
a tight schedule and a cancelled sitter meant today, my four-year-old shadow would be following me through fluorescent aisles and towering pallets of off-brand cereal. i'd expected raised eyebrows, maybe even a warning, but instead, i got jonah simms.
jonah, with his soft flannel rolled at the elbows, coffee in hand and that look — like he'd just seen a puppy for the first time every time he saw me.
"whoa," he said as i clocked in. "new recruit?"
i forced a sheepish laugh. "this is ellie. my sitter flaked, and i couldn't get anyone else. she'll be quiet, promise."
"hey, ellie." he crouched to her level, smiling like it came easy. "i'm jonah. i work with your mom. i'm the funny one."
ellie tilted her head. "you don't look funny."
"ouch," he laughed, mock wounded. "tough crowd."
to my surprise, he stayed close. while i stocked shelves, he distracted ellie with barcode scanners and alphabet games using product labels. while i handled a difficult customer, he knelt beside her in the corner of the break room, helping her draw animals on scrap paper.
by noon, she was holding his hand like she's known him forever. and maybe that was what cracked something in my chest.
at lunch, we all sat together in the breakroom. jonah had found a packet of fruit snacks "for emergencies," which he handed to ellie like it was a contraband. she giggled like it was, too.
"you didn't have to do all this," i said quietly, watching them. "seriously, jonah. you've got your own shift. and your own life."
he shrugged, and then looked at me. not in that way people look when they're trying to be polite, but in that way that makes you feel seen. "you look like you haven't slept in a while. so... i'm helping."
i opened my mouth, then closed it. what could i say to that?
eventually, ellie curled up in one of the armchairs in the breakroom with jonah's jacket draped over her. i was halfway through wiping a sticky cart handle when it happened.
jonah was kneeling beside her again, whispering something. she giggled and then, as clear as anything, i heard her say:
"you're funny, daddy."
silence.
i froze.
jonah blinked.
and ellie, unfazed, yawned and curled further into his coat.
"she— she knows what 'daddy' means," i stammered, cheeks on fire. "she just... says it sometimes when she likes someone. she doesn't have one. i mean, not one who's around."
jonah looked at me then. really looked. "hey," he began softly. "that's okay."
he straightened up, brushing a curl from ellie's face. "i mean.. she could do worse, right?"
i laughed, mostly out of nerves. "jonah—"
"no, really," he said, stepping toward me, lowering his voice. "i like her. and i like you." he hesitated, something flickering behind his eyes. "a lot."
i swallowed. "i've got a kid, jonah."
"i know."
"i've got... a lot of baggage. tight schedules. grocery lists. sleep-deprived breakdowns. it's not a walk in the park."
he smiled gently. "it's okay. i've got comfy shoes."
i couldn't help it — i laughed again, this time for real.
he nudged his shoulder against mine. "let me help. let me be there. not just for the accidental daddy moments... but for all of it. okay?"
i looked at him, this man who never stopped trying, who brought fruit snacks to my daughter and patience to my chaos, and nodded.
ellie mumbled something in her sleep, and shifted and her chair. jonah watched her, then looked back at me like he already loved her — like he already loved us.
and suddenly, everything didn't feel quite so heavy.
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A team of astronomers using the Hubble Space Telescope studied a starless, gas-rich, dark-matter cloud and found it to be a new type of astronomical object—a failed galaxy that never produced stars. Nicknamed Cloud-9, it is a fossil remnant from the early days of the universe.
Scientists have long sought evidence of such a phantom object. But only when they turned Hubble’s sharp vision toward Cloud-9 could they confirm its starless nature—a finding that furthers the understanding of galaxy formation, the early universe, and the nature of dark matter itself: https://news.stsci.edu/4bdj2Ov
you had it all: the followers, the sponsors, the boyfriend, until one drunken mistake cost you everything. now you’re off the team, and stuck working at a rundown dog kennel run by the boy who thinks you’re all shine and no substance.
pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader
synopsis: you were the face of iron mountain’s snowboarding scene, but after a DUI and a shattered mailbox land you in hot water, you’re benched from competition and forced into community service at ten shadows rehabilitation & rescue. megumi fushiguro, the boy whose fence you destroyed, isn’t interested in your apology or your designer gloves. he’s a former snowboarding prodigy with a chip on his shoulder and a pack of rescue dogs who like him more than people.
content: based off of disney’s “cloud 9”, slow burn, redemption arc, snowboarding AU.
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☁︎ a spontaneous meet up in the photolab with your ‘ex’ but secretly you can’t get enough of eachother.
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“I think him and Kelly are cute,” you tell Amy who keeps smothering you in questions. “Why are you so hung up on this, boss.” Her nose wrinkles and walks off towards the registers.
Though you did think Jonah and Kelly were cute together, you can’t get over you two just broke up barely three months ago. She started a month ago. We both just weren’t ready for it and both became very absent minded of each other and mutually broke it off. It’s really not that deep.
“Can I please have our star sheet stocker to customer service please, pretty please in a good attitude.”
Garrett sometimes needs to be off the damn microphone. You sigh packing the rest of the sheet packages into the shelf even though none of them really fit. I’ll deal with it later.
The desk stands Dina, Garrett, Amy and Jonah all huddled together speaking much softer than usual.
“What’s up?” You say crossing your arms. All their faces switch to a nicer softer look as if they pity you, including Jonah. “Are we deadass?”
“Listen I don’t want a stressful wok environment, work it out.” Dina states pointing to me and Jonah then her eyes. You raise your arms in disbelief.
“We get along just fine! What’s she talking about?” Jonah says to Amy peaking glances between you and her. You nod glaring her an annoyed smile. “I’m going back to electronics please and thank you.”
“What the hell was that?!” You whisper yell at Amy still with Garrett at the desk.
“I feel a tension! I just want you two to like eachother!”
“Amy we are fine!” I say glaring now to Garrett who can’t stop smiling like an idiot at our conversation. “And what do youuu have to say about it?”
“Absolutely nothing.” His voice blanks not breaking the smile. You roll your eyes heading back towards the nightmare that was that mess of bedsheets.
••~••~••
Your shift lasted the latest of everyone. Cheyenne didn’t feel good as she’s closing in on her due date so you stayed over to cover for her close. The break room for once was empty and dark while you grabbed your stuff. It felt nice to be alone until you’re interrupted from footsteps walking in the hall.
“Hey” your head snaps seeing Jonah standing in the doorway. His black coat holding against his lap and one of his arms leaning him over the doorframe.
“Hey Jonah. Why are you still here? Weren’t you off at like—” you peak down to no watch on your wrist “hours ago.” He chuckles softly now walking towards you.
“I was but I figured I’d wait for you.”
“You act like you wouldn’t see me back at home.” The thought creeps a smile across your lips reflecting to him doing the same.
“Well there’s no one here now.” He offers now leaning up against the lockers looking down at you. “Unless that seems a little bit too unprofessional I could totally get that.”
“You know there’s cameras in this break room right?”
“Hmmmm the photolab doesn’t”
“Deal.”
Within a second of your response his lips lean down towards yours planting them harder with every gasp for air you both needed. His coat falls from his arms and wrap around your thighs and hips, hoisting you against his waist never breaking your needy lips. He carries you like you’re weightless, his pants slightly poking under your jeans from his pulsing erection making him speed up his walk to the lab.
Your back pushes against the door opening into the dark room. He kicks the door closed still holding you along his hip. Your kisses becoming more messy and sloppy as he places you under him across the table.
“Thank god Mateo cleaned this room.” You heave between kisses.
“Yes he’s gonna need to clean it again.” He responds. His lips trail from your lips across your jaw into the sweet spot of your neck nibbling enough to not leave a hickey but enough to soak you through your core.
He pulls away standing staring at you laying across the lab table.
“Jeans.” He demands panting unbuckling his belt. You wiggle off the table following his demand sliding off your jeans and lifting off your shirt leaving you in your black bra and matching panties. You walk towards him assisting in his millions of buttons that close his shirt.
“God there’s so many fucking buttons!” You grumble fiddling with the buttons.
“Fuck so many buttons.” His fingers roughly ripping them off and undoing them at the same time. “We can fix those later.” His shirt flies off and leans over you again on the table.
“You’re so beautiful.” His words softened with warmth rather than lust, too bad it lasted for five seconds. “Beautifully delicious too.”
His lips kiss and slide down your torso and onto your hip bones. The tips of his fingers tapping along your lacy waistband shooting shocks between your legs. His grip tightens he could’ve easily left bruises for a reminder tomorrow. His kisses felt hungrier the deeper he went down your body, his teeth barely grazing your inner thighs. Softly sucking the sensitive thin skin around your bikini line.
His kisses peck softly over your clothed clit muttering a moan just barely audible. One of his hands moves to swipe his finger slowly over your panties feeli by the soaked mess he’s left you in. Your eyes gaze down your body making eye contact with his, his top teeth biting the hell out of his lower lip as if you were a gourmet meal sat for him. In a way, you practically were. He moves your leftover cloth exposing your core to the cold air and his starving body. He moans as he crashes into your lips, him starting out with his tongue figure eighting around your whole core.
“Baby please,” you moan. You feel his moaning vibrations between your thighs. His response is his teeth lightly nibbling directly on your clit shooting your back into an arch. Fuck already? “I’m gonna—”
He fully stops interrupting you. His eyes glare up your body staring to your needy expression, almost darkening his lust. The tighteness in your stomach stinging in the same place, both from him blue balling you and you holding it in for him.
“This isn’t pro woman of you Jonah.” You groan squirming your body as he crawls above you.
“Condom?”
“No it’s in my arm.”
“Love the use of your reproductive rights.”
“Christ Jonah, shut up and fuck me!” You yelp scratching his back down to his hips.
He doesn’t hesitate to slip his dick in as far as he can, your hips aligning together. A warm sensation burning through your whole torso. Your moans get louder as he gathers a rhythm, his moaning harmonizing with yours. The beads of sweat roll down his forehead along his flushed cheeks, some would drop onto yours. Him seeing his own sweat would almost make him moan more, like a piece of him was just on you and he could see it.
“Fuck—”
“Jonah, please,”
His moans escalate louder, hips rocking faster.
“Baby my god..” you yell squeezing your orgasm around him.
“I need to pull—”
“No.” You groan loudly still squeezed around him. You feel his cock harden and pulse inside you, his eyes nearly roll back with his head. The pulsing slowing down but still sitting inside your warmth.
“That was not very feminist of me.” He jokes out of breath resting his forehead on yours. His sweat dripping along your cheeks and nose more.
“As if Tate can’t give me a pill tomorrow.” You laugh back. He slides out of you fully dripping from his cock, his cum sloshing both in and out of you as gravity pulls it between your lips.
You both help each other get redressed and look at little more put together if for some reason Dina gets bored and looks through the night footage tomorrow morning.
“So does no one know you and Kelly broke up still?” You ask buttoning up your jeans.
“They will tomorrow, Kelly’s back from vacation tomorrow.”
“Ha oh shit.” You laugh at the thought. “Weren’t you supposed to be moved in by now?”
“Correct.”
“I’ll make sure to not call in tomorrow. Just to watch the Kelly and Jonah show.” You smile. “My favorite romcom.”
“Yeah yeah, let me walk to your car.”
Jonah has you grab onto his bicep as he leads you out of the store double checking the doors lock and no one is lingering in the parking lot.
“Goodnight lover.” You whisper to him kissing him again but with a cozy warmth behind it.
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WARNINGS: MDNI !!!! this is my failed attempt at writing smut in a way 😞 idk but sohee is a tiddie man here 👍 mentions of cumming, sucking dick and tits, and fingering, dry humping is heavily implied. so, basically reader and sohee are getting freaky. sohee is vv needy. don’t hate please i don’t usually write this, this was hard for me 😭
☁︎ — AUGUST 8TH, 2025 9:13 AM
“okay these are cool enough,” anton mumbles to himself while getting a batch of cupcakes out and placing them in front of seunghan. handing him the frosting, anton briefly turns towards where he was previously standing to get another apron.
“get the frosting and start decorating them,” anton orders as he throws seunghan an apron before quickly turning back to re-read the ingredients he needs for the next cupcake batch.
“having a mental bake down,” seunghan reads out loud as he extends the apron the younger boy gave him. “i think this one suits you better,” seunghan snickers out as he watches anton stressfully tug at his hair.
“what?” anton asks, turning in his ‘i cook as good as i look’ apron. “whatever. seunghan, just put it on and start decorating the cupcakes!”
letting out a small chuckle at anton’s frustrated expression, seunghan nods his head and begins putting on the apron. concentrated, he rolls up his sleeves as he gets the icing bag anton gave him and starts gently squeezing the icing out.
“more eggs!” anton randomly yells out once he sees the egg carton empty. jumping at anton’s sudden voice, seunghan accidentally squeezes the icing bag much harder than he anticipated, causing the icing to messily overflow on top of the cupcake.
“fuck!” seunghan mumbles to himself, wide eyed as he quickly scrambles to hide the cupcake away from anton’s sight.
not taking any notice to his older friend’s actions, anton quickly walks towards the refrigerador and takes hold of the egg carton. watching as the taller boy returns back to his spot, seunghan lets out a sigh of relief before choosing to continue hiding the cupcake away from anton and work on the rest of the batch.
not another minute goes by before they hear the doorbell ringing. groaning, anton immediately shakes his head, silently choosing to ignore the doorbell.
“i’ll get it-” seunghan replies only for anton to ignore him.
“busy!” anton yells out. playfully rolling his eyes at anton’s actions, seunghan makes his way to the licubg room to go open the front door. “hey, no! you have to finish decorating the cupcakes!”
“seunghan, there’s no time! get back here!” anton yells out in disbelief once more. rolling his eyes yet again at the younger boy, seunghan opens the front door and immediately lets out a sigh of relief.
“oh, thank god!” seunghan sighs out, quickly stepping out the door to hug his friends. “he’s being insufferable,” he mumbles against eunseok’s chest.
“wait—” seunghan says while he detangles himself from eunseok to get a better look at him. “don’t you have a key?”
“anton took it away from him,” sungchan snickers out causing eunseok to send him a glare.
“what about you?” seunghan curiously asks, turning to look at SOHEE; still confused on why they rang the doorbell.
“i do,” sohee confirms. “eunseok threatened to steal it away from me so i thought ringing the doorbell would be the safest option.”
“everyone move!” wonbin suddenly yells out, pushing everyone aside. “everything has to be perfect,” he states as he makes a beeline straight towards the kitchen to help out anton.
laughing at his words, shotaro walks right behind him. shrugging his shoulders, sungchan follows while patting sohee’s back to signal him to come inside as well.
waiting for sohee to step inside, eunseok pulls seunghan aside. “i’m still going to steal it away from him,” he openly admits, eyeing sohee’s pocket before also stepping inside the house.
taking off his shoes near the entrance, sohee discreetly watches as his friends put on aprons while anton gives them all different orders. looking at the staircase, he decides to tiptoe his way up the stairs. quietly and slowly, sohee continues making his way up to your room.
“wait, where’s sohee?” anton eyed his friends, confused on where the shorter boy was. with wide eyes, sohee picks up his pace and runs to your bedroom door.
panicking, sohee knocks on your door multiple times as he turns around to make sure anton wasn’t magically standing behind him. “c’mon,” he whispers to himself, not wanting to get caught.
“pretty girl,” sohee mumbles as he continues to knock on your door. “open the door please!”
“ba-” he tries again but gets caught off by your door opening. at the sight of you, sohee instantly closes his mouth as he eyes you up and down. taking notice of you standing in front of him in just a towel, he suddenly feels his cheeks heating up and turn a bright shade of red. “h-hi,” sohee stutters out, wide eyed.
giggling at his expression, you take his hand and bring him inside your room before closing the door behind you. taking a sit on your bed, sohee continues to eye your frame before turning an even darker shade of red when getting caught.
“you’ve literally seen me naked before,” you playfully roll your eyes at him as you walk towards where he was now sitting.
“have i?” sohee asks while wrapping his arms around your waist. “i don't think i remember, can you remind me?” he asks, completely ignoring his rapid beating heart as he brings your body even closer to his.
laughing at him, you shake your head as you place your hands on his shoulder to balance yourself. laughing along with you, sohee places sweet delicate kisses on your collarbone. feeling goosebumps at the sudden contact, you quietly gasp as you subconsciously move your neck back to allow more access.
smirking at your reaction, sohee moves his hands and guides you to sit on his lap. too focused on your pleasure, you instantly obey and sit yourself down. groaning at the feeling of your naked body on top of his, sohee starts leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck before sucking lightly behind your ear.
“you’re perfect,” your boyfriend whispers out as he continues sucking on your sweet spot. “so perfect.”
“fuck,” you breathlessly mumble out. grabbing a fistful of sohee’s hair, you push him off of you causing him to whine at the loss of contact. looking at him with dark hooded eyes, sohee can’t help but feel his cock twitch in anticipation. using your thumb, you gently caress his bottom lip. lightly parting his lips at your touch, sohee stares up at you waiting for your next move.
placing your hands back on his cheeks, you gently caress his cheeks as you both wordlessly stare at each other. within a blink of an eye you both quickly lean forward and hungrily crash your lips together. with his hands now roaming your body, you quietly moan against your boyfriend’s lips. swiftly moving his hand towards your towel, sohee finally yanks it down, exposing your breasts.
breaking away from you, sohee catches his breath as he eyes your naked body on top of him. bringing a hand to caress your cheek, he places a delicate peck on your lips.
“my pretty girl,” sohee says in complete awe as he moves his attention towards your chest. feeling his mouth water, he wastes no time and places both hands on your chests before giving them a gentle squeeze. whimpering at the feeling, you guide him back to your lips, wanting nothing more but to feel him all over you.
“baby wait-” you say in between kisses but are quickly interrupted by sohee placing his lips on your neck as he continues fondling your chest.
“fuck, sohee,” you mumble out once you feel sohee work his way down to the valley of your breasts and back up to your jaw. using his thumb and index finger, he lightly pinches your nipples causing another soft moan to leave your mouth.
“sohee,” you gasp out, pulling on your boyfriend’s hair as you try and regulate your breathing. whimpering at your actions, sohee swears he’s going to cum in his pants if you keep moaning his name like that.
“mouth, want your mouth,” you breathless gasp out, pushing your boyfriend’s head towards your chest.
“gladly!” sohee excitedly states as he sloppily starts sucking on your breast. he can die here. he so can die here, he thinks. you pulling on his hair while he sucks and plays with your boobs? name a happier ending. his thoughts quickly come to a halt as he lets out a moan at you moving your hips to reposition yourself on his lap.
without thinking twice, sohee brings a hand to push down your hips. you both let out small moans at the sudden pleasure. subconsciously, you immediately begin moving your hips and setting a pace. letting out a broken moan, sohee continues sucking on your breast as he follows your movements. fuck, he’s so close.
“wait, no!” you gasp with realization and push him off of you. bending down, you grab your towel and wrap it around your figure causing sohee to dramatically roll over on your bed.
“no!” sohee yells out, sitting up to offer you his best puppy eyes. “please, just a quickie!”
grabbing your hand, sohee tries placing you back on his lap. “baby please, I swear i’ll be so quick!” he continues to pout at you. “you’re already naked, i won't take long! let me just–” he cuts himself off and starts unbuttoning his vest.
“pretty boy, i have to get ready,” you sadly say, shaking your head at him. groaning, sohee desperately shakes his head at you.
“i’ll be so quick!” your boyfriend desperately pleas, refusing to believe you’re really going to give him blue balls.
“pretty boy-”
“just the tip?” sohee tries, causing you to let out a small giggle.
“pretty boy.” you sternly say, making way towards your vanity desk. following behind you, sohee takes a seat next to you as he continues eyeing your towel.
“can i at least keep sucking your boobs?”
“sohee!” you gasp, dropping your makeup bag at his words.
“here. while you’re doing your makeup! then we both win,” sohee reasons. “you get off while you finish getting ready and i get off as well.”
“do you actually get off to that?” you ask in disbelief.
“pretty girl, your boobs are literally in my mouth and you make pretty sounds,” sohee states, offended by your question. “i get to touch and suck on your boobs and you moan out my name, why wouldn’t that get me off?”
“bonus points if you get so into it and ask me to finger you,” sohee adds, sending you a sheepless smile before leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss on your shoulder.
“what is wrong with you?” you laugh out loud, playfully hitting his chest. “what happened to my shy sohee? the one who would avoid eye contact? the one who’s never kissed anyone before?”
“you made me this way!” sohee giggles out. wrapping his arms around your figure, he leans forward and places a sweet kiss on your cheek. “i’m still your shy loser sohee, i’m just horny,” he quietly admits before placing another kiss on your cheek.
“there’s just something about an educated woman you know?” sohee casually states, causing you to burst out laughing.
looking down at your phone, you read the time before turning to look at sohee. “i mean, finals did get in the way,” you state, placing a hand over his.
“they did,” sohee instantly agrees with you, mentally groaning at the flashbacks of you two having to postpone dates and hangouts due to finals and school work.
“quickie?”
“quickie!” he instantly shouts out with a wide smile on his face. giggling, you climb over to his lap once more.
“thank you, thank you-” sohee says while kissing all over your face. “thank you!” he states one last time before quickly helping you unbutton his shirt. “i need to be inside y-’
“i fucking dare you to finish that sentence sohee,” anton sternly states from the other side of the door. in complete disbelief of what he just accidentally heard, he starts banging at your door.
groaning at your brother’s voice, sohee swears he’s going to cry. whining, he takes a deep breath before bringing some distance between you two. shaking your head at him, you eagerly bring your hands to his pants and begin unbuttoning them. “ignore him,”
“baby i can’t stay hard with his voice in my ear!” sohee pouts out. “he ruined the mood.”
with a swift motion, you take off your towel and throw it on the ground. eyes now on your full and round chest, sohee quickly lifts his hips to help you take off his pants. “matter of fact, yes i can!”
giggling, you eagerly kiss him, while you move your hand to pull on his boxers.
“sohee get the fuck out of there!” groaning, sohee places his head on your shoulder in defeat. “i will not stop banging this door until you get out of there!”
with sad eyes, sohee pats your thighs, signaling you to stand up. pouting at each other, you both move to get dressed.
“i’ll be downstairs,” sohee sadly sighs. turning, he spots a random shirt on your bed and moves to help put it on you. with a pout on your face, you slowly lift up your arms to help your boyfriend get you dressed.
chuckling at your expression, sohee places a soft kiss on your nose before placing one on your pouty lips. “i’m so proud of you baby,” sohee wholeheartedly states.
“i’ll be all the way in the front row shouting my pretty girl’s name,” he admits causing you to let out a small chuckle. “you did it baby! all those restless nights paid off, i’m incredibly proud of you and can’t wait to celebrate with you,” he finishes off, placing another delicate kiss on your lips.
“if i finish getting ready early-” you desperately try while tightly holding his hand.
“don’t even think about it,” anton yells out from the other side of the door. with both you and sohee rolling your eyes at your younger brother, you make your way to your bedroom door to walk him out.
at the sight of anton in front of you two, sohee rolls his eyes once more before purposely bumping into him.
“ow!” anton dramatically rubs his arm as he glares at the shorter boy.
“cockblock,” sohee mumbles before turning to flick his forehead. laughing at anton’s expression, sohee quickly looks back to blow you a kiss before running down the stairs to seek protection from his other friends.
☁︎ — AUGUST 8TH, 2025 12:45 PM
“Y/N LEE” the announcer says through the microphone. with shaky hands, you smile and make your way down the stage. shaking the university’s president’s hand, you briefly pose for the camera.
standing up from his chair, sohee starts cheering while waving the bouquet of flowers he got you up in the air. following his actions, your friends and family also stand up, cheering and clapping along with him causing you to chuckle and wave at them as you walk back to your seat.
“that’s my girlfriend!” sohee proudly yells when the arena simmers down. blushing at his comment, you cover your face with your hands to try and hide your red tinted cheeks. slightly turning to your side, you make eye contact with sohee and offer him a wide smile.
“i love you,” sohee mouths while smiling down at you. with admiration and love written all over his eyes, he continues watching you and only you.
“i love you too,” you quickly mouth back before turning back to watch your classmates walk the stage.
“gross,” anton mumbles with disgust as he watches your interaction with your boyfriend. without a warning, anton feels a hand slap the back of his head. with wide eyes, he turns to his side in complete disbelief.
“behave,” his mom sternly states as she rolls her eyes at her youngest. rubbing the back of his head, anton shakes his head at her comment.
“they’re the ones-”
“anton,” his dad shakes his head at him. rolling his eyes, anton decides to drop it.
“fine,” he responds back while crossing his arms.
smiling at his words, sohee playfully sticks out his tongue at anton but quickly stops when he feels his girlfriend’s and best friend’s dad’s eyes on him.
“sorry,” sohee mumbles out embarrassed, causing your dad to let out a chuckle. shaking his head, he continues silently watching as sohee goes back to focusing on you. he takes notice of sohee’s soft eyes on you. he takes notice of the bright smile that takes over sohee’s features every time you turn to look at him. he takes notice of the love written all over his face. he takes it all in as he faintly smiles and nods his head at the boy.
“treat her right,” your dad whispers out, shifting his focus back at you.
“i always will sir, she’s my everything,” sohee instantly reassures him.
“i trust you,” your dad nods his head once more in acknowledgment. “you know, not now obviously- but in the near future,” he clears his throat, suddenly feeling choked up. “you have my blessing.”
“you mean-”
“yes,” he instantly replies back, offering him a small knowing smile.
wide eyed at his father’s comment, anton turns to sohee and shakes his head at him in complete distress. already knowing what he was going to say, he shuts him eyes and brings his hands up to rub his temples.
“brother in law!” sohee yells out, moving to give his best friend a hug.
“no!” anton responds back causing his group of friends chuckle.
“shotaro,” sohee suddenly turns to his older friend. “start looking up places that sell red velvet wedding cakes,” he jokingly orders. laughing along, shotaro nods his head at him.
“i’m going to choke him,” anton instantly states out loud, moving to place his hands on sohee.
— BONUS —
2 YEARS LATER
☁︎ — NOVEMBER 2ND, 2027 8:56 PM
“i told you!” shotaro states. “i told you and you and you—” he points at his friends with his fork in hand.
“easy!” eunseok cuts him off. “he’s still recovering,” he playfully says while placing an arm around seunghan. “you’re so strong,” eunseok gently rubs seunghan’s chest causing seunghan to laugh and push him off.
“my date is literally in the restroom right now,” seunghan points. nodding their heads at his words, wonbin leans forward and pats his shoulder.
“i’m sure she is,” he whispers out, causing the group of friends to erupt in laughter.
rolling his eyes, seunghan brings both hands up and flicks them all off before grabbing his fork and taking a bite from the red velvet piece of cake sitting in front of him.
“you know,” sungchan speaks up, taking a sip of his glass of wine as he stares at the slideshow of pictures playing on the screen on loop. “sohee is literally staring and smiling at yn instead of the camera in every single picture.”
“i’m talking middle school sohee and present sohee,” he adds while pointing at the screen to prove his point. turning their heads to the screen, they all nod as they see pictures of middle school sohee smiling at you while anton stands between you two.
“what a loser,” wonbin chuckles out.
“he was so delusional,” seunghan playfully says, remembering all of sohee’s tweets throughout college.
“he still is!” anton quickly corrects his older friend.
“is he though?” shotaro asks, squinting as he turns to look at his friend group.
“we’re literally eating red velvet cake at his wedding” shotaro says pointing at their plates. “anton became his best man and eunseok her best m-”
“man of honor,” eunseok interrupts, rolling his eyes at shotaro’s words.
“right, sure! man of honor,” shotaro corrects himself. “we’re all their groomsmen, so clearly he’s not and wasn’t delusional,” he concludes, turning to look at his best friend currently smiling widely and brightly while sitting down next to you, feeding you wedding cake.
“i’ll be right back,” wonbin states, causing shotaro to turn back to look at his friend group with furrowed eyebrows. extending an arm out to stop him, shotaro stares up at him.
“where are you going?”
“gonna go tell yn you want a turn riding sohee’s dick,” wonbin casually states.
spitting out his wine, sungchan erupts in a fit of laughter. as the rest of the table watches as the scene unfolds, they can’t help but also join in on the laughter.
“i don’t like any of you,” shotaro rolls his eyes, bringing a hand up to flick off his friends before shaking his head and letting out a small chuckle.
☁︎ — CLOUD 9
EPILOGUE
summary !! after years of constant pining after his best friend’s sister, yn finally takes notice of sohee and sohee swears he’s on cloud 9. or in other words, loser sohee finally gets the girl.
