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you dont know what changed after that. suddenly he wasnt talking to you as much or staying the night as often. you thought he just needed space, which was fine! you understood everyone has their limits, but it was different when he started to tell you he just wasnt feeling up to being, “lovey dovey” as he called it.

you’d hug him from behind, “not now.” he’d say as he shrugged you off.

he’d leave for the night, you attempt to kiss his cheek goodbye and he dodged by picking up his bag from the ground. “bye.” he said, just turning and leaving without an ‘i love you’ or even a hug.

but what really solidified the fact he changed was the way he spoke about your relationship to others.

“i mean, we’re fine i guess. nothing exciting.” he said to his members, who all just nodded along, not bothering to question. everyone had their bumps in the road right?

but that wasn’t it and you know it.

one night after he came home from a long practice, his muscles screamed for rest as he lugged himself into the apartment. you sat at the couch, coddled up in a blanket with a mug of tea, watching a movie.

“hey baby, long day?” you ask, your voice was as sweet as it has ever been, which made jungwon’s heart clench a slight bit. “mhm.” was his only response as he staggers to the bedroom. you make no effort to move until a few minutes later, putting down your mug and gently padding over to the bedroom.

you were met with a shirtless jungwon, his back to you as you lean against the doorframe. “are you hungry?” you ask softly, making him turn to you as he puts a lounging shirt on. “very, uh.. did you make food?” he asked, almost hesitant. “no, but tell me what you want, and i’ll do it for you.” something about your request makes jungwon wince internally. “hm… i just want miyeok guk, please.” he says, watching you nod and walk away.

he sits on the edge of your bed, sighing and scratching the back of his neck. his phone lights up next to him, and for the first time in a while, he smiles a little bit, picking it up. meanwhile you start in the kitchen on his stew he requested, moving around your own kitchen almost as if it was foreign to you.

he comes out of the bedroom once he smells the stew almost finished. you glance at him, and with just a second of eye contact, you see he seems a bit more refreshed. you serve him a bowl and set it down as he sits, and you decide to test your luck. an arm wraps gently around his shoulder as you lean in to kiss his temple. he feels your lips ghost his skin as he then dodges it like it burned him. “y/n i… not right now.” he whispered, making you pull back with a defeated nod.

he shrugs your arm off like he doesnt know you, like he isnt sitting in your apartment, eating what you made for him at his ask. you just walk past him, starting to tidy up, nothing but the low volume of his phone on tiktok between you both.

to you, the air feels almost taunting, suffocating in a way.

to jungwon, the air just feels empty, but he doesnt bother to fill it.

you finally turn around and lean against the counter, taking in a deep inhale. “jungwon.” you say, making him pause mid spoonful of stew, looking at you, silently questioning you. “what’s going on with us recently?” you ask, the words almost catching in your throat.

he raises his eyebrow, almost as if hes playing innocent. “what do you mean? what are you talking about?” he straightens up, about to keep asking questions before his phone vibrates and he glances at it. the smile that spread across his face again was enough to tip you over.

“who is that?” you ask again, your eyes falling onto his phone as he looks up at you. “oh, nobody.” he states, clearing his throat. “you never listen to me, jungwon. what’s wrong with us? you havent kissed me in weeks, and i cant even remember the last time you actually spent time with me. what’s going on?” you keep going, your voice slightly raised with annoyance, maybe anger. you step closer and jungwon shields his phone from you.

your eyes squint, looking at his protective stance. “jungwon.” you push, his eyes darting everywhere but yours in shame. he gulps, his spoon clinking against the bowl. “it’s.. my ex. remember uh..” he trails off, the lump in his throat growing.

your body froze, your hands shaking with anger. “…that ex?” you say, your voice now sounding defeated. he just nods, eyes stuck to the table.

of course it was, you could never compete with her, why did you even try? said ex was jungwon’s first love, you remember him telling you all about her when you guys were talking about your love lives, and he swore he was over her. you should’ve pinned that down when he told you he could talk about her for hours. it should’ve been wraps then and there.

“y/n?” his voice snapped you out of the trance your mind left you in. he was standing in front of you now, his hand brushing against your forearm, but you flinched like he was a stranger, clearing your throat and walking around the island.

“why is she texting you?” you ask as you start to clean up the bowl and utensils he used, back turned to him as you spoke. “she just wanted to catch up, like old times. nothing more than that, i promise.” he pleads, like he knows exactly what you are thinking, the story you are putting into your own head. “what is ‘old times’ in this context, jungwon?” you ask again, and he hesitates this time. “just.. hang outs. getting lunch, going to the mall..” he trails off, because now he can hear exactly how it sounds to you.

“right, and all those times you had practice late? had to raincheck our dates for work? how much of that was true?” your hands pause mid rinse of the dishes, your voice starting to tremble as you did your best to hold it in. “i did have late practices! y/n, just because im tired doesn’t mean i dont love you, that’s not fair.” he says as he starts to round the island towards you, but stops knowing that youll step back again.

“but you dont love me as much as you do her, because you still do, dont you?” the words felt like poison leaving your mouth, and his own went dry. “if you were so tired, jungwon, you wouldnt have put this much effort into seeing her. she wouldnt be making you smile that hard when i can barely get you to kiss me anymore.” you say as you finally turn to face him. your face was flushed with anger, and embarrassment for letting yourself even believe you had the advantage against her. your eyes were watery, already dried tears tracks stained your face in the light, and your hands were trembling so much you had to fist them to keep them still.

jungwon took your look in, and only then did he realize what he was throwing away. his shoulders slumped, and his hands came up to rub his face a bit with a deep sigh. that gave you everything you needed to know alone. “jungwon..” you start, his attention drifting back to you slowly. “please just go.” your voice drops to barely above a whisper.

his body suddenly feels too heavy, like he cant move his own limbs. “wait wait y/n, slow down-“ he starts, but you just shake your head. “no, jungwon. i’m tired, i’m done. i cant compete with her, and i’m done trying. you know what you want and it doesnt reside with me anymore.”

the words hang heavy in the air, and now you’re both suffocating in it. your eyes pierce through him, and he feels the lump in his throat only grow. he takes a few steps back when he realizes you arent backing down on this decision. “i’m—“ he starts, before you turn around and walk away into your room, closing the door. “—sorry.” he whispered to himself, though he couldn’t tell if that was for you or him. you hear his faint footsteps carry to the door, then it open and close, and only then did you let your body fail on you. you collapsed onto your bed with rage and sadness coursing through you, your sobs sounding heartbreaking to the next door neighbors who could probably hear you.

jungwon walked away, each step heavier than the last, as he rethinks everything he caused all because he didnt think twice. the state he left you in broke his heart, it really did, but you weren’t going to let him fix it. not after you pulled twice your weight all while he let it rot around you both.

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“oh! my god i'm so sorry-“ you say as you turn to meet the pair of eyes you had nightmares about months after the breakup. “..jungwon!” you say, almost breathless of shock.

“y/n..” he trails as he tries to be subtle when he takes in your appearance. you’ve changed, in a good way of course. you look.. brighter. he doesn't know if he should be happy about that or not. “been a while. how are you? how’s it been?” he asked, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets as he turns his full body to you, attentive.

hm, where was that undivided attention when you two were together?

“it’s going, for sure. just taking it one day at a time. and you? how’s your life?” you ask, tilting your head. “not bad! i’ve been just practicing a lot, preparing to go on tour soon. also, random but would you want to get lunch soon? i’d like to catch up, if that’s okay with you..” his voice shrinks, almost as if he’s embarrassed to ask this.

if jungwon had anything, it was definitely audacity. yet, you were very hard headed, he should’ve known that (though you wouldn’t doubt if he didn't). and you would be lying to yourself if you said you hadn't been thinking about closure for a while, you just wanted answers, was that so bad? “sure, how's tomorrow after i get out of work? at the pizza place in the town square?” you suggest, jungwon taking up the offer a little faster than you thought. “okay, i’ll see you at 6.” you say, monotone like you meant business, then turned and walked away.

jungwon smiled, and he didnt even catch it, before he was brought back to focus by his now girlfriend, the ex who had his heart on lock. “baby, do you like these bracelets i found?” she asks as jungwon drapes his arm around her, clearing his throat like he didnt see you. “of course my love. theyre perfect!” he says with a bigger smile as they go on about their day.

you walked into the restaurant at about 6:15, the walk from your workplace was a bit longer than you thought. jungwon waved you over to the table near the window, walking over as your take your seat, the awkward silence made you both wish the other didnt agree to this. “so, how are you and her?” you start, and jungwon almost physically winced.

“hm?” he plays dumb, and you lean forward a bit, eyes slightly squinting. “you and your girlfriend, jungwon.” you say, your words dripping with sarcasm, and suddenly jungwon felt the hairs on his neck stand. “look, y/n i said i'm sorry. i don't know what else you’d want from me.” he says as he fidgets with his fingers under the table. “that isn't the point jungwon, me now doesnt need the apology as much as me then did. frankly, i'm also at fault in a way, for pursuing a relationship with someone who wasn't ready.” you spit, crossing your arms.

now jungwon felt a bit of annoyance, anger even rise in him. “how do you know i wasn't ready? i did love you! that wasn't a lie, you have no right to tell me if i was or wasn't ready!” his voice got louder, glances started to shift to you both as he calms himself down with a deep breath. “jungwon, think for a fucking second. tell me this, when you talked about me, were you ever smiling? was your heart ever skipping a beat when you thought about me?” he freezes, his eyes darting away from you like he was caught doing something he shouldn't have been, you've seen that one before.

“exactly. you weren’t ready. even when we were at that awkward stage of getting to know each other, i could tell you still loved her. your eyes spoke a lot different than your mouth did.” you continue, feeling defeated at just the thought. he was silent for a few moments, sighing. “i did love you.” he whispered, looking back at you. “but you weren’t in love with me how i was with you.” you finish for him, and he just stares at you with silent agreement in his eyes. “at least we are both to blame like you said.” he said with a bit of hostility behind his tone, making your eyebrows furrow.

“excuse me?” you retaliate. “is that not what you said?” he tested. “alright, when i said that, i meant it in the way of the fact i let it happen to myself. what happened to the saying ‘love makes you do stupid things’? i let something stupid happen to me out of the fact i loved you and wanted to stick by your side through anything like i had promised. i attempted to keep us together more than you did, so don't you ever paint me out like that again when you know it was you who let it rot and decay.” you say sternly, like you were getting upset at a child or something. how could he say something like that after the fall out was practically in his hands?

“i didn’t want it to go that far, i didn't realize it sooner.” he tries to justify, but you just return it with a scoff. “yeah right, you hung out with her more in a day than i’d see you in a week sometimes. you knew where your heart was, and it wasn’t with me. even i knew that, but i loved you too much to come to terms with it. think about how i felt when i couldn’t even get as much as a glance from you some days, let alone a kiss or a hug.” you glance to the side, just thinking about the neglect made you disgusted with yourself, and angry at jungwon.

“i was always told you were too good for me. and now that you’re gone, i realize that too. everyone was right.” jungwon said with a small laugh, trying to lighten the tone as he messed with his jacket zipper. “realized too late, obviously.” he said a bit quieter, to himself. you would've let that get to you, maybe give a little smile, but you were too ticked off by what he said to you to care. you glanced at the time on your phone. “i’m going, i got what i needed to off my chest. thanks for that, i suppose.” you say, standing up as jungwon just watches. part of him wanted to stop you, but even he knew he’d cross some sort of boundary if he did, so he just nodded and stayed put in his seat as you walked off without saying goodbye, or anything along those lines.

okay, he knew deserved that, but it still hurt. maybe you did have part of his heart still. it definitely wasn’t love, but a reminder of what he had done to you, and it was a cut that would leave a scar on him for the rest of his life.

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promotions for your comeback are a success! itzy has been working very hard and you as a group couldn’t feel prouder of yourselves, always giving 110% every comeback. you had just finished a performance of ‘cake’, exiting the stage and getting touched up by your staff, ryujin and chaeryeong feeding the cameras content for your behind the scenes segments. one of your staffs walk up to you, “y/n! in a second come with me, we are going to have you do a collab with jaehyun and sungho from boynextdoor for a ‘cake’ tiktok!” you shout back in agreement. after getting touched up, you follow the staff into a hallway where the two other idols mentioned were also getting touch ups. you were excited honestly, you just found this group but you loved their music and their talents so far.

“hello!” you greeted, the boys turning to you and almost immediately bowing, almost shyly introducing themselves. you bowed as well, introducing yourself and shaking their hands. you figured out who was who, and realized jaehyun was looking a little flushed as you taught the two how to do the challenge. “awesome! are you ready for the first take?” you ask, and they nod. you all go through a few takes, and once you can all agree on one, you part ways. you bow and thank them endlessly, giving them words of encouragement as they hand you a signed album of theirs, which you take with a big smile. you hand them one of yours, and they bow and thank you like you just gifted them with endless life.

that was the first time you have ever met myung jaehyun, and for some odd reason, it was not your last time thinking about him.

you started seeing each other at award shows, giving the typical respect to each other as idols. when boynextdoor performed, you couldn’t help but stare in awe. they were so energetic, born to be preformers, and jaehyun continuously caught your gaze. he looked out to the crowd, and he looked like he belonged up there, this was his realm. you admired that, you admired him. as an idol! of course..

backstage when you would cross ways, (totally due to coincidence) he smiled at you, but it wasnt the same confidence he had on stage. he nervously jerked his hand as a wave (as least to you), and he would awkwardly bow still like 5 times before he finally pulled himself away from your magnetic field. you thought it was cute honestly, you didn’t realize you had so much impact on someone like him. granted you were his fan, and you liked knowing he was yours.

after boynextdoor had released their HOW? album, itzy followed up with their japanese single ‘Algorhythm” shortly, which was your favorite japanese release so far. you seemed to have shared that with jaehyun, as you saw him reply to a fan on weverse asking for a song recommendation, and seeing him list your song. your song. something in your fluttered, and it made you shake your head in denial. no, feelings in the idol world was almost like public execution, everyone would rip you to shreds if they found out you liked myung jaehyun. it wasnt possible, it couldn’t be possible. it had to stay that way.

at inkigayo one day, you so happen to run into boynextdoor when they are filming something for a behind. you accidentally walked into a shot of jaehyun, wide eyed as you try to leave without bringing attention, but jaehyun turns around at the last second. “sunbaenim? ah, hello!” he stumbled on his words, bowing, which you returned. he walked closer, the camera following, which made you panic since you werent exactly camera ready yet.

“onedoor, look who stopped by! y/n sunbaenim, you guys should all go support her and itzy’s music! fighting!” he smiles brightly at the camera, and you smile as well and pat him on the shoulder, which makes him flush. “thank you jaehyun! onedoor, boynextdoor, fighting!” you and jaehyun make eye contact, and for a second it feels like you both are sending sparks to each other telepathically. you clear your throat and look away, bowing to the staff and walking away. jaehyun resumes his normal antics, and you place a hand over your heart that somehow seemed to be going 70 miles per hour.

jaehyun turns to the camera with a slightly flushed face, quickly changing topic. after filming his behind, he went to the dressing room for boynextdoor, walking in with a sigh. but riwoo knew that sigh from anywhere, turning to jaehyun with a donut in his hand, “let me guess, you caught a glimpse of y/n?” he said, jaehyun shushing him as he frantically looks around. “do you want me to get killed? but if you must know.. yes! and more, she touched my shoulder, and wished us good luck, that means something, right?” jaehyun giggles, actually giggles, making riwoo shake his head.

“i just wish it was possible.” he whispered softly, riwoo nodding. “well, we just started our career, let it marinate a bit longer. we have our lives ahead of us, jaehyun.” riwoo clapped him on the back, jaehyun nodded in agreement. the two rejoined the other members in the middle of chaos, but what else was new around here?

you had no way to tell if jaehyun felt how you did, and unfortunately you didn’t know when that day would come. he didn’t know that you lay in bed and day dream like he did, you dont know that he streams your music and stays up for every comeback to see you pop up on his phone screen. you both will never know how the other feels, yet you both wish on a star for that one day where everything was normal, and you can fulfill a love that you both crave from one another.

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another a/n ~ hello again! i know i give empty apologies and i dont mean to, i sort of got hit with like a TRUCK in motivation and this came from march... gulp. i will be writing, and updating you on my works, please dont hate me yet... i love you guys!

he always thought you would never like someone like him, he thought you were too close, too connected, confessing his feelings would ruin that he assumed. but recently, he felt like he was spiraling. some days you would treat him like he was the only person in the room, and when you both were in a group setting, you were just bestfriends. calling him the “brother you never had” and stuff along those lines. yet, one day it all just clicked, he knew you liked him, and it was put into place by one thing you said one day.

“you’re the only person i’d consider my other half. you just get me, nobody deserves that title more than you, sunghoon!”

thats all it took, sunghoon’s heart was yours. you had him on lock, and suddenly every gesture meant so much more to him. it was in front of his face the entire time! it took him forever to work up his courage to confess to you over a walk in the park, which was a normal thing for you both. almost every weekend you took a stroll, ever since middle school.

which leads him to now, staring at you as his heart shatters in his chest. “wait, you… don’t like me back?” his chest felt heavy, his legs felt weak. you gulped as you fidget with the convenience store bag of snacks in your hands. “sunghoon i…” you trailed off, trying to form your sentence correctly. “but that doesn’t make sense?” he exclaims, furrowing his eyebrows. he wasn’t mad, how could he be mad at you? he just.. wanted to throw up honestly. how could he be so wrong?

“i dont understand. you treat me like i’m the most special person in your life. just a few weeks ago you bought me a 200 dollar watch for my birthday! who just does that for someone?!” he doesnt realize he’s shouting, good thing this park is empty at this time of night. you take a deep breath. “sunghoon, i’m sorry if you felt like my present was a sign of love, but i just wanted the best for you from a.. friendly standpoint!” you try to justify, though you feel so much worse than you did a few minutes ago, the pit in your stomach getting worse.

“y/n, you called me your other half. who says that to a FRIEND?” he looks at you with.. disappointment, hurt, betrayal. you’ve never seen him look at you that way, and for a moment your heart stops. “i didnt realize that comment would have such underlying tones! i didnt mean to, lead you on?” you say, voice pitched with question because you had no intention of doing something like that. “i said that because i think of you as.. my person. but, platonically, my person. i hold a lot of care for you, and i do love you, just.. not in the way you love me.” you finish, and sunghoon can feel the knife in his heart twist.

he didnt know how to feel, what to say, what to do. he couldnt stop the tears forming at his eyes, but he held it in as he glanced to the pavement ground. “but…” he starts, but gets choked up. “how could i be so stupid..” he mumbled to himself as he sits at the nearest bench. you stand in front of him, torn between comforting him, or leaving. this was your bestfriend, your partner in crime, your other half. though that last label hurts both of you now.

“i understand if you want me to leave. and.. i understand if you never want to see my face again.” you say with a small voice, embarrassment and shame running through you. “no. dont ever say that.” sunghoon says without looking at you as he wipes his eyes. “i cant bear the thought of never seeing you again.” he leans back with a sigh. “no matter how hurt i may feel.” he finishes, looking at you with a smile that just holds something that feels.. like he’s disappointed.

you return this smile with one of your own, a sad and apologetic one. you sit next to him and look down at your lap. “you’ll always be the closest person to my heart, you know that right?” you say as you look at him, and he looks away with a bitter laugh. “okay, now it’s like you want to break my heart.” he teases, though it feels like he’s coping more like it. “dont be like that!” you pout, and he just laughs again, but this one feels more genuine. “okay, i’m sorry. cant i sulk a little~?” he nudges you with his shoulder.

he noticed how you look at him with sadness in your eyes, and his expression softened. “i’m not upset with you, if that’s what’s running through your mind right now. and i dont hate you, so dont even start.” he complains playfully, and you smile at him, which makes him relax a bit. he stands, and opens his arms. “come here, please.” he asks softly, and you stand up and hug him. he holds you close, letting out a soft sigh as he pat your head. “you will always be the closest person to my heart as well, y/n. this wouldn’t ruin our connection.” he said softly, making you nod into his chest.

after a while, he pulled back, ruffling your hair. “let me walk you home.” he smiles as you nod again, both of you walking back in the direction of your house. sunghoon knew he was going to need time to recover, but he would much rather do it with you by his side, how ever he can have you at this point.

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you met jaehyun in one of your university classes when he was presenting, after class you complimented him on his knowledge and skill. he didnt know what to say because just like anyone else, he half assed this presentation. but he took your compliments as fuel to try, and he switched his entire school motivation around. he remembers how cute you looked in your big, square glasses, it’s an image he cant erase, but now it haunts him everytime he passes by the pair that rots at his desk.

jaehyun spoiled you rotten, you almost got mad. but he showered you in so much love and affection, looked at you like you hung the stars. which you did in your mind, nobody loved stars more than you. it’s what prompted jaehyun to decorate his roof with glow-in-the-dark stars. now everytime he goes to sleep, he wishes upon them that he meets with you again in his dreams, going to sleep with a sad, yearning smile on his face.

“when we get married, let’s have our kids be cats!” you told jaehyun, even though he was a dog person over a cat person. anything to make you happy right? a few months after you passed, he welcomed a ragdoll cat named milky way, and he always said, “you look just like your mother/father imagined.” he whispered this in his dim room, as the cat purred against his chest and brought him warmth, though it never compared to yours.

“jaehyun, you ready man?” sungho snaps him out of his 10th zone out today. “we go on soon.” jaehyun nodded as he glanced down at his mic, his thumb tracing your engraved name. he begged for this to be done, and the staff looked at him like he was silly. but when you have a puppy eyed jaehyun, it’s hard to say no, you knew that too back then. “i’m ready.” he says weakly, to himself as sungho glances at riwoo, who shakes his head as they walked over to the exit of the dressing room.

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you order a hot chocolate and a warmed up chocolate chip cookie, your eyes immediately darting to the empty bay window after you paid. you rushed over, and in your one track mind of wanting to claim your normal spot, you bump into someone’s chest, making them spill their tea all over their sweater. “oh- shit! oh my god i’m so sorry!” you panic as you grab napkins off the nearest table, making eye contact with who you bumped into.

instead of the angry expression, maybe even a few no no words you expected, you were met with a smiling face. a very, very handsome smiling face. he even laughed as he takes the napkins from your hands. “it’s okay, considering the harsh snow, it actually felt sorta nice to be warm.” he said as he pats down his thick jacket. you were still staring at him like you had just discovered gold, making him turn back. “what? is there something on my face?” he touches his cheeks.

“huh? oh no! no sorry, um i’ll buy you a new drink! i feel so bad i’m so sorry.” you continue to ramble before you feel his hand go on your shoulder, stopping you. “don’t beat yourself up, it’s really okay.” he says again, in a softer tone, and he’s a bit closer than before. you were stuck, you were admiring him more than you wanted to admit, only brought out of your trance by your name being called for your order.

he smiled, straightening up. “i’ll see you around, y/n.” he says, only learning your name then, before he walks by you and back out the door to the cafe, as you finally let out a breath you didnt know you were holding. you rub your temples as you go up and retrieve your order, going back over to the bay window and sitting down.

‘i have never seen him before.. does he go to my school?’ you thought as you carefully sip your hot chocolate. but goodness was he absolutely stunning, maybe you wouldnt mind seeing him again.

a few days pass, and you are back at the cafe for a study session at your regular bay window. so engrossed in your studies, you didnt notice the same boy standing in front of you until his shadow grew closer, making you look up to meet his eyes. “mind if i join you?” he asked, tilting his head as his glasses fall down his nose a bit. “no, go ahead!” you gesture, and he takes a seat next to you.

“i don’t have a drink for you to spill this time, dont worry.” he said as you roll your eyes a bit. “i said sorry!” you exclaim, making him giggle. “i’m donghyun, but my friends call me leehan.” he said, glancing down at your bookbag and spotting a KOZ university pin. “you attend KOZ also?” he asked as he looks up at you again.

“eh? you go there too? what classification are you?” you asked, suddenly your studies didnt seem so important, they definitely weren’t jaw dropping handsome like leehan was. “me? freshman. you?” he replied. “freshman also! what’s your major?” you continued, putting your laptop aside.

neither of you noticed the sun almost setting, hours had passed by and it was just you two and maybe a few other people scattered in the cafe. giggles and jokes spilled from each of you, leehan noticing a dusty pink on your cheeks as you spoke to him, and he was only hoping you didnt notice his red ears. when you finally check the time, your eyes widen. “holy shit, it’s been 3 hours?” you say in disbelief as you look at him.

“what, is that a bad thing?” he asked, crossing his arms. “no! i enjoy talking to you, i just wasnt expecting that much time to fly..” you say, scratching the back of your neck. “i do have to run though, but i loved talking to you.. leehan.” you say softly, testing his name on your lips. “here, give me your number, and we can meet up on campus too!” leehan said, his signature smile painting his lips as he pulls out his phone and hands the open keypad toward you, as you input your number.

you and leehan had been texting for a few weeks now, the first semester of college finally over, enjoying your winter break. you were getting ready for bed when your phone lit up with a message from leehan.

‘hey! sorry it’s late i know.. but do you want to hang out?’

you sat on your bed looking at the message, smiling softly to yourself as you type out a reply.

‘how could i say no to you? of course, do you wanna come to mine? its too cold outside.’

he replies within seconds.

‘do you miss me that bad? i’ve been walking a few blocks, send me your address and i’ll be there.’

you like the message and send him your address, and within 15 minutes he is knocking at your door, shopping bag in hand with snacks as he was bundled up, looking really adorable. you opened the door and reached out to take the bag, brushing your warm hand along his cold one. “leehan! you’re freezing! i’ll make you tea.” you say, holding his hand in both of yours in attempt to warm it up, making him blush under the scarf he had around the bottom half of his face.

you put his hand down as he sat at the kitchen island, watching you move around as you grab a tea packet and begin to warm up water for it. “so! what did you wanna do? i dont have much to do here besides us just watching tv..” you say shyly as you turn to him, leehan smiling under the scarf, you could only tell based off the crescent moons his eyes made, which you adored.

“that sounds perfect to me. i brought snacks, so it works out!” he says. after a few minutes you placed the mug of tea in front of him. “be careful and warm up. you can go to the living room, i’ll be right back.” you say as you rush off to your room, grabbing a blanket for the two of you, as leehan got comfortable on your couch, finally taking off his scarf and coat and laying them on the armrest.

as you retuned, you tossed him the blanket with a giggle as you sit next to him, grabbing the remote and scrolling through different christmas movies, leehan letting you decide as you pick the grinch, your favorite. you settle in as leehan places the bag of snacks between you, and you waste no time to grab the bag of your favorite gummies you saw. “how did you know these were my favorite?” you asked, looking at him.

“you mentioned it once, i never forget.” he said with a nod as he turned to the tv, your cheeks dusting pink again. as you two watch the movie, both of you were slowly scooting closer to the other, but neither of you minded. it wasnt until leehan put his arm around you that you finally laud your head on his shoulder, making him smile a bit harder than he thought.

you both finished 2 movies before it was almost 1 am, and you yawned, finally giving up the losing battle of sleep. “i’ll go, thanks for hanging out with me so late.” leehan said as he gathered all the trash to throw away as you walk him to the door afterwards. “anytime, if you call i’ll answer, leehan.” you say as you open the front door for him, as he turned to you, admiring you for a second.

you both hold eye contact before leehan leans in and cups your cheeks with his cold hands, pulling you into a soft kiss, making you freeze up (though you thought it was the cold wind outside) for a second before you melt into his kiss. he pulled away after a short bit, looking at you with red cheeks and ears.

“sorry, you just looked so perfect, i didnt wanna miss-“ he started, caught off guard when you grab him by the coat and pull him back in for a second kiss, one a bit more intense than the first. his hands hold your waist as you slowly pull back, both gazing into each other’s eyes. “dont be sorry, leehan.” you whisper with a smile, which he returns with a giggle. “would this be the time i ask you to be my girlfriend?” he said as you laugh, pulling back with a shrug. “test it out.” you tease

leehan sighs with a smile, tilting his head a bit. “y/n, will you be my girlfriend?” he asked, fidgeting with his coat as a nervous habit. you smiled, taking his hands into yours.

“yes leehan, i’d love to be your girlfriend.”

“one year next week, isnt that crazy?” you shift the subject, and he follows. “i know! one year ago i asked the most beautiful and amazing girl to be mine, and i dont regret it one bit.” he coos, eyes admiring you like he sculpted you himself. “you’re so cheesy, i like it, dont change.” you say as you kiss his cheek and the look down at your phone as you get a message from your mutual friend jaehyun. “oh! i’ll be back later baby, i gotta.. run an errand.” you say, standing up and gathering your belongings. “huh? we always run errands together, where are you going?” he stands, and his sulky mode is back.

you smile and pat his cheek. “you cant come on this one, it’s.. secret!” you kiss his cheek again, and then the pout on his lips. “i’ll see you tomorrow okay?” you walk to the door and he follows, practically dragging his feet. “what is it?” he tries and you just shoot him a glance, and he cant help but smile. “fine, you hate me.” he crosses his arms. “not true, bye baby. i love you~.” you say and he folds almost immediately. “i love you more. bye baby!” he exclaims as you walk out of his apartment.

riwoo was getting anxious, you had never been this secretive. why were you scared of him going into your phone all of a sudden? why did he notice inside jokes you had with jaehyun? he told himself he was scaring himself, no way you would cheat on him with jaehyun of all people. you wouldn’t right?

it was the day before your anniversary, and you noticed riwoo was being very.. on edge. he was skeptical around you, even dodging your pecks and kisses, he never did that before. “riwoo?” you call from the doorway of the bedroom as he lays on the bed. “hm?” he asks as he almost barely spares you a glance. “what’s up with you today? we have barely interacted.” you say as you walk in and sit at the edge.

he sits up, turning his phone off and staring down at the covers, tracing the patterns with his fingers. “are you cheating on me with jaehyun?” he asks suddenly, ripping the bandaid off somehow. your eyes go wide, with both shock and disbelief, “huh? where the heck did you get that idea?!” you say as you turn your body fully to face him. “you’ve been hanging out with him a lot! you guys have inside jokes and i dont know..” riwoo trails off with a shrug. you sigh, scooting closer and pulling his hand into your lap, which makes him finally look at you.

“there is a reason for it, and it’s gonna ruin my plans but i cant handle you being like this with me anymore.” you start, and riwoo furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “plan-?” he was about to interrupt before you kept going. “jaehyun has been helping me plan a really big date for us to have tomorrow for our anniversary. he’s helped me buy something for you, and he’s helped me plan out all the places we are going to go to tomorrow.” you squeeze his hand softly. “there is nothing going on between us and there never will be. you are the one i love and the only one i love, riwoo.” you whisper, and riwoo’s body visibly relaxes.

“i.. i’m sorry. i shouldn’t have assumed, i should’ve asked instead if acting like.. a child.” he sighs as he pulls you into a hug. “i’m sorry, i love you.” he whispers, and you only tighten the hug. “i love you more, dont apologize. i know i was being sneaky but it was for a good reason.” you say as you glance at the clock on the nightstand, 12:07. “happy one year anniversary.” you whisper as you pull back, riwoo smiling. “happy one year anniversary.” he whispers as he pulls you into a gentle kiss. you pull back after a few seconds, tilting you head. “would you like your gift now?” you ask, and riwoo nods.

you stand up and go over to your drawer, pulling out a box. you walk back over and place it in his lap. “go on.” you say, and he opens it to reveal a pair of matching rings, a simple gold band, but a thick one at that. “look inside,” and he does, seeing your name engraved on his with the date you both got together, and checks the other to see his name and the date as well. “y/n.. i love it. thank you so much, i love you.” he says as he hugs you again and plants a bunch of kisses all over your face. “not sulky anymore?” you giggle and he just nods, stealing a kiss from your lips.

“see, this is why you should just tell me next time.”

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“oh? you know my name already?” he asked as he sits down. “was i not supposed to? leehan has spoken about you before, you arent new in our lives.” you say with a giggle after, and you swore you saw woonhak’s cheeks get a little pinker.

“he talks about me? what does he say, is it bad?” he suddenly asks, and you shake your head. “arent we supposed to be studying mister? this is literally your session going to waste!” you say, making him scramble for his backpack, pulling out his laptop and his math notebook.

it had been 4 hours since you both started, and woonhak was making a lot of progress! he was super cooperative, and understanding material pretty fast. “you know your stuff, i don't even think you really need me, hak.” you said with a smile, making him mirror you easily. ‘hak? we made it to nickname basis???’ he thought before he refocused his attention.

“really? i feel like i can do it but… make me do it alone? suddenly i cant remember anything!” he said with a slight pout. ‘cute.’ you thought, clearing your throat a bit and sipping the tea you ordered a long while ago. “you’ll be fine. i promise. this test is tomorrow you said, right?” and he nods, you reach over and pat his shoulder. “you’ve got this. i believe in you! we can end here, i think i fed you all the information you’ll need.” you say, and he nods, packing his things and you two part ways.

the next day, you were cluelessly hanging out with your friends. all at the dining hall gathered at the drinks, as you spot a certain boy jogging up to you. “y/n! y/n! i passed with a 90!!!” he exclaims, hugging you so tight you almost spill your drink on yourself.

you laugh a bit and hug him back with one arm, and he's very slightly jumping up and down from excitement. “really? see! i told you, you walked it like a dog!” you say as he pulls back with a bright smile. “i couldn’t have done it without you. let me repay you somehow! please?” he asks, eyes pleading like a puppy.

you try to resist, you really do, but he's just too.. adorable! you sigh and drift off to think of something. “you can just buy me food, hak. it’s no problem.” you say with a gentle laugh. he thinks to himself and nods, his smile not leaving his face. “so, can i take you out for dinner? like— not on a date! unless you want it to be a date? but if you don't that’s cool!” he spits out like he's rapping, speaking fast and nervously scratching the back of his neck.

your eyebrows arch a bit as you smile. ‘ah, he likes me. no wonder he was so red yesterday.’ you realize as you place a hand on his shoulder again, making him pause his ramble. “it’s a date, hak. tonight, 6? meet me at this building, and we can go from there.” you say, leaning over a bit and kissing his cheek softly, walking away like nothing happened. you glance back after a few steps and only see him frozen with a dazed gaze in his eyes. maybe you need to thank your brother more often, considering he blindly set you up with his bestfriend. thanks leehan!