#grape x reader

GRAY YEON

You weren't even sure how you ended up questioning your relationship.

Maybe it was because Gray never texted first.

Or because every conversation somehow sounded like an interrogation from guidance counselors.

Or because the last thing he told you before leaving school was:

"Don't get into trouble."

No "bye" and no "see you later."

Not even a heart emoji.

Just:

"Don't get into trouble."

You sat on your bed staring at your phone.

"...Are we dating?"

The next day you purposely sat farther away from him during lunch. Naturally he immediately noticed.

"Why are you sitting over there?"

You blinked.

"...Because I wanted to?"

Gray frowned.

"Come sit here."

"Gray."

"What?"

"That sounded really demanding."

"And?"

You stared at him.

Gray stared back.

"...Was I supposed to ask nicely?"

At that moment you realized Gray genuinely didn't know how relationships worked.

Later that day you received a text.

Gray: Get home safely.

Three minutes later.

Gray: And yes we're dating.

Apparently Alex told him why you were acting weird.

STEPHEN AHN

The problem with Stephen was that he treated you exactly the same way he treated everyone else.

Warm, Friendly, Patient and Supportive.

The issue?

He was like that with literally everybody!

One afternoon you watched him help a random underclassman with homework.

Then carry someone's books.

Then buy somebody a drink from the cafeteria

Then tell someone else not to skip lunch once he saw them studying all morning.

You stared at him with a frown.

"...Stephen."

"Hm?"

"Would you do all this for anyone?"

Stephen smiled.

"Probably."

You immediately regretted asking.

"Oh."

His smile disappeared.

"Oh."

Stephen sat beside you.

"...That's not what you meant, was it?"

"Nope."

Stephen sighed.

Then leaned back.

"I'd help anyone."

"Yeah."

"But I'd worry about you."

"..."

"I'd wait for you."

"..."

"I'd choose you."

The silence that followed was swallowing you both whole, Stephen scratched his neck awkwardly.

"That sounded cooler in my head."

It absolutely did not

You still smiled anyway.

BEN PARK

Ben was nice, too nice like Suspiciously nice.

You knew that was just his nature, being the sunshine and all.

The problem was that Ben treated literally EVERYONE nicely.

Old ladies?

Of course! Treat your elders nicely

Teachers?

The same even after they just yelled at him for making too much damn noise.

Random kid asking for directions?

He justs acts nice without knowing either.

You?

Meh, the same but

There was literally no difference.

One day you finally snapped and confronted him.

"Ben."

"Hm?"

"Would you treat a stranger like this?"

Ben blinked.

"...Probably."

You stared at him with an eyebrow raised.

He stared back for a few seconds, this mf was clueless

Then his eyes widened.

"Oh."

"OH?"

"Wait no no no that's not what I meant."

"It sounded exactly like what you meant."

Ben immediately entered panic mode.

The entire lunch table watched.

Alex was already laughing.

Gerard was eavesdropping pretending to not care.

"Okay listen," Ben started.

"If a stranger got hurt, I'd help them."

"Okay."

"If my friends needed me, I'd help them."

"Okay."

"If YOU needed me—"

He stopped.

Ben's ears slowly turned red.

"I'd drop everything."

The entire table exploded, Alex fell from his chair and Gerard screamed.

At least your question got answered.

ALEX GO

Dating Alex was like dating your hb.

Which was cute, Until it wasn't.

You were sitting together one afternoon when Alex randomly threw a french fry at your forehead.

"Ow."

Alex laughed.

You threw it back.

He threw it back again and so did you

Soon both of you were involved in a full-scale food war.

Until suddenly you stopped.

"...Alex."

"Hm?"

"Do couples do this?"

Alex stopped eating his French fries

"What?"

"Throw food at each other."

"Probably not?"

"Oh my God," your hands cover in your face hitting the higuruma pose

Alex immediately realized what you were thinking.

"WAIT."

"Alex, I think we're just friends."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN FRIENDS?"

"You literally threw a french fry at my skull."

"I THOUGHT WE WERE FLIRTING."

The argument lasted thirty minutes.

Neither of you won.

The only conclusion reached was that Alex had terrible flirting skills.

GERARD JIN

You questioned your relationship because Gerard flirted with literally everyone.

That one lady from the bowling alley?

Teddy.

Random people on the streets

Sometimes even himself.

You genuinely couldn't tell anymore and one day you finally confronted him.

"Gerard."

"Yeah babe?"

"...Do you flirt with everybody?"

Gerard smiled.

"Pretty much."

You nodded slowly.

Then stood up and walked away.

"WAIT."

Gerard immediately chased after you.

"What?"

"So I AM everybody?"

"No!"

"That's literally what you just said."

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT."

The next ten minutes consisted of Gerard desperately explaining that there was a difference between his normal flirting and his flirting with you.

You still weren't convinced.

Until later that night.

When he canceled plans with his entire friend group to go to the bowling alley just because you had a bad day.

"...Oh." You muttered once you saw his text about it

Yeah.

That answered your question.

TEDDY JIN

Teddy's love language was bullying unfortunately.

The final straw came when he stole your snack.

"Teddy."

"What?"

"Do you even like me?"

Teddy froze and slowly placed your snack back to the table.

"...What?"

"You keep stealing my food."

"You steal mine too."

"Because you started it."

"THAT'S HOW WE FLIRT."

Ben nearly choked on his drink.

"Teddy."

"Yeah?"

"I don't think theft is a love language."

Teddy looked genuinely offended.

"It absolutely is."

At the end of the day he bought you five replacement snacks.

Which honestly might've been the closest thing to a love confession you'd ever get from him.

WOLF KEUM

Questioning your relationship with Wolf happened at least once a week.

Maybe twice.

Okay, every day.

The problem wasn't that Wolf was mean.

The problem was that Wolf acted like an angry stray cat that accidentally got adopted.

One afternoon, you walked into the park only to find him sitting on a swing.

By himself.

Looking pissed off at the existence of oxygen.

You sat beside him on another swing,

"Hey."

"Hm."

"Do you even enjoy spending time with me?"

Wolf looked at you, then looked away and looked back at you with a more calmer expression.

"...What kind of stupid question is that?"

"The kind that requires an answer."

Wolf groaned.

"You talk too much."

"And you answer too little."

"You're here, aren't you?"

You blinked.

"What?"

"I hate people."

"Wow. Romantic."

"I'm serious."

"I know."

Wolf kicked at the dirt.

"You know how many people I avoid every day?"

"A lot?"

"A lot."

"And?"

"And I came here," he hesistated, "Specifically because you said you wanted to hang out."

Wolf immediately regretted saying that.

"Don't look at me like that." He said grumpily standing up.

At the end of the day, he walked you home anyway.

JAKE JI

Jake was dependable, every place? He is there, every birthday party? He is there, every christmas? He is THERE.

The kind of dependable that made you wonder if he was being your boyfriend or your bodyguard.

One afternoon, you were carrying groceries.

Before you could even touch the bags,

Jake took all of them.

Every single one

"Jake."

"Hm?"

"I can carry those."

"I know."

"...Then why are you carrying all of them?"

Jake shrugged.

"Because I can."

The next day you tested something different, You intentionally tried opening a heavy door.

Jake immediately opened it for you.

You tried carrying a LOT of books

Jake carried them.

You tried reaching something high from the library shelves.

Jake grabbed it

Finally, you crossed your arms.

"Jake."

"What?"

"Do you think I'm weak?"

Jake nearly dropped his drink.

"What?"

"You keep doing everything for me."

Jake looked like as if he had solved a puzzle

"Oh."

"Oh?!"

"You thought that's why?"

"It sure looks like it." You grabbed his drink from his hand.

Jake rubbed the back of his neck.

Then sighed,

"It's not because you can't do it. It's because I don't want you to have to."

At the end of the day, you ended up drinking his soda and stealing some of his two pieces manga

DEAN KWON

Dean was difficult to read, the problem was that Dean always seemed calm.

You could literally tell him your house exploded and he'd probably respond with:

"That's unfortunate."

One afternoon, the thought finally escaped your mouth.

"Dean."

"Hm?"

"Do you actually like me?"

Dean looked at you as if the answer was obvious.

"...Yes."

"That's it?"

"What do you mean?"

The conversation was going nowhere.

"Dean."

"Yes?"

"Most people elaborate."

"Oh."

Dean thought for a moment, and you gave him time to piece out what you actually meant.

"I enjoy spending time with you."

"Okay."

"You improve my mood."

"Okay."

"I trust you."

You turned your head to face him slowly, because that one was huge.

Dean wasn't exactly the trusting type.

"...Was that not enough?" You asked,

"No."

"There's more?"

Dean nodded.

Then immediately looked away,

"I think about you first."

Your brain stopped functioning

Dean realized what he had just admitted.

Immediately stood up.

"I'm leaving now." Dean said calmly as he walked faster than usual.

JACK KANG

Jack was confusing because he flirted like a middle schooler.

Which meant half the time you couldn't tell if he liked you or if he was trying to start a fight.

One afternoon he appeared out of nowhere.

"You're short."

You looked up to see him towering over you from behind

"...Hello to you too."

Jack smirked.

"You almost didn't see me."

"I wish I didn't."

"Rude."

Eventually, after enough arguing, you sighed.

"Jack."

"Hm?"

"Why are you like this?"

"Like what?"

"You insult me every time we talk."

Jack looked genuinely surprised.

"...Those are insults?"

You swore you almost punched this guy

"Jack."

"Yeah?"

"You called me a garden gnome yesterday."

"It was affectionate."

"IT WAS WHAT?"

Jack immediately started laughing.

Eventually he sighed.

"Fine."

"Fine what?"

"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't spend this much time annoying you, am I right?"

"That's somehow worse."

JIMMY BAE

Jimmy was the definition of mixed signals.

One day he'd act possessive.

The next day he'd disappear for six hours, probably plotting ways on how he could get revenge on Ben (obsessed mf)

One day he'd buy you food.

The next he'd call you annoying,

You were tired.

So very tired of this anger issued mob.

Finally, you cornered him on his way to his usual spot when he visits your school.

"Jimmy."

"What?"

"Be honest."

Jimmy immediately looked suspicious, and tried to walk past you

"No."

You immediately blocked the way with your arm

"JIMMY."

He sighed.

"What?"

"Do you even like me?"

He scoffed, then looked genuinely offended.

"...Are you stupid?"

"EXCUSE ME?" You layed your hand on your chest

"I'm serious."

Well, for sure you were smarter than him

Jimmy waited for an answer before groaning dramatically.

"If I didn't like you, would I be here?"

"Maybe."

"No."

"Maybe."

"No."

Jimmy grabbed your shoulders.

"I visit this damn place just to see you?"

The sheer certainty caught you off guard.

Then he immediately let go and looked away.

"...You're annoying."

"There it is."

"But you're my annoying person."

The delivery was awful

The meaning wasn't.

GRAPE LEE

You questioned your relationship with Grape for a very simple reason.

He was a menace

An actual menace with magic eyes.

Half the time he was making fun of you.

The other half he was making fun of everybody else,

One afternoon, you were peacefully eating a small box of sushi when Grape suddenly appeared beside you.

Like a sleep paralysis demon.

"That looks disgusting."

You slowly lowered your food.

"Infront of my sushi?"

Grape stole one, ate it then immediately stole another.

You stared at him filling his mouth with sushi which he APPARENTLY called disgusting btw.

"Grape."

"What?"

"Do you even like me?"

He nearly choked, looked at you as if it was your fault (kind of)

Then looked away immediately, silently chewing his sushi, which was suspicious.

"Well?"

He clicked his tongue,

"You know I don't hang out with people I don't like."

"You literally hang out with everyone."

"Wrong."

"Hah? Come again?"

"Most people are tolerable, you're my favorite."

The words came out so naturally that neither of you processed them immediately.

"...What?"

Grape looked like he wanted to dig a hole and die on it.

"I didn't say anything."

"You literally did."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

At the end of the day, he spent three hours trying to convince you that you hallucinated the entire conversation.

DONALD NA

Questioning your relationship with Donald was inevitable.

The man was emotionally unavailable in ways that should've been studied.

One afternoon, you were sitting together while he worked.

Because apparently his hobbies included paperwork and intimidating people.

You had been there for almost an hour.

Donald hadn't spoken once.

Finally, you put your phone down.

"Donald."

"Hm."

"Can I ask something?"

"You just did."

"Bruh"

Donald looked up.

"...Go ahead."

You hesitated for a while, "Do you actually enjoy being around me?"

Donald stared at you with a blank expression, as if the question itself confused him.

"What kind of question is that?"

"An honest one."

Donald stared at you, Then at his papers, Then back at you.

"You've been sitting here for fifty-three minutes."

"...Okay?" You nodded

"I knew you were here the entire time."

"...Okay?"

"I haven't told you to leave."

Your mouth did an o and remained agape

"Donald."

"What?"

"That's not normal boyfriend behavior."

"It isn't?"

"No."

He slowly set his pen down.

"Most people exhaust me."

"You don't."

Your heart immediately betrayed you,

Donald continued speaking.

Completely unaware of the damage he was causing.

"I don't have to think when you're around, I don't have to watch what I say."

"And I don't find silence uncomfortable."

"Was that supposed to be sweet?" You said letting out a laugh

He frowned slightly.

"It wasn't supposed to be anything."

"Donald, that was incredibly sweet."

"Oh."

You watched the realization slowly hit him.

Then he looked away and did his paperworks again,

But you could see the faintest tint red on the tip of his ears.

At the end of the day, you stayed beside him.

Neither of you said much afterward.

But every few minutes, his hand would drift slightly closer to yours on the table.

And for Donald?

That was basically a full-blown love confession.