#hyeonverse

pairing: situationship!seonghyeon x f!reader (ft. childhoodbsf!juhoon)

synopsis: in which you and seonghyeon are more than friends, less than lovers and juhoon is left wondering where he stands

warnings: fluff, angst, love triangle, tension, unrequited love, high school kids, extremely cringy, not proofread !!

wc: 2.9k

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𑣲 angi’s note — inspired by anna of the north’s “lovers” and special dt to my love @jjuhyeon for inspiring and encouraging me to start my writing journey, yani this one’s for you i love you sm !!

The bright light of the morning sun seeped through the blinds as you slept comfortably, causing you to twitch in your sleep. Groaning at the sudden intrusion of light, you rolled around, pulling the comforter over your head before a certain noise caught your attention. The faint sound of laughter from below awoke you from your somnolent state. You knew it wasn’t a school day so who the hell was at your house this early in the morning? Reaching for your phone by your bedside, you unplugged it from the charger, checking the time.

8:12 am.

“You have 5 notifications from ‘jju🐢’”

[7:28 am]

jju🐢: hey i’m coming over in a bit, your mom invited me for breakfast again lol

[7:36 am]

jju🐢: im otw to ur house now

Jju: no way youre still not awake yet

[7:43 am]

jju🐢: your mom let me in

jju🐢: come down when you wake up loser

The soft patter of your footsteps alerted your mom and juhoon of your presence as you walked into the kitchen, settling yourself into a seat at the kitchen island.

“Wow, good morning sleeping beauty,” he grinned. “Nice hair by the way.”

“Shut up,” you responded, rolling your eyes. “It takes a lot of work to look this good in the morning.” to which Juhoon snickered at your response. “Righttt.”

“Good morning my love,” your mom greeted you with a smile. “I wanted to invite Juhoon over for breakfast before I headed off to work as a thank you for putting up with you all the time. He’s such a sweet boy, isn’t he?” she teased playfully and you couldn’t help but groan as Juhoon laughed at your discontent.

“I’m just kidding. Here is your plate,” she said before sliding it over, “Don’t forget to do the dishes later, I’m heading off now. Make sure you take care of Juhoon, treat him like a guest!” Her voice retreated throughout the house before the slamming of a door notified you of her absence.

“Guess it’s just me and you now. Wanna hang out today?” he asked as you mindlessly picked up a piece of egg off your plate.

You shrugged, “Yeah we could, I don’t think I’m doing anything today.” you said before a sudden ding! from your phone caught your attention. Grabbing your phone, you started to respond, unbeknownst to you Juhoon had also caught who the text came from.

“You have 1 notification from ‘hyeon🤍’”

[8:47 am]

hyeon🤍: hey r u doing anything today? wanna see you

You: hii i was gonna hang out with juhoon today ! do you want to come ?

hyeon🤍: sure. see you in 30

“I’m gonna go get ready, seonghyeon’s coming with us too.” you said as you brought your plate to the sink.

“You’re still talking to him? I thought you said you didn’t like the mixed signals.” he questioned.

You paused momentarily, slightly caught off guard at the question.

Somewhere along the way, the line between friendship and romantic partners had blurred between the two of you, yet neither you or seonghyeon ever made the acknowledgement to correct it or set boundaries. You were his, and he was yours, exclusively, and no labels made it seem like less of a commitment, less serious.

“I don’t but–whatever, I’m just going to get ready. I’ll be quick, you can watch netflix if you want, you know where the remote is!” and with that you rushed upstairs.

Juhoon watched you go up the stairs before letting out a sigh, resting his elbows on the counter and dropping his head in hands.

Juhoon has liked you for as long as he could remember, dating back to the day you two first met.

It was the first day of Kindergarten and you had just been dropped off, hair done, wearing a sparkly pink dress, and carrying a princess Aurora backpack that was way too big for you.

While all the other kids were crying out for their parents, Juhoon being one of them, you went out of your way to comfort him before even introducing yourself. He cried in your arms for a solid 5 minutes while you reassured him that it would be okay and gave him gentle pats on the back.

Out of embarrassment Juhoon avoided you for the next couple of days, but you were persistent, greeting him every morning, sitting next to him at lunch, and inviting him to play at recess. Since then, Juhoon has always been by your side, your classmates knew you guys as one, always asking where the other one was if not present.

He was there for your first heartbreak back in middle school when you had been rejected by your crush. Seeing how much a silly boy had affected you, he stuck around the whole time and provided a shoulder for you to cry on when you needed and bought you endless snacks to help with the healing process, claiming that boys were “stupid” and that it would be his loss.

He was there for your first F in school when you were struggling with chemistry. Knowing how much you prided yourself in academics, Juhoon would come over and stay late hours after school to help tutor you, putting aside his own work to make sure you understood the content well enough to do the work on your own.

He was there for you when you guys had your first argument. It was stupid, really. You had stood Juhoon up at a tutoring session to go hang out with a boy and when he confronted you about it, it ended with you heading home crying and a frustrated Juhoon left behind wondering how you out of all people would choose a boy over academics. You guys didn’t talk for three days after the incident and Juhoon decided he had enough of the radio silence so he went to the store and bought a basket full of your favorite snacks and items as a way to apologize to you. (you forgave him immediately.)

Throughout it all, he stayed. He stayed because he loved your caring and outgoing personality. He loved the way you carried yourself, confident yet humble.

He loved the way you laughed with your whole body at something even the slightest bit funny, or how you’d smack him while laughing.

He loved how attentive to detail you were, taking down notes of his interests and hobbies because you had the memory of a goldfish.

He loved the way you’d play with your hair or mess with your necklace when you were anxious.

He loved late night walks and conversations with you, even if they were about the stupidest possible thing in mankind or simply being in each other’s presence in silence.

He loved how you would always put everyone first, even at the cost of yourself. You were selfless and always willing to help, that was something Juhoon admired about you a lot.

Over time, Juhoon’s feelings for you grew during those years and it didn’t stop. In fact, his feelings for you developed even further the older you two got. Seeing how you had matured into a beautiful, resilient woman, how could he not fall for you?

Juhoon never built up the courage to confess though, despite the numerous times his friend Martin would encourage him to do so. In his defense, he never really had the opportunity to. You were always either a. crushing on others (to which he had to hear all of unfortunately) or b. preoccupied with yourself in your “boys ain’t shit” phase. It wasn’t like he never thought about it, the timing just never really worked out.

More importantly, Juhoon didn’t want to confess and risk the chance of ruining the bond you guys had created over the years. He didn’t want unrequited feelings to be the reason you two would experience an awkward shift in dynamics. Sure, you guys have had disagreements in the past, but none of them as devastating or serious as this would be. So to play it safe, Juhoon vowed he would never confess his feelings for you unless you did first, even if it meant hurting himself. Martin called him stupid, but he didn’t care because to him, you were home, and it didn’t matter if you didn’t feel the same, all he needed was you.

The sound of your rushed footsteps broke him out of his trance, “Hyeon just texted me,” you said while putting on your coat. “He’s waiting outside. Let’s go.” You said with a grin as you nodded your head towards the door. Juhoon couldn’t help but let out a small smile before following in your footsteps.

The autumn air was cool and smelt of crisp musty leaves. It had been getting colder lately and you were starting to regret wearing such a thin top.

Seonghyeon stood outside, one earbud in his ear, scrolling on his phone before looking up, acknowledging your presence.

“Hi lovey.” he said with a smile, pulling you into a hug before locking eyes with Juhoon.

He cleared his throat, standing up straight again and gave Juhoon a slight nod.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

Seonghyeon turned his attention back to you, “So where do you wanna go?”

“I don’t really feel like doing much today, maybe a walk in the park? We can get food after?”

“Whatever you want beautiful, let’s go.”

Seonghyeon interlaced your fingers together as you guys began to walk, Juhoon positioned himself on your right, causing you to be sandwiched in between the two.

A breeze had brushed by, causing you to shiver slightly, leaving goosebumps on your bare skin. Both of them noticed, of course.

“Are you cold? Here,” Juhoon started to take his jacket off before Seonghyeon cut him off. Removing his jacket just as fast, Seonghyeon didn’t wait for an answer before draping his jacket over you, still warm from his body heat.

“Thank you.” you smiled at seonghyeon and Juhoon watched the whole interaction. Fixing his own jacket, he made eye contact with Seonghyeon who just gave him a slight smirk before continuing to walk, “My clothes always look better on you anyways.”

The walk to the park wasn’t long, and once you had reached your destination, you settled upon a bench. Juhoon sat on your left and Seonghyeon on your right.

For a while, no one had said anything. Occasional breezes passed by and you observed the environment around you, kids running around, people taking strolls and walking their dogs, geese swimming gracefully in the pond.

You sighed, taking it all in, before your olfactory nerves caught the scent of something warm and sweet. Cinnamon and apple cider. You perched up immediately, eyes jumping everywhere to find the source of the smell.

Seonghyeon and Juhoon’s eyes followed you.

Following the smell, your eyes narrowed on a small food vendor selling snacks in the distance.

“Do you guys want to get apple cider? I could really go for something warm right now.”

“I’ll go get it.” Seonghyeon and Juhoon said at the same time, standing up.

A beat had passed and neither of them moved. If you didn’t notice the tension then, you could clearly see it now.

The way they both refused to break eye contact.

The way they were subtly trying to size each other up.

The way their body language shifted.

“Orrr I could just go.” You said, preparing to get up.

“No.” They both turned to you.

“Oookay.” You sat back down immediately.

Juhoon ended up caving and sat back down, to which Seonghyeon beamed in glee at his surrender, taking in his victory as he went off to order drinks for the three of you.

“Are you still cold?” Juhoon asked

“A little, but not as much as before. Why?”

Without saying anything more, Juhoon removed his scarf and placed it on you, wrapping it around your neck securely to ensure your warmth.

“Oh thank you,” you said in response to the heartwarming action. “What about you? Won’t you be cold?”

“I’ll be fine, don’t worry about me.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to get sick.”

“I am sure,” he chuckled. “Just wear it, you have the immune system of a peanut.”

“Wow, you remembered I get sick easily. I’m touched.” You feigned a crying expression before the two of you bursted out in laughter.

“Of course I remember,” he said quietly.

The two of you sat in comfortable silence for a bit before Juhoon broke it,

“Does he make you happy?” Juhoon asked, staring straight ahead.

You turned towards Juhoon. “Sorry?”

“I asked if he makes you happy.” He repeated, still looking in front of him.

You looked down at your hands, “Yeah,” you said softly. “Yeah, he does make me happy.”

Juhoon didn’t look at you, “Okay. If you’re happy, I’m happy.”

You turned to him once more, confused, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“I-”

“What are you two talking about?” Seonghyeon came back, a drink tray in hand as he sipped on his hot vanilla latte.

“Nothing important, thank you.” You took the drink from the tray he nudged towards you, taking a small sip from it before letting out a sigh of content.

Almost immediately Seonghyeon clocked the scarf that was now wrapped around your neck. His eyes narrowed, recognizing it as Juhoon’s, his gaze shifted.

“I didn’t know what you wanted so I just got you apple cider as well.” he said mindlessly, leaving the tray next to Juhoon before returning to his spot next to you on the bench.

“Thank you.” he said, picking it up and letting it rest in his hands before going quiet again.

The three of you sat in silence once more, sipping on your drinks every now and then before deciding to leave.

The air was thick and tense on the way home. This time, Seonghyeon stood on your left and Juhoon trailed behind.

Juhoon walked slowly with his head down and hands in his pockets, absentmindedly, almost like he was lost in thoughts, only ever looking up when you turned around to check up on him.

Out of concern you kept looking back, even waving him over to walk next to you as there was still enough space remaining for the three of you to walk in-line with each other, but all he did was shake his head and give you a small smile before mouthing, “You two go ahead.” Which you only responded to with a frown and nod.

A million thoughts raced through his head and the sight of you and Seonghyeon holding hands in front of him didn’t help either.

It was unfair.

It was unfair that Seonghyeon, whom you have only known for three years, got to be the one holding your hands.

It was unfair that Seonghyeon, whom you have only known for three years, got to be the one who said “goodnight” to you on the phone every night.

It was unfair that Seonghyeon, whom you have only known for three years, got to be the one giving you hugs and kisses when he couldn’t.

It was unfair that Seonghyeon, whom you have only known for three years, got to be the one to have you when he couldn’t even ask you out officially.

It was unfair that Seonghyeon, whom you have only known for three years, got to be the one you called “home” when he was there for you all those years.

Juhoon held back tears as he could hear the two of you conversing ahead of him. Your laugh, that he grew to love, rang in his ears and all he could do was push down his emotions before he made the decision to do something impulsive and extremely stupid.

He refused to look up, he couldn’t.

Not when you were smiling at someone else that wasn’t him.

Not when you were interlocking fingers with someone else that wasn’t him.

Not when you were talking about the randomest thing on earth to someone else with such interest and passion that wasn’t him.

It was supposed to be him.

It was supposed to be him, and the fact that it wasn’t broke his heart into a million different pieces beyond fixing.

As you approached your house, Juhoon spoke up.

“Hey I’m going to head home now, I’ll text you later. Tell your mom I said thank you for breakfast.” He shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other, giving Seonghyeon a wave goodbye.

“Oh you’re leaving already? Yeah of course, my mom loves having you over. Get home safe, text me when you get home.” You gave Juhoon a hug which he reciprocated half-heartedly before walking off.

You watched as he walked down the block, his figure progressively getting smaller in the distance, before he turned the corner and was out of your vision completely.

“Hey,” Seonghyeon said before pulling you into a hug. You heard him inhale and exhale deeply before letting you go, walking you to your door.

“I had fun with you today. It’s a shame we weren’t alone though.”

“Huh? Oh yeah,” you said softly. “I had fun too.”

“You know he likes you right?”

“What are you talking about?” Seonghyeon let out an amused chuckle at your response.

“I’m saying it’s obvious Juhoon likes you,” he started. “I mean, I don’t blame him. Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

“Plus, I don’t mind the competition. I know that I’m the better fit for you anyways.” he said, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Call me beautiful. I’ll be waiting for your text.” Seonghyeon said, giving you a smile before walking off.

pairing: childhoodbsf!juhoon x f!reader (ft. situationship!seonghyeon)

synopsis: after ending things with your situationship, juhoon seems to be the one your heart wants

warnings: non idol, angst, hurt, comfort, high school kids, toxic relationship, seonghyeon is an asshole, kissing, cringey, not proofread

wc: 3.3k

→ feedback appreciated !!

𑣲 angi’s note — the long awaited part 2 of reach out and show a little loving ! can be read as a stand alone but i recommend reading the first part for more context. im sorry this took so long guys but thank you for being so patient !!

→ that’s so cliché! series

The soft hum of the ac filled the quiet room, reverberating off the cream walls. A warm summer breeze came afloat, courtesy of the window Juhoon had cracked open earlier to promote better circulation in his suffocating room.

His black curtains swayed melancholically as a car drove by in the distance before silence settled in once again. It was summer now and despite having the cooling system holding at 68° and being dressed in a wife beater and shorts, the relentless heat waves had Juhoon feeling like he was being baked alive.

It was late in the night and Juhoon had been tossing left and right nonstop. His shirt clung onto his skin, damp with sweat and it didn’t help that he had his blanket on either. Not being able to withstand the sensation any longer, he pulled his blanket off with a frustrated huff before sitting up.

The removal of his blanket resulted in instant relief, though he was still sweating, the somewhat cool air provided aid to his clammy state. Taking a glance at the clock by his bedside, he read the time.

1:27 am.

Juhoon sighed before laying down once more. He had a job interview the following morning at 7:30 for a café that recently opened and he couldn’t afford to miss it. With less than 5 possible hours of sleep left, Juhoon closed his eyes with the intention of getting some rest.

Juhoon didn’t know how long he was asleep before he was awoken by his phone. His ringtone echoed through the room and the persistent buzz of his phone against his night stand caused him to pick it up unwillingly.

Unplugging it from the charger, his screen illuminated the dark confines of his room. Through squinted eyes, he looked at the caller id.

You.

Juhoon sat up so fast he almost gained whiplash, suddenly sober from his groggy state.

It had been a while since he last had an actual conversation with you, sure the two of you talked a little here and there, but it was never more than just a brief check up. He knew where he stood in Seonghyeon’s and your relationship and he wasn’t going to come between it. As a result, the two of you became more distant, with Juhoon not wanting to overstep.

“Hello?” He picked up.

“Jju, I’m sorry for calling so late but are you free right now?”

Juhoon’s ears perked up immediately. Your voice was shaky and he could hear your muffled sniffles from the other end.

“Are you okay? Where are you right now? What happened?” He questioned, concern evident in his voice.

“I’m okay, I’m at the park we used to go to all the time together. I just really need someone to talk to right now and you’re the only person I trust.”

“I’ll be there in 5. Wait for me, and stay safe please.”

Juhoon sprung out of bed, opting for the closest clothing garment near him, which happened to be his jacket hung on his chair. Quickly putting on his shoes and grabbing his keys, he took a glance at his clock.

3:01 am.

Fuck it. He thought and left.

The world was quiet except for the occasional cars that drove by. People were asleep, trees stood tall, and the ambiance of the empty playground allowed you to wallow in your feelings.

Everything was still, and any noise made was further drowned out by the aching feeling in your chest.

You were sitting on a swing, rocking back and forth half-heartedly. The chains creaked with every swing, going unnoticed by you. You were lost in your thoughts, replaying the events that had happened hours earlier between you and Seonghyeon.

[2:36 pm]

You: hyeonnn

[2:59 pm]

hyeon 🤍: ?

You: are you doing anything today ?

You: there’s this new acai place that just opened and i was thinking we could go try it out together !!

[3:01 pm]

hyeon 🤍: can’t, busy today

You: aw okay ☹️☹️

You: maybe tomorrow ? i miss you

hyeon 🤍: sure

You: are you okay ?

You: you seem a little off, is something wrong ?

[3:12 pm]

hyeon 🤍: ???

hyeon 🤍: im fine

hyeon 🤍: just not in the mood to talk rn

You: oh okay

You: text me later ?

“‘hyeon 🤍’ reacted “👍” to your message”

You didn’t think too much into it. It wasn’t uncommon for Seonghyeon to be dry, he had his own deal of issues at home to deal with and developed a habit of closing himself off when things got too overwhelming. Not wanting to pry, you dropped it, figuring he would tell you on his own terms.

Since Seonghyeon was busy, you opted for a you day. It had been a while since you went out and treated yourself, Seonghyeon occupied most of your time now and you couldn’t even remember the last time you went out on your own.

Deciding to go to a cafe, you got dressed before heading out. The summer air greeted you, sunlight casting a glow on your honey kissed skin.

The new weather brought people out, creating a bustling atmosphere, almost city-like. You walked by people absorbed in their own business, some sipped on drinks while others were engaged with their phones.

Whilst walking to the coffee shop, you passed by the new acai place you had mentioned previously. You slowed down in front of the window, looking through the glass, observing the interior.

The place was packed, tables were full, and customers came in and out at different paces. You were about to walk away when a certain striped shirt caught your eye.

Doing a double take, you looked again. It was Seonghyeon. Or at least you thought it was Seonghyeon. His back was to you but he was wearing that gray striped shirt he never took off. But that wasn’t what made your breath catch in your throat. A girl sat across from him, laughing at whatever he said.

Your heart dropped and you momentarily stopped breathing. There was no way it was Seonghyeon. You pulled out your phone and your fingers moved to check Seonghyeon’s location,

hyeon 🤍

“No Location Found”

You stared at your phone, dazed, as a million different thoughts started flooding your head. Someone bumped into you and apologized courteously but you were too lost in your thoughts to even acknowledge their apology.

The bell jingle of the acai place broke you out of your trance as customers exited the restaurant. You looked up again, and at the same time the boy in the striped shirt turned around in his seat.

Seonghyeon.

The two of you locked eyes, you watched as Seonghyeon’s eyes widened and his mouth opened before closing again. He turned around to face his date who looked visibly confused at the interaction, acting like nothing happened and reached over to hold her hand.

You felt sick. Seonghyeon had told you he was busy, but he was hanging out with another girl, acting like you didn’t exist.

You turned on your heels, heading the same way you came from. You couldn’t breathe, feeling suffocated despite only wearing one layer, running with your vision blurry as tears obstructed your view.

People looked at you weird as you shoved by, not even bothering to apologize. You ran with no destination in mind, body moving on autopilot as your feet took you wherever.

Before you knew it, you were at the playground. The same playground you and Juhoon used to hangout at when you were younger. It was loud and lively, kids occupied swings, climbed on equipment, and were chasing each other around. Parents stood around, watching their kids.

You looked around before spotting an empty bench off in the corner. Dragging your feet, you sat down on the rough surface. Unable to withhold your tears any longer, you began to cry. Your heart was heavy and your mind was going 1,000 miles per hour. How could Seonghyeon do that to you?

The thought alone made you cry even harder, tears stained your flushed cheeks as you brought a hand up to muffle the sounds of your sobs. You heard faint footsteps near you before a voice spoke up,

“Excuse me, are you okay?”

You looked up through your teary lashes. A little boy wearing a white polo shirt with jean shorts stood before you. He was missing a front tooth and carrying a lollipop, face slightly sweaty as a result of running around.

You wiped your tears immediately, clearing your throat before replying,

“I’m okay, just had a bad day,” you responded, sniffling.

He climbed onto the bench next to you, “What happened?”

You paused momentarily before turning to face him, “Boys are just, stupid. That’s all.”

“But I’m not stupid and I’m a boy.” he responded with a slight pout, fidgeting with the lollipop.

You couldn’t help but let out a little laugh at his statement, “You’re right. Not all boys are stupid, but some are.”

“Did a boy hurt your feelings?” He asked, swinging his feet.

“You could say that, yeah.”

“Well I don’t know why he would do that. You’re very pretty.” He spoke mindlessly, looking around.

Caught off guard, you opened your mouth to respond before someone called out from afar, “Park Woo-joo! It’s time to go home now!”

Groaning, the boy hopped off the bench sluggishly, “I’m comingggg.”

He walked a couple steps before turning around, “Here you go,” He grabbed your hand, placing the lollipop in your palm. “I hope you feel better, and don’t let any stupid boys make you cry!” He said while running off.

You watched as he reached his mom, giving her legs a hug before they walked off together. Your gaze dropped down to the lollipop in hand and your eyes began to water again, touched by the gesture.

Pocketing the candy, you pulled out your phone to check the time. 5:26 pm. Seonghyeon hadn’t texted you either. You sighed, shutting off the phone completely before getting up, choosing to return home.

The house was quiet when you returned, the same way you left it. Taking off your shoes and making your way up to your room, you decided to shower.

After showering, you made dinner and watched the tv, preoccupying yourself to take your mind off Seonghyeon.

And it worked. Temporarily at least, because halfway through your binge watching session someone rang the doorbell.

You opened the door and were greeted by Seonghyeon, holding flowers at your doorstep. He had a nervous grin on his face before asking, “Hey, could I come in?”

You were about to close the door when Seonghyeon stopped you, “Please just let me explain. 5 minutes, that’s all I ask for.” He pleaded

Hesitant, you paused, “5 minutes. That’s all you get.”

Seonghyeon stepped in, he took off his shoes and gave you the flowers which you took to the dining room to find a vase. You returned to find him sitting in the living room, waiting for you.

“About earlier,” he started, “I swear I wasn’t trying to hide it from you, I’ve just been contemplating the right time to tell you.”

“Tell me what?”

He stayed quiet, “Tell me what Seonghyeon?” You questioned once more.

He put his face in his hands, “I met this girl at a gym and we hit it off. We’ve been talking ever since.”

Your heart dropped, “How long?”

He winced, “Two weeks?”

Two weeks. Your body reacted before you could, your heart began to palpitate, your throat went dry, your hands got clammy and you could feel tears start to well up again.

“I didn’t mean for it to happen, she said she was new to the area and was trying to make friends so I gave her my number. I was only trying to be friendly.”

You scoffed, “Friendly? Because it didn’t seem really friendly when I saw you holding her hand in the restaurant.”

He opened his mouth before closing it again.

“We’re not even dating so it doesn’t mean anything. I’m allowed to have my own friends, why are you so insecure?”

“I’m not being insecure, you guys clearly have something going on that you're refusing to tell me about. Yes, you’re allowed to have your own friends but you never once mentioned her to me, does she even know that we’re a thing?”

“No, I didn’t tell her. Why would I? It’s not like we’re dating.”

“We’re not dating but we’ve both established that we like each other. I thought we were exclusive?”

Seonghyeon rolled his eyes before standing up, “This is why I never told you about her because I knew you’d act this way. You’re always so controlling of who I hang out with and it’s actually so annoying. You’re boring, okay? And I’d rather talk to her than you, so whatever you think we are, we’re not.”

You had no words. You didn’t even know what to say, all you could feel was the tears threatening to spill and your heart splitting in two.

“I’m leaving, talk to me when you’re done crying.” and with that he left your house.

It didn’t take Juhoon long to find you when he arrived at the park. You were the only one there, head down as you swung halfheartedly on the swing.

Upon hearing his footsteps you looked up. Juhoon felt his heart ache as he observed your face. Your eyes were swollen and puffy, clear evidence that you had been crying. Your cheeks glistened from your tears and your nose was slightly red.

Immediately, Juhoon rushed over and pulled you into a warm embrace, to which you reciprocated. You guys stayed like that for a minute, with Juhoon stroking your hair and you taking in his scent.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” He asked, looking down.

You shook your head, “In a bit, I want to stay like this a little more.”

Juhoon didn’t say anything else. Instead, he moved his hand from your hair to your back, rubbing in a circular motion.

After a bit, you pulled back and Juhoon sat on the swing adjacent to you.

“It’s about Seonghyeon,” You started. “He’s talking to another girl, I saw them today when I was trying to get coffee.” You laughed dryly.

Juhoon tensed up at your words, jaw tightening as he processed what you said.

“What did he do?” He asked, avoiding eye contact with you.

You told him what happened, with the texts, the acai place, the confrontation. Juhoon listened, but he stayed quiet, in thought.

“And how do you feel about him now?” He turned to look at you.

“Hm?”

“Do you still like him even after he hurt you?”

You paused, thinking, “I don’t know. I still care for him but I think he and I are over.”

“Give me your phone.”

“What?”

“I said give me your phone.”

Despite being confused, you still gave Juhoon your phone. He turned it towards you to unlock it with face ID before typing on your phone. You leaned over, curious about what he was doing to which he leaned away from you, turning the screen so you couldn’t see it.

“What are you doing?”

He handed your phone back to you, “Nothing. I just told Seonghyeon to leave you alone and not bother you again.”

“Seriously?” You chuckled in disbelief before unwrapping the lollipop you got earlier.

Juhoon’s eyes narrowed on it, “Where’d you get that?”

You shrugged, “A little boy gave it to me earlier, said his name was Park Wooju.”

Juhoon watched as you ate the lollipop, swinging your feet, looking noticeably better than earlier. He couldn’t help but feel angry at Seonghyeon. If Seonghyeon was just going to talk to another girl, he would’ve confessed to you months earlier instead of hiding his feelings.

Lost in thought, he was startled as you got up. You moved, settling on the bottom of a slide. You grinned as you patted the open space next to you, inviting Juhoon to come as well.

Confused by the sudden change in location, he made his way towards you, sitting in the open space.

The slide was narrow but big enough to fit the both of you, your shoulders touched with every move. The sun was starting to come up now and you had grown tired, exhausted from the crying you did all day.

You rested your head on Juhoon’s shoulder, eyes blinking tiredly. Juhoon looked down at you, surprised from the sudden contact. Feeling his eyes on you, you looked up as well, and the two of you held eye contact before he looked away, the tips of his ears turning red.

He tried to play it off, looking elsewhere and you couldn’t help but giggle, “Do you know you’re really cute?”

Juhoon froze at your comment, blinking a couple times before facing you again, “What?”

“I said you’re really cute.”

He chuckled awkwardly, “I think you’re just tired.”

“I am, but I know what I’m saying,” You took your head off his shoulder, turning to face him, “I had a crush on you when I was younger. I thought you were the cutest person ever but I didn’t think you felt the same so I sought out other people instead.”

Juhoon’s mouth went dry, “Please don’t say things you don’t mean.”

“I’m not lying. Why do you think I followed you all the time in school when we were younger?” You said humorously.

He stopped moving. Juhoon, realizing he had read the wrong signs all along, groaned before falling backwards onto the slide with his hands on his face. How could he be so stupid?

He got up again, facing you, “Wait so you’re telling me you liked me when we were younger?”

“I’ve had a crush on you for 8 years, JJu. But you never noticed or just took my advances as me being friendly so I stopped trying. I thought if I saw other people it would help me take my mind off of you.” You confessed.

“Did it?” He asked hesitantly.

“No,” You started, “No it didn’t. Maybe that’s why I didn’t care so much when Seonghyeon said we weren’t a thing. Yeah, it hurt at first but after that I made peace with it.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make things awkward I-”

“Can I kiss you?”

You looked at Juhoon to find he was already looking at you. You peeped the way his eyes dropped to your lips before returning to look at you properly.

“Yeah, you can.”

Juhoon’s lips pressed against yours. It wasn’t rushed, it was careful and soft. His hand moved to gently caress your cheek as he deepened the kiss, tilting his head slightly. He kissed you slowly, his tongue grazing your lower lip as you matched his pace.

Juhoon was the first one to break the kiss, breathless and lips tingly, he rested his forehead against yours. “I’ve liked you for so long I was always just too scared to confess, god I’m such an idiot.” You chuckled at his comment.

“No, I’m an idiot for not realizing either.”

“We’re both idiots then.” The two of you giggled before pulling away. Juhoon took your hand in his before speaking,

“I know you and Seonghyeon just ended things so I’m not going to rush anything with you. When you’re ready, I want to show you what it’s like to be loved and I’d like to court you with the intention of being your boyfriend.”

You laced your fingers with his, “Deal. I’ll take you up on that.”

Juhoon hugged you again and the two of you held each other before his phone went off, startling the two of you. His alarm ringtone sounded and he rushed to turn it off.

5:30 am.

“What’s that for?” You questioned.

“Nothing.” He responded with, pulling you into a warm embrace again.

It was safe to say Juhoon wasn’t going to make it to his interview but he didn’t mind. He would do it over a hundred times again if it meant getting to be with you and that he was content with.

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pairings: ot5!cortis x f!reader

synopsis: cortis as cliché love tropes

𑣲 angi’s note — hello coerblr !! 🥹🥹 im excited to announce that im releasing my first ot5 series, i’ve had it saved for months now and finally have the motivation to write it out !! each chapter will be released separately and not in chronological order

heavily inspired by this tiktok https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTB8amWkD/,

TABLE OF CONTENTS

01. zhao yufan - boy next door

in which a new boy moves in next door and the forced proximity causes you guys to run into each other more than you’d like

release date: tbd

02. kim juhoon - childhood friends to lovers

in which he comforts you through a break up and you begin to realize your feelings for him instead

release date: june 24

03. martin edwards - forbidden lovers

in which you and martin are in completely different social circles and no one knows you guys are together

release date: tbd

04. eom seonghyeon - brother’s best friend

in which he begins to treat you differently after you try to make a move on him despite seeing you as a little sister all these years

release date: tbd

05. ahn keonho- fake dating

in which he convinces you to fake date him in an attempt to make his ex jealous— spoiler alert; he falls in love with you in the process

release date: tbd

series taglist [OPEN] — @jjuhyeons @6rei-ji @lotuspirited @allmarsify @bludzk1llzyuzu @2xred

that’s so cliché! series - ot5 cortis

00. ot5

that’s so cliché! series

cortis as cliché love tropes

01. zhao yufan

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02. martin edwards

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03. kim juhoon

i’d risk it all for you

after ending things with your situationship, juhoon seems to be the one your heart wants

04. eom seonghyeon

reach out and show a little loving

in which you and seonghyeon are more than friends, less than lovers and juhoon is left wondering where he stands

05. ahn keonho

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