ONLY HAVE EYES FOR YOU
(g.seongje)
pairing; Geum seongje x fem!reader
context; Eunjang high became a co-ed school. You heard about seongje and what he does, but you still fall in love with him.
a/n; requested by my beautiful older sister oliwia !! I probably made seongje too ooc but oh well.
word count; 7,090
warnings; fighting, threatening, swearing, description of wounds, description of blood, harassment, gangs mentioned, kissing, making out.
trope; strangers to lovers
genre; Romance, violence, fluff (kinda)
❥・・ ┈┈┈༚༅༚˳ . ୨୧ . ˳༚༅༚┈┈ ・・❥
You walk to your homeroom teachers desk, your hands neatly placed by your side as your jumper is straightened out neatly across your stomach. "Follow me to the classroom." your teacher said, his voice filled with exhaustion at eight in the morning.
The walk wasn't quiet, it was more like a war zone. Children running around, hitting each other, throwing things at each other. Once you arrive to the classroom, everyone laughing, gossiping some even sleeping except for one, he was studying, his airpods in, easily going through each question. You sit down, leaning your head onto your hand and scrolled through your phone.
As you scroll through your friends stories, liking each one as you scroll when you feel a hand on your shoulder "Yah! I've never seen you here before, are you new?"
You look up before brushing his hand away, "I am new, is that a problem?"
"Not at all!" he replied, a big smile across his face, "Im baku! Me and a few friends are going to get food when we head out, wanna join?"
"Oh, uhm, im y/n." you reply going back on your phone. "And i can't join you today."
"Awh, whyy,"
"I have kick boxing today." you murmur your fingers still swiping across the screen
"Wah! May i join?" he asked his hand placed on your shoulder again.
"If you want to..."
And just like that you and baku became friends, hanging out in the school gym, spending time at his dads chicken shop and hanging out in school in general. He then started bringing in other people, gotak, juntae and sieun. You 5 were inseparable, going out everywhere, taking the bus together, waking home together late at night. When you, juntae and gotak were walking home, going to way you guys usually take when you felt someone kick the air right beside you.
'What the fuck!" you shriek "Don't you know how to walk!?"
"I do know how to walk. Just now how you expect." he said standing infront of you, gotak and juntae.
He was tall, probably 1 head taller than you, wore glasses, had a lit cigarette in between his lips and to be frankly, he was exactly your type.
"Isn't this the guy thats in that union thing?" you turn to gotak "Fuck, whats his name again.. Right, geum seongje."
And then one thing led to another and you and gotak were trying to survive as juntae fled somewhere. You easily knockdown one of seongjes minions. One of them punched your upper lip, your vision went black around the edges as you step back trying to gain your vision back. You put clench your fists and bring them closer to your chin you lick your lips, tasting the blood thats slowly coming out of the little scratch, and thats when you saw seongje looking dead at you, your eyes locking onto his. You froze, your arms slowly drifting away from your chin and your eyes widened when you felt someone grab your hair. You wince grabbing onto the guys wrist trying to pry it off.
"Listen here you bitch, you're going to follow us and not you aren't going to make a sound. Got it?" seongjes minion yanked your hair making you look up at him.
You give him a little nod before he loosens the grip from your hair bringing his hand to your shoulder, bringing you closer to him. The smell of cheap cologne filled your nostrils as he brung your body even closer to him your arms touching his side as your face stayed neutral but all the nerves in your body told you to pry his disgusting hand off your shoulder.
"I'll handle her." a voice commanded.
"Ok boss," he chuckled shoving you towards the figure that was getting another cigarette from their pack, It was obviously seongje, but why did he do that?
"Stop shoving me you already gave me a headache." you tsk'ed at him before looking in front of you taking confident but little steps when you felt a hand land on your head "Where do you think you're going?" the smell of cigarettes mixed with cheap ramen replaced the smell of the cheap cologne that your nose was just getting used to.
"Home because i actually have a life unlike you guys." you replied, a loud, dramatic sigh escaped from your lips.
You heard a low chuckled as seongje ruffled your hair "You have a lot to learn." he rests his hand on your upper back guiding you to a unfamiliar rooftop. You and juntae were forced to sit down and watch gotak getting brutally beaten up by seongje when you stand up walking over to where the fight is happening "Let me do it, ill think of it as practise." you grinned placing a hand on gotak "Go sit down."
As gotak obeyed your orders, sitting down as his whole body trembled. Luckily for you, you're good at fighting, and you're pretty smart, making you like a weapon. After getting beaten, not harshly, you knew his exact moves, he tried to punch you only for you to block and kick his solar plexus, a loud groan came from him as he looked at you like he just figured out a puzzle. You tried to punch him only for him to twist your hand the other way. You scream in pain as he finally let go of your arm, grabbing a fist full of your hair, bringing his head closer to yours.
"You think you can beat me? Like the good little bitch you are?" He spat out, each insult making him grin wider.
"Dont act like you're not being used by the union. Fuck, probably by woman too." You sneer kicking his knee, making him fall to the ground. But instead of letting go of your hair, he dragged you down with him, making you fall onto him. Your palms were on his chest. You felt solid muscle as a chuckle interrupted the embarrassing moment, following with a groan that sounded more like a moan.
"You really thought I would let go of your hair? Gosh, you're laying on top of the guy no one dares to mess with." He looked at you, you tilt your head slightly, your eyebrows burrowing before he headbutted you, painfully hard.
"FUCKING HELL!" You screeched holding onto your forehead.
Seongje pressed his finger into the cut you had on your eyebrow, digging his finger in the wound. "Stop trying to act like the hero in everyones stories." He said, like that was advice.
"And you stop being a tool in everyones stories." You fire back, grabbing his wrist and twisting it in a very not normal way until you heard a crack. His loud shouts echoed throughout the rooftop. "Whoopsie, that was on accident!" You giggled.
Seongje lunged onto you, his full weight compressing your hips, making you helpless as his thumb was digging into your eye socket. "Beg for your fucking life if you dont want me to rip your eyes out, like the good little slut you are."
At this point, even his minions are trying to pry him off as tears pricked your eyes as your legs moved helplessly. "Fuck seongje get off me!" You cry out.
"Why should I? You broke my wrist, so the least I can do it makes you lose your vision?"
"Seongje!" You barked."Let go of me! Do you want your minions to get your side chick here?"
"Why should they when my new side chick is right here?"
The air suddenly becomes louder than it was when everyone just stopped what they were doing. To be fair, you don't know anything about seongjes' love life. You kind of just guessed he had a lot of one night stands that meant absolutely nothing to him. I mean, look at this guy. He totally looks like that type of guy.
"W-what?" You stammer out.
"You heard me." He growled before standing up and heading to the exit. The hand you broke placed carefully into his blazer pocket.
Gotak and juntae immediately rush to your side as you pant heavily as your body just got hit with a wave of fear. And with your luck, you passed out, maybe it was from you bleeding, maybe it was from the fact that seongje called you a side chick like it meant nothing. Or maybe it's just your nervous system finally reaching it's climax and it couldn't hold up your worries.
*the next day*
You wake up on an unfamiliar mattress, wearing an unfamiliar shirt and having no fond memory of how you ended up here when a you hear someone cuss under their breath "fuck..." they muttered, their hands tapping furiously on the keyboard.
"Where the fuck am I?" You scan the room taking in every tiny detail.
"You're finally awake," they turned around in their gaming chair. And there he was, the guy you had to fucking fall for, geum seongje.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" You scream, getting startled half to death.
"Woah, calm down, im here taking care of my side chick." He confidently replied.
"First of all, I am not your side chick, and second of all, who thought you could change me into a different set of clothing?"
"Wow... this is what I get for helping an unconscious person?"
"You tried poking my eyes out!" You barked, standing up and picking up the clothes that were messily scattered across the floor. "What? Are you going to look at me when I change?"
"You're acting like i didn't change you into the shirt that you're wearing."
"Watch your mouth!"
"Sorry, princess," he grins, putting his hands in the air before slowly turning back to the monitor.
You breathed a sigh of relief before quickly changing into your uniform. You looked totally wrecked, your hair still in that messy bun that you wore yesterday to school. The dirt on your blouse, the dark red dark spots on your blazer and tie, your skirt half unzipped before you head out of the door.
"You forgot to thank me!" Seongje shouted as you stormed out of the door, the cold air immediately hitting your entire body as you shivered. You try to find your phone, looking everywhere, your blazer, bag, and the pockets you sewed into your school skirt. "Looking for this?" Seongje stood beside you, your phone in his big hand, your phonecase covered in the stickers juntae decided to put on during a random Thursday morning before class.
"Thank you." You whisper out, walking away as fast as you could, hoping Seongje could just leave you alone.
A hand grabbed your bag, pulling you into someone's chest. "So you thank me for giving you your phone but not when I bring you in when you pass out?"
"Yes, because you tried to fucking poke my eye out, and you also because your calling me random petnames that i absolutely despise."
"Im sorry princess, but I have to be kind to my new side chick on this beautiful Saturday morning," he said wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
"What are you trying to do?!" Your shoulders tense as you stumble into him.
"What does it look like im doing? Im being kind"
"You're insufferable..." You sigh crossing your arms.
"I know." He grins, looking down at you.
After he walked you to your house, you obviously have to lead the way, the door closed behind you, a loud click coming out of the door. Escaping you from the life you had outside those doors. You lie on your bed, your eyes closing shut when you realise you had to go to your job. You work at a nearby pc cafe that made you wear those uncomfortable polo shirts that were probably never washed. You put on some skinny jeans with some fur boots you bought with your own money, putting on a random shirt because either way, you will have to go get those polo shirts and quickly put it on in a cubicle.
You walk in, an airpod shoved in your ear, the cafe being busy like usual, the person who works with you throwing their polo shirt towards you as they head out of the door "good luck today's busier than usual."
You let out a loud sigh as you quickly run to the bathroom, putting on the white polo shirt with the pc cafes logo on the left side of the chest. You sit down at the front desk, doing your homework as you give people their noodles or their assigned seats.
Finally, no one was ordering you around, no one was walking in, you finslly had time to sit down and do your homework that was due on Monday, your phone laying on the desk, the stickers slowly fading away when you felt a voice popping the bubble you had put yourself in "Didn't know you worked here princess," he teased, placing his elbows on the desk, new people you never saw behind him, they all had horrible fashion taste, one wore a green jacket with an orange shirt, another wore a purple shirt with Grey tracksuit bottoms.
"What do you want seongje," you said, looking up and bursting out laughing at the people behind him. "What the fuck, do they have no fashion sense?" You laugh out, tears running down your cheeck because of how hard your laughing.
"Well, anyways, we don't have any more space for you guys. All of them are occupied." You sigh going back to doing your homework.
"I wasn't here for that, I was here waiting for my girl to finish work." Seongje replied, leaning closer to you, "those are the people that im forced to work with, unfortunately."
You look up, your ears turning bright red, when you stand up, walking over to where you usually make the noodles when one of seongjes lackeys said loud enough for everyone to hear "Wow Seongje you have good taste, I mean that ass is so-"
Bang.
Seongje grabbed the guy by the hair and slammed his head viciously on the front desk, then again, and again, and again. "Don't talk about her like that, do you understand?" He looked up to see you waving over to your friend, yeonji (this is a random ass name that I pulled out of my ass ok)
She excitedly ran over, practically drooling over the cup of noodles you made her. "Y/n, do you have a lighter? You know, the one that juntae gave you, it's so cute and so is he!!" She exclaimed until she realised what commotion happened before she walked in, "Y/n, why is blood sprayed on the desk, and why is seongje here..." she whispered, walking behind you, still slurping on the noodles.
"Right yeonji, go to sit down and eat the noodles while I clean up the mess and possibly a corpse." You sigh, grabbing multiple damp cloths and paper towels, heading to the front of the desk, bending down slightly as you clean the desk with efficiency, the smell of metallic blood and the possible red stain that's never leaving the wooden panels as you felt someone ruffle your hair, "I'll come back soon princess," he said walking out of the door.
"Yah!" Yeonji said, her mouth full of noodles."You and seongje make a great couple!" You were mopping the door as you froze on the spot, the mop falling onto the ground."I would NEVER date him!" You barked."If you mention that again, the last thing you will see is a mop getting shoved down your throat."
"Fine, my apologies!" She giggling "Anyways do you think juntae has a crush on me! Like I noticed when I talk to him his ears turn red! Should i shoot my shot?"
"I dont know yeonji, you do you." You sigh, praying to god that she can stop talking about juntae every day.
"Well," yeonji hesitated. "seongje is totally your type! I mean, you said you liked guys who knew how to fight, had brownish-blackish hair, and wore glasses, and not to mention, he's been calling you princess!"
"He's only doing that to tease me he's probably hanging out with his hoe or something," you laugh, but when you see yeonjis serious face, you get curious and lean on the desk "what's wrong?"
"Y/n do you seriously not know?"
"What should I know?" You laugh awkwardly.
"He doesn't trust anyone, gosh, he doesn't even look at people directly, most girls are scared to even approach him, and the ones that do get humiliated so badly that they leave this place."
"...what?"
"Gosh y/n your living under a rock!"
"Wait so... if anything, im his first person he looked directly? First person to trust?"
"Yeah, he also is really scary In general, how are you not scared of him!"
"He's not scary once you understand him, but obviously, you're not smart enough to understand."
"Hey! Watch who you're speaking to!" She barked.
"Remember who's helping you try to get with juntae!!" You tease.
You finally finish your shift, your whole body ached, your legs slightly trembling as you walk home when a pair of hands landed on your shoulders again. At this point, you knew who it was, seongje. "How was your shift?" He asked, his thumb slightly going in small circles across your shoulder.
"It was shit." You reply, a sigh escaping your lips as you gently press your head on seongjes chest. "Gosh, my legs feel like they're going to give out." You complain, your knees buckling as seongje instinctively grabs your arms to stop you from falling.
"Are you ok? Are you going to pass out again?" He questioned, gripping your arms more tightly.
"Yes, im fine, im just tired." You answer, your legs shaking more.
"Yeah, no, im not letting you walk home like that." Seongje announced, lifting you in his arm like tou weighted nothing.
"Seongje let go! I can walk myself!" You barked, hitting his chest lightly.
"Not a chance, I just saw your legs give out over there. Do you think im going to let you walk after that?"
"Seongje! If someone from my school sees us like that, they're going to think we're dating!" You scold him, but in the end, nothing seems to be making seongje change his mind, so you just give up and see what happens next.
Obviously, seongje carries you to his place instead of yours, throwing you on the bed. "Go to sleep, princess, the bed is all yours." He grins sitting down at the chair and placing his gaming headset on, screaming at the scream every 2 minutes.
You get yourself comfortable on the mattress, your work outfit still on except for the two shoes that were messily scattered around the door. You were pretty much used to the loud atmosphere, so falling asleep wasn't a problem, but the problem was when you woke up. You woke up with an arm around around your waist, I mean, you weren't mad about it, but you weren't overly happy about it.
You try to get up. "Stop moving." Seongje commanded, his arm wrapping tighter around you. You were in that position for God knows how long. You thought about what yeonji said yesterday: "He's exactly your type.'
And she was right. He is your type.
But before you could think about it more, your alarm started blaring in your pocket. You see the time, and you swear your eyes widened so much that they were about to fall out. You were going to be late for your job, "Seongje, im going to be late if you dont move your arm from my waist." You try to shake him violently to wake him up, but he pulled you closer to him, "Oh my god, can you not be like 5 minutes late?" He groaned finally letting you go.
"Seongje, you know where I work. You can be clingy to me there, but right now, I need to go to work unless I want my pay to be deducted." You lecture him, putting your boots on.
"At least change into something else," he replied, his voice still in that raspy tone from when you woke up. "Change into my shirt atleast."
"Fine, but if I smell like tabbacco at my job and yeonji notices, it's your fault."
"Fine, I'll take the blame." He mutters before turning around, his back on full display, scars running down his back as his muscles flexed with every twitch.
"Good, and im going now, see you soon enough." You wave to him goodbye and head out of the door (as if he's going to see it)
You walk to the pc cafe, getting greeted by the other person working there throwing you their uniform shirt. "Today's ok-ish, but don't mind the people that walk in with paper bags," she said calm as ever.
"What do you mean?" You ask, grabbing her wrist before she headed out.
"This guy called seongje comes here every Sunday to collect phones and money from different schools, don't interact with him though because he's dangerous. But apparently, this girl broke his wrist or something." She walked out, leaving your arm just levitating in the air when you finally snapped back to reality and ran into a cubicle and quickly changed into the polo shirt.
You walk to the desk, put in one of your airpods, do your usual routine, serve people, and tell them where they can sit. When hyoman walks in, you know him by him bullying juntae when baku was suspended. He's a pain in the ass, and pretty much everyone hates him. "Oh hey y/n is seongje here?" He asks you, wearing the most ugliest outfit known to mankind.
"No, he's not hyoman, go and annoy someone elses ass." You reply, voice sharper than it should've been.
"Hey, calm down. You're acting like you're not annoying someone's ass right now."
"shut the fuck up you dick, your girlfriends probably only with you because she saw your fake Louis Vuitton bag and thought it was the real one." You fire back "So leave before I call the police and say that someone's harassing me."
"You fucking bitch I should've targeted you instead of that sensitive dick juntae." Hyoman screamed before leaving.
"Fucking hell, finally." You sigh, sinking into the chair.
"Hey princess, do you have a seat i may use?" It was seongje, you didn't even have to look st him for you to know it was him.
"Aisle 3 chair 5." You pointed, logging it onto the computer as seongje went to sit down. A couple minutes later, yeonji runs in crying her eyes out, she was covered in cuts and bruises.
"Woah- hey- yeonji, what's wrong?" You drag her onto the chair you were sitting on, bringing her a tissue box.
"Y-you know hyoman." She stammered out, "He-" she couldn't even formulate words. She was panicking, crying, and god, you didn't know what to do.
"What did hyoman do?" You ask, wiping the tears that were running down her cheek
"He- he- he started to-" her broke sobs filled the room as her body shaked uncontrollably. "He started to hit me and was calling you a dumb bitch, he- he also said that if i tell you what happens today. He- he said he's going to make sure the last time i see you is bleeding out on the floor"
Your jaw clenched as you wrapped your arms around her. "Dont listen to hyoman. He doesn't have the balls to go for me, so he decided to go for you. I promise nothing will happen to me. He's just trying to scare you. Now, I'll make you your favorite noodles while I clean your face up, ok?"
"I heard him talking on the phone that when you're walking back from school, he's going to come at you with a group of guys." She sobbed."I dont want to see my friend bleeding out on the floor."
"Dont worry about me, yeonji. I can take care of myself, ok?"
"O-ok," she whimpered out still shaking uncontrollably.
Once, you finally calmed yeonji down, her eyes still puffy and swollen, multiple guys coming in with paper bags, and you didn't even acknowledge them as they walked to aisle 3 chair 5 where geum seongje sat, sitting down nonchalantly. You laughed at the sight because you remember how clingy he was to you this morning.
"Y/n..." yeonji said weakly.
You quickly ran to her "yes, what happened?"
"Why do you smell like cigarettes." Yeonji teased, "Did you and seongje do something I should know about."
"W-what are you on about, we did ABSOLUTELY nothing. All i did was go to his place for the night." You stammer out, your whole face turning red from embarrassment and shyness.
"And what did you guys do for the night, I bet you guys had a fun night," yeonji giggled.
You covered your head in the palms of your hand. "we just slept. you're making me embarrassed!!"
"Are you sure your face is turning red from embarrassment or because of something else." Yeonji nudged you, clearly laughing her ass off.
"Hey!" You giggled along with her until a voice cut the laughter.
"Y/n who's that guy that's coming after you?" It was seongje, leaning on the desk like he was yesterday.
"Do you really need to know?" You sigh.
"Yes of course, I need to make sure my girlfriend isnt hurt." He grins walking off, probably already knowing who it was because of how loud yeonji was weeping earlier.
"Well, anyways, what did you and seongje do? Doesn't he play video games, I bet his fingers are-"
"DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT FINISHING THAT SENTENCE YEONJI!" You screamed, shoving the pancake you were going to eat into her mouth.
"Whatt, I said nothing wrong." Yeonji protested, the pancake still in her mouth.
"You said something VERY wrong, actually." You corrected her.
"Well, im going to ask juntae out for coffee tomorrow!" Yeonji squealed, one of her eyes closed shut as the bruise expanded as she was eating the pancake you shoved in her mouth.
"Well, I bid you luck." You smiled."I need to go now. My shift finished in like a minute. Do you want to stay over at my place?"
"Hmm, I'll think about it while we walk!" Yeonji beamed "now go change, because you look reslly uncomfortable in that."
"Thank you!" You shouted, walking into the staff toilets and changing your shirt.
You walk out, forgetting that you're wearing a seongjes shirt. And you hear yeonji gasp VERY loudly. "Oh my god, YOURE WEARING SEONGJES SHIRT. YOU GUYS DEFINITELY DID SOMETHING YESTERDAY!"
"FOR THE LAST TIME WE DOD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!"
While you and yeonji walk out, giggling, teasing, laughing, and enjoying the night. Someone was walking beside you.
"Oh- uhm- h-hi seongje..." yeonji muttered, instinctively wrapping her arm around yours.
"Can you hold these babe," seongje asked, already placing a few paper bags in your arms.
"Can you not hold these yourself?" You complained. "And quit calling me those names."
"You're the one who broke my wrist," Seongje nudged you, slightly chuckling.
"Woah! Y/n you never told me that!" Yeonji eyes practically beamed. "I'll head home! You guys can have a fun night in y/ns apartment." She giggled before walking the opposite direction.
"That girl." You muttered slightly shaking your head.
"Well, that is true, im staying at yours today. Im too lazy to head to my place." Seongje grinned like he planned this all out. "God, is that girl always a cry baby?"
"Dont say that about yeonji! She got hit multiple times by a dick that hates me. " You barked, lightly kicking his shin.
"Im sorry, princess. I hope you forgive me."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." You mutter.
Once you step in your house, seongje already took his shoes off, placing the paper bags on top of your kitchen counters.
"I mean, I don't have any clothes for you. Are you okay sleeping with only grey sweatpants?" You ask, throwing him the pair towards him.
"More than perfect." He grinned, walking to your bathroom.
After both of you finished showering and eating, you decided to go to sleep. As you tried to fall asleep, seongje walked in, laying on your bed right beside you.
"What are you doing, seongje?" You ask clearly annoyed
"The couch is too uncomfortable." Seongje complained, already pulling you into his arms.
"That doesn't mean you can hug me."
"Just shut up."
And you obeyed, you were quiet for the rest of the night, surprisingly you fell asleep faster, you woke up as your alarm started screaming at 6:30 in the morning. You saw seongje clinging onto you. He was only wearing they grey sweatpants you gave to him, his chin layed on your shoulder. You quietly slip out of his arms, getting ready for school. After you finished getting ready for school, ten minutes left before you had to head out of the door, you wake up seongje.
"Seongje wake up, you're going to be late for school!" You shout, sitting down beside seongje, who currently looks dead lying on your bed as you shake his shoulders gently.
"I barely even go to school, let me sleep." He sighed dramatically, covering his body with your covers.
"Fine, goodnight." You smile slightly, removing the covers from his face as you ruffle his hair.
You meet up with yeonji, you two already linking arms as you spot juntae, gotak, sieun, and baku walking together in unison.
Yeonji practically runs up to juntae as she drags you with her. "Hey guys! You know y/n's seeing someone!" She giggled.
"Not this again..." you mutter.
"Who is it?" They all ask in unison.
"Seongje!" She beams excitedly, "Like it's so obvious they like each other! I bet 40,000 won that seongje will wait out here for y/n at the school gates after school!"
All the guys stared at you, their faces mixed with disgust, confusion, and 'tell me everything from the start' type of faces.
"Like i bet his fingers were so-"
"DONT EVEN FINISH THAT SENTENCE!" you slightly slap the back of her head.
"What! I'm being honest, like you obviously had no clothes for him except for that one grey sweatpants you bought in the wrong size, so he probably wore that with no shir-" yeonji got interrupted again by you flicking her forehead.
"N-no, he wore the shirt he was wearing that day." Your cheeks flushed red.
"SEE YOUR BLUSHING! YOU LIKE SEONGJE!" yeonji exclaims. "Well, anyways, juntae, do you want to get coffee after school?"
Juntae practically turned into a tomatoe because of how red he turned "s-sure." He said shyly.
"YAY!!" yeonji smiled brightly, wrapping her arm around his as they walked off.
"Yah! y/n and juntae found their lovers, even though it despise one of them." Baku sighed.
"You guys don't understand him." You huffed.
"Yes we do." The three said in unison.
"No, you guys don't." You answered.
"Well, how can you like someone that tried to rip your eye out?" Gotak asked.
"Because he helped me out when I passed out on top of a random rooftop unlike someone,"
"We were trying to call for help!" Gotak fired back.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's go to class before we're late." You stated before walking into the classroom and sitting down at your assigned desk.
After the school day finishes, you, yeonji, and the guys walk together (obviously, yeonji was clinging onto juntae) as you walk past the school gates and see seongje standing there, he was wearing the grey sweatpants you offered him and the jacket he wore yesterday, and surprisingly the outfit kind of matched?
"Oh my god! I knew it! Give me my 40,000 won! Y/n, go to your boyfriend! He probably misses not laying in bed with you!" She squeals loud enough for the Eunjang students walking past us the hear.
Seongje walks up to you. He wraps his arm around your shoulder like always, "Let's go, princess, hyomans probably waiting for you in that alley."
"How did you know..?" Yeonji asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
"I heard everything, that's why im going with my girlfriend." Seongje replies, bringing you closer to him.
"OH MY GOSH I KNEW IT! SEE Y/N YOU CANT HIDE STUFF FROM ME!" yeonji practically jumped as he held juntaes arm tighter.
"Well, im going, I need to beat hyomans ass. Cya!" You waved to them before walking with seongje "seongje you are in SO much trouble once we head home."
"What i did nothing." Seongje protested, grinning like an idiot while girls (probably the ones that like him) looked at you with murder in their eyes.
Once you were at the alley, waiting for hyoman, seongjes arm around your shoulder, it felt like hours, the sky turned dark as you waited impatiently for hyoman when your friend yeonji runs towards you, "y/n-" she heaved "hyoman was spotted in a different alleyway-" she practically was clinging on you "he was lying on the floor unresponsive with the people that came with him."
"The police are still trying to find who did it." She panted
"Seongje show me your knuckles." You ordered
"Why?" He asked, already placing his hand onto yours, the calluses on his palms brushing harshly on your palm.
"Because you were the one that did it." You scanned his knuckles as he hissed when you slightly brushed your thumb across his knuckles.
"Ok, you caught me." He huffed, putting his hand back into his jacket.
"Wow y/n, you really hit the jackpot! Y/n I told you to go for the guys that play video games because they are always good with their-" yeonji teased until she gets inturrupted by you lecturing her.
"Yeonji, for the 5th time, STOP TALKING ABOUT FINGERS-"
"Ok, ok, im sorry, well I also wanted to tell you about my date with juntae!" Yeonji beamed, clinging onto your arm like a koala.
As you and yeonji were talking, seongje was hoping that yeonji could leave so it could be you and seongje again.
"Well, y/n, I have to go now! You and seongje can have your alone time now!" She giggled.
Once you enter your house, seongje obviously follows you into the apartment. As the door clicks shut, you finally snap. "Why did you call me your girlfriend?!"
"It was the only thing appropriate for the situation." He replied coldly "Plus it will get the other girls to stop running after me."
"Oh? So that was for your benefit? Don't you consider how I feel sometimes?"
"Not really." He replied, dryly.
"You know." You snarl,"I really thought you liked me,"
You grab your jacket and walk out of the apartment, already texting yeonji to meet up at the café that she was with juntae a few minutes ago. As tears pricked your eyes, blurring your vision. You walk outside, going through an alleyway that looks suspicious, but it is faster to go here than go through crowded areas to go to the cafe. When you get stopped by a few people.
"Is this her?" One of them asked, all of them alot taller than you.
"Yea, she's the girl that's been spotted with seongje more than once." Another one said.
"What do you want im in a hurry." You ask impatiently.
"You know, we need something to lure seongje in, and you're our bait." He grinned, walking towards you.
"Ok... well, can I go past now?" You ask, clearly just ignoring whatever they were trying to say.
"Do you need to like get hit in the head for you to understand we were saying to you?" He asked, grabbing his phone to record."Come on, say something to the camera."
And before you could answer, someone yanked you, running to your apartment. It was seongje. He pulled you into the elevator, his breath uneven from how far he ran, but his hand was still laced around your wrist. As soon as those elevator doors opened, he ran to your apartment, locking the door as soon as you stepped into your place. He hugged you, arms wrapped tightly around your waist as his chin rested in your hair. After 5 long minutes, he looks at you with his brown eyes that are staring deep into the e/c eyes in front of him.
"I didn't want to say it here, not after we had an argument but, I really like you y/n, the reason I called you my girlfriend was because I wished it was true, it came out of my mouth naturally and-"
"I like you too, you idiot," you grinned, going on your tippy toes and kissing him, lightly at first, making sure he was comfortable with it, and he was more than comfortable with it, when he grinned. He grabbed your waist with the hand that was out into a cast as the other was tangled in your air, pushing your mouth to be closer to his. Once he finally lets go, your foreheads touch, "i don't stop at one kiss." He grins before crashing his lips into yours again, harsher, not how the previous one was like. You wrap your arms around his neck, walking over to the bedroom that was already dimly lit as you guys fall onto the bed. Your gasp for air as his mouth meets yours again. You guys go back and forth kissing each other like you guys were waiting for this moment the whole time.
*the next day*
You wake up, your head laying on seongjes chest, his arm wrapped around your waist, as you guys wore the same things you had on yesterday, and finally, you didnt have the urge to pry his hands off your waist. He woke up a few minutes later. You were peppering him with little kisses on your face as you get ready for school while seongje gets ready to walk you to school.
You both walk to Eunjang, his hand around your waist pulling you a fraction closer each time someone stares at you a second too long. And then you see them, yeonji, juntae, gotak, sieun, and baku all staring at you like you've lost your mind.
"Hi y/n!!" Yeonji excitedly waved to you. "Did you and seongje-"
"Stop with those types of questions!" You lecture yeonji before seongje pulls you closer. "I dont know if y/n's comfortable answering those questions." He grinned.
"Are you guys together together?!" She asked, jumping up and down."Oh y/n, im not stupid when it comes to love!"
"Figure it out yourself!" You tsked at her before whispering something into seongjes' ear."I'll see you at my apartment." You walk in with yeonji while the guys all stare at him with murder in their eyes before heading in themselves.
The school day ends as usual. Your bag rested on your shoulders, as yeonji was wrapping her arms around yours as she talked about every key detail at her date with juntae when you spot seongje leaning over a motorcycle, waiting for you at the school gates.
"Are you ready to go?" He grinned, placing the helmet on your head as you both sit down. He practically rushes to the apartment as he feels you grip his waist tighter every time he becomes faster, making him have a sheepish grin on him.
The 5 school days go by faster than you could imagine, and seongje practically lives at your apartment now, his clothes layed messily on your floor, his colognes sat beside yours as his pack of cigarettes rested on your nightstand. Your alarm woke you up for your job, seongje was sleeping, somewhat peacefully (??) on the other side of the bed, his chest fully exposed to the cold air as you wore some pair of flared leggings with a plain top that you picked up from the ground where seongjes pile of clothes sat untouched.
You gently kiss his temples before you leave for work. As you clock in for the shift, the white polo shirt makes you itch uncontrollably when seongje walks in, wearing a purple jacket and some black baggy cargo jeans. He walks behind the desk where you're currently making a pot of noodles for someone. He plops down on the chair, waiting for you to notice him. You give the noodles to the guy before getting jumpscared by seongje.
"Seongje! You scared me!" You gasped slightly flicking seongjes forehead, clearly pissed at him.
"I wanted to surprise my girlfriend." He grinned, pulling you onto his lap, resting his hands on your hips as he rested his chin on your shoulder still probably sleepy from when he woke up.
"You should've stayed home in your tired." You recommended slightly smiling to yourself.
"If anything, I'll just nap on you." He grinned, pressing a lazy kiss on your neck, and that's when you see standing right in front of the desk, yeonji holding hands with juntae as sieun gotak and baku were still trying to process what just happened.
"OH MY GOD, Y/N! DID I SEE THAT CORRECTLY!?" She jumped, pointing to seongje that still had his hands on your hips and his chin still resting on your shoulder.
"DID YOU SERIOUSLY HAVE TO PICK HIM -" baku roared. "YOU GUYS HAVE SOME EXPLAINING TO DO, I THOUGH YEONJI WAS JUST LYING AGAIN ABOUT YOU LIKING SEONGJE!"
"Well, it's pretty straightforward, we met, started hanging out, fell in love, and now we're dating." You reply
"Do you not realise he's apart of a gang?" Gotak asks
"I mean, as long as he's not in jail, then im completely fine with what decision he makes." You reply dryly.
"Well, you have to somehow convince us that seongjes good." Baku said, his eyes still looking at seongje like he's prey.
"Guys, calm down she's just finally letting herself have someone that's good with-" yeonji happily said
"If you keep talking about that topic im not gonna make you your favourite noodles." You threaten pointing a finger at her.
*later that night*
You finish your shift, seongjes fingers intertwined with yours, yeonjis hand gripping onto juntaes, sieun, gotak, and baku still not fully convinced seongje could be a good guy. But you guys hang out, mainly it was baku interrogating seongje but you guys had fun. Later they sent something in the group chat:
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A/n #2; im actually like so tired. I've been listening to gulu gulu while making this, and it lowkey made me more productive.. I didn't know how to end it, but im scared I made it like too long... im too lazy to proofread, so if there are mistakes, I apologize 🙂↕️
