or getting bossed around at work is never fun, especially when one co-worker uses you as a dumping ground to take time off. luckily for you, there's kimchi and an understanding boyfriend waiting for you at home. [ 2.9k]
โณ authors note: i'm gonna be so fr, i haven't written anything in almost a year (?) and it's kinda showing... but i'm proud to say that i am actually happy with this one, i mean i wouldn't post it if i didn't! (i lied, the ending was a little rushed) i got a lot of inspo from @jakesimfromstatefarm "no doubt" series (i hope you don't mind me tagging!) so thank you for bringing back my motivation!( หถหแหหต )
โณ genre: soft angst | hurt/comfort | fluff
โณ warnings: pressure from a colleague, hints of helplessness, soft love.
โณ featuring: Keeho | P1Harmony, Yunjin | Le Sserafim, Mark | NCT, and the rest of ENHYPEN (by name only).
โณ extra: vacillator | ethel cain - masterlist
It had been a very rough day.
An unexpected shift had dropped onto your lap- a co-worker, someone whom youโve told times before that you canโt cover their shift last minute, had somehow convinced your manager that you agreed to take theirs, when in all honesty, the conversation ever occurring is nowhere near in remembrance.
You find yourself standing in front of your full body mirror, rustling with the cardigan you decided to wear despite the unwavering heat that terrorizes the people outside. A frustrated yet determined look on your face to try and tough it out, trying to ignore the cakey feeling that started to pool underneath your arms already.
Today was supposed to be relaxing, a feeling you miss already as you pass by your boyfriend with a fleeting kiss. So quick he barely has time to register it from where he sits on the couch; hair disheveled and body twisted, catching you as you fly by. He shouts something behind the already closed door but it's hard to make out, whispered in the shadows of your shallow breaths.ย
The clock is already at 12:30 when you make it into work, bowing profusely to your manager who insists that itโs okay, excusing you this once due to your impeccable record of being the only one in the store to be on time despite the flexible rules. The weight of the next 6 hours weighs heavily on your chest, fake smiles and sore feet are all you have to survive your shift.ย
โWhy are you here today?โ Your co-worker, Yunjin, mumbles through tight lips, smiling at a customer who comes up to her register hot and ready with a bundle of clothes. โI thought you had the day off?โ
โYou-know-who is back at it again,โ despite the smile you give to the lady and her crying baby in front of you, your voice is rough with annoyance, and if anyone looked close enough they could see the twitch in your eye.
A laugh, โWhy donโt you just report him?โ asks another voice at the register on your left, โWhat is this, like the fifth time?โ
โSeventh, Keeho, but thank you for your input.โ You ring up the customers items, smiling politely with shaking hands as you hand her the bag. You watch as the customer walks off with her kid, who skips over the cracked grey tiles on the floor.
โThe fact that you let it happen seven times is wicked,โ he snickers, grabbing a price gun riddled with dirty tape off the shelf. He drags it across your skin a couple times, leaving blue and pink clearance tags in its wake. โIf that was me I wouldโve told him to meet me in the parking lot.โ
Yunjin shoots him a look, one that screams โno tf you wouldntโ and reaches across you to pick the tags off. You watch as every โClearance: $14.99โ sticker falls into the wastebin beneath your own outdated register. โYou sound dumb,โ she retorts, flicking him on the forehead, โbut seriously, why donโt you tell one of the higher-ups? Itโs gotta be a violation in the book or something.โ
โHow would you know? Youโve never read it.โ Reaching for your water bottle, you feel the condensation on your fingers as your hands continue to tremble, flicking the perspiration off the back of your neck like it's a bug. The A.C is on full blast in the store, yet it feels like youโre standing directly in the sun. โBesides, there's no point, you know the company doesn't care enough to even give out warnings.โ
Thereโs a pause.
And a hum in agreement.
They each turn to help the person in front of them, thankfully they took the last two and the store is at its slow hours so it looks like there's no one left to check out. As soon as the bottle returns to the counter a soft buzz comes from your cardigan, so light that you wouldn't have felt it if you weren't hyperaware to everything.
Above the countless notifications in the center is a string of texts:
Ikeu [3:25 p.m]: hey baby
Ikeu [3:25 p.m]: u left in a hurry this morning, i think u gave me whiplash(โโธโ,)ย
Ikeu [3:26 p.m]: nah but its ok, i jst wanna make sure uโre alright!
Ikeu [3:26 p.m]: i thought you had the day offย
Ikeu [3:27 p.m]: anw, ill make dinner so when you get home itโll be done, mybe just warmed up!
Ikeu [3:28 p.m]: love ya!โน๐น
Itโs overwhelmingly sweet, truly. How much he cares about you. A man who has so much love in his heart, who will wake up before the sun rises to pack you a lunch for work because he knows youโll have no time to pick something up on the way. A man who leaves small notes in the lunch bag, and when he canโt do that heโll send paragraphs of messages cheering you on for something you dread everyday. He has no idea about the manipulative coworker who teases and controls you to the point where some days youโll have to remember who the actual boss is.
2 out of the 3 years youโve been working at the clothing store it has been like that. The forceful demand of a shift is only something he started doing recently. He has been at the company longer than you have, giving himself some type of โseniorityโ meaning he believes he can do whatever he wants to anyone. Unfortunately, it looks like he deemed you as easy prey. You want so badly to tell H.R- to tellย Jake but the fear of nothing working lingers on the back of your mind like the sweat that clings in the crease of your elbow. You've already reported it to the manager once, and nothing was done.
You need this job, it pays the bills even though Jake has made multiple statements about how his work pays well enough to support you both for a long, long time.ย
โIs that your boyfriend?โ a crumb falls onto your shoulder, the pointed curve of a chin rests over it, peering noisily into the screen that darkens as you turn it off. Keeho pouts, backing away slightly, but only enough to quietly apologize for the mess on your shirt. โHe texts hella.โ
A smitten laugh escapes you, accepting the half eaten granola from his hands, โYeah, I kinda flew out the house this morning without a proper goodbye,โ you gesture to the phone you disgraced on the counter, โHe was doing what I couldnโt.โ
โDoes he know?โ Yunjin begins, wiping down the counter with a disinfectant rag so hard that the ends of it frays, โAbout Mark?โ
A breath traps itself in the center of your chest, โNo. And I donโt want him to.โ
The two share a look.
Keeho, who has been very keen on voicing his opinion thus far, grows quiet.
Yunjin lays a comforting hand on your shoulder, her brows furrowed into something incommunicable.ย โYou donโt think heโd be able to help?โ
Help? The word is foreign, like a distant memory that begs to be held. As dramatic as it seems, the word is all that you could ask for. Every time your hand disconnects with your mind because of the increasingly violent tremor in your hand, or the bags that fight against the heavy amount of concealer you layer on to hide it, or the triple amount of coffee intake- because the regulated 8 hours no longer seems to do anything for your body when you lay down to sleep, when you awaken as fast as a blink the next morning to do it all again. You want him to help, but there's no point.
Once more, you smile despite the looming fear that festers deep within your chest. You extend a hand to pat hers, softs hands meet each other as you go to hold it, โLook, I get that you guys are worried, and I couldnโt be happier to know that I have friends that care,โ you through a smile over your shoulder to Keeho, who stands unconvinced, โbut trust me, I have it under control. Plus! How does a couple extra bucks hurt?โ
You look back at Yunjin, she stands closer this time, though the indescribable look on her face has drastically changed. Her jaw is clenched, so firm that you can see the masseter muscle enlarge. โY/N.โ she shifts her over to grasp at your limp wrist. Holding it up, she brings it in front of you so you can see. Under the fluorescent light you can see what youโve been trying to ignore, โYour hands are shaking.โ
Two sturdy hands clutch onto your covered forearms, turning you around. โY/N.โ Keeho repeats your name the same as Yunjin, it comes out hoarse and small, โDonโt let that man boss you around, you are tired. Go home.โ
Itโs like they could read your mind, or they just knew you insanely well, because before you could object, two bodies drag you towards the employee break room to clock out.
By the time you get home all the lights are out in the house, the blinds are pulled inwards to block out the setting sun, though some of its shimmer peers through your window and onto the kitchen floor. Your feet drag, eyes heavy with exhaustion as you force yourself to close the door and hang up your bag.
As you take off your shoes- each one feeling like a boulder, a shuffle coming from down the hall followed by the soft patter of feet. You barely have time to lift your head up when two soft hands pull you in gently by the chin. Jake, hair still as messy as it was earlier, stands before you, a tender but concerned look in his eyes that doesn't quite match the smile he puts on. His collarbone is exposed, clothes twisted on his body haphazardly. You can tell that he was on the verge of sleep before you came home, and was actively fighting it off as he inspected your face.
โHi baby.โ He whispers, planting a kiss on your forehead. โHow was work?โ
Jake takes your cardigan from off your shoulders, throwing it on the couch, and you let him. Fatigue is slowly creeping up on you and your body canโt help but to lean into the warmth of his. A sigh, then a shake of your head. Words seem to have left as well.
Though Jake nods as if understanding. He never needed words to figure out what was going on, claiming it's because the two of you are so attuned that he can read you just by the way you breathe. โThat bad, huh?โ
A nod.
He kisses your cheek this time and lets go of your chin.
Leaning back, he smiles, so full out light and love it makes you feel just a little bit better. โI donโt know if you saw my texts earlier but I made you some dinner, it's just kimchi and tofu soup,โ as he talks he wraps a firm arm around your shoulders, holding you up as you make your way into the kitchen. The smell of the meal still lingers in the air despite it being hours since he cooked it, but it's strong enough to make your stomach growl. Jake lets out a giggle and continues to ramble as he leaves you near the counter and opens the fridge, โand I made it separately- just how you like it, in case you wanted to combine it on your own, because I- why are you still standing? Sit down. I know how much I don't like it when Iโm not given the chance to-โ
When he turns around with three stained tupperware and chopsticks in his arms he looks around confused before looking at the floor. You had managed to slide down slowly off the cabinets, legs too tired to hold the weight of your body any longer. Looking up at him through your lashes, you pat the space beside and he happily plops down.
He hands you a pair of chopsticks and then opens tupperware, picking a piece of kimchi from the bottom and feeding it to you.
It is quiet for some time, the fading sunlight creates light orange and yellow hues on the floor, outlining the curve of your bodies as you feed one another food. Itโs not an uncomfortable silence, it's a conversation without contact or words, one that feels like the air on a rainy day.
ย Jake tosses another piece of tofu from the soup into his mouth before turning to you, โSo you want to tell me about today?โ
You shoot him a glance, noticing the dip in his tone. A shrug and a shake of your head, โWhat about it?โ
He stares at you for a second before sighing, dragging a hand down his face, โY/N. I got a text from Keeho before you came home.โ
โOkay? He messages you all the time.โ
โIt was about a guy named โMarkโ.โ He pauses, waiting for a reaction. You donโt give him on, instead you reach over his leg to steal some tofu, โHe told me everything that's been going on. The teasing?ย Forcefully giving you his shifts without asking you first? Making you work overtime when you donโt need to?โ
He sounds disappointed, not in you but in himself. Why hadn't he noticed even the littlest thing sooner? Why didn't he just ask?
The ridges in his back are stiff and his shoulders are tight, a hesitant hand reaches your knee. The touch makes you look up and his voice wasn't even close to expressing the emotion on his face. He's looking directly at you with wide eyes, there's a distant shimmer in them, the shimmer before tears. His bottom lip wobbles underneath his teeth, he's using it to control the movement but it grows intense the longer he stares.ย
Jake cups your face again, thumb brushing over the makeup you used to hide the dark circles beneath your eyes. The concealer has faded away slightly by the time you got home, giving him a good look at you naturally for what feels like the first time in forever. His heart breaks even more.
โYou know you can tell me anything right? That I wonโt be mad? You shouldn't have to just deal with that because your company is insubordinate.โ
Your hand finds his, resting your head back again against the wood behind you, smiling lightly, โI know.โ
โAnd if youโre afraid of him beating me up,โ he continues, shoving more kimchi in his mouth because of his nerves, โI hope you know there are multiple people willing to back me up. Like Keeho, Yunjin, Jay, Sunoo- well I donโt know about Sunoo, Ni-ki, Sunghoon-โ
You stop him before he could finish. A delicate kiss falters his incessant rambling and for a second you think you broke him. Your hand lingers on his face, his eyes shining brighter than before. He looks so soft, like the most precious thing in the world, and you love him even more for that, โJake. I know.โ You reiterate, โI donโt know why I didnโt tell you, I guess I was just afraid of losing my job? I mean it's so strange, Mark has been there longer than I have and I don't want to overstep anything because I was justโฆscared? And itโs not like I haven't reported it before, I have many times, but I guess after a while, when nothing was being doneโฆI gave up.โ
Thereโsย a helpless shift in the air as your voice cracks, the hand on his face drops into the space between your legs as you grow quiet. Saying it fully out loud feels so stupid, your mind trying to rationalize your feelings by hiding them- which only made it feel worse. Your eyes dip down to the porcelain tiles that hold your feet.
A quick sniffle emits from Jake as he grabs your hands. The grip is tight, not tight enough to hurt but tight enough to say โim hereโ. โYou shouldn't ever have to feel that way,โ his voice cracks under the pressure of his words, a tear slips from his eye but he quickly wipes it with the sleeve of his shirt. โPlease donโt ever feel like you have to hide stuff from me because you donโt want anything bad to happen. What heโs doing is bad as it is, heโs just going to keep going because he knows you wonโt object. And he knows that the company wonโt do anything about it- obviously.โ
Thereโs so much love in his eyes as he chases yours when you look away. He brings your hands to his face and gently kisses your palm. Paste from the kimchi that was still on his lip transfers to your palm when he pulls away, but you donโt mind, too focused on the overwhelming feeling of care he shows you in a single gesture.
But nights like these, hands between legs, eating food on the floor of the kitchen, just talking, makes you feel like no matter what happens at work, is irrelevant.
Thanks to him, you wonโt give up, and will report Mark, together.
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Sypnosis: You grew up with Jungwon, knowing him like the back of your handโuntil, one day, you didnโt. Without warning, he left you behind with nothing but a cold, cutting farewell: โI canโt be associated with you anymore.โ No explanation. No closure. Just silence.
Five years later, youโve left your small town for college. But fate has other plansโbecause Jungwon is here, sitting in the same lecture hall, looking at you like he still knows you.
The past lingers between you like a ghost. The question remains: will you let him back in, or will you finally close his chapter for good?
After all, some wounds never heal. And some people never change.
...Right?
Pairings: Jungwon x reader
Genre: Best friends to strangers/enemies to lovers, she fell first but he fell harder. Lots of angst and maybe some fluff. Thereโs probably more but I donโt know how to do this ๐ญ
Note: This is my first ever fic on like any writing platform so please bear with me ๐ญ Iโm still new to writing and English is not my first language so there will be a lot of mistakes. Feel free to correct me and give me feedback to improve !! Comments and reblogs are really appreciated. Anyway I hope you enjoy reading !! Iโll probably post the fic next week !!
pair: sunghoon x f!reader | genre: angst, heavily inspired by the little women scene where laurie proposes to jo :( | warning(s): none! | wc: 500 | synopsis: in which he proposes, confirming your worst nightmares.
lynneโs notez๐๏ธ: thinking about sunghoon as laurie since forever๐ค
sunghoon follows you down the big hill, watching as you ramble on about your sisters and where their whereabouts were going to be in the next year. truthfully, sunghoon couldnโt care less about them. instead he thinks about following you to the ends of the earth.
โwe could run away and be pirates,โ you joke, turning to face him. heโs beautiful, you think. with the wind combing through his jet black hair and the setting sun beaming just right on his porcelain skin; he truly seemed to be an angel that had landed and took up a small, but significant place in your heart.
sunghoon stops. he has this look on his face, one that you canโt quite read. until it dawns on youโ he loves you.
โplease donโt,โ you say, lips flipping into a tight frown.
โitโs no use, yn. yn, weโve got to have it outโi have loved you ever since iโve known you. i couldnโt help it. and i tried to show you,โ sunghoon steps closer when you step away, hands reaching for your own. โplease give me an answer because i cannot go on like this.โ
you shake your head even more when he says this. instinctively, you jerk your arm away when he tries to reach for it and a look of hurt flashes across his face. sunghoon gulps and steps back, stuffing his hands in his pockets (a habit you learned he had when he was nervous). you want to scoop him up and tell him youโre sorry and that you love him but you just canโt.
โjust say youโll marry me, please.โ
you swallow the lump in your throat and force the words to form into coherent sentences. โi canโt.โ
the desperate look on sunghoonโs face makes you want to cry. he nods slowly, processing your words, the ones he was so afraid of.
โwhy not?โ
your throat dries up and your hands get clammy. why couldnโt you tell him? you loved him, didnโt you?
โweโd both be unhappy! youโd hate social gatherings and iโd hate the lack of interactions. weโd be a mess, and it would be awful and weโd both regret itโโ
โbut do you love me?โ his voice wavers ever so slightly when he says this.
โthat doesnโt matter hoon,โ you turn away from him and face the blazing, setting sun instead. you blink away your tears and use your sleeve to wipe away the residue. you didnโt even realize that youโd been crying.
โit matters to me.โ sunghoon reaches for your wrist and gently turns you around to face him. you realize heโs been crying too. โiโll wait for you, yn. iโll wait for your love.โ
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loves kissing you; he could sit and kiss you forever
back hugs you and tells you about his day
cuddles on the couch while gossiping about your friends love lives
GOODNIGHT/ GOOD MORNING MESSAGES
would call you 'baby' and 'princess'
at the start of your relationship he would be really shy about his emotions toward you but soon he would be really open with you
literally the clingiest person ever
loves playing with your hair
if he's tired, he lies with his head on your stomach while you play with his hair
doesn't mind pda but only hand holding or rare pecks, never in front of his members though, he's to scared of getting teased.
you two do that thing were you send pictures of anything heart shaped you see
goes to a pottery class on his own just to make you gifts every week
acts innocent a lot of the time but beware, he's evil
๐๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ :
always has his arm around your shoulder
if someone is being a bit to friendly with you then he kisses the top of your head and asks to leave
likes to take you on late night walks
calls you 'my love' and 'beautiful'
whether he is holding your hand, rubbing your back or stroking your neck, this man is always touching you
doesn't mind pda, if your with his members he'll usually just hold your hand but sometimes he'll kiss you in the corner of a room when no one can tell what you're doing
loves tracing your lips with his fingertips
๐๐๐ฒ:
in his eyes you're royalty
he won't let you do anything that might cause even the slightest discomfort
loves it when you wear his clothes
super clingy
if it's raining, he'll lie on the couch with you on top of him, legs entangles and fingers intertwined telling you everything he loves about you
so whipped for you
calls you 'sweetheart' and 'darling'
doesn't care about his members seeing you and him being affectionate together, they know not to tease him about it as the one and only time they did he went on an hour rant about how their just jealous that they'll never find someone as perfect as you.
cooks for you all the time
tries to teach you to cook but always gets anxious that you're going to burn yourself
makes a scrapbook of everything you do together
๐๐๐ค๐:
likes to tease you by kissing everywhere but your lips
would definitely take you on walks with layla
would tease you that you're shorter than him
spams you at 3am when he can't sleep with messages like:
honey?
are you awake?
helloooo
y/nnie?????
i can't sleep can you answer me please
when you finally respond telling him that he woke you up he would be really apologetic
would call you 'honey' and 'y/nnie' (for example - sana - sannie)
would be quite shy around the members but really confident around your friends
loves when you initiate cuddling because it reassures him that you want to hug him
๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ง:
at the beginning he would be so awkward but so adorable
when you both got closer he became a lot more comfortable with you
i have this image in my head of it rainig outside and you two lying on the floor in pyjamas listening to songs like v insanely loud
lord huron - the night we met
one direction - night changes
rachel chinouriri - so my darling
the cinematic orchestra - to build a home
stephen sanchez - until i found you
chance peรฑa - in my room
sufjan stevens - should have known better
he would call you 'agiya'(baby) and 'jagiya' (honey)
he needs your constant attention
gets a little to comfortable sometimes
would laugh while helping you up if you fell
so competitive
before he actually tells you that he loves you, when he thinks you're asleep he'll whisper 'i love you'
doesn't care what his members think about you and him but still isn't really that affectionate in public, will hold your hand and hug you but nothing much else
sens you flowers when he can't physically be there with you
๐๐ฎ๐ง๐จ๐จ:
the cutest boyfriend ever
carries you everywhere
takes you to a different cafe every date you go on and you review them
movie marathons are a must
loves hugging you so much
i can see him planning you a surprise party for your birthday and making it perfect for you
calls you 'sunshine' and 'darling'
i feel like if you were walking along the street and there was an old couple he'd point and whisper to you, "us"
he is so clingy, like a lot more than jungwon and jay
just give him attention and make sure he knows how much you love him
he literally bites you, he says it because "you're just to adorable"
he buys you hygiene products
he's so precious i swear he was bias wrecking me as i wrote this
๐๐ข๐ค๐ข:
someone come and collect their child
he is such a menace
always pranking you
finds it hilarious when you mess something up
he is also really sweet though
if you were genuinely upset then his smile would drop and he'd rush over to you, placing his hands on your shoulders whipping your tears away with his fingertips
he always teases you for being so much shorter than him ~ we all know that this boy is a giant
like jake, he'd spam you so much, not just at the early hours of the morning, but 24/7
within an hour he'd have sent you 7 memes, 4 tiktoks, 9 movie recommendations and 5 sweet messages
he'd call you 'brat' and 'pabo' (stupid)
you and him collect random things like rocks and sticks
he'd be so cocky in front of your friends
in contrast he'd be really nervous with you in front of his members, so much that they sat him down and said that they didn't care if he was affectionate with you in front of them because he wouldn't even sit on the same couch as you
