#thisisonlyateaser

PAIRING: Bassist! Park Jisung x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS: Moving back home after unforeseen circumstances is hard enough as a 23 year old. But when you run into your childhood friend who you cut off all contact with now playing shows with his band that have apparently gained quite the reputation, you’re forced to reevaluate the life that you left behind. And all of the doors you left wide open.

predicted word count: 18k-22k (?)

Teaser word count: 448

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a/n: this one is still in the works but with how much i’ve been writing these days i’m hopeful it’ll release soon,,, this is also my first multi series we will see where it takes me! taglist is open if you’re interested! :)

teaser does not contain smut but the full fic WILL so MDNI

“What was that about?” He raises an eyebrow in what seemed like he was offended that you’d even ask. He was about to give you an answer when you cut him off. “Fine then I didn’t want to know!”

You had enough of whatever game he was playing. Since he hated you so much he could leave. There wasn’t anything holding him hostage here. You were done being a sad drunk now you were just annoyed.

You pout, refusing to look at him when a low chuckle sounds from his mouth. You turn towards him again, scowling in annoyance. “Stop laughing! You’re being such an asshole.”

“I’m an asshole?” He scoffs playfully, “Why?”

You roll your eyes. He couldn’t be serious. “You’ve been looking at me like i’m stupid all night!”

“We haven’t even been together all night.” You roll your eyes, making him laugh more. “Okay, i’m sorry I was joking.”

You refuse to speak now, staring off at some random painting on the wall like it was an official Van Gogh exclusive.

“Darling,” His voice is low as he calls for you.

Darling.

You hadn’t been called that since before you left. The nickname has always been his for you, an exclusive that nobody but him could ever call you.

“Why do you do this to me?” You question him, your cheeks growing warm as you fiddle with your fingers. “I understand you must want nothing to do with me after...” You trail off, not knowing how exactly to word anything but continuing anyway, “after everything, but if you hate me so badly then you can just leave.”

He’s silent for a moment too long, making you grow more embarrassed at your sudden outburst. Only Park Jisung was able to drag this kind of reaction out of you. You hear him shift in his seat, the music on the dance floor not anywhere near as loud as the way your heart thumps when he approaches you.

He’s right beside you, standing what you can only assume is straight and tall when he clears his throat. You lift your head up on instinct to meet his gaze, only this time the playful glint from before is gone. He’s nothing short of serious when he finally speaks, “Is that it? You thought I wanted nothing to do with you?””

You’re so close in proximity now, closer than you’ve been in years. He looks behind you but for just one moment before his eyes are back on yours again. You suck in a breath as he leans in close, making sure that you’d be able to hear him over the loud chatter around.

“I wish that was the case.”