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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, youโre forced to reevaluate the life that you left behind. And all of the doors you left wide open.
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Teaser word count: 448
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a/n: this one is still in the works but with how much iโve been writing these days iโm hopeful itโll release soon,,, this is also my first multi series we will see where it takes me! taglist is open if youโre interested! :)
teaser does not contain smut but the full fic WILL so MDNI
โWhat was that about?โ He raises an eyebrow in what seemed like he was offended that youโd even ask. He was about to give you an answer when you cut him off. โFine then I didnโt want to know!โ
You had enough of whatever game he was playing. Since he hated you so much he could leave. There wasnโt 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. โStop laughing! Youโre being such an asshole.โ
โIโm an asshole?โ He scoffs playfully, โWhy?โ
You roll your eyes. He couldnโt be serious. โYouโve been looking at me like iโm stupid all night!โ
โWe havenโt even been together all night.โ You roll your eyes, making him laugh more. โOkay, iโm sorry I was joking.โ
You refuse to speak now, staring off at some random painting on the wall like it was an official Van Gogh exclusive.
โDarling,โ His voice is low as he calls for you.
Darling.
You hadnโt 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.
โWhy do you do this to me?โ You question him, your cheeks growing warm as you fiddle with your fingers. โI understand you must want nothing to do with me after...โ You trail off, not knowing how exactly to word anything but continuing anyway, โafter everything, but if you hate me so badly then you can just leave.โ
Heโs 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.
Heโs 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. Heโs nothing short of serious when he finally speaks, โIs that it? You thought I wanted nothing to do with you?โโ
Youโre so close in proximity now, closer than youโve 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 youโd be able to hear him over the loud chatter around.
โI wish that was the case.โ
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