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he catches you in the break room while you were making yourself a hot tea. jake and jay eating at the table, he doesn’t mind audiences watching him work his magic.

“hey pretty, i’m heeseung.” you’ve heard about heeseung. big flirt and also a big ghoster. you don’t have time for his little games, you’re a busy woman.

“so i’ve heard.” you turned towards him as you stir your tea. “you’ve heard?” his eyes light up as he tilt his head. “i’m sure it’s all good things baby, rumors are true.”

you took a step closer to him. “totally, if you think being a shrimp dick man whore with worms for brains is a good thing.” you tilt your head with a soft smile.

jake chokes on his drink as heeseung’s smile dies down. “hey, glad to know you live up to your reputation, heeseung.” you emphasize his name on purpose like he’s not a big deal he makes himself to be.

you took a sip of your tea before walking out, heeseung glaring at you the whole time.

jay calls out, taking heeseung out of his trance. “told you so.” heeseung turns around, looking very upset. “don’t even start.”

heeseung found himself getting annoyed every time he saw you now. you’re not hot anymore, you’re rude and apparently stuck up to the voices in his head.

he’s just ignoring the one ever so soft voice, telling him that he liked being put in his place. even more so, by you.

“are you gonna keep glaring at her or are you actually gonna do something?” jay looks over to heeseung’s computer screen that turned black because he was too busy trying to study you.

“shut up. she’s not even that hot.” he mumbles before finally looking away from you. “you only think that because she’s the first woman in your life that doesn’t give a fuck about you.” jay snickers, thinking back to the break room scene.

heeseung rolls his eyes. “she just wants to be different, to stand out to me.” he straightens up and clenches his jaw. “oh yeah she’s totally gonna suck your dick because you’re finally pretending to do your job.” jay shakes his head in amusement.

“can you not- look i turned it on.” heeseung replies while starting his computer again. “are you happy jay? look.” jay laughs. “yeah i can see that.”

heeseung tries to study you so hard. he watches your every move. he watches you talk to jay and sunghoon, you seem so kind.

laughing and smiling, god he wants to be the one you’re smiling at but you won’t even give him the time of day.

he starts to get frustrated. why won’t you talk to him? not even spare a single glance at him when all he does is stare at you.

you’re already in his head without even trying and he had to know why.

“why don’t you like me?” he stops you at the end of a conference meeting as people clear out. you stare at him. “i never said that.”

heeseung rolls his eyes so hard he could swear he saw his brain. “you didn’t have to say it. you treat me like i’m nothing, like i’m not even in your point of view.”

you almost laugh in his face. “sorry? my desk is across the room from yours. did you want me to do nothing but stare at you all day? is that what you want me to do to make you feel liked?” you let out a humorless laugh. is he serious?

heeseung’s frustration grows. “that’s not what i meant. i mean that you don’t even say hi to me, let alone breathe my way. am i so bad?”

you put down your laptop and started to get serious. “yeah you are, you treat woman like they’re some game. i see you staring at me like i’m some level you can’t pass. i’m not falling for your tricks and much less for you. so quit it, because nothings ever going to happen between us. not even in your fucking dreams, heeseung.” you scoff at him, picked up your laptop and left the room.

meanwhile he stands there with his cheeks flushed and a hungry look for more. more of your anger directed towards him.

he didn’t know he would love your anger so much. it made his dick twitch in his pants every single time you got rough with him.

it was very much “boy pulls girl’s hair because he liked her.” every single time you yelled at him, he looked at you like he yearned for more. those bambi eyes staring right back at you as if you were already his world.

and it’s because you are. he loves your smile and confidence just as much as he loves your fierce eyes and harsh words. you kept him on his feet and made him work harder just so maybe one day he can impress you for once.

he yearned just as much for a simple compliment from you.

you noticed. obviously you’re not fucking dense.

he always looked at you with his doe eyes. his big beautiful shiny eyes that hold the stars. you also noticed he only stares at you that way, no one else.

not a single other woman on his radar. little by little he was breaking down whatever walls you put up.

if you’re being honest, you wouldn’t have been so hard on him if he had just introduced himself like a normal person instead of pretending like he has the upper hand just because he’s a rich man and has a big ass ego, thinking you would fall for him immediately as if you were that shallow.

you grew into the strong woman you are today because of all the misogyny that goes on in the work place. being belittled just because you put on a little makeup and heels, ignored because your hair looks nice, harassed just because you are nice.

that’s why you don’t have any tolerance for men like him. if he wasn’t willing to learn then you aren’t willing to teach. it’s that simple.

it was that simple for him too. if it was you he’d listen all day. learn everything just for you.

finally you spoke up about his bambi eyes problem. “why do you always look at me that way when i’m angry at you?” you sneered at him.

his cheeks flushed just a little. “what do you mean?” he feigns annoyance. “i don’t look at you in any way.”

you crossed your arms. “yeah you do, you stare at me with those big eyes. they get bigger when i get louder. jesus do you like it?”

heeseung immediately steps back, hiding his blush behind his coffee mug. “no. i don’t like you, why would i like your yelling. i’m not fucking insane.” he rolls his eyes, sipping his coffee.

you glare at him for a second before shaking your head. “whatever, get your shit together.” he lets out a breath as you leave the break room.

he is fucking insane.

“when are you gonna tell her you’re crushing on her?” jay sits beside him as they drink at a bar near the office.

“i’m not crushing-“ jay interrupts. “yeah you do. you stare at her like you did that one girl in high school. you yearn.”

heeseung wants to act annoyed but he can’t lie to jay. “whatever, she doesn’t like me back so why does it matter?” heeseung shakes off the cringe feeling when he feels just how high school this whole situation is, you two could simply talk like the adults you are.

“i don’t know. she seems to be growing fond of you.” “yeah because her constant glaring and yelling means she likes me.” heeseung shoots jay an annoyed look before drinking his beer.

“no but her voice gets softer when she thinks she’s being too rough on you. her eyes linger on yours before she walks away. her body language shows she doesn’t actually hate you.” jay explains as if it isn’t the only thing giving heeseung hope.

“so why does she act like it?” he mumbles. “because you act like a dick. you think every woman wants to jump your bones. you’re kind of full of yourself.” jay shrugs. “but i mean i don’t know.”

“way to call me out.” heeseung looks at jay and they share a look. “just restart with her. say sorry and try to become her friend instead of her baby daddy.” heeseung lets out a laugh. “yeah. you’re probably right.” jay scoffs at him. “i’m always right.”

heeseung tried to find the perfect opportunity to talk to you, to say sorry but just around this time was the busiest so you were constantly on the move, in meetings, with clients.

you didn’t have time for anything else, let alone his annoying ass.

“w-wait y/n!” he caught up to you in the parking lot after a long day. you were the last one to leave the office or so you thought.

he’s been waiting for you ever since 5pm. it’s almost 9 now. you turn to him, praying he doesn’t end your night horribly. “yes?”

“i’ve been waiting for you. i-i wanted to talk to you.” his voice is getting softer now. almost shyer. “well, then?” “um…”

just now he realized that he’s never really apologized to anyone. he clear his throat. “i just wanted to say sorry… for the way i acted when we first met. i didn’t mean to come off as cocky or arrogant.”

your eyebrows furrowed, this is new. “you did though.” heeseung lets out an awkward sigh. “yeah i did. and i’m sorry for that, that’s not who i am or who i try to be.”

you think for a second. “okay. yeah it’s okay.” you reply softly now. “can we restart?” he looks at you with hopeful eyes. you feel the tug on your lips. “mhm.”

you see him let out a happier sigh now. “hi. i’m heeseung-“ “oh now?” you accidentally cut him off and he stammers. “i-if that’s okay with you- i mean we could go back into the office break room to make it more authentic ..” he rambles and it’s adorable. “what? back to the break room?” you say in between laughs.

he smiles now. “i don’t know sorry.” you finish laughing, staring at him. “now’s fine heeseung.” he smiles back at you before straightening up. “hi, i’m heeseung.” “i’m y/n” “what department are you working in?”

you giggle at how seriously he’s taking this. “i’m the new director of the marketing team.”

“cool! i’m the head of sales. it’s nice to meet you, y/n.” he holds out his hand and you shake it. “it’s nice to meet you too, heeseung.” you share the same soft smile and unspoken feelings.

working with heeseung is easier now.

even though he definitely fits the cocky rich man stereotype, it’s softer - almost gone when you’re around. he likes how you tame him and you like how pretty he looks when he is tamed. but you’re still friends, very close friends.

“jake get your head in the game!” jay called out as he ran past jake during a match. jake rolled his eyes and stole a glance at you, you just had to stand there and look so pretty huh?

“fuck…” he mumbled under his breath as he moved across the field. the score was close and if he was gonna get anywhere he had to lock in, rather than thinking about your angel face.

“what’s wrong with you jake? we’ve practiced this formation for months now!” coach choi scolded.

“sorry! im just distracted..” he trailed off as he stole yet another glance at you.

he went back to his position and shook his head. fine. he thought to himself. let’s show ‘em why i’m captain. his midfielder position had him constantly on the move and looking for opportunities for his team to score, though he didn’t mind scoring a few of his own just for the ladies. (really only you though.)

the buzzer goes off and thankfully due to jake’s ‘locking in’ it didn’t end in a tie, 5-3. easy win for your college team.

“you guys did great!” you smiled at the team of sweaty yet happy guys as they walked over.

“thanks y/n” “where’s the cooler?” “did you record this time?” “where’d you get the reservation for our win?” the team bombards you but you’re used to it by now, answering their questions with ease.

“of course, by coach choi, i’m already sending it in the groupchat, and the new restaurant by the cafe downtown.”

“you’re the best.” and other compliments are thrown at you for being the worlds best manager.

“yeah you really are the best.” you can recognize that soft voice anywhere.

“thanks jake.” you looked up at him. “but you were actually the best, you changed up the whole game once you clocked in or whatever you guys say.”

jake laughs, looking down at you with soft eyes. “locked in.” he corrects you before nudging you with his shoulder as he walks away.

you can’t help the light flush that stains your cheeks that you just so happened to miss the way his are stained the same color.

“jake stop!” some girl playfully hit his shoulder while jake did absolutely nothing. he looks the other way and low and behold. you.

he ditches the girl and makes his way to you, he didn’t really know what to say once he got to you though. he never really talked to you outside of practice or games. he just wanted to be in your space. you looked up at him, waited for him to say anything… something… anytime now… yeah okay whatever.

“what’s up?” you finally broke the silence. he awkwardly blinked before coming back to reality.

“oh not much. i just wanted to…” kiss you, hold you, stay with you forever so you wouldn’t need any other man. “… say hi.” he cursed at himself for being so awkward around you.

“well, hi.” you gave him a soft smile. “yeah, hi.” the two of you just kind of stood there in silence. it wasn’t uncomfortable.

“so i’ll see you at practice?” “are you coming to practice?” you spoke over each other. “well obviously you’re coming to practice you’re my- i mean our manager. you have to be there to… monitor us and stuff.” jake gulps and mentally slams his head against the lockers. you laugh though, finding humor in his awkwardness.

“i’ll see you on the field jake.” you say calmly before walking away to save him and he waves you off.

little by little you and jake flirted. it made his head spin every single time. he couldn’t handle it. your pretty smile, the way you carried yourself, and especially the way your clothes fit you. were you out to get him? well, yes!

you loved how easy it was to get him to stumble over his words, subtly cover his face with his hand to hide his blush, how easy it was to get him to fall for you.

you wanted him too but you weren’t so obvious. totally not obvious when you stared at him as he played, or when he stretched his arms over his head his shirt would ride up and you’d catch a glimpse of those perfect abs.

“take a picture, it'll last longer.” sunghoon joked while throwing you his disgusting, sweaty non-jake jersey.

you rolled your eyes and looked back at jake only to be met with his eyes. you smiled at him. to your surprise he smiled back and winked. you blushed like a high school girl with a raging crush on the football team captain — the irony is crazy.

where’d he get all this confidence from? where’s your shy golden retriever jake?

still there apparently because sunghoon and jay got into his head about girls, as if they ever even had a serious relationship with anyone for that matter.

“just be cool and confident.” jay says casually. “yeah, cocky but you know you can’t be too cocky because that’s a turn off.” sunghoon adds on.

jake rolls his eyes “i think she likes me the way i am though.” jay and sunghoon exchange looks and a laugh too.

“no one does. be cool and fake like the rest of us.” jake couldn’t tell if they were joking and he’s about to find out.

you walked out of your building and started walking towards the library when jake stopped you.

“where are you running off to, pretty?” he tried his best to sound confident, and it worked because you tilted your head.

“pretty?” you mocked his tone. “what’s got you so confident?” jake’s smirk falters but he keeps it together. “i just am, this is… cool jake. yeah.” my god i need to shutup right now.

“cool jake huh? can i speak to my jake?” you ask sweetly and he melts. “god yes, of course, anything you want, he’s right here.” he wraps his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your head.

“missed this one.” you mumbled against his shoulder while you wrapped your arms around him. in the background you can see jay and sunghoon face palm and walk the other way.

you two didn’t even try to hide it anymore. not from the team or anyone. it was out there.

jake likes you and you like him, old school stylez. (bonus if you watched b99!)

he just wanted to ask you out at the right moment. which never seem to come because one, exams. two, practice. and three… he doesn’t know but he was busy! yes he could’ve asked you at practice but around the whole team and make himself look like a fool if you suddenly said no? no thank you.

he was obviously overthinking it.

just ask her jake. it’s so easy. just ask her out! he thought to himself as he ran a few laps around the field. you were talking with coach choi about the next year’s possible players. jake couldn’t stop staring at you. you felt his gaze the whole practice, you knew he had something to say.

“just tell me, what is it?” you reached up to play with his hair. he looked away, not like this. the whole team had left so it was just the two of you.

“i can’t..” he muttered, avoiding eye contact.

“jake, you’ve been staring at me this whole practice.” “i’ve been staring at you ever since you joined.” he blurted out and you giggle. “fuck i meant.. sorry.” he blushed. “you… you make me lose my cool y/n, i never know what to do or say around you and it’s eating me alive.”

you looked at him as he talked with the fondest of eyes. he noticed it, aw fuck it. “i really like you. and if you don’t like me back or if you just want to quit now, that’s fine too but i want to take you out on a date and plan our future together. i want this. i want us.” he reached out to hold your hand.

“i want us too jake.” you reply softly. “i want you just as bad.” he rests his forehead against yours. “promise?” his voice, barely above a whisper. “i pinky promise.” he chuckled and you smiled. “yeah i pinky promise too.”

oh the team hated you guys. the constant kisses and soft whispers. “get a room!” they’d yell from the field. you never stopped though, he was yours and you were his.

“nothing went wrong. i just.. i need some time, for myself.” he gets up from the couch, looking at you one last time before leaving.

truth is heeseung didn’t want to break up with you. but after a very long argument with his very strict family, they forced him to. it broke him seeing you like that.

someone so perfect, heartbroken all because his family couldn’t stand the sight of you and him together.

i’ll take this piece of you, and hope for all eternity.

his parents constantly introduced him to girls that they thought were absolutely perfect for him. every time he went on a date with one of them, they all seem to fall short compared to you.

he misses you, a lot. hoping for one day his parents will back off, also hoping you don’t find someone new, someone maybe even.. better.

after a month since he broke up with you, you went to your best friend who comforted you.. just in a different way.

“get up, let’s go to the club.” she says, looking at you crying.

“the club? seriously? i’m heartbroken and you’re suggesting the club?” your friend rolls her eyes.

“he’s just a bump in the road amongst other bumps you’ll encounter. it’s not the end of the world.” you scoff, holding your pillow tighter. “he’s not a bump, he’s a mountain i can’t cross over.”

she sucks her teeth at your dramatic response. “girl shut the fuck up.”

he knew each tear before it came.

few months pass and you feel like you’re healing. seeing a new guy and although deep down somewhere in your heart you wish he was heeseung, you settle.

“babe! ready to go?” your new boyfriend yells from the kitchen. “just a sec!” you grab your keys and phone. today’s heeseung’s birthday, your calendar app reminds you.

as your boyfriend drives, you can’t help but think about heeseung and the many birthdays the two of you spent together. one specific comes to mind.

“open your eyes.” heeseung whispers in your ear. when you do, you’re met with a fort made of blankets, pillows, your favorite snacks and a projector playing your favorite movie.

that week had been hard for you. your manager at work on your ass, fighting with your parents again, grades falling behind, all you wanted to do was lay in his arms and the best of all, he knew that.

he knew you like no other. you tear up, and heeseung wipes it away as he cups your face.

“i know you had a hard week and i just want you to relax for your birthday so, i completed a few homework assignments and i called your parents.” you immediately pull him into a hug, a much needed hug.

just like the one you need right now. instead of heeseung, the wind wipes your tear away and your new boyfriend glances at you as he drives.

“everything okay?” you lift your head, giving him a weak smile.

“yeah everything’s fine.” he nods and smiles at you too.

if it were heeseung he would’ve already pulled over and pulled you onto his lap to whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

and we kiss each other one more time.

heeseung was drowning. he needed an out and now. he wanted to text you, to see you again. god his heart ached every time he thought about you.

how the two of you would have fights but would never go to sleep angry at each other, how much he fell for you everyday, how you would snuggle closer to him.

the thoughts become overbearing and soon enough, he chooses you. over his family, over everything because you are his everything. he finally leaves home without a word or a letter.

as he settles into his new place, he debates calling you.

you, on the other hand, end up breaking up with your boyfriend after realizing maybe a part of you is still in love with heeseung. (you totally are.)

the week after that breakup, you head out to the city. window shopping, walking around, just to clear your head.

heeseung just so happened to be doing the same thing. minding his own business, going about his afternoon. then he stops in his tracks, eyes widen with tears threatening to spill out.

“y/n…” he lets out in a whisper, now almost sprinting towards you. you notice him, as soon as he takes you into his embrace. your world narrows down to just to two of you, like it used to. you pull away first.

“heeseung?” he immediately tears up again.

“i’m so sorry y/n. im so sorry for leaving you.” his heart is on fire, praying you’d take him back. “please let me make it up to you. let me explain everything.”

your own eyes start to water, smiling at him. “please..” he whispers, resting his forehead against yours.

without a doubt, you wrap your arms around his neck and pressed your lips on his. the kiss is gentle, full of warmth and love. your love.

“so is that a yes?” he murmurs against your lips then you laugh softly, pulling back. “yes. it’s a yes.” you reply, knowing your heart will always and forever be his, his alone.

“i still don’t know what to go as.” you sigh, resting your head against his side. “does it matter? let’s just stay in and watch scary movies together.” he says, already choosing a movie in his head. you roll your eyes. “babe i’m not missing my best friend’s birthday..” you trail off as your eyes find a cute little red riding hood costume, walking up to it while pulling your hand out of his pocket. “this is perfect hee, look.” you nudge his side. “hm? yeah it looks cute.” he scans the packaging. “i’m gonna try it on!” you slip away from his arm that was around your waist, walking towards the fitting rooms. he follows behind you like a little puppy, pouting a bit.

you enter the fitting room and he almost goes inside with you but you stop him. “the last time i let you into a fitting room with me we almost got banned.” heeseung smirks. “yeah because someone couldn’t keep it down, i remember baby.” he says very sultry, cupping your cheek, his thumb sliding across your lips and making you blush. “whatever..” you mumble, pushing him away softly, hearing his giggle as you close the curtains.

you change into the dress, the tights, and the cape/hood thing. the dress is a little shorter than expected, riding up your thighs, if you bent down the world could could see yours. still wanting his opinion, you open the curtains dramatically, spinning around and showing him the costume.

“what do you think?” his eyes widen seeing you, feeling his jeans tighten. you see him checking you out, making you bite your lower lip. “you look.. so..” he steps closer, his hands resting on your hips. “so hot.” he whispers. “you think so?” you wrap your arms around his neck. he kisses your arm, taking in a bit of your scent. “definitely.” he then leans down and presses his lips on yours. you can feel him holding back though, you take a few steps back into the fitting room, not pulling away. he bites your bottom lip, making you gasp giving him an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. you let out a soft moan at the feeling. your tongues dance against each other before pulling away to catch your breath. his forehead resting on yours. “you know, i suddenly forgot what happened last time…” his voice low as he starts to close the curtains. “…care to remind me again?”

it's been like this for about a month. he used to ask to hang out during the day but these days it’s only been at night. always wanting your company, making you go to whatever concert he can sneak the both of you in. you liked heeseung, he always flirted with you but you couldn’t tell if its just him or if it was only with you. he made you feel special though, safe too. what you had for him, you never had for anyone else. 

“sure, but only for a little bit.” “yes! im parked outside your house.” “coming!” you ended the call and put on his hoodie that you stole from him when it suddenly got cold one night when the two of you were walking around the town center and he gave it to you. 

you silently snuck out of the house and into his car. “hey pretty.” “shut up.” he chuckles. “Is that my hoodie?” “no..” you mumbled. “right..” you felt him staring at you and got flustered. “can you drive now?” he snickers a little. “okay, okay!” he puts his hands up in defeat and starts driving. 

[3:30]

the both of you finally arrive at the park after picking up some junk food that’ll definitely hurt later. he puts on music as the two of you sit on the blanket that was in his car. 

“what are you doing after work today?” he breaks the silence. “napping, since someone decided to wake me up at 3am.” you tilt your head and give him a fake smile. “that someone must be the most talented, amazing, awesome person ever.” “right?” you grab his phone to see the time when his phone buzzed. “someone texted you.” “who?” “someone named sooyoung.” he flinched a little. “oh shit i forgot to text her back.” he grabs the phone from your hand, quickly replying to whoever sooyoung is.

you’re a little sad to be honest but you don't let it show. “sooyoung?” you ask in your normal tone. “just someone im talking to.” you feel your own heart sadden. Is that even possible? “oh really? for how long?” keeping your composure. “like a month? she’s super hot, and actually has a personality.”

oh. is that why he started contacting you at night.. “have you taken her on any dates?” “like 3 i think.” “hmm.” “but we’ve been hanging non-stop, everyday it’s just us.” your heart is breaking. “she must be really fun then.” “oh yeah for sure. but i was going to ask you if you were free after work so that we can go to another concert, i was going to bring her along so the two of you could meet.” “ohh umm i have plans with jake after work. well after my nap.” “i understand, maybe another time then?” he gives you his big sad bambi eyes. “just let me know.” 

[3:50] 

you both sit in silence, enjoying the stars and the music. heeseung closes his eyes when he feels the breeze. you turn to look at him and feel your heart ache. how you wish you could be his.

“you okay?” he brings you back from your sorrow. “yeah.. this lighting suits you.” you take out your phone and snap a few pictures of him. “send it to sooyoung.” you say as you airdrop the photos to him. “nah this is instagram story worthy.” he replied, opening the app, posting it and tagging you. he turns off his phone, placing his attention on you. he scoots over to you and puts his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him. the both of you stare into the distance. 

your mind full of him and his mind full of another girl.