#AND packing but. that's a tomorrow problem

[wonyology]

I Live Across from a Pretty Noona (m!reader x tripleS's SOHYUN)

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had this chained up in the draft for 2 weeks, just finished it... i originally had this idea for yoohyeon but sohyun suits the 'noona' concept better. this was also supposed to be a series but... idk

tags(?): fluff, noona! sohyun, some "dangerous" details but not over the line (i don't write smut), i don't even know man

SOHYUN x yourself/Original Male Character

Word count: ~11.4k

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You stood in the middle of your new apartment, out of breath but happy with your accomplishment. Boxes everywhere, clothes still in bags. The sewing machine, on the floor for now, was a pain in the ass to move upstairs since the elevator was closed for maintenance. For the first time in a while, you didn’t feel like you were life’s punching bag. You actually did something. It wasn’t much, just a tiny villa unit in Mangwon-dong. It had enough space for a bed, a desk and some of your fashion equipment. Not spacious but at least you had your own space, much better than sleeping shoulder to shoulder with a dozen other men in the military and having only a locker to store everything you owned. Man, did the hierarchy system in there suck ass too. Some of the older dudes were such douchebags. Acting like they were kings just because they got in a year earlier than you.

You rolled your shoulders back and let out a slow breath. This was much better. This was your own. You glanced at your phone.

08:21PM

I’m starving.

Your stomach growled. You hadn’t eaten anything since lunch. There wasn't anything in the fridge yet - except for a pack of water bottles and some banana milk. You would fill the fridge with proper food and ingredients tomorrow. Tonight was the night to go out for something - hot, easy, nicer than usual. You figured you deserved it all after all this - the stress, the move, the weeks of saving up and torturing your life into this place. You grabbed your wallet and your phone, slipped into your slides then walked outside. That’s when you saw your a woman.

She was sitting in front of the door across from yours, knees pulled to her chest and her head down. She was crying. You thought she was locked out. But then you saw the way her hand trembled every time she reached for the doorlock. Denied. Denied. She was barely holding it together. Her phone was on the floor, screen dark. It also sounded like she was trying hard not to make any noise but the sound just slipped out anyway. 

Should I help her?

You were quite an introvert. Therefore comforting strangers wasn’t really your thing. But leaving a woman alone like this didn’t feel right either.

“Excuse me.” you crouched down, voice low not to scare her. “Are you okay?”

She flinched and paused for a few seconds. She then wiped at her face with the sleeve of hoodie. Now that you got a clearer look of her face, she was gorgeous. Even in this state. The mole directly under her eye somehow took your attention away. Once you notice them, you couldn’t look at anything else.

Damn… 

Her lips trembled as she pressed them together. Her hands kept shaking. You then cleared your throat softly, eyes flicking back to the door lock.

“You’re using the fingerprint one, right?” you asked.

She nodded, barely moving her head. So you leaned in to check the side of the lock.

“Looks like it activated the anti break in thingy. Might happen if you try too many times. Can I…?”

She sniffled a few times before silently shifting to the side. You played around and found the tiny reset switch that people didn’t know was there. The doorlock then beeped.

“Okay. Should be fine now.”

Her hand hovered around in the air for a moment before she pressed her finger to the sensor. Green light. The door clicked open.

Yay.

“Thank you…” her shoulder finally loosened as she whispered. You straightened up, stepping back a little on your knees to give her some space.

“Oh, no problem.” you said. “Are you okay now?”

Well, that did it.

Asking people if they were okay always seemed to do the opposite. Her breath hitched, and suddenly her eyes flooded again. She reached out to grab your t-shirt before you could even register what was happening and pulled you down toward her like she couldn’t hold it in anymore. She pressed her face into your chest, body shaking. You didn’t know what to do. You’d never been in this scenario before. Your hands hovered awkwardly in the air before slowly coming down to rest on her back, patting her there every now and then . You chose to stay there for her and let her cry.

A lump formed in your throat but you swallowed it back. The hallway was quiet until someone had to walk past. Perfect timing. One of the guys from the floor above glanced your way, slowing down and raising his eyebrows at the scene.

“Hey… uh- nothing to see here.” you said, giving a small wave at him before patting the girl on the back again. 

The guy blinked and nodded awkwardly before shuffling past like he saw nothing. You then let out a quiet breath. You were kneeling in the hallway, holding a girl you didn’t even know. Her shoulders kept trembling against you, sharp breaths going in and out. You weren’t sure what else to do, so you just gently lifted a hand and patted her on the head.

She then nuzzled even closer into your shoulder, hands still clutching your t-shirt. A few minutes then passed just like that - quiet except for her crying and breathing. Eventually, the girl pulled back, wiping at her face with her sleeves. You tilted your head, eyes scanning her face.

“Are you… okay?”

She nodded and stayed silent for a few seconds. Then she looked up at you, eyes a little clearer.

“What is your-”

Hiccup

“What is your name?” she asked softly.

Cute.

You let out a quiet breath then loosened your hold on her slowly, like you didn’t really want it to stop yet. You figured you probably should anyway.

“Uh… I’m Woo Dohyun.” you said, a little awkward. “And… you?”

She wiped under her eyes again with her sleeve, a smile barely pulling at the corner of her lips.

“I’m Park Sohyun.”

“Okay.” you nodded. “Park Sohyun-ssi.”

You scratched your neck, still standing there like an idiot.

“Are you feeling a bit better now?”

“Yeah. Thank you.” Sohyun let out a soft breath - not really a laugh but close.

She then stood up and bowed her head a little. Then, when you finally stood up, Sohyun turned and tapped her door to walk inside. You stood in the hallway for another second, staring at her door. Your shirt smelled like her perfume. Nice. Feminine. Sophisticated. You rubbed your face and slowly dragged your feet downstairs - not forgetting why you stepped out in the first place.

A few minutes later, you were sitting at a small noodle spot near your place. Metal chopsticks in one hand, your phone in the other. The steam rose from the 갈국수 (kalguksu) bowl into your face and fogged your glasses a bit, but you didn’t care. Your thumb scrolled through your gallery and paused on a familiar photo. Of your ex.

Her.

Kim Chaeyeon.

Her voice, her smile immediately flashed through your mind. Back then, you didn’t want to hear anything bad about her. Even when your friends told you she was just using you and she kept you around because you were… easy. You didn’t believe them. Or… you just chose not to believe them. You were young, dumb and thought loyalty would be everything. Then you went for military service. She disappeared a month in. No warning. No breakup. No text. No fight. Gone completely. And yeah, it hurt. It still did even if you tried to act tough like it didn’t. You’d sit there, looking at your phone at base, hoping a Kakao message would eventually come. You knew you should’ve deleted her photos by now. But you didn’t.

You dumb fuck.

You sighed and put your phone down on the table, pushing the noodles around your chopsticks before eating it. When you got home, when you climbed the stairs back to your place, you didn’t think of Chaeyeon again. Your mind instead went straight to Sohyun. 

Her hands shaking. The way she’d clutched onto your t-shirt. The mole under her eyes. Her soft round cheeks. Her lips. The smell of her perfume. Her low voice.

Park Sohyun.

You sighed and leaned on your door a bit. Then you unlocked the door and stepped inside quietly, staring at your ceiling for a few minutes before tossing your phone onto the mattress. For the first time in a long while, the memory of Chaeyeon hurt less. Maybe someone else filled the space tonight.

Fuck, I gotta clean up. Got work and classes tomorrow…

The next morning, you dragged yourself out of bed and headed to classes, at Hongik University. You got here through Suneung, maybe plus a bit of luck too. You were smart enough. Enough to get into a top school, enough to do what your parents wanted - medicine, just like dad. When you said you were interested in fashion design, they didn’t exactly like it. They still loved you and saw you as their son, but you were on your own. No tuition help. No monthly financial help or money wired to your bank accounts like some of your classmates got. You worked your ass off. You paid for your classes. You bought your own equipment. Sometimes you thought about how things could’ve been if you chose to pursue the doctor route, about something your parents could brag to their friends. But it didn’t make sense. You wanted this. You chose to finish military service early just to get back early and start something. So that meant you have to walk into design theory class at 9AM, then some fabric analysis class. 

In the afternoon, you headed straight to your part time job. A small printing and production shop not far from home. It wasn’t glamorous, but at least it paid the bills. You clocked out at around 5:30PM, body sore. On the way home, you stopped by the grocery store to get everything you needed to survive for the next week. When you eventually reached your floor, you stopped in your tracks. She was there.

Park Sohyun.

Her hair was neatly tied back, leaving enough loose to fall around her face - framing her chubby round cheeks. Gray off-shoulder long sleeved top showing off one side of her frame, blue jeans, phone clutched in her hands like she wasn’t sure what to do next. She looked at you the moment she heard your footsteps. Her lips pressed together, eyes a little brighter - expression soft, almost shy. 

Cute.

You didn’t know she could look like this since you found her crying last night. Her voice then came out low, her usual tone.

“Dohyun-ssi.” her eyes flickering everywhere before meeting yours. “I was wondering…”

Her fingers then tightened around her phone.

“If I can cook something… for you? My place?”

She was shy.

“For me?” you were surprised.

She nodded, the tiniest bit of color rising to your cheeks. “To say thank you. For… y’know, yesterday.”

“Oh. Uh- sure. If you want to.”

Her lips curved into a soft smile, shoulders loosened.

“Great. Give me 20 minutes.”

Then she turned, unlocked her door and disappeared inside. You stood in the hallway with groceries in your hands. 

What the fuck just happened?

You carried the bags into your place, setting them on the small kitchen counter. You quickly put everything into the fridge. Your shirt still smelled faintly like the printing shop. Ink. Sweet. Fabric. You glanced at the clock. Still 16 minutes left. Plenty of time. You then grabbed some clean clothes and jumped right into the shower. The hot water felt so good when it hit your body as you closed your eyes and dropped your head. You got out and finally changed, you wiped at the mirror with your palm and stared at yourself for a bit?

Why am I nervous? Gotta get my shit together. 

It wasn’t a date or anything, right? Sohyun was just thanking you for yesterday. You sprayed on just a teeny tiny bit of cologne, hoping you wouldn’t smell too much like a try hard.Then you checked the time. 2 minutes left. Close enough. You then walked out to her door and lifted your hand to knock. For some reason, you felt too nervous. The door opened a few seconds later.

Here goes nothing.

Sohyun was holding a spatula in one hand, a pink checkered apron tied loosely around her waist - completely different from the low, mysterious tone she had. Her cheeks were pink too, maybe from the heat while cooking. Or something else… Her hair was still the same from earlier, which made her look so hot - especially while cooking.

“Ah, Dohyun-ssi.” she mumbled, her expression was so different from last night it threw you off. You glanced at the spatula, then back at her face.

“Wow…” you said. “You’re really cooking.”

She let out a small laugh, stepping aside to let you in.

“Of course I would. Come in, please.” 

You finally stepped inside, the smell of food already filling the air - it smelled good. Her place was a bit similar to yours, just bigger. Same villa layout, but hers actually had space to display her collections. Vinyl records lined on one wall, framed abstract paintings you saw online, a bunch of books stacked neatly on floating shelves… She must work or do something in the creative field for a living. Your guess, a musician. She had two more rooms than you did. Wonder what she used them for? Definitely way better off than you were. You were still standing there when her voice brought you back to reality.

“Uhm…” she fidgeted with the spatula, tiptoeing into your view. “So… what do you think? Of the place and all?”

You glanced around for a few seconds more, eyes drifting to records again.

“It’s nice. Way nicer than mine.”

“Eh… it’s not that nice.” she said, lips curving into a smile.

“I mean, it’s not a shoebox like mine so… yeah.”

That actually made her laugh, just a bit. She then pointed at the spatula toward the dining table near the kitchen.

“Oh… uh- sit down, please. I’m almost done cooking.”

“...Okay, thank you.” You pulled out a chair and dropped into it, resting your elbows on the edge of the table, palms slightly warm now.

“So, Dohyun-ssi.” she said while stirring the pan. “Are you in uni or… working right now?”

You nodded, leaning back.

“Yeah, I’m in Hongik. Fashion design.”

Her brows lifted slightly, like she wasn’t expecting that. 

“Oh wow, really?”

“Yeah, I got in through Suneung, somehow.”

Sohyun hummed, stirring whatever she was cooking.

“So what about you, Sohyun-ssi?”

“I… make music. Produce stuff and… a bit of dancing every once in a while.” she glanced over her shoulder.

You smiled to yourself. “That explains it. You look like a very artistic person.”

She laughed softly under her breath, tapping the spatula against the pan.

“Is that a compliment, Dohyun-ssi?

“Oh, it is.”

Her eyes flicked up to yours for a second, then back to the pan. Maybe she wasn’t used to hearing it directly.

“May I ask how old you are?” you asked.

“… I was born in 2002” she said, thinking for a bit. “So I’m 24 now.”

“Oh, noona.” you grinned a bit. “I’m 2 years younger.”

Her lips pressed together as she stayed quiet for a bit. ”Yeah, noona is… good.”

Her cheeks went a little pink again but she kept her eyes on the food like she could hide. A few minutes passed - not exactly awkward, but neither of you said much. When Sohyun finished cooking and grabbed two plates. You stood up to help.

“I got it, noona.” you said, reaching for the plates.

But she shook her head quickly, hugging them close to her.

“No, it’s fine.” Her voice stayed soft. “You’re the guest. Just sit, Dohyun-ah.”

You let out a small laugh, rubbing the back of your neck before sliding back to the chair. Your heart did something at the way she called your name. She then brought the plates over and set the food carefully in front of you. Stir-fried pork. Rice. Kimchi. A small soup on the side. Your stomach growled the second you saw them.

“Wah…” you mumbled. “Thanks for the meal, noona. These look delicious.”

“You’re welcome.” her lips curved into a small smile. 

You then picked up your chopsticks, grabbing a piece of pork and blowing on it a bit before putting it in your mouth. It tasted just as good as it looked.

“Wow.”  your mouth was full. “This is actually really good noona.”

Sohyun stopped mid rice scooping, lips curving.

“You’re just bluffing.”

“I’m not.” you swallowed, leaning back a little. “I’ve been eating convenience store sandwiches for the past week, I know what bad tastes like, noona.”

That made her laugh - a bit loud, real and dorky sound. She stopped immediately, eyes widening, hand flying up to cover her mouth. 

“Oh… Sorry.” she mumbled behind her fingers, cheeks flushing pink. You smiled.

“It’s okay, noona. It’s… cute.”

Sohyun blinked a few times, startled for a second, then back down to her bowl. She pushed her rice around with her spoon, trying to play it off before actually eating. After a few more bites, you glanced at her, eyes soft. 

“Can I ask you something?”

Sohyun looked up from her bowl, food full in one cheek.

Cute.

“Hmm?”

You rested your elbow on the table, chopsticks tapping lightly on your bowl.

“You said you produce music and stuff, right?”

She nodded.

“How’d you get into that?”

She stayed quiet for a second, chewing slowly to buy time. 

“I was an idol trainee.” she said softly.

“Really?”

Sohyun smiled. “Yeah, for a few years.”

“What happened, noona?”

“It didn’t work out, I guess. They said I wasn’t the right fit. Good dancing, good singing but lacking in something. I changed companies several times too…” her voice stayed calm, but there was something underneath. They all said I was lacking something… Guess I didn’t look pretty enough.”

“But you look so pretty…”

Her cheeks flushed again. “You’re just saying that, Dohyun-ah.”

“I’m not, noona.”

She kept her head down but you could see her mouth twitching. You leaned forward a bit.

“So you just switched to producing?” 

She nodded.

“Yeah. I also do a bit of dancing every now and then but…” her fingers played with her bowl.

“I already spent a lot of time training and music still is something I’m very passionate about so… yeah.”

“Wow… so you’re making your own stuff now?”

“Mm. Songs and demos. Some for small companies. I got lucky and produced for a few big companies a few weeks back. Sometimes I just make music for myself.”

She glanced at you. “It’s more like a freelance job. Not stable or fancy but… I got myself this place.”

You leaned back in your chair, eyes flicking back around her apartment again.

“...That’s cool, noona.”

Her gaze softened, like she wasn’t expecting you to say it.

“Thanks. What about you, Dohyun?”

“Me?”

She nodded, resting her chin in her hand now.

“Yeah. You said you’re studying fashion design?”

“Oh yeah, that’s right.”

Sohyun’s thick eyebrow lifted slightly. “Wow.”

“My parents weren’t really happy with my decision. They want me to be a doctor like my dad.”

Sohyun stayed quiet, listening and humming.

“So yeah… I’m on my own for now. Tuition, rent and all of it.” you shrugged. “Part-time job pays the bills somehow.”

She looked at you softly, lips pouting.

“That must be tough.”

“It’s not that bad, noona. At least I get to have dinner cooked by you.”

That made her laugh again - that dorky, cute laugh of her. So freaking cute. The two of you kept talking as you ate, falling into an easier rhythm now. Conversations flowed between small stories, random jokes and bits of your life you didn’t usually share with someone who you’d just met yesterday. Somehow it felt nice. By the time you finished the meal, the room felt lighter than before.

Sohyun stood up first to gather the plates. You tried to help but she waved you off, moving towards the sink. You followed her anyway, standing close behind as she rinsed the dishes. Her back was to you, pink checkered apron tied loosely around her waist. The off-shoulder top slipped just a little as she moved, revealing more of her bare shoulder. You then stepped closer, lifting your hands gently to rest them on her shoulders. One rested on her bare shoulder, her skin soft under your palm as you lightly grabbed both of her shoulders to ease her back. Sohyun froze for a bit.

“I got this, noona. I already cooked.”

She let out a small breath but didn’t resist. She slowly stepped aside and took off her apron to let you take over. Sohyun leaned against the kitchen counter and watched you work. When you finished and dried your hands, she shifted on her feet and said, voice soft, low but nervous.

“Um…”

She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. “You wanna go into my bedroom?”

“Huh?” you were caught off guard. Your ears burned before you could stop it.

Sohyun looked just as flustered, waving her hands quickly. 

“NO! NO! Not like that!” her cheeks were blazing.

“I just meant like…” she rubbed her arm awkwardly. “I wanna show you my music stuff. My work.”

You let out a breath, relieved.

“Oh.”

She bit her lips, looking away for a second.

“Sorry. I’m awkward sometimes.”

You laughed quietly, playing with your pockets. “It’s fine, noona. I’m awkward too. Let’s go then.”

Sohyun led the way into her room, stepping aside to let you in first. The second you walked in, you noticed the scent - warm and nice, something expensive. Her bedroom looked exactly like her - creative, feminine, a little sophisticated and beautiful. Vinyl records on the walls again. Next to them was a small shelf of perfumes, bottles of different colors and shapes. There were books stacked on floating shelves, some leaning over like she’d been reading them recently. Across the bed, there was a TV mounted on the wall. To your right, near the door, was her workspace - a desk set up with her PC, studio monitors, a musical keyboard, an electric guitar, some other stuff you had no idea what they were, headphones hanging on the armrest of her chair. Her chair creaked softly as she sat down. She reached over and pulled out another chair, sliding it next to hers. Her eyes flicked up to you, lips smiling.

“Sit, Dohyunie.”

Dohyunie?

Your ears burned a little at that, but you played it cool. You took the seat next to her, close enough that your knees almost touched. Sohyun started clicking through a few folders on her computer.

“Do you know tripleS?” she asked, glancing at you.

“Yeah, I’ve heard a few of their songs.”

Her lips twitched, holding back a grin.

“I actually produced quite a few for them.”

“Seriously?” you gasped. “That’s crazy, noona.”

She nodded, eyes shining. “Not the title tracks. Just some b-sides. Some backing vocals and mixing jobs too.”

Sohyun then opened a file, dragging the timeline to some specific parts. She grabbed a headphone on the armrest and gently slipped it gently over your ears. Her hands brushed the side of your face for a second - it wasn’t a grand gesture but enough to make your heart jump. She then pressed play.

The music started, clean and crisp in your ears. While you listened, you felt her watching you with a proud smile. Her eyes were soft, body leaning just slightly toward you, like she was waiting to see your reaction. When the song ended, you pulled the headphones down to rest them on your shoulders.

“That was great, noona.” You looked at Sohyun, genuinely impressed. “You’re so cool.”

She tried to hide the way her cheeks flushed, fiddling with her mouse.

“Do you know Heejin?” she asked.

Your eyes widened.

“Heejin? The Jeon Heejin?”

Sohyun nodded like it was no big deal. 

“Yeah! Her. We’re actually friends. I worked on a song for her recently. It’s not out yet.”

“No way.” you leaned back in the chair, almost falling to the floor. “I’m a huge fan of her, noona.”

Sohyun laughed, the same shy and dorky laugh you were starting to get used to. She covered her mouth with her hand again, but her eyes were squinting from laughing too hard.

“I’ll definitely tell her that.”

“What else do you have to hide from me, noona? You’re secretly famous?”

She looked away for a second, pretending to focus on the computer.

“Well… I told you I dance.”

“Mm hmm.”

“I was a backup dancer on stage for Momoland once. I was called in last minute.”

“No way…”

“I was in Twice’s Cheer Up MV. Just a background actor though.”

You let out a gasp. “Can you show me the Momoland stage?”

Sohyun hesitated, biting her bottom lip. 

“Ah… do I have to?”

“Yes!” you said, leaning closer. “Please, noona. I wanna see.”

Sohyun groaned softly but clicked on Youtube anyway, pulling up a saved video. The moment the performance started, your eyes were glued to the screen to find her. Sohyun then showed up in a wide shot-

“There you are, noona! Wow-”

You pointed at the screen, grinning. Sohyun let out a whiny laugh, covering your eyes with both hands.

“Yah! Don’t look.”

You laughed, grabbing her wrists and holding them back gently. “No! Let me see… Come on!”

Sohyun kept trying to block your view, both of you laughing like kids - the kind of playful energy that only happened when you were deep into something. In the middle of all that, you lost your balance as the chair titled back just slightly and you fell to the ground.

“Oh fuc-”

You landed with a soft thud, back against the floor. Sohyun also fell right on top of you, her chest pressing tightly against yours. Her face hovered close - dangerously close. Her scent filling something in you. Her lips looked so good, breath a little shaky. Both of your cheeks were flushed, but neither of you pulled away. Your hands moved up slowly, cupping Sohyun’s round cheeks, thumbs brushing the soft skin right under her eyes. You didn’t think much. You just kissed her.

I’m sorry, noona.

It was soft at first. You tested the line. But Sohyun kissed you back, breath catching in her throat. Your heart raced. You pulled back, fearing you stepped over the line too much now. She rested her forehead on yours.

“I- I’m sorry, noona. Please don’t th-”

Sohyun didn’t let you finish. She leaned in and kissed you again, this time harder, hands gripping your shirt tight. Her mouth parted slightly, her breath hot against yours. You saw your chance and went in. Your hands slid down her back again, fingers curling against her waist, then lower, cupping the soft curve of her butt, holding her close to you. Her hips shifted slightly to sit on you now, chest pressed harder to yours, both of you breathless. When she broke the kiss, the room felt weird  - the good kind of weird - as she rested her forehead against yours again.

“Uh…”

Sohyun’s lips brushed yours one last time before pulling back slightly, still sitting on you.

“That happened fast.”

“Yeah…” you swallowed, heart pounding like crazy. “I swear I didn’t mean to kiss you like that, noona.”

Her hand slid slightly over your chest, voice low and soft.

“No, no…” her cheeks were pink, eyes staying on yours this time. “I also liked that, Dohyun-ah. A lot more than you think.”

You exhaled loudly, relieved and happy at the same time. She smiled too. Her guard was down now.

“Wanna watch… I don’t know, watch the performance again? We missed half of it.” she whispered, her usual tone coming back. 

“Okay…”

Sohyun shifted happily on your lap, adjusting herself to get more comfortable again. But as she moved, her hands slid down and accidentally felt something hard. Her fingers rested on it for a bit as she registered what happened. Her eyes widened, cheeks evolving from pink to straight red.

“Oh-”

Her lips parted but no words came out. She looked down at her hand on the position of your body where all the blood was rushing to. You swallowed hard, face heating up. Sohyun quickly jerked her hand back like she was electrocuted, covering her mouth.

“I’m sorry, Dohyun-ah.” Her voice came out panicked. “I didn’t mean to make you feel like that! I wasn’t tryin-”

You sat up quickly, just as flustered.

“It’s fine, noona. Really.”

Sohyun quickly scrambled off your lap, fixing her hair. She then reached out a hand to help you up, eyes darting everywhere but your face. Once you both stood up, Sohyun let out a shaky breath and led you back to her work desk - the mood was now switching into a new territory. You both sat in silence, knees touching. Sohyun clicked on a new tab, trying to break the silence.

“So, uh…” her fingers fidgeted with the mouse. “What kind of music do you usually listen to, Dohyunie?”

Her tone softer this time, trying to distract you from what just happened less than a minute ago. You shifted in your seat, subtly covering your crotch with both hands, clearing your throat to play it cool.

“Lately?... Uh. A lot of sad stuff. Keshi, Joji, ballads… Those kind of music.” you mumbled. Sohyun’s lips pressed together softly, gaze moving to yours. 

“Why?” she asked, voice gentle and curious. And for some reason, you let it all out. You told Sohyun about Kim Chaeyeon. About how you fell in love in highschool, about how she ghosted you, about how you finished military service expecting something but found nothing. Maybe it was because of the way Sohyun was looking at you like she actually wanted to listen. She put on a playlist full of heartbreak songs as the night went on. You confessed. She asked. You answered. She said something. By the time you finished, Sohyun was pouting, lips curving downward, eyes warm.

“That’s so sad, Dohyun-ah…” she spoke like she was afraid she might break you if she spoke too  loud. Sohyun scooted her chair closer, the music still playing in the background, matching the mood. Her knee bumped into yours but she didn’t move away this time.

“I’m sorry you went through it all like that…” she said. “Really.”

Her hands reached out, fingertips brushing your sleeves on your knees like she wasn’t sure if she should hold your hands yet. You sat there for a moment, shy and scared at the same time.

“Noona…”

Sohyun hummed, lips still pouting slightly.

“This thing tonight…” you were nervous. “You’re feeling the same as I am, right?”

Sohyun’s eyes didn’t leave you. She took a few seconds to find the right words.

“Yes, Dohyun-ah. I feel the same thing too.”

Her hands finally wrapped around yours properly, warm and nice.

“Can I hug you now, noona?”

“Of course you can, Dohyunnie. You’re so cute.” Sohyun let out a soft laugh, eyes curving, lips still plump from earlier.

You leaned in, arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her into you slowly - not too rough, not too fast. Just enough to feel her warmth again. She hugged you back, chin resting lightly on your shoulder. Then, still in the hug, her voice came out low, playful against your ear.

“Give me your phone, Dohyunie.”

“Huh?”

“Let’s exchange numbers and socials.” Sohyun smiled, pulling back. “We just met yesterday, y’know.”

You then pulled out your phone from your pocket and handed it to her, still holding her with one arm. Sohyun took it, but the second the screen lit up, she paused. Her eyes squinted a little, lips curling into a smile. Sohyun pulled back the hug, tilting her head. There she was - Jang Wonyoung, your lockscreen. 

“Hmm? You just told noona you liked Heejin?”

You swallowed once, finger reaching to unlock the phone. 

“I mean… I do. I stan pretty woman.”

“Who else? Better tell me everything tonight or we are done, pretty boy.” Sohyun raised an eyebrow, eyes locked onto yours, lips twitching.

Fuck… she called me pretty boy.

Your brain froze for a second when she called you that.

“Uh… I- Twice too. And…” you trailed off as your face heated up.

Sohyun then burst out laughing, head tilting back slightly. 

“Yah, I’m messing with you, Dohyun-ah.” her eyes curved, cheeks pink again but for a different reason now. “You’re so cute.”

You got awkward and didn’t know where to look, Sohyun then leaned in to attack again.

“You’re really into pretty women, huh?”

Honestly, you didn’t know what to say. Before you could try, Sohyun smiled again - warmer, more real.

“It’s okay. Noona’s just glad that you think I’m pretty too.”

Her hand then curled around yours, the other holding your phone.

“Just make sure to keep room for me in your heart too, okay?”

Yes, I will…

Later that night, back in your room, you lay on your mattress. Everything was dark except for the glow from your phone. You were deep in it. Sohyun’s instagram.

@sohyunz14 - 24k followers

Damn.

You didn’t mean to stalk that hard, but here you were - liking a post from two months ago, thumb hovering the screen like you had no self control. Her feed was full of behind the scenes photos, mirror selfies, studio clips, old dance practice videos. And Sohyun was beautiful in all of them. Your heart flipped every time you saw a  picture where she was smiling naturally, no filters. That’s when your phone lit up.

[박쌤 ^^] (Park saem)

what are u doing dohyunie?

stalking me?

Your stomach dropped. Shit. You didn’t mean to press like that much.

[러버보이] (Loverboy)

…

I can’t help it, noona.

ur so beautiful

You hit send before you had time to hesitate. The “Read” mark popped up immediately. 

[박쌤 ^^]

ㅋㅋㅋ

ur smooth when u wanna be, right?

i don’t mind it tho

but i like you flustered much better

[러버보이] is that why u named me ‘loverboy’, noona?

u know what u do to me

u clearly know i weak when u talk like that

The reply came fast.

[박쌤 ^^]

hmmm… yeah?

i like knowing i can do that to u

but don’t worry, i’m shy too

and i’m weak for u too

You smiled uncontrollably at her text. But your mind drifted back to earlier - the kisses, the dinner she cooked, the way she teased you. Yeah, that was something. You still felt like your relationship wasn’t defined yet. It was too risky to start something new in just under two days. You couldn’t help it. The memory of Chaeyeon crept up again.

What if Sohyun was just like Chaeyeon? What if she leaves me when things get tough?

Then you decided to be honest.

[러버보이]

noona, we just met. i clearly like u a lot but…

what are we right now? 

friends or 썸 stage?

You then immediately lock your phone and stared at the ceiling. 

[박쌤 ^^]

i’m a bit scared too

but i want to honest with u, i like u a lot even though we just met

maybe we are at the 썸 stage?

i would like to get to know u more

is that ok?

You read her message twice. Your heart wanted to dive straight in. Your mind… still hesitated. But for some reason, things felt different with Sohyun. They felt real enough to encourage you to try. You took a breath and let your fingers do its thing.

[러버보이]

that’s good for me too, noona

[박쌤 ^^]

yayyyy

thank u so much, dohyun-ah

u made me feel very safe and happy, last night and tonight

[러버보이]

i couldn’t just leave u like that, noona

also…

can i have a few of ur pictures or selfies… pls

i need a new lockscreen wallpaper

You shoot your shot, might as well, right? There was a pause as your heart sped up.

[박쌤 ^^]

not now, pretty boy

gotta keep u waiting sometimes

You lips pressed into a pout even though she couldn’t see you. But just as you were about to sigh, another message came in.

[박쌤 ^^]

but here… since u were so cute tonight

these are not from tonight. i’m wearing a clay mask rn so cant show you that yet ㅋㅋㅋ

these are old photos

Two selfies appeared. 

The first - Sohyun with her hair loose, a few strands fluttering in front of face. Her lips slightly pressed outward, a soft pout. Her eyes looking straight into the camera, but it felt like she was acting cute just for you.

The second - Sohyun tied her back neatly, leaving one side falling down the side of her face. She was wearing the headphones she put over your ears earlier.

She was gorgeous. But your focus went straight to her moles. One under her right eye. one above her lips, on the lower part of her right cheek. The last one was in the center of her nose tip. 

She's so hot...

Your stomach did a flip. It felt like texting your crush in middle school over again - only now you were grown, and this time it was real. Your phone buzzed again.

[박쌤 ^^]

do you have classes tomorrow dohyunie?

You exhaled slowly, thumbs typing fast.

yeah… classes and part time job too.

Sohyun’s reply came fast, like she was waiting for it too.

[박쌤 ^^]

then go to sleep

u will get tired if we keep texting like this 

[러버보이]

but i wanna talk with u more, noona…

[박쌤 ^^]

we will have time

don’t make noona scold u

sleep now, pretty boy

[러버보이]

pls…

Your fingers hesitated. You weren’t sure of what you were asking for. Time? Texts? Or more of her?

[박쌤 ^^]

ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

ur so needy

but i like it a lot

sleep. noona will text u in the morning.

sleep well, dohyuniee

You then texted her good night, locked your phone and rested it on your chest. You tried to close your eyes but stupid smile was stuck on your face. For the first time in a long while, you weren’t thinking about Kim Chaeyeon.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 

Over the next few weeks, you and Sohyun started to spend more time together - sometimes on purpose, sometimes by accident. She came over whenever she was bored, curling up on your tiny couch with her laptop while you sketched out ideas for design. Sometimes you worked in silence, sometimes she played random demos that she was working on while asking ‘Dohyunie, how does this sound?’. You went over to her place whenever she had some problem she didn’t want to deal with alone - broken switches, fixing the lights in her bedroom, replacing the showerhead…. She would stand behind you, peeking over your shoulder while you worked, always close enough for you to smell her perfume. Sometimes she cooked for you again. Sometimes you just ordered pizza and fried chicken, eating side by side on the floor - happy with each other’s presence. When you came home exhausted from work or school, Sohyun was always there. Whether it was a simple text like ‘come over, pretty boy’ or just her voice, humming to call you in the hallway. Also, you two got to a point where you just added each other’s fingerprints on your doorlocks.

At first, you thought Sohyun was the cool, mysterious type. She looked like that on the outside - low toned voice, chic and cool girl wardrobe, girlcrush vibe, always in public with a ‘don’t care about anything’ attitude. But the more time you spent with her, the more you realized.

Park Sohyun is a dork. An adorable one.

She laughed at weird memes you showed her, the same ones your friends thought were stupid. She randomly made weird cute sounds all day. And she had a lot of aegyo - not the forced kind, but the natural ones that just slipped out without her even realizing it. Whenever you caught her doing it, she’d whine and get all pouty.

“Noona, did you just say ‘kyuuu~’ while pouring ramyeon?”

“Shut up, Dohyun-ah… Don’t look at me.”

And there was one more thing you learned about Park Sohyun. She liked to act all tough and older. The noona who teased you first. The one who called you loverboy, pretty boy and always said “don’t make noona scold you.” But she folded so easily the second you tried to take back control. If you tugged her wrist and made her sit down? Folded. If you cornered her a little, stared into her eyes for a few seconds too long? Folded.

It happened again one night over dinner. 

You two were sitting on the floor at her low table, bowls of spicy jjajang tteokbokki between you. Some movie was playing softly in the background. You were about to take another bite when she leaned in, thumb brushing against the corner of your lips.

“Messy again, Dohyunie.” she whispered, smirking. “Aigoo, do you need noona to feed you all the time?”

That cute smug look on her face, the way it always was when she tried to act in control.

“Such a baby sometimes.” she murmured, wiping at the same position again even though they were already gone. “What would you do without me, huh?”

You let it happen at first. Let her play the role. But Sohyun kept pushing. Calling you baby and looking at you like she had you wrapped around her finger. So this time, you decided to flip the script just for fun. You caught her wrist so fast she was actually startled. Then you pulled her right into your lap. Sohyun’s body went stiff for a second as she rested sideways on your lap.

“D- Dohyun…”

You instantly cupped both of her squishy cheeks, soft and warm, thumbs brushing against her skin, against those moles that always distracted you. Her lips parted slightly, her body still tense in your lap.

“Look at you now, noona.” your voice dropped just enough to make Sohyun squirm. “All that talk but you lose so easily.”

“No, I don’t…” her voice betrayed her as it shook lightly.

You squished her cheeks again, just gently, thumbs pressing into the soft skin near the corners of her mouth. Her eyes went wide. Then you picked up a piece of tteokbokki from the bowl on the table.

“Say ahh.” you whispered, bring the chopsticks to her lips.

Her gaze flicked to the food, then back at you. Her cheeks flushed red but she didn’t pull away. She let you do it. Slowly and shyly, Sohyun opened her mouth for you to feed her. You then let your chopsticks drop back into the bowl, hands moving to hold her waist instead, keeping her secure in your lap. When she finally swallowed, she peeked at you through her lashes.

“I only lose this time.”

I let you lose and win, noona.

But in general, your relationship with Sohyun was steady and happy. It wasn’t exactly boyfriend-girlfriend yet - not officially anyway. But the late night texts, the hanging out, the teasing, the way she let you hold her whenever things got too tough… Yeah, it was definitely more than just friends. Still, having no label didn’t bother you yet.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 

One night, you were lying on bed scrolling on your phone when you got the notification that @sohyunz14 was currently live on instagram. You clicked it without thinking. Sohyun was swaying to a demo she’d worked on the other day, glancing at the chat every now and then, hands dancing on the touchpad of her laptop. She barely had any makeup on, a thin cardigan on top of a black shirt. But damn did she look good. Her skin looked so soft, even only under the brightness of that one light she only turned on whenever she went live.

About 400 people were watching, most of them were Sohyun’s usual crowd - people who liked her music, tripleS stans, some friends. 

Sohyun’s usual low voice sounded so soft, humming to the beat as she read the comments.

“Yeah, yeah, I will be only playing this part today guys… Stop rushing me please.” she laughed, tapping something on her laptop.

You recognized a few usernames popping up, spamming hearts and emojis. So you smirked, your thumb hovering the keyboard. You couldn’t resist.

@dohyunzz04

noona look so good today

Sohyun’s reaction was instant. The second she spotted your comment, she leaned back from the screen. Both of her hands flew up to fix her hair, as if she didn’t look good already. She then leaned in to move the phone, the other resting around her cheek.

“Noona looks so good today… Stop it, pretty boy.” she shyly mumbled.

The chat immediately blew up.

pretty boy?

what did she said lmao?

explain girlie.

ㅋㅋㅋㅋ who was that park sohyun

The other viewers who didn’t speak Korean had no idea what was happening. 

im chuu from loona

stop spamming stupid shit damnit

Sohyun let out a quiet laugh, lips pressed together, eyes flicking away from the camera.

“Ah… you guys don’t need to know everything.” her voice was playful. “Some things are private okay?”

You could tell Sohyun liked it. You’d spent enough time with her. You typed again. 

@dohyunzz04

pls give me a close up of your face noona

im your biggest fan

Sohyun muttered your comment, almost like she was teasing herself.

“Biggest fans… this boy.”

Her hand flicked her hair away then moved to pick the phone up. She then tilted the phone horizontally, moving them back and forth close to her face, trying to find a good angle. Her cheek rested on the soft skin of the back of her other hand.

Sohyun then giggled quietly.

“Okay, okay… close up service just for you.” she whispered, her tone light but the way she looked at the screen made it feel personal. You felt your chest tightened. 

Fuck… I’m so down bad.

The chat then blew up even more.

dohyun got special fan service omfgg

this is not fairrrr unnie

dohyun witchhunt tomorrow, we bring him down

She stayed like that for a few seconds before holding the phone with both hands. Her lips were now pressed out in a pout, cheeks puffed just for a bit. Then she started swaying her head side to side, just to mess with you. You could clearly see her lips twitching before she finally broke into a smile, all soft and shy.

“Ah… I swear I will get you tomorrow, pretty boy.” her smile lingered, soft and mischievous.

The chat exploded again.

who tf is that lucky guy

what about me noona????

pls notice me

stream ‘girls never die’ by triples pls guyzz

I love le serrafim

You stayed until the end of the live, lying there with your phone heating up in your hand. That chat was still going crazy but Sohyun started to wind things down.

“Okay, everyone. I’m ending the live now.” she said. “Thank you for hanging out with me tonight. I’ll see you next time, okay? Be good.”

Then it ended. A few moments later, you got a message from her.

[박쌤 ^^]

yah… why are u always messing with noona like that?

u trying to embarrass me in front of 400 people?

You smirked, thumbs moving fast.

[러버보이]

trying to remind noona that i’m her biggest fan

that’s all ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

[박쌤 ^^]

pretty boy privilege is dangerous…

next time i’m muting u dohyunie

ur such a meanie

You knew Sohyun was smiling when she typed that. A second later, another one came.

[박쌤 ^^]

but thank you…

for reminding me that i’m pretty

You stared at it for a bit, smiling like a dumbass. Then your fingers moved.

[러버보이]

noona, can u come over tomorrow?

i gotta design some womenswear for class…

i got some ideas already and i think it’d look good on you

[박쌤 ^^]

ㅋㅋㅋㅋ are u asking me to model for u?

[러버보이]

well, who else?

you’re my muse now, noona

[박쌤 ^^]

fine >< 

but only if you buy me something to eat.

[러버보이]

deal 

You looked at the ceiling, grinning. Maybe this thing between you and Sohyun wasn’t so undefined after all.

The next day, around late afternoon, you heard the familiar keypad sound at your door. Sohyun didn’t even knock these days. She just lets herself in. 

“Dohyunie~” her voice called softly, peeking in. You stood from your desk, brushing off your sweatpants just in time to catch Sohyun walking in - hair tied loosely, hoodie half zipped over a cropped tank top. She dropped her bag near the door and walked straight into your arms. Her arms wrapped tightly around your waist, face burying into your chest for a second before she tilted her chin up and pressed a loving kiss to your cheek. 

“My boy~” she whispered the words she reserved only for you. Your stomach flipped at the sound of it - it wasn’t teasing this time, it was soft and warm. You smiled, arms tightening around her back. 

“Hi noona~”

You let Sohyun sit down first, then grabbed your sketchbook from the desk. You quickly flipped to the latest design - one you’d stayed up late working on last night. It was a sketch of her, wearing the dress you designed. A sleek, off-shoulder black dress. Simple but bold. A sleek looking off shoulder black dress. Flowy on one side, the other tied delicately like a ribbon at the shoulder. The neckline dipped enough to be both dangerous and elegant. It reminded you of her.

“What do you think, noona?”

Sohyun stared for a second longer than usual. Her lips pressed together, eyes scanning every detail. Then she smiled.

“Dohyun-ah, this kinda looks like me.”

You laughed, heart beating a little faster.

“That’s because it is you. I stayed up last night sketching it after your live. You were stuck in my mind.”

“Yah… Don’t say stuff like that out of nowhere.” Sohyun’s cheeks flushed, a shy smile appeared on her face.

“Why? It’s true.”

Her eyes looked back down to the page, fingertips brushing softly over the sketch lines.

“So… what now?”

You held up a tape measure.

“Stand up noona, I have to take your measurements.”

“What? Me? For- for real?” her hands tugged at her hoodie, pulling it closer around her shoulders like a shield. You smiled, stepping closer.

“Of course you, noona. Who else would I design?”

Sohyun bit her lip, looking at the ground now.

“I don’t know…” she whispered, almost too soft to hear. “I’m not skinny or nice like those models…”

Your chest tightened at her words. Without thinking, you leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to top of her head. 

“Noona… Everything about you is perfect to me. Don’t think like that.”

Her hands slowly loosened their grip on her cardigan.

“You promise?” she mumbled, eyes still not meeting yours.

“I promise.” you tilted her chin up for her to see your smile. “Take off your hoodie and stand up, noona. I’ll do my job and make you something beautiful.” 

Sohyun hesitated but finally slipped out of her hoodie, standing there in her tanktop. Her arms folded across her middle for a second, but she let them drop when you stepped closer. You stared at her shoulders, quietly focusing. Her skin was warm under your fingers. When you got to her waist, Sohyun finally said something.

“They used to tell me I was fat.” she said. “The companies I trained at. The monthly evaluators always said I needed to lose weight.”

You tightened your jaw as the anger was creeping into your chest. 

“Don’t think of yourself like that, noona.” you said, moving the tape down carefully. “You’re beautiful.”

Sohyun pouted, her lips pressed into a sad downward curve. Her gaze dropped to you kneeling on the ground, like she was trying not to cry.

“I… uh, I think you’re sexy, noona.”

“What?”

“I mean it.” you added, a little shy now but not backing down. “You got everything. Talent, face, body, personality… Your body is sexy. Like really hot.”

Your hands shifted to her hips, fingers brushing along her sides, eyes locking onto hers. 

“I feel nervous being by your side sometimes.” you whispered. “That’s how beautiful and sexy you are.”

For a second, Sohyun just stared at you, lips twitched as she didn’t know how to react. Then she let out a tiny breath, dropped down suddenly and tackled you to the floor. You landed on your back, arms instantly wrapping around her as she hovered over you.

“Aigoo… my loverboy is growing up, huh?” she teased, her tone switching into that familiar noona mode, playful but affectionate. “Saying things like this to noona now?”

Her fingers poke your chest as her weight pressed you into the floor, but the way she looked at you was warm - like you’d just patched something in her heart without even trying. 

“I’m serious, noona.” you murmured, hands still on her waist, her skin felt so soft.

“I know.” she smiled back at you, face just inches from yours. “What would noona do with you, hmm?”

Her forehead pressed gently against yours, warm. It was a mix of playful and emotional. Sohyun was trying not to tear up but also couldn’t stop teasing you. You weren’t done with the measurements, but staying like this with Sohyun didn’t hurt.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 

One afternoon, you finally had a day off from your part time job. No shifts, no assignments due right away. Just time to relax, and more importantly, more time to spend with your favorite noona, Sohyun. You texted her earlier, saying you’d stop by with snacks. She left you on read, but that wasn’t unusual when she was busy with music. You were halfway home when you noticed something near the side alley by the villa complex. Two figures. One of them was Sohyun.

Your steps slowed down, then stopped completely when you saw the scene in front of you. A guy - taller than you, probably mid to late twenties - had his hand wrapped around his wrist. He sounded like he was trying his best not to yell in public. Sohyun’s face was pale. She kept pulling her arm back, eyes wide, lips trembling.

“Please just let me go.” Sohyun whispered, her voice barely audible from where you stood. But you heard it, you heard everything. The guy tugged her wrist again, making her stumble forward. Your body moved before your mind caught up.

“Hey!” you shouted. “What are you doing?”

Both of them flinched. Sohyun’s head snapped toward you immediately. Her eyes were teary, terrified. Her shoulders finally dropped just a little, like she finally had air to breathe. The guy let go of her wrist but didn’t back away. His glare shifted from her to you. He then scoffed under his breath, almost amused.

“This your new boy?”

You stepped near Sohyun, eyes locking onto him as the protective instinct started to kick in.

“Noona, you okay?” you asked.

“Dohyun-ah, let’s just go…” she swallowed, her voice shaking.

The guy scoffed again, a bitter smirking curling on his lips.

“Dohyun?” he chuckled, mocking. “You found someone younger, huh? And with almost the same name? What is this? Some drama or manhwa bullshit?”

Your jaw tightened.

“Don’t talk like that.” you warned, stepping closer.

“Oh? You’re gonna stop me, pretty boy?” he smiled. “You don’t even know who I am, do you?”

“I don’t give a fuck.” you snapped. “But if your dogshit hand ever touch h-”

Before you could finish, his shoulder rammed into yours, shoving you back. 

Sohyun panicked. “Stop it!”

But it was late. His fist flew first. Yours came right after.

30 minutes later

Both you and the guy were bruised up, bleeding a bit, shirt stretched and smeared with dirt rolling on the pavement. It wasn’t a clean fight - pretty brutal at times. A few residents from the villa complex had come out to break it up, calling the police when things escalated. 

Now, you sat beside Sohyun on the cold bench of the neighborhood police station. Her hand gripped yours tightly, the other pressing an icepack to the side of your face. The guy - her ex - was in another room, cursing loudly until the officers finally shut the door on him.

“Temporary holding.” one guy told you after a while. “He has been warned about this behaviour several times before. He’ll stay there overnight while we check CCTV footage and sort this out.”

You and Sohyun got let go after a round of questioning. Sohyun wanted to press charges, so you stood right beside her when she did. Once you stepped outside into the cold air, Sohyun didn’t even hesitate and tugged your wrist.

“Clinic.” she whispered, voice shaking.

“I’m fine, noona.” you tried to smile. “I just wanted to be with you tonight. That’s all.”

But Sohyun didn’t budge.

“No, Dohyun. Now”

“I’m fine. You don’t-”

“Stop.”

Her hand tightened around your wrist, nails pressing into your skin. “This isn’t the time to act tough. You don’t get to make me watch you bleed and then pretend it’s nothing.”

Her chest rose and fell, trying to control her breath.

“Don’t do that to me, Dohyun-ah.”

You didn’t say anything. She stepped closer, eyes locking onto yours.

“We’re going to the clinic and that’s it.” her tone left no room for debate. “And if you say one more word about ‘it’s okay, I'm fine’, I swear I’ll get even more mad.”

Her lips quivered just for a second. But her voice stayed firm.

“Noona’s not asking. We’re going right now.”

At the clinic, Sohyun sat beside you the whole time, clutching her phone but barely using it. You let the nurse clean you up, stitch your lip, wrap your knuckles. You just sat there, eyes down at the floor. She tried to joke once, tried to tease like usual but you didn’t react. Sohyun noticed everything. Her stomach tightened at the way you act - too quiet, too still. That scared her more than the fight itself.

On the way, she glanced at you again and again. She got more worried every time you stayed silent. By the time you reached the villa complex, Sohyun’s heart was pounding. This wasn’t like you. As you got in her apartment, Sohyun hovered near you the whole time - helping you take off your jacket, sitting next to you, watching you breathe.

“Dohyun-ah.” she whispered, voice breaking.

“Please say something.”

You finally looked at her, eyes serious. “Tell me everything, noona.” 

Sohyun froze. Her lips parted, but no sound came out for a few seconds. Then her shoulders dropped like she knew she couldn’t hide it anymore. So she told you. 

About her first love. About how she thought it was at first. “I really thought he loved me. I… just did.” Then it got messy. He started using her money, “little things at first’ she whispered. “Then more. And more.” And then the worst part came. 

“One day I found out he was cheating on me. With someone else. For months. Maybe longer.”

Sohyun’s voice cracked, her whole body shaking now.

“The night you found me crying at my door… that was the day I found out.”

You clenched your jaw. The bruises on your knuckles throbbed but it didn’t hurt as much as the ache in your chest.

“So you’re just gonna hide it from me the whole time?” it came out sharper than you meant but you couldn’t help it. “Really, Park Sohyun?”

Her eyes welled up immediately. Her lips pressed together hard as the tears came out. 

“I’m sorry, Dohyunie…” she whispered. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to lie. I just-”

She reached for you with both hands, clutching your shirt like she was scared you’d pull away.

“I didn’t want to think I’m… broken.”

Sohyun rested her head against your chest, body shaking in your arms.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry… I just-”

“Just what?” you said.

Sohyun clutched your shirt harder, trembling against you. Her breath hitched but she couldn’t finish the sentence. So you pushed her a little, with your words.

“Oh, so you think I’m just some easy kid living right across from you, huh?”

Your voice was low, near her ear.

“You think you can just walk into my life, make me fall for you and hide shit like this from me?”

That made her cry harder. Sohyun’s body broke under the weight of your harsh words. Her fingers were gripping your shirt tightly. 

“No.. no- Dohyun-ah, please! I didn’t mean to- I… I just- I didn’t know how to tell you!” 

Her voice cracked, her breathing hitched.

“I’m sorry, I’ll tell you everything now, I swear… I’ll do anything.” she whispered into your chest, still crying.

“Please just… don’t hate me.”

You let the silence stretch a bit. Your hand rubbed her back slowly but your face stayed serious.

“Anything?”

Sohyun nodded frantically against you, her hands balling into fists.

“Please, I’ll do anything. Everything! Please, just forgive…”

You looked down at her, brushing her hair gently behind her ear. Her face was soaked, eyes red, cheeks flushed. Sohyun was so vulnerable.

“Then be my girlfriend.” you smiled, finally dropping the serious act.

Sohyun’s eyes widened. Her sobs turned even messier.

“Why would you do this to me, Dohyun-ah?” she cried, voice barely coming out between hiccups. Her fingers clutched at your shirt tighter, desperate and small. You could feel her tears soaking through your chest. You felt so bad, not knowing whether to laugh or stay silent.

“You’re so mean…” she said. “I was so scared… and you-”

Sohyun sniffled hard, but her hands moved to wrap around your waist. You kissed the top of her head softly. 

“I’m sorry, noona. I was just playing. But I’m serious about us. Please don’t hide anything from me. Be with me this time. For real.”

“I am with you…” she whispered back.

“I’ve been with you since that first night, Dohyun-ah. You just-”

Hiccup

“-you just didn’t know how much.”

You gently cupped her cheeks, lifting her head so she’d look at you. Sohyun was puffy and red, tears streaking down but she was still so gorgeous.

“You don’t have to be hiding anymore.” you whispered.

“I like you, Park Sohyun. All of you. The dorky, tough noona. The one who’s been through everything but still smiles anyway. Let’s stop hiding, okay?”

She let out a quiet, tiny laugh as she rested her forehead against yours.

“Okay…” she whispered. “I’m yours, Dohyun-ah.”

Sohyun’s lips brushed yours again, shaky at first then more sure, more wanting. Her tears hadn’t even fully dried yet, but her hands were already curling behind your neck, pulling you closer like she needed you to breathe. You kissed her back, harder. Your hands then wrapped around her waist, lifting her up easily. She gasped softly into your mouth as you stood up, carrying her like she weighed nothing.

“Noona…” you whispered against her lips, eyes dark. “You said you’re mine right?”

“Yeah… I love you. I want you right now.”

You kissed her harder, completely giving in this time. Her lips welcomed your tongue - hungry, breathless, soft gasps leaving her throat as you pressed her onto the bed. Then your hands found her wrists, gently but firmly pinning them above her head. Her eyes fluttered open, cheeks pink. Her lips were plump, red, chest rising fast beneath you. 

“Noona wants you…” she whined, eyes hazy. “Please.”

You kissed her again, deeper this time. Your tongue brushed hers, both of you tasting each other like you’d waited too long for this moment. Then you shifted your lips to her neck, moving down slowly - breath hot against her skin. But suddenly, you stopped.

“Ah… shit.” you muttered, pulling back just slightly. Your chest heaved with every breath, trying to control yourself.

“What’s wrong?” Sohyun whispered, breathless. Her hands were still above her head where you pinned them, wrists tingling from the warmth of your grip.

“I don’t have protection, noona.”

The room went quiet, you could hear your and hers pulse. Her thighs then pressed against your waist, body still trembling from how fast things were going. You swallowed hard, trying to calm down. Her voice then came out small, teasing but real.

“Then go buy some… pretty boy.” her cheeks were bright pink she said it. Sohyun was serious and embarrassed at the same time. That only made you want her more.

You then dipped down and kissed her neck, this time slower. You dragged your lips under her jaw, feeling her body squirm beneath you. She whimpered, hands struggling under your grip. You grinned against her skin, then stumbled off the bed, heart racing.

“Wait for me, noona.” you said quickly, voice low but playful. 

Sohyun bit her lip, watching you with that same mix of shyness and excitement. You turned and quickly rushed out but completely forgot her bedroom doorframe.

Thud

“Ah, fuck!!”

You hit the side of your head into the doorframe. Sohyun burst out laughing immediately with that dorky laugh you adored, her whole body curling up in the sheets. She was laughing so hard.

“Are you okay?!” she gasped between laughs, wiping tears from her eyes. “You’re so dumb sometimes-”

You rubbed your head.

“I’m fine, noona.” you called back, rushing to the main door. With your pulse still racing, you stumbled into your shoes and rushed out the door - leaving Sohyun her breathless and still giggling on her bed. 

The next morning, soft sunlight crept through the half closed curtains of her room. The air was still heavy with leftover warmth from the night before. Sohyun stirred first. Her lashes fluttered, lips parting a bit as she shifted under the blankets. Her bare shoulder peeked out, marked from where you had bit her last night. She groaned softly, reaching out to find you when her fingers brushed against your chest. Her body ached in that good way. Muscles tired, throat a little dry from how much she’d called your name. Her cheeks flushed just thinking about it.

You were still sleeping next to her, arms loosely draped around her waist, both of you bare under the sheets. She bit her lips, eyes narrowing at you while you slept peacefully. 

“Wake up…” she whispered, poking at you. No reaction.

She tried again, poking you harder this time. “Wake up, pretty boy.”

Still nothing. Your grip on her waist even tightened a bit. Sohyun’s lips curled into a pout. Her voice dropped into that playful but seductive tone as she leaned closer to your ear.

“If you don’t wake up, noona’s gonna get mad at you.”

Her breath tickled, and you finally woke up. 

“Noona… let me sleep.”

Sohyun playfully glared at you. “Yah, you didn’t let me sleep last night.”

You chuckled, arms pulling her closer.

“You were too freaky, noona. You said you were inexperienced?”

Her cheeks flushed immediately. She pushed at your chest but didn’t really try to escape.

“That’s your fault. And I thought you were only in one relationship before me?”

“I'm not lying. Only one.”

Sohyun squinted at you, voice soft but suspicious now.

“So… how many times did you… you know, do it?”

You swallowed, thinking for a second.

“Once…”

“Just once?” her eyes widened, a mix of surprise and something else.

“Yeah.”

“And how did you even…? Last night you were like-”

“Uh… porn?” you mumbled, laughing a bit. Sohyun jaw dropped a little before she smacked your bare chest with the back of her hand while laughing.

“You’re such a pervert.”

“I was just… curious.” you grinned, rubbing the same spot where she’d smacked you. Sohyun rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. 

“That’s what you call curious?”

You pulled her closer and kissed her temple.

“I was just… I don’t even know.”

“Are you telling the truth?”

“Yeah.” your hand slid up her back lazily. “Let’s stay like this longer.”

Sohyun let out a small breath, curling back into your chest. 

“Fine.” she mumbled. “Might have to make a song about you, now.”

“Really” you chuckled. “Can you give it to Heejin and make her… I don’t know, sing it?”

Sohyun smacked you again, eyes glaring up at you. “Careful, Dohyun.”

“Sorry, noona.” you laughed.

“You owe me a proper date before you get a song.” 

“Easy deal.”

Sohyun giggled as you two stayed like that for a while - tangled, warm, enjoying each other’s presence.

✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ 

sohyun looked so good in that one live... sorry this one doesn't have much plot. tysm for reading.

shout out to @monkebearness, this is the sohyun fic i told u about lol

[formulafanfics13]

hi, can i ask for a pato imagine where during the time he’s wifi was out. you did different things to keep the both of you entertained, only to end up kissing instead 🙈

No WiFi, No Problem - PO5

Masterlist

Summary: You thought one day without WiFi would be fine. You didn’t expect Pato to get that competitive about charades. Or for the card games to get that heated. Or for the truth-or-dare questions to get so unhinged. By hour six, you’re both sweaty, laughing, stretched out on the floor with half-eaten snacks and flushed cheeks. He touches your ankle. You touch his wrist. And then— “You’re staring at my mouth,” he says.

Warnings: fluff, tension, friends to lovers vibes, light teasing, mutual pining, physical touch that builds up slowly, playful chaos, accidental intimacy, soft kiss, no smut, just heat and sweetness and emotional payoff.

It starts with the WiFi going out. Pato stares at the blank TV screen like it’s personally betrayed him. You laugh. He doesn’t. “I had a whole movie list,” he whines.

“You also have a board game shelf, a fridge full of snacks, and me,” you say, flopping onto his couch.

He raises a brow. “You saying you’re better than Fast & Furious?”

“Obviously.”

You try Monopoly. He flips the board. You try Uno. He cheats. You try charades. He gets too into it. Pretending to be a horse for three minutes straight even though the card said “cowboy.”

“I hate you,” you laugh, doubled over.

He points dramatically. “That’s a lie. You love me.”

You roll your eyes. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

Three hours in, the apartment looks like a dorm room. Chips on the floor, half a pack of Oreos demolished, pillows everywhere, Pato lying flat on his back with one sock on.

You sit cross-legged beside him, tossing a gummy bear at his open mouth. He misses.

“Your aim sucks.”

“Your face sucks.”

He grins. “Still cute though.”

You pause. So does he. You both look away.

“Truth or dare,” he says suddenly.

You glance down. “Seriously?”

“Come on. Classic WiFi outage game.”

You sigh. “Fine. Truth.”

He grins. “Do you like me?”

You blink. “That’s not how the game works.”

“I just made it how it works.”

You narrow your eyes. “Are you drunk?”

“Nope.”

You stare at each other for a long second. Then you say it. “Yes.”

He goes still.

You add, “Truth or dare?”

He swallows. “Truth.”

You lean in just enough. “Do you want to kiss me?”

He stares at your mouth. “So fucking bad.”

You shift closer. “So do it.”

And he does. He pushes up, cups your cheek, and kisses you like he’s been waiting forever. It’s not messy. It’s not frantic. It’s just right. His hand in your hair. Your fingers in his shirt. The taste of gummy bears and something sweeter.

When you finally pull away, he’s still close. “WiFi’s not coming back till tomorrow,” he whispers.

You smirk. “Guess we’ll have to get creative.”

He grins. “You really are better than Fast & Furious.”

[keymintt]

superbloom

[problematicsashawaybright]

Just got my first break at work an hour late after being on register with non stop lines for 3 solid hours, forgot to bring a lunch, $12 in my bank account, 4 hours left in my shift, an all nighter ahead of me when I get off at 10pm for tomorrow's exam, an exam tomorrow, phone about to die, period about to start, and I don't even have any fucking cigarettes

[napping-sapphic]

It’s a beautiful night and i am manifesting that none of you are fucking up your knee right now😌

[marciliedonato]

Soooooo my best friend's dog died a few hours ago... Completely out of nowhere... Poor baby 😔😔💔

[warrior-of-storms]

see the problem with me is that I should be editing chapter 6 of investigation or finishing If It Would Only Get It Through To You but instead I'm 23k deep in the post-Red Robin fic I never intended to write

[ssruis]

Going through a straight up comical amount of irritating situations to get the stupid 4* guaranteed ticket from the welcome to sekai campaign. It Will Be Mine.

[fnvbennygecko]

head in hands i need to rewrite the clover breakdown fic even though im not goddamn done with it. benny wouldnt act like that............... but i also need to do like a whole diagram to figure out what the fuck he would do. i frankly gotta talk it out i wont lie.

[tenrose]

Finished Christmas shopping without buying one more book for me, success

[mochapanda]

way too much happened today and im exhausted but hehe keys

[girlbob-boypants]

I didn't get a lot done in Godot today but that's okay (lie)

[nicky-jr]

jjust spent like 4 hours packing orders (i am exhausted) (but very happy) (thank u all for the crazy support on the charms so far wahhh)

[whisperofthewaves]

god I forgot people can talk about an extremely minor issue for minutes on end when two sentences could've sufficed

[tardis--dreams]

I wish i could skip forward to December 23 already

[lesbianlenas]

moved into my apartment away from my insane family 😜✌️