#lara-jean covey

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#Hot Tub Parallel I Repeat Hot Tub Parallel

[winnie-the-monster]

[moonminho]

to all the boys i've loved before // xo, kitty (s02e02)

[sophia-becketts]

covinsky x mooncovey parallels

[larajeanandpeter]

When am I going to learn to mind my own business? All I ever do is ruin things for myself and for other people. Hey, that is not true.

[adam-scott]

Lara Jean Song Covey & Peter Kavinski in To All the Boys I've Loved Before (2018) vs. Kitty Song Covey & Min Ho Moon in XO Kitty (2023-) (part 1)

[nsain25]

S2 SPOLIER ALERT ( watch at your own risk !! )

MY MAN IS STILL HAS OBSESSED AS EVER AND I AM SOBBING 😭

[poguelandia]

TO ALL THE BOYS I'VE LOVED BEFORE 2018 | dir. by Susan Johnson

[marie-moreaus]

COVINSKY & MOONCOVEY PARALLELS losing my mind actually btw

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

✌️✌️✌️

[daily-kittyuri-archived]

Lara Jean after getting Kitty to write an unaddressed letter of her love for Yuri and bring it to Korea

[to-all-the-boys]

there is something so hilarious to me about the way peter kavinsky

lets lara jean kiss him completely out of the blue

seeks out her company (see: milkshakes in the diner)

suggests the whole fake dating thing unprompted

goes out of his way for her (see: yakult)

suggests he writers her notes every day and then writes her *actual* notes instead of just pretending/writing something generic

continually finds excuses to keep the scheme going (ski trip)

increases the stakes by involving other people - getting to know her family and introducing her to his own, as well as his friends

goes along with her contract and her various requirements to the scheme, even if they don't particularly serve him (e.g. no kissing rule)

and lara jean still thinks he's completely in love with gen and her crush on him is entirely unrequited. girl????

[trvqvoiisee]

Between Us

Part 3- Love Finds a Way

Part 2- The Almost Moment

Part 1- A Glimpse of More

Y/N stood, brushing crumbs off her jeans. “I should probably get going.”

Minho turned back to her, his hand still on the door where Maddison stood. “You don’t have to leave.”

Maddison looked between them, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the strap of her designer bag. “Am I interrupting something?” she asked, her voice light but pointed.

“No,” Y/N said quickly, grabbing her bag. She didn’t want to deal with Maddison’s subtle jabs or Minho’s obliviousness to them. “I have some reading to catch up on anyway.”

Minho frowned, stepping away from the door. “Y/N—”

But she was already halfway to the door, smiling stiffly at Maddison as she passed. “See you later, Minho.”

She barely made it down the stairs of his apartment building before the tears started.

For the next few days, Y/N kept her distance, burying herself in schoolwork and dodging Minho’s texts. She told herself it was for the best. Whatever feelings she had, they would pass—just like every other fleeting crush she’d had before.

But this didn’t feel fleeting.

Friday night rolled around, and Y/N found herself curled up on her couch with a blanket and a pint of ice cream. The familiar opening chords of a rom-com played in the background, but her heart wasn’t in it.

A knock at her door pulled her from her thoughts.

“Coming,” she called, dragging herself off the couch. She swung the door open, only to find Minho standing there, his hands stuffed in his jacket pockets.

“Minho?” she asked, startled.

“Hey,” he said, his eyes searching hers. “You’ve been avoiding me.”

“I’ve been busy,” she lied, folding her arms over her chest.

“You’ve never been too busy for me before,” he countered, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.

Y/N closed the door, leaning against it. “What are you doing here?”

“I had to see you.” His voice was quiet, but there was an urgency to it. “Something’s been off, and I can’t stop thinking about it.”

Y/N’s throat tightened. “Minho, I’m fine. Really.”

“No, you’re not,” he said, moving closer. “You’ve been pulling away, and I don’t know why. Did I do something?”

She shook her head, unable to meet his gaze.

“Then tell me what’s going on,” he pressed.

The dam broke.

“I’m in love with you, okay?” she blurted, her voice trembling. “And it sucks, because I know you don’t feel the same way. So, yeah, I’ve been avoiding you. Because it hurts to be around you when all I can think about is how much I want us to be more than just friends.”

Minho stared at her, his expression unreadable. For a moment, she thought he might laugh or say something to ease the tension. But he didn’t.

Instead, he stepped closer, cupping her face in his hands.

“Y/N,” he said softly, “how could you think I don’t feel the same way?”

Her eyes widened. “What?”

“I’ve been in love with you for years,” he admitted, his thumb brushing against her cheek. “But I was too scared to ruin what we had. I didn’t want to lose you.”

She searched his eyes, her heart pounding. “You mean it?”

“Every word.”

And then he kissed her.

It wasn’t like anything she’d imagined—it was better. His lips were warm and soft, and the way he held her made her feel like she was the only person in the world.

When they finally pulled apart, Minho rested his forehead against hers, grinning.

“So,” he said, his voice teasing, “still think I don’t feel the same way?”

Y/N laughed, her heart lighter than it had been in days. “I might need some more convincing.”

“Gladly,” he murmured, kissing her again.

Outside, the city buzzed with life, but inside, in their little corner of the world, everything felt perfect.

For the first time, Y/N realized that their story wasn’t ending—it was just beginning….

An: Like,comment or repost if you want a part 4 also thank you for all the likes on parts 1 & 2 I appreciate it!!

[larajeanandpeter]

You know, I think he totally likes you still. Whoa, whoa. No. Nope.

[yalnizligamahkumbirkiz]

🫰💌❤

[nezziewasadiver]

the nostalgia 💘