#yoon jiyoon x reader

[jenscx]

SAY MY NAME — yoon jiyoon x f!reader

your best friend is always there for you (even if she doesn’t admit it).

TAGS — fluff, zero angst, non-idol au, high school au, kinda tsundere!jiyoon, stuco!reader, best friends, izna members are all in a dance team, grumpy x sunshine (a little!)

WORDCOUNT — 5.1k

you like simplicity. normalcy. in a world where society is constantly changing, and you’re unable to predict what’s going to happen next, you find solace in a routine. if everything goes wrong in your life, at least you have that bit of hope it will return to normal. you follow a strict schedule; wake up, eat breakfast at exactly seven in the morning, go to school, reach home by five and go to bed by ten.

jiyoon’s well aware of this. she knows of your strange but understandable regime. your best friend fits into it seamlessly. she fetches you from your house (despite the fact she lives twenty metres away), and walks you home.

if you have student council meetings after school, she waits patiently outside, sometimes even joining the discussions. the dynamics of your friendship have changed throughout your life. it doesn’t remain as it is. jiyoon, from a brooding teenager, finally opens up and willingly interacts with your friends. you, from an extroverted middle schooler, finally learn to calm down and enjoy silence with jiyoon.

yet, the one thing that remains throughout the years without change is the chocolate milk in jiyoon’s hand.

she first bought it when you were twelve and she was thirteen. you were struggling with the new topics and lessons introduced in class and you had lost countless nights of sleep just trying to catch up. jiyoon had taken it upon herself to ensure you at least had something to fuel your energy. after hanging out at your house, the girl observed the cartons of chocolate milk stored in your cabinets. it was only sooner or later that jiyoon placed a box of chocolate milk on your desk.

(“for you,” a heavy blush painting her cheeks as she places the mystery item on your table gently.

you gasp, “jiyoonie! how’d you know i liked chocolate milk?”

jiyoon had merely shrugged, “just a guess.”)

it’s a form of affection that jiyoon rarely dishes out. you appreciate it nonetheless despite her frown in the morning and the nonchalant words she says.

she’s been your best friend for years. your rock. your saviour. if you were drowning, she would be the one who would pull your head out of water. sometimes you’re unsure if you even give back the same comfort to her, but jiyoon just brushes it off, saying she relishes the time spent together.

despite her quiet nature, jiyoon had a way with words. at your lowest, she always knew how to cheer you up. she’s like your personal cheerleader, you chuckle at the thought. somehow, jiyoon managed to be privy to all your innermost feelings without even asking you. sometimes, jiyoon would just sit next to you in solace. other times, she would bring you to go eat without a question.

yet, when you do profess your appreciation for your best friend, jiyoon just tenses up. it’s kind of funny watching her flounder around to deny the fact that she cares for you. at least, it’s a fact that you both are aware of. it’s more so that jiyoon can’t accept it.

(“unnie, i’m starting to think you like me with all the chocolate milk you buy.”

“wha— y/n! it’s just because i have extra change!”)

it’s comical, the way jiyoon’s eyes widen and she just starts gaping at you. but that’s only in front of other people. when it’s just you and her, she carries a heavy blush, flushing from her neck to her ears. it’s adorable.

“what are you looking at?” her gruff voice sounds out in your ears. you hide an amused smile at her frown.

“i have eyes for a reason, y’know. can i no longer look?”

jiyoon’s lips fall into a thin line. she’s in the midst of revising, with the year-end exams coming up, she needed all the time in the world. you were the one who suggested studying, but it seemed you were doing everything but that.

your eyes trail from her face to her upper chest, where her unbuttoned collar exposes a shiny, silvery necklace with a dainty bear charm. it reminded you of jiyoon, who was like a polar bear. despite her cold and expressionless aura, the girl was actually very warm (and she gave great hugs but jiyoon would always deny it). you remember the day you had presented the velvety box to jiyoon, professing your forever adoration and devotion to the girl, who had only huffed and scolded you for making a scene.

it rejuvenates you that jiyoon’s wearing it and the feeling totally makes up for the empty wallet you carried around that month.

“stop staring down my shirt, you perv.”

“wha— i’m not a perv!” you defend yourself passionately, “i was just looking at your necklace, it’s nice that you wear it.”

jiyoon’s pen falls down, a solemn look on her face.

“i never take it off.”

you can feel the way warmth blooms in your chest, like the first arrival of spring.

“really?” you whisper softly.

your best friend shrugs, indifferent, “i can’t reach the clasp behind. it’s hard to take off. don’t look at me like that.”

it’s really not difficult to remove. you would know. you’ve seen jiyoon take it off by herself countless times before. but the fact that she’s acting like she doesn’t have a choice, only makes her more endearing.

“what if i want it back?” you ask jokingly.

jiyoon sends you a withering glare, her eyes narrowing into slits as her hand rests right above the necklace, covering it, “it’s mine.”

“but i gave it to you. i bought it.”

“exactly, you gave it to me.”

“you like it so much that you don’t want to give it back?” you tease, “i knew you loved me.”

she only stares at you incredulously before scoffing loudly, “in your dreams.”

“you’re like a cat,” you say suddenly. jiyoon only frowns.

“both cold and brooding, but you’re just a fluffy ball of cuteness aren’t you?” you continue.

jiyoon swats your hand away from her hair.

“and this necklace… it’s like a collar?” you laugh, “does that mean you’re mine?”

“what— are you crazy?” no, the flush on her cheeks is crazy. you prod at her cheeks with your finger, admiring the way the red blooms throughout. “don’t be weird!”

you pout, “you’re making it weird.”

she only rolls her eyes.

you smile, using your bare foot to slowly caress her leg. jiyoon shoots up immediately, banging her knee into the underside of the table. a scowl rests on her face as you laugh heartily at her shocked expression.

“you’re so annoying!”

“ah… don’t be like that, unnie!” you whine, pulling at her sleeve while she shrieks for you to get away.

it’s a common sight to see you two like this— bickering and fighting. but anyone with eyes could see that behind every snarky remark, there’s an underlying tension. you’re not sure what to call it, but you feel it sometimes; like when you walk home with jiyoon and the sunlight hits her face, bringing all her features to life. maybe it was pure adoration for your best friend. you feel it too with every chocolate milk she buys. it makes you feel all warm despite the milk being cold.

it’s a little strange. but it’s jiyoon, so everything’s fine.

you don’t usually get like this. you understand that jiyoon’s older and she’s in the grade above you, but the age gap doesn’t seem to matter so much after being friends for so many years. yet, you don’t understand the feeling brewing in your stomach as you watch jiyoon talk to her friends during dance practice. you know that jiyoon’s a phenomenal singer and dancer, and her only reason for not exploring her talent in singing was because ‘theatre kids are weird’. however, you’re not sure you like how many pretty girls there are that jiyoon converses with.

and not to mention the number of guys who crowded the dance room just to look at the girls. it’s extremely weird how they’re all salivating over exposed shoulders, but you kind of understand why people would want to stare at these girls. they’re all gorgeous. still, it doesn’t give them a reason to come here and look! you huff angrily from your spot on the floor. jiyoon had forced you to come watch, because apparently they needed an outsider’s opinion.

you were probably the best option and the only one who wouldn’t pass out at a wink from the girls.

backed up against the mirror, you hold up jiyoon’s phone to record. you watch as they execute their choreography, and it’s a practised routine when they finish, and you give your own compliments.

most of the time, they’re unconstructive and it’s mainly to cheer the girls up. but you think jiyoon appreciates them nonetheless.

when they do finally finish (after rounds of gruelling practice that even you wince at), jiyoon drags you out of the practice room and pushes her bag into your hands. as she heads towards the washroom to change, you bid the rest of the girls goodbye. your best friend had promised to bring you out for ice cream after her practice, as an exchange for having you stay back. you hope she doesn’t realise that you would stay back regardless.

while jiyoon’s in the washroom, you take a good look at everyone else around. you recognise some guys from the basketball team, but the others are just a blurry haze of memory.

a particular comment catches your attention.

“—don’t you think jiyoon looks prettier than usual?” you agree, but you also disagree because jiyoon is always the prettiest.

“yeah? you think you can pull her?” this coerces a frown on your face. you glance at the guys talking. who the hell are they?

“i mean, c’mon, if i were in that practice room, i would—”

“bro,” the other guy smacks his shoulder, “i’m pretty sure you’re not her type.”

you kind of recognise him as some kid on the football team.

“i’m not just brains okay,” you would disagree, you’re sure you’ve seen his name at the bottom of the rank list, “this body is to die for too.”

you, personally, would like him to die.

honestly, thank god that at that moment, jiyoon comes out, in fresh new clothes.

“jiyoon unnie!” you yell loudly. the two guys flinch before turning around slowly to meet your eyes.

your best friend only raises an eyebrow and takes her bag back. you use the opportunity to sling your arm through hers, effectively interlocking your fingers together.

“unnie…” you drag out, “i was waiting long for you.”

no you weren’t, it’s a lie. jiyoon smiles softly, one that’s only reserved for you.

“ah really? sorry y/nnie.” it’s times like this that you’re grateful for jiyoon. behind her cold exterior is just your best friend. but if you ever brought this up to anyone else, you would be strangled. the two boys stare at you strangely, probably wondering who the hell were you.

you cling onto jiyoon tighter.

“are you paying for me?” you ask, beaming at the girl. jiyoon looks a little confused and rightfully so. you’re clingy, but not this affectionate. and the whiny tone laced into your voice isn’t normal either.

jiyoon nods hesitantly before murmuring, “are you okay?”

you eye the two boys who are still standing nearby.

“yup, just excited for our date!” you exclaim. one of them lets out a surprised gasp and the other groans, disgruntled. you tune out whatever they say next in favour of staring at jiyoon. the girl only shakes her head fondly before tugging at your arm.

maybe it was irrational for you to act this way. jiyoon was your best friend, she wasn’t your daughter or anything. you didn’t have the right to feel like this. but you were just looking out for her, right? you wanted the best for jiyoon. and the best was clearly not those kids. they were barely worthy of being in her vicinity.

“okay silly,” jiyoon flicks your forehead with her free hand. you groan, covering the reddening mark.

the two guys had scurried away by now. you smirked internally, proud that your tactic had worked. hand-in-hand, you follow jiyoon out of the school. her longer legs make it harder for you to catch up, but unbeknownst to you, her

“did you like the routine today?” jiyoon asks. you nod fervently, “it was really cool! did koko unnie choreograph it?”

jiyoon turns to you, affronted before she mumbles out, “i did…”

“ah really?! that’s amazing,” you hype her up immediately, not liking the way an upset jiyoon looks. the girl somewhat schools herself into a calmer expression, “yeah, we’re performing it for the festival.”

“what!” you yell, surprise evident. jiyoon winces at your loudness.

“you didn’t tell me that!” you started raining punches on jiyoon, who only winces and dodges your hands.

“why are you hitting me?!”

you groan loudly, allowing your head to fall against jiyoon’s shoulder in despair. “i’m on the festival committee!”

“so?”

“i can’t watch your performance! i’ll be running around everywhere,” you whine. jiyoon frowns, but she just pats your head, “it’s okay, y/n.”

no, it’s not okay! you want to retort. the routine that jiyoon worked so hard on— you wouldn’t be able to watch it fully! and everyone else would! including those two boys who clearly only liked jiyoon for her looks. you do think jiyoon’s the most gorgeous girl alive, especially the way her eyes crinkle. it’s rare, but that’s what makes it better. a rarity for most, but common for you. the mere thought of not being able to watch jiyoon’s choreography saddens you immensely.

seeing your downcasted eyes makes jiyoon procure an item from the pocket of her sweatpants. she hands it to you, wrapping your fingers around it gingerly.

you look up at her, a smile involuntarily making its way onto your face at the sight of the small packet of chocolate milk.

jiyoon smiles softly, “it’s okay if you can’t make it. i’m disappointed but i understand. don’t look so sad.”

her words of comfort only bring you more melancholy, knowing she wanted you to watch her performance. you’ve never regretted joining the student council more than right now. gently sipping on the chocolate milk, you relish in its sweetness.

“let’s go get ice cream now.”

the forlorn expression on your face slowly disappears as jiyoon drags you towards the ice cream parlour. distracted by her surprising conversation, you forget all about your sadness. she just has that effect on you; the ability to make you happy and content. even with simple words, she brightens up your day. usually, people would compare you and jiyoon to the sun and clouds. extroverted and bright, you were assumed to be the chatterbox, constantly talking jiyoon’s ears off. your best friend was like a raincloud, sometimes gloomy, sometimes indifferent, but as cheesy as it sounds, the presence of rain indicates the presence of a rainbow.

jiyoon was like a rainbow. multi-faced and blinding.

and so was her choice of ice cream. you watch, amused, as jiyoon holds a cone, wobbling with scoops of napoleon ice cream. her tongue darts out to stabilise the shaking tower. you lick your own chocolate ice cream.

“it’s good,” you mumble as jiyoon holds your hand.

“weather’s becoming hotter,” she remarks, “probably why it tastes so good.”

you nod at that.

“how’d you know the weather’s getting hotter? you learned that in geography?”

“common sense, y/n,” jiyoon deadpanned. you chuckle and dig into your dessert.

“did you hear about seoyeon getting a girlfriend? i knew she liked girls from the start!” you exclaim, mouth full of ice cream.

“yeah, look at her. she’s obviously into girls. who is she dating?”

“this girl from basketball. anyway, there’s a new girl who joined choir and everyone says she’s really pretty.”

jiyoon looks up from her ice cream, “is she pretty?”

you turn to jiyoon, pout on your face, “why would you want to know?!”

she flinches, and then grimaces awkwardly, “curiosity’s sake?”

“since when were you curious about pretty girls?” you retort. jiyoon only shrugs. it’s true though. throughout your friendship with the older girl, she hasn’t shown much interest in gossip or drama, only offering snide remarks and nods when you told her about the current rumours circulating the school. the thought of her showing interest in other girls forms an involuntary pout on your face. and okay, maybe you started it by stating that the new girl was pretty, but jiyoon has never asked for an elaboration before!

frowning at your ice cream cone, you let the silence drag on. has jiyoon shown any interest in any other girls? wasn’t she always hanging out with you? was it because she always hung out with you that she couldn’t hang out with anyone else? you wonder if she wants to spend time with other people. taking a final lick of your ice cream, you reach your doorstep. your hand falls slack in hers, and jiyoon waves goodbye.

it was a routine for her to always walk you home first, even if she had to walk back to her house again. she claimed that something might happen to you and she didn’t want to be blamed for it. you think it’s because she wants to spend extra time with you, but you don’t mind it either.

“bye, y/n, see you tomorrow.”

you nod, not bothering to hug jiyoon goodbye like usual. your best friend stares at you awkwardly before clearing her throat and turning away.

“see you tomorrow, unnie.”

the smile she sends you only heats your cheeks up.

and when you lay in bed that night, it doesn’t come as a striking realisation, only an uncertain acceptance, that you feel more affection for jiyoon than a best friend should.

it’s been two weeks since your ice cream outing (date!) with jiyoon, and you haven’t really seen her around. for someone who claims to be your best friend, she wasn’t really doing her job— other than the consistent chocolate milk that’s always on your desk. but that’s part of your routine! it’s undeniably embedded in your life and if it changes, you wouldn’t know what to do. there’s always a small note left under the packet as well, either words of encouragement for the day or jiyoon reminding you to text her later.

she doesn’t reply as quickly as before but that’s okay. you’re happy to just be able to talk to her, even if that meant through a screen.

y/nnie 🐣 [2.15pm]:

thx for the chocolate milk~~

i’m in a stuco meeting!

so boring :p

jiyoonie 🐻‍❄️ [2.16pm]:

no problem.

we’re on break right now

y/nnie 🐣 [2.16pm]:

wna go get ice cream later?

jiyoonie 🐻‍❄️ [2.17pm]:

sorry, we have practice until 5

mai’s running our practice like the military

tomorrow’s the festival

y/nnie 🐣 [2.18pm]:

aww okay

jiyoonie 🐻‍❄️ [2.19pm]:

we’re starting again

you should focus on your meeting

y/nnie 🐣 [2.20pm]:

talking 2 u is more fun :((

i miss u unnie

jiyoonie 🐻‍❄️ is typing…

before you could see jiyoon’s reply, your phone was taken out of your hands. you gasp, immediately turning back to realise the student council president, kim minji was staring at your phone.

“why are you texting during our meeting?” she asks, pointing at your phone. you can only push out your bottom lip, begging with your eyes for minji to return what’s rightfully yours.

“i’ll pay attention! just give it back,” you reply. minji shakes her head and pockets your phone with a smile, “you can get it back after this.”

furrowing your eyebrows, you’re forced to listen to the boring presentation by the treasurer about the finances for the school’s festival. truthfully speaking, you had fallen asleep midway, and only woke up as the meeting was ending.

“good job everyone,” minji claps, “let’s hope tomorrow’s festival runs smoothly.” she fishes out your phone and places it in front of you.

as everyone leaves, you get ready to stand up as well, but minji holds a firm grip on your shoulder.

“minji,” you warn. she may be your president, but you don’t mind tackling her for your phone. and you don’t even know if jiyoon responded yet.

the girl sighs, “i know you’re in love or whatever, but you should really adhere to council meeting rules. no texting, remember?”

your eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. in love?

minji adds, “are you in a honeymoon period right now? dating jiyoon must be nice, huh?”

“dating?” you repeat, dumbfounded. minji stares at you weirdly.

“did i say something wrong?”

you state very slowly, “i am not dating jiyoon.”

the president blinks. and then her lips morph into a frown. a confused look on her face, equally as aghast as you are.

“uhm.”

“she’s my best friend,” you say again. minji nods dumbly. her hold on you loosens as her ears redden in embarrassment.

“you’re not dating jiyoon?” she asks once more. you nod hastily, “we’re not dating, just very good best friends.”

minji nods slowly. you take this opportunity to grab your phone, an unread message from jiyoon.

“okay. see you tomorrow.”

you leave the meeting room, heart pounding. why would minji even think that you and jiyoon were dating? did anyone else think that way? it wasn’t as if you were! you were just close friends who enjoyed each other’s company. jiyoon is a good listener who cares deeply for you. of course you would want to talk to her and be with her. just not in a romantic way. you sigh deeply, unlocking your phone.

jiyoonie 🐻‍❄️ [2.21pm]:

i miss you too.

you might have to cancel that last thought.

the festival lights are super pretty, you think. jiyoon would look even prettier standing under them. they would illuminate her bright eyes and silly smile— no! you slap your own cheeks. you can’t be thinking about your best friend now. you had a job to do! groaning at the clipboard in your hand, you head towards the food stalls, manned by the enterprise club. after conversing with some of the members, you reported back to minji, saying everyone was fine and everything was going well.

you had been ticked off that the festival was happening in the evening, causing your routine to go slightly askew, but that was okay! it was only for a day anyway.

strolling around the festival was fun. you were impressed with the tents set up and the decor around the place. thank god you weren’t part of that sector, knowing it would be a pain to remove everything again. the student council really outdid themselves with this one. you walked around, pride simmering at the way students would gasp in awe at the set-up.

“y/n!” you swerve around, beaming at the sight of the dance team, all dressed up. their outfits were made of american football jerseys and baggy jeans, some with their shirts cropped and others tied up. you took a long appreciative look at jiyoon’s outfit before grinning at the rest of the girls.

“jiyoon unnie said you wouldn’t be able to watch our performance,” jungeun sighs, “it doesn’t feel right to not have you watching us.”

the girls all nod in agreement. of course, as someone who had been through all their practices and sessions, it feels strange that a lingering presence like yours would be absent.

“i’ll ask someone to record it for me!” you exclaim, in an attempt to cheer jungeun up. despite being the same age, you felt an overwhelming urge to comfort the girl, almost like how jiyoon does for you.

“you better come find us afterwards,” saebi says.

before you could even get another word in, you heard your name being called from afar. after promising to find the girls later, you cheer them all on. as you were about to leave, a warm hand encapsulates your own, pulling you back. you instantly recognise the sensation. an electric bolt trickling into your blood, shocking your nerves and eliciting goosebumps across the field of your skin.

“jiyoon unnie, i like your outfit.”

“thanks, but we have to change back into our uniforms later.” you should take the chance to admire her properly then.

“aw, okay.”

the older girl grimaces.

“y/nnie,” jiyoon frowns. worry builds in you at her unsettled and troubled expression. “when you come to find us afterwards, stay back a little. i want to talk to you.”

you widen your eyes before gulping. jiyoon relinquishes her grip and waves goodbye, just as you form a fist to cheer her on.

what could jiyoon possibly want to talk to you about? it was scary having her talk all serious, instead of the teasing girl you’ve grown to adore. did you do something wrong? maybe jiyoon was upset about the lack of attention from you these past weeks. ugh, but her tone boggled you the most.

“hey, snap out of it,” you blink at the fingers snapping in your face. what a rude gesture! rolling your eyes at the boy who had called you over, myung jaehyun, you elbow him in the ribs. he only scoffs and pushes you back.

“aren’t you meant to be a gentleman? why are you pushing girls?” you sneer at him. the boy had called you over for the stupidest reason, stating that he was bored walking around. as a student council member, technically you had to listen to the vice-president. but c’mon, even minji would laugh.

jaehyun snickers, “are you mad ‘cause i brought you away from your girlfriend?”

you frown, thinking about jiyoon performing. you don’t even bother to deny that jiyoon’s your girlfriend. no one even takes your words seriously. there’s a crowd of students already gathering near the stage. on the schedule, it stated that the dance team would be performing soon. your shoulders turn slack at your lost opportunity to watch jiyoon dance.

“man, shut up.”

the boy quietens down at your stern tone, before offering, “i can take over you if you wanted. and you can go watch her.”

you perk up instantly, “really?”

“yeah, but you owe me lunch.”

“deal, seriously.”

jaehyun chuckles, “anything for love right? call me cupid.”

you scrunch your nose in disgust before waving him off and heading towards the already crowded audience. the stage was fairly centred with a second platform protruding from its middle. you look around, searching for any kind of a vantage point.

there’s a secluded corner near the back, but a bunch of boxes and crates are propped up there. approaching the area, it gives you a relatively clear view of the stage. you would be able to see the girls from here. excitement brewing as the music heightens, you think of all the hard work jiyoon has put in. you’ve watched her practise endlessly, critiquing every detail of her moves. it all comes down to this performance.

the house music softens, and the chatter amongst the crowd dies down. suddenly, unexpectedly and forcefully, the music blasts through the speakers as the girls walk onto stage. there’s an uproar of cheers from the audience, including yourself. you yell jiyoon’s name as if she were a deity, and you were on your deathbed.

grinning brightly, you’re awestruck by the fluidity and smoothness of their moves. your mouth, agape for the whole performance, is unable to close by itself. the girls belonged on the stage, rightfully so. and even though you had heard this song and witnessed this dance countless amounts of times, it still refreshes you like the first.

“mai, you’re so pretty!”

“ryu sarang!”

“yoon jiyoon, i love you!” you scream, using your hands as a makeshift megaphone as jiyoon approaches the centre. her head snaps up, and a wide smile overtakes her.

as the crowd continues to shout, you’re unable to take your eyes off jiyoon. there was something magnetic about her. like two sides of a magnet pulling you towards her. she was almost like the centre of gravity (she’s the centre of your world).

the song reaches its last chorus and jeemin reclaims the stage. there’s an upheaval of yells and shrieks once more. as it arrives at the end, you bring your hands to applaud loudly. the girls stand at the centre, spotlight emphasising on them and heaving breathily.

the girls soon leave the stage and the crowd is left anticipating for the next performance. you don’t, however, and instead head towards the back of the stage. the girls are already there, changed back into their uniforms.

“y/n—” saebi is the first to spot you.

“you guys did great out there!” you engulf the group of girls into an embrace, as best as you could.

“i thought you couldn’t watch?!” sarang asks.

you shrug, “someone could cover for me, so of course i had to come watch you guys.”

“i heard you yell jiyoon’s name,” jeemin smiles.

“gotta support my best friend,” you bump jiyoon’s hip and she only groans miserably. as they start to leave, you grasp onto the short sleeve of jiyoon’s shirt, “didn’t you want to talk?”

jiyoon shakes her head and whispers lowly, “not here.”

you follow her out and into an empty tent, the tables and chairs cleared of any belongings. she has the same uncomfortable expression on her face, the one that makes your heart shrivel up. you deafen out the loud music and cheers outside, choosing to focus on the girl in front of you.

“what’s up? is something wrong?” is your first immediate question.

jiyoon sighs, pink overtaking her cheeks. you resist the urge to squeal at the adorable sight.

“no, nothing’s wrong, but…”

she takes a seat. you do the same and capture her hands in yours, providing comfort.

“you can tell me anything,” you insist. jiyoon turns away, her lips pursing.

“i know, but it’s just difficult to say,” she mumbles, “you’re usually the one who speaks for both of us.”

“but it’s just us now. you can say whatever you want.”

your best friend only turns redder.

“that’s the problem,” she whispers.

you stare at her, bewildered, “what do you mean?”

“you’re my best friend,” jiyoon states, “i don’t want to mess anything up.”

your brain has an inkling of what jiyoon is trying to convey. endorphins rush through your veins as a small smile creeps its way onto your face. you can’t help the happiness blooming in your chest.

“you won’t mess anything up, i promise.”

jiyoon bites her lower lip before saying, “you’re so silly at times. you and your routine. when we first met, i thought you were crazy. but somehow, it seems like i’ve become part of your routine.”

“you have,” you agree.

“and it makes me feel happy,” jiyoon confesses, “because i like spending time with you.”

“i like spending time with you too.”

“even if i’m quiet and moody sometimes. i just get in my head, but you understand me. that’s why i’m comfortable with you. and when we got closer, i thought i was dragging you down—”

you immediately protest, “no, you weren’t.”

the older girl grumbles, “don’t interrupt me.”

shrugging, you let go of jiyoon’s hands to play with the hem of her skirt. she only swats your hands away to intertwine your fingers gently.

“and i think you should just know that because of your kindness and personality…” she trails off before gulping, “i like you.”

you’ve never seen your best friend so sheepish and bashful. so shy. she may be unapproachable at times, but she’s never been this nervous and insecure. the jiyoon you know is bold and courageous. but you feel like you like this version of her more. vulnerable and open.

“you’re so cute,” you blurt out. jiyoon furrows her eyebrows and her lips form a pout.

an idea comes to your mind. carefully untangling your hands, you reach your blazer, meticulously unpinning the plastic name tag there. then, you slowly open jiyoon’s palm, placing your name tag there.

“don’t you understand, jiyoon unnie?” you ask, teasingly at her shocked expression. she swallows, and then nods.

“what does it mean then?” you giggle.

jiyoon blushes, from her neck to her ears, “means that you like me too.”

“mhm. i thought i confessed quite loudly just now though,” referring to your yell during her performance. jiyoon chuckles before nodding, “guess you beat me to it. but can i just hear it again?”

you grin, leaning into jiyoon’s space, right next to her ear. resisting the urge to blow wind into her sensitive red ears, you instead whisper, “i like you, yoon jiyoon.”

the smile she gives you is blinding.

“i like you more, y/n.” and from her pocket, she brings out a packet of chocolate milk.

you laugh at her absurdity.

“you can’t like me more than i do.”

“i disagree.”

“well, agree to disagree, right?” you prod jiyoon’s cheek.

the girl grins slyly, “anything my girlfriend says.”

[nwjnsloona]

elevator: going up!

synopsis: getting trapped? in an elevator? with your crush? that only happens in fiction!

< pairing ! > yoon jiyoon x fem!reader

< tags ! > fluff, trapped in an elevator, happy valentines!!, also happy birthday @jeeseth, ft. koemin, theyre just two silly girls

< wordcount ! > ~700 this is a shortfic

< warnings ! > kys/kms jokes, they are trapped

the elevator doors opened and you walked in, eyes widening slightly as you turned to see jiyoon behind you. yoon jiyoon was everyone’s crush. and also your friend. and maybe you had a crush on her, but so what?

you moved to press the button for the ground floor, looking up in surprise as your finger met jiyoon’s

“sorry…” jiyoon smiled.

“no problem!  i like your puppy bag…” you trailed off.

“thanks-”

jiyoon got cut off abruptly by the elevator slamming to a halt and the lights flickering off. the floor seemed to slam into you and you lost your sense of balance, toppling over… into jiyoon’s arms.

“are you okay?” she asked. her voice sounded worried but you couldn’t make out her facial expression in the dark.

“your perfume smells nice…” you said absent-mindedly, before snapping back to reality. “i mean- i’m fine. thanks for catching me.”

“no problem.”

you sighed, sliding to the floor.

“are we really stuck here?”

“looks like it. hey, could you turn your flash on? i can’t find my phone.”

you had liked the darkness because it meant jiyoon couldn’t see the red on your face but still, you turned the flashlight on your phone so that she could dig through her bag and pockets.

the light lasted all of 20 seconds before it went out, the screen of your phone turning black.

“i guess i forgot to charge my phone last night…”

she sighed. “it’s okay.”

she fished around blindly in her bag until her hand brushed against something smooth and rectangular. 

“i found my phone!” she exclaimed joyfully.

you watched as she started texting someone.

jiyoon from chem: im stuck in an elevator

jeemani: HELP??? which one

jiyoon from chem: the one in the dorm next to the entrance also im with yn

jeemani is typing…

she sat down next to you on the far corner of the elevator and placed her phone face up between you.

“how long do you think it’s going to take until we get rescued?”

“i just texted jeemin so hopefully not that lon-” she was cut off by a notification from her phone, lighting up the whole elevator.

jeemani: HAHAHAHA URE W YN??? you should kiss her i know you want to~~~

jeemani its so funny how ure stuck in an elevator w ur CRUSH like u could kiss her rn.

you watched as jiyoon seemed to go through the five stages of grief right before your eyes. it was kind of amusing to see the cool, chic campus crush lose the nonchalant façade.  

“that’s not- i-” she picked her phone up and started typing, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

jiyoon from chem: BANG JEEMIN KYS ACTUALLY IM GOING TO KILL YOU AFTER I GET OUT OF THIS ELEVATOR MARK MY WORDS OH MY GOD. SHE SAW THE FUCKING NOTIF IM GOING TO KMS

jeemani its okay you’ll get loser rizz points

jiyoon was partway though typing “CHOKE!!!” when you tapped her on the shoulder.

“hm?” she turned to you.

“i like you too.”

jiyoon’s phone dropped to the floor with a clatter. “really?”

you didn’t answer– instead, you pulled her in for a kiss. it was a short kiss, but it left both your pulses racing. you felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest.

“i hope i didn’t misread the situation…” you said nervously

“i think it’s impossible to misread the situation especially considering bang FUCKING jeemin – sorry – made it so crystal clear.”

“well, if she didn’t send that text then we wouldn’t be together so… it’s a good thing!”

“if you look at it that way, then i guess…do you want to go on a date after we get out of here?”

“my class will probably be over by the time we get out so, sure!”

when the elevator lights finally flickered on and you and jiyoon stepped out on the ground floor, you were greeted by none other than jeemin and koko. “congratulations newlyweds!” read the message passing by on koko’s phone that she washolding in the air.

“i take it it went well, considering jiyoon’s smudged lipstick?”

“who kissed who?” koko asked eagerly.

“yn kissed me first.”

“HA! i told you jiyoon unnie was too much of a coward to initate a kiss! pay up,” koko said, holding her hand out to jeemin, who sighed and handed her 10000 won.

“jiyoon owes me a meal anyways, considering i was basically the initiator of her relationship.”

“i am NOT buying anything for you.”

“you’re so mean!”

a/n: happy valentines!!! unfortunately i do not have a gf this time of year but NEXT YEAR TRUST

[yerimbrit]

[flufftober day 12, wc: 1k] - shady cemetery cleaning gig : y. jiyoon

AS A HIGHSCHOOLER IN NEED OF CASH, and quick, for whatever reason, you’ve taken to accepting any gigs you can find, and well… let’s just say some of them might be pretty shady as you’d expect. 

that’s how you find yourself at a cemetery, cleaning tombstones and maybe patrolling the area while you’re at it. the job isn’t really the problem, per se, but the shift time is from midnight to five in the morning, and the person who was offering the job just gave you the money (which made your wallet quite a bit heavier) and gave you an address. 

(upon hearing this, jiyoon, your best friend, was extremely concerned and rightfully so. she pauses mid-bite to give you the most confused face you’ve ever seen her make, and lowers her spoon. you stay staring at each other for a moment, and then she sighs and turns in her seat to face you, deadpanning, “you’ve gone mad, haven’t you?”

“what? no,” you drag out the ‘o’, “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

jiyoon narrows her eyes at you. a bead of sweat drips down your temple; her death stare never fails to intimidate you. and so, you concede. somewhat. “okay, well, maybe a bit—but blackpink is touring soon! and i wanna get tickets for both of us…”

because of your reasoning, her gaze softens and your shoulders can finally untense. she takes the bite she didn’t get to eat earlier, and neatly arranges her silverware on the plate it came with from the café. “you’re not gonna make me go like always, are you..?”

“um…”

she politely smiles at you, leaving her share of the bill on the table and standing up. “kim y/n. i am not showing up to a shady cemetery gig you picked up.”)

true to her word, jiyoon unfortunately does not show up at the appointed time, and so you have to do this alone. at midnight. till five am. what a great life you’re living, right? walking around, alone, there’s something strange—all the tombstones are freshly cleaned. like, spotless; you see your own reflection in them when you point your 500 watt flashlight at them.

which is weird, because weren’t you hired to do just that? you even brought a bucket of water and cloths and new sponges, and cleaner fluid you bought specifically for this job. did your employer just randomly want to pay a burgeoning adult almost five hundred bucks for no reason? 

suddenly you’re aware of all of your surroundings. crickets chirp, and your only source of light is your flashlight and a single lamp post some feet away. you sense a presence lurking behind you, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. ‘there shouldn’t be anyone here besides me, there shouldn’t be, oh shit. oh fuck, y/n, on a count of three you run back home as fast as you can. one…’

you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder, and you don’t even turn around to see who or what it is because what the actual fuck, before you scream as loud as you can and alarm the figure who covers your mouth with their hand. you’re forcefully turned around, and—

“ji’hyoon!?” you attempt to exclaim, though your voice is muffled by her hand. she glares and shushes you, taking the hood off of her head.

“shut up, idiot, you’re disturbing the peace!” jiyoon scolds, furrowing her eyebrows at you. “and before you ask, yes i came to check up on you. no, it’s not because i missed you.”

aw, that’s sweet of her. but how did she- “i found this place because you literally texted me the details asking me to come,” she sighs, “it’s way too sketchy; i couldn’t let you go alone.”

you grin lopsidedly, “you’re a softie deep down, aren’t you, yoon jiyoon?”

she doesn’t answer and instead looks around, spotting the bucket of water and unused sponges by your feet. “aren’t you supposed to be working?”

oh, right. there isn’t really much to work on, though. you tell your best friend that, and she frowns in confusion, “wasn’t that your job, though?”

“what i’m saying, girl, why did that rich guy pay me so much if the job was already done?” you place your hands on your hips.

a rustling sound resounds through the air, making the both of you flinch aggressively. your eyes blink rapidly, countless thoughts of panic flooding your mind, “did you hear that?”

jiyoon is just as scared shitless as you, her hand shaking as she grabs yours and clenches the hold as hard as she can. 

a weak voice calls out from the direction of the graves, “help… help me…” 

without thinking, you make a run for it and drag your best friend with you, with only the intent to get as far away as you can. ‘screw the job, i want to live!’

“y/n!” jiyoon yelps in the midst of running, “if we die just know that i’ve loved you since middle school!”

the wild dash comes to a stop, and you have to keel over so you can heave your saving breaths. when you come to, you turn to jiyoon who’s in the same state, “you what!? you love me?” 

the girl’s mouth is agape, processing the words she rashly spat out in fear for her life. she shyly directs her gaze the other way, and mumbles something incoherent that you can’t catch. 

you manage to form a smile on your lips, trying to get her attention by snapping your fingers. except you can’t snap… so you have to clear your throat. “sorry, jiyoon. couldn’t quite hear you there.”

“i said yes! ugh…” she snaps, voice slightly raised a few octaves higher because of her bashfulness. the light of a lamp posts allows you to clearly see the red hot blush that has engulfed her cheeks.

“i’m glad that our life-or-death situation got you to finally confess, idiot,” you reach over to pull her into a playful, crushing hug. “i love you too.”

jiyoon melts into the embrace, sighing in relief from both the news of your reciprocation and the escape from the creepy cemetery. “those blackpink tickets better be worth it.”

“of course they will, i’m gonna get us front-row tickets—you know how good my reflexes are,” you quip, ruffling her hair.

the girl in your arms smiles, “then i trust you, kim y/n.”

“aww, so you are a softie deep down- ah, ahahaha! wait, wait, stop! i surrender, stop tickling me!”

flufftober masterlist!

a/n : this was the most fun to write ilysm yoon jiyoonjiyoonjiyoonjiyoon

[jeeseth]

rockstar’s

pairing , yoon jiyoon x fem!reader

summary , your best friend jiyoon is in the school band and you kept feeling lonely as she gets busy with band practice. while she performs in front of the whole school, she decides to surprise you. even though .. it wasn’t really her thing .

tags — fluff, non-idol au, high school au, grumpy x sunshine, guitarist!jiyoon, best friends to lovers . ( grammatical errors )

"she fell down the stairs- yoon jiyoon are you even listening?!" you stops talking as you noticed jiyoon staring at you and probably not even listening to the story you’re telling her.

she seems to be lost in thoughts as she kept staring at you. you hate to admit it but she looks so… damn attractive right now. she has always been but, that thick black frame glasses plus she’s leaning against her palm while spacing out? god damn.

she finally snapped out of her thoughts when you suddenly smacked her on her shoulder.

"ouch, what the hell?" she hissed and rubbed the shoulders where you smacked her.

"you weren’t listening to me! what were you even thinking about.." you pouted while jiyoon just send a glare towards you.

"nothing. i’m sorry."

you can still remember the first time you saw jiyoon. she was sitting there looking all grumpy and unapproachable, but there was something about her that intrigued you. as you got to know her better, you realized that she was actually a really nice person, just a bit rough around the edges. and a bit mean too.

over time, you two became really good friends. you spent lots of time together, hanging out, studying, and goofing around. and before you knew it, you feelings for her had deepened into something more than friendship...

jiyoon’s cold demeanor started to soften, and she started to open up to you more and more. she started to let her guard down and reveal the warm and caring side of herself that she usually kept hidden (maybe a bit only). you laughed and joked and had the best times together. And all the while, your feelings for her keep grew stronger and stronger.

you wasn't sure how to tell her how you felt, though. she was always so guarded, and you didn't want to risk ruining your friendship. and you also doesn’t know if she even feels the same way towards you.

"look who’s spacing out now."

you didn’t realise it. you were literally looking at her while spacing out. and why the hell is she suddenly so damn close to your face. you can feel you heartbeat quickens as she gets closer. you’re afraid that she might hear your heartbeat racing so you push her face away softly.

"s-shut up…" you stuttered and look away, to shy to even look at jiyoon in the eyes.

jiyoon lips turns into a small smile but you didn’t catch it. you look back at jiyoon as you heard her standing up. you look up at her curiously.

"where you going?" you asks, quite sad that she’s leaving already. jiyoon sighs before patting your head.

"i got band practice remember? i have to go."

your mind drifted back to the day she told you that she’s gonna be busy this week because she’s preparing for a band performance for this school event. it’s a special event that will be held next week after all the students who had been trying so hard during the exams. so this is lowkey like to cheer everyone up?

"aww… shucks." you mumbled before standing up too. jiyoon let out a small smile before handing you a lollipop, your favourite flavour too.

"see you later."

she said and walked away, leaving you alone in the library. you know too damn well you’re gonna miss her later. you hated this feeling, feeling like you’re left all alone. you sighs before unwrapping the lollipop and pop it into your mouth. well, you just gotta wait see jiyoon again tomorrow.

your day went on pretty smoothly today, nothing bad seems to happen yet knowing how clumsy you can be sometimes. even though your day been going well, you still can’t help but feel a pang of longing. jiyoon has always been stuck to your side but since she’s busy, you find yourself being more quiet than usual. this lowkey causes your classmates to freak out.

during recess, you decided to find jiyoon and maybe have a small talk with her since she doesn’t speak too much even around you. would it be weird if i say that you get lost in your own school? well it is lowkey your fault for not remembering where the band practice room is. and just as you about to asked a random student you saw mai from afar. that’s when it hits you. mai is also a member in the band. you quickly catch up to her before she gets a little too far.

"mai unnie!" you shouted from afar, catching mai’s attention. she turned around and was greeted by the sight of you panting. all tired from catching up to her. what’s wrong with people who have long legs. they walk too damn fast.

"oh? y/n is it?" mai asked as she looks at you, recognising your features.

"yes! unnie are you heading to your band practice?" you asked, your breathing finally back to normal.

"well yea i am. wanna come along? you missed jiyoon don’t you" mai grinned. your cheeks flushed a bright pink at the mention of jiyoon. well, you admit that you’ve been dying to see jiyoon again.

"i’m just kidding come on, let’s go" mai smiled and started leading the way, all the while having you walking side by side with her.

while walking, you didn’t really realise how much you were talking to her knowing how extroverted you are. but by seeing how mai seems to listen and reply to you, you couldn’t help but to feel happy that someone is listening to your story.

as you two arrived at the band practice room, you were greeted with the sight of them practicing individually. your eyes immediately landed on jiyoon, she was tuning her guitar while koko were watching her doing so.

"jiyoon, your girlfriend here" mai blurted out, causing you to choke on your own saliva. you swear you can feel all the eyes on you as you slowly turns into the same colour as a tomato. oh my god.

"girlfriend?"

"girlfriend?!"

"girlfriend!"

jiyoon stops tuning her guitar and turns to look your way. she noticed you were avoiding everyone eyes and she smiles to herself before putting down her guitar and walking over to you. she gives mai a glare before mumbling.

"we’re just friends, nothing more.." jiyoon mumbled and went your way. ouch?

jiyoon sighs as leans against the doorway while looking down at you since you’re shorter than her. "hey, i didn’t expect you to be here."

"i was bored okay, plus i has no one to talk to!" you whines softly, not catching the way jiyoon smiles lit up at your cute little whining.

"whatever. have you eaten yet?"

"nope, i don’t really feel like eating anything today."

jiyoon furrowed her eyebrows as you said that. she may be cold and mean to you sometimes but, deep down she really cares about your wellbeing. that’s why you will never catch yourself not eating when she’s around.

"what- why not?" jiyoon asked, her tone serious. "you could’ve passed out again you know. come, let’s go-"

"jiyoon it’s fine! you have practice right? i don’t want you to waste your time accompanying me to eat…" you shakes your head.

"shut up. your health is more important. at least fill your stomach a bit." she muttered before walking to the cafeteria. you groans while rolling your eyes and chase after her. and once again, you hates people with long legs.

now it’s a day before the big event, and everyone seemed to be practicing very hard today. you don’t know why but, you find yourself occasionally going to the band practice room to see jiyoon. i won’t say that though… because you’re literally peeking through the door like a creep. and no the girls is totally fine with it! they even invited you to be their first ever guest and you couldn’t be more excited.

of course you didn’t just sit there and watch them. every time they’re taking a break, you’ll make sure to bring them some enough water and even some snacks for saebi. wait, have i mentioned how clingy saebi is with you? basically, whenever you stopped by to see them (jiyoon), saebi will always be at the door waiting for you. such a cutie!

well that pretty much explains why you’re in this situation. you’re just sitting on the floor with saebi hugging your side, it’s been like this for more than five minutes. and here’s the thing, you don’t mind saebi sticking to you but, she really seems like she doesn’t wanna go practicing anytime soon, causing the others to be mad at her.

"jeong saebi hurry up! it’s tiring you know!" jungeun shouted, startling poor saebi. the other members were already in their position, just waiting for saebi now.

"saebi go practice, unnie will treat you ice cream later okay?" you soothed her which immediately makes the pout on saebi’s face turns into a bright smile. she quickly agreed and went to her position. sarang mouth went wide open at seeing how easy for you to soothe her.

you giggles softly at saebi’s behaviour. you turn to look at jiyoon who immediately shifted her gaze away from you. why is she suddenly like this? you just shrugged it off and watch them practice.

after two rounds of nonstop practicing, they all went out to take a break but not jiyoon. she stayed in the practice room to clean and tune her guitar. her grumpy demeanour were clearly visible on her face.

"jiyoon, you’re not going with them?" you asks as you stood up from the floor. jiyoon simply shakes her head and continue cleaning her guitar.

you took notice at how she’s acting way grumpier than she already is. you let out a small smiles before taking a seat next to her on the couch. you know too damn well why she’s suddenly like this. and it’s honestly cute.

"hey, talk to me" you poked her side, and in return you earned a glare from her. you pouted and fiddled with the hem of your skirt instead.

"there’s nothing to talk about. i’m busy." jiyoon muttered, her eyes fixated on her guitar.

"jiyoon.." you whines, poking her sides again. "don’t be mad at me"

"i’m not."

"you’re jealous aren’t you?" you said, making jiyoon stops at what she was doing.

"i-i’m not. you’re bluffing." she huffed and looks away. she’s a bad liar, and you knows it. judging by how red her is there’s no way she ain’t jealous.

"aw come on! saebi is just like a little sister to me!"

"i don’t care. i’m not jealous."

"stop lying!"

it’s now late in the evening, most of the students already went home and here you are sitting in detention. long story short, the teacher caught you skipping class (you just wanna see jiyoon) and that’s how you ended up here. sadly.

the detention already ended around six minutes ago but you didn’t realise it since you fell asleep. not until, you felt a tap on your shoulder causing you to wakes up from your deep slumber. you groans and swatted whoever hands was that.

"wake up sleepyhead."

you immediately jolted awake as you hear her voice. jiyoon’s voice. you squinted your eyes to make sure that it was really jiyoon and once you saw her you gasped.

"jiyoon? what are you still doing here? school ended two hours ago!" you said, clearly not understanding why jiyoon is still here at this hour.

"i was waiting for you, idiot." she ruffles your hair softly.

you felt your heartbeat quickened. first her words, second the way she effortlessly ruffling your hair right now. oh my.

"stop staring at me. let’s go home." she sighs and slings your bag over her shoulder. all the while, her own bag on her other shoulder. you stood up and tried to stop her but she beats you to it.

jiyoon walks away, leaving you speechless. what the hell is happening right after you wake up? you shouted her name and chase after her.

the walk home was peaceful. you two shared some small talks together. you gazed up at the sky, seeing at how it’s gonna turn dark soon. jiyoon eyes landed on you. oh how the sun reflects on your features and it is driving her insane.

"hey, what were you doing while i’m in detention?" you asks, breaking the silence.

"i was practicing a special song for tomorrow." jiyoon mumbled as you two keeps walking side by side. occasionally bumping into each other’s shoulders.

"special song? you wrote it?" you asks and she nodded in response. you look at her and excitedly. jiyoon wrote a song to perform tomorrow? can’t wait!

"omg! really? why you never tell me?!" you shirked, startling jiyoon at your sudden loudness. she rubbed her poor ears and you smack her playfully which caused her to let out a small giggle.

"it’s a secret that’s why, you just gotta wait for tomorrow" jiyoon smiles.

"oh trust me, i’ll be there in the crowd!" you laughs and you two continue your journey back home.

you’d be lying if you said you’re not struggling to get a seat as near as the stage. like why are all this people also here hello? were you pissed? yes. you’re literally their friend so you really think that you deserve to be at the front but no. guess what, your seat is almost at the back.

you finally calmed down after fuko managed to get you to. if it wasn’t for her, you definitely will already started throwing hands. fuko to the rescue indeed (i miss fuko)

"you reckon they’ll be starting soon?" fuko asks, curiously tip toeing so that she can see whatever is going on at the stage. you only shrugged at her, clearly not in the mood anymore since you didn’t get the front row. you slumped lazily on the chair while fuko keeps trying to get you to stand up.

"unnie, i’m not in the mood-" suddenly the sounds of guitar filled the stage making you jolted up from your seat immediately.

"OH MY GOD! UNNIE LIFT ME UP I CANT SEE SHIT" you exclaimed excitedly. fuko looks at you with disbelief. didn’t you say you’re not in the mood earlier? the heck happened.

as the lights flickered on, your eyes immediately landed on no other than yoon jiyoon. she looks so damn good in that grey baggy shirt plus her thick framed glasses. you could die happily right now.

the stages goes on and on, and every time they switched to another song your mouth kept widening. they all did so well! and you couldn’t be more proud.

after performing a few songs, they have a little talk and break on the stage. and all the while, jiyoon were looking for you in the crowd. she tried her best to not make it obvious though but you obviously caught her looking for you! so you pulled out the banner you make to wave at her. you saw that jiyoon tried her best to contains her smile when she saw what was written on the banner. in bold letter it says : yoon jiyoon my number one rockstar! it was goofy but it’s you so she’s completely fine with it. no. she loves it.

after what felt like an eternity, the performance finally comes to and end. you felt kinda sad that it’s ending already. but suddenly the sound of jiyoon clearing her throat caught your attention.

"before we end this performance, i would like to play one more song." jiyoon said, making the crowd cheers with excitement.

"i heard this song is special isn’t it, jiyoon?" jeemin teased and jiyoon only laughs softly.

"well yeah… this song is pretty special. apparently, i spent my time writing it while thinking about someone." jiyoon admitted shyly and her band members started teasing her and so is the crowd.

"well, i hope that someone listens to this until the very end."

and just like that, jiyoon swiftly strummed her guitar. the melody was soft and calming. totally different to what they just performed. as the song goes on, you felt your heart melted at the sweet lyrics. it isn’t what you expect from jiyoon but yeah.

the song finally comes to and end and the crowd erupted with cheers and claps. but you saw on the big screen that jiyoon was hesitating to say something. jiyoon let out a shaky breath before gripping the mic.

"this song is for you, kim y/n."

that’s when it hits you. just as the same times the fireworks erupted into the night sky. you couldn’t believe it. fuko was shaking you aggressively but your eyes met jiyoon’s. am i dreaming?

you patiently waited at one of the food stalls for jiyoon. it’s not packed with many people but sure there are a few only. at this point, you honestly doesn’t know what to feel. are you shocked? yes. are you happy? yes. everything just seems to swirls round and round inside your head.

"hey… take this." your head snaps up as you heard jiyoon’s voice. she’s avoiding your eyes while holding the bouquet of flowers in front of your face. you giggles softly as you take the flowers from her hands.

jiyoon cleared her throat before speaking, "uh yeah so um… like is it cool? d-do you think the song is… cool?" jiyoon cursed herself as she stuttered.

"yeah, i love it" you smiles.

"i can’t keep it much longer. kim y/n, will you-"

"yes" you cut her off, catching her off guard. jiyoon tried to act annoyed by it but the smile that crept up her lips prevented her from doing so.

"you didn’t even let me finish my word, idiot." jiyoon chuckles and softly ruffles your hair.

"okay so, wanna grab something to eat?" jiyoon mumbled.

"sure babe." you smiles and hold jiyoon’s hands.

babe? jiyoon felt like running, screaming, giggling right here right now. she can’t believe it. your hands in hers, intertwined together. the soft giggles that came out from your mouth only makes jiyoon smiles brighter. she wouldn’t have it no other way. she has the most precious girl with her.

a/n — i indeed does not like the ending.

[iznaekkoya]

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[depressed-al]

hate her... bodyguard!au

pairing: jiyoon x bodyguard!fem reader

summary: jiyoon didn’t get how can y/n be a bodyguard when all she does was being playful. y/n never seems to take her work seriously and thats what make jiyoon so pissed off.

genre: angst(?)

a/n: i feel like im not that good at writing fanfics so im sorry in advance if theres any mistakes... english is not my first language, there will be alot of grammar mistakes.☹

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y/n is flirting with jiyoon on their way back to jiyoon’s house. “can you stop?!” yelled jiyoon to y/n. “aw jiyoon, dont be that upset. why are you so upset when it make you blush huh?” y/n wiggles her brows playfully. “oh my god, you are so full of yourself did you know that?!” jiyoon stomp her feet leaving y/n to get in her house. y/n smiles to herself feeling amuse. “shes so easy to tease.”

they both just come back from a party that acquire jiyoon to attend and most of their time there, y/n just cant stop flirting and messing with jiyoon. jiyoon swear this bodyguard of her doesnt even know how to do her work properly.

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a little background of y/n, she is actually a skilled bodyguard who work for mr. yoon, a well-known and one of the richest ceo in korea. mr. yoon acknowledge y/n’s strength and intelligence, thus putting her as his bodyguard for about 2 years. after 2 years, he decide to put y/n as jiyoon’s bodyguard due to his daughter nature. every bodyguard that has to work for jiyoon didnt last long making mr. yoon take this decision.

y/n now has work as jiyoon’s bodyguard for about 1 year and to her, everythings seems perfect. but, jiyoon felt otherwise. she always go to her dad to complaint about y/n but due to y/ns past working experience with him, he just told his daughter that it is not that deep and y/n doing her duty perfectly fine.

jiyoon is sitting on her bed thinking about how the heck y/n can be his father former bodyguard. “she mustve done something... urgh! whatever...” she decide to forget about it and sleep peacefully.

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one night, where jiyoon decide to go to a bar, to relax herself from the world- the media, the hatred she gets just from being a successful ceo’s daughter, and bunch of other things- of course she needs her bodyguard with her. she just hope tonight, y/n dont bother her too much... well...

y/n is within her sight, looking distressed and slightly worried. jiyoon decide to brush it off and drink some more. after a few drink, she feels tipsy and at that time, she feels her hand getting pull to a nearest wall. when she looks up to see who it is, it bother her that it is y/n. “what are you doing, y/n?!” jiyoon whispered-yell to not bring attention towards them. “shh jiyoon, i know what im doing.” y/n pins her to the wall and block her from getting out of there. “this is ridiculous! l-let me go, y/n.” y/n just stand still keeping jiyoon pinned.

jiyoon tries to push y/n away, but y/n is much stronger than her. when she see that y/n let her guard down, she quickly push past her arms and walks away from there. she calls her driver to pick her up. jiyoon feel disgusts by y/n action just now and never thought y/n would go that far. y/n just let out a sigh of relief when she know she just save jiyoon from a threat. she realized that her action earlier was unacceptable, but she hoped that everything would be fine.

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everything is not fine when the first thing in the morning jiyoon does is going to her dads office to yet again, complaint about y/n. but this time, jiyoon comes in to her dad’s office with tears on her face telling mr. yoon about the things that had happened last night. okay, maybe she exaggerated the situation a bit to really push y/n away from her this time, and that might just work. mr. yoon comfort his daughter until she stop crying. after jiyoon had left the office, mr. yoon quickly calls y/n to come to his office.

“i am dissapointed in you, y/n. i put all my trust in you to protect my daughter, yet you too, take advantage on her like all the people.” mr. yoon said with a dissapointed look on y/n. “but mr. yoon, i swear i didnt take advantage on her. all i wanted was to save her from a threat.” y/n said desperately to make him believe her. “thats not what i heard from my daughter y/n. im really sorry to say this, but youre no longer her bodyguard. youre fired.” y/n looks at mr. yoon in shock. she didnt question him anything and just leave the office defeatedly.

when she is out of that building using the back entrance, she hears footstep coming closer to her. she looks up and see jiyoon in front of her face. “finally, youre out of my face for real this time. im so fucking tired of your antics. i know youre flirting to me all this time because you like me, and guess what? i will never like a person as low as you. what, youre that desperate last night? maybe you can have me, oh in your dream that is.” jiyoon turns to walk away but y/n grab her arms. “wait-“ y/ns face snapped to the side after she was slapped by jiyoon. “dont touch me.”

y/n hold her cheeks looking at jiyoon as she walks away. she decide to turns away and leave, but she saw something that make it impossible for her to ignore. she saw a green light, a laser sight pointing towards jiyoon that make her quickly run and push jiyoon aside. “what the fuck-“ jiyoon got cut off when y/n quickly fish out her phone and call someone. “back entrance, at the parking, behind a black car. yes. mr. yoon’s daughter. yes, call the ambulance too.” jiyoon cant seem to grasp the situation theyre in. “who did you call just now? why did you push me? what is this y/n?” y/n didnt answer her and just lay down panting heavily.

the rescue team, one of them is y/n’s friend, comes and escort jiyoon to the car to ensure her safety. inside the car, jiyoon is still confuse with the situation shes in. she ask all the person in the car but none of them answer her. she heard the ambulance siren blaring and feels her phone vibrating inside her pocket. mr. yoon instructed her to stay at home for the time being making her more confuse.

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a couple days has past, now mr. yoon is visiting her daughter at their house. “appa, please tell me what had happened. ive been dying to know.” mr. yoon look at his daughter with uneasy expression on his face. “y/n... shes in critical condition.” jiyoon face full of shock. “what? w-what happened?” mr. yoon, still with the uneasy expression show her a confuse look. “you didnt know? y/n saved you from being shot.” suddenly, her body felt numb, and she could barely stands after hearing it.

“w-wait... t-that cant be true...”

[m0onbean]

A+ (High School AU!) Chapter 5

category: lots of fluff, still angsty 

pairing: eunwoo X reader

note: this chapter is sweet like honey, but long like a giraffe’s neck

You woke up peacefully, contrary to how you usually do. When you forced yourself to open your eyes, you unexpectedly found yourself still in the library. Your laptop was opened in front of you and textbooks were scattered around the desk.

That's when you looked up and saw that your hand was still holding onto Eunwoo's. You were about to quickly retract it out of embarrassment but you saw that he, too, was sleeping calmly. Only a few other teenagers were in the building, leaving the whole atmosphere silent and soothing.

Although you always felt like beating Eunwoo up because of how cocky he acted, those mean thoughts flew past you as you watched him snooze in tranquility. Because your left hand was occupied with holding his hand, you used your right one to reach over across the table and hesitantly stroke his hair as gently as you could.

This was one of the first times you started to become curious about how Eunwoo was like outside of school. You wondered about how his family life was, and what his life story was. Trying your best to not wake him up, you kept petting his hair which seemed to work since he didn't flinch at your touch. You realized that he never talked about his life at home, which made you become even more curious about him.

You took this time to admire his facial features. His jawline was stunning, skin was clear, and face was proportional. It was no wonder why girls always threw themselves at him all the time. Even more entrancing was his lips... they were thin but looked soft. They appeared glossy and were tinted with light pink. When you realized that you were admiring his lips, you mentally slapped yourself for feeling that way.

After all, he's just your partner for a project. Also, the whole school has a crush on him, you don't stand a chance. Even if he did like you back, the school would hate you in return. You sighed and rested your chin on the desk so you were on eye level with him.

Ruining the moment, your cell phone rings in your backpack loudly causing you to jump a little fumble around your backpack in search for it. Trying your best not to move a lot, you used your right hand to scout your backpack. When you finally grabbed a hold onto it and put it in front of your face, you saw that Ji Yoon was calling.

"Hello?" You said in a low voice to the speaker.

"(Y/N), where you at?" Jiyoon said in a loud, obnoxious voice.

"SHHHHHH!" You hissed into your phone. "I'm in a library! Lower your tone."

"Ooo, you're studying? What a good girl."

"Yes, I am working on a project right now. Look, I'm sort in a- uh- I don't know how to explain. It’s kind of crazy...I'll call you back later."

"Wha-"  

You hung up your phone rapidly and tossed it back into your backpack. When you checked on Eunwoo to see if the commotion woke him up, you saw that his eyes were still closed, indicating that he had slept through that messy phone call. You sighed out of relief and went back to petting his hair comfortingly.

His hair was curled in a fashionable way making him look thug-ish. The feeling was very satisfying, it was fluffy and silky, making you envy his healthy hair.

You took your hand back to start packing your stuff, but you felt a harsh grip on it, making you freeze. Eunwoo's head was still laid down and his eyes were closed in the same position, but his hand was raised to yours, grasping onto it tightly as if he was afraid to lose you.

"Don't leave," he pleaded in a sleepy voice.

"W-were you awake the whole time?"

Eunwoo finally opened his eyes and examined his surroundings. His eyes met yours.

This time, the weather in his eyes could be compared to summer. They were dancing around playfully and sparkling as bright as the scorching sun. You could see the intensity in them, just like how intense the heat is in the summer.

After what seemed like hours although it was seconds, Eunwoo got up and stretched his arms, letting go of your hand. The loss of warmth felt uncomfortable, felt unfamiliar. "Let's go get something to eat," he stated while watching you pack your backpack.

"I didn't bring my wallet," you sadly replied and stretched your arms too

"Aw shucks, I thought you could pay for me." He disappointingly groaned.

Shooting him a glare, you walked out of the library with everything in hand. He caught up behind you and put his long arm around your shoulder casually. "Well, I guess that's fine. I'll pay for us, since I'm rich and stuff."

"I would soooooo love to eat with you, but I have to head to my part time job."

He stopped in his tracks to look at you. "You have a part time job?"

You nodded your head and the both of you kept on walking together. Both of you already reached outside of the library, so you stopped and pulled his arm off of you.

"See you tomorrow." You waved and turned around to head to the conveince store. Just when you thought you were alone, the familiar arm came back around your shoulder.

"Nuh-uh, I'm not done with my questions."

"What is there to ask?"

"Well, you're too young and you're already working? Why is that?"

"Use your head," you poked him in the brain, "I need the money."

"Huh? Why? What do you need the money for?"

"To buy food and survive." You said in quieter voice, because you were slightly ashamed of it.

"Is that why you were crying the other day?"

You felt embarrased now that you thought back to it. He walked in on you having a pathetic moment in your life, which is something you wish nobody would see.

"Hey, now that you're done with your interoggating, you can leave now."

Eunwoo didn't obey you for he kept on strolling beside you. "What can I do? I feel bad for you (Y/N)..."

That's what you hated absolutely the most. People who pity you. The question sort of ticked you off, so you shoved his arm off of you and stared at him in the eyes. Your change of mood made Eunwoo have a double take.

"I don't need your sympathy, Eunwoo. I'm not like you. I'm not rich, popular, and my life isn't easy. I hate people like you the most, the people who are only nice to me because they feel like jerks if they aren't. Please, go away."

You tried to turn away, but Eunwoo grabbed you by your shoulders so you could face him.

"Eunwo-" You couldn't say anything because Eunwoo pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around you. He smelled nice, you had to admit. Although he didn't smell like cologne, he smelled like something way more freshing. It reminded you of teddy bears and palm trees, although those two had no correlation.

"(Y/N), don't ever say that again." Eunwoo said in a low voice which made you shudder.

"I'm going to be late," you said in a muffled voice.

"Quit your job."

You pushed your face off of his chest so you could look into his eyes. "What?"

"I'll help you instead."

You raised your eyebrow suspiciously. "You're not my sugar daddy Eunwoo."

He rolled his eyes at you. "Hey, do you think that I'm going to pay you for nothing! I'll help you find a job, a job that'll pay more and consumes less time."

"Where are you going to find that?"

He shot his signature wink at you. You smiled at that, but realized he saw you smile, so you covered it up with your serious face.

With a victorius face, he points at you childishly. "I made you smile!"

"Yeah, yeah whatever." you smacked his chest but grabbed his arm and put it back around your shoulder. "But how are you going to find me a job?”

“I know somebody.” He didn’t reveal anything else.

“I guess I’ll find out. Let's go eat some ramen!" You cutely exclaimed and started to skip down the streets

Eunwoo laughed at you then pulled you closer to him by his side, although he didn't think you noticed that protective action. Of course, you did notice. You noticed all the small things he did. Like how he would constantly check the look on your face to see if you were smiling, like how he bombarded you with questions whenever you told him something about yourself. It made you feel special, like you meant something to someone. You  hadn’t felt that in a long time.

It was 9 o'clock when you both left the library, although it wasn't worth noticing. Now, it was practically midnight. THAT, was worth noticing.

The dark skies were illuminated with the restaurant's dim fairy lights. At the ramen place you two were at, the mood was very easygoing and relaxing. Nobody else was in the building except for you two and the manager. Eunwoo and you were eating huge bowls of ramen together while talking and arguing about some pointless topics.

"I personally like to shower at night," you told Eunwoo before taking a big gulp of delicious noodles.

"Why? Showering in the morning gives you a fresh headstart and it also saves more time at night for completing homework."

You scoffed at his argument. "What homework? You never do it anyways, what do you have to worry about? Oh yeah, what time is it?"

He checked his phone and faced it towards you. It was 12:00 am already!!

"Oh shit!" You yelled and spat out the noodles you were packing in your mouth.

Eunwoo gave you a disguted look and handed you a napkin.

"It's fucking midnight!!" You loudly yelled while waving your hands in the air in panic.

"Do you have somewhere to be?" He curiously asked while slurping up his last bite of ramen.

You thought about his question carefully, "Oh... it's Friday."

Eunwoo just shook his head at you and wiped his mouth with his napkin.

"I guess it won't matter if I'm at home or not..." You circled your chopsticks around the bowl solemnly. For some reason, you lost your appetite.

"Why is that?"

"My mom doesn't give a flying fuck about me. Didn't I already tell you about this?" 

"No?" He scratched his head and tried to remember anything about you mentioning your parents.

"Every night my mom goes to the bar and gets drunk with strangers. She rarely comes back home, leaving me to survive on my own."

Eunwoo stayed quiet for a minute. It's not like he could relate to you. He had everything, you didn't.

"My mom loved my dad a lot. He was the only person she ever cared about. Hell, she didn't even care about me." You fluttered your eyes shut in fear that tears would escape on their own. "Imagine losing everything you ever loved. Imagine waking up feeling empty, feeling like you've lost it all. That's what she felt."

You felt the familiar warmth wrapped around your hand once again. Eunwoo was tightly gripping onto it, which made butterflies burst open in your stomach. Although you two have held hands casually now, every time it felt surprising.

"She didn't lose everything. She had you, but she was too dumb to realize it all along."

Those words made you feel a lot better about the situation. Eunwoo was correct, your mother had you all along. But she was too selfish, too self absorbed, too insensitive to ever realize that she wasn't the only one who loved your father. You loved him too. She didn't realize that she isn't the only person who felt empty after the divorce, she didn't realize...

Those goddamn tears rolled out of your eyes without you noticing until Eunwoo was by your side, wiping them off with his sleeve. "(Y/N), let's go."

"Go where?" You asked in a soft voice.

"Let's go to my house."

Chapter 4 Chapter 6 

[jeeseth]

— ˚. ᵎᵎ MY VIOLET .ᐟ bang jeemin .

angel is a regular teen at Wake1 Academy, juggling school and her close friends. as one of the admin for the academy's twitter/x account, she’s used to handling posts, but things change when anonymous confessions flood in — many aimed at her. though initially uneasy, she soon finds the messages sweet and starts to wonder who her secret admirer is. with her friends’ help, angel sets out to uncover the mystery while balancing school, friendships, and her own emotions.

tags .ᐟ smau, crack, fluff, non-idol au, high school au, loser in love jeemin !, cursing, unfunny jokes . lowercase intended, mens dni, grammatical errors . erm .

featuring .ᐟ izna, zerobaseone (hao and gunwook).

pairing .ᐟ bang jeemin x f!reader

status .ᐟ on hold

notes .ᐟ your name in this au will be ‘angel’. excuse all my mistakes since this is my first time ever doing something like this. this smau is made for fun and entertainment. most of the pictures in this au aren’t mine , credits to the rightful owners.

chapters — .ᐟ

profiles. angel and da gangs // pretty stalkers

01. anonymous confession

02. erm.. that was embarrassing!

03. pretty girl

04. back off

05. the bear is back!

06. wait a damn minute

07. freaky

08. mental breakdown

09. paparazzi

10. peach eyes (half written)

11. rambling after rambling

more to come.

taglist .ᐟ . (open)

@nwjnsloona , @qikuuu , @i0hnz , @saranglasses , @ourlovesarang , @p1hbrook , @yerimbrit , @awgeezwrld , @julian-han , @nwjsenthusiast , @kisshae , @kangshxrtie , @pangea11 , @gtfoiydlyj

[jeeseth]

sorry! , izna ot7

pairing , izna x fem!reader

context , how will izna apologise to their girlfriend after an argument!

tags — fluff! might be a little angsty tho, drabble?, idol/non-idol au, literally a different ways of apologising, this is just how i think the izna members will apologise!

﹟mai !

mai will def be the type that will apologise to you IMMEDIATELY after you two had a fight, like i can already imagine her holding your hands while apologising slowly to you 🥹 PLUS her loving and caring gaze staring right into your almost teary one at hearing her apology.

"baby, i’m sorry i didn’t mean it. i love you so much." she apologised while interviewing your hands with her!

i love our calm baby, like how can you stay mad at her when she’s looking you in the eyes while speaking to you softly. I LOVE HER SO MUCH

﹟jeemin !

our calm baby number two! will definitely stay quiet (sulk) for a while then she’ll realised that it was actually her fault and would come running to apologise to you <3

imagine you’re just chilling in the bedroom and she suddenly come running to you like a puppy seeing its owner! she’s a bear tho but whatever. anyway, i literally can see her standing over at the door with the biggest guilt look on her face.

"baby… i’m sorry." she mumbled, looking down on the floor. you swear you immediately forget that you’re mad at her once you saw the pout on her face. i would too tbh

﹟jiyoon !

she’s lowkey testing your patience even more after the fight AND during the fight (argument). jiyoon staring at you blankly as you keep scolding her, how can it not piss you off? but that’s the thing! she knew about it and she tried her best to try and get your forgiveness since she can’t stand the silent treatment you’re giving her.

imagine waking up the next day and you open your front door to get some fresh air but then, you see a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolate on your doorstep! oh and of course you saw a little note saying ‘sorry for pissing you off.’

dw, you texted her after that and said i love you to her! which makes the worry in jiyoon’s heart melt away!

"i love you more, stupid"

﹟koko !

one thing about her is that i can clarify that she’s a bit stupid! but cute kind of stupid obv <3 she won’t even understand that you were scolding her but after she realised it, she would just stare off to space and think about how should she apologise to you.

well the first thing she tries to do is definitely not to approach you… let’s just say that koko is the type to be scared of her own girlfriend. who wouldn’t but anyway! she’ll def tried to bake something but ended up almost burning the house down. you immediately rush to the kitchen after smelling something burning and you’re laughing your ass off after seeing all the flour splattered on her face. and that’s how you forget that you were mad at her! girlie barely tried and is already forgiven <3

﹟sarang !

clingy. physical touch. kisses. three words to describe the ryu sarang. you were already getting skeptical when you saw sarang just smiling at you as you scold her, but sarang just couldn’t resist the urge to kiss your stupid face right there! it does caught you off guard but it also does lessen your madness a bit!

"what was that for?"

"that’s the only way to make you stop scolding me" sarang giggle and pulls you into a tight hug like nothing happened. you don’t blame her tho, you really enjoyed being in her warm embrace <3!!

﹟jungeun !

hmm… why do i feel like she’ll just say a quick ‘sorry’ then went to sulk in her bedroom. jungeun def HATES fighting or arguing with you. so after every argument it’s always ended up with HER giving you the silent treatment… only for a while tho because it doesn’t affect you at all but it does affect her!

so she’ll just straight ahead and stand in front of you while you’re watching Netflix on the couch.

"i’m sorry. please don’t be mad at me. it was my fault."

cutie.

﹟saebi !

our cute crybaby!!! she would already be breaking into tears as soon as you stop arguing with her. she tried to not make it obvious that she’s literally bawling her eyes out but her sniffles really betrays her. also saebi sucking in harsh breath every five seconds 😭 i can imagine it.

would immediately failed at holding back her tears and went to cry into your arms instead. i’m not sure how’s that possible since she’s sooo tall but.. it’s fine cause it’s saebi!

and that’s how you spend the next few hours comforting her as she keeps apologising to you. it was cute tho it got you giggling the whole time.

"i-i’m.. i’m sorry.. please don’t leave- don’t laugh!" she sobbed burying her face on your shoulders <3

[jeeseth]

baby you’re my crush , izna

izna , fem reader

context , how the izna members act around their crush/when they have a crush!

tags — fluff, drabble?? idol/non-idol au, lowkey goofy, grammatical errors, this is just based on my imagination .

# mai !

mai is somewhat reserved, and i can definitely see her will often try to initiate conversations or find excuses to spend more time with her crush!

mai will def be a lil nervous, but soon enough she’ll get used to it! also i can see her volunteering to help you or go anywhere with you! also you always expect some sweet little notes inside your pencil case from her <3

# jeemin !

shy. that’s one way to describe jeemin. like i can def imagine this girl frequently stuttering whenever she has a conversation with you (also tomato jee!)

not only that, jeemin will often struggle to keep eye contact with you for too long BUT BUT just so you know when you weren’t looking, jeemin will always be admiring you!

# jiyoon !

will definitely try her best to not be awkward with you + don’t be surprised when she’s suddenly so nice to you! i can lowkey imagine jiyoon buying you a box of banana milk and would put it under your table ;D

she will NOT start a conversation with you (girlie is scared) so sometimes, it’s you who started the conversation to break the awkwardness… 🧍‍♀️

# koko !

this lil kokopuff is goofy and you love it. i can imagine her doing something goofy to catch your attention LIKE imagine you’re just chilling in class and then you saw her through the window as an undercover cleaner 😭

koko will definitely do anything to see you smile <3

# jungeun !

you will always caught her staring at you whenever you went, and ngl it does creep you out sometimes but it’s fine! bcz you find it cute when you look at her back and she’s blushingggg

also, i can see jungeun having small conversations with you everyday! imagine coming to school and she’s already there waiting for you at your locker ;)

# sarang !

you can’t change my mind but this girl is definitely SO ROMANTIC HELLO?? will often act very sweet and gentle around you (cutie)

also sarang is so straightforward?? girlie saw your hands and was like ‘hmm her hands looks nice, but def will look nicer intertwined with mine.’ and that’s how you found yourself hands in hands with sarang wherever you go !!

# saebi !

saebi is somehow very determined? she will definitely go out of her way to impress you and show you how caring she is!

ALSO ALSO matching keychains with saebi!!! one random day you found a keychain inside your locker with a little note saying : ‘match with meeee <3’

and you immediately know it’s saebi. cutie

[jeeseth]

FREE LOVE — yoon jiyoon x f!reader

you never knew that things could escalated this quickly. how did you went from buying iced americano at a random bakery (cafe) and somewhat managed to fell in love with the pretty grumpy barista .

tags ☕️ — fluff, non-idol au, coffee shop au, barista/baker!jiyoon, highschooler!reader, lowercase intended, mens dni, grammatical errors .

it's a hot summer evening as you make your way to the bakery you usually go to. the sun is sinking low, you can see it through the clouds. it's nearly time for you to buy your daily cup of iced americano.

you pushed open the door and the familiar scent of fresh baked goods and coffee greets you as you step into your favourite and comfort place. the interior is all warm wood, bright accents and high ceilings. it's an open space, just a long counter for placing orders and a little sitting area by one of the windows. there are other costumers here, but you obviously pay them no mind. your eyes are fixed on the tall person behind the cash register.

she is pretty, no doubt about that, with dark hair that falls just over her eyes, making it hard to tell what she's thinking. that combined with her height and slightly bigger frame (than yours) has your heart pounding away in your chest whenever you get close to her. not that it matters, because you’re not going to talk to her ever. there's just no way you possibly could. so you’re just gonna continue admiring that pretty girl from afar.

you let out a soft sighs as you approached the counter, ready to order your usual which is an iced americano. with extra ice because you’re crazy.

"the usual?" her low voice interrupts your thoughts, sending a shiver down your spine. you can feel your face going red in embarrassment and nod silently. you can already imagine how this little interaction is going to replay in your mind later tonight as you lay in bed.

she hums and turns around and starts preparing your order with practiced ease. you take that opportunity to look around the bakery like you always did. smelling the warm fresh breads that fills the bakery. you let out a soft hum from seeing how clean and tidy the bakery actually is. that’s kinda amazing knowing that this pretty girl works here alone.

you quickly looks back at the counter as the pretty barista hands your drink, hands almost touching. you swear you can feel your skin tingling at the near contact and it lowkey feels like your heart is about to burst out of your chest. you takes the cup and mumble a quiet ‘thank you’ before hastily leaving the bakery and blaming the heat for how red your face feels.

that night, as you lay in bed, you can't help but sigh as your head filled with the cute barista again. why does fate have to be so cruel? it's not fair that someone so perfect is so unreachable. you close your eyes, trying to relax and get some sleep, but the image of her is burned into your mind.

the next morning as you make your way to school, you can't help but to let out a deep sigh. you know it's stupid and you don't want to seem like a stereotype, but the first thing on your mind is coffee and that means going to the bakery again. you really should try and resist at least some of your urges, but just the thought of not seeing her makes your heart ache.

you push the door open with more force then necessary, bracing yourself for what is about to come. the first thing your eyes landed on is her, already behind the counter, looking as pretty as ever. as if she sensed your arrival her eyes turn to see you and her lips twitch up into a small smile.

your breath immediately catches in your throat as you let out an awkwardly smile at her, your heart already speeding up. you walk over to the counter, trying to act natural. you want to say something to her, anything. but all you manage to stutter out is your goddamn order. she just nods, no surprise showing on her face at your nervous behaviour and turns around to prepare your drink.

you mentally curses yourself when you literally stuttered in front of her. and now she probably thinks you’re stupid or something. as you wait for her to finish you take the opportunity to study her form. her shoulders are wide, covered by the fabric of her shirt. it fits her perfectly, not too tight but still emphasizing her broad shoulders. god she looks so good, like she literally walked right out of a dream.

after a while, she turns around and place your drink on the counter. but what makes you confused is that there’s a piece of freshly baked bread with it. did you even order any bread? you look up at her and titled your head.

"hey um sorry but, i didn’t order any bread." you said, trying to sound as calm as possible. she let out a small chuckle before smiling at you. damn.

"take it. i'll give it to you for free." she smiles and hands you the drink and the bread. your cheeks immediately heats up when you feels her fingers brushing against your hand. was that on purpose?

you quickly pays and gets ready to leave but she stops you by handing you your balance. "don’t forget your money, sweet girl." she chuckles softly. you let out a small smile before quickly leaving the bakery. what the hell just happened. you glance at your hand and noticed a little piece of paper with your balance.

your eyes widen and your heartbeat starts beating faster when you see what’s written on the paper. in the cursive handwriting it wrote, ‘come again tomorrow. -jiyoon’. you let out a shaky breath while putting that piece of paper inside your pocket. jiyoon. that pretty barista and baker name is jiyoon.

you're not sure how and why but, your legs and heart keeps bringing you back to this stupid bakery just to see jiyoon. ugh. you're down bad for that pretty barista. at this point, you don't even care at how much you had already spend buying an iced americano everyday at her bakery. as long as you get to see her... it's worth every penny.

"are you single?" i'm sorry what. your head snaps up when you hear that annoyingly pretty voice. you look up from whatever you were reading and saw jiyoon sitting in front of you with a literal broom in her hand. seems like she was in the middle of cleaning this bakery. jiyoon rests her chin on her palm as she waits for your answer. why is she so damn straightforward.

you fiddles with the cup of iced americano in your hands before mumbling shyly while avoiding jiyoon's intense gaze. "umm, yes." you muttered, a blush creeping up your cheeks.

seeing you blush at such simple yet amusing question makes jiyoon chuckles quietly, she continue to admire you who is sitting in front of her. jiyoon took noticed of the book you're reading and smiles softly when she realized you're still schooling. it was silence for a while before jiyoon decided to break it.

"still in high school?" jiyoon asks while looking at you curiously. you looks up from your books and nods your heads. jiyoon hums in response when you nodded. you're in your third year already and that's why you need your daily iced americano to stay alive with all these stuff. jiyoon on the other hand has just graduated high school a year ago.

"i got exams coming up, that's why i need your iced americano everyday." you giggles softly when you see jiyoon surprised expression. she wasn't expecting that but by hearing your words, it warms something inside jiyoon's heart. she's glad that this bakery that she decided to open can help students like you.

jiyoon let out a small chuckle as she continue to admire you studying in her bakery. jiyoon has completely forgotten to clean her bakery floor. so what? at least she can see you up close now.

days turns into weeks and weeks turns into months. after all those blood, sweat and tears you finally finished your exam. no more stressing. and that also means you can finally hang out with jiyoon. oh wait. forgot to mention that you and jiyoon has becomes close during those times. don't ask how. it's clearly because of jiyoon stupid dad jokes and pick up lines. but it's okay because it's jiyoon.

you're currently sitting in jiyoon's bakery, waiting for her to close it and calls it a day. while scrolling through your phone, you glance at the table where jiyoon's phone is at. you know you shouldn't but you can't help to peek a little when you saw a notification pops up on jiyoon's screen. seeing jiyoon's lockscreen has completely makes you forgot to see the notifications. you heartbeat quickens when you saw a candid picture of you studying on jiyoon's lockscreen. some people might creep out when they saw something like this but you were so happy when you saw it. you find this small gesture to be very meaningful and touching. it definitely warms your heart!

after a while, jiyoon came to sit in front of you with a piece of bread in her hands. she smiles before handing it to you. you took it and let out a quiet thanks which makes jiyoon chuckles.

jiyoon continue to admire you and watch carefully as you took a sip of your americano. you and jiyoon talks for a while before jiyoon took notice of you not even touching the bread she gave earlier. jiyoon raised an eyebrows and asks you softly.

"why aren't you eating it?" jiyoon mumbles, glancing at the bread on the table. don't you like it? but jiyoon has been giving you the same kind of breads for a month now. you sighs softly before giggling afterwards. jiyoon frowns deepens when you giggles.

"jiyoon, i’m gluten intolerant."

"what."

[jeeseth]

DEBUT — izna x f!reader

izna members reaction when they saw their girlfriend in the crowd cheering loudly for their debut .

tags 💭 — fluff, drabble, idol au, all of this is based on my delusions, lowercase intended, mens dni, grammatical errors .

a/n — congrats to my girlies on their debut! stream izna!

> mai !

at first, she doesn’t noticed you standing in the crowds yet. but while she’s interacting and waving to some of the fans and that’s when she spotted you. you could immediately see her eyes and smile lit up! just by seeing you there in the crowd cheering, it already makes mai feel so much better! suddenly her nervousness vanished in an instant once her eyes landed on you.

also also! mai will find herself giggling during her ending fairies because you were screaming her name so loudly <3

> jeemin !

seeing jeemin debuting almost makes you shed a tear. (i did cry my whole life out) you told jeemin beforehand that you’ll be there at her debut showcase. once jeemin walks into the stage, her calm and neutral expression can be seen as she waves to her fans. jeemin saw you in the crowd not long after, you swear you can see jeemin trying not to smile when she saw you. she would frequently do some poses your way so that you can capture it and put it on your lockscreen like you always did.

also… jeemin making your mouth went wide open by seeing her performance. like damn. you’re lucky.

> jiyoon !

this girl is lowkey so goofy 😭 i can imagine jiyoon doing goofy little poses for you just to see you laugh. but but! she’ll definitely impress you with her live vocals. like girl? you literally melted on the spot once jiyoon started talking. well that’s the thing, you don’t really care because yk you’re gonna hear that pretty voice of hers everyday :P

she’s a completely different person when performing tho! just like that her goofy personality are replaced with her idol personality(?) i suck at english excuse me.

> koko !

goofy girl number two! she’s not as goofy on stage because she’ll definitely find her ways to impress you with her dance! you knew your girlfriend is good at dancing but DAMN? she saw you in the crowd and suddenly her confidence level went 🆙

would secretly sends hearts your way and it makes you giggles happily knowing that your girlfriend still doesn’t forget to interact with you <3

> sarang !

this flirty girl. her eyes immediately landed on you once she’s on the stage. and yk, she won’t stop winking and giving you flying kisses every two minutes. i feel like sarang won’t even care about the other fans once she saw you 😭 girlie don’t give a damn about those dating scandals.

not only that, this girl literally won’t stop flirting with you hello? like the cameras?? EVEN WHEN PERFORMING. she’ll send winks your way and it makes your heart melt every now and then. also i can see sarang doing whatever it takes to meet you backstage later.

> jungeun !

i can imagine jungeun going soooo shy when she saw you in the crowd. she would waves at you before quickly looking away, trying to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks! would frequently steals a glance your way even when she’s performing.

ALSO jungeun doing the aegyo challenge clearly caught you off guard but but! it warms jungeun heart when she saw you laughing happily.

> saebi !

she’s already all smiley and happy once she stepped into the stage but her smile gets even wider when she saw you in the crowd! her eyes is literally filled with love and affection as she gazed at your way 🥹

saebi can barely focus on what she’s doing because she can’t help but to glance at you every seconds. also saebi getting all pouty when you raised your phone which has her goofy polaroid on the back!

[jeeseth]

wyd? , izna .

izna , fem reader

context , texting izna wyd and sending it back to them

tags — fluff, idol/non-idol smau, based on my imagination and delusions, ib by the tiktok trend!

a/n — i really enjoyed doing this HIIHIHI

[jeeseth]

kinda need a baker jiyoon fic after she revealed in koko's bday live that she does baking and loves bread 🍞

maybe one of those cliche coffee shop fics but in bakery setting with a twist b̶r̶e̶a̶d̶

reader/yn surely definitely absolutely does NoT have gluten intolerance 🤭 #ynhatesbreadbutjiyooncan'tknowthat

here you go anon ! ty for the amazing request <3

[yerimbrit]

congratulations newlyweds!

elevator: going up!

synopsis: getting trapped? in an elevator? with your crush? that only happens in fiction!

< pairing ! > yoon jiyoon x fem!reader

< tags ! > fluff, trapped in an elevator, happy valentines!!, also happy birthday @jeeseth, ft. koemin, theyre just two silly girls

< wordcount ! > ~700 this is a shortfic

< warnings ! > kys/kms jokes, they are trapped

the elevator doors opened and you walked in, eyes widening slightly as you turned to see jiyoon behind you. yoon jiyoon was everyone’s crush. and also your friend. and maybe you had a crush on her, but so what?

you moved to press the button for the ground floor, looking up in surprise as your finger met jiyoon’s

“sorry…” jiyoon smiled.

“no problem!  i like your puppy bag…” you trailed off.

“thanks-”

jiyoon got cut off abruptly by the elevator slamming to a halt and the lights flickering off. the floor seemed to slam into you and you lost your sense of balance, toppling over… into jiyoon’s arms.

“are you okay?” she asked. her voice sounded worried but you couldn’t make out her facial expression in the dark.

“your perfume smells nice…” you said absent-mindedly, before snapping back to reality. “i mean- i’m fine. thanks for catching me.”

“no problem.”

you sighed, sliding to the floor.

“are we really stuck here?”

“looks like it. hey, could you turn your flash on? i can’t find my phone.”

you had liked the darkness because it meant jiyoon couldn’t see the red on your face but still, you turned the flashlight on your phone so that she could dig through her bag and pockets.

the light lasted all of 20 seconds before it went out, the screen of your phone turning black.

“i guess i forgot to charge my phone last night…”

she sighed. “it’s okay.”

she fished around blindly in her bag until her hand brushed against something smooth and rectangular. 

“i found my phone!” she exclaimed joyfully.

you watched as she started texting someone.

jiyoon from chem: im stuck in an elevator

jeemani: HELP??? which one

jiyoon from chem: the one in the dorm next to the entrance also im with yn

jeemani is typing…

she sat down next to you on the far corner of the elevator and placed her phone face up between you.

“how long do you think it’s going to take until we get rescued?”

“i just texted jeemin so hopefully not that lon-” she was cut off by a notification from her phone, lighting up the whole elevator.

jeemani: HAHAHAHA URE W YN??? you should kiss her i know you want to~~~

jeemani its so funny how ure stuck in an elevator w ur CRUSH like u could kiss her rn.

you watched as jiyoon seemed to go through the five stages of grief right before your eyes. it was kind of amusing to see the cool, chic campus crush lose the nonchalant façade.  

“that’s not- i-” she picked her phone up and started typing, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

jiyoon from chem: BANG JEEMIN KYS ACTUALLY IM GOING TO KILL YOU AFTER I GET OUT OF THIS ELEVATOR MARK MY WORDS OH MY GOD. SHE SAW THE FUCKING NOTIF IM GOING TO KMS

jeemani its okay you’ll get loser rizz points

jiyoon was partway though typing “CHOKE!!!” when you tapped her on the shoulder.

“hm?” she turned to you.

“i like you too.”

jiyoon’s phone dropped to the floor with a clatter. “really?”

you didn’t answer– instead, you pulled her in for a kiss. it was a short kiss, but it left both your pulses racing. you felt like your heart was going to beat out of your chest.

“i hope i didn’t misread the situation…” you said nervously

“i think it’s impossible to misread the situation especially considering bang FUCKING jeemin – sorry – made it so crystal clear.”

“well, if she didn’t send that text then we wouldn’t be together so… it’s a good thing!”

“if you look at it that way, then i guess…do you want to go on a date after we get out of here?”

“my class will probably be over by the time we get out so, sure!”

when the elevator lights finally flickered on and you and jiyoon stepped out on the ground floor, you were greeted by none other than jeemin and koko. “congratulations newlyweds!” read the message passing by on koko’s phone that she washolding in the air.

“i take it it went well, considering jiyoon’s smudged lipstick?”

“who kissed who?” koko asked eagerly.

“yn kissed me first.”

“HA! i told you jiyoon unnie was too much of a coward to initate a kiss! pay up,” koko said, holding her hand out to jeemin, who sighed and handed her 10000 won.

“jiyoon owes me a meal anyways, considering i was basically the initiator of her relationship.”

“i am NOT buying anything for you.”

“you’re so mean!”

a/n: happy valentines!!! unfortunately i do not have a gf this time of year but NEXT YEAR TRUST