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[9s-fic-recs]

a taste of something new — a soobin smau (+ written chapters)

summary: soobin doesn't like the fact that he's being peer pressured into finding a girlfriend just because of a stupid bet his friends decided to come up with, but what if someone else in a similar situation finds him and they decide to help each other?

or the one where y/n really wants a playstation 5 and soobin wants his friends to leave him the fuck alone, so they decide to pretend they're together for a while just to get what they so desperately need.

a/n: this is my second smau so i'm excited!! it's gonna be lighter and probably shorter & faster paced than ghosting, but i hope it's still enjoyable. i just really wanted to write something cliché and only god can judge me

rating: 16+

release date: march 5th, 2022

ending date: november 24th, 2022

status: finished

pairing: choi soobin x fem!reader, mentions of giselle (aespa) x jisung (skz) [don't ask me i just put the first two people that came to my mind together], maybe some other pairings on the side who tf knows i have zero control over my characters [edit: i was right. we got beomgyu x yeji. don't ask me. i don't know.]

content: smau with written chapters, fluff, crack but not really bc i'm not that funny some angst tbh, fake dating, strangers to friends (to idiots) to lovers, pining!!! mutual pining!!!, college!au, barista!soobin (& barista!beomgyu too) but i don't think that's too relevant for the story tbh, opposites attract?? ig

warnings: lots of swearing bc i can't hold back, some suggestive parts and some mentions of sex but nothing actually explicit bc i don't write smut so don't worry, written chapters are kinda long, this whole thing is cliché as fuck, sunoo's age has been adjusted by one year to fit with the rest, they're dumb and i love them

more info + chapters under the cut!

featuring: the rest of txt, sunoo (enhypen), yeji (itzy), giselle (aespa), huh jiwon (cherry bullet) shows up a few times, kim doyeon (weki meki) shows up once just to be annoying :/, han jisung (skz) is mentioned and might show up every now and then, others will probably be mentioned as well

MORE CONTENT: playlist

PROFILES: powerpuff girls + prof. sunium, hybe boyz

00. TEASER

01. what the fuck sunoo

02. ps5 (written, 1.1k)

03. is this minho

04. take the damn money

05. i want the deets

06. not that bad — part one (sns), part two (written, 1.4k + sns)

07. pet my hedgehog

08. free chocolate

09. cotton candy (written, 1.7k)

10. favorite bunny

11. stubborn ass

12. five words (written, 2.8k + sns)

13. i'm serious

14. screenshot time!

15. lowkey cute

16. hiss hiss (written, 2.8k)

17. sleeping beauty

18. besties

19. boop (written, 2.9k + sns)

20. gross

21. most lovable thing

22. cute barista boyfriend

23. just tired (written, 2.8k)

24. the joker

25. double date

26. do you get deja vu?

27. good luck with that (written, 2.8k)

28. a little complicated (written, 2.6k)

29. sulk in peace

30. wimp

31. practicing (written, 3.5k)

32. exhausting

33. conflicted (written, 2.8k)

34. do the thing

35. long night (sns + written, 2.9k)

36. i promised you (written, 2.8k)

37. new song

37.5. a simp

38. nightmares (written, 3k)

39. weird...

40. ungrateful fuck

41. the hwang yeji effect — part one, part two

42. two weeks — part one (sns + writen, 3.3k), part two (sns)

43. something stupid

44. you're my friend (written, 5.4k)

45. help — part one (sns), part two (sns + written, 899)

46. feeling bad

47. i said i like you (sns + written, 2.7k)

48. brilliant

49. you gotta earn it

50. say you love me (written, 9k)

50.5. y'all are fake

epilogue. my boyfriend

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[9s-fic-recs]

⇢ i hate you because...

SYNOPSIS - Choi Beomgyu was one of the few (read: only) people you immediately disliked first meet and he just couldn't feel any more the same. But of the many differences that you guys had, there's one of them unbeknownst to both of you - the reasons for the childish resentment.

PAIRING - choi beomgyu x f!reader

GENRES - fluff﹒slight lots of angst . enemies to lovers . oneshot .

WORD COUNT - 5.4k

WARNINGS - amateur writing + i wrote this in one sitting so i didnt proofread it sorry if something doesn't make sense T-T

reason #0: ...BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU DID 7 YEARS AGO

It's almost expected for little kids to dislike the opposite gender. Whether it'd be because of the deadly cooties disease, or the grossness of the opposite gender or even just innocent crushes masked as dislike - though the rule was apparent, you're socially not supposed to like people different from you.

Some boys, you remember, were often downright despicable. So you did have some reason to dislike them. However, you remember the time when one of your friends would come up to you at recess during fourth grade and go on and on about how some boy wouldn't stop pulling on her ponytail. Before you could tell her that he was mean and ugly (like a fourth grader would say to comfort their friend) she pulled hard on your arm and said something even your little brain thought was strange, "I think he likes me."

It was like ever since your friend confided in you that perhaps Mingyu from English class fancied her, four other people throughout the fourth grade pulled you aside and talked about their crushes to you.

You weren't informed about the new social change until that year. "I hate him means I like him Y/N, catch up!" your friends would tease.

Why wouldn't you believe your experienced friends? Of course you believed them...that is until fifth grade rolled around. A new kid had transferred, new to town. When you read back on your life, it was like a classic cliche.

The class hadn't started so it was still roaring with mischievous laughs and acts. As usual, you found yourself in the corner of the classroom, laying your head down on your table. But when you randomly open your eyes, you don't expect to see an unfamiliar boy (mainly because of the small town you lived in) and your lovely teacher, Mrs. Park talking.

Mrs. Park had her arms around him, and to you he looked shy - even reserved would be a word to describe him that moment.

When you squint, trying to listen to what your teacher was telling him, the boy makes direct eye contact with you and you could swear you saw the little bit of annoyance flash on his face. But you ignore it.

When the bell rings and everyone was seated at their respective assigned seats, as expected your teacher introduces the boy as a new transfer student.

"Beomgyu", you'd learn was his name.

You thought little of him, he was just a boy.

And when he was assigned to seat in the empty seat - the one behind you, you still thought little of it.

When you go to the back of your classroom to take out your bag from the cabinet, his facial expression made you feel uneasy. Why was he smiling like that? Eh, you dismissed those thoughts and again, thought little of it.

When your friend gasped, seemingly in pure horror, you thought little of it. She was always prone to dramatic outbursts you'd think to yourself at that moment.

That is, until she pulls you to the bathroom, turns you around slightly just enough for you to be able to look at the back of your head in the mirror, and says "Look."

Chewed pink bright bubblegum was stuck right in the middle of the back of your head. And at that moment, you knew you've never felt this way. Not when your mom took away your devices, not that one time your dad refused to buy you ice cream, not that one time your little sister pulled out your hair, not that one time you got yelled at by your parents, not that one time you received a bad grade for your class. Not one time have you felt this pure rage.

Deep inside, and it was almost like an instinct mind you, you knew who the culprit was. "Beomgyu."

Social expectations were never rules because when you decided you hated the person who caused you to get the worst haircut of the entirety of the fifth grade body, you knew you meant exactly what you said. You hated him. You hated Beomgyu.

reason #1: ...BECAUSE YOU HATE ME

The shy reserved boy you thought you made eye contact with a year ago was nowhere to be seen. How did you even come to that conclusion in the first place? Because Beomgyu, an 11 year old, couldn't be any more opposite than the word shy. He was the life of the party. Of course, in the middle school sense. He knew everyone, and everyone knew him.

At first, you thought maybe it was the appeal of him having the new kid title. But you were proven false, because if it was, the appeal would've died long ago. And you wouldn't be hearing every other day how funny he was, how cool he was, how friendly he was, how...god, you hated him.

"Oh my god! I just got invited to Beomgyu's-", your friend, Sieun, immediately put a hand over her mouth.

And you scoff at it. You know its because you were there. At this point, the whole entirety of the school knew of this narrative - Beomgyu did not like you. Which made your blood boil because you hated him first, not the reverse. At least your friends knew the truth, that was enough for you.

"I don't care if you mention him Eun."

"I just don't get why he hates you so much...no matter what you did, isn't it a bit cruel to invite the majority of the school except you?", she sighed.

'Kay. Maybe they didn't.

"Sieun, I don’t care if he didn’t invite me. Actually, I was praying that he wouldn’t send me an invitation.”

No, that was a lie. You kind of did want to go to the birthday party, not because it was beomgyu’s but because everyone else was going. And also because it was well known at the school that Beomgyu’s parents were rich. So his house would probably be fun..

After a while of everyone getting invited except you and your friends, you had thought that at least he left your friends alone and you don’t have to feel lonely about not going. But, no. Now you’re officially the only one without a birthday invitation. 

All the more reason to hate him. Especially when you did nothing to get this sort of treatment from him - you were the one wronged, not him.

reason #2: ...BECAUSE I JUST DO

When there was a month left of summer break, you start to get the weird sense of missing school. You knew once you got back in, you'd regret ever feeling school-sick. But you cherished these emotions greatly, it's a rare occurrence so why not?

It was still sunny, ice cream melting onto your hands easily. "Eighth grade will be our best year I can feel it."

You nod slowly, Sieun said this three summers in a row, none of the years being more than mediocre. But still, you appreciated your friend's insistence on a great year. Or the best year as she calls it.

The hot dirty stairs that both of your legs were making bare contact with, was annoyingly the only thing you could sit down on. The town had barely any interest in investing - even more so on one public bench.

"Hey, I'm gonna go. The sun's about to set, mom's gonna get so mad at me." she gets up removing any dirt that might be on her shorts.

You wave goodbye to her like you usually did, and she'd skip away like she usually did.

If you had known that was the last time you'd see your best friend, maybe you wouldn't have done your usual routine. And maybe you would've for a change, pulled her into a hug.

It was three o'clock in the morning and you were more than tired. The yelling and panicking of getting ready so early baffled you...you weren't informed of this prior to today. But your dad was folding clothes into a bag quick than you'd ever seen him, your mom was taking care of waking you guys up and dressing formally than you'd ever did. What was the reason?

You asked your parents tons when you were in the car, but it was complete silence. You didn't want to feel anxious though, especially when your parents eyes were sparkling with what you'd find was hope. But...still. Why?

If you would've known it was because you guys would move into the city, you would've unlocked the door and ran out when you had the chance. Preferably to Sieun's house - her mom wouldn't have minded adopting you anyway.

And even more annoying than the bland white walls of the airport, the tiredness of hurried families, was the face of a boy you dreaded to see.

Beomgyu.

You can acknowledge that its been years ever since the gum incident - even the birthday incident at that and maybe the hatred didn't even derive from those anymore. Maybe it was instinctual. Was that how it worked?

Well, it had to, because you hated his face. You hated his walk. You hated his laugh if you've ever heard it. You hated his smile if you'd ever see it. You hated everything about it.

And suddenly the grogginess from waking up in the break of dawn had disappeared, because the passion that had stirred up inside you was due to pure...pure hatred and it was enough to keep you alert.

reason #1: ...BECAUSE YOU NEVER LIKED ME

When Beomgyu learned he was finally moving away from Seoul to a secluded town, he had never been happier. His parents put him through therapy to prepare for the "big" move but his excitement was over the roof. He was tired of the loudness he'd wake up to at night, he was tired of the constant police sirens, he was tired of the yelling of his stressed parents - he blamed it all on the city.

He disliked it in every sense. The school he was attending even worse. Through that school did he learn that his family was "broken" as they called it, through it did he learn how much money his family made effected the outlook of his life.

"Whachu gonna do? Run to your rich daddy and bribe the principle to expel me?"

Yeah, third graders were painfully aware of things. And they were painfully mean. He knew what they'd say was true but he wasn't ready to hear it at eight years old. So he made sure to bite the boy's fingers till it bled.

He got suspended.

So, yeah. He was happy he'd finally leave.

His small imaginative mind never knew what to expect - but it was definitely not whatever happened that day. People were so nice, he never thought they would be.

"Beomgyu, right? Wanna play tag with us during recess?"

He was sure his eyes probably were glowing with those sparkles, because he never got invited to play...not until now.

"Yeah!"

And throughout the whole day, kids would come up to him and ask him about city life. He'd lie about it, of course. When they asked if he missed his friends "back home", he'd lie again. White small lies don't hurt, especially at the benefit of people's high regard for him.

When last period of the day rolled around, he was tired. Especially after running around during recess. Can he have it in him to get more friends? He doesn't know if he can handle more..

He felt someone's eyes on him when he was talking to Mrs Park - trying to get out of introducing himself. When he looked at the person, they were 1. a girl, 2. annoyed?

He could swear he just saw you rolling your eyes at him - which brings him back to Seoul. Right back there. Was he dramatic? Yes. For a little kid devoid of attention? Not really.

He got the expected, people running to him after introducing himself (as per Mrs. Park's demands).

He also got a seat behind you, the girl who seemed to dislike him. Maybe I did something wrong? He was focused on trying to make it up to you somehow while the teacher was talking away.

He taps your shoulder and you turn to him, "This class is kinda boring heh-"

Your eyebrows furrow, really, really deep. And you turn away to face the board again.

God. Did he just make it 10x worse?

Oh no...do you hate him?

But I didn't do anything! Now he was left in his desk sulking, thinking of ways to make you not dislike him. He doesn't want to be disliked by one person, because one person can make everyone else dislike him...he doesn't think he can handle that again.

After the bell rang, some people waved bye to him. He had friends. It all felt surreal, like a dream.

That is, until he remembers you exist again.

It's his last chance to prove to you he's worthy of being liked.

When you randomly turn to look at him, he smiles. To show you that he's a nice person. But the expression on your face was mere disgust, he remembers, he's sure it was disgust.

He didn't want to do anything but cry that day, no matter how many friends he made, a person who never said a word to him made him forget about the euphoria for a day. For a day in that small town, he felt lonely just like Seoul. It was all your doing.

And after two years, he learns he has to move there again. With you by his side. The reasons why were complicated, but it had to do with his parents arguing again. Frankly, he didn't care anymore.

But what he cared about, was how you looked at him.

What he felt at the airport upon seeing you there, with the usual hatred he was sure you harbored, he couldn't help but requite it. He hated you too.

reason #3: ...BECAUSE YOU STOLE MY FIRST

"Mom, why did we move without telling anyone -- MOM!", she was ignoring all questions regarding your moving. She never responded, not even negatively.

Did she even care about how you felt? How it felt leaving everything behind to somewhere completely foreign? Clearly she didn't, because she acted like everything was fine.

As it was your first day at your new school, she packed your lunch, but instead of the usual bag she'd put it she packed it in brand new lunch box. It was nothing out of ordinary, the box wasn't even the issue. It's all the little things that add up to this. The new clothing, new hairstyle, different brand soap, new bag.

It's like she wanted to erase anything you guys usually did back in the town. And it made you feel extreme fury. You felt mad at the situation, but you're sure now, looking back that you were a lot more angry than normal - but most likely due to you experiencing new hormonal changes.

"Ms. Choi's kid is coming to pick you up so you guys can walk together, go get ready."

You couldn't believe her. She knew you hated Beomgyu. You even remember shedding a few tears about being the only person not invited to his birthday in sixth grade - but all of a sudden she forgets this because she's all friendly with his mom?

What you said next was definitely hormones, you would take it back if you could, but it happened. The first time you'd ever say it, "I hate you mom." You storm out of the kitchen; it wasn't the last.

You tried leaving the house before Beomgyu showed up, but it was too late. The moment you opened the door, he was there. He awkwardly waved his hand at you, you try your best to give him a smile but ultimately fail.

The thing about you and him was that you guys never really talked, maybe a few times for a class but not out of free will. You don't know what he likes, you don't know what he does, you just know the things you used to hear in both sixth and seventh grade. And he probably doesn't know you have this hidden irrational hatred for him. Which then makes you think if you should even keep up with the strong dislike of his existence..it was just giving you a headache after all.

Yeah, no - you never dismissed a thought so fast. You thought your hatred for him would never grow because it was truly large enough as it is, but when he held a smile towards your mom saying he promised he'd "take care of you" then shutting the door, purposefully going down the steps fast, avoiding walking side by side with you...he's a fucking snake. That was what he was.

To both of yours dismay, you had to be stuck to the hip. One, because of your mothers sudden bonding, two, because none of you had made any friends. It was kind of shocking to you actually, you knew Beomgyu as this extroverted class clown kinda guy - but he was awfully quiet these past few months. You never found out the reason for his sudden change of behavior that year, but you never asked. It wasn't your position to - even when you guys could manage an hour long of free-will conversation now.

After you graduated middle school, you thought they were hormones. They had to be hormones. Because there was no way.

Just no way.

That your reaction to the smile he had as he got his certificate, was something less than annoyance. More than familiarity. More than fondness. It was awe. You were in awe at his smile, at his smile at you when he flashed you a silly thumbs up.

There's no way you liked a guy. Let alone, Beomgyu. The bane of the entirety of your existence.

The denial stage for you was fast as a 14 year old - you knew you liked him.

You even spent the entirety of summer with him. You'd never in your life think you'd be at his house at fourteen, talking like you were the bestest friends ever, watching movies and playing video games. You didn't even want to hide liking him anymore.

Barely a week before the both of you would start high school, you were watching a movie about it. It was a typical romance but one that resembled yours way too much for your comfort.

Maybe Beomgyu noticed too because instead of the usual unwanted commentary, he was silent. When the leads kissed, it was even more uncomfortable. Usually, you wouldn't care. You both passed through a total of three sex scenes previously, it wasn't awkward then. Why was it now?

When Beomgyu got a hold of the remote and paused it, you thought maybe he had to go to the bathroom again. But he didn't get up. He was still sitting.

"Do you - like..- want to - Should we kiss?"

You thought you would've fractured your neck with the way you turned to him, your eyes wide and your mouth still filled with popcorn.

With the way you reacted, he couldn't have been more embarrassed. He's expecting a rejection, he should've known.

So he was quick to retract, "I mean, if you don't w-want to- I'm just saying for like practi-"

"Practice?"

Looking at you expectantly, he nods quickly.

"Okay. For practice."

When he leaned in like the movies, and your hand was on the back of his neck, you were positive you liked him at fourteen. Positive, even when your teeth crashed, and when he awkwardly tried to slip in a tongue. And finally when his nose bumped into yours, you push him away laughing.

"That was so bad." but for a first kiss, you didn't care. You were giddy you got to kiss your crush, even if it was for practice.

He laughed along too, "Come on it was nice!!"

You roll your eyes, it wasn't and you knew he knew that too...but that made it all the more special. You wished this summer would go on forever.

That summer had to be just a fragment of some sort of dream you had - or it had to be idealized to fit your fantasies, because Beomgyu never talked to you after it.

Did you do something wrong? Was the kiss that bad? Does he not like you anymore? Did he even like you?

You were back to square one - except this time, you were at the receiving end of the stick and you didn't know why.

And when he walked at the other side of the sidewalk just like the beginning of 8th grade, you knew you weren't friends anymore.

"Hey, what happened with you and Beomgyu?" your mom had said once, and to it you shrugged nonchalantly. Tears were going to drop if you hadn't immediately distracted yourself with something else. This was more of embarrassment than your liking for him at this point.

Your pride was hurt but it's been a while now, and you've chosen to forget it ever happened just like he did. Especially when you managed to make friends during freshman year; making it all that much easier to forget your first friendship in this city.

Unfortunately to your dismay, one of your closer friends, Soobin, had to befriend Beomgyu as well - you opted out of telling him anything regarding your history with him. It didn't matter all too much anyway. You never saw him at school.

That was until a rumor had spread, and you soon found out it was about you.

"Ya heard? The cute freshman's a horrible kisser!"

"Y/N right? Damn, that sucks."

"I don't know about you guys but I'd still hit."

The laughter that erupted were so loud, they were so goddamn loud. The tears were pouring out already, you knew who did this. You knew who created this "rumor".

"Y/N, I - ..I didn't mean for it to-", Beomgyu had caught you outside the classroom's door, or rather you caught him there. When he felt someone's gaze on him, he turned around - to find your eyes bloodshot and full of so much tears. They were glossy, and he knew that meant you heard what he heard.

But that didn't matter, the objectivity of the situation did not matter. Because whatever made you think your dislike for him reached its peak, it had just gotten worse. You hate him. You hate Beomgyu? No. You hate him so much. You hate him so so much. You despised Beomgyu.

You ignored his red knuckles and his pleading worries to explain, because when you turned away from him, going back to the cafeteria, you knew that you would do whatever it took for you to make him miserable in high school.

reason #2: ...BECAUSE YOU'RE BETTER

He wanted to know his hater better - you, you're the hater by the way (if you hadn't noticed already). To try and figure out the flaws he had, he just needed to know what you excelled at and if he didn't excel at it. Because based on the article he read, "the first most likely reason for an individual to hate another for no particular reason" was a superiority complex.

He found this out the first time he'd met you in Mrs. Park's class, you were a teacher's pet. But would you really pride yourself on being one? If that was the reason for your implied superiority complex, then he'd be okay with you hating him for the rest of his life.

Okay, it was kind of fast how he got proven right, you definitely did not pride yourself on following orders (well, you did but it wasn't the biggest thing), it was your grades.

You were the smartest kid. And it wasn't the usual, "Oh, she answers the most questions in class" no, it was greater. Maybe because of the small town setting at the time but every parent knew about you.

Actually, he even fondly remembers bonding with people in his grade because you guys's parents couldn't stop comparing your grades to the top student - you. "Be more like Y/N" or "Surpass Y/N" were the phrases he gathered most students heard.

It was even more prevalent though when you guys had moved to Seoul and his mom bonded with yours. When his mom became even more fond of you, he started to get jealous. And tired.

The expectations on him from his mom were stricter than usual, granted that could be because he was going into a grade where points mattered, but he didn't care. It was still tiring, and even when for the short period of time you guys were friends, he felt jealous. Every time you'd laugh with his mom, every time you'd help her out, every time you'd be considerate towards her - because he knew that you were the daughter his mother never got to have. He knew he was less than.

And when you end up joining the band that had initially rejected him a few days ago - any hints of guilt that he still felt disappeared completely. You were taking everything away from him - that was the narrative he ended up going with.

He doesn't know if that was the reason he avoided you freshman year, but it never mattered. He was about to forgive you, he really was, he would start hanging out with you again...you should've given him a bit more time.

But of course, you end up replacing him. With someone better. Someone who was like you. And right and there, as he saw you laugh along something Soobin had said, his inferiority complex had never been more apparent.

reason #4: ...BECAUSE IT'S COMFORTING

The "plan" you had about ruining Beomgyu's high school experience, was long forgotten. Actually, it was forgotten the day you said it. You went straight home, wrote in your diary about how much you hate him and how much you want to ruin his life...you even wrote down ideas! But eh, some were illegal - you weren't risking it. Plus, you found that it was easier to go through life pretending he didn't exist.

Other than the few visits his mom would make to your house, bringing Beomgyu alongside with her, it was rare you'd see him. Now you're thanking the heavens you moved because if it was back at the old town, you would've seen this man for the rest of your life.

It's like it was almost a reminiscent of your life before Beomgyu in 5th grade, before bubblegum in your hair, the time you were truly comfortably happy.

But hey, of course, late at 3 am you strangely miss hating him. Devoting the strongest of your feelings, to him only. It was childish, you know by now. So, you snicker at the thought - how could you dislike change this much for you to miss hating someone.

Then you remembered the previous summers where you'd feel what you used to call "school-sick" (word play on home-sick). You haven't felt it since middle school, it goes away eventually. Just like this feeling you had about Beomgyu, it'll go away.

You wonder for a moment before shutting your eyelids, was the majority of the time that you spent on hating him simply for the comfort of hating him?

When junior year rolled around, it felt like time flew. You quit a lot of your hobbies to focus on college applications and working on your resume. You also end up breaking up with your boyfriend of one year, Yeonjun. It wasn't a good relationship - plus, you were kind of tired of the complains you'd hear from your friends about him literally every other day.

Then you take on a temporary job of three months - it was just a barista position but you needed more work experience so why not do it in the few months of the school year you actually had time on your hands? You knew you were overdoing it but you'd have to get used to burnout soon enough anyway. ,

During your third shift, the last thirty minutes, you don't expect to see a familiar pitch black haired boy.

Ah, your arch nemesis of seven years. A classic.

"Can I get my usual?", he held a playful smile on his face; you could tell he was holding back his signature lopsided grin. He was for sure about to laugh.

You roll your eyes, managing to bite away a smile, "No one here knows your usual sir."

"I'm referring to the usual - you know, the "i'm literally gonna fucking murder you" eyes. I'm sure you know a lot about it...", he scratches the back of his head mockingly squinting at your name tag, "Ms. Y/N?"

You didn't expect it but shit, were you laughing. And he laughed with you. So, so many things were making you reminiscent. This time, it was the summer before freshman year, when you'd laugh like old best friends with Beomgyu.

"It's been a while hasn't it? Our enemy arc", you were taking off your apron. You usually closed the place thirty minutes earlier than you were supposed to, but Beomgyu had to ruin it didn't he?

He leaned against the register, turning from you, "I've been waiting for the romance one to come for a while."

And you secretly smiled.

Because you did too.

reason #3: ...BECAUSE I WANT TO KISS YOU AGAIN

Beomgyu's head was on the steering wheel of the car his mom let borrow for the night, and he was overthinking. He was outside your home, patiently waiting for you to come out. You both never confirmed whatever tonight was gonna be - because for all he knew, it could be just a friendly hang out. Which would be fun, of course.

But.

He dressed too nicely for just a friendly hang out - it was obvious he was wearing formally "date" style clothing. What would you think if it was just a friendly date? Would you not talk to him for another three years? Can he even handle...

His thoughts trailed off when he heard your mom yelling good luck - and most importantly when he saw you.

This was a date.

He couldn't contain his smile when you opened the door and let an exasperated "Hi."

"Sorry, my mom was giving me a whole mini sex ed lecture. It was torture."

Normally, he could wait. He waited for a first kiss for two months. That was a long time when he was younger. If he thought about it, its like he waited for the second kiss for almost two years. If you rejected him now, it would be okay. He just knows that if he doesn't ask now, he'll never ask and that would be his biggest regret for years.

"Can I kiss you?"

When you looked at him with your doe eyes, and that smile he was dangerously devoid of seeing for years, the light nod that gave him the consent to crash his lips onto yours, it was like all the years of you hating him were worth it. It was all worth it if it meant you'd like him like he liked you.

He only ever hated you because of his immature, boyish outdated mindset.

Bothering someone you liked.

reason #.EPILOGUE

"So what you're telling me is that you never dated Soobin?"

"No! He liked someone else for like five years, he never liked me like that."

Beomgyu gives you an exaggerated "what" look. Then he sighs as he runs his hand through his long, black locs.

"I thought he was my competition..."

And to that you laughed, "Your competition was Yeonjun. You could never compete with him."

"Oh my god, you dated that asshole?"

You giggle as you nod your head, remembering your relationship with your ex.

"No, but I have a question."

"Shoot", he takes a spoonful bite of your beloved mint chocolate ice cream. He controlled his facial expressions as he gulped the minty taste down - your taste buds were definitely not the same.

"Why did you put the gum in my hair?", when his eyebrows are raised like he literally doesn't know what you're talking about, you clarify, "In 5th grade. Remember? When we first met."

The dumbfounded look on his face made you teasingly slap his forearm. His eyes almost bulge out when he settles his ice cream cup on his lap, putting up two hands "I'm being serious! I don't know what you're talking about!!"

"Beomgyu, I'm being serious right now. Do you not remember or something?"

"I've never put gum in your hair. I cross my heart and swear-"

"Okay, stop. No fucking way."

No, there was no way. No way you spent hating an innocent man for 7 years.

"Then what about the "I'm a bad kisser" thing in 9th grade?"

"Oh, that was me."

Okay, maybe not so innocent.

AN: Honestly, i didn't know the direction I was going with this and just kept on writing. my initial "feel" for it was more like pg rated, cutesy one sided enemies then to lovers. but yeah, that was definitely not what happened here. or at least i dont think so. i also think i rushed it at the end but i just didn't want to write any longer than i have sorry if you feel unsatisfied T-T but if you read this and you enjoyed it, you can always send a request!! this is a completely new account and i'm focusing on only writing for txt, if you have ideas, i'd like to try to make them true idk T^T

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: ̗̀➛ favorite txt fics

smaus are not included here! all of these fic recs are what i consider to be of high quality and/or enjoyable, so i'm sure you'll find something you really like! last updated: 11/22/22 (idle town - beomgyu fic added)

≡;- ꒰ °soobin ꒱

✎ hail mary - catholic highschool!au, fluff, religious themes (16.7k)

✎ that's the spirit! - ghost hunter!soobin, highschool!au, fluff (14.6k)

✎ paper hearts - 80s!au, valentines, ex bsf to lovers (9.6k)

✎ love fool - friends to lovers, school!au (7.2k)

✎ dream boy - fluff, angst, psychological, crack (7.0k)

✎ like real people do - vampire!au, best friends to lovers (5.0k)

✎ actions have consequences -  fluff, angst, lifeguard!soobin (4.0k)

✎ it's you! you're the one i want! - idiots to lovers (3.6k)

✎ apartment 370 - enemies to lovers!au, neighbors!au, fluff (3.0k)

✎ heart shaped - established relationship, comfort, fluff (2.5k)

✎ bees knees - fluff, best friends to lovers (1.7k)

✎“I like you, like like you like you." - college students au, fluff (1.3k)

✎ fellow associate - outgoing reader, mentions of alcohol, fluff (1.2k)

✎ as it was - angst, brother's best friend (1.2k)

✎ good - yandere, drugging (1.1k)

≡;- ꒰ °yeonjun ꒱

✎ seasons - college!au, angst, break up, taehyun fluff (16.5k)

✎ candy hearts - childhood friends to lovers, fluff, angst (10.5k)

✎ fairytales schmairytales - fluff, strangers to lovers (8.1k)

✎ spurred on - cowboy!yeonjun, fluff, suggestive (8.1k)

✎ how to fall back in love with yeonjun - enemies to lovers (7.4k)

✎ angel or devil - strangers to lovers, fluff, skippable smut (7.1k)

✎ limelight - fluff, some angst, richboy!yeonjun (4.4k)

✎ say goodnight and go - fluff, best friends to lovers (3.2k)

✎ no pressure - friends to lovers, fluff, some angst (3.1k)

✎ hit me with your killshot - thriller, fantasy, demon!yeonjun (3.0k)

✎ it kills me - slight fluff, angst, best friends to lovers (2.5k)

✎ soulmates, i guess - soulmate!au, fluff, crack (2.2k)

✎ sober thoughts - best friends to lovers, fluff (2.0k)

✎ when my eyes are on you - bad boy x rich girl, fluff (2.0k)

✎ he careds - fake breakup, fluff, crack (0.8k)

≡;- ꒰ °beomgyu ꒱

✎ traces you left - hurt/comfort, fluff, angst, friends to lovers (14.3k)

✎ voices - soulmate!au, angst, fluff (14.2k)

✎ run 1 | 2 - angst, fluff, best friends to strangers to ??? (13.5k)

✎ the only exception - love at first sight!au, summer love (12.4k)

✎ idle town -  fluff, angst, small town!au, childhood friends!au (11.2k)

✎ fuck you, summer semester! - enemies to lovers, fluff (11.1k)

✎ till forever falls apart - angst, major character death (10.8k)

✎ tokyo - established relationship, fluff (10.6k)

✎ this love - regency!au, fluff, some angst (8.6k)

✎ somniferous confessions - fluffy mess, best friends to lovers (5.9k)

✎ old friend - angst, slight fluff (5.8k)

✎ i hate you because... - self promo lol, enemies to lovers, fluff (5.5k)

✎ yours truly - valentines, crack, cheesy, fluff (4.4k)

✎ how could you not know? - best friends to lovers, fluff, angst (4.4k)

✎ love, love - best friends to lovers, jealousy, fluff (3.7k)

✎ two slow dancers - idol!beomgyu, enstranged best friends (3.6k)

✎ our love in dandelions - soulmate!au, friends to lovers, fluff (3.0k)

✎ loving you is a losing game - angst, unrequited love (2.7k)

✎ hold my hand - fake dating!au, fluff (2.3k)

✎ the best thing that i got - best friends to lovers, fluff (2.1k)

✎ b. material - fluff, best friends to lovers (1.7k)

✎ whisker dimples - fluff, crack (1.5k)

✎ 9:00am - coffee shop!au, fluff (1.3k)

✎ addicted - toxic relationship, angst (1.2k)

✎ thursday's child has far to go - ex!beomgyu, angst (0.3k)

≡;- ꒰ °taehyun ꒱

✎ twenty three suns - fluff, angst, summer fling (15.1k)

✎ taking care - fluff, slice of life, sick fic (12.6k)

✎ when the ice begins to thaw - ice prince!au, fluff (10.4k)

✎ flame of love - greek god!au, fluff, angst (8.3k)

✎ little ice boy - fluff, established relationship, crack (4.5k)

✎ no. - angst, unrequited love (1.0k)

≡;- ꒰ °hueningkai ꒱

✎ big words - fluff, best friends to lovers (4.0k)

✎ bookstore girl - strangers to lovers, fluff, college!au (1.2k)

✎ it was always you - fluff (0.6k)

note: take a quick guess on what my favorite trope is (impossible!!). that aside, im sorry for the lack of fics for maknae line, its so hard to find any let alone good ones. so, sorry :( but, i'll update this as i read more and hopefully there'll be a larger selection for tyunning!!

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✒️ opposite attraction 🖋

✒️ opposite attraction 🖋 ➺ It draws you in when a person is just so different from you, doesn’t it? If only he wasn’t so mean.

pairing: tsundere!taehyun x reader genre: social media, romance, crack humor, uh fluff, uh angst? status: ongoing

➺ INTRODUCTION ➺ CHAPTER ONE ➺ CHAPTER TWO ➺ CHAPTER THREE ➺ CHAPTER FOUR ➺ CHAPTER FIVE ➺ CHAPTER SIX ➺ CHAPTER SEVEN ➺ CHAPTER EIGHT ➺ CHAPTER NINE ➺ CHAPTER TEN ➺ CHAPTER ELEVEN ➺ CHAPTER TWELVE ➺ CHAPTER THIRTEEN ➺ CHAPTER FOURTEEN: WISH ➺ CHAPTER FIFTEEN ➺ CHAPTER SIXTEEN ➺ CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ➺ CHAPTER EIGHTEEN ➺ CHAPTER NINETEEN ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE ➺ CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: ONE LOVE ➺ EPILOGUE

➺ btxtreads masterlist

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BLURRY LINES

PAIRING :

roommate!kang taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE :

fluff, angst, crack(?)

WARNINGS :

curse words, bad & suggestive jokes

SYNOPSIS :

if there's anything y/n's good at, it's differentiating her feelings between love or hate. it's so distinct, she really doesn't get it when people say they have mixed feelings about something, cause to her, love is LOVE and hate is, well... HATE. LOVE is like her feelings for prodsputnik, an anonymous soundcloud artist she adores which she may or may not have a stan account for. HATE is like her feelings towards her roommate, kang taehyun. she even claimed that researchers are bullshitting when they say there's a thin line between hate and love. but what if y/n figures out that prodsputnik and kang taehyun is the same person? will the line between love and hate stay thick and clear as fuck (y/n's words) to y/n or will it get blurry?

STATUS :

completed

START :

Sept 23, 2021

END :

Jan 23, 2022

TAGLIST: CLOSED

@gyuuss @btxtreads @terrytaehyunnies @miraculyfe @yoonkeehoe @derinxfam @snowfalltxt @taehyunsfel @letmeal0ne @cosmiclele @cerisetalks @meowtella @shrutiajit @msxflower @lomlyeonjun @lokideadontheinside @arminandjeanandannieandhange @nycol-ie @00-baejin-05 @summery-bat @txtville @wkhdery @stray-bi-kids @mintbgyu @she-is-dreaming @yeonyeonyeonjun @sunflowerbebe07 @simpforscoups @multi4lifer @beomjundiaries @whoe-dis @ahnneyong @kac-chowsballs @bucket05 @iyeonjuni @beomsun @day6andetcetera @uygmoeb @wh4txium1n @carolnina55 @youreverydayzebra @nshitae @milkycloudtyg @soobsdior @roseless1213 @sulkii @pinkheadflowers @multiwendi @mygwarai @envy-brr @she-is-dreaming @pikapikapikaachuu @ttaeycngg @rlajjunie @chillfilms

CHAPTERS :

(SECRET) PROFILES | ASTRONOMIES BESTIES | EMO BAND | LINE 1 | LINE 2 | LINE 3 | LINE 4 | LINE 5 | LINE 6 | LINE 7 | LINE 8 | LINE 9 | LINE 10 | LINE 11 | LINE 12 | LINE 13 | LINE 14 | LINE 15 | LINE 16 | LINE 17 | LINE 18 | LINE 19 | LINE 20 | LINE 21 | LINE 22 | LINE 23 | LINE 24 | LINE 25 | LINE 26 | LINE 27 | LINE 28 | LINE 29 | LINE 30 | LINE 31 | LINE 32 | LINE 33 | LINE 34 | LINE 35 | LINE 36 | LINE 37 | LINE 38 | EXTRA

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞ ✵ vinyl and coffee — kang taehyun

᯾ sypnosis: yn becomes a song writer and decides to write songs for their school's band; tomorrow x together. they have a special spot in hello future cafe to which yn considered it as their safe place — that is until the band starts hanging out there after their practices — that includes the boy they have a crush on and who made them a song writer.

᯾ pairing: kang taehyun x reader

᯾ genre(s): social media au, university/college au, fluff, humor, angst

᯾ warning(s): swearing/cursing, more will be added

᯾ other(s): mentions of nct dream, a lot of memes, timestamps are not related at all, more will be added...

᯾ status: finished

᯾ schedule: finished

᯾ taglist: (send me an ask!)

00. Profiles :: 01 . my beloved :: 02. leave

03. SIKE :: 04. shameless :: 05. quietly walk away

06. simp mode :: 07. vinyl and coffee

08. Hard way :: 09. deserved. :: 10. 🙂

11. I hate it here :: 12. let's fight :: 13. L in the chat

14. betrayal of the year :: 15. are you bluffing? // 15.5. u know what?

16. my baby Tyunnie :: 17. Apple on a tree

18. Get out :: 19. Yours? :: 20. ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ

21. B A B Y :: 22. Stupid Mouth :: 23. Date

24. Rough :: 25. SOMEONE :: 26. My head hurts

27. Stranger :: 28. I'm in love again

29. SHOOT YOUR SHOT :: 30. Moment of Silence

31. Always :: 32. Counting down

33. THAT'S ILLEGAL :: 34. Lovelie is so cute

35. Outfit of the day! :: 36. Magic :: 37. Accept his Request

38. Appreciation Post :: 39. I'm a Huening now

Epilogue // Vinyl and Coffee

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♡ let's fall in love!

↳ smau, fluff, crack, slice of life, (barely) university!au, singer!au, gsnk inspired au, slow burn (?), classmates to ???

↳ mentions of violence, kms/kys jokes, further warnings will be added to each chapter, i'm not funny, ignore timestamps, etcetc

↳ you've been harboring a crush on the ever so oblivious and aloof choi soobin since the beginning of university. finally in your third year, you decide to confess. but what happens when your confession goes another direction?

↳ started: july 15th 2022 !

↳ status: finished september 2nd 2022 !

↳ schedule: —

# three blind mice. # binnie's fanclub. # hybe label.

↳ featuring: aespa, select nct members, and random 00-02 liners !

# bonus: relationship chart !

O1. you what?

O2. i'm a What?! 🖊

O3. sit Down

O4. yes or yes

O5. like the drink?

O6. Farts

O7. heart fluttering

O8. pov ur new to romance 🖊

O9. not heart fluttering

1O. Already a fool

11. who the Hell is loid forger 🖊

12. self inspired

13. he's my Best Friend!! 🖊

14. Janice say kwa

15. he looks urethral

16. LARPING?????

17. the Party 🖊

18. Alone.

19. pancake style 🖊

2O. Shady AF Comebacks

21. yeonjun's homewrecker era

22. I MISS PEE

23. love theory

24. Soobin Babushka 💔

25. a couple of besties 🖊

26. ATWTMVTVFTV

27. all this Cake

28. suffer for a little more

29. i like You 🖊

3O. yeonjun's cupid era

31. THEY'RE SOULMATES

32. third time's a Charm 🖊

33. dreams come true

34. #YNBIN #ANTIYNBIN #YNBINHATER

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TXT Chois! Headcanon - Their reaction to you wearing their hoodie

Contents: Lots of fluff ahead! Hope you guys enjoy this one <3

Yeonjun------

loves it so much

and doesn't actually care that much how he words it bcs he knows he can make u blush if he's more blunt and straight forward with it

and his life mission and purpose is to make you blush

bcs ur so cute when u blush

biggest tease ever bcs of that

but hey its not your fault u wanna wear his hoodie

its completely his fault bcs he's so tall and his clothes r like 3 sizes bigger than u

and his hoodie is so comfy and it smells like him and wearing it feels like a hug from him too and u love just drowning in it

on top of that mans literally put his hoodie on the bed so you'll see it and wear it

so you just took a hot shower after work bcs its so relaxing and yuo saw his hoodie on the bed

i mean yeonjun probably just dropped it on the bed bcs he knows u love it

he was calling his groupmates about dance stuff or smth and you walked into the kitchen in his hoodie and shorts

but the hoodie was so big you were drowning in it fr and it covered your shorts

man literally hung up in the middle of beomgyu's sentence to swoon over you and compliment you in everyway possible

"is my jagi blushing?" and then starts teasing you

but tells you straightup that he loves it when you wear his clothes

from then on he starts helping you pick outfits and stuff like that

oh my he loves matching outfits its like a way to tell ppl ur taken

i mean lets face it he is the ult fashion king so the moment he starts picking ur fits yall can be the slayest-at-fashion couple in town (flambouyantly stylish especially at important events)

also offers you his whole closet bcs he knows you can slay every single one of his shirts and pants and etc.

but could then possibly start whinning when you wear his designer stuff

also flexes to his group members how yall are the most stylish couple in history and stuff like that

Soobin------

shy boi

blushes and stutters over his words bcs you look so cute akfiugaifuhg

hes even taller than yeonjun and so like u look so tiny in his clothing he loves it

but will never fully tell you how much he loves it bcs he's shy and will keep most of it to himself

but he will direct all this much love on smth else to show how much he loves you like buying u stuff, dates, affection, etc.

will also purposely leave his clothes out so you see them and wear them

but doesn't do it often bcs he kinda doesnt want you to know how whipped and down bad he is

for ur info he's down astronomically bad and even more so after seeing you get so comfortable with him to wear his hoodie

but can also be the type to like excessively spray his colongue onto his hoodie so that you can keep wearing it and also so that you can wear it when he's on tour or smth

also shyly suggests matching clothes from then on bcs he's less bold when it comes to affection so its a way of telling ppl yall r together without saying that yall are together

helps you pick outfits too and will always so that outfits with his clothes are better than outfits with your clothes bcs he just likes seeing you in them

but you like wearing his clothes bcs his clothes are so oversized and there are a bajillion ways to style oversized outfits

and he's good at that and he will make it his life mission to help you do that

and face it oversized outfits are so comfy

its not even a comfort over style situation its a comfort AND style situation

you wearing his clothes is also an excuse for him to take many many photos of you and he will be so happy bcs then he can get new wallpaper new pfp new widgets new everything that involves photos

totally has an album dedicated to you too

might show his members but not all of them bcs it takes him time to warm up to ppl and to him your relationship is a more private and personal thing

Beomgyu------

BIGGEST DRAMA QUEEN EVER ALIFJGNALIFJGH

but also a tease

and what does that equal to?

by the rules of addition, drama queen + tease = little shit

sorry beomgyu but you kinda are one

but i still love this little shit

so he saw you nonchalantly wearing his designer hoodie or smth

and he fake freaked out

he was like

'HEY THATS MINE WHY ARE YOU WEARING IT HOW COULD YOU'

non stop whinning + fake crying

girl u should get ear plugs

and goes on and on and on and on about how you betrayed him

ur relationship is basically like crackheads bestfriends that are helplessly whipped at the same time

he secretly likes it tho so he forces you to wear it the next time you guys go out like literally throws it at you and be like its urs now

but will never tell you

is the kind to go like

'im only giving this to u bcs u wore it and now its contaminated by ur disgustingness'

teases u bcs u were so happy after he literally threw it at ur face, too happy to care about his comment

why wont u be happy? its so comfy and it smells like him

this little shit actually smells nice

also bcs hes the kind to be able to give the best hugs when he's feeling clingy

so wearing it feels like he's giving u hugs

so proud to be the source of ur happiness but will never ever tell you that bcs he knows youll tease him relentlessly

secretly takes pics of you when he succeeds in forcing making you wear an outfit that he picked

definately either brings you to meet ups with his groupmates to show ur possibly matching outfits or takes photos and shows them

but will also go like

'y/n is wearing my clothes that's why she looks nice'

'yeah we look good together bcs im so handsome

'yeah she looks nice bcs shes standing next to me'

'she looks good right? but shell never look as good as me'

doesnt matter if he's sending them pics or showing them pics or you guys are sitting there with them

he will say stuff like that

using 'she' as if you werent there

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pairing: beomgyu x female reader

genre: enemy! to bestfriend! to lover! beomgyu, fluff, angst, crack(?), slice of life

summary: your first encounter with beomgyu was at the library, stumbling onto him and you mistakenly taking him as a library step stool. ever since that embarrassing occurrence, you seem to always bump into beomgyu, in the most unfortunate events.

updates: every day 11pm kst(or later)

warnings: slight profanities

start: aug 15th, 2021

end: sep 12th, 2021

tags: @chaoticdreaminisode @atinyyylove (send ask to get tagged <3)

PROFILES PT 1 | PROFILES PT 2 | EPISODE 1 | EPISODE 1.5 | EPISODE 2 | EPISODE 2.5 | EPISODE 3.0 | EPISODE 3.5 | EPISODE 4.0 | EPISODE 5.0 | EPISODE 6.0 | EPISODE 7.0 | EPISODE 7.5 | EPISODE 8.0 | EPISODE 8.5 | EPISODE 9.0 | EPISODE 10.0 | EPISODE 11.0 |EPISODE 12.0 | EPISODE 13.0 | EPISODE 13.5 | EPISODE 14.0 | EPISODE 15.0 | EPISODE 15.5 | EPISODE 16.0 | EPISODE 16.5 | EPISODE 17.0 | EPISODE 18.0 | EPISODE 19.0 | EPISODE 19.5 | EPISODE 20.0 | EPILOGUE

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¤ - the buzz of a needle pt.1

pairings: choi yeonjun x gn!reader, choi soobin x gn!reader, choi beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: non idol!choi line, tattoo artist!choi line, fluff, headcanon

rating: sfw

warnings: non idol!choi line, tattoo artist!choi line, established relationship, first tattoos, fluff, mentions tattoo guns, kisses

wc: 178

note: hi <3 smth cute i wanted to write :) part 2 is w/ the maknaes! sorry that this is short btw :/ if you enjoy reading this, please consider reblogging and/or leaving some feedback!

taglist: @fairybinie @blurredplatform @yeppeudau @ferrethyun @one-101 @snow-pegasus

yeonjun

smiled so big when you told him you wanted your first tattoo from him

got you set up with the best supplies and ink he had available

made sure you were numbed up well because he never wants to hurt you

pauses every so often to check on you

sings softly under his breath

kisses around the raw skin after he finishes

soobin

lit up like a lightbulb when you asked

is really cute about it

fusses over the placement

asks if it hurts at all, and constantly reassures you that you’re doing great

tries to be gentle during the clean up

holds your hands and kisses your forehead when he’s done

beomgyu

is more excited about it than you are

jokes about tattooing his name instead

almost messes up because he’s vibrating more than the gun is

definitely designed the tattoo himself and is really proud of it

nearly knocks all the ink over when he’s done because he’s so excited for you to see it

gives you a gentle hug afterwards to calm himself down

all rights reserved © tyungun 2022. do not repost, rewrite, or translate.

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Blueberry Tutor

Summary: With dropping grades and no idea how to fix them, you’re a little relieved when you’re assigned a tutor for class, even if it’s the campuses resident player. You figure you’ll just get your grades back up as quickly as possible, but for reasons unknown, Yeonjun decides he should flirt with you instead of help. After a rocky start though, you two actually become quite close, maybe just a little too close for those who shouldn’t be concerned.

Pairing: Player! Yeonjun x Fem! Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Player! Yeonjun, College AU! Social media AU! Non-idol AU! All members aged up!

Warnings: TW: mentions of being drugged (although not explained in explicit detail or anything, it is alluded to), Cursing, Mentions of toxic/unhealthy relationships, Mentions of alcohol consumption,

Status: Completed

Parts:

Profiles

1: TERRIBLE ENGLISH SCORES

2: Pretty Blueberry

3: Have Fun Finding a New Tutor

4: I Told You So 🙄

5: B🐀

6: THATS MEAN

7: It’s You!

8: 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👨

9: You Know My Order?

10: Oh No,,

11: You’ve,, changed 😳

12: Spill The Beans!

13: Fuck You.

14: What Did I Do

15: No Sean? 🥺

16: You Guys Can’t Boil Water?

17: Deal.

18: We Have A Problem

19: You’re Out With Jeno?

20: She Misses You

21: I Was Scared.

22: I DIDNT MURDER ANYONE

23: Only One Punch

24: You Didnt Choose Me Over Her

25: I’m Not ReAdy Yet

26: Hi Girlfriend 🥰

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Background Character Vibes Masterlist

A Choi Yeonjun smau

Rating: 18+ for swearing, mentions of alcohol and drugs, and eventual smut

Disclaimer: Ages of real people have been adjusted to suit the story better. MINORS DNI! 

SYNOPSIS: Y/N is always the sidekick and never the hero. It’s always about her friends and their drama, but she doesn’t mind. It’s better to just be quiet and blend in when your brother is THE Jungkook, the most popular singer of last year. With spring semester of her junior year of university approaching, yn is not ready for classes or for her crush Choi Yeonjun to notice her.

Or, Yeonjun finds himself captivated by the quiet psychology student that keeps rejecting Soobin’s request to become a tutor.

Started: March 31st, 2022

Ended: June 2nd, 2022

Profiles (1) -  Profiles (2) - Profiles (3)

1. introduction

2. Hoon’s Bitches

3. Mind Ya Beesness ( + written part)

4. First Contact

5. Fucked Up

6. Keep Your Pants On

7. Sunny’s a Little Leech

8. Simpin 4 U ( + written part)

9. Peppa Pig’s Gang

10. Dirty Hands

10.5: Sex on Legs

11. Tutor and Tutee

12. Kiss Him, You Fool

13. Hot for You (Written, NSFW)

14. Shady but OK

15. An Intervention

16. Y/N’s Tea = Spilled

17. Bitch Boy

18. Beomgyu’s Been Exposed

19. Everybody’s Falling in Love

20. Cherry Blossoms ( + written part)

21. Y/N FIRST WIN! (Two Idiots in Love)

22. Go Back to Being Soft

23. Sunghoon the Guard Dog

24. Surveillance Bitches 

25. 4Lyfers

26. Impulsive and Mildly Idiotic

27. Sweeter than Any Macaroon ( + written part)

28. Lick You Up

29. Trust

30. I love you (Written, NSFW)

Epilogue

Side Series: The Sunsun Chronicles

Based on Sunmi and Sunghoon

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[9s-fic-recs]

♡ cool it!

↬ smau, fluff, crack, slice of life, non!idol au

↬ threats of violence, kms/kys jokes, unrealistic portrayal of a work place, ignore timestamps, further warnings will be added to each chapter, i'm not funny, etcetc

↬ your coworkers have had enough of yeonjun's favouritism and obvious crush on you. let's see what they can do about it without getting fired.

↬ started: july 24th 2022.

↬ status: finished september 18th 2022.

↬ schedule: —

# tire queens. # managers assistants + hyuka.

↬ featuring: stayc maknae line, atz, tbz hyunjae + juyeon, svt vernon, and aespa karina.

O1. employee of the month

O2. it's ab drive it's ab power

O3. horrendously astronomically exponentially

O4. i'm not gay

O5. a new player has arrived

O6. here lays yeonjun

O7. here lays yeonjun part 2 the remix 🖊

O8. honestly? deserve!

O9. miss twitter for iphone

1O. lunch havers (derogatory)

11. ab to faint

12. is it true?

13. mixed martial arts training

14. familiar faces 🖊

15. hong ... jisoo?

16. haha hey!

17. #HYUNJAE_OUT

18. can i have your coke 🖊

19. he man

2O. my type 🖊

21. y/njun?

22. on the line

23. the way by ariana grande 🖊

24. ur fired.

25. get a lawyer

26. just another day — special !

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☆ fuck you, summer semester!

synopsis: you suffer in silence, consumed by the thoughts of beomgyu that never end, even when you’re completely sure you don’t like him.

wc: 11.1k+

genre: fluff, (one sided) enemies to lovers, slow burn, university!au

pairing: choi beomgyu x fem!reader

warnings: cursing, descriptions of horror movies and gore, mentions of blood and violence, mentions of a thunderstorm, food and eating

a/n: surprise reposting!! decided you guys deserve it as a little treat since my sister's birthday is today and she's beomgyu biased lol anyways here it is, the very bane of my existance, fy!ss <3 enjoy and thank you for reading

the intro.

Currently, there are two things you consider the banes of your existence: the rather hot season of summer and Film Major Choi Beomgyu.

The first one is self explanatory. The summer is hot, there are a lot of bugs, it's humid and your hair gets ruined, and you sweat like it's no one else's business.

Beomgyu, however, is a lot harder to explain. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that when you were six, he'd pull on your pigtails every lunch recess without fail. Or maybe, when you were thirteen, he kissed you on your little preteen mouth, and then went around calling you a bad kisser. Or the time he purposely tripped you in front of The Lee Heeseung in the cafeteria at age sixteen.

Well, whatever it is, you just know that you've declared Choi Beomgyu your sworn enemy for almost a good seven years now.

Soobin doesn't care much about that fact as he drags you across the sweltering library in search of a certain redhead. The lack of air conditioning has you reeling as you drag your sneakers across the carpetted floors of the library, ignoring every glare Soobin throws your way as you get slower and slower.

"Christ, Y/N, would you pick it up? I told Gyu we'd be here at 2pm sharp. It's 2:27 now and we haven't even found him," Soobin grumbles, finally reaching for your wrist and pulling you along with him.

"Sorry!" you mock apologize, smiling bitterly at him. "Not everyone is excited to see Beomgyu, you know."

"But you of all people should be!" Soobin exclaims back, tugging on your arm harder.

He's currently hinting at the crush you had on Beomgyu before he tripped you. Why Soobin can't let that go, you will never know.

"I don't know why you had to pick me of all people to meet Beomgyu with you. For all you know, I could have been at the kitty cafe with Kai and Terry, eating cake to my heart's content," you mumble, heart breaking at the fact that you ditched cats to see Beomgyu today.

"Yeah, yeah," Soobin replies half heartedly, pulling you through the English-French dictionaries aisle and around the corner of the English-Spanish dictionaries section. "I'll bring you somewhere even better later. The puppy cafe. Just be good and it'll be my treat."

At the words 'my treat', you instantly relent to Soobin's dragging, picking up your pace as you make your way to the very back of the library.

There, you spot asshole extraordinaire Choi Beomgyu and the everso beautiful Huh Yunjin sitting at a table, eyeing whatever is on the tablet in front of them. At your loud footsteps, Yunjin looks up at you and waves, smiling. Then she nudges Beomgyu who looks up at you too, giving you a smirk.

"Look who it is! My favourite girl," Beomgyu's smirk turns into a grin as Soobin sits the two of you down across from them. "And Soobin."

"Beomgyu," you nod curtly, ignoring the little pet name he called you, eyes not meeting his. Yunjin stifles a giggle and Soobin only shakes his head in disapproval.

"Hi, Y/N! Soobin really had to drag you out here today, huh?" Yunjin smiles at you. You tear your eyes away from the tablet on the table and meet her eyes, nodding. "That's okay, you won't be here long anyways."

As you move directly into conversation with Yunjin about which professors and lectures you had picked for the summer semester, you fail to pick up on Soobin and Beomgyu's conversation, which is pretty much only about you and your summer plans.

"Oh no, I couldn't possibly pick Dr. Seo for my world geography class," you purse your lips, eyes roaming around the ceiling. "Have you heard the things people have been saying about him?"

Yunjin leans forward, shaking her head. She's about to say something, before Soobin opens his big mouth, beating her to it, "So Y/N, the reason we—," he pauses, gesturing towards himself and you with his hand, "—are here today, is so that Beomgyu can ask you a question."

Fuck my life, you think, leaning forward and pressing your face into the dark mahogany wood of the table. Your voice comes out muffled as you speak, "And what question is that?"

Beomgyu doesn't try to get you to make eye contact with him, nor does he try to make eye contact with you as he asks, "Would you be able to help me with something over the course of a few weeks?"

You shut your eyes, finally feeling the heat getting to you. You can feel the little beads of sweat begin to drip down your neck. "Depends," you reply.

"I need someone to help me with my intro to horror class over the next few weeks. All we gotta do is watch some horror movies together and that's it," Beomgyu explains. Finally lifting your head off the table, you look at him. He looks completely fine, no sweat dripping down his forehead in this humid ass shoe box. Lucky him.

"Soobin can't do it because...?" you pause, looking over at your best friend.

"Oh, right. I forgot to tell you, I've been approved for a semester abroad," Soobin shrugs at you. What joyful news on a Thursday afternoon: you might have to spend your entire summer semester with someone you absolutely loathe and your best friend will be in an entirely different country the entire time. "Yeonjun's completely swamped since he's applying for grad school and Taehyun and Kai are headed to Jeju-do for vacation."

You look towards Yunjin and she just smiles at you. Right, she had just told you earlier she's headed to New York this semester for advanced vocal training.

"That just leaves you," Yunjin says. There's something about the way she says it that leaves a tingle in your spine. Something is implied in her statement, but you don't know what.

"H-how do you know I'm basically available the entire summer semester?" you huff in defense.

Soobin guffaws, like an idiot with a big mouth (because he is), as he exposes you. "Weren't you just complaining to me yesterday about how you think your mom's going to try to kick you out of the house everyday if you don't have plans?"

Pouting, you cross your arms over your chest as you sigh in defeat, "Fine. I'll do it. But Soobin, you owe me so much cake after this."

"Whatever. Say bye to Yunjin now so we can get going," Soobin says, getting up out of his chair.

"Wait," you say, turning to Beomgyu, "don't you need my number?"

Beomgyu winks at you, "I already have it."

Wait. Since when did Beomgyu have your number?

As if he's reading your thoughts, Soobin speaks up, "Oh, uhh, I gave Beomgyu your number a year ago."

Fuck summer and Choi Beomgyu being the banes of your existence. The true bane of your existence comes in the form of Choi Soobin, the person you thought was your best friend.

—

You're seated underneath the aircon of Soobin's studio apartment with Kai, lounging in the cool breeze, when Beomgyu comes walking through the threshold. He's clad in a tank top and baggy sweats. His hair's wet and slicked back, little water droplets cascading down the side of his neck. You've never wanted to rip your eyes away from anything this much before. He texted you two hours before this, telling you to meet him at Soobin's to talk about the first movie you'd be watching together. What he didn't tell you was that he'd be coming right after swim practice.

Kai, whose head is in your lap, begins to shake with laughter. "You're about to start drooling," he whispers. You so badly want to swat at the top of his forehead. "Close your mouth, Y/N."

"Yeah, Y/N, close your mouth," Soobin repeats as he carries a stack of pizza boxes to the coffee table in front of you. "You might as well help me instead of attracting fruit flies."

Groaning, you usher Kai off your lap and get up to help Soobin carry food from his tiny kitchen to his equally tiny table. Kai slumps himself down in your spot, back resting against the wall as he watches you try to balance all of the sides that are threatening to tumble to the floor in your arms. You're about to whine, when Beomgyu drops his bag and scoops a few side dishes from your arms, carrying them himself to the table. You shy away from his touch immediately after, glaring at Kai who giggles loudly at the interaction.

"Anyways," Soobin begins once you're seated beside Kai again, reaching for a meat lover's supreme slice, "I think a start of summer party at Yeonjun's place would be nice since we won't be seeing each other for most of the summer."

You snort as you begin to pick the pepperoni off your pizza, "Shouldn't you, I don't know, tell this to Yeonjun himself? Instead of telling the three people who hate partying the most?"

Beomgyu shoots you a look of confusion, "You don't like pepperoni?"

You shrug and Soobin answers for you, "She's never liked them. She thinks they taste weird."

"Oh," Beomgyu says. "Then you wouldn't mind if I ate them for you, right?" You shrug in reply again and he begins to take the pepperoni slices off your plate with his chopstick, piling them on top of his pizza slice. He turns to Soobin and sighs, "You really should be telling Yeonjun this. I don't know how we'd be able to help you."

"Oh, Yeonjun's already agreed to this party, actually. But in order for it to be an actual party, I would need: a cute girl, a fine arts major and a biochem major for diversity's sake," Soobin says, matter-of-factly. He puts his pizza slice down and picks up a golden curry chicken bite with his chopsticks and looks at you expectantly. "You're coming, right?"

"You know plenty of other cute girls," you retort, rolling your eyes. "Like Chaewon or Yuri. Maybe even Yunjin. You don't need me attached to your hip all the time. I'm not your safety blanket."

"Yeah," Soobin begins, "but you're my best friend! We're a package deal. Plus, a certain someone else would prefer to have you there."

Soobin's eyes hold a menacing glint and instead of egging him on, you mentally check out of the conversation, leaning your head on Kai's shoulder as you sip Sprite from your straw. Kai only laughs at you and pats your head, "You don't have to go if you don't want to. It's not like anyone you have a major crush on will be there."

This time when you roll your eyes, you huff and pull yourself up from the ground and make your way to Soobin's bed. Not only do you have to kill Soobin for teasing you about your past crush on Beomgyu, but you have to kill Kai now too. You rip open the covers and plant yourself underneath, rolling on to your side and pulling your knees up to your chest. If Beomgyu weren't here, you'd be giving those two an earful by now.

But Beomgyu is still here and he can probably tell you're upset. He's probably jumping for joy or something celebratory like that, you think. When you look over at him from your spot on the bed, he's looking back at you and his face is painted with worry and concern. As confusing as it may be, you brush it off, closing your eyes and wanting to think about something not related to the way Beomgyu is looking at you with ridiculously cute puppy eyes.

—

"Are you okay?" Beomgyu suddenly asks, his voice muffled by the covers.

You didn't even notice you fell asleep at first, but you're awake now; buried in Soobin's covers, the cool breeze of the aircon making you shiver beneath all that warmth. You blink lazily at Beomgyu, who blinks back at you.

"Yeah, I didn't even know I fell asleep," you reply, voice thick and raspy with sleep. "Sorry, I know we were supposed to go over which movie you wanted to watch first. Just let me know which one and where to meet and I'll be there. Promise."

You're quick and to the point, not wanting to make long conversation with Beomgyu. Especially since you're freshly awake from slumber, half drowsy and probably drooling.

You peek your entire face out of the covers a bit and Beomgyu is smiling at you, almost endearingly, and it makes your heart do leaps. The thought of your heart responding like that has you grimacing internally, however.

"Do you need someone to walk you home?" Beomgyu asks. You notice that he's got a hoodie on now and is fixing his hair underneath a baseball cap.

"I'm staying here tonight," you reply quietly. You don't know where Soobin is and the way you're responding to Beomgyu is such a civilized manner has you frightened. Who knew you were capable of such a thing? Not you, that's for sure. "Are you heading home now?"

Beomgyu nods, picking up his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. This time, you fully poke your head out from under the covers, eyes locked on him.

"Have a good night then," you say. It feels like you're smiling but you're not sure. You are mostly sure you're being nice because you're tired out of your mind.

“You have a good night too,” Beomgyu grins at you. His hand darts out for a second, almost like he wants to pet at your head, but you think he decides against it as he pulls it away. “Have sweet dreams.”

Beomgyu misses the way your face runs warm of embarrassment as he waves goodbye at you. You don’t miss the pink that sits on top of his cheeks, though. Instead, you choose to ignore it, just wishing you could go back to sleep already.

—

“You know,” Yeonjun says, once your bottom is firmly planted on his mom’s three thousand dollar couch, “you never told us why you dislike Beomgyu so much. Didn’t you like have the biggest crush on him?”

You groan, throwing your body down on to the couch so your face is pressed up against the cushions. “You don’t really need to know,” you reply. Your voice comes out muffled and you hope Yeonjun will leave it at that.

But he’s Choi Yeonjun and he doesn’t. He instead follows up with some nagging. You really wish you didn’t volunteer to help set up for the party now. “Yeah, but I think we all do considering you threw a temper tantrum then fell asleep last week at Soobin's instead of fighting back like you always do."

Huffing, you press your face deeper into the cushions, hoping that the couch will miraculously open up and swallow you whole. Damn Choi Soobin and Kai Kamal Huening and their huge mouths. At this point, you think most of your friend group is out to get you.

“If she doesn’t wanna talk about her dislike for Beomgyu, don’t force her.”

Except Taehyun. He is your knight in shining armor amongst all of these people out for your throat.

“Just wait till she’s super drunk and then tells you!”

Nevermind. As a matter of fact, Kang Taehyun is also out for your throat.

the first scene.

Beomgyu's bare arm is pressed up against yours, skin clammy with the humid heat of the night. The shitty aircon isn't doing anything to help you. You can't open the windows to Yeonjun's bedroom either, as it's lightly drizzling outside.

Beomgyu's eyes are focused on the screen of the MacBook right in front of you, some sort of Japanese psychological horror film playing. It's been around twenty minutes so far, and as much as you want to say you've been paying attention, you haven't. Not when you and Beomgyu are huddled together on Yeonjun's teeny tiny twin bed, shoulders and knees touching.

Hours ago, you were stacking red solo cups to the ceiling in Yeonjun's kitchen and now here you were, somewhat listening to the movie and the yelling coming from outside the bedroom door, away from the very reason you had come to Yeonjun's apartment in the first place: the party.

Beomgyu had texted you about an hour prior, asking if you were already at Yeonjun's, to which you responded with an obnoxious 'obviously.' By the time he made it, you were in the kitchen getting pressured to take 2 shots at once by Kai.

With two shots in your hands, Beomgyu tapped you on your shoulder and immediately, you forced one into one of his hands, tipping your head back and downing the shot. Beomgyu copied your actions, not paying Kai any mind as he cheered the two of you on.

Once Beomgyu took the shot, his hand reached for your wrist as he pulled you away to Yeonjun's room. Your head had begun to spin with the amount of alcohol you consumed.

Now, however, you feel somewhat sobered up, as Beomgyu pauses the movie to look at you with curious eyes.

"Do you want to continue watching the movie? I heard this part makes people feel the most uncomfortable," he says.

You scoff. Why does he care whether you're comfortable or not?

"I'll be fine, no need to check up on me," you reply with a hand gesture.

"Okay, well, just to let you know that the movie gets bloodier from this point on. Let me know if you need anything, okay?" Beomgyu looks at you with a small smile before he goes back to playing the movie.

Suddenly, there's a loud crack of thunder and you can't control the trembles that take over your body. You know that Beomgyu's already noticed your shaking as the movie pauses again.

"Give me your hand."

"Why?" comes your disgruntled reply.

"Just give me your hand."

Beomgyu's open palm is placed in front of you as you hesistantly place your hand in his. His thumb immediately rubs circles on the back of your hand, as his other hand comes to pat at the top of your head.

"Not good with thunderstorms?" he asks.

You shake your head, afraid to meet his eyes.

"That's okay. I'll turn the movie off and you can listen to some music, 'kay?" Beomgyu offers, hand not leaving yours once.

He's quick to open a browser, loading Enhypen's TAYO music video. He places his Airpod in your other ear, allowing you to be surrounded by the bright voices of Enhypen as the thunderstorm continues outside.

"Why did you put this on?" you pout at him, taking one of the Airpods out.

"It'll help take your mind off things," Beomgyu shrugs. "Trust me."

Beomgyu sings along with the song as you close your eyes, not wanting to think of the lightning and the thunder outside. Although you're wearing Airpods, you can hear Beomgyu's voice perfectly matching the melody of the song.

"Even when it's dark, Tayo is not scared~"

And just as quickly as the song came on, it quickly stops, Billy Poco already loading on the screen.

You open your eyes and Beomgyu makes a face at you as he sings, "Heavy, heavy two! My name is Poco!"

Bursting out into giggles, you lightly smack at his arm with your free hand as Beomgyu begins to dance along to the music that he can't hear.

You couldn't imagine at all Beomgyu trying to help you before a panic attack, so seeing him in real life try his hardest to distract you from one of your greatest fears has your heart shaking. Who knew Beomgyu was so nice?

—

You wake up the next morning to loud screaming, at what you think is the brink of dawn. Why your friends don't become zombies during hangovers like normal people, you will never understand.

Following the scent of bacon down the hallway, you glare at your friends as they greet you good morning.

"You're crazy, it's like 8 in the morning and you're screaming about how Taehyun can't cook to save his life?" you glower at Kai, whose voice is clearly the loudest.

"Morning, love of my life!" Kai grins at you. "I'm sorry for yelling, please sit down so I can plate you some food. Please don't be mad at me."

Rolling your eyes, you take a seat across Beomgyu, who can't seem at even look at you. Great, at least some things have gone back to normal.

He digs at his strawberry yogurt like there's some sort of prize at the bottom, as Taehyun places a plate of breakfast in front of you. The food doesn't look half bad, so you decide to dig in, albeit rather slowly.

"So~" Kai begins to speak in a sing song voice, signaling that he's about to annoy the shit out of you. "What did you do last night?"

"I watched part of a movie with Beomgyu?" you ask in reply, not liking where this conversation seems to be headed.

"Are you sure?~" Kai asks again, with his sing song voice. "Because when I went to spy on you, I saw you two holding hands~ And singing to children's songs!"

Instead of responding to Kai's obvious attacks, you shovel some eggs into your mouth, little pieces of protein sticking to your face in the process.

Beomgyu shrugs at Kai, then points to a corner of his mouth as he looks at you, "She doesn't do well with thunderstorms."

You smooth your fingers over your mouth trying to get all the egg off your face, before Beomgyu shakes his head at you. Then it's like everything else happens in slow motion afterwards, as he leans across the table, swiping his thumb over your top lip, removing whatever was left there.

Soobin drops his wooden spoon in shock at Beomgyu touching your face so casually and you having no reaction to it whatsoever. Yeonjun gasps at the interaction and Taehyun, the actual Traitor he is, snaps a picture as blackmail material.

"Christ, you spend one night together and suddenly it's like the world is ending," you huff. Once Beomgyu's back in his seat, your heart speeds up as your face seems to melt away. You stab at your bacon, pointing your butter knife at your friends, "You better shut up about this. I hear one thing from any of you and you're donezo."

Despite your empty threat, you know your friends will be making fun of this moment to your face for as long as you'll live. Curse you, Choi Beomgyu and your inability to keep your hands to yourself.

the second scene.

Soobin's voice is muffled over the call, he's constantly having to repeat himself not only because of the shit connection, but because his temporary roommate, a dumbass named Hwang Hyunjin, will not stop talking about how he thinks his dog is evil. You think if you actually had to meet him in real life, you'd be mildly annoyed.

"I swear— I've been nice and proper and civilized. I just don't understand why I, of all people, am watching horror movies with The Choi Beomgyu. Hasn't he got any other friends?" you mutter, displeased.

You're still in the middle of the first movie you tried to watch at Yeonjun's. You two didn't end up finishing it due to the thunderstorm fiasco, so Beomgyu took matters into his own hands and invited you over to his house.

You sit with your bum planted on the floor of his bedroom, much too nervous to stay out in the common areas of the house in case his brother sees you. He's gone out to get you snacks for the movie, in case you get a little hungry. His room borders messy, but still looks somewhat clean, with a bird cage in one corner. BTS posers decorate the walls, which makes you laugh because Beomgyu doesn't seem like the ARMY type to you.

"He's got other friends, but not all of them are willing to watch horror movies for fun. Take for example, Yang Jeongin—"

Suddenly Soobin's voice is cut off as Hyunjin borderline yells, "You know Yang Jeongin?"

You don't know whether to laugh or cry at Hyunjin's constant interruptions, instead choosing to get up and say hi to the pretty green parrot in its cage.

Soobin ignores Hyunjin and continues talking to you, all of which leave your ears as soon as he speaks. You smile at the parrot, waving your hand in front of it, "Hi? Can you say Y/N? Y/N?"

The parrot mimics your tone of voice as it replies, "Y/N is so pretty~ She is so pretty~"

You gasp, hand coming to slap at your open mouth as you return your focus back to your phone call with Soobin, "Bin, did you hear that? This bird just called me pretty!"

"Oh," Soobin deadpans, to your curiousity, "uhhh, I have no idea why that is, haha. Uhhh, maybe don't talk to the bird."

"Soobin, why did this—"

"I have no idea— you're kkrrekeene— grrrehenn— breaking up—" Soobin says, making noises as he hangs up on you abruptly. You stare down at your phone, dumbfounded as Beomgyu walks into the room.

He looks at you, almost scared, pale with wide eyes, "Did you, uhh, talk to Toto? While I was gone?"

The look on his face has you frightened as you shake your head, "N-no, I was on the phone with Soobin and decided to look at the bird."

"Oh, thank God," Beomgyu exasperates, his free hand coming up to clutch at his chest. "He'll— uhh, call you stupid. Yeah, he'll call you stupid if you talk to him!"

Wanting to roll your eyes, you make your way back to where you were previously seated and take a seat, with Beomgyu quickly taking the seat beside you. His knees lightly brush against yours, and he's quick to pull away, making sure you've got breathing space. You thank the stars above that Beomgyu's got common sense.

He dumps the bag of snacks onto the table in front of you, and lo and behold, your favourite brand of chips sits at the very top. You think your eyes twinkle a bit because Beomgyu can only chuckle at you.

"How did you know I love these chips?" you ask, already grabbing at the bag and marvelling at its shiny exterior.

Beomgyu scratches at his cheekbone for a little bit, unable to think of what to reply, "I think Soobin mentioned it in passing once."

This has got to be a complete lie from Beomgyu's side because Soobin doesn't even remember your birthday — how would he know what your favourite chips are? Huffing, you sit on your knees as Beomgyu readies the movie on his MacBook.

A good fifteen minutes later and you're shaking. The snacks are untouched and unopened — really, who could eat food as they watch such a gruesome movie? You watch as the main character walks across the room, his stomach cut open and his intestines are pulled out of his body as he inches closer to his dying wife. The sight is unnerving and makes you want to throw up in your spot. Willingly, you reach for Beomgyu's hand as he pauses the movie.

"I don't want to watch this anymore," you mumble, eyes looking away from the screen. The movie is so graphic, you think it's already burned its image into the backs of your eyelids.

"Yeah? It's too much," Beomgyu agrees, closing his laptop. He squeezes your hand, his palm warm against your own. You're dizzy, but whether it's from the movie or the way his thumb rubs circles into the back of your hand, you don't know. "Do you need anything? Or do you want to lay down?"

"I don't know," you answer, looking at Beomgyu through your eyelashes. "I- It's just- Could you hold my other hand too?"

Beomgyu takes your free hand in his own, his thumb rubbing circles into your other hand as well. He huffs, "If you'd like, you're free to lay down on my bed and nap for a while, take your mind off the movie."

"What about you?" you ask, pout settling on your lips.

You watch as Beomgyu's eyes flicker down to your mouth, then back up to your eyes. "I'll be fine. I'll continue with the movie with my AirPods so you don't have to hear anything, okay?"

There's something that seems like emptiness in your stomach once Beomgyu pulls his hands away from yours and pats your head lightly. Taking that as your cue to leave his side, you get up on his bed, laying on your back as you take his pillow and press your face into it. Beomgyu's scent surrounds you as you close your eyes. The notes of mandarin and cedarwood comfort you as your breathing evens itself out. No longer are you thinking of the colour of the main character's intestines, but you find yourself instead thinking of Beomgyu. How he smells so nice, how his hands are so soft and warm, how — maybe you'd prefer to think about the main character's organs trailing across the cement floor.

Almost 2 hours later, your eyes finally open and you find a sleeping Beomgyu sitting on the floor with his torso resting against his bed. It must be so uncomfortable sleeping like that, you think. You get up into a sitting position and just stare at Beomgyu's sleeping face. He looks so peaceful, so serene, almost in a cute way. Shaking your head to rid yourself of these thoughts, your eyes trace his features. Long eyelashes, button nose, plush lips — where is your mind going?

"Y/N, stop looking at me," Beomgyu mumbles. His voice is raspy from sleep as he readjusts himself. "I know I'm handsome but will you just let me rest?"

You scoff, "Why would I wanna look at your ugly face? Dumbass. I'm leaving now, just let me know when to meet next."

As you make your way off his bed, Beomgyu struggles to stand up as he mutters, "Wait!"

You decide to not listen to what he has to say to you, deeming it Not That Important. It's like a switch has gone off in your brain and you can't stand to be in Beomgyu's presence again.

—

"When are you coming back from Japan?" you mumble into your laptop camera, pout evident on your face. You hope Soobin will take pity on you and get on the next flight back to your city at lightning speed. He's been gone a total of 13 days now and you feel like you've just started your descent into madness. It doesn't help that most of your other friends are out of town for the semester, either.

"Why? Miss me?" Soobin chuckles. Hwang Hyunjin sits beside him on the couch, almost joined at the hip. You didn't expect Soobin to befriend him so easily. Hyunjin pulls an ugly face at you through the camera. "I have a whole two months left here."

"No—" you huff, sticking your tongue out at Hyunjin. "It's just that I hate being alone with Beomgyu. It's like he's eating me alive through my thoughts."

"It seems like you like him if you think about him so much," Hyunjin says. Who does he think he is, sticking his nose into your business like that? You only just met him today and he thinks he can dictate your feelings for Choi Beomgyu? "But I take it you dislike him, yeah?"

Nevermind. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to have an unbiased opinion.

"She literally had the biggest crush on him when we were sixteen, Hyunjin. How could she hate him?" Soobin adds.

"Feelings change, people change, I dunno. But nothing's ever really permanent," Hyunjin shrugs. "If she dislikes him then she dislikes him. They're her feelings. Not yours."

You're starting to like this Hyunjin guy. Hopefully when Soobin comes back, you can get his contact details and become friends with him.

Soobin opens his mouth to say something, then closes it again. Hyunjin then asks you a simple question, "How did you go from having a crush on him to disliking him?"

"Well," you begin, "my history with Beomgyu is complicated. He would always pull on my hair when we were children. Then he kissed me when we were thirteen because he said he liked me. Then he told a bunch of our classmate I was a bad kisser. After puberty, I thought he became cuter so I developed a crush on him. Then he tripped me in front of one of his friends and laughed as I fell. So there are a lot of reasons why I dislike him."

"Damn," Hyunjin comments. "I dislike him too, what the fuck is his problem?"

"See?! And Soobin always has to bring up my crush for no reason," you exclaim, excited that someone is finally on your side.

"That's because Soobin is an asshole," Hyunjin snickers. He then looks at Soobin, who's giving him the side eye. "No offence, Soobs. So are you going to continue watching horror movies with him after the really gross one today?"

You're about to answer Hyunjin's question when your phone lights up with a few text notifications.

» beomgyu (don't reply) [20:13]: hey, i'm so sorry the movie made you overwhelmed and uncomfortable :( i'll make it up to you

» beomgyu (don't reply) [20:14]: ice cream?? dinner?? cake at your favourite cafe?? let me know!!

"Oh my God— I think he just asked me out," you mutter, throwing your phone across your bed. "Well, I don't know if it is a date or not, but he wants to make up for the disgusting movie from earlier."

"Say YES!" "Say NO!"

Soobin and Hyunjin answer at the same time, much to their chagrin as they begin to bicker over whether or not you should let Beomgyu treat you to some cake. The argument lasts for a good ten minutes, before their takeout is delivered. Before you bid them adieu, you make sure not to let them know what your answer is. You've known Soobin for most of your life — you've come to accept his big mouth and his ability to remember every single detail about you that's Beomgyu related.

the interlude.

Beomgyu meets you outside of your favourite animal cafe; the one puppy cafe that Soobin brings you to when he needs to bribe you into doing something. It's nestled between a bookstore and a flower shop, both of which are really cute.

Beomgyu walks out of the flower shop at your designated meeting time, with newly styled hair, and a pink peony in one hand. You want to gawk at how good he looks, but don't, knowing that his ego will grow to the size of Jupiter at such a reaction.

"H-hello," you greet, a bit nervous. As much as you want to think this isn't a date, you still managed to psyche yourself out, spending an hour on FaceTime with Yunjin deciding what to wear. Of course, you didn't tell her what the occasion was — but you still went with her suggestion: a periwinkle off-shoulder chiffon dress. Luckily, you're not the only one dressed up, as Beomgyu's clad in an expensive looking cream cableknit cardigan, a black dress shirt with rings all over his fingers. Needless to say, he looks breathtaking — even more so under the setting sun.

Beomgyu waves, immediately holding the flower out towards you. He looks flushed, but that could easily be the sunset painting him a cute shade of peach. There's no way he's flustered over giving you a flower.

"What's this for?" you ask, laughing awkwardly. You take the flower and bring it to your nose, sniffing it. It's got such a refreshing smell, it reminds you of Beomgyu's laugh.

Interally, you're panicking. This is not a date, is it? Does he think it's a date? Oh God — is this a date? It's—

"Oh! I just wanted to get this for you as an apology," Beomgyu sputters. "You know, because you watched that really gruesome movie with me..." He chooses to not look into your eyes as he speaks, instead staring at the dandelions that are growing out of the cracks of the sidewalk. "Is it, is it weird?"

You shake your head quickly, "No! I mean, you didn't have to. Just taking me here is enough."

If it's even possible, Beomgyu flushes even more as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. He opens the door for you and tilts his head, allowing you to go in first.

You don't even look at the menu before you order, listing off the things you think you and Beomgyu would both enjoy: a slice of basque cheesecake, a slice of strawberry yogurt mousse cake, and a set of 4 macarons.

Beomgyu looks at you with bright eyes and a smile after you've ordered, asking, "Did you know strawberry yogurt is my favourite?" You nod back at him as he flushes again. For some reason, you can seem to recall almost every time you've seen Beomgyu with a strawberry yogurt cup in his hands. Including when he had one at Yeonjun's apartment after the party a few weeks ago.

He then looks down at the pomeranian perched in his lap, rubbing behind her ears with the softest smile on his face. Beomgyu coos at her, not even bothering to look you in the eyes as he thanks you.

You've completely spiralled into madness, you think, because seeing Beomgyu, your literal arch nemesis since middle school, smile at a puppy has got your heart racing nonstop. It feels like your heart is melting, the remains of once was pounding against your ribcage. You want to coo at him and the puppy; you also want to take multiple pictures from multiple angles so you can save and remember this moment forever. The little you inside your mind is screaming, wanting to argue with the real you for finding Choi Beomgyu with a puppy cute as Hell.

"Are you okay, Y/N? Do I have anything on my face?" Beomgyu's questions snap you back into reality. You must have been staring at him for quite some time because he's lost focus on the puppy in front of him. His eyes bore into yours as you finally close your mouth in realization. Tacky, but suspenseful horror film music plays in the background of your mind as you come to terms with what's been going on lately.

You're in your own personal horror movie — one, because you find Choi Beomgyu cute; and two, because it took you this long to realize that you think about Choi Beomgyu 24/7 because you think he's cute.

But not only is Choi Beomgyu cute, he's also nice. And kind. And considerate. And warm. And — fuck. You're in deep trouble.

You gulp, eyes wide as you force a smile on your face, trying to shake these nasty thoughts away from your head, "No! You're fine. It's fine. Everything is fine. I was just, uhh, thinking. About Soobin. And how much I miss Soobin."

Lying through your teeth, you sigh in relief as Beomgyu nods at you and goes back to entertaining the dog in front of him. Suddenly, there's a weight at your lower half and you look down to meet eyes with a chunky little English bulldog. His big eyes look up at you and you bend over to place him in your lap. This dog must be new, because last time you were here with Soobin, he wasn't. He smiles and licks at your chin and you giggle, rubbing the top of his head.

A waitress comes up to you in awe, big smile on her face, "This is so cute! You're the first person Teeny has liked since he got here!"

The waitress has confirmed your suspicions and you rub behind Teeny's ears as you look at Beomgyu. You notice how he smiles then turns to the waitress almost hesistantly, pulling his phone out of his pocket, "Would you mind taking a few pictures of us?"

"Not at all!" the waitress replies as she takes the phone from his hands. You look at her, almost stressed, eyes bulging out of their sockets as she begins to snap pictures of you two, counting down from three each time. You're pretty sure your eyes are closed in a few and in other ones, you're looking down at Teeny with a pout. So much for good pictures.

After a while, your desserts are placed in front of you and Beomgyu immediately digs into the strawberry yogurt mousse cake. However, you did not expect him to hold the fork to your mouth and look at you expectantly.

"Say ahh," he demands. You don't budge, pursing your lips. "I said, say ahh!"

Gone is the flustered Beomgyu from earlier. He has been replaced with the real Choi Beomgyu; the one who loves to annoy you, complete with his signature shit-eating grin.

"Y/N, come on, ahh," Beomgyu whines.

You finally open your mouth, and Beomgyu begins to make noises that replicate the sound of a flying plane as he leads the fork to your mouth. Then, the fork plane makes a complete detour and lands in the safety of Beomgyu's mouth instead.

You frown at him, "Really?"

Giggling, Beomgyu nods as he takes more cake onto the fork, "Do you really want me to feed you? Because I'll do it."

Grumbling, you finally take some cheesecake onto your fork, feeding yourself, "Feed yourself."

"No, come on, Y/N. I'll actually feed you this time! Say ahh," Beomgyu says. He opens his mouth as he feeds you the cake, like a mother would as she feeds her child. He begins to talk in a baby voice as you take the cake into your mouth, "Iz it goud, my wittwe Y/N?"

You roll your eyes at him, not bothering to care about the way heat has begun to travel up your torso in embarrassment, "Yes, it was good."

"Do you want more?" Beomgyu asks.

"Yes, but I'll feed myself," you mutter. You miss the way Beomgyu frowns, his shoulders deflating.

When you leave the cafe, the waitress who took your pictures earlier bids you goodbye, waving as you leave the store, "Goodbye! Have a nice night and have fun on the rest of your date!"

You've never been more stressed out in your life.

—

You're a few steps behind Beomgyu as he walks you down the sidewalk to your house. The remaining light sources are the flickering streetlights, the shitty porch lights, and the stars that shine down on the two of you. A cup of cake batter ice cream is in your right hand, the peony is in your left hand and your eyes are everywhere but Beomgyu's figure.

"You know, you don't have to continue watching the horror movies with me if you don't want to. They are pretty disturbing," Beomgyu says. His voice is so soft, you can't decipher whether you're actually hearing him or not. "And I know you can barely stand me, so I guess I wouldn't be surprised if you stopped watching with me."

Something sickly gnaws at the pit of your stomach, causing you to feel quesy; maybe it's guilt. Hastily shoving your spoon into your cup, you pick up your pace and walk beside Beomgyu, your eyes meeting his for the first time in hours.

"N-no! It hasn't been all that bad. I-I think the movies are interesting! Disturbing, yes, a bit, but they're interesting nonetheless," you stammer, heat travelling up your neck. You're not quite sure where you're going with this but you hope Beomgyu will understand, even if only a bit. "And... I guess I like keeping you company. You're not that bad, Beomgyu." Saying that last part, you drop your eyes to the ground.

The two of you walk past the house with the flower bed of tulips, a sign that you're closer to your house than you originally thought. Beomgyu hums, pushing his hands into his pockets and looking up at the indigo sky, "Really? You don't mind it? Me?"

"Not all all," you shake your head. "You've actually been really great, Gyu." You finally walk past your mom's 'TINY GRASS ARE DREAMING! PLEASE PICK UP AFTER YOUR DOG!' sign that sits on your lawn prettily. "This is my house."

Beomgyu walks up to the very last step of your porch. You stand at the top step, your eyes just a few centimeters above the crown of Beomgyu's head. The cosmos are reflected in his eyes as he looks up at you with a soft, small smile. You can feel your heart soaring and you desperately hope it doesn't show on your face.

"So I take it you'll continue watching the movies with me?" Beomgyu asks, a hint of hope in his voice. You can see the expectation and determination on his features. He's really way too cute.

How did you not see this before?

You nod. The world around you goes out of focus as Beomgyu goes up a step, bringing the two of you to eye level. This time, you can really see the galaxies in his eyes as he smiles at you. He doesn't kiss you — and you're not sure you want him to. Maybe you do. You aren't sure.

Maybe you do want him to kiss you, because all he does is pat your shoulder and then walk away, turning back a bit to wave at you. There's a bit of a weight in your stomach, something called disappointment as you purse your lips. You just hope he can't see the sadness in your face or in your voice as you call out, "Good night!"

the third scene.

The look on Beomgyu's face from that night haunts you. Not in a bad way, but in a way that makes you seem like you've been seeing things that aren't really there. Because whatever chemistry you had with Beomgyu that night is gone. The past few weeks, he's refused to hold your hand when you're overwhelmed, he doesn't buy you snacks anymore, and he doesn't sit as close to you anymore. It makes you feel weird. Almost like an incomplete puzzle.

When did you start noticing these things? The little details? Before, things like this wouldn't bug you. In fact you would have preferred for Beomgyu not to touch you, to keep his hands to himself. To not giggle at you as he pretends to feed you food. To not look into your eyes with worry or concern. Now, it bothers you. It eats away at you like an eagle to its prey.

"Ready for the last film?" Beomgyu asks. His eyes don't meet yours; they linger on his clasped hands that rest on his lap. "This one... is a little different. It's labelled as an art film, but it truly is a horror film through and through."

It hasn't been all that long since you started coming to Beomgyu's house to watch movies. It's been around 6 weeks now, but it feels like time has moved way too quickly. Last week, you were on your 6th film and now you're on your tenth and final film. Where does the time go? It really flies when you don't notice.

Nodding at him, you sit on top of his bed, with your back against his headboard and your legs crossed. The aircon whirs quietly, breaking the silence between the two of you. The breeze picks up Beomgyu's scent and you find yourself trapped in a room that smells like nothing but comfort to you. You know that when this is all over, you'll miss the smell of mandarin and cedarwood.

The movie begins and once again, you find yourself unable to concentrate on the movie in front of you. Instead, you find yourself thinking about Beomgyu. And his smile. And his laughter. Your eyes aren't on the screen anymore; they've travelled far to the other side of the room where your vision is unfocused and blurry and watery with tears. You don't know why. You can't comprehend why. You roll down the sleeves of your hoodie, eagarly patting at your eyes, hoping Beomgyu doesn't notice.

But like every other time you've been uncomfortable, Beomgyu notices right away. So he pauses the movie and looks at you concerned.

However, this time is different. He silently takes your hand and pulls you into his body, so you're on his lap. He brings a hand to the top of your head and begins to comb through your hair, lightly scratching at your scalp at times. He continues until your tears stop and you look up at him with round, red, teary eyes.

"Overwhelmed?" Beomgyu asks. You're at the point in the movie where the victims of the politicians are huddled nude together in the washroom of the mansion, crying and praying for a quick and painless death.

You nod, lying.

"Okay, you can sit in my lap if you uncomfortable. Here, sit like this," Beomgyu suggests. The two of you reposition yourselves so you're sitting in between Beomgyu's legs. He continues the movie and perches his chin on your shoulder. All you can think of is his breathing on your neck and the epicenter of his scent, which surrounds you. After a while, he pulls you into his chest, his arms coming around your waist as the two of you continue to watch the movie. You find yourself wrapped in his warmth and you desperately hope he can't feel or hear the slamming of your heart against your chest.

The movie continues, but like always, your mind isn't on the film. It's on Beomgyu and the little ways he treats you kindly, respectfully, and carefully. You don't notice at first, but you can feel the way his hands rub up and down your sides as if to soothe you. That alone makes it harder for you. It makes you want to cry even more.

—

"I've lost my goddamn mind, Soobin. You need to come back now," you groan. You're not even in frame on camera. Your face is pressed into your pillows and it's a wonder how Soobin can even understand your muffled speaking. "I need you here — without you, I don't have a brain."

Soobin scoffs, scratching at his nose as he glares at your lifeless body through the screen, "Even when I'm with you, you don't have a brain, idiot. Now what's the matter?"

You sigh, getting up to face your compuer. You look like you haven't slept in days, the bags under your eyes so dark, they wouldn't even be considered ugly. Bringing your face into your hands, you cry out, "What if— what if I actually do like Beomgyu?"

You whisper his name, as if saying it was forbidden. As if Beomgyu was near you, able to hear you, even when you whispered his name.

"You're losing sleep over a crush on Beomgyu?" Soobin snorts. "I thought the world was ending! And you tell me you think you have a crush on Beomgyu?! Y/N, I— I don't know what to even say to that! You're so stupid!"

You like to think you can see yourself clearly; you know what you like, what you don't like, what you hate. But where does your mortal enemy, Choi Beomgyu, lie now?

"You need to help me!" you whine. "I can't do this anymore!"

"How can I help you, Y/N? The only things you've told me are that you're stressed and that you've been stressed," Soobin states. "I understand you're having heart pain, but why?! What happened?"

"I went out with Beomgyu and I don't know if it was a date but I wanted him to kiss me at the end and now all I can think about is the way he looked at me that night and I think I might be having a stroke right now so please get on a plane and come back home, Soobin," you say, the words leaving your mouth at top speed. "You can bring Hwang Hyunjin too and the two of you can plan my funeral, but please don't make the eulogy about how I wanted Choi Beomgyu to kiss me."

"You wanted WHO to WHAT?!" Hyunjin semi-screams as he comes into frame. "I told you not to go out with him!"

"I should have listened to you!" you cry. "Now I'm stuck in this mess! Beomgyu won't hold my hand anymore and he won't buy me snacks anymore and he won't even come near me anymore!"

"Oh my God... Y/N, you have to tell him how you feel," Hyunjin says. "You can't just expect him to read your mind. 3 weeks ago you hated him and now you want to kiss him? You've got to let him know."

"I know, but- but, what if he hurts me?" you whine, bringing your pillow up to your face. You let out a scream, grateful that the material of the pillow fully mutes your outburst. "I don't even know if he likes me! What if he hates me?"

"You should talk to Yunjin about this," Soobin answers you. There's something in his voice — concern? Guilt? You don't know, but there's something in his voice that makes you worried.

You agree with him, wishing him a good night as you flop over in your bed. You can't think clearly, you can't hear clearly, and you sure as Hell can't see clearly. You try to force yourself into sleeping, eyes squeezed shut as you try to drown out your myriad of thoughts. It doesn't work.

the fourth scene.

School is boring and you kind of really miss spending your afternoons in the confines of Beomgyu's room, huddled underneath his blankets and listening to the whirring of his aircon. Today, you find yourself picking at your lunch as Kai tells you the story of how he accidentally dropped his shoe out of the helicopter in Jeju-do.

Kai frowns, pointing his fork at you, "Something happened with Beomgyu and now you're depressed. At least pretend to listen when I speak to you."

"What makes you say that?" you wonder. Either Soobin told him or his Y/N sixth senses have gotten better.

"You spelled Beomgyu out with the letters in your soup," Kai points out. "Who even orders alphabet soup at an Italian restaurant?"

You huff. You hadn't even noticed you spelled out Beomgyu's name in your soup.

"Also Soobin told me."

Of course.

"There's no shame in having a crush, Y/N," Kai says. He twirls his linguine around his fork with his spoon and shoves the whole thing in his mouth. He then speaks with his mouth full, "Even if it is on your mortal enemy."

You pout, whines spilling out of your mouth almost instantly, "Yeah, but what if he doesn't like me back? What if he's only playing with me?"

Kai swallows his food before he starts speaking again, "No offence, Y/N, but why would Beomgyu play you? It seems like you don't know him as well as you think."

"I know that sometimes he's a total asshole to me," you mutter, playing with the condensation on your water glass. "And that he really likes to annoy me."

"Don't you think that maybe there's a reason for that?" Kai hints.

You can only blankly stare at him and blink, as no answers come to your head. Kai sounds pretty sure of himself and that only makes you doubt yourself more. You've really got to stop befriending people with big mouths.

—

Yunjin FaceTimes you that night. The connection isn't the best, but you've basically forgiven her as NYU is known for their shitty wifi connection.

"Yunjin, why is Beomgyu like that to me?" you ask. Hopefully she'll understand what that means since she's basically known Beomgyu since they began to talk. "Like, is there a reason for it? Everyone seems to know but me."

"Do you really not know?" Yunjin replies, an eyebrow raised.

"No," you answer, your own eyebrows furrowing. "If you can't tell me, can you at least let me know why he tripped me in front of Lee Heeseung?"

"Oh! I know why he tripped you in front of Heeseung! It's because Heeseung liked you at the time," Yunjin grins.

You scoff, "So he had to trip me? What good would tripping me do?"

"Look, Y/N, I have all your answers, but you're better off asking Beomgyu your questions. I don't think you'd want to hear the answers coming from me," Yunjin shrugs. "Just know that Beomgyu isn't that big of an asshole. There are reasons he acts the way he does, even if those reasons don't make much sense. And, Y/N? He wouldn't play you. I'd cross my heart and hope to die."

You decide to take Yunjin's word for it, knowing she would never lie to you.

You've kept your distance from Beomgyu for over seven years now, thinking he was an entire asshole. But after spending almost an entire summer alone with him, you realize he isn't even close to an asshole. He's nothing of the sort.

Beomgyu is nice. He's kind. He's generous.

Beomgyu lets you hold both of his hands when you're overwhelmed and shaking. He lets you hog all of the blankets when the aircon in his room is turned up too high. He lets you lounge around in his room when he leaves to buy you snacks just in case you're a bit peckish. Hell, he even lets you sleep through the movies when you don't want to watch them.

Maybe you couldn't see clearly before. The atmosphere that surrounded you was a hazy mess of greys. It was a mess — your world was no longer black and white. But maybe not everything is black and white. Beomgyu is a grey area and you were doubtful about your feelings for him. But now, you're glad you can see through the haze. You know now just what you feel for Beomgyu. It's all clear now. You don't need rose tinted glasses; you know that you like Beomgyu. You've liked him for so long. It all makes sense now.

the climax.

It's been almost 5 days since the last time you've seen Beomgyu. He was at the ice cream parlour with his brother, the two of them standing in line waiting to be served. You said a quick hi then left, not wanting to be stared down at by his brother. Since then, you've been melting alone in your room, your hair a frizzy mess and your bed covered in sweat puddles. Summer semester was much better when you were with Choi Beomgyu.

Today, you shoot him a few texts. You're nervous, but you can't wait anymore. You've got to bite the bullet now. What else can you do?

Hide, maybe. But after your big epiphany a week ago, you feel the need to confess now. You want to see Beomgyu. You need to see Beomgyu. You can't stand being without him — you feel empty.

» y/n [14:19]: hey can you come over? i have smth important to tell you

» y/n [14:20]: you don't rly have to if you don't want to tho!! dw ab it

» beomgyu (reply!!) [14:23pm]: i'll be there. just getting ice cream rn

Beomgyu stands on your porch at 3pm sharp. His hair is messy and he's all out of breath, but he still holds out a cup of cake batter ice cream to you before he hunches over to catch his breath. His eyes are glued to the Molang house slippers you're wearing.

"Did you run here?" you ask, taking a bite of the ice cream. He nods, still huffing and puffing. "Why?" you sigh.

"Don't get mad, but," Beomgyu huffs, finally standing up straight and looking into your eyes. He gives you a small smile, "I wanted to see you. It's been a while since I've seen you last."

It's been a while since you've seen his smile, so as an automatic response, your heart flips and you bite back your own smile. You quickly turn around and place the cup of ice cream on the porch bench.

"So what did you want to say?" Beomgyu asks, playing with the ring on his finger. He's nervous and you can tell. This was a habit you picked up on within the first 2 weeks of being around him. "Are you going to tell me off because I cuddled you? I'm actually sorry; I just wanted to comfort you and—"

"No! Not that, definitely not that. I liked that," you comment awkwardly. "No need to apologize for that. I should be the one to apologize."

"Apologize for what?" Beomgyu tilts his head in confusion. You want to laugh; he looks exactly like a puppy.

"For thinking you were an asshole for seven years," you reply. "Um, I kind of realized, you know, after spending two months with you, that you're not really an asshole."

Beomgyu nods, a signal that you should go on, so you let out a shaky breath and continue.

"I had a crush on you in high school— like massive teenage girl crush on you and I think I still do. I think a part of me really resented you for tripping me in front of Lee Heeseung and then laughing. But I guess for the past 4 years, I've been blinded by my hatred and I'm sorry. You don't have to forgive me, I just really needed to say that. And you also don't have to like me back. I'm just kind of stupid for liking someone that's nice to me."

Beomgyu takes both of your shaky hands and holds them, the both of your fingers interlocking and palms touching. He's still as warm as ever as his thumbs do what they usually do.

"Wait— fuck, go back. Rewind. Rewind. You liked me in high school? During the time I tripped you in front of Heeseung?" Beomgyu asks, eyebrows raised. He looks a bit skeptical as you nod at him. "I tripped you in front of Heeseung because I thought- someone told me you liked him and at the time, Heeseung liked you back so I- oh my God, I am so stupid. I liked you back then and the reason I tripped you was so that you wouldn't like Heeseung if he laughed at you."

Your jaw hangs open at Beomgyu's revelation. You pull a hand away to lightly smack his arm, "That's such a stupid reason! You like a girl so you trip her?!"

"I never said I was smart!" Beomgyu defends himself. "I was 16 and dumb; I actually thought you liked Heeseung so tripping you and getting him to laugh at you would diminish any chance he had with you!"

You purse your lips, "It diminished any chance you had with me back then!"

"I know that now," Beomgyu mutters, eyes going back down to your slippers. "Sorry."

"What about when we were thirteen?" you pry, arms crossing over your chest.

"You mean when I kissed you and then told everyone you were a bad kisser?" Beomgyu asks. He scratches at his jaw, eyes now looking up at the sky in thought. "I was mad at you. I had liked you for so long and I finally told you I liked you. Then you let me kiss you. But you didn't give me answer! You didn't tell me how you felt!"

"Then kiss me now and I'll give you one!" you exclaim. "I'll make up for it. Kiss me. Now."

At your demand, Beomgyu steps closer to you; he fixes your hair first and places a hand on your jaw. Then he raises an eyebrow, as if to ask 'are you sure?'

You scoff, "Just do it."

At your insistance, Beomgyu leans down, pressing his lips to yours. Beomgyu's lips are just as soft as you thought they'd be. He tastes a little like pink bubblegum as he pulls away to look into your eyes. Then, he grins and pulls you in for another kiss.

This time, you pull away, face warm and mood giddy. Smiling at him, you say, "Do you think being an asshole to me was worth it?"

"No. I waited seven years like an absolute fool. You should have told me four years ago!" Beomgyu jokes. He reaches up to gently swipe his thumb across your cheekbone, treating you like you're made of glass. "But truthfully, yes. It was worth it. I'd wait seven more years if I had to."

"Oh my God. You're down bad," you gag.

Honestly, though? You agree with Beomgyu. The seven year wait and the enemies to lovers arc was worth it, especially now that you can openly admit to being wrong about Beomgyu.

It might have taken an entire semester, but at least Choi Beomgyu isn't the very bane of your exitence anymore. That just leaves summer. And sometimes Soobin.

bonus scene.

You lay comfortably in Beomgyu's hold as he sits cross legged on Kai's bedroom floor. Everyone's finally home from their summer plans, so you took it upon yourselves to have a group hangout before the fall semester begins. Even Hwang Hyunjin is with you.

Suddenly, a thought pops in your mind as you take the popsicle out of your mouth, "Oh yeah, can someone tell me why Beomgyu's bird knows my name?"

"You talked to my bird?!" Beomgyu shouts in your ear. As you recoil in pain, he just grins at you, "Sorry, babe."

"Oh yeah. Toto says dumb shit like 'Y/N is so pretty~ She's so pretty~' Right?" Taehyun snorts. "That's because he's been talking to his bird about you since we were like twelve."

"Oh my God. Really?" you ask, freezing in shock. "What the fuck, Gyu?"

"We were twelve. If I had told Soobin I thought you were pretty, he'd tell your dumb ass because he's got a big mouth," Beomgyu exclaims. "He still has a big ass mouth."

"At least I didn't tell her when she asked me about it!" Soobin says. "I pretended we were cutting off and hung up!"

"And you're proud about that?" Yunjin snorts. "I would have told her. Imagine going to some guy's house and his bird starts calling you pretty. That's creepy."

"Hey! Don't call my boyfriend some guy," you pout. "He's more than just some guy. He's my boyfriend!"

"Yeah," Beomgyu agrees. "I'm her boyfriend."

At his statement, everyone fake gags. They may seem disgusted, but you know that deep, deep, deep, deep, deep down, they're happy for you two. And that's all you could ever ask for.

[9s-fic-recs]

LIAR! | Choi Beomgyu x f!reader

SYNPOSIS: in which skater boy wannabe Choi Beomgyu, notorious at Hybe high for skipping class, flirting with everyone and lying about...everything is confronted by his ex and lies about having a new girlfriend. The problem is, as he looks around the cafeteria he locks eyes with Y/N, model student and Queen of the school, he ropes her into his mess, stating that they've been secretly dating for months. And for some unknown reason...everybody believes him.

CONTAINS: highschool au!, basically strangers to lovers, fake relationship, my awful sense of humour, social media au! + written parts, crack, fluff, sexual innuendos, foul language and dumb memes.

STATUS: COMPLETED!

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PROFILES: "the Princess and the Peasants" "Barney and Friends" "Supporting Cast + Secret Accounts"

1.1 mommy? sorry

1.2 are there hot people?

2. what the actual FUCK?!

3. I'll burn the body.

4. watermelon sugar BYE

5. maybe mind control...?

6. bugs bunny kinnie

7. completely and utterly screwed.

8. barbie>beomgyu

9. maybe next time

10. 222 dig bick lane

11. heres to starting over<3

12. stop... this?

13. damn... that sucks.

14. yn and beomgyu, stop being dumb.

15. profanity police

16. I was never pretending.

a/n: this is my first ever smau so it's probably not going to be that good, I appreciate feedback and constructive criticism but please don't just be mean for the fun of it. I hope you enjoy :)

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[9s-fic-recs]

➷ a star called you | c.bg

ᯤ pairing: choi beomgyu x reader

ᯤ genre(s): social media au (semi sometimes), college au, band txt, slice of life, fluff, crack, maybe some angst?

ᯤ warning(s): language, gyu gets wasted in a chapter, mentions of food, chapter-specific warnings will be listed on said chapters.

ᯤ synopsis: yn and their friends run the campus radio for which yn is the host of the evening show "dear sputnik", where they share stories and hope to create a healing space for all students— even though many don't listen to it. little does yn know, their biggest fan, angel313, is choi beomgyu— the boy they've silently had a crush on for the past four years.

ᯤ release date: 28 June 2021 – 30 August 2021

ᯤ status: completed.

profiles || chapter 1: “SIMP” || chapter 2: “flowers” || chapter 3: “hope, cheerful thoughts & friendship” || chapter 4: “yogurt” || chapter 5: “agreeing with soobin” || chapter 6: “dear sputnik” || chapter 7: “tuesdays” || chapter 8: “i’m telling your mom” || chapter 9: “f2l” || chapter 10: “arthur, guinevere & lancelot” || chapter 11: “another contender” || chapter 12: “blowing my cover” || chapter 13: “technical difficulties” || chapter 14: “panicking” || chapter 15: “on your side” || chapter 16: “a thimble” || chapter 17: “drought” || chapter 18: “smoke” || chapter 19: “ynsplace” || chapter 20: “modern society” || chapter 21: “phase zero” || chapter 22: “my love” || chapter 23: “lover boy” || chapter 24: “mourning clothes” || chapter 25: “karen” || chapter 26: “kimb187” || chapter 27: “technicalities” || chapter 28: “mayday” || chapter 29: “sour” || chapter 30: “otp” || chapter 31: “rock-a-bye beomgyu” || chapter 32: “trust” || chapter 33: “plushies” || chapter 34: “twinks” || chapter 35: “steve” || chapter 36: ghosting || chapter 37: “air supply” || chapter 38: “robbed” || chapter 39: “asanoya” || chapter 40: “lover not a fighter” || chapter 41: “party pooper” || chapter 42: “big brain era” || chapter 43: “a bad tamale” || chapter 44: “boomer” || chapter 45: “hocus pocus” || chapter 46: “snack cupboard” || chapter 47: “not daijoubu” || chapter 48: “soulmates” || chapter 49: “angel313” — bonus !! || chapter 50: “a star called you” [end]

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when subin and yn go costume shopping by @yoonzinoswife

[9s-fic-recs]

AGAINST ALL ODDS

SYNOPSIS — after an unfortunate relationship in high school, y/n is determined to focus on everything except love as soon as she steps in college. things have been going well for her, but it was as if the universe was against her. what if she’s suddenly met with the person who broke her heart in the same library she finds solace in? the same person who she had grown to despise?

PAIRING — physicsmajor!taehyun x fem! psychmajor!reader

GENRE — enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, crack, college au

WARNINGS — cursing, slow burn, pictures of food, mentions of alcohol

FEATURES — txt, olivia hye from loona, lia from itzy

STATUS — finished (220126 - 220610)

A/N: really wanted to try putting out a socmed au so here it is :D it's not going to be the best, but i hope it turns out okay (and that i am able to follow the schedule that i put out LOL it's a challenge that i'm willing to take). happy reading friends!

PROFILES 01 | PROFILES 02

01: dropping out | 02: in the library | 03: for my eyes only

04: cheer up, little pup | 05: the fate thing | 06: the build-up

07: an uneasy calm | 08: the big drop | 09: sensitive

10: tension | 11: hyuka troubles | 12: the moment of truth

13: something big | 14: the first meeting | 15: little banters

16: do it to me too | 17: room 553 | 18: room 553 pt. 2

19: something shifted | 20: one step closer | 21: beomgyu's freedom

22: how cliché | 23: the day after | 24: comfort crowd

25: the middle of the night | 26: competition day | 27: betrayals

28: what if... | 29: the eternity café | 30: defying the odds (end)

extra 01: valentine's day | epilogue

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