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You end up drifting off at around six and wake up to both your alarm blaring at half past eight and your head throbbing with a similar kind of ring. You get out of bed, sighing as you trudge to the bathroom, getting ready for class.
You swap your pyjama bottoms for jeans and throw a hoodie on top, grabbing the bag you carefully packed the night before (one of your few good habits) and a banana you stuff into your mouth as you leave. Once you arrive in class you silently sit next to your group of friends and grab the closest source of caffeine.
âBlack coffee? Are you fucking with me? Youâre such an old man oh my god!â you exclaim after taking a big gulp of the stolen coffee.
âYet youâre still happily drinking it? Fuck off thatâs mine, you kept me up late I need it!â Doyoung retorts.
âI didnât do shit actually. If I remember correctly you told me to shut the fuck up and you went to bed. And you ignored me! A lot! I told you, Iâm sensitive!â you pout as you hand him back his coffee. During this interaction the rest of your friends sit there in confusion, you donât bother trying to explain, not enough energy.
âOkay did yâall fuck or what?â Jaehyun asks pointedly, and Johnny tuts at him for his explicitness. Instead of replying you wink at Jaehyun and ignore Doyoungâs disapproving glare. Jaehyun gasps dramatically, âOh my god yâall really fucked? I thought you guys were like archenemies, but FINALLY!â his words catch the attention of the people sitting around but it doesnât last long as he offers them his signature charming smile as an apology.
âWe didnât fuck, they texted me at three am and five am, calling me a bum and a poopyhead? Theyâre actually so immature. How youâre at such a prestigious university Iâll never understand. Perhaps you paid your way in? Fucked the dean of admissions?â he turns to you, quirking his eyebrow.
You give him a smirk, âDarling, you donât need to worry about how eventful my sex life is. If I were you Iâd worry about yours.â you poke, knowing full well Doyoung prioritises his studies over relationships. It is something you admire but you would never tell him that, god no, you would never give him the satisfaction.
âShould I be envious that your grades resemble your sex life? Full of Ds?â he snaps back, and you purse your lips to stop a snort, as you reach down to pull your laptop out of your bag and hide your face.
Before the lecture starts you reach your hand over Jaehyun to grab Doyoungâs coffee once more, finishing it with a quick gulp before smiling sweetly and dropping it into the bin beside you at the end of the row.
âThat was uncalled for.â Doyoungâs jaw tenses and he glares at you. If eyes could kill, you would be dead ten times over by now. Nothing new though, youâve grown immune to his stare considering how many times youâve fallen victim to it. Annoying Doyoung is the highlight of your dayâno, weekâ and has become part of your routine.
âGuess what?â you lean over the desk and beckon Doyoung to lean over and meet you in the middle. He stares at you blankly, refusing to move, and you roll your eyes, âYour face was uncalled for.â you grin, once more, before returning to your seat and focusing your attention on the start of the lecture.

âFor fucks sake, the stubble in my armpits keeps stabbing me. It's so uncomfortable!â you rub at them, hoping to soothe the skin. Johnny laughs and Doyoung rolls his eyes. âI donât think thatâs information we needed to know.â
âYour face isnât information we needed to know.â you bite back, sticking your tongue out at him, watching his jaw tense and teeth grinding.
âYou know, if you keep grinding your teeth like that, youâre gonna flatten them all. Youâre gonna look like an old man with no teeth at the age of 25!â you snort, pointing your finger at him.
âI wouldnât grind them if you didnât stress me out so much!â he scoffs.
âI wouldnât stress you out if you didnât stress me out!â you immediately return. Johnny is laughing at you both for the entire duration of this conversation and inwardly you congratulate yourself for providing such brilliant entertainment.
âWhat the fuck do I do?â he asks as you three reach the McDonaldâs, âYou exist.â you deadpan, ignoring him as you walk past him to get into line. He rolls his eyes for about the twentieth time today and doesnât respond. Doyoung decides itâs better to ignore you back.
âJohnny, Dongyoung, what do you guys want?â you ask.
âUmm, cheeseburger, fries, strawberry milkshake,â Johnny responds, followed by silence. You look expectantly at Doyoung.
âHey? You big bum, what do you want?â you ask Doyoung, poking his side. He falters for a second, âUh, Chicken nuggets, Large.â
You nod and turn to order, âBut why?â you look back at him, confused, âWhy are you ordering me food?â
This time itâs you who rolls their eyes, âAre you rejecting free food? Okay, I see how it is.â
âNo, Iâm not! Just wondering...â you ignore and order, telling them to sit down as you wait for your food. Once you return with the food you sit down, drinking your hot chocolate and munching on some chips.
âYo, have you guys watched the new PokĂ©mon movie yet?â Johnny asks. You shake your head.
âItâs probably gonna be shit. People go for the PokĂ©mon, not the plot.â Doyoung pokes. âThe plot is the PokĂ©mon you dumbass,â you respond.
âRegardless of the plot or the PokĂ©mon letâs go watch it!â Johnny suggests excitedly. Reluctantly you all make your way to the cinema, buying a large popcorn to share, and get your tickets for the movie.

âHey, Doyoung?â
âWhat?â
âYouâre an expired waffle.â The room may be dark, but you donât need light to know that Doyoung was rolling his eyes.
âYouâre a useless paperclip.â he retorts and at this, you gasp âKim Dongyoung how fucking dare you.â
He smirks and feigns innocence, âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
You narrow your eyes at him and give his wrist a light slap, âYou know exactly what Iâm talking about! I used that insult and you said it was dumb and now youâre using it!â
Doyoung slaps your wrist back, âA dumb insult for a dumb person eh?â your mouth is wide open. Youâre astounded that he dares give you this attitude, so you do what any normal person doesâ you grab a handful of popcorn and drop it down his shirt.
This, of course, causes Doyoung to yell and a little girl to stand up from her seat, turn around and say, âExcuse me can you please be quiet?â Doyoung grabs at your hand, still hovering over his shirt and you both politely apologise. Johnny is cracking up, as expected, and Doyoung is boiling with anger. You can practically see the steam tumbling out of his ears and the scowl across his face is clear in the light from the screen.
âYouâre helping me get it off!â still with your hand in his grasp he stands up, pulling you along with him, and some popcorn falling to the floor with a crackle.
âWhat the fuck am I meant to do?â you whisper but he pays you no attention and urges you to walk down the stairs. The audible crunch of the stray popcorn under your feet after every step makes you wince and Doyoungâs grip on your wrist remains tight. Reluctantly you follow him out of the theatre doors.
âYouâre such a fucking child! Now I have popcorn stuck in my boxers, Y/N, my BOXERS!â he frantically pulls on his shirt, trying to rid himself of the small kernels.
âYou seem more of a briefs guy to me...â you respond with a cheeky smile, attempting to keep the mood light-hearted.
âYouâre going to pay for this!â
âHey, I bought you McDonald's, didnât I?â
âThat doesnât give you a free pass to shove popcorn down my shirt! What is it with you, seriously!â his irritation only heightens with your responses, allowing for some harsh words to fall from his mouth.
âDo you have any common sense at all? Weâre trying to watch a movie for godâs sake, and youâre just playing around like an immature child! Can you not be sensible for one fucking moment?â you furrow your eyebrows while listening to him berate you.
âAlright there, Mr Kim, maybe you wanna slow down for a second? Go clean yourself up and take a breath.â you try to be the sensible adult he doesnât think you can be and hold back with further insults.
âOh great, now I seem like the bad guy,â he says, giving up in trying to rid himself of the popcorn remains.
âDonât worry, we know in this situation youâre the adult and Iâm the child you get to lecture.â You cross your arms and squint at him, struggling to hold in your own irritation.
âYour passive-aggressiveness is really subtle you know!â you take a step closer and tilt your head with a sweet smile, âWell I learnt from the best!â.
His jaw tenses and your eyes quickly flit to it before returning to his, âSeriously, stop grinding your teethâ but you donât need to take my advice! Who in their right mind would listen to an immature child, right?â
You try to walk past him to go back into the theatre but Doyoung lightly grasps your forearm. âI didnât mean what I said...â
You turn to look back, faces only centimetres away but eyes filled with spite, âYes, you did. In your eyes Iâm nothing but an irritating child, but youâre right so itâs fine.â you yank your arm away and re-enter the theatre, returning to your seat.
âEverything okay?â Johnny asks.
âYep. He just got really pissed.â
âOh, because of the popcorn?â Johnny offers you a sympathetic smile.
âBecause Iâm apparently immature and dumb and canât be sensible.â you scoff.
âI mean, you did chuck popcorn down his shirt...â
âAnd heâs slipped ice down the back of mine? Itâs mutual. Or at least I thought it was.â you sigh, frustrated that the day had to turn sour so quickly for no good reason.
You and Johnny end the conversation there, even when Doyoung returns. The extent of any other conversations consisting of the occasional comment about the movie. The movie ends, and you take your time getting up, stretching your limbs and yawning.
âThat was actually a decent movie.â Johnny expresses.
âYeah, it was okay, but I feel like it was more plot twist than plot,â you joke, both boys chuckle and hum in agreement but you pay no attention to Doyoung.
âLetâs go get sushi?â Johnny suggests. You groan in response âIâm a broke bitch and I bought us all McDonaldâs earlier! Only if you pay?â you give Johnny a sweet smile, but he responds with a look of pity, âHoe, Iâm broke too...â
After exchanging a knowing look for a few moments, you both turn to Doyoung with that same sweet smile, and he knows exactly what you want.
âUgh fine, but thereâs a cap on how much you can spend!â he groans and begins walking ahead while you and Johnny cheer together.
Johnny links his arms with yours as you follow Doyoung to the restaurant, the time filled with absentminded chatter.

âAlright fellas, I need to go to the toilet, donât kill each other while Iâm away!â both you and your frenemy roll your eyes and ignore him, continuing to eat your meals.
After about thirty seconds Doyoung breaks the silence, âIâm sorry about earlier.â and while you would love to snap back with something rude and witty, you swallow your anger and echo his short apology.
Johnny comes back and, although you still arenât speaking, he can sense the tension has dissipated and is content with the progress. A few more jokes and beers later you all end up outside of the restaurant, Johnny insisting heâs fine even though he keeps mixing up his home address with a bar nearby and you send him home by taxi, opting for a train as youâre not sure your bank account could take another hit.
As you and Doyoung live relatively close you take the same train home and so are walking to the same train station.
âUh, can we stop here for a second? I need to get some things.â he pauses outside of a convenience store and you give him a small nod. A few minutes later he remerges with a white carrier bag in his hands.
The pair of you continue walking, breathing in the cold air, and he pulls out an item from the carrier bag, grasping your hand and placing the item in your palm, before closing your fist and giving it a tight squeeze.
âDrink this tea before bed, itâll make you sleepy, thereâs no caffeine.â you chuckle quietly at his gesture and tuck it inside your backpack.
âWhy did you get me this?â
âI didnât want to wake up to your dumb messages calling me a poopyhead,â he complains of fake annoyance.
The corners of your lips turn up slightly and you utter a soft âThank you,â but thatâs all until you get to the train station and make your way onto the train.
The lights are bright compared to the dark sky presented behind the dusty window. A few people are scattered along the carriage, a man in formal wear, a few students, an older woman, and some young men.
A stop in you hear a whisper in your ear,
âActually, I do wear briefs but theyâre all in the wash so I had to resort to boxers,â at first it startles you, not expecting the warm breath, but you smile and turn to look at him. Doyoung tries to suppress a smile and look straight ahead but as you continue to stare at him, laughing quietly, he canât help but let a few noises escape. He then quickly buries his face in his hands and you both melt into a pile of giggles.
âI can still feel the popcorn scratching my chest,â he says in-between snorts, âYou deserved it, to be honest,â you counter,
âYou always say I deserved it!â
âThatâs because you do!â
Your loud laughter gains the attention of the few people in the carriage and you begin shushing each other, it doesnât make it any better, but you continue regardless.
A few seconds later Doyoung grabs at your hand and pulls you up, âOur stop!â dragging you along and he runs off the train. It takes you a few seconds to realise whatâs happening but youâre already off the train, hearing the beeping signifying the doors are closing only moments before you leapt out. Doyoung stops suddenly and you crash into his side, unprepared for it.
âWoah there!â you grab onto his arm for stability, âI canât believe we almost missed our stop,â
Doyoung laughs and starts walking towards the exit, âSee, Iâm so reliable. Unlike someone...â
You roll your eyes, âI almost got smushed by those doors, less reliable more lucky!â
He looks at you with fake offence, a hand on his chest in a mock upset, âYouâre just rude that's what you are.â
âYouâre just rude, that's what you are.â you imitate him with a high pitched voice, and he narrows his eyes at you before shoving your hand off his arm and speeding his walking up.
âNooo! Doyoung! Donât be mad!â he continues to walk away silently, and you speed up to match his tempo. You get to the crossing where you go separate ways, he continues without you and so you get his attention the only way you can.
âWEâLL TAKE THE HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN AND I CANâT WAIT TO LOVE YOU ALL ALONEââ he runs after you and slams his hands over your mouth to stop your screeching, taking a few steps backwards due to the force of colliding. He lowers his hand slightly to your shoulder and places his other hand on your back to stop you both from falling.
You hold onto his jacket and laugh, and his head hangs low in shame, âI canât believe you I really canât. Youâre insane, you know that right?â you continue to giggle and just nod in response. He shakes his head, but you can see the corners of his lips turning up, âI shouldâve left you on that train when I had the chance.â
âNooo,â you whine, âYou canât leave ME! Iâm your BEST FRIEND!â he gives you a dirty look and you shift your attention to the other students passing by in a group, âGuys! Iâm his best friend!â they just chuckle, and one yells âThatâs nice!â
You turn back to Doyoung, who is groaning and embarrassed, âYouâre not my best friend! Weâre enemies, remember?â he widens his eyes and shakes his head at you, âThatâs not what you were saying last night...â you trail off. He narrows his eyes again, âLast night you called me a poopy head and I told you to go to sleep...â
âDidnât say I was your enemy though!â
âDidnât say you were my best friend though!â he offers you another dirty look and you pout in response.
âHey, Kim Dongyoung, donât be mean!â
âIâm not! Iâmââ
âBABY YOU A BAD GIRL WATCH YOUR MOUTHââ he pulls at your jacket to try and drag you home, âShut up youâre gonna wake everyone up!â
You let him drag you, reluctantly, âNo I wonât, Iâm not even that loud!â
âWeâll take the highway to heaven,â you finish with a sulk.
âI swear to god youâre such a child!â he groans.
âYeah, but Iâm your child.â you retort and he looks at you in confusion,
âIâm not your dad?â you wink in response, knowing full well youâre not making any sense, and he lets go of your jacket, shoving you away, the playful atmosphere quickly being replaced by a cold one. You finally feel the cool breeze of the wind and thereâs a bitter taste in your mouth.
âWhy do you always do this Doyoung?â youâve both stopped on the side of the road.
âDo what?â he asks, his expression showing irritation.
âWeâre having fun messing about and then you get all cold and icy. Just like at the cinema.â you finally spill whatâs been on your mind for a while now.
âI donât! You put popcorn down my shirt, of course I was gonna react like thatâ if anything you took it too far!â
âThatâs just how we play around is it not? Youâve done plenty of similar things. I honestly thought we were friends who joke around that they hate each other, but I guess not. I guess you really do hate me and youâre just not able to tolerate my bullshit anymore.â he furrows his eyebrows and opens his mouth to say something, but you donât give him the chance.
âGoodbye, Doyoung.â you say before walking away, leaving him standing in the cold.

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You end up drifting off at around six and wake up to both your alarm blaring at half past eight and your head throbbing with a similar kind of ring. You get out of bed, sighing as you trudge to the bathroom, getting ready for class.
You swap your pyjama bottoms for jeans and throw a hoodie on top, grabbing the bag you carefully packed the night before (one of your few good habits) and a banana you stuff into your mouth as you leave. Once you arrive in class you silently sit next to your group of friends and grab the closest source of caffeine.
âBlack coffee? Are you fucking with me? Youâre such an old man oh my god!â you exclaim after taking a big gulp of the stolen coffee.
âYet youâre still happily drinking it? Fuck off thatâs mine, you kept me up late I need it!â Doyoung retorts.
âI didnât do shit actually. If I remember correctly you told me to shut the fuck up and you went to bed. And you ignored me! A lot! I told you, Iâm sensitive!â you pout as you hand him back his coffee. During this interaction the rest of your friends sit there in confusion, you donât bother trying to explain, not enough energy.
âOkay did yâall fuck or what?â Jaehyun asks pointedly, and Johnny tuts at him for his explicitness. Instead of replying you wink at Jaehyun and ignore Doyoungâs disapproving glare. Jaehyun gasps dramatically, âOh my god yâall really fucked? I thought you guys were like archenemies, but FINALLY!â his words catch the attention of the people sitting around but it doesnât last long as he offers them his signature charming smile as an apology.
âWe didnât fuck, they texted me at three am and five am, calling me a bum and a poopyhead? Theyâre actually so immature. How youâre at such a prestigious university Iâll never understand. Perhaps you paid your way in? Fucked the dean of admissions?â he turns to you, quirking his eyebrow.
You give him a smirk, âDarling, you donât need to worry about how eventful my sex life is. If I were you Iâd worry about yours.â you poke, knowing full well Doyoung prioritises his studies over relationships. It is something you admire but you would never tell him that, god no, you would never give him the satisfaction.
âShould I be envious that your grades resemble your sex life? Full of Ds?â he snaps back, and you purse your lips to stop a snort, as you reach down to pull your laptop out of your bag and hide your face.
Before the lecture starts you reach your hand over Jaehyun to grab Doyoungâs coffee once more, finishing it with a quick gulp before smiling sweetly and dropping it into the bin beside you at the end of the row.
âThat was uncalled for.â Doyoungâs jaw tenses and he glares at you. If eyes could kill, you would be dead ten times over by now. Nothing new though, youâve grown immune to his stare considering how many times youâve fallen victim to it. Annoying Doyoung is the highlight of your dayâno, weekâ and has become part of your routine.
âGuess what?â you lean over the desk and beckon Doyoung to lean over and meet you in the middle. He stares at you blankly, refusing to move, and you roll your eyes, âYour face was uncalled for.â you grin, once more, before returning to your seat and focusing your attention on the start of the lecture.

âFor fucks sake, the stubble in my armpits keeps stabbing me. It's so uncomfortable!â you rub at them, hoping to soothe the skin. Johnny laughs and Doyoung rolls his eyes. âI donât think thatâs information we needed to know.â
âYour face isnât information we needed to know.â you bite back, sticking your tongue out at him, watching his jaw tense and teeth grinding.
âYou know, if you keep grinding your teeth like that, youâre gonna flatten them all. Youâre gonna look like an old man with no teeth at the age of 25!â you snort, pointing your finger at him.
âI wouldnât grind them if you didnât stress me out so much!â he scoffs.
âI wouldnât stress you out if you didnât stress me out!â you immediately return. Johnny is laughing at you both for the entire duration of this conversation and inwardly you congratulate yourself for providing such brilliant entertainment.
âWhat the fuck do I do?â he asks as you three reach the McDonaldâs, âYou exist.â you deadpan, ignoring him as you walk past him to get into line. He rolls his eyes for about the twentieth time today and doesnât respond. Doyoung decides itâs better to ignore you back.
âJohnny, Dongyoung, what do you guys want?â you ask.
âUmm, cheeseburger, fries, strawberry milkshake,â Johnny responds, followed by silence. You look expectantly at Doyoung.
âHey? You big bum, what do you want?â you ask Doyoung, poking his side. He falters for a second, âUh, Chicken nuggets, Large.â
You nod and turn to order, âBut why?â you look back at him, confused, âWhy are you ordering me food?â
This time itâs you who rolls their eyes, âAre you rejecting free food? Okay, I see how it is.â
âNo, Iâm not! Just wondering...â you ignore and order, telling them to sit down as you wait for your food. Once you return with the food you sit down, drinking your hot chocolate and munching on some chips.
âYo, have you guys watched the new PokĂ©mon movie yet?â Johnny asks. You shake your head.
âItâs probably gonna be shit. People go for the PokĂ©mon, not the plot.â Doyoung pokes. âThe plot is the PokĂ©mon you dumbass,â you respond.
âRegardless of the plot or the PokĂ©mon letâs go watch it!â Johnny suggests excitedly. Reluctantly you all make your way to the cinema, buying a large popcorn to share, and get your tickets for the movie.

âHey, Doyoung?â
âWhat?â
âYouâre an expired waffle.â The room may be dark, but you donât need light to know that Doyoung was rolling his eyes.
âYouâre a useless paperclip.â he retorts and at this, you gasp âKim Dongyoung how fucking dare you.â
He smirks and feigns innocence, âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
You narrow your eyes at him and give his wrist a light slap, âYou know exactly what Iâm talking about! I used that insult and you said it was dumb and now youâre using it!â
Doyoung slaps your wrist back, âA dumb insult for a dumb person eh?â your mouth is wide open. Youâre astounded that he dares give you this attitude, so you do what any normal person doesâ you grab a handful of popcorn and drop it down his shirt.
This, of course, causes Doyoung to yell and a little girl to stand up from her seat, turn around and say, âExcuse me can you please be quiet?â Doyoung grabs at your hand, still hovering over his shirt and you both politely apologise. Johnny is cracking up, as expected, and Doyoung is boiling with anger. You can practically see the steam tumbling out of his ears and the scowl across his face is clear in the light from the screen.
âYouâre helping me get it off!â still with your hand in his grasp he stands up, pulling you along with him, and some popcorn falling to the floor with a crackle.
âWhat the fuck am I meant to do?â you whisper but he pays you no attention and urges you to walk down the stairs. The audible crunch of the stray popcorn under your feet after every step makes you wince and Doyoungâs grip on your wrist remains tight. Reluctantly you follow him out of the theatre doors.
âYouâre such a fucking child! Now I have popcorn stuck in my boxers, Y/N, my BOXERS!â he frantically pulls on his shirt, trying to rid himself of the small kernels.
âYou seem more of a briefs guy to me...â you respond with a cheeky smile, attempting to keep the mood light-hearted.
âYouâre going to pay for this!â
âHey, I bought you McDonald's, didnât I?â
âThat doesnât give you a free pass to shove popcorn down my shirt! What is it with you, seriously!â his irritation only heightens with your responses, allowing for some harsh words to fall from his mouth.
âDo you have any common sense at all? Weâre trying to watch a movie for godâs sake, and youâre just playing around like an immature child! Can you not be sensible for one fucking moment?â you furrow your eyebrows while listening to him berate you.
âAlright there, Mr Kim, maybe you wanna slow down for a second? Go clean yourself up and take a breath.â you try to be the sensible adult he doesnât think you can be and hold back with further insults.
âOh great, now I seem like the bad guy,â he says, giving up in trying to rid himself of the popcorn remains.
âDonât worry, we know in this situation youâre the adult and Iâm the child you get to lecture.â You cross your arms and squint at him, struggling to hold in your own irritation.
âYour passive-aggressiveness is really subtle you know!â you take a step closer and tilt your head with a sweet smile, âWell I learnt from the best!â.
His jaw tenses and your eyes quickly flit to it before returning to his, âSeriously, stop grinding your teethâ but you donât need to take my advice! Who in their right mind would listen to an immature child, right?â
You try to walk past him to go back into the theatre but Doyoung lightly grasps your forearm. âI didnât mean what I said...â
You turn to look back, faces only centimetres away but eyes filled with spite, âYes, you did. In your eyes Iâm nothing but an irritating child, but youâre right so itâs fine.â you yank your arm away and re-enter the theatre, returning to your seat.
âEverything okay?â Johnny asks.
âYep. He just got really pissed.â
âOh, because of the popcorn?â Johnny offers you a sympathetic smile.
âBecause Iâm apparently immature and dumb and canât be sensible.â you scoff.
âI mean, you did chuck popcorn down his shirt...â
âAnd heâs slipped ice down the back of mine? Itâs mutual. Or at least I thought it was.â you sigh, frustrated that the day had to turn sour so quickly for no good reason.
You and Johnny end the conversation there, even when Doyoung returns. The extent of any other conversations consisting of the occasional comment about the movie. The movie ends, and you take your time getting up, stretching your limbs and yawning.
âThat was actually a decent movie.â Johnny expresses.
âYeah, it was okay, but I feel like it was more plot twist than plot,â you joke, both boys chuckle and hum in agreement but you pay no attention to Doyoung.
âLetâs go get sushi?â Johnny suggests. You groan in response âIâm a broke bitch and I bought us all McDonaldâs earlier! Only if you pay?â you give Johnny a sweet smile, but he responds with a look of pity, âHoe, Iâm broke too...â
After exchanging a knowing look for a few moments, you both turn to Doyoung with that same sweet smile, and he knows exactly what you want.
âUgh fine, but thereâs a cap on how much you can spend!â he groans and begins walking ahead while you and Johnny cheer together.
Johnny links his arms with yours as you follow Doyoung to the restaurant, the time filled with absentminded chatter.

âAlright fellas, I need to go to the toilet, donât kill each other while Iâm away!â both you and your frenemy roll your eyes and ignore him, continuing to eat your meals.
After about thirty seconds Doyoung breaks the silence, âIâm sorry about earlier.â and while you would love to snap back with something rude and witty, you swallow your anger and echo his short apology.
Johnny comes back and, although you still arenât speaking, he can sense the tension has dissipated and is content with the progress. A few more jokes and beers later you all end up outside of the restaurant, Johnny insisting heâs fine even though he keeps mixing up his home address with a bar nearby and you send him home by taxi, opting for a train as youâre not sure your bank account could take another hit.
As you and Doyoung live relatively close you take the same train home and so are walking to the same train station.
âUh, can we stop here for a second? I need to get some things.â he pauses outside of a convenience store and you give him a small nod. A few minutes later he remerges with a white carrier bag in his hands.
The pair of you continue walking, breathing in the cold air, and he pulls out an item from the carrier bag, grasping your hand and placing the item in your palm, before closing your fist and giving it a tight squeeze.
âDrink this tea before bed, itâll make you sleepy, thereâs no caffeine.â you chuckle quietly at his gesture and tuck it inside your backpack.
âWhy did you get me this?â
âI didnât want to wake up to your dumb messages calling me a poopyhead,â he complains of fake annoyance.
The corners of your lips turn up slightly and you utter a soft âThank you,â but thatâs all until you get to the train station and make your way onto the train.
The lights are bright compared to the dark sky presented behind the dusty window. A few people are scattered along the carriage, a man in formal wear, a few students, an older woman, and some young men.
A stop in you hear a whisper in your ear,
âActually, I do wear briefs but theyâre all in the wash so I had to resort to boxers,â at first it startles you, not expecting the warm breath, but you smile and turn to look at him. Doyoung tries to suppress a smile and look straight ahead but as you continue to stare at him, laughing quietly, he canât help but let a few noises escape. He then quickly buries his face in his hands and you both melt into a pile of giggles.
âI can still feel the popcorn scratching my chest,â he says in-between snorts, âYou deserved it, to be honest,â you counter,
âYou always say I deserved it!â
âThatâs because you do!â
Your loud laughter gains the attention of the few people in the carriage and you begin shushing each other, it doesnât make it any better, but you continue regardless.
A few seconds later Doyoung grabs at your hand and pulls you up, âOur stop!â dragging you along and he runs off the train. It takes you a few seconds to realise whatâs happening but youâre already off the train, hearing the beeping signifying the doors are closing only moments before you leapt out. Doyoung stops suddenly and you crash into his side, unprepared for it.
âWoah there!â you grab onto his arm for stability, âI canât believe we almost missed our stop,â
Doyoung laughs and starts walking towards the exit, âSee, Iâm so reliable. Unlike someone...â
You roll your eyes, âI almost got smushed by those doors, less reliable more lucky!â
He looks at you with fake offence, a hand on his chest in a mock upset, âYouâre just rude that's what you are.â
âYouâre just rude, that's what you are.â you imitate him with a high pitched voice, and he narrows his eyes at you before shoving your hand off his arm and speeding his walking up.
âNooo! Doyoung! Donât be mad!â he continues to walk away silently, and you speed up to match his tempo. You get to the crossing where you go separate ways, he continues without you and so you get his attention the only way you can.
âWEâLL TAKE THE HIGHWAY TO HEAVEN AND I CANâT WAIT TO LOVE YOU ALL ALONEââ he runs after you and slams his hands over your mouth to stop your screeching, taking a few steps backwards due to the force of colliding. He lowers his hand slightly to your shoulder and places his other hand on your back to stop you both from falling.
You hold onto his jacket and laugh, and his head hangs low in shame, âI canât believe you I really canât. Youâre insane, you know that right?â you continue to giggle and just nod in response. He shakes his head, but you can see the corners of his lips turning up, âI shouldâve left you on that train when I had the chance.â
âNooo,â you whine, âYou canât leave ME! Iâm your BEST FRIEND!â he gives you a dirty look and you shift your attention to the other students passing by in a group, âGuys! Iâm his best friend!â they just chuckle, and one yells âThatâs nice!â
You turn back to Doyoung, who is groaning and embarrassed, âYouâre not my best friend! Weâre enemies, remember?â he widens his eyes and shakes his head at you, âThatâs not what you were saying last night...â you trail off. He narrows his eyes again, âLast night you called me a poopy head and I told you to go to sleep...â
âDidnât say I was your enemy though!â
âDidnât say you were my best friend though!â he offers you another dirty look and you pout in response.
âHey, Kim Dongyoung, donât be mean!â
âIâm not! Iâmââ
âBABY YOU A BAD GIRL WATCH YOUR MOUTHââ he pulls at your jacket to try and drag you home, âShut up youâre gonna wake everyone up!â
You let him drag you, reluctantly, âNo I wonât, Iâm not even that loud!â
âWeâll take the highway to heaven,â you finish with a sulk.
âI swear to god youâre such a child!â he groans.
âYeah, but Iâm your child.â you retort and he looks at you in confusion,
âIâm not your dad?â you wink in response, knowing full well youâre not making any sense, and he lets go of your jacket, shoving you away, the playful atmosphere quickly being replaced by a cold one. You finally feel the cool breeze of the wind and thereâs a bitter taste in your mouth.
âWhy do you always do this Doyoung?â youâve both stopped on the side of the road.
âDo what?â he asks, his expression showing irritation.
âWeâre having fun messing about and then you get all cold and icy. Just like at the cinema.â you finally spill whatâs been on your mind for a while now.
âI donât! You put popcorn down my shirt, of course I was gonna react like thatâ if anything you took it too far!â
âThatâs just how we play around is it not? Youâve done plenty of similar things. I honestly thought we were friends who joke around that they hate each other, but I guess not. I guess you really do hate me and youâre just not able to tolerate my bullshit anymore.â he furrows his eyebrows and opens his mouth to say something, but you donât give him the chance.
âGoodbye, Doyoung.â you say before walking away, leaving him standing in the cold.

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Chapter 2 - Boxers or Briefs? Will be uploaded tonight!! You can hold me to that
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A/N: Sorry this is late its been a week đ€Ș
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3AM - Teaser
8 Part Series

How youâre at such a prestigious university Iâll never understand. Perhaps you paid your way in? Fucked the dean of admissions?â he turns to you, quirking his eyebrow.
You give him a smirk, âDarling, you donât need to worry about how eventful my sex life is. If I were you Iâd worry about yours.â you poke, knowing full well Doyoung prioritises his studies over relationships. It is something you admire but you would never tell him that, god no, you would never give him the satisfaction.
âShould I be envious that your grades resemble your sex life? Full of Ds?â he snaps back.

Doyoung tries to intimidate you by pointing a look at you and baring his teeth. You roll your eyes at the act and scoff, âOoh shiver me timbers! Iâm shaking in my boots! What are you gonna do, kiss me?â you joked as you continued walking forward, but soon stop as you feel a weight at the end of your arm. Doyoung has stopped walking with your finger still tucked in his hand. His attempt at intimidation had softened into an inquisitive stare.
âWhat?â you groaned, raising an eyebrow at the motionless man. After a few moments, he lets go of your finger and walks towards you, standing directly in front of you. He looks into your eyes and cups your face with his hands. Suddenly youâre acutely aware of the breeze against your hair and the slightly bitter taste of alcohol that still rests on your breath. Doyoungâs hands arenât as warm as they were at the bar, but they certainly arenât unpleasant, resting against your cheeks. For a short while, all you can hear is the rustling of your coats and the distant sound of trains but your eye contact with Doyoung doesnât break; you donât mind the intensity, itâs somehow comforting.
âShould I?â

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Summary
You and Doyoung are constantly arguing, always biting back at each otherâ your friends are used to it. However, things change when a prank goes wrong and your drunk friends refuse to listen to reason.
Type: Fluff/Comedy/Angst/Suggestive/Social Media + Written/University AU
Member: frenemy!Doyoung x gn reader
Warning: swearing, alcohol, and suggestive content in the last chapter
New chapters every Tuesday and Friday every week in may! (Finished)
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Chapter 1 â Insomnia
Social Media | Comedy

Chapter 2 â Boxers or Briefs?
Comedy | Angst | 3k

Chapter 3 â I Fucked Up
Social Media | Comedy | Angst

Chapter 4 â Avoidance is my Coping Mechanism
Comedy | Angst | 1k

Chapter 5 â I'm Not a Liar
Social Media | Comedy

Chapter 6 â A Little Kiss
Comedy | Fluff | 3k

Chapter 7 â Group Analysis
Social Media | Comedy

Chapter 8 â People Gotta Pee!
Comedy | Fluff | Suggestive | 4k | Finale

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I forgot and Iâm already in bed Iâll post it when I wake up tomorrow!!
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| Renjun | Fluff | Angst | 202
Truth or Dare 29/04
| Jeno | Suggestive | Comedy | 1151
3AM (completed) May Twice a Week - First Part 04/05
| Doyoung | Fluff | Comedy | Angst | Suggestive | Written + Social Media | University AU | Soft Enemies to Lovers | 8 parts | 10.7k

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Hey sexies ,
I been inactive so sorry!! I will post truth or dare tonight and the series 3am will start on the first tuesday in May!
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3AM - Teaser
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How youâre at such a prestigious university Iâll never understand. Perhaps you paid your way in? Fucked the dean of admissions?â he turns to you, quirking his eyebrow.
You give him a smirk, âDarling, you donât need to worry about how eventful my sex life is. If I were you Iâd worry about yours.â you poke, knowing full well Doyoung prioritises his studies over relationships. It is something you admire but you would never tell him that, god no, you would never give him the satisfaction.
âShould I be envious that your grades resemble your sex life? Full of Ds?â he snaps back.

Doyoung tries to intimidate you by pointing a look at you and baring his teeth. You roll your eyes at the act and scoff, âOoh shiver me timbers! Iâm shaking in my boots! What are you gonna do, kiss me?â you joked as you continued walking forward, but soon stop as you feel a weight at the end of your arm. Doyoung has stopped walking with your finger still tucked in his hand. His attempt at intimidation had softened into an inquisitive stare.
âWhat?â you groaned, raising an eyebrow at the motionless man. After a few moments, he lets go of your finger and walks towards you, standing directly in front of you. He looks into your eyes and cups your face with his hands. Suddenly youâre acutely aware of the breeze against your hair and the slightly bitter taste of alcohol that still rests on your breath. Doyoungâs hands arenât as warm as they were at the bar, but they certainly arenât unpleasant, resting against your cheeks. For a short while, all you can hear is the rustling of your coats and the distant sound of trains but your eye contact with Doyoung doesnât break; you donât mind the intensity, itâs somehow comforting.
âShould I?â

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