#I also have a zoology test on Friday and I also don’t know shit

[vroom-vrooms]

My roommate: hey it’s late, aren’t you going to bed?

Me, waiting for the race to start: oh no I’m staying up late tonight

My roommate: ah, to study because you have a test on Monday, right?

Me:

My roommate: to study because you have a test on Monday… right???

Me:

My roommate: TO STUDY, RIGHT??

[binniesthighs]

hi!! i rly liked your first writing it was so cute and you described jisung so well too! can i request a friends to lovers with han? kinda slow burn like they're really good friends but jisung gets jealous of her close friend and reader secretly likes him too but she doesnt wanna ruin the things between them so... one day they get into a fight and they end up making out😳 bc shes like "wtf we're friends" smut is ok but just a make out would be fine too the details r up to u💗

why yes you can! Thank you for requesting hehe you are my first ask ever  ♡ I hope that you like it, here’s some best friend ‘sungie for ya :)   

all yours | reader x jisung |

Paring: self-insert, female reader x han jisung

Genre: fluff ‘n a lil bit of smut & angst  

Tags: student!reader, bestfriend!jisung, lab partner!felix (haha), friends to lovers, mutual pining, best friend au, college au, jealousy, slow-ish burn, mentions of exams, some yelling, reader is secretly whipped for jisung (and jisung for the reader), explicit language, marking, that good good makin’ out

Word count: 2.4k

“Hey!”

The little ball of paper that you had crinkled up bounced off Jisung’s arm with a soft pat.

“What happened to studying together? You said that you were gonna quiz me.”

Jisung’s eyes popped up from his phone screen looking a little bewildered. “Sorry, I just...got a little distracted.

“Distracted? Looking at what?”

“Oh, nothing.” He placed his phone down, clicking it off.

“Is “nothing” code for some girl’s Instagram?” You dished him out a teasing smirk. “I think you forget that I know you better than you know yourself sometimes.”

Jisung shuffled the papers in front of him pretending like he had something to do. “Psh. I was not.”

“--Does she go to school here?”

“I told you, I said no.” He furrowed his brow trying to look as serious as possible, but that was nearly impossible for someone as naturally adorable as him. “Why are you drilling me? Aren’t you supposed to be doing some work right now?”

“~So are you~” You teasingly sang back to him, giving him a kick under the table just for good measure.

Jisung threw your balled up paper ball back to you. “Let’s just get back to what we were doing so we can leave. I don’t wanna end up like him.”

He nodded over to the end of your table where a student had fallen asleep mid-chapter. His nose twitched and he snorted a little bit. You knew exactly what Jisung meant, you didn’t want to be at the library at 11pm on a Tuesday either; it was your better judgement that told you.

“Can we get food after this?” Jisung asked after approximately five minutes of “working.”

“Sounds good to me.” You quipped, barely allowing your eyes to leave your computer screen. You found that you always had to try you best to let him not distract you. He was really good at that.

You slid a stack of index cards in front of him. “Ask me these? I’m having a hard time getting the Latin names down...if you’re not busy?”

“Nope!” He piped, and shoved his notebook away.

“Okay!” He said with determination and a little bounce. He fixed his oversized hoodie before starting, looking adorably lost in the fabric.

He asked you the first question, but it barely met your ears. There you were, getting distracted by him again.

screw you Han Jisung, you thought to yourself.

☆。*。☆。

“I just don’t understand how you make sense of all that crap, I could never be a science major like you are.”

“--And I could never understand production like you do.”

“And this is why we work.” Jisung grinned with smiling eyes while he opened the library door for you. “I’m starving, I can’t stop thinking about--”

“--Y/n??” A voice called from behind the two of you.

The two of you whipped your heads back to see a loveable looking blonde and freckled boy bounding to catch up with you. It was Felix, your lab partner from zoology. The two of you were nothing more than classroom friends, but his friendly kindness was always something that brightened up your terrible 9 am lab.

“Felix!” You beamed, holding the door so it wouldn’t close on him. “Are you here studying for the exam as well?”

“Oh yeah, I just...my brain couldn’t take it any more,” He sarcastically mimed his head pains, “I just need to get some sleep now.”

“I just don’t get how they expect us to know all of those phyla like its nothing.”

“I know right?’ He chuckled.

Next to you, Jisung silently poked at the elevator button to go down.

“Is it alright if I head down with you guys?”

“Of course!” You motioned him in.

Once the doors had closed, the three of you found a different corner of the small box to plant yourselves in.

“shit-sorry, Felix, I didn’t introduce you, this is Jisung.”

“Hi!” Felix shone, and Jisung gave him a curt nod back.

Felix waved to two of you goodbye, leaving you in the nighttime snow. You noticed that as Felix walked away he had a little bounce to his step; and you couldn’t help but crack a little smile.

“Our usual?” Jisung asked you with a little edge to his voice.

You linked your arm around his, letting out a little shrill sound when the fabric of your two coat sleeves met. “Sounds good to me!” You nuzzled up into him while both of your bodies’ heat intermingled.

The two of you walked on under the streetlights which illuminated the falling flakes in streams of light. You never loosened your grip, as had become your habit lately when the two of you walked around. Jisung never seemed to mind; the two of you had been mistaken for a couple more than enough times thanks to it. When it did happen, it didn’t phase you at all. Being close to Jisung was like second nature to you.

The whole walk over Jisung never uttered a word, which was uncharacteristic of his usual boisterous self.

“Is everything okay?”

He sniffled, “Yeah, I think I just got kinda tired out of nowhere.”

“Ah.” You mouthed, and squeezed his arm a little harder.

After a moment’s silence, he somberly announced, “If you’re in the same class as him, maybe you should study with him.”

“Huh.” You tsked. “Yeah, I mean I never thought about that before...I guess that could do me some good.”

You looked slightly up to him: a product of him being slightly taller than you. His brown eyes remained stoic, and you couldn’t figure out why. You hated it when he wouldn’t tell you what was wrong, but he was also stubborn at letting up.

“But thank you for helping me tonight! You know that I reeealy appreciate it.” You turned your tone as cutesy as you could--Jisung hated it, but you knew that it could bring a smile to his face.

His gaze softened a bit. “Anytime. You’d do the same for me.”

☆。*。☆。

Jisung rested his head on your shoulder on the bus ride home with his phone weakly held in his hand. One more bump in the road and you knew that it would go flying so you carefully took it into your own lap where it would be safe. You wouldn’t dare moving an inch because you had a feeling that he had closed his eyes. Time had slipped past 1am, and you had to keep fighting yawns yourself. The bus driver had been blasting the heat, so it wasn’t hard at all for you to feel cozy.

You glanced down at his open hand in his lap. It looked exactly like he was beckoning for you to scoop it up in your own. You wondered what what happen if you did. What would he think of it? Would he think anything of it? You had held hands before, but every time you had it had been under purely platonic pretenses. If you just grabbed it now, what would the pretenses be then? The two of you cozied up on a bus: that was something that couples did.

You shut your eyes closed tightly and tried your best to banish all the thoughts clouding your head.

Jisung’s hand twitched, looking even more inviting.

screw you Han Jisung.

☆。*。☆。

[7:14pm]

jisung: you want to come over? Changbin is cooking and i don’t wanna eat whatever he’s making alone

[7:31pm]

me: sorry, I’m studying with Felix at the library, I think that we are gonna be here late. It’s all the Latin, I’m drowning in the Latin, Sung.

I’m sorry.

see you Friday once I’m out of this hell?

[7:34pm]

jisung: see you friday.

☆。*。☆。

You pounded on the door to Jisung’s apartment with your phone in hand, the white screen showing you the number that you had worked so hard for.

“Open the door!” You called giddily. “Jisung! I know that you’re in here, we need to celebrate! ~I can treat youuu~”

Just as you were about to knock again, the door swung open, revealing a wet haired Jisung in his grey sweats and tee. His brown strands of hair were scattered around his head while he rubbed at them with a towel.

“Shit! Can’t I shower?” He jested.

It took all your will power not to ogle him more. He looked devastatingly handsome, but you swallowed down how utterly flustered he had made you.

You cleared your throat, “Uh...sorry...” then remembered your phone in your hand. “I got a 96! Can you believe it! I’m even surprised too, when I was taking the test I just got so nervous...”

“All that studying paid off huh?” He cockily rose an eyebrow. “You can go ahead and thank me now, without my help...” He shrugged with a grin.

You invited yourself in and threw your bag down at the door like you usually did.

“Thank youuu” You sung. “Oh! And studying with Felix really paid off too.” You took off your shoes, thinking of how nice it had been to finally study with someone who knew your class topics. Not that Jisung wasn’t helpful, but you and Felix were on the same page. “He knew it all way more than I did, so he was super helpful. I forgot to text him--”

Jisung closed the door behind you with a slam that made you jump. He moved away from you, not meeting your eyes. The air around the two of you suddenly became thick with something that did not feel as excited as you just were.

“...do you wanna maybe watch a movie?” You moved closer. “Or we could get some deliv--”

“--Why even bother coming over here?” Jisung suddenly huffed.

“What?”

Jisung’s words flew out of his mouth sharply, “If he was so helpful? What are you doing here, huh?”

“Jisung, I don’t understand...” Your heartbeat quickened in your chest and you felt anxiety swell there as well. Jisung never spoke to you like this. He never sounded like this.

He growled out a little sound in frustration. “I-I just...can’t believe you--”

“--Me? Jisung, what did I do?” You threw your arms up, genuinely confused.

He ran his fingertips over his temples and let out a deep exhale. “Y/n, don’t pretend like you don’t know what you’re doing.”

Your temper started to become seething and you felt your ears get hot. “Tell me Jisung. Tell me what I did. And while you’re at it, what has been up with you these past few days? Being short with me, and distant, yeah-I’ve noticed...what are you doing??”

Jisung heaved breaths in and out of his chest, then ran a hand through his hair. He still couldn’t meet your eyes.

For a moment, a flash of panic surged in your head, making your heart ache with an unexpected pain. You truly didn’t know what he had meant, and if you had made a mistake, you knew it could mean loosing him. God, that was the last thing in the world you wanted. It always was.

“If I did something wrong tell me because clearly I don’t know!!” You yelled back at him, straining your throat.

He walked up to you, then grabbed your shoulders with a firm grip. Finally, you saw his eyes, brown and soft, holding a type of pain that you hadn’t seen in him before.

screw you, Han Jisung.

“Jisung, I--”

You were shoved by the shoulders in milliseconds to the door behind you, the impact nearly knocking the wind out of you. You gasped in your surprise, but your mouth was immediately shut by Jisung ramming his lips into yours. His hands needily took your face into his palms with his mouth blazing with hunger for you.

It took you a moment to realize what had just happened and steady yourself after being so startled. His lips were so soft and warm, your brain had a hard time recognizing that he was really doing this. His haste made no indication of stopping so you let yourself do what you had wanted to do for years: you kissed him back with everything that you had.

As soon as you did so, he let out little desperate moans between your lips in response. You let your arms wrap around his back and he fell into them just right. Naturally you took one of your hands to the back of his head and tangled up your fingers in his hair. God, it all felt so good. Jisung snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you into him with force, crashing your hips together.

The two of you clumsily made your way to the couch where he threw you down and crawled over top of you just as fast. He moved to your neck then traversed around your skin, sending shivers all through your body. Your hands eagerly found his back where you dug into him, wanting to be impossibly close. To your side, he carefully took your hand in his, weaving all of your fingers together.

Jisung pressed down into you and began to suck at your neck without holding himself back. It was such an intense feeling that couldn’t help but moan out something you didn’t know you could. You felt his mouth turn into a grin on your skin while he continued. It stung a little when he removed his lips, but he gently kissed each mark as if he was soothing it once he was done. He stopped to admire the little array of purple bruises he had made.  

“I want you all to myself.”  Jisung’s voice was hoarse, but still honey-covered in desire.

“What are we doing?” You asked him in breathless disbelief.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long.” He whispered, and appeared to calm his breaths. “I don’t care.”

"You don’t?”

“Why should I?” He cocked his head and used his free hand to caress your face.

“--That this could change things between us?”

“You don’t want it too?” He looked a little confused.

You felt a warmth rush to your cheeks.  “--No! I do, I do...trust me.”

“Then can I kiss you some more?” Jisung grinned down at you as loving as he always had, but this time it meant something slightly different.

“...please.”

He lowered back onto you, connecting your lips once more. Jisung’s tongue languidly smoothed onto yours and you already felt intoxicated by the feeling. You tightened your fingers around his.

I’ve always been yours.

[ubernoxa]

The Slippery Slope: An Izzy Stradlin Fanfiction

Chapter 1: Penguin on a Leash

MASTERLIST

Story Summary: 6 Chapter mini series about Izzy meeting a biologists who works at the zoo. Takes place after his time with Guns an’ Roses

Izzy watched the penguins swim around in their habitat trying to understand what all the hype was about. Lafayette had fliers and banners advertising the new baby penguins that were born at the zoo only a couple of weeks before he moved back to his hometown. After quickly realizing that he had fallen into a rut since leaving Guns N’ Roses, he decided to mix things up and visit the zoo to see these overhyped penguins and alleged peaceful gardens that were pictured in half the advertisements he saw.

It was around 2 pm, and Poppy felt relief that there were no children tours on Fridays. Since it was slow she was granted the permission to take one of the injured penguins on a walk. This was without a doubt one of those moments when she was glad that she went to college.

“Yeah Phil, that’s where you will live once your flipper gets a little better,” Izzy’s attention was pulled from watching the penguins swim about when he heart the soft voice followed by some form of squawking and giggles.

“Yeah, and then once you are fully healed, you get to go back to Chile!” Izzy found the soft voice to be a girl, probably only a few years younger than him, talking to one of the penguins who she had on a leash. Maybe it would have been considered weird, but after touring with Guns, the bar for what was actually weird was high. Girl dressed in full wetsuit while walking around a penguin on a leash just wasn’t weird enough.

“What’s wrong with his flipper?” Poppy’s attention was pulled from her penguin when Izzy spoke. She sent a soft smile towards Izzy, just another zoo patron. She felt a sigh escape her as she quickly looked around to make sure they were alone.

“Poor thing was found cut up on a beach. We’re guessing that he got cut up by a piece of steel, but he is healing really well, such a trooper. I will be sad to see him go,” Izzy held onto every word as she spoke. It was clear that she loved her penguin friend. With her soaked hair and wetsuit, he wondered if she recent went swimming with the penguin.

“Did you two just come from a swim?”

Izzy felt a small smile grow on his face as she giggled at his question.

“No. Before this walk I was checking up on a Dolphin and Edward startled me causing me to fall into the water....I swear sometimes dolphins can be really rude,” Poppy fwlt small butterflies begin to flap their wings in her stomach. The nerves were beginning to soar.

Poppy smiled as Izzy listened to her go on and on about how their little zoo volunteered to help Phil the penguin get better. He was her pride and joy, and there was no doubt that she would be crying when he went back to the wild. They would be happy tears, but tears none the less.

Poppy was shocked when Izzy hadn’t started to show disinterest half way through her rambling. Little did she know that not only was Izzy actually interested, but he was also used to someone rambling about animals. The penguins were a good change from snakes.

“Do you only work with penguins?”

“No, I work with most of the water creatures here. I stay away from the reptile house, those snakes creep me out. I don’t trust them,” Poppy felt a shiver travel through her as she thought of the snakes, or danger noodles as she called them behind closed doors. It wasn’t professional for someone who had a doctorate in zoology to call snakes danger noodles...even if that’s what they were.

“I’m Poppy by the way,” she sent a warm smile Izzy’s way after silence filled the air in between them.

“Izzy,” Izzy reached out his hand and quickly shook Poppy’s wet hand. He was almost shocked she hadn’t recognized him.

“Is this your first time here in the zoo?” Poppy asked hoping to keep the conversation alive. He was definitely the quiet type, but she liked that. She also liked that he was incredibly hot.

“I haven’t been here for at least 15 years....” Izzy watched the penguin Poppy was walking look at the photos of penguins that hung on the wall for decoration. Izzy decided it was strange seeing a penguin outside of its inclosure, but he figured it was strange seeing a rockstar in a zoo.

“Well I have only been here for one year, but a lot has changed. I’m already giving Phil, my penguin buddy here, a tour...would you like to join us? It would help me look more normal because I would be talking to an actual human instead of just a penguin. All that I ask would be for you to help keep your eyes out for any zoo patrons. I’m supposed to be avoiding visitors,” she hoped, no prayed that Izzy would join her. It was clear that he wasn’t from around here by the way he dressed, and she wanted to know what type of cowboy wore a floppy hat like the ones they worse in the musical Newsies.

After a quick chuckle, Izzy replied. “Well you haven’t been very good about staying away from zoo visitors, so I think you could use the help.” Truth be told, Izzy almost said no, but there was something about her silver eyes that caught his attention.

Poppy spent the next couple of hours giving Izzy the most in depth tour she could. She wouldn’t admit it, but she was definitely showing off. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had listened to her ramble this much, and she was going to take full advantage of it. She could hear her mother in the back of her head lecturing her on how she was boring the poor boy to death, but whenever he asked a question or sent a small smile her way she pushed that thought to the back of her head.

Izzy quickly learned that he could listen to her talk about her animals all day. Her silver eyes appeared a little greener whenever she talked about them. Her cheeks would blush and the tips of her ears would turn a little red whenever she apologizes for rambling, but Izzy would always reassure her that it was fine. This only made her cheeks go redder. He had to admit, it was pretty cute.

“That ones name is Edward. He is the one who startled me this morning resulting in me falling into the water,” Poppy pointed at one of the larger dolphins in the far right corner.

“He is defiantly my favorite then,” Izzy teased while looking the aquatic beast up and down.

“Edward doesn’t seem like a dolphin name,” he added walking over towards the dolphin she pointed out. He took another sip of the water that she had given him earlier in the tour. With all of their walking she didn’t want him to get dehydrated.

“That’s why I call him Axl,” this caught Izzy off guard causing him to choke on his water. After a couple of coughs he was able to regain his composure.

“Axl?”

“Yeah of Guns N’ Roses...he’s the lead singer, and according to the tabloids he is horny dick. Edward here shares a similar personality. I heard in a interview not too long ago that Axl is apparently from Lafayette, so I thought it was perfect,” she shrugged before she went back to watching the penguin who was clearly interested in his dolphin ‘friends’.

Izzy smirked as he watched dolphin Axl swim around. He wondered if she was a fan of Guns N’ Roses or just heard of the music. It was almost impossible to avoid hearing about the band. He had been trying to avoid the band entirely for weeks now. Bottom line, he appreciated that she didn’t know who he was. What he was or used to be.

“Looks like Axl is taking a liking to you,” she giggled as she pointed towards the dolphin that was clearly staring at him. Poppy giggled as Izzy moved left and right trying to test to see if the dolphin was actually looking at him. He felt like a fool, but her laugh was worth him making a fool of himself.

“If you ever want to go swimming with your new buddy, let me know. Usually Axl doesn’t like guys, but he seems like he wouldn’t be against swimming with you,” he turned to see the girl smiling from ear to ear.

“No, I’m good. I don’t feel like dealing with a horny Axl,” this earned a giggle from Poppy. It was true though, he had dealt enough with his Axl’s bull shit for years, and he didn’t need to meet the dolphin version.

“Well.....if you ever change your mind,” Poppy walked over towards a small table filled with fliers and grabbed one. She quickly flipped to the page that had her picture on it and wrote her phone number on it.

“This is my personal number, feel free to call it to go swimming....or...if you want to talk about other things. I’m sure you have heard enough about sea creatures to last you a while,” Poppy felt her cheeks flash red as she turned her focus towards the penguin, too intimidated to look Izzy in the eyes.

“Sure,” he said before she waved goodbye and headed behind a staff only door, penguin right behind her.

He opened the brochure and looked at the about our staff page she had written her number on. She looked very different in that photo. Her wetsuit was replaced by a white lab coat where the red hair that framed her face caused her freckles to stand out even more.

Doctor Poppy Thomas is our second aquatic specialist. As a proud Indiana Alumni, Dr Poppy earned her masters and PHD at Purdue University with a focus on animal rehabilitation and psychology. Poppy joined us during the Summer of 1990, and has become a quick favorite amongst the penguins.

Poppy couldn’t help the smile that was plastered on her face as she brought Philip back to the rehab room. She couldn’t believe that she had actually given someone her phone number. She was so proud of herself. Was it professional? No.

Did she do it anyway? Yes.

Plus if anyone asked she could just give a little while lie and say that he was writing a paper and needed to get a hold of her.

“Someone is in a good mood,” Poppy looked over towards Dr Elliot who was reading some academic journal.

“Went on a walk with Philip, he is moving his arm a lot better. He appears to almost have full range. Don’t ya buddy?” Poppy looked at the penguin who was minding his own business.

“Ohh good to hear Poppy!” Sally, one of their technicians, cheered while helping Poppy take off the harness.

“So who was the guy you were showing around? Was he someone who donated a lot of money or something?” Sally asked the moment Dr Elliot left the room.

Despite only being a vet technician, she had more experience with how their Zoo worked than Poppy. Sally had worked at the Zoo for over 10 years, and no one gets a tour unless they are someone special. Now if they were special to Poppy or to the Zoo was a totally different question.

“No, just a visiting paying patron of the zoo,” Poppy shrugged back.

Sally smirked as she saw the red hues fill Poppy’s cheeks. Did someone have a small crush?

“A cute paying patron?”

“I...uhhh...I didn’t notice,” this only earned a laugh from Sally.

“Ohh honey...one of the volunteers asked me why you were giving a tour to a cute guy who looked to be about you age ,” Sally smirked the entire time she was talking.

Poppy just brushed off her comment and went to change out of her wetsuit. Sally was married with two children, so she lived through Poppy. It was something Poppy had grown used to. Whether it was Sally telling her to go out to a bar or to see some concert, Sally would make the recommendations. Her recommendations would also include guys to date, her very unwanted recommendations.

Poppy then spent the rest of the day checking up on the other animals, Izzy never slipping her mind. She then drove home, trying to get her mind off of the boy she gave a tour to. She sang along to songs on the radio all while feeling bad for anyone nearby who heard her poor vocal skills. Once she got home, she walked into her cozy one bedroom apartment and immediately walked over towards her kitchen and began to cook. The entire time she never took her eyes off of the phone.

She grew impatient as dinner turned into watching a show which turned into showering and heading to bed. All hope of Izzy calling her diminished as she curled up under the covers.

Almost in parallel Izzy sat on his couch, silence filling the air. He had debated back and forth on whether or not to call her. He could hear his band mates...ex-bandmates in the back of his head giving him their unwanted advice. Axl was saying to move on, he was a rockstar and she was nothing. Slash was saying something about how she would be a good fuck because doctors know the human anatomy best. Steven and Duff were saying to go for it because she was cute. He let a groan escape him as he plopped down on the couch. Chicks were so much easier when he was in a band.

Izzy soon found himself digging through his bag that was filled with sheet music and other crap, eventually finding the flier with her number. He then found his phone and dialed the number, hoping it wasn’t too late. He turned towards the large black clock that hung on the wall. He cussed to himself as he noticed it was 3 in the morning.

He had almost lost hope when the phone continued to ring, but he felt a smile cross his face when he heard a groggy hello from the other end.

“Hey, Poppy? This is Izzy.”

[minniellie-18]

Mark of NCT imagine // Why So Shy

Word count: 2624 Mark POV** Ugh I failed this test again. Now I have to get a tutor to help me. Hopefully y/n can tutor me. No no no I would never get work done. But she is so pretty. It would be great if I had her. Then I can spend time with her. “Mark, can I speak to you after class?” The teacher asked me. I just nodded and went through the rest of the class and this was my last class. I usually walk home so it didn’t matter if I stayed late. I noticed that y/n was packing her things up slower than normal. Maybe she was tired? “Mark, you do remember that time we talked last week? Saying that the next time you were to fail a test in my class, you would need a tutor. I have already assigned you one.” Oh no please don’t say it while y/n is here. I don’t want her to know that I am not that good at school. “Y/n, please step over here for a moment. Y/n is your tutor.” She just looked at me a smiled with a comforting look on her face. Great now she knows. “She is the best in this science class and she will be helping you out with this topic. She will continue to do so until you can prove to me that you are learning sufficiently. You guys can sort out what time you want to meet up, just make sure that it is at least once a week. Now go on home you two.” He dismissed us and she struggled to put her backpack on. It looks really heavy. As soon as I had decided that I should help her, she got it on. “Mark, I can’t meet up today because I haven’t told my parents yet. But if tomorrow works for you, I can stay here until 4.” My face got red because I was thinking about hanging out with her, and about the teasing I would get from the rest of NCT for getting a tutor who is my crush. I thought about after school tomorrow for a second and realized that I wouldn’t be able to find a way home tomorrow because Taeyong would have to leave due to schedule. But I don’t want to have to hold her back from a friday night. “Oh uh, I don’t think I could stay after tomorrow because if I did, I wouldn’t be able to get a ride.” I explained, she just nodded as she understood. “How about I come over to your dorm. If you are okay with that. The dorm area isn’t that far from my house and I could just walk home.” All I could do was just nod. I pushed the front door open and walked out of the school. We ended up walking home together because it was such a nice day. It was silent and I felt sorry for her because I was being so awkward. I just can’t stop thinking about tomorrow after school. --time skip-- The end of the day finally came and now y/n if coming over to the dorms. Only a few of the members will be there. But I don’t think that Chenle, Haechan and Jisung would stay very quiet for long. They always yell at each other and play around and keep yelling. I just really hope that they would stay quiet. The walk to the dorm was quiet and awkward after we got out of the car and then it was just like when we had walked after school yesterday. We reached the final pathway to reach the dorm. She suddenly spoke up. “So how many of your members will be there? If some are there, is it okay if I meet them?” Why on earth would she want to meet my annoying members? I got out my phone real quick and messaged them saying to make sure they looked presentable and that we were going to be arriving in a minute. I got teasing in response. We walked into the dorm to see Chenle and Jisung playing some game and Haechan had his headphones in while playing on his phone. They didn’t seem to notice us yet. Y/n had taken off her shoes and we walked to the kitchen table and set our backpacks down. She sat down right next to me and started pulling her notes and textbook out. “I am going to stay here until we finish this whole packet together. There are 3 pages front and back and yes it will take a long time with me teaching you. But we have to do this. I would be able to get this done in study hall. I will work on this and you do what you know and tell me when you are finished, okay?” She told me. Ugh this packet is going to be the death of me. I don’t really recognize half of this stuff. “Hyung! How long will you be studying? Can I join?” Chenle walked in. If they bother us we will never get anything done. “No Chenle, I need to get this done. She is probably going to be here for a while. This is y/n she is a noona to all of you guys.” “Will she be here long because you are stupid?” Haechan asked while walking in. “Now Haechan Hyung, don’t say that to Mark hyung.” Jisung defended me. “Okay so these are the only members that are here. You see them and you have met them now they can go.” I said annoyed. “Oh sorry guys, you can’t join us because this is all for grades higher than yours. Plus I think Mark here wants to get it done quickly. But that’s okay. If you ever do need help with anything I can help you later or another day.” She told them, she is so kind. “Even my math?” Jisung asked quietly with a blush. Oh he better not start to like her. “Even you math. I can help with English, Chinese, Spanish, Korean, language arts, physics, astronomy, algebra, geometry, biology, zoology, history, social studies, psychology, chemistry, art, music, nothing in gym besides dancing. I can do most subjects. But any history or science or language arts bases topics I can do the best.” “Wow, do you ever really have time to yourself? You seem to know so much. Are you any good with computer science? Because I kin-” I interrupted Haechan. “I am. Here is my number so you can message me.” She gave her number to the boys, but not me. Why?! She is supposed to be tutoring me! They all walked away and went to their rooms. About 30 minutes later I finished what I could do and she was like ⅔ done with the packet. She looked so concentrated. But I need to get help now. Oh but she is so pretty. The light is going down but the light appears gold on her skin. Everything in this room looks gold and sparkly and magical. Stop it Mark just ask her for help. “Uh Mark, are you done? You have been sitting there doing nothing for a couple minutes.” I nodded. I only got 12 questions done out of 40. She scooted closer to me and I felt my cheeks heat up as her arm brushes against mine. “Okay so let’s start with page one. I personally find these quite easy.” She started. “Yeah, um I am sorry because I am not very smart and I just couldn’t pay attention that day a-and um… yeah. I’m just not good at this.” She looked up from the paper at me. She gently set her hand on my shoulder and I blushed even more. “No Mark, it’s just that some people are not as good at doing things as other people are. Just like you are good at rapping, I am good with this. Not everyone is the same.” Oh gosh she just complimented me. Do I say thank you or should I like try to actually work. I think she just wants to work because she had gotten back to the paper. “Okay so this is the atomic symbol, if they have the dots around it, it is a Lewis Dot Structure. Now the element Argon would have 8 dots around it because it is in the 8th column and…” she kept explaining to me but I kind of stopped listening. I just found myself staring at her and biting my lips. “Right, so the column that the element is in, that’s how many dots there are around the atomic symbol?” She nodded and smiled. I did the rest of the front page. She was so good at explaining things because I was able to understand it well. She explained the next page to me and then let me do it. And the ones I got wrong she would go back and made sure that I understood before we moved on. She would be such a good teacher. It was getting late and I was trying to quiet the sounds of my stomach but to no avail. I should eat some food. I wonder if she is hungry. Oh but we don’t really have any food here. My stomach needs to shut up. “Mark I think we should go and get some food, don’t you think? You sound pretty hungry. Come on, I know this little Thai place to get some food from. The servings are quite big there so we wouldn’t have to get much. We could also just walk because it’s not that far. And I have enough money.” “Oh no no no. You shouldn’t have to pay. I will. Come on, let’s go get some food.” We got to the place and the food came out quickly. We got some drinks and I paid and then we went back to the dorm. By the time we got to the dorm it was pretty much almost dark out. We have been studying for quite a bit. She needs to go home and rest. About 2 painful hours later we were almost done and it was dark out. I wish she didn’t waste so much time on me. But I mean like, she did stay just for me. Stop being so selfish, she had to stay and tutor me because I am so stupid. I should stop thinking that I am able to be with her. She probably doesn’t even like me like that. “Okay Mark, here we go. The last page. Then I get to stop bothering you and go home.” She laughed. Wow her laugh was so great. “Oh, no you’re not bothering me at all! I enjoy you being here. I-I mean that I like you. YOUR HELP! I LIKE THAT YOU ARE HELPING ME! Not I like you. I mean I like you, no I mean...Ugh I am sorry. Thanks for helping me study I guess is what I was trying to say.” I stuttered, why can’t I say anything right around her? I probably looked like a tomato right now because I was blushing so much and I was so nervous. “Hahaha no it’s okay! Don’t be sorry. We will just finish the last page okay. And then you should get some rest.” She looked into my eyes and brought her hand up to my cheek slowly and turned my head a little bit. Oh shit she it touching my face. I can’t stop looking at her lips. Should I kiss her? Should I not? Why are her cheeks pink? “Uhm, I will try to hurry through this last page because you look tired, and um I should be getting home soon.” She took her hand away from my face and I could barely look her in the eyes. I have to turn away from her for a second. “Uh uhm, I am going t-to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” I darted out of there as fast as I could. I just tried to breath normally but I just couldn’t I need to know if she has feelings for me. But I am so scared. What if she doesn’t like me back. But she blushed when she touch my face. Not it was just hot in the room. Or maybe it was just me. Because when I am around her I get so nervous that my whole body gets hot and my heart stops when she says my name. I just can’t not tell her how I feel. I like her way to much to just let her go and probably find someone else. I mean I have already seen her with someone else. I remember how sad I got because she didn’t like me. UGH I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO! Tears of frustration started welling up in my eyes. I wiped them away and I was getting ready to walk out the door. I opened it and I heard her voice. Was she talking to herself? Did one of the guys come out of their rooms? I looked around the corner and saw her on the phone. “Yeah Unnie, I will be home soon. Maybe an hour... I already had dinner... Just some Thai food… I think the tutoring is going well… Oh it is with Mark… Yes Unnie that Mark… No I haven’t and I can’t. Listen I have to go okay. Bye.” I walked over and sat back down. I purposely pretended to get the questions wrong so she can help me with them and stay longer. She was so beautiful when she was explaining things to me. Her smile and the way she laughs. Her eyes glisten and light up when I finally get a question right. She is so smart and kind and funny and just- gah so amazing. I love the way she explains the problems with things that I already understand instead of just throwing new stuff at me. The last page was done in no time and when I saw the last question answered my heart dropped. Now she has to go home. “Look, I am sorry for making you work so late. I just think that it is best to get it out of the way now rather than taking up your whole weekend. I will have a study guide made for you by Sunday. It will take some time for me to create it. I have to go now.” She said while packing up her things. “Wait y/n, I will walk you home. It is dark out.” My stomach got butterflies as she pushed a piece of her hair out of the way. “No, please don’t. I will be okay.” “Are you sure?” “Yeah, I mean I only live like a street over. I guess that I will be going now. Goodbye Mark.” She stood on her toes and gave me a hug and my face turned red. I felt her slip something into my pocket. I pulled it out and it was her number. I opened the door back up and called to her outside. “Y/n is this why you wanted to walk alone? Just a creative way for you to give me your number?” “Yes, that and if I get caught with you at my house, my mom would go crazy.” I laughed out loud. I covered my mouth from my embarrassing laugh. “Don’t stop laughing. I think your laugh is cute, just like you.” I almost fainted. She called me cute! I giggle and waved then closed the door. Man she is amazing. ~Admin Ellie