#doyoung imagine

[ruwriteshours]

PROVE MY LOVEִ ࣪𖤐 (L.D.H)

↳ pairing: lee donghyuck (haechan) + fem! reader

↳ genre: slight angst, fluff, smut

↳ summary: Being used to second choice, what difference does it make when Haechan were to confess. You would be second choice to him too anyways... right?

↳ warning: sexual content (minors dni)

The moon beamed across your features, the light illuminating your face as your eyes sparkled underneath the night sky. Humming contently at the cold breeze as you basked yourself in your padded jacket, your legs bouncing slightly from the coolness.

In Haechan's eyes, you were more beautiful than ever, his heart kept fluttering too much that he had to compose himself.

This was it.

This will finally be the moment that he gets to build the courage to confess his undying love for you. Months after months of late night hang-outs, the not-so-subtle glances and the longing looks. This couldn't have been more right.

Unbeknownst to the lovesick boy, Cupid was no where near his sight that day.

"I love you." He breathed out, your name escaped his lips shortly after.

You paused.

Haechan bit his lip in anticipation, the fear crept through his face at the thought of rejection.

His heart shattered when he saw you stood up from the wooden bench beside him, the fear was slowly becoming a reality when you uttered,

"I'm sorry, Haechan but I don't feel the same way." And with that, you walked off.

After the humiliating rejection, you would have assumed that Haechan would do anything to avoid your presence from now on.

However, the persistent boy was full of suprises.

In fact, he was more determined than ever. He was becoming more bold with his actions every passing day. Day after day, he would wait for you outside the practice room, send you small bouquet of flowers and refuses to leave your sight, clinging onto you. Not to mention, that his touches and teases would increasing grow more suggestive, leaving you with crimson-coloured cheeks as you shoved him away to shield your nervous state.

Overtime, it became hard for you to convince your friends that you and Haechan are merely friends. They all saw right through you. You were in denial. The thought of someone ever being willing to devote to you was... frightening. You didn't want to believe it and you needed Haechan to stop what he was doing before you get your hopes up too soon... again.

"This needs to stop, Haechan." You faced him, your legs were seated across as you watched him falter at your words.

"Stop what." He asked stubbornly.

You sigh exaggeratedly, "You know what I'm talking about." You gestured your hands between the both of you, "This, whatever you're doing. You have to stop!"

"Nah, I'm good." He shrugged off before resuming his attention back on the TV.

"This isn't a joke, Haechan. I'm serious." You stated firmly.

"So am I." He retorted.

You could see his fist tightened as his eyes refused to meet yours. Deep down, he was just in denial as much as you. You needed him to understand he was better off. Mustering up the courage, you finally decide to tell him the truth.

"I've never been honest with the guys I've dated." You spoke up.

You didn't miss the way his ears perked up at the topic. You were always very private with your love life and you were never one to share it openly, even when someone were to ask. So the fact you were even willing to share this part of your life with him, only fed to his delusional thoughts that he could have this chance with you.

Just this once.

He hummed in acknowledgement, urging you to continue as he picked up the remote control to turn the screen off. Facing his direction towards you as he eyed you intently.

You gulped at his intense gaze, "The guys I have dated," You paused, nervousness laced in your voice.

Haechan seemed to notice as he gently held you hand and drew circles on your palm, humming once again for you to carry on. Despite being eager with your response, he was attentive and patient with you. He knew that it must be hard so he decided not to push it. You tried to ignore the way your heart fluttered at the action.

He was making it hard for you.

"All of them, fall out of love. One day, we were perfect for each other and there was even a time I genuinely thought we would last, but then," You sigh shakily, "The next, they told me that they found their true love and left."

Haechan tried to process that information. His heart clenched in sorrow and anger. He was deeply upset that you had to go through so much pain in your past relationships but he was also frustated that the guys you have dated had no idea how wonderful and beautiful you were. He would give away everything to take their place and it sickened him at the thought that they had thrown away the most precious girl in his eyes.

They don't deserve you as much as him and he was going to do whatever it takes to prove to you. To prove his love to you. He needs to show you how much you deserve it.

He was about to utter your name when you beat him to it.

"Haechan, I'm not saying that you'll be like this but I'm not gonna risk to find out." You let out, finally having those months of dreadfulness being lift off.

You loved Haechan just as dearly, if not more. But you couldn't risk damaging your already-broken heart once more. It was too much. You didn't want to have the same occurence happening over and over again. Afterall, you couldn't be Haechan's true love... right?

"I hope you don't take this rejection to heart, you'll find someone better." You comforted, patting his shoulders.

His head hung low and he was dead silent. A million thought ran through his mind and you could sense it. You feared that one of them was agreeing to your words. That you're unworthful of his love and that he shouldn't have wasted his time on you.

Those agonising thoughts haunted you and you sincerely hoped that you had made the right decision to tell him. It was better than to let him think you were his. He was bound to be with anyone else but you.

His prolonged silence only confirmed your theory and you try to not let it get to you.

Little did you know, in Haechan's case, you were dead wrong.

Now, you think it's time to depart. You have already said what was needed to and there wasn't anything left for you to give. With a heavy heart, you picked up your steps and began making your way towards the door to his apartment.

However, just a couple steps further, you were pulled towards his figure and engulfed in a tight embrace. Your heart yearned for this feeling, your heartbeat accelerating as you tried to ignore the surging feeling of reciprocating the hug.

His arms were wrapped around your waist as his head was nuzzled at the crook of your neck. This warm feeling made your head fuzzy. Never had you felt such emotions from a simple hug.

Much to your dismay, he pulled away but still kept a grip on your waist as if he was afraid that you would disappear from his life if he didn't do so.

"I am so in love with you." He stated, staring into my eyes with such fondness, "And I would rather die than to have anyone else that is not you. I don't want someone better. I don't care if someon better ends up coming into my life. I want you and only you." He wholeheartedly confessed.

"Haechan..." You trailed off,

He picked up the uncertainty laced in your tone, "I know it may be a lot to take in but I've been in love with you for the longest time. I'm crazy about you. Even if you don't want to be with me, please don't push me away." He pleaded.

Your heart couldn't handle such an emotional turmoil that your only instict was to grab his face and smash your lips against his. He steered back slightly from shock but quickly recovered as he began wrapping his arms around you tightly. Tip-toeing your feet to reduce the strain on his neck, the both of you deepened the kiss further. The kiss was full of affection and tender, feeling no need to rush into this act of intimacy. You could feel the genuinity from the way he took his time exploring your mouth.

He was hesitant, experimenting his tongue as it glided against yours softly. His hands moved lower and began circling softly around your hip-bone. Your hands began to wonder from his neck to his hair, tugging it slightly. He groaned at the pressure and began harshly biting your lips to part them, only to shove his tongue further down. You moaned at immense pleasure. Bending down slightly to pick you up by your legs as it immediately wrapped around his waist, both of you refusing to leave each other's lips as he led his way to his bedroom.

The kiss got progressively rough as he pushed you up against the door to his room, successfully slamming the door shut. You whimpered at the slight agression, a little turned on by his dominant side that you have never seen before.

His hands gripped onto your thighs to support your weight as he pushed his pelvis near your area. Both of you moaning at the insatiable feeling. A look of hunger took over Haechan as he began eyeing your clothes, ripping off every one of your clothes until your left bare. The feeling felt foreign and you couldn't help but felt a wave of insecurity flashed through you, ducking your head from his eyes as you gulped nervously.

Haechan wouldn't have none of it, though.

Gripping your jaw, he smashed his lips against yours. "Look at me." He demanded as he began trailing his kisses down your neck.

You couldn't help but obey his command, those piercing eyes made it difficult for you to not listen. He began throwing you onto his bed, the impact made you bounce slightly. He quickly hovered over your body, his lips attached to yours once again as his hand played with your breast, You moaned loudly against his mouth. Gripping onto his shoulder tightly as you began arching your back against him, wanting to feel more of him. Your hands found its way to his shirt and you began yanking it, hoping he would get the message. Thankfully, he got the hint and began removing his clothes one by one.

It has now dawned on you of what was happening and you couldn't help but feel the nervousness creep back in. Haechan seem to notice it as he paused, grabbing both sides of your face to make look at him.

"Do you want this?" He asked gently, his actions coming onto a halt.

His other hand is caressing your thighs while he awaits for your answer, being patient with the way you took your time. You couldn't detect any annoyance or anger laced in his voice. This time, you could feel your nerves dissipating at his question and you nodded, turning your head to the the side to kiss his warm hands.

"Yes." You answered honestly.

That was more than enough for him as he continued with his ministrations.

His hand made its way to your private area, sliding the panties down to make contact with your clit. You let out a pornographic moan when he collected all your juices and rubbed it together. You covered your mouth, embarassed that you had let out an erotic sound but Haechan held your wrist, stopping you.

"Let me hear you, babe." If it was even possible, your insides grew more wetter by the sudden nickname and you couldn't help but moan even louder.

"H-Haechan, a-ah!"

He continued to make motions with his fingers on your clit, slowly adding in another finger in hopes to find your sweet spot. When you whined and began grinding against his hand, he knew he had successfully found it and began removing his hands completely, preventing you from reaching your orgasm.

Before you could complain, he slowly laid you back down onto the bed, moving to the side of his desk to open up the drawer. He took out a condom and began ripping the wrapper with his teeth. He looked up to meet your eyes, silently giving you the chance to back out but you could only moan out his name, encouraging him further.

As he began lining up the condom, he stared into your eyes as he slowly inserted his dick inside your tight hole. Both of you moaned loudly at the feeling. He gave you a few seconds to gather yourself before you began arching your back, silently begging him to move. His thrust began slow and steady, not wanting to hurt you but as you began to tug on his hair and suck on his neck, he couldn't help but pick up the pace.

"A-Ah! Haechan. Feels so good!" You mewled.

"God! You're so- fucking tight!" He groaned.

You started to move your lips against him, your legs wrapped around his waist to push him even further inside. The pace got rougher and the both of you could feel an orgasm coming soon.

"H-Haechan, i'm about to c-cum!" You yelled out in pleasure.

"M-Me too, babe!"

His thrust began more sloppy as he pulled you into another kiss, both of your saliva mixing with one another. A drool dripped down your chin as you began sucking on his tongue, the kiss was more messier and needier now that both of your orgasm are nearing.

Both of you let out a moan when you had reached your climax.

Laying down on your side, both you and Haechan laid there in silence. Letting those event lingered in your minds, the more you think of it, the more you began to feel more giddy.

"That was..." Haechan broke the silence, trailing off.

"Amazing." You finished off, turning your head to the side to face him.

His eyes had already been staring into yours and he slowly inched his way closer to give you a long, passionate kiss. You returned it with just as much intensity.

He broke the kiss, "Look, I don't want to force you or anything but I really want to be with you." He caressed your cheek lovingly, "Fuck those guys you've dated, they don't know how beautiful and precious you are."

You blushed at his words, looking away.

He gripped your chin, "I'm serious. I'll do anything to prove my love to you."

You began cupping his neck, kissing the side of his face lightly as you snuggled your face up to his neck. Haechan wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead, both of you drifting to sleep under each other's presence.

Little did he know, he had proven his love for you already and it was about damn time you open your heart up to someone.

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[badalivie]

[10:20 PM]

“You’re smoking.”

“Yeah. I never quit.” Doyoung pulled out a box of Marlboro Red's from his coat pocket, picking up what seemed to be his 5th cigarette based on the ashtray. He placed the stick between his lips and reached for his zippo lighter. The one you gave him for your 2nd anniversary.

The sound of the end of the cigarette beginning to burn made you roll your eyes. “Why am I not surprised. You haven’t changed at all.”

“You say that like you’ve kept in touch with me these past 9 months” Doyoung's zippo lighter made a satisfying click as he swiped it shut and tossed it back into his pocket. He took a long drag of his cigarette, then exhaled in the opposite direction, remembering how you said you hated the smell of cigarettes.

“We broke up. I wasn’t exactly obliged to.”

“Fair point.” He admitted, taking another drag from his cigarette. He glanced at you for a moment, uneasy with your silence. “You're not gonna nag me? You hated when I smoked."

“Its not my business anymore, Doyoung.”

You were right, he knew that. So why did that sentence stab at his heart the way it did? He bit his lip, holding the smoke in his lungs for a little longer that time. When you were together, he found your nagging at him to quit smoking as probably one of your most annoying habits. Yet now he wanted to desperately to hear you nagging him again. He wanted to hear you care about him.

This meeting place had become bittersweet for the two of you. 2 years ago this is where Doyoung had asked you to be his girlfriend. Now, it's the place where you first met each other after one of the nastiest breakups either of you have ever faced. Doyoung had never felt you so close to him yet so far, but really he only had himself to blame.

“How have you been?” Doyoung's hand flicked the spent ashes into the tray as he spoke.

“Seriously?”

“Can’t I ask?”

Something about him pissed you off, maybe you hadn’t fully moved on. Seeing him still hurt and irritated you, but at least not as much as before. “I’m fine.”

“You seeing someone new?”

“No.” Saying this almost felt like an admission of defeat to you. Like saying "no, you had too much of an effect on me to meet other people". It made you feel weak. Especially when you'd been hearing rumors of Doyoung fucking a new girl practically every day since your breakup.

“I see…”

“You?”

“Nah…”

“Hm, that’s unexpected.”

“What?” Doyoung blinked and turned to face you, grinding his cigarette out on the ashtray in the process.

“You didn’t really seem to care about me all that much so I thought picking up another chick would be a piece of cake for you. Actually, my bad, you picked up multiple chicks. I guess none of them stuck, manwhore.”You hissed

Doyoung’s eyebrows crashed together and his mouth cracked slightly open in disbelief “Are you kidding me right now?” Doyoung raised his voice, heat rising to his head.

“Don’t raise your voice at me! Am I wrong?! You know damn well you've been seeing new girls every night!” You knew you had no right to be upset about that. But that didn't take away how worthless his actions made you feel.

“Y/n! I'm not upset about you calling me a manwhore, I'm upset you're denying the fact that I loved you.“ He wanted to say more. When you broke up he thought of all the things he’d say to you. He’d apologize, plead, explain, everything. But now you were actually infront of him he could barely get any words out. "I love you, Y/n."

You took a deep breath, calming your nerves “Well apparently not enough.”

Doyoung felt his heart sink down to his feet. It wasn’t the truth. He loved you more than himself, more than life itself, but he was still guilty. He was guilty of loving you more than he was willing to admit and lying to himself and you that he didn't. Maybe he was selfish for wanting you back, knowing how much he hurt you, but that didn’t make him want you any less. It shattered him when he lost you —the person who cared about him most in the world.

“Listen, Doyoung. I don’t want to fight you anymore, can we just put this past us?” Your expression softened, taking yet another deep breath. “Officially.”

Doyoung paused for a moment. “I don’t want to fight with you either…" He sighed "Deal.” He pursed his lips and nodded eventually, still unable to say anything. That made you smile. You always found the way he bit his lips cute. You used to tease him and say he looked like a bunny for it. Oh and how he loved it. How you’d cup his cheeks and kiss his nose. How you’d cuddle his head into your chest, how you’d talk to him. He loved everything you did. And he still did. Doyoung froze. God, when was the last time he had made you smile? He found himself mesmerized, unable to look away from your face. He missed your smile, he missed this, he missed you.

For you, that moment lasted only seconds, yet for Doyoung, an eternity had already passed before you pat his arm and turned to leave.

“Hey y/n!” He blurted out, making you stop in your tracks. You turned to face him, and in that moment he could have sworn time stopped. You were beautiful, it was just when he saw you for the first time. He had fallen in love all over again. “For what it's worth, I really did love you. You made me the happiest person I'd been in years. I would have crossed the ocean for you, and I still would. I'm sorry I never found a way to let you know that."

“Thank you for saying that, Doyoung.”

"I'm sorry I didn't say more. Please believe me."

Maybe it was something about the way his eyes turned glassy, or the way he had an expression on his face you've only seen once in your entire time knowing him. But for the first time in a long time, you saw the Doyoung you fell in love with. "I believe you."

"Goodbye, Doyoung."

"Goodbye, Y/n."

(this may or may be part of a draft im currently writing ok bye)

[scarletwinterxx]

and you knew what it was, he is in love - doyoung scenario

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There's this phrase from a book you've read a long time ago that stuck with you, somewhere along the lines "I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once".

That's exactly how you would describe the way you fell in love with him. Little by little, like you were floating away then all at once you realized he's the one.

It's all the little things he did and still does that makes your heart flutter. How attentive he is, he knows when you're in the room shooting you a smile and saving a seat right beside him.

He'd tell you stories and ask you about your day. He asked about all the things you liked hoping he could one day be a part of that list.

He remembers you love your iced coffee in the morning so for you he'd get up early even though he's not a morning person. It doesn't matter though, not when you smile at him so brightly you might as well replace the sun as the center of his universe.

He pays attention to you, even when you don't know it. You always forget to bring a hair tie, so a lot of times you have to brush your hair away from your face sometimes he does it too. An action so simple yet it was enough to leave you a blushing mess.

Then one day just another day of you forgetting to bring your hair tie, but before you could brush your hair back he holds you by the shoulders making you stand in front of him. He gathers all of your hair with one hand and gets the tie with the other, he watched so many video tutorials on how to do this but he's still so nervous afraid that he might hurt you. But then you turned to face him with a confused but amused look on your face.

"Where'd you learn how to do that and where did you get the hair tie?" you asked

"I got it at the convenience store the other day, I got like a bunch of them for you. As for the learning, I'll you some other time"

You blinked at him, there it was again that thumping on your chest you get whenever you're with him. "Thank you" you tell him and he smiles back at you, like knocking the wind out of you.

Then that moment you knew he was someone you'd love for a long time. It's normal for the two of you to spend the day even outside of campus, he's the first person you'd call if you need someone to hang out with.

"Why are we getting ice cream when it's so cold out?" he asks you, but he didn't even stop you from choosing the ice cream on the freezer. Noticing you pick his favorite before getting yours.

"Because I want it" you tell him, walking towards the counter to pay. When all of that is done, the two of you sit outside. The cold breeze hitting your skin making you shiver.

Of course he notices this, but instead of getting the usual nag from him he just shrugs his jacket off catching your attention

"What are you doing?"

Once it's off, he pulls you up and throws the jacket over your shoulders. He pulls your arm that wasn't holding the ice cream through the sleeve before making you do the other one, "You're cold" he answers, gesturing for you to wear it properly while he eats his ice cream. Then he makes you hold his treat, stepping closer to you.

The wind is cold but you can feel your palms getting sweaty from feeling nervous. He closes the jacket, zipping it up enough to make sure you're warm.

"All better?" he asks you

"Do you like me that much that you'd rather be cold so you give me your jacket?" you ask back

"I like you so much, I can't stand the wind whirling by you" he answers back rendering you quiet.

You stayed quiet the whole walk back to your place, he doesn't say anything too. Letting you have time to yourself.

Then you stop walking, turning to face him

"Why do you only say it now?"

"What?"

"That you like me? I thought you didn't see me that way" you mumble, in return you hear a chuckle from him then you feel his finger under your chin making you look up at him.

"I tell you all the time, I give you the first bite of my food always. I watched that movie you wanted even though we've seen it like 10 times before. I have your favorite snack in my bag always, my mom even brought extras for you. Do you think I do that for people I don't like?" Doyoung asks you, caressing your cheeks with the tip of his finger

"That's not telling me, you never said anything" you pout at him, "Do you want me to tell you?"

"No, now I feel like you're only saying it because I asked"

You stepped away from him, acting like you're walking away when he stops you. Holding your hand back making you halt your steps,

"You know, I was scared at first I admit. In my head I went 'Oh no I'm falling in love with my bestfriend' then I see you smile and every time you do I just think 'Oh I'm in love with my bestfriend'"

"I'm your bestfriend?"

"That's all you heard?"

Then you're grinning, smiling so big it might hurt. You jump towards his waiting arms, holding him close. Closer than you ever did. "I confess my feelings to you and you just bestfriend zone me?" Doyoung jokingly mumbles against your cheek

"I love you too, you dummy" you tell him, he puts you down but kept you in his embrace. To you there's no warmer spot than this.

"I just want you to know my feelings are sincere, it took some time to say it but I've been trying. I'm better at showing it to you, I could be better. I'll be better for you"

You shake your head, holding face in your hands, "You are the best there is for me, there's nothing better than this. Keep loving me the way you did, but this time I'll do it with you. I'll take care of you too, like you always do for me"

He smiles at you, taking in your appearance. Memorizing every detail of this moment so he'll never forget. In the silence of his mind he screams, he's in love.

[bro-atz]

sunday morning

in which: you and doyoung spend a lovely sunday morning together.

pair: doyoung/gn!reader

word count: 1.1k

content: fluff, sleepy doyoung, kisses, lovey dovey, some pancakes, just super fluffy

rated: PG | sfw!

author's note: for @sadfragilegirl

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The sunlight poured through the curtains as you woke up early that morning. It was irregular for you to wake up before ten in the morning, so when you checked your phone to see that it was a quarter until nine, you were definitely surprised. You wanted to force yourself back to sleep, but the fact that Doyoung was sleeping next to you shirtless was enough of a reason for you to get your ass out of bed and into the kitchen.

You didn’t know what you wanted for breakfast; you were half asleep when you stumbled into the kitchen, your hand running through your hair in attempt to wake yourself up. You ultimately decided that it was too early in the morning, even though the sun was shining painfully bright, and got to making coffee. You were grateful for the fact that Doyoung made you get an electric coffee maker because drip coffee seemed like too much effort.

The machine finished turning on and warming up when Doyoung finally woke up; he awoke because of the lack of warmth you provided his bare chest when he enveloped you in his broad chest. Since he, too, was not a morning person, Doyoung made his way into the kitchen, his bare feet thumping onto the ground. He made out the faint blur of you through his sleep ridded eyes and slowly made his way over to you, a lazy smile on his face. He snaked his arms around your waist and kissed your ear.

“Good morning, baby,” he said, his voice still groggy.

You could only nod because processing words this early in the morning was just not up to your ability. You held onto Doyoung’s arms lightly and swayed side to side as you waited for your coffee to finish brewing.

“Making coffee?” his low voice made your spine tingle.

You nodded yet again and let go of Doyoung’s arms to pick up your cup of coffee. You started to move away, but Doyoung kept you firmly rooted to the spot.

“Can you make me a cup?” he asked.

Doyoung placed his chin on your shoulder and waited for a response. Silently, you started making another cup, Doyoung kissing your temple.

“Thank you, baby.”

You blushed slightly as you reached over the countertop for another mug to put under the spout and replaced the cup in the machine before you pressed the brew button. Doyoung, meanwhile, used that time of waiting to leave kisses all over your neck, jaw, and ear, making your face flush frequently. The coffee poured into the cup fairly fast, and Doyoung ended up letting go of your waist to grab his cup of coffee.

You sat in the living room, the cups of coffee waking you up. Conversation still hadn’t taken place between the two of you because comfortable silence filled the air. You both sat on separate sofas just looking at each other with smiles on your faces because you both thought about how your partner was so attractive, especially with the light from the sun giving the two of you a natural glow.

You were the first to finish your coffee. You set the now empty cup down on the coffee table and made your way over to the sofa Doyoung was sitting on. Doyoung placed his coffee on the table as well and leaned far back enough in the sofa for you to sit in front of him, your back pressed against his chest. Doyoung wrapped his arms around your waist again and pushed his nose into your hair, his nose rubbing against the back of your head.

You moved your head so that Doyoung’s nose was out of it and so that you could look him in the eye. You smiled at him when he pouted slightly after you moved him out of his comfort zone. Doyoung smiled back at you and eskimo kissed you, his eyelashes briefly brushing against your eyebrows. You, meanwhile, leaned in ever so slightly to peck him on the lips, his face turning a light shade of pink.

“Aw, how cute. The love of my life is blushing at my kiss,” you spoke for the first time that day, Doyoung immediately grinning. He quickly leaned in and kissed you back, instantly making you blush.

“Aw, how cute. The love of my life is blushing at my kiss,” Doyoung repeated your previous statement and grinned cheekily at you.

You pressed your forehead against Doyoung’s and closed your eyes while smiling, Doyoung mirroring your actions. The two of you sat just like that as the sun continued shining and as the birds started chirping that morning.

“Baby, what do you want for breakfast?” Doyoung whispered quietly as if he would shatter the world if he spoke any louder.

“I don’t know…” you whispered just as quietly back.

“Want me to make pancakes?”

“Ooh, yes please!”

You quickly got up to allow Doyoung to get up and go to the kitchen. You sat at the kitchen island as you watched him slip into the apron. At that point, he was only wearing the apron and pajama bottoms. Half of you wanted to yell at him to wear a shirt, but the other half just wanted to admire his muscles as he got to work whisking the batter. Then, he turned away from you to pour the batter on the pan. You wanted to watch him as he made the pancakes, so you got up and stood next to him.

Doyoung, aware of your eyes lingering on him, smiled and hummed as he flipped the pancakes.

“You don’t have patience, huh?” he asked jokingly.

“No, I just want to watch you,” you responded with half a smile.

Doyoung let out a little laugh and lightly nudged you. “Go sit. The pancakes are almost done.”

You did as he said and sat. Seconds later, Doyoung turned around and set a stack of pancakes in front of you, syrup and butter accompanying the stack shortly after. You thought he was going to hand you a fork to let you dig in, but instead, he kept the fork with him and cut off a piece. He blew air on the piece to cool it down before holding it out in front of you.

“Baby, you don’t have to feed me,” you said with a little giggle.

“I insist. Open up!”

You ate the pancake off the fork, a huge smile blossoming on your face as you chewed blissfully. Doyoung gazed at you affectionately as he kept feeding you and took an occasional bite himself, and that affection continued to build as he spent the rest of the day with you, the two of you peacefully existing together in your little bubble of love that Sunday morning.

[hugs2doie]

we need more doyoung texts from u 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

your wish is my command

more doyoung bf texts !

pairings: bf!doyoung x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none,, taeyong is mentioned

reqs r open !

[thewonandonly]

20:42 — what brings you here all of a sudden? crash into a world so still, chill kill enters like thunder, that thrill be makin' my mind ill. | chill kill by red velvet

the wet squelching of the rug under your feet was enough to make you cringe and give you chills, even more than the water that dripped from your dress down your skin. you walked at a painstakingly slow pace that could only be compared to stephen king's carrie. a shiver rolled down your spine as you walked down the hallway to where your boyfriend laid on the couch in the hotel room with a book in his hand.

a little context might work. it was 8 at night. there was a pool. you didn't have a swimsuit, so you didn't jump in. your boyfriend, who now laid dry on the couch, prim and proper, dry as the sahara desert, pushed you in. then left you there.

you weren't mad at him for pushing you in and ditching you. no, that was just a normal prank for the both of you. you would've done the exact same.

no, you were mad he ruined your dress. the 285 dollar dress you've been waiting months for, that you saved up money for.

as you stood there like a horror character from a movie, doyoung's head laid back on his arm, placing his finger in between the book pages, covering his mouth as he stifled a laugh, "what happened?" he teased.

another shiver and you grit your teeth at him, "my dress..."

doyoung chuckled, "yeah?" he glanced at you up and down, "probably shouldn't have pushed you into the pool while you were wearing white." he dog-eared the page of the book, sitting up on the couch.

you walked around the couch to stare at him, the water echoing between the two of you as you stood still, droplets hitting the floor, spreading your arms, "give me a hug." you whispered, demanding the hug, not even bothering to ask.

doyoung jumped up, holding his hand out, "no, no, i think i'm okay."

"come on, doyo, give me a hug."

doyoung made his way around the couch, staring at you as you chased him. "come on, yn, you wouldn't want my nice shirt to — oh, okay, there it is."

you were able to catch him, hugging him tightly with the wet fabric draped over your body. you mischievously chuckled as he groaned at the feeling of the chlorinated pool water seep into his own clothes.

"ah... so warm." you pulled away, smiling as you saw the front of his shirt turning a dark grey, "you got a little something there." you teased.

doyoung matched your look, pecking your lips softly, "i have a wonderful idea on how to warm up." he smiled, his hands lingering on your hips.

you rolled your eyes, "is this your way of apologizing about my dress?"

"maybe." doyoung chuckled.

maybe you could forgive him for his destroying of your dress, even if it wasn't by buying you another.

copyright © 2023 thewonandonly. all rights reserved.

[lee-aveyourmark]

kim dongyoung being allergic to the female population by adamantly expressing his singleness whenever the topic of dating is brought up, and by physically keeping his distance from such counterparts unless he's paid to do otherwise, but failing horribly in keeping his thoughts and feelings to himself when he meets you. kim dongyoung, who ensures that his bachelor image is maintained, cannot bear to not know your name, your favourite colour and if you're attracted to a man like him. kim dongyoung, who can't stop showing your profile picture to other members and asking them "isn't she so pretty?" before drifting off to sleep while replaying your sweet voice saying his name. kim dongyoung, who feels like his heart is about to explode on the day of your first date, and needs to take many deep breaths before seeing you. kim dongyoung, who cannot stop smiling around you and blushes with every advancement you make. kim dongyoung, who hugs you from behind and rests his cheek on your shoulder while you're making food in the kitchen and will not let go, making cute noises of approval upon being fed small bites. kim dongyoung, who does not maintain eye contact with other women, but wants all your attention as he intertwines your fingers with his, juts out his bottom lip and whines incessantly. kim dongyoung, who stands 3 steps away from his female costars and initiates scripted skinship with the thought of you. and at the end of the day, kim dongyoung is murmuring "i love you" against your forehead, cheek and lips while being over the moon that he can call you his girlfriend - "mine".

[heartbrkr]

pay attention (to me!)

SUMMARY Doyoung, your drunk boyfriend, has something to say to you. It's long overdue, but he brings to your attention the grievances you didn't know he had.

PAIRING kim doyoung x gender neutral!reader

GENRE established relationship, slight angst & hurt/comfort

WORD COUNT 1.1k

WARNINGS mentions of drinking and getting drunk, a couple of swear words, doyoung suppressing feelings from you, reader being busy with work

AUTHOR’S NOTE my first doyoung fic, enjoy! <3 not proofread

MASTERLIST | REQUESTS: OPEN!

You love your boyfriend, especially when he’s drunk out of his mind; it’s endearing and funny most times. But at this point into the later A.M.— about 3:09 in the morning the last time you checked— you just wanted him to drink ibuprofen and water to prevent him from waking up feeling like shit.

“Babe.” He doesn’t respond because he can’t hear you over his own rambling, something about how Haechan took a bite of his precious McDonald’s chicken burger when he was preoccupied with his phone earlier within the week. He went on about how he was willing to share the meal with the younger member if “he asked kindly, but he didn’t! At all!”. After a moment of inner brainstorming, you realize what’ll make him respond no matter what. 

“Dongyoung.”

“Mmm?”

And with the way he looks at you, it feels like you’re both freshly nineteen again; attending birthday parties of mutual friends, making up reasons to clink soju bottles against one another, celebrating the littlest achievements with several rounds of drinks. But, only as friends who had strong, unveiled feelings for each other. These are the only things that have changed: you all go out to let loose a little less, you’re dating, and neither of you are nineteen anymore. Doyoung’s alcohol tolerance is the same as ever.

A ghost of a pout rested on his lips, face still quite flushed despite going through a wash and his night skin care routine (care of you, of course), his best attempt at puppy dog eyes looking up at you as he’s sat on your shared bed. You feel your stomach flip.

“Drink this.” You raise the glass of water and pill to his line of vision. Your reply was a little cold because of the tiredness and residue of impatience you had in you; you feel the guilt hit you immediately. 

The tone you used unsurprisingly didn’t go unnoticed by Doyoung; no matter the conditions, he always makes it a point to be observant towards you and your body language. Having someone notice the littlest things about you that way was a feeling extremely foreign to you. Luckily for you, he’s been obsessed with you since high school. He arguably knows you better than you.

He looks straight at the glass of water, observing how your shirt distorted through it. He’s avoiding eye contact. “Are you mad at me? I’m sorry, I think I’m giving you a hard time.”

You sigh, not at Doyoung in particular. Never at him. “No, I’m not mad at you, Doie. Don’t apologize. And you’re not giving me a hard time, I’m being like this because I love you and I don’t want you to have a headache in the morning, okay?” He nods in understanding, carefully taking the items from your hands and consuming them.

He drinks every drop of water, worried that you might scold him again. He tries to look up at you again rather sheepishly. You have a faint smile on your lips, so he takes that as a sign that you really aren’t upset.

You sit beside him after placing the cup on the bedside. Doyoung lets his head drop on your shoulder, you slip your hand into his and he routinely starts playing with the rings on your fingers. The still silence of the night is cut when he murmurs something that you almost miss because he speaks in the softest tone you’ve ever heard from him.

“Will you be here in the morning?”

At first, his words confuse you because you’ll surely be here. You live together, after all. “What do you mean? We’re in a relationship and live in the same house. Of course I’ll be here.”

“No, I mean, when I wake up, will I be able to know you’re beside me, even before I open my eyes?” He breathes out of his nose before letting out the rest of his thoughts, still fiddling with your jewelry, “you’ve been working so hard and you know I’ll fucking admire you for that, always. But I really miss you lately. I don’t want you to overwork yourself and I just miss being with you, y’know, having you to myself for more than just a couple of hours before you’re gone again. I didn’t know how to get your attention, so I just drank extra of what Taeyong couldn’t tonight to get reaaallyyy drunk.”

You don’t know what to say. You feel horrible once more for not knowing how your lover felt about you taking on heavy projects with irregular schedules, most days having to attend last minute roundups. It really only dawns on you now that your job has been hindering your quality time with Doyoung, something you barely get at all. But somehow, it’s amplified times two because of the emergency assignments shoved your way even during days you shouldn’t be working.

You look at him as properly as you can, his head still on your shoulder because you’d rather not give the poor, slowly sobering man whiplash if you were to move it out of its current place. “I…I’m really sorry for not noticing our distance sooner. I’ve been so preoccupied, no shit, I didn’t even realize that we don’t even spend whole days together anymore. I’m sorry I made you feel this way, you shouldn’t have had to get my attention for me to realize.” 

He hears the sincerity in your voice, upset that you’ve become upset at the revelation. Doyoung is starting to feel his eyes droop, but he believes it's important for him to reply to the best of his abilities. He doesn’t want you losing sleep believing you’re at fault the whole time he’s sound asleep. “Don’t be hard on yourself, it’s a two-way thing. I forgive you; I was the one who hid how I’ve been feeling. It’s just in you to be so helpful to those around you, even if it means sacrificing a thing or another. I love you.”

You want to cry; you’re starting to wonder if he was especially sent on Earth just for you. It’s a rare occurrence that Doyoung doesn’t hide his usual quips, so you don’t take him being vulnerable for granted. You love him. 

His head gets even heavier on your shoulder, so you gently place your hands behind his head and neck to put him down on his pillow. He whines at the loss of your warmth, you chuckle the slightest at the noise. “Tomorrow, I promise, it’s my day-off. No emergencies, we can do whatever you want.”

“This is enough,” he states, muffled by his pillow, though quickly turning his head to face you. He looks content, “but I’ll take you up on that offer.”

[milkybonya]

crush ☆ doyoung

order 069, anon: large taro milk tea with strawberry popping boba for treasure Doyoung

! : suggestive (kissing), explicit language (swear words)

# : bad boy!doyoung (but he's really just tsundere) x gn reader, ft. best friend!Jaehyuk

[💌: since hello era... doyoung and junghwan be hitting differently like THESE BOYS ARE ALL GROWN MY BBYS :( also anon i hope u like this one i'm sorry its so late T_T and on Haruto day?? not me posting a Dobby fic on Haruto day hehe HAPPY RUTO DAY]

there's no bad boy that makes you as weak in the knees as Doyoung. you have the fattest crush on him but no one will ever know. not even him. well, no one except for your best friend, Jaehyuk.

you keep your eyes straight ahead as Doyoung loudly enters the classroom, slamming the door accidentally (?) behind him and loudly pulling out his chair in the back to sit down.

you watch Jaehyuk wriggle his eyebrows as you from two rows ahead. then, you steal a glance back at Doyoung. he's leaning back in his head, facing the ceiling, revealing his attractive neck--

okay, seriously. you've gotta stop. how can a neck be attractive? well, his can.

you gulp as you face the front, trying to focus on the lesson. but... the teacher doesn't show up. so, as always, the kids start causing a ruckus. Doyoung keeps his head down in the back and you sigh as you sift through your homework, trying to find something non-violent to do.

just as Jaehyuk approaches you to have a conversation, he gets pushed aside by one of your class's rude idiots. he falls to the ground.

"y/n, is that the homework? can i borrow it?" they ask, leaning way too close.

"fuck off," you mutter, annoyed.

"huh? did you say something?" they ask, leaning even closer.

you sigh, trying to decide if you should fight back or just give them your homework--when you hear the legs of a chair scraping against the floor from behind you.

"just piss off! leave them alone," Doyoung yells at the rude idiot. "if you care about homework that bad, why don't you actually do it, hm?"

"yeah, he's right," Jaehyuk pipes up, finally getting up from the floor.

"and what if i don't leave them alone?" they challenge Doyoung, who makes some kind of quiet snarling sound before he bounds over to you.

"fuck. off," he says, shoving the person with each word.

they fall backwards onto a desk and Jaehyuk cheers.

your heart is racing, both because of the adrenaline the situation is making you feel, and because Doyoung is so... damn attractive while he's shutting these idiots down. his jaw is clenched and the outline of it is sharp. his lips glisten under the ceiling lights from when he licked them moments ago, trying to hold back his anger.

Doyoung turns to you, his ears red and his hands in his pockets. his dress shirt uniform is unbuttoned, revealing a black shirt underneath.

he doesn't say anything, just scans your face with slightly furrowed brows before walking to his spot in the back. once he's gone, you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding. then, you race to Jaehyuk, making sure he's okay.

"i'm fine! are you, though? your knight in shining armour totally just saved you--" Jaehyuk starts, wiggling his eyebrows.

"shut up!" you whine, slapping his arm.

you can't help but smile, though. as you look back to glance at Doyoung, you watch his head immediately jerk away from you.. as if his eyes had been on you before you looked at him.

you shrug it off as the teacher finally walks in.

-

Doyoung watches you for the entire lesson. he's never paid much attention to you until today, when those idiots were harassing you. usually, he doesn't get involved in class drama. but for some reason, he got so angry this time. he wonders why. he needs to know why.

the whole day you feel someone's eyes on you. every time you turn around, you see nothing. there's always so many students everywhere, so you don't pay it much mind. that is, until you notice something.

Doyoung is always there, in your line of vision, when you turn around to see if someone is watching you... but it's probably just a coincidence. it isn't until he joins you and Jaehyuk at the cafeteria to eat that you think maybe it wasn't a coincidence.

you're both stuffing your faces with food when he smoothly slides his tray in next to yours, sitting down and poking at his food.

"can we help you?" Jaehyuk asks, seeing how you're too stunned to speak.

"no. keep eating," Doyoung says somewhat coldly.

he watches you from the corners of his eyes.

"well, anyways, i think it's so dumb that we all have to do an outdoor activity this weekend and write a story about it. that's what little kids get assigned to do!" Jaehyuk complains, ignoring Doyoung.

"whyyy? i think it sounds so fun and cute! we could go on a picnic and both write about it--"

"i'm coming, too," Doyoung blurts out. he's shocked by his own words.

"why would you come?" Jaehyuk questions, maintaining (or trying to) a friendly tone.

"because... i don't know what else to do for the project either," Doyoung grumbles.

you stare at his lips, stained with the strawbery milk he just took a sip of.

"stop drooling, y/n," Jaehyuk says.

"shut up!" you screech, slapping your friend.

Doyoung chuckles and catches himself in the act. why was he so amused by you? he's never cared about a single living soul at this school before.

-

all three of you show up to the park with hands full of goodies... except, Doyoung's 'goodies' are just his skateboard... that's it.

Jaehyuk shakes his head, sighing as he lays down the blanket and one side of it folds in because of the wind. you're too busy staring at Doyoung as he sets his skateboard down to notice your own friend struggling.

"hello? a little help here?" Jaehyuk whines, but you still can't hear him.

the wind blowing through Doyoung's hair and rustling his clothes makes him look incredibly attractive. your knees feel weak and you decide to help Jaehyuk to distract yourself.

before you know it, you're being stopped by Doyoung himself.

"no, let me," he says in a deep voice, taking over and helping Jaehyuk with the blanket.

eventually, everything is set up and the three of you are sat surrounded by snacks and your notebooks.

"well.. we can't just write that all we did was sit here and eat. what should we do?" Jaehyuk points out.

"how about a game?" you ask excitedly.

you peek at Doyoung to see his reaction, but he's staring off into space. you pout and Jaehyuk notices.

"hey, Doyoung! what do you think?" Jaehyuk asks.

"yeah, sure. if y/n wants to, let's do it."

you feel butterflies within you as you grin as Doyoung.

"how about truth or dare?! Jaehyuk first! truth or dare?" you say.

"truth!"

"boring," you and Doyoung say at the same time. you both look at each other and you watch the boy's lips curve slightly upwards.

"i pick truth. now ask me something."

"have you ever liked y/n?" Doyoung asks, lazily.

your heart races at the question, even though you already know the answer.

"i did before, actually. i confessed but.. it didn't work out.

"how long ago was that?" Doyoung asks, brows furrowed.

"Doyoung, your turn! it's one question only," you say.

he presses his lips together before choosing 'dare'.

"i dare you to eat all those strawberries in one minute," Jaehyuk says.

you slap his arm, telling him that's too much, but Doyoung goes for it. you watch as his cheeks fill with the red berries, his face puffy as he chews. he starts laughing when you both laugh at how funny he looks, and he isn't able to eat them all because he laughs so hard he has to spit everything out!

"y/n, your turn," Doyoung says softly.

"mmm.. okay what will my truth be and what will my dare be?" you ask.

"dare is you kiss Doyoung and truth is do you like Doyoung," Jaehyuk asks.

your jaw drops and Doyoung smirks, amused.

"you--"

"pick!" Jaehyuk urges.

you sigh and choose dare, thinking that'll be the safer option.

Doyoung's face is slightly red as you turn to him.

"kiss! kiss! kiss!" Jaehyuk chants like a kid.

"shut up!" you say before turning to Doyoung, gently cupping and squeezing his cheeks so his lips are puffy, and pressing your own lips to his.

the kiss is soft, his lips are plump and his mouth tastes like strawberries. as if instictually, Doyoung's arm wraps around your waist, but Jaehyuk's giggles make you pull away.

"well, won't i have quite the situation to write about!"

"shut up, Jae," you say, nervously.

you still feel butterflies and you can feel Doyoung looking at you. every time you look at him, he looks away.

a few moments later, Jaehyuk gets up in search of a washroom. you and Doyoung are left on your own.

"i'm sorry if you didn't want to do that kiss--" you start.

"no. i wanted to," Doyoung replies sweetly.

"oh?"

"did you want to?"

"yes," you reply.

"do you want to do it again?" he asks while leaning back his weight rested on his arms.

"y-yeah."

and that's how Doyoung kisses you so hard that you fall onto the picnic blanket, Doyoung's arm also catching you as you fall. you place a hand to his chest to keep yourself grounded as butterflies rage inside you, but feeling his heartbeat makes you melt even more.

"hey, i leave for one second and come back to this?!" Jaehyuk says in disgust.

quickly, the two of you pull away.

Doyoung's face is red and he clears his throat.

"well... to avoid this from getting awkward, i say we end the picnic here," Jaehyuk announces.

after cleaning up everything, Doyoung pulls you aside to ask if you want to hang out with just him some time.

"i like you, y/n. something about you just keeps drawing me to you," he says, caressing your cheek.

"i-i-yes.. let's meet! this weekend! wait, it is the weekend... maybe some time this week after school?"

Doyoung laughs, a rare sight. "sure. let's meet after school."

you and Jaehyuk walk home together and the whole time he's teasing you, but you couldn't be happier.

[kdyism]

FUDUEHECONFESSED.m4a | PAIRING. DOYOUNG X READER, GENRE + THEMES. f2l, accidental-confession!au WARN. non

"Hey, can you—Doyoung, Kim Doyoung, can you repeat that for me?"

Pursing his lips, his blinkering eyes watch your phone, gently sizzling out the unstable audio from last night's recording. When you walked into the cafeteria with a flush as soon as your eyes landed on him, he thought it was odd that you were blushing before he even did something to set off your mind to haywire.

Coughing, he tries to stop you. "Uhh—I'm scared, don't play it," he said, his hands trying to snatch your phone away.

"No, you have to listen to it," you insist, pushing his hands prying hands away and you awkwardly smile at him, "Just listen, you need to hear it so you can jog your memory,"

Last night, you and doyoung decided to take a walk around the river side, and somehow, you guys snacked and drank till doyoung was no longer sober. You were used to his usual rambling, going on about his obsessions and his trouble, but then suddenly he paused and said something you knew he wouldn't believe himself. So you pulled out your phone and made him say it again.

"Hey, can you—Doyoung, Kim Doyoung, can you repeat that for me?"

He sighed into your phone, and you remember him clinging to your hands, "I said: I want to kiss you and hold your hands right now—but... but you don't even knooow," he slumped against you.

The warmth of his skin and breath still lingers on your shoulder. You stared at Doyoung carefully, and his face was a bright red. His fuse immediately blew as soon as his voice began sounding.

"What... don't I know?" you asked yesterday, lifting his face up gently.

"You don't know that I like you.... in a not friend way...

"You don't know that I have tried to tell you that at least three times, you don't know anything at all, you are so oblivious to me pulling moves, and like... didn't you see me try to kiss you on new years eve last year? and you let me off!! without even questioning me??? like???

"You... you really don't know anything,"

Present Doyoung's jaws drops, his skin losing colour, but a distinct shade of shyness still remained, "I have no idea what... what to even say..." he breathes out, dropping his face into his palms, and you just stare at him.

"I just need to know—" you abruptly stop yourself, taking a deep breath. Taking both his hands in yours, you continue, "I like you too. Should we start dating each other?"

©KDYISM, 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | permanent tags: @sungbeam @soobin-chois

yunn.txt — this is actually supposed to be the confession bit of a longer fic i intended to write like earlier this year but unfortunately, i now forgot what i was hoping the plot was and i also no longer want to think about what the plot was.

[blu-joons]

When The Boys Tease Him About A Hickey ~ NCT 127 Reaction

Taeil:

His head shook as soon as Taeil noticed Dongyoung walking around, unable to control the smile that was on his face as he watched Taeil in the chair.

“I can’t believe you gave our hard-working makeup artists more work to do by getting a hickey,” he scolded, shaking his head back at Taeil.

“Haven’t you got something better to do?” Taeil sighed, having been teased back and forth between all of the members all morning for what he’d done whilst with you.

Dongyoung continued to shake his head, “I’m quit enjoying being here and keeping you company.”

Taeil shot a glare back to him through the mirror, “can you call security to come and get you out of here?” Taeil asked, but still Dongyoung remained exactly where he was.

“Watching this is the most fun I’ve had in a long time,” he replied, knowing how good of a job he was doing of winding Taeil up.”

“When I get out of this makeup chair, you better run,” Taeil told him, “I’ll remind you exactly who the eldest is between the two of you then.”

“You might be there a while; you still look a little red.”

Johnny:

He looked around in confusion as Johnny walked into the studio to notice several of the boys looking across at him with smiles on their faces.

“Looks like we don’t even need to ask how your night was,” Yuta spoke up first, pointing across to the mark that he spotted on Johnny.

“I thought I’d managed to hide it,” Johnny admitted as he sat down, bringing a chorus of laughs from around the room as several of the boys chuckled in disbelief.

Yuta’s head shook back across at him, “what were you thinking? You’ve not hidden that at all.”

Johnny threw his head back in frustration, “I was rushed and could only use what I could find around Y/N’s apartment, I thought I’d at least try and make it less obvious.”

“If anything, you’ve made it worse,” Yuta corrected, “we can see the makeup lines around it where you’ve tried to cover it.”

“Really?” Johnny panicked, starting to wipe over the mark, “I really thought that using a bit of makeup would be good enough to hide it.”

“You could not have been more wrong about that.”

Taeyong:

His head hung low as Taeyong walked in late to the studio, knowing that it would be inevitable for the boys to all laugh as soon as they saw his neck.

“Bring it on,” he frowned as he sat down on one of the benches, keeping his eyes looking low as several comments were made by them all.

“What were you thinking?” Yoonoh laughed, surprisingly the loudest of all the boys, “we know you were happy to be with Y/N, but were you really as happy as this?”

Taeyong glanced across at him, “do you think I meant for this to happen last night with Y/N?”

Yoonoh shrugged back in reply, “you never know,” he sniggered, only to worsen the glare on Taeyong’s face that was fixated on Yoonoh across the room.

“One day when you all get partners you might find yourself in this situation,” Taeyong warned them all, “I’ll make plenty of jokes.”

“We’ll be more careful than you,” Yoonoh assured you, “you’re doing what leaders do, showing us all what not to do in the future Taeyong.”

“That’s it, use me as a lesson to learn for you all.”

Yuta:

A hand against his chest caused Yuta to stop what he was doing, bringing his shirt back up to wonder why Jungwoo had stopped him getting changed.

“Have you looked in the mirror this morning?” Jungwoo enquired, shaking his head as he studied the mark that was on Yuta’s neck clearly.

“No,” Yuta dismissed, feeling a hand rest into his back to guide him across to a mirror, where Jungwoo gladly tapped against the mark that he had caught on his neck.

Yuta’s eyes went wide straight away, “please tell me that that’s a stain that’s on the mirror.”

A laugh came from Jungwoo as Yuta desperately looked across at him, “I hate to say it, but I think that stain is actually the proud work of Y/N from your evening together.”

“What do I do?” Yuta fretted, looking to Jungwoo for help, “please don’t leave me to sort this out before, I’ve never had this before.”

“What can I do?” Jungwoo innocently laughed, “it’s going to take more than just a bit of makeup to be able to cover that thing up for you.”

“I’m really stuck in a big hole now Jungwoo.”

Doyoung:

A shiver ran down Dongyoung’s spine as a hand brushed against his neck, looking across to see Mark walk past and take a seat down beside him.

“Busy night?” Mark teased as soon as he met Dongyoung’s eyes, “you seem to have a little bit of a memory to hold onto from your night together?”

“Please don’t start,” Dongyoung pleaded with him, “do you know how many hickey jokes I’ve had to listen to? Not just from the boys too but loads of staff members as well.”

Mark shrugged back at him, “you know the rules, were you expecting not to get teased today?”

Dongyoung’s head shook in reply, “I didn’t think it would be this bad, everywhere I go I know that people are looking at me, I mean it’s not as if the mark is that bad, right?”

“Well,” Mark began, trailing off momentarily as he thought about his words, “it’s not exactly the best thing in the world.”

“That’s not helping,” Dongyoung yelled, jabbing against Mark’s arm, “out of everyone I thought you’d be the one to reassure me about this.”

“I really want to help you, but this is just too funny.”

Jaehyun:

The loud giggle that came from Donghyuck as Yoonoh walked past him immediately stopped him in his tracks, looking to Donghyuck with intrigue.

“What happened to you last night?” Donghyuck asked him, pointing to the mark that he had spotted on Yoonoh’s neck, “did you enjoy yourself?”

“What are you on about?” Yoonoh asked, as Donghyuck spun him around to be able to show him his reflection in the mirror, and the thing that had caught his attention.

Another laugh came from Donghyuck as the expression on Yoonoh’s face dropped, “now you see?”

Yoonoh was frozen as he stared, making sure that what he saw was real. “What am I going to do? We’ve got a shoot today, how are they going to be able to cover this up?”

“It’s not my problem,” Donghyuck joked, holding his hands up innocently, “looks like you’ve got yourself in a bit of a pickle.”

“They’re going to kill me,” Yoonoh fretted, finally moving again, “I was already late to make up once this week, and now this, it never ends.”

“You’re in for a scolding, and I for one, can’t wait to see it.”

Jungwoo:

His brows knitted together as soon as Taeyong pulled down his shirt, spotting the mark that he had failed to see whilst getting ready for work.

“How did you not see that the moment you looked in the mirror this morning?” Taeyong scoffed, struggling to believe what he was seeing.

“I was in a rush,” Jungwoo fretted in reply to him, “I overslept and rushed to get dressed, I don’t even remember looking in the mirror before I left the apartment.”

A roll of the eyes came from Taeyong, “I can definitely see where you were a little occupied.”

Jungwoo’s shoulders dropped as the reality of what had happened sunk in, “how am I going to get through the day without anyone seeing that? It’s so obvious Taeyong.”

“You could wear a jumper?” He jokingly suggested, sniggering when a worried sigh came from Jungwoo in response.

“It’s the middle of summer,” Jungwoo reminded him, “unless I paint the rest of my body purple and red, I’m fighting a losing battle here.”

“I hate to say it, but I think you might be right.”

Mark:

The look on Taeil’s face immediately had Mark worried as he sat down, feeling a scolding coming, he had a feeling that he knew what was up.

“Suddenly the reason why I was kept up for so long makes sense,” Taeil spoke, pulling Mark’s collar down to see the mark on his neck.

“We weren’t that loud,” Mark tried to defend, but Taeil’s head shook straight away, having spent most of the night trying to block out the sound from Mark’s room.

Taeil shot a glare at him, “I knew you were up to something, I just hoped that it wasn’t what it was.”

Mark didn’t know what to do as he sunk down in his seat, “I’m sorry,” he weakly smiled, “we really didn’t intend to get as loud as we did, we just ran away with ourselves.”

“It seems that way,” Taeil groaned, pulling Mark’s collar back up again, “I shouldn’t the one that you’re worried about being with.”

“I know, I’m just going to try and hide it from management for as long as I can,” Mark informed him, “do you think I’ll get through today with it?”

“No way, have you seen the colour of that thing?”

Haechan:

He stumbled back as Johnny grabbed onto Donghyuck’s shoulders with a proud smile on his face, unable to look anywhere else but Donghyuck’s neck.

“What were you thinking?” Johnny asked, with Donghyuck knowing straight away what had caught his attention and made him smile.

“I wasn’t thinking,” Donghyuck whispered, not wanting any of the boys to hear, “I’m just hoping that some makeup in the dressing room will help me to cover this up.”

Johnny’s eyes went wide in reply, “have you seen it? You think makeup will cover that thing up.”

A sigh came from Donghyuck as Johnny crushed his dreams of hiding his secret. “You’ve got to help me Johnny, there’s got to be a way to hide that from the others.”

“Sorry,” Johnny sniggered, enjoying teasing him, “I think if you want anyone’s help then I think you should be asking Y/N for it.”

“She doesn’t know,” Donghyuck frowned, dreading letting you see what you’d done to him, “do you know how bad she’ll feel about it?”

“Oh, please let me be the one to tell her about it.”

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SOMEONE LIKE YOU PARING: kim doyoung x reader GENRE: angst, break up, fluff, strangers to lovers to strangers to lovers WC: 13,5k SUMMARY: helping a stranger hit by a car was never supposed to change your life like it did. being in love with doyoung was best thing that had ever happened to you, and you were glad you have met person like him. but it’s seems like you weren’t destinated for each other since he was married to another woman. but what if? TW: cursing, AN: damn, it might be my favorite for now. i almost cried writing airport scene damn lol sorry for any typos etc. i’ll edit it later. thank you for your support for that series, bless ya <3 READ HERE 

“boss, please.” you huffed. “i know our client is big and will let us earn a lot of money but it’s not quite moral to let a fraud win. yes, of course it’s my work but i don’t want to be his attorney. i am sorry, but i don’t think-” you could cool down on lights while driving. “he admitted to fraud! isn’t it more than enough to not keep him? we can earn a lot of money by other ways.” light turned green. “if i have to i can take responsability for it. then ask kim junmyeon. of course he would take that case. yes, i don’t want to be his attorney and keep lie, because-”

  panic took over you as you saw last second what happened. you were too busy with conversation with your boss, you didn’t notice person walking on the lans. you, y/n lawyer of big prestigous company just hit a person. ending phone call, you got out the car so fast you almost were flying. on the road was laying young male with arm high with ice cream in his hand. even tho he was jus hit by a car, he didn’t let go of an ice cream.

“what the fuck?” he was mumbling in pain. “were you talking on the phone while driving?! so many incidents and y’all still don’t learn to not do it. you almost fuckin killed me if you didn’t notice me, you dumbass.” he was pissed off because hit was strong enough to make him feel pain. “where have you had your eyes? you just fuckin hit me-”

   young male stopped cursing you out as soon as he saw your face. pretty, young woman with shaking hands and tears running down her face. boy who was hit felt sudden spasm of embarrasment since he realized how stressed you are.

“i am so sorry, god please.” you bowed. “i was busy talking with my boss, and. and i. i don’t know. i didn’t notice you. i am sorry. are you fine? where does it hurt?”

“my stomach and ribs. also, my left arm.”

“of course. i can drive you to the hospital and cover whole bill.” you bowed again and tried to help him out. “please, i can drive you. i must do it since i almost killed you and it was my fault. please.”

  few people gathered around the scene since you were almost in the centre of seoul and of course people would gather to check what’s going on. men who had ice cream in his hand and propably broken ribs just nodded.

“yeah, i think i have broken ribs.”

“sure, here.”

  you got down and help him to get up. he got limp on his leg. your heart was still pounding as crazy because of car accident you caused. you have never ever done something like that because law was your piece of cake for you and you were very careful person esepcialy after the wheel. 

“seoul’s university hosptial is the closest.” he nodded. “i will stay with you to make sure everything it’s fine. i really want to apologize. my boss called me and i lost focus while driving. i know, it’s immature and it’s bad but please, can you forgive me?” 

“i guess i will forgive you. but you should be careful next time. don’t even talk on the phone and tell your boss he’s jerk if he calls you during ride.” he mumbled. 

“yeah, of course. i mean i can’t!” you got stressed. “he is owner of kim’s neat law. actualy his name is kim kibum and i work as one of his lawyers. we were agruing about our client and you know. kind of stressful thing.”

“wait, are you lawyer? and you just got car accident?”

“i know it’s sounds horrible! but as i said, i’d do anything to pay you back for my actions.” you smiled at him. “by the way, what is your name? if you don’t mind telling me.”

“my name is kim doyoung, and as a matter of fact i am also a lawyer. i work under choi’s seunghyun company.” your face dropped and he giggled. “yes, we work in rival’s companies. what an irony.”

  kim’s and choi’s companies was one of the top law companies in south korea since they only hire only best top students from universities and most qualified lawyers. rumours says that kibum and seunghyun were once a friends and because of studies they split ways and made own companies. both of their parents were known lawyers so they helped in buliging an imperium for their sons. 

“shoot, i had no clue. you looked pretty normal.”

“well, it was my day off.” he smiled. “but i am still surprised a lawyer hit me by a care, and that lawyer was from kim’s neat company.”

“don’t talk about it. our bosses are assholes but that doesn’t mean we have to be rude to each other since they don’t like each other, you know?”

“we’re good.” you smiled. “but i think i’ll need more days off since incident.”

  during ride to the hospital, you felt safe besides doyoung. conversation and atmosphere wasn’t awkward at all. whole situation felt rather like a reunion of old friends instead of conversation between two strangers. through the whole time you got to know a lot of about doyoung since he was open minded for new people.

“i think you have broken 7th rib. we will treat you and do some more treamtment after that, please relax at home and don’t do nothing at all. you need to take care of yourself now, mr. kim.” a doctor said while you were watching everything. “i think after 6 pm, you can go back to home. before that, buy all the medicine i wrote down. come here in a week for cheek up.”

“yes doctor. thank you so much.”

“uhm, excuse me.” both males looked at you. “where can i pay the bill?”

“for kim doyoung’s treatment?”

“exactly. i’d like to pay now.”

“you need to go to reception and fill form with payment. use code of kim doyoung which is 0223.”

“alright, thank you so much.”

  even after doyoung was hit by you, he still couldn’t get his eyes off you. he had never seen a girl so beautiful and careful as you are. you could pay and leave but you’re here for a third hour already and you don’t even complain. maybe doyoung didn’t mind that much getting hit by a car.

  all the payments went smoothly and wans’t an issues since as a lawyer you earn a lot of money to be stable financly. your boss was calling about few times and you just explained to him you had an accident which he wasn’t intrested in so you didn’t have to deal with him. 

“i’ll call a taxi or uber. thank you for help and for payment y/n.”

“where do you live?” you asked while looking worried in his eyes. “i can drive you. it’s not an issue for me. i think i own you so much things for the end of my life.”

“no need to feel like that.” he laughed. “hannamdong neighbourhood.”

“that’s very expensive neighbourhood, damn. hop on, it’s not a problem for me to drive you to your house.”

  doyoung couldn’t do anything else since you demanded him to get in the car or both of you will be stuck in front of hospital forever. doyoung couldn’t get used to your care and it was weird for him even tho you hit him with a care, he felt like he is using you.

“now i feel bad. you did so much for me and i don’t know. you don’t have to be that nice. i am alive and everything’s fine then you don’t need to be so worried.”

“kim doyoung, i insist. i really feel pretty bad since i did such a thing. at least i can help you.” you rolled your eyes. “do you remember what you should say to your family? about helping you out in the house since you should be laying down.”

  he looked down.

“i live alone. my parents live in busan. but i can do it myself. i just have broken rib and twisted ankle.”

“just have?!” you shouted because of emotions. “doyoung, you can do much because you will get worse. don’t be an idiot. i live literaly just few neighbouthoods away so it’s not problem. i can check on you and help. please, let me do it.”

“i’ll pay you then. you can’t do it for free.”

“you don’t need to pa-”

“i will.” he shut you down. “thank you so much y/n, again. i don’t know what else should i say.”

 two weeks passed ever since the incident and doyoung got so much better. he just had a small issues with walking but he could be back at work due to your help. doyoung felt like he was on cloud nine with you. none of you knew each other but both of you felt crazy safe with each other and felt like you’ve been friends forever. 

  doyoung was trapped in the work same as you, so none of you went out to socialize to have a friends or parnter. only friends you had was ones from the past or your co-workes from companies so it was all new to both of you. first time in a while you didn’t have to live in work and could have some private life thankfuly to the incident. 

“you won’t believe what  my boss told me.” you stormed inside of doyoung’s home. “he told me to take a case of fraud again! how many times do i have to tell him i won’t do such a thing? even if he would pay me million i’d not do it.”

“you’re too good, y/n.” doyoung laughed. “mine at least don’t take these kind of cases. he is much nicer than yours i guess. but it’s good you didn’t agree to take that. i am proud of you for always declining.”

“i have to! i am lawyer, i am supposed to be at right side of law not against it by defending some fraud.” you hissed. “nevermind, today i bought tteokbokki on my way from company. i don’t know if they’re still hot but i bought them from that nice granpa around the corner of my compnay. the best food i’ve ever eaten was from him.”

  doyoung hummed and sit properly while you were unpacking lunch for you. he was watching your every move and his heart skipped a beat everytime you glanced at him. no matter how long he looks at you, he feel the same.

“when i’ll be back at work i’ll drive here and eat there if you say he’s so good.”

“oh, we can eat lunch together or lunches in overal if you don’t mind.” you sat down. “a lot of people eat at his place but not many lawyers and my co-workers rather eat pizza or order kitchen.”

“sure, my co-workers have home made food. i usally order chicken too.” he giggled. “what’s wrong about chicken?”

“nothing, i just don’t get it how many people like to eat it almost everday.” you smiled. “i don’t eat chicken too much since i see my friends eating chicken everyday.”

“well, at that point i am not surprised. i wouldn’t like to eat something i see basicaly everday, y/n.” both of you started to eat your food. “oh my god, why is it so good?” doyoung made sounds of approval. “it’s so damn good. i have never eaten something so good in my entire life.”

“i told you. granpa po has always the best food.” 

“i’ll be his new client forever”

“i am not shocked tho. he is grandpa po after all.” you giggled.”by the way, how long you’ve work under seunghyun?”

“for a four years now.” you took jusice out of doyoung’s fridge. “what about you?”

“almost four. i don’t even know how i ended up there. our boss is lierally the scarriest person i have ever met and it takes a lot of time to get used to his dumb humour.”

  doyoung almost chocked on a food.

“i’ve heard he is quite..special.”

“worse. it’s like a living horror walking past you everyday.” doyoung was curious about your boss since many stories about him goes around the law companies. “his aura is so strong you can feel it from a big distance, i suppose.”

“i think i have seen him once. i am not sure, tho.”

“if he was screaming at whoever, then yes. or if you saw someone crying because of boss, then for sure it was about kibum.”

  a lot of things you can get to know for two weeks about your new friend doyoung. during period of his recovery you didn’t mind at all helping him. his presence was also strong and sometimes he made you blush. kim doyoung in fact was your ideal type of man. doyoung was handsome as hell, he was very well spoken and smart. in fact, he was the smartest men you have ever met. he also was very respectful and was gentleman. his humour also was on another level and that lead to you blushing at him few times which he didn’t miss. to be honest, he enjoyed it. 

“y/n.” you were about to leave when doyougn screamed your name from his bedroom. “wait, please!” doyoung made his way down the stairs slowly and faced you with shy smile. “would you like to go out with me one day? after my recovery, of course. i want my ribs and body in overal to be healthy during that time.”

  your breath hitched inside your lungs.

“i’d be more than happy to go out with you, kim doyoung.” you smiled at him. “text me when you’ll be ready or something. bye!”

  you had to leave as soon as you felt heat going to your cheeks and you knew you would be stuttering mess in front of doyoung. at the other hand, kim doyoung was smiling as crazy because he was really shy person and asking people out was one of his problems. he just overthink everything and even tho he appears tough most of them time and he really is yet romantic relations are like magic to him. unknown.

  at the other side, you have never been intrested in dating since majority of guys from law major were literally narcististics assholes. you have never liked anyone for real. guys from university only desired you just becuse of their sexual desires. you also haven’t any high school teenage love. no one was ever intrested in you but it wasn’t bothering you until you start your job at kibum’s company. a lot of people were dating around and you were just single. people would talk a lot about love or their adventures while you could only nodd and listen awkwardly.

“so you met him while you hit him by a car?” your co-worker, ten lee asked with concern on his face. ten was lawyer in sector of administration. “i can’t believe my little y/n met her future lover by that.”

“it’s not funny for god’s sake. i had vision of my career fading away and him in a casket ready to be burn two feet in the ground. and he isn’t my future lover or something. we are just going on a date, you never know. maybe he won’t like me?” ten smirked. “what? i have never dated, ten. it’s all new to me and i am sure he knows what he wants. if you only could see his face.”

  ten raised his eyebrow and smiled a little.

“does he look like eight?”

“ten.”

“for real? girl, i don’t know why you’re so anxious. a guy who propably looks like a greek god made him or he was a greek god, wants to take you on a date. believe me, if he didn’t find you attracive he wouldn’t ask you out on a date to not waste his time, y/n.” ten was looking at you like he just said most obvious thing ever. it wasn’t like you were insecrue just doyoung looked like a person who was confident in himself. person who was intimadiating even if he couldn’t stand properly. “just go out with him and if after that he won’t contact you then let go. or call someone to beat him up, i mean.” he looked around. “a know a person or few.”

“ten, we don’t beat anyone up, alright? and thank you for advice. i am stressed because i don’t want to fuck up our date. he is really sweet tho.”

“then i am more than happy my best friend is going on a date with a handsome dude from rivals company. you’re good y/n. more faith, girl.”

  ten was someone who you could realy on and someone who brings confidence in you. did you got scolded by kibum? ten is first to make jokes about your boss and cheer you up by telling you how horrible lawyer kibum was. you feel insecure? ten is one and first to scold you about it and hype you up. ten is person everyone needs in their lifes or it.

  another case you’ve been working on was on a homicide. you work in a crime sector along with people like kim junmyeon, oh sehun, kim taehyung, na jaemin, xiao dejun and hendery. since circle of lawyer working here is tight and crime sector circle is even tighter, unfortunetly, you were only woman working with them. everyone was cool and you like them all but at the same time you felt like taehyung see you as a competition more than anyone else. 

 well, kibum’s company has rakings where he grades work of his employes and you, workers, get a scores and opinions on your work. every sector has it. leader of sector made a formula and sent it to kibum while he fill it up. leader or crime sector was junmyeon. junmyeon was borned to be a leader and no one doubt that. everyone also was fine with rankings. and you can’t lie, first place among crime sector was for you important. under kibum’s company workes around thousand people. crime sector in overall has around forty four employes and sector is divided in 7 teams, and you’re in team C. you - y/n is ranked as first among 44 people. as a whole ranking you’re in top ten as eighth. your goal is to be in top five one day. taehyung is just after you. second in team C, and nineth in overal ranking. most people from team C are in high places on ranking since you’re literally the best lawyers and most effective, that’s why kibum is pain in your asses - he wants his best people to continue being the best among company. preassure he put on your team was big since crime was the hardest field of law. police involved and other organizations you can not remember for now.

“hey everyone.” junmyeon made his way over to his desk on a conference room in your part of company. floor thirteen was place for team C. “we have a lot of work together for today since kibum wants to see us in a half an hour. boss wanted to talk about new case and he told me something abour rankings. i guess he wants to raise sallary of y/n and taehyung.”

“i want raised sallary too.” sehun furrowed his eyebrows. “we want. we are in top 30 every person in here.”

“go ahead and say that to kibum. i am not here of finance aspect of our job, sehun.” he rolled his eyes. junmyeon was really someone you looked up to since he was only few years older but yet did job that requiered stress of a much older lawyer but junmyeon was doing great job. “any complains? if yes then go to boss office on floor 25. i am sure he will be more than happy to listen about your ideas.”

“no, we don’t have any complains.” jaemin smiled.

“great. i heard we have case of murder. victim was named kim jihoon, 20 years old and student of seoul national university. his sister found him dead near their house. boy got stabbed about ten times. also, they found marks on his neck which means he was choked after getting stabbed. police suspect same killer who a week ago killed two sister and back two weeks ago a man working under kim seokjin’s factory.”

“why they suspect same person?”

“because the way of killing is similiar to the victims from before. they all have been stabbed in a specific areas of body. also, death of victims was qualified about the same time. between 2 and 4 in the morning.” junmyeon closed files. “alright, we should go.”

 meeting with kibum was chaotic as always. he explained whole case to your team and made few marks of his thoughts. made few jokes which majority of team c found weird but still everyone laughed to not make boss angry. 

 before your date with dayoung you almost haven’t any sleep since you had to read every file about case and think of solution. police was in contact with you and case was complicated so it was stressing you out.

“hey, y/n.” doyoung made his way to you. “i bought them and i was very confused since i don’t know anything about flowers so i asked cashier for help and she told me to describe you.” his cheeks got red. “i told her, and she adivced me to buy carnations since roses aren’t that original. i hope you don’t mind if you do, i can go-”

“doyoung they are perfect, thank you.” you hugged him. “you didn’t have to buy them at all. they’re so pretty and oh my god, thank you again.”

“i was thinking about going to park for a picnic date if it’s okay with you.”

  your eye widened at his words because he didn’t meniton it to you.

“doyoung but i didn’t make any food or something since you-”

“it’s fine. i have everything done.” he laughed awkwardly. “i called my mum for help and gosh, i’ve been nagged for like an hour because she was so happy i finally will go out with someone and was mad i wasn’t original.”

“your mum must be fun person then.”

“yeah, she is.” both of you went to the nearest park just by han river. “i told her we don’t know each other well yet she still was asking milion questions about you and want to get to know you as soon as possible.” doyoung rolled his eyes. “i explained everything to her but you know.. mums.”

“of course, i know.”

  park was big and it was very popular place among young adults to go on dates. every few meters there was a couple on a date including you but none of you mind. view of han river was amazing to look at because of contrast of nature with a big city.

“you know, sometimes i am glad you hit me by a car.” doyoung confessed while he handed you cupcake he made with love. “at first i thought i am going to kill somebody because of that. i felt rage inside pumping up until i saw you. i almost thought i died and angel came for me.”

  both of you giggled at funny idea of doyoung. back then it wasn’t so funny.

“yeah, when i saw your face i almost got hear attack because of stress. i just could see that rage coming out of your eyes and i prayed you wouldn’t humilate me too much.”

“i couldn’t. i am maby kind of rude or too honest but it doesn’t change a thing i’d be dick in a public. and as i said, i don’t really mind. if getting hit by car meant meeting the two of us then we good.”

“yes at least we met each other. so.. i’ve wanted to ask you since very long time now. why law?”

“to be honest it wasn’t my idea.” he chuckled. “my parents imagined me as a lawyer ever since i went to elementary school and i didn’t have a choice but to pursue their dreams. i don’t think it was right but as i am looking at that right now, i enjoy being a prosectutor. being on top of lists of best prosectutors boost my ego enough to not be mad at them.”

“i thought you were just a lawyer, i mean attorney.” you smiled at him. maybe during period of getting to know him you had small thoughts about him being a prosectutor since he had that strong aura around himself but you forgot about it. “i am glad we haven’t met on court because i have no clue if i would handle the preassure of you.”

“am i that scary?”

“yes. you have strong aura and i guess that’s it.”

“alright. i won’t reply to that. and you? why did you become a lawyer?”

“by the accident i applied for a law major when i wanted to apply for english language. i had no idea until i got an e-mail with acceptance of my application.” doyoung couldn’t believe your story because it’s sounds so absurd. “they had issues with me declining since it’s so hard to get on this degree and my parents made me do it, telling me it’s a faith.”

“i would never guess you became lawyer by accident. who doesn’t double check if your forms are fill up properly?”

“i don’t. i mean i do but not at that day. i was busy with something and i was so stressed while doing that i just removed the site after that and never opened it again until results.” you remember day of getting e-mail from law departament and your surprise and tears because of your mistake. “law wasn’t that hard for me, and i have no idea why but i am thankful for that mistake. i enjoy being lawyer as well.”

  doyoung and you were literally going around seoul streets for few hours until there was a midnight. none of you wanted to go home so doyoung asked if you’d like to come with him to his place at sleep over. at first you weren’t willing to stay but after few seconds you agreed.

“wow, you cleaned the whole place.” doyoung’s home looked much more pleasent to look at and you noticed he bough some other furnitures. “did you need change?”

“i did. i have to change surronding around me once in a while or i may go crazy because of that. some kind of old habbit.”

“it’s lovely here. i wish my home would look like that since my place is a big mess.”

  that night doyoung and you had conversation with wine in your hands until five in the morning talking about everything. about each other, universe, law, job, feelings, everything. no one knew how did you end up in his arms on his bed. 

“my favorite couple.” grandpa po screamed as soon as you and doyoung went inside his small restaurant. even since you became doyoung’s girlfriend, he always insisted to eat lunch at grandpa po. “usual?”

“please.”

  one year happened to came so quickly, you didn’t even notice when it was gone. usually time goes slow to you but ever since you and doyoung started dating, time went fast. you felt like crazy in love with him. with sort of your happines. dates every few other days, sleep overs, small gifts - that what life dating doyoung looked like. 

   kim doyoung was your first in everything. doyoung was your first real kiss. doyoung was your first serious boyfriend. doyoung was your first sexual partner. doyoung was first person who introduced you to many things you haven’t even heard of. you gave him your all even your soul because you trust him and you love him. he was always there for you and vice versa.

  of course, you had small fights but they weren’t really an issue because both of you came quick to explanation and solution to problem.

“i am so fuckin done with kibum’s bullshit.” you whined when doyoung was taking out his phone from his pocket. “he wants everything from me and put more preassure on me when he knows i can’t get it done on time. he just gives me more, and more..”

“your boss see potential in you. you have to work hard to achive your dreams and i believe you deserve better. maybe in a few months you will be grateful for your boss preassure.”

“so what? i feel like i can’t go on like that for long.”

“l/n y/n, do you want to fight with me? you should always try to do your best since you’re one of most ambitious people i have ever met. don’t fight with me about that even if that’s hard for now, you’ll become bigger in future.” he rolled his eyes. “stop putting yourself so low and get it together for god’s sake.”

  thing about doyoung was that he would never let you down or let you do it yourself. through your relationship he have seen you crying because of job and amount of work you have to do in a short period of time. doyoung seen it all and he made sure he was there to support you and make you feel better. he was also the one to hype you up and to remember how strong of a person you are.

“sometime i hate you. maybe i should’ve hit you harder.” 

“ya, y/n! stop lying so much and just admit you love me the most on the world.” doyoung teased you and looked at your lips. “i guess i should shut you up.”

 kissing with doyoung was an amazing experience for you. even tho doyoung didn’t date many people, he was pro at kissing. but it wasn’t only in kissing in fact it was feeling you had while he kissed you. it was like a galaxy went through the kiss into your soul. like doyoung gave you everything you’d ever needed.

“how’s your work, by the way?”

“boring. my friends are pain in ass since they can not get together with attorneys. they said something like ‘doyoung, why do you date an attorney? you’re life isn’t happy enough? they’re the worst’.” both of you laughed. “i don’t know why they think every lawyer is an evil.”

“because you prosectors are weird and have issue with us.” you rolled your eyes. “i don’t get it how can you work as one.”

“excuse me? do you have problem with it?”

  doyoung looked at you with funny face you loved so much.

“i don’t of course. maybe..”

  second you were back in your office, ten was all up in your ass asking questions about doyoung again even tho he got to know him after first few months of dating.

 week by week was getting better. all your cases were closed and won so kibum was done with his overworking you. doyoung had days off because of holiday so both of you decided to go on short vacation to italy, more speficicly to milan. your journey in milan was slowly coming to end which cause you to be little bit sad yet you were happy you came here to make such a wonderful memories with your lover.

“we should go to water. tommorow we’re leaving.”

“no, doyoung, noooo.” you whined. “i’d like to chill here. on a beach chair.”

“no, we’re not doing that again.” doyoung picked you up. “we’re going into the water.”

  your screams didn’t help with stopping him. both of you went into little bit of cold water and you wanted to hit him. some other tourists looked at you like both of you were idiots but none of you care since they just strangers.

“i hate you for real, doyoung. you always do me like that.”

“so what? stop complaining and c’mon.”

  during evening doyoung and you decided to go to nearest club to have some fun before leaving to come back to seoul. definetly milan would be in your mind for a long time because of your boyfriend and things you got to experience.

 club was just few minutes away from yout hotel and as you could see, a lot of people went there tonight. people of many cultures were swinging their hips to edm music playing inside which made you smile and doyoung to laugh out of excitment. 

“what would you like to drink, madam?”

“i think mojito is fine, sir.” doyoung laughed at you. “don’t be dick, sir.”

 doyoung shook his head and ordered two drinks for you. they were gone pretty quickly and then again, again and again until both of you were warmed up enough to go on a dance floor and break your bones there. to be fair, doyoung was excellant dancer and was better than you but you don’t mind that. 

 “the hills” by the weeknd started playing and you had no idea when you and doyoung got to heat dance. both of you were touching each other sensually, doyoungs hands all over your body while you were brushing against him. few other hot songs came up and both of you were almost doing strip dance on the dance floor until you were too tired for a dance.

“excuse me, i have to go to toilet. be careful here, i’ll be right back, honey.” doyoung kissed your cheek and left.

 while he left you took out your phone to check social media but suddenly you felt someone’s else apperance. you looked up from your phone to see guy around your age with a drink in his left hand.

“what such a pretty thing like you is doing here alone?”

“i am not alone.” you rolled your eyes. “i am with my boyfriend.”

“well, i don’t see him right now any near.” he looked around and leanded down. “i am sure your boyfriend is some pussy, don’t you want to have fun with a real man?”

“fuck off.”

  man talking to you laughed and held your arm with a thought of getting you out the club.

“you’re coming with me anyway.”

“stop, don’t touch me!” you were shouting trying to get of his grip. “leave me, please!”

  suddenly grip on your arm loosen up and he fell down. doyoung punched him across the face.

“you motherfucker, hands off my girl.” doyoung was all over man who tried to take you out, punching him so much you could hear bone cracking. “don’t you ever fuckin dare to touch her.” you had to take doyoung off of him because there was so much blood and none of you wanted troubles. “fuckin piece of shit.”

 people were looking at you with shocked faces and some people were recording which before you left you told them it was illegal to publish it without yours permission. both of you left and went straight to the hotel.

“i hae no idea how that happened.” you were holding hands with doyoung. “he was talking to me, and then processed to get me out the club and then you came up. you didn’t have to beat him up so much now i feel like it’s my fault-”

“y/n, what the fuck you talking about?” he stopped and looked you in the eyes. “as if, it was my fault that my emotions took over and i punched him but not yours. i should be more collected but how could i when some motherfucker tried to harras and assalt you? i can not let you get hurt or something like that, remember. you’re my girlfriend i love and i have to protect you.”

“thank you doyoung.” you hugged him smelling his nice perfume. “thank you for everything. i am more than happy to be with you now. even after that fight. i love you.”

 as soon as you entered office of your team, you could heavy atmosphere in the air. no one was talking with each other. not even xiaojun with hendery and jaemin. junmyeon was out, sehun was busy reading and taehyung looked at you pissed off as usually. without thinking much you just got to your seat.

“aren’t you going ask what happened?” taehyung annoyed voice brushed through your ears as you felt chills. “ah sure, you don’t care since you’ve been on a small vacation. my bad.”

“what do you mean? and stop being bitter jerk.”

“go find out.”

  taehyung scoffed and looked away. being in a law company was competition from the start but not for everyone because most people don’t take it seriously yet taehyung treat that as if his one and only goal - to beat you. he wants to be better than you with every aspect which you have no clue where does it came from.

“hi sehun.” young male looked up at you with tired eyes. “sorry to innerupt you, but did something happend? when i was on a break?”

“ay yes.” sehun went down his desk to show up small box with documents. “kibum wanted us to check rankings and reviews and here’s yours and junmyeon since he won’t show up until friday. boss checked everything and did summary of our work also he notted few people who deserve as he call it ‘big chance’. you and taehyung are on the list.”

 all the informations you got from sehun were too much for you to processed at once. what is big chance? what summary? list?

“uhm, what the hell. what the hell is big chance?”

“it’s a chance to be international lawyer. when boss pick few people who deserves that based on reviews and summary, he sent them off to new york for two years or more, depends of how much work you do and how good you are.” 

“and he listed me and kim taehyung?” you couldn’t believe that when sehun nodded. “oh my god, that’s big chance, i..”

“everyone is talking about you for sure so i guess you’ll become big and i am proud of it.” he smiled at you. “i am sorry but i have to have work done. here take the box and at 4 pm, boss wants to see you and taehyung in his office.”

“yes of course, thank you sehun.”

  taehyung could only look at you annoyed. his jeoulusy was taking over him without him knowing since few months. not him nor anyone else could describe it what’s going on in his mind. he came from a rich family- father is judge, mother was a lawyer, grandparents both ex lawyers so he had high expetations about himself. he wanted to get everything he wish and one of that things was to be the best. his dreams were almost completed only if not you.

 at the other hand you didn’t pay much attention to it since why would you? you didn’t like taehyung because of his behaviour towards you and that’s it. sometimes you felt like he wanted to destroy you on the spot with his gaze but eventually you got used to it.

 4pm came quickier than you thought it would. both of you and taehyung got up at the same time and went to the same elevator while eyeing each other. taehyung was looking at the other side while you were texting your boyfriend. 

“welcome my favorites employes! come on, take a seat here.” kibum gestured both of you to sit in front of his big desk so both of you did. “y/n you were on a vacation so you may be little off with informations but taehyung know them well.”

“sehun explained everything to me, sir.”

“oh, that’s great! less to talk is defenitly better, right.” kibum had made already few weird faces and you were about to laugh at his tone. “exchange in a new york is an award for my best people, you know. many would kill for that chance. i am sure you know it’s tight circle of people and i have to pick someone.” taehyun eyed you while having his hand right to his face to relax himself. “it was hard choice for me but since it’s my company i get to decide, right? i want you y/n and taehyung to go together.”

  taehyung and you look at each other shocked by his words since both of you thought only one got to go but now it’s two of you.

“but sir, is it allowed?”

“i don’t care. you’re almost at the same level so why not? i don’t think it’s an issue at all.” taehyung felt reliev and you felt much better. “you’re going for two years and if you got to have grade at least B+, then you stay year longer.”

“but when?”

“in a two weeks you will have to leave seoul and go straight to the new york. i booked an apartament for you two. here are files with everything you need to know.”

“we’re so thankful sir, thank you.” taehyung bowed together with you.

“ya, no problem. i send you because i believe in you and your job. close all the cases and get ready for new time in yours lifes.”

 taehyung and you couldn’t hide smiles on your face, finally your big dreams are coming into reality. everything seems like a dream now to you. euphoria you felt at that moment was taking over and you felt the happiest at the moment until you got a text from doyoung.

doyoung: wanna watch corpse bride? i haven’t seen that movie in a forever. at my place ofc :) you: i’m in.

 realization hit you faster and harder than you thought it would. kim doyoung, your boyfriend, you have a boyfriend. all the happines you had was now long gone. it was your big dream to get new experience through traveling but it was before you met doyoung. you can’t leave him alone in seoul or at all. he had everything here and he is rather person who wouldn’t live in another country. all wories came at you and you didn’t notice that taehyung was talking to you.

“move, the fuck.” he hissed. “you are on our way.”

 jaemin and taehyung looked at you and you moved instantly. your lover was all over your mind.

“what happened? it’s seems like you’re worried or i don’t know, you look weird.”

 doyoung voice made you look at him with apologetic look. movie you two were watching was done few minutes ago yet you didn’t even know because of your thoughts.

“i don’t know, it’s work.”

“you know you can tell me, i am always here for you to vent.” doyoung hugged you by your waist. “did kibum was angry at you? or ten didn’t give you his lunch?”

“worse doyoung, worse.”

“worse?” he raised his eyebrows. “tell me then.”

“i have no idea how should i tell you this.” doyoung let go of you and was looking at you confused waiting for you to speak. “before i tell you, i got to know just today and i had no idea of it.”

“geez, y/n you’re stressing me out.” he chuckled nervously. “c’mon.”

“in our company there is co-called ‘big chance’, and kibum listed me and taehyung as two people who should travel to new york for new experience as international lawyer.” doyoung’s eyes widened as he knew what’s coming. “i swear to god, i had no clue about it and it happened that taehyung and i are going in two weeks to new york.”

“uhm, wow. i wasn’t ready for such a news.” doyoung brushed his hair back as he wast standing up. “i am proud of you for real, i am happy. congratulations baby. but for how long?”

 awkard silence filled the room and suddenly you felt like air was out of your body.

“for two years at least.” doyoung gasped. “i know it’s a long time but it’s my dream. i have chance to be bigger to be succesful..”

“y/n i understand that, i do.” he sounds like he was convincing himself. “but two years? it’s hella long time for us. i can not leave seoul, i have work here and family. i wouldn’t even like to do it and long distance relationship doesn’t sound fun at all.”

“doyoung, please. i don’t know it’s huge decission but i don’t know what to do..” you felt tears going down. conversation with doyoung made you emotional because you didn’t want to leave your lover. “i have to go there, i can not let go of big chance for me. i just can’t. i hope you understand that.”

“i do and i respect that, but what about us? about me? i don’t want to hold you back but have you thought about me in this? my feelings? we’ve spent a lot of time together and fuck, i fell in love with you y/n. i have never had any feelings like that towards someone else. damn, i’ve never thought about such a scenario y/n.”

“me neither. i don’t know what should i do-”

“you should go.” his whispered looking down. “put job over me since it’s more important than your boyfriend. i guess it was meant to be like that. you can not let go of your dreams because of your lover, you know? if you love someone you’re ready to let go.”

“but doyoung, i do love you so much. it’s not like a trip it’s two years and i hate idea of living without you. please, doyoung i don’t know.”

“y/n wake up. long distance relationships never lasts. i can’t do it.” tears were forming in his eyes as he was looking at yours. “i know you’ll be back in few years but isn’t it selfish? isn’t it selfish for someone to wait for person they love? it does hurt a lot but it’d be easier for us to let go and forget y/n.”

“doyoung, please we can find solution.” you were almost begging him. “there’s other ways and, and i try to do my best to contact you-”

“y/n you’re lying to yourself right now. we have still two weeks left for each other and after that we’ll be over y/n.”

  doyoung’s words were hurting you so much but he was cruel to be kind. there’s no other way but enjoy two weeks together and let go of each other. it felt like a nightmare event tho deep down you knew he was right. he was right about everything.

“two weeks.”

  doyoung hated to said all that but he couldn’t do opposite. he still loved you, he loves you too much to let you be hurt. or hurt himself. it’s too much for both of you.

 two weeks went quickly and you use them as best as you could. visitng zoo, going on a dates, going on a pool, traveling around seoul, cute dates around nature, lot of intimacy and last sex before you leave. these two weeks was defenitly time of your life. awkwardness between you and doyoung was almost non existant since doyoung made sure to forget about your futrure and be completly focused on present.

 airport felt like a hell you’re going without comeback. there was few people walking around, few couples and few families. everyone was rather smiling or just having resting face which you couldn’t quite tell same about yourself and doyoung. your boyfriend agreed and insisted to drive you to see you one last time.

“you have twenty minutes until you have to go on a plane.” doyoung held your suitcase with thight grip. tensions between you two was only heavier. “do you have everything? i mean, i packed some of your medicines, books, favorite pens, laptop etc. i also made you sandwich which you should eat right now because i saw you haven’t eaten your breakfast.”

 doyoung’s care made you almost cry again.

“thank you doyoung. again, i am grateful for you and for what you have done.”

“no need to thank me. i do it because i love you y/n.”

 during that time you could see taehyung coming brak from whatever he was. he sat few chairs away waiting for both of you to go but at that moment you didn’t mind him at all. 

“i have to go in a five minutes.” you got up. “doyoung, i love you and i have no idea how am i be able to handle myself without you. i miss you forever i guess. i wanted to give you things i wasn’t able to past year. i wanted to make you the happiest and i don’t know if i did that. i hope during our relationship you felt my love towards you and my feelings.” doyoung and you felt tears again. “i wanted to be your first and last but i can’t do it. maybe in another universe we are together and live happily but here, right now we have to part our ways which kills me inside. it’s not easy to let go and i don’t think i ever will be able to love someone the same way i loved you. please don’t forget me, doyoung. have our little memories hidden but don’t forget me.”

 doyoung for the first time in a long time let go of his emotions and was crying now like a baby while huggin you. none of you were aware that taehyung was watching you from afar in silence.

“i’ll remember. i would never forget love of my life. i could never do that, honey. it hurts to leave like that after all we’ve been through but i believe it made us better people and we learn a lot from each other. sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it’s hurts instead like right now, but i guess we’ll be fine. i want you to know, l/n y/n that i spent my absolute best time with you by my side. i explored side of me i didn’t even know i had.”

“i hope you’ll find new source of happines. i love you.”

“i love you more, y/n.”

  doyoung kissed you one last time. it was absolute goodbye between you two. time frozed on the spot like moment was part of the movie where one of lover leaves but at the end they have a happy ending they deserve which is not possible with you and doyoung. how much would you pay to be able to spend few more days together.

“i’m sorry for breaking such a heartbreaking moment but we have to go.”

 taehyung felt awkward while telling you that since he heard everything. doyoung looked into your eyes one last time and both of your eyes were full of tears but it doesn’t matter now.

“i’ll miss you.”

“i’ll miss you too.” one last hug. “i wish you luck. you’ll be the best y/n, show them who owns the place and go now. go or both of you would be late!”

 your ex, now, boyfriend was watching as you and taehyung are on your way to the plane to the new york to chase yours dreams. young man was standing there alone and completly destroyed inside. he imagined your future together and all the things he wanted to do with you. doyoung wanted to move in together in few weeks to have better acces to each other ever since most of the time you spent in his place but now it’s just thoughts and nothing more. 

 while taehyung was leading you two into your places, you felt horrible. only if doyoung could go with you then things would be different. taehyung felt awkward since he heard whole conversation between you two and it was almost like he felt bad for you. he was at doyoung’s age and he wasn’t willing to date. he was all time single and when he needed he found girls for one night stand but nothing else. in his twenty six years of life he had never fall in love. it was first time he saw such a scene of lovers. of course, he couldn’t understand what you and doyoung felt but he knew it must be hard to let go of your lover.

WEEK LATER

  company wasn’t bad. many nice people who also worked hard but one thing you and taehyung noticed - they weren’t willing to work as hard as you two did in south korea. also, some people were really mean because you two were foreigners and had no clue who you are. taehyung and you had to take english lessons to develop your english level since both of you were around b2, when they expected you to be c2. besides that, apartament you lived in was in a skyscaper on 9th floor. big ass windowds in the kitchen and living room. modern furniture and laptops. all inclusive you’d say. taehyung and you didn’t talk much since you two still aren’t friendly with each other.

 doyoung and you texted a little. you described everything to him and you had no clue how happy he was for you. first few days you were crying alone in your bedroom careful to not wake taehyung up. still, you miss doyoung.

“hey, y/n wait!” allison, girl from administration was running to you. “kevin, a guy from administration was curious if you would like to go out with him. kevin is hottie of our departament so wow, you got noticed by him! i mean, your friend kim taehyung is now more popular.” she giggled and you looked at her with raised eyebrows. “c’mon, you have to go out with him.”

“tell him i am not intrested in dating. i just broke up with my boyfriend.”

“isn’t it perfect occasion for you to, you know, have some fun? freedom, girl!”

“no, sorry.” you giggled at her. “i am not intrested for real. thank you.”

“you don’t know what you missing out but still. no means no, i guees.”

 allison had long, blonde hair and she was taller than you. one the prettiest girl here and she looked like typical american. she was very nice but sometimes you were curious if she was just joking or if she really is that stupid. for example, you overheard how guys were talking about her in a sexual way like about an object and she thought it was compliment. poor girl.

 also, your boss was a female in her 50′s. she wasn’t the worst but the way she treated other women comapred to men was questionable. work there was easy compared to your work in korea but after all it’s just beginning.

2 WEEKS LATER

 ten was calling you everyday ever since you came here. he was curious about literally everything. you also gave him home tour and he was jealouse because place was so modern, perfectly in his liking. because of his calls you didn’t feel so alone in here. taehyung and you only talked while on the way to work since you only have one car. never ever have you thought you would be living faster with taehyung than with doyoung.

 you wonder what’s with doyoung since you texted few other days but not much. you wished he could appear out of nowhere to talk with you but it’s impossible. ten mentioned he saw him eating at grandpa po and they talked for a while but it was rather a small talk.

“y/n, can you take that?” charollete with nick came to you. “it’s case of harry evans. he is 20 years old male who is suspected of killing his classmate ashley conor. the accused claim he’s innocent and it wasn’t him.”

“sure, i can take that.” you smiled. “can you ask noah to give me all the documents?”

 they nodded and few minutes later noah has ton of fields in his hands to give you in your small office. you thanked him quickly and as you were reading, you noticed how complicated that case might be for you. but at the other hand you were grateful because doyoung wouldn’t be in your mind.

 taehyung happen to be your helper in the case which helped since harry propably wasn’t the killer but still it was hard to find evidence for his innocence.

MONTH LATER

“y/n and taehyung came month ago so now it’s time to celebrate our time together and make them finally comfortable around us!” mike, your leader of team shouted while holding his drink up in his house where your team had a party. “i am happy we have you in our team. you guys are amazing! talented, smart and pretty, how do you guys do it? damn.”

“thank you.” taehyung laughed together with you. “we’re also happy to be in your team. we enjoy being here for now.”

  you and taehyung weren’t really intrested in going out on home party bu allison and others were literally beging you to come so you had to agree. you got to understand you can’t think about doyoung all the time since he propably is slowly movin on when you’re stuck with yourself and thoughts. party with your co-workers should be fun.

 doyoung and you lost contact completly. no messages, no calls. you also noticed he blocked you on social media which made you confused and angry at the same time because it was childish to do so. 

“we should play some games, you know.” allison grined at everyone. “c’mon, we should do that.”

 few games later and half the room were drunk and they didn’t know what’s going on. you weren’t so drunk since you don’t like to drink too much so watching was your chores at the moment. time flied so much and you decided you and taehyung should go home which was quite hard goal to do.

 taehyung couldn’t walk properly and going upstairs was literally torture to you. he looked like a puppy who couldn’t do basic things right now. some words escaped his mouth as he was mumbling something to himself.

“taehyun, we’re almost there. two floors and we are at home.”

“it’s too much.” he hissed. “i hate these stairs.”

 you could giggle at his state. you had no clue if he would vommit or not but you were sure of helping him to put him to sleep. month passed and slowly you and taehyung could get along better than you used to. sometimes small talk would happen between you two.

“y/n.” taehyung called out passed on the couch while you were putting your coats to closet. “y/n, i don’t understand why you’re like that, you know?” he giggled. “why don’t you stop crying during night. i’ve heard everytime when you cry.”

“i had to. i don’t do it anymore.” you rolled your eyes. “you should sleep.”

“no. why aren’t you ready to move on? from that guy from airport. i have never loved anyone so i don’t know much but y/n move on. i am done with your fatigue. i want to have fun here as well with you.” he looked at you with happines in his eyes. “i am sorry for being asshole, i had preassure, you know? you know right. i think we should get to know each other, you seem better than i thought.”

“taehyung, tell me that when you’ll be sober.”

“damn, i won’t do that.” he was trying to stand up but failed immadietly. “as long as you will be crying over that boy, you will never be able to move on.”

 with your help taehyung was gone in his sheets while you were processing his words in your brain. kim taehyung was right and for the first time in forever, you agreed with him.

SIX MONTHS LATER

“i’ll go shopping. what should i buy?” taehyung asked while getting ready. “water, pasta, shampoo but what kind? i’ve seen few kinds under the shower so which one would you like? some vegetables, strawberries, eggs. orange and apple juice, bread, ice cream, chicken breasts, kimchi, set for sushi.”

“taehyung, it’s up to you. whatever you’ll take i’d be happy.” you smiled at your friend. “will you please buy me tampons and pads? i’ll have my period soon and i run out.”

“sure, no problem. i’ll be back in a few.”

“thank you again!”

 taehyung became your best friend in a span of few months. both of you opened up to yourselfs and that was something you have never experienced. when you and taehyung will be back in korea, boys wouldn’t believe it. 

 doyoung at the other hand was busy with work and other duties. you no longer in his mind since he got rid of you in any form possible. non existant y/n was something he needed from the start to heal himself from you and love you shared.

 sometimes you could only think about doyoung but sometimes he vanished. taehyung made sure you aren’t worried no more about him. of course, your roommate didn’t know much about relationships but he knows men. taehyung made you realize how much you can be missing in a life if you would be living in a past. doyoung can wait until you be back in south korea, then you can care about that but no now.

“hey y/n, look what i got!” taehyung run into living room witht bags full of groceries. he looked like a happy child. “remember when you told me you eat some cookies with nuts and white chocolate all around? i found them, here you go.”

“what the hell? aren’t they hard to find?”

“they are, but as soon as i saw them i remembered how you bragged about them.”

“thank you, taehyung.” you smiled a little. “i appreciate that.”

 after all, taehyung wasn’t the worst. his asshole aura was gone now for good.

TWO YEARS LATER

“taehyung, y/n.” mrs. ovens, your boss told when she was going around the table in her office with a cup of coffee. “two years passed already, and i’d like to inform you about decission of mine and my team about you two. before i annouce that, i’d like to hear about your experience in our lovely new york.”

“i had time of my life here. i got to know many people i can consider possibly a friend which i am grateful for.” taehyung was looking seriously in her eyes. “besides that i got to have an experience i had no clue of. i learnt so many things and tips that i feel like i am ready to be attorney of foreigner. many techniques i got to know was useful during court and i am thanful for help of your company and chance for us.”

“during ourt time together in new york, i felt like my dreams are finally accomplished. like i did what i was only dreaming about. international lawyer is a chance to be succesful not only in my home country but outside the world. i feel like i am finally capable of things i wanted in past. like my dream came true. company and new york gave me oppurtinites i wanted.” you smilled a bit

 woman considered as your boss smiled proudly. she was happy that both of you did great job working under her company.

“we graded your work as an A. only two people among my lawyers that didn’t mess up once. your cases were hard yet you still managed to done it. you won every case you had. as we were talking with others, we decied to let you stay year longer with us.”

 happines was bursting out of you and taehyung. one more year in new york. 

“we’re so thankful mrs. ovens.”

“no need to. i am thankful for kibum to send you to me.”

 two years in new york felt like few weeks rather. hundreads of cases, a lot of people and new experince felt like a dream when indeed it was reality for you. you learnt a lot of things during your stay, that you were sure you’ll use back in south korea. 

thought about home kept you going. when you’ll be back in south korea your sallary and name are going to be big and prestigous. you will be able to have respect you wished for years. coming back to seoul was exciting but at the same time it was draining you. scared of facing doyoung one day. scared of people who are in seoul. you still wonder what’s with doyoung, because you don’t know much.

ten called you few weeks ago to inform you that doyoung got married with some areum. he settled down and moved out the house you knew. ten got to know that doyoung got promotion and now he is main prosectutor in his company. as you heard no one is touching him, he got some title as “ice prosectutor” since he is very cold towards people and he never lose any case. never. not even one. he made sure to win everything. propably, sehun had case with him and even sehun was impressed by how serious and cold doyoung is. 

even tho it was you who was first to put doyoung in a break up postion, signaling him that it’s your chance for career and made him understand you won’t stay in korea, it hurt. it was like a knife went through your back. inside you had hopes he won’t find anyone. you thought he’d wait for you even if it takes three years for you to be back. you wanted him to wait.

“you’re telling me you still thought he would wait?” taehyung scoffed angry. “y/n, wake up. please. aren;t you bit selfish and egoistic with him? you had met a lot of people why wouldn’t you date them instead? why are you still head over hills about that jerk. he has family now. he moved on, can you understand?”

“maybe if he would see me now.. maybe then he would be willing to-”

“y/n, please. don’t be dumb.”

 taehyung was right. he always is.

YEAR LATER

 your stomach was doing back flips when you were about to go inside office of team C. finally returned with taehyung to your real home. new york was now a memory, and seoul was your reality again. few people regonized you and welcomed you with smile on their faces. few were new. some changes happened to the building.

“welcome back!”

 junmyeon, sehun, ten, jaemin, hendery, xiaojun, chaewon and yeji were screaming while holding big cake for you and taehyung. place looked like a birthday party for kids.

“we missed you two so much.”

“we missed you too.”

 everyone was hugging each other and asking questions. ten was crying when you hugged him because he missed you so much everyday. he had never found other best friend since he knew you’ll be back for him.

“i am so glad to be back finally. i missed you and seoul. new york is too much for me.” you giggled as ten were cutting cake for you. “people there are so open minded and confident it was overwhelming for me.” sehun laughed. “i missed speaking in korean with others instead of only with taehyung.”

“ey, don’t be mean! i had to put up with me and you have issues to speak korean with me?”

 taehyung acted mad when in reality he didn’t mind. he just liked to tease the shit out of you.

“drama queen as always.” you rolled your eyes. “eat the cake and be careful to not choke on it.”

 to be fair, you were happy for real you were but you couldn’t help but wonder about doyoung. ever since you landed in seoul all you could think of was him. how does he look like now? how does his wife look like? who is she? where does he live? do they have kids?

“what are you thinking about?” ten lit up his cigarette. “please, don’t tell me-”

“yes.” you whispered. “yes, about him. ten, i can not help but think about him. i never forgot him, it’s like small part of me. thought of him having family is killing me.”

“three, almost four years passed and you still have feelings for him?”

“i can not help it. they aren’t as strong but they are here nevertheless. i’d do anything for them to vanish but i can’t. i can’t ignore them, ten.”

“i am so sorry y/n. right person but wrong time, isn’t it?” ten handed you cigarette you took with no second thought. “try to date somebody else instead. i know it sounds harsh but you should. he already moved on.”

“i don’t want anyone else.

it took you a while and few calls but finally you knew about doyoung’s well beings even where does he live now. his wife is a korean teacher in a elementary, and she is perfect girl, as chaewon explained to you. old friends of doyoung told you they met during piano practice and areum asked doyoung out. they told you nothing if he asked about you or wondered. they just told you basic facts and left you with that. 

 house doyoung bought with areum was big. big garden in front of and behind the building, was full of flowers of different kinds. for sure it was doyoung’s idea, he loved flowers. two cars parked in front of house. your breathing was faster and not regular. 

 you knocked on the door with pounding heart.

“uhm, hello? how can i help?” young, beatiful woman showed up confused as hell when she saw you. 

“good evening, is doyoung home?” she still looked confused. “i am an old friend.”

“uh, sure.” she turned around and screamed. “doyoung! someone to you.”

“to me? i didn’t expect anyone to-”

 as soon as doyoung saw you his heart stopped beating for a second. all memories rushed through his body like a storm. every little detail about you was on his mind. everything you’ve done together was now in front of his eyes.

 you were standing there awkwardly with wide opened eyes. doyoung changed a little. for sure he got little bit bulky, slim but with some muscles here and there. his face was more mature and his hair were now brushed back, black as pitch. he got more handsome for sure. your mind was now focused on man in front of you.

“uh, hi.”

“let’s sit in a garden.” he went down the stairs completly. “i’ll be back in a few, honey.” he kissed her cheek and you felt your stomach tighten.

 doyoung was confused, angry and emotional all at once. he would never guess you’d show up in front of his place.

“i came back two months ago. i didn’t have a courage to show up faster.” you were playing with hem of your shirt to focus on something. “i wanted to.. talk.”

“after three years you’re showing up at my house to talk?” he was angry. “i thought blocking you was sefl explenatory.”

“i don’t understand why’d you do that tho.” doyoung was looking at you amazed. “it was childish, you didn’t have to act like a teenager and blocking your ex.”

“i had to. i fuckin had to get you out of my mind. now you care? well, it’s too late now.”

“can you stop being a dick for a second?” you were hurt a bit because you didn’t expect him to be so mad. you expected to be welcomed with small smile and hope for you. “i know a lot of time passed but i don’t get it why would we be bitter with each other?”

“maybe because you left? i’ve heard that after year you could come back if you wanted.” you gulped, because you didn’t expect him to know. “they gave you chance to come back but you didn’t. and i know you learnt majority of things during an year.”

“i couldn’t leave after a year. i didn’t want to back then. i still had a lot of work in new york and i was working hard-”

“cut it y/n. i understand.”

“you understand shit, doyoung.” you mumbled. “i do understand we’ve been apart for a long time and you have family now and i am selfish as ever.” doyoung was looking at you with raised eyebrows. “but do you have space in your heart for me? i don’t care if you got her in your arms or you’re her husband. i do not fuckin care.”

“but i fuckin do. what’s wrong with you? y/n, i moved on. i loved you for way too long and that was my mistake. i thought by the time you’ll date someone else. there is no us no more. we were done the second you got on the plane.” he was looking at you concerned while you were hidding tears in your eyes. “your name hurts, y/n. whenever i hear it i go balistic. i hate that. i am glad you chased your dreams but i don’t want to be part of your life. i have areum for that. it’s her who is part of my life, not you anymore.”

 if words could cut, you’d be bleeding now because of wounds he caused. word by word cut deeper into your soul and you’d like to vanish from the earth. you’d like to be gone. regret was creeping you from inside.

“i wish all the best for you two, i really do. i bet she gave you all the things i didn’t give to you. but it’s not fair you were able to move on and i am stuck with you in my head.” doyoung felt weird warmness and insecurity inside. suddenly he wanted nothing but hug you, but he couldn’t despite his words. “i almost wish we never met, doyoung. i wish that. i have no idea why i get here at first place.”

 you got up ready to leave. you are cracking again because of him. all you could see was doyoung and everything was revolving around boy who was now looking at you deadly. only if you knew his real thoughts.

“wait.” he got your hand. “don’t make ma a villain. you got never experience what i get through when you left. you left like i was never reason to stay. it does hurt me. you was all about the job even tho you already were succesful. you could go on your own in a few years if you wanted but you left. it didn’t matter to you that i was your boyfriend. it was your choice y/n.”

“i just wanted to be-”

“i know but you were only thinking about you. you didn’t care about me, friends or family. we didn’t want to hold you back but you didn’t consider our feelings in that moment.”

 suddenly realization hit you. it was truth. all you could care about was new york, not your parents, doyoung or ten - new york was all you thought of.

“still, that doesn’t mean i wasn’t hurt. i was crying for over a month about you every god damned night! doyoung, don’t act like you were the one who suffered back then.” every mistake you made and weren’t aware of show up in your mind. “i still fuckin love you, alright? it’s supposed to be me with title of your wife not her. not anyone else. i have never ever thought about someone else than you. my heart was closed whole time.”

“but i didn’t force you to not date anyone.” doyoung was focused on your words and regrets were all on him. “i have joyful life with areum. i work as my dream job. i settled down for best and you expect me to destroy it for you, y/n?” only if you knew, he was willing to do it right now if you asked. 

“i expected that but nevermind.” you get out his grip. “i was wrong the whole time especially with coming here, what the fuck did i think? i am sorry for ruining your evening, doyoung. i wish you and your wife whole happines. do not ever contac me ever after tonight. i’ll find someone like you, i don’t care.” you looked up with sad smile.” let’s be strangers again, kim doyoung.” shock was all over doyoung face. he was confused. his feelings confused him because he didn;t know that if he saw you all the old feeling would wake up. “i hope you regret giving up on us years ago.”

 you got in your car without looking back. doyoung waz froozen on the spot, he wanted to chase you and talk. tell you all the unsaid things on tip of his tongue, he wanted to tell you but didn’t had the courage to do so. despite the fact he was married and everything he told you and everyone, he wasn’t done with you. he never moved on and only person who knew about it was areum, - his wife. 

kim doyoung’s wife was only one who knew about his feelings. she knew about you but she has never seen you but at the moment when she was peeking through window at you two, and when she noticed reaction of her husband at you, she knew. she knew you were y/n and you were his lover. she gave up with doyoung after few months of marriage since she understood his heart is closed for anyone. her parents and doyoung’s mum forced them to marry each other despite the fact he loved someone else. areum just learnt to live with him and put up with it. doyoung and her would do some wife-husband activities but they were rather as friends.

 taehyung was rubbing your back in your bed. both naked under white sheets in the evening. you convinced yourself that you should date somebody else to give them heart that belonged to doyoung. taehyung fall in love with you during your stay in new york and he asked you out back in seoul.

“did you invite someone?” taehyung got up on his elbows when both of you heard knocking on the door. “maybe it’s ten.”

“stay here, i’ll check.”

 you smiled a little and got your bathrobe to hide your body. walking to the door made you wonder who is banging at your door at ten twenty pm. 

“we have to talk.” doyoung was out of breath, hair all messy and his cheeks in a light shade of pink. “please, we have to.”

“doyoung it’s fuckin almost midnight, what do you want?” you smelled alcohol from him. “are you drunk?”

“it doesn’t matter. i have to tell you something.”

“stop.” you tried to look as tough as you could to not betray your excitment. “i told you to not contact me.”

“i want divorce.” you almost fall. “i’ll divorce areum as fast as it’s possible. we aren’t in love, and we never were. it was rushed wedding. she is fine with it, i am fine with it and you should be fine with it. please.” doyoung fall on his knees. “i’ve spend every second without you as miserable person. i wanted you back. don’t find someone like me, and be with me. again. it’s us together, y/n.”

“you’re just drunk now and you have no idea what you’re saying. your wife is waiting for you at home.” you had to wip tear rolling down. “you should go.”

“no, i won’t. i won’t until you accept me again. sorry for being worst jerk ever. i am sorry for letting you go and blaming you. i am asshole, i know. but reconsider us. i’d do anything for you to come back.”

 taehyung was watching you two from the back of hall. his heart ached but he could do nothing about it since he knew you don’t love him but doyoung. all he could do is to accept it and watch.

“taehyung and i are-”

“nothing. don’t be stupid y/n.” taehyung got closer. “we were just a quick thing man. go get her.”

“taehyung, why-”

“shut it.” he smiled a bit. “we aren’t mean to be. it’s kim doyoung who is supposed to be your lover not kim taehyung.”

“y/n, answer me.” doyoung was begging you at that point. “i am no longer able to live like that. i want you to be my wife. i want to have amazing life with you y/n. i love you still.”

[rickyswift]

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pairings: bf!doyoung x gn!reader

genre: a biiiit of angst,, fluff

warnings: swearing

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