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you couldn’t ruin anything

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i just gotta do my job

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[siyooungi]

Hi there! May I request a Chaeyoung (Fromis_9) fluff wherein the reader has a crush on her despite Chae being her best friend's sister.

Thank you <3

Pairings: Chaeyoung x Fem!Reader

Idol: Lee Chaeyoung (Fromis_9)

Warning(s): None!

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“So, you’ll be staying over?” Your best friend asked over the phone. You hummed, acting as if you were thinking. Of course, you were going to. You loved being over at their house, for more reasons than you’d like to admit.

“Maybe, maybe not.” You responded, earning a scream from the other end, causing you to chuckle. “Of course, I will!” You reassured as you began packing your stuff.

“Good, I’ll see you in a few!” They said before quickly hanging up the phone. You couldn’t help but shake your head at your friend’s antics and plop your phone on the bed as you continued to pack.

It didn’t take you long and you were out of the house within a few minutes. Your friend’s house wasn’t too far and you could just walk there, to which you did. It was a five minute walk and you arrived in no time.

You walked up the steps to the door and knocked, waiting for your best friend to open the door. To your surprise, their sister opened the door instead. You froze, your eyes slightly widening at the beauty in front of you. She was smiling down at you and you were too stunned to realize she was saying hello.

“O-oh, hey!” You greeted as your grip tightened on the strap of your bag, feeling nervous under her gaze. She chuckled before resting her arm on the door frame, taking note of your nervousness.

“Come in, they’re upstairs.” She said as she moved out of the way, allowing you inside. You smiled and slightly bowed your head as a thank you.

She closed and locked the door behind the both of you and your friend must’ve heard the noise because in the next few seconds, they came running down the stairs.

Not wanting to get in the way, Chaeyoung made her upstairs and went to her room. You were too focused on watching her leave to see your friend rushing towards you. You felt the wind knocked out of you when they pulled you in for a bone crushing hug as if they hadn’t seen you in weeks.

You couldn’t help but giggle as they lifted you up. “I saw you two days ago!” You said in between laughs as they placed you back on the floor. “Long enough!” They responded, picking up your bag and making their way to the stairs.

You followed them as they went up the stairs. They were going on about how they felt so lonely without you. You found yourself laughing as their dramatics only amplified once they reached their bedroom, which was right next to Chaeyoung’s.

You went to sit on their bed as they placed your stuff next to the dresser before joining you on the bed and getting comfortable.

You always enjoyed staying over, but the presence of a certain someone always made nervousness arise within you and any time you would do any tasks outside of your friend’s room, they were damn near impossible when she was around.

You always wanted to facepalm yourself for being a nervous wreck around her. Chaeyoung had this effect on you and you find yourself often speechless or just in awe when she was around. It was one thing being in the same space as her, but hearing her voice was enough for you to go crazy.

Every time you’d hear her in the background when you were on the phone with your friend or when she’d pop up in frame for a split second when you both were on facetime, only further had you deep in your thoughts. So deep in your thoughts that your friend would have to call your name a few times and ask if you were listening, just to snap you out of it.

“Are you hungry?” Your friend asked as they turned on the tv before turning to face you, ripping you out of your thoughts. “Honestly, yeah.” You responded, causing them to stand up and make their way to the door, but not before signaling you to follow. You hastily stood up and followed them down the stairs.

What do you didn’t expect was for Chaeyoung to be in the kitchen. You stopped dead in your tracks when you spotted her.

“Can you buy us some food..?” Your best friend asked as they tried their best to appeal to their sister, causing her to lift her eyebrows with a smile.

“I don’t know, should I?” She teased, resulting in a pout from your friend. Deciding to help them out, you stepped forward and also tried to appeal Chaeyoung.

“You really should..” You spoke as you looked up at her, giving the best puppy eyes you could muster. Internally, you felt embarrassed by your actions alone and you knew your friend would tease you about it later.

“How cute.” Chaeyoung cooed as she squeezed your cheek, causing you to grimace. She released your cheek and sighed, nodding her head. “How can I resist?“ She questioned more so to herself, earning a gasp from your best friend.

“You can resist me but not her?” They dramatically put their hand on their chest and feigned offense from their sister’s words. Now it was your turn to laugh and Chaeyoung joined in on your laughter.

“What can I say? She’s too cute.” She admitted as she caressed your hair, nearly causing you to go into cardiac arrest. You thought you were hiding your inner panic pretty well, but not to your best friend. As soon as Chaeyoung’s hand left your head and she opened her phone to order the food, they squinted their eyes at you.

Your eyes were locked onto Chaeyoung and you were completely disregarding your friend’s existence, causing their eyes to widen in realization. “Chaeng, we’ll be right back!” They spoke, not leaving any room for Chaeyoung to respond before they grabbed your arm and dragged you back up the stairs. She watched the two of you questionably, but shrugged her shoulders and went back on her phone to confirm the order.

Your friend pushed you onto their bed and closed the door behind them. You nearly fell off the bed and had to stable yourself. “You like my sister, don’t you?” They questioned as they pointed at you, causing your eyes to cross as your vision focused on their finger.

“What?!” You shouted as you looked at them with wide eyes. They put their hands on their hips and paced around the room, your eyes following their every move. “Oh. My. God.” They whispered to themself as they came to a sudden stop. “You like my sister!” They squealed as they sharply turned to face you, a smile now forming on their face.

“N-no, I don’t!” You quickly responded, standing up and waving your hands dismissively. They started laughing and you just stood there, looking at them as if they’re crazy.

“I was right all along.” They spoke triumphantly after their laughter died down. You were at a loss for words and had mixed emotions towards the situation.

“It’s so obvious— if anything, that means you’ll come over more often if you both get together!” They said giddily as they plopped onto the bed. All you could do was stare at them.

Before you could even think to say anything, there was a knock at the door before it opened. “The food will be here in less than-“ Chaeyoung wasn’t able to finish her sentence when your friend stood up and made their way to your side, interrupting her.

“Y/N likes-“ You quickly placed your hand over their mouth, averting your attention from them and to Chaeyoung. “Thanks!” You spoke before quickly slamming the door in her face.

Your friend removed your hand from their mouth and bursted out laughing, falling onto the floor. Realizing what you just did, you opened the door again and were met with a surprised Chaeyoung. “I’m sorry!” You apologized as you went to her and checked to see if she was okay. She chuckled at your concern and placed a hand on your lower back.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine.” She reassured with a smile, causing your friend to pause their laughter and look up. You both looked down at them and they began laughing again.

The cat is out of the bag and there was no way you could defend yourself now.

[aettuddae]

high garden academy — chapter 57.

⟢ synopsis: a new school year begins at the high garden academy boarding school, bringing with it new students, and among them, the new center of attention for the drama-thirsty student body: the hong sisters. eunchae and her mysterious and unsympathetic older sister, daein, who oddly seem uninterested in the secrets, legends, and gossip of their new school. winter, the institution's top student, and karina, the popular girl and promising pianist, never imagined they would end up so closely involved with hong daein.

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daein opened the door with the "7-A" on it. tired, but with the feeling that she'd had a good day. ready to throw herself on her bed and sink into her pillow until someone, possibly jennie, came to break into her calm and remind her of her responsibilities.

but her plan changed completely when she set foot inside her room and found her mattress covered in clothes, as well as the floor.

with her mood changing drastically and cursing as she surveyed the mess, she went deeper inside only to find the cause of the chaos: karina. the girl was tucked inside the closet going through every corner of it, taking whatever clothes came in front of her eyes, examining them and then tossing them all into the various piles that had been created around her.

taking a better look, the newcomer noticed that even her drawers and suitcase were open and disorganized. there was almost no place in her own dorm that hadn't been ravaged by the pianist.

"what the fuck are you doing?" shrieked daein on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

karina turned around in exaltation due to the sudden company and, noticing daein's frantic state, paused to think about what she should do to avoid earning a parade of shouts and insults. although she was still annoyed with her, she thought the smart thing to do would be to treat her kindly so she wouldn't have to put up with her bitterness.

"aeinie!" she crooned to the accompaniment of jazz hands.

it wasn't her brightest idea. it only caused the biker's pent-up anger to grow and ended with the girl having a hysterical fit due to the mess.

"okay, okay..." the younger girl carefully approached and grabbed her shoulders. "calm down, you're more irritable than usual."

"how do you want me to calm down?" she waved her hands euphorically through the air. "it looks like a fucking hurricane went through my room!"

something flashed through the youngest's mind, causing a giggle to come out from under her breath.

"hurricane karina." she couldn't contain her intrusive thought.

the older one could only stare at her in shock with her mouth hanging open.

"i hope you know i never hated anyone as much as i hate you." she expressed to then bite down hard as she glared at her. the helplessness she felt at that moment had immobilized her and she could only stand there thinking how she was going to have to sort through that whole mess while karina took it as a joke.

"if you keep saying it, maybe it'll start to sound convincing." she made a motion to wink one eye, but it didn't come out the way it should and she ended up closing both of them.

"how come not even winking you can do right?"

"hey," she looked at her defiantly. "it's not a skill i need to survive in the world." she inspected her up and down, noting that her clothes were oddly neat. "where were you?" curiosity distracted her.

"can you tell me why my room is a disaster?" she folded her arms, ignoring karina.

"won't you answer me?" she copied the position.

"with minjeong." she admitted casually, causing the contrarian to roll her eyes. "why are you here?" she repeated.

"i hope you didn't forget that we have a dinner with my parents." she reminded after giving a sigh, adopting an angry attitude.

"yes, i know that." she stated with annoyance. "but i was hoping i'd only have to see you that day."

"i came to pick something for you to wear that day." she explained, turning to inspect her clothes. "you know, because you usually dress like a beggar and would never go out of your way to look presentable for me like you do for your little friend." she pointed her finger at her, highlighting her outfit.

"you could have asked me to pick out something decent instead of coming in and turning my room upside down." daein obfuscated.

"you think i trust you?" she threw her a judgmental look. "but i have amazing news for you." announced excitedly.

"what did you find?" the owner of the room scanned her surroundings trying to find the clothes the other had liked.

"nothing!" she exclaimed. "your fashion sense is completely broken." she added with wry glee in her voice.

"and what's the good news?" she thought for a moment. "i'm not going to have to come to the dinner?" she assumed copying the same ironic tone karina was using.

"no, you're going to have to come with me to the mall." she reported. "and you can't refuse." she spoke quickly as she noticed daein opened her mouth to throw a tantrum.

"when do you want us to do that?" she questioned stressed as she followed karina with her eyes, who was pacing around the place gathering her belongings.

"right now." she said simply.

"what?" daein frowned. "you weren't even thinking of asking me if i'm free?" she took a few steps following her. "don't you think this is all very abrupt?" yu wouldn't say anything back, so she took her arm and tugged on it to turn the girl towards her, bringing their faces relatively close. "karina." she called irritated at her lack of attention.

"are you going to stop whining or do you want me to kiss you to shut you up?" she challenged in a deep, confident voice, her eyes moving from hong's eyes to her lips repeatedly.

"do it if you want, but then don't get mad when i don't act like your lapdog afterwards." she shrugged.

the blackhaired let out a dry, incredulous laugh, with a hint of indignation. she took her eyes off daein while turning away from her, then walked towards the door without saying much, her movements clearly strained by the negative atmosphere that had just been created between them.

"let's go." she commanded walking out of the room.

"is that my hoodie?" hesitated daein from behind inspecting her. "that's my hoodie." she confirmed to herself.

"and this? do you like it?" karina lifted up a blue garment.

"is that a vest?" she looked at the fabric disapprovingly.

"yes, aein, it's a vest." she affirmed obviously.

"put that away." she ordered, turning back to the clothes she was looking at before.

this was already their fourth store. they had been wandering around the mall for at least two hours, trying to find something they could agree on. after two stores chosen by karina, they entered one that was daein's liking, but found nothing there. although they had some bags with personal purchases, they hadn't decided on anything good for the dinner, and they didn't seem capable of doing so.

everything daein liked, karina hated or didn't find suitable, and vice versa. both were quite irritated by this point and were showing random clothes to each other with no real interest as they had lost all hope and motivation.

"you know what i've been thinking?" the younger one spoke from one side of the rack. "this?" she lifted a ruffled shirt.

"no." she shook her head after looking at it. "so, you know how to think?" she countered from the other side of the same structure.

"you do know i have one of the highest averages at high garden, right?" she raised an eyebrow.

"really?" she questioned uninterestedly. "do you like it?" she showed her a pair of pants, karina shook her head. "if only you talked more about things like that instead of... your boyfriend." she referred to the new information.

"he's not my boyfriend." she hurried to say.

"then why are we doing all this for?" she looked up at her, exhausted.

"because... uh..." she shook her head from side to side stressed. "it's complicated, just keep searching." she indicated, dismissing the topic. "i was thinking we don't know anything about each other."

"thankfully." she chose a suit jacket. "what about this?"

"no." she rejected and lifted a t-shirt, but daein gave her a disliking look. "i mean, we can't pretend to be a couple in front of my parents if we have no idea who we are."

"we know what we need to know." she brushed off while continuing to look for something to buy.

"do you want to know what i know about you?" karina leaned on the top of the counter. "you have a motorcycle, you do drugs, you like soccer." she raised a finger for each fact. "and not to be evident, but that sounds like something no parent wants near their daughter." she put her hands in the air dramatically.

"i only know you have money and you like to adopt creatures to take care of." she leaned her weight on the wood just like the opposite.

"see? we don't seem like girlfriends." she stated matter of factly.

"because we're not." she countered.

"but we have to pretend we are." repeated, then continued looking at clothes, switching to the furniture behind her, turning her back to the biker. "is there anything you want to know about me?"

"no." she honestly clarified without changing her position.

"how charming." she picked up a shirt and walked over to daein, taking her by the arm to pull her towards her and make her stand properly to put the garment on her chest so she could have an idea of how it would look. "do you like this?"

"why do you want to dress me like a christian peasant?" she frowned.

"do you even know my name?" she continued inspecting.

"ka... tarina?"

"katarina is my baptismal name." she explained. "my name is yu jimin." she added.

"jimin." she let out a short laugh. "jimin makes you sound tiny."

"daein makes you sound like a boy." she pointed her finger accusingly at her.

"what do you say?" she displayed another pair of pants without paying her attention.

"they're fine." she agreed after scanning them.

"i can't believe we just settled on something." she hung the chosen clothes on her forearm. "is there anything else you want me to know about you?"

"i don't know." she turned on her heels and leaned her back against a shelf. "my favorite color is blue, i'm an aries, i like dinosaurs, i play the piano." she began listing all the things that came to her mind.

"i already know you play the piano." she mentioned, distracted with a pile of jackets.

"how do you know i play the piano?" she asked bewildered.

"i saw you the other day with your... situationship." she recalled. "besides, you had already told me."

"did i?"

"yes, in one of our first chats." whenever daein spoke, she did so without any emotion.

"and you remember?"

"why wouldn't i?" she disregarded.

"i was just saying..." she murmured, turning back towards the furniture. "tell me something about yourself."

"about me?" she fell silent. "i like this shirt, do you?"

"why do you want to go have dinner with my parents looking like bob the builder?" she examined the loose checkered shirt daein had in her hands.

"something about me." she sighed, drained, and put down what she was holding. "my favorite color is red."

"is that all?" she stared at her in disbelief.

"what else do you want me to say?" she returned eye contact, without much interest.

"is there anything you really care about?" she asked desperately due to the lack of knowledge she had about the other.

"the reds." she stated with certainty.

"i can't believe you." she left her head fall defeated. "you're a dude." karina theatrically brought her hand to her forehead.

"i didn't judge you because you like dinosaurs." she reproached.

"dinosaurs are awesome." defended. "let's see, why do you like that team so much?"

"because it's mom's favorite." told naturally.

"see?" she exclaimed. "there's something you care about, your mother!" pointed out cheerfully.

"my mother died." she diverted her focus to continue looking for something they both liked.

"oh..."

"just kidding."

"who the hell jokes about their mother dying!?" she voiced disturbed.

"i do."

"god, what about your father?" she resumed the conversation.

"next question." she evaded with a noticeable hint of annoyance.

"well, now i know three more things about you: your favorite color is red, you have a terrible sense of humor and you have daddy issues." she teased.

"yu jimin." daein gave her a questioning look.

"i see you learned my name." joked the youngest.

"i don't know." the biker took a moment to choose what to say. "another thing that matters to me could be..." she pondered. "eunchae."

"it must be hard for you to be on bad terms with her." she assumed, changing her voice tone to a more serious one, empathizing with her.

"it's my fault, so..." she swept.

"but you still have the right to feel sad." reassured.

"i guess." she let out in a whisper, mixed with the breath she apparently had been holding for a while, and her eyes wandered as she thought. it was clear the subject affected her.

"do you need a hug?" she extended her limbs, offering comfort.

"stay away from me." she became agitated at the mere idea of receiving the pianist's touch, quickly changing the atmosphere from a melancholic to a brutal one.

"aeinie..." she took a step towards her.

"yu jimin, don't come any closer." she abruptly moved away.

"aeinie." jimin kept walking quickly towards her.

"enough!" hong began to run through the store so she wouldn't be caught.

"come here." she lunged to chase her.

(!)

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[ourdadai]

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[karinab00bs]

Hi everyone!

Here’s the masterlist

Also i’m excited to announce that I'm opening free requests for long stories NSFW.

Here are some rules to keep in mind:

No minors idol

No trope requests, I write based on my mood

Only writing gg idol x male reader

Updates when i have a time🙂

If you're interested, please send me a message or click the button for 'ask me anything' and send me the idol’s name with the group’s name!

[indigomovn]

to all the kpop fans who go to stores like target, barnes & noble, and walmart to look at albums, only for you to rip them open and steal all the inclusions, shame on you. don’t act surprised when every store starts locking them with security tags and acrylic boxes, store them behind the counter, make them online exclusive or simply not sell them anymore because you rather commit a crime instead of purchasing one like any other normal person would.

[darkstar225]

Twice's 10th member being pampered by 6mix (not her cup of tea but-)

A/N: I got an ask on Tumblr and I loved writing it, ty and I'm sorry for taking some time but studying sucks. This one is being posted as thanks for 25k views on Wattpad :D

The request: hii <3 i have a request where its kinda like the being babied by 6MIX prank but instead its not a prank and they genuinly treat her like a baby and it gets on the maknae's nerves because she isn't an affectionate person

PS: Tysm for everyone that reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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In the vibrant city that never slept, the walls of JYP Entertainment's headquarters echoed with laughter and melodies. The headquarters was buzzing with the excitement of 6MIX's 10th debut anniversary celebration. The air was thick with nostalgia and harmony as the members rehearsed their upcoming performances and shared stories of their journey together.

Amidst the mess of preparations, the youngest member, Y/N, found herself in a curious predicament. Y/N was known for her composed and somewhat distant demeanour, a stark contrast to her lively and affectionate group mates. As the day of the anniversary celebration drew nearer, Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Sana, Jihyo, and Jiwon (aka 6MIX unnies) decided to create a plan to shower their baby with the love and attention she rarely expressed herself.

The morning sun streamed through the windows of the dormitory as Y/N emerged from her room, a book in hand and a faint smile gracing her lips. She was dressed in her usual casual attire, her eyes focused on the pages before her. Just as she reached the living area, the atmosphere shifted. Nayeon appeared, her face adorned with a playful grin that instantly put Y/N on alert.

Nayeon - Good morning, Y/Nnie! 

Nayeon cooed with her tone overly sweet.

Y/N- Morning, Nayeon unnie. *furrowing her brows in suspicion*

Nayeon's grin widened, and she pounced, wrapping her arms around Y/N in an unexpectedly tight hug. Y/N stiffened in surprise, her book dropping to the floor.

Nayeon - Surprise hug attack! *giggling as she releases Y/N*

Y/N blinked, her expression caught between confusion and amusement. She bent down to pick up her book, her fingers brushing over the words absentmindedly as Nayeon continued to ramble on about the upcoming anniversary celebrations. Y/N could feel Nayeon's gaze on her, filled with an intensity that hinted at some kind of mischief.

As the morning progressed, the other members of 6MIX joined in the spectacle. Jeongyeon presented Y/N with an oversized teddy bear, Sana adorned her with a crown of flowers, Jihyo offered a plate of heart-shaped pancakes, and Jiwon handed her a cup of juice with an umbrella straw. Each gesture was accompanied by coos, giggles, and whispers of Our Y/Nnie is so cute!

The maknae's cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and bemusement. She tried to maintain her composure, returning polite smiles and nods while desperately attempting to read her book amid the flurry of affectionate distractions. Yet, there was an undeniable warmth that stirred within her, a feeling she wasn't entirely accustomed to.

By the afternoon, Y/N's patience was wearing thin. The dormitory had turned into a sanctuary of plush toys, glittering decorations, and an undeniable atmosphere of love. Nayeon had worn a chef's apron and was attempting to teach Y/N how to make heart-shaped cookies, much to Y/N's mortification. As the dough clung to her fingers and flour dusted her clothes, she felt a tickle of frustration.

Y/N - Nayeon unnie, I appreciate all of this, really, but I'm not exactly a baby.

Nayeon's eyes widened, and she blinked in surprise before bursting into laughter. 

Nayeon - Oh, Y/Nnie, we know! But it's our way of showing how much we care. Besides, it's your 10th anniversary with us! You deserve all the attention.

Y/N sighed softly, a small smile tugging at her lips. Despite her resistance, she couldn't deny the warmth that had settled in her heart. As the day turned into evening, the members of 6MIX continued their unabashed display of affection, surrounding Y/N with a bubble of love that she couldn't help but be touched by.

Later that evening, after a celebratory dinner, Y/N found herself alone with Jiwon in their shared room as the older girl spoke with a warm and understanding look on her face. The dormitory had finally quieted down, and a sense of calm had settled over the space.

Jiwon - Y/Nnie, I know this isn't your usual style, but I hope you know that all of this was done with genuine affection. We just wanted to remind you how special you are to us.

Y/N's fingers traced the edges of her book, her gaze distant. 

Y/N - I do know that, Jiwon unnie. And I appreciate it more than I can express.

Jiwon moved closer, her hand finding Y/N's and giving it a gentle squeeze. 

Jiwon - You don't have to change who you are, Y/Nnie. But sometimes, letting others in, even just a little, can be a beautiful thing.

Y/N met Jiwon's gaze, a mixture of vulnerability and gratitude in her eyes. At that moment, she understood that this day wasn't about changing herself, it was about allowing herself to be vulnerable and open to the affection that surrounded her.

The anniversary celebration continued with fervour, but now Y/N participated with a more open heart. The members of 6MIX continued to shower her with affection, and while Y/N's demeanour remained composed, there was a newfound warmth in her smiles and interactions.

As the clock struck midnight, marking the official start of 6MIX's 10th anniversary, Y/N found herself on the rooftop of the dormitory, gazing at the city lights that stretched before her. Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Sana, Jihyo, and Jiwon joined her, their presence a comforting reminder of the bond they shared.

Sana - You know, Y/Nnie, we're like a family. And families come in all shapes and sizes. We love you just the way you are.

Y/N's lips curved into a genuine smile, her heart swelling with gratitude. She may not have been the most affectionate person, but she had come to realize that being surrounded by love was a blessing beyond measure.

As the night deepened, the group huddled together, sharing stories, laughter, and dreams for the future. At that moment, as the city lights shimmered below, Y/N felt a profound sense of belonging. She was a part of something greater than herself, a part of a family that embraced her for who she was.

And so, under the starlit sky, surrounded by the people who had become her second family, Y/N embraced the love that enveloped her, her heart forever touched by the anniversary celebration that had begun as a playful prank but had evolved into a heartwarming reminder of the power of genuine affection. And that made her have only one thought:

I am proud of my dear chosen family.

A/N: I apologise for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

[kkulgings]

❈° ≫ sweet | baek jiheon

═══════ SWEET !

pairing ⇢ baek jiheon x gn!reader 

genre ⇢ fluff, college!au

warnings ⇢ mentions of food & eating, very sweet (literally)

word count ⇢ 2063

synopsis ⇢ as a student, jiheon knows what it’s like to be stressed during final exams, so she decides to come over with a sweet surprise. 

you slammed your head on the table, a loud thump spreading through your empty apartment. your roommates were out partying late at night again, both of them being business majors who rarely had to worry as much as you on their final exams. whenever you tried to talk to them about your stress and worries for the future, they would try to convince you to pursue something different where your mind would not always be occupied with studying for the exam you had in a week or the lab homework you had to finish before your 8 a.m. lab. 

despite how much you complained about your coursework, you never listened to them. you loved spending time in the lab, studying the latest specimen the professor had laid out under the microscope. you were so interested in what life in a lab coat had in store for you from the experiences you had already been granted. 

though, during these times, you wished your younger self never found so much interest in science and all of its mysteries. you swore if you had to learn about another bacteria present in everyday life, the pain in your brain would grow to be worse than the one growing on your forehead from your defeated faceplant on the table. rubbing the spot as you lifted your head up, your eyes focused back on the screen in front of you. you tried to decipher the words on the screen, eyes moving to the notecard in front of you when you couldn’t comprehend the words. it seemed the hit to your head hindered your ability to understand what you had written, not that you could make sense of it before. 

you closed your laptop before you pushed your chair away from your desk, deciding that you deserved a break after using up all the strength your brain had studying for this final. now your problem was about what exactly you could do. more times than not, you used this break time with your roommates, either playing mario kart on the nintendo switch or watching a couple episodes of the tv show you three were currently watching together. 

with nothing else to do, you wound up in the kitchen, rummaging through the refrigerator and cupboards for anything you could eat before you returned to your studies. unfortunately, there were limited items in the pantry. one of your roommates probably forgot to buy groceries, so now you had to face the repercussions while they were probably enjoying some food. delicious or not, you were sure the alcohol would make anything they consume astronomically better. you debated having some yourself, knowing that your roommates often stored liquor in the apartment. however, when you remembered the copious amount of material you still had to go over, you decided against it, opting for a cup of coffee instead. 

as you put the pod inside the keurig, you heard the doorbell ring. raising an eyebrow, you  made your way over to the door, wondering who could be there at this time. it was past normal visiting hours, but it was still far too early for either of your roommates to be home. peeking out of the peephole, you spied on the person who was waiting patiently at your door. recognizing the person, you immediately pulled open the door, causing the person behind it to jump. 

“jiheon,” you breathed, not believing that she was right there in front of you, backpack slung over her shoulder and holding a mysterious box. 

“surprise!” she greeted, pushing her way into your apartment. 

you watched as she set the box in her hands onto the counter before opening her hands up for a hug. you sighed, knowing that you could never deny your girlfriend of her wants, even if you were a little disappointed in her at the moment. 

“you shouldn’t have came. it’s dangerous coming over here at night,” you scolded as you wrapped your arms around her, holding her as if you had almost lost her to whoever may be lurking in your shady neighborhood. 

“you’re always worried for no reason. i didn’t come alone!” she defended, “chaeyoung and nagyung came with me, and they have each other going back. no one’s getting hurt around here.” 

you shook her head at her explanation. you were just glad she was safe. if something happened to her while she was trying to come to you, you didn’t know what you would do. you would probably fail your final though as you would be worried too much about her to even study. seeing how the keurig’s stream of coffee had stopped, you retrieved your french roast. 

“coffee?” you offered her, already beginning to shuffle through the random assortment of pods stored in the drawer. 

she clapped her hands together in excitement. “ooh! that’s actually perfect! do you have the one i drank last time i was here? that one was really good!” 

you tried to remember the last time she had come over to your apartment when your roommates were around. they had offered her one of their flavored lattes, so you figured that was what she had drinken. you knew she wasn’t much of a plain roast person. neither were you, but it helped keep you up better than your roommates’ lattes. 

“caramel mocha latte?” you read from the pod you picked up, “is this the one?” 

she nodded in response, so you put it into the keurig, replacing yours that was soon thrown in the trash. you went through the cupboards to find her cup, the cup that was meant for her because it perfectly matched yours. a year ago, you had gotten it as a gift at a secret santa you attended, not thinking the cups would ever be put to good use, but here they were. 

“so…why did you decide to come over,” you asked as you leaned on the counter. you took a sip of your coffee, seemingly forgetting about all the laws of temperature while trying to start a casual conversation. turning your head and sticking your tongue out, you attempted to let the cool air reach the tastebuds you may have burnt off. 

she shrugged. “thought you could use some company. i saw your roommates earlier, and they said you were stuck at home studying for an exam, so i figured i could study with you.” 

jiheon was as studious as ever. you knew from experience she preferred to study alone, however. both of you did, opting to stay away from each other until exams were over to prevent any distractions. you were quite surprised by her response, but you weren’t about to complain about having some company. you loved hearing things in the background to reassure you weren’t alone, even if the only sound you would hear was her soft breathing. 

“then i guess you really need this coffee,” you joked as you pulled the mug off its spot, handing the freshly made cup of caffeine to her. 

“thank you.” 

she took the cup into her hands, the warmth beginning to spread through her hands. it was much needed on a cold night like this where any sane person would rather be curled up in their blankets watching a movie instead of catching up on the different classes of antibiotics and which infections they can help recover.  

jiheon followed your gaze onto the box she had set on the counter, realizing those eyes of yours were asking a question of their own. “i baked cupcakes for us,” she explained, opening the box to reveal an array of amateurly iced desserts, “they look kind of ugly since i don’t bake often, but i can assure you they taste great!” 

though the cupcakes could never compare to ones found in the high-end bakeries surrounding the campus, they had a special beauty to them. this special beauty originated from the one who made them with such care and love, rubbing off her own beauty onto them. 

nothing could be more beautiful to you than the things jiheon made with her delicate hands. you’ve kept every single present jiheon had ever made for you. from the portrait she made when you two were in middle school to the teddy bear she tried to sew last christmas. you cherished everything your girlfriend made, for every piece would have her tender love tucked away into it. 

“no,” you asserted, “they look great.” 

you never missed the way her eyes lit up whenever you reassured her the projects she deemed failures were never actually failures. she appreciated knowing that if no one appreciated her works, you would. 

you picked up one of the cupcakes. the pink frosting hung over the sides, marking your fingers with the sweet cream. peeling back the wrapper, you attempted to take a bite of both the cake and frosting for the perfect bite. however, your nose dipped into the frosting, creating a dollop as you pulled away. 

this elicited a giggle from jiheon, who tried her best to hide how she was laughing at you by placing her right hand over her mouth. it wasn’t very effective though, considering how over the years you studied the way her eyes would crinkle into an eye smile every time she felt remotely happy. you gave her a joking glare with your arms crossed after you placed the cupcake down. she pulled her hand away and placed her cup down to grab a napkin from the side, revealing her wide smile that showed off her gums. 

“sorry,” she apologized as she brought the paper towel to your nose, pinching it to wipe off the frosting completely. “so, did the cupcake taste alright?” 

you were about to open your mouth to give your genuine answer, but something else came to mind. “why don’t you find out?” 

confused by your strange response, jiheon reached over for another cupcake to have a taste herself. however, before she was able to do so, you held her face and pulled her to look at you. her expression began to mix between the confusion of your answer and love as she stared into your eyes. without another thought, you pulled her into a kiss, hoping the reminiscence of the cupcake’s taste would transfer as your lips molded together. 

you two stayed like that for a moment, taking in the affection both of you were deprived of while studying for exams. this was exactly why you two never wanted to see each other through your important exams. once it began, you two never seemed to want to pull away from each other, as if the other would disappear the moment you disconnected. 

as you placed your hand on her back, prepared to continue for a while longer, a loud sound came from your phone. both of you pulled away. you cursed at your habit of always setting alarms for your breaks to make sure you never strayed away from your studies for too long. you sighed as you pressed the button to grant the room with silence again. 

“i guess that’s our cue to begin our studying.” jiheon remarked as she gathered her bag from the chair, “if we finish early, we can continue.”  

she was right. both of you had a long night ahead, so it was in your best interest to begin your session as soon as possible. you still had yet to process what you had been unable to comprehend on your notecard earlier. 

“i suppose you have a point,” you surrendered before picking up the cupcake to finish. in another two bites, it was gone, and you felt the energy coming back to you in the form of caffeine and sugar. 

both of you grabbed onto your cups from the counter, bringing them back to your room. you cleared half of your large desk, which had been scattered with countless papers filled with notes, and pulled another chair to it. jiheon sat down comfortably, setting her backpack to the side before pulling out her ipad and textbook. after you two cracked your knuckles in unison, you both were ready to conquer a couple long hours of studying. 

before you did though, there was something on your mind. 

“so, how did the cupcake taste?” 

“it was sweet, but i can’t tell if that was the cupcake, or if that was just you.” 

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[siyooungi]

Hi! How are you? Can you do an imagine where nagyung likes the reader but the reader is oblivious

Pairings: Nagyung x Fem!Reader

Idol: Lee Nagyung (fromis_9)

Warning(s): None!

A/N: Hello! I’m doing well, thank you for asking. I hope you are as well.

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You and Nagyung have been friends for a few years now and you’re practically inseparable. Wherever she goes you go and vice versa. She always had your back and you’ve always had hers. As soon as she was free from her schedules, she would immediately make time to hang out with you. Regardless of how tired she was, she couldn’t pass up the chance of spending time with you.

Currently, you both were hanging out with the girls at the dorm having a movie night. You were sitting on the end next to Nagyung, of course. They agreed on watching a horror movie even after all of the protests against it. You weren’t the biggest fan of horror movies, but you knew that the girls would comfort you if you got too scared, especially Nagyung.

Jisun had brought the popcorn and snacks and placed them on the table as Jiwon pressed play. You knew Jiwon was going to be the loudest, but also the funniest so you weren’t too worried. Either way, you snuggled up into Nagyung just in case.

While this was very normal for the both of you, that action still caused Nagyung’s heart rate to increase. She was positive you heard it since you were laying on her chest, but she hoped you thought it was because she was nervous due to the movie.

With a subtle smile on her face, she draped a cover that Chaeyoung handed to her, over the both of you. You were already content with the warmth she provided, but you’d probably need that cover to hide your face when a jumpscare was approaching.

The suspense was absolutely killing you and you always knew when to expect a jumpscare, but it didn’t make it any less scary. As soon as it appeared, Jiwon screamed and you immediately held onto Nagyung tightly, causing her to chuckle.

“Yah, Jiwon-ah!” Hayoung shouted as a result of being startled by Jiwon’s scream, causing everyone to laugh. Not only did their laughs put you at ease, but so did Nagyung’s hand as she caressed your back.

It wasn’t too long until the movie came to an end, of course with a plenty of jumpscares along the way and a few curses from the girls as a result of a dumb character or when they got scared.

Eventually, a few of the girls were saying goodnight while some stayed to help clean up. You still hadn’t moved from your position and Nagyung didn’t mind at all. If anything, she absolutely loved it and wished you both could just stay like this.

“Alright lovebirds, time to get up.” Gyuri joked, causing the both of you to blush. You lifted your head from Nagyung’s chest and sat up. She stood up and held her hand out for you to grab, helping you stand up. Of course, you being your clumsy self, almost lost your balance. However, Nagyung was quick to hold onto you and held you close.

You both laughed nervously when you realized how close you both were and created a small distance. The others had already left, while Saerom and Gyuri were still in the kitchen.

“I don’t think i’ll be able to sleep peacefully after that..” You began, to which Nagyung was looking at you expectantly. “Can I sleep in your bed?” You asked, your voice getting quieter towards the end. A smile immediately made it’s way onto her face before she nodded, causing you to smile as well.

“Thank you, Nakko!” You beamed, placing a kiss on her cheek before skipping away to her shared room with Jiheon. To say she was stunned, was an understatement. She lifted her hand and placed it on her cheek, her smile reaching to her ears.

She didn’t realize she had just been standing there until Saerom had entered the room again and suggested she’d go to sleep. Blinking quickly, she looked towards Saerom and said a quick ‘goodnight’ before speed walking off. She did not want to explain why she reacted the way she did. Saerom watched her with a confused look on her face, but shrugged and headed to her room.

When Nagyung came into the room, she almost melted at the sight. You were already sitting up in her bed, waiting for her arrival. You smiled when you saw her and she couldn’t help but smile back. Climbing into bed with you, she made sure not to get too close, but it was helpless when you immediately snuggled closer. If you kept this up, her heart might explode.

Luckily, the lights were already off due to Jiheon being asleep so you couldn’t see the faint blush on her face. She noticed you were already dozing off so she wrapped an arm around you and pulled the covers up. Assuming you wouldn’t be up for much longer, she just looked up at the ceiling.

No matter how many hints she’d give, you just weren’t catching them. It was hard to hide her feelings and moments like these only made it harder for her. She just wanted to kiss you goodnight and hold you whenever she got the chance.

She’s been wanting to confess to you for the longest time, but it was either not the right time or she would chicken out. She cursed herself for it every time. Even the girls had urged her to tell you, but she just couldn’t do it. Not wanting to think about it too much, she tried to go to sleep and eventually succeeded in doing so. She’d definitely try tomorrow.

Well, tomorrow arrived sooner than she expected. Of course, she was awake before you, but was still half asleep and failed to realize the position you both were in. That was until she heard movement from around the room and she peaked an eye open. However, when she went to turn to the sound, she forgot that her arm was still wrapped around you and due to you moving in your sleep, you were sleeping right on it.

She sighed and just stayed where she was. Apparently, the movement was from both Jiheon and Seoyeon. Seoyeon was simply bringing Jiheon some snacks. Nagyung looked over at you, debating on waking you up, but decided against it. You looked too cute and she couldn’t help but admire you.

Unortunately, her movement woke you up and you were met with her smiling at you. She had completely forgotten she was just staring at you until you shoved her playfully and giggled, knocking her out of her trance.

“Hey, stop staring me at like that..” You whined, causing her smile to grow. “Well, stop being so beautiful.” She spoke softly as she rested her head on her hand. You found yourself blushing profusely and you hid your face with your hands, turning to face the ceiling. However, she didn’t allow that and ended gently removing your hands from your face.

“You are so cute.” She stated, suddenly getting bold and surprising both you and herself. You looked at her with wide eyes and her face mirrored yours after the words left her mouth.

“I-I’m sorry..” She quickly apologized, making a move to get out of the bed, but you stopped her by grabbing her wrist. “It’s fine, Nakko..” You reassured with the smile she adored. Relaxing, she laid back down next to you and you were watching her every move.

“Um, I have to tell you something..” She began, looking up at the ceiling and fiddling with her fingers. She heard you hum and in her peripheral vision, she could see you looking at her intently.

“I like you.” She mumbled, not daring to make eye contact with you. “I like you too.” You responded, a smile still on your face. She looked over at you, not believing what you said.

“No like, I really like you. Not as a friend.” She confessed, causing you to go silent. She was now getting anxious and regretted even speaking.

“For how long?” You asked quietly, your eyes not leaving hers. “For quite some time now.” She admitted with a chuckle, her hand now playing with the sheets on the bed. You just looked at her and your lack of response did worry her, but she didn’t expect what happened next.

You cupped her face and kissed her, pouring all of your feelings into the kiss. It caught her off guard but she quickly relaxed and closed her eyes, melting into the kiss. She felt like she was on cloud nine and she couldn’t express the happiness she was feeling at that moment.

You pulled away sooner then she’d like, but regardless she couldn’t help but smile and that made you smile. For the longest time, you’ve had feelings for her but you never thought she would feel the same. All of her sweet gestures would just be perceived as her being a good friend or the sweet person she is.

“You have no idea how long i’ve wanted that.” She emphasized as she looked at you fondly, causing you to chuckle. “Trust me, you’re not alone on that.” You admitted, placing your hand on her cheek and caressing it. The action alone made her heart beat out of her chest.

She’s extremely glad she gained the courage to confess or else she would’ve regretted not doing so and ending up losing you to someone else.

[aettuddae]

high garden academy — chapter 48.

⟢ synopsis: a new school year begins at the high garden academy boarding school, bringing with it new students, and among them, the new center of attention for the drama-thirsty student body: the hong sisters. eunchae and her mysterious and unsympathetic older sister, daein, who oddly seem uninterested in the secrets, legends, and gossip of their new school. winter, the institution's top student, and karina, the popular girl and promising pianist, never imagined they would end up so closely involved with hong daein.

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co-parenting

jiwon x reader

synopsis: You adopt a fish, but you do so with a stranger that you just met and will now co-parent said fish with. It goes pretty well, especially since your co-parent is gorgeous and hilarious...

word count: 3.8k

genre/contains: Fluff, sick pet, kissing, fated mates, hurt/comfort, everyone is gay, straight people don’t exist obviously, not technically a crackfic, just unapologetically unhinged, strangers to lovers but we move fast as fuck, reader is gn-neutral, probably a ton of incorrect fish facts, ft. roommate seoyeon.

a/n: So, this is the result of me trying to do that tiktok trend with the filters and you write something based on what you get from them. The "fated mates, hurt/comfort, everyone is gay, straight people don’t exist obviously, not technically a crackfic, just unapologetically unhinged." are the ones I got from that and they now exist here in some way I think so tadaa!

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“Fuck it, I’m getting a fish!” you shouted, barging into the living room where your roommate, Seoyeon, was peacefully eating cereal for lunch. 

Putting down her spoon and phone she hesitated before asking, “May I ask why you have decided to get a fish, and also why it was necessary for me to know this information?” 

“Because I just spent an hour crying over these videos on youtube about people decorating huge tanks for tiny fish, and it was so adorable, and I’m a bit emotional today, so we’re getting a fish to fix it,” you said in one breath, making you breathe in and out very deeply once you finished. 

Seoyeon only nodded and went back to her phone and cereal, not bothering to question you any further. You were in sweats and an oversized t-shirt and decided not to concern yourself over your choice of attire as you put on the first shoes you could find before running out of the apartment, shouting “Bye! I’ll be back with my fish child soon!” while you flung the door shut behind you. 

Running around the city for a fish you just decided on adopting wasn’t what you wished to do this day, so it was a very pleasant surprise when you waltzed into a pet store after only a couple of minutes of walking from your apartment. 

You headed directly towards the big sign with FISH on it. 

It smelled like aquariums and fish food in the designated FISH area, but you weren’t in the mindset to notice the less-than-pleasant smells; too busy strutting along the isles of lit-up tanks to pick up the scent. 

You passed tanks of various sizes, filled with sand, water, plants, and of course fish. In some tanks, you even spotted some crabs and shrimps crawling around along the rocky bottoms of their tanks, and the seahorses had you stopping to look at them where they swam around for quite a while. 

There were hundreds of adorable little fishies, and you stopped in front of maybe a dozen or so tanks looking at the small creatures making their way through the water. But none of the ones you saw had you on your knees begging to take it home, that was until you reached the end of one of the rows, where a single fish resided, swimming slowly through the clear water in the tank. You were mesmerized the moment you saw him. 

“You’re the one!” you excitedly exclaimed as you stood there, bent over and pressing your face close to the glass of the tank while looking at your new son in complete awe. 

However. As you said that, it was as if you could hear the echo of your voice coming from the tank, but it wasn’t from the tank that the sound was coming from, and it wasn’t exactly your voice either. No, it was coming from behind the tank on the opposite end of it. 

You managed to force your eyes to look past your (in your mind) already adopted son, and look through the glass tank to the other end, meeting, not just an empty isle on the other side, but a face staring right back at you, the expression seemingly just as surprised as yours. It took you both a while to try and comprehend what was going on, both of your simply staring at each other through the tank, looking at each others’ distorted faces, your eyes going between each other, and the fish still calmly swimming in the water in between you. 

This person had said the same thing that you had, at the exact same time as you had, about the very same fish that you just had. What are the odds of that even happening? You blinked one last time before you pushed yourself up from the position you had been standing in and instead of staring at each other through the tank, you were now face-to-face with the prettiest girl you had ever seen. (this also made you instantly regret not putting a bit more effort into your outfit, but that regret would have to be postponed for a later time.)

“Hi,” you managed to cough up along with a small wave to the person standing across from you. 

“Hello,” she responded, waving her hand back in an absent-minded way, still staring at you with an unreadable expression. 

“You… like my fish?” you finally continued, not even aware enough to be mad at yourself for how stupid that sounded. 

She looked back at you, her expression turning into more of a questioning frown than the unreadable one she had had since you saw her through the tank. 

“Your fish? Did you already adopt him??” she said, sounding rather flabbergasted. 

“No, I mean, technically I haven’t, but I was just about to!” you tried to explain. 

She looked down at the fish, and you did the same, a couple of seconds passed while you both stood there, mesmerized once again by the adorableness of the creature swimming around in there. 

“I was about to do the same,” she said after a while, looking back up at you and meeting your eyes with a fiery passion you weren’t prepared for at all. 

Now you were the one who was flabbergasted. “I- uhm, I don’t know how we should…” you began. You weren’t sure what to say or do, to be honest; because what does one do when two people have decided that their fish is the same exact fish and that they both want to adopt that fish? However, you didn’t have to think too hard or long about what to do because the woman in front of you soon interrupted your thoughts. 

“What if we co-parented him?” she asked, her tone implying that her proposal was a very logical solution to your problem. 

You took a moment to process the proposal before nodding and agreeing to try. “Okay, but - how exactly does one co-parent an aquatic animal?” you questioned, hoping that she would have some experience or at least a plan on how to execute the idea. 

She did not, but, she very quickly came up with an ingenious plan: “What if one of us keeps him at our place, and then the other parent can just come over to care for him when it’s their turn? I’m thinking that would be easier than carrying the entire tank between our places every week. Also, that doesn’t seem very nice to our son either…”

“Yes, you’re right, we must consider the trauma that he would suffer through having his entire life moved around so often, especially since he will be living all alone instead of with his friends like he has been so far in his life,” you added, and you both nodded with serious faces before looking at the fish in the tank next to you. 

Your grim faces dissolved into adoring ones as soon as you laid eyes on him, “Yes, we must keep our son’s best in mind through it all,” she agreed. “Our son” already sounded natural in her mouth. You had to admit that your heart fluttered a bit, hearing her refer to you two as one unit like that, like a pair inseparable from one another. 

No, this was not the time to catch feelings for someone, a crush on your now co-parent would only complicate everything - not a good idea, you thought as you mentally slapped yourself. 

“I’m Jiwon by the way,” she said as you walked over to the front desk to request someone to help you get everything you needed. 

“I’m y/n and I’m looking forward to co-parenting with you Jiwon,” you responded, your smile growing wider as you continued walking. 

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In the end, you had decided that your place would be best, you had a bit more space that could easily be cleared out to fit the tank, and Jiwon said she was okay with him staying at yours as long as she was free to come to visit often. The whole process of installing the tank, and then the water process, and on top of that trying to choose how to decorate your son's tank had been a full day commitment, or, a full seven-day commitment it had turned out. Not that you were complaining, quite the opposite actually, this was the most fun you had had in a while, and it was largely due to the fact that your new co-guardian was one of the funniest people ever. 

She had made you laugh over the silliest of things so many times you wouldn’t be able to count them even if you tried. Then there was the whole issue of how she turned out to have this weird superpower when it came to you. 

Whenever she looked at you, it was as if you could tell how her attention shifted. You felt all the attention in the world shifting over to focus solely on you, and every single time it made you so flustered you wanted to poof your way out of the situation before you did anything stupid; like telling her how much you love the way she looks at you, or how she makes you feel so special you get a teeny tiny bit of hybris each time she smiles at one of your stupid jokes, or the stupidest thing of all - kiss her. 

Anyways… now your son had his own brand new castle with a tower on the side since you both came to the conclusion that he would love to have that as a bedroom. (because who wouldn’t like his own tower to run back to when life gets too hectic?) And today was the day when he could finally come home to his new home in the corner of your bedroom. 

But, there was one thing that you had just now begun pondering: what do we call him? You had been throwing out names left and right for a while now, but everything just seemed so silly when you said them out loud. Marty, Bob, and Andrew had all been discussed and declined by both of you in the end. 

“What about Bartholomew Timothy the First, but we will just call him Timothy?” 

“It’s perfect! You’re a genius!!” you responded and smiled from ear to ear making Jiwon look away, her face flushing slightly. You noticed how she tried to hide it, but it was too late, your heart made a flip in your chest at her adorable awkwardness. 

A few moments passed where you both just stopped and gazed into each other’s eyes, both of you unable to look away or speak. 

“Weren’t you two supposed to pick up your fish?” a voice asked, snapping you both out of your little moment. 

“Weren’t you supposed to leave for your ice cream date with your girlfriend like 10 minutes ago??” you responded, a bit more sassy and defensive than you had planned. Fortunately, Seoyeon didn’t remark or seem to care about that too much, she just smiled a bit and waved her hand. 

“She said she would be late so I’m just waiting a bit so I don’t get there too early. You two, however, what’s your excuse? Trying out telepathy by staring at each other long enough?” she snickered a bit at herself as she watched you both fiddle with the edges of the couch you were sitting on in the living room. 

“We were just leaving, and yes, we are currently talking about how much we would love you if you would be so kind as to bring home some of that ice cream for us through our minds. Witchy right?” Jiwon said back, smiling at you as she began getting up, naturally making you follow her lead and get up from the soft cushions. 

“Good luck with your witchy communicating, and we’ll see about the ice cream,” Seoyeon said, smirking a bit when both you and Jiwon awkwardly headed out, both of you unsure of how to handle the tension that kept being constantly present in your relationship. 

You made it through the day though, and Bartholomew Timothy the First adjusted quickly to his new home. It took a while to figure out the routines surrounding your co-parenting, but after a bit, it seemed as if it had always been just like this. Jiwon came over every other day to occasionally feed but mainly just spend time with Timothy, (and in the end you), and on the weekends she came over for as long as possible, at times the entire day. You watched movies together (along with Timothy of course), showing each other your favorite movies and shows, listening to music together (still with Timothy of course), and sometimes you just talked for hours, getting to know each other (and letting Timothy get to know is new parent, of course). 

It was comfortable, but those moments, where you felt that pulsating intense feeling of having her focus all her attention on you had become increasingly difficult to handle. But for Timothys’ sake, you weren’t sure if it was a great idea to let feelings into your co-parenting relationship just like that. 

Nevertheless, this moment was not the time for thinking about things like that, you told yourself and pushed the feelings and the thoughts deep down as you scurried over to the front door, begging her in your mind not to ring the doorbell one more time. 

“Hi, come on, hurry and be quiet,” you hissed after you opened the door, letting Jiwon into the hallway before dragging her with you to your room by her hand. Once you had shut your door behind you, you let out a deep sigh and leaned back against the door. 

“Why are we whispering??” Jiwon whispered to you, pulling you out of your moment of letting go of the stress you had just experienced from not wanting to be too loud. 

You opened your eyes to answer her, but Jiwons big eyes staring at you, her face lit up by the dim lighting of the room, and the close proximity she was in since you were still holding her hand in yours distracted you before you could explain your behavior. 

“Woah,” you accidentally let out under your breath. 

Jiwon’s eyes became even bigger, her pupils growing as you let your thumb drag over her hand. “What?” she said in a hushed tone. 

“Uh, nothing, it was nothing really… we’re whispering because Seoyeon - date - shouldn’t disturb…” you tried, but she didn’t care about the reasons for your actions anymore, so she asked again about what she wanted you to actually tell her.

“Woah what?” she said, her tone still low and seductive, but she had managed to still copy the exact way you had said woah before. The teasing in a moment like this was too much for you to handle, and your face cracked up in a wide smile and you chuckled a short chuckle before collecting yourself. 

“Woah, you look so pretty right now, is what I was thinking,” you said with a teasing smirk on your face as you saw how Jiwon’s pupils grew even wider than before and her cheeks became tinted a shade of pink that was hard to define in the low light of the room. 

“...oh,” she murmured, her eyes landing on your grinning mouth. “You look… really pretty too,” Jiwon said under her breath. 

Ok, fuck pushing down the thoughts and the feelings, Timothy can handle it. You thought as you let the words on your mind fall off your tongue. 

“Jiwon, I like you,” you whispered with a trembling voice and her eyes shot up to yours with lightning speed. 

Now she was the one smirking. “I like you too…” 

Her words hit you like the heat when getting out of an airplane in Spain, and suddenly you felt very lightheaded, the lights of the room blurring a bit around the edges. Your breath was still caught in your throat and your heartbeat was going feral inside your chest. 

“You like me too…? Oh my god,” you said in a slightly more high-pitched voice than you meant to let out. She suppressed a laugh at your shocked state before saying, “Yeah, I like you too.” 

That was the last drop, you couldn’t not kiss her now when she’s standing pressed against you with eyes staring at you like you were a freaking jewel, telling you that she liked you back! So you leaned forward, her breath hot against your skin when you stopped, “Can I…” you began, but your words were interrupted when Jiwon murmured “Yes,” before leaning in the rest of the way and letting your lips fall onto hers. 

Her lips were so perfect, and it took you a while to pull off of each other and stop the makeout session that had been initiated by your confessions. And once you had left her warm and unimaginably soft lips, you wanted nothing more than to go right back to kissing her again. But the need to simply hold her, and look at her in your arms overpowered the need to kiss her, if only momentarily. 

“So,” you began, both of you giggling when you made eye contact and saw the others’ puffy lips, “are we… more than friends?” you asked, subduing the giggles while waiting for a response. 

“I mean, I would love to be your girlfriend, if you want that too…” she said, looking away for a moment before you could feel the shift in the air yet again. The attention feeling like fluffy clouds surrounding you, embedding you within it, and letting you float through the air as if you were literally flying. 

“I’d love that,” was all you could say before you let your lips meet hers again, sweet kisses combined with whispers, confessing just how much you’d love calling her your girlfriend, and countless tiny words confessing all the big feelings you were feeling for her and she was feeling for you, all of them spilling out at once and leaving you both in a sea of all that you wanted to say and all that you wanted to hear. 

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“He’s sick!” you cried out, sobbing into her shoulder as soon as she stepped into your apartment, embracing you tightly as she asked, “How, what’s wrong with him?” The worry she felt filled her voice when she spoke. 

“I don’t know,” you whispered, “he’s not swimming around like usual, and he won’t eat, and he won’t come out of his castle!” 

Jiwon patted your head, hushing your sobs as her own eyes filled with tears of worry for both you and Timothy. 

Once you had calmed down a bit, showing her the signs of Timothy’s sickness, Jiwon pulled out her phone, searching for a couple of minutes before chuckling just a little bit and then looking up at you, her eyes shining with joy and relief. 

“What??” you practically screamed, wanting to understand why she was suddenly seemingly the opposite of worried for Timothy. 

“Babe, this says all those signs are just signs of him being pregnant…” she finally said, laughter hanging in the previously very tense air around you. 

“He’s… going to have babies? But, when…” 

“It’s possible that he hadn’t been alone in that tank before we showed up that day… and we only got him like a couple of weeks ago and this says they usually pregnant for a month or two, so he was probably already pregnant when we got him,” she explained, showing you the page and the signs that it was, in fact, a pregnancy and that he wasn’t dying.

“So… WE’RE GOING TO BE GRANDPARENTS!” you shouted, now exuberant from both the relief and the thought of your son becoming a parent of tiny little Timothys’. 

“Oh my god, you’re right!” Jiwon exclaimed, “We better get ready, let’s go and get a rocking chair, and we should learn how to make little knitted waterproof fish hats, and we absolutely need to learn the rules of chess so we can teach them when they get a bit older,” she began, now completely absorbed in the idea of becoming the absolute best grandma that she could possibly be for the little ones. 

You felt that extreme joy about Timothy quickly turn into something else, your heart became filled with pure love and adoration for your girlfriend, and then she looked at you, and you felt the air shift just like it had done so many times since you met her, and you couldn’t help yourself. 

“I love you,” you said under your breath.

But it was definitely loud enough for her to hear you loud and clear. 

“What…” she said, visibly still trying to process what you had just said. It had only been a couple of weeks since you had met, and it was definitely wayyy too soon to say that, but you felt it, and when she looked at you like that it was simply impossible to not let your feelings be known.

“I- I love you…” you repeated it, trying your hardest to keep eye contact with her even though your brain was screaming at you to run and hide, however, another part of your brain was screaming to stay and say it a hundred times more if she wanted to hear it, and that voice was so much louder than the other one, so you basically had no choice but to stay and wait. Fortunately, you didn’t have to wait too long, because once the fact of what you had just said had been processed, her face cracked up into a smile, “I love you too,” she said. It was simple, but it was everything that mattered in the entire world, she loves you, and you love her, and you giggled, pulling each other in and kissing her so deeply you were sure you would weld yourself to her lips someday and never let go. 

Once you pulled your lips away, still unable to take the smile off your lips, and her smile sticking to her own lips, you placed your forehead against hers, staring into one another's eyes.

“You know, I think we might have been fated to meet that day in the pet store,” Jiwon said, breaking the comfortable silence of you two just floating in the moment. However, you had decided that there had been too much sappiness for one day already at this point.

“Pfft, yeah, no, I mean sure, it could’ve been destiny, or just pure luck, orrrrr it was just unavoidable since I'm so hot. Guess we will never know for sure…” 

Your tone and statement made Jiwon chuckle before she grabbed your face again and pulled you towards her lips, “You’re right, you’re hot and it was definitely inevitable for us to fall in love,” she said once she pulled back making you both fall into a fit of giggles and laughter as you pushed her playfully before kissing her once again and then a hundred more times and hoped that you would be able to do just that for the rest of your life. 

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Boy Replay:

Boy Replay: Yang Jungwon hated partying. The loud music, the drunk people, he hated all of it.

Park Sunghoon loved partying. He loved being the center of attention. He loved the way the alcohol and drugs made him feel.

Lee Y/n felt indifferent about partying. She enjoyed going out, but she had rules set for herself so she wouldn't do anything stupid.

Park Sunghoon always got everything he wanted. Yang Jungwon always achieved the things he needed. What happens when both boys fall for the same girl at the same party? Both boys wish to replay the exact moment they saw her in their minds forever.

Warnings! Explicit language, substance abuse, alcohol, bullying, college setting, implied sexual themes, age gaps.