#jisung soft hours

[zchl]

⌦ PRETTY BOY ✿﹐ #P.JS 🎀

pairing ﹒park jisung x fem read genre ﹒fluff , established relationship , cutesy things warnings ﹒jisung’s a tad insecure

⊹ when jisung gets sad over his acne and you catch him trying to figure out your skincare products.

✶ 1O:2Opm ▹﹒🎧

you enter the dorm you and your boyfriend shared. you’ve just gotten done with your exams, feeling tired and in need of your boyfriends presence you called out for him, “ji baby, where are you?” he would usually be sitting in the living room waiting for you by this time, or maybe sleeping since it was late. while looking around you hear a loud thud from the bathroom and what sounds like a squeal. you quickly make your way over to jisung’s bathroom. you try to open the door but to your surprise it’s locked.

“jisung? are you in here?” you knocked lightly on the door, you hear rustling come from inside before he responds quietly, “yeah i am..” you frown slightly wondering why he’s locking himself up in the bathroom. “why’s the door locked? can you open up, pleasee?” still holding onto the door knob. “uh,,,no! no. not yet! let me finish..” you raise an eyebrow in confusion. you could basically hear the sad look on his face. “jisung baby, let me in please.” you plead once more. it takes a few more pleases for you to hear the door unlock from the inside.

you open up the door slowly to reveal your tall boyfriend sitting on the toilet with your moisturizer pads sitting on his face. your serums, toners and lotions sitting on the counter. you look back at him, your face softening once you see why he wanted you out. “don’t laugh.” he pouts, his face flushed a soft pink. you can’t help but smile at him as you crouch in front of him.

“it’s not funny!” the whines leaving his mouth were making you feel even more giggly. “ji baby, i’m not making fun of you.” you grin, placing your hands on his knees. “wanna tell me what you’re doing with my skincare?” he looks away from you, head tilted down. “not really, it’s embarrassing…” you get up and go to check the products he was using. you chuckle to yourself when you see the mixture of different skincare products. “jisung, you know if you wanted to play with my stuff you could’ve just asked.”

he quickly shakes his head, “i’m not, playing with your stuff i’m just..experimenting.” he deeply sighs taking off the pads from his face and rubbing the moisture off his skin with the back of his hand. “i just thought that if i could find something that would get rid of my acne…i would be prettier for you.” your eyes widen, lips forming into a frown. “baby what do you mean, prettier for me?..” your heart hurts for him, you truly hoped he didn’t think you found him unattractive because of his acne.

you grab his hands as you hover over his seated body, “jijj, you’re soso pretty to me.” you reassure him rubbing small circles on his hand. “your acne doesn’t make me think that you’re less pretty than i always have.” you lift one hand to his cheek, rubbing his skin softly. “your skin is perfect, imperfections and all. i’ll always think you’re pretty.”

jisung’s eyes light up hearing your words, his mood changes instantly from one of sadness to happiness. “you mean it?..you’re not teasing me right?” he asks, grabbing your hand in his big cold hands, pressing it against his cheek more. “i mean it ji, i’d never lie to you about something like this.” you smile, “now get up, i’ll do your skincare if you’d like…but with the proper products.” you remark teasingly. he rolls his eyes in response but widely smiles afterwords getting up and holding your hands. you gather your skincare products that you think would fit his skin. while doing so you hear him mumble something under his breath,

“yn..”

“huh? what is it ji?”

“you think i’m pretty?”

your words had finally came to sense in his mind, the smile plastered across his face was something you wish you saw more on him.

“yes jisung, i think you are so pretty.

my pretty boy.”

written by @zchl on tumblr! give credits if reposting to other platforms. :)

[markiemelon]

chewing gum

genre fluff ! no warnings

pairings jisung x gn!reader

— 1:23 pm ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚

you’d had your eye on this cute boy in your class for a while now.

park jisung was the boy that everyone had an eye for. he was good looking, smart, funny, sweet, and he always shared his gum.

“jisung, can i have some gum” somebody asked, then another, and another.

you didn’t really see the appeal of jisung’s gum, but you were curious to understand. you approached the crowd of people surrounding the popular boy’s desk, and your heart skipped a beat at the sight of the class celebrity. after a minute of staring, you built up the courage to say something. “can…” you stuttered. “i have a piece of gum?”

your sudden interruption took the attention away from jisung and heads turned to face you.

jisung raised his eyebrows at your request. “sorry. im all out.” he regretted to tell you.

your face was pink with embarrassment and you slowly backed yourself away from the table, so the group just went back to talking. “so jisung. do you like anybody?”

“yeah, i do, actually.” he responded.

hearing that, you figured you should just give up on him now before you try too hard and get hurt.

the next morning you walked into class and you couldn’t believe what was sitting on your desk. it was a stick of jisung’s gum. you gently lifted it up and unfolded it, and there was something written on it.

the inside of the wrapper read:

yn, sorry i didnt have any gum for you yesterday… i hope this makes up for it.

- jisung

you couldn’t stop smiling. you looked around the room to spot jisung, and you found him already smiling at you from his desk.

for the rest of the day, you couldn’t look at jisung without feeling shy.

the next morning you walked into class to see yet another shiny wrapper on top of your desk.

you immediately went to open it up, and you found another message inside:

will you go out with me?

no = ignore this

yes = blow a bubble

- jisung ♡

as much as your heart was fluttering, you started to panic. you’ve never been able to blow bubbles with your gum, and it seems like jisung was expecting a response soon. he was eying you from his desk on the other side of the room, you even made eye contact with him. you just smiled awkwardly, tucked the wrapper into your bag and popped the gum into your mouth.

the gum was flavorless at this point, but you still had to blow that bubble. at the end of the day, you hadn’t figured it out yet, but jisung approached you.

“hi yn.”

“hi.”

“sorry if I made you uncomf-”

“jisung.”

“—yeah?”

“how do i blow a bubble?”

he smiled.

thank you for reading 🫧 reqs always open

[niki-phoria]

METAL MOUTH

pairing: jisung x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 639

includes: reader has lip piercings (implied to be snake bites), nervous jisung, not proofread and i don't have any facial piercings so pls forgive any mistakes !!

summary: jisung likes your piercings - maybe just a little more than he likes you.

jisung is staring at you. you can feel it. his gaze never leaves your face as he watches you carefully adjust the thin metal rings piercing through your skin through your bathroom mirror. 

wide eyes meet your own when you turn around to face him, softly chuckling at the way the boy startles. “what?” you playfully cock your head at him; a smirk tugs at the corners of your lips. “is there something on my face?” 

“no,” jisung replies, softly shaking his head. he slips fully into the room, letting the door quietly shut behind him. despite now being face to face, jisung’s gaze still lingers on your lips for just a few seconds too long to be totally platonic.

hesitantly, he raises a hand up until his fingertips are mere centimeters away from the metal. “what do they feel like?” he finally murmurs after a period of silence. 

“i’ve had them for so long they just feel normal to me,” you shrug. “i only really notice them when other people bring them up - or when i’m doing something near my mouth, like brushing my teeth or something.” 

“i guess that makes sense," jisung hums. you ignore the disappointment that courses through you when he lets his hand return to his side - widening the space between you once again. "did they hurt?”

“not much,” you shrug. “cleaning them everyday was a pain, though.”

“sometimes i fall asleep without taking my makeup off,” he chuckles. “i don’t think i’d be able to handle the upkeep.”

“you get used to it,” you smile. “have you ever thought about getting any yourself?”

“sometimes. never seriously though.” 

you nod in acknowledgement, leaning back against the bathroom counter. in the momentary silence, jisung finds himself staring at your lips once again - more specifically at the thin rings looped around your mouth.

“you look really nice.” the words escape his mouth before he realizes what they are. you softly smile at him as his face flushes a bright red; jisung’s mind races to come up with an excuse. “your piercings - i mean.” 

“so you don’t think i look nice?” you tease.

jisung bites his bottom lip. “of course you do,” he finally murmurs. “do they affect kissing?”

you freeze. wide eyes meet your own before jisung quickly takes a small step backwards away from you. he stares down at his feet with overly flushed cheeks. 

excuses fall from his lips in waves before you take a step closer, limiting the space between you once again. jisung pauses when you reach up to cup his cheek with your hand. “i’m not sure,” you murmur. there’s a beat of silence before you speak again. “...i’ve never kissed anyone before.”

“do you want to?” his voice is so quiet you almost miss it entirely. the feeling of your heart beating so rapidly in your chest is almost overwhelming. 

“yeah,” you finally whisper. “i’d like that.” 

your eyes flutter closed as jisung slowly begins to lean in. your breath hitches in your throat from the anticipation before he finally presses his lips against yours. 

jisung’s lips are soft - softer than yours. your bodies move in an unconscious rhythm as you slowly continue to limit the amount of space between you. his touch is gentle as he rests his hands on your waist; your arms snake around his neck, just barely beginning to tangle into his hair.

you only pull away when the lack of air begins scratching at your lungs. you’re all but panting as jisung leans in, resting his forehead against your own. “so?” you whisper with a shy smile. “how does it feel to kiss someone with piercings?”

“it’s better,” he breathlessly chuckles. “way better.”

your rebuttal dies on the tip of your tongue when jisung leans in, pressing his lips against your own once again. 

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[nanaloco]

Being best friends with jisung

Part 5 to the 'its complicated' series, full series paged linked at bottom!

Warnings : Lots of fluff towards the end, Bold jisung

Genre : Bestfriend!Jisung x gn!reader

Barely proofread btw lol

• Unlike the other stories in this series, you and jisungs relationship is a bit different.

• You're not really friends, but you're not really lovers either, it's just... complicated

• You two often share earphones on the way to school until one day one of the ears stop working so sound only comes out of one ear so he tells you to bring your earphones with you next time, which you do

• 'so uh I bought one of these because one of the ears broke so..'

• He bought one of those heartshaped earphone adapters that turn it into 2 headphone jacks -instead of just buying a new pair of earphones-

• You suggest that you could just use your ones but he already bought it, and 'it would be a waste not to use it'

• So now you're here sitting at the back of the bus on your 3 hour bus ride home listing to your spotify blend through jisungs phone

• Spotify says you and him are an 83% match, so maybe they do know what they're talking about despite your daily mixes past #2 being anything but accurate of what you listen to

• Regardless you wanted to belive that it could mean more than just your music compatibility

• You two actually are very alike

• Both were very quiet,

• until you were sat next to eachother in class, where you first met

• He's not one to strike conversation, but he feels more at ease to talk to quieter people

• Which is why you two clicked

• You felt like you wouldn't judge eachother and you understood eachother

• You ended up preferring him over your current friend group, wishing that you two could grow closer to the point where you could have an excuse to hang out with him besides homework help

• That was until you were assigned a group research project with your deskmate

• This was your perfect opportunity

• It was worth 40% of your grade so of course, you'd have to take this seriously

• But that won't stop you from stealing sly glances at his puckered lips while hes concentrating

• Or stop you from wanting to ruffle his hair

• Or poke and pinch his cheeks everytime he laughs or puffs them

• Or kiss his plush lips

• What? No..

• It's just your intrusive thoughts, you guys are good friends thats all

• You're almost too concerntrated on focusing on your work and not making it obvious that you'd been staring at his lips for an obscene amount of time to realise

• How everytime you look up at him, he was already staring at you

• Or how rosy his cheeks were everytime you looked at him

• Or how fast his heart was beating, being next to you

• You never noticed

• So now you're at his place, sitting next to him on his dining table, just completing your discussion on the topics you want to focus on, ready to start the first part of your assignment: research

• He reaches across you to grab his textbook

• And he was suuuuuuper close and you could smell the shampoo you two bonded over

• He could've just asked you to pass it to him =~=

• Now you're stuttering your words everytime your eyes lock

• "Um, I'll give you space! to spread out your materials aaand sit opposite" you say rising from your seat

• He was wayyy too close for your poor heart and you couldn't concentrate

• He swiftly slides his hand into yours, holding it tightly

• His hands were really warm, typical of him, he's practically a human furnace

• You look him with a confused facial expression only for him to exchange the same look thats printed on your face

• 'Oh I didn't want to invade your personal space, so I was gonna move'

• He didn't even hear what you said earlier because he thought it was funny how jumpy you were all of a sudden in oppose to how confindent you were in delivering your thoughts on the topic of your discussion

• 'What if I want you to invade my personal space'

• 'Huh?'

• He tugs your arm slightly, notioning you to sit back down

• Your faces inches appart

• 'What if I wanted you to invade my personal space?'

• Uhhhh this wasn't appart of your agenda today

• You both kinda just stare at eachother, not making any movements, but not drawing away either

• Shyness creeping up on both of you

• 'Umm, anyways about the work' you stammer turning the pages in your book, only to look back at him being ten times closer

• 'Can I kiss you?' His voice was low and soft

• Where did all of this confidence come from 💀💀

• A slow nod was all you could give him before he slowly placed a soft peck on your lips

• Before looking back up at you with those eyes that make you just want to melt

• And another

• And another

• And you had to go, grabbing your phone and running out of his house with no hesitstion

• Whatever has gotten into him had your stomach turning in your bed as you debated how on earth you were going to tackle this the next day

• Jisung on the other hand, acted completely on impulse, he did things he didn't think he could ever possibly do, and he has no regret either

• Theres nothing wrong with liking someone, he did nothing but be sincere

---👾

Thank you so much for reading 💕

I thought it would be interesting to have Jisung be more bold in this one Because I normally see him being written as very shy, but I'm sure he has his moments

Requests are open, literally spam me!!!

[yongislong]

[ ncity playlist event ]

now playing ... PARK JISUNG

good looking - suki waterhouse

jars of it - steve lacy

stockholm syndrome - one direction

disconnected - 5sos

it all feels right - washed out

thats on me - mac miller

wasteland baby! - hozier

i bet on losing dogs - mitski

crybaby - the neighborhood

close to you - dayglow

now viewing ... // dreaded test day. something you and your seat parter always hated. it wasn't common to have seat mates in university but you're glad your world literature professor made you both sit next to each other for the don quixote readings

however... now he has an undeniable crush on you. even the other kids in the class can see how sad he looked that week you missed class because you had the flu he brought a plushie and different boxes of flavored tea to your dorm

now here you both sat, cramming for the lit final in the schools 24 hour library... at 3 am. lol. you notice though how incredibly jittery and smiley he seems, a stark contrast from the purple eye-bags littering his aegyosals

the session began with catching up on the chapters in quiet silence until he moves his chair next to yours, tucking a bit of your hair behind your left ear as he slides his earbud in. you adjust it, looking over at him nervously with a tight lipped smile, he grins, scratching the back of his neck

you noticed how close his chair began getting to you, feeling his warmth radiating off of his black zip-up. you also noticed how every time he believed you were immersed in your book, he pretended to look something up on his computer, when in reality he was checking himself out on his mac's photo booth lol. he eventually sees himself out to the bathroom with a poke on your arm

"im gonna go wiz, my password is 7dream incase you want to change the song y/n" he says with a soft smile.

"just say pee sung... weirdo" you mutter through a giggle as he walks away. he actually didn't have to pee he just had to relax because he was shaking so much, he was punching the air and shit trying to hype himself up pls

once he leaves, you decide to sneak a couple silly selfies on his phone, until a song you didn't recognize blasted through the earbuds

you wrinkled your nose and typed his password in, clicking on the spoitfy icon to rake through his playlist for something better. what you did not expect, was a very, very long playlist titled campus crush, with a picture... a picture of you, asleep in world literature. you remember this day. jisung seemed shyer than usual when you woke up. now you know why

you can't wait to tease him for it when he returns, pulling him in from his collar for a kiss when he gets close to check what page you're on //

IM BAACK LMAOOO omg i forgot how much i loved doing these. i'll try and finish this series soon but tbh its so hard! hope you all enjoy though. i always write so much for these gah i think this is my longest one yet, lmk what you think, reqs open!! this is not proofread lol

[luvilele]

🖖🏻💭 . . . # you're my missing puzzle piece

jisung moodboard! liked/reblog!

[ligayangdala]

📣 JISUNG PARK. fluff, first year college!au

✍ written in tagalog | ⚠ profanity, alcohol/liquor is present, drunk!y/n | 📅 posted on august 01st, 2022

NAGISING SI JISUNG DAHIL SA MALAKAS NA PAG RING NG CELLPHONE NIYA.

sungchan: pre ‘yung girlfriend mo lasing na

ningning: jisung, si y/n

chenle: gago ka umiiyak si y/n

winter: HOY LALAKI ANONG GINAWA MO SA NAKSHIE KO?!

agad namang napaupo si jisung sa kama niya habang binabasa ang mga text ng mga kaibigan at ilang tawag mula sa’yo. agad na sinagot ni jisung ang incoming call mo at after nito mag-connect, naririnig niya ang boses mong may pagka-paos at humihikbi ka pa. “hello?” nag-aalalang sagot ni jisung sa tawag.

“JISUNG KOOOO” sabi mo nung nakita mo siya sa screen ng phone mo, “ay… bakit ba kita tinawagan… magkaaway nga pala tayo…” lumubog ang puso ni jisung dahil sa sinabi mo, simpleng misunderstanding lang naman ang nangyari kahapon pero nagtatampo ka pa rin dahil sa nangyari. nung nag-aya kang uminom, dapat pupunta si jisung pero dahil nga pakiramdam niyang naiinis ka pa sakanya, hindi nalang siya pumunta at nagstay sa bahay para matulog. “okay babye na, ayaw mo naman ako kausapin eh”

“irog naman eh,” sabi ni jisung, “ikaw ‘tong ayaw akong kausapin kanina, sinusuyo kaya kita tapos ayaw mo ‘kong pansinin”

“ano ano ano” rinig niyang asar ni sungchan, nakita niyang binigay mo kay sungchan ang cellphone mo. “tol, mahina pala ‘to si y/n uninom, kung ako sa’yo sinusundo mo na ‘to”

“naka-ilang shot ba tsaka anong iniinom niyo?”

“naka-sampu tol, cuervo ininom” sagot ni sungchan, inikot ni sungchan ang camera at pinakita ka, “ayan gago, nagtatawag na ng uwak— putangina sumuka na nga!”

kinuha ni chenle ang cellphone kay sungchan, “jisung, paano namin iuuwi ‘tong si y/n? baka ‘di alam nila tita na uminom ‘to”

“hayaan niyo sumuka tapos bigyan niyo ng tubig, papunta na ‘ko. ako na rin maguuwi para ako na magexplain kay tita”

“ge tol, ingat” binaba na ni chenle ang tawag, agad namang lumabas si jisung sa loob ng kwarto niya bitbit ang extra jacket. hindi naman ganun kalayo ang bahay nila chenle sa bahay nila jisung, tatlong street lang ang pagitan tapos isa pang street papunta sa bahay niyo. binilisan ni jisung ang pagkilos niya, hating-gabi na kasi at walang masyadong tao sa labas kaya tumakbo na siya papunta kila chenle. pag dating niya dun, naabutan ka niyang nakahiga na sa sofa habang sila sungchan ay nasa sahig, nagkukwentuhan nalang dahil naubos na ang bote ng cuervo.

“jowa mo sobrang lasing, ayan bagsak pagtapos sumuka. ayaw pang uminom ng tubig niyan” paalala ni ningning, “ano ba kasi nangyari? bakit nagtatampo sa’yo?”

napakamot ng batok si jisung, inangat ni jisung ang ulo mo para ipatong ito sa kandungan niya at umupo. “lumapit kasi kahapon sakin ‘yung babaeng may crush sakin, inabutan ako ng chocolates kasi— ewan ko kung bakit ako binigyan ng chocolate, hindi ko naman tinanggap pero nakita niya. ayun ‘di na ‘ko kinausap nung hinatid ko sakanila” sagot ni jisung, “cuervo lang ininom niyo? bakit parang sobrang bagsak neto?”

“hindi lang kasi cuervo ininom niyan, nag 20 seconds shot pa ‘yan ng the bar pink” sabi ni chenle, “bakit kasi ‘di ka pumunta?”

“feeling ko kasi ayaw niya ‘kong kasama sa iisang lugar kaya hinatid ko lang siya kanina pauwi tapos siya na pala nagkusa pumunta dito. nagchat pa nga ko kung magpapahatid siya sainyo eh” sabi nito at hinahaplos ang buhok mo, “wala na ba siyang ibang gamit? iuuwi ko na, anong oras na rin eh”

“wala, itong wallet lang niya dala niya kanina eh” inabot ni sungchan ang wallet sa nobyo mo at agad naman itong nilagay ni jisung sa bulsa ng jacket niya. tinulungan siya nila ningning na isuot ang jacket ni jisung sa’yo, hirap na hirap pa nga sila kasi tulog na tulog ka na. pagtapos nun, inalalayan naman nila chenle na ilagay ka sa likod ni jisung. sinigurado ng mga kaibigan mo na nakapulupot ang mga braso mo sa nobyo mo para hindi ka mahulog habang naglalakad.

“una na kami, salamat sa pag-aasikaso” ngiti ni jisung bago tuluyang lumabas sa gate ng bahay. malamig ang simoy ng hangin, tahimik ang daan at ang tanging ilaw ay ang mga lamp post na kumukurap na. tahimik na naglalakad si jisung habang nasa likod ka niya. naramdaman niyang gumalaw ang ulo mo kaya naman natigil siya, “gising ka na?”

“hmm sino ka?” tanong mo, binaon mo ang ulo mo sa leeg niya. “jiji?”

“opo, ako nga”

“di ‘ba magkaaway tayo? bakit kasama mo na ‘ko ngayon?”

“irog naman eh,” sabi ni jisung, “sorry na kung nagselos ka, promise, hindi ko naman kinuha ‘yung chocolates eh… nagulat nga ‘ko kasi bigla kang nagwalkout” tumawid sa kaibilang street si jisung dahil may mga lalaki kayong dadaanan. kahit na ba siya ang kasama mo, ayaw niyang irisk na mabastos ka sa daan. “irog, sorry na”

“kiss mo ‘ko” sabi mo, napatigil naman si jisung sa paglalakad. “ibaba mo ‘ko tapos kiss mo ‘ko”

“irog, kakatapos mo lang sumuka”

“ayaw mo? edi bahala ka, magtatampo ko sa’yo forever”

nagpumilit kang bumaba sa likod niya, pero malakas ang kapit ni jisung sa’yo. “irog, ikikiss kita pero please, ‘wag kang malikot— baka bumagsak ka”

“kikiss mo ‘ko?” ngiti mo, “kikiss mo ‘ko, jiji ko?”

“ikikiss kita basta ‘wag kang malikot” sabi nito at unti-unting binaba ang paa mo sa semento, hinarap ka ni jisung at hinawakan ang mukha mo sa parehong side. “lasing na lasing ka ah, alam ba ni tita ‘yan?”

“nagpaalam ako” ngiti mo sakanya, “pakiss na ako, jiji ko”

dahil sa height difference niyo ni jisung, kinailangan niyang bumaba ng kaonti para maabot ang pisngi mo. nagtanim siya ng dalawang halik dito at hinawakan ang kamay mo, “tara na, madaling araw na, irog… baka hinahanap ka na nila tita” sabi nito at nagtangkang maglakad palayo pero hindi ka gumagalaw sa pwesto mo. “irog?”

“kiss sa lips!” sabi mo, hindi kasi kayo madalas mag-kiss sa lips dahil nahihiya pa si jisung, at sa tuwing hahalikan ka nito sa labi, ilang minuto siyang mamumula muna. “kiss kita sa lips, okay lang ba, jiji?” tanong mo at biglang pumulupot ang braso mo sa bewang niya, “pweeease?”

“y/n…” buntong hininga nito, “irog, lasing ka kasi… ayaw kong isipin mong pinagsamantalahan ko ‘yang labi mo” sabi nito, imbis na halikan ka, naramdaman mo ang hinlalaki niya sa pisngi mo at hinahaplos ito. “tara na”

“jiji” tawag mo, “isang kiss lang, promise, uuwi na tayo”

naglabas muli ng buntong hininga si jisung, dahil sa tangkad nito, kinailangan niyang tumungo para mahalikan ka sa labi. peck lang ang halik na ginawa niya pero tuwang tuwa ka kaya niyakap mo siya, natawa naman si jisung dahil ito ang unang beses na nakita ka niyang lasing ka at ganito ka pala ka-clingy kapag lasing.

“uwi na tayo, irog?”

“yes, let’s go na!” sagot mo at hinawakan ang kamay niya. “laki ng kamay mo ji, kaya favorite kong hawakan kamay mo kasi i feel safe when i’m with you” you confessed, swaying your hands together as you walked back home. “you’re taller than me and i feel safe kapag katabi kita, you always make me walk on your other side kapag naglalakad tayo kasi sabi mo mas safe sa loob kesa sa labas lalo na kapag ‘yung dadaanan natin ay puro kotse”

nakikinig lang si jisung sa kwento mo, nakangiti na siya at ngayon lang niya narealize na naaalala mo pala lahat ng maliliit na bagay na ginagawa niya para sa’yo. “‘pag nauwi tayo na umuulan, laging basa ‘yung isang side ng polo mo kasi sabi mo okay lang na mabasa ka, ‘wag lang ako” ngiti mo, tumigil ka sa paglalakad at hinarap siya. mahaba-haba ang kwentuhan niyong dalawa, nakarating na kayo sa bahay niyo. “i appreciate that, ji” tumingkayad ka at pinagdikit ang mga labi niyong dalawa, ‘pag tapos nito ay niyakap mo siya. “thank you for doing those things” naramdaman ni jisung na bumigat ka at nung sinilip niya ang mukha mo, mukhang nakatulog ka na sa dibdib niya.

ngumiti si jisung at hinaplos ang buhok mo, “i’d do everything for you, y/n”

[woahsehun]

stray kids - through my eyes

. ☤ .

bang chan -

• home • sincerity • stability

the feeling you get when:

someone helps you even though you didn’t ask for it | you get a goodbye hug but it lasts longer than normal | someone you care about gives you flowers

. ⚜︎ .

minho -

• determination • precision • piquant

the feeling you get when:

it rains but the sun is still shining | you keep failing at something but give one last push to succeed | you’re grasping someone’s shirt so neither of you get lost in a crowd

. ♜ .

changbin -

• groove • rasp • giggle

the feeling you get when:

you finally ease the tension in your neck | you jump from a high place and land perfectly on your feet | you get a text from someone who makes your heart flutter

. ✑ .

hyunjin -

• weightlessness • relief • diligence •

the feeling you get when:

you find the perfect song | petting a small fluffy dog and it tries to lick you | meeting up with an old friend after not seeing each other for a while

. ✉︎ .

jisung -

• whimsical • strength • longing

the feeling you get when:

doing karaoke with your friends late at night | clutching at your chest because you’re crying | you realize someone cares about you more than you thought they did

. ❁ .

felix -

• warm • fuzzy • lasting

the feeling you get when:

drinking hot chocolate with mini marshmallows | shyly confessing to the person you like | you walk into a bakery and it smells really good

. ☁︎ .

seungmin -

• sunshine • grace • cleanliness

the feeling you get when:

you see a shooting star | you touch the ends of your hair after getting a haircut | you lay in bed after washing your sheets and blankets

. ☺︎ .

jeongin -

• youthful • bright • brisk

the feeling you get when:

you go on the playground swings as an adult | you win a game or competition | you get a really good nights sleep and wake up to birds chirping

[jising-jisang-jisung]

n e wayz here's this

pls like/reblog if you save or use <3

[neogotmycity]

jisung (insta live) icons pt. 2

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[catiuskaa]

*cough cough* no, me kisses.

SUMMARY: he may have lost his opportunity to ask you to become official, but boyfriend or not, there’s only one thing Hannie wants needs: your kisses. All over his face. Right now.

WC: exactly 1.3k baby!

CW: it’s too fluff!! ahhh!! (scared) lol, mentions of the usual sick thingies like headaches and mucus (ew!), mentions of lipstick stains (because YES), use of petnames.

REQUESTED! by pookie dookie @4ln-stay8 right here. I owed you one for reading my angsty fics, so I gave my best with this one. tysm for your support, my love! <3

A/N: inspired on the jeekies bc this singlehandedly changed my brain chemistry (melts n giggles)

[☆★🧣★☆]

Jisung wanted to groan.

Meanwhile, you only wanted to giggle and take millions of pictures of him.

What for? Well, first of all, little Hannie was cutely hiding under his duvet.

Only Jisung’s big boba eyes blinked repeatedly as he sniffed, not because he was crying, but because the poor little thing couldn’t even smell anything. He kept the half down of his face under the blankets of his bed, as he surely knew he was blushing due to you being in his room.

He hadn’t been expecting you, and he wanted to groan and put on a tantrum —or however you use that word in a sentence— because you had to be there at that moment.

“Aw, Sunggie,” you melted at the sight of him, holding back the need to coo and pet him and treat him the small and cute hamster he so was. “Lix called,” you clarified with a toothy grin. “He said you were sick, and buzzed me in before he left.”

Jisung made a note to himself to remember to tickle Felix to death for that.

There was one thing he wanted, and while it was you the one who could give it to him, he felt quite shy from asking, as far as refraining from doing so just yet.

Because it was not like you two were dating officially. Yes, the big, fat crush he had on you was as obvious as shit, to put it in elegant words, but he hadn’t asked you yet.

He was going to ask you, but he got sick.

And that one thing he wanted from you was your sweet pouty lips peppering kisses all over his face.

You sat next to him, and sheepishly shook your head. “Let me tidy up this place for you and bring you some medicine and more tissues, yeah?”

Your voice felt soothing, he wanted to use it as a blanket and stay wrapped in it for the rest of the week.

His heart sent more blood to his cheeks. As if there wasn’t enough, he thought with a huff, big eyes watching your movements as you picked a plate that had been left there since the night before and started picking up the used tissues from the floor.

“…hi…” Jisung mumbled, his voice hoarse and his throat dry.

Was he sick? Sure. I mean, his head hurt, his eyelids felt heavy, his nose was runny and he had surely filled the floor of his room and a decent part of his bed with used tissues.

But despite all that, the thing he wanted the most was to cuddle you to his hearts content.

“Hi, gorgeous,” you snickered softly, and he couldn’t help but smile with you. “Want some water too?”

He coughed in response, and you giggled. He cracked his knuckles underneath the bed sheet, his hands tingling, wanting to take you by your shoulders and hug you like a boa constrictor.

“Guess we have to cancel for tonight,” you mumbled with a small smile, your hand tenderly stroking his hair away from his forehead. “I’ll go leave my coat and bag in the living room and I’ll come back, yeah?”

He pouted without realizing. “Mmhhh…” he hummed with a small frown, almost like a whine.

You were about to mumble a soft ‘what’s wrong?’ before he shoved the covers away from his face as he gingerly raised his hand to grab your wrist and settled your palm back on his forehead. He sighed in small relief, melting into the coldness that lingered in you from being outside.

“Headache?” You said almost in a whisper, hearing the butterflies’ wings going crazy in your stomach.

He nodded. If he had been a cat, he would be purring, even if your hand had already turned warm against his skin.

“C’mon, Jisung-a,” your voice felt even softer than before. “I’ll come back before you know it.”

He sniffed. “…you will…?”

Your heart crushed, unable to handle how cute Han looked. It was too much, so much that even the butterflies in your stomach started to have their own butterflies in their stomachs.

And with a smile, you moved your hand to his cheek and planted a shy tender kiss on his forehead.

“I will. Pinky promise.” You chuckled softly, a blush slowly creeping up to your cheeks.

His eyes widened, and his heart skipped a beat.

Oh, no. Now he knew what one of your small kisses felt like.

Now you couldn’t leave. Not before… oh.

He grinned slyly, making you raise your eyebrows, wondering what could he be thinking in that cute little head of his.

“…we’ll… make a deal…” he stated as firmly as he could.

You shrugged lightly, secretly enjoying the faint pink hue of your lipstick that had stained his forehead.

“Sure, Hannie.” Your smile only made the fact that you’d leave for, like, ten minutes —or God, maybe even more— feel a lot worse.

“I… want… more of those…” he blushed deeply.

“More of those?”

He took your hand and covered his eyes with it.

“I want more kisses.” He sniffed again.

Your mouth quickly formed the shape of an ‘o’, as your blush quickly turned a deeper shade of red, as if to compete against his.

You giggled, moving your hand from his face.

“You want my kisses, jagi?” You teased with a smirk.

He felt his heart going crazy in him, a tight feeling in his chest that turned his ears red.

“Aww, but aren’t you too sick for that?”

Oh, no.

You weren’t just going to give him a small kiss and then not continue all morning and all evening… right?

That couldn’t be allowed. Was it? He tsked at the thought. He had to make sure it wasn’t.

He coughed, pouting.

“No.” He coughed again. “Me. Kisses.” He sniffed. “Now.”

You laughed loudly, a sort of laugh that went right in Han’s little heart and filled it up with energy. He didn’t feel that gloomy sensation that being sick could cast over someone.

Instead, he squinted at you playfully.

“You have ten minutes, missy.” He said, already looking much better, emotionally wise at least. “Or else.”

You giggled, sheepishly pecking the corner of his lips.

"You can set up a timer, you cheeky idiot."

He moved his hand to his heart in an overly dramatic gesture that made you cackle, as he chuckled too, trying to ignore how fast his heartbeat felt under his hand.

Nine minutes and forty three seconds later —forty four, forty five...— you had settled a plastic bag next to his nightstand, had stolen a tissue box from the living room, and right now, you were smiling, walking one step in front of the other, carefully so to not spill over the soup you had made for him.

"It's amazing. You have to try it, I've outdone myself." You chuckled as he sat up on his bed, gingerly waiting. You left the tray on his crossed legs, moving his desk chair and nonchalantly taking a seat close to him.

"C'mon." You snickered. "Eat up." He finished it without a single complaint.

"Good boy." You teased, cackling loudly when you saw him blush.

"That's not fair," he mumbled with a pout.

"Scooch aside, Mr fairness."

You moved the pillows and laid next to him, shyly putting your arm below his neck, and then passed the other over his chest.

His face was practically in front of you.

"Hi." You grinned cheekily.

"...oh, h-hi." You giggled at his shyness. You hid the fact that you had reapplied your lipstick in the kitchen before bringing the soup, and started peppering soft kisses on his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, the corner of his mouth...

Oh, you were surely going to catch whatever he had.

[☆★🧣★☆]

~Kats, who doesn't understand why tumblr won't let her stack pictures when answering asks, reason why I post them separately, lol. Thanks for the request, gorgeous!

[markiemelon]

hi!! ive actually been reading your work for a long time but i never had the courage to actually request..

i was wondering if you could write for jisung! im a sucker for his deep voice *sobs* so could you write some something with jisung's deep voice? like him teasing you in the morning or reader comforting him when hes crying or smth idk HAHA

i really love your writings and i wanted to say thank you for comforting me when im down.

ilyyy!

ilysm anon :’) im so happy that you requested such a cute idea! thank you for your sweet message ♡

genre fluff . no warnings!

parings jisung x gn!reader

—9:35am˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

“jisung.” you cooed “jiiiiisuuuung.” you were determined to get your boyfriend!jisung up early today.

he looked so peaceful. “hmmm” he hummed lowly.

“jisung wake up.”

he lifted his head slightly off the pillow and looked at you with half-open eyelids. “good morning yn.” he said softly.

you swooned over his deep voice. you felt shy all of a sudden and covered your face with your hands.

“what’s wrong?” jisung reached for your hands, but you shook him away.

“nothing is wrong. you just..”

jisung raised his eyebrows, waiting for you to finish your sentence.

“you just make nervous.” you said quietly.

jisung smiled. “i make you nervous? how?”

“your voice.”

“my voice?” jisung continued to tease you.

“ynnnnn.” jisung said in an especially deep voice.

“stop jisung you’re doing this on purpose.”

he wrapped his lanky arms around your back and hugged you tightly, looking down at you in his arms. “you try. try to talk as deep as i do.”

you laughed at his request. “okay..”

you tilted your head down and mustered up all the strength you had in your throat, nearly straining your vocal chords, but barely a whisper came out.

jisung threw his head back laughing. he adored you.

you couldn’t help but notice how his adam’s apple moved when he laughed. curiously, you took a closer look and tapped it. “how do you do that?” you said.

flustered, he put his hand on his neck, where you had just touched. “you’re very cute, yn.”

♡ hope you enjoyed.

- 🍉

[tinyqu0kka]

"WILL YOU PEEL MY ORANGE?"

Requested no/yes Genre fluff 1k words ⭒˳ 𔘓⭒˳゜ Pairing OT8 x reader -> ' peel my orange ' theory ᧔ ✿ ᧓ Format headcanons ⭒˳ ☾ 𝅄 ۫ ☆ ִ⊹ ٭゜

How they'd peel your orange for you & if they hesitate to do it or not !!

˖⏝ׄ⏝˖⏝ׄ⏝‌୨‌୧⏝ׄ⏝˖⏝ׄ⏝˖

BANGCHAN

• Okay chan def has no problem doing things for you

• if you're sick and ask him to get you some fruit, your favorite, without asking him to do it the way you like it (if you like it cut in a certain way or sum) then he will

• he remembers how you like your foods or drinks a certain way so you don't need to ask him

• ask him to open a candy wrapper for you and he'll do it

• he'll probably ask if you're okay though because you usually don't ask him to do stuff like that and you seemed fine

• he opens the candy and even plops it in your mouth

• "say ahhh" and does his cute little eye smile and giggle I'm sobbing

• idk he's a keeper, if you ask him he'll do it even if he gives you a look of concern or confusion lol

MINHO

• you don't even have to ask him most of the time.

• if he's getting himself a snack or sum he'll bring you back some too because acts of service definitely a love language of his.

• "no it's okay I'm not thirsty, thank you though." Too bad, here's your drink 🧍🏻‍♀️

• just quietly sets down a bowl of oranges, already peeled and the white stuff picked out (the root white stuff ykwim?)

• you're confused because you never asked for a bowl of oranges but hey, how could you complain?

• babe, just thank him and eat them happily he will love that you appreciate his affection gesture.

• same with drinks, if he's out getting himself a drink on the way back from somewhere he'll get you something he knows you like or your favorite

• you can say no you're fine all you want

• he doesn't care babe, drink up and be happy

• idk he's just sweet like that n wants you to know in other ways that isn't verbal that he really does care about you and love you.

CHANGBIN

• Like Minho, if it helps you out in some way he does mind doing it

• bin will jokingly whine at first though if you ask him to pick something up for you or open a bottled drink you can open yourself

• don't be fooled though

• he lovvessss feeling like you need him and like he's useful

• he's so loud

• "wha!? Wha!? You want me to open it for you?....okay, here !!!>////< " He's so cute please

• "can you pick that up for me please, Binnie?" "Hm? Oh, yeah!" Picks it up without questions and gives it to you with a tiny smile

• cutie patootie alert !!!!

HYUNJIN

• "...why?" Acts clueless, because he is lol

• like oh,, you want him to turn a book page for you because...your hand is tired ?????

• shit he'll still do it but he will "you okay? You're okay? Oh...um, okay." Flips the page and moves on with his life.

• it doesn't bother him, not all

• he thinks it's cute you're asking him to do such simple things he knows you can do yourself

• he may not know the motive behind it but hey, if it makes you happy then it's whatever 🤸🏻‍♀️

• jin night complain sometimes when you ask him to do something but he means well

• just loves complaining....and being dramatic because what's the fun in not???

• dw he'll still help you out, even if it's reaching something that you can very obviously reach 🧍🏻‍♀️ (he's stupidly in love w you).

JISUNG

• he's so cutie ugh

• definitely does it without hesitation or questioning

• like you want him to take your shirt out/off of your drawer/hanger for you? Okay sure, no problem babe.

• he's just happy to help and be there please😭

• if it's like...really weird he'll give you a very questioning and confused look because wtf?? You want him to...take your stinky socks off..for you???

• erm....okayyy....then he'll slowly take it off like if he does it a little too fast a bomb will explode or sum idk🤸🏻‍♀️

• "hm? You want me to..put, these rings on your fingerrr..?? Oh okay, mhm!!!" Happily chooses a few rings and happily puts them on the finer he things looks best !! >.<

• idk what you expected

• if it makes you giggle and smile and satisfied and sleep peacefully at the end of the day then shit, who is he to stop that??

• Hannie just loves you man, that's literally it and wants you to be happy.

• if you're happy he'll do anything ( I need him OTL).

FELIX

• he loves doing things for you even if it's simple

• he just loves seeing you happy and smiling so ofc if you ask him to do something he's more likely to do it rather then not

• if you want him to put the oven on at 400 even though you're in arm reach he'll still do it

• or maybe if you ask him to open a container he'll open it and give you the biggest and cutest smile because yippie !!! Here you go sweetheart 🥺

• please he just wants to please you

• he also finds it adorable that you want his help

• especially because you both know you can do wtvr it is you're asking him for help

• "yeah? Okay....there you go! This okay? Yeah? Hm!"

• idk guys just wants you happy and healthy.

• "oh, you want me to cut you some fruit? Okay ! :D"

SEUNGMIN

• he acts annoyed but he's not i promise

• or he'll silently do whatever you ask of him and walk away🤷🏻‍♀️

• he doesn't mind doing stuff for you, not at all

• I think he's also an acts of service love language kind of guy

• so you asking him for help without him asking you first is like....heart crushing for him in the best way possible

• you want him to help you?? Really??? OMG you want his help and you need him??🥺

• he's so cutie please

• don't be fooled by his silence or if he's acting annoyed

• he means well, just likes to give you a hard time sometimes lolol

• but he doesn't hesitate

• and definitely gets moody and sulks if you end up doing it yourself if he moves too slow lolol bless him

JEONGIN

• "hm???" With his little face he makes when hes clueless

•"...why?...is this a trap?" Lol no babe I promise this isn't a prank please cut some strawberries for me please !!

• I think he's only a little more hesitant bc the boys prank each other so much

• but other then that he doesn't care if you ask him to do some favors for you even if you can do them yourself

• if it satisfies you, then wtvr 🤸🏻‍♀️

• "ahh cute~" pokes your cheek and smiles at you because you're so cute grr

• I can see Innie teasingly saying no to you sometimes just to get a rise out of you lol

• but he'll make it up with cuddles and kisses don't worryyyy

• baby bread just likes to tease cause you're cutie🥺🫶🏻

[blue-jisungs]

hiii could i request smth with han jisung simping over his s/o and the rest of skz making fun of him for it? btw i love ur work <3

simp(ly in love)

a/n. thank u sm, it means a lot to me!! sorry you had to wait for so long, hopefully you’ll like it!! :D

everyone was chilling in the garden at changbin’s parents’ house, the man himself frying the meat along with minho’s help. hyunjin and jeongin are playing a volleyball match against felix and chan. seungmin is mere moments from falling asleep next to han, who’s sipping on his iced tea.

it’s almost perfect. there’s just one thing missing.

you.

han let out yet another dramatic sigh, about 10th in the period of one hour time. seungmin grunted, still sadly awake.

“we know you miss y/n, get over it. it’s not like you broke up” he snarled, putting a pillow over his head.

right.

you’re away just on a trip with your friends. it’s just a three day trip to just another city. just without him and just to have some fun.

but god, he misses you so much. the house feels empty, there’s no sound of your sweet honey-alike laughter. your shoes and clothes are in one place, not messily thrown all around like always. when he comes home the silence greets him pathetically while his heart aches because of the lack of his welcome kiss. he’s basically sleepless, unable to rest without you next to him.

phone calls and video chats aren’t enough, han thinks he’ll explode and go berserk if he doesn’t hug you any time soon.

is this normal—?

“ta–da! the meat is done! i’ll go grab some kimchi from kitchen” changbin’s excited yelp makes han snap back into reality.

you’d love it here. you’d love the food, the vibe. he could picture you playing volleyball with the guys, whining that they’re cheating and eventually falling asleep between him and seungmin. only after helping to prepare the meal though…

“–han? oh my god. we lost him, guys” felix chuckled, sitting down. minho snapped his fingers in front of han’s face, a sheepish smile when he looked up at him confused.

“you’re such a… dramatic simp. she’s been away for only two days, dude. and! you’ve been talking like, non-stop. give her a rest” hyunjin chuckled, smiling boyishly. han murmured something incoherent about hyunjin being single and not knowing how it feels like when chan added:

“i never knew that side of you. well, maybe that explains why y/n always accompanied us on yours…”

changbin returned with kimchi and placed it down next to the still sizzling meat.

“he’d die” jeongin quickly summarised “you’re such a love-sick puppy”

“‘m not!” he whined and almost threw himself over the edge when his phone dinged with a message notification.

face lighting up, fingers swiping… only to see a text from minho. ‘lol’.

he glared up at him, causing all of them to burst out laughing.

“ha, ha. very funny. can’t a man just simply miss his gorgeous, beautiful and breathtaking girlfriend who he is madly i love with?” jisung frowned and his phone dinged again. this time it was you.

letting out a loud gasp he swiped just to see a cute picture of you. you were resting your chin in the palm of your hand, the other holding down a colourful drink. the sun shone prettily on the picture but your smile… your smile outshined it.

seungmin leaned forward to peek through his shoulder and smiled softly.

“my pretty y/nnie…” han cooed and saved the picture, fingers typing with the speed of light to tell you some compliments and yet again, to announce how much he missed you.

the others scoffed, starting to dig in the food. changbin’s mom arrived, holding a tray with iced teas for them.

han put his phone down, done for now. you said you’re having dinner too so he thought he won’t disturb you. letting out a deep sigh, he noticed changbin mom’s gaze on him.

“where’s that pretty girl of yours?” she asked suddenly, looking around “i thought she’s coming too?”

“well she’s on a trip with her friends…” han murmured, a pout forming in his lips.

“awh, it’s a shame. i was looking forward to see her again” changbin-mama shook her head.

“me too, mrs seo. me too” jisung sighed and plopped even more onto the couch, sprawling on it.

the woman giggled and patted his head before going back into the house to pack some kimchi for you.

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[diorcities]

⠀   ⠀ ── ˃ ⤙ ˂ nct dream hand placement !

library. mdni.

jeno: breasts. not in a lascivious way. his hand tends to go toward your ribs when he approaches you from behind but you guess he gets distracted and they end up on your chest, fingers brushing the side of them, so he kind of cups them or holds them from below since they're already in his way.

haechan: inside your back pocket. when he walks next to you or when he arrives where you are, his hand pulls you to him from the back pockets of your jeans. he leaves it there to keep you within his reach so he can whisper to you through the tangle of conversation.

jisung: ass. but only in private. he's too shy to do it in front of his friends. his hand ends up going there out of habit, nevertheless. which ends up with his face burning with embarrassment when they start teasing him. he swears he does it without thinking. you think he's cute when he blushes.

renjun: stomach. he likes you to lean against him and have his hand rest on your tummy. when he wants to call your attention effectively the only thing he has to do is deliver soft squeezes with his thumb and index finger. the thing is, every once in a while he gets a different reaction because the gesture takes you by surprise.

chenle: hand over your shoulder. while walking or talking with friends. your hands are always intertwined. he likes it better when you use your opposite hand over your shoulder because that way he can play absentmindedly thumb wrestling. the gesture is relaxed, but you know there is a certain quality of possessiveness in it.

jaemin: waist. very conventional, very romantic, but when he does, he usually puts a few of his fingers under the fabric for physical contact. absentmindedly fiddles with the hem of your shirts or just holds you firmly. he gets very used to do it, sometimes he doesn't keep in mind his hands might be too cold for your skin.

mark: lower back. at first, he just put it on your back, and gradually he worked his way down until he found his favorite spot. he thinks it's romantic to guide you by placing his hand there or he lets you lead the way while he compliantly follows you, thumb always tracing circles on your skin.

[ligayangdala]

jisung na mahilig makipag holding hands cuz ur hands look so small when intertwined with his /*umiyak

-📓

naiiyak na ako,...,..,.,. hindi healthy itong pagiging baliw ko kay jisung lately 😔 anyway ...... college bf!jisung na nagmemajor ng archi tapos willing na samahan kang mag-review sa library kahit super late na :( hahahaah wla kz aq jowa kaya pinapagana q itong college!nct imaginetion kwah wla aq kasama magbasa ng readings kong tumatambak sa library potangina

sa loob ng tahimik na library, sa pinakadulong lamesa, nakaupo kayo ni jisung. freecut mo ng dalawang oras at naisipan mong magreview para sa isang quiz bukas. nagtext ka kay jisung na nakatambay ka lang sa library at nagulat ka nung dumating ito dahil alam mong may klase siya ng ganitong oras, wala palang klase si jisung ngayon dahil nagexcuse ang prof nila sa calculus. jisung loves spending time with you, kahit na ba hindi kayo nag-uusap at madalas nag-aaral ka, gusto lang niya na nasa tabi ka niya. he appreciates your presence alone. busy ka sa pagbabasa ng notes mo sa international law nang maramdaman mong hinawakan bigla ni jisung ang kamay mo at pinulupot ito sa kanya. madalas niyang gawin ito dahil tuwang tuwa siya na mas malaki ang kamay niya kesa sa kamay mo. nilingon mo si jisung at tinaasan ng kilay, “may kailangan ka?”

“wala, natutuwa lang ako sa kamay mo” sagot niya, “nagmukha lalong maliit kasi natatabunan nung sleeves ng hoodie ko” suot-suot mo kasi ang hoodie na naiwan niya sa dorm mo last week, laging naka-fullblast ang aircon sa loob ng library para daw mas mapreserve ang mga lumang libro at hindi masira. “nadidistract ka ba?”

“hindi naman, nagulat lang ako” ngiti mo at bumalik sa pagbabasa, ilang minuto ang lumipas at nakatulog si jisung sa tabi mo. ang ulo nito ay nakapatong sa backpack niyang nasa lamesa, ginagamit bilang unan at hawak-hawak pa rin ang kamay mo. biglang nagsi-datingan ang mga ibang estudyante, kasama ang mga kaibigan niyo na galing ng iba’t ibang subject nila. mga nakangiti ito nang makitang hawak-hawak ni jisung ang kamay mo. syempre, hindi papalagpasin ni haechan, na kuya mo, na asarin ang nakakabata. pinitik nito ang noo at agad na nagising si jisung na nakasimangot pero hindi binitawan ang kamay mo.

“aray ko putang—gago ka, haechan ah!”

“pre, bitaw sa kamay ng kapatid ko” asar ni haechan, “sumbong kita kay mama eh” sabi naman nito sa’yo.

“sumbong mo, susumbong ko rin na hindi ka pumasa nung prelims”

nagbago ang expresyon ng mukha ni haechan, “tanginang ‘to, joke lang eh”