#jungwon fanfiction

[jaeyunverse]

kiss cam

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

genres: fluff, frenemies to lovers, high school au, basketball au

wc: 3770

warnings: profanity, mentions of kidnapping

summary: you were fully prepared to spend valentine’s day alone. yang jungwon was fully prepared to blow your mind.

note: i know i’m off season but i still hope y’all enjoy <3

masterlist

It was Valentine’s Week and you were absolutely, extremely, horribly miserable.

You didn’t particularly care about the celebrations, but the feeling of loneliness first began to creep in when the student council appointed a Valentine’s Day Dance committee and made them decorate the entire school. 

There were banners and streamers hanging everywhere. The culinary club was selling heart-shaped cookies and the broadcasting club was busy urging students to get their dance invites every few hours. You wished the PA system would malfunction and they would finally shut up. 

Some boys even had the genius idea to capitalise Valentine’s Day and ask people out on behalf of the students who paid them for their services. They called themselves Cop-Your-Crush. 

Classes were being interrupted all day long. You were witnessing a grand proposal being made multiple times a day. Just today, you had seen three girls being asked out and each proposal had been better than the one before.

Karina got asked out through a song the choir group sang for her. She quite literally burst into tears because her boyfriend, Soobin, still remembered the song they had first kissed to. 

NingNing got asked out when a member of Cop-Your-Crush sweet-talked Mrs. Kim into letting him take over her presentation. He’d prepared a cute montage using the pictures provided to him by her boyfriend. 

Yeji got asked out by the cheerleaders. They had prepared a special cheer for her, courtesy of Heeseung, also a member of Cop-Your-Crush, and his girlfriend, Chaewon, who was cheer captain. They were both Yeji’s best friends and had spared no expense in helping her boyfriend deliver a memorable proposal. 

You thought the entire concept was corny, but it would have been nice to have someone ask you out too. You didn’t even have any expectations. Just a simple Hey, will you be my date to the Valentine’s Dance? would have sufficed. 

Needless to say, you were irritated and cranky. You were debating begging your mom to let you skip school tomorrow. It was the thirteenth of February, so Valentine’s spirit was definitely going to be at an all-time high. 

You slammed your locker door shut. Slumping against it, you clutched your books to your chest and sighed deeply. If only you had the courage to ask your crush to the dance. It was sort of surprising that he still didn’t have a date. 

He was really attractive and really popular. You wondered why—

“Keep moving, dummy,” a voice popped from behind you, and you couldn’t help the groan that left your mouth. Deciding to not acknowledge the person further, you pushed yourself off the locker and turned to leave in the opposite direction. However, they seemed to have different plans for you. Throwing an arm around your neck, Yang Jungwon twisted you around and said, “Class is this way.” 

“Piss off, Yang,” you snapped, trying to not stumble as he dragged you along. 

“Are you coming to the basketball game tonight?” Jungwon inquired.

He wasn’t much taller than you, so when you glanced up at him, you found your faces only a few inches apart. “Why?” 

“We’re playing Riverside High. You know there’s a bet between our schools, right? Losers have to jump in the lake at midnight.” 

“Okay. Let me know if you lose and I’ll meet you there to enjoy your humiliation.” 

Jungwon narrowed his eyes and flicked your forehead. You let out a sound of protest and slapped his hand away. “You think you’re so funny.”

“I think I have better things to do,” you retorted. “I’m supposed to pick up my sister after her soccer practice and drive her to her friend’s house for a sleepover.” 

“That can be taken care of,” he answered immediately. “Riki will do the chauffeuring in your place.” 

You snorted. “No.” 

“C’mon!” Jungwon complained, moving to stand in front of you. You crossed your hands and raised an eyebrow. “I need you at the game tonight.” 

“Why?” 

“Because—” he hesitated— “because we always win when you’re watching from the stands. You’re our lucky charm.”  

Jungwon was making absolutely no sense. The Bears of Eastwood High were one of the best. They didn’t require lucky charms to win games. Besides, you’d never benefited from the so-called fortune Jungwon claimed you possessed. He definitely had an ulterior motive for wanting you at the court tonight. 

“You won the Christmas game,” you pointed out. “I wasn’t there that day. I was with my family at my childhood home.” 

“Well, I thought you were at the game,” Jungwon corrected. “That’s why we won.” 

You sighed and rolled your eyes. Stepping past his figure blocking your way, you said, “You need to get rid of these superstitions.”  

“Please!” he begged, following after you the way a lost puppy would. “Winning tonight would give us a ticket to regionals! Can’t you let me have this?” 

The desperation in his voice was so evident that you couldn’t help the crack that appeared in your resolve. You weren’t one to believe in luck, but you still carried an Omamori to stay safe. 

You hadn’t exactly been the recipient of any good fortune lately, but your life had been sailing smoothly. Come to think of it, you’d probably subconsciously begun to depend on the charm. 

You were a hypocrite for making fun of Jungwon’s superstitions. 

“Fine,” you relented. “I’ll come. But—” you added immediately upon seeing a wide grin replace the pout on his face— “after I’m done with my chores. I’m not leaving Hyeri with Riki. He crashed his car into a trashcan last week. I was with him. My life flashed in front of my eyes.” 

Jungwon looked slightly amused. “Do you think you might be able to make it before half-time?” 

“Easily.”

“Nice,” he popped. The two of you had arrived at your classroom, so he ruffled your hair and bid you goodbye before making his way towards his friend group. “I owe you one.”

“Yeah, you do,” you muttered to yourself.

You finished dropping your sister earlier than expected. 

Her soccer practice had run short and when you’d checked your watch after seeing her off, you’d realised that the first quarter of the game would be ending in a few minutes. 

You glanced up at the screen displaying the scores as you walked into the gymnasium. 

8-3. Eastwood High in the lead. 

Good luck was a scam. Shaking your head, you searched for your best friend, Eunchae, in the stands. Your eyes stopped on a girl who was aggressively waving her hands in the air. 

You smiled and waved back, making your way to her. 

“I was worried you’d be late,” Eunchae said. 

You hummed. “Hyeri finished her practactice early so I was able to get here quicker. I don’t even know why Jungwon asked me to come. We’re in the lead.”

“Better safe than sorry,” she popped. “Second quarter just started. We should pay attention.” 

You turned to look at the court. While you’d been talking to her, Riverside had scored a 3-pointer. Eastwood was only 2 points ahead now. 

You could hear both schools’ coaches screaming despite the loud noise of the audience. Cringing a little when Mr. Jung blatantly cursed at Jungwon and told him to get his head out of his ass, you decided Eunchae had been right about being better safe than sorry. 

“Timeout!” Riverside High’s coach yelled. “Timeout!” 

The whistle rang and the playing 5 went jogging over to the sidelines. Jungwon’s eye caught yours as he scanned the stands and you waved at him awkwardly. He smiled and waved back, looking rather relieved to see you. 

“You guys are so cute,” Eunchae commented.

You whirled on her. “Excuse me?” 

“I’m just saying!” she exclaimed, raising her hands defensively. “Jungwon and you would make a really good couple.” 

“What makes you think so?” 

“Other than the fact that he’s completely whipped for you?” Eunchae shrugged. “You’re into him as well. No! Don’t give me that look! I know you are. I’m not fucking blind, Y/N. You say he’s annoying but I don’t see you pushing him away. I think you love the attention he gives you.”

You crossed your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling awfully exposed. “You’re delusional.” 

“Am I though?” She raised an eyebrow. “You both are together all the time. You can pretend all you want, but I know your petty and childish banter is just a cover for the horrible amount of flirting that’s hidden underneath.”

“I don’t flirt with him!” 

“He flirts with you and you entertain him! You claim to dislike him but hang out with him at school everyday! An idiot could tell by looking at you how much you enjoy being around him.”

You glared at Eunchae. “I don’t appreciate being psychoanalysed.” 

“You just don’t appreciate the truth.” She shrugged. “I don’t know what’s stopping you from asking him out to the dance, but I hope you come to your senses. You don’t wanna regret missing out on someone who cares so much for you.”

Thankfully, the whistle rang before you could formulate a reply. The game began again, and you focused your attention on the court. 

It was Eastwood’s way and the ball was in Jungwon’s hand. He aimed high and his eyes set on Jake who was standing at the far end of the court. However, instead of throwing the ball with all his might, he only flicked his wrist. 

The ball bounced between a Riverside player’s legs, and Heeseung, who was waiting a little behind him, grabbed the ball immediately. Instead of dribbling, the boy passed the ball right back to Jungwon. 

Jungwon caught it without stopping and sprinted to Eastwood’s side of the court. Your jaw dropped when you saw him manoeuvre his way through Riverside’s defence so flawlessly. Even though you’d watched him play multiple times, you’d never really been able to comprehend how good he was. 

He’d covered the court by himself without needing to stop or backtrack. It was as if he knew the opponent’s move even before they decided to make it. 

The crowd went wild the moment Jungwon executed the layup effortlessly. The whistle for half-time blew a few moments after and Eunchae turned to you. 

“That was so good!” she squealed. “He could go pro so easily!”

“He could,” you agreed. “He really is very good.”

You had to admit—watching Jungwon in his element made your heart beat at speeds you didn’t even know it was capable of reaching. You convinced yourself it was the adrenaline and the anticipation from watching the game. Your dad never sat still whenever he watched his favourite team play in the World Cup. 

“It’s time for the Kiss Cam.” Eunchae nudged you with her elbow. You turned to look at the big screen hanging from the roof of the gymnasium. The camera focused on Juyeon and Chaeyeon. The couple grinned and pointed at their recording on the screen in excitement before the latter grabbed the former’s collar and pulled him into a kiss. 

You felt a smile form on your face. You’d always thought the two of them were one of the cutest couples in your school. 

The camera then focused on Mr. Hwang, your biology teacher, and Mrs. Jung, your calculus teacher. You hooted and joined everyone else in the stands as they encouraged the two teachers to kiss. 

Whoever had decided the Kiss Cam victims was a genius. Mr. Hwang and Ms. Jung were the youngest faculty members in your school. It was a popular opinion amongst students that they looked cute together. Some even placed bets on whether it would be Mr. Hwang to make the first move or Ms. Jung. 

Naturally, the two of them didn’t kiss. They just smiled in embarrassment and waved at the camera, asking it to focus on someone else instead. 

You waited eagerly to see who the drone would target next. A jolt passed through your body when you saw yourself on the screen. 

Eyes widening, you shook your head and tried to tell them that you were single. The camera didn’t move despite your protests, instead zooming out to include Eunchae in the frame instead. 

You paused. 

Looked at her.

Considered. 

Raised an eyebrow. 

“I’m down if you—”

“To your left, you idiot!” she exclaimed, grabbing your shoulders and whirling you around. 

Yang Jungwon was standing in front of you with flowers in his hands. His hair was dripping with sweat and his cheeks were flushed. He was panting, but there was a shy smile on his face.

Your heart stopped as he got down on his knees and the entire gymnasium burst into cheers. 

“Hey,” he popped. 

“Hey,” you answered with much effort. Then added stupidly, “You’re on your knees.” 

“No comment about the flowers?” 

“Not when you’re on your knees for me in front of the entire school.” 

“Oooh, I didn’t know you were so kinky.”

“I didn’t know this was why you begged me to come to the game.” 

He laughed and the sound was like music to your ears. You were nervous. You were rambling. There was no way he was going to ask you to the dance. He wouldn’t be stalling so much if he was. He wouldn’t—

Oh. 

He was giving you time to wrap your head around what was happening. This was clearly intended to be a well-planned surprise meant to catch you completely off-guard. He—

“Yeah, I would’ve been really bummed out if you hadn’t shown up. My efforts would have been for nothing.” 

“So I’m not actually your lucky charm?” 

“Of course, you are. I feel the luckiest when I’m with you.” Your chest swelled with an emotion you couldn’t identify. The gymnasium faded into the background and all you could hear was the sound of your heart thudding against your ribcage and Jungwon’s voice as he asked, 

“Will you make me lucky again by accompanying me to the Valentine’s Dance?” 

The game had ended twenty minutes ago. 

Eastwood had won by 10 points. You’d thought the difference was pretty good but your Mr. Woo, your school’s coach, didn’t seem to share your opinion. He’d claimed that Riverside never even should have been able to get within 15 points of Eastwood.

He’d been especially tense in the second half of the third quarter when the opposition had begun scoring back to back baskets. It had all worked out in the end nonetheless, all thanks to Yang Jungwon, the MVP of the match. 

You still couldn’t believe he’d asked you out and you refused to believe he’d done it in such a grand way. 

He was the definition of a jock and goofed around in school all day long. He was charming, sure, but you’d never known he was capable of pulling off something this big. 

You’d never even suspected he was a romantic. 

Your phone dinged and you unlocked it to check who was texting you. 

[eunchae]: wya? 

[y/n]: parking lot!! are u here? i’m leaning against my car

[eunchae]: noo i’m home :( btw are u still waiting for him?? 

[y/n]: yeah he asked me to but the team hasn’t come out of the gym yet

[eunchae]: yikes i heard mr. woo was hella mad we only won by 10 points.. maybe he’s yelling at the players right now

[y/n]: i’m p sure he is LMFAO

Your fingers hovered over your phone’s screen as you waited for Eunchae to type her reply. However, before she could send it, you felt the device being grabbed from your hand. 

“What the—” you started, but relaxed when you saw Jungwon standing in front of you with an amused expression on his face. “Yang.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Someone could have easily kidnapped you, you know?” 

“We live in the most boring part of the town.” You snorted. “Baek Seung threatening to chop his neighbour’s tree on local TV was the most interesting thing that happened this year.”

“That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be on your guard,” Jungwon said and moved next to you, leaning against the side of your car as well. He was wearing black sweats and a red hoodie. He smelt of cheap soap and his hair was damp, making you realise that he had probably showered. “Besides, Baek Sung actually followed through. We have a real criminal in our ranks.” 

“Didn’t you literally let five sheep loose in our middle school three years ago?” 

“That was just a harmless middle school graduating prank.”

“There’s no such thing as a middle school graduating prank.”

“Tell that to the current 8th graders who are planning their prank. I hear they’re going to stuff the hallway outside the principal’s office with helium balloons so she won’t be able to leave.”  

You stared at him, a small smile playing on your lips. Jungwon’s eyes dropped to your mouth for a millisecond before he looked into your eyes again. 

“Why did you ask me to the dance?” you asked and turned on your side to face him. It was a stupid question but you were genuinely curious. 

Eunchae was right before. Jungwon flirted with you all the time and you always entertained him. You enjoyed the attention he gave you. But if this thing between you was just platonic, and if it was never going to progress into something real, you needed to know now. 

You didn’t want to hope and wait for something that was never going to happen. 

“Sunoo said I was an idiot for not shooting my shot with you,” he replied and turned on his side too. “He threatened to make a move on you if I didn’t get my shit together before Valentine’s Day.” 

You snorted. 

“Oh, also,” Jungwon added. “I really, really like you.” 

You felt a tidal wave of emotions override your senses. Euphoria, nervousness, breathlessness, giddiness, uncertainty and this inexplicable urge to squeal washed over you. 

Your heart went haywire inside your chest when Jungwon leaned closer to you and dipped his head so that his face was right in front of yours. 

“You’re blushing,” he whispered. 

You squeaked and buried your face in your hands. He grabbed your wrists and gently moved them out of the way. “Can I kiss you?” 

“I think that would be a health hazard,” you croaked, looking at anywhere but him. “My heart is beating concerningly fast right now. What if I drop dead?” 

“I can do CPR.” 

The corner of your mouth quirked up in a small smile. Your heart beat slowed down and you began feeling at ease. You wondered if Jungwon could tell that this was the first time someone had confessed to you. 

The entire concept of dating and being in a relationship was foreign to you. You doubted Jungwon had much experience in the field himself since he’d only had one girlfriend in kindergarten, but he seemed confident. 

You trusted him to take over the wheel and guide you through the strange waters of love. 

“Okay,” you breathed and closed your eyes. “Kiss me.” 

His hands cupped your cheeks, his soft lips brushing against yours. You sucked in a breath and just stood there, not really knowing what to do. 

Your hands itched to grab onto something, so you shifted closer to Jungwon and clutched the front of his hoodie in your fists. 

He smiled against your mouth as you rose on your toes and tilted your head to the side. 

But then you realised something and hastily broke the kiss. Jungwon stared at you in confusion, but before he could ask what was wrong, you blurted, “I like you too.” 

There was a pause. He didn’t say anything for a long moment, so you clarified, “I thought I should make that clear. I mean, you confessed but I didn’t confess back even though I feel the same way and what if you thought I wasn’t into you. I am into you, by the way. I’ve been crushing on you since forever but I never knew how to say it—” 

Jungwon swooped in for a second kiss and you melted in his arms. You could get used to the feeling of his lips on yours. They fit together perfectly.  

“You are so cute.” He giggled after detaching his mouth from yours. Resting his forehead against yours, he continued, “Eunchae told me last week. She urged me to confess because she knew your stubbornness would never allow you to make the move.” 

“What?” you exclaimed, jerking away from him. “Where’s my phone? Give me my damn phone, Yang!” 

He grabbed arms before you could lunge at him and search him for your device. “Relax!”

“I’m going to kill her!” 

“Why?!” 

“Because—” you sputtered, struggling to get out of his grip— “because it’s embarrassing! I was pretending to not like you but you knew I was crushing on you the entire time!” 

“It’s not embarrassing!” Jungwon said. “It’s normal—Y/N stop!” 

You let your body fall limp in his arms. “I’m going home. I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

“You’re seriously not going to let Eunchae’s nosiness stop us from having our first date, are you?”  

“What?” you asked and moved out of his grip.

He shrugged and shoved his hands into pockets. “It’s nothing special. I was going to ask if you wanted to go out for some food.” 

“Oh,” you replied blankly. “Don’t you have a celebratory dinner with your team though?” 

“I can ditch them.”  

“You shouldn’t.” 

“Let me correct myself: I already ditched them. I want to spend tonight and celebrate with you.” 

Your heart swelled with happiness. “Really?” When was the last time someone outside of your parents prioritised you? You genuinely couldn’t remember. 

“Of course. Do you wanna get some McDonald’s?”

You nodded, but before he could make his way to the passenger’s seat of your car, you said, “Just so you know, I feel the luckiest when I’m with you too.” 

Yang Jungwon kissed you for the third time, and by no means was it the last, or even close to the last one you shared that day.  

[dolcejwnie]

INK MY HEART. Y. JUNGWON

synopsis: a lost bet leads you to flirt with your local tattoo artist yang jungwon.

warning: none

genre: tattoo artist! jungwon x reader, fluffy, awkward reader, kinda flirty jungwon

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the bet was lost in a haze of laughter and drinks, leaving you standing awkwardly outside a tattoo shop, heart racing with nerves. you had to flirt with the tattoo artist—a stranger whose name you didn't even know.

taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door, the bell chiming softly above your head. the shop was dimly lit, filled with the buzz of tattoo machines and the scent of ink.

your eyes fell on him immediately—a tall, lean figure with an array of tattoos peeking out from beneath his rolled-up sleeves. Jungwon, the tattoo artist – you read on the label on his shirt.

"hi there," you managed to squeak out, feeling your cheeks flush hot with embarrassment. the words felt like a clumsy stumble out of your mouth, tripping over nerves and uncertainty. as they hung in the air, you couldn't help but cringe inwardly at how awkward you must sound.

in that moment, a flurry of thoughts raced through your mind like a whirlwind. should you have said something different? was "hi there" too casual, too hesitant? would Jungwon think you were a complete fool for stumbling over such a simple greeting?

your heart pounded erratically in your chest, the sound of blood rushing in your ears drowning out all other noise. you cursed yourself for not being more composed, more charming—like the confident flirt you had imagined yourself to be in this scenario.

but as you stole a glance at Jungwon, you found yourself momentarily frozen by the intensity of his gaze. his eyes, dark and enigmatic, seemed to hold a silent promise of understanding, as if he could sense the whirlwind of nerves and emotions raging within you.

heat crept up your neck, suffusing your cheeks with a deep crimson blush. you wished you could disappear into the floor, escape the suffocating embarrassment that seemed to cling to you like a second skin.

"smooth," you chided yourself inwardly, mentally kicking yourself for your lack of grace. you had imagined this flirtatious encounter a thousand times in your head, rehearsing witty lines and charming smiles. and yet, when faced with the reality of the moment, all those practiced words seemed to evaporate into thin air.

Jungwon raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing on his lips. He seemed to sense your nerves, but instead of easing them, he leaned against the counter, looking amused.

"what can I do for you?" he asked, his voice smooth and enticing.

you fumbled for words, trying to come up with a plausible excuse for being there. "uh, i, um... i heard you're the best," you blurted out, mentally cringing at your lack of subtlety.

Jungwon chuckled softly, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "flattery won't get you everywhere," he replied, gesturing for you to take a seat.

panic set in as you realized you hadn't even thought about what tattoo you wanted. you glanced around the shop, your eyes landing on a display of intricate silk designs.

"I-I want a silk tattoo," you blurted out, feeling your palms grow sweaty.

Jungwon arched an eyebrow, a playful glint in his eyes. " silk tattoo, huh? any particular design in mind?"

your mind went blank, the pressure mounting as Jungwon patiently waited for an answer. and then, without thinking, you blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"a small book," you said, gesturing to your ankle. "right there."

Jungwon's lips twitched with amusement as he prepared his equipment. "a book, it is," he said, his voice teasing.

the tattoo chair felt more like a throne of nerves as you settled into it, Jungwon's skilled hands preparing to ink your skin. your heart raced wildly in your chest, and you cursed your luck for getting yourself into this situation.

as Jungwon began to sketch the outline of the small book on your ankle, you found yourself struggling to come up with anything coherent to say.

the tattoo machine buzzed softly in the background, its rhythmic hum filling the air. each buzz sent a jolt of nerves through you, the sound echoing in your ears like a relentless drumbeat. anxiety twisted in the pit of your stomach, making it hard to focus on anything else. as Jungwon worked his magic, the sound of the ink pen seemed to grow louder, each stroke of the needle sending shivers down your spine. you couldn't help but wonder if Jake would ever believe the wild tale that was unfolding in the tattoo shop that night.

"uh, so, do you, uh, get a lot of people asking for silk tattoos?" you blurted out, mentally cringing at the awkwardness of your question.

Jungwon glanced up from his work, a small smile playing on his lips. "not as many as you'd think," he replied, his voice smooth and reassuring. "but I have to say, you're the first to ask for a book."

you flushed hot with embarrassment, feeling like a fool for blurting out such a random request. "I, um, I like books," you muttered, your cheeks burning.

Jungwon chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "nothing wrong with that," he replied, his tone light and teasing.

"o-ow!" you exclaimed suddenly, more out of nerves than actual pain.

Jungwon paused, looking up at you with concern. "are you okay? Did that hurt?"

you shook your head quickly, feeling foolish for overreacting. "n-no, I'm fine. just... nervous, i guess."

Jungwon's touch was like a soothing balm on your frayed nerves, the warmth of his hand seeping through your skin and calming the storm of anxiety within you. as he squeezed your leg reassuringly, you felt a rush of comfort wash over you, his gentle gesture a silent promise of support.

"you're doing great," his voice, soft and encouraging, whispered in your ear, barely audible over the hum of the tattoo machine. the tension in your muscles eased at his words, and you found yourself relaxing into the chair, surrendering to the moment.

a nervous smile tugged at your lips as you met Jungwon's gaze, finding warmth and understanding in his eyes. "th-thanks," you stammered, your voice barely above a whisper. heat rushed to your cheeks, coloring them a rosy hue that you were sure Jungwon could see.

his eyes crinkled at the corners as he returned your smile, a silent reassurance that filled you with a sense of ease. in that moment, with Jungwon's hand still resting gently on your leg, you felt a flutter of something unfamiliar yet exhilarating stirring within you.

it was a mixture of nervous anticipation and a budding attraction, the kind that made your heart race and your stomach flutter with butterflies. you couldn't deny the warmth spreading through you at Jungwon's touch, the way his presence seemed to envelop you in a cocoon of safety and comfort.

as the tattooing continued, each stroke of the needle sending a jolt of sensation through your skin, you found yourself stealing glances at Jungwon whenever you dared. his focused expression, the way his eyes crinkled in concentration, the faint hint of a smile playing on his lips—it all added to the growing flutter in your chest.

and when Jungwon's hand brushed against yours as he adjusted his position, a jolt of electricity shot through you, leaving your skin tingling in its wake. it was a fleeting touch, innocent yet charged with unspoken possibilities, leaving you craving more.

lost in a whirlwind of emotions, you found yourself drawn to Jungwon in ways you couldn't quite explain. his presence was a comforting anchor in the midst of your swirling thoughts and emotions, grounding you in the here and now.

but as the tattooing neared its end, you couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment at the thought of Jungwon's touch leaving your skin. the warmth of his hand, the gentle reassurance in his voice—they had become a lifeline in this whirlwind of nerves and anticipation.

and when the final stroke of the needle marked the completion of the tattoo, you couldn't suppress the sigh of both relief and regret that escaped your lips. Jungwon's hand lingered for a moment longer, the warmth of his touch searing into your skin, before he withdrew with a gentle smile.

as you sat there, heart still racing and cheeks flushed, you couldn't help but feel a sense of loss at the absence of Jungwon's touch.

"okay, all done," Jungwon announced finally, wiping away the excess ink. "take a look."

you leaned forward eagerly, your heart pounding in your chest. snd there it was—the small book tattooed beautifully on your ankle, its pages fluttering delicately in the imaginary breeze.

"it's perfect," you breathed, feeling a surge of emotion welling up inside you.

Jungwon grinned, a proud glint in his eyes. "glad you think so," he replied, his voice soft.

as you admired the tattoo, a comfortable silence settled over the room. you couldn't help but steal glances at Jungwon, admiring the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light, the way his tattooed arms flexed with every movement.

"um, so, what now?" you asked, suddenly realizing that you didn't quite know what to do next.

Jungwon chuckled, a warm sound that made your heart flutter. "well, first you'll need to sign a few forms," he said, gesturing to the paperwork on the table. "and then... well, that's up to you."

you nodded, trying to focus on the paperwork as your mind raced with possibilities. but when you glanced up, you noticed something strange on the receipt Jungwon handed you.

"wait a minute," you said, furrowing your brow in confusion. "what's this?"

Jungwon leaned in, his voice dropping to a low whisper. "that," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes, "is my number."

your eyes widened in surprise, a surge of excitement coursing through you. "y-your number?"

Jungwon winked, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. "in case you ever need a touch-up," he replied, his voice teasing.

before you could respond, Jungwon was already moving on to his next client, leaving you with a fluttering heart and a piece of paper burning a hole in your pocket.

as you stepped out into the bustling city, the tattoo on your ankle felt like a secret, a reminder of the unexpected and thrilling encounter with Jungwon. and as you pulled out the piece of paper with his number, a smile tugged at your lips.

[jwnstars]

— life as jungwons gf !

imagine !! what I think it’s like to be the girlfriend of yang jungwon <3 (this is for @hoonwhile my wife)

jungwon! who always clings onto you like a lost puppy whenever you guys are out

jungwon! who always have an excuse to bring you up in any conversation, if not, he has not a single topic to talk about

jungwon! who hates “I love you” because it’s so overused it feels like it has no meaning, so he always uses “I adore you, I cherish you, I like you.”

jungwon! who makes sure you know your the prettiest girl in the world

jungwon! who treats you like your the only girl in the world

jungwon! who doesn’t hesitate to talk about stuff your to scared to address (in simple words, won is literally the reassuring bf.)

jungwon! who looks at you like he could just watch you forever and not complain one bit

jungwon! the type to learn a hobby or something just to do it with you

jungwon! the type to always have his face lit up and eyes sparkle when he sees you

jungwon! to spoil you with any type of affection, whether gift giving, or physical touch, he would do anything just for the expense of your happiness

jungwon! he always has to be close to you. he needs to be kissing you or be next to you or just feeling your touch

jungwon! who falls in love with you every time he sees you

jungwon! who is constantly cold to any girl who approaches him but is the sweetest to only you

jungwon! keeps all the stuff you make him, letters, crocheted items, you name it, he keeps them like pokemon cards they are the most precious thing to him ever

jungwon! who listens to every playlist you make him, his music taste is just yours

jungwon! who keeps the relationship private but not secret

jungwon! who hates when you tease him or call him cute but it’s obvious that he loves it

jungwon! who hates to see you with other guys but loves it when your with his members

jungwon! loves back hugs. he back hugs you and plans on never letting go

jungwon! who thinks communication is key and you can always rely on him

jungwon! as the 2 in 1 package, can be a boyfriend, can be a funny annoying bsf

jungwon! who would be the best boyfriend in the world that cherishes you like your a princess

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ARE YOU COLD ? — y. jungwon

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PROMPT  [ two, 3 ] finding excuses to hold your hand [ two, 4 ] delicate, slow and soft soft kisses

PAIRING jungwon x gnr

GENRE est. relationship, fluff

WARNINGS kissing, swearing

W. COUNT 0.2k

S. NOTE this is so short for no reason ..

in the middle of watching your movie on the couch, you suddenly feel a heavy weight thrown onto of you.

“you look cold. are you cold?” jungwon asks, interlacing your hands together. transferring some of his warmth over.

you looked over at him questioningly, seeing him avoiding eye contact as he made himself comfortable over you, “it's 20 degrees, its hot as shit.”

he huffs under his breath, pushing his face into the crook of your neck. you could feel his eyelashes tickle your neck as he flutters them before you decided to speak up as the realisation dawned on you, ”oh. is this an excuse to cuddle babe?”

“shut up,” he whined, trying to push himself further into your neck to hide the blush rushing up to his cheeks, praying you mistook the heat from his body from the weather and not from him getting caught by you.

“is this another excuse so you can kiss me? you know you can jus—“

your words got cut off by another pair of lips on your own, moving slowly against yours before he pulled back a little, “you talk too much.”

“you don’t talk enough,” you giggled, pulling him back in, wrapping your arms around his neck to lock him in position, making sure he couldn’t pull back far.

feeling him laugh lowly into the kiss, he whispered “seems like you’re the one who wanted to kiss me instead.”

“and what if i did?” you pulled him in for a quick peck, “not like you’ll refuse.”

he smiles against your lips, responding by deepening the kiss and placing his arms around your waist.

on second thought, maybe you were a little cold.

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and i've seen sparks fly everytime you smile...

sparks fly— where you think the sleepy boy walking you back home is cute...

jungwon x f.reader genre: fluff, high school au, classmates to ?? wc: 0.5k warnings: none part of what shade is our love series

your footsteps echoed in the empty hallway as you quickly walked towards your classroom. you must have forgotten your notebook somewhere there.

arriving at the door, you stopped in your tracks at the sight that greets you, your stomach doing a sudden flip.

yang jungwon.

he was sleeping, sprawled over the desk, the sunlight filtering in through the stained windows falling on his face. you stood there, unsure of whether to wake him up or not.

maybe you should considering how the gates would be locked in half an hour or so and you weren't cruel enough to let a poor boy be stuck in the school for so long.

you nervously walked up to his sleeping figure, oberseving the way his face looked so calm. it was not something you saw often. jungwon was always busy with studies, student council and what not.

he was so etheral that you had to stop yourself from being creepy and looking away. it wasn't like yang jungwon was your crush. he was a classmate, a very helpful one. always willing to lend a hand, or give a smile across the hallways.

but then again, you didn't miss the way your heart raced everytime he talked to you.

'uh jungwon…' you whispered, scared of how he would react to your sudden presence. 'school is finished, uhm… get up.'

hearing the sudden voice, the boy woke up with a start. 'who- what?!' he spoke in a sleepy voice before noticing you, face to face with him.

jungwon gulped at the sight of your face, his cheeks turning a shade darker, 'Oh, uh… y/n?!'

realizing the position you were in, you jumped back embarrassed, 'y-yeah… It's time to go.'

he looked around the empty classroom to avoid any further eye contact with his crush standing in front of him, before stuffing the books into his bag and getting up and following you out of the classroom.

jungwon took in a deep breath, stealing a quick glance at your direction and mustering up some courage, 'hey..... shouldwewalkbackhometogether?' it's now or never

you turned towards him in confusion, 'erm you need to calm down jungwon.'

'should we walk back home together?' he repeated, emphasising on each word, looking cute doing so. you couldn't hide the smile that spread across your face as you gave a quick nod.

jungwon couldn't believe it. he had always wanted to talk to you outside the formal 'hello' and 'how are you' and there you were, walking beside him with a small skip in your step. you chuckled at something he said only to find him looking at you softly.

your heart sped up, 'what?' the boy turned around, embaressed, 'n-nothing! oh look, i think we have arrived.'

you looked at your house at the other side of the street, 'i'm afraid so.' you pouted, not wanting to leave him. 'we should talk m-' '-you're cute, jungwon', you both said at the same moment. your ears turned pink as the realization hit you of what you had just said.

uh oh. 'okay bye see you at school!' you squeaked before sprinting in the opposite direction.

jungwon looked at your disappearing figure in a daze. did you really call him cute?

an: if this sounds cringe then its probably because im bad in writing fluff (wow whats happening ?!) but i had a classmate!jw brainrot lmao,,, also some parts are taken from a jeongin hc i wrote in my prev acc hehe ^^!! rbs and feedbacks are vv appreciated <3!

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a lil jungwon fic.

pairings yang jungwon x reader genre fluff word count . 308

"jungwonn.." i whined, complaining incessantly as he dragged me out of the house where i was completely comfortable watching my dramas.

he wrapped an arm around me whilst tugging my arm, forcing me to keep up with him. i wondered where in the world we were going that must’ve been so important. the determined look on my boyfriend’s face made me giggle slightly. he was too cute!

finally, he came to a stop, and released his tight grip on my arm. i grimaced and rubbed it, unaware of how strong jungwon’s hold could be until now.

"ahh.. you left a red mark on my arm! now what’s it that’s soo important?" i asked curiously, still clutching my poor arm dearly.

jungwon stared ahead and raised an arm to point. "look," he said bluntly, a hint of a smile appearing on his face as he too looked to where he was pointing.

i raised an intrigued brow and looked.

i gasped.

the cherry blossoms had bloomed.

i covered my open mouth, eyes lighting up instantly. "jungwon…" i whispered, completely transfixed by the beautiful pink cherry blossom trees a distance away from me. it was my first time seeing them.

jungwon turned his head and finally looked at me. he grinned widely when he saw my amazement. "you’ve been saying that you wanted to see the cherry blossoms for a long time," he said shyly. "and you’re smile is definitely worth bringing you all the way here," he mumbled the last part.

i looked at jungwon, surprised, who was refusing to make eye contact and blushing profusely. i laughed and threw my arms around him, making him a tad bit more flustered than he would’ve liked. "i love you," i whispered in his ear, smiling giddily.

jungwon stared at me for a moment, and smiled softly. "i love you too."

[svnoofy]

10. alas, we meet again.

warnings/disclaimers: profanity, slight puke talk | | wc: 947

YOU COULDN’T BELIEVE YOUR EYES.

you did not imagine having to face ANOTHER predicament on your already horrible day. you squint your eyes – rubbing them even – praying that the little speck moving along the sidewalk was just a fragment of your imagination.

oh hell naur, you thought to yourself, feeling the contents of your stomach bubbling up, ready to splatter out any moment. you weren’t sure if this was because you were anxious or utterly disgusted.

suddenly, your mind began replaying moments from your childhood which was triggered by the sight of the individual you had seen.

unfond memories of arguments over legos, barbies and colored pencils and even memories of consistently being in the school’s academic spotlight together as rivals washed over you like an unforgivable tidal wave.

yang jungwon, that was the very name you despised saying and hearing– and there he might be, about to board your bus, as you squirm and wince in full disgust and disbelief.

when the bus made its stop at the station, you froze. you were unable to register the situation that was about to happen to you. as a lazy attempt to avoid any contact with him, you occupied the vacant seat next to you with your bag, plugging in your earphones and putting on your sunglasses to come off as unidentifiable (and unapproachable)

as passengers poured into the bus, one by one, you thank yourself for your ingenious tactic of going unrecognised. you observed the passengers one by one, carefully spotting your target.

this was when you realized– your eyes may have played a little trick on you (and you may need glasses). turns out: the person you so dreaded to see was not the person you thought after all! you felt a massive weight being taken off your shoulder– knowing you can continue your bus ride in peace.

however, what baffles you is why his identity was the first you associated with the innocent passenger? could that have been some sort of omen?

-

when you reached your stop, you descended the bus and enthusiastically marched towards your cafe. despite the fact that you almost burned your hair off to a crisp, missed the bus twice and maybe almost encountered your worst nightmare– you were thankful because luck seemed to be on your side.

your enthusiastically trotted to your cafe, your arrival being greeted by the sound of the wind-chimes on the door handle, earning weird glances from customers.

you continued your enthusiastic trot behind the counter, where you found sunoo, slouched over a box of oat milk, check board in hand– it was restocking day.

“that bastard has the money to buy 18 cartons of japanese oat milk but not a single cent to raise our pay–dear god please make the world make sense”, sunoo remarked.

“good morning to you too, sun”, you giggle and roll your eyes playfully, hand landing on his back for a friendly pat.

“girl, fuck you mean MORNING, it’s 12:30 PM”, niki sassed, with an eyebrow cocked in apparent protest.

you gave him a quick “shut up” with a sarcastic smile in response, as you put your hair up into a practical ponytail.

“oh yeah– the new staff dude is here today, he’s on toilet duty today though”, sunoo points out, a mischievous smirk creeping onto his face.

“i don’t think he’ll be on toilet duty for long though! mr park seems to really like him and he really knows his way around coffee machines despite being new–”, niki commented, earning an interested “ooh” from sunoo while you just listened, your mind half focused on sorting out transaction receipts at the register.

“oh ya REAL, his latte art just now was so good– how the hell did he manage to make a swan in 30 seconds–”, sunoo added.

“right! like he even did it WHILE talking and chatting with mr jinyoung like what–”, niki gasped, almost as if he had just seen an out of touch celebrity.

ok, now you were intrigued. who is this seemingly OVER PERFECT barista?

“what’s his name?”, you butt in on niki and sunoo’s gossip.

as if on cue, a tall figure appears in your line of vision, rubber-gloved hands occupied with two buckets of cleaning supplies.

suddenly, you felt your world shatter right before you. it was an omen after all, a bad one at that.

“EYOO JUNGWON!”, niki greets the figure standing across you.

nah, you have GOT to be kidding me, you thought to yourself.

you avoided his eyes while the two guys who were previously around you made their way to surround the boy.

“jungwon, this is our FUTURE manager and ace: l/n y/n”, sunoo enthusiastically introduces you to him, dragging him by the arm.

“l/n y/n?”, he asks– suddenly that familiar sick feeling you had on the bus was returning.

you look at him, instinctively at the call of your name, and as if suddenly: a cloud of gloom settled over you two, and you were certain– the storm is just about to arrive.

“nice to meet you, jungwon”, you attempt a civil welcome, only to earn a scoff from the boy.

“alas, we meet again– l/n y/n”, he replies with a smug look on his face.

gasps erupt from your spectators: niki and sunoo, who watch intently at the interaction before them.

your stomach ties itself into knots, your eyebrows furrow and your smile flattens into a line. “great to see you too, yang jungwon”, you retaliate with nothing but pure sarcasm and utter disgust.

yep, the storm has DEFINITELY arrived and sights of sunshine are far, far, from near

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Do You Love Me Baby

Pairing: Biker!Jungwon x reader

Genre: Oneshot

Warnings: cocky, seductive jungwon!!

Word count: 1119

Summary: Jungwon has always had your heart, though you're not quite sure if it's vise versa, he feels like your ride or die, a soulmate, if you will. One night, your feelings bloom for one another like it hasn't before, and Jungwon shows you just how he feels about your presence in his life.

Note: the song I Love You - Young Slo-be inspired me to write this, so go listen to it while reading!! Thank you <3

"I know you love me." Jungwon said with a not so modest smirk, planting his arm onto the brick wall next to your head.

"Yeah? What makes you think that?" You challenged him and looked at him with serene eyes, expression equally as playful.

"Hmm, let's start with the way you look at me. Like this is the last time we'll ever meet;" He stroked your cheek with his free hand, "Or the 'accidental' physical touches. You know I know it's on purpose, right?" Your cheeks flushed soft pink, he was playing with you and your heart. Oh to be his forever ride or die.

"And you still tell me you don't feel a thing, and think I'll believe you?" The red haired boy leaned dangerously close to your face, eyeing your lips.

"But, who am I to doubt you." He leaned away, shrugging like he didn't care. That's what he was so good at, that's what drove you crazy over him. He's constantly pulling you in closer and closer, and just when you think you have him, he slips through your fingers again. But this is how you two played the game, always, since the day you met.

As he stood in a safe distance from you, you immediately caught your breath again, the warmth of his body no longer tangible to your senses.

He looked like an edit to the club music playing in the background, the magenta lights making his silhouette look almost like a sculpture, like he was waiting on you and you alone.

"So, what will it be?" Jungwon put out his hand for you to get a hold of, and before he could pull it back, you grabbed it as he smirked at your keen behaviour.

"Good girl." And with that, you were dragged into the mindless crowd, all dancing and swaying their bodies against each other to the same beat.

With Jungwon, it always felt like time was frozen, like no one else mattered in the whole planet, universe even, it was only you and him, the two of you, for each other. You always got lost in forever with him, he was addicting like the strongest drug. He had such a magnetic presence.

You put your arms around his neck, his hands found your waist ever so softly, moving it around with his digits to the rythm of the song. You would give anything to stay like this till the end of time.

The red haired boy leaned his head into the crook of your neck, closing his eyes as he basked in the vague scent of your expensive cologne, the natural aroma of your hair, and every speck of you. His senses filled up with your presence, as if all of his pheromones reacted with yours. He never felt like this with anyone else before, none of his bike partners, none of his link ups, none of his random one night crushes ever made him feel just as electrified as you. It always came back to you.

Your bodies heated up simultaneously, like the both of you needed more. More of the never ending memories, more of the euphoric nights spent together, more of the innocent touches that sent shivers down your spine, more of each other.

You tilted his head up softly from its resting position, and looked into his eyes deeply. He stared back with lovestruck eyes, you could practically see the hearts flying around in his pupils. Your hands found his nape as you locked your fingers together, and with every second passing, you were one inch closer, feeling his soft breath on your lips. His own found yours, moving it softly against yours. His sweet lips felt like a trophy, a trophy that was finally yours, something you've always longed for.

He smiled attractively into the kiss, causing the butterflies in your stomach to awaken.

"Stop smiling, I can't kiss you properly." You mumbled against his lips with a faux annoyed tone, to which he giggled, his hands never leaving your waistline.

"My bad, mrs. Kiss expert." He joked, earning you to grimace at him madly.

"Wanna ride?" He asked alluringly, and of course, your answer was yes, as always, just like on every night you needed a lift, or just wanted to feel free together with Jungwon, riding in the bustling city, atop of the still waters of the tranquil river.

And so you followed your soulmate outside, grabbing the helmet you picked out with him from a store, and putting it on tightly. You sat comfortably behind him, adjusting in your seat, wrapping your arms around his waist firmly, to grant you safety.

"You ready?" He looked back at you, smiling as he anticipated the ride of your lives.

"Ready." You said back just as excited. The impact of the speed he set off at slightly startled you, your hands grabbing ahold of his shirt more tightly, your head resting on his back as you closed your eyes. He never went this fast before, it was sure an adventure, sort of like a roller coaster.

The adrenaline just kept building and building, and you remembered that one time when he told you that that was the exact reason he loved biking so much. It was something he could never stop doing. And you were someone he'd want to have doing it with him forever.

To him, it felt like you were the missing puzzle piece. You completed him in so many ways, and having you right behind him, enjoying it just as much as he was, made him have feelings he's never had before. Your arms around him never failed to send his heart into overdrive. The motorbike plus you equaled a double shot of adrenaline.

He decided to stop in the middle of the bridge he always liked staring off into the distance from, and you both pulled your helmets off for a breather.

You leaned against the motorcycle that was behind you, and soon after Jungwon decided to frame you against it, his hands resting on the bike, on both sides of your hip.

"You're mine forever now, you know." He tucked the loose strands of hair behind your ears.

"I've always been yours." You corrected him, as your feelings were always present for him only.

He smiled slightly, planting a kiss to the side of your lips, to which you were unable to contain your grin.

His lips found your jaw, then your cheeks, then your neck, and finally your lips, again.

You were free together now. It's only you, him, the night sky, and the thousands of city lights finding you two like the main characters on a theatre stage.

[jaeyunverse]

cat boy

pairing: yang jungwon x fem!reader

wc: 1882

genres: some fluff, mostly crack, enemies to lovers, neighbours au

warnings: profanity

summary: yang jungwon is pissed his cat likes you more than him. or, in which jungwon’s cat plays cupid and sets you up.

note: this is extremely unserious!!!! i only wrote it for funsies but i enjoyed the process a lot :) i hope the fic manages to bring a smile on your face hehe

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There was an angry-looking Yang Jungwon standing at your door.

You didn’t know why he was so pissed. You just knew you didn’t care.

“Your incessant knocking woke me up,” you replied dryly and leaned against the door frame, arms crossing over your chest. “You better have a good reason for ruining my sleep.”

“It’s five in the evening.”

“What’s your point?”

Jungwon’s jaw clenched, and the corner of your lip curled up a smirk. Provoking him was always so satisfying. Always so easy and entertaining.

It was crazy how he was the sweetest person with everyone else but the moment you opened your mouth, he glared at you and looked like he was plotting your death. The discrimination and harsh treatment you’d received from the boy upon moving into your apartment had hurt at first, but you’d soon learnt to take it with a grain of salt.

You’d learnt that it was way more fun to push his buttons and see just how far you needed to take things for him to reach his breaking point.

“Just shut the fuck up and listen to me,” Jungwon snapped, pointing an accusing finger at you. “I need you to stop playing with my cat. Do not touch her. Do not call her name. Do not do the weird fucking meowing thing you do where she meows back at you and you have those god awful meowing conversations. Do not—”

“Oh, yeah,” you interrupted and pretended to deeply think about something. “I think it was just yesterday that Cleo told me you were popping a vein over her liking me more than you. I must say, Yang, you have reached a level of pathetic I didn’t even know existed. Yelling at your neighbour because you don’t get validation from your cat? Tsk.”

Embarrassment and anger coloured the entirety of Jungwon’s face a deep red. “You don’t get it!” he exclaimed. “Cleo keeps clawing at the front door! She doesn’t even want to stay with me anymore. She stares at me with so much resentment because I don’t let her play with you all the time!”

“I’m confused,” you said, your eyebrows furrowing. “Why don’t you let her play with me if that’s why she hates you? Your problem has a very simple solution—”

“But she’s my cat!” he said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He stepped closer to you, desperation evident on his features. “I don’t care if she plays with you, but the more she does, the more she realises that she’d rather have you take care of her.”

“Well,” you sputtered, a little taken aback by how much his cat’s preferences had distraught him. “If it’s any consolation to you, I don’t have the time or resources to look after Cleo, so she has no choice but to stay with you.”

“I don’t know how to make her love me again,” Jungwon mumbled to himself, not having heard you at all. “I know cats aren’t very loyal, but I didn’t think Cleo would dump me after everything we’ve gone through. I pay the landlord more money so she can keep staying with me without having to hide from anyone. I fought—”

“Yang!” you yelled and grabbed his shoulders. He snapped out of his reverie and looked at you in despair. You’d never thought you would feel bad for him, but you found yourself offering, “Do you want me to show you how I play with her? I don’t know why she prefers me over you, but maybe I’m doing something you aren’t. Maybe you’ll know what it is if we play with her together.”

Jungwon nodded eagerly. “Yeah, let’s go.”

“Now?” you asked incredulously. “I have to meet a friend for dinner.”

“Please,” he begged, and you didn’t think you’d ever heard him sound so hopeless before. “Just for ten minutes.”

You hesitated a bit for a moment, but then reluctantly agreed. “Ten minutes.”

Jungwon watched in awe as you interacted with Cleo. He couldn’t remember the last time he saw his ginger Ragamuffin so excited.

“Hey, Cleo,” you cooed, cupping her face in your hands. “How are you doing? How’s the most precious girl in the world doing?”

Cleo purred and leaned into your touch. Smiling, you caressed her cheeks and kissed her nose.

Gathering her in your arms, you stood up. The cat rested her head on your shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I really don’t see Cleo hating anyone,” you said to Jungwon, a small frown settling on your features. “I mean, look at her.”

He sighed and padded towards you, stopping only when he was right beside. His arm brushed against yours. “I don’t get it either.”

And then, as if to prove to you that he wasn’t lying about his cat having something against him, Jungwon lightly petted her.

Cleo’s eyes snapped open and her nails popped out. She pawed at him and he withdrew his hand immediately.

“Oh.”

“I don’t understand why she’s acting this way,” he lamented. “She was good to me until you came along!”

You scoffed in disbelief. “Are you seriously saying this is my fault? Did you even consider the possibility of you being a horrible owner?”

“You did not just say that!” Jungwon looked extremely offended, but you didn’t give a shit. You couldn’t believe he was blaming you for his problems.

“I don’t even need to say anything,” you sneered. “Cleo running away from you to me speaks volumes.”

You saw your neighbour’s jaw clench. His hands curled into fists at his side, and you wondered if you’d gone too far. You know he loved his cat; insinuating that he wasn’t taking good care of her probably hurt.

Besides, you knew it wasn’t true. Jungwon was a huge animal enthusiast. He’d looked after a turtle when he was five and had decided then and there that a career surrounded by animals was what he wanted. He was studying to be a veterinary doctor now.

Before you could open your mouth to apologise, he muttered, “I should have known this was a bad idea.”

Your blood boiled once again. “You really do have a knack for being the most ungrateful asshole anyone could ever come across, Yang.”

In your arms, Cleo meowed and lifted her head from your shoulder, staring daggers at her owner.

“Ungrateful?” Jungwon snorted in disbelief, not noticing the glares the Ragamuffin was sending his way. “You haven’t done anything since you came here! I don’t have shit to be grateful for.”

Cleo growled, and the boy finally acknowledged her anger.

You pointed a finger at Jungwon and fumed, “I take back what I said before. I do see Cleo hating you. You’re a little bitch who—”

“Oh, spare me.” He cut you off with a roll of his eyes, but you paid him no heed and continued,

“Maybe she’d like you better if you liked me better!”

The cat meowed again. The message was very clear. She agreed.

“I do like you...” Jungwon said defensively, but it was a pathetic attempt that convinced no one. Especially not Cleo.

“Yeah, sure.” You let out a humourless laugh. “You’ve obviously been a jerk to me from the very start because you think you’re the unapproachable, dark-haired, broody lead and I’m the sunshine who is supposed to make you open up.”

He gave you a sour look. “You’re not the sunshine.”

“And you’re not the main character you think you are. I’m not going to put up with your attitude anymore. Just stop being a dick and tell me what you have against me.”

Jungwon hesitated for a moment. You watched as he contemplated whether or not to tell you the real reason behind his grudge, and with each passing second, you slowly started to get a good idea of why.

You knew it was going to be something stupid.

He proved you right.

“I was trying to rent the apartment you’re living in. It has a better view and is way bigger. I live with a cat and you live alone—I thought it was unfair that the landlord chose someone who doesn’t even need the space.”

You were speechless for a while. You took your sweet time to wrap your head around the fact that Yang Jungwon was one petty son of a bitch.

“That’s it?” you finally asked. “You hate me because I snagged the apartment you wanted fair and square?”

He didn’t confirm. He didn’t need to.

You exclaimed, “Grow the hell up, Yang! So what if I got it? It’s been six months; move on!”

“You don’t need it as much as I do!” he protested.

“You don’t know that!” you said angrily. “You don’t know me! You never tried to.”

Jungwon opened his mouth to retort, but he didn’t really know what to say. He knew he was the one at fault. Maybe he should have apologised.

Too bad his stubbornness wouldn’t let him go down without a fight.

“It’s not like you ever tried to get to know me either,” Jungwon muttered.

“I brought you home-baked cookies the day I moved in. You said you didn’t want them and shut the door in my face. I invited you to my house-warming party too, but neither did you reply to my email nor show up. You really think I didn’t try to get to know you? To be friends with you?”

Your voice was laced with bitterness, but there were traces of genuine sorrow in it as well. The fire in your eyes from your bickering had winked out and you looked tired.

The boy found his resolve crumbling. Shame and guilt began to build claw at him from the inside. Maybe he had been unnecessarily harsh.

“I—uh..” Jungwon tried, “I’m sorry.”

You raised your eyebrows. “For being so rude to you, I mean, ” he added hastily. “You didn’t deserve it.”

The apology could have been way better but you weren’t going to complain. “Okay.”

Setting Cleo on the floor again, you moved towards the front door of his apartment. “I’ll get going.”

However, before you could turn the knob, Jungwon blurted, “Are—are you free now? Maybe we can hang out and get to know each other?”

“Oh.” You were dumbfounded. Out of all the things you expected him to say, this was not it. “I have to meet a friend tonight. I told you.”

Embarrassment tinted his ears a deep red. “Right,” he squeaked after clearing his throat. “Forget I asked.”

“Well—” you started after a beat of awkward silence— “I won’t be out for that long. Do you wanna come over to watch a movie later?”

“I have to get up early tomorrow.”

You decided that this was clearly not working out—but it wasn’t that bad. So what if Jungwon and you couldn’t hang out? You were on good terms now. That was an immense improvement in your relationship already.

Your neighbour, however, didn’t seem to be in the mood to cut his losses and move on. He tried again, “The weekend?”

You paused. Racked your brain to make sure you didn’t have any other commitments. “The weekend.”

“It’s a date.”

Strangely, you didn’t correct Jungwon. He didn’t take his words back either.

Cleo’s tail swayed in silent approval.

[dolcejwnie]

MENDING HEARTS. Y.JUNGWON

synopsis: in the aftermath of a year marked by heartache, you and Jungwon drifted apart

warning: wanted low caps

genre: jungwon x reader, lovers to enemies, angst

your heart aches, the relentless urge to claw at your chest persisted, a searing ache rising from deep within, crawling up to choke my words. hot, salty tears streamed down, mingling with the strands of your unkempt hair as you lay there, stagnant in your bed the entire day. "please, just say something... anything,"

you pleaded silently, your fingertips tapping anxiously on the unyielding screen of your phone. clutching your favorite blanket tightly, desperate for some semblance of stability, something to cling to amidst this suffocating despair. you detested this overwhelming exhaustion, the weariness that seeped into your bones.

there was only one simple desire from this relationship: to be loved wholeheartedly. yet, after a year, this seemed to be the most elusive part. to be his priority, to hear his voice, to feel his comforting presence, to be missed without always being the one to initiate, to hear those I love you not just during the sex, but in the quiet, mundane moments as well. was it truly such a herculean task? you would have given all of this, you have given all of this, because you love him for no reason other than love itself.

but, no matter how deeply you can love, the absence of equal affection can gnaw away at the soul. eventually, you come to a painful realization: perhaps it would have been better if you had never crossed paths at all, even if he remains the love of your life.

"Jungwon..." the silence echoed back, a hollow reminder of the day you bared your soul to him, only to be met with indifference, to be abandoned in favor of a night out with friends. this day was very significant for you, a triumph of passing a crucial exam you had spoken of for weeks, eagerly anticipating celebrating with your friends and, of course, with him. yet, he forgot. the pain was excruciating.

in the end, you even abandoned your friends, the joy of celebration drowned by the weight of misery. it was then that you decided, silently and resolutely, that this day would be the litmus test for your relationship. a choice presented to Jungwon, whether to board the train and disappear into the distance, or to step out and stand with you at the station. a simple text from him on this day would have sufficed, a lifeline thrown to salvage what remained.

but 12 agonizing hours slipped by in silence, a deafening absence of response.

he made his choice. and in that moment, the reality crashed down upon you like a tidal wave, drowning out any lingering hope. he chose absence, a departure marked not by words, but by the echoing silence of his indifference.

[would you like to block this contact?]

[yes] [no]

[peachy-pink-princess]

Always want you~ Yang Jungwon

Ex boyfriend!Jungwon x gn!reader

Ex's to lovers plot

A/n: this isn't my best to work

WC: 535

Since the break-up things just haven't been the same. As should have been expected, you just didn't think it would hurt as bad as it did. You and Jungwon were together a little bit shy of a year, something you two were looking forward to spending with each other.

Unfortunately, you both simply had very stubborn personalities. Both of you refused to acknowledge your mistakes. The two of you rarely fought, but when you did, it was explosive. And in this instance, a serious misunderstanding was the outcome. You knew right after he said, "I don't know why I'm even with you" that your relationship was over.

Two weeks had passed since the breakup, and as you sat in your apartment and stared out the window, it was raining—and raining rather heavily. You had your TV on, but when you heard a familiar sound, you turned your attention back to it. Enhypen was the topic of the news.

"Yang Jungwon, the leader of the boy band enhypen, is reportedly dating..." You turned it off.

How could he? There was no way he would find someone new so soon. Or maybe that's why you broke up in the first place maybe he was trying to get you to leave him so he could be with someone new. Hundreds of thoughts ran through your head, but deep down as much as you wanted to hate him you still loved him more than you should, you know you would never get him back but part of you wanted to help but still possible.

A knock on your door breaks you out of your thoughts. You didn't want to open the door because you had no reason to and had no idea who it might be. You weren't expecting anyone and thought it was probably just a salesperson attempting to convince you to make a purchase.

"Open the Door, please..." You knew that voice. Now you actually intended on opening the door. You slowly made your way to up taking in a big breath before opening it up. You wanted to ask jungwon what he was doing there but you didn't even get the opportunity. His lips found his way to yours before you can even speak. You could have pushed him off but you missed this so much, he was the best kisser you have ever experienced. The two of you ended up on the couch before breaking the kiss.

As soon as he pulled away it's when you started to remember just what you had seen earlier. It made you feel dirty and you pushed him away. "What are you doing here?" You asked him. The both of you were still trying to regain your breath but he very easily regained his composure. "I know you would have seen what the news said. It's not true. I haven't been able to get you off of my mind. I know it was wrong I should have never said those things to you I was just stuck in my own way. I love you..." Those were the words that you needed to hear. You pulled him back in, this time you were not going to let him go.

[nar-nia]

Hi could you write about the scene in chamber of secrets (Harry Potter) where Harry saved Ginny. But the reader is Ginny who got saved by a Enhypen member ( you can decide which Enhypen member saved the reader)

yes i caaan <33 i'm so sorry it took me a while, i feel like i've gone from one writing slump to another. but i hope you like this!

secrets

warnings: mentions of unconsciousness, memory loss

word count: ~800

~~~

Jungwon couldn’t even begin to describe the relief that washed over him when he saw you sitting in that hospital bed, eyes looking around while your foot was jumping up and down on the ground. It was a big contrast to just hours earlier, when he had found your almost lifeless form on the ground of a cold chamber. The chamber of secrets, as it was called, even though Jungwon would now rather call it the chamber of horrors. And something gave him the feeling that you might think the same.

“Hey,” he mumbled, finally gathering the courage to step closer to you. “How are you feeling?”

Your head whipped around, wide eyes focusing on you. Jungwon tried to ignore the dreadful feeling in his stomach when he saw the dark circles under your eyes and how pale you still were, instead putting a smile on his face when he grabbed a chair to sit down next to you. “You gave us quite a scare.”

“I’m so sorry,” you whispered, refusing to meet his eyes now. “I didn’t mean for all of this to happen, I swear.”

“I know.” Jungwons heart broke a bit when he saw the fear in your eyes. “No one is blaming you for it.”

“They do.” You shook your head. “I can see them staring at me when they walk past the hospital wing.”

“They don’t know what happened yet,” Jungwon tried to reason. “They will understand.”

“Do you?” You finally looked at him, lips pressed tightly together. “Understand?”

“Of course I do.” Jungwon smiled again. “I saw the power he has. I even used the diary myself.”

“You did?” Jungwon was relieved to see that you seemed to calm down a bit, your glance now curious. “I didn’t know that.”

He nodded. “I fell for it too. Anyone would have. So, I could never blame you.”

“Thank you,” you whispered. The two of you sat there for a bit in silence, but it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Especially when Jungwon noticed how your breathing seemed to calm down a bit again and your foot stopped jumping.

“They never told me what happened in that chamber.”

“Oh.” Now it was Jungwons turn to get nervous. “What can you still remember?”

“Nothing… my memory has been messed up for a while now.”

Jungwon nodded, trying to find the right words. He didn’t want to work you up more, so maybe saying nothing would be the best? But you deserved to know the truth.

“This guy used you to open the chamber of secrets,” he finally started.

“They told me that… and that you got me out of there?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “We figured out how to get into the chamber and that’s where I saw you lying. It was scary.”

“I’m sorry,” your voice had started to get shaky. “I really didn’t mean for it all to happen.”

“I know. I would never blame you.” Jungwon reached for one of your hands, softly squeezing it.

“Thank you.”

“I think I should tell you the rest some other time,” he smiled. “The important thing is that we got you back and you’re okay. And that this chamber will be closed.”

“I hope so. I just want to forget about it all.”

“I get that.” He really did, mostly because he himself wanted nothing more than to forget about it too. But there was one small thing that still lingered in the back of his mind…

“This guy said some things in the chamber… about you.”

Your eyes went wide again, your face going pale.

“What did he say?”

“That you wrote your worries in that diary. And that some were about me.”

“Oh.” Your head turned red, your eyes avoiding him again. “I- What about you?”

Jungwon didn’t want to say it. He shouldn’t. But then again… there was a pretty big reason why he should tell you. He took a shaky breath, trying to gain his confidence and ignore his beating heart.

“I like you too, y/n.”

“What?” Jungwon could practically feel you freeze in front of him. “You like me?”

“I like you, y/n.”

“Oh… wow.” Your face was still incredibly red, but now there was also a smile spreading on it. “This was not what I expected.”

“I didn’t expect to be told by a creepy guy that you like me but here we are,” Jungwon chuckled. “You do like me, right?”

“I do.” You took his other hand, the smile on your face only getting broader. “I like you, Jungwon.”

“I like you too, y/n.” Jungwon felt like his heart might burst any moment, especially when he looked at you. He couldn’t stop smiling.

“You know,” you mumbled, “if this is the outcome, I don’t mind getting kidnapped into creepy chambers.”

“Uhm, no.” Jungwon laughed. “I can confess as often as you like but no more kidnapping or creepy guys.”

You joined his laugh, and Jungwon could have sworn his heart actually just exploded. “That sounds perfect.”

~~~

permanent taglist: @maeum-your @suneonu @hoonsmarsbar @soobin-chois @sjyuniverse @taekbokki

[heartsforjngwn]

[ ✧.* ] . . . WHEN YOU GOT LOCKED IN YOUR CLASSROOM. YJW

wc: 248 | warnings: mentions of ass “crying your ass out”. not proofread 🥹 | note: will post a smau soon, enjoy this for now!

lights off and ticking clock, it was a calming ambience if you weren’t shouting and banging on the door. wishing you shouldn’t have slept in class at the very back of the classroom, you sat down on the floor with a huff. suddenly, someone opened the door. the sudden light from the hallway lights flashed in-front of your eyes. at first, you couldn’t make out who was your savior but soon enough you heard their voice and you were able to figure out that your class president, yang jungwon was the one who has saved you from getting stuck inside your classroom for the weekend. softly chuckling, he reached out his arm for you to grab as he helped you stand up. smiling widely at you, he led you out the building and ended up walking you home. “im sorry i forgot about you.” he apologized, blaming himself for your unfortunate experience. “i could’ve woken you up if you just had told me you were going to sleep. i didn’t check by the back lockers so i didn’t notice you, im really sorry.” he apologized once again. a laugh escaped from your lips as you reassured him that you were alright and it wasn’t that bad of an experience (even though you were so close to crying your ass out) giving you a tiny head pat, he sent you off in your house and waved goodbye and wished you a goodnight, soon leaving for his house as well.

© heartsforjngwn — 2023

[misojunnie]

HACKED! ─ yjw. ♪⋆

he’s finally met his match…

profiles 01. science bimbos and art himbos

# y/n ! 1 of 3 in the science baddie trio. a double major in microbiology and immunology, you post selfies on twitter when you’re not in the lab. they call you blossom, like from the powerpuff girls.

# yuqi ! 2 of 3 in the science baddie trio. a mechanical engineering major, she has a bright and sunny aura. you call her bubbles, like from the powerpuff girls.

# soyeon ! 3 of 3 in the science baddie trio. a major in forensic biology, she has a bad attitude and would kill for her friends. you call her buttercup, like from the powerpuff girls.

# jake! 1 of 2 art himbos in your friend group. majoring in fine arts, he loves spiderman, ramen, but he loves you the most. you consider him your best friend (don’t tell the girls).

# sunghoon ! 2 of 2 art himbos in your friend group. double majoring in photography and sociology, sunghoon loves to capture all his memories on his camera. he also gets your group into a lot of trouble.

# profiles 02. | m.list

📂 taglist ! @msxflower @enhacolor @hiqhkey

[khaluisa]

HIS PRETTY DOLL FACE — Scene Two

synopsis: there was a shy boy in your class that everyone around you adored because of his nice personality and pretty face. however, you've always found him strange. you thought that he was too good to be true. but when some weird things started happening around you, things started to change. and so-called nice boy Yang Jung-won made his way to be friends with you.

warnings: slight mention of sexual harassment, inappropriate behavior of teacher, missing person, swearing

word count: 2.9k

previous scene ━ next scene

A tired sigh fell from your mouth. The cause behind your sigh was none other than your class president, Yang Jung-won. From Monday to the whole week, he wouldn't leave you alone and you were fed up with his teasing.

Jung-won's teasing was tolerable before, but since the arcade, it became much worse. Surprisingly, the arcade thing went nicely much to your liking. You two got a little closer because of that, but not that close because you still hated the boy's gut. The awkward tension between you two now has gone, Jung-won acted more freely around you, in other words, now he's annoying you all the time.

Due to that, you're here, on the school's roof, taking a rest from all the stressful things that caused you headaches.

Stepping closer to the roof's edge the wind gently blew your face, it's like all the worry now has gone.

You were relaxing until you heard the rustling sound behind your back. Looking back surprisingly, there stood a tall boy with a charming face. He was too, didn't expect another person to be here, looked a bit surprised. Nonetheless, his face expressed a smile.

He walked to you and took a spot beside you, his boyish smile still present on his face.

━"Are you going to skip classes?"

━"Tempted to do that, but sadly I can't. You?"

You nodded while answering his question and looked at him. Looking at him, he was quite tall, maybe around six feet? And he has these moles that complimented his face. You're not gonna lie the boy was an attractive one.

━"Yeah, I'm usually here most of the time. School sometimes too much for me to handle."

The boy beside you now was turned towards you and leaned down to meet your height. The gesture had offended you, nevertheless, you didn't express your offense.

━"By the way, I didn't catch your name, miss. I'm Ri-ki."

You shook his extended hand while introducing yourself. After that, the conversation went smoothly. Apparently, Ri-ki was an immigrant who came here when he was a child. Despite him saying he's an anti-social person, the boy was energetic and fun to be around.

As time passes, you two were so into your talking that you didn't even notice that the break was coming to an end. When the bell rang, you ended your conversation and bid goodbye to your new friend.

It seems coming out on the roof to relieve stress was a great idea.

There was a tiny joy for Jung-won that seeing you all being feisty whenever he was around. Furrowed eyebrows, narrow eyes, pouty lips, and snarky remarks. Indeed it was such a pleasure to see you like that. You were usually a quiet person, and because of that, he loved the extra attention that you gave to him.

He would literally brighten seeing you from afar. The way your figure walks like a penguin is so adorable vision to him. Although half of his year's girls crushed him, he has his eyes only set on you.

But now, even though he had seen you, he didn't like the view. You were standing with an unfamiliar tall boy in front of you. Some stranger that smiled at you so adoringly gave an uneasy feeling to him. As the seconds passed, Jung-won's face grew darker.

When he was just about to make his way towards you, you parted with the unknown boy. Your smile-adorned face didn't lighten his mood.

━"Who was that?"

You were quite startled at the sudden question.

━"What the hell, Jung-won? You scared me!"

In your response, his frown had deepened. Ignoring the surroundings, the pout on his lips became slightly visible.

━"Y/n, don't make me repeat."

Even though you hated to admit it, you found the boy's whiny voice endearing. It was cute, Yang Jung-won was cute.

Trying not to gather people's attention you told him about your new friend. A boy with such a captivating smile.

━"So his name is Ri-ki?"

━"He's from the other class. A few days ago we had a little chat on the roof. Ri-ki is a nice guy, there's nothing for you to be worried about."

With your said last sentence, Jung-won perked up at you. Earlier his little glare was now replaced by a look of surprise. Jung-won's duality always made you astonished. But when you think about it, with that insane duality, he fooled almost everybody in this school.

━"Recently you're being so overprotective to me, I could sense it from a mile, Jung-won."

━"Is that so?"

You snorted at his question. He would literally glare at all the guys that went near to you. There wasn't anything going between you two, but the way that Jung-won was acting, made you think otherwise.

In the cafeteria, at one table, four individuals sitting in painfully uncomfortable silence.

All you want was peaceful lunchtime. But not everything goes as planned, so here you are sitting between Jung-won and Ri-ki that glaring at each other. Across you, Su-noo with an amused grin, he sure was having fun looking at the three of you.

━"I was hoping for privacy with y/n."

Ri-ki broke the silence, following hiss escaping from Jung-won's mouth.

━"If you don't like having us here, go somewhere else dude. No one wants you here anyway."

With Jung-won's harsh saying, Ri-ki pouted at you. You sent him an apologetic look, furthermore don't know what to do.

Su-noo, who had been silently watching the bickering, finally spoke.

━"I too actually was wished for an alone lunchtime with y/n. But looking at it lately, our y/n-ie became such popular with boys. Even her dearest friend can't get a peaceful time with her."

Although a moment ago he was chuckling at the boys that fighting over your attention, now his face had turned into a serious one as he finished his sentence.

━"If you two just going to tire her out, I suggest you go to another person. I mean, there's plenty of people out there."

Now your friend was glaring sharply at the two people beside you.

━"And since she's nice, she probably won't tell you, so I'll tell you on her behalf. Know your place, y/n is not a person that you could just fool around with."

The silence afterward was deafening. While y/n shut her mouth, Jung-won just sat there with wide eyes. Ri-ki, on the other hand, has no facial expressions.

Su-noo usually wasn't like this, he was known as cheerful for his bubbly personality around his grade. So Jung-won naturally thought that the y/n's so beloved best friend would naturally give his blessing to him. However, the unwelcoming words that Su-noo spat had him caught off guard.

As you shoot your friend a knowing look, Su-noo just shrugged his shoulders and continued to converse with the two boys beside you as if nothing happened. Now the glare had already been replaced with his usual foxy smiling eyes. It's as if he wasn't looking dagger at them a while ago.

━"Now thinking about it, the next period is chemistry, right? Did you two done with your group assignment?"

Your best friend's question caught you off guard when you remembered the day that Han-sol had ditched you. Just thinking about it makes you internally groan.

━"Yeah, kind of a made it work all by myself, and besides..."

Now your inner vision has changed Han-sol into your chemistry teacher, you just wanted to bang yourself into the table.

Seeing you all frowny, made the boys confused. Then it seems Su-noo has figured out what was going on in your head, sighed, "No offense, but that old fart really needs to keep his hands to himself."

At Su-noo's response, Jung-won questioned what was going on between you two and the teacher Cha.

━"It's just that... teacher Cha is quite touchy."

Hearing your little voice, Jung-won furrowed his eyebrows. He had never heard of this before and he thought that everything is fine under his control what happens in the class, but apparently, he was wrong though.

━"Can't you just report him?"

In Ri-ki's question, a sigh came out of Su-noo's mouth, he explained that he tried but to his defeat, y/n didn't let him do it. Now Jung-won's glaring directed to y/n, he wanted some explanation from her.

━"Even if I report him, the school governors wouldn't do anything about it anyway, they love their reputation so much."

Jung-won's glare softened a little at your words, now his hands were gently caressing yours.

━"I will be sure to do something about it, okay?"

The boy on your left, Ri-ki also tries to lighten your mood a little bit, telling you some reassuring words with a little smile.

Now in your classroom, you looked at Jung-won confusingly as he seated himself beside you. Just when you were about to question his action, he shushed you.

━"From now on, this is my sit. If you have any problem with it, please put your complaint over there."

━"Jung-won, that's a trash bin."

You looking confused as you look at him and him proudly replying at your remark, "Exactly."

If it weren't for your science teacher entering the classroom, you would have protested about how Jung-won used his power to his advantage. You sighed as you looked at your teacher and handed out your assignment.

Later your class started as usual and went on peacefully, so you assumed that your creep teacher wouldn't pull any weird moves on you.

At the end of the class, before you were glad about nothing had happened, your teacher had called you, only you, in his room.

Just the thought of you being in his room all alone with him had creeped you out. The smile that used to make him look nice now sent a shiver down your spine. You couldn't form a response as he looked at you expectantly. The distress that going on in your head was indescribable.

The voice that sounded next to you had made you come back to reality. Hearing his voice, all of your anxiety is now gone. His soft voice has comforted you.

━"Teacher! If you don't mind, I want to go with y/n too. There's some formula that I wanted to ask you."

There was a swift change to your teacher's face when he heard Jung-won, he stared at him blankly for a moment as if thinking about how to decline his request, but nevertheless he allowed him to come.

Trying to not be noticed by others, a subtle sigh of relief escaped your mouth. Being thankful to the boy beside you, you sent him a small smile.

Jung-won returned your smile, one of his hands reassuringly grabbing yours while his other one pulled you closer to himself by your waist as he leads you out of the classroom.

A part of you is worried about what happens next, but on the other side, you were a little relieved that Jung-won is with you. Maybe you were feeling like this because you were scared, you didn't really know.

There was definitely a feeling of reassurance when you were with Jung-Won. When he smiled at you tenderly, grabbing your waist tightly like now, and when he whispered these teasingly yet sweet words to your ears. You hated to admit it, but you couldn't get enough of his gestures.

Everything felt sickeningly sweet to you until Jung-won stopped in his track. Much to your dismay, he retreated his hand that was on your waist. Wondering what happened, you looked ahead and saw Ri-ki standing in front of you conversing with Jung-won.

You couldn't hear what they were talking about so quietly, so when you were about to question their conversation, Jung-won had pushed you softly toward the taller boy. Before you ask what's going on Ri-ki slightly hugged you as he opened his mouth to speak, "Mind if I borrow some of your time, miss?"

Before you could answer, Jung-won opened his mouth, "I'll handle the teacher Cha. You can go ahead and spend some time with Ri-ki, okay doll?"

There was a slight disappointment that you were parting with Jung-won, but you didn't really want to meet your science teacher, so you nodded your head compliantly.

When you two parted with Jung-won, Ri-ki couldn't help but notice your little sadness. So him being a brat decided to tease you about it.

You try to ignore the boy's teasing as you try to keep a straight face, unfortunately, failing miserably.

━"You two didn't even let me speak! Tossing me like some kind of an object as you decided to what to do about me."

Only if Ri-ki knew that teasing you would make you annoyed instead of a blushing mess. He sighed as he didn't get the reaction he wanted from you.

━"Look y/n. We are sorry that we didn't consider your opinion, but the two of us wanted nothing but the best for you, so please," he gently grabbed your hand as he looks at you, "forgive us, hm?"

He being genuinely sincere with his words makes it impossible for you to not forgive him. So you sighed and to let him know that you forgave him, you held his hand back as you intervened your fingers with him.

Everything felt perfect to you.

Today you have welcomed this morning in a wonderfully good mood. Not to mention, everything seemed to work out in your favor. So that's why now you're walking happily to the school as you hum a song in your mouth.

As you descend the path where there is no one but you, you see a black cat staring at you. You couldn't help but felt alarmed as the black cat stares right at your face.

Didn't want to break your delightful mood from the morning, you decided not to think much and went in the direction you were going.

When you approached your classroom, you noticed that unfamiliar people were roaming around your class. Not knowing what's going on you decided to simply step in and ask Jung-won about it, after all he's the class president.

Just when you step into the classroom, one of your classmates points at you saying, "She's the girl that was called to the Cha teacher's room yesterday."

Confused at the girl's remark you looked at the person she was talking to. A middle-aged man with a piercing gaze. For some reason, the gaze had made you uncomfortable. Unconsciously, you stared at him and when Jung-won spoke you looked away.

━"Actually, me and her went together, but in the middle, something came up, so I went to his room alone."

The unknowing guy nodded at his word and finally spoke, "For now, you two both come out, we have questions for you two."

You still don't understand what's going on, but you decide to obey and leave the classroom. At the corner of your eye, you spotted your best friend looking at you concerned. Didn't want to make Su-noo worry about you, you smiled at him soothingly and left.

Came out in a school hallway, you followed the adults with Jung-won. You didn't know where you were going, so at least you wanted to know about the situation.

Looking at your puppy-like curious face, Jung-won got the sign and began to explain it to you with a low voice, almost like a whisper.

━"Teacher Cha was reported as missing this morning. According to these people, they can't contact him and teacher Cha is just gone like a stone thrown into the water."

━"So you mean, there's no other person than us that saw him last?"

━"Unfortunately, yes."

You groaned at Jung-won's answer. Everything was going well and suddenly this happened. You do feel bad for your teacher even though he's that kind of person, but you knew the thing that coming to you will be hectic as hell.

After all the interrogation that lasted a whole day, you let out a cry of exhaustion. You thought it wouldn't take long. Oh, how you were wrong.

Now you're munching at your food hungrily as the other three guys discuss what happened in the interrogation room.

━"That scum had a wife?!"

Su-noo exclaimed loudly while Ri-ki shoot him a dirty look.

━"I mean, I'm sorry for what happened to teacher Cha, but━" Then he lowered his voice as he stares at them blankly, "It must be karma though, he totally deserved it."

━"What he did is unforgivable, but I don't think this kind of thing should have happened to him," Jung-won tells as he sighs then, "Due to that we got involved in this mess without doing anything."

When the mood became dull Ri-ki clapped his hands trying to lighten, "Now now guys, don't be so pessimistic. I'm sure your teacher will be found soon. So you all be patient and wait."

Su-noo nodded his head agreeing "Ri-ki's right! Don't be gloomy you two! I'm certain he's somewhere too wasted to go back home."

You deadpanned at him, "Weren't you talking about some sort of karma just now."

Him mirroring your expression, "I'm still thinking he deserved it."

The other two are chuckling at your bickering as you two clown yourselves. The missing teacher was now long forgotten.

author's note: hello bubs! I actually didn't expect the first scene would get this much attention, and I didn't expect my followers would doubled too :o thank you all! I really appreciate it, loves qwq

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