#jungwon x yn

[stariikis]

𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐰𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩

synopsis ; going off my older fic engraving on my wrist , jungwon is late for a 'date', but you don't suspect the underlying reason behind his tardiness.

pairing ; idol!jungwon x trainee!reader genre ; fluff, situationship, getting together, oneshot wc ; 834

You’re not very sure why Jungwon would ask you out to a nearby café just to be thirty minutes late and leave you waiting. But you trust the process. 

Is it too late to cancel the ‘date’, and go back to the company? You’re growing incredibly sick of the countless camera flashes directed your way. Of teenage girls, fluorescent bangle bracelets adorning their wrists and idol photocards clasped to their school-bags, coming up and asking for your signature. Is Jungwon late or is he not coming? 

Your frantic messages go unread even when you check your phone for the millionth time. It’s not very ideal in the situation, but your mind starts to go into a frenzy. What if something happened to Jungwon? What if it’s my fault, what if I did something wrong? But I can’t have, can I, if I’m just sitting here waiting for a date? 

A date. You almost laugh out loud. What are you even thinking? He still hasn’t asked you out and here you are, foolishly believing it’s a date. 

Date, date, date… it’s all Jungwon’s fans can think about. Because of their influence, it’s all you can think about too. It doesn’t mean you don’t feel guilty when the thought of Jungwon taking you out crosses your mind, though. It’s like you’re desperate, or something. The beginning of a scowl prods at your lips – at fourteen, you vowed never to be the desperate one, after comforting your best friend through a difficult break-up. 

Sneaking a glance down at his initials on your wrist, you start to contemplate getting up and going for dance practice with your trainee friends instead. Oh, the scolding you’ll give Jungwon when he finally answers your texts… he’s going to wish he never even said hello to you, that first day when you showed up to the company, freshly fifteen. What kind of stupid reason for being tardy will he give this time, you wonder? 

Just as you’ve given up on waiting for him and started to get ready to leave, thunder rumbles loudly outside. Whipping your head around to check the only window in the quaint café, your heart sinks. Raindrops strike the clouded glass, each one a representation of the shards of panic stabbing you. 

How are you going to leave now? You’re never going to listen to the morning radio’s weather forecasts anymore. Next time, you’ll be guaranteed to bring a damn umbrella around. This day isn’t going very well for you, is it? 

While you’re sulking, slumped over your table-for-two hopelessly, you don’t notice Jungwon bursting through the door and coming up to you. He is completely drenched from head to toe, brown cotton trench coat not doing much to block out the rain. A small puddle of wetness forms on your shirt as he taps your shoulder. 

“Sorry,” he says sheepishly when you turn your head in confusion. “The line at the bakery was super long.” 

You blink at him, dumbfounded, as he hands you a huge plastic bag with assorted breads. A couple beads of rain drip down the sides. 

“I’m really craving bread,” you whine, flopping down onto the wooden ground during one of your breaks. Jungwon pulls the beanie off his head and sits down beside you with a tiny grunt. 

“Bread? That’s a really weird craving,” he teases you, craning his neck to seek agreement from Sunoo and Riki, who’ve joined you that day for dance practice. They simultaneously glare daggers at Jungwon as if saying they don’t want to get involved, and so Jungwon turns his attention back to you. “What kind of bread, though?” 

Is what he asks innocently, as if he hasn’t just taunted you for wanting to eat it. 

“The one with strawberry paste inside. I haven’t tried it myself, but I heard it’s super go-” 

“IT REALLY IS SUPER GOOD!” Sunoo slides over and interrupts, truly the foodie of his group. “You should try the blueberry paste one too! And the new one where they put raspberry bits into the dough…” 

You snap out of the memory and unwrap the plastic bag, checking what’s inside. Sunoo’s list of recommendations are all inside, and some extras that Jungwon knows are your favourites. It’s so out of the blue and sweet of him that it makes you laugh. 

“This is why you’re late, isn’t it?” You mutter, feigning annoyance. 

He looks down at his shoes, looking ashamed. “Maybe. Sorry if they’re soggy. I didn’t have an umbrella because I believed the stupid weather forecast this morning.” And he looks utterly dejected about it.

How cute. 

“It’s okay,” you pull him into a gentle hug, patting his back soothingly. “It’s the thought that counts.” 

Take that, delusionalists in the crowd here. Jungwon is mine! 

“But…” Jungwon moves his head closer to your ear, and you get the eerie feeling something is coming. You’re proved correct as he hesitates, then whispers lowly, “but now how am I going to properly ask you out?” 

thanks for reading! if there are any other tropes or members you want me to write about you can send in an ask or comment here~ i'm very bored so i'll write pretty much anything sfw

[nwjws]

when you break something important to him - yjw 🎐

; pairing - idol!jungwon x gf!reader

; synopsis - you didn't mean to break jungwon's ipad, and he didn't mean to let all his stress and anger out on you.

; tags - fluff, angst? one shot, ; warnings - swearing, jungwon gets pretty mad, but he also ends up begging for your forgiveness, not proofread so there may be typos/grammar errors and other things i missed

; wc - 2.1k

; author's corner! this was requested! not my best work, but i hope u enjoy! :)

you're in deep shit.

staring at the broken screen of your boyfriend's ipad, you know you're in trouble.

with jungwon's schedule packed with practice and shows, you decided you wanted him to come back to a clean and tidy home. so you used the spare key he'd given you to enter the boy's dorms and do them a favour.

upon opening the door, you were met by the sight of clothes spread around the floor, piled on top of each other. unwashed dishes sat in the sink, and- is that a receipt from something sunghoon bought two months ago?

yeah, you had your work cut out for you.

taking a deep breath in, you mentally prepare yourself for the next hour or two.

you got through it though, and seeing the place get cleaner made you feel proud of yourself. it's like the dorms suddenly increased in space, with the lack of clothes and displaced furniture littering the rooms.

you only had to polish the surfaces though. so you'd been wiping the dining table absent mindedly, thinking about how jungwon would react once he saw the place. maybe you could even pull a few kisses out of him.

but you should have paid more attention, and you would have noticed his ipad sitting on the side of the table.

the device fell to the tiled floor with a loud crack, having fallen on its corner before flopping onto it's screen. you'd knocked it off the edge.

a gasp escapes you, and you quickly knelt down to inspect the damage.

the corner had been scratched, the damage seeping into black at the corner of the actual screen. a crack striked through the screen, and colourful lines lit up rather than the lockscreen when you turned it on.

god, how did it even manage to get that bad? you hadn't thought the fall was that bad at first. clearly you made a misjudgment.

panic seized through you as you realised how important the device was to your boyfriend, using it in his practices almost every day. and now it was sitting in your hands, broken and unusable.

your hear the door unlock and voices filtering in.

perfect timing, you groan in your head.

"oh- y/n?" you hear jungwon's voice shout in surprise, the happiness in his voice making you apprehensive.

"hi..." you greet him weakly, trying to hide the broken ipad behind your back.

"wow, you cleaned up the place?" riki gasped. "it's amazing!"

"i wish i had a girlfriend who'd do this for me," heeseung chuckles, placing his bag on the table.

"oh my god, what's this?" you hear sunoo gasp from behind you.

you quickly spin around, turning to look at him, while the device stayed behind your back. you and the boy stare at each other with wide eyes, and you're about to say something, when jungwon speaks up.

"y/n... what happened here?"

only then do you realise that you'd forgotten jungwon was right behind you after turning to face sunoo.

"i... accidentally knocked it off the table..." you admit hesitantly. "it happened just before you guys entered."

"ah..." jungwon sighed, taking the ipad from your hands.

you gulped as you watched him check the device, before deeming it completely useless, seeing as it couldn't even show the screen.

he gave heeseung a look, who then signalled the others to go to their rooms. they didn't want to see their leader angry after a long and tiring day on stage.

"look at this... do you even realise how stupid that was? how am i supposed to practice tomorrow?" jungwon says to you, pinching his nose bridge.

"i know... i'm so sorry. i should have been more careful."

"yeah you have! i just wanted to come home and rest today, you know? but now i have something else to deal with after a busy day."

"i'll buy you a new one," you offer.

"no, i just- i don't want to talk about this right now. not to you," he shakes his head and turns away, opening his phone to text his manager. "it might have been better if you never came in the first place."

you're shocked. you understood that he had a tiring day dancing - that's why you wanted to try and lift some weight off his shoulders. but is he seriously disregarding your own efforts?

"are you being for real right now?"

"yes i am, why wouldn't i be?" he challenged. "i just spent all day on stage, using up all my energy, and i come home just wanting to sleep but instead i have another problem to deal with?!"

"i just wanted to help you!"

"i didn't need your help! it did less for me than you thought," he shouts.

"you aren't the only one working your ass off all day! i also have my own job, and still decided to go here straight after to clean up the dorm - which, by the way, was so messy?! it's like you guys don't know how to clean up after yourself."

"you know we don't have time! isn't that why you wanted to help?"

"oh, so you're twisting my words on me now, huh? i spent two hours cleaning the floors, the dishes, i even washed the clothes just laying around! you seriously didn't have enough time in your packed schedule to just put a piece of clothing back in your closet? you just let it pile up like garbage!" you huffed out.

"if you're just gonna shout at me, leave! you know how much this is going to set me back? if you didn't break my ipad i could easily do my work with no problem," he yells at you.

"i can't believe you right now. you're letting a stupid device - which i obviously broke by accident allow you to ignore everything else i did? to get in between us?" you stare at him with exasperation in your voice. you want to cry, and it physically hurts having to stop the sobs from escaping your throat.

"what?" his tone shifts from an angry to a more dejected one.

"i know your ipad is important, and i had planned to get you a new one because of it. i just wanted to take a burden off your back. but if i'm clearly not doing enough, then i guess i wasted my time here."

you pick up your own belongings and make your way towards the exit.

"wait-" he grabs your wrist, but you shake him off.

"i'm leaving, like you asked. sleep well jungwon, you clearly need it."

.

jungwon hadn't left you any missed calls or texts the next day. and you hadn't really expected him to.

in your time dating him, you had learned that it was best to give him some time to process things. then you'd start pestering him to talk about it after a day or so - you two always came out of your arguments stronger this way.

by the time his first attempt at talking to you again came - a call at 10pm, of all times - you decided. decided that you wouldn't make this easy for him, not when he made it hard for you the other night.

so you ignored the call. sat and stared at your screen, waiting for him to stop.

when he did, you turned your phone off and watched some new series on your tv until you fell asleep peacefully.

the next morning, you woke up and found that your boyfriend had tried to call you five more times, but went right to voicemail since your phone was off. you also received the 20 messages he had sent.

still, you resisted the urge to reply, and went off to the store.

again, jungwon tried calling you throughout the day, when he presumably had breaks during practice. every time your phone lit up and rang that familiar tone, your fingers itched to press answer and accept his apology and offer for a date out on the town. but you persisted in your resolve to keep him on his toes. he's going to have to grovel for your forgiveness.

after picking out a new ipad, you paid and left the store with the box in your hands. you fished your phone out of your pocket and finally turned your phone off again, so his incessant calls would stop disturbing your peaceful shopping (read: everyone was giving you weird looks for not answering the ringing of your phone).

someone should give you an award for not giving into your strong urges to do so.

looking at the time, you think jungwon's probably leaving practice now. no doubt he'd find you soon, if he wasn't already on the way.

is it unfair? you ask yourself, but you know the answer is no. jungwon had been completely unreasonable during the argument. you understood he was tired and how important the tablet was to him, but it didn't give him an excuse to overlook everything else you did. to shout at you like that, over something stupid like a cracked screen, none the less.

okay... maybe it was more than a cracked screen. you should apologise for it again.

"y/n!" ah, there he is.

you turn to see the face of your lovely boyfriend, who's been chasing you all day.

"jungwon." he ran up to you, panting, but not giving himself time to breathe when he took your hands in his.

"please, y/n. i'm sorry, really," he started, staring at you with those wide, beautiful eyes. "i know i was harsh, and it was stupid. you did so much for me, a big favour, and i had the audacity to react like that. over an ipad!" he laughed.

"i'm literally the biggest idiot on earth. in the whole universe. you're amazing, you know? i feel like you give me way more than i give back to you. so i want to show you how sorry i am.

"let's go watch the latest movie at the cinema tomorrow. it's on me. and then, i'll ask for some time off so we can go to that butterfly garden 20 minutes away - i'll try to catch some for you. not that they'd be as pretty as you, though."

you watched as he gradually lowered to his knees, looking up at you with pleading eyes. you quickly pulled him back up, shaking your head.

"don't- don't beg for my forgiveness," you sigh. "i understand. i'm sorry too, for breaking your ipad. so i got you this-" you handed him the bag that held his new ipad. his jaw dropped as he took it from you, gaping back at you.

"thank you..." he trailed off softly. in disbelief.

"this doesn't mean i forgive you just yet, though," you harrumphed. "you'll have to work harder. that butterfly garden does sound nice."

jungwon smiled and followed as you began walking away, arms folded.

"i'll bring you to that cat cafe downtown," he said, trying to take your hand in his, but you refused.

"even if you're allergic to them?"

"i'll just take my meds," he shrugged nonchalantly. "as long as you're happy. i know you love their little calico."

you gasp, remembering the adorable cat from the cafe. "i miss him so much! can we go now?"

"you have your own cat! me!" he pouted, going in front of you to stop you.

"well, it seems like my 'own kitty's' been misbehaving," you rolled your eyes playfully.

"i know, i know! i'm sorry. i'll bring you there right now."

jungwon called for a driver, who picked you two up and dropped you off at the cat cafe.

you failed to keep your snickers to yourself as you watched him sit in your booth, sniffing and rubbing at his (now red) nose, while you played with the cute little cats.

the corners of your mouth tug upward when you see him open the case you had bought, which you had customised at the store to have your lipstick stains all over it. he immediately ran to you and snaked his arms around your waist, hoisting you up into the air, and spinning you around while shouting 'thank you, i love you'.

"i love you too," you laugh as you kiss him on the cheek, leaving another mark on his face, identical to those on his new ipad's case.

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[piakae]

babys-breath ☆— k. jungwon

synopsis ➔ jungwon decides to make a bouquet for you.

pairing ➔ florist!jungwon x fem!reader

genre ➔ fluff!!!

word count ➔ idk why i put this here

warnings ➔ stressed jungwon, incest NOT BETWEEN THEM OMG

a/n ➔ can’t spell jungwon without win. or whatever

The oak wood table with splinters and thorns sticking out of it rests under Jungwon’s gloved hands, flowers of all shapes, sizes, and shades popping out of various baskets around him. His laptop, that was over decorated with brand stickers, was displaying an unknown website’s article about flower’s meanings and messages.

You’d think he knew all about it, working as a florist and all. But when he curated custom orders and new arrangements for the week, he either copied photos or did exactly what the customer wanted.

Something about this arrangement caused a drop of sweat to appear, his fingers to rake through his already messy hair, and hands to shake with uncertainty.

It was for you.

Only yesterday were you watching a romcom in class, fangirling over the beautiful bouquet that the male lead gave to the female lead, all while Jungwon was critiquing the colours and choice of flowers that the man chose.

The boy on the screen, his name was Tim, totally blew his first confession, something Jungwon had visually cringed at.

You blow some hair out of your eyes, the strands distracting you from the drama, also leaning in closer to the screen. Jungwon’s cologne tricked you into thinking that’s how the male lead smelt, and the smell of your shampoo tricked Jungwon into thinking that’s how the female lead smelt.

‘Tim, I told you that we can’t be together.’

‘Why? Tiffany, you are the only one for me.’

‘Tim–‘

‘Tiffany, please–‘

You both inch closer, practically connected at the hip.

‘We’re cousins, Tim!’

Jungwon smiled at the memory of your disgusted face, deciding that he needed to get this bouquet over and done with before the sun went down, hoping to get it to you that afternoon. He let out an anxious sigh and eyed the several flowers surrounding him, feeling like he was about to be ransacked by some daisies and roses.

His eyes shined against the sunset cutting through the stores windows, a perfect bouquet held in front of him. It was the fifth one he made. First was too yellow, second was too big. Third was just sad (he then decided to buy a coffee), fourth was too happy. Fifth was insanely large.

This one was perfect. Yellow, orange, pink, white flowers perfectly clustered and spread, wrapped in newspaper because he ran out of plastic wrap and tissue paper on his fourth try. Jungwon bit his lip, nodding his head in pride.

He grabbed his bag with his fresh clothes, locked the store, then unlocked it because he forgot the bouquet, then locked it again.

“Jungwon?” Your voice rings out, pausing him in his steps. He shoved the bouquet behind him and looked up at you nervously. Fiddling with the stems behind him, he turns.

“Hey Y/n.” As you look him up and down, never seeing him in his uniform before, he suddenly realised he may have others things to be concerned about. “I’ve just- uh- finished my shift.”

You seemed to be returning from the library, still clad in your school uniform. Still beautiful to him.

You nod with a small smile, leaning to peak behind him. A baby’s breath flopped down, as did you smile.

“Are those flowers for someone?”

“What flowers?”

“The ones behind your back?”

He looked over his shoulder to the bouquet, and put his lips into a thin line. Your hair had perfectly fallen, one piece of it in your face that you promptly blew away. It reminded him of the drama, your concentration, your reaction to the disastrous confession. He did not want to be the Tim in this situation, especially the cousin part.

“These… are for you.”

You blinked, “What?”

“You liked the bouquet from that drama we were watching, the one with the cousins- you know how it was like terrible and weirdly incest-“

“-Yes! Yes I know, Won.”

He sighed and smiled, “So I made you this.�� Jungwon brought it out from his back and nervously darted his eyes between the flowers and your reaction. A soft smile crept up onto your eyes, a shade of pink painting your cheeks.

“Thank you Jungwon.”

You stepped towards him and took the bouquet, smelling them, eyes glittering.

“This is amazing. You’re way better than Tim.” Your heart thumped at his laughter, and Jungwon looks down to where you’ve slipped your fingers with his too smoothly, blushing like crazy. “And I’ll give you extra brownie points if you pay for my muffin, we’re going to the café.”

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[yyawnjun]

HOPELESS

florist!jungwon x catcafèbarista!yn

summary: yang jungwon, a young passionate florist, forgot at the cat cafè the boquet that he made for his friends, niki. will jungwon be able to take back the bouquet, or he will end up getting lost in the gaze of the beautiful café barista, yn?

one shot smau ; fluff!! ; no warnings ; ignore the times pls ; @kflixnet ; likes, comments and reblogs are really appreciated!!

[dangowon]

title » boyfriend hcs !

pairing » yang jungwon x gn!reader

requested? » yes

genre » fluff

word count » 1.2k (kind of got carried away)

a/n » i'm really sorry for not having posted for so long, i've been busy with school. i lost the request for this since the person deactivated, so i can't link it to the post :( but either way, i hope you enjoy this <3

✧ jungwon is the sweetest person ever, and he'd be even sweeter as your boyfriend

✧ as a leader, jungwon is expected to be on his best behaviour and he's expected to show maturity. with you though, he feels comfortable enough to show more of his child-like side, and it's apparent in the way he whines when you don't give him attention or how he swings your intertwined hands forward and back while you walk.

✧ when you're offering him some of your food, he'll expect you to be handfeeding him and if you're not, he'll pout until you do. at the beginning of your relationship, he found these things 'embarrassing', but as time went by, he was able to be his true self around you.

✧ fancy dates aren't really his thing (although he wouldn't mind it for a special occasion like your anniversary), so most of your dates are spontaneous and unplanned. sometimes when you can't sleep, you two will go on walks in the nearby park and enjoy the peace and quiet.

✧ he also loves picnic dates so much, he'll make sure it's perfect for you; he'll bring bowls of cut-up fruit that are shaped into hearts, your favourite sandwiches (jay helped him make them, but you don't have to know that) and pastries from a cafe that you both visit often.

✧ he didn't think he would love stargazing with you as much as he does, but it feels so natural for you two to lie down and talk while admiring the night sky. though secretly, he'll stare you while you're busy counting the stars present that night despite there being too many. because to him, no star will ever be more beautiful than you are.

✧ due to his busy schedule, it's common that you can't see him that much during the day. to compensate for that, he'll spam you with selfies of him doing random things like drinking water or he'll bring his face really close to the camera, open his eyes wide and lowkey jumpscare you.

✧ he will also update you with whatever happens during his day — you'll get texts talking about him seeing a new restaurant that opened up and saying that you two should try going there, or him saying how he saw a cute cat on the street and pet it despite his allergies.

✧ he can't shut up around you. like, at all. during comeback season, he will do exactly what the company told him not to do and literally tell you every detail. he shows you the whole choreography and sings the song to you because he's just so excited.

✧ he does well with balancing his work as an idol and taking care of himself, but when the pressure, fatigue and stress hit him all at once, he can't help but feel under the weather. he'll try to act like he's fine, but you can tell in the way his movements are more sluggish and by the dark circles underneath his droopy eyes.

✧ sometimes people forget that he's young, and shouldering so many responsibilities every single day is hard on him. he feels safe when he's with you, he feels safe when you open your arms for him to lay between and lend him your shoulder to cry on when he needs it.

✧ the way you rub his back gently while whispering sweet words into his ear is everything he needs to feel whole. he doesn't like showing vulnerability, but he's beyond glad that he has you by his side, constantly reassuring him that things will be fine.

✧ of course he'll be there for you as well when you need it, he always is. if you're feeling sad, he'll drop whatever he's doing to comfort you, kissing your forehead and asking you what's wrong. even if you don't want to talk about it, he'll do whatever it takes to see your pretty smile.

✧ his cuddles are the comfiest, you two spend hours just laying together in bed with your limbs tangled and your head resting on his chest. sometimes he prefers for you to hold him, especially if he's tired. he'll trap you with his arms around your waist, he's stronger than he looks and he will not let go of you.

✧ as sweet as he is, he can also be quite the mischievous person sometimes. if you're too busy on your phone (a.k.a, not paying attention to him for 5 seconds) he'll take it and hold it above your head if you're shorter than him, telling you to give him at least ten kisses if you want it back.

✧ if you're taller, he'll grab it and run around the house while you chase him — he runs really fast, it's actually kind of scary. he'll pucker his lips at you and once again, tell you to kiss him if you want your phone back.

✧ he loves kissing you so so much, and he'll do it anywhere, anytime. when he wakes up and sees you beside him, he can't help but break out into a smile and press his lips onto yours shortly before nudging you awake. he gets all blushy if he finds out you were awake while he kissed you.

✧ he doesn't go shopping that much, but if you've been wanting something for a while, he'll buy it for you and pretend like it wasn't him. oh, that one phone you were thinking about buying suddenly ended up on your desk? he has no idea how it got there.

✧ matching rings are a must. you two got matching rings 6 months into your relationship, and he never takes his off. even if he's live, he'll keep it on because he likes the reminder that you're his and he's yours.

✧ he doesn't let it show often, but he gets jealous quite easily. whether it be somebody staring at you or a person being bold (and stupid) enough to come ask you for your number, he'll wrap his arm protectively around you, making it clear that you are in fact taken.

✧ and if that's not enough? he can't physically fight them, mostly because he's a public figure, but his words are sharp and he'll find a way to humiliate that person so that they'd go away. afterwards, he'd press a kiss to your cheek and smile cutely at you as if he didn't just decimate someone's ego.

✧ he can't stand not being around you for long amounts of time, so when he's on tour and you can't come with him, he's miserable — and dramatic, at that. he'll constantly text you that he misses you with frowning emojis and says that he wishes you were with him.

✧ when he gets back, you can bet that he'll be all over you; peppering kisses on every inch of your face, clinging to you for hours on end and he even makes you sleep over so that he can cuddle with you the entire night.

✧ he doesn't feel complete without you around him, you're one of the most vital things in his life and he doesn't think that he could ever fathom a life that doesn't have you in it. the thought of you alone is enough for him to get through the day and he hopes that he'll be able to be with you for as long as you'll allow him.

✧ your relationship is just the cutest thing ever honestly <3

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a/n : hi hi this one is quite boring but !!

guys i just noticed i got the pics all mixed up. MY BAD I WAS SLEEPY( i fixed them nvm )

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[nixytea]

[☂︎] — study date w/ jungwon

synopsis: a study date with jungwon at the library, enough said. pre-relationship where you’re still testing out the waters. (w/c: 937)

“i can’t do this.”

“oh yes you can.”

“no, no jungwon. i physically, mentally, emotionally cannot do this. not today, my friend.”

jungwon stares at you, the deadpan look he gives you enough to send a chill through your bones. “i’m here for a reason, y/n. want to remind me again?”

you mumble out a sulky reply, but jungwon is not satisfied by that. “say it louder.”

“fine. we’re here because i can’t memorise atomic structure for the life of me.”

“that’s right, now look at the question again. come on, you’re not even past page three, and there’s like, twenty of these.” he covers a line at the top of the page with his hand. “explain, in terms of atomic structure, why metals can conduct electricity.”

you stare at the notes in front of you for one beat. two beats. “i…because, um. i don’t know?” you scratch your head, sheepishly looking back up at him. immediately you wish you didn’t, because the barely-concealed mixture of horror and disappointment on his face takes a chunk off your soul with each second you look at it.

how did you land yourself here, in a freezing public library, with your friend-turned-crush seated opposite you? well, it’s simple. you are usually a hardworking student who absorbs material quickly, but somehow the concept of atoms just…escapes you. for goodness’ sake, your dream job has nothing to do with chemistry. and just your luck, yang jungwon has volunteered to tutor you on this subject, while you coach him in math (his trigonometric graphs look like lumpy molehills if you have to be honest).

well, it’s not really your fault, is it? how are you supposed to memorise the structure of graphite when the object of your affection is right across you? with his long fingers flying across the keyboard, cute features scrunched up in concentration, there is absolutely no way you are getting in anything chemistry-related.

he seems to notice this too, as he sighs, shaking his head fondly. “if you can focus for the next hour, i’ll buy you bubble tea after this.”

you instantly perk up. “the hot one? with extra milk?”

his disgust is apparent, but he swallows it back down anyway, a convincing smile surfacing. “sure, but you have to get this chapter down.”

no problem.” with renewed energy, you pick up your pen and begin to copy down the line a few times on rough paper. the prospect of free boba after a gruelling study session hypes you up. if there’s one thing in life that motivates you, it’s hot bubble tea.

unbeknownst to you, jungwon is a little distracted too. entranced by your adorable passion for boba tea, as well as the sudden intensity you have towards your least favourite chemistry topic, he can’t help himself. what is he supposed to do, not watch you be the most lovable human in his eyes?

you glance up from your notes, and he immediately turns away, dimples cheeks dusted a light pink as he realises he’s been caught. “what’re you doing?”

his blush deepens at your question, biting his lips as he tries to hold back his nervous smile. “nothing, just wondering how i could get confessed to by someone like you.”

ah. you and jungwon had been deskmates since the beginning of the year. bonded by the shared frustration over your studies, especially the complexities of the concept of orbitals, a friendship was formed quickly. over time, the feelings between you had blossomed into something a little…different. it had taken months before your friend’s persuasion to just tell him had an effect. less than a week prior to today’s meeting, you’d asked him to go to the rooftop, where you’d made known your feelings for him. and because yang jungwon is a sensible boy who owns more braincells than the average person, he all but collapsed at your confession.

you’d agreed to take things slowly, more than content to wait for jungwon’s confident reply. until then, you and him would still hang out. like today.

jungwon shuts his eyes, a wistful glint in his eyes as he gazes at you so tenderly you feel as if you might cry on the spot. “let’s talk about it later, over our bubble tea. i’ve kept you waiting long enough.” you’d be blind to not notice that jungwon does return your feelings, but you still want to hear it from him properly.

“okay,” you muse. a light pierces through the overcast sky, and you peer out the window. the glass panels serve as a divider between you and the rapidly falling drops of rain. coupled with the quietness of the library, the effect of the atmosphere has you relaxing slightly. jungwon’s fluffy jacket around your shoulders has never felt cosier. boring as studying may be, you want to stay in this moment forever, basking in the feeling of a pause button that allows you to enjoy the presence of your companion.

jungwon taps your wrist gently. “looks like it’s raining. there isn’t a sheltered walkway between the mall and the library. why don’t we stay a little longer till it gets lighter?” there’s an unmistakable double meaning in his words, and his uncertain expression reflects it tenfold.

you return his smile with one of your own, a silent agreement exchanged between the two of you without you even having to say a word. and so you carry on, the soothing scratch of your pens and the steady tapping of the drizzle outside filling the comfortable silence. with your favourite person by your side, you couldn’t wish for anything more.

a/n: inspired by my japanese listening comprehension in class, as well as that pic of won above :DD it’s cute and i’m whipped for rainy days, no explanation required right? as we all know real life relationships need more than just an “i like u and u like me”, and there’s a sense of responsibility and commitment that has to be there. i just felt like jungwon would be someone who emphasises the importance of taking things slowly before entering a relationship and making things official. so yes, in other words this is my interpretation of how to get urself an s/o in the form of a self-indulgent fic. enjoy!

[seo-talks]

my secret garden ( ʚɞ ) yang jungwon x fem! reader

. . SYNOPSIS⌇you’ve only seen jungwon from afar, being worlds apart there was no need for a popular and non-popular to interact. when you’re assigned as desk mates for the year what will happen? will you find solace in one another or just tear each other down?

. . GENRE⌇high school au!, strangers to friends to lovers(?), fluff + angst

. . WARNINGS⌇some minor language :p (zoa of weeekly will be used for photo references!!)

. . STATUS⌇currently doing! | start date : 05.18.22

. . UPDATE SCHEDULE⌇every 3 days

. . TAGLIST⌇taglist is open. send an ask or comment to be added!

. . GRAPHIC⌇by @yeowooya

ʚɞ MASTERLIST ! — profiles one. profiles two.

prologue . . . new beginnings!

01 . . . after school shenanigans

02 . . . not the best idea

03 . . . accident central

04 . . . she’s a loser apparently

05 . . . screw you and your friends!

06 . . . confessions and apologies

07 . . . sudden feelings?

08 . . . it isn’t a date

09 . . . he posted what

10 . . . sweet as cake

11 . . . not so secret hangouts

12 . . . totally don’t care

bonus chapter . . . new characters

13 . . . you’re an idiot

14 . . . not used to this

15 . . . ignoring you!

16 . . . what is she even doing here

17 . . . why are you hesitant

[luvrseung]

Can you please write jungwon being jealous that s/o is maybe close to sunoo or niki ?

i hope u enjoy !! :DDD

𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄? (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡

## pairing(s)! boyfriend!jungwon x fem!reader

## genre! fluff, fluff, and more fluff

## wc! 1.5k

## warning(s)! none that i know of! pls lmk if you feel otherwise!

## a/n! another fluff fic! i hope you enjoyed~ please lmk what you think :D just posting this before i make a part two for another fic :P ALSO!! TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS <33 ILY ALL MWAH MWAH

“Y/nnnnnn~~ why do they have to come?” Your, now grumpy, boyfriend whines. Today was supposed to be just for the two of you but your two bestest friends wanted to come along. if anyone else asked, you would’ve denied and said you were hanging out with your boyfriend, but aside from Jungwon, Sunoo and Riki were your absolute most favorite people. Also, due to their busy schedules, it was hard to spend some time with them. So, when your two best friends were free and asked to tag along on a date, you jumped at the opportunity in a heart beat. Jungwon, on the other hand, was not too thrilled about this idea. Yes, he understands that they’re your closest friends, but he really wanted to spend the day with just you, and only you. “Wonnie, you know I barely see them! I miss them! You three are the people I absolutely love and adore most, today will be fun. I promise,” you say as an attempt to cheer your boyfriend up.

Jungwon lets out a deep sigh as he sinks into his seat. You see this as an opportunity to use your very effective girlfriend begging tactics. You lean into him as you wrap your arms around his waist and look up at him with puppy dog eyes, “Please wonnie? Pretty please? It’s just for today~” you say in the most loveliest and lightest voice you could produce. Instead of giving in, Jungwon looks away and tries his best not to focus on you. So, you try one last time. You try one last time with two words that always make him cave into whatever you ask, “For me~?” He releases another deep sigh and reluctantly focuses his attention to you. “Okay okay, fine,” he says with a giggle. He puts his arm around you and places a quick kiss onto your temple. Seeing your face light up made him feel better about the whole thing.

Now that all of you are seated and situated, you discuss ordering drinks for the day. “Okay guys, what did you wanna get?” You ask. “I’ll have a peach lemonade!” Sunos says. “I’ll grab a blueberry limeade!” Riki says. “I’ll get a strawberry refresher, do you want-“ jungwon tries to get out but is promptly cut off by Riki, “Noona, do you still get the cherry slush?”

Now that all of you are seated and situated, you discuss ordering drinks for the day. “Okay guys, what did you wanna get?” You ask. “I’ll have a peach lemonade!” Sunos says. “I’ll grab a blueberry limeade!” Riki says. “I’ll get a strawberry refresher, do you want-“ jungwon tries to get out but is promptly cut off by Riki, “Noona, do you still get the cherry slush?”

Now that all of you are seated and situated, you discuss ordering drinks for the day. “Okay guys, what did you wanna get?” You ask. “I’ll have a peach lemonade!” Sunos says. “I’ll grab a blueberry limeade!” Riki says. “I’ll get a strawberry refresher, do you want-“ jungwon tries to get out but is promptly cut off by Riki, “Noona, do you still get the cherry slush?”

“Yes I do! You still remember my usual?” You ask surprised.

“How could I not? That’s all you would get!”

“Hey! That’s not the only thing I get!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say noona,” Riki says while he makes a funny face at you. Jungwon is glad you’re having fun, but he wishes that you were paying more attention to him. But he shrugs it off trying to forget about it, it is only the beginning of the day. Jungwon was getting ready to pay for everyone’s drinks, but Sunoo already gave his card to the cashier before Jungwon had the chance to do so. “Aww! Thanks, Sun!” You say as you lean your head onto his shoulder. “Of course y/nnie! Anything for you~” Jungwoon doesn’t know why, but that little comment kind of left a sour taste in his mouth. After grabbing your drinks, Jungwon goes to hold your hand, like he usually does, but someone beats you to it. Riki wraps his arm around you on one side, and Sunoo links his arm around yours on the other side. Leaving Jungwon to only be able to follow you guys from behind. He sees you having fun, but he can’t help the warm feeling creeping from his chest and into his neck as he sees you being close to your friends. Yes, they are only your best friends and nothing more, but he still can’t overlook the fact that they are still boys.

As the day went on, your two best friends did not leave your side! For the three of you, the day was incredibly fun and you can’t wait to do it again. But for Jungwon, let’s just say he feels the opposite. He wasn’t able to hold your hand, to hug you, or give you surprises kisses on your cheek when you weren’t looking. He felt as if he was fourth wheeling his own date! Unfortunately for you, but fortunately for Jungwon, the day came to an end and it was time to say goodbyes. After you hugged Sunoo and Riki, and they also said their byes to Jungwon, they parted ways from the two of you.

The two of you started walking home. You were very happy with how the day went and was rambling to your boyfriend about how much fun you had! But, you noticed that he was very short with his replies and more silent overall. He wasn’t holding your hand like usual, instead, they were in his pockets. He seemed distracted, to say the least. You decided to speak up, “Wonnie? Are you listening?” He snaps his head up and realized he wasn’t. “Y-yeah, y/nnie, I am,” he says. But you noticed there was a certain tone in the way he said it; it was different. “No you’re not, what’s wrong?” You ask. “Nothing! It’s just…” he trails off.

“Just what?”

“Well… you see…”

“Hey! Just tell me Won, what’s bothering you?” You ask concerned.

“Okay, well… I’m really glad you had fun today, I really am! But…”“But what?”“I just wish you paid a little more attention to me, that’s all”

After hearing what he had to say, you couldn’t help but giggle. Hearing the sound of your laughter made Jungwon snap his head up once again.

“What’s so funny?”“Wonnie, are you… jealous?” You ask in a teasing tone.

“WHAT? NO! I am totally NOT jealous!” He protests.

“Honey… your ears are bright red.” Jungwon hurriedly covers his ears in a panic. You find this cute. Your boyfriend was jealous and the way he was pouting and moping was genuinely the cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

“Oh, Wonnie! That’s so cute! You’re being so cute right now!” You exclaim as you attach yourself onto his arm, and much to his dismay, you keep on teasing him.

“Hey! This isn’t funny,” he says with a pout.

“Okay, okayyy~~ I’ll stop!” You say as you giggle.“You know what would make me feel better, though?”“Hmm… what, Wonnie?”“Let’s have a sleepover!” He excitedly declares.

“Oh… I don’t know…” you say jokingly.

“Please! Pretty Please?” Jungwon asks, copying your actions from earlier today.

“Hehe okay okay! Anything for you my wonnie!” You laugh out as you give him a quick peck on his cheek. Even though that wasn’t the first time you’ve done that, Jungwon still blushes and gets giddy like it’s always the first time. Now, as the sun sets and paints the sky with hues of pinks, blues, and purples, the two of you walk hand in hand back to Jungwon’s place, ready to pass out; because although today was fun, it was very very tiring.

While the two of you were walking and enjoying a comfortable silence, Jungwon blurts out, “But, um, next time? Please pay more attention to me? Maybe?” As you start to laugh, once again, seeing how absolutely adorable you boyfriend is right now, how could you possibly say no to that?

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[haerinz]

𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬

❥ childhood best friend jungwon x gn!reader ❥ genre: angst, unrequited love au, hanahaki au, high school au ❥ warning: heavily mentions insecurities, poor writing lol, not proofread & i wrote it for wonyoung first so there might be some grammatical errors ❥ lmk if you feel that there are any warnings i should add ❥ word count: 0.9k this is my first written work, so please give feedback if you can!! ❥ wonyoung x reader version | mlist

everything had always looked so pretty from up on the rooftop. your lunch sits forgotten on the ground as you sit with your legs hanging over the ledge. the sun shines down on you, bright and unwavering as it hits your eyes. In spite of its warmth, your heart still feels cold. and no matter the constant wiping away, your tears don’t dry. rather, they continue silently streaming down your face. although you manage to keep any noise from escaping, anyone looking closely enough would notice how your chest heaves, showing your struggle to maintain a steady breath. you gasp as the sobs rack through you but your cries are quiet. you keep it all locked up. it’s an art you’ve mastered from years of practice. unlike wonie, you never appreciated how sensitive you were. you still remember how wonie would always comfort you, saying that your heart was so expressive and so loving. 

you were always so happy with wonie, never not smiling or laughing when together. you adore him. although any reciprocation seemed impossible, he was everything you could possibly want and all that you wish you were. wonie had always tried to teach you to appreciate yourself more, but your confidence always tanked as soon as it was no longer just the two of you. it wasn’t hard to tell that no one would ever place you on the same level as him. you would never be good enough. and if you weren’t good enough to be his friend, what would anyone think of you both together? why should he settle for someone as lacking as you? you figured this out early on, but you were always reluctant to do anything about it. but that all changed this school year. the time had finally come when you and jungwon were no longer together. he had been placed in class 3-A and you, in 3-B. 

“oh y/n. if you really want to be together, principal kim still owes me a favor from first year, so i can just ask him to move you into my class.”  jungwon asks you in a soft voice, unsure of how you will react. his eyes are thoughtful and considerate as he takes your hand in a reassuring manner. although this new situation is a little daunting, you decline his offer, “wonie, it’s okay. we’re not always going to be together, so maybe it’ll be nice. come on, don’t you like the idea of having new friends?” he smiles at you and nods, hoping that you’ll finally make an effort to grow your social circle. his smile’s precious and it makes you smile too. you’re happy that you’ve made him happy, but you know it won’t last.

6 months had passed since then and you haven’t spoken to wonie since. it had been hard at first, but you eventually grew used to his schedule and learned to avoid the areas he’d frequent. won too, eventually grew used to your constant refusals to hang out. it’s hard to predict though whenever he’ll take a different route to class, so you’ve learned to always watch your surroundings in case he might surprise you.

everyday at 12:25pm, you run out the classroom, heading straight to the roof. that’s where you spend your lunch period now. wonie still hasn’t found out where you disappear to and you don’t plan on him finding out anytime soon. you’re doubtful if he still waits for you, you’re sure that his new friends would have taken all his attention by now. wonie never had any trouble making friends, but he’d always stuck with you. you’re quite happy now with his new friend group. jay, sunoo and haruto were a nice bunch of boys, just as popular as wonie and just as perfect. in fact, they all looked rather good together – much better than you ever did. you weren’t good for him. you were parasitic. you were just holding him back, hoping that you'd always be by his side. although wonie made you happy, you're not sure if it was the same case for him. more often than not, he was worrying about you.

wiping your eyes with the back of your hand, you notice everything has gotten a little darker. a cloud has come and stolen away your sun, hiding its beauty from the rest of the world. you realize the cloud’s quite pretty as you keep staring. it reminds you of a dandelion. like the ones wonie would always pick for you when walking home together. back then, the only wish you had was for wonie to love you as much as you did him. but no matter how many times you wished the same wish, you couldn't see it ever coming true.

you desperately miss him with every fiber of your being, but how can one miss what they never had. or rather, what you never should have had. wonie was never meant to be yours. you knew he was destined for bigger things and deserved better people. you should just be happy that he finally has people worthy enough for him. as much it pained you to let him go, you know it’s for the best. you just need to face it. jungwon will never reciprocate your affections and you know it in your heart that you’ll simply never be good enough.

it had always been difficult to calm yourself down after crying. the sun helps though. wonie did too, but you know that he can’t be there for you. instead, the sun takes his place, gently drying your tears. it’s just starting to feel better when the pain in your chest tightens, feeling as if your heart is being crushed. it's harder and harder to breathe, choking on your tears. it hurts as you cough out, desperately trying to clear your throat, but it's even more heart wrenching to see the petals fall out.

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[piercethelenn]

❝🗡Fast Times at Clairemonth High❞

Yang Jungwon Halloween special.

Inspired on the song by Pierce The Veil.

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Pairing: Non idol! Jungwon x Fem! reader.

Genre: Highschool AU, horror, angst, and a sprinkle of fluff at the beginning.

Synopsis:

Well-spoken, smart, with good manners, a gentle face and cute dimples, no one in school could have ever guessed all the things that took place in the alleged perfect boy's basement every night, when adults were peacefully asleep.

Warnings: Swearing, attempted and actual murder, arson, violence, drowning, bullying, drug dealing, use of knifes, torture, vomit, needles, suicide, Jungwon is a creep. blackmail, suggestive content (does NOT include Jungwon). Bad ending.

Word count: 9k.

Part 1: This celebration, so many faces.

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Have you ever been the new kid in class? Even if your answer is “no”, you must be familiar with tales about students moving schools, it’s a popular starter for stories in which the protagonist’s life suddenly takes a full turn, switching cities, countries even, and faces all kinds of struggles while trying their best to adapt to the new circumstances, make friends, find love, discover themselves and all that stuff that takes over the plot of many books and movies.

Our main character here, however, does not fit the archetype of “typical high school slice of life protagonist”, much to the surprise of his new classmates. Yang Jungwon was indeed not a boy like any other they had met before.

The news of a new kid coming all the way from South Korea to America had some of the students taking not-so-discreet peeks from the windows as soon as he stepped foot on the school yard. One of the teachers, a tall woman with perfectly curled hair who introduced herself as “miss Martinez”, welcomed him with a warm smile and escorted him to the classroom where he would spend the rest of his senior year; She somehow pitied him for having to switch schools just a few months before graduation, but made no comment as it was not her intention to bring his mood down.

A soft murmur could be heard from the outside, but all the voices went silent at once as the door opened. It was expected to get all the eyes, full of expectation, fixed on him, but Jungwon did not seem fazed in the slightest by all the attention. The teacher asked him to introduce himself in front of the class, which he gladly did, not stuttering even once and offering his new peers a dimpled smile. Not expecting him to be so fluent in the English language, everyone seemed a little stunned at first, but one by one they started clapping politely as the kid bowed and went to the only empty seat left, sitting beside a girl who looked particularly uninterested in contrast to the rest of the students.

In his relatively short life, Jungwon had dealt with many kinds of people, a wide spectrum that went from bullies and school criminals all the way to lonely nerds and dropout wannabes who found formal education to be utterly useless; Still, regardless of how different all students were, there was always a reaction of some sort, so he felt somehow bothered with how unresponsive this girl was.

一If we’re going to be seatmates for the rest of the year…一 She finally spoke, eyeing the new kid as if analyzing him 一I should introduce myself, too. My name is Y/N Y/LN, nice to meet you一. The girl extended her hand, but almost immediately retracted it in an awkward movement, making the confident aura that surrounded her shake in hesitation 一Sorry… I forgot you probably don’t shake hands一 She offered a tight-lipped smile, her eyes not leaving his in search of any sign that showed the boy feeling offended by her actions, but there was none.

On his part, Jungwon stared at her for a moment, taking notice of how her whole demeanor had abruptly changed from the first time he saw her, wondering if she had put up a front back then on purpose. 一Don’t worry, it’s been so long since I last lived in any asian country, I can barely remember anything. My family moved countries so many times that I already lost count… I was actually residing in Canada before coming here, so jet lag and cultural barriers don’t affect me as much一. He explained and then extended his hand 一Nice to meet you, Y/N, I’ll gladly be your seatmate until graduation一. Both students shook their hands, completely ignoring all the eyes that were fixed in them from curious classmates who also wanted their turn to have a conversation with the foreigner.

And that is how the friendship between both seatmates started. Two weeks flew by and rumors about the new senior with a charming smile and gentle eyes started to spread; Jungwon had adapted pretty quickly and was already popular enough to have boys and girls looking at him during recess, even receiving a few love letters and chocolates here and there, teachers liked him, and his grades were surprisingly high for someone who had just joined the class. He was polite and well mannered, greeting students and teachers at the hallways every day and lending his notes to people that struggled with certain classes.

In other words, Jungwon was perfect.

Y/N, on the other hand, could not get used to getting so much attention while hanging out with her new friend. She was the exact opposite of him in many aspects: for starters, she would speed through the school hallways every morning to avoid as many people as she could, she always put up a rather cold front that made it difficult for other students to approach her, and not even once had she received a gift or a letter in her life. Regardless, even if many people, a few times coming from other high schools, tried to make Jungwon join their friend circles, he stubbornly rejected all the invitations and stayed by her side, inevitably leading people to think that there was something going on between the pair.

The girl found this behavior of his to be rather odd, but never asked about it as she took notice of how indifferent he felt about the insinuation of them becoming a couple barely half a month after meeting each other. It was ridiculous, to be completely honest, but there was no helping when it came to school rumors. She would never admit it, but Y/N would feel relieved every time he rejected an invite to have lunch or hang out after class with someone else, since having a friend like Jungwon surely had its perks. Our boy here had mastered the arts of "acts of service", always buying lunch for both of them and offering to take care of the trash; he even offered to discard her cherry-flavored chewing gum as soon as Y/N complained about it becoming insipid (Other people would find this a little excessive, but she thought it was cute)

She found it endearing how he seemed to care so much about her as if they had known each other for years, just like right now, as she sat looking out the window in the quiet classroom as Jungwon skillfully braided her hair. 一Give me the tie, I’m almost done一 He whispered as to not disturb the silence. The teacher had left for a few minutes and all the students were focused on their own thing; for some of them, that meant taking discrete peeks at Jungwon and Y/N.

The girl frowned 一But I already gave it to you? Did you lose it?一 she attempted to turn back, forgetting completely about his grip on her hair 一My bad, sorry一. The pair looked for the missing hair tie on the floor and the desk, but there was no sign of it anywhere. 一What a shame, it was my favorite one…一 she muttered and reached for her bag, rummaging through its contents 一Don’t worry, I have a few more, here一.

He swiftly tied the end of the braid and asked her to turn around, fixing the hair that got loose behind her ear. 一Done! You look even prettier now一 his signature dimpled smile made an appearance as if empathizing how much he liked the way Y/N’s face could be completely appreciated without the hair getting in the way. She shied away from his intense gaze, feeling her ears burn; he simply giggled softly at her reaction, a warm feeling creeping up his stomach at realizing how much his words had affected her. It was safe to say that Jungwon felt intoxicated by the view, he could not get enough of how she pouted and tried to playfully hit him in protest for embarrassing her in front of all their classmates, but he couldn't care less about them, as he only had eyes and ears for her in this moment.

Or at least that’s what he thought, until a mocking laughter coming from a few seats away completely broke the peace, ruining their little moment. 一Imagine thinking that basic bitch is pretty, he must have very low standards一 A girl said, making a few other students around her laugh even louder. All the attention was now on the pair, but neither Jungwon nor Y/N said anything. Some more out-of-pocket comments could be heard, until Ms. Martinez finally came back, fixing her curly hair even though there was nothing to fix. Class resumed in no time, bringing the cold silence back to the room.

Jungwon made sure to hold tightly onto his friend’s hand the entire time, making a comforting warmth make its way from her arm all the way to the rest of her body, but it was not enough to completely calm her nerves. She knew better than to believe what that girl said, more so being from the professional gossiper in school that somehow had loyal friends even though she had ruined plenty of people with her accusations and her lust for trouble. Y/N was not exactly a victim of hers, given her low profile, but that girl tended to target every student that dared getting close to the guys she had interest on, and even if she already had a (trophy) boyfriend, it was painfully obvious how she was now into Jungwon.

The bell rang a few hours later, signaling the end of classes, and Y/N took the chance to excuse herself to her concerned friend and practically ran towards the bathroom. She made use of the most privacy a public space like that one could offer and washed her face in a poor attempt to recover her composure, lightly slapping her cheeks and mentally telling herself to get back to her senses. If her friend thought that she was pretty, there was no reason for her to listen to some attention seeker that told her the opposite thing. 一She’s just jealous because Jungwon likes me more than her…一 Y/N put all her mind control abilities to use to try convincing herself, but she could not help but to feel vulnerable, she should seriously consider working on her confidence.

The sudden sound of a door slamming interrupted her inner monologue, making her dry her face as fast as she could to exit the room, not wanting to go through yet another embarrassing moment for the day, because her weak heart could not take any more shame at this point. Y/N was about to grab the door handle when a hand clutched her arm and violently dragged her back; it was the girl from before.

一You! This is all your fault!一 She pointed an accusatory finger at the confused girl. Shouldn’t I be the one saying that? Y/N thought, but something was telling her it was best to keep quiet. 一My boyfriend just broke up with me! I know it was you who made him do that!一 the other girl continued, her tears made the eyeliner and cheap mascara get mixed and fall through her cheeks, leaving dark traces behind. The bully started blabbering about missing the guy and wanting him back, emphasizing her agony by dramatically falling to her knees and sobbing even louder.

Having both arms free now, Y/N took the chance to quickly exit the room and then closed the door behind her, but there was no sign of the other girl coming out anytime soon, as she was too busy lamenting and directing a wide variety of insults and threats towards her. A worried looking Jungwon was waiting outside, leaning against the opposite wall with a few snacks on his arms. 一What happened? Are you okay?一 he offered her some of the food and the pair started walking towards the front door.

Y/N was more than okay, though. 一Yeah, don’t worry about it一 she smiled from ear-to-ear and playfully elbowed him 一Karma did its thing, it’s all good now一. He chucked and lovingly ruffled her hair, making her laugh as well. 一Let’s go to my house, yeah?一.

Part 2: All the beach boys look like sharks.

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一Y/N! Over here!一 Jungwon waved his arm to get the girl’s attention as soon as she stepped foot into the school bus. Today was a special day for the seniors, as classes were interrupted to participate in the annual trip to the beach, as it was tradition for students in their last year to take a break for one Friday to enjoy the rough feeling of sand on their feet and the calming sound of the waves crashing against the coast. The boy had arrived early on purpose to save a seat for his friend, and even though a lot of other students tried to take her place, he rejected every request and kept his eyes fixed on the door, waiting for her. Y/N greeted him with a warm smile and sat beside him 一I brought a camera for today!一 his dimples popped up as he held up the device for her to see 一I wanted to keep the memory of us in the beach forever, so of course the pictures had to be of the best quality一.

Both friends were excitedly chatting about good picture poses, pretty backgrounds, and the possibility of filling a photo album with best ones, when a group of three students approached them. 一Hi Y/N… I see that you already got someone to sit with, what a shame一 the tallest of them, a guy named Benjamin said, the confident smirk plastered on his face did not match his disappointed tone 一I just wanted to let you know that me and the boys will surf at the beach, you can watch if you’re interested一 he winked at her and then the group walked past the pair without waiting for an answer.

Jungwon and Y/N stared incredulously at each other. 一I’m not an expert一 he said in a bitter tone 一but I think he was flirting with you一. He got up from his seat and stared at the trio of surfers with narrowed eyes to watch over their movements, but none of them noticed his piercing stare as they were too busy talking to other girls the exact same way they had done with his friend. The boy sat again and gazed with softened eyes at her 一Just ignore them, they look like players一.

And Y/N was well aware of it too, but why was her heart racing after such a short interaction? Seeing how unresponsive she was, Jungwon repeated his words, but there was no answer; he tried again, this time raising his tone. 一Right, you’re right, sorry一 she mumbled, shaking her head. It was easier said than done, ignoring Benjamin that is, as it was not every day when Y/N got the attention, even for merely a few seconds, of her crush that she supposedly had moved on from a long time ago.

All of the seats in the bus got occupied by enthusiastic students and soon the trip to the beach had begun, with an overwhelming mix of laughter, eager chatting and out-of-tune singing that filled the lively atmosphere. Naturally, Y/N and Jungwon were rather quiet in contrast to the rest of their peers, simply enjoying the scenery outside and sharing a package of worm-shaped sour jellies, and by “sharing” I mean that the boy was feeding her the candy, barely eating any himself. They had switched seats so that the girl was closer to the window, giving her friend an excuse to discreetly peek at her side profile every now and then.

It barely took half an hour for the bus to arrive at their destination. As soon as the engine stopped, some of the most impatient students got up from their seats and rushed to get out 一If someone from outside saw them, they would think that our high school is a prison for teenagers一 Y/N commented, making the boy beside her snort and nod in agreement. The pair finally exited the vehicle, Benjamin and his two personal bodyguards were waiting for them outside. He invited her to walk together to the beach.

Jungwon eyed them up and down in a judging manner and turned to the girl 一You can go first, I need to call my mom to tell her that the bus arrived safely, you know how she is…一 she nodded in understanding and shyly approached the surfers, not taking notice of how they had mocked her friend before for having to update his mother on their whereabouts. The boy watched with clenched fists as Y/N left with those stupid players, but he had more important things to do, so he let out a heavy sigh and went back to the school bus.

The beach was already full of students doing their thing here and there; some of them were building sandcastles, a small group was getting scolded by the math teacher, Mr. Williams, for attempting to bury a boy. Another group was looking for a good spot for pictures, and some other kids were collecting colorful rocks and seashells. No one had permission to get into the water until both teachers had checked that the sea was safe enough and the waves were not too big, but Ms. Martinez was nowhere to be seen, so they would have to wait until she arrived to get in.

The surfers left their boards and Sunghoon picked up a volleyball, skillfully spinning it on one of his fingers, what a show-off. 一Hey Y/N, wanna play?一 some people near them heard the invitation and joined the group, quickly organizing themselves in two teams and setting a net. The girl tried to politely reject the offer as she had barely passed the volley test in PE and did not want to make a fool of herself in front of the guy. 一You can join my team! I will make us win, yeah?一 he insisted, taking a hold of her forearm and dragging her to the improvised court.

Seeing how there was no escape, Y/N sighed and tied her hair, expecting the worst, like getting hit on the face or tripping on the sand. None of that happened though, as none of the students were professional volleyball players, so the match went on rather gently and easy to follow; she barely did anything, because Benjamin made sure to receive all the opponent’s attacks that went her way.

Just as promised, their team won the first match, the second and the third, when the girl opted to take her leave as she was too tired to keep playing, well, more like standing there and cheering for her teammates. The surfer followed close behind until she stopped a few steps far from the shore, gazing into the horizon at the massive ocean that shone under the sun. 一We should do this more often一 he broke the silence 一playing together, I mean一 he sat on the sand and patted the spot beside him, making her mirror his actions 一Y’know, I don’t get why you always hang out with that guy, he’s no fun compared to you一.

Y/N was about to retort when a male voice spoke behind them 一Well, the no-fun guy has no plans of letting his friend get involved with people like you一. The pair turned their heads to face Jungwon, who had materialized out of nowhere; what had taken him so long? Benjamin stood up and approached him, but neither the considerable height difference nor the threatening stare was able to faze the dimpled boy. 一Didn’t you tell all those girls that you would surf the highest wave for them? Look! Ms. Martinez is back一 he pointed in the teacher’s direction with his head and grinned victoriously at how he nervously tried to explain himself to Y/N 一Why don’t you get your surfboard and show us what you got?一.

Benjamin took Jungwon’s threat as a challenge, showing his sharp teeth in a confident smirk that combined with his predatory gaze made him resemble a shark that was about to catch their defenseless prey. 一Just wait, I’ll make you regret saying that一 the other two surfers showed up and stood at each side of him, looking down at the shorter boy who did not seem affected in the slightest by his words 一Do you wanna try? Or does your mommy not let you swim if the water is higher than your knees?一 Benjamin continued mocking him, making his guard dogs laugh like choked seals.

Jungwon decided not to say anything and just sat beside Y/N, who could not believe her ears at the exchange between the two boys. 一We don’t have to see them if you don’t want to…一 she started, but her friend assured her that it was fine, so they both watched as the three boys walked away, their silhouettes shrinking until they were barely visible in the horizon. The ocean was on high tide today, so they had to swim farther than usual to reach the zone with the perfect waves.

Some curious students and both teachers had joined the pair of friends to enjoy the show. Y/N hesitated before leaning towards Jungwon to whisper on his ear 一Look at all these girls cheering for him and taking pictures… If I had known of his intentions before, I wouldn’t have left you behind like that, I’m sorry. Let’s take those pictures you talked about before as soon as they finish showing off一 Jungwon smiled at her words; of course, he knew that his friend would never leave him for a player like Benjamin. The thought of spending some quality time with Y/N was enough to put him in a good mood.

一You know what? Let’s do it know一. He got up and reached for her hand, guiding her a few meters away from the other people and signaling for her to stand by the shore. The girl froze in place, awkwardly playing with her nails as she waited for Jungwon to turn on the camera that hung from his neck. 一Smile for me?一 she had no idea how to pose, so the first pictures came out a little unnatural, until she started to get loose with the help of his guidance and compliments; for the boy though, every single photo was the prettiest one yet, and he would never fail to comment how mesmerized he was by her beauty, making her cheeks and ears turn redder than the setting sun.

It was Y/N’s turn to take the pictures when a sudden scream almost made her drop the camera. She turned her head in the direction of the sound and watched in horror as Mr. Williams dived into the ocean and tried to reach Benjamin’s abandoned surfboard as fast as he could. The other two boys had safely arrived at the shore, but there was no sign of the third surfer who had seemingly fallen into the water. The girl rushed to the scene, followed close behind by Jungwon, who huffed in annoyance as their little moment had been ruined once again.

Luckily for him, no one took notice of the disappointment in his face as he saw the math teacher emerging from the distance, dragging the surfer’s unconscious body along with the board. 一Well…一 he sighed to get Y/N’s attention again 一I guess this marks the end of the school trip一.

Part 3: I waited my whole life for you.

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Jungwon absolutely hated moving countries so often, but he had to admit the new house had its perks; for instance, the floors were easy to walk on with muffled steps, the door hinges were properly oiled, so they made no sound when opening or closing, and his favorite part: this house had a huge basement.

To anyone else, unless they were some kind of meticulous perfectionist, those details could have most likely escaped their eyes, but just as I said at the beginning of the story, Jungwon is a special kid, someone who can take advantage of the features previously mentioned to fulfill the most unsettling tasks known for a boy his age.

He considered himself to be lucky to have Y/N as his friend, an oblivious and totally clueless girl who never asked questions and just trusted his every word with a blind loyalty. She was more on the quiet side, opting to say nothing as to not draw attention to herself and giving no reaction with the same intention; in other words, she was the ideal type of person to hide things from.

Jungwon thought that she was the most perfect girl he had ever laid eyes on, because she would never question him and let him do his own thing without judgment; well, Y/N was not exactly aware of his doings, but he was convinced that she would understand his reasons when the time came for him to confess all of his love crimes, because yes, in case you haven't figured it out already, Jungwon was madly in love with Y/N Y/LN.

It had been like this ever since the very moment when he saw her sitting alone in class, staring out the window as to seem uninterested in his greetings and self-introduction the first day he stepped foot in school, when in reality she was just as curious about him as anyone else in the classroom. It took some time, but the boy had discovered how good of a liar she was, hiding her emotions, pretending not to give a damn, acting all strong against people who insulted her while her heart was crumbling inside her chest, and breaking down in tears when she thought that no one could see her; but she was wrong, Jungwon was always looking.

He wanted, no, he needed her to be by his side, a perfect liar who could help him sweep his multiple sins under the carpet, leaving no trace behind. However, he could never find the perfect timing to confess his unwavering feelings, his undying obsession for her, because every single time the opportunity seemed closer than ever, someone had to ruin the moment, be it the attention seeker or the surfing shark who unfortunately was still breathing; Jungwon’s only consolation was that at least Benjamin was currently hospitalized, he could properly take care of him later.

His classmates and teachers were so stupid, it was almost too easy to get away with everything; just smile, nod, get good grades and boom, everyone is fooled, and the boy is no longer a suspect. But he had to give himself some credit, for taking into action plans that were so well executed, no one saw them coming. The bully from a few weeks ago? He planted a love letter written by her to him inside her boyfriend’s bag, and then waited for the heartbroken guy to do the rest. Benjamin? Jungwon borrowed some kind of oil from one of his classmates to make the surfer helplessly fall from the slippery board.

Y/N had adjudicated all of his acts of revenge as quick karma, but the boy was not sure about how much longer he would be able to keep up the illusion. He was prepared for almost any possible scenario as he had gotten dirt on almost everyone over the past weeks; this excluded his friend, as he firmly thought that there was nothing bad she could possibly do, and if something happened to her, the other person involved would always be the one in the wrong.

Something to know about Jungwon is that no matter the place, time, or people he could be talking to, his lovesick mind would constantly find a way to redirect his every thought into Y/N’s direction, just like right now, as he almost missed how the clock had finally hit three in the morning.

He slowly got up from his bed and carefully opened the door to the hallway, silently making his way to the basement. Inside, there were plenty of boxes messily arranged, making an ideal hiding spot for all sorts of things, his favorite being between some relatively old boxes that contained his older sister’s belongings, because no one dared to touch them ever since she left. And I know what you might be thinking, but no, Jungwon is not that insane to murder his own sister, she just left the house for college and gets really mad when people rummage through her things, which is totally understandable considering how she has similar tendencies as her younger brother to play God and brutally punish those who dare insult her.

The boy moved a few boxes until he found the one he was looking for, immediately sitting on the cold floor and sprawling some of its contents: An old photo album and a thick envelope. He took a folding knife and a glue stick from the pocket in his pajamas and opened the worn blue cover of the album, revealing a set of pictures that featured a slightly younger version of him and a smiley girl. She used to be his best friend back when he lived in Canada, but contrary to what Jungwon had expected, she did not take his real self too well and even reported him to the police as a creep and a stalker, leading his family to move countries yet again. It was a shame really, but the past had to be buried at some point, so he used the knife to peel off the old pictures, revealing multiple glue marks, aftermath of all his failed attempts, but the sight was not enough to awake any kind of sorrow in him, as he barely remembered some names and that was all.

As he took Y/N’s photos out of the paper envelope and started gluing them in the album, he took his sweet time to gently trace over her facial features in some pictures where she looked exceptionally beautiful, a sight that made his young heart race uncontrollably. After the last photo was secured in place, Jungwon admired his work with shiny eyes and a wide grin. He was sure that this time, things would be different, he could feel that she was not like all the other boys and girls that had adorned the album that he carefully placed back in the box, along with some other of his treasures: Y/N’s favorite hair tie, along with some strands of her perfect hair, a collection of insipid chewing gums, an abandoned shirt he found at the back of her closet, and all sorts of things that reminded him of his beloved girl.

Satisfied with his work and after checking that the pile of boxes looked the exact same as before, Jungwon headed back to his bedroom and lay down on his bed, facing the ceiling while resting his head on his forearms. This had been a productive night, and the boy could not wait until tomorrow to meet her again; his mind drifted to different scenarios where he would spend time with Y/N, hear her laugh, smell her perfume, see her rosy cheeks and feel her hand in his. His imagination was strong enough to bring a giddy smile to his face, fit for someone so crazily in love like him, someone who would not hesitate to bring Hell on Earth in the name of his other half.

Part 4: Every single door in this house is on fire!

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His steps echoed loudly in the cold, silent room as he paced back and forth in front of her trembling figure. It was late evening, faint rays of the remaining sunlight filtered through the uncovered spots of the living room windows that escaped the dark green blackout curtains. Jungwon stopped on his tracks as a faint whine escaped her lips, making him face her, staring deep into her eyes with an unamused expression; he playfully spun the sharp knife he had been patiently holding the entire time, making her breath hitch and vigorously shake her head in sheer terror.

一Oh, miss Martinez, don’t give me that look, you’re almost making me feel bad一 he said in a teasing tone, but his expression gave away how he was enjoying the tension between him and the woman that kneeled in the middle of the room with her wrist and ankles firmly tied. She tried to scream, but the tie that Jungwon had used as a gag prevented her from doing so. The boy frowned at her pathetic attempts to free herself from the knots, and skillfully threw the knife that landed a few centimeters away from her knees. 一Will you shut up? Can’t you see that all of this is your fault? You should put an example for your student and accept the punishment, isn’t that right?一.

Jungwon was starting to get annoyed at how uncooperative she was being. This whole situation could have been avoided if only she had listened to him, but it seems like her useless brain was not capable of following the simplest orders; was it really that difficult to give Y/N a passing grade on the last exam? Of course not! 一I think my letter asking for your help was clear enough, how could a literature teacher not catch such a simple message?一 in said letter, Jungwon had expressed that his best friend had no intentions of pursuing any kind of college major related to linguistics, therefore he found to be utterly useless for her to memorize the interpretation someone else had done of a text written by a long-deceased man in order to pass her class, but good-for-nothing Ms. Martinez gave Y/N a low grade, putting her under a stressful situation in which she had to pass the final exam with an even higher grade to finally approve the subject.

He tilted his head almost cutely and pouted at her horrified expression 一What am I gonna do about you? I need to be the one teaching you a lesson this time一 the woman shook her head again, this time eagerly enough to mess up her perfect curls, the tears streaming down her face left wet patches on the blue tie; Jungwon picked up the knife and used it to point at it 一Do you recognize this one? Or has your stupid brain stopped working for good this time?一 he crouched before her in a way that their eyes were on the same level 一It belongs to that man, Mr. Chase, I would’ve never learnt that name if it wasn’t because I heard you screaming it so many times… How disgusting一.

He used the knife once more to swiftly cut the tie, leaving a red trace on the side of her face 一Get away from me!一 she blurted out and tried to back up, but fell on her back, struggling to sit back down due to her tied wrists 一What do you want, psycho?!一 she breathed heavily, Jungwon could almost hear her racing heartbeat.

He clicked his tongue, feeling bothered by her reaction, but he could not expect a different outcome from someone who just could not understand their current position 一Do you really think it’s a good idea to talk back at me like that? Do me a favor and speak only when told to, can you do that, or do I have to teach you how to follow such a simple order?一 his stern tone got lower with every word as his cold eyes pierced through her soul. 一What could you even do anyway? Call the police? Tell my parents? Move countries? It’s all useless一 he took his phone out from the front pocket of his orange hoodie, an outfit selection fit for an innocent student who decided to pay a visit to his literature teacher because he wanted to ask a question about “Berenice” from the last lesson.

He scrolled through his gallery and then placed the phone on the floor before the woman, playing a video in which she could be clearly seen making out with a man that looked like a teacher, wearing the same tie that now rested on the cold floor, wet and torn apart. Ms. Martinez watched with eyes wide open at the phone screen, her breath heaving again at the sight of Mr. Chase sliding a lustful hand under her skirt; she shook her head in disbelief and tried to reach out to take a hold of the device, but Jungwon was faster, pausing the video and returning the phone inside his pocket.

一There is nothing to worry about, I filmed with my eyes closed and never played the video completely, I’m not a pervert, you know?一 he snorted at her horrified expression 一Your secret is safe with me as long as you cooperate… Oh, and I also have evidence on you and mr. Chase selling drugs to the rest of the school staff一 he winked mockingly at her and then pointed with his chin at the shiny and expensive-looking diamond ring that adorned her fourth finger 一That’s pretty, your husband must be rich, I mean, look at this huge house… I wonder how he and your son, Mike, right? Would feel after seeing how much of a whore you are for another man who can’t seem to buy normal ties, you gotta admit, this one is ugly as Hell一 he pointed with the knife at what was left from the yellow fabric with disdain.

一How do you know my son’s name?!一 the woman blurted out, suddenly recovering her previous energy and trying once more to get rid of the ropes that kept her on place. Her behavior made Jungwon lose the last bit of patience left in him, making him pull her head back by the messy curls and hold the knife dangerously close to her right jugular vein, effectively making her stop her movements and stare in sheer fear at him with shaky eyes.

一Wasn’t I clear when I told you that you couldn’t speak until I specifically asked you to do so? You know what? I’m getting pretty tired of how annoying you are, so let’s go back to business, shall we?一 he quickly swung the knife on the side of her face, earning a desperate cry from her, but instead of blood, a strand of curly hair fell to the ground. She sobbed helplessly and stared at it, but Jungwon used the knife again to guide her chin back to facing him 一What are you going to do first thing tomorrow at school?一 he pressed the sharp blade harder onto her skin, making her sob even louder 一Answer me一.

At this point her entire body was trembling in fear under his stare, but she managed to stutter an answer 一I-I’ll tell Y/N that I made a mistake grading her exam and give her m-more points一. He nodded, satisfied with her answer and proceeded to cut a new bunch of curls that fell to the ground in slow motion, like delicate feathers.

一And if anyone asks you why you have a scratch on your face, what are you going to say?一 he questioned again, almost finishing with one side of her head. Jungwon took a moment to let a proud grin make its way to his face after making sure his work looked decent enough; Ms. Martinez answered again, with a fainter voice as tears fell down her cheeks once more 一Good, and if someone compliments your hair? What are you going to answer?一 he switched sides and started cutting the hair on the opposite side.

The woman started whining in distress as tears started to fall over the hair on the floor 一Please stop this! I’m so sorry, please let me go!一 desperate babbles left her mouth, but Jungwon pulled her hair even harsher, and raised both eyebrows as if warning her of the consequences of not doing as told. 一I… I’ll thank them!一. He hummed approvingly in response, getting rid of the last strand of hair left.

Jungwon was alerted by the sound of a car parking outside, so he quickly cut the ropes and set the teacher free, but the shock was too much for her to even stand on her feet. He reached for his school bag and placed all his belongings back inside, including the worn-out tie and the rope. 一Aren’t you so great at giving excuses? I’ll let you explain all this mess to your family一 he gestured vaguely at all the hair sprawled on the floor and headed to the back door just in time for a smiley man and a kid wearing a football uniform to enter the house.

The boy ran as fast as he could, speeding through the backyard and trespassing the wooden fence effortlessly. He only stopped on his tracks to catch his breath when he made sure that no one could see him, which was a relatively easy task considering that it was already nighttime now. Jungwon could feel as the adrenaline took over his body, making his heart pound strong enough to hear the pulse in his ears; his felt his legs and arms tremble with excitement, he has never felt this euphoric in his whole life.

He risked everything in order to make Y/N happy again, and oh, if it was totally worth it. Seeing her bright smile the next day at class after the literature teacher had explained how there was a mistake in her grades, and that she had enough points to approve, along with a heartfelt apology, reminded him of the first time he saw the girl reach peak happiness. All those weeks back, that had slowly turned into months, Jungwon had promised to himself that he would do anything to protect her precious smile.

Therefore, the boy realized that he had no choice but to return the next day and pay a second visit to Ms. Martinez and her lovely family, because the risk of her spilling his little secret and not caring about the consequences was still there, and he could not compromise Y/N's safety and wellbeing like that. He could not feel sorry, not even about young Mike losing everything he had, because Jungwon had never learnt to feel apologetic, regretful, or even the slightest sympathy towards others.

So, there was nothing that could have stopped him from walking away as the entire house burnt down to ashes behind him; not even the ear-splitting, desperate screams bothered him enough to turn back. Jungwon headed home nonchalantly and had dinner with his parents like any other night, his conscience clean and mind at ease, because for him, this was for the best as long as it meant that her adored girl could sleep soundly without having to worry about anything.

Part 5: I'm convinced that we don’t make sense, but I’d kill anyone who gets close.

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Following the heartbreaking news of Ms. Martinez passing away and her house burning down in flames for unknown reasons on a late evening while her husband and child were out, classes had been canceled for the next week in order to pay respects to the mourning family; however, Benjamin, who had been discharged from the hospital a few hours prior to arriving at the building, was waiting inside the empty classroom. It was an odd place for a meet-up, considering how difficult it had been for him to trespass the school’s security to get in, but he could not let this one-in-a-lifetime opportunity go to waste.

The moment he had woken up in the hospital, the room of blinding white walls was totally empty, his only company being the dripping sound of the saline solution that hung beside him. A few minutes later, a nurse had entered the room to check up on him and hand over a note written in pastel pink paper, saying that a girl had left it for him. A wide grin automatically appeared on his face after seeing Y/N’s name on the envelope.

The surfist wasted no time and withdrew the IV needle with a brutal force as soon as the nurse had left the room, which he regretted immediately after a sharp pain spread through his arm; he watched with a nauseous expression as blood started to gush out uncontrollably, leaving sangria-colored patches on the bed sheets, but the harm was already done, so there was no backing up now. Benjamin tried to stand on his feet, but a sudden headache accompanied with a high-pitched ringing on his ear made him freeze in place, his heavy panting and sweaty forehead followed him outside the hospital, after he had managed to put a band-aid on his arm and change his clothes.

So, there he was now, leaning against a wall and trying to play cool regardless of his dizzy state as he waited for Y/N to arrive; but she never did. The injured boy was about to leave, thinking that the girl might have chickened out after asking him to meet him at such an unconventional place, but was taken aback by the creaking sound of the classroom door slowly opening, revealing none other than Yang Jungwon, who slowly approached the taller boy with a grin, his loud steps filling the empty place. Benjamin eyed him up and down with a deep frown but stayed in place as his legs felt too weak to move. 一Where is Y/N?一 he asked in a bothered tone.

The shorter boy, who was wearing a cobalt blue hoodie this time, clicked his tongue 一You really are as stupid as you look一 his fluffy hair that was styled down and his round, feline eyes made a strong contrast with his sharp words 一Do you really think that she’ll show up after what happened last time? I hate to break it to you, but she hates you for messing with me一 he put his hands on the front pocket of his hoodie and tilted his head, analyzing the other boy’s feeble state 一But I bet that you don’t care, after all, you will never love her the way I do一.

Benjamin gasped as his headache abruptly worsened, bringing a hand to his forehead in reflex. His vision was getting blurrier by the second and a red, wet patch was starting to stain the sleeve of his shirt, but he managed to grin back at the shorter boy 一Yeah? Then why the fuck did you bring me here? Is it because you are jealous of me?一. Talking was taking up all of his energy, he started to pant heavily and keeping his cool was starting to become a difficult task.

Jungwon stared at the surfist’s pathetic state with those lightless eyes of his and closed the distance even more 一You know? I was actually planning on killing you, since I failed last time, and you’re starting to get on my nerves with that bad boy attitude you have going on there一 he pronounced the nickname in a mocking manner, as he watched Benjamin fall to his knees and tremble uncontrollably at the realization 一But it seems like you’re already dying… Standing here and doing nothing it’s starting to bore me, to be honest一.

The taller boy’s skin was now of a greenish pale tone, he suddenly turned his head to the side and threw up on the floor, supporting his weight on his hands and choking on the remains left inside his mouth. Jungwon approached him with a disgusted expression on his face, giving him a few pats on his tense shoulder 一It’s okay, let it all out一 his stern tone made it sound more like an order rather than words of comfort, Benjamin coughed and spat over the mess a few times until his breath had turned back to normal.

一You’re taking so long to die, should I give you a hand? I have better things to do一 the surfist had no time to react as the other boy pulled him by the hair and smashed his face against the puddle of acidic liquid, making a mess of the floor tiles and his blood-stained shirt as he tore his vocal strings apart screaming desperately, frantically moving his arms. Jungwon was just getting started though, watching with a straight face as red and purple marks started to appear on Benjamin’s face as his head repeatedly hit the hard floor with a loud thud.

The shorter boy finally halted his actions after his arm started to get sore and stood up to open one of the windows of the classroom, that was located on the fourth floor of the school building, he then grasped his semi-conscious classmate’s arm and forced him to stand on his feet, quickly dragging him towards said window and bending him over the wooden frame. 一Any last words?一 he asked in a sarcastic tone, chuckling at the choked coughing he received in response. Jungwon was actually an athletic kid, even though his strength got frequently overlooked given his average stature and gentle face features; he put little to no effort in pushing Benjamin’s heavy body out of the window, not bothering to look back as he had a giant mess to take care of, and not much time left until someone noticed the body smashed on the school yard.

However, a loud, familiar scream could be heard barely seconds after the body had reached the ground, making his heart sink and his eyes open wide in surprise. He rushed back to the window, supporting his weight on the frame, and watched with horror as Y/N’s body laid under Benjamin’s, a bloody circle slowly emerged from under their collapsed figures, staining the grass. What is she even doing here? Jungwon thought as he ran down the stairs to approach his best friend, was she looking for me?

The girl had her eyes closed and her body was getting crushed under the weight of the surfist’s corpse, which the boy immediately dragged away from her to let her breathe. He gently placed a hand on her back and slightly raised the upper part of her body, but it only made Y/N’s condition worsen, making her cough blood and tremble in his embrace; he only realized that he was crying when his warm tears started to mix with the blood that painted her skin.

This was the first time in Jungwon’s conscious life where he cried in a genuine way, his heart ached at the sight of her eyes opening slowly and the gentle touch of her hand on his cheek. No words came out, his throat was burning along with his lungs because of his loud, helpless sobs; he leaned forward and kissed his friend’s forehead in the most loving way he could muster, but it was too late, the light had already faded from her eyes, her shaky hand had fallen, and her faint breath had stopped.

The only thing Jungwon wanted from this life was to protect Y/N, but he had failed to complete such an important task… Without her, he had no reasons left to live anymore. All of his efforts had gone to waste, and as he held tightly onto the cold body that laid on his arms, he came to the conclusion that there was nothing he could do but to put an end to his mission. He had loved this girl so dearly, so madly, even if they only met a few months ago, that never mattered for him, for he had already imagined a future shared with her, an illusion that broke apart in front of him right at this moment.

Alerted by the neighbors, the sound of police sirens could be heard from far away, so he wasted no time to take his knife from the front pocket of his hoodie. Jungwon looked at Y/N’s face covered in blood one last time and took a deep breath before piercing right through his torso, making his whole body shake from the pain and a crimson liquid flood from under his skin, dyeing his blue clothes in a dark purple shade.

As the police arrived quickly onto the scene, the boy laid beside his adored girl one last time, holding tightly onto her cold hands and smiling lovingly at her with his deep dimples peeking, until he had no strength left to grasp her fingers.

A final thought crossed his mind before losing consciousness, about how his love for her, as strong as it had been, and as much as he had sacrificed to keep its flame alive, he could never gather the courage to profess how he truly felt about her. The only proof of his deepest passions was now buried under a stack of boxes, in the darkest corner of the lonely basement, but no one other than him would ever understand their meaning, as there was no person in this world who could love as crazily and to be as devoted, as the way Jungwon loved Y/N until his very last breath.

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A/N: Thank you so much for reading!!❣ I would really appreciate it if you could leave a comment with your opinion, because I hesitated a lot about uploading this and I wanted to know if the angst levels(?) are too much</3

[stariikis]

𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐲.𝐣𝐰

synopsis ; as a trainee under Jungwon's company, rumours have already started to fly about the two of you in a committed relationship. However, the speculations they create are neither wrong nor right, and when it all seems like too much, Jungwon's your only respite.

pairing ; idol!jungwon x trainee!reader genre ; fluff, situationship, oneshot wc ; 1015

inspired by ; call it what you want - taylor swift

Yang y/n. You can hear the low whispers trailing behind your back everywhere you go. Every step you take, every move you make. Hands stuffed deep in the pockets of your baggy jeans, a stuffy mask covering half your face. Jungwon’s one and only. 

You would never have minded being caught up in this type of situation with Jungwon, if it didn’t come at the expense of your deeply treasured privacy. If it didn’t mean you would spend your day treading over fragile eggshells, just so the rumours don’t fly again. So that Jungwon wouldn’t have to defend your name to the public every time a camera turns his way. 

As a child, you loved the flash of a camera on you, you loved the attention. Adorned in Disney princess dresses and waving around a fairy wand with a flourish, you were the perfect model for your parents’ DIY agency. However, now, as one of HYBE’s most valued and talented trainees, you can’t help but start to despise your excessive exposure to public view. 

Not to mention, when you’re caught up in a dating scandal with Belift:Lab’s Yang Jungwon, which isn’t even entirely a lie. 

The sleek black cap has to be pulled further down your face in order for you to feel even a twinge of peace. Speeding up your footsteps towards the company building, you wonder how life would be if you had just accepted Jungwon straight away, like you had multiple times before in your brain’s most romantic fantasies. 

What if you had accepted him? What if you had rejected him? What if you hadn’t allowed this confusion to slip into something so complicated that even the two of you can’t tell the truth from a lie. 

Every day, without fail, you show Jungwon all the newest online articles, and in return he screenshots speculatory posts about the two of you and sends them to you. In a matter of a few years, your innocent camera roll went from cute selcas of yourself, to Twitter posts, ship edits, and paparazzi pictures you wish were edited. 

“She must be waiting here for Jungwon!” 

Hundreds of passers-by crowd around you, but their words and their faces are all a hazy blur to you. Standing still in front of the revolving pair of entrance doors, the only face you want to see is Jungwon’s. 

And as if on cue, like an angel’s blessing has been bestowed upon you, there’s a tight grip on your arm in the middle of the fog. Jungwon’s faint baby scent fills your senses, a big, warm, bear hug in of itself. He lifts the cap off your head, a look of such affection and pain swamping the depths of his hazel eyes. 

When did you start shaking? 

Head tilted to the side, he bends down to whisper in your ear, and you have to squeeze your eyes shut to block out the loud chorus of gasps. 

“You’re shaking.” 

“Great job, genius. Didn’t notice,” you snap back almost instantly, careful to keep the sharp words a hint under your breath. The public etiquette classes you’ve recently started attending are doing a world of wonders for you. 

”Ah,” Jungwon hums cheerfully, his arm coming to sling around your shoulder. “You’re grumpy. Sounds like you need a scoop of ice cream.” 

“So suddenly?” You roll your eyes disdainfully, but quicken the pace as he starts walking down the sidewalk. The sea of fans, half screaming at the chance to see Jungwon, half shoving their phones in your faces, part like they’ve been called to do so. You should probably get used to the celebrity life, but every time this happens, a red flush of embarrassment never fails to drown out the paleness of your face. 

Jungwon shoots you an encouraging, charming smile, hiding his uneasiness very well. “I was kind of kidding, but let’s get out of here, because I have something for you.” 

Curiosity strikes you. “Something for me?” Your mind runs wild with the varying possibilities of cute gifts Jungwon would come up with. Because Yang Jungwon is totally the type to buy “Just because” flowers; definitely someone who’d dedicate a crocheted stuffed animal to his beloved. 

Then again, you’re not his beloved, and you’re not his friend. You’re mostly stuck in between the two. While you have your reasons, sometimes you question your decisions that led up to this kind of rocky relationship. 

A rocky relationship that Jungwon still somehow manages to make right. 

You round a corner, and he pulls you close in the secluded alleyway. With the tantalising aroma of freshly baked buns wafting in the air, you wonder if Jungwon’s taking you out on a ‘date’ that might not really be a ‘date’ but you’d still like to consider it a ‘date’. 

But he doesn’t budge from the spot you two stand awkwardly in. You look up at him, bemused, and he just pulls something out of his pocket. Your favourite shade of turquoise, complemented with black and white and beaded up into a bracelet. In the centre, marks Jungwon’s initials. YJW, in his very own handwriting, engraved into the circular polished beads. 

“This is for you.” Jungwon murmurs, fitting it around your wrist without even bothering to wait for a response. He must know you already treasure this bracelet like it’s your lifeline. However, this is so weird. Are you supposed to walk around with the initials of a guy that doesn’t even belong to you displayed for everyone to see? 

By the look in his eyes, Jungwon seems to think that’s completely normal. And so, you calm your racing heart. If it’s normal to Jungwon, it’s normal in your books as well. 

Lightening the atmosphere, you look deep into his eyes and joke, “Shouldn’t I be wearing my own initials around?” 

“Well, at least one matches up. Y. Yang. It’s like we’re married.” 

And he leaves you blinking rapidly in utter confusion, laughing and slipping back onto the sidewalk. You can only stare at your wrist, vowing never to take it off. Ever.

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[blue-straeh]

[11:11 pm] - yang jungwon

genre: fluff, slight angst if you squint

author's note: this is my first ever work! its not great, but i'll try to improve :) (a lot of scenes are very cringey but i tried my best)

hope you enjoy!<3

word count: 0.9k. it turned out a little longer than i hoped but here it goes!

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"yang jungwon! how could you?!" you yell exasperated as you come down the flight of stairs just to see your boyfriend jungwon sprawled out on the living room couch after coming back from his schedule.

the look on his face showing that he already knew what this was about.

he smiled sheepishly as he replied, "what's wrong babe?"

"what do you mean what's wrong? you just stole my favourite blue hoodie!" y/n replied, trying to ignore the nickname he used because you were currently mad at him.

"first of all, its my hoodie that you stole a month ago and secondly, its just in the laundry after i wore it for a walk" said jungwon as he ended the sentence with a shrug.

"why would you put my precious hoodie along with all the dirty clothes?" y/n sighed, ignoring the first part of his sentence and then slightly glared at the boy.

" 'cause it was dirty after i used it too? " jungwon answered which came out more as a question as he was unsure of what to say.

the truth is, you loved that hoodie, not just because it was his, but because he wore that hoodie on your very first date to the bakery.

being a gentleman that he is, he had given you that hoodie at the end of the day, because you were cold and shivering. you had gladly accepted it.

and even though it might be a little silly, but you still think that that hoodie smelled like the bakery you visited with him along with his scent. that hoodie was the thing that calmed and comforted you when he was not there in person and away for long because of his schedule.

and now you look up at your same lovely boyfriend who put your hoodie(well actually his) in the laundry without telling you once and ridding the piece of cloth of the smell that once comforted you.

"why would you wear that hoodie out of all the ones you own? that one was special" you said softly, all the anger dissisapating and now just feeling sad.

"i'm sorry baby. when i left your house yesterday night, it was cold and that was the first warm piece of clothing i saw of mine so i just wore it" he said apologetically, now feeling bad that he made you upset.

he thought about what you said and asked again with a curious frown, "why is that hoodie special though?"

you tried to control your blush and tried to search for intelligible words in your head, searching for an excuse to not make his ego bigger by letting him know just how smitten you are for him.

too late.

he smirked looking at your nervous thinking face and said, "it's not because it was the hoodie i wore on our first date, was it?"

you sighed, thinking its better to just come out clean, because he will figure you out anyways.

one thing you both know for sure is, jungwon knows you like the back of his hand after all.

he always did. because you both were friends for a while before going out.

"well that, and also because we had gone to the bakery that day and i thought it smelled just like that place. it helped me calm down whenever i missed you too much.." you mumbled qnd trailed off at the end, hoping he didnt hear you clearly.

but taking in account your close proximity on the living room couch, that didnt happen.

he just smiled genuinely right at you, feeling grateful and loved that even his hoodie meant so much for you.

but on second thought, it did boost his ego as you expected it too.

because you could see his smile changing into something more smug and now you were thinking of rushing to your bedroom upstairs to still pretend to be mad at him, though you know it would not last, because you certainly can never stay mad at jungwon for long (who can honestly).

as you stood up to leave, he stood too and grabbed your arm and turned you around to him, holding you in place by wrapping his arms around your waist.

he looked at you and said with a smile, "i'm sorry. i didnt realize that hoodie meant so much to you. i will give you as many hoodies of mine as you want."

you pouted at him and said slowly, "its okay. its just that wont smell the same as that one"

his smile widened at your pout and he gently pecked you.

you were slightly startled and tried to frown so that you dont give the oncoming smile away, seeing you frown he said, "did you not like it?"

before you could say anything, he went on ahead and said, " you can return it then. "

he went on ahead to even pout and you could not fight the blush anymore and kissed him softly.

you both pulled away moments later and he said, "did you really not like the first kiss though?"

"ofcourse, i liked it idiot. you are just so cute i had to kiss you a second time too" you replied grinning slightly.

at this jungwon's ears turned slightly red and you were proud at this turn of events.

then breaking the small peaceful silence that had settled on, he said with a happy glint in his eyes, " i have my day off tomorrow. what do you say about us visiting that bakery we went to on our first date while i wear my same blue hoodie?"

" i would love that " you said gleefully.

" now then lets go to bed and cuddle. i missed you the whole day at work today " said jungwon, holding your hand and leading you to the upstairs bedroom.

" i missed you too " you said as you squeezed his hand tighter.

you both cuddled together and went to sleep, as both of you waited for the next day to come excitedly.

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the end.

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[piakae]

TRAIN —੭ jungwon drabble

you rode the bus to and from college with your boyfriend, yang jungwon, every day. and today, you had to take a later train. jungwon had a late class and anybody could guess it just by his tired and dragging face. it wasn’t too busy so you both got a seat.

the moon was shining onto jungwons pale face, eye bags shadowing across his cheeks. you thought he looked so perfect yet so different from what he usually did. the class he attended must have been difficult, i mean, studying music seemed easy to others, but from what you saw sprawled on his face and desk at home, it was the opposite.

looking up to him with a worried look shading your face, you chewed your lip before whispering. “jungwon. are you awake?”

he turns his head over to you, smiles with his eyes closed and adjusts himself in his seat. “of course i am.”

you laugh, taking his hand in yours and warming up to him. “you don’t seem to be.” you whisper again. he doesn’t respond and instead opens one eye to look at you. all he saw was perfection. your small smile, your long lashes and smudges of charcoal still present on your upper lip.

“you have a moustache.” your smile dropped and you subconsciously brought your hands up to your lip, before he grabbed them. “it’s charcoal. why do you keep forgetting to wash your hands after classes?” you look down at your fingers which are indeed covered with black smudges. you look now at his own hand, the one you were holding before, and your bag. it’s everywhere.

“oh. oh no.” he silently laughed and shook his head, taking his only clean hand away and wiping your upper lip. you gulp and it makes him drop his eyes, giving you a quick peck on the lips. “thanks.” you say quietly.

he nods and turns back forward, now slumping to the side, deciding your shoulder would be the best pillow for the next 15 minutes. it was also one of the only places that didn’t have charcoal on it.

as soon as you got home, you both showered, ate, and passed out.

tags: @hyeunfae @raevyng

[yyawnjun]

THE ANATOMY OF A HUG

jungwon x gn!reader ; short drabble; 0.4k wc ; fluff ; jungwon nd the reader are best friends!!(for now...) ; i just saw this piece of art online and i was mesmerized ; i am sure will make more drabbles inspired by art ; not proofread, 'm sorry ; @kflixnet

"Do you know who Luna Lu is?" Jungwon asked, scrolling through his phone as you sat on the couch with your head on his shoulder.

You only shake your head at those words, which appear to come out of nowhere.

"She's a cool artist, look at this piece," he added, smiling at you. "It's called Anatomy of a Hug."

"This piece makes hugs beautiful and comforting, doesn't it?" he said, while you were mesmerized by that work of art.

"Woah…I also believe it's because your heart is kind and your hugs are so comforting, you know?" you added without thinking and without noting his reaction - as his smile softened and his eyes sparkled a little.

"You think so mh?" He chuckled as he said it, and his voice cracked slightly as his heart beat quicker than normal.

And you just nodded, closing your eyes again, almost falling asleep in that pleasant moment that had been created.

You both couldn't get that piece of art out of your head, no matter how hard you tried. Both of your hearts desired and screamed for a hug… So, how come no one spoke up for the hearts? What do you have to be terrified of?

"Hug?" he exclaimed at one point.

"What?" you asked, verifying that you had heard correctly.

"C'mon, you heard me.."

You did not hesitate as his eyes moved.

You stepped between his legs as he sat with his legs crossed. There was no sexual tension between you as if your spirits were hugging each other at that time.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your head on his right shoulder, while he placed his arms around your waist and rested his head on your right shoulder.

Speaking with your best friend suddenly turned awkward? Because you had so many things to say but your lips were paralyzed…

"My heart is beating so fast, my god," you chuckled, not thinking much because the awkward feeling had become comfortable now.

"Yn our beats are now synchronized," he said, pulling you closer to him and squeezing you slightly.

What were those feelings?

"…If we keep going like this, dumbass, I might fall in love with you," you joked?

"Same here, I might even give in to my desire to kiss you" Jungwon added.

More terrified than ever, both of you two did not move…

[letters2won]

10 Things I hate about you

SYNOPSIS ౨ৎ Lee Heeseung has it all, he’s captain of the soccer team, popular, charming and hilarious (at least in his eyes). What he doesn’t have though is a girlfriend OR a prom date making him desperate. You on the other hand want nothing to do with him or his silly problems, but how come you two are always clashing heads in the end?

PAIRING: soccer player!heeseung x photographer!fem reader

GENRE and TROPES: smau & written, enemies to lovers, highschool au, fluff, possible angst

FEATURING: enhypen, chuu, gaon (xdinary heroes), gyuvin (zb1), beomgyu (txt)

STATUS: upcoming (will release in April)

TAGLIST: open! send an ask or comment to be added!

A/N ౨ৎ rewatched 10 things i hate about you again and now we’re here 🤕 This movie is so heeseung coded im actually sick to my stomach!! Anyways let’s pray i make this one a little longer 🙏

PROFILES: REAL alpha males | hamilton fans (derogatory)

CHAPTERS (title may change)

01 on my bucket list

02 jakelations

03 YOU WONT BREAK MY SOUL!

04 chivalry is REAL

05 not very dattebayo of you..

06 tba