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YUTA for SPUR Japan Magazine

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jock yuta is my favourite yuta ♡ ↳ d-3 until yuta’s 26th!

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I ORDERED RAFAYEL AND SYLUS, BUT XAVIER CAME HOME— NOW I'M NEAR PITY HUHUHUHU

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im still so scared and intimidated to do LADS, since ever tbh... most esp my sassy af boy Rafa, i was like this with doing Vyn back then, but oml... Sylus on the other hand tho 👀

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End Game

gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (8/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff, smut cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 3.9k

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Yumi and Beomgyu are now alone, everyone left already and their group study session has concluded for the week.

“Are you done blabbering over it?” His eyelashes flutter, looking at her in a teasing manner. “Kiss me.”

With his eyes so beady looking intently at her, Yumi had to tap his shoulders in protest. Beomgyu kept her chin up using his finger to keep her eyes from straying away from his.

With him looking at her eyes ready, Beomgyu additionally caresses her hands to soften her.

Was that what that look meant all this time?

Yumi shakes her head, as if it cannot be helped but to listen to his request.

Instead of immediately adhering to his request, why not tease him a bit? 

With Yumi landing her nose on his, brushing it against his as she nuzzles close to his figure.

The warmth is following along with a fuzziness in her chest.

This is far different from when they were “just best friends” to now that they are a couple, at most, she’s the one still getting used to this. What am I even thinking?

Her mind had been wandering loosely lately. She's blushing over these nonsensical things. And this is just her admiring this blabbermouth yapping over some of his interests, looking oh so handsome.

Beomgyu squeezing her hand signals her attention back to him. This has been a usual scenario for the past week.

Yumi’s mind drifts off as she’s still in a haze that they’re together like this. He has been the safe space for her to vent out her thoughts so smoothly that everything else around them keeps vanishing. It is as if she keeps entering a garden full of butterflies, many enough to drift her away up the clouds. 

He holds onto her arm to pull her gently close to her. Beomgyu has been the anchor grounding her back into ease.

“What? Is my handsome face distracting you again?” Beomgyu glides his hand across his chin.

Has she been staring again? Gosh, she lets out a huff, the knitted brows hiding her flushed face.

Another slide of sneak attack of Beomgyu teasing slipped through her daydreaming, making her snap at him.

“Aish, shut up,” she rolls her eyes, pushing his face away with the whole of her palm. How could her best friend make her this flustered? Heol.

Beomgyu just chuckles, his teasing still high with its win rate.

“Make me,” he puckers his lips, licking it in an obnoxiously overdone way, so far polar from attempting to look ‘sexy’.

“Aish, Choi Beomgyu,” she exasperated, Yumi jokingly slaps her hand over his cheeks before pulling it close, squeezing her hands on both his cheeks. 

“What nohw?” His face is scrunched up and his voice comes off a bit muffled. He’s sure he hasn’t done anything for the last minute.

Yumi just stays silent, admiring his stupid little cute face for the nth time before kissing him in the least attractive way. 

Serves him right.

But it makes her heart flutter at how placid he kisses back in that second.

Oh how quick her attempts backfire.

“This idiot,” she pouts. “What do I do with you?”

He puts out his tongue, holding her arms placed on the sides of his face. “But this idiot is yours, till we reach the grave to annoy you.”

“Since day 1 huh?” Yumi goes on to squeeze his cheeks once again, Beomgyu shrugs his lips forming into a pout as he’s thinking. Who knew that he was capable of doing so?

“Not quite likely, maybe… the first week?”

Yumi hits him with his teasing, making him laugh.

He goes on mocking her, pointing at her even though she’s got him at the palms of her hands. Quite literally he’s at a disadvantage with his face and big mouth scrunched up as he’s laughing.

She perked a brow at him, grimacing. “Is it that funny?”

He switched up immediately to a straight face. "Nope."

Weirdo.

Yumi scooted closer to him, positioning herself on his lap, and wrapping her legs around his waist. Her eyes furrowed, glancing downwards with her mouth in a pout. “You still owe me lots, Pabo.”

“In what ways do I have a sum to pay, hmmm? Explain it in full detail, princess.”

“Hearing you blurt out pet names doesn't suit you, doofus.” She quickly palms his face once again, but this time, his hand catches it, putting it over his shoulder.

“Ahhh, I bet this responds otherwise.” Beomgyu starts stroking her panties, Yumi flinches in surprise, hitting him in the shoulder. Not that direct—

He quickly grabs her by the waist to not let her lose her balance. She tumbles a bit. Even so, her sass wasn’t shaken off. “How much are you throwing away?”

At that, his intrusive thoughts came into his consciousness. He loses his grip on her arm, pretending to make her fall.

“Aish! Choi Beomgyu!” She grabs onto him in panic.

“Your life…” Beomgyu fools around once again, lifting his leg so she goes the other direction. His other arm is readily hovering over her back to support her.

“Ya!”

He kisses her speechless, quickly melting away the energy of her legs and body to fight back. These are the types of interruptions she didn't know would stir off her annoyance coming from this man.

At least that’s consistent between us.

“I'll prove you wrong-er by making you more wetter.”

“Your grammar is decreasing my attraction to you by the minute,” she scorns, rolling her eyes sideways. But for a moment or two, it shifts upwards as he attempts to reach below her skirt. 

Her breath hitches, making her squirm in place as he strokes lewdly close to her clothed core.

“Ya…” she protests, already feeling breathless. “You're playing dirty now, are you? Striking at my most vulnerable state.”

“You spreading your legs like that on my lap puts you at a disadvantage. Also, the moment you chose to place yourself on my playing field.” He lifts his legs once again to remind Yumi that he's got her wrapped around his fists. Also by the firm squeeze of his hands on her waist, he makes sure it’s etched on her mind.

Yumi just buried herself by his neck, hiding her ever-growing blush on how they've been a bit playful to her liking.

It's too obvious how she's been hot and bothered since earlier.

“We're getting sidetracked, we still need to catch up on some topics.” She’s about to lift her leg off his lap but he puts her back in place.

“Nuh-uh, don't bring that up after provoking me.” His glare is darker in comparison, breath near hers is a bit hotter. His voice is low and slow as his lips form a smirk. “Finish what you started, Lee Yumi.”

Beomgyu puts her palm by the bulge of his pants. She swallowed hard, now realizing how dry of a desert her airway was on how much her throat was craving to quench her thirst.

“How about we both talk about that owing stuff now and settle it, hmmm?” His hands are now roaming in dangerous waters, planting seeds of heat in the free spaces of her skin. “Does this cut it?”

“Let's just get to the point,” she scurries, her impatience quickly dissolving her mask. It tore down further as Yumi just felt his lips nibbling her neck. 

Fuck it, she wants to go straight to the point.

And straight down she goes to undo his pants, quickly going down on her knees in-between his legs.

Beomgyu lets out an illicit gasp, a streak of red further obvious across his face as his clothes continue to come undone.

This was a sight much fantasized about and a thought very much avoided by Beomgyu to even touch while he fists himself on some cold nights. He doesn't want to see his best friend this way but now that he got the right, per se, it was quick for Beomgyu to accept his fate.

“Yumi…” He fists her hair, reminding every bit of himself to maintain control of his touch.

He quickly melts to her touch as she palmed his clothed erection, breathing a bit too embarrassingly heavy as his labored breath grows fuller with his cock sprung free for the cold air to brush openly.

Just one touch and he's all in shambles like this.

“I-I'm still not up for the part, so don't criticize me much on my blowing.” She murmurs, but it quickly loses meaning as her hot mouth sinks into his shaft.

“I don't expect you to be but, uhhh, it's you, Yumi, so I know it will feel.... fuck, fucking good in any way.” He bites his lower lips, hissing a bit. 

She moves her tongue more, gobbling his dick. His noises are turning more into a series of groans at her every touch.

Yumi leans her cheek by his shoulder, releasing his erection with a pop. “You flatter me too much.”

“Anything for my princess.”

Yumi blushes at his endearments, trying all her might not to admit to his face how greedy she is to hear more of that. But it’s too late with her evident blush and eagerness to pleasure his twitching cock. She can’t help but give in more as it seems to ask for her strokes and care. 

“Is there more of where that came from?” she inquires, wrapping her free hand on his shaft, stroking it along the glides of her hot tongue.

Beomgyu lets his eyes answer, softly stroking her hair, not a stray hair left unattended in his care. Beomgyu’s eyes land on observing her pretty face, especially now how fascinated he is seeing her pretty lips wrapped around his hard cock.

It twitched harder as his thoughts strayed on how wet she might be underneath her clothed sex, and how he would be eating her up later.

Oh, he's excited for his turn to make her feel damn good. I’d make sure she’s choking up her words so that only syllables will spill out.

Beomgyu scrunches her hair, holding back any force that may hurt Yumi. He gently fists to pull her scalp, just enough to her liking.

“Ah… ah, oh, shit.” She licks and sucks a sweet spot of his hard-on, his shaft dancing with her tongue. In this divine view, he could see how her mouth slid and slurped at every bop, he flinched as she swirls her tongue across his sensitive shaft.

Fuck, on how inexperienced she said herself to be, this might be a crime of deceit on how fucking good she's taking him in.

“Are you sure this is how you see ‘mediocre’?” Another hiss off Beomgyu’s lips transpires. “Fuck, ha-Yumi, you're a natural.”

“That's gonna boost my morale to do more,” she smirks, at that, she muffles some more taking him whole in her mouth and dips in, sucking harder.

Beomgyu had to hold onto nothing but the surface of the chair he was sitting in. Yumi is just back, deep in the back of her throat with his dick, licking all around and doing him good.

“Hmphh—” He felt his palms sweating as he was near his release, Beomgyu’s lips quivering along a sexy moan, the beads of sweat followed by strings of his release. 

Some that spilled off her mouth accidentally sprayed over her face, landing by her cheeks. She sighed in satisfaction, licking off some of the excess in her body and swallowing it.

Beomgyu kisses atop her head, catching his breath.

Yumi stands up, making his hair kimpy. She kisses his forehead aggressively. 

It isn't a common sight to see his forehead as he’s always the type to keep his bangs down. She pouts, letting her thoughts be voiced out. “Why don't you show your forehead more? Your eyebrows are a great asset, you know.”

“Oh? You want girls to trample over me?” Beomgyu lays out the ‘consequences’ of her request, pushing his hair back. It is followed then again with a smug smirk. “I wanted to keep its peak glory for your eyes only, love.”

Yumi cringes instead of being impressed. “I swear to god I'll shave your head bald.”

“Enough of that, I'm done waiting.” Beomgyu quickly brushes off her insult, and he makes her sit down.

“Said the one who can wait for as long as he can?” Yumi says teasingly, spreading her legs mindlessly at Beomgyu’s accord. 

He firmly makes her stay put, laying a finger on his lips. “Shhhh… I am not that person I was yesterday, I want you now.” Beomgyu looks at her intently, pushing his hair back that makes her heart skip a bit, adding an attack to her core as he licks his lips attractively. “My turn.”

Beomgyu lifts her up to adjust her, she yelps as he spreads her legs wide open, His fingers followed by lifting her skirt up. She shudders at the cold air hitting her bare skin along his cold fingers squeezing her inner thigh. 

It’s not too soon that her buttoned shirt is undone, with Beomgyu slowly planting kisses down her neck and chest. She felt herself heaving her breath ardently at Beomgyu’s lips nibbling on her bare chest.

“You wanted this last time…” he emphasized, his other hand cupping her other hand as if remembering the last time they left off. While his mouth and lips are busy, sticking his tongue out as he swirls it around at anything but her nipples. 

She grows impatient as he licks the sides of her boobs. 

“Gyu…” She’s getting more hot and bothered, grabbing his other hand for any other sense of stimulation. He pinches her nipple in acknowledgment.

He lets out a smirk seeing her evident frustration. He quickly diffuses her annoyance as he gives in, licking her nipples, sucking onto it to hear her pretty sighs.

With another series of licks and sucks, he releases her boob with a pop, after leaving a light mark from his impulsive bite of her soft skin.

Yumi looks extra greedy at this point.

“Now it's your turn to evaluate me,” Beomgyu says, there’s no room left for her to respond as he quickly reveals the string of her pleasured juices stretched, glistening to expose her as he pulls down her panties.

It made his pupils dilate a millimeter wider seeing how very wet and heated she was.

She flushed in defeat, holding a yelp back. No use hiding it even on how much she holds back her hands to cover her wet core.

Beomgyu instructs her to keep her hands on the table to support herself as he starts licking her. Again, he starts out direct, spreading his tongue flat and wide, then thinly to hit her sensitive buds at every stroke. She heaves in a sigh of pleasure as he pleases her nerves in every spot.

“Ah, ohh… uh, hah-no… more…. aah—” A string of vowels weaved in the room, along her hands brushing through Beomgyu’s weft of hair as he devoured her further.

Yumi calling out his name fans out his desire more as she grabs him by his head. He pulls onto his strands— just anything to grab hold of as she’s turning more into a mess. “Bo-Beomgyu…”

She cannot stay still as she squirms at his techniques, simultaneously attacking her clit and wet core with his tongue, piercing and spreading it with him changing his pace.

“Wait… Ah.” She lets out a cry as he inserts his finger, the boney digits stroking and shaping her tight walls, it creates more lewd noises as he moves it in and out of her wet pussy.

The way he twists and turns his tongue was a foul play, making her legs buckle at every slurp and random suck he does to her clit and pussy.

She can’t get hold of what the hell he has in mind, Beomgyu was always unpredictable. But his way to surprise her isn’t something she would complain about.

“Uhh-ha…. shit, ah! Ah… that’s a good spot.” She clings more onto his hair.

Beomgyu curves his finger, reaching the back of her walls like a switch turned on that made her mewl. Seeing her reaction, he slurps in more, making her wet core dripping in pleasure and his saliva. 

Her eyes roll back further as he dips his face more onto her moist and heated sex.

Yumi no longer cares about how loud she is, he's so fucking good he deserves to be cheered on. “That's so good fucking good Gyu. More…”

He listens and follows through, relentlessly attacking her senses as she’s getting lost deeper into bliss. 

Beomgyu pulls away but doesn't let his hand rest as he fingerfucks her, keeping his gaze locked on her as he leans in to kiss her ravenously. Their tongues danced as she tasted herself and his saliva into this sweet mix of their kisses.

“Let me come, please.” She thrusts her hips, her body begging for some sense of release, her eyes also plead as he’s staring her down. But he has something grander in mind.

“Patience, princess.” Beomgyu pulls away, carrying her to move her into a different position. 

It momentarily felt empty for Yumi as he slipped out his fingers and tongue, dialing back some of the progress of her close release.

Beomgyu grins, tickling Yumi’s ears as he breathes near her ear. “Let’s move to the next act, hmmm?”

Yumi’s eyes are so lulled and clouded with lust that she’s just left there filled with anticipation. “Just do me however, loverboy.”

Her smugness didn’t remain too long as she melted into submissiveness again just by Beomgyu’s look.

She’s now placed on the table, chest pressed down and her back exposed for him to stare in awe. Beomgyu pulls up her skirt, her panties straight down her feet, dangling to the side. 

He clasps on her butt cheeks before inserting his member smoothly as he takes her behind. “Ahh—”

With no prior heed, it is something that Yumi didn’t mind as it is what she had been craving since. She’s just filled with desire with the likes of Beomgyu, just him.

“You feel so good,” he groans as the hotness spreads through his senses. Beomgyu grabs hold of her waist, then reaches for her bare chest, stimulating her sensitive knobs as he thrusts into her deeper.

“You… too, haaa… ah!” She had to gasp for air at how his movements increased in roughness, but it was just enough to satiate her growing inclination.

She can feel his hips move, feeling his dick move a bit deeper at every thrust he does. Yumi reaches for his arm, clinging onto him as she asks for more.

Beomgyu was hugging her from behind as he rammed into her, her walls getting tighter and tighter at every dip and fro.

Fuck, she can't help but let her eyes and tongue gouching out on far different everything self compared to how she touches herself on cold nights.

The feeling of his dick plunged into hers is divine. 

She's getting lost for words by the second pass. 

“Let me… see you. Face, here. I want you, please,” she breathes. She tried with all her might to say that coherently, a bit muffled with moans but Beomgyu understood her clearly.

Her mouth now asks for something other than moaning, craving for his passionate kisses just hovering over her nape.

Embarrassment and the overwhelming pleasure she felt were an understatement of how quick her orgasm peaked at one kiss of Beomgyu. It was all too much for her, but at the same time, his kisses were enough to push her senses to its apex.

In her defense, she had just been extra sensitive since he had been teasing her all day.

It wasn’t long before Beomgyu’s climax followed hers as the stimulating spasm and tightness triggered his peaking pleasure.

He quickly pulls out, cleaning up what he can do as he lets her rest.

“Are you satisfied?”

“You know, I'm not,” her confession was shameless. She hisses with a grin as her climax sinks in further her system. “I want to explore and learn more.”

“You're going to use this study session thing as an excuse now huh?” he chuckles at the possibility, and he shakes his head. “No can do, but you know you don't need to find excuses just ask me directly if you're being needy.”

“Yah, you're the one being needy.”

Beomgyu rolls his eyes. “Says the one that's needy.”

“I'm too poofed to even argue.” She simply plops her body to melt along the table, it’s filled with sticky sweat. Ew.

Beomgyu positions next to her, chuckling. “No need as I'm right.”

“Yeah yeah,” she kisses him lazily, her lips landing by his shoulder blade. She lets herself let loose for a bit before tidying herself up.

They were totally for real now this time, even the group wouldn’t really come up with anything boisterous and something so absurd as them being together. Or at least know what is meant to be done as a joke or not. And doing some cause and effect on a bond between two people is definitely out of the question for some “entertainment”. 

Even if Beomgyu is such a prankster, they wouldn’t go as far as to trample over a friend’s boundaries. They have some basic decency and a functioning brain.

So this is far from some senseless prank.

They would just let the magic do its work for these two, no matter how ridiculous they were trying to hide the fact that they were overtly together now. 

A doofus for a doofus. A perfect pair.

They’re certainly supportive of this duo.

One thing for sure for Yumi and Beomgyu and something they’ll never dare to joke about is that they cannot pretend nor hide this relationship for too long.

Sooner or later, the group just has to bear with their romantic crap.

It’s even quite amusing for TXT how they act around the group even though it was hella obvious they were hiding it. At some point, they went along with it just for the laughs.

Yeonjun could only roll his eyes, and Taehyun looked like the shocked Pikachu meme when Beomgyu and Yumi finally decided to get their game of hide and seek over with.

“Took you two long enough,” Yeonjun says in the least enthusiastic way possible. Echoing behind him an amused Taehyun. “We were getting impatient really.”

And Yumi swears she even saw some of them handing out sickles and a galleon passed around. 

These baboons.

“I’m just glad I’m the one who will be giving you butterflies in the end,” Beomgyu chimes, making Yumi smile. “Till we die then.”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s a promise.” Beomgyu puts a hand over his chest, and Yumi is ready to hit him. “You better be or I’ll kill you.”

“Urgh, it’s so annoying even as ghosts you’re a bother.” Soobin breaks off their banter, but he knows this wouldn’t be the last time they get to witness these two’s shenanigans.

Coincidentally also by the end of their school days... They’re just glad the game of cat and mouse has come to an end, with this race of butterflies finding its worthy happy ending. They finally reached the finish line. 

With Beomgyu and Yumi as together’s end game.

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a big lesson for me was learning that most things are not as fragile as I’d believed. missing a class, or turning in a bad assignment, won’t instantly destroy your professor’s opinion of you. accidentally saying something harsh won’t make your friend want to end the friendship. it takes work to repair these things - it takes effort and research and sometimes a sincere apology - but you can do that because they’re not irreparably broken. what you’ve worked to build, in academia and in relationships and in life, is stronger and more enduring that your mind may teach you to believe. don’t let imagined fragility lead you to giving up

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taehyung’s reaction when he is fixing his zipper and the host said they were live at youtube 😆

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kookie eating a cookie 🥺

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Prod

gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (7/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff, hurt/comfort, pre-smut (?) cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 3.1k

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 8

do not repost © yutasbimil (2024)

They’ve already talked this out beforehand. Beomgyu already talked about this with the dudes before for some advice and insight. 

As much as they fight upfront, Yeonjun is one who assures Beomgyu that it’s okay. As anxious as fuck he is dealing with this, he told him like no need to overthink it; that they know him as a person, and that Yumi and him are friends. Just need to settle out especially the drift apart moment between them. He’s also assured previously that even with his absence in the friend group last time, she’s affected and values him regardless.

But why does he still end up with clammy palms? This isn’t anything new spending time with Yumi, even facing her like this.

This is more nerve-wracking than expected.

“What's so different studying with that Jaemin guy, hmmm?” Beomgyu gnawed more than he should’ve with the sudden drop of questions. But again, he was curious. Especially how much Yumi was lured and insistent in hanging out with the dude to the point of dating him…

“The sexual tension?”

Beomgyu blinks at her directness.

“Psh… H-how—and how are you sure we don't have that? I mean the tension.” He blurts in attempts to one-up this “competition” at the top of his head? He’s confused as well. Argh— Beomgyu fidgeted in place, even tripping to miss hitting the book ends with his fist. Damn, that one word triggered him.

“Just laid out my best card first hand…” Yumi states, laying out her fingers and then polishing her nails, she then blinks to process what she had heard. “Wait… what do you mean by— so you’re saying there is a tension between us?”

The loading process is slower on both their systems than usual today. Beomgyu didn’t answer immediately as he looked at her, ridiculed. You were the one who already jumped at that answer? Gurl… As to why he stole her input in the “tension” part; solely that part only(!). 

“I'm not the only one feeling it.” He said as if to shrug it off. “It’s tension one way or another.”

He didn’t need to add a question mark on the end for that one.

Both their quietness was clear as water.

The water welling up in Yumi’s eyes that is. “Well, fuck, I don't want to talk about this Beomgyu.”

“Neither do I, but I know that we know this will get in our way of studying.”

Urghhhh, she hates how he's right. That leaves them no choice.  Fine— she struts, taking the lead. “Let's go somewhere private.”

“Is this where he's been taking you?” he pondered, he pocketed his hands like his thoughts to prevent them from wandering further.

“Shhh, shut your trap.” she dusted him off like the vacant seat in the back row. “Don't make it awkward, Beomgyu.”

“I'm just gonna tell you, this place ain't special. Every other house likes to occupy abandoned classrooms. One way or another…” He says in a ‘just putting it out there’ way to knock some sense into her brain. 

He puts his arms by the nape of his neck as they approach their seats.

“That's… actually an assuring thing to hear, thanks.”

Yumi breathes in but the musty atmosphere isn't lessening her nervousness, why is she even nervous? So suddenly—

“Okay, no more beating around the bush. I just feel guilty, that's all. I feel that I have swept it under the rug. On how I see it, I wasn't being a good friend to any of you guys when I got sucked into a relationship.”

Well, for Yumi’s defense, it’s even a new territory for Beomgyu as he never encountered Yumi going through a breakup. It always had been just crushes, and not so deep into the relationship realm for them.

So somehow he understands…

It’s his turn to sigh.

“I admire your awareness, but… why are you only giving your apology to me?” Beomgyu perks an eyebrow.

“You were the closest to me.”

“But I didn't need one…”

Yumi puts up her hand as if to cool him off. She then quickly shrugs as even she is confused in her own actions. “Again, I just felt like it.”

Beomgyu crosses his arms. “That's a bit off-putting that I made my best friend feel that way for pursuing her happiness.”

She lets out another aggravated sigh, averting her eyes along a pained biting of her lower lip. “I just… Didn't know how much it can get in the way of our friendship.”

“And you didn't like that?”

“Of course, Gyu.”

Beomgyu then nods, a way of acknowledging her. His arms remained cross but now, looking a bit more upright. “But were you happy with Jaemin?”

“Yeah, it was fun while it lasted.”

Beomgyu’s lips curled up, and he relaxed his shoulders in his seat, gesturing to her. “Then that's all that I wanted to hear.” 

Some kind of relief weighed off the air at that.

The topic subsides, and Yumi is left to look at her feet. Any other weight was released but… Her sense of avoidance of the guy still not choosing to turn away from her system. 

“Now what?”

Beomgyu purses his lips, eyes piercing through hers. “Well, anything else you want to open up while we’re at it?”

She swallowed, but her voice persisted through the dryness of her throat. 

“Why did you get distant,” she asked. “Was it really because of me being in a relationship?”

Now it’s his turn to freeze on the spot. Why the sudden cold feet?

Telling the truth or not— will be landing him in a pile of questions. Like a butterfly effect dispersing around them…

What a trap she unconsciously laid out…

Damn it, Yumi.

“As I said, I just felt like getting myself together but, it's not just you…” Beomgyu tries to lay out the appropriate words to say, but he’s shaken regardless. He tries to look into Yumi’s eyes to search for any sense that may be the same as what he’s thinking at this moment. “I felt that your relationship got in the way of our friendship as well. I know it's normal since we're opposite genders. But of course, it still stung. Just something inside me got shaken up that I was a coward.”

“A coward?”

Oh shit, that slipped. 

He should've stopped a few words back and it could've been a whole truth, still.

Fuck it— 

“That I can't stand seeing you with another dude,” Beomgyu said.

“Is that how it feels when I'm with Yeonjun or Taeh—”

“You know what I mean, Yumi,” he solemnly says, it made it harder for Yumi to look at his eyes. “But defending myself still even though you know me… I didn't stay being your friend to get to my real intention.”

Yumi’s eyes start wavering at him, the gradual realization still about to her, but not quite crashing on her yet. She remains intently listening.

He glides his hands on the armchair beside him to lessen the piercing gaze at him. 

“It was just one random fine day back then, it felt like a punch in the gut that I'm not the closest guy to your heart, and I wanted to beat myself up for thinking that because you only deserve the best.” His voice is starting to rasp but he has to maintain his ground. “I'm your best friend but I don't think I'm your best choice as I can't even overcome the first step… but it's also because I have to lose being your best friend if I want to be your boyfriend.”

Too soon.

The change of that single word made Yumi’s heart flutter, along with the butterflies she didn’t know were there… Was that the nervousness all this time?

Yumi’s palm unconsciously caressed the center of her chest, along with the steady heartbeat echoing in her ears.

She tried to swallow it all back, shoving every worry down the depths of her subconscious.

“You don't have to risk that, Beomgyu… You can still be my best friend but… gosh, can you let me think about this?” She can’t help but trample over her words, she released her voice too soon without properly laying out her game plan choice of words. 

Yumi didn’t expect herself to be this shaken. What the hell?

“No sweat but… I am incredibly sorry, I think it's such bad timing that I'm confessing.” A panicked chuckle escaped his lips, his palm meeting the cold sweat-filled sideburn of his. He breathes out of exasperation. “I don't ever want to be that asshole that comes along your way when you're clearly still heartbroken. I know I can be an ass with all that teasing and getting on your nerves but—”

“I know you, Beomgyu,” she cuts him off, quickly whilst breathing slowly as if to instruct him to mirror her. “So no need to get that so worked up.”

It was also a way to prevent her anxiety from taking over. Some part of her is scared to make the same mistakes she did with Jaemin, like jumping in too soon the moment some opportunity presents itself. And Beomgyu doesn’t deserve to get trampled along her recklessness. 

Yes, she thought that through before getting into a relationship with him. But she felt that she should’ve done more than just be carried away with mere chemistry.

But it's different with Beomgyu.

Yumi knows it but… why does it still feel like butterflies are raging in her caged chest?

She'll be honest then. This is Choi Beomgyu we’re talking about. The sincerity in his eyes stayed the same as his intent look on hers that didn’t leave her for a hot minute.

Her hands trail along his chest, she’s a bit agitated to even let a slight sliver of pump be heard by her. As she’s scared if it is as loud as hers right now. 

Her fingers found the fabric of his crimson and gold tie, it’s almost always crooked, reflecting how rowdy this lion could get. Yet he always seems to look strong and so welcoming. 

I guess some things remain the same as they did when they were in their first years together.

Some things remain and linger, it’s the same person still.

We’re both just growing up together. 

No wonder I’m afraid for it all to fade to dust in just a snap…

“I don't know when or how but…” she rasps, her eyes wavered with water for a moment. “Maybe I was just putting off the thoughts and chances to be with you because what we have is already too precious for me to lose.”

“You won't lose me even as your lover, Yumi,” Beomgyu responds. “Think of it like an upgrade from all the bantering we have, our bond remains the same….”

“What if I don't want it to be?”

Beomgyu slowly nods, blinking slowly to acknowledge her. “It's bound to change but it's still ‘Yumi and Beomgyu’ in it, right?”

She can’t help but chuckle at that, shaking her head in relief. A coy smile slightly agape is evident in her. “You really are good at convincing, Choi Beomgyu.”

“No rush, I've waited for so long,” he chimes. “What's a few more times, right?”

Her mouth agape wider upon hearing that. “Since when…”

“Let's not mind the many chances slipped away of me being an idiot,” said Beomgyu, fast in brushing off any attempts to push the topic. At least not now.

“So it all goes back to you being an idiot huh….”

“Yumi…”

It's as if the way he said her name on his distracting lips sent alarm bells in her system. She advanced forward, leaning closer into his space.

To where the trajectory of her thoughts is aiming, she just wants to get closer to her goal either way. Yumi shuts both her eyes along her thoughts of the ever-pestering butterflies in her system.

Fuck it.

Yumi kisses him, square in the lips to prevent him from spurring further nonsense. This goes along with him no longer reverting to talk about his idiotic failed attempts, right?

Seeing his eyes flutter close and ease at her impromptu plan, he seems to agree along her way. His walls are cascading down as seconds pass.

His hand landed on the sides of her face, the other supporting the nape of her neck, while her other hand supported herself by the surface of the armchair nearby.

Feeling herself melt and her legs turning jelly, she swiftly grabbed on his coat to balance herself right up. Her whole body felt like it was suspending and levitating gradually on the warm sensation. It’s so quick to get lost into cloud nine on how sweet and tender every kiss gets with Beomgyu.

Even on how pent-up he was all these years, fuck… is this how gentle he treats me?

It’s the polar opposite of how his mouth can run kilometers worth of insults and gosh, the tantamount teasing, but he tastes sweet as candy once kissed.

Ah, she’s painted crimson red at the idea of being held gently like this by Beomgyu.

Why didn’t she dive headfirst sooner into his arms like this?

Like crashing into deep waters, Beomgyu’s current and effect on her body easily sweep her off her feet on how he touches her skin.

Beomgyu flopped her up on the seat as he continued to plant kisses on her face.

He looks at her momentarily, eyes soft and hazy all the same as if he lets his pupils do the talking, asking her for permission if he can touch her and explore her where his glances may land.

“Here?��� she clarifies, almost breathless as their lips parted. Is this where he meant? Yumi guides his arms by her chest, her heart is thumping so loud it’s deafening in both her ears.

“I meant here…” He whispered, lowering his hands to her delicate waist. Yumi felt his fingers tapping patiently on her clothed hips. She buried her face momentarily in his equally loud chest.

His ears quickly stained red at how Yumi went there too soon.

“You have all of me.” Her voice was slightly muffled, but she quickly tilted her head upwards, and her kiss landed by his chin.

“Let’s take it slow.” He firmly holds both her shoulders, caressing it gently as if to calm her down. “We just confessed to each other, hmmm?”

“Right… sorry, I’m still new to this.” Her eyes shy away from his, actions evident of her impatience and persistence. 

She managed to just return her hands on his chest, to his necktie that she’s eagerly anticipated to remove since earlier. 

But she must restrain herself, for now.

“At least I’m not new to you…” he beams, his warm hands finally landing by her fingers, squeezing her hands endearingly. He placed a chaste kiss on the back of her hand. “Just… a new label of the relationship between us. But we’re still best friends, okay? Another status just added.”

“Thanks for reminding me that, it’s an easy to bypass thing even though that’s obvious.”

She hugged him, burying her face on his stomach. Yumi squishes him further then shakes her head deeper onto his torso. Beomgyu pats her head, kissing the top of her head while he caresses her hair down.

Beomgyu chuckles at her cute gesture. Still on cloud nine on any of this happening right now. 

They still had a lot to talk about, and the thoughts of today’s study session were tossed out the window.

“You guys are awfully quiet,” Yeonjun states the obvious, noticing the two averting their eyes at each other for the past hour or so and just focusing on their plates. Is the meat that good that they're speechless? 

The Slytherin also grabbed a handful by the serving to check for himself. 

But he digressed.

“A bit too quiet.” Yeonjun squinted his eyes at them, feeling the suspicious shift in the atmosphere. His eyes did not leave them for a second that it caused him to spill some of the sauce on the edge of his plate. Bora tsks her tongue on his mess.

Beomgyu just chewed on his food, giving him a brief glance but remained quiet.

“Finally,” Soobin says under his breath, feeling the need to blow off some sarcasm. He hasn't done one for his streak yet for today.

“Like some peace and quiet huh?” Kai added fuel to the fire, he chortles as Soobin smirks his way.

Bora nudges them, quickly putting off the usual, running-their-mouths ambiance.

Strangely without the usual participation of the Top Two Banterers of the group.

The Ravenclaw joins Yeonjun in staring at the two. Bora did notice their odd behavior since they gathered in the Great Hall. But it's unlikely any of their arguments occurred that they turned sour like this. It's been years since they lost it, and took weeks to reconcile like little kids. They're already in their final year for goodness sake. Or is it? Like what the hell is up with these two now?

Yumi was first to finish eating and carries off her plate but Beomgyu beats her to it, cleaning her space.

She just perks her brow at him, no means of verbal interaction left their mouths as they conversed with their eyes. Spoken like two close best friends.

Beomgyu just brushes off her glares.

And the gang is left pondering over their strange quietness.

They gathered by the side of the hallway, parting ways as some had classes to attend to. Yumi still checked on them though.

“We're heading to the library, wanna come?” Yumi asked in the most casual tone of hers, looking nonchalant as she was right beside Beomgyu.

Like you two? Yeonjun asks in his mind. He stares at them momentarily, back and forth in an animated way to get his point across without speaking.

The group exchange looks.

Taehyun lays out his hand declining, landing at Beomgyu’s neatly pleated tie. His eyes landed on Beomgyu's chin, a tinge of pink smeared on his skin. Similar to the shade Yumi was wearing…

Taehyun perks a brow then grins at the two. “Nah, we wouldn't want to get in the way of your date. Go on.”

“Huh?” Yumi's face is in sync with Beomgyu’s upon hearing that. They might've rubbed onto each other too much.

She just shakes her head, looking at the others if they have the same thing in mind and if they're going or not. 

They also implied negative. 

“Suit yourself,” she says, shrugging off while Beomgyu again initiates to take her bag off her shoulder.

The two start at their own pace to walk away from the group.

“Bora-yah,” Taehyun whispers to his fellow Ravenclaw while he gestures to her to follow their gaze at them till the two leave. 

When the coast is clear, he utters. “See? They didn't even deny it.” Taehyun gestures to his chest and necktie. “And… Beomgyu almost always never neats his tie that way… unless…?”

Bora turns to him, mouth agape as she’s putting together the puzzle pieces. “OMG. Are you for real?”

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Enticed

gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (6/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 1.8k

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It didn’t help with Yumi’s spiraling state that Jaemin broke up with her. 

Well, this was her on the last days of the previous semester. 

Now, it’s just the beginning of their final school year, they’re all gathered up in the Great Hall when the topic is brought up.

“What was the reason?” Bora asked. 

Yumi shrugs, just sad, but it was great while it lasted. “And we’re on good terms, so no worries.”

“That’s not exactly what I’m worried about, Yumi-yah.” Bora pouts, sighing as she looks too solemn for her own good. And for her to leave out the details? Not exactly in character for Lee Yumi.

“I’ll be fine.” Yumi pressed. “It’s great that we tried…”

They only got together for a few months? The three months were more than good enough really.

Yumi shuffles a bit in her seat, fiddling her fingers nonchalantly. “It happened over the course of summer… we eventually faded away then broke up.”

Distance was the problem? Meh.

“That’s dramatic.” Soobin comments, making Bora nudge him hard at his snark tone. 

Yumi took no mind of it as it was, indeed, a bit of a dramatic way to put it.

Throughout the summer, it just so happens that when Beomgyu got injured, it was the end of the semester. It gave time for him to focus on healing. It also gave a chance for Yumi, and some of the gang to spend some time hanging out due to proximity, staying in the same city.

Unlike her and Jaemin… but it’s better off this way.

It helped how she got distracted throughout the summer and just focused on herself.

“Finally, she woke up,” Yeonjun mutters, making Taehyun immediately elbow his side. Soobin and him surely are of the same feather. His mouth is truly something else. Even if you yank out the sleep-deprived part of him right now.

Nothing is new though. 

Beomgyu is still nowhere in sight. Or does he already know?

Soobin ponders but immediately brushes off the thought incoming. Nah, they wouldn’t approve that he immediately makes a move on her after a breakup. And they know enough he has respect for Yumi to not be an A-hole like that to take advantage of her vulnerability.

Wait, how did the thought go to Beomgyu—

“So it was mutual? The breakup or…?” Taehyun rolled the dice.

“Oh…” Yumi blinks, oddly surprised as it’s not an obvious thing to be picked up. “Jaemin called it off, but we talked it through properly before parting ways.”

The boys looked at each other, exchanging brain cells of what they may be feeling off of what might have happened. Bora slightly picks up the radar as easily as she picks up her food using her chopsticks.

There’s something…

Speak of the devil.

Beomgyu joins in, already recovered. Just as if nothing happened as he just casually sits down and joins them all composed.

“You preparing for the big test?” His eyes are directed at the dispassionate Yumi.

The moment he joins in, this is his upfront greeting.

“It’s the start of the school year, Beomgyu.”  Her bland response aligns with her unenthusiastic expression. She rolls her eyes as Beomgyu continues to elbow her energetically. “Yeah, yeah… I know we’re graduating so we need to take it seriously with the N.E.W.T.s. coming…”

He pursed his lips, taking it down a notch seeing her not matching energy levels. 

As if his mask was stripped off, Beomgyu just shrugs, passively as he levitates some food onto his plate. “Just keeping you back up to pace, chum. How about we get you some tutoring from your good ‘ol Mr. Choi, hmmm?”

“Urgh, he’s loud as fuck.” It managed to slip a slight smirk off her lips, she heavily sighs as Yumi noticed herself give in. “Again, I know this is your usual tactic to lighten me up. But get back to me after a week or two, then I’ll get to ya, Mr. Choi.”

“Ouch, treated as a business partner.” Beomgyu scorned, he crossed his hands. “As if you didn’t tend me last summer vacation.”

“Not in the mood, Gyu.” Yumi rolls her eyes, chomping harshly like the meat in her mouth. “I haven’t rejected your offer yet.”

“Well…” The conversation between them quickly died down. Amid their little bubble, the guys’ eyes on them are wide as they exchange looks. So it’s Beomgyu who will replace Yumi’s “tutor”?

It’s a way to distract each other, and Beomgyu knows and they know that she needs to get back on track. Like, this is nothing out of the ordinary, this was the usual even before being involved with Jaemin. They gather as a group and have their weekly study sessions. And it’s better now that they're more accustomed to their academics than last year. They can focus more properly now.

Them hanging out together as a group helped tremendously as it was easier for them to keep on track. But one rainy day, it just so happens that Yumi and Beomgyu were left alone; just the two of them.

“Finally decided to be my friend again?” Beomgyu speaks, his hand on his waist as Yumi approaches them. Yeonjun and Soobin are with him as if sending them off.

She perks her brow at the sudden attack. “I was always your friend, what the fuck?”

“Not that I was feeling any of it, doofus.” He purses his lips, emphasizing the cold treatment on their group sessions. She was there but not quite the most pleasant towards him. The two weeks in business days was just unbearable for him.

Soobin and Yeonjun weren’t having any of it.

“Aish, we’re already graduating and y’all still run your mouths?” Yeonjun had his face scrunched up. 

Soobin quickly brushes them off.

“Just don’t go strangling each other. We’re heading off to the fields now.” He says, waving off as if telling off his kids. 

Yeonjun has Quidditch practice, and before they walk away, he’s as if gawking his eyes out as he points his fingers to his eyes and then to the two. Most especially at Beomgyu.

But Ah yes, the air is different. Like there’s a lingering tension. A different tension, like different.

Yumi didn’t take any mind off any of this, just letting off Beomgyu as he took her books from her to carry. And off they went to the library.

It’s not a big of a deal. 

Beomgyu is also knowledgeable of the subject they’re tackling for today’s agenda. They can manage even if the others have their personal plans.

What’s different today? Was it the mild mildewy air? The rain pattering filtering the atmosphere that it added to one's desire for warmth at the drop of temperature? 

As opposite the heated gazes they spat at each other, the shift made them stir to a familiar memory lane. The array of books displayed across the shelves may be to blame. They may not withstand the amount of stories untold in each page, they would want to continue and preserve their memories like books.

Ah, the entrapment of flowery words. A poet is damned.

Yumi found herself lost in a garden of words as she scribbled nonsense in her notebook. But she had to be engulfed back to reality.

They were serious but something seemed off with the vibes, now that she thought about it— or is it because they touched a subject of sentiment?

There was a sudden pull of nostalgia in each other’s eyes. The closeness of her breathing altered his thought process, she’s too close, he felt her alluring warmth. 

Beomgyu had to swallow back an abrupt nerve of agitation. 

“You frustrated me,” she told Beomgyu. Yumi was so caught up looking at her lap that she didn’t get to see the aftermath of what her staring did to the Gryffindor guy.

“I just miss us being in the feel of it in our usual antics back then.” Yumi best managed to construct the ache in her chest. There was a feeling of loss; as if it could never be brought back; not in the same intensity of emotion as in the past. Their lenses were not that clouded with the vision they have right now that they have grown past that certain youth threshold.

As much as Beomgyu sees Yumi’s perspective, he has a different take on it. Spinning his Muggle pen of a contraption, a slight laughter escaped his lips.

“And that isn’t a bad thing?” He says as normal and expected to harbor such fear or whatever anxiety occurs in one's heart at some point. “We’re also here to create new memories together, at least we’re here, right?”

She had to pause, looking at the said source of the words to seep in its meaning and its meaning from her best friend’s heart.

Yumi faintly smiles. “That’s a nice way to put it.”

As gloomy and frigid as the ventilation in the vast room brings, it wavered a different tinge of light for Yumi on how she views Beomgyu at this moment. Now that they’re graduating… they expect that they have matured now. Hopefully.

But still clueless, as it seems.

In the midst of the crowded library, Jaemin sees quite a deafening atmosphere between the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor’s resolved focus. Even as Yumi and Beomgyu both had their lips sealed, their strong gazes in their own little force field said otherwise.

Jaemin subdued himself behind an adjacent bookshelf, not making his presence known nor daring to break the bubble the two created.

He admits, there was still a flutter of butterflies seeing a glimpse of the familiar girl in his sight, they had a bond at some point after all. But he’s mostly okay now; assured even as he sees her accompanied by the reliable lion in her stead.

If you were Jaemin, one may feel it’s better off, especially since he can see that Yumi and Beomgyu are more deserving to be together.

Like Gurl, from miles away from just watching them, you can pick up how they’re running in circles on how they interact with each other. Years of playing cat and mouse even…

And I just can’t bring myself to go in between that further.

Mostly Jaemin is just looking back at the good times with Yumi. He shakes his head in amusement.

Yeah, they’re both idiots in love.

Jaemin is lowkey rooting for them to end up together soon.

He sees the way Beomgyu is looking at her, for so long, it’s hard to ignore and deny he’s down bad.

It’s not hard to spot a fellow guy liking someone. And it’s not just when she was his girlfriend… Even before, Jaemin noticed. He kinda feels bad he shoot his shots, but it’s fine they tried.

It worked till it didn’t.

He and Yumi decided on their differences; they didn’t have chemistry other than the physical and wits aspect. Jaemin enjoyed the times and decided to end on good terms, parting ways.

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slytherin!jaemin x fem!hufflepuff!reader x gryffindor!beomgyu | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (5/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: hurt/comfort cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 3.6k

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It’s already been an eyesore (not at all from crying, swear) for Beomgyu for the couple to be all over each other. But at least in making me jealous, do things right?

“You know, she doesn't like watermelons that much.”

“Oh shit, sorry, bro. Yumi… I didn't know.” Jaemin is frantically looking at Yumi, which raised a brow for Beomgyu, why was he apologizing to me?

If anything he has other things to apologize for… Aish, that's for another day to be petty.

Jaemin just pouts at Yumi, getting her hand. “Really, I can get you fruits you'll like, hmmm?”

“Grapes, berries… any of that kind for that sweet tooth of hers.” Beomgyu asserts, he angrily fumbles to get the fruits.

“Beomgyu, I can speak for myself, you know.” Yumi pouts, mindlessly drawing the forked fruit by Jaemin’s mouth.

Jaemin attempts to catch it but it misses inches away from his mouth. 

He waves his wand to get a small bowl of fruits for Yumi, levitating it then placing it in front of her.

“Thanks, Jaeminie.”

She seems very fascinated at every little thing the Slytherin does.

Basic.

“Dibs on the melons!” As if on cue, Soobin and Yeonjun wrestled over the watermelon plate.

Yumi just playfully rolls her eyes, this has always been a drill for them.

It made Bora snicker, eating off her own share of fruits. “I also have two of those, Soobin, and much more sweeter.” 

The insinuation made Soobin choke himself, especially when his eyes inadvertently drew at the Ravenclaw girl’s chest.

Yeonjun and Beomgyu gagged in sync, seeing how quickly sullen Soobin lowered his head in shame, focusing on his plate.

Just Soobin and Bora were enough…

Beomgyu just drawls and sneers at how the new couple is so close and skinship-y. With Jaemin's arm around Yumi’s shoulder, she even leans in closer to him.

“Geez, get a room.” Beomgyu spats, as if the sight is an additive for making his food the least appetizing served in front of him.

Yumi sticks her tongue out like a kid. “Hater.”

“You bet I am.”

“Ya! Why don't you two put your mouth to a different use, eh?” Soobin cuts in, who finally recovered from earlier bashfulness.

Yumi blushes as Soobin reinstates that they make out somewhere.

Talk about such implications.

Jaemin laughs, whispering something to Yumi’s ears, making her giggle. “Yeah. Later, Nana, not now.”

In these instances, the mild touching of his hand on her legs, with them being touchy and gross under the table is quite noticeable for the others.

Like, don’t rub it on us how skinship-y you guys are.

Sighs. The soreness of the honeymoon phase. Blergh—

Beomgyu turns away to roll his eyes. He just quiets down and eats to put his darn mouth to use. Cause, as if he has someone to kiss it wit—

“Just when I thought y’all shut up after finding someone to kiss your mouth with.” Soobin rants. Seeing how he and Bora are casual now, he seems to be braver to tease back. 

“Wow! Same goes for you,” Beomgyu retorts. “Stop yapping and use those pouty lips of yours. Bora, kiss this dumbass for us to have some quiet time.”

“Ya! I’ll bash your mouth if you don’t shut up.” Bora, who is still tired from her Herbology class, starts threatening Beomgyu with a fork.

“Geez, talk about waking up and choosing violence.” Yeonjun looks at them with such a grimaced expression as he eats.

“I thought having a high school sweetheart would produce a world filled with love.” Taehyun winces, shaking his head. He takes a bite of his chicken satisfyingly. “No thanks then.”

 “Psh, seriously…” Beomgyu lets his palm support his chin, turning with a longing look towards Yumi and Jaemin.

-

“Bora-yah. How come Beomgyu has been cold lately?” Yumi rants, slumping herself on the tabletop, hands plopped down. It made the Ravenclaw turn to look at her, putting down her book. It just so happens that Jaemin is busy with Quidditch practice so their usual study date session is postponed. 

Is this what got her quiet since earlier? Bora thought it was because of the lack of Vitamin Jaemin in her presence.

Bora shakes her head at the cheesy and corny thought. She sighs, putting her fingers to glide across her chin, in deep thought. To be honest, she doesn’t know either. If anything, if Lee Yumi can’t even decipher Choi Beomgyu, they’re doomed. Them being the duo who know each other the best.

And for the two of them and the gang to be clueless about his actions lately. They’re set up for impending doom.

“Ahh… maybe he’s busy with stuff lately?” Bora suggests. “Perhaps studying?”

“Eh??? That Idiot; studying? It can't be.” It’s as if instinct, Yumi covered her mouth at the usual slander and kidded around. Ahem. They’re serious here. “Sorry, out of habit. But ahhhh… I’m lost, Bora.”

But really… Beomgyu's an idiot for making me feel this way.

She internally wallowed.

It’s just… she’s so used to their usual witty bantering, the boisterous voice filled the white noise in her day with TXT. So it being shifted to a more straightforward exchange between them… is entirely bland. 

It’s strange.

Yumi felt a slight ache in her chest.

“Honestly too, Yumi… I can’t even pinpoint what the hell he would be focusing on. Is there?”

Maybe Quidditch? 

Nah, can't be…

Beomgyu could’ve shown enthusiasm since their earlier years.

For all I know, OWLs? Maybe he’s aiming for a brighter chance of being an Auror or whatnot. What even is his plan in the near future?

Being a prefect is out of the question… They're already in their sixth year.

The best friends speculated on the possibilities, exchanging what appeared to be a circle as they kept going back and forth.

The heavy huff filled the room with stillness. They’re both stuck.

“Damn, do we even know the boys?” Bora worried over her lower lip, biting off her finger as she shook her head.

“We're already in our sixth year, Bora-yah. Things are bound to be changed.” Yumi’s words came out heavier in her chest… right.

Well, part of Yumi is torn, like yes, of course, she’s happy now that she’s got Jaemin around.

But even so, she’s allowed to sulk over her best friend right? 

She just doesn’t get it, Beomgyu told her that “they’re okay” but how is it the opposite of how he’s being distant? 

It’s not the same!

“Maybe it’s his time of the month,” Bora puts it out there but quickly retracts her joke. “I'm kidding but why are you affected? Just curious.”

“It’s different…” Yumi tries to contemplate over her thoughts, sinking in further on why it's bothering her. Coming from her own mouth, she elaborates. “But I know either way it will be different, with dating and friendships and all that. Things will change, but still…”

“Maybe he’s also adjusting now that you have a boyfriend?” Bora inclines but even so, she's reluctant. “Of course, your attention is no longer fully invested in us.”

“But still Bora, if that’s the case, Hyuka should be whining alongside him in protest!”

Her friend perfectly rebutted her uncertainty, Bora could only shrug along.

There’s no difference in treatment, per se, it’s the same with adjusting and balancing with friends and a new relationship. 

But then again, Yumi’s connection and bond with Beomgyu stands different.

“Urghhh, why is Beomgyu such a baby!” Yumi buries her face in between the pages of her Potions book. She sulks, looking at it keenly.

She used to be able to read Beomgyu like an open book. So how is it he's hard to decode lately?

Yumi's well aware that she's going through another phase in her life, so her surroundings are bound to change along with her.

But damn! It wasn't this dramatic when it came to Soobin and Bora dating, or is it that much of a deal for Beomgyu?

It doesn't make sense either, this wasn't the first time that she explored around in the realms of dating.

So what's the big deal Choi Beomgyu?

“You know what… I think haaa… I shouldn't say something about this as I am not sure myself.” Bora breaks Yumi’s trail of thought. It piqued the Hufflepuff’s interest. “I was also speculating, and even Soobin told me something about Gyu the other day. And…”

“And?”

“It led to an interrogation with one then the other.” Bora's hand clasps, pointing to Yumi. “It's just, maybe it's something odd? Because Argh! Even I got curious about how dodgy Soob was.” Bora makes a face as she messes the temples of her head. “No amount of pinching and pleading made him break loose for him to tell me details. So I was left to ask the others.”

“Their ‘bro code’ is strong I can tell.” Yumi rolls her eyes.

“Right?!” Bora’s raised pitch showed her annoyance. If it weren't for such inconvenience, she would have been done. But nothing her Ravenclaw wits can't handle. “Anyways, okay… just pure speculation, the conclusion is, all I'm getting is the weird-ass vibe between you and Beomgyu.”

Yumi blinks at her, Bora shrugs as yeah, it's not a new profound clue to be known.

Bora even discussed her game plan that she even went to the boys 1-on-1 so it's naturally not suspicious. They're not caught off guard either, but it just led to more questions than answers about how the guys are acting when the topic of Beomgyu and Yumi is asked.

How is it that they're just asking something simple… yet, why the need to be filtered in the answers?

The vagueness of it all.

Like no shit of course they're gonna say that they're “acting normal”.

This further confirms that it's not only Bora noticing the oddness of the group now that Yumi is here ranting it to her.

So what the hell is going on?

“Those weirdos…” Yumi massages her scrunched forehead, sneering more at how ridiculous this is. “Bros Before Hoes huh?”

“Those bastards…” Bora mumbled to herself.

“Even from your bae?” Yumi reconfirms.

“With Soobin… I did hear him slip off something, but he took advantage of my goldfish brain and distracted me by being petty. By complaining and demanding “Me Time”  like “Bora-yah, I want your undivided attention!” that I got sideswept off as he told me I shouldn't be asking about others when it's finally our “Us Time”. This doesn’t help with the tantamount homework we have so I gave in.”

Forming an image of a whiny six-footer Soobin in Yumi’s head wasn’t the most pleasant to think of your friend. She grimaced. “Eww… you guys are sappy when in love.”

“I can't help but feel guilty,” Bora reasoned further, not minding the comment. “And I can't be that mad at him for dodging the question, as he made sense!”

“I get it, I get it… and he didn't lie but he didn't answer directly either.”

Bora nods profusely. “See?! Just when I had him!”

“That smartass.”

They huffed under their breath.

Apologetic and frustrated, Bora just puts her head down on the table along with her notes. “All he said was, he's not sure either but ‘it's better coming from Beomgyu himself’.”

“What a generic, plain-ass answer, Soob.”

The blind leading the blind.

So they're back to square one.

But despite the collected speculations, something is still not connecting. It's not enough to suffice Beomgyu's actions towards Yumi. What is not adding up?

Perhaps it's something so simple that we're complicating it?

Bora shakes her head.

Knowing Beomgyu and the group, of course, it's in their best interest to be happy for their friend. They're happy for Yumi in their relationship as she's happy.

As to why she does not think that Beomgyu will get up to that point of ruining their friendship.

Not thinking of that at least.

It never crossed Bora's mind and did not even entertain the thought that Beomgyu might like…

“Maybe we're overthinking it,” Bora says wearily. Almost giving up with her tone as she's growing more frustrated.

They can't help but go through the final move to confront Beomgyu.

Beomgyu got a head start on the game plan.

But not in a way he liked or consented to, writhing in pain, he finally pulled through the last stitches on his leg before being wrapped with bandages. And he thought he could get away through this with magic?! It’s still hurts like hell—

Hyuka worries over his lower lip. “You know, I have a creepy feeling you’ve been talked about so much lately that it led you to end up in the Hospital Wing.”

Yeonjun hits his shoulder, nodding frantically. “You were practically choking loads before ending up here!”

“Idiot! I was in the Quidditch fields, how—”

“Beomgyu, you idiot! What did you do to get yourself into this time?!” Out of breath, the voice of their Hufflepuff friend was almost echoing across the whole room as Yumi came barging into the cubicle.

“Who the fuck told Yumi?” Beomgyu huffs, he knows how much of a worrywart this girl could get. He wanted to spare her the worry.

“And you’re planning to hide this from me?” Her knuckle hits the crown of his head. Beomgyu winced, louder as he managed to budge his leg. It still hurts!

As if an act of rapid betrayal, Yeonjun, and the others left one by one, excusing themselves for the two of them to have some privacy. And for what?

They didn’t even spare him to explain what happened and how he got injured in the first place.

“Breathe in first, Yumi, relax—”

“That’s hard to do, Gyu. And knowing you, you almost never seem to get yourself in these types of situations…”

“I get it, but I’m fine… I’ll be fine.” He points out his tended foot, but the glazed eyes of the girl hitting his wavered his heart that it meant something else… wounding deeper.

This is the first time after a long while that they met each other’s eyes.

“Why are you looking at me like that as if I’m on my deathbed?” he joked. But it is to subside the effect of her gaze on him.

She mutters nothing.

Beomgyu stares at her, but tries not to look back with such depth that his thoughts will be see-through. But this is his best friend Yumi we’re talking about.

He knows that she’s already perceiving something.

Yumi buried herself in his stomach, avoiding his leg by any means. Beomgyu thanked the abrupt break of their eye contact, but it shifting to skin contact…

‘I’ve only held up for too long to avoid being alone with her…’

‘Cause he knows that it will lead to them opening up one way or another. 

‘But I’m still hurt.’

He lets out a sigh.

“I’m fine, Yumi, I’m your badass best friend. I got this. Now you can go back to whatever you’re doing…”

“Why do you keep pushing me away?” The tears in her eyes changed to somewhat anger, the frustration in her shaky lips had Beomgyu shudder.

His chuckle came off skittish. “Am not—”

“Don’t you dare lie…” she croaked.

His eyes widened momentarily, and he swallowed a bit of the formed bile in his throat.

“I don’t know.” And that’s his honest answer. Maybe because I’m hurting… but I can’t tell you that. Beomgyu quickly repositioned himself. “I’m just mindful that Jaemin-sshi might mind us hanging out too much, Yumi.”

That made Yumi’s brows knit together. “There’s barely anything for him to mind as we’re no longer hanging out, what do you mean?”

Beomgyu shrugs, finding himself slowing down to come up with any means to retort.

That further confirms that’s not the problem they have; with her and Jaemin…

“You barely hang out with the group, your presence is practically so noticeable that there’s a blackhole of silence on your side of the table.”

Yumi’s getting ahead of her emotions, the girl is also aware that she’s lashing it all out on him. With everything piled up for the last weeks, it just so happens everything is directed to Beomgyu after not talking for so long.

Even with her and Jaemin is not fine at the moment, and Yumi is not being okay as a person at the moment. She’s carrying a lot right now, and it’s not helping exactly now that Beomgyu got into an accident. So imagine her swirling range of emotions.

At least now with Beomgyu at the moment, she at least expects she can have some sort of resolution and reason for the mess of a state she is in right now.

She just wants to find answers…

At least give me some of it, Choi Beomgyu.

Beomgyu puts his arm over his eyes, to at least cast out the expecting eyes of the Hufflepuff on him. And to block the tears from daring to gush out.

“I’m just not okay right now, Yumi, to be honest…”

“And can’t I at least help you with that? We can lend you an ear, hmmm?” Yumi had known the opposition in his actions these past few weeks. Noticing his distance, even his gazes. It just hurts for a friend to act this way around you. So she knows there really is a problem. “Do you not trust us that we can help lessen your load? What even is it, Beomgyu? At least tell me, Beomi.”

“It’s not that I don’t have the trust. I guess a phase with me where socializing is tiring. I want to be alone, that’s all. Hopefully, it’s a phase.” The last sentence is more of said to himself. 

Still not looking at her, it made Yumi more worried. This is a “new phase” with him if that’s the case.

“It’s just so sudden, Beomi, of course, I’m concerned… I want to be there for you, and I want to tell you shit when I’m down or silly things when I’m happy. I miss hearing your voice even though we bash into each other for the most part. You know?”

“You got Bora with that, right?” he says. “And at least now… you get a better input than my usual ear-grating bantering.”

Yumi’s expression straightened. “That’s not the point, Beomgyu.”

Slowly reverting back to his usual mischievousness at the minimum, he at least lets his hand lightly hit her arm. “I at least now know my presence is missed, hmmm? Even if it was annoying you so much.” 

“I didn’t say you were ever a hindrance…” She sighed heavily in defeat after realizing there was no use retorting. Yumi tries to massage away the creases of her forehead, getting increasingly stressed despite wanting to see this Beomgyu after so long. Just not in this state, Lord. 

It’s just a huge abrupt tangent. “God, I don’t get you, Choi Beomgyu.”

He doesn’t get himself either, he nods back. “But going back, I’m fine. It just hit me like a truck that I should be serious and mature now at this point. Maybe your aura influenced me and pressured me to change, hmmm?”

He gestures back to her as if he’s not at all bedridden due to his injury. Yumi can’t comprehend any of it.

“And I’m supposed to be proud of that… why?”

“At least be assured that I am thinking of my improvement now.”

Yumi blinks, it’s truly unlikely hearing these words come off Beomgyu’s mouth. Was a few weeks all there was to it for him to do this drastic change?

“Putting us all through that and just to tell me ‘you’re fine’?” Yumi controlled every bit of herself to hold back from flicking his forehead. “You’re getting worked out for nothing. Please at least have your brain checked. Maybe you bashed yourself somewhere weeks ago. Pabo.”

“Sorry, I won’t be as distant. I know that got you most worried.” He raised his hand as if as a pledge, but Yumi was not having any of it.

“You still didn’t answer me clearly, you idiot.” Her brows furrowed once again seeing his current state. “Gosh! You shouldn’t have done it at all in the first place if you knew that fact too well!” 

Beomgyu pouts. “Still not enough that it’s all for character development?”

“I don’t buy it.” Yumi slumps her head down the blanket, holding back a scream. She slightly leaves some space ajar for him to hear her talking. “But thank the gods, I know you’re some bitchy kind of weed, it’s not easy for you to be wiped off the face of the earth.”

“Relax, I still haven’t done my purpose in this world to annoy the fuck out of you to the grave.”

“And I don’t know if I like that.” Yumi had her head down, stiff and not inviting to be budged at all.

He felt hot dampness through his clothes, her back along her breath hitched. 

Beomgyu knows she’s crying already.

“Geez, you’re such a crybaby ‘till now.” Beomgyu pats her head lightly.

Yumi cries more at the gesture, maybe it’s because of all the piled-up worry and being down for this stressful week… that it amplified any warmth coming her way. But this type of comfort coming from her best friend? She dearly missed this annoying prick as much as she denied it.

The ending, it’s Beomgyu comforting her instead of the other way around.

Beomgyu can’t help but feel sorry seeing her like this, she didn’t even deserve that kind of treatment. But he did need the space. It’s gonna be fine for now… He can cope better and be assured knowing she’s still there to consider him as a friend.

His words came off with double meaning.

“Give me some time to heal, hmmm? I’ll make up to you even after I recover… sorry for acting like an idiot.”

Her head remained down the sheets, her voice muffled. “You truly are an idiot.”

Till the end, he puts her happiness first over his.

I can hold on longer…

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gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (4/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: angst, hurt/comfort cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 2.1k

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As much as Beomgyu and Yumi had been exchanging snarky and witty bantering for most of their friendship, never had he had someone to match him intellectually at the same level. Of course, it’s different with the imbeciles and how they throw mindless crap as boys (I’m looking at you, Yeonjun).

With Yumi, it always felt different. They walk at the same pace, and he feels they resonate on the same wavelength. He confirms she reciprocates the amused eye rolls she throws despite being sharp with her words at him. But she’s also soft on the edges. Deep in her heart, she’s a big softie, like a darn Hufflepuff she is.

Even how nice and radiating she can be to know when and how to say the right thing at the right instances.

As simple as it is, it's as if he had been charmed by her smile since the beginning when they had crossed paths one fine day in a Charms joint class between the Puffs and Lions.

From how gradually she grew up with him from being this shy girl to a more, clever partner for their duo. It has been an interesting process to be part of her development. Though, for Beomgyu, she will always be the soft and shy girl he came to love.

Or is it that I haven't matured yet to be at the same pace as her?

Is it wrong to think this way as if I do not accept the changes in Yumi? But that’s not it…

He grows uncertain of himself.

But all Beomgyu knows is that he doesn't want to lose Yumi, he really, really likes her.

“How about start by being nice to her?” Taehyun states the obvious, but it added a form of restitute with his Ravenclaw charm, that you can’t blatantly deny that the others may be bypassing the dumb basics.

Yeonjun nods along. Obviously still preoccupied with the meal in front of him while observing the group at the table.

It’s as if they had gathered and combined the same brain cell to work their gears.

Like, no shit, Sherlock.

Beomgyu had to hold back an eye roll at the common sense. As if he didn’t already think of that, and what in Merlin’s realm are they thinking I am doing?

“But I am nice to her,” he says with emphasis, as Beomgyu knows he definitely needs it.

Just by the looks of Kai and company at his declaration, they say otherwise.

“Yeah, if you consider being nice to her as ‘pranks and giggles’.” Soobin almost sneers.

Yeonjun on the other hand, full-on sneers.

“Even the tantamount teasing of getting on her nerves.” Yeonjun picks apart the food on his plate with his fork.

“Yeah, that's a way to make someone mark in your mind 24/7,” Kai says that with a soft blow. He can’t help but let out that teasing despite flipping over his Potions book.

“And the endless bantering...” Soobin rolls his eyes, he can’t even begin how much he gets sandwiched between the two as they get on… and on, and on… And to think that this is coming from him, Choi Soobin, the ultimate yapper who can withstand any bantering.

Taehyun could only wince.

“No wonder she still sees you being that 2nd-year doofus,” Taehyun says with disbelief, shaking head.

“Those methods won't make her want to kiss you, man.” Soobin prompts, blunt as ever. But he was really getting sick of the two, the childish displays just translated to two people just eager to make out or something. Aish.

Even on how graphic Beomgyu can be at times with telling Soobin about his mushy feelings, (Man, why do I have to be the one to take it?!), just EWW! YUCK! Man, stop being sappy and just get on it, will ya?!

As if frozen in place while they collectively stare at each other as the usual boisterous Choi Beomgyu is now quiet in their presence. He’s down bad.

Man….

The shock factor just added to how ridiculous this is.

Yeonjun belts out an insult in disgust. “Pabo, Beomgyu!”

The Gryffindor could only take the blow of his friend’s smack on his shoulder. Beomgyu knows to himself that what he's doing is the bare minimum at its finest.

So how does he get Yumi to see him differently?

He could've done this way before Jaemin had his shots, dammit. It's bad enough he's comparing himself to the point of ruminating. He dug himself into this hole.

Beomgyu got out of his trance as he felt the soft hands of Yumi on his. He almost melts at her gaze. "Got your Potions homework figured out already, Beomi?"

The open book was a great cover up at him mindlessly staring down in regret.

"Why, you need help with yours?" he asks.

The others roll their eyes. Things would not progress if they kept it like this, how it usually does. How can they change her perspective of him as best friends if they keep it this way?

Taehyun suggests getting them alone together, with a glance, Kai and the others quickly catch on. Even Yeonjun surprisingly nudging him in the right direction, even if it meant nudging them literally closer to one another.

A tinge of pink on Beomgyu's ears as both their shoulders bumped, Yumi just met eyes with him in surprise.

Aish, is he some kid with a crush to act this way or something?

Yeah...

Dang it.

“We can take this to someplace more quieter, these guys are obnoxious as fuck.” Beomgyu casually rolls his eyes at them.

“Y-yah!” Soobin with a mouthful, attempts to retort. But before he has the opportunity, Beomgyu scurries away by getting Yumi's hand and drags her somewhere.

-

“Honestly I don't know, I already got my dress in mind, hopefully it matches the tie with my partner, whoever... argh— sorry, this is corny to even plan out advance up to that point.” Yumi covers her face, frantically lining up the papers laid out. Maybe because of how the conversation died down on the homework, her attention got riled up on the shift of atmosphere as they wrapped it up.

“So easy to say, you're excited?” Beomgyu smirks, teasingly bumping his shoulder with hers.

Yumi is blushing, maybe because this is like another Yule Ball, version 2.0 that the students had come up with? It’s fairly a big event other than Quidditch finals, maybe as to why it got her so wrapped up about it? No use rationalizing it.

“Heck, I don't even know who I'm going with...”

So that was the big issue for her huh?

“Hopefully I can ease that up?” he perks. Ahhh... a flurry of wariness bubbled in Beogmyu's stomach.

Silence... it rang almost hovering over them for too long. It didn’t help with them almost centimeters away from touching each other’s fingers... Beomgyu takes a deep breath, opposite to Yumi who barely had the thought of breathing whatsoever.

Beomgyu breaks the silence.

“Did anyone ask you out already? How about that Slytherin?”

Man, why did I have to go there...

“Jaemin, yeah... he did ask me.” Yumi sheepishly plays with her fingers, her lap is threatened to be damp any second now of how her nervous sweats are seeping into her hands. Breathe…

Beomgyu observes her. “You're going with him?”

“Not quite sure...”

“Hmmm?” He hums letting it stay on his lips for a moment longer. “Why so?”

Yumi shrugs.

Almost passive, she diverts the topic. “How about you? Someone asked you to go with them as your date, Beomi?”

“Nah... turned them down.” He’s quick to dismiss it, as nothing interests him but the one beside him. Does she know?

“So, you are still Mr. Popular huh?”

Seeing her attempts to lighten the atmosphere, Beomgyu laughs softly. But the dreading feet stomping his chest is still not quite simmering down.

“Actually…”

He starts venting, different from their usual banter, although this is not a rare instance between the two.

Of course, he kept the vital details in check.

Mostly it's how worried Beogmyu is all this time, especially the Year End Party date. Like doing every means to not let anyone else take Yumi. Most especially keeping an eye on Jaemin.

But it all went down the drain.

Because he wants everything but for them to go together, especially as they promised and Beomgyu already planned this years ahead.

Like what else is he here for? Obviously, he has intentions… And he's not quite sure if Yumi is well aware of this, and how she's just letting him in in her life further.

“Huh? What do you take me for, Beomi? And didn't we promise to go together at any special events ever since?”

Like it’s obvious they’re a package, it wouldn’t be Lee Yumi if not with Choi Beomgyu. The Badger and the Lion.

Beomgyu blinks in disbelief.

“Y-yeah, yeah. Right.”

She had no choice but to blurt out some of the heaviness she had been feeling in her chest. Her hunches. Yumi had her brows knitted together at him.

“Pabo-yah. You're acting really weird lately… like ever since Jaemin showed up.” She had to chuckle at what she was saying right now. “Are you jealous or something?”

That pushed a trigger somehow, it came off as a joke, but Yumi was taken aback at his seriousness.

When silence rang between them, she broke the moment.

“Beomgyu…? I'm not gonna leave you that easily.” She leans close to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “We're best friends, right?”

A sigh almost tears the same rift between them with the silence he was giving her.

“Sometimes, I wish we weren't…”

Yumi stared at him blankly, her heart sank as she wallowed over his words… “What do you mean?”

“I know I have always been blatant about this, how much I like you. For years… since.”

His eyes are as direct as his words to her. But she remained jaded.

“Yeah, I like you too, we're best of fri—"

“No, don't say it.” He cuts her off, holding himself back further. Beomgyu just sighs, his shoulders slumping as prominent on the shift of his mood since those lines are drawn. “I know… But I guess you don't know enough.”

“Beomgyu…”

Loss for words, still not quite comprehending any of this.

Beomgyu leans in, and Yumi shudders as he closes the proximity between them.

She shut her eyes at the blow… expecting entirely different that might break her, or something that might set her off differently. His words… or his lips— She's quite bewildered at herself as well really.

She only felt this with Jaemin, so how is it now… No, I’m with Beomgyu right now, don’t think of him…

Feeling nothing of sorts at her prediction… Yumi opened her eyes as he felt Beomgyu by her ear.

“I just… don't wanna lose you.” That's all that he's able to muster out but it encapsulates the feelings in his chest. “You're special to me, you know that right, Yumi?”

Beomgyu is quite obvious already with Yumi, but she's not taking it seriously.

“You gave a fright there, I like you very much as to why I keep you close. And dumbass, I told you I won't be going anywhere.” She pulled him close to an embrace, most likely to conceal the traces of worry on her face. But the loud thumping on her chest cannot hide her heart's pleas.

This does not address the fact that she’s setting aside some of her fears, as deep down, the least that she wants is to lose her best friend in the whole wide world.

Beomgyu is who she's most comfortable with.

But things have been taking a shift lately, and it's scaring her quite frankly.

“I don't know… it's just, it's always had been us. It's weird, odd… that if I suddenly went with someone else...” Yumi is fumbling over her words and Beomgyu can't help but let her be. To think that was her worry all this time. It really made him torn.

Between growing up and letting her be…

“That's your choice though, I can't stop you,” Beomgyu says, he looks at her with his distant eyes. “Do you want to go out with him instead?”

“Can I really?”

That slight glimmer in her eyes… He had to tear himself away from that black hole effect of hers. Also to hide his dampening eyes.

“Psh… Who am I your parent? I have no means to control you, Yumi.”

Yumi beamed widely, and Beomgyu swore it ultimately tore a canyon in between them despite hugging closely like this, but… if it meant to see her smile brightly like that.

Even if it weren't because of me…

Idiot Beomgyu indeed.

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gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (3/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: hurt/comfort ; filler vibes cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 0.9k

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Almost tracing a trail underneath his feet, Beomgyu had been going back and forth, pacing in their Common Room. He had been like this for the past hour or so.

Biting his nails still, Mark Lee can’t help but remark on his antsyness. “Bro, you good? Is something bothering you?”

Beomgyu looks at him, though, still a bit shaken. “Oh, just about… Potions.”

“Okay, yeah, there’s a big test coming up, right?” Mark says, still laidback by the crimson couch. He lightly pats the cushion, gesturing to him. “My friend actually excels at that, maybe he can help?”

“Yeah…” Beomgyu mindlessly nods, his thoughts just trailing away from him further as he is plotting. Now how am I going to get him off our case?

“I think we have a joint class with Slytherin tomorrow or so… you know Na Jaemin?”

Almost like a snarky response, Beomgyu sighs softly as he nods. “Yeah, know him quite well… on how much he had been making himself known to Yumi.”

Dang it, Na Jaemin, you are even brought up in these instances.

“Oh, she’s the Hufflepuff girl he had been telling us… So, she’s close with you guys?”

Almost like a slip-up, Beomgyu didn’t mean the latter part of his opinion of the Slytherin to be known to the other.

He just casually nods along with Mark. “Actually, Yumi is great at Potions. I’ll ask her instead.”

“Heh, cute. No wonder they get along well.” Mark says with amusement. But opposite to Beomgyu as it visibly comments on Yumi and Jaemin being… Damn it.

“I guess.”

It left another bitter bile by Beomgyu’s throat.

-

The following day, the aura of Na Jaemin is as bright as usual. However, the smile he brings is hard to ignore because of how obviously a centimeter wider it is from ear to ear.

It is quite obtuse to his tranquil attitude upon sitting at their table. He usually greets them loudly the moment he squeezes himself in with the Dreamies.

Remaining quiet, Jeno and the others can’t help but nudge Jaemin on how stupidly in a daze he is. And he didn’t even bother hitting back. Weirdo.

“Ya! You rascal, why are you that happy? Huh?” Jisung broke the silence. “You haven’t won the Quidditch match yet.”

“It’s as if you already did.” Haechan rolls his eyes.

“Heh, sorry…” He was the first to apologize. Jaemin just scratches his head apologetically, and goes his merry way getting food on his plate.

The younger might have been implying Jaemin ditching Quidditch practice yesterday. But he was on to some important business, promise!

“Doesn’t seem sorry.” Mark side comments, pointing out his goofy smile while eating some plain-ass potatoes.

“I’ll practice lots later, don’t worry.” Jaemin just nods and goes back to his own world.

They want to slap away that smile of his on how dangerously it might rip off his cheeks. It’s clear as day that it was the Hufflepuff’s girl effect on the Slytherin. But is the outcome this instant?

Still no shenanigans? Comebacks? Anything…?

Maybe the lack of coffee in his veins?

Heol—

Renjun picks on his food with a ‘tsk’ off his lips. “I’m guessing ‘all good’?”

It’s apparent that he’s intrigued even if he appears irritated. It’s just different from the usual loudness of the friend. Time to pay him back—

The group turns to him, expecting on Renjun to know more as he’s mostly the first for Jaemin to pour out his thoughts and gears at.

Jeno nudges Jaemin, excited for him to spill the beans. “Aye, so what happened?”

They just stared at him, expectant.

Jaemin opens his mouth. “Just… great things.”

For once, lost for words huh? Impossible—

“Aish, just get on with it so we can start.” Chenle lowers his book at the slightest, the meager impatience spills through his tone. It is more on for him that he’s in a hurry to start focusing on other things.

His focus got lost in the contents of the book moments ago, and his ears are leaning more on the group as they get into another flurry of chaos.

“All flags are green and ready to go.” Jaemin gives them a thumbs up, mostly directed at Renjun as it’s mostly their code?

“Going positively well with Yumi huh?” Mark beams, teasing more as Jaemin 

“The tutor went well is all that I can say.” Jaemin puts it out there, more on giddy as he continues now that they’re made aware of it. “And now… well, we’re getting there, Yumi and I are close enough for something to develop into more.’

“Yo, Bro! Letsgooo!” Mark stands up to fist bump and chest pump the other as if to commemorate a winning game.

“So it’s sure go that she’s your date for the Year-End Party?”

“With that…” Jaemin pauses, his lips with a slightly crooked smile, but he shrugs it off. “That’s for her to decide. We’re fairly new, and I know she’s got the usual customs on that with her group. To be fair, I haven’t directly asked her yet, but I’m aware she’s got plans beforehand. Later, I’ll try again.”

“So she’ll get back to you on that?” Jisung clarifies. Jaemin bites off his food, nodding.

Haechan supports himself with his arm on the bench, laid back as he points out. “But at least…”

“You got a girlfriend!” Mark completes the statement, and the others hollered along him. 

Jaemin pushes him off as the Lion tackles him. Back on the clock.

He shushes them to sit the back down as it’s still a lazy mid-morning in the Great Hall.

“No, no, not yet.” Jaemin presses, but leaning more on the positive end. This silly crush of his turned out to progress more successfully than expected. Of course, it’s hard to get it off his chest that quickly. The warmth and butterflies cages in him. “Not yet. But it’s getting there.”

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slytherin!jaemin x fem!hufflepuff!reader x gryffindor!beomgyu | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (2/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff, smut cw: tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, tension, love triangle, hurt-comfort, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 3.7k

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Yumi hates to admit it, but Beomgyu was right all along. And... It's on her end that she made some extra effort to do her own "homework" to get to know Na Jaemin more. She's intrigued, given his pleasant personality and a much different treatment from the boys she's used to? Who wouldn't like this type of princess treatment?

To be fair, this isn't out of the ordinary as this still sticks to their usual hangouts. And that isn't shameful of an excuse, right?

Hitting two stones with one bird... wait, eh?... what? Her head is spinning. Maybe with information overload.

It’s just so hard to focus on being in an abandoned classroom, alone with a cute guy with such a cute smile, so darn cute— and did she already say that he’s cute?

And to be alone in a room with just the two of you…

Damn, his lips… it’s so darn distracting, how does it taste?

Jaemin might be speaking in spiels of knowledge, finalizing their agendas, but for once Yumi wants to hear him ‘shut up’, how about I do something about it?

‘Distracted’ is painted all over her eyes that Yumi’s mind wandered elsewhere.

Time to test a hypothesis—

Before Yumi knows it, soft lips are plunged against hers, and she, therefore, concludes his lips are soft as pillows as expected.

The small breath hitch from Jaemin’s breath smelled hints of cinnamon, a kick of spice just enough for her…

She had to abort the experiment too soon, as she might’ve, for the lack of a better word, fucked up—

Both of them stared at each other in shock.

“Sorry, it's… uhm…” Yumi had caught herself red-handed, staring at Jaemin. Their hands are on anything but their supposed homework. At least it’s done though… but now, they have another… peculiar situation at hand.

Jaemin just softly laughs, looking at her endearingly.

“Potions really is that stressful for you, huh?” his husky voice swept her awake. He places a quick peck on her lips again with the same smile on his face. “Does this help you though? I have no problems if it does ease you though.”

She looks at him, eyes wide.

Jaemin grins at her cute reaction, how is it that Yumi is the one shocked after her ‘attempt’?

This made her flush red. It is not just their Potions book that is inked crimson.

Her flurry of words flew out of her lips as she began to feel agitated. “I was just distracted but yeah… I can't quite put it into words, b-but don't get me wrong, I wanted to get close to you as you're great as a friend… but I also find you cute.”

“Cute? Me?” Jaemin beams and puts his hands on his cheeks. “Well, if that's how it is, that's easy enough for me.”

Yumi chuckles at this, it’s so easy for Jaemin to make her feel comfortable. He's so playful… She cups both his cheeks and squeezes them.

He had been holding back to shut her up with a kiss. Yumi, on the other hand, let herself get ahead with her cute aggression.

The difference between his cuteness and sexiness. She’s living for it.

She gulped just how gorgeous he looks. Has she always seen him this way? Or is she caught by the way his lips taste?

What exactly happened?

She doesn’t know exactly how it went up to this, she knows the steps of making the Draught of the Living Death better as she went on, somersaulted and stumbled to kiss him.

She blames the hormones, but… he’s so irresistible.

Maybe, is it because she got a glimpse of a new face? Well, she isn’t blind, of course, she can tell that her friends are attractive. Taehyun being one of their heartthrob— but that’s beside the point. Yumi just got so used to Kai and the gang so much that she didn’t know that there were attraction and feelings possible beyond being with the boys.

And Jaemin made his way to present himself as a ball of sunshine and such a sweet eye candy.

At most Jaemin just makes her laugh, and how he blabbers so much with his books… nothing sweeps her off her feet than a brainiac. Add to his athletic side as a Quidditch player… Someone to match her wits and excel at fields she adores?

Man, she was missing out. Good thing she went out of her way to explore more. Who knew the Slytherins could have so much to offer?

But this— this is another side she's yet to unlock. She's intrigued to navigate through his pages. This is the first venture she’ll journey into intimacy and her exploration.

Curse the raging hormones.

She weakens at the sound of his voice. That low chuckle of his… damn.

Yumi didn’t notice that she had been staring at him for too long.

“The moe gap though,” she giggles. “You're such a good kisser.”

“Hmmm? Do you have any basis beforehand though?” He perks up a brow. “What makes a good kisser then, Yumi?”

Did she just say that out loud? Fuck it.

“No, it's just… I have no prior experience… but you make me feel good about myself. That's enough of a basis, right?”

“Hah… cutie, you'll have a hard time then as your standards would be high after experiencing mine.” The confidence in his voice is so endearing, sly to say it shamelessly for the pun. “Others would have a hard time competing. But… news flash though, you took away my first kiss.”

In thoughts that he seems experienced with dating, it’s not impossible that he hasn’t had a girlfriend before, right? Bloody hell?

“Sorry, oh my—"

“Haven’t you caught on that I am not accepting your apologies at all? I’m fine with it since it’s you, Yumi. I was saving my first for you… Also, I leaned in and kissed back, didn't I? So you had my consent to go do it.” He assured and the glimmer in his eyes along the tender stroking of his finger on her hand can make one melt. Especially his next words… “I liked you since that one Quidditch game. Then the heavens just sent me a blessing fulfilling my wish when joint classes happened. I like you, Lee Yumi.”

For a confession to occur just after a kiss? Just how overwhelming of a situation did you get yourself into, Yumi?

“I'm at a loss for words here… sorry.” She frowns but she looks deeply into him, like a lost puppy, she pouts. “All I know is I liked kissing you.”

“No worries, Yumi. Just let your body feel on this one, see where this goes, hmmm?”

“Well, with what you just said with that kiss…” At that response, as if a bell sparking an interest in the Slytherin, he fully focuses on her as she continues. She licks her lips, staring deeply back at him. “How about, you let me experience it more to let me get the feel of it, then we'll see? How much of a good kisser you proclaim yourself to be, Na Jaemin?”

With the widening smile of Jaemin, he’s loving how she’s putting things into play. As he lowers his head, nearer her face, the Slytherin boy can’t help but give in to her wish.

“I’m betting I’ll get E’s on this right after, baby.”

“Baby? Hmmm…” Yumi didn't have any time to think it through, receiving his kisses. One, two… she melts further into the soft lips of his, as if fighting for territory. I want to be his.

The feeling of their lips colliding can be compared to confetti exploding along with a thousand butterflies all over. It’s colorful, it’s vibrant, and the warmth it gives— No wonder people hold onto their chests when they kiss someone. And sharing it with such a handsome lad, his cunningness really lured her well. She does not regret any of this at all. Yumi wants to grab hold of his chest to tap in if he has the same pounding feeling with his.

Yumi holds onto his shoulders, a bit broader and leaner than expected under all that coat and uniform. She feels a bit of a smirk in his kisses, Jaemin grabs hold at the side of her neck, and she shudders at his touch. But she didn’t mind at all how he was enclosing the space between them further.

Jaemin licked her bottom lip which elicited a strained moan out of her lips.

Good Merlin, he did not disappoint at all.

She’s giving in further to his warmth, just letting her body flow along his, as he stated.

The more that they kiss, softer and harder all the same, moans attempt to slip out on how good his lips are moving against hers. Is it the soft lips of his adding to this factor? Jaemin tastes so sweet. It’s just like marshmallows… Damn it.

She momentarily pulls away to give herself some space to breathe. Yumi touches his lips, Squishy, poking his lips lightly.

Jaemin leans in at her finger, pursing his plump lips as if to make it “bounce” with her fingers. No matter how cute and bubbly he looks right now… Opposite are its effects on Yumi, she’s feeling hot and bothered. All the more when he pulls her arm against his, torso to torso close when he kisses her again.

Jaemin touches the side of her face, cupping it as he strokes her blazed cheeks.

He smiles, both their lips already swollen from kissing too much. The Slytherin smiled at his work, and the Hufflepuff girl couldn’t help but giggle looking back at him at how red both his ears are.

Yumi felt some tight rope around her, it wasn’t too soon when she realized it was located in between the crevices of her skirt that she was heated for any friction down there.

“Can I touch you?” Jaemin breathes out, and as if that permission came in at the right moment for Yumi.

She didn’t answer verbally, just nodding whilst getting his hand and putting it on her waist, granting some implications to go lower— or just anywhere for that matter. His touch is all that matters.

But important things first.

“Are you sure it’s safe here?” Her eyes wandered, at the windows and the doors. He follows the Hufflepuff’s line of sight. So she’s cautious of people coming in and out or might pass by?

Jaemin nods, assuring her. “This is abandoned after all,” he flicks his wand, checking his spell if it’s still activated. “And you know the spell I usually do for privacy and less distraction, right? It works for not just focusing solely on studying.”

“You got everything planned out, huh?”

He smugly nods, pocketing his wand. “Anything for focusing, and for focusing on you, Yumi.”

She felt safe at that, stepping closer to him again. His hands roamed all over, reaching for her legs. She shudders and almost weakens at how he’s caressing her leg.

Expected something else like a grab by the hips, or anything like the romance novels she slips into her luggage.

Jaemin brings more unexpected matters for her to discover.

“Ha… wha… ah…” She weakens instantly as Jaemin leans his lips on the side of her face, and he keeps getting closer to her earlobe.

W-what the hell was that, but shit…

He’s biting her ear.

Yumi grabs hold of the table behind her. “Oh…”

She almost inhales every possible air at their proximity as Jaemin starts nibbling her earlobes. It’s a new sensation, but the effect on her, it’s just starting a new awakening in her.

“Jae… why the ears,” she struggled to keep her words coherent and continuous. Jaemin just kept grazing his lips on her earlobes, his breathing gradually getting hotter near her. Her legs buckled as her body leaned back to the table behind them.

“It’s sensitive, hmmm? I’m letting you get the feel of it, or you don’t like it?” Jaemin hovers over her, caging her in between his arms. His hand is over hers, while the other holds onto her neck to keep her still.

She grabs hold of his shoulder as he bites her ear again.

Yumi sucked in a breath. “N-not that, I, It's not that I don’t like it, it’s just ha- weird. Hmmm-haah.. pmh-ahh, this is new, Jaemin…”

The sleeve of Jaemin fell off his one shoulder, it signaled him to finally take it off. It allowed him to move freely and feel less cramped.

He kicks it to the side then leans dangerously close to Yumi.

She crumples the fabric of his polo shirt, it signals him to go on, licking her ear still as she responds with spews of vowels more as he stimulates her further.

“Ha- I didn’t know ears are this sensitive…” She weakens more as he breathes out an airy laugh, sprouting goosebumps on her skin.

“The more you know, Yumi.” He smiles, kissing her cheek then going back to tease and play his lips on her ears.

He uses his other hand to pinch her other ear, adding to the frailing effect it has on her.

She whimpers, suppressing a moan as he nibbles and licks her. Yumi blushed crimson as she slipped up.

“So that’s what sounds those pretty lips could produce?” he rasps.

“Je-Jaem…” Her eyes darkened in arousal at this point.

Jaemin’s eyes perked up. “Don't hold back now.”

He licks her, more breathing and more hungrily, like wolfing down her ear lobes.

Yumi grips onto anything, slowly crumbling as he keeps going at it. He’s lewdly going through her ear, who knew she would be this sensitive?

She’s almost melting along the stone wall behind her. “Ha... hmmm.”

She managed to reach his free hand holding hands and intertwining it. He chuckles as he stares at her heated state. “You’re so cute right now, Yumi-yah.”

“Nana…To-too much, Jaem…” Stuttering, it’s getting more difficult to complete words, growing incoherent as she feels a burning sensation of pleasure.

And this is all just getting sensitive with her ears, and his damn tongue.

Oh, Merlin.

Jaemin’s holding her hands, pinning her down to the wall to keep her in place whenever she squirms. He keeps bringing her jaw still to keep her in place as he continues nibbling her skin.

“Ha... ha... ah, Nana, ha... hmppphhh.”

Too much, it’s overwhelmingly good. Her scratching and holding back to her tight grips on his chest and back— shoulders, all over… she’s almost descending her body, but Jaemin keeps her secured.

Yumi reaches for his arm for support as he keeps her chin up intact in place as he devours her.

Licking her now wet ear, he pulls away with a smirk. “Now on the other side, so it's equal, hmmm? Don't want the other feeling left out.”

“Ahh, you're too good at this…” Yumi had to laugh as she breathed out, she leaned onto him, grabbing hold of his body in an embrace. “Jae.. jaem, please…”

“Hmmm?”

“Kiss me, please.”

He wraps his arms around her, then caresses her arms tenderly. “If you ask that nicely,” with his rasp and low, he leans into her.

They began making out again, it wasn’t too difficult asking her lips to open up with his tongue for entrance as they began their pace in the mix of lips and tongue.

With Yumi gripping more tightly on him, the clothes are beginning to be an obstruction.

Jaemin thinks so too.

Feeling her body language, he begins to move his hand from her waist, going lower to her hips… grazing his touch to her legs. When Yumi keeps squirming and moaning actively as he reaches closer to her inner thighs.

Jaemin looks at her first before going beneath her skirt. He touches her panties, smirking as she shrieks, enclosing her legs, almost trapping his hand in between.

“Aigoo, that got you turned on, huh?”

Yumi blushes, too overwhelmed and stimulated. No use denying how soaking wet it got her.

Jaemin now fully puts his hand underneath her skirt, grazing his fingers on her stained panties. “No need to be shy, Lumi-yah.”

Yumi flushed at her own stickiness. “I’m…”

Positioning his knee in between her legs, Jaemin continues to stimulate her ears, his other hand pinching and twisting her earlobes.

The other is taken care of with his tongue flicking and tracing wet saliva on her ear.

She shudders as he blows at it, the sudden air added to the already shivering sensation of his breath and hungry groans as he eats up her ear.

He then moves to sucking onto it, making her emit another level of vowels.

Yumi can't help but feel weird and bothered by the wet and dirty sounds. Her whimpering and writhing, she keeps resisting the melting sensation. “Oh, Gods… haaa…”

He smirks, amused, whispering as he teases her. “This is what I would do to your sweet, sweet pussy later.”

She swallows in anticipation. “Don’t keep me waiting… ha… then, Na Jaemin.”

Yumi gulped and breathed heavily, the more he continued to ravage her ears with his tongue and teeth biting it.

She mewls, her legs already weak, she gradually grows more and more embarrassed as she practically feels herself dripping wet down there.

Jaemin stops momentarily to move her, asking her to turn to the side.

With her state too muddled over and clouded with lust, she just complies.

“Can I?” Jaemin glances at her clothes, and with a nod, he goes on to the next step.

He starts removing her tie, keeping keen eye contact as he starts unbuttoning her blouse. He loosens up his tie, placing a kiss on her lips whilst finishing up opening the last buttons of her shirt.

With her bare skin exposed, he stared at her with awe. The dimness of the cloudy afternoon didn’t faze the glow of their sweaty skin against the remaining light of the sky.

“You’re so pretty, gorgeous…” Cupping her chest, he lets himself feel the plumpness of her breasts. She gasps at his touch, he then grazes over the rim of her bralette.

Frilled lace, baby blue… fittingly cute for a cutie like Yumi.

“I like you so much, Yumi.”

He smiles to himself, then looks at her again for permission.

She puts her hand on his arm, patting it. “Go on, Jaem.”

Jaemin pulled down her bra, the reveal along with the cold air brushing against her skin made her shudder good.

Jaemin didn’t make her wait long. As a man of his word, his mouth meets her nipples as he goes on to nibble it.

“Ha… ha- ooh…” His other hand traced around her erect nipples, his fingers teasingly twisting them, adding to her arousal.

It wasn’t long before he reached in between her legs again, her heated and wet core asking for any touch since earlier.

“Please do, do me more, Jaemin.” She lifts her skirt with her two hands, eyes dewy with pleads for his touch.

He sets aside her panties so his fingers are free to touch her pussy, dripping wet and ready for him to stimulate. Jaemin inserts a digit, then another, smoothly going in and out of her squeezing core as he’s ramming and pounding his fingers.

“Ahh… ha-so good, oohh, ahh!”

Simultaneous with sucking her tits and fingering her good, he keeps interchanging breasts as he’s tracing his tongue on her erect nipples.

They are so turned on right now, adding how the cold air is hitting their heightened body temperature combined as they're high up the tower.

Jaemin carries her up so she's elevated and seated. Not only to make Yumi comfortable but it’s an easier access to fingerfuck her.

He pulls her panties down, setting them aside by her one leg.

Gaining full access to her sensitive area, she had to inhale and contain herself on how good he was with his tongue. Is this how it feels to be fingerfucked?

Touching herself alone in her dorm bed late at night isn’t enough, and it’s entirely a new world on how he’s letting her reach novel heights.

“Jaemin… ha, ah! Hmphhh…” Yumi had to control how much she was clenching her hands on his scalp. She managed to hold on to his shoulders. And he’s gone in no other direction but through and deep into her heated core.

She’s already a mess, with how his fingers are plunging in and out of her pussy. All this whilst licking and flicking on her clit, and tending to her breasts.

Jaemin goes faster, then curls his finger as if activating a button in the depths of her cunt.

Feeling a twist at the pit of her stomach, she had to gasp, tighter on the grip she was doing as she was holding onto Jaemin.

Oh, Merlin, is thi—

“I’m com— haaa!” Yumi almost yelped at the sensation, like an explosion spreading all over her system as she experienced one of her biggest orgasms yet.

Jaemin lowers himself, licking her, and eats her out while she just finished cumming.

She had to hang her head high, back arching as she’s still sensitive as fuck.

Ragged and labored, Yumi catches up with her breath.

Jaemin ascended, teasingly licking his lips as he leaned close to her, putting both his hands on the tabletop. “Okay, that's enough. Just enough for you to think of me tonight, sweetie.”

Still in a daze, Yumi thoughtlessly asks. “Just tonight?”

Jaemin’s eyes perk. "Hmmm? So enough to last a while?"

Yumi shakes her head. “I want more.”

With such honesty, he admires her more at that pleasant display. “Next time, sweetie.”

There’s more? She breathes out, smiling. “I'd like that.”

Yumi kisses the side of his face, placing her chin atop his head. She twists it with her finger, tracing the lines of his scalp. “I… can we take it slow? I admit I got ahead of myself.”

“Me too… but yeah, I’m just here either way.” He hugs her, sniffing and breathing in her honey scent. Just close and long enough that Yumi’s warmth lingers in him.

He pats her head, stroking her hair with his arm as they recuperate.

It sure activated her hunger for more. They should do lots of homework more often like this.

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gryffindor!beomgyu x fem!hufflepuff!reader ft. slytherin!jaemin | txt ft. nct dream ff. ✦ (1/8) [series fic] !!! also posted on my ao3 acc! { here } tags: fluff cw: friendship/love, bestie-lovers energy, frenemies vibe, friends to lovers, lots of bantering, tutoring, teasing, crushes, confessions, jealousy, tension, slow burn, unrequited love, love triangle, hurt-comfort, eventual smut lol, break up, eventual happy ending, FLUFF!!! ! not that comfy w/ 2nd POV, but hope 3rd POV is good for y'all ♡ word count: 1.5k

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ʚɞ Race of the Butterflies ʚɞ

Choi Beomgyu had been long hung up for his Hufflepuff best friend, Lee Yumi. Everything had been going well not till Na Jaemin slither his way to swoon her over.

▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။||||။ | ‘butterflies’ by abe parker ʚɞ ♪ ༘⋆

It was the typical story for Lee Yumi. Being adopted by a bunch of extroverts, Soobin, Yumi, and her Ravenclaw best friend, Cha Bora made their way into the friend group. And it had been colorful ever since, to say the least.

With them made up from different houses, it’s bound to be interesting.

It was also not a surprise for the Hufflepuff to slowly come out of her shell after years of being surrounded by them. If anything, Yumi had been influenced by their energy.

Bora had always admired her sense of autonomy once Yumi had been able to branch out of her shyness. She’s able to excel in things thanks to her intellect and confidence.

Time skips to now that they’re in their sixth year in Hogwarts… Things had changed a lot. And maybe this was Beomgyu’s mistake. His nonchalance and being too complacent about his friendship with Yumi caught him off guard by outside factors. He did in fact forget the blatant truth that everything has changed.

No longer were they kids stuck in their own little circle. They’re not the only existing people in their own world. Lee Yumi has a mind of her own to get to know other people and let them in her life. And vice versa.

But why is it that a certain snake seems to threaten the status quo established in their little world?

Beomgyu seems to be shaken ever since Na Jaemin came in waltzing his way into Yumi’s space. And suddenly, it’s not just him and the rest of the TXT boys making her smile.

He’s shaken up by the shift in Yumi’s behavior, or maybe it was him? Never that Beomgyu had got his heart pounding this hard at the sight of her. But the same ache resounds in his heart to see her smiles a centimeter wider other than their presence.

Kai and the others had to rub it onto him as they told him so the moment that this little crush of his since their fourth year had been realized into existence. To do something about it, idiot!

Though this wasn’t the first time someone had shown interest in their Hufflepuff bestie. But nothing had Beomgyu this guarded not until Jaemin.

Maybe it’s because it’s different this time around, or because this is the first time that some suitor of hers stayed this long. And he’s hard to get rid of.

Jaemin’s upfront and solid on his ground.

Everything has changed since Jaemin showed up.

For the first time, someone other than Beomgyu had been serious with Yumi. In his unlucky fate, he’s a step behind in getting his feelings across.

This best explains how Beomgyu is overprotective with Jaemin’s advances on Yumi.

The Hufflepuff had to perk her brow at her best friend blabbering about some schemes or advances of the Slytherin like it’s some game of chess.

So, am I supposed to be the queen here?

Checkmate? HUH?

Yumi blinks at Beomgyu in confusion. “I don’t see anything wrong, and besides, we had a few classes together. Ask Yeonjunie. It just so happens we just wanted to… branch out other than just be classmates, that’s all.”

Besides helping with academics, Na Jaemin was fun to have around. At most, Jaemin is just friendly, not the typical sly Slytherin one may call. He’s not the “bad boy type” as Bora would tell them, along with Yumi nodding in agreement.

And again, Yumi doesn’t see anything wrong with that?

Heck, what do we take Yeonjun for then? He’s Slytherin as well. So what’s so wrong with that?

“What do you take me as then? Punk!” Yeonjun attempts to headlock him, but Beomgyu quickly swats off his arms, he tsks his tongue.

“You’re an exception, you’re definitely just an ass who happens to be a Slytherin.”

Yeonjun just rolled his eyes, to Yumi’s surprise, she was expecting banter to ensue between the two. Hmmm?

“Guys?”

Silence.

And just staring between the two guys.

What the fuck are they just staring at each other for?

In what seems to be a minute-long exchange, Beomgyu is the first to break off their stare-off.

He just went back and scooched closer to Yumi. “Again, I am just saying that you shouldn’t be trusting too soon. You barely know the guy.”

“Yeah, but… it’s just homework and projects, Beomgyu,” she meekly retorts.

Beomgyu sees otherwise. He’s a guy… of course, he can feel when a fellow guy is making a move on someone.

Oblivious to this, Yumi tilts her head as she turns confused again as his stare deepens slightly, now directed at her.

This is the first time she sees her best friend like this.

It just added an odd feeling for Yumi on how Beomgyu is a Gryffindor, a slight remnant of prejudice on her part as well, if you may.

However, it just brushed her thoughts momentarily before going back to the fact that this is Choi Beomgyu we’re talking about. He can be petty on things without any regard at times, and that goes to her as well as why they get along.

But most just doesn’t make sense on how much he’s pressed on this concern of his to be even called as one.

“If that's what you're afraid of Beomgyu, fine. Besides, taking your words into account, I wasn't born yesterday, hun. I can handle myself. I've grown up!” Yumi reminded, brushing it off yet again. She just quickly fixes his gold and crimson necktie, patting it for a slight reassurance. Even looking at him straight in the eye to assert herself.

He didn't budge.

She almost rolls her eyes at his pressing tone, smiling more widely as he taps her arm almost reprimandly.

“Yeah, yeah… even your naivety is showing through Yumi. You don't even see past that friendliness of his, that's part of his tactics!” He almost sharply inhales stating this, adding the fiery look in his eyes. Yumi had to laugh at how worked up he was.

This is like seeing his and Soobin’s beef over video games. What’s up with him?

“And just letting you know, you’re almost always a bad judge of character. Take Soobin for example… just because he can outdo your pettiness, doesn’t mean he’s bad.”

“Thanks?” Soobin turns to them, and then his eyebrows knit together after processing, much like a loading screen finished up his forehead. “Man, I can’t even take that as a compliment, Yumi-yah!”

Yumi laughs, but Beomgyu keeps his gaze on her. She goes back to him. “Okay, not that you’re a bad judge, I was kidding. But you get it, right?”

No response.

Just… glaring.

She just sighs at his piercing look.

“Again, Beomi… how about getting to know the guy for yourself first, hmmm? He’s not even half-bad as you think.”

Speak of the devil.

The familiar scent of fresh oak whiffs through her system, she’d almost grown familiar with it for the past weeks she had been exposed to the Slytherin. The sweet aroma of the chocolate and nuts almost mocks Beomgyu’s nose as a tray of baked goods is placed on their table.

“Hi, guys! Hey, Yumi-sshi, here’s what I promised you.” He winks cheekily as a greeting. Jaemin shows up at their table, with a satisfying look served along with the cupcakes he brought for the group. Specifically for the sweet tooth Hufflepuff girl.

“Jaemin… Didn’t I tell you to call me ‘Yumi’?”

Already at that level huh? Beomgyu grits over his teeth.

Yumi nudges him.

“Ohhh… how sly, yeah, this definitely caught me off guard in his vile schemes,” Yumi says with a playful tone, overtly directed at Beomgyu during their prior conversation. Her warm breath brushing by the tip of Beomgyu’s ear gave him a shiver.

His lips slightly twitch at how Yumi is even acting weakened by the cupcake as she takes a bite. Further teasing him… Beomgyu chose to purse his lips.

She smiles at Jaemin now, turning her attention to him. Even some of Beomgyu’s friends are warming up to the Slytherin guy on how he's been friendly and approachable with them.

“Thanks, Nana! You're the best!” she beams.

Swooned even. Beomgyu resisted the sass on his facial features.

Jaemin goofily smiles upon hearing Yumi using his nickname.

Beomgyu inhales as he remains quiet, observing the two like a Lion eyeing its prey. Heck yeah, cause you're too much of a foodie, Lee Yumi.

A ray of sunshine that even the Gryffindor would be obliterated by its encapsulated light.

Beomgyu rolls his eyes at how obvious it is that the Slytherin thinks the same with such child-like smiles she displays.

Not even batting an eye at Beomgyu, Jaemin places a cupcake on his plate. His eyes clearly stayed longer at Yumi than the rest of the group.

And how she’s looking back at him with the same intensity…

Fuck, this is definitely the way to Yumi’s heart. Curse you, Na Jaemin.

Jealousy bores through his gazes at the two near him. How is it that she's smiling too brightly like that?

Those plump cheeks as she smiles widely, how her eyes light up whenever she laughs.

And that eye smile of hers, that damned aegyosal.

Beomgyu is just left pouting, holding on to the bitten cupcake he ate out of spite. His annoyance is boiling up further, cause damn, this is so much better than what Soobin concocts.

Soobin sneezes out of the blue, feeling a goosebump brushing off the nape of his neck.

Oops. Sorry, bud.

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