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for @sulfurcosmos from your stayblr not-so-secret santa <3

hehe happy holidays ti!!! you totally figured out who i was so quickly, and i had such a great laugh when you did 😂 even though i tried to play dumb until the end, it was obvious that you were onto me the moment you showed up in my inbox on anon too LOL anyways talking with you these past few weeks has been an absolute joy <3 i loved learning so much more about you and your own passions as well as our shared passion for one (1) bang chan 💕🥰 so i wanted to draw something for you that i think really represents all the love chan has for music, for his members, and for his stays! plus the stay lightsticks always remind me of thousands of shining stars, and space things always remind me of you! <3 i hope you have a happy new years ti 😘 love you bestieeeee~

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This is so beautiful but why would you do this to me😭✋

If y'all see me crying in the corner blame @ppiri-bahng

🫧 jisung drabble…

fem!reader

“You made a mistake choosing me,” you muttered underneath your breath, hoping that he was fast asleep and wouldn’t hear you.

You were just so, so frustrated with yourself. The two of you couldn’t have been more of the textbook definition of opposites. Jisung was lively, filled with energy, always a joy to be around and lit up every room he entered with his blindingly beautiful smile.

He couldn’t have picked more of a dud to be with.

Jisung deserved someone who matched his energy, someone who could give him the love he deserves, someone who wasn’t currently wallowing in self pity over the fact that she can’t love her boyfriend right.

You had thought you had been doing all of this correctly, loving him—being with him. That was until a small party you had went to together with your friends, and watching the way all the couples were with each other.

“Why don’t you go check on your boyfriends he seems a little lonely,” Chan laughed as he patted you on the back before walking away to refill his cup.

You know deep down Chan didn’t mean to hurt you. It was all teasing, no malicious intent and you knew that. But your stomach churned at the implication of you not knowing how Jisung felt.

Your eyes flickered across the room until you found him, watching Jisung laugh loudly at something one of his friends had said. He seemed perfectly content to you. That was until you noticed how his smile faltered ever so slightly, something so small that Chan had picked up on but you hadn’t.

His eyes flickered around the room in search of something or someone until they finally landed on you.

That same blinding smile broke out on his face as he made his way over to you. Instead of bringing you comfort like it usually did, all you could focus on in that moment was that you really, really didn’t show Han Jisung love and care the way he deserved.

To say your mood soured the rest of the night would be an understatement. Jisung had noticed of course, being the ever attentive partner that you wished so desperately you could be for him. The other couples around you didn’t help, watching as they wiped food off of each others faces or stole kisses without a care of who could be watching—catering to each others every need.

The two of you had never been particularly affectionate in public, mostly on your part and you had began to wonder if maybe that bothered him. Did he want your to hold his hand? Want you to pull him close and kiss him for everyone to witness? Are those things he had wanted and you never realized?

Jisung had confronted you shortly the two of you returned back to his dorm that night. When you had made move to leave with the intent of returning home rather than staying the night as you had previously planned, he had stopped you.

The feeling of his hands wrapped around your wrist was burning, the confusion and sadness lingering in his gaze only made you feel shittier than you had before.

“What’s going on? Did I do something?

These questions had you wallowing in even more self pity than before. Here you were, distressed about what a terrible girlfriend you are and Jisung thinks he’s done something wrong.

And that couldn’t have made you feel more pathetic and worthless.

The two of you had talked it out. You had apologized to him for everything. Jisung had tried his best to console you, telling you that no one had ever made him feel more loved in his life but you were too in your head about it. Jisung deserved better and that was always something you would believe.

You watched as he stirred slightly at the utterance of your previous words, arms gripping tightly at your torso before pulling you closer to him. Your body stiffened under his touch as you realized he had been awake.

Jisung tucked his head into your neck, pressing a soft kiss to it.

“I didn’t make a mistake,” he mumbled sleepily against your skin.

“Loving you, choosing you, is the only thing in my life that I’ve ever done right.”

He pulled back slightly, the tears in your eyes mirroring his own.

“And I’d do it over and over again.”

tags: @multifcndoms

Academic Rivals to Lovers is the best seungmin trope

cat and mouse for a month (or two or three)

enemies to lovers with kim seungmin but make it ~university flavored~

warnings: food mention, seungmin x gender neutral reader

genre: enemies to lovers, fluff

word count: 2250+

you don’t even know when your hatred of kim seungmin began.

before today, you’d only really interacted with him a handful of times. him and his group of noisy friends sat next to you in your psychology lecture last semester, and with every day you found yourself liking him less and less. you can’t even pinpoint why, it just happened that way. every time he answered a question right in class grated on your nerves. every interaction with him ended in an argument with one of you walking away in a huff. you’ve accepted your role as mortal enemies and that’s just the way the world works.

so you know today’s going to be a bad day when you get a glimpse of the back of kim seungmin’s head walking into your intro to biology lab. you resolve to sit on the other side of the room for the entire semester and not look in his direction once, but your plan is thwarted when you walk through the door to see that every seat has been taken except for one.

seated right next to kim seungmin.

you grit your teeth so hard they squeak as you walk to the table, placing your bag pointedly between the two of you and turning away from him. neither of you say a word or acknowledge each other’s presence, which is exactly what you wanted. you just need to make it through today, and for the next class you need to come in 10 minutes earlier to make sure you secure a seat somewhere that kim seungmin isn’t.

you let out a breath once the lecture finishes, and you quickly start to pack up your notes, hoping to leave as quickly as possible.

“hey!” kim seungmin chirps, making you freeze as he drums his fingers on the table. so much for not acknowledging each other. “didn’t expect to see you here, didn’t seem like your kind of subject.”

“it’s a general education requirement,” you respond slowly, overly polite. “not all of us have the privilege of placing out of all intro classes. speaking of, what are you doing here? i would have thought 100 level classes were beneath you.”

“they are.” he says matter-of-factly. “but my advisor says i need to take this class if i want to be the teaching assistant for it next semester so. here i am.”

“you’re a fucking nerd, kim seungmin.” you deadpan, turning to finish packing up your bag.

“says you!” he sputters indignantly. “you’re a history major! that’s the nerdiest major!”

you turn to offer a rebuttal, anything to make sure he doesn’t get the upper hand, and-

“oh, before i forget!” you’re interrupted by the teaching assistant. “your assigned lab partners for the semester is whoever was sitting next to you! i have the seating chart written down already so we won’t have any substitutions or trades. okay, have a good rest of your day!”

you pinch your wrist, hoping this was a dream. you can’t possibly spend the entire semester being paired with kim seungmin.

“looks like you’re stuck with me,” he says teasingly, making you let out a growl and hastily leave the room which was echoing with his laughter.

—

you don’t know when your hatred of kim seungmin began, but you don’t think it’s going away any time soon.

you’re sitting in the student center when kim seungmin jogs up to you, wearing a ridiculous combo of a baby blue sweater and gray slacks.

“there you are!” he says, out of breath. he stops at your table and puts his hands on his knees, huffing in breaths.

“it hasn’t been nearly enough time since i last saw you,” you say flatly, raising an eyebrow as you look down to meet his eyes. “to what do i owe this extreme displeasure?”

“you ran away yesterday before i could get your number,” he says, straightening up and widening his eyes. “for our assignments! since we’re partners. no other reason.” he states firmly. oh, right. kim seungmin was going to need your number. he is going to have a way of contacting you on a daily basis. the world really was going to hell.

he holds out his phone to you, open on the contacts app like he had planned this mission beforehand. he probably had. you tap to create your contact, forgoing a picture (he doesn’t need to perceive you any more than is strictly necessary, thank you very much). you try to ignore how he’s watching you intently as you type, and you type a little slower just to test his patience. as you go to save it, his phone lights up with an incoming call from his mother, and you hastily hand it back to him.

of course he talks to his mom, the bitter and angry inner voice of yours says.

“hi, omma!” he says brightly into the phone, sitting on the chair across from you. you scowl to express your displeasure, but he doesn’t notice and makes himself comfortable by taking off his scarf and leaning back in the chair. his happy demeanor is ruined a second later as his face falls in disappointment. “oh, father. hello, sir.” his voice is dull, and you can’t help but frown deeper at the contrast.

you busy yourself with your own phone, trying to give him some privacy. although, if he wanted privacy he could have sat at any other table so. eavesdropping wouldn’t give you too much bad karma under this circumstance, right?

“yes, father, i applied to join the honors pre-med fraternity. yes, my GPA is high enough for it, i have a 4.0. no. it’s the highest possible GPA, i physically cannot get anything higher than that.” he huffs into the phone. “no, i wasn’t giving you attitude, sorry. yes, sir. i’m studying right now. its noisy because i’m in the student center. i’m not in the library because, uh, i’m with my biology lab partner and we wanted to quiz each other.” he lies and glances at you, meeting your eyes, and you quickly turn back towards your phone, ears burning at getting caught listening. he hangs up a minute later, and you see a text from him pop up on your phone just saying his name.

“you should have my number now.” he says, no trace of his earlier brightness in his eyes. you almost miss his annoying smile. wait, miss? no. you’d just rather have that than the drowned puppy look he’s donning now. no missing of kim seungmin smiles happening here.

“thanks,” you said, awkward. “so, uh, that sounded kind of intense. he expects you to be studying on the first week of class?”

“something like that,” he sighs, lacking the spark his voice usually has when he talks to you. he gets up off the table and pockets his phone. “i’ll see you later.”

you can’t explain why you feel disappointed with every step he takes away from you.

—

you don’t know when your hatred of kim seungmin began. but you’re starting to think you don’t actually hate him anymore.

kim seungmin is actually a kind of okay person. he’s impossibly kind most of the time but still snarky and sassy and he bounds around like a puppy when he’s excited and his smile could probably cure world hunger.

whoa. take a step back.

you’re on your fifth meeting as biology lab partners, and your partnership is going significantly better than you thought it would. he met you today in the library and brought you your favorite iced coffee (how did he know?). he doesn’t mind doing a bulk of the work today since he knows you have a big history paper due tomorrow (he remembered?). he grins at you over his lab notebook whenever you playfully banter with him (when did arguing turn into banter?).

the list of reasons why you don’t like him dwindle down until you really can’t remember any of them. he’s annoyingly smart? sure, but he’s weighed down by the crippling expectations his father sets so it’s not really something to be mad about. he’s rude? maybe, but rudeness and sarcasm are often mistaken for one another. he’s a nerd? well, you can’t really judge when you have the entire box set of doctor who hidden under your bed, saved for bad days.

your 180 degree turn-around regarding seungmin gives you whiplash sometimes. every time you catch yourself laughing at the joke he tells you under his breathe during class you almost choke. every time you catch yourself smiling at him when you see him walking across the street you want to slap the smile off your face. every time you catch yourself thinking about him when he’s not in the room you put your headphones in and blast heavy metal to drown him out.

but hey, at least you’re going to pass your biology lab at this rate.

“i’ll see you after spring break,” he says as he packs up his bags. you’ve finished your lab project, which was technically due after the break but you both agreed to get it done before so you could enjoy the time off. you smile at him in response, you muscles still not used to doing anything other than frowning at him.

“have a good break, seungmin,” you say, ignoring the way his face lights up at your words.

—

you don’t know when your hatred of kim seungmin began. but maybe it was never hatred that you felt for him at all.

you’re sitting on the floor of your dorm room, a variety of take-out containers spread between you and your lab notebooks completely forgotten on the desk. it’s the last week of class, and you’ve just finished up the final biology project you’ll ever have to do with him. despite this, you’re surprised at how quickly you agreed to have him over, how much you were looking forward to him being in your space.

you’re both looking at his laptop at a video of seungmin’s roommate jisung and his friends chan and changbin performing at the student center last week.

“they’re really good!” you say around a mouthful of egg roll, doing a little dance to the beat of their song. you turn your head to look at him to see if he’s enjoying it too, but your eyes immediately meet his, which were watching you instead. there’s something shimmering in his gaze, a mesmerizing fondness that takes your breath away. before you can blink, he’s leaning over, placing a warm hand on your waist, and is pressing his lips to yours quickly. he stays in your space a little even as your mouth gapes open, egg roll still present.

“swallow,” he says with a cute smile, using his other hand to push your jaw closed and you swallow the mushed up egg roll quickly. wait, cute? seungmin is not cute. or, maybe he is? since when was he seungmin, not kim seungmin?

“wha?” you ask intelligently. your mouth now clear of egg roll, he takes the opportunity to kiss you properly, making you drop your chopsticks and leaving you feeling lightheaded.

“can i make a confession?” he says, breaking the kiss and out of breath. he moves his hand from your jaw to your shoulder, one thumb curled possessively near you neck; you’re suddenly made aware of just how fast your heart is beating and you feel your blood rush to your face. you nod dumbly, too shocked by the events that just unfolded to do anything else. “it’s my fault we became lab partners.”

“what?” you stammer, head clearing up instantly. “you want to talk about this now? when you almost just had your tongue down my throat? wait, hold on, what?” your mind was running at a million miles per hour.

“yeah,” he chucked nervously, the hand he has on your waist tightens and the hand on your shoulder feels like a dead weight preventing you from moving. “i know the teaching assistant for our class. she’s my best friend’s sister. i texted her once you sat next to me and asked for her to assign partners.”

“why would you do that? you hate me-hated me.” you question, impossibly confused.

“i never hated you. i’ve had a thing for you ever since i first saw you and you were lecturing some guy in the student center about something or the other. i don’t even remember what you were saying, just that i was entranced by you,” he says gently, pushing your hair behind your ear. “you just hated me from the start, for some reason. and it was easier to pretend to hate you back then be upset over it so, here we are.” he looked so nervous that you wanted to kiss him. or pet him. or tell him how much you’ve grown to care about him in these past couple months. something embarrassing, basically.

“seungmin, i don’t think i ever actually hated you. i was jealous,” you say, finally able to claw your true feelings out of your heart now that you accepted that the two of you were not, in fact, mortal enemies. “you’re so smart, you’re handsome, you have loads of friends, you’re always smiling. you always looked like you had your life put together so tightly and i just didn’t know what to do with myself.”

“i’m kind of a mess,” he admits, ducking his head. “but i appreciate that. these last couple months have been amazing, getting to know you more, and i just-“

“i feel the same,” you cut him off, beaming at him.

you don’t know when your hatred of kim seungmin began. but you do know when your love for him began.

—

sequel

masterlist

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