03 Bro Ur Tanking My Stonks

03 🏹 bro ur tanking my stonks

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it's the last year of high school and the most popular ceo-to-be's locker is stuffed with more love letters, snacks and rose quartzes from complete strangers than her own textbooks ! with obviously mass unrequited feelings to the latter, and the help of... your longtime rival Kang Taehyun !? what are you to do but make a matchmaking account dedicated to helping your classmates experience that sweet feeling, that maybe you'll find too while having some fun along the way!

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SEVENTEEN / exclusive relationship

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warnings: mentions of condoms that’s it i think

authors note: no matter how close y/n may get to chat noir, yeonjun will always be her priority ❤️ right ❤️ anyways ynnoir meet up next chapter who’s ready??

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TWENTY-ONE / pretend babies

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warnings: profanity, we r hitting angst

authors note: umm…. yeah… praying for yeonjun….. beomgyu cant tell y/n it’s fake pray for the poor girl……….

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02 🏹 don’t date that trashy hoe !

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it's the last year of high school and the most popular ceo-to-be's locker is stuffed with more love letters, snacks and rose quartzes from complete strangers than her own textbooks ! with obviously mass unrequited feelings to the latter, and the help of... your longtime rival Kang Taehyun !? what are you to do but make a matchmaking account dedicated to helping your classmates experience that sweet feeling, that maybe you'll find too while having some fun along the way!

note hybe high, the school u guys go to’s mascot is hyenas LOL idk i feel like i’ve never heard of them being used that much EDIT: IF ANYONE SAW THE ERROR I MADE W YNS USER NAME NO U DIDNT

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workplace — atosn bonus chapter

pairing: barista!soobin x f!reader

featuring: beomgyu, yeji is mentioned

genre: slice of life (?), pure FLUFF

content/warnings: mentions of food and coffee, jokes about (and mentions of) sex and sexual scenarios (nothing explicit tho so don't worry lmao), cursing, kissing

word count: 1.4k

a/n: I WAS MISSING THEM I'M SORRY. this is just a silly little thingy and i apologize if it's not that good, i haven't posted anything in like 5 months 😭 anyway i hope it's still enjoyable!! (also to those who liked the playlist, i added a few more songs!)

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Sitting on a bar stool right by the counter, an empty coffee-stained cup resting in front of you, your gaze follows a slightly disheveled Soobin as he delivers a tray with seven different beverages to the table currently full of people, right after delivering their pastries as well. 

Beomgyu asked for a twenty-minute break so he could go downstairs and check whatever new LPs have arrived this week, but his little trip to the record store is taking longer than expected, leaving that tall mess in charge of the cafe all by himself.

The fact that a large group arrived and your boyfriend had to serve all of them without any help definitely took a toll on him, and you can see right through the shy, dimpled smile he's offering to the girls in front of him: he's tired. Tired enough to not even notice one of those girls is totally checking him out.

Can you blame her, though? He's the most attractive man in the whole building. Maybe even the whole district.

"Thank you, I'll be over there if you need anything." He bows politely and returns to the counter, probably praying to God no one else will arrive before Beomgyu does. 

"You okay, champ?" You try not to let on that you're holding back your laughter.

"Can you text him for me?" He asks instead of giving you an answer, dragging a chair behind the counter so he can sit across from you. His shoulders slump, and the pout on his lips makes it impossible for you not to smile fondly at him.

"Just did," you show him the screen of your phone, where he can read the string of texts you just sent to his best friend. They don't sound very friendly, but that's how your friendship with Beomgyu works. 

Maybe that's what people call tough love.

He chuckles, and you allow yourself to smile wider and put down the phone so you can reach for his hair. It's been a while since he has retouched it, so you can see the natural black tone growing on his roots, but the bleached blond color is still present on all of the length, and he still looks as dreamy as ever. 

"I like this," he murmurs, tilting his head slightly at your touch.

"I know you do, you giant baby." Your heart flutters a little when you notice his eyes closing as you rub your fingers very gently on his scalp, but you don't say anything about it. Right now, your priority is to help him relax. "Did you see the way that girl was looking at you?"

His eyes shoot open and he stares at you with furrowed eyebrows. "What girl?"

You finally laugh, albeit quietly, and the look of confusion on his face only grows.

"I mean it, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Aw," you coo teasingly, "so in love with me you don't even notice those other girls clearly wanting some of that dick."

"Y/N!" He chokes out a laugh, the tip of his ears going red, just the way you like it. Making him flustered is one of your favorite hobbies, after all. "Don't say that, this is my workplace," his voice comes out in a whisper.

"Okay, first," you raise a finger, "that's not my name."

His eyes roll at you, but he corrects himself nonetheless. "Baby."

"Good! Second, nobody heard me, you're fine." It's not like you were screaming at the top of your lungs, you were just being a little… silly. It was just a tee-hee moment.

"Yeah, well, I still don't know what you're talking about."

"The girl in the green shirt," you explain nonchalantly in a whisper, grabbing his hands from across the counter. "She totally wants you."

His eyes divert to the table he just served, and once again he knits his eyebrows together, silence settling between the two of you for a few seconds.

"I mean…" Soobin trails off. "She's kinda cute."

You know damn well what he's doing. 

The little shit is trying to tease you. 

You can see it in his face. His smirk and raised eyebrow give him away too easily as soon as he looks at you again. This asshole has been learning from you, and you don't know whether you should feel proud of him or punch his arm. 

"She is," you agree, unfazed by his words. Your hands play with his fingers, and you bring one of his hands up to your lips, leaving a few gentle kisses on his knuckles. "I'm still cuter, though."

He hums and shrugs, his smile growing wider as his eyes watch you carefully. "I guess."

"You guess?" Your voice echoes his words, and he licks his lips in an attempt to suppress his smile. It just makes him look more adorable. "I see."

You lean a little closer over the counter, but he tries to remain unaffected. "Mhm."

"Well, that's not what you were saying last night, was it?" You kiss his cheek just as softly as you were kissing his hand, using it as an excuse to whisper something in his ear. "If I remember correctly, you were going 'oh baby, you look so pretty like this, keep'–"

Suddenly one of his hands shoots up to cover your mouth, cutting you off, his whole face visibly growing hotter. And when he shushes you bashfully, you burst into laughter, though it's muffled by his palm.

"Shut up," he hisses, but you can see he's trying hard not to laugh along with you. "God."

"Yo, guys," a third voice appears, "you won't believe– wait, what's going on?" 

As soon as you turn around, you can see Beomgyu's figure standing by the door, watching you in confusion.

And though you could complain and be dramatic about it, you decide to do the second best thing: grab the hand that's currently censoring you and kiss it. All over it. His fingers, his palm, his wrist, everything. That's how you manage to turn your bashful boyfriend into a giggling mess, and you would keep going up to kiss his whole arm, but he ends up stopping you, grabbing you by the shoulders. There's no reason to feel upset about it, though, because the smile on Soobin's face and the disgusted look on Beomgyu's are enough to make you feel accomplished.

"I was being silenced for speaking the truth," you finally say something, and the youngest Choi stares you up and down before fake-gagging.

"You two are gross. We have customers. Please stop."

"I know! That's why I'm doing this, actually." And without any shame, you kiss your boyfriend's lips tenderly.

He keeps laughing quietly against your mouth, reveling in your affection, and his hands let go of your shoulders to gently cup your face. It's not a deep kiss by any means, just a little moment of happiness that's turned into a few pecks, followed by more gagging sounds provided by Beomgyu in the background.

"Okay, can you stop now? This is our workplace. You're testing your luck right now, you know?" The boy whines as he makes his way around the counter. "Just because you're friends with the owners' kids, doesn't mean you're safe."

His words have no effect on you, though, not when you're met by Soobin's pretty eyes smiling at you, wrinkles visible at the corners, making you feel warm inside.

God, if only he knew how fucking adorable he is. You'd go to war just to make him smile.

When you kiss the tip of his nose and the dimple on his right cheek, he chuckles quietly, while his coworker groans once more.

"You're just jealous," he tells Beomgyu, and it's your turn to laugh as you plop back down on your seat.

"As if. I'll be seeing my girl later, far away from this hellhole," the other retorts.

"Funny," you interject, "I've been told you and Yeji tend to go to the storage room and disappear for the longest time when you have no customers."

Your best friend's boyfriend narrows his eyes at you. "As I was saying, you won't believe what I just bought." 

You know you could tease him for longer, but you decide to let him ramble about the albums he found downstairs, while Soobin holds your hand over the counter and rubs circles on your skin, quietly shooting glances in your direction every time Beomgyu makes you laugh. 

He's just as whipped as you are, after all.

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Jay was late.

Like really late. You’d agreed that morning to meet at your house since May was away for a few days. You were finishing work at five, and Jay would come over for six so that you two could hang out and maybe order some food. And now it was seven and you hadn’t seen or heard from him. It didn’t help that the rain outside was getting heavier by the moment and you worried for the boy who might be out in it.

Usually you’d be fine with this, you’d just assume that they had got busy and would reply with an explanation when they could. But Jay was different, you were worried for him in case something had happened on his way to yours. You wanted to take care of him, and that meant that you worried for him more than usual. So you sat there, phone in hand as you stared at the unread texts you sent him.

It was at that point, when you were about to call Sunoo in a panic, that a quick knock sounded on your door. Your stomach leaped, rushing to open it and seeing Jay standing there dripping rain water onto your front door step. He opened his mouth to speak but you cut him off by tugging him forward and wrapping your arms around him. His clothes were soaked with rainwater but you didn’t care much, holding him tight against you as he stood shivering.

After a second or two he relaxed, wrapping his own arms around you and revelling in the warmth you were emitting onto him. He sighed, resting his chin on the top of your head for a moment before pulling away to look down at you. There was a frown on your lips which made him sad, Jay hated seeing you upset.

“What the fuck Jay,” you whined, pushing him back a little. “Where have you been? I was so worried.”

“You were worried?” He cracked a small smile, resting his hands on your hips.

You nodded, fighting not to smile back with him, “of course I was! You didn’t text to say you’d be late, I thought something had happened to you.”

“I’m sorry Y/N,” he squeezed your hips gently before letting go. You stepped aside to let him in, taking his soaked coat off of him. “I was about to leave but May video called me, then she was on the phone with me for ages I couldn’t get off call even though I saw your texts. And so by the time she hung up I was already late, and of course my bus was super slow too and my phone ran out of battery before I could text you back.”

You sighed, hanging his coat up and leading him to your living room, “you’re really unlucky aren’t you? What did May want to talk about?”

You rushed around, grabbing an old oversized pair of sweatpants for Jay to change into since his jeans were wet. His shirt was dry so at least he could keep that on, you didn’t know if any of your shirts would fit him anyway.

“Hold on, let me change then I’ll tell you everything,” he said with a small sigh, taking the clothes with a thankful smile.

“My bathroom is the last door at the end, I’ll make us some tea whilst you change,” you leant up, brushing some of his wet hair off his forehead gently. Jay nodded, rushing off to change whilst you prepared two warm cups of tea, settling on the sofa waiting for him with your legs tucked up underneath you. You’d made sure to plug his phone in for him so that it wouldn’t be dead when he eventually had to leave.

“Thanks Y/N,” he said, slumping down next to you. Considering it was the first time you two had been together inside one of your homes, you felt comfortable already. It didn’t feel awkward like you thought it might.

“So what happened?” You asked softly, wrapping your hands around your mug.

Jay turned to you, a pout on his lips, “so I was just about to leave when May called, and she literally never video calls so I thought it was something super important. But she started talking to me about all the chores I needed to do at home, and then she wanted to talk to me about that new medication.”

Jay stopped, biting his bottom lip and worrying the skin there. You raised an eyebrow, “the medication? She made you take it didn’t she?”

“How could you tell?” He sighed, leaning his head against the back of the couch, “I’m sorry, I was trying to hang up but she said if I didn’t take the medication on the call then she would come back to make sure I did.”

“She’s fucking insane,” you swore, shaking your head. You wanted to be angry, you were angry, but looking at Jay and seeing how remorseful he looked made your anger subside. You weren’t mad at him, there was no reason for him to feel upset.

“I’m sorry, I know you said not to take it,” he said, fiddling with his fingers and avoiding your eyes. You put your mug down, placing one hand on his knee to bring his attention to you. His ears twitched gently, the rain water finally drying and fluffing up the fur there.

“Don’t apologise Jay, it’s not your fault,” your hand yearned to raise up and ruffle his hair and stroke his ears but you held back. “I’m just mad at her, she knows what she’s doing is wrong but she’s still doing this to you. I hate her so much Jay, and I hate that you have to go home to her every day.”

You went against your better judgement, leaning up and running a hand through his still damp hair before brushing your fingers against one of his ears. Jay closed his eyes at the feeling, leaning into your touch with a small smile against his lips.

“I hate it too,” he admitted, fully leaning the weight of his head on your hand now. “I wish it was you that I was coming home to.”

You froze. Jay had said similar things when he was in his heat, talking about the two of you in a way that was reserved for couples, but hearing him say it now was a whole different story. He was completely sane now, there was no excuse for him to be talking like that unless he actually meant it.

“Jay,” you mumbled, looking up at him and folding your hands into your lap. He looked down at you, his ears slightly pointing downwards since you’d stopped petting him, “you can’t say stuff like that.”

“Why not?” He asked genuinely, eyes wide, “it’s the truth, am I not allowed to say the truth?”

“You are,” you sighed, not being able to look away from his gaze. “But we only just met Jay, you need to be logical.”

Jay just pouted, he didn’t understand why you were rejecting him now. He knew you liked him, he could tell by how much you cared for him already, so why was it so hard for you to accept when he talked like this?

“I am being logical, I’m just speaking my mind,” he leant his head back on the couch. “You make me feel safe, and happy, which is everything to me. I’ve never felt this comfortable around anyone, just being near you makes me calm down no matter the situation.”

You didn’t break eye contact, just watching as he talked. Jay was like an open book to you, you could probably tell what he was thinking just with one glance. And right now was one of those times, he was definitely telling the truth, you couldn’t detect a hint of lying in his voice or demeanour.

“You mean that?” You asked, reaching over and taking one of his hands in yours. Jay followed the movement, smiling gently when he felt your hands enveloping his.

“Yeah, one hundred percent,” he tugged on your hands to bring you closer before wrapping his arms around you. For the second time that night you were engulfed in Jay, his cologne filling your senses as he held you close to him. Your head fit snugly into his neck, your own arms circling his waist to keep him close.

“Is this ok?” He asked, running one hand up and down your back.

“More than ok,” you replied. It felt right, being with Jay felt right. And for those few moments you could forget about everything else. You forgot about May and everything that came along with that, Jay made you forget all of it.

The rest of the evening went by in a blurry haze, your mind was too preoccupied thinking about how softly Jay held you in his arms and how his heart was beating so quickly in his chest the more you cuddled up against him. You ate together, lounging on the couch until it was way past midnight. You both had work the next day but it didn’t bother you, you would take being tired any day if it meant staying up and listening to Jay ramble on for hours.

That night you fell asleep on the couch, Jay’s arm around your shoulder and his head resting on top of yours. Some old rerun of an American tv show was playing in the background whilst the two of you slept, the uncomfortable position only bearable because it was Jay who you were leaning on.

Jay woke up first, his body clock naturally telling him it was morning. He untangled himself from you, letting you slump against the couch fully so that he could check his phone. He thought about waking you up before he left, but you looked so peaceful that he wanted to leave you a little longer.

He scrambled around for a pen and paper, writing a short note and leaving it on the coffee table for you when you finally woke up. He would text you anyway, but he didn’t want you to worry when you woke up and saw he was gone.

Jay took his now dry coat, sliding it on before leaning back down towards you. He brushed some hair from your forehead, he thought you looked pretty like this, even if your makeup from the previous day was smudged along your cheeks and your eyebrows were pulled together into a frown. Jay would probably think you looked pretty no matter the circumstance.

Before he could back out, he leant over to kiss your forehead gently, lingering for a few seconds to revel in how warm it made him feel. His heart almost fluttered, Jay didn’t think he had ever felt like that about anyone in his life. Never once had he felt those butterflies kissing May, but kissing you gave him a feeling he couldn’t even describe.

He left your house quickly before he felt tempted to cuddle back up on the couch with you, closing the door softly.

What Jay hadn’t realised was that you’d been awake the whole time, drifting somewhere between sleep and full consciousness. You had to hold yourself from smiling as you felt him kiss your head, doing your best to feign sleep in order to not embarrass him by waking up. But as soon as your door closed you sat up, a blush spreading across your cheeks that you didn’t know how to stop. Jay was slowly melting your cold exterior, and although it would be the messiest situation you could possibly be in, you would do anything to have him now.