Apricity: Kim Mingyu X Jeon Wonwoo

Apricity: Kim Mingyu x Jeon Wonwoo

Summary: Apricity - The warm rays of sun in the winter.

W/c: 2.4k

A/n: My first ever Member x member fic on request of @/autumn-n-winter . Hope you like it.

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5 years old

"Mingyu~ Say Hi to hyung" His omma said, as Mingyu peeked from behind his mom's legs, gazing at the young pale skin boy standing in front of the lady. The boy smiled at him, and Mingyu stepped out from behind his mom's legs and extended his hand. "Hi Wonu hyung" he said and extended his hand that Wonwoo took welcomingly.

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Elementary School

"STAY AWAY FROM WONU HYUNG!" Mingyu said as he punched the upper class man that was trying to tower over Wonwoo, as Seokmin pulled Wonwoo and Jihoon off the ground.

"Kim Mingyu, you have nothing to do with this!" The guy chided. "If you don't wanna catch another one, then scram!" He said, raising his voice. And the 3 boys pulled their main bully away.

"KIM MINGYU! WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING IN SCHOOL! DO YOU THINK YOU'RE SOME WRESTLER" his mom scolded him as they walked back after the teacher complained. "But they were bullying Wonu hyung" he said and his mother's eyes softened. "You should have called a teacher then!" She still tried to be harsh. "But Wonu Hyung would have been hurt by then" he said with a pout. "So, you protect Wonwoo and get Seokmin to call a teacher. You can't protect your loved ones by force" she said and Mingyu nodded.

Hence ,here they were, a week later. "Why won't you fight?! You asshole? Did you go weak?!" The bully leader asked Mingyu who stood in front of Wonwoo like a stone, taking punches. And Wonwoo who had tears rolling down his face unendingly begging Mingyu to either fight back or move. Yeah, let's say Seokmin saved the day and mom's plan worked well.

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Middle School

"Wonu hyung~" Mingyu whined dramatically, "what?" Wonwoo asked, adjusting his glasses with a thin smile that Mingyu missed as he followed the older boy with a pout. "Why didn't you come see me at lunch today?" Mingyu asked. "Do I always have to see you at lunch?" Wonwoo asked, "I thought it would make up for the time you missed me during your elementary school final year." He added. "But I want to have lunch with you!" Mingyu whined at the slightly taller older boy. "Okay okay. I'll come tomorrow onwards" Wonwoo said and ruffled Mingyu's hair.

“Mingyu?” Wonu called out as he climbed up the stairs in the younger boys house after he greeted Mrs. Kim. “Hey. How are you?” he asked, his voice softer than ever upon seeing the younger boy in bed covered with blankets. “I don’t really feel good, hyung” Mingyu said, “I think I am gonna die” he added. “Of Fever? Man that will be embarrassing” Wonwoo said chuckling as he caressed the head of a sick Mingyu who was pouting. “Boys, I brought some soup” Mrs. Kim declared when he entered. “I’ll take it, eomoni” Wonwoo said and went to carry the tray with two bowls. “Wonwoo, please make sure he eats it fully," she said and walked out. “Here” Wonwoo said and held out the bowl, but Mingyu refused to hold it. “What? Don’t tell me-” Wonwoo started but Mingyu was already nodding with a shit eating grin as he said “Wonu hyung AA”, opening his mouth wide.

“Kim Mingyu! You’re such a baby” Wonwoo said.

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High School

(They are all in the same dorm floor in the High School Dorm, the rooms are, 95z, 96z, 97z and Maknaes)

“Wonu hyung pass” Mingyu screamed as Wonwoo passed the ball to Jeonghan who immediately scored a goal and the audience filled with cheers. “One more Guys! One more!” Captain Seungcheol told them as the game resumed and the ball was snatched by Hyungwon from the opposite team, but Jeonghan was quick to retrieve it, he was guarded by Eunhyuk so he passed the ball to Joshua, who looked around and passed to Mingyu, he dribbled the ball and noticed the time,13 seconds, he won’t be able to make it across the floor to the basket in time. He looked at Wonwoo and he passed the ball to Wonwoo who dodged a few players and passed it to Seungkwan. “S. H. O. T, SHOOT!” Mingyu exclaimed, “S. H. O. O. T” Joshua corrected him and Seungkwan threw the ball that hit the basket and bounced, nobody took a breath, not even when it bounced again, 3 seconds, and it went into the basket, 2, 1. “GAME OVER! Pledis High has once again won the Inter School Seoul Championship trophy” Kwon Soonyoung exclaimed through the speakers.

“YAY!” They all cheered as a few members picked up Seungkwan and Mingyu rushed and hugged Wonwoo. “WE WON!” he said, jumping. A group of girls immediately swarmed Mingyu praising him, his “Style” and how good he looked. Mingyu scratched his neck as he looked at the rest for help. “Okay okay girls, they’re tired, please let them rest” Junhui intervened and Mingyu almost rushed and stood behind Wonwoo, pulling the elder boy with him to the locker room.

“I think I will be rooming with you guys tonight” Jihoon told Mingyu, who looked at him quizzically and said “the extra bed has already been claimed by Wonu hyung” he told Jihoon. “He did?” Jihoon asked, “Well, he always rooms with us whenever Jun hyung is sneaking in with his girlfriend. Don’t you room with Cheol hyung and all?” Mingyu asked, to which Jihoon said “They are too loud and I need the sleep I have an exam tomorrow” Jihoon said and suddenly Wonwoo suggested “You take the extra bed the” and before Mingyu could say something he added “I will share the bed with MIngyu, it’s too big for him alone anyway” and Wonwoo shrugged. Jihoon quickly agreed and mumbled a thanks as the two then went on to discuss something, but Mingyu was too distracted to know what, his mind was stuck to what his Wonu hyung just said, he felt heat seep through his ears and Jeonghan, Minghao and Seungkwan looked at him suggestively. He shook his head and sat down.

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“Yah! Mingyu! Don’t you always sleep with your shirt off?” Seokmin asked, to Mingyu who sighed and looked at his dumb best friend. “Yeah and I feel like not sleeping like that today” Mingyu answered. “Will you be fine? I can share the bed with Jihoon too. It's also fi-” Wonwoo was interrupted by a quick “No” from Mingyu. Minghao smirked to himself as he slightly opened his left eye from where he was meditating. Wonwoo lied down and looked at the younger man who was busy on his phone.

"Mingyu, keep your phone aside" Wonwoo said, his voice was low, so low that if Mingyu wasn't lying beside him he'd miss that Wonwoo said something. And Mingyu did, he turned towards his hyung. "Sleep, you're tired" Wonwoo said, "I'm not sleepy yet Wonu hyung" Mingyu pouted. "Close your eyes" Wonwoo said and almost like back then, he ruffled Mingyu's hair, caressing them gently with his fingers. Mingyu felt his ears heat up, but didn't dare to open his eyes, it took every ounce of his self-control to not pin the elder guy down onto the bed as it is.

On the side lines (behind Wonwoo, who is oblivious) a wide eyed Seokmin sat up in shock on the scene and was immediately kicked by Jihoon and pulled back onto his pillow by Minghao who were on the beds on his both sides.

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"No, why would I disturb our friendship with the confession?" Mingyu asked Jeonghan, Minghao, Seungkwan and the new addition Jihoon. "Ayee, To put your cards ON the table. You don't necessarily need a label. But he should know" Jeonghan said and the other three nodded. Suddenly Vernon and Seokmin came running "Wonwoo hyung" the latter whispered out of breath. "Did something happen to Wonu hyung?!" Mingyu said and stood up. "Someone is confessing to him" Vernon said. "Aye that's nothing new" Jeonghan who barely picked his ass above the ground sat back down.

"He accepted her flowers" Seokmin said and Mingyu went cold. "He did? Who is it?" Mingyu asked. "Seo Eunha, his lab partner" Vernon said. Mingyu knew Wonwoo and his lab partner were good friends but he never expected this. Maybe it's his fault Minghao had told him numerous times in the past to atleast tell Wonwoo, now he probably lost his chance.

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The next day

He didn't wait for Wonwoo at the canteen like the other days. All everyone was talking about was how lucky Seo Eunha was that Jeon Wonwoo accepted her proposal. The Wonwoo who bowed and apologized to anybody who even tried to confess to him and used to bolt immediately. Minghao and Seokmin kept glancing concernedly at Mingyu. The three were sitting in the field waiting for classes to start when Mingyu's phone rang 'Wonu hyung' as if second nature he received the call, then realizing what he did and shook his head as he said "hello?"

-"Where are you? Won't you eat?"

"I ate, we had an early class" Mingyu lied.

-"on a Tuesday?"

"Yes, it's starting- bye" Mingyu quickly hung up.

"Are you sure this is the best course of action?" Jeonghan's voice sounded. "Of course not" Minghao said "but he's gonna do it anyway" he said and Mingyu grunted and covered his face.

"Kim Mingyu, you will have to talk to him at some point! I didn't want to say but it is your fault for not telling him!" Jeonghan said, caressing the sulky boy's back. "Not if I shift to Alaska" he said, "but you can't even speak english" Minghao pointed out.

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"Are you coming to lunch?" Seungkwan asked as Mingyu hummed and stopped in his tracks. There came Wonwoo in flesh from the other side of the corridor, he hadn't yet noticed Mingyu, "Fuck" he said which made Seungkwan look up from his phone and cursed as well. Wonwoo wasn't alone there beside him walked his "girlfriend", both engrossed in something she was showing Wonwoo on her phone.

Mingyu immediately turned on his tracks making a beeline for the rooftop, his appetite dead. "Get me a sandwich" he told Seungkwan as he walked away.

"Where is Mingyu?" Wonwoo had questioned the others who seemed clueless. "He was with Seungkwan when I saw him last time" Seokmin slipped and Seungkwan almost glared at him. "I stopped to talk to someone and I don't know, he walked off" Seungkwan saud shrugging. Wonwoo's eyes narrowed on the packed sandwich beside Seungkwan. He shook his head and grabbed it and his own and walked off. "Hyung?! That's not-" Seungkwan tried to stop Wonwoo but gave up and sat down.

"Should we tell Mingyu that Wonwoo hyung is looking for him?" Seokmin asked, "his phone went off, he forgot to charge it," Minghao said. "Let's go after we finish our lunch, I wanted to check on him anyway" Jeonghan said.

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"Kim Mingyu!" The sharp voice hit Mingyu's ears from where he was sitting at the school rooftop. He frowned but didn't look back.

"It's been 4 days, you mean to tell me you're SO busy that you didn't get even a minute to see me or even text me?" Wonwoo questioned, his voice calm as a sea on a still day.

"Do I need to see you everyday?" Mingyu wanted to answer but stayed silent.

"Kim Mingyu? I'm talking to you" Wonwoo egged further.

"What do you want, Wonwoo Hyung?" Mingyu finally spoke, rolling his eyes still not looking at the older male. "I want to know why you're so obviously ignoring me?" Wonwoo asked, now standing just a foot away from where Mingyu sat. "Obviously?" Mingyu repeated. "Were you thinking? You were being subtle when you bolted at the mere sight of me? My Mingyu-ya has never been one for subtlety" Wonwoo chuckled and reached out to ruffle Mingyu's hair, but he dodged, Wonwoo frowned.

"I'm not your Mingyu, Wonwoo hyung" Mingyu said and finally turned. "Why are you calling me that? And what do mean? You'll always me my Mingyu" Wonwoo said. Mingyu stood up and narrowed his eyes, "No I'm not, not anymore. And this is what I am supposed to call you, from now. Why are you even here? Aren't you supposed to be with your girlfriend or something." He chided.

"Are you jealous?" Wonwoo asked. "Yes! Yes I am, I am so fucking jealous of this person who will get to love you and do all those things with you that I'd die to do." Mingyu answered and continued "I am so jealous that even look-", Wonwoo had heard enough he stepped up close to the younger ranting boy and put a hand on the back of Mingyu's neck and pulled, crashing his lips on Mingyu's. The taller boy was dumb found and stunned. It was a short kiss, a little longer than a peck.

Mingyu stood there wide eyed, "Did you even think of asking me if she really is my girlfriend?" Wonwoo asked and Mingyu just shook his head, his brain was too fuzzy to form words. "Did you think I'd suddenly started dating someone without even telling you?" Wonwoo asked once again, and Mingyu nodded his head, still too stunned to speak. "You idiot, I was just trying to loop you in, she's just a friend who was trying to help" Wonwoo said and Mingyu finally spoke "what?" In a tiny voice.

"Yes, my pabo" Wonwoo said and almost immediately was engulfed in a bear hug by Mingyu. "Wonu hyung!" He mumbled. "Only yours" Wonwoo said and on cue, Mingyu pulled away and pulled out Wonwoo's glasses and kept it in his pocket with his big shit eating grin.

At that moment Wonwoo looked at the younger admiring Mingyu's wide built, his hair disheveled probably from running his fingers through them too many times. The autumn sun, shining on Mingyu's honey skin, giving him a softness to the rough exterior he tries to put up.

Mingyu pulled his Wonu hyung close by his collar, putting a hand under his chin. "Mine" he said, "You've always been the only sun warming up my winters" Wonwoo said and finally connected their lips. Wonwoo immediately wrapped his hands around Mingyu, pulling him closer with one hand and playing with his hair with the other, as Mingyu's arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

"Min-mmm" Seokmin was muffled and pulled back by Both Jeonghan and Minghao who also almost barged into the rooftop, but thankfully stopped in time. Minghao and Jeonghan had a silent celebration as they now pulled a very traumatized Seokmin behind them to tell the news to the rest of the group.

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Namjoon x Reader: Fast Forward

Summary: How many lovers do I go through to find you, how many heartbreaks do I take just to get to you.. If I could just... Fast Forward.

A/n: Happy Birthday 🎂 to the man who has been my motivation and inspiration. Happy birthday Kim Namjoon 🎉.

W/c: 704

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The moment your eyes had made all those years ago you knew this wasn't just a friendship. You couldn't be just friends with Kim Namjoon. However you fooled yourself into believing that you could. You tried your best to be friends with him for a long time. Truthfully speaking, so did he, and it was difficult for him. But the two of you were too dumb to take the risk to take the first step. 

You both stood there watching the other date, and eventually got hurt. It would keep happening, one would start dating, get hurt and the other would be there to pick the pieces. You were always there to pick the other up. Namjoom was always there when you needed him. When you felt lonely, it was like he just knew. He could read you like an open book, one look at your face and he'd know you're hurting. Whereas, you were the one who kept Namjoon grounded, when he over worked himself, your voice of reason pulled him back to reality. 

However, you were tired of dating and meeting people. Yes, overhearing your other "friends" talk about your inability to hold on to a partner, had nothing to do with it. You simply didn't want to have to go through this process again and again. And you didn't want to end up alone ( of course it also had nothing to do with the fact that you thought that Namjoon would never feel anything for you). So you tried to hold on even if it left you scars. Even if Namjoon begged you multiple times to leave that toxic sorry ass of a person. 

But you couldn't change the fact that he never tried the way Namjoon did. He never made you feel the way Namjoon did. Like when you were down and he took you out on a bicycle ride by the river. Or when you both had free time so decided to visit the skating rink and he held your hand as you wobbled around. The feeling of Namjoon tightly securing his arms around you and his smell fills your senses and numbs your bad thoughts and doubts. Nobody could make your heart flutter the way Namjoon did by just remembering your drinks orders down to details, minding what you're allergic to or what you like. Nobody offered to exchange the plate if you liked the other's dish a bit too much. And so Namjoon is just Namjoon. 

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"How long will you watch her be broken time and again?" Yoongi's question came straight and sharp when Namjoon sat on his couch. 

"I don't know hyung? What can I do?" He said, shrugging helplessly. Like every time you held that asshole's hand his heart didn't die a little. Like he never felt like ripping you away from that guy's side and kissing the hell out of you. Did he really pretend to be okay when he hugged you, nonchalant to the way you fitted into his arms so right? 

"You can't let her suffer, especially when you're suffering equally. Even I feel pain at the misery of you two" the older said "isn't it worth it if it makes you two happy?".

Those words thus rang inside his head when he set off for your apartment a few evenings later. "Y/n I-" "I broke up with him" you said interrupting him. And he doesn't know if it was the look in your eyes or the way your lip quivered or Yoongi's word but all his dams broke. He pulled you by your waist and crashed his lips onto yours. He poured every feeling he had, every word he could say to you all these years into this kiss. And you kissed him back, receiving every word reciprocating every feeling and desire. 

"You're so worth it," he replied against your mouth.

"We're so dumb" you mumbled to him that night as you traced imaginary lines on his bare chest. "All this time, we could have just fast forwarded to each other and saved ourselves the heartbreaks" you pouted.

"We're here now, right? We're here to stay" he mumbled as he played with your hair, lulling you to sleep. 

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Taglist: @bbl32 @back2bluesidex @cherryblossom-2004

Thanks Joon! 🥺 We needed this!!!

namjoon showing us that they renewed their contracts with bighit/hybe 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Soonie is literally so cute our lil horangi!!!

❍ the 2k event: hoshi + silly

alternative title: the morality of silly string

pairing: hoshi x gn!reader

genre: non-idol au, established relationship, crack, fluff

word count: 1018

warnings: none

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"Are you really sure that Jeonghan will be okay with us spraying his entire house in silly string?"

"Of course not!" Soonyoung chirps, cheerfully. "He's gonna hate us for it."

You blink. "Wait, what? Soonyoung, I agreed because I thought that Jeonghan asked you to do this for him!"

Earlier that day, your boyfriend had woken you up with a grin and a kiss and asked if you wanted to come out and buy tens of cans of silly string with him. 

"It's for Jeonghan's house," Soonyoung had explained. "I'm thinking at least thirty. Maybe even fifty cans, if we wanna fully cover his entire house." 

You'd blinked. "Does Jeonghan want this?"

Soonyoung had grinned, waving his hands. "Of course he does! You know those weird moods that he gets in. He'd love his house covered in silly string."

Now, he laughs at your mildly annoyed face as you help him carry the bags of cans back home. 

"Soonyoung. Babe. Are you telling me you lied to me?"

Soonyoung just laughs harder. "I can't believe you believed me! You normally see right through my lies."

You roll your eyes as your boyfriend continues to cackle maniacally, before eventually nudging him to get him to stop when the passersby start giving the two of you more and more suspicious looks. 

"You're still gonna help though, right?" Soonyoung asks once his laughter dies down. 

"Hmm… I dunno…"

"No! Y/N, please please please help me," he begs, and he tries to clasp his hands together before remembering the plastic bags in his hands, and resorts to giving you the biggest, saddest pleading eyes that he can muster. "Do it for me! Please please please!"

You look at him for a long moment before your face melts into a smile. "Well, maybe I do secretly want to silly string Jeonghan's house, deep down. It'll be the perfect form of payback for when he broke into our house during the night and toilet papered all our furniture for April Fool's this year."

"Oh yeah!" Soonyoung frowned at the memory. "That sucked. It took ages to unwrap the fridge, too. I was starving the entire time."

You nod your head resolutely. "This can be our revenge. Let's go, Soonyoung. Let's do it tonight."

"Aw, yes!"

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"Are you sure we should be doing this? What if he gets really mad?"

Soonyoung stares at you in disbelief. "Y/N," he says. "We're at his house already. Are you seriously backing out now?"

It's the middle of the night, and you and Soonyoung are hiding behind a couple of cars parked on the street, peering over the bonnets to look at Jeonghan's house. The windows are all dark, and you're sure that Jeonghan is probably in bed right now, oblivious to the chaos that Soonyoung is hell-bent on bringing to him. 

You, however, are having second thoughts. 

"How are we gonna explain this? He's gonna be so mad. He's gonna get back at us for this, you know. What if he breaks into our apartment again as payback? And, I dunno, turns all our clocks three hours forward?"

"Um." Soonyoung's lips twitch. "That's a pretty tiresome way to get payback. I don't think Jeonghan would do that."

"You never know," you hiss back. "Jeonghan is petty as hell. He could do anything."

Soonyoung nods, agreeing. "True."

You slap his arm. "Plus, this stuff isn't biodegradable! We're damaging our planet!"

"Uh, we bought the environmentally friendly silly string for that exact reason—"

"And how is he ever gonna get this off? Silly string is sticky as hell!"

"Babe, I said that that was kinda the point—"

"And also!" You wring your hands together. "What if he finds out that we did this to his house? He's literally in there right now, he could open his curtains and see us!"

"We'll explain this as early Halloween decorations. Say we accidentally got our calendar mixed up."

"That's not gonna help explain ourselves!" you protest. 

Soonyoung shrugs. "Well, we're not gonna have to explain ourselves if we work fast and get out of here quickly."

His message is clear, for you to hurry up and stop talking, but you ignore it with a frown. 

"This feels wrong. I think this is a bad idea."

"Babe, are you really going to talk about the moral nature of silly stringing your friend's house?" Soonyoung asks, tilting his head. "Because I'm pretty sure it's not moral, but it's not immoral either."

"Yeah, it's just stupid!"

"I'm glad you agree!" Soonyoung grins, and gives you a kiss to the top of your head before jumping up, cans in hand. "I'm gonna go do his porch. You can sit here and worry your pretty little head off, or you can help me, babe. It's up to you."

And with that, he scurries away, and you're torn between being annoyed (endeared) by his behaviour and giggling at his words. 

You settle for glaring at his silhouette instead, lips twitching slightly at the hilarious sight that is Soonyoung darting from one car to another, leaping over the fence and hiding behind bushes, rolling down the pathway before getting to the porch. 

He's so weird. 

God, you love him so much. 

That's how you end up gradually creeping out from the side of the car, opening Jeonghan's front gate and slowly crunching your way down his gravel pathway until you're right next to him.

"Hey. Y/N."

You look at Soonyoung, prepared to tell him that you're gonna dump all the blame on him the second Jeonghan spots you two, but your boyfriend is grinning at you, all bright and adoring as he stops in the middle of silly stringing Jeonghan's porch, and you pause. 

He leans in and kisses you quickly. "I love you."

You roll your eyes. "You're just saying that to get me to help you silly string his house, aren't you?"

"Maybe. Is it working?"

"...Perhaps."

"Ha! I knew it, you can't resist me."

"Okay, nevermind, I'm not helping."

"No, wait! Sorry. I love you. Please help me."

"...You're lucky I love you too."

Ranting here

Naur like why do people i like gotta be in a relationship like

People I like: Either I can't get them, or I can't get them! No why me!!!

LOVE ME! CHOOSE ME! 😭

I wanna give them the world. I wanna hold their hand and look into their eyes and call them pretty. I wanna tell them how good they looked or their joke was lame even tho I laughed at it. I wanna be the person they throw themselves on while laughing that silly laugh. They love pens, they're called "pen thief" bro I wanna gift them pens and wont even get mad if they lost it. I want them to hold me while I feel lonely and feel like crying. I wanna pet cats together with them. I wanna watch movies together, watch them to get all excited at the special scenes. I want them to come over and play with my 2 cats. I just WANNA CRY!!!

WHY BRO! WHY ME!

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH ITS BEEN SUCH A TIRING WEEK YK AND THIS IT BROUGHT UP ALL MY TEARS AND FELEINGS...

It was awesome! What do you mean "don't expect much!" This was awesome!

I'm Foive!

Anyways

Okay I have 2 songs

These two. Make it angsty but give it a a happy ending.

Um.... Member 🤔...... Jimin 🤷🏻‍♀️ ✨✨

Teardrops - JHS

Pairing: Music producer!Hoseok X Assistant!Reader

Theme: Angst, unrequited love au, friends and collogues to could be lovers.

Song: Teardrops on My Guitar

Word count: 1431

Warnings: Allusions to Hoseok being a fuckboy, an emotional confession, indirect rejection, open ending.

Minors and Karens Are Not Allowed in this Blog!!

A/N: Finally! Finally it's here. I have talked to bestie @phenomenalgirl9 and changed the member to Hoseok because why not. Idk how is it, since the song is not really something I choose to hear. Hope you like it tho, my girl.

“Really? You asked her out?” your eyes go wide with Hoseok’s admission. 

“Yes. What’s with the expression, Y/N?” He chuckles, brushing off the evident displeasure on your face. 

“U-uh not-nothing. You are strictly ‘no string attached’ type of guy. So.. I am just surprised.” you look down on your lap. 

“I know right? But..” Hoseok looks away from you. His eyes wander in the empty space of the studio as if he is trying to picture her there. 

“She’s irresistible. She’s beautiful, she’s funny, her knowledge of music is better than anyone I have ever worked with. And her cooking.. Umm.. delicious. But above everything. She understands me, she matches my vibe completely and I- I love spending time with her, I just love talking to her about anything and everything.” he pauses for a bit and then continues to break your heart, “I like her, Y/N. I really do.” 

You stare at him and wonder how he could never see that he does all of those things with you too.

Yeah, you probably are not as beautiful as the woman in question but you make Hoseok laugh more than anyone else. You have been assisting him for the past two years because your knowledge of music certainly pays off. You are a decent cook and you never shy away from bringing new recipes that you experiment, which he enjoys wholeheartedly. And about talking.. Hoseok probably never counted how many late nights you have spent with him over phone calls, empty beer cans on the terrace, half-eaten cups of ramyeon in his studio, cold and stale fried chicken at his house, talking about everything starting from overbearing loneliness to the smell of fresh paint.

And still.. He doesn’t see you, even when you are always right beside him, always within his reach. Is it because you never climbed his bed? Is it because he never thought you were eligible enough for that?

Tears start forming in your eyes and unlike other times, you can’t blink it away. Your eyes are so heavy that it’s hard for you to even move your eyelids freely. And as a result, teardrops start falling on your jeans. The droplets get soaked in the material, providing them a darker shade than their original tone. 

It takes Hoseok a few minutes to make out that you are crying. And when he does, he starts panicking. 

“Y/N.. are you? Oh my god. You are crying.” Hoseok reaches for face. He cups your cheek so lightly as if you will be bruised if he puts too much pressure into it.

You move your face away from his grasp. Angrily wiping your tears away with the sleeve of your sweat shirt, you voice through your choked throat, “Yes, I am crying. But don’t ask me why. I might not be able to hide it anymore.” 

Partially being hurt as you moved your face away from his thouch and partially being confused about your behavior, Hoseok decides to pull the truth out of your lungs. 

“What? What are you hiding?” he asks carefully. 

A sarcastic laugh bubbles in your throat unwillingly, “Really? You are really asking me that?”  

“Y/N, I don’t understand anything. Please tell me what’s wrong. Why did you start crying as soon as I said I like…” Hoseok’s voice disappears in the thick air when realization hits him. 

“No way. No! Don’t tell me you-” 

“Yes. I am in love with you.” you finish for him. 

“But I know you have never looked at me as someone to be more than just a friend and an assistant. No matter how hurt I get seeing you with different girls every night, I sucked it all up, put a smile on my face and continued pretending that it didn’t matter.” you avert your eyes from him and stare at the ceiling, “but.. I can’t anymore. Now that you finally found someone to keep you company for more than just a night, I might as well move on and start afresh.” 

Hoseok’s heart hammers in his chest but he doesn’t know why. He knows you are right. He has never had any thought about what you and he could be. You are so precious to him that he protected you by drawing clear lines of boundaries. And Hoseok doesn’t like crossing boundaries, neither does he like when people cross them. But with you… he doesn’t know. He is not angry with you but with himself for unknowingly hurting you this bad. 

Keeping his eyes on your profile, he starts to speak, “I am so-” 

“Don’t say sorry. It’s not your fault that you don’t feel the same for me.” you cut him off. Even though your heart is shattered, you don’t want Hoseok to blame himself. “Can I ask for a favor tho?” you sigh. 

“Sure. Tell me what can I do?” Hoseok tries to reach for your hands but you move them away to wipe your face.  

"Can I take two weeks off? I need some time to calm myself down. We don't have much workload these days. So…" you mumble through your sniffles. 

"Y-Yes. Sure. You have a lot of piled up vacations anyway." Hoseok doesn't like the sound of it. What if you never come back? What if you leave this job? How will he even survive without his most competent assistant slash one of the closest friends? 

But he will let you go if that's what heals you. If that's what you want. That's that. 

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The guilt of hurting you has been eating him alive. But what's worse is your absence in his life.

No one pesters him for his meals anymore, no one seems to know how exactly he likes his coffee, no one knows which beat would work the best in the background, no one picks up his calls in the middle of the night, no one covers him with a blanket when he falls asleep in the studio.  

All of a sudden, he is empty. 

His late night fucking sessions are only a temporary diversion now. He hasn't seen the woman he seemingly likes after the conversation he had with you that day. 

He tried calling you and texting you but each time he swiped his fingers through the keyboard, your tear stained face flashed in front of his eyes and he stopped. 

Suddenly Hoseok realizes, it's you who is more important. But the question is.. what does he actually feel for you? 

He doesn't know the answer but maybe he will find it out when you come back, maybe he will understand what it is when he gets to have a heart to heart conversation with you over some beer or coffee. Maybe? 

But, Hoseok's hopes die and fears take the shape of reality when after two weeks your resignation mail comes instead of you. 

– 

You cried and cried and mulled over what to do for the entire first week. 

At the beginning of the second week, you went on a tinder frenzy. 

On the second day of the second week, you ended up on your tinder date's bed. 

On the third day you started crying over Hoseok again. 

On the fourth day, you started looking for other job openings.

On the fifth day, you get called on an interview and get the job. 

On the sixth day, you type out your resignation mail. 

And on the seventh day, you hit the send button. 

– 

On the first day of the third week, you find your doorbell ringing. 

You are about to take the very first bite of your meal but someone has to interrupt.

You are pushed into a half amazed and half confused state when you find Hoseok on the other side of the door. You thought he would be more than relieved to know that you have quit. It would be awkward to work together after your sudden confession, especially when you know Hoseok doesn't like certain boundaries to be crossed (which you have clearly done with no remorse), thus, you quitting the job should be the best option from Hoseok's perspective. So, what is he doing here? 

When you let him in, he looks grateful. 

"Hey, can we talk?" He whispers staring intently into your eyes as if he has missed getting lost into you. 

"Yeah.. sure." You reply with a small voice. 

"I missed you." His voice quivers.

"Me too." You smile a little. 

You don't know where this is going but if it's Hoseok.. you are ready to get hurt for years and years. 

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