First Snow | C.bg

➷ first snow | c.bg

pairing: choi beomgyu x fem!reader (older)

genre/s: fluff, lil crack

word count: 2,5k

you and beomgyu have the biggest crushes on one another, yet are blissfuly oblivious until that mid-December evening.

an: This is my first piece; please be kind hehe. I’m aware it’s bad, but I hope to do better in the future! 

Beomgyu’s teeth clenched down on the chopsticks in his mouth with such force, it’s surprising that they didn’t shatter. The samgyeopsal restaurant was as vibrant as any other restaurant of it’s kind in Seoul – teeming with customers who, yelled their orders to the owner as they grabbed seats at the round metal tabletops and downed the soju in their shot-glasses as they roared with laughter amongst their friends. At the moment, there was even a company dinner taking place at two of the tables in the far corner, and a female customer crying with five empty beer bottles on her table close to the window.

The restaurant was as bustling as ever, so much so that you weren’t even able to hear yourself think; but Beomgyu could not tear his eyes away from the sight in front of him.

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summary | being a tutor for a high school girl comes with many responsibilities—like nurturing her skills, furthering her education, and preparing her for class. and not falling for her really hot uncle.

part of the no celestial series.

information | bassist!jaemin x econ-major!reader(f); acquaintances-to-lovers, pop/rock band au, tba; profanity, mentioned mark x karina (aespa), tba; 1.5k words for teaser.

status | uploaded.

“ARE YOU CLOSE WITH NA JAEMIN?”

Karina Yu’s hand stops midway, the spoonful of bibimbap hovering before her mouth. She peers at you, setting her spoon down and leaning back into the chair. She crosses her arms. “What gives?” 

You take a bite of your own lunch, eyes flitting around the cafeteria but refusing to settle on Karina. “It’s not like that.” 

Your friend narrows her eyes. “Y/N.” Karina speaks as if she’s your mother. “You’re asking me about the hottest guy on campus and you expect me to think it’s not like that?” 

“I’m gonna tell Mark you called Na Jaemin hot.” 

“Mark would bust a lung agreeing with me,” counters Karina, rolling her eyes at the thought of her enthusiastic boyfriend. “No one is as loud about Jaemin’s face as he is. But that’s besides the point.” She leans in, studying your expression. “I’m close enough with Jaemin to have one-on-one conversations without it being awkward. I’m also close enough to know that he’s single and has been for, like, basically his entire life. Do you want his Instagram? His KakaoTalk? Or—his number?” 

“Karina!” you groan, roses tickling your cheeks. “I told you, it’s not like that.” 

Karina huffs, clicking her tongue in disappointment. “Well, pardon me for getting excited. This is, like, the first time you’ve asked about a guy since middle school.” She finally eats the spoonful. “So, why’re you asking?” 

You play with your chopsticks. “Remember that kid I’m tutoring? Eunchae? She’s Jaemin’s niece.” 

“Huh.” Karina blinks. “Funny.”

“I’m being serious, Rina.” You flick her hand. “I ended up sleeping over at Jaemin’s place on Friday—I’ll explain later—and I’m basically indebted to him. Do you know where I can find him?” 

Karina finishes the rest of her bibimbap as you conclude your sentence. “Why don’t you just contact him? Like I said, I can give you his ID.”

You scrunch your nose. “I do have his number,” you start, “because he’s Eunchae’s legal guardian. But I don’t know, I just don’t want to text him.” You shoot her a glare. “Don’t look at me like that!”

“Sorry! Sorry,” laughs Karina, shaking her head. “It’s just funny, the way your thought process works. I can never tell what’s going on in your head. Anyways, you can probably find Jaemin at the ramen shop next to Moonlight. He’s been working the closing shifts every Monday, if I recall correctly.”

“And if you’re wrong?”

“Just text me,” Karina says with a shrug. “I’ll let you know his whereabouts. But wait, won’t you be seeing him tomorrow anyway? I thought you tutored on Tuesday.” 

You grab your lunch tray, Karina following suit. “We’re meeting at the library tomorrow,” you say, “so I probably won’t see him. Besides, he barely goes home.” 

“Ah, that’s true. Jaemin practically lives in Taeil’s basement since it’s closer to all of his workplaces.”

Workplaces? Plural? You lift your eyebrows. That’s new. You expected Na Jaemin to be well-off or, at the very least, provided for by his parents. Somehow, the last few days have led you to possess information about him that you never would’ve asked for otherwise. 

After separating from Karina and visiting an on-campus café, you find yourself standing in front of the ramen shop located next to Club Moonlight. You’ve been inside the restaurant exactly once, dragged in by Karina who had wished to see the “super hot chef every girl is talking about.” (Needless to say, Karina had been extremely satisfied by the good-looking Chef Yuta and a few of the servers, like Shohei and Keita.) 

Toshi Ramen is a small yet lively place, often crowded by university students craving a taste of Japan. Right now, only two tables are taken, presumably due to the time inching towards closing. 

“Hello—oh, hey Y/N.” Osaki Shotaro, a peer from your faculty, casually greets you. Your eyes widen in surprise. 

“Hi, Shotaro. I didn’t know you worked here.” 

Shotaro grins. “Just started. You here to order? Our dine-in is closed, but you still have five minutes to order takeout.”

You shake your head. “Actually, I’m looking for someone. Is Na Jaemin working?” 

“Yeah, he’s just throwing the trash out. Is it urgent?”

“No, no,” you assure him, displaying a patient smile. “I can wait. Could you just let him know I’m here?” 

“Sure,” says Shotaro. “Have a seat. I’ll bring you some tea while you wait.” 

As per Shotaro’s gesture, you make yourself comfortable at a corner table. You place the small cake box on the flat surface—one that you had bought at the café as a thank you gift for Jaemin. You hope he doesn’t mind real strawberries. 

Shotaro passes by with a cup of hot tea before leaving to serve the other customers. You take careful sips, aware of the scalding warmth, but unable to resist green tea. An elderly couple pay the bill and leave, thanking the chefs for a delicious meal. The remaining customer, a young woman, chats (re: flirts) with Chef Yuta before she gives him a piece of paper, leaves three 10,000 won slips on the table, and exits the shop with a giddy smile. Shotaro and a female server move to clean the tables, preparing to close the restaurant for the night. You awkwardly sit around, wondering if you should just wait outside instead. 

Na Jaemin’s appearance keeps you rooted to the seat. 

“Y/N,” he greets, carding his fingers through his hair. “I heard you wanted to see me?” 

You’re a little taken aback at how gorgeous he is, considering the servers’ uniform he dons. You clear your throat. “I did,” you say, setting the cup of tea down. “I wanted to thank you for Friday, so I got you a small cake from Red Velvet.” 

Jaemin glances at the cake box sitting on the table. “Oh,” he breathes, lips spreading into a lopsided smile, “you didn’t have to. It was the least I could do, for taking care of Eunchae and all.” 

“Still, I wanted to. It’s chocolate cake,” you say, pushing the box in his direction. “Eunchae said you like sweet things, so I got a chocolate one. I hope you’re okay with real strawberries, though, since there’s a few for decorations. Ah—Eunchae also told me you hate artificial strawberries,” you ramble, starting to feel the heat creep up your neck. 

“Thank you.” Jaemin’s voice might be sweeter than the cake. 

“Aha, no problem!” You squeak, avoiding eye contact. You down the rest of the tea and stand up. “I should get going now. Let you finish your shift an—” You falter at Jaemin’s grasp. He holds your forearm, light as to not hurt you but tight enough to keep you from moving. 

“I finish in fifteen,” he softly speaks, gazing gently. “If you don’t mind waiting, I can walk you home after.” 

Unprofessional, meeting your student’s guardian for purposes that do not involve academic reasons. Sleeping over at his place in his clothes in his room. Using the toothbrush he had bought for you one Saturday morning. Bringing him a chocolate cake to the ramen shop he works at. 

Your heart stutters.

Your brain rationalises. 

The private academy may not record every second of your day, but your morals do. Despite the shift in your relationship with Eunchae, you’re still her tutor, she’s still your student, and Jaemin is still her legal guardian. You’ve crossed a line but you can prevent yourself from falling down the rabbit hole. 

You need to maintain a certain level of professionalism, if not with Eunchae, then with her uncle at least. 

“Thank you, but I’ll have to decline.” you say, briefly facing his stare. You quickly come up with an excuse. “I’m meeting a friend for drinks.” On a Monday night? How believable. 

Jaemin nods, stepping away to allow you some space. “Then, I’ll see you later?” 

You clutch the strap of your backpack. “Yeah.”

For some reason, your heart is about to burst as you step outside of the shop. The evening breeze fails to cool your warm nape. Five minutes into your walk back to your dormitory, you realise you forgot to say goodbye to Shotaro. 

It’s dangerous. He’s dangerous. You’ve always been a sucker for pretty faces and Na Jaemin is no exception. In fact, at this rate, he might become your next eye candy to daydream about with no strings attached. Which wouldn’t be a bad thing since everyone has their eye candies, but in this case, it’s bad because Jaemin is not some guy in your stats class that you can ogle over without a worry. No; your relationship with him is seventy-five percent business-based and that’s how it should—shall—stay. 

You slap your cheeks with both hands. Hopefully, Jaemin continues to stay missing whenever you’re over at his apartment. If you gather too much data on his boyfriend material aspect, you might as well kiss your decently paying job goodbye. 

Okay, you grit your teeth and steel your resolve. Time to start Operation Stay Professional with Na Jaemin.

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