Yandere Enhypen! - Reaction To Their S/O Teasing Them In Public

Yandere Enhypen! - Reaction to their S/O teasing them in public

✔️Requested

Note- Sunoo is here but his is PG compare to the rest

⚠️Warnings⚠️ - More smutty then I anticipated, swearing, slut shaming and toxic relationships.

Heeseung

He could never deny your touches but this really wasn’t the place, heeseung is still cautious of peoples opinions about him and you should know that, “you’re so greedy, you only care about yourself, what if I did this to you? Of course you’d like it, you’re such a slut for my dick”, he whispered angrily in your ear, he’s never called you a slut before and you knew you should’ve just kept your hands to yourself, “we’re leaving”. You wouldn’t be aloud to leave the house, he’d fuck you for days straight breaking you down till you learnt your lesson, “apologise for embarrassing me, your still wet for me? ah you’re liking your punishment to much”.

Jay

He had to stop himself for liking your wondering hands, a moan nearly escaping him from just one simple touch, “not now”, he said angry at himself, he knows he can’t control his urges when around you, he completely melts into your hands like putty, “you know I can’t refuse you my love but do you really wanna make a scene?”, he questioned, if you stop he’ll reward you at home and if you keep going he’ll fuck you right in front of everyone, he’s willing to be charged with indecent exposure if that means he gets to have you, “you wanna ride me in this coffee shop? I could slide right in, people will only find out if they look too hard”.

Jake

“Do it again Y/N, let everyone see”, he said not an ounce of sarcasm to be found, he wants you to touch him and if everyone sees it then even better, it just means he’s irresistible to you and your not ashamed to be with him, he’ll become your dirty boy if you want him to but if you stop jake isn’t going to be to pleased, “why are you stopping now? Have you decided you don’t want to be my slut anymore?”, he said so openly paying no attention to the on lookers, “come on baby make me cum in front of everyone”, he persisted biting his lip, you’d have to come up with a good ass excuse to not continue or he’s not going to be happy.

Sunghoon

Would enjoy it till he got a hard on, he loves you a lot and as crazy as he might be he’s still not very willing to whip it out in front of the old lady who’s just trying to eat lunch, “why are you so confident?”, he said ripping your hand away from him, he’d love to fuck you right now and show you who’s boss but his possessive side won’t let him, the thought of other people seeing you like that angered him, “don’t fucking touch me Y/N, you want people to see me like this? we’re in a public setting you whore, you don’t care about me”. He would get so worked up and storm out, holding your wrist tightly as he pulls you along, “no mercy Y/N, you’ve pushed me to far”.

Sunoo

All you did was purposely glide your hand over his butt, you didn’t really know what type of reaction you were looking for but he loved it, turning to you with a shy smile as if you were both alone in a bedroom, “do you want me to touch you back?”, he said hesitantly and non-jokingly, completely ignoring the people that casually walked passed, acting like a nervous virgin, he wanted to touch you back it was only fair but as you reminded him of the public setting, his smile grew wide, “you don’t want me touching you in public, are you embarrassed of me? I thought you loved me”. You have two choices let him touch you or you can pray he goes easy on you back home.

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TAEYONG

-CLINGY-

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-sutookaa gata-ison gata

obsessive-stalker-dependent-restraining

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

ison-gata dependence type-依存型

“I couldn’t live without you. Promise you won’t leave me.”

The dependence type cannot function without their love interest. They are unable to live without the motivation of their darling and will beg them not to leave or throw them away. It isn’t unusual for them to succumb to fits of jealousy or anxiety when they feel as if they are losing the interest of their darling. They prefer to keep the object of their affection tucked away from the outside world. As long as they promise to stay with them forever there won’t be anything to worry about.

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything.

TAEIL

-OVERPROTECTIVE-

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-mousou gata

obsessive-delusional

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

mousou gata-delusion type-妄想型

“Why are you struggling? You've already admitted that you’re in love with me.”

The delusion type are unable to be deterred from the object of their affection. Not only do they rationalize every negative response from their darling, but their love distorts how they perceive reality. If their love is unrequited then they believe it is due to those around them and they will lash out at the ones they find responsible. These yanderes are very protective and do not take threats to themselves or their love interest lightly. Delusion types are known to go to the extremes if they believe it will gain them even the smallest favor with their darling.

JOHNNY

-POSSESIVE-

TYPES: dokusen gata-sokubaku gata-haijo gata

monopoly-restraining-removal

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

YUTA

-SADISTIC-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-koritsu yuudou gata-kyouki gata

stalker-loneliness induction-bizarre seeking

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

kyouki gata-bizarre seeking type-猟奇型

"I love you, so... can you give me your fingernails? I want them so I can always have a part of you with me.”

Undeniably the worst type of yandere, they will murder you, and not by accident, not by jealousy, not by revenge but because they love you. And then they'll keep your rotting corpse on the bed or preserved inside a glass because there's no way they'd throw you away.

KUN

-OVERPROTECTIVE-

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-suuhai gata-koritsu yuudou gata

obsessive-worship-loneliness induction

shuuchaku-gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

suuhai gata-worship type-i崇拝型

“Would you love me more if I killed someone for you?”

The worship type will do anything for their love interest, whether they request it of them or not. They don’t mind if their love is unrequited nor do they concern themselves with their well-being, all that matters is the object of their affection. There is no end to their loyalty as they are willing to cheat, lie, kill, and die for their darling. Worship yanderes are the least-harmful to their darling, but that does not extend to themselves or others. If the worship type is experiencing any form of jealousy they may end up lashing out at others and begging for their darlings' forgiveness as they believe they are unworthy of them.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

DOYOUNG

-MANIPULATIVE-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-dokusen gata-haijo gata-koritsu yuudou gata

stalker-monopoly-removal-loneliness induction

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their feelings when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

TEN

-SADISTIC-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-mousou gata-kyouki gata

stalker-delusional-bizarre seeking

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their feelings when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

mousou gata-delusion type-妄想型

“Why are you struggling? You've already admitted that you’re in love with me.”

The delusion type are unable to be deterred from the object of their affection. Not only do they rationalize every negative response from their darling, but their love distorts how they perceive reality. If their love is unrequited then they believe it is due to those around them and they will lash out at the ones they find responsible. These yanderes are very protective and do not take threats to themselves or their love interest lightly. Delusion types are known to go to the extremes if they believe it will gain them even the smallest favor with their darling.

kyouki gata-bizarre seeking type-猟奇型

"I love you, so... can you give me your fingernails? I want them so I can always have a part of you with me.”

Undeniably the worst type of yandere, they will murder you, and not by accident, not by jealousy, not by revenge but because they love you. And then they'll keep your rotting corpse on the bed or preserved inside a glass because there's no way they'd throw you away.

JAEHYUN

-POSSESSIVE-

TYPES: dokusen gata-haijo gata-choukyou gata

monopoly-removal-training

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型

“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”

The training type are keen on a punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

WINWIN

-MANIPULATIVE-

TYPES: sokubaku gata-haijo gata-choukyou gata-koritsu yuudou gata

restraining-removal-training-loneliness induction

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型

“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”

The training type are keen on a punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

JUNGWOO

-CLINGY-

TYPES: kanchigai gata-shuuchaku gata-sutookaa gata-mousou gata-kyouki gata

wrong idea-obsessive-stalker-delusional-bizarre seeking

kanchigai gata-wrong idea type-勘違い型

“Don’t be embarrassed, I can take a hint.”

The wrong idea type of yandere tends to take even the most innocent of actions and romanticize or sexualize them. They misinterpret their love interests' actions to match their expectations of them. If they are told that the object of their affection doesn’t reciprocate their feelings then they will begin rationalizing the situation. This could be determining their love interest is worried about harming them or perhaps doesn’t believe themselves to be worthy. They tend to straddle the line of delusion but aren’t nearly as forceful or prone to violence as those types.

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

mousou gata-delusion type-妄想型

“Why are you struggling? You've already admitted that you’re in love with me.”

The delusion type are unable to be deterred from the object of their affection. Not only do they rationalize every negative response from their darling, but their love distorts how they perceive reality. If their love is unrequited then they believe it is due to those around them and they will lash out at the ones they find responsible. These yanderes are very protective and do not take threats to themselves or their love interest lightly. Delusion types are known to go to the extremes if they believe it will gain them even the smallest favor with their darling.

kyouki gata-bizarre seeking type-猟奇型

"I love you, so... can you give me your fingernails? I want them so I can always have a part of you with me.”

Undeniably the worst type of yandere, they will murder you, and not by accident, not by jealousy, not by revenge but because they love you. And then they'll keep your rotting corpse on the bed or preserved inside a glass because there's no way they'd throw you away.

LUCUS

-SADISTIC-

TYPES: dokusen gata-haijo gata-choukyou gata

monopoly-removal-training

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型

“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”

The training type are keen on a punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

MARK

-POSSESSIVE-

TYPES: dokusen gata-choukyou gata

monopoly-training

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”The training type are keen on a punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

XIAOJUN

MAINPULATIVE

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-choukyou gata-koritsu yuudou gata

obsessive-training-loneliness induction

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型

“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”

The training type are keen on a punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

HENDERY

-POSSESSIVE-

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-sutookaa gata

obsessive-stalker

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

RENJUN

-MANIPULATIVE-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-sokubaku gata-koritsu yuudou gata

stalker-restraining-loneliness induction

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

JENO

-MANIPULATIVE-

TYPES: dokusen gata-ison gata-haijo gata

monopoly-dependent-removal

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

ison gata-dependence type-依存型

“I couldn’t live without you. Promise you won’t leave me.”

The dependence type cannot function without their love interest. They are unable to live without the motivation of their darling and will beg them not to leave or throw them away. It isn’t unusual for them to succumb to fits of jealousy or anxiety when they feel as if they are losing the interest of their darling. They prefer to keep the object of their affection tucked away from the outside world. As long as they promise to stay with them forever there won’t be anything to worry about.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

HAECHAN

-SADISTIC-

TYPES: kanchigai gata-shuuchaku gata-sokubaku gata

wrong idea-obsessive-restraining

kanchigai gata-wrong idea type-勘違い型

“Don’t be embarrassed, I can take a hint.”

The wrong idea type of yandere tends to take even the most innocent of actions and romanticize or sexualize them. They misinterpret their love interests' actions to match their expectations of them. If they are told that the object of their affection doesn’t reciprocate their feelings then they will begin rationalizing the situation. This could be determining their love interest is worried about harming them or perhaps doesn’t believe themselves to be worthy. They tend to straddle the line of delusion but aren’t nearly as forceful or prone to violence as those types.

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything.

JAEMIN

-POSSESSIVE-

TYPES: dokusen gata-choukyou gata-koritsu yuudou gata

monopoly-training-loneliness induction

dokusen gata-monopoly type-独占型

“Who was that you were just talking to?”

The monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to relent unless they are completely up to date on their darling. It is not unusual for them to bribe the object of the affection by appealing to their logical or emotional standpoints— whatever it takes to keep their darling from going astray. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be kept in a specific location with their days completely planned for them whether they are willing or not.

choukyou gata-training type-調教型

“Tell me you love me— go on, say it. Now. That’s my good little darling, come here.”

The training type are keen on punishment and reward as well as cost and benefit. They are often the yanderes who result to kidnapping, brainwashing, blackmail, and torture; however, they will make more subtle attempts before resulting to those extremes. In most cases, they are will to put in countless hours and endless effort to be sure their love interest meets their expectations. They take pride in breaking their darlings into loving them and often have them seeking their approval by the time the yandere is satisfied with them.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

YANGYANG

-SADISTIC-

TYPES: kanchigai gata-shuuchaku gata-sutookaa gata

wrong idea-obsessive-stalker

kanchigai gata-wrong idea type-勘違い型

“Don’t be embarrassed, I can take a hint.”

The wrong idea type of yandere tends to take even the most innocent of actions and romanticize or sexualize them. They misinterpret their love interests' actions to match their expectations of them. If they are told that the object of their affection doesn’t reciprocate their feelings then they will begin rationalizing the situation. This could be determining their love interest is worried about harming them or perhaps doesn’t believe themselves to be worthy. They tend to straddle the line of delusion but aren’t nearly as forceful or prone to violence as those types.

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

SHOTARO

-CLINGY-

TYPES: shuuchaku gata-mousou gata-haijo gata

obsessive-delusional-removal

shuuchaku gata-obsession type-執着型

“Where were you? Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

The obsession type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, whether that is personal information, hobbies, routines, or beliefs. They are constantly thirsting for more of their darling and need to consistently know what their love interest is doing. They will regularly check in on the object of their affection and prefers to be at their side at all times (if it’s possible to do so without scaring their darling away). They don’t necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they want to know everything they do.

mousou gata-delusion type-妄想型

“Why are you struggling? You've already admitted that you’re in love with me.”

The delusion type are unable to be deterred from the object of their affection. Not only do they rationalize every negative response from their darling, but their love distorts how they perceive reality. If their love is unrequited then they believe it is due to those around them and they will lash out at the ones they find responsible. These yanderes are very protective and do not take threats to themselves or their love interest lightly. Delusion types are known to go to the extremes if they believe it will gain them even the smallest favor with their darling.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

SUNGCHAN

-OVERPROTECTIVE-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-haijo gata

stalker-removal

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

CHENLE

-CLINGY-

TYPES: ison gata-sokubaku gata-koritsu yuudou gata

dependent-restrining-loneliness induction

ison gata-dependence type-依存型

“I couldn’t live without you. Promise you won’t leave me.”

The dependence type cannot function without their love interest. They are unable to live without the motivation of their darling and will beg them not to leave or throw them away. It isn’t unusual for them to succumb to fits of jealousy or anxiety when they feel as if they are losing the interest of their darling. They prefer to keep the object of their affection tucked away from the outside world. As long as they promise to stay with them forever there won’t be anything to worry about.

sokubaku gata-restraints type-束縛型

“Why would you wish to leave? You have everything you need here.”

The restraints type will stop at nothing to make sure that their love interest is by their side. If the two of them are not inseparable then the yandere is unable to feel satisfied. They crave for the object of their affection to desire them and they are willing to put as much time and effort as possible to obtain that. It isn’t unusual for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they rely on them for everything.

koritsu yuudou gata-loneliness induction type-孤立誘導型

“Shh, I’m here. You don’t need anyone else, you have me.”

The loneliness induction type will go to great lengths to make sure their love interest feels alone. They may go about this by spreading malicious rumors about them to urge others to alienate them or severing their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems their darling is at the wits end they will pounce on their fragile mentality and become their lifeline. Inducing things that don't make their darling feel lonely but gives some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

JISUNG

-CLINGY-

TYPES: sutookaa gata-ison gata-haijo gata

stalker-dependent-removal

sutookaa gata-stalker type-ストーカー型

“You’ll never be alone. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure that they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go as far as to tap into any technology or planner they may have. At times they may feel the need to further their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or placing cameras within their darlings home. They tend to hyper-fixate on their love interest and can sometimes lose the grip on their emotions when it comes to being disconnected from them in any way, shape, or amount.

ison gata-dependence type-依存型

“I couldn’t live without you. Promise you won’t leave me.”

The dependence type cannot function without their love interest. They are unable to live without the motivation of their darling and will beg them not to leave or throw them away. It isn’t unusual for them to succumb to fits of jealousy or anxiety when they feel as if they are losing the interest of their darling. They prefer to keep the object of their affection tucked away from the outside world. As long as they promise to stay with them forever there won’t be anything to worry about.

haijo gata-removal type-排除型

“No one will love you more than I do.”

The removal type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn’t need in their life. While the severity of the removal can vary in range there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two sub-types of removal yanderes. Those who remove people secretly in an attempt to keep their darling blissfully unaware of their true intentions are known to gaslight their love interest into seeing the best out of others' disappearances. The others remove people openly, sometimes as a punishment to keep their darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extremes to get their way— and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

summer of love (ljn)

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↳ pairing: lee jeno x reader

↳ word count: 15.2k

↳ genre: ‘90’s!au, brother’s best friend!au, summer!au, neighbor!au, slice of life(ish)!au, fluff, slowburn

↳ summary: The summer of 1997 was a weird time. As a person living in the modern era, you’d completely forgotten what it was like to live in the ‘90’s. In May 1997, you listened to the Backstreet Boys, flipped through TV Guide, and had an answering machine which seems so archaic now. But that isn’t the only reason why the summer of 1997 was weird. That summer was the time you fell for your brother’s best friend.

↳ warnings: minor cursing, making out

SUMMER 1997

Your second year of college is over. You’ve taken your last exam, and it’s finally time to ditch your dorm and lousy roommate to go back to your childhood home for the summer. It’s a three-hour drive with no rest stops from college to your home, but it took longer due to the gas station stops to get junky, sugary snacks and coffee. But eventually, you made it back home in one piece. 

Your childhood home looks almost exactly the same as you left it: The old, green, flowery wallpaper that your parents keep forgetting the change still hangs in the kitchen, the brown carpet in the entry hallway with the weird stain is still there, and the pantry still has an endless supply of potato chips. The only thing missing are your parents. 

“Y/N!” Renjun exclaims, coming to hug you. As your older brother's arms lock around you, you notice how different he feels despite last seeing him only two months ago; prickly stubble pokes at your skin, and he definitely has been working out.

He parts from you, moving to the answering machine sitting on the kitchen counter. “Where are mom and dad?” You ask. 

“Out,” he says abruptly, playing the messages in the machine before clearing them out. “They’re shopping to make dinner. They thought you would come back later. And by the way,” he continues, “Jeno’s coming over.” 

“Okay,” you respond back simply. At this point, you’re used to Lee Jeno; he’s practically your family, in that the Lees live only a few houses from yours. It is honestly a wonder how Renjun and Jeno have remained friends since they were five-year-olds running around the neighborhood grafitti-ing the sidewalks with colorful chalk designs without growing apart or finding people more apt to suit their developing selves as time passes. It seems that instead of growing apart because of the new scenes and sounds in their adult lives, they were growing together like two parallel vines despite the distance they had to combat in college. When you hear the doorbell a few moments later, you know it’s Lee Jeno. 

He certainly looks different than what you remember with dark hair this time and a slight tan. You haven’t seen Lee Jeno since winter break when he was staying with his parents across the street. Just like you and Renjun, he’s back home from college after the school year, and you’ve seen him around a couple of times a year with all the school breaks. 

“Y/N!” Jeno smiles in that very Jeno way that makes everyone’s heart melt. He leans down a bit to meet your eyes, taking his thumb and forefinger of his hand and squishing your cheek. You playfully bat his hand away. 

“Quit doing that!” You giggle with a pout on your face. “I’m not a baby anymore! I go to college!” You say incredulously, a little bit of a whine in your tone. 

“You’re always a baby to me,” he teases. You roll your eyes at this, moving over to let him in. 

“Jeno!” Renjun yells, ditching the answering machine. He rushes over to hug the other boy. “It’s good to see you.” 

“You too Jun,” Jeno replies. You smile at the sight.

“Let’s play pool,” Renjun says. Jeno agrees, nodding. Both boys go to the basement where your family’s famous pool table resides (your father having gotten it for free from some bar closing in the ‘70’s), and Jeno shuts the door loudly on his way out. You’re about to rain on Renjun’s parade and tell him to come back and clear the answering machine he left behind, but you think against it. You didn’t feel like interrupting a friendship that is so beautiful. So you sit on the chair that Renjun recently left, pressing the ‘listen’ button on the answering machine.

As you listen to the promotional spam calls from companies trying to sell you things that you didn’t need or couldn’t afford, you purse your lips. Seeing Renjun and Jeno together almost made you jealous; none of your high school friends were back from college, and through the few calls you all would have during the school year, they’re off doing bigger and better things than this sleepy town that you call home. 

That night you were going to sleep in your bedroom filled with cassette tapes, posters and pink and yellow wallpaper that you picked out when you were seven. After satisfactorily wrapping yourself in your comfortable blankets that smelled of lavender detergent (your favorite scent), you stare at the ceiling. You couldn’t imagine not visiting this place. 

-

So you have a secret. No, not of the deep dark kind, but something that would definitely earn you a lot of teasing if your friends and family found out about it. One of your biggest guilty pleasures is the movie series The Zygon Kingdom, a science fiction franchise about alien invasions. Stereotypically, people think this series is for losers, gamers, and nerds who live in their mom’s basement. When you’re in public, you try your best to refrain from comment or make fun of the series alongside others, but in private, you secretly anticipate the new movies, going to see it immediately when it comes to theaters.

And that’s what you’re planning on doing today. Today is the release of the fifth movie of the franchise, The Zygon Kingdom: A New World. Finally, you actually had plans; you were starting to look pathetic with how much TV you were watching; your parents were even joking that the most recent book that you’ve read is the TV Guide that was mailed a few days ago. On top of not having friends to hang out with this summer, Renjun, a fresh graduate from a pre-law program, has been running around town trying to find positions to start paying off his degree debts and to gain experience while also trying to study for the LEET exam to qualify for law school. All your friends and family being busy would be depressing to you on any normal day, this comes to your advantage today, for you don’t want to be seen. 

“I’m going to see a friend. Love you.” You say quickly to your parents. With how immersed they are in Full House, their marked TV Guide beside them, you could have said that you wanted to get a tattoo, and your parents would probably not bat an eye.  

“Okay, be safe honey,” your mother says dismissively.

Leaving through the basement, you go to your car outside, unlocking the door. Obviously, you’re carrying your big tote bag so you could sneak in snacks; you even went shopping at the convenience store to prepare. Once you’re finished with the ten minute drive from your home to the movie theater, you look in both directions before entering the line in the lobby of the theater to get a ticket. You’re going to pay in cash, not credit to make sure that this can’t be traced back to you, and you pull out a large flopping hat that you have saved in your car, placing it on your head the second you step out of the car. Yes, you were being completely paranoid, but the last thing you want is someone recognizing you as you go into the movie theater or your parents looking at your credit card statement to see that you went to the movie theaters to view The Zygon Kingdom. 

The time you spent waiting in line is filled with you looking around in all directions, making sure to avoid gazes of anyone that went to high school with or parents whose kids you babysat. Gossip travels fast, and you didn’t feel like finding out how fast. This is a whole covert operation – you get in and you get out, hopefully with your reputation still intact. 

“One ticket to the new Zygon movie,” you say quietly. The woman sitting at the counter almost doesn’t hear you because of how quiet you are or how loud the chatters are of high schoolers and adults coming to the movie theaters after a long week, but either way, she gives you your ticket. 

“It’s in room B,” You’ve gone to this movie theater enough to know where everything is without needing a map or extra time to find your way around. Since you took into account Friday night traffic and the length of the line, you have about five minutes before the movie starts. 

“Thank you,” you say, smiling quickly. Keeping your head low, you move your neck around as if your head is a moving surveillance camera, still trying to make sure that no one you know is seeing you walk into room B, which has a huge blue and yellow poster of The Zygon Kingdom: A New World right next to the door. Once the coast is clear, you head into the dark movie room, finding row sixteen, in the middle.

“Excuse me, excuse me,” you whisper to people who you had to cross to get to your seat. The room is at half capacity; a few advertisements are playing on the screen, for now you have three minutes before the movie starts (but it will probably be longer since ads play for at least ten minutes after the movie is supposed to start to give people extra time). You find a spot in the middle row, which is where the majority of those few people are because you can get a good view of the screen and the audio would be loud but not too loud. 

Pushing down the foldable seat, you sit down. Bringing your purse to your lap, you pull out a bag of chips from your bag, opening it before the movie so that no one gets annoyed at you for opening it so loud. You adjust your sitting position, letting your left leg cross over your right one, and in the dark room, you accidentally kick the seat in front of you. It’s a loud sound, and you slightly grimace at the pain in your foot now. The person in front of you turns around, and you feel like you lost the air in your lungs. 

“Jeno?” 

“Y/N?” 

-

After the movie incident, you and Jeno realize that you actually have more in common than you thought. Apparently, Jeno is in the same position as you when it comes to high school or local friends. Just graduated from college, his friends have found well-paying starting positions and internships, and except for a few people, he’s also been bored at home. Instead of finding a job immediately or stretching himself thin like Renjun, Jeno decided that it was best for him to take a break mentally after college, and then he would be on the job hunt. So now you two have been much more inclined to meet up. 

This would have never happened a year ago. Sure, you would hang out with Jeno when Renjun invited you to hang out with them, and you would even have a good time, but by yourselves, you were a bit more than strangers. Now that doesn’t seem so. 

“I still can’t believe that you like the Zygon Kingdom. Liking the Zygon Kingdom is so not you.” You say, grinning at Jeno. “I would never have pegged you as a fan,” You and Jeno are at an ice cream parlor, enjoying the shelter of this building better than the merciless afternoon sun outside. Lee Jeno, a college soccer star who gets all the girls liking a cheesy science fiction movie? That’s not something you learn every day. Picking at his chocolate ice cream, Jeno smiles at you too. 

“I could say the same for you.” Taking a bite of your ice cream, you cross your legs under the table, a slightly pensive look on your face. Leaning forward, you put your elbows on the white table. “So what else do I not know about you?” You ask. 

“Well,” Jeno tilts his head. “I like to dip my pizza in honey.” 

“I know that,” you say. “Back when you and Renjun used to order pizza at the house, you would always ask me where the honey is.” 

“You remember that?” Jeno asks, surprised. You shake your head, a disapproving frown on your face. “I only remember because you’re the only person in the history of humankind to dip your pizza in honey. Honestly, how do you even stomach that?” 

“The same way you can eat that mint chocolate chip ice cream you have here,” he says, pointing to your cup. You gasp in mock offense, and he only continues. “That stuff tastes like toothpaste.” 

“To make up for what you just said, you have to tell me something that I actually don’t know about you.” Jeno grunts and this, and you wait, tapping your foot against the tiles annoyingly. 

“When I was a sophomore in high school, I went to one of Ten’s house parties,” he stops for a few seconds, and you look at him, your gaze willing for him to continue. “He brought in eight kegs of beer from God knows where, and I had a few drinks.” 

“Shut up!” You say, pushing Jeno’s shoulder from across the table. You’re absolutely astonished. “You, Lee Jeno, student council representative for your entire high school career, got drunk while going to Ten’s parties?” You only know Ten through his reputation, specifically his outrageous house parties that he throws whenever his parents are out of town that almost always end with the cops coming to shut it down. They’re always the highlight of your high school class’s weekend in your sleepy little town, where the mall or the park are the most interesting places to go. You’ve never been to one of Ten’s parties yourself since in high school, you were never much of a partier (and you didn’t have the ‘contacts’ to get invited anyway), but you’ve heard that he’s the definition of a privileged rich kid with money to burn. 

“Yes, that was me.” he laughs. “And, it gets better.” You lean farther forward, your cheek propped up by your fist. “I was so drunk that I couldn’t drive home, so I called Renjun at like midnight to pick me up. When I came into his car, it smelled like perfume, and he had lipstick all over his face. Yeri Kim was in the back of his car.” 

Your eyes widened. “No way! Renjun told me he was studying for a history test!” You remember this day in-depth because it was the night of the freshman dance that you went to with your friends. 

Jeno smiles at your astonished look before clearing his throat. “I told you something you didn’t know about me and something you didn’t know about Renjun, so you better tell me something good that I didn’t know about you.” 

You sigh, tilting your head upwards. Pushing your tongue against your cheek, you’re deep in thought before you spring up in your chair again.

“Remember when you, me, and Mark would all volunteer at Taeyong’s animal shelter?” You ask. During your high school years, you were in desperate need of Honors Society hours to make you look better on your college applications, so you ended up signing up to take care of unadopted pets, either rescue or lost. Jeno, Renjun, and a few of his other friends had the same idea since it would be easy to carpool. 

“Yeah?” Jeno responds. Bringing your palm against your mouth, you shelter some giggles before Jeno has a curious look on his face. 

“Y/N? What is it?” You lick your lips before inhaling sharply.

“While getting in the parking lot with Renjun to get something from your car, do you remember getting hit by a bunch of water balloons?” Jeno squints for a few seconds as if trying to connect some invisible dots, and after a few moments, his eyes widen, his mouth in an “o” shape. 

“That was you?” He says, astonished. “I blamed Chenle for that for an entire year!” 

“Yup, it was me,” you say, giggling in between words.

“Why did you do it?” He asks. 

“It was supposed to be for Renjun, but then you got in the way, and by that time, I already dropped the water balloons.” Jeno purses his lips, as if trying to picture you in the situation you described. This only leads you into another laughing fit. 

“You should have seen your face, I will never forget how hilarious you looked and how you were like ‘Chenle if you’re working the dog walking on the ceiling, then I’m gonna kill you!’” You snicker, imitating Jeno’s voice by making it abnormally deep. 

“I do not sound like that.” 

“I do not sound like that,” you imitate again. Jeno crosses his arms, a brow quirked. 

“Okay, I’ll actually stop this time,” you say, giggling. 

After a few moments, Jeno laughs with you. The prospect of no friends in town seemed unfounded today, for there is a friend for you that has been sitting under your nose this whole time. 

-

You’re sitting cross-legged on your bedroom floor as you organize your colorful array of CDs, different albums you’ve collected through various birthday monies and Christmas gifts. Not only are there CDs, but your shelf is loaded with cassettes. By this point, no one used cassettes anymore, but it was the easiest way to record songs from the tape radio and have to listen. You would simply put the cassette in your tape radio and press the ‘record’ button when radio stations would have their two hours ad free music. A mini cassette of free music was perfect to put in Renjun’s old walkman as you took a jog around the neighborhood. You learned this method two years ago from your father, who used this way to get free music in the ‘80’s, but now, you have a huge collection of songs that have become a pain to oragnize. You’re not exactly good at putting things back in their place, tending to grab your CDs and cassettes, use them, and then discard them on top of the little shelf you have. 

Point is, this is an arduous task. This is why when you hear the phone ring in the living room, you run out to get it. Plus, if you didn’t answer it now, it would be your task to clear out the answering machine at the end of the day. So, now you had one less message to listen and clear out.

When you hold the house phone to your ear, you only hear a monotonous dial tone, signalling that the person hung up. You feel a little suspicious, but think nothing of it; sometimes, neighborhood kids find it funny to dial random numbers and not answering when the person picks up – like virtual ding-dong-ditching. 

But your suspicion proves right when you feel wetness on your head. On the floor of your living room is a deflated balloon, and in your hair, you’re pretty sure it’s water. There’s only one person you think could be behind this, and he slowly comes out from the space he’s hiding in your kitchen. He smirks as he shows you a small corded phone connected to the wall, shaped like a lip (probably Jeno’s sister’s that he stole from her room). Before you can grab him in your kitchen, Jeno is running out onto the street.

“Lee Jeno what the hell?” You screech to the boy running down the street. You don’t bother to take your shoes, only closing the front door to prevent any animals coming into your house to take shelter from this hot weather. The heated pavement sings the soles of your feet as you run, but the feeling doesn’t bother you: you’re on a hot (literally hot) pursuit of Lee Jeno, and in the distance, you can see him. 

“Damn these short legs,” you mutter. You run and you run through the neighborhood. Lee Jeno has you taking sudden turns, trying to get you to break your tail on him, but it’s unsuccessful. Finally when you’re close enough, you spring forward onto Jeno’s back. He sways at the sudden weight, falling to the ground. Thankfully, you’re on grass, which is cooler to the pads of your feet and breaks Jeno’s fall. 

“What was the meaning of this?” You ask, pointing to your dripping head.

“It’s a little something called payback.” He smirks. 

“Hey, there’s a difference,” you start off, “Mine was on accident. It was supposed to hit Renjun. Your’s was on purpose.” You cross your arms, pouting. 

“Well, then this was supposed to teach you not to be mean to your brother.” 

“Siblings in the same age group act like this all the time,” you say. You then put your index to your chin. “At least if you’re like me and Renjun.” If Jeno pulled something like this on his older sister Jihyeon, who is six years older than him, he wouldn’t survive to tell the tale. 

The boy in front of you sucks in a big breath. “Let’s settle this once and for all then,” Jeno says. He comes closer, his body only a few inches from yours. “A game.” He smiles. “I have some water balloons at home. If you win–” 

“You have to give me 20,000 won.” You finish. Jeno raises his eyebrow. “There’s a new Backstreet Boys album I want,” you say. 

“Alright, fine,” Jeno says. “But if you lose,” Jeno stops midway, trying to bite his lower lip in a way to shelter the huge smirk on his face. “You have to clean my car.” 

“Too easy, all I’ll need is a hose,” you wave your hand. 

“Not the outside.” Your eyes widen at this new development. 

“You mean…” 

“Yup. The inside.” You’ve never been in Jeno’s car yourself since mostly when you would hang out with Jeno, it would be with Renjun, which means that you’re using Renjun’s car. But Renjun has told you, pretty infamously, that his car is messy and smells like a giant foot.

“That’s cruel and unusual punishment!” You say. Let’s just say if Renjun thinks it’s smelly, it’s probably smelly. Renjun has been a teenage boy before, and many teenage boys are a species that usually cannot detect the lack of hygiene.  

“Those are the parameters of the game,” Jeno says. “If you resign now, that’s considered a loss, which means you have to clean my car anyway.” 

You flatten your lips. Damn, you’re in a deadlock now. 

“Fine. Game on.” 

-

Lee Jeno destroyed you. But honestly, what else did you expect? Lee Jeno, who has played soccer his whole life and has had plenty of experience with strategy and planning, completely and utterly destroyed you. It wasn’t the smartest idea to go guns-blazing with water balloons at Jeno, but you didn’t have many other choices. Your long-distance aim and contact skills weren’t that good, for you never played “sports,” sports as in competitive sports since you only danced for a couple of years. You did use your surroundings well, hiding behind trees and bushes so you can stalk your way to Jeno, but that only did so much.

So now you are wearing an old T-Shirt and some jeans shorts, opening the front door and performing the ‘walk of shame’ as you walk to Jeno’s house, where boxes of unopened trash bags, air freshener, sponges, and soapy water sit. 

Jeno is only a few feet away from the cleaning materials he left out, sitting on a beach chair.

“Y/N,” Jeno says, waving to you in a friendly way. “Thank God you’re here. I was worried you might happen to forget about the deal. I really need you right now,” Jeno chuckles, “because my mom wanted me to clean my car last week. She said that if I don’t clean my car by tonight, then she’s really gonna give it to me.” 

“Good,” you say, laughing a bit to yourself. “Somebody’s gotta tell you. Back in high school, I was afraid to get in this car, or else I would never be the same again.” 

Scrunching your nose, you peek your head inside Jeno’s car. It’s an old 1984 Nissan 300zx, most likely used because if his parents are anything like your parents (which not so surprisingly, growing up around each other, they are), they would never give their teenage sons brand new cars. The people in your neighborhood certainly aren’t tearing at the seams with money. 

Gulping harshly, you decide to throw whatever junk you find in the car away. You pulled out wrappers, chip bags, old water bottles, and random coins that you pocketed (Jeno let you since even he knows how bad cleaning his car is – which is why he held off on it for so long). Jeno kept you good company, and you found yourself chitchatting with him as you organized every piece of junk in his car in a trash bag.

“Are you liking college so far?” Jeno asks broadly when chatter between you both slowly dies. No response.

“What’s wrong?” Jeno asks. He knows he’s right to think that when it takes you a few minutes to respond, a few moments for your gaze to focus on him.

“College hasn’t been that fun,” you confess to Jeno, the words falling out of your mouth faster than it should. “I haven’t made a lot of friends despite finishing my sophomore year, and my roommate is a pain. Her entire side of the room is so messy and acts like I’m unreasonable. It’s a small space anyway, she should keep it clean!” You huff, scrubbing the cloth seats in Jeno’s car harder. It felt as though a huge weight has been lifted off of your shoulders.

You were surprised that you confessed this to Jeno of all people. When you told Renjun this freshman year, he advised that it would get better after the first semester, and your parents said the same thing, but nothing really changed. You’re going to university on a significant scholarship, and you didn’t want to give that up if you decided to transfer somewhere closer to home, closer to your support network of familiar places and people. Ever since then, you didn’t tell anyone how miserable you were in college.

“Can I make a confession?” Jeno asks suddenly. You were worried that you were being way too personal after Jeno didn’t say anything for a while; after all, Jeno is your brother’s friend and not yours.  

“Shoot,” you say. 

“I didn’t have many friends in college either. Why do you think I always hang out with Renjun every summer?” You’re piling all the trashbags together near the edge of the Lee property for the trash truck to come later today, but hearing this is enough for you to turn around and look at the raven-haired boy quizically. 

“I don’t believe that,” you scoff. “You have teammates and a hundred girls who would tattoo your name on their chests immediately.” 

“They’re just teammates and girls. I got along with my teammates, but I don’t talk to them on a regular basis after graduating college.” Jeno sighs. “And the girls who liked me in college liked me because I was ripped. None of them really wanted to know me personally.”

The silence between you both is deafening. You purse your lips, sympathy in your voice. “I had no idea.”

“Most people don’t,” Jeno says. “I try not to tell everyone this,” he says, a slight humorous lilt in his voice. 

“Those girls missed out,” you say, a soft smile on your face. “You’re hilarious and great to be around.” 

“It seems like I have that effect on the members of the Huang family,” Jeno smiles, any sign of melancholy gone from his face. 

“Say,” you start off, bending down to reach the mat on the car floor. “if I find something I think is of value in this car, then can I keep it?” 

Jeno nods. “Sure, I guess. I can’t imagine what could be of value.” 

“Now I’m 20,000 won richer,” 

Jeno’s back instantly becomes more rigid as he sees you wave a few crumpled bills in the air, almost unrecognizable due to the amount of dust and grime accumulated on it. A couple of coins here and there were tolerable for him to let you keep, but 20,000 won is a lot for loose change in the car. “I tend to find 20,000 won very valuable,” you smile. 

Jeno curses under his breath.  “Touche.” 

“I guess we both won.” You shrug your shoulders, “You’re gonna have a clean car for your mom, and I have enough money to buy that Backstreet Boys album.” 

-

Just the other day, you ran into Taeyong, the owner of the pet shelter you used to volunteer at. You were at the supermarket, picking up some groceries for your parents when you saw the man carefully weighing a bag of Roma tomatoes. Although he is almost five years older than you, it certainly doesn’t seem that way with how youthful his face looked, and when he noticed you putting bananas in your shopping cart, he was glad to see you. You both engaged in pleasant conversation about your lives since you volunteered at his pet shelter, and he mentioned to you that he was short of hands. Recently, a full-time employee quit, and he needed people more than ever. He offered you a job on the spot, and you gladly took it – you needed something to do this summer anyway, and your parents were starting to get a little restless with how much you were at home, revolving your life around TV Guide. 

You had been working for a few days at the store and got to know the two other employees, one of which is Doyoung, who you already knew from your time volunteering at this shelter, and Sungchan, a boy around Jeno’s age who had been working for a year. Compared to the last time you saw this shelter as a senior in high school, not much has changed. The only thing that was different was that the walls were recently wallpapered. 

Taeyong greeted you when you walked in, and you already started following a routine you set up for yourself; the good thing about hiring you was that he didn’t have to teach you much since as a volunteer, you would feed and wash animals a couple of hours a week, which as an employee, that was the same thing on a fuller time basis. In the mornings, you liked to start off walking dogs in the dog walking area on the roof before the sun would shine mercilessly in the afternoon. Carrying a light brown golden retriever puppy named Dasom, you head down the roof stairs back to the lobby, where Jeno is sitting on a hard, metal chair. 

“Jeno?” You ask. “What are you doing here?” You don’t ever remember telling him that you would be here. 

Jeno smiles at you. “Your mom told me I could find you here. And some other guy said you were walking a dog, so he told me to wait here.”

You nod. He must not have meant Doyoung since he would already know him from his time at the pet shelter in high school. “So you must have met Sungchan.”

Jeno shrugs his shoulders. “Yeah, I guess. He said he was going to wash some of the new arrivals.” While speaking, Jeno’s lips curled into a small smile. “Remember when we used to do that?”

“God,” you say, shaking your head. “That was one of the worst jobs.” You said. If there was anything that dogs and cats hated was being in water. New arrivals, especially strays, haven’t been introduced to clean water in a long time and can get especially rowdy since they are also untrained. 

“There was one dog that me, Renjun, and Chenle had to wash, and let’s just say that it looked like we took a bath too!” At this, you both laugh.

You lick your lips, looking at Jeno, good humor in your eyes. “I almost feel bad leaving Sungchan all by himself.” Crossing your arms and leaning your back against the wall, you look at Jeno, your head cocked.

“So what are you really doing here?” 

Jeno looks fondly in the distance. “I think Bongshik needs a new playmate,” you smile at Jeno. For as long as you can remember, Jeno has always been a cat person, and after much convincing, his parents agreed to get him a cat seven years ago. They initially were only getting Jeno the cat to help teach him responsibility, because as a teenage boy, he had none, but slowly, Bongshik grew on them too. Ever since, the Lee family’s soft spot has been Bongshik.

“Do your parents know?” You ask. 

Jeno smiles. “They were the ones who suggested the idea.” As Bongshik grew older, his energy hasn’t quelled, and for the lack of neighborhood cats, he follows the Lee family around everywhere in the house. 

“What breed?” you ask. 

“Maybe a Bengal. I’ve heard that they are energetic.” 

“I think there are some Bengals. Let’s check the back.” You both go into the room adjoining the lobby, where the rescue and stray animals were stored. After a long night with Doyoung yesterday, the cages were cleaned, and all the animals looked happy that it was clean. You both are greeted with excited barks from the dog section of the room, and finally, you approach the cats in another room. Cats of various breeds occupied the segregated space, from Shorthairs to Bobtailed cats. Black, white, gray, and tabbies are all present, and they look at you and Jeno quizically. 

Jeno also observes the felines intently. “Actually, Bongshik is full of energy, so maybe a bit of a quieter playmate to contrast,” Jeno taps his chin, thinking to himself. Some cats wave their tails at Jeno as if wanting his attention while some other cat mothers wrap their tails around their young, protecting them. There are two cats that seem to take his attention, two cats that are sitting together. They don’t appear to have any sort of genetic or familial relationship, for one cat is white with a few specks of black around the ears while the other is a gray tabby with a white chest; they both appear to be Shorthair crossbreeds, though. 

“Can I hold that one?” Jeno says, pointing to the white one with the few black specks. You open the cage with the master key that you have in your pocket, and carefully, you take the cat out of the cage. Jeno has his arms open, so when you place the cat in his arms, he cradles the animal, the most adoring look on his face. The other cat seems to be annoyed and meows a lot, its gaze on the white cat, and the white cat starts meowing back. 

You and Jeno both melt on sight. 

“So cute,” Jeno murmurs, putting the tip of his nose on the crown of the white cat’s head. This cat does not seem to be bothered that it’s being held by Jeno (when most cats take some time getting used to a new human). It is as if they were both destined to meet. This cat does turn to face his companion still in the cage once in a while, still meowing.

“I think this one’s more concerned that its friend is not being held,” you jest. You stand on your tiptoes to grab the other, carefully cradling the tabby in your arms. It starts meowing for its companion, and you face Jeno. 

“This one’s also so cute,” Jeno says longingly. He comes closer to you, bending a little, his face close to the tabby that you’re holding. His smile is wide, his eyes shaped like crescents. Carefully, he holds the white cat with one cradled arm, and with the other, he uses his index and middle finger to pet the other cat. The tabby meows happily. 

As Jeno tries to stand upright again, his head almost bumps your face, but he stops before that, carefully meeting your gaze. For what feels like an eternity, you both stare. Jeno’s eyes are like brown pools, and you notice every detail on his face; how dark and pronounced his eyebrows are compared to his suntanned skin, how pretty his nose looks against his face, the fringe on his forehead that is so close to giving a lovetap to his eyes, how shapely his chin is, a small, stray mustache hair kissing his upper lip… 

His lips. Pursed slightly as he drinks in the sight of the little details of your face as well. They look a little chapped – 

“There you are Y/N! Is that you Jeno?” A familiar voice rings across the large room, and you notice it to be Doyoung. His gaze is focused on you both. You and Jeno immediately stop gazing at each other, as if Doyoung flipped a switch, and you both focus your attention on the raven-haired employee, his hair wet from a fresh shower. He usually comes to work at eleven or noon since he is not a morning person. 

“Yeah, it’s me,” Jeno says, waving before repositioning his other hand to hold the white cat in his arms.

“Long time no see,” Doyoung remarks. “How’s college?” He asks. 

“Graduated in the spring,” Jeno says. “I’m back with my parents now.” He says.

“Oh,” Doyoung says, nodding awkwardly. “Well, if you want a job, the door is always open here. Trust me, we need the help,” Doyoung says. 

“Thanks,” Jeno says, smiling courteously at Doyoung. “I’m actually here to look for another cat. Maybe two,” Jeno looks at you, an eyebrow raised in anticipation. Suddenly, he sneezes. 

“Jeno,” you chastise. “What about your cat allergy?” You suddenly remember. Jeno learned affirmatively after adopting Bongshik that he had a cat allergy, and his sister and parents tried to convince him to give Bongshik back to the shelter, but Jeno vehemently refused. After almost a month of bonding with the feline, he didn’t have the heart to give Bongshik back. Instead, he went to the drug store and got some anti-histamines to suppress his allergies and eventually got more personalized medicine from his doctor. At first, his doctor said the best (and cheapest) course of action would be to return Bongshik, but Jeno just took the prescription and has since then been refilling his prescription on a regular basis. 

“What cat allergy?” Jeno asks, but he sneezes a few times. Cocking your head at the raven-haired boy, you snort.

“That cat allergy?” You say, leaning all your weight on one leg.

“It’s nothing,” Jeno says dismissively. “I’ll ask my doctor. I’ll probably just have to up my dose.”

It was Doyoung’s turn to snort. “Can you really be around three cats every day?” He asks. “The only reason your allergy didn’t get out of control while you were volunteering here was because I kept you with the reptiles.” You nod in agreement. The reptiles were kept in another room on the far side of this shelter, far away from all the cat hair floating around in this room. Jeno, though, still used to sneak a few minutes with the cats. 

“I can be around three cats!” Jeno says defensively. By this time, the white cat is rubbing itself against Jeno’s T-shirt. 

Feeling this, Jeno’s gaze softens, and he smiles at the kitten, whose brown eyes Jeno looks in to. “I am going to name you Seoli,” Jeno says in a soft tone and gazes at the cat in your arms. “And I’m going to name you Nali.”  

“Did your parents agree to two new cats?”

“Well,” Jeno trails off, shrugging his shoulders.

“Lee Jeno!” You say. 

“My parents grew to like Bongshik. They’ll grow to like Seoli and Nali.” Jeno reasons. 

You roll your eyes. Lee Jeno is the only person in the whole world you know who has a cat allergy and still wants three cats. “Lee Jeno, you’re crazy, you know that?” 

-

Seoli and Nali instantly got along with Bongshik. The three of them would sleep together, eat together, and roam the house together, only being apart momentarily. Like Jeno predicted, his parents grew to like the addition of Seoli and Nali to the family. 

Hearing about the new cats from you, Renjun would visit Jeno, and you would come along with them and play with all three cats. Renjun started joking that you two started being best friends without him and that you were leaving him in the dust. 

Renjun started a new job as a paralegal and became busier than ever; he was working to save enough money to live in an apartment closer to the law firm he worked at, which is forty-five minutes away from your house. The commute itself was tiring and he was working extra hard to get along with his coworkers, going to events, and establishing contacts.

Like many weekends, this weekend Renjun was hanging out with a few coworkers at a party at one of their houses, and normally, you didn’t mind this, only joking to him that he only came home to eat and sleep. 

In mid-July, without fail, you and Renjun would always go to the beach, ever since he was old enough to drive; it was valuable “sibling time” that your parents supported and even suggested; as teenagers, you didn’t always get along, and your parents wanted you both to establish a close relationship because sibling relationships were the only life-long relationships.

This weekend, Renjun was busy, and for the next few weekends, he would be catching up with old friends and would even go on a few dates, for his dating life was pretty sparse with how busy college was. You were hoping that Renjun could blow someone off and come with you and not break the tradition, but your hopes did nothing to change reality after Renjun told you about his plans and apologized that he wouldn’t be able to come to the beach with you.

So you decided, if you can’t bring your brother to the beach, bring your brother’s best friend. 

At 7 AM on a Saturday, you knock on Jeno’s door, a few doors from your house, dressed in a casual T-Shirt and jeans shorts. You’re ready to go, without a doubt in your mind that Jeno won’t come. 

Jeno answers the door, rubbing his eyes. From the looks of the dark house, Jeno’s parents aren’t awake. As a means to hold himself up, Jeno leans against the door. He’s dressed in long pajama bottoms and a black T-shirt (that is littered with Seoli’s white cat hair). The white, spotted cat follows Jeno to the door, sitting a few feet away from the living room couch. 

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” He asks, his voice heavy with drowsiness. 

“We’re going to the beach, obviously,” you say matter-of-fact, in a voice that Jeno didn’t look like he wanted to argue with. He knew that you were hurting because Renjun couldn’t come with you to the beach any time soon, so he was ready to be called to go to the beach. 

“Right now?” 

“Yes right now. Don’t you remember that Renjun and I would leave early in the morning to get a head start to the beach?” The closest beach to your house is two hours away, and being landlocked during the college semester makes you restless for the yearly summer beach trip as well. 

“Yeah I know but–” 

“No ‘buts,’” you interrupt. “If we leave now, then we get the whole day at the beach. Be ready in thirty minutes.” 

Jeno acknowledges with a sleepy grunt before closing the door, and you head back to your house to eat breakfast. If you left hungry, then you would be tempted to stop along the way for snacks, making the drive longer. So you ate a hearty bowl of oatmeal, a banana, and drank a glass of water before seeing Jeno standing at your door twenty-five minutes later with one of his sister’s peach-colored tote bags hanging on his shoulder, in casual shorts and a T-shirt, and a navy colored cap covering his black hair. You already had your things ready in a bag next to the dining room table, and you carry your bag and exit out the front door, saying a quick goodbye to your parents. 

Out on the porch, you jog across the driveway to Jeno, and your parents wave to him. “Have fun guys,” they chorus, smiling. You roll your eyes. 

“It’s like they’re leaving us on a playdate,” you say, and Jeno smiles, the tiredness in his eyes long gone. 

“Want to ride in my car? After all, it’s clean now,” Jeno says. You sigh, but it’s not exasperated or tired. 

“I should know,” you say. 

Jeno’s Nissan sits in its usual place on the driveway, and Jeno takes his keys from his pocket, unlocking the car. As you both load your bags onto the back seat, you breathe in the air. “Minty fresh,” you smile, looking at the tree-shaped car freshener hanging on the rearview mirror. “You better keep this car clean because I am not cleaning it again,” you threaten, pointing your finger accusingly. 

“I pinky promise,” Jeno says, he extends his hand, his pinky out, and you grasp it with your pinky, pinkies locking as well as your gazes.  

Jeno’s hands are way softer than you expected.

The pinky promise lasts way longer than you expected, with you quickly pulling away and getting into the front passenger seat of the car. Jeno hops in the driver’s seat, and the car starts. 

Jeno’s driving is smooth, and through the window, you admire the scenery. You pull out of your neighborhood, driving on local roads for a good few minutes, and you admire the beautiful scenery of houses, shrubs, and picket fences before getting on the highway. Now, cars are zooming past you both, of all sorts of shapes and colors, minivans to sport cars, black, white, gray, and silver. 

“Turn on some music,” Jeno prompts. It’s easy to get distracted on the road, not by external forces such as a random bird flying by, but from the lull of the car when driving on the highway – when driving on the highway, the roads look the same, a cause for boredom and tiredness. The steady humming of Jeno’s car is particularly relaxing on this early morning. 

“I thought you would never ask,” you say, in a voice that sounds mischievous. You twist your body to reach the back of the car, and you reach into your bag, fishing for something. When you pull it out, Jeno rolls his eyes. 

“Seriously?” Jeno groans. 

“What? You said you wanted music,” you say defensively. 

“I didn’t mean the Backstreet Boys.”

You don’t listen to him and instead press the ‘CD media’ button on the front dashboard and insert your CD. The music is catchy, and you hum along to the songs that you’ve loved, namely ‘I’ll never break your heart’ and ‘Everybody.’

“I’ll never understand girls. I mean, what’s the appeal of boybands anyway?” Jeno says after some time. 

“It’s the group dynamic, the interactions, the teamwork, and the songs are catchy as –” you stop yourself, cocking your head at Jeno. “Are you nodding along?” 

“N-No,” Jeno stutters, purposely keeping his gaze fixed on the road so he doesn’t have to face you. 

“Admit it,” you say, a smug look on your face. “You like it.” 

“No, I don’t” Jeno argues. 

“Yes, you do,” you argue back. 

“No I don’t,” Jeno repeats. 

You snort at this. “Look at us, we sound like two five-year-olds.” 

“I think,” Jeno says with a joking lilt, “that we sound like an old married couple.” 

“That too.” You look at the boy, an eyebrow arched.

After a few moments of silence, Jeno changes the topic. “I’m hungry,” he says. “Let’s get some instant ramen.” 

“Where’s the microwave, genius?”

Jeno pouts. “Fast food?” 

“We’re gonna be there in like fifteen minutes. I have some snacks in my bag.” Once again, you reach for the back of the car, fishing inside the tote bag for a bag of Cheetos.

“Here,” you say, holding the bag towards him.

“I’m driving, genius,” he says, emphasizing the last part in a mocking tone. You roll your eyes. 

“I guess you’re gonna have to feed me,” Jeno says.

“Seriously?” You groan. 

“Yes. If I could open the bag with my eyes and feed the Cheetos with some mad telekinesis, then I would.” 

“Well, you would have to keep your eyes on the road, so you still couldn’t do that either.” Jeno grunts at your response, and you silently feel a small victory winning this conversation.

You open the bag and take a Cheeto in your left hand. Jeno opens his mouth, and you place the piece in his mouth. He crunches on it, and when you see his Adam’s apple move as he swallows the snack, you reach in and grab another piece. On and on this pattern goes until there are no Cheetos left in the bag, and at the final time you drop a piece of the snack in his mouth, he playfully clamps down on your fingers. 

“Jeno!” You exclaim. 

Jeno has a youthful, playful look on his face. “That’s what you get for forcing me to listen to this crap.” 

“You like it too!” 

Jeno rolls his eyes. “Here we go again.” 

-

The rest of the car ride is filled with laughs, as though you were supposed to bring Jeno along to the beach this year instead of Renjun. The beach is filled with people wanting to soak up some sun, children playing games, and surfers swimming in the water. Luckily, there’s enough beach for everyone; the sands on this beach are well-maintained, and they go on for miles.

Suddenly, you grab the boy’s wrist, and Jeno looks surprised, a cute doe-like expression on his face (Jeno has the most beautiful, expressive eyes). 

“Come on,” you say, a wide smile on your face. “I’ll show you a nice spot.” 

Together, the two of you are lugging your tote bags across the beach, careful not to step on anyone being buried in sand or children playing games or other people sunbathing. It’s like the sand wants to absorb your feet, which is why your steps are labored, along with the load you are carrying.

The spot you take Jeno is more secluded, with sparse surfers coming about here and there. It’s next to a jagged, gray peak, perfect for divers. The small pieces of eroding rocks falling to the water make it less kid-friendly, but it’s still a good spot if you want to relax and get away from the noise. Right here is where you decide to set up, a few yards from the shore where the cold seawater can’t touch you. 

Carefully, you unpack your tote bag, set up your beach towel, and place a book on the sand. The beach was always a way for you and Renjun to relax together, talk about updates in your lives, and strengthen your relationship. But sometimes you both liked to sit in silence, enjoying each other’s company while enjoying the words of an author, the introverts you both are.

Before sitting down, you also take off your T-shirt and shorts, revealing a navy, strappy bikini underneath. Picking up your book, you open it to the first page and sit down. Next to you, Jeno takes off his shirt, revealing toned abs. (What did you expect? He plays soccer). You don’t want to admit that your attention on your book is long gone. 

When Jeno catches you staring, an immediate flare of heat hits your face, and you quickly try to bring your attention back to your book, starting at the first sentence. You’re unable to keep focus anymore, just re-reading the same sentence at least five times because your brain is too distracted to understand the sentence. 

“You don’t have to look away,” Jeno teases. “Every girl wants a look at Jenabs.” 

“That’s what you’re calling it? Jenabs?” 

“Yes. Is there a problem?” Jeno asks. 

“Obviously. It sounds so self-centered,” you huff. 

“You’re just lashing out because I caught you red-handed.” 

“Maybe you’ll get a red hand to your pretty face,” you challenge, a humorous look in your eyes. 

“Ah,” Jeno says thoughtfully. “You think I’m pretty?” 

Another hot flare hits your cheeks, with the heat of a thousand suns. “No,” you say. 

“Yes,” Jeno counters. 

“No,” you repeat, this time more confident. By this time, you both are gazing at each other intently in silence, until suddenly, you start laughing. Jeno does too. It was one of those times when the moment seemed so serious, but the argument was just so silly.

“Just admit that you think I’m attractive,” Jeno says simply. 

“Every girl with a pulse thinks you’re hotter than a sidewalk in August.” You deadpan. 

“I don’t care what they think,” Jeno says suddenly. You quirk an eyebrow at this statement. Quickly, Jeno recovers himself. “I care about what you think.” He smiles. “You’re the only person I’ve known that hasn’t ever brought up my looks.” 

“Why should I?” You shrug your shoulders. “You know you’re hot.” At this you and Jeno laugh again together, but after a few moments, Jeno stops laughing. 

“So you admit it?” Jeno asks curiously. 

“Yes, I do.” You say sighing, hating that you’re giving him this victory. “Lee Jeno, you’re one of the most attractive men I’ve seen in my whole life,” you vow. “Now, can I get back to my book?” You ask. 

“Fine.” Jeno obliges. He sits down on his towel laid out beside yours, lying down on his back as you read your book. His gaze changes from the ocean’s waves licking the sandy shores to the side of your face. You’re maybe a chapter in when Jeno interrupts your train of thought. 

“Are you really gonna be reading the whole time?” Jeno whines. “I didn’t bring anything to do because I thought we were gonna go in the water.” 

“Th-The water?” You ask. You look at Jeno as if he grew a second head. 

“Yes, water. We’re at the beach per your request. Remember?” Jeno says slowly. 

“Yeah, but I didn’t think–” 

“You didn’t think about swimming at the beach?” Jeno asks incredulously. 

“No,” you respond, your voice small. 

“You’re literally wearing a swimsuit,” Jeno points out. 

“Yeah, but that’s just to get a good tan,” you say. Now that you say it out loud, it does sound kind of ridiculous that you didn’t even make plans about getting in the water today. “And plus,” you say a bit awkwardly. “I don’t really know how to swim.” 

It seems as though Jeno’s eyes are about to bulge out of his face. “You’ve been coming to this beach for years, and you don’t know how to swim?”

“I never really learned how. I mean, I did, but I wasn’t very good, and I’m super out of practice. I usually just come here to read or admire the scenery – Jeno!” You exclaim. Jeno snatches the book out of your hand and places it on the towel. He’s strong enough to hoist you up, and you’re left with no choice but to jog along with him to the edge of the shore, kicking up mounds of sand; you have a stinking suspicion about what he’s going to do. 

“Today’s the day I’m gonna teach you how to swim.” He says.

“B-But,” you stutter, struggling for words. Jeno doesn’t look like he’ll take no for an answer. 

“I promise I won’t let go of you, and we won’t go far from the shore.” He says, his gaze sincere. “Let’s start off with floating. Spread your arms out and kick your feet up. Act as though you want to lie down on the water like it’s sand. Like this.” Jeno demonstrates, going slightly away from the shore and deeper in the water, leaving you knee-deep, standing on the wet sand underfoot. Once Jeno has floated for a few seconds, he positions himself upright, everything except his neck and face submerged in water as he swims towards you, walking the last few steps to you. 

“Now you try.” You look a little nervous but follow what Jeno says. You kick your feet up and try to treat the water like it’s the sand you rest your towel against; Jeno’s hand is on the small of your back as he holds you up. You’re not used to the feeling of water in your ears, and you’re struggling to stay afloat as you accidentally breathe in water. Hearing you cough, Jeno sets you upright, and you cough up the salty water. 

“I don’t like,” you say between coughs. “The water in my ears. It keeps going in.”

“Trust me when I say that when you don’t want water to go in your ears and nose, it doesn’t. When you are thinking about water going into your ears and nose, it does. Now, let’s try again.” 

“No,” you whine. “I don’t like swimming.” 

“Please?” Jeno asks. “For me? After all, you did drag me out here so early.”

“Fine.” You relent. 

“Like I said,” Jeno chides, “Kick up your feet and lie on the water like it’s sand. Don’t struggle too much right now. Unless you don’t think about the water around your ears and nose, it won’t go in.”

You repeat what you did earlier, kicking up your feet and lying on the water like it’s sand. This time you don’t move a muscle. You let the gentle low-tide waves of the water kiss your skin and wash over you again before it’s exposed to the refreshingly cool ocean breeze again. Jeno’s hand is against the small of your back as he leads you to deeper waters. 

“What are you doing?” You ask. 

“Floating is all the same. If you can float in knee-deep water, you can float in deeper water.” Jeno looks into your eyes. “Don’t worry, I still won’t let go.” 

You don’t struggle against the water, and when you’re in the deeper water, Jeno helps bring you upright on the water. This time, your feet are unable to touch the ocean floor, and before the panic can settle in your eyes, Jeno is holding your waist. 

“Upright floating works the same way. Don’t struggle. Hold your head up high.” You follow as Jeno says and observes how he does it. Jeno slowly takes his hands away from your waist and holds your arm instead. Slowly, he lets go, and here you are in front of him, swimming; you’re pretty amazed too. 

“Oh my God, I’m doing it!” You say excitedly. Jeno shares your excitement. 

“I know. To think you wanted to give up,” Jeno shakes his head. 

Your bodies are close, so close that you can feel Jeno’s breath on your nose. Jeno looks almost angelic with the way the salty water glistens against his face as if his skin is made of diamonds. His jet-black hair is stuck to his forehead, and your hair is in thick, salty strands, but the moment still feels perfect; the shouting of children in the distance doesn’t bother either of you.

You almost want to ki– 

Suddenly, you’re taken out of your thoughts when a splash of cold water hits your face. Jeno has already swum a few feet away, the culprit of the cold splash on your face. 

“Tag! You’re it!” He says in between giggles.

“Jeno!” You exclaim, trying your best to swim and splash him. 

He’s the most handsome, adorable dork you’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. 

-

Every summer, city council organized a summer concert series held at the local park. They mostly featured student bands, cover bands, and lots of vendors. But most importantly: they were free. 

The one happening tonight was the last one of this year’s series, and there would be fireworks. You hadn’t been able to attend the last few summer concerts because of your growing responsibilities at the pet shelter; you were becoming pet manager, a position where you would inventory what animals were available to adopt, and the numbers were changing every day. Also, Doyoung had gone on vacation along with many of the volunteers, so you, Taeyong, and Sungchan were left to cover for them. 

Tonight though, you were given the day off, so you decided to see if Jeno was free to go to the concert with you.

You tell your mother your intentions, and when you’re done talking, she gives you a sly look. 

“You’ve been hanging out with Jeno a lot recently. Is there something I should know about?” She asked. She doesn’t ask this in a condescending, strict-parent tone, but of one as a friend. For the most part, your mother was always the woman you came clean to and got advice from; there were truely only minal secrets you kept from her. 

“Yeah Y/N, is there something we should know about?” Renjun asks. 

Renjun. For a while, you had completely forgotten about him. He had started getting suspicious recently that you were harboring feelings for his long-time best friend. After the beach trip, he started getting suspicious, but he had been too busy to do anything about it, only sulking in the corner thinking about it.

You had to admit that you had a little crush on Jeno, in that every time you thought about him, your heart started racing in an exhilarating way. Maybe when Renjun was around, you weren’t as slick as you thought you were. “No,” you say, a little quieter than you meant for it to be. You clear your throat, making your voice louder. “Nothing’s going on. Jeno’s always available to hang out, which is why I’m hanging out with him.” 

Your mother doesn’t say anything, knowing Renjun is in the room. Most likely, Renjun was worried that if you and Jeno got into a relationship, it would mess up the long-time friendship they had, and if you broke up, it would be even worse. You understood his sentiment, but it’s not like Jeno likes you back… 

Right?

The way he looked at you, the way that when you talked, he was fully attentive, his soft, expressive eyes reacting, listening to every word you say.

That’s just because you guys have become good friends, right? 

(A part of you wishes that it isn’t). 

You’re wearing your standard summer uniform of daisy dukes and a T-shirt when you walk up to Jeno’s house and the door opens before you knock. Jeno is standing at the entrance of his house, already dressed in shorts and a sleeveless shirt, showing off his strong arms. 

“Jeno,” you say. “Do you want to go to the summer concert together?” You ask. 

“Actually,” Jeno says shyly. “I was gonna ask you the same thing.” 

“Great.” Jeno invites you in and asks if you want anything. You said you would just have some water. He pours you a glass before heading to his room to grab a towel and some bug spray. Stepping outside, you both spray yourselves, and when he goes back inside to put the bug spray away, he tells his parents that he’s going to be out and will be back before ten. 

The park is a short drive from your neighborhood, and it is just as scenic as you remembered it to be. It’s about sixty-something acres filled with walking trails that loop around your city, which city council has tried hard to have more “green” city planning, rather than letting this place become a concrete jungle. 

In this park, there is lots of green space for people to lay their towels across the grass and enjoy the music. Most of the people here are young parents with budding families, in which a family-friendly free concert with a packed picnic and fireworks is the perfect summer activity. There are also older people like you and Jeno, showing up to the concert today because they were bored. The beginning of August signaled to high schoolers the start of school, and to college people that they would be moving back to their dorms soon. Either way, the park is packed. Tonight isn’t as hot and stuffy as most nights, which also accounts for why there are so many people here tonight. 

“What’s the theme for this concert?” You ask Jeno when you hop out of his car. 

“‘70’s American rock,” he says.

“Fun,” you say. You weren’t an avid rocker, but you turn on the oldies radio station, you didn’t mind listening to a few rock songs. “It’s better than working at the pet shelter every single night.” Jeno laughs. You loved your job more than anything, but you wanted a semblance of work-life balance. 

“Now I’m glad I didn’t take up Doyoung’s offer immediately,” Jeno says. 

“It isn’t usually this bad,” you say. “It’s just that Taeyong and many volunteers are on vacation, and I’m being given more responsibilities.” 

“Maybe I could come in and volunteer just to help you out,” Jeno says wistfully. “I’ll have to find time in my schedule,” he jokes. 

You raise a brow at the boy. “In your schedule of doing nothing?” You snort. 

“It’s not nothing,” Jeno counters. “I’m just relaxing before finding a job. Jobs are going to be there after I take a little break from college,” he says. Renjun wouldn’t ever be caught saying something like this. For him, it’s always one thing onto the next. Renjun is a restless man, and taking a break without a job would drive him crazy. 

While Renjun is ridiculously Type A, Jeno is the opposite. He’s used to opportunities coming to him, believing that everything has a way of working out in the end. It’s crazy how the two have managed to be friends with such vastly different outlooks on life. 

You drop the topic, opting to lay out the towel that Jeno brought. There’s enough space for both of you to fit… but tightly. Even though you’re wearing bug spray, the sharp, freshly cut grass makes your skin feel itchy. 

“I guess we’re gonna have to sit like this,” you say a little awkwardly. Jeno turns to face you, his face only inches from yours; your arms brush Jeno’s biceps, and you feel your throat become dry. 

“Yeah,” he says softly. No witty reply. 

The silence between you is broken by the cheers of the audience. The performers are here. 

“What’s up Neo City?” The head performer asks the audience. He’s a man in his mid to late twenties, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. Cheers are the response, filling the air. 

“We’re Neo Culture Tech, and today we’re going to be performing some covers to end Neo City’s 1997 Summer Concert Series! We hope you enjoy the performance!” The man stops talking, and the park erupts with cheers.

The first note is played on the piano, followed by the addition of drums and electric guitar. The songs go on one by one, and Neo Culture Tech plays popular songs by the Eagles, ACDC, Fleetwood Mac, and Def Leopard. Parents are dancing with smaller children, singing along to the songs they listened to in grade school, while younger people sit on their towel and jam out to the songs less physically. 

You and Jeno are bobbing your heads together to the music, stealing glances at one another. Jeno was able to sing along a little to ‘Shoot to Thrill’ and ‘Gold Dust Woman,’ while you were able to sing along to ‘Witchy Woman’ and ‘Hotel California’ after memorizing the lyrics so long ago. As the guy who was playing the guitar played the guitar solos for ‘Hotel California,’ people cheered. 

“Before we start the fireworks show, I’d like to end off with a banger. Everyone stand up and find a partner to dance with!” the lead singer said. With that, the band started the chords for ‘Pour Some Sugar On Me’ by Def Leopard.

Jeno looks at you, a wry smile on his face. “Would you care to dance with me, partner?” He asks, holding out his elbow. You loop your arm in his. 

“Of course.” 

By this time, more of the younger people were standing up, dancing with their friends, boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, or wives. You and Jeno were dancing, not caring how you looked, your hands clasping and unclasping as Jeno twirled you around to the rock song. You both sing along to the song, knowing the famous song. 

When the song ends, you’re out of breath, your chest against Jeno’s, but Jeno doesn’t look very tired; there’s only a small drop of sweat pooling at his forehead, and he’s able to control his breathing. While the crowd screams, cheering for the band that just performed, you and Jeno are in your own world. 

You feel like you know what Jeno’s thinking. 

Slowly, you start leaning in, and Jeno follows your example. Before long, your lips land on his. You only want it to be a peck, but your body refuses to listen to your brain, so here you were, for what feels like centuries kissing Jeno. You weren’t going to struggle against your feelings anymore, you were going to float like you were at the beach.

Kissing your brother’s best friend. 

Kissing the guy that all the girls in high school drooled over, the guy that got so many sports scholarship offers, the guy that many thought was infallible. 

But he’s just Jeno, the adorable dork who’s stuck with your brother for almost their whole lives through thick and thin. 

The adorable dork that you’ve helplessly fallen in love with.

Reluctantly, you both pull away, your breaths hitting each others’ noses. You’re almost to scared to look Jeno in the eye.

You just changed everything. 

While you’re too busy not looking at Jeno, he takes your chin with his thumb and forefinger and tilts your gaze upward, to look at him. 

When you look into his beautiful brown eyes, you realize that you didn’t change everything with one kiss. The feelings were always there. While you were slowly falling for Jeno, Jeno started slowly falling for you.

“I-I think I’m in love with you,” Jeno says, his voice unsure, lacking that cocky athlete tone that’s synonymous with Lee Jeno. While one hand remained holding your chin up to face him, the other hand was on your waist.

You didn’t think you ever wanted him to stop touching you. 

“No,” he corrects himself, clearing his thoat. Seconds felt like hours, and your heart is racing like crazy.

“I know I’m in love with you.” 

You think the loud beating sound is just your heart, but when you look up, the black sky is filled with color, expressive fireworks shining before dissipating. Red, orange, blue, and purple fill the sky before gray smoke settles and floats away. The park is oddly quiet while at least two hundred people enjoy the fireworks and are held by their boyfriends or girlfriends. You look up with Jeno in the same position you were, his arm still on your faces close. Your jaw is close to touching his collar bone, your nose almost touching his neck. 

“I love you too.” 

-

It’s probably one in the morning right now. 

Ever since you and Jeno confessed your feelings, all you were doing was hiding your feelings around your family. You didn’t want Renjun finding out about your relationship just yet, and Jeno had the same idea. You and Jeno wouldn’t advertise to your families that you were hanging out, and most of the time, you met up at the pet shelter, where Doyoung was the only one who knew about the true nature of your relationship (after the unfortunate man walked in on you two making out in the janitor’s closet). You and Jeno forced him to promise that he wouldn’t tell anyone or even give any hints if he ran into your families; in small towns like yours, word travels fast.

Other than seeing Jeno at the animal shelter, you would sneak Jeno into your bedroom at night. A little part of you thrived from the danger you felt, doing something secret and slightly forebidden (nothing this exhilarating ever happened to you in high school or in college). You live in a one-story bungalow (like all the houses in your neighborhood), and your parents’ room is on the other side of your room, with the kitchen separating your rooms. 

However, only a wall was separating you from Renjun’s room. You think you’re safe right now since through the paper-thin walls, you can hear Renjun soundly snoring to himself. The iceing on the cake was that Renjun is a light sleeper. 

You hear a knock on your window, and you look to see that it’s Jeno. You’re in your pajamas, just a shirt with some pajama shorts, and you get off your bed, systematically opening the latch to your window. Pushing the window, it opens now, and Jeno opens it a little wider, enough for you to let him in. 

He’s dressed in a T-shirt, sweatpants, and red, drugstore flipflops. He rubs his arm a little bit, a small scowl on his face. 

“You should really trim that rose bush,” Jeno says softly, his gaze following to the rosebush that is near your window. Outside your window, you had a good view of the garden, and your mother took great pain to maintain that garden; your father often joked that it was her third child. For Jeno to get access to your window, he would have to wade through all the plants and flowers, careful not to step on anything because your mom would notice the next day. “I think it roughed me up pretty good.” 

“Let me see,” you whisper, pulling his arm. In the minimal light that came from the almost full moon outside, you’re able to see clearly. It’s just a little scratch, that was slowly turning into a red line. No blood. 

“You’ll live,” you say rolling you eyes. Sometimes Lee Jeno was the most dramatic guy that you’ve ever met.

Jeno pouts. “I think I would feel better if you kissed it,” he suggests.

You heave a sigh. “I swear to God,” you mutter. You lean foreward, pressing your lips against his arm. “That better?” You ask, crossing your arms and leaning your weight to one leg. 

“How about one here?” He asks, pointing to his lips. 

You laugh a little to yourself. “Greedy little–” 

Jeno interrupts you. “Don’t act like you don’t want to.” 

Standing on your toes, you lean in, your nose touching Jeno’s for a brief moment before your lips collide. Jeno’s hands gravitate towards your waist as he tries to push you against the nearest wall. He pushes you to the wall with the window he climbed into your room with. There’s only a narrow gap of space between the edge of the window and the bookshelf that houses all of your albums. He pushes you there, his knee finding its place between you legs. He grunts a little as his lips trail from your mouth to your chin to your neck. He slides you against the wall, your elbow hitting the edge of your bookshelf, and something goes flying off of the top of your bookshelf.

Immediately, you and Jeno jump apart at the noise when the object hits the floor. You’re thankful that the carpet muffles the sound, but it’s still audible since it hit the edge of the wooden door. You bend down to examine the fallen object, realizing that it’s just a snowglobe. You pick it up, putting it on your desk instead. No one stirs. Renjun is still in his room snoring. 

“We’re supposed to be quiet!” You whisper loudly, putting your index finger to your lips. 

“I’m sorry!” Jeno apologises. 

“God, you lumber around my room like you haven’t been here before,” you joke. “How about let’s go into the bed where there’s less chance of making a noise.”

Jeno quickly agrees, and you both go into your bed, under the covers. Jeno’s arms find their place around you once more, and you put your head on Jeno’s chest, feeling his heartbeat. Jeno kisses the top of your head. After a few moments of lying like this in silence, your lips find Jeno’s again. You’re on top of him, him straddling your hips, but quickly, it turns into him on top of you. You both kiss each other with a new kind of fervor, but Jeno pulls away. “How long are we going to be doing this?” He asks. “I don’t know about you, but this whole sneaking around thing is getting kind of old. I just want to call you my girlfriend in front of people.”

You kiss him. “Just until I get the chance to tell Renjun.” You say. “I have a speech prepared.” You clear you throat, shifting your position in bed so you can face your boyfriend. In the dim light in which you can barely see Jeno, you can imagine his beautiful features, barely believing that you are his girlfriend. “I love Jeno, Jeno loves me, we want to be together, and you can’t do anything about it.” Jeno waits for more. 

“That’s it?” He asks.  

You shrug your shoulders. “What else am I supposed to say?” 

Jeno smiles. He finds directness to be one of your most endearing qualities. You aren’t scared to say what’s on your mind, even if it’s controversial. He puts a hand on your cheek and brings you closer to him, kissing you again. His lips smack against your’s and you’re pretty sure you can hear audible popping sounds every time you both mutually pull away for air, only meaning to come back. 

When he pulls away, Jeno says. “Y/N, you should at least be a bit more considerate to his feelings. This is going to be a big change for him.” Jeno reasons. 

You seemed to like the exact opposite of what Jeno sees in you. You liked the way he considered everyone, and although it sometimes makes it seems like he is a people-pleaser, people who are the most considerate to others’ feelings when it doesn’t align with their own are the people who are the peacemakers, the role models, the people who rule the world. 

While you were the fire, Jeno was the water, who made you see reason. And your directness teaches Jeno to stand up for himself. 

“I know, but if Renjun can’t accept it, then he needs to grow up.” 

“I don’t think Renjun wants to grow up.” 

After you hear the new voice, the lights turn on, and you and Jeno immediately jump apart to opposite sides of your twin bed (but it’s not possible without your bodies still touching). This only gives the onlooker a better view of the two parties involved. When you and Jeno finally decide to face the onlooker, you realize that it’s Renjun in his pajamas. He wasn’t wearing his contacts, but he doesn’t need them to recognize the two most important people in his life. His arms are crossed as he examines both you and Jeno, and together, you both struggle for an explanation.

“Surprise?” You and Jeno chorus together. 

-

PRESENT DAY

Eventually, Renjun got over it. Or else, he wouldn’t have been able to give such a wonderful best man speech. 

That’s right. After years of dating which helped you realize that no one was more perfect for you than Jeno, you and Jeno decided to get married in 2003 after you both were settled in your careers. Jeno, after a few months of relaxation, got a job at a marketing firm, and he worked his way up to become a lead account manager. You, after earning your degree in accounting, worked at a firm for a few years before quitting and becoming the book keeper at Taeyong’s pet shelter, which now you owned. Taeyong moved to his mother’s paid-off house in Seoul to take care of his aging mother, so he stepped down and gave you ownership of his beloved pet shelter. He now worked at his mother’s supermarket and visited you often.

Sometimes, it amazed you how far society has gone since your childhood. You would never have dreamed of touch-screen cell phones with the power of a full-sized computer or your fridge making grocery lists for you. It was convenient and fascinating, but at other times, this new world scared you; only recently has it been confirmed that your phone is listening to you and people are selling your online data.

“Kids, dinner!” You shouted up the stairs. Just after you were married, you became pregnant with your daughter, and five years later, your son came along. 

“Coming,” your daughter Yoona said. 

“Yeah!” Your son Hyuckjae yelled from his room. That wasn’t really an answer, leaving you signing by the kitchen. 

Jeno is already sitting at the table, eating the meal that you prepared. It wasn’t that complicated, just some fried rice with some vegetables and meat, as well as potato soup since you were tired after your long day at work. You sat at the table next to your husband, and you know you don’t have to call for your children again when you hear thundering down the stairs. Yoona’s phone is glued to her hands, while Hyunjae finds his position next to Jeno. The food is on the table, but only three of you are eating; Yoona’s food remains untouched as she sits down and keeps her attention only on her phone, not acknowledging the presence of her family.

“Yoona!” You say, snapping in front of her face. Only when you put your hand between her phone did she actually look at you. 

“What do you want mom?” She says, exasperated. 

“Aren’t you going to eat your food?” 

“Yeah,” she replies, “In a little bit,” Almost immediately, she only looks back at your phone. 

“Yoona, put the phone away.” 

“That’s right honey,” a new voice interjects, and it’s Jeno. “Put your phone away. We want to have a conversation.” Jeno adds. 

“About what?” Yoona asks. She finally puts her phone down and looks at you both. “Are you guys having a midlife crisis?”

“Midlife –” Jeno stops. 

“We’re not even that old yet!” You exclaim.

“Yeah Yoona,” Hyuckjae adds. 

“Shut up Hyuckjae,” Yoona says, her voice snarky. “Buttering up to Mom and Dad isn’t going to get you a phone.” 

“Says who?” Hyuckjae argues back. “Mom and Dad didn’t say anything.” 

“Hyuckjae, you’re not getting a phone,” you say stubbornly. 

“Oh come on, Mom!” Hyunjae whines. “I’m the only eighth grader without a phone!” Hyuckjae counters. 

“Me and your father didn’t have a phone at your age. You’ll live.” 

“That’s because you guys lived in the stone ages.” 

Jeno scoffs. “The ‘90’s weren’t even that long ago.” 

Yoona cocks her head. “The ‘90’s are in history books now.” 

You and Jeno both look at each other, but Yoona continues. “The ‘90’s were like thirty years ago.” 

You knew that time had passed, but it never really occurred to you the quantifiable number of years; someone born in 1990 is in their thirties now. You vividly remember 1990, being a thirteen year old. Jeno was fifteen. You wonder how he’s feeling. 

“That doesn’t change why you should have a phone, Hyuckjae,” you say. 

“What about schoolwork? I’ll be in high school in the fall.” 

“You can use the family computer.” Hyuckjae groans; the desktop in the computer room right off the entrance of your’s and Jeno’s suburban home (originally the formal dining room) is a Windows 8.1, and somewhat slow. 

“Hyuckjae, we’ll get you a phone your first month of freshman year, just like your mom and I agreed on.” Jeno says cooly. “That’s when Yoona got her first phone.” 

Hyunjae grunts. “But that’s so long from now.” 

Noticing how the conversation mainly was between you, Jeno, and Hyunjae, Yoona gestures to pick up her phone when you point at her. 

“Don’t even think about picking up that phone right now, young lady,” you say pointedly, and Yoona’s hands immediately back away. 

“Right that conversation we’re going to have,” Jeno says, redirecting the topic. “How was everyone’s day?” 

“That’s the conversation you want to have?” Yoona says. 

“Yeah, what’s wrong with it?” You ask, defending Jeno. 

“Nothing…” Yoona trails away. 

“I’ll start,” you say. “I had an overall good day. Taeyong gave me an extra 15% off groceries instead of 10%.” It was incredibly convenient that Taeyong’s mother’s supermarket was only eight miles from the pet shelter. 

“Nice,” Jeno says, smiling in that same boyish eyesmile that you fell in love with all those years ago. “I had an average day. It would have been good, but the coffee machine in the cafeteria broke,” Jeno sighs.

You and Jeno both turn to look at Yoona. “I had a good day, I guess. I got a 100 on my calculus test.” 

“Great job!” Jeno says. You reach over to rub Yoona’s shoulders. 

“You see? I told you it would benefit to go to calculus tutoring,” you say. 

“Hyuckjae? How was your day?” Jeno asks. 

“Not good. You guys aren’t getting me a phone.” 

“We just said we would!” You exclaim. “When you’re a freshman.” 

Hyuckjae grunts at this and stands up, heading towards the sink to clear the remnants on his plate. You didn’t realize that Yoona and Hyukcjae had been eating particularly fast tonight, evident by their nearly empty dishes.

“I’m going to the computer room,” he says, not waiting for a response when he leaves. Shortly after, Yoona is done with her food. After rinsing her plate, she leaves it in the sink and snatches her phone off of the dining room table (as if you were going to take it and look at the texts on the notification bar). 

“I’m going to my room,” she says. She waits for you to say a resigned ‘okay,’ and she heads up the stairs, sparing no time to look at her phone.

“What could be so important that she can barely stay a free moment without her phone?” You voice to your husband. You and Jeno are taking your time eating your meal at the table, now by yourselves. 

“What isn’t so important at that age?” Jeno says before slurping the soup collected in his spoon. “When you’re a teenager, you see things with a different perspective than you would see if you were a mom, for example.” 

You sigh at these words, the fresh perspective that your husband is giving you that you failed to see initially. Jeno is good at seeing all sides of the situation; that’s why Renjun always goes to him for advice.

“I guess,” you say, crossing your arms. “I can’t imagine being a kid right now.”

“I bet Yoona and Hyuckjae can’t imagine being a kid in the ‘90’s.” 

You sigh. “Things really have changed, haven’t they?” When you and Jeno were younger, you weren’t trying to get the best gadgets to impress your friends, you didn’t have advanced TV’s and vacuum cleaners that were listening to you, you weren’t always on Instagram and Twitter, and the concept of a ‘social media influencer’ didn’t exist at all.

When you and Jeno were younger, you thought the future would resemble Back to the Future. Although there weren’t any hoverboards that actually hovered the ground in 2016, the actual future paralleled the movie in surprising ways with the fact that people were always so distracted with the screens in their hands. 

“Don’t you ever just feel…” you start off. Jeno’s attention is on you while he eats. 

“Don’t you ever feel that people are always in their own worlds?” You ask. “Always on their phones looking at the latest posts, listening to music, downloading photos? No one ever runs around the neighborhood and draws chalk or play with the neighborhood kids,” you sigh. It was like people preferred to type than to talk. 

“Yeah. It wasn’t like that when we were kids,” Jeno says. You eat a couple of spoons of friend rice, the silence between you both evident. 

“In a way,” Jeno says, “Things are still the same.” 

“How?” You ask.

“Well, people still have the need to be social, whether it’s on social media or in person. And we are still trying to keep up with our friends,” he says. Without words, you know he’s talking about your son and how obsessed he was about getting a phone since his friends started to flash their iPhones and Samsungs. 

“I still think life was simpler back in the ‘90’s,” you say stubbornly. “Even though we had to use TV Guide to find out what was on TV, it was still easier. I’m always looking over my shoulder these days,” you confess. “Every single second, so much data is being collected and sold, it makes me worried. On top of all that, social media isn’t good for young kids,” you say, redirecting the conversation back to Hyuckjae. You feel a little guilty seeing Hyuckjae so upset that he doesn’t have a phone, but it was the principle that mattered. You didn’t think phones were good for young kids, to be hooked up to the internet 24/7. Being fifteen and having a phone isn’t much better than being fourteen and having a phone, but you drew the line at high school. You couldn’t protect your son forever, no matter how much you desperately wanted to. 

“There’s still something that remains simple, though,” Jeno says. When he gently squeezes your thigh, you think you have an idea. 

“This,” he says. He leans over and kisses your lips, cupping your cheek. His lips are soft as they rub rhythmically against your lips. He pulls away, his voice soft. “I love you. We can be in 2092, teleporting to see our great-grandchildren, and I’ll be in love with you,” Jeno says. 

You giggle. Nineteen years of marriage, and he still makes you feel like a young bride. 

“We can be in 3092 with our brains connected to robots, and I’ll still be in love with you,” you counter, turning this into a competition.

“How about let’s think about right now,” Jeno says. He cups your cheeks in his hands and admires your eyes before he kisses you deeply, as if he isn’t going to kiss you ever again. 

The world can change as much as it wants, as long as you have Lee Jeno by your side. 

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Yandere enhypen reaction: when their innocent s/o tries to escape from them

warning: yandere theme, mention of murdering someone, s/o is having stockholm syndrome and manipulation from the boys

this is fanfiction and it's not real, please don't ever tolerate this type of relationship

Heeseung

Heeseung knew you wouldn't do this. It must be one of your friends tried to manipulate you and made you think to run away from him.

"Angel, what did you do?" Heeseung asked when he saw you tried to open the main door. His voice made you shaking a little. You don't want to do this but your friends keep telling your boyfriend is a bad guy. You denied it but they keep bugging you and even told you he is too posessive over you.

"I I want to.." "What? cat got your tongue?" Heeseung walked closer to you and pulled your wrist closer to him.

"Where did you want to go? I told you to stay at home only, didn't I?"

"They said you are dangerous.." You mumbled unsurely because you are scared right now. You never do something that made Heeseung being angry at you like this. Now, you felt terrible.

"So, you believe them angel? Is my love to you is nothing?" Your boyfriend hold your face to look straight at him. It's the first time you see how sad he is. Sad and betrayal.

"I love you so much angel. You love me too,right?" Heeseung left a kiss on your lips. If your friends can manipulate you to escape, he can do better than them.

"Yes, I love you hee" You pouted because feeling guilty following what your friends said than trust your boyfriend.

"Now,would you like tell me who told you that bullshit?" Heeseung asked as he bring you to the bedroom to cuddle together.

Jay

Jay just came from home and now he see your friends tried to bring you inside their cars. He can see how you were hesitating to follow them. Jay smirked because he knew you really well and better than your friends.

"Darling, what are you doing?" Jay shouted made your attention suddenly to him. Your friends now become pissed at how Jay walked with confidence towards you. One of them stood in front of you to prevent you from him.

"Stay away from us,bastard. We're taking y/n and we will report you to the police." They said angrily but the man just scoffed and decided to call someone while staring straight at you.

"Jay...." You called him with your soft voice and literally made the man smile brightly at you. Your friends sighed since they knew you will go to him no matter what they said. You are so innocent and dumb sometimes to realize that your boyfriend is dangerous person. They saw how your boyfriend threaten someone that look at you or even tried to talk to you.

"Y/N Let's go home, we promise to watch movie together,right?" Jay asked sweetly and give you his hand for you to take. You staring at him with your wide eyes and then to your friends that give you some signal to not follow him.

"Come on y/n, you don't believe us? We told you Jay is not what you think. He killed people!" One of your friends shouted at you angrily. They were so frustrated that made you flinched a bit without you realize but Jay saw it all.

"Don't you dare shout at her." Jay pulled your hand with a force to his side. He told you to relax and go to inside of your house so he can deal with your friends.

"If you want to report me, think twice because you don't want to lose your parents, right?" He said with a smirked that made them shivers a little.

Jake

You don't have any courage to do that. Even your friends reassured that you will be fine, you were still disagree to follow them. How can you do that when Jake loves you so much, he always take care of you because you are so clumsy and always get hurt.

"Are you that dumb, y/n? Do you not believe me?! I thought we are friends?!!" Your best friend being frustrated over you because you keep denying what they said about your boyfriend.

"I believe you! But,maybe you are wrong? You cannot just accuse Jake like that,f/n. " Your soft tone made them became angrier. They hold both of your shoulders tightly and shake you body aggresively as to make you realize how wrong you are. "Oh god, you are too innocent y/n. Did he manipulate you or do something so you don't believe me?"

You started to feel dizzy because of shake. You tried to stop your friend but they were stronger than you and end up you tripped and fell on your back. You winced because it hurts a little while your friend being panicked because they didn't expect this to happen.

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry y/n I'm too harsh-"

"Let her go, you bitch!"

You looked at Jake who was holding a plastic bag with some foods in it from convenience store near your house. He just went out for fifteen minutes and now you were hurting.

"Come on y/n! Leave this bastard and follow me."

Jake pulled your friend's hair and dragged them out of your house. You watched the scene with shocked face because it is the first time you saw your boyfriend being rough with people.

"This is why I want you to be with me only. Just rely everything on me because I am the only one who can treat you better. I would not hurt you like your friend did. They caused you to fall right?"

You slowly nodded at Jake words and looked down because you were scared to see him. The boy sighed and hold your face gently.

"I'm not angry at you,darling. I know you don't want to run away from me. It's your friend fault. Come on, let's eat together. Layla probably waiting for us in the room."

Your boyfriend pulled you up and gently massage your back and let you play with Layla while he preparing the dinner and planning on how to murder your friend.

Sunghoon

You sucessfully escaped from Sunghoon with some help of course. Without your cousin, you will not come out from the house where you and your boyfriend lived together. Sunghoon is obsessed with you. So much. He didn't even let you go out even just to get the mail because he doesn't want people look at you even for one second.

Apparently, your cousin break in into your room after Sunghoon went out for work. She brought you outside and made sure to take off all of your things except your clothes just to make sure there is no tracker on you.

Part of you didn't agree with this actually because you have being dependable on Sunghoon now. One year without other human interaction beside him and the way he spoils you every single day made you feel comfortable with him.

Though, you still followed her too because she had shown you a video where she claimed it as evidence as it shows Sunghoon attacking someone and made them unconscious. When you watched the video, the only thing that have been playing on your mind was Sunghoon's words 'I did this for you'

After five hours being away, you were sleeping on the bed at hotel room that you were staying while your cousin watching some movies because she's not sleepy. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door made her pause the movie for awhile. When she opened it, she was stunned at the person who was in front of her.

"you think you are smart when you take off all the accessories that I put on her, huh? Too bad you don't realize I put a tracker on your car too."

Sunghoon said with a crazy smirk on his face and hit your cousin with a metal bat. After crushing her body and chopped it into a piece,he put those into a black plastic bag and calling someone to pick it and throw it somewhere that people wouldn't know about it.

He then walked to your peaceful state laying beside on you and whisper 'i'm here darling' , you woke up when hearing a voice and turned to look at Sunghoon. You suddenly cried because you feeling scared and guilty for escaping from him.

"it's okay i know it's not your fault. i already solve the problem we will go home later,okay?"

Sunoo

One day, you guys were having a picnic near the river. Sunoo fed you with the foods that both of you had prepared and enjoy the beautiful scenery. When there was an ice cream truck coming, your boyfriend told you to stay there and wait for him to come back with ice cream.

While you were reading a book and waiting for him, there was a tap on your feet that startled you.

"sarah? why you look so scared?"

"come on y/n, let's run before Sunoo come back"

"what... i ..what do you mean? why would i run from him?"

"y/n, you need to realize that he is not a good man, i have a cousin that willing to let you stay at her house. We can work together to pay the bills."

Your friend tried to pull you to stand but you were still in denial state.Like, why would you escape from Sunoo? He's been nothing but sweet and caring on you. You shook your head denying to follow her. Sarah became frustrated and accidentally pulled your hair caused you to scream.

"what are you doing?"

"sun- sunoo.. i no this is accident"

"oh so you were not trying to steal y/n from me? because i am a bad guy?"

The situation between them was so tense made you scared to say something. Both of them were glaring at each other with hatred in those eyes.

"Oh sunoo, are you forgetting how many students have you made their life miserable?"

"what does that mean sunoo?"

You were looking at your boyfriend with curious and worried eyes. He cursed your friend in silence but then smiled like nothing happen and this cause your friend to furrow her eyebrows.

"so you want your cousin to be like that too? you know i could make them paralyzed forever. you don't want that to happen,right? especially when he is one of the important players in his football team."

Sarah was speechless at Sunoo remarks. Her hands were shaking from the anxiety and decided to leave quietly leaving you and your boyfriend alone.

"what was that?"

"nothing sunshine, I just warn her because I don't want you to leave me. You know that no one will protect you like i do,right? Let's come home and watch movie instead okay?"

Jungwon

Jungwon was walking to find a book that he need for his assignment at library. He looked at all shelves and stopped when suddenly someone talked about you.

"are you sure this is a good plan?"

"yes,why not?"

"you know how protective jungwon is? He could turn us to a bad person and make people bully us!!"

"so you want y/n suffering? i already told her many times to escape but she is too stubborn."

"so let her be and stop disturbing her."

Jungwon's voice startled both of your friends. He looked at them with full of hatred and wish that he could kill them here right now.

"No, you are the one who need to let her go. She is suffering with your manipulating."

"It's not suffering. She just loves me so much as I do."

Jungwon smiled made your friends became irritated. One of them walked closer to tugged at his collar but before they can do that, Jungwon was faster to punch them on their face.

"like what your friend said, i can make both of you suffering for what you trying to do with my girl. if you still want to see your parents alive, stay away from her. you don't want to see your parents be the victim of serial killer in this town right?"

The last sentence made both of them shivering from fear. They didn't expected that and just looked away from him. Jungwon scoffed and walked from there and went to the park where you were staying.

"wonie, why are you so late?"

You asked while munching on the cookies he bought for you. Jungwon smiled and leaned to give you a peck. He said the book he was searching was too hard to find and let you feed him a cookie.

"There is a rumor saying a boy at the next class is disappear."

"You mean the one who asked your number three days ago?"

"Yup, his classmates saying that he probably got kidnapped or something."

Both of you were talking without you realizing that Jungwon was the one who killed the boy.

Ni-ki

You were laying on the bed with a wet towel on your forehead. You were having a fever and Riki being your sweet boyfriend take care of you.

"i told you to shower after playing on the rain,right? You are too stubborn."

He nagging while trying to feed you a porridge that he bought from convenience store. You were so weak and can only eat three spoon of it. He put the food on the table beside the bed and leaned closer to your face to stare at you.You were flustered at the sudden closeness but too tired to give a reaction.

"later, you will take the medicine okay? I bought them at the pharmacy. Eat it so you can get healthy again."

He uttered with his deep voice and smiled when you whining not liking the taste of medicine.

"i also heard about you want to escape from me"

"huh?"

"your friend wanted to bring you away from me,right?"

"..um..yeah they said you are bad guy. you made two boys at the next class broke their leg."

"they were talking shit about you baby how can i let them be?"

"but that was unnecessary riki"

"no i need to give them lesson so they know they can't mess with wrong person"

Silence. Both of you were staring at each other with love on your eyes. Yes, you don't feel scared of that because Riki always assure you that he did all of that for a good reason including kill your sister.

"you...love me,right?"

"yes riki i love you"

"so you can't run away from me and even if you do, i will find you and lock you here"

"i would not even want to try. staying here with you is better than being away"

Riki blushed at your words. He leaned to peck your forehead and hugged you.

"you still need to eat the medicine"

"urgh"

You end up eating it even you nearly wanted to throw up and after few minutes decided to sleep. Riki who were beside you caressing your face while planning what should he do to your friends.

You reached at the end!!! Tbh, this was really tough to write because I wanted to make all the situations different and as you can see not all the s/o escape from members. It was really different from the title😭😭 i hope you guys like this and enjoy it.

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synopsis : when yn’s exchange student roommates leave, they are left with the unfortunate task of finding a new place to stay. lucky for them, a room just opened up at apartment 5c, complete with the most interesting group of people they could ever hope to meet.

pairing : svt 96 line x gn!reader

genre/s : university au, roommates au, fluff, tiniest bit of angst (maybe), slice of life, humor

format : mostly smau + some written parts

status : completed !!

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