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loser! jihyo confessing to popular! reader who actually likes her back? :D

Admiring From A Far ༉‧₊˚.

park jihyo x fem! reader

❥ contains. . . no warnings ; fluff ; loser!jihyo ; reader is popular but not popular in the mean girl sense ; based off debut jihyo but make her a nerdy loser with barely any friends ; semi-tooth rotting fluff ?! : jihyo stumbling over her words ; semi-angst ; idiots who like each other a bunch :33

❥ a/n. . .I love loser jihyo so much i’m the loser jihyo activist !!

❥ word count. . .2.3k

“Are you sure this is a good idea?”

Jihyo adjusted next to her locker, fixing her hair with a slight pout. She glanced over at Nayeon, the girl who had just spoken, and tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

Nayeon hesitated and gave her friend a once over. “Well, it’s just—” She watched the way Jihyo looked at her intently and inwardly cringed. The poor thing was clearly wearing her best sweater, a cute heart design over it. She’d done her hair differently today, and Nayeon swore she saw a bit of something shiny on her lips. It was adorably sad. “…Nevermind.”

Jihyo hummed and looked away, back at her reflection. She tilts her head curiously and pushes her hair a bit more. Nayeon watches awkwardly. “Her class doesn’t end for a few minutes so I have time to act out how I'll ask,” Jihyo turns back to Nayeon with pleading eyes. “Help me?”

The older girl sighs, finding herself nodding along. “Yeah sure…”

If anyone had asked Nayeon, she would’ve told them that what her friend was doing was…beyond stupid. Don’t get her wrong, Jihyo was a lovely girl, but she was also— a bit, no, a lot…she was very- well…

“Should I tell her about my card collection…?”

Yeah.

“Uh, let’s leave that for the third date…” Nayeon waved, inwardly murmuring ‘or never’. “Just try and only tell her that you like her today. You don’t want to get your hopes up…”

Jihyo pouts. “You think she doesn’t like me?”

“I never said that,” Nayeon quickly protests, shaking her head and waving her hand as if shooing away the notion entirely. “…it’s just you can’t really be sure, you know…? I don’t want you to get too worked up over this if it doesn’t turn out how you want it to…”

Jihyo’s shoulders deflate and Nayeon goes to take back her words but the younger girl's sad tone comes through. “…so you do think she won’t like me back…”

“No- I really never said that specifically—”

“Yeah but you implied it…” Jihyo’s hand hangs loose on the metal of her locker. She looks the other way and sighs. “Maybe I should just give up…”

“Hey, no.” Nayeon claps her hands on the young girl's shoulders, forcing her to look at her. “Listen to me. It’s not at all that I think she won’t like you back, okay? I’m sorry, it wasn’t meant to come out that way. And you shouldn’t give up because— because I don’t know everything and there is a high chance that I'm wrong, okay?”

Jihyo nods like a sad puppy. “Okay…”

The older girl groans internally at the defeated look on her friend's face. “Have some confidence, Jiji,” Nayeon encourages softly. “Just…Just go up to her and tell her. You have to be confident and assertive.”

“Assertive…?”

Oh she was a lost cause.

Sadly for Jihyo, she didn’t have much time to really ponder how she could possibly help herself as the bell rang and the hall was soon flooded with the busy bodies of teens on their route to class. Jihyo gulped and her eyes scanned the bodies that would occasionally bump into her until finally her eyes landed on you.

Her heart thumped in her chest. Oh…you looked so pretty today…god, her eyes were having a hard time even adjusting to the sheer beauty she felt radiated off of you. On her side, Nayeon jabbed her quickly. “Jihyo, go on...!”

“Oh!” Quickly, Jihyo meandered her way over to where you were- chatting idly with some friends. She gulped and shakily spoke. “E-Excuse me, Y/n?”

You pause your conversation and look her way- your eyes meeting hers. Oh god- oh god, Jihyo’s heart speeds tenfold when she looks into your eyes. “What’s up?” You offer her a smile and she gulps.

“Um…!” Was her voice always this squeaky? Oh god, her hands are getting clammy. “I-I…I was wondering- um, are you-”

“Y/n!”

Jihyo stops mid sentence. One of your friends had come bounding over, arm linking in with yours. “Miss T brought donuts in! Come on, let’s go before they’re all gone!”

You nod quickly and look back at Jihyo. “Sorry, let’s talk later!”

And then just like that, you’re ripped away from her the way you always are. Jihyo’s heart aches in her chest and her shoulders fall. Nayeon approaches her then, sighing and grabbing her arm. “There’s always later—”

“No…” Jihyo shakes her head. She tugs her arm from Nayeon’s grip, looking utterly defeated as she then turns away. “No, I…It’s not worth it.”

Nayeon frowns. “Jihyo, come on… don’t give up that easily—”

“Just…leave me be…” The younger whispers, turning on her heel and walking down a different hallway. The older’s frown deepens and she tries to reach out for Jihyo but- she knows there’s no point.

Frustrated, she herself leaves.

—

How stupid.

How completely stupid could she be?

Jihyo sits alone on the bleachers in her gym class, eyes occasionally flickering your way as you laugh with your friends who try to force you to join their volleyball game. Her head rests in her hands, arms resting on the tops of her thighs. She’s so…stupid. Just look at you— you were the spitting image of everything she was not. You were so…perfect to her.

You got along with everyone and even the people you didn’t get along with weren’t your enemies, rather those who just weren’t your friends. You were liked by very nearly everyone in the school, upperclassmen and underclassmen alike. Even to teachers you were admired. You were smart, maybe not the smartest but smart enough. Sure you weren’t very brave and sure you didn’t like being left without your friends but— but to Jihyo you were…

Well, you were everything.

And she was nothing.

Maybe five people knew Jihyo’s name in the school. Dare she say three of which were teachers. The only person she was friends with was Nayeon, because even though they were polar opposites, Nayeon was the closest thing Jihyo had to a real stable connection. She wasn’t one of those A+ students but she wasn’t an idiot either, Jihyo just…had this issue. She couldn’t socialize as well as the other people in her grade and that led to where she was now.

Wasting away on a gym bleacher next to actual nerds.

A sigh left her lips. Her face slid so her palms pressed fully into her face and she groaned gently. She was so stupid. How could she ever think a girl like you would even demean yourself enough to like a girl like her?

How ridiculous.

How idiotic.

How—

“Hey.”

Jihyo jolts at the voice, messily looking up. She’s even more embarrassed when she sees you, smiling up at her from a few bleachers below. Jihyo swallows the nerves resting on the tip of her tongue, and whispers back very softly. “…Hey.”

“We need another player for the game,” You state, and that’s when Jihyo notices the ball pressed between your hip and your hand. “Wanna join?”

“Oh…uh,” Jihyo reaches and awkwardly rubs the back of her neck. “I…don’t really like volleyball much, sorry…”

“Oh…” Your face falls slightly and Jihyo panics.

Idiot!

“I-I mean—” She struggles. “I-I just don’t know how to play, that’s all!”

You make a hum noise, glancing back at the group of your friends that shout at you to come back. Then you look back at Jihyo who avoids all eye contact and awkwardly clasps her hands back together. With a small little smile of affection, you turn and toss the ball over to your group. “Start without me!”

Jihyo pauses and looks back— you’re jogging up the stairs of the bleachers, and then walking over to where she sits and…plopping down beside her. “Shouldn’t you play with your friends…?”

“Nah.” You wave a hand in dismissal to the topic as a whole. “I’m a little sore from the ball hitting my arms so many times. Figured I’d relax a bit with you.” You pause and give a goofy grin her way. “If that’s alright…?”

“Yes!” Jihyo says— way too quickly. “I- I mean, uh… that’s cool…yeah…”

You chuckle softly, shaking your head and glancing away. “You’re such a weirdo, Jihyo.”

Jihyo frowns, glancing down at the gym floor as she mumbles. “…you think so?”

The dejected tone of voice she uses makes you quickly look back over, and suddenly you’re panicked and turning your whole body her way— a hand falling on her shoulder. “Hey- hey, no. Sorry,” You chuckle awkwardly. “I didn’t mean it literally, I was just messing with you.”

“Oh.”

An awkward silence comes between the two of you- mainly because Jihyo is rather flustered with your hand on her like that, and you’re feeling awkward after accidentally hurting her feelings. “Uh,” Slowly you pull away and shift, clearing your throat. “Earlier… you looked like you wanted to say something to me. What was that about?”

Jihyo reaches to play with a strand of her hair. “Nothing…”

“Ah, don’t give me that.” You tease. “Come on, tell me.”

Jihyo finds a small smile creeping onto her face. You’re so…charming. She glances away and then back at you in order to softly whisper. “I-It’s just that I…I—”

“Y/n! Come back to the game!”

No no no, not again—

Please don’t leave her again—

“I’m good right here!”

Jihyo stops. She looks at you and you grin back, rolling your eyes playfully. “Sorry about those idiots, swear I can never have a few seconds alone with you.”

You didn’t just say that. You don’t say things like that. No way you just told Jihyo that. The poor girl gulps down a very very heavy fluster that reaches her face and highlights the tips of her ears. “Y/n I like you.” She suddenly blurts out— feeling strangely compelled. “I-I like you a lot. In uh…in a romantic sense.”

She studies your features and— nearly falls off the bleachers when she sees the heavy blush invading your own face. “Really?” You ask.

“Really.”

Your heart momentarily stops but you catch yourself and chuckle. “Oh my gosh,” You wave a hand. “That’s really cute, Jihyo. I had no idea you felt that way too.”

Jihyo flusters and presses her brows together- wanting to chastise you for calling her cute but— I had no idea you felt that way too. Too. “…You like me too?”

Your head nods quickly and you smile brighter. “Very much so, yes.” A hand comes and you awkwardly pinch your shirt a bit. “I didn’t know how to tell you because…well I don’t know— you’ve never really shown interest in people so I thought you didn’t like people romantically…- and, to be fair…Nayeon is like, fiercely protective over you.”

“…But you like me?”

You nod again, more affirmatively. “I do.”

Jihyo squints and searches for words. She cannot comprehend it. The girl she had been pining after for months just accepted and reciprocated her feelings. Should she cry? Kiss her? Or—

“Why?”

No, no, that wasn’t right—

Oh but the laugh you give is so worth it to her. “Are you seriously asking me why I like you?” You smile. “You’re such a dork, Jihyo. I like you because you’re cute in a way that you don’t even realize, and you’re smart. Very very pretty, probably- no, you are the prettiest girl in this whole school. You’re so perfect to me.”

Jihyo is just gobsmacked. She continues to try and scrounge around for the questions she wants to ask you.

“Can I kiss you??”

You blink and chuckle. “…If you want to, yeah.”

Jihyo doesn’t waste a second. She uses one hand to grab yours and then the other to grab your cheek and then- suddenly her lips are on yours in the form of a very quick, very soft peck. But it’s enough for now. You flush and she does the same- both of you quickly pulling away and looking in opposite directions.

Jihyo takes a very deep breath. “…Is it super embarrassing if I say that was my first kiss…?”

You turn back in a quick movement and she does the same, slightly startled. “What?!” Your eyes are wide in shock. A pretty girl like Jihyo…has never kissed anyone?! “What do you mean that was your first! I would have made it more special had I known!”

The poor girl plays awkwardly with her hands. “I-I…I’ve just never been with anyone before so…so I never…” She trails off and then looks curiously at you. “Have you had your first…?”

You flush. Hard.

Jihyo’s eyes widened. “Wait—”

“Shush!”

“Seriously?” She’s bewildered, looking at you as if you’ve just told her the secret of a lifetime. “That was your first too?”

You awkwardly look away and cross your arms. “No need to tell it to the whole world…”

Jihyo can't help but laugh. You’re..too cute. She stifles her laughs horribly behind her hand and you pout- but find yourself laughing too as you reach and lightly slap her thigh. “Quit all that laughing!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Jihyo giggles. “It’s just that I never would have expected someone as popular as you to have never kissed anyone before.”

You huff playfully and wave a hand. “Well I don’t exactly go making out with every girl I see, you know. That makes you special.”

“Oh, I'm special now?”

Now why is she teasing you?

You roll your eyes but subtly nod and Jihyo flusters a bit more. The two of you fall into silence for a few brief moments as you reach and boldly take her hand- looking away nonchalantly as if both of your hearts weren’t beating rapidly. Jihyo subtly squeezes your own and you squeeze back, whispering. “…This is so weird.”

“Very…”

A shared laugh.

“Should we go on a date soon then…?”

“Hmm, yes.” Jihyo glances off and then back with a sudden smile. “I can show you my card collection!”

“Wow you really are a dork.”

“Hey!”

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Valeria Au inspired by Bottoms movie

(little little spoilers from the movie)

I recently watched Bottoms and I can't get an au with Valeria in the same plot out of my head

imagine her being a loser lesbian (not ugly or talentless) being in love with the cute cheerleader who has a clearly homosexual boyfriend (I'm sorry but Jeff has a sugary look)

imagine when you enter the girls' fight club, she can't help but get angry when some girl punches you but she always ends up smiling from ear to ear when she sees you fighting back

After they unmask the club and you kick her ass, she's like a stray puppy (that clearly wouldn't happen because she would be the one kicking your ass) In the end she tries to explain by saying that everything was a misunderstanding, she can't help but look at you blatantly with the cheerleader uniform and blood on your face.

You kiss her, cutting off her explanation, putting your arms around her neck while her hands come to rest on your hips, squeezing them.

I'm obsessed with Valéria and I also only watched Bottoms because of Havana ♡