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fight for my way!

PAIRING: bff’s brother!yeonjun x martial artist!reader x best friend!taehyun, ft danielle marsh as your bff

SUMMARY: you’ve harboured a huge crush on your bff’s brother, yeonjun for quite a bit. each encounter with him has you stuttering and blushing like a mess much to the dismay of your best friend, taehyun. it’s summer vacation, but unfortunately you won’t have the time to relax as you battle with your newfound feelings instead of kicking someone’s ass in training for taekwondo. you certainly did not sign up for this 

GENRE: one shot, f2l, best friend’s brother trope, love triangle, crack??, coming of age, taehyun and mc practice taekwondo

WARNINGS: fighting, angst, fluff, swearing, mc beats up someone, mentions of blood, mc is super embarrassing and a major simp teehee, flirty yeonjun, makeout session,  i know nothing about taekwondo so please excuse me if i made any mistakes related to it

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WORD COUNT: 8k

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YOU KNEW IT’S WRONG TO SIMP OVER YOUR FRIENDS, BUT YOU COULDN’T HELP IT.

Since when did Kang Taehyun get so hot?

You hadn’t even worn your dobok yet and you were already sweating just looking at him box with that punching bag. His arm muscles flexed and rippled deliciously, and his face which was contorted into a focused expression, glimmered under the studio lights due to the layer of sheen sweat that coated his body. A drop rolled down the bridge of his nose and was about to land on his lips when he stopped and wiped it off. The sudden change in movement brought you out of your daydream and you mentally punched yourself for drooling over one of your best friends. You need to stop simping over anyone who is even the slightest bit hot.

You slung your bag on your shoulder and walked towards the locker room to get changed. Shuffling through your belongings, you tried to find the plastic in which you had kept your dobok, when you were startled by the feeling of someone's hand on your back. You looked behind to see your best friend Danielle grinning at you. 

“You’re a bit early today.”, she stated. You sighed, “Yeah, my mom kicked me out of the house at six in the morning. I was wandering around till class started.” Danielle patted your shoulder sympathetically. Ever since the summer holidays for your senior year had started, your mom had been making sure you didn’t laze around the house and be productive everyday. This was the last year for your taekwondo training and then you would finally receive your black belt. Your mom felt it was important for you to go for training. 

Every. Single. Day.

Honestly, you were a bit pissed in the beginning because you couldn’t join the rest of your school friends on their month long trip to Kyoto. But, Taehyun and Danielle were staying back as well for their training, so things were good. 

You wore the white jacket on top of your t-shirt and slipped your belt through the white loops. Your pants were almost up your calves when Danielle spoke again. “Do you wanna come over to my house in the evening? We should get started on our physics project. You jumped in excitement at her offer, “Is your brother gonna be there?” 

Danielle slapped your arm, “Why does that matter? We have to do our work, I’m not going to sit there and watch you fangirl over him.” 

Ah yes, Danielle's brother, Choi Yeonjun. 

The man you were absolutely smitten with.

The perfect, handsome, smart and talented golden boy of the school.

Your crush of three years.

And lately, it felt like he was reciprocating your feelings as well because he had started flirting with you back. You would take any chance to interact with him, which is why you were always ecstatic to visit Danielle’s house.

“Just tell me please”, you dragged out your sentence in a whiny voice, making Danielle hiss at the annoying sound. “Okay okay, he’s going to be there. He has nothing to do this week.” You squealed and pumped your fist in the air. Danielle just rolled her eyes at your actions and pulled you out of the locker room to join the training.

You lay spread eagle on the blue foam mat. Your arms felt like wet, heavy ham and the muscles in your thighs felt like they were stretched to the maximum. You really shouldn’t have skipped your warm up but you had no idea how rigorous today’s training would be. Your coach was hellbent on making sure you perfected your double roundhouse kick and only let you take a break when you got the hang of it. These were probably the most tiring four hours of your life. 

Suddenly, a handsome face came into your view as the person loomed over your body and blocked the light, making you jolt up. After getting a closer look you realised it was just your best friend, Taehyun and stomped on his feet out of annoyance. 

“Yah, why did you just pop out of nowhere? You startled me.” 

Taehyun huffed at your words, “I thought you fell asleep. Let’s go home now, my stomach is gonna digest itself if I don’t feed it anything soon.” You rolled your eyes at his exaggeration and went towards the locker room to get your belongings.

Danielle had already left before you both, so you took the shorter route towards your house. Usually you both would drop her off along the way and then walk back together since you lived right next to each other. 

The walk back home was rather silent, filled with occasional slurps of the popsicles you both had bought. Your walks home were usually always filled with a comfortable science accompanied by some type of snack. Lately, you both had been trying to eat all the popsicle flavours of the new trending brand. Today, you both tried the cherry lime flavour and honestly, it was absolutely disgusting. You stared at the bright red and green ice on the stick and grimaced. 

“This tastes really bad. Especially the cherry side, it’s just frozen cough medicine.” 

Taehyun shrugged his shoulders, “I kind of like it, the combination is nice.” You wrinkled your nose at his remark, “You have a bad taste.” 

He turned to look at you with mock hurt on his face when you noticed a red stain from the popsicle on the corner of his lips. You giggled and tried to rub off the insistent stain from the corner of his lips, making Taehyun freeze in his spot. You looked at him to be met with his eyes already staring at your face. His face looked flushed and his eyes were wide open. His eyes

Ah yes, his eyes were so mesmerising. They looked like pools of freshly brewed coffee that always held a sparkle in them. You quickly moved away when Taehyun spoke up, “W-what are you doing?”

You cleared your throat, “You had a red stain on your face.”

These types of events between you two had been frequenting a lot lately and you felt slightly bothered by it.

He rolled his eyes,“Your entire lips are green, eat the cherry part also. You look like Mike Wazowski.”

“Shut up.”, you muttered while wiping your lips.

You handed your half eaten popsicle to him and resumed walking. Feeling disgusted by the sight of him gorging down both of the disgusting frozen treats you decided to change the topic. “I’m going to Danielle's house later to start our physics project.” Taehyun nodded. “Yeonjun is gonna be there too.”, you sighed dreamily, making him glare at you.

“Why are you still obsessed with that bastard?”

You gasped in offence, “How dare you call him that? He’s an amazing guy.”  At that, Taehyun chucked the ice cream sticks in the nearby dustbin a bit too forcefully for your liking. You had a slight idea why Taehyun and Yeonjun had a beef between them. Both of them were academic rivals, always competing for the top spot, which was why they were never nice to each other and always bickered. But you were not letting their issue meddle with your non-existent love life. 

“He’s annoying and not a nice guy. Just last week I saw him walking around with a new chick.” He threw his hands in the air, “How could he do that when he just dumped his girlfriend!” 

Yeah that was true. Yeonjun was a bit of a playboy. I mean what could you expect with such good looks and personality. Girls were throwing themselves on him right and left and he just accepted it. You would do that too if you were that perfect. 

“I don’t care, I know he would never hurt someone intentionally.” Taehyun shook his head at your obvious lovesickness. You were too blinded by your crush to notice the possibility of getting hurt. You waved him off when you reached your driveway. “Okay bye, I have to pick an outfit for the evening.” Taehyun didn’t bother looking at you and just simply reminded you that it wasn’t a date. But who cares? Definitely not you.

The shiny silver doorbell was waiting for you, inviting you to press it, but you just stood like a fool at Danielle’s doorstep. Why were you getting nervous for absolutely no reason?(Yeonjun)It’s not like this was your first time visiting her house. 

You dismissed your worry with a nervous chuckle and smoothened your hair down one last time. The summer heat was making it frizzier by the second and you had to look your best for Yeonjun, which meant you had to enter the house soon. Taking a deep breath, you finally pressed the doorbell. 

A few moments later the door opened to bless you with the most beautiful sight gifted to mankind, Yeonjun's beaming face. He gave your outfit a once over and his smile turned into a smirk. You looked at your sage green tank top and acid washed denim shorts. Did he not like them? It was pretty basic but you wanted to look casual. 

“Whatcha thinkin’ about Y/n?”

His voice broke you out of your dilemma. Now you felt too scared to respond. Taking another deep breath you tried to keep your voice steady. “I’m here to study with Danielle.” 

For some reason his smirk grew bigger as he checked you out once again and leaned against the doorframe. Wait, was he checking you out? You really suck at this love stuff because you had absolutely now idea what was going on. Were you reading into stuff too much?

“Studying during summer break?”

He raised his eyebrows as if reminding you to speak. You cleared your throat, “Yeah we have to complete a physics project.” He nodded. “Danielle is out running errands though. She won’t be back for another hour.” 

You frowned at that information, “But she told me to come over.” Yeonjun shrugged his shoulders, motioning for you to come in. “You can wait in her room.” You had no choice but to agree because he had already started walking in. You sighed and mentally sent a prayer to all the gods to prevent you from embarrassing yourself further. 

Suddenly he stopped in his steps and spinned around to face you. You immediately forced your feet to stop walking to prevent crashing into his back. “Do you want to watch a movie with me instead?” 

Your heart dropped to your toenails at his words. As much as you wanted to jump at the offer, there was no way you would survive an entire movie with him without embarrassing yourself. You really need Danielle right now. Why did she have to be absent right now?!

Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, you tried to look as apologetic as possible, “Actually I should get started on my work. Maybe another time?” 

Yeonjun smiled, “Yeah sure.” 

You gave him a sheepish smile and started your ascent up the stairs to Danielle's room. The entire time, you could feel a pair of eyes burning into you. Maybe the shorts worked! Smirking to yourself, you pushed the door to Danielle's room open. 

It had been over an hour and so far you had listed out all the main points and subheadings to be included in your project. You had no idea when Danielle would come back; every time you called her she would say that she'll be home soon. There was a lot of rush at the supermarket she had forcibly gone to with her mom. You had thought about going back home but your mom wanted you to study as much as you could and it wasn’t evening yet, so here you are. 

Your face was almost going into the laptop screen because of the amount of concentration you had on finding the perfect template for your ppt. The opening of the door shortly distracted you, but you deemed that it was Danielle. 

"Bro, what took you so long? Was it actually that crowded? It's not even a weekend today." You didn't bother looking behind and continued doing your work. 

You immediately stiffened at the feeling of two arms wrapping loosely around your collarbone. A warm breath fanned your neck sending chills down your spine. "This is not Danielle."

Yeonjun.

How and why were his arms wrapped around you? You weren't complaining because this was your dream come true but at the same time this was not good for your heart, which at this point was about to beat its way or of your chest. 

You rolled your chair away from his hold and stood up, almost about to trip over nothing. You were sure you looked redder than a tomato right now but you somehow managed the courage to look up at Yeonjun, who was already staring back at you. His head was tilted slightly and his pink lips were scrunched up in a pout. 

Brushing a non existent stand of hair away from your face, you decided to question him about his previous actions. 

"Why did you do that?"

He frowned in confusion as if asking you what?

"The hug, why did you just hug me out of nowhere?"

A look of realisation crossed his face and he just chuckled softly at your question. "I was pretending to be Danielle." He smirked, "Why? Don't friends hug each other?"

If he was flirting with you or friend zoning you, you had absolutely no idea. You had to change the conversation quickly. "Why did you come up, is Danielle back now?"

"She's on the way now." He pointed towards the door, "I just made some rose lemonade, let's go drink that while you wait." 

You nodded and followed him down to the kitchen. Leaning against the marble counter, trying to look as calm and collected as possible while Yeonjun fetched the pitcher full of the pink drink. Suddenly, he turned around and started walking towards you, making you instantly freeze at your spot with an awkward smile etched onto your face. He got closer and stopped once his feet were almost touching yours. Giving you a dashing smile he slowly leaned forward. Was he going to kiss you? 

Your dream is finally coming true! You closed your eyes and puckered your lips slightly in anticipation for his to land on them. But that never happened. You opened your eyes to see a wide eyed Yeonjun staring back at you with two glasses in his hand. Oh, he was only reaching for the glasses behind you. 

Embarrassment washed over you, making your cheeks flame up in shame as Yeonjun giggled. You really wanted to melt away into a big puddle of nothing right now. Clearing your throat you snatched a glass from his hand and poured yourself the lemonade. Yeonjun watched you with an amused smile as you chugged down the entire glass in one go to cool down your burning cheeks. 

“Was it that good?”

You nodded bashfully and winked, “I think this is my new favourite drink.” Your poor attempt at flirting made Yeonjun giggle and shake his head and you just smiled dreamily at him. He probably had the most beautiful laugh and you could hear it on replay for hours. You had been playing this game for quite some time now and literally everyone knew about your humongous crush on him. You had horrible flirting skills and were always oblivious if someone showed interest in you. Your exemplary skills in taekwondo and bubbly personality had attracted many but you ended up friendzoning them unintentionally. You only had eyes for Yeonjun, who was currently washing the dishes you both had drunk from. He was such boyfriend material.

“My friend is hosting a party this Friday.” he turned off the tap and wiped his hands on the kitchen towel. “I’m sure you know who Jaeyun is.” you hummed in reply. 

“You should come, it’ll be fun.” 

You were usually never interested in parties, in fact you never had the time to even think about it while juggling school and taekwondo together. But, you had a bit of free time now since school was off. And Yeonjun’s offer kind of seemed like he was asking you on a date? You can’t just straight up ask him that so maybe you should just go and find out. This could finally be your moment to directly confess your feelings. You were getting tired of holding them back.

“Okay”, you smiled. “I’ll be there.” Yeonjun beamed at your words. “That's great-”

“Can I bring Taehyun as well?” 

Yeonjun’s smile dropped for a second but he nodded enthusiastically, which didn’t really show on his face. The air turned kind of awkward at the mention of his name and you were brainstorming things to change the subject when you were saved by the doorbell. 

You immediately perked up the sound, “Ah, I think Danielle is home.” Yeonjun gave a forced smile back, “Yeah, have fun with your project. I have some work to do. I’ll see you on Friday.” with that he walked back to his room.

Your face fell at his sudden change of behaviour. You knew he had no work to do this week because Danielle had told you so. It was kind of weird but you assumed it was probably because you mentioned Taehyun. He shouldn’t dislike him so much though, afterall he was one of his sister’s closest friends. Shrugging it off you walked to the door to let Danielle and her mom in.

It was the day of the party and Taehyun(who had agreed to attend after much of your insistence) and you stood right outside the door, waiting for someone to open it. Danielle had decided not to attend the party and had gone out with her other friends to the amusement park instead. You would have joined her as well because parties were not your thing and you’d rather spend your time riding roller coasters, but this was a matter of love. You had to make sacrifices for your dear Yeonjun.

The door opened to reveal a beaming Jaeyun, “Hi guys! I’m so glad you came.” he motioned for you both to come inside, “The drinks and snacks are over there and we’re playing games in the living room.” He patted you both on your backs. “Have fun!” Both of you smiled back at his warm welcome and walked inside the huge bungalow. 

The kitchen counter was lined up with all sorts of colourful sodas and delicacies. The living room stretched far and wide, making you gaze at it in awe. Colourful fairy lights were strung across the ceiling, setting the people’s face aglow with multiple colours. Trending pop songs blared through the speakers and you could feel the bass thump to the beat of your heart. People were spread across the entire house and some of them were gathered outside in the lawn. 

Taheyun pointed at the people playing games, breaking you out of your trance.“I think they’re setting up a game of twister, let’s go join them!” You shook your head, “I should go find Yeonjun first.” 

Taehyun’s jaw ticked at your words. He rolled his eyes as he spoke, “I don’t think you should do this, he’s not a good guy.” You frowned at his words, “How do you know? You just hate him because he is better than you in academics.” 

He grasped your shoulders and his eyes turned serious. “That’s not the problem. I’ve seen how he treats people. He may act all nice and sweet in front of you, but he’s actually really shallow.” He sighed at the perplexed look on your face. “He’s a walking red flag Y/n and I’ve been trying to get you to understand that for a long time.” You remained unfazed at his words because just like he mentioned, he always said the same thing. No matter what happened you were going to try to shoot your shot. 

Flashing him a sympathetic smile, you patted his shoulder. “Sorry buddy, nothing is going to stop me. Unless you have feelings for me or something.” You snickered at your ridiculous thoughts, missing the blush that overtook Taehyun’s face. He looked away at your words and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay then, I gave you enough warnings.” Rolling your eyes at this dismissive behaviour you grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the group of people setting up the game of twister. “Calm down drama queen, let’s play this first then I can go accomplish my mission.” He sighed and accompanied you as you said.

The game was going pretty well and you were confident in your chances of winning. You were in a fairly easy position compared to others, who had their limbs twisted in all sorts of hilarious ways. Especially Taehyun who was basically in an upside down table pose. You tried not to notice the way his biceps were bulging out from under his black turtleneck, but it was hard to do so. 

Looking away from him, you accidentally made eye contact with Yeonjun who seemed to have just arrived at the party. You waved at him and motioned that you will talk to him later. He gave a bright smile and flashed a thumbs up at your actions. Soon after, a girl with bright red hair walked up to him and kissed his cheek. Your heart shattered at her actions. He has a girlfriend?

He proved your assumptions incorrect when he pushed her off of him. Getting a closer look you realised it was his ex. She was probably just a psycho. You were planning to spy on them more but annoyed shouts of your name brought you back to reality. “Y/n what are you doing? You’re the only one left to finish your move, everyone is already done.” 

Apologising, you looked at the wheel that had decided your next move. Looking back at the twister mat, you realised that all the good required spots were taken. The spots that were left for you were only reachable if you bent over Taehyun. Which meant you would be leaning over him until the next move. You had no idea why you were feeling so nervous about it though. He was your best friend after all, you were the closest to him. You’ve been together since childhood. It was stupid to feel nervous over something so trivial.

Putting on a cool exterior, you leaned over him to take your position. Both of your arms were placed next to his torso and your face was directly hovering over his. You were shocked to see his cheeks turn red because of the close proximity of you both. He was avoiding eye contact with you and you frowned. One nudge of your elbow brought his eyes back to yours.

Deja vu hit you as you couldn’t help but get lost in his mesmerising eyes once again. That one twinkle that was always present in them no matter what, the colour of his orbs and the warmth they held every time they looked at you made you lean in closer. You were so close to each other that you could see your own reflection in his eyes. Butterflies filled your stomach and you felt warm and fuzzy all over at the realisation of your close proximity with him. Taehyun could now feel your warm breath on his lips and he closed his eyes in anticipation of your next move. 

But instead of that, your face crashed onto the expanse of his neck with an embarrassingly loud smooch. Some idiot had kicked your leg by accident, which made you lose your balance and bring down Taehyun with you. You don’t know what demon possessed you to do this but you took a big sniff and the smell of vanilla and cologne invaded your senses, making you sigh out in content. The feeling of Taehyun’s body stiffening under you brought you out of your stupor and you immediately scrambled to get up. Why did you act like a creep, you want to cry now.

You awkwardly rubbed the back of your neck when everyone started clearing away. The game had ended because the idiot who had tripped you had also ended up rolling down the entire mat merrily like a bowling bowl, knocking everyone down. 

That wasn't the issue right now though. Were you just going to kiss your best friend? There was no way you had any sort of feelings for him. Just a month ago you had given him a friendship day bracelet and told him he was like a brother to you. So now why were you so curious to know what his lips felt like. You spinned around to see Taehyun clutching his chest like he was a heart patient. 

Trying to push away the recent embarrassing encounter into the deep, dark pits of your brain, you walked up to him and stood silently, gazing at his lips. They were a light rosy shade of pink and looked glossy due to the coat of transparent lip gloss you had applied on them before coming to the party. They looked so soft.

You were shaken out of your thoughts when Taehyun flicked your forehead. You gasped and clutched your forehead in pain, “Ow, what was that for?” 

Taehyun smirked as he pulled you closer by your shoulders. “You seem kind of obsessed with me lately. Those looks haven’t gone unnoticed by me you know.” he raised an eyebrow cockily, “Are you sure it’s not me you have a crush on dear Y/n?” 

You sputtered and coughed like a broken car engine at his words. How did he already guess what was going on in your mind?

Shrugging his hands off of you, you gave a firm whack to his chest. “H-how can you even say that! I only have eyes for Yeonjun, you’re nothing compared to him.” 

Taehyun snickered and just pulled you into his side, guiding you towards the table full of food you both had been eyeing. He leaned towards your ear and whispered in a low voice, “I’m pretty sure we were about to do something else back in the game though.” 

Your face was burning with embarrassment now. Nothing can save you now, Taehyun was in his cheeky mode. He was oozing with confidence and you were blushing as bright as a beet.  

You huffed in annoyance and pushed him away to speed walk towards the table. Not bothering to wait for him to catch up, you picked up two humongous cupcakes, ready to stuff your mouth. Suddenly, a hand came up to your shoulder making you almost drop your food in surprise. Thinking it was Taehyun, you put on the ugliest scowl on your face and turned around to face him. 

“What do you-” you paused midway through your sentence when you realised who was in front of you. It was a smiling Yeonjun, who was looking smoking hot today. He had adorned a tight fitted black shirt with a grey patterned jacket and his hair was styled to show off his gorgeous forehead. You immediately dropped your scowl and put on your most charming smile. 

“Oh hey Yeonjun!” His smile widened at your greeting but all of a sudden, his eyes turned dark when he looked at something behind you. You looked over to see Taehyun standing there with a cup in his hand, his expression as cold as ice. They both were practically shooting lasers from their eyes and you could almost feel the heat from it. Gulping, you looked away and tried to think of what to say.  

“I have to tell you something important.” you blurted out. Yeonjun finally broke his staring contest with Taehyun and smiled at you, “Sure, go ahead!” Okay, this was the perfect time to confess your feelings.

Although for some reason you hesitated before speaking. You could not stop thinking about what happened between you and your best friend today. Were you doing the right thing or should you ponder on it more? Unfortunately, one raise of Yeonjun’s eyebrow had you spilling everything out. 

“I have a crush on you and I think you’re really cool!”

Is this how it feels like to have a heart attack? Because suddenly it felt like you couldn’t breathe anymore and your heart was pounding erratically. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to confess if you felt this scared after it. 

Before you could comprehend Yeonjun’s reaction to your confession, the feeling of something cold and sticky being poured over you made you scream in shock.

Your mouth was hung open in shock as you turned around to see who the culprit was. It was the same girl with cherry red hair who had kissed Yeonjun on the cheek before. You scoffed in anger, “What the fuck was that for?”  

She crossed her arms with a stupid smirk painted onto her face. “You were shamelessly flirting with my boyfriend, I obviously had to do something.” You were about to retort but Yeonjun beat you to it. “Lena we broke up a week ago, can you stop doing things like this! I’m so sick of you.” 

Lena just chuckled and shook her head frantically. Pushing you out of the way, she walked up to Yeonjun and cupped his cheeks with her manicured hands. “No baby, we’re just going through a bad time. We’re still very much in love with each other.” 

Letting out a tired sigh, he pushed her hands away from his face. “Stop being so delusional.” He looked towards you with an apologetic gaze, “Why would you pour your drink over her? She’s like a sister to me. That’s not acceptable..”

Ouch

This was worse than getting friendzoned, he sister zoned you. That too right in front of his ex. After you confessed your feelings for him. You tuned out the rest of his words as anger bubbled up inside you. You knew you were not as delusional as the mosquito of a girl in front of you. Yeonjun has reciprocated your advances sometimes and has even initiated flirting with you. Then why would he say all that?

A warm hand clasped around your forearm that was now sticky from the soda that was poured over you. Taehyun pulled you towards him gently with a concerned look on his face. “Are you okay Y/n? Do you want to leave?” Your face softened at his genuine concern. 

A mischievous glint appeared in your eyes as you decided on what you were going to do. “Give me five minutes Taehyun, I'm going to make sure someone pays for ruining my dress.” Taehyun’s eyebrows raised as he understood what you were about to do. 

You moved towards Lena who was still yapping about how much she loved Yeonjun, and tapped her shoulder. She pushed her tongue against her cheek when she realised it was you, “What?”

Giving her a condescending smile you motioned towards your outfit that was drenched in the sticky soda. “You’re going to have to pay for the damage you did.” Lena scoffed in disbelief, “And what makes you think I’ll do that? Get lost, don’t waste my time.” She waved you off and turned back to Yeonjun. Even though it was against your morals to fight with someone weaker than you, you were not going to be civil with her anymore.

Grabbing a fistful of her obnoxious bright red hair, you yanked her towards you making her yelp in pain. Turning her around, you repeated yourself, “Are you going to pay or not?” 

She looked at you with a crazed look in her eyes. “Of course not you psycho.” She punched you weakly on the jaw making everyone around you gasp in shock. 

“You started this”, shrugging you let go of her hair and punched her smack on the nose, making her stumble backwards. A loud crack resonated throughout the room. Lena shrieked in pain as her hands became red from trying to stop her nose from bleeding. One of her fake eyelashes(which was about half the length of your fingers) had fallen onto the floor due to the impact of your punch. 

You pouted mockingly, “I guess you’ll have to get a nose job again.”

Wiping away the blood from her face she charged at you with her fist ready to strike, but you easily grabbed her arm making her stagger to stop. You twisted her arm around till it was painfully bent behind her back. She whimpered in pain and tapped on your arm. “Ow please, that hurts.” You scoffed, “This is nothing, I can do much worse if I want.” 

She looked up at Yeonjun with pleading eyes, “Y-yeonjun please stop this psychotic bi-” You tightened your grip on her arm making her groan out in pain. Yeonjun paid no heed to her words, in fact he was watching the entire scene play out with an amused look on his face. 

You looked to your left and tilted your head at Taehyun, silently asking him what to do next. He was watching you with a proud smile and nodded his head signalling you to do what you wanted. You gave him a thumbs up and returned back to your situation.

You gave her a firm kick to her shin, making her fall on her knees. She raised her free hand in defeat, “Okay okay I’ll pay you for the drycleaning I promise!” You huffed loudly and left her arm causing her to completely collapse on the floor. You nodded towards Yeonjun with a blank face. “You’re going to leave him alone as well.” She squeaked out a yes, handed you a fifty dollar bill and scurried away, probably leaving the party.

Everyone else cheered loudly for you for standing up to her. You grinned and jogged over to Taheyun and grabbed his hand, “How did I do?” 

His eyes held affection as he looked you over. “Awesome.” That one word of praise cheered you up instantly, much better than any amount of ice cream would have.

You both were just about to leave the driveway of Jake’s house when the shout of your name made you both halt. You turned to see none other than Yeonjun jog towards you with a set of keys in his hands. He held them out to you and looked at you with an unreadable expression, “I think you dropped your keys behind.” Your eyes widened and you grabbed them from him, thanking him in a small voice. 

He stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked you up and down, the action making Taehyun’s grip on your hand tighten. “You were really cool back there. I’m glad I got to see you in action.” You hummed, not knowing what to say. Can he not read the room? It felt so awkward to even look at him anymore. 

He cleared his throat and his confident persona dropped for a minute as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “Actually, what I said back there about you being like my sister.” Your head shot up at his words. “I didn’t mean any of that.” He looked at his feet. “I only said that to get Lena off your back, but if I knew you would’ve taken care of it yourself I never would have done that”, he trailed off in his sentence.

Taehyun’s voice cut through the tense atmosphere, making you feel relieved as he questioned what you weren’t able to, “Cut to the chase.” Yeonjun ignored him and looked directly into your eyes. “Well I don’t exactly have feelings for you right now, but I really want to make it up to you. You’re a really cool person” He stepped closer towards you, “I want to take you out for dinner this Sunday.”

You could almost feel the anger radiate off Taehyun as he spat out his next words, “Did you start finding her cool only because she beat your psycho ex girlfriend up.” He scoffed, “You don’t owe her a favour, she did what was right.” Your shoulders slumped at his words, is that how he actually felt?

Yeonjun rolled his eyes, “Please don’t bring your jealousy into the middle of all this. Y/n can make her own decisions.” Both the boys looked at you intently, waiting for you to make your decision. The urge to crawl in a hole and live there forever was extremely strong right now. You really couldn’t handle the pressure. Wanting the best of both worlds, you said the first thing that came up to you.

“I’m okay with the dinner.” Yeonjun’s face brightened up in victory whilst Taehyun dropped his hand from yours in defeat. 

Why was he so upset about it now? It’s not like you were going on a date with Yeonjun, he made it very clear he doesn’t like you. And why were you so adamant on making sure Taheyun understood that? You can’t deal with all this romance shit.

Being born as a dolphin would’ve been so much better.

It was the day of the _date?_ dinner and you were currently lacing up your doc martens on your front porch. You had decided to wear a black skirt with a white top and a dark brown coat since it was raining today so it was a bit chilly outside, even though it was the middle of summer. You had only just finished wearing your shoes when your phone started ringing, indicating a video call from Danielle. You furrowed your brows and picked it up, “Hello-”

“Y/n you absolute moron!” she screamed from the other side making you flinch. 

“What happened? Since when did you start insulting me, Taehyun was enough-”

“This is about him! How could you be so heartless?”, she cut you off once again. You frowned, what did you do to him? 

“Stop making that face, you look like a pug.” She rolled her eyes, “Why are you going out with Yeonjun today?”

Oh so this is what this is about.

You shook your head, “It’s not really a date, he just wanted to take me out to dinner.” Danielle's lips formed into a thin line at that. “You mean my brother, who’s basically a casanova, is taking you out to a casual dinner?” She shook her head disapprovingly, “I didn’t think you could be so clueless. 

You squinted at her in confusion, “Just tell me what you want to. Don’t beat around the bush. There’s no time for that, he’ll be here any moment.”

Pinching her nose in frustration, she let out a deep breath. “Taehyun told me the full story of what happened at the party since someone else forgot to.” You gave her a guilty smile at that. Danielle caught a horrible flu a few days ago, so you didn’t really get the time to update her on all this.

“He likes you Y/n. He’s been hopelessly in love with you since the past five years.” Your jaw hung open at that. There’s no way your suspicions were right. Taehyun actually liked you? You felt gooey and warm like a freshly baked brownie right now. You could feel the heat spread through your entire body at the idea of Taehyun liking you.

“Close your mouth Y/n, I can see your internal organs.” You really wanted to slap her right now because her sarcastic commentary really wasn't helping you with the whirlwind of emotions you were going through. 

You let out a deep sigh, “I really don’t know Danielle. I feel so happy and excited at the thought of that? But also kind of scared. He’s my best friend, you know, I don’t want to mess things up.” 

She shook her head at you with pity, “It’s too late for that, you already did.”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you kidding me?”, she scoffed. “Taehyun is competing in the interstate Taekwondo championship today!” You stood up from your seat in horror, “What! Why didn’t you tell me before?” 

She wiped her runny nose into her tissue and glared at you, “You’re his closest friend, I didn’t think you would forget something so important.” She sighed, “I can’t attend the fight because of my cold, but you should.” 

The honk of a car horn made you look in front to see Yeonjun waving at you. You mirrored his actions and looked back into your phone. “There’s still time till the fight right?”

She nodded, “It starts in thirty minutes.” Muttering a ‘shit’, you thanked her for giving you a reality check. She only nodded and coughed into her tissue once again, “It’s up to you to pick between your amazing and sincere best friend or my brother who’s probably only interested in you for your fighting skills.” Nodding solemnly you cut the call and stuffed your phone into your sidebag. By then, Yeonjun had walked up to your doorstep with an umbrella in his hand. 

“Are you ready to go?”

Your hands were set on your lap as you watched the rain fall outside of the car window. You were sitting in a rather rigid manner on your seat as you listened to Yeonjun blabber about some olympiads he had won medals for. You felt bad because you weren’t paying any attention to what he was saying. You couldn't get Taehyun off of your mind. 

The warmth he made you feel everytime he smiled and when the dimple on his right cheek showed. The way your heart fluttered when you watched him execute taekwondo moves with perfection and the way his face lit up with joy each time he was successful. The butterflies that swarmed your stomach every time you hugged him or held his hand. All of this, you had been brushing them away for so long thinking that this was a normal thing for friends. There was no way you could be more than that. But now realisation seemed to dawn upon you, you had been in love with him all along, perhaps even longer than he has been. 

Looking next to you, you observed Yeonjun. He still made you feel nervous and excited, but you realised that this was a different kind of feeling. The kind you feel when you receive updates from your favourite celebrity. It was nothing more than a schoolgirl crush, the one where he was just good eye candy to admire. He didn’t make you feel the comfort and love you felt with Taehyun. And you didn’t feel the same way about him either.

You have to see Taehyun, right now

Shuffling through your bag for your phone, you frantically checked the time. You still had fifteen more minutes to go before his match started.

“Yeonjun can you please take me to X stadium instead? I’m so sorry, but I can’t have dinner with you today, I have to go.”

Yeonjun frowned, “What happened all of a sudden? Is it that urgent?”

“Yes it is, please turn the car around.”

He nodded, still confused. He was about to question you but stopped when he saw you hold up your phone to your ear, trying to call Taehyun so you could tell him you were coming to his match. He received missed calls after missed calls from you, but he didn’t pick up any. His phone was probably with the coach.

Soon, Yeonjun stopped the car at a red light right across the stadium. You asked him to unlock the car door and thanked him for the ride. His eyes widened, “Are you going to walk in the rain? It’ll just take me five more minutes to make a U-turn.” You shook your head, “There’s no time for that, I’ll miss Taehyun-”

“You’re going to see Taehyun?”

“Yes, I’m sorry for leaving you like this but I can’t miss out on his match. I forgot about it till today.” you sighed, “I also need to tell him something.” You breathed out in frustration when Yeonjun just stared at you blankly, not complying to your request. Reaching over him you turned off the door locks. You had just stepped one leg out when he stopped you by grabbing your wrist. 

“I thought you liked me.” you looked at him with surprise. What is he playing at? Judging by the pissed off expression on his face you could conclude that he was jealous because you were ditching him for his rival. 

You gave him a small smile, “I was wrong.” 

Slamming the car door shut, you dashed off into the rain and crossed the road towards the stadium entrance. You always found the main leads in movies crazy to be running in the heavy rain towards their lover, but you finally understood their situation today. A stupid smile was graced upon your features and you couldn’t wait to tell Taehyun everything you felt about him.

Upon entering the stadium, you immediately ran towards the direction of the changing rooms and were met with your coach standing in front of it. His eyes widened momentarily upon seeing you all soaked.

“Y/n you’re here? What hap-”

“Is Taehyun inside?”, desperation laced your voice as you questioned him. He nodded, “Yes, but he has to be out soon-”

You cut him off once again by thanking him and entered the room behind him. The slam of a door being shut, startled the man standing in front of you, making him drop the water bottle he was holding. He faced you with eyes as wide as saucers, clearly not expecting to see you here.

“You came? But what about your dinner?” 

You paced towards him and smacked his shoulder, “Screw that, why didn’t you remind me of your match even if I forgot?” he winced as you whacked him once again, “You know this is equally important to me as much as it is to you!”

He caught your hand when you were going to hit him again. “I didn’t want to disturb your date, I know how badly you want to be with him.” he tried to mask the hurt on his face but you could see it in his eyes. “This is just one match, I would have told you the results anyways, you didn’t have to-”

You cut him off by grabbing the collar of his white uniform and smashing your lips onto his. Taehyun froze for a few seconds but then slowly closed his eyes and cupped your face as he kissed you back. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and moved his lips with more fervour. The kiss soon turned messy and heated as you both let out your years of pent up feeling you couldn’t say. His lips were cushiony soft and tasted like vanilla and peppermint. Your brain felt like it turned to mush as you moved your lips against his addictive ones. Damn, if you knew he was such a good kisser, you would’ve asked him out yourself long ago.

Your knees were about to give out from the intensity of the kiss, so he wrapped one of his hands around your waist and pulled you flush against him. When you felt like you couldn’t breathe anymore you pushed him by his chest away slightly, but he only chased your lips for more, muffling the squeal that came out from you with his lips. He pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth, then your nose, your cheeks and continued to pepper kisses all over your face, making you giggle in glee. He pulled away and held your face as if you were the most precious gem in the world. You felt your cheeks heat up as you looked at his lips which were swollen and glossy from kissing. 

“I like you so so much Y/n”, His cheeks bunched up and his eyes crinkle at the corners from smiling so happily. 

You kissed the dimple that appeared on his right cheek and grinned at him.

“I like you a lot, too pretty boy.”

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˚ · .𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱

‧₊˚ ⋅ hurt — nishimura riki ‧ ˚₊‧

synopsis you hated niki. he hated you. despite your ongoing rivalry, your recent arm injury seems to have had an unexpected effect on your so-called enemy. rather than making fun of your injury, he's shown a surprising twist of kindness by wanting to draw on your cast instead.

pairing rival!niki x fem!reader genre fluff, e2ls, hs au !

warnings profanity, injury, just niki and reader being a bickering mess !! typical rival things

featuring danielle newjeans jungwon enhypen wc 2303 !

note first enha work !! first time on blr and i think i’m getting a hang of it.. took too much time figuring out everything though 😵‍💫. i guess this happens when you’re bored (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝) anyhow, i just think niki fits e2ls !! also i think he fits this cute idea i was thinking about so why not combine the two ?? might also create a part 2 to this !!

"Wow, two whole months for it to heal? I’m sure it hurt, didn’t it?" Danielle exclaimed, her expression filled with shock as she glanced from your cast to your face. The two of you were seated next to each other during your first period, giving her a chance to closely examine your injury.

"Yeah," you replied with a touch of sarcasm, a sigh escaping your lips as you gazed at the plain, white cast encasing your arm. "Just the sort of thing that can happen when you take up a part-time job at a convenience store. But, my doctor assured me it's not too serious, so this arm should be back to its usual self soon!" You lightly tapped your arm with your free hand, showing her that you’re completely fine.

"Well, it's still frustrating to have to let it heal for that long," she pouted, receiving a light chuckle from you. Extending your uninjured arm, you gently held her hand, offering her a soft smile. "Don't worry, Danielle. Two months will fly by."

You were truly grateful for a friend like Danielle, who consistently showed concern for your well-being. It made you wonder why your life couldn't be filled with people like her instead of people like him. But no, the universe had different plans and had given you Niki, your classmate, or rather your enemy.

This rivalry with Niki had its roots all the way back to elementary school, and due to both of your stubbornness, it had been brought into your high school years. Poor Danielle found herself caught in this mess, being friends with both of you. You did feel bad for involving her, but the blame fell largely on Niki, who seemed to exist solely to get under your skin.

"Does... you-know-who... know about your injury? You guys walk to and from here together," Danielle hesitated, bringing up him in the conversation cautiously. You shook your head and replied, "No, not as far as I know. I actually left a bit early today—oh no."

Your hand instinctively moved to your forehead, the beginnings of a headache forming from the thought. Danielle let out a small gasp, concern evident in her expression. "What's wrong, YN? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine—wait, no, I'm not!"

"Why? What's the matter?"

"It's Niki! I just remembered that he's probably going to make fun of my injury for the entire two months." You slumped in your chair, already envisioning the scenarios in your mind. "That asshole."

“You actually got me worried!”

"Sorry, but this is something you should be worried about! Niki's constant teasing might be the end of me!"

"YN, you'll handle it. You both argue every day, anyway," Danielle said with a dismissive tone, not fully grasping how serious the issue felt to you. After all, Niki having another reason to mock you during class was far from trivial.

You sighed, realizing that you really wished for your arm to heal as quickly as possible.

In what seemed like no time at all, the second period arrived—a bit faster than usual. You hurried into the classroom, aiming to get into your seat promptly. But there was no use of that if he’s your seatmate! Just why couldn’t it be Danielle? You silently cursed your teacher for arranging the seating this way. More people started filling the classroom, and Niki’s unmistakable blonde hair caught your attention — he was walking your way.

His gaze fixed strangely on your arm as you withdrew it from the desk, letting it hang at your side. You deliberately avoided meeting his eyes, unwilling to deal with his presence at the moment. The scrape of his chair against the floor caught your ear, prompting you to take a deep breath. "Already pissed?" His voice carried a teasing tone, and you could practically feel the smirk in his words, causing you to roll your eyes.

“Aw, you got my routine down already?” You scoffed, placing your notebook on your desk. You were determined to shut out his annoying voice, but of course, life had other plans. "Seems like it. Just call it the Niki effect, I guess."

"Yeah, a real heartwarming effect," you replied monotonously, your attention shifting to the front of the classroom. In the corner of your eye, you could see him take out a notebook as well. You silently hoped he'd simply focus on his work and not pay attention to you, though it seemed he had different intentions.

“What’s up with your arm?” he points at your injured arm with his pencil. Now that made you wish you could snap that pencil in half. Nonetheless, you managed to maintain your composure, or at least tried to, as you responded calmly. "Oh, you know, just your typical arm-breaking experience. Nothing major—just a cozy two-month wait for it to return to normal."

"I didn't need a breakdown of your recovery process, but I suppose thank you for letting me know,” Niki remarked, adjusting his seat position. "Wouldn't expect any less from someone like you."

Holding onto your pencil, the pressure of it snapped its lead, and you clenched your teeth in frustration. "Do you ever know when to just keep your mouth shut?" you retorted, your tone edged with irritation.

"It's one of my finer qualities—maybe you should catch up," he shot back, a hint of amusement evident in his voice.

"Sure thing. Just do me a favor and stay quiet for two months, will you?"

He raised an eyebrow. "And what's in it for me?"

"Me sparing you from my rude remarks—just not like what you're doing right now."

“Can’t make any promises,” He dragged the last word, making you sigh. He smiled slightly, knowing he knew exactly how to piss you off.

The bell rang, and relief washed over you like a wave. Hastily gathering your belongings, you were so focused on getting out of the classroom that you failed to notice Niki's gaze on you. Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you headed toward Danielle. Unknown to you, Niki's attention lingered, a subconscious concern for your well-being flickering in his mind.

"Niki? Niki!" Jungwon tapped him on the shoulder, causing Niki to start slightly. Wait, what was he doing just now? Before he could analyze his actions, Jungwon pulled him from his thoughts. "You seemed out of it for a bit. Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I spaced out for a second. Let's not miss our third period, alright?" Niki hurriedly packed his things, walking alongside Jungwon, his earlier behavior still puzzling him.

Niki's earlier slip-up had him lost in thought, and it continued especially during P.E. class. His eyes were drawn to you, sitting on the bleachers with a bored expression, casually observing the movement of the others. Then, unexpectedly, you excused yourself and headed toward the nurse's office. Niki found himself continuing to watch you, his focus on you more than anything else around.

"Hey, Niki!" A familiar voice brought his attention away from you, just in time to see a ball hurtling his way. He attempted to react, but the ball had already hit his arm. Wincing, he gripped his arm, a small crowd forming around him. Mr. Kim scolded him, and Niki nodded in acknowledgment—it was his fault for not paying attention.

“Take this pass and go get an ice pack,” Mr. Kim said, already finishing up the pass for him. At first, he contemplated declining, but then he remembered that you were in the nurse's office.

This was the fastest he ever grabbed a pass. His movements were swift as he exited the gym and quickly navigated the route to the nurse's office, hoping he could arrive before you left.

He knocked on the door, and a soft voice invited him in. Stepping inside, he found you seated in one of the chairs. Your surprise was evident as you looked at him, his hand resting on his left arm—the same one you had injured. He observed as he grabbed an ice pack before making his way over to where you were sitting.

In the row of chairs, he left a space between you, taking a seat. Your voice broke the silence, teasingly suggesting, "Starting to think you're obsessed with me." Niki couldn't help but scoff lightly as he settled in.

While you weren't exactly off the mark with your comment, admitting such a thing to you was out of the question. He waved off your words with a dismissive tone, "Me? Obsessed with you? Sure, as if."

A quiet pause settled between you both, and subtle glances were exchanged. Breaking the silence, you remarked, "Seems like you're about to join me, huh?"

He looked at you with confusion etched on his face, only to glance down at his arm and yours—both injured in the same spot. Niki couldn't help but chuckle softly, acknowledging that you were right. "Well, not quite as bad as your situation."

"Shut up." Niki's laughter filled the air, and for the first time, you found his laugh endearing—a thought you quickly brushed off. You simply smiled at his boxy grin. Has his smile always been this charming?

Niki realized he had let his guard down, his throat clearing as he subtly corrected himself. He needed to maintain the distance he had always kept between you two—at least for now.

"What are you doing here?" you started to answer, but he interrupted himself, realizing his mistake. "I shouldn't have asked, I mean, look at your arm."

There was the Niki you still had so much hate for. "If I had both arms, I'd strangle you right here."

"But you can't."

"Yeah, thanks for the reminder, idiot—as if I wasn't already aware," you retorted, rising from your seat. He wouldn't be entirely honest if he didn't admit part of him wanted you to leave. It was strange, but he always felt a certain oddness when you weren't nearby. "Can't wait for you to make jokes about my injured arm at every given opportunity."

Your words sparked an idea in him, and as you turned to leave, he was already formulating a plan — his way of getting closer to you than before.

That's exactly what he did. Every chance he got to be near you, he seized it. His motives remained a mystery – was his plan to push you further away? If so, it was definitely working, as he managed to piss you off with every passing moment. Niki couldn't forget the way you clenched your teeth and let out exasperated sighs whenever he was around. He acknowledged he was being a nuisance, but was there really any other choice?

Could he just flip a switch and suddenly be friendly? That would be too suspicious, wouldn't it? Still, there was an inner push for him to say something decent for once.

And now, here he was, sitting beside you, gazing at your plain cast. Two weeks had already gone by – why hadn't anyone doodled on it yet? He hesitated before gently tapping your arm, causing you to look at him, your expression vacant. You were ready for him to bring up your arm again, almost as if you expected him to repeat his hurtful comments again.

“What? I swear if you make fun of my arm–”

"Can I draw on your cast?" He uttered the words, seemingly without a second thought, catching you completely off guard. Why this sudden change? Could he possibly be planning to write something embarrassing? Then again, your cast did look rather dull, almost too depressing to glance at. But, you still had your doubts.

“What? What if you draw something weird–”

“Come on, I’m not that terrible of a person.”

“Literally who do you think you are–”

“I’m your classmate, loser. Think I can’t be nice for once?” His words left you stunned, and you watched him retrieve a sharpie from his bag. He uncapped it, motioning for your arm to move closer to him. However, you found yourself hesitating, which prompted him to raise an eyebrow ever so slightly. "May I?" he asked.

You didn’t know what went through his head, and yours too! Before you knew it, you were extending your arm to him, watching as he concentrated on writing and drawing on your cast. He held it gently, clearly being cautious not to cause you any discomfort. You were undeniably intrigued by his actions, even though his presence was obstructing your view – not that you cared anyways.

Soon, he finished, closing the lid to his marker. The bell rang, almost as if on cue, causing him to hurry out of the classroom. It was as if the roles swapped, he was now the one rushing out quickly. His abrupt exit left you wondering – why was he so nervous? He didn’t know either, maybe he was suddenly being nice with his rival.

As you finally glanced at your cast, your eyes fell on the words he had written: "Hope you heal quickly, loser." Right beside the message was a small drawing of Shin-chan sticking his tongue out. This time you found yourself breaking into a smile, rather than being irritated.

"So you're telling me I could have been writing about your cast this whole time?" Danielle exclaims, her eyes fixed on the doodles now on your cast. She stops, examining the drawings more closely. "Hold on, isn't that Niki's handwriting?" Without giving you a chance to explain, Danielle is already teasing you mercilessly.

You knew you couldn’t argue back with her. After all, how could you explain the decision to let your rival draw on your cast? You gazed at the doodles once more, finding yourself involuntarily breaking into a small smile. Maybe, just maybe, you'd allow him to draw on your cast again.

Yeah, you were totally out of it.

(not so) successful break in — lee heeseung fanfic ☆⋆｡𖦹

synopsis trying to sneak into your best friend's room seemed like a terrible idea from the start. little did you know that instead of being in her room, you would find yourself face to face with her actual brother in his own room.

pairing bsf-brother!heeseung x fem!reader

genre technically strangers 2 lovers 🧐?, crack, fluff

warnings profanity, a break in, petname (pretty) wc 1K+ (1124)

note first heeseung fic yay !! took a break from hurt fic and this is what i ended up doing 😚 this is for my amazing friend who suggested for me to write heeseung as your bsfs brother 🥹 i really hope you like reading this (´｡• ᵕ •｡`)

"I can't believe this – why can't I just use the front door?" you grumbled into your phone while adjusting the ladder against what you believed to be your best friend's bedroom window. After inserting your earbuds, you stashed your phone in your bag, ensuring it was secure on your shoulder.

Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, filled with exasperation. "I'm telling you, my brother is one nosy little fucker! He'd interrogate you like there's no tomorrow, especially about all those snacks you brought for me!" You winced at the sudden increase in volume. "I think you’d understand if you ever met him."

"How come I've never seen him?" you asked as you climbed the ladder, inching closer to the window.

Jieun's voice responded, growing fainter as she moved away from her phone. "He's usually not home whenever you decide to visit. But today, he's here because our parents are away, so this is the only option."

You paused your ascent. "What are you doing?"

"Just downstairs, cleaning out some stuff," she replied.

You sighed, realizing the dilemma. "Hey, how am I supposed to enter your room if you're not looking out your window?"

Jieun's reassurance came through, "My windows unlocked; you'll be fine."

Reaching the window, you attempted to lift it, and to your surprise, it swung open easily as Jieun had said. You climbed through and found yourself in her room, snacks in hand. Glancing around, you noticed some significant changes, the most noticeable being the rearranged furniture. Her drawers were now on the left side, not the right, and the bed was closer to the wall.

"Hey, you've really changed your room a lot!" You wandered around, taking in the alterations. Your eyes landed on a cologne bottle on one of the nightstands, and you examined it closely. "Jieun, have you had some mystery guy over in your room?"

Jieun's voice came through the earbuds, alarmed. "What the hell do you mean?"

"Then what's this cologne doing in your room?"

"What cologne? I don't have—oh my fucking god. YN, did you break into my brother's room?!" Your heart sank as you began to realize the truth: you hadn't entered Jieun's room, but her brother's, someone you had yet to meet.

"Oh my god."

"Quick, YN, get out of there! He's probably not there right now, so you might as well make a run for it!" Jieun urged, but she seemed to remain where she was. You hurried to the door, but just as you reached for the doorknob, it turned, freezing you in place.

There, at the entrance, stood a tall guy with a white towel loosely on top of his head. You were staring right at Jieun's older brother. He was undeniably handsome, and your feet felt like they were glued to the floor as he reacted to the unexpected sight of you. Questions raced through his mind: Why was there a girl in his room? Who were you?

"Before I freak out, what are you doing in my room?" he asked calmly, though clearly bewildered.

"I'm just here for Jieun—I'm Jieun's best friend, in case that wasn't clear. I know you must be wondering how I got here, but I thought it was her room. When I realized it wasn't, I was about to leave. So, this is, um, our first encounter," you stammered, your eyes darting from his gaze to the floor. You couldn't help but feel like you were making a complete fool of yourself.

"Nobody was at the front door, though—oh. Did you happen to break in?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"What—no! What makes you think that—"

"My window is not closed all the way," you cursed under your breath, realizing your mistake. "Ah, my sister must not have wanted me to see you come over, is it?"

You stammered, caught off guard. "I—Um, well, yeah. Basically that." You couldn't help but wonder where Jieun was and why she hadn't appeared to rescue you from this increasingly tense and awkward situation.

"You must have left the ladder outside the house then," Jieun's brother sighed, glancing towards the window while continuing to rub the towel through his wet hair. You couldn't help but steal occasional glances at him, quickly averting your eyes whenever you caught his gaze.

He let out a small chuckle, and you couldn't help but think it was a charming laugh. But no, you scolded yourself, this was supposed to be an embarrassing first meeting.

Interrupting your thoughts, he said, "I'll go get the ladder outside. Just... just use the front door instead, yeah?" Your face flushed as you nodded, your grip on the plastic bag of snacks tightening. It seemed like he was noticing every little thing you did.

"Oh, that's my favorite snack," he pointed at a snack peeking out of the bag. Reaching for it, he took it out, locking eyes with you once more. "I'll take this as my reward, how about that?"

With a flustered demeanor, you simply nodded in agreement, unable to find your voice. His soft smile only intensified your embarrassment. Your cheeks were undoubtedly a deep shade of red.

As he prepared to leave the room to retrieve the ladder, he introduced himself, "Lee Heeseung."

Your eyebrow raised slightly at the unexpected introduction.

"My name is Lee Heeseung. How about yours, pretty?" Your heart did a little somersault at that moment. Heeseung, you made a mental note to remember that name.

"LN YN..."

"Pretty name. Well, I'll leave now. Hope to see you around soon, pretty," he said with a smirk before exiting the room, leaving you utterly flabbergasted by the sudden nickname. Did your best friend's brother just call you pretty?

"Did my brother just flirt with you?" Jieun asked, her voice tinged with curiosity. As you exited the room, you finally spotted her, rushing up the stairs. She had hung up the phone now that she was face to face with you. You realized that you had forgotten to end the call.

"No... you must have misheard," you tried to lie, attempting to brush off the encounter.

"Hmm, I'm not that dumb. Oh my God, did he really take my favorite snack?" Jieun frowned as she peered into your bag, searching for the missing treat. "Why didn't you stop him?"

You shrugged, still slightly dazed by the recent interaction. "He was kind of, um, charming. It just happened, I guess."

"You think my brother's fine?" she said, which you realize you blurted that out. You quickly cover your mouth, shaking your head to convey that you hadn't meant to say it. Jieun chuckled, linking her arm with yours as the two of you walked towards her room.

"Hey, I don't mind. You guys don't have a huge age gap anyway, just a year," Jieun pointed out. It seemed like she had another fact about Heeseung to share. "And plus, he seems to take an interest in you, so I won't stop him or you. Just know I'm your number one."

You smiled at her and nodded, saying, "Always."

With Jieun's approval, maybe there was a chance for something between you and Heeseung. However, you couldn't help but wonder if it was too early to get your hopes up. Still, you decided to believe in your best friend's words and, perhaps, in Heeseung's intentions too.