Expeditious Cupid

You're so beautiful, and don't you know it. You make art look so plain, i hope you know how beautiful you are.

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High School!Haechan

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When Haechan strutted into Chinese class with his hands in his pockets, earbuds shoved in, and backpack hanging off one shoulder, you had a terrible urge to smack him. Mina, one of the most popular girls in the class, immediately stood up and flocked around him with her friends. 

A chorus of “Here I’ll help you!” and “I can do it, I’m good at it!” flooded the previously quiet room as the girls made grabs at Haechan, who calmly and politely refused their offers. He glided to the window where you were, swinging his backpack onto the ground and plopped into the desk beside you. You groaned in (half) mock disgust. 

“Are you kidding me right now?” 

Haechan only smiled goofily at you, and you knew he was trying his best not to start laughing. He popped his earbuds out and draped them across the back of his neck, the buds dangling from his shoulder.

“As much as I hate AirPods, I swear to god they’re meant for you.” 

He merely shrugged “You wanna buy them for me? You know I don’t have the money for them.”

“You know I don’t have money for them either! If I had money, do you think I would still have my LG phone? Do you know how hard it is to find a cute phone case? I have to spend a solid hour browsing through shady eBay listings!” As you rambled, Haechan scooted his desk so that his bumped against yours, returning his gaze back to you when he felt settled. Completely disregarding your mini-rant, he whined. “Fix it for me, please.”

You crossed your arms against your chest and huffed. What kind of game was he playing? “No. So many people offered and you turned them down, I’m not about to fix it for you.”

“Ah Y/N! Come on, please~” He continued to make baby noises at you and pout profusely. You quickly scanned the room and saw a significant portion of your classmates either glaring at you or gaping at Haechan. When he wouldn’t let up, you snatched his earbuds from where they laid and set them on your desk. 

He always did this. Mostly because he wanted your attention, and also because he liked it when you helped him. It made him feel like you cared about him. So every few months, he would knot the wires of his earbuds so messily that it reduced the length of them by half, and then proceed to beg you to untie them for him. And here you were, once again, hunched over the tangled mass trying to carefully dissect the clump. 

“Literally anyone else could’ve done this and it would’ve produced the same result,” you complained. 

“That’s not true. You’re the only person who won’t break them when you untangle.”

Haechan watched you work, your fingers moving skillfully due to all the previous times he came to you with the same task. He liked how your hair would fall from your ear and brush against your nose, and how you would then let out a huff of air to push it away. He liked how you would start with your head bent over the desk and then slowly straighten, bringing the earbuds to your face rather than your face to the earbuds. And he liked how every time you finish untangling it, you would grab his phone and plug them in to make sure the wiring was still intact in each ear. 

You put the buds into your own ears and hit play, not caring what was on. Although you were kind of curious today since Haechan was sporting his resting bitch face as he came in today. Expecting some kind of badass rap, you were surprised to hear jazzy piano and a male voice. 

You’re just too good to be true

Can’t take my eyes off you

You’d be like heaven to touch

I want to hold you so much

“What is this?” you asked, popping one earbud out so that you could hear his reply. He raised an eyebrow and frowned, trying to remember. The music continued to stream into your ear, and you were a little surprised by the lyrics.

I love you baby

And if it’s quite alright

I need you baby

Through all the lonely nights

“Haechan this song is so unlike you,” you mused. The lyrics came to you in fragments, as you were only paying attention half of the time. You opened his Spotify and read the title out loud. “Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You, Max Von Essen.”

Oh pretty baby

Haechan’s eyes widened in alarm. The tips of his ears started burning and he opened his mouth to explain, but couldn’t. How could he tell you that he was listening to it, with you on his mind? Sure, he was planning on confessing his feelings at some point but not now. It was too soon, too rushed, too spontaneous. He wasn’t ready. He doubted you were either. 

And let me love you

“Do you like it?” he asked instead. Your head started to sway to the song, fingers tapping the surface of the desk rhythmically. “Yeah, I do. Not my usual vibe, but it’s very sweet.”

You’re just too good to be true

Haechan picked up the other earbud, his fingers grasping the white plastic and bringing it to his ear. Maybe now was the time. It didn’t have to be a grandiose, fantastical promposal under the stars. As he listened to the lyrics with you, he made up his mind. 

Oh pretty baby

Now that I’ve found you stay

“You know,” he started, when the music faded away. “When I listen to this song I think of you.”

You cocked your head, confused. “Because of the sound? You know I don’t really listen to old music or jazzy stuff.” 

He shook his head, feeling flustered. Forcing himself to swallow his nerves, he looked straight into your eyes and smiled warmly. You’d never seen him so genuine before and felt butterflies stir in your stomach. “What then?”

“The lyrics. You’re too good to be true, I can’t take my eyes off of you.”

The corners of your lips twitched upwards. Was he saying what you think he’s saying?

He inhaled and started singing to you sweetly, serenading you. In awe, you pulled out the other earbud to give him your full attention. He slowed the song down as he sang, gracing you with his voice that you heard so rarely. Your heart bloomed and you felt an urge to kiss him but you knew that if you kissed him now, he would stop singing. His voice pulled you in and made you forget about the little trivialities, instead encouraging you to focus on only him. 

“I love you baby, and if it’s quite alright. I need you baby, through all the lonely nights”

I DONT ENCOURAGE SASAENG CULTURE BUT DANG KIM JUNGWOO BE LOOKING HELLA FINE WHILE SMOKING💀🔥🔥 I WILL NEVER SEE YOU PUPPY AGAIN. I LOVE YOU DONT WORRY NCTZEN BE EITHER CLOWN OR UNBOTHERED 💚

category is : arms 

let’s play pretend.

what if we’re in love? haha, just kidding… unless?

pairing :: na jaemin x reader genre :: fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 1,552 words warnings :: none playlist :: talk too much (coin) ⋆ face (woosung) ⋆ pretend (bad suns) ⋆ la belle femme (hunny) ⋆ love you like crazy (taeyeon) author’s note :: best f2l is the ultimate trope sorry i don’t make the rules

Persistent fratboys at parties are the absolute worst. Already early into the night, you find yourself unable to shake off the latest leech in all his snapback and rayban glory. Why is it that they never back off until you’re forced to lie about a significant other? If you’re lucky, they’ll stop there. It’s quite stupid how they’ll let you go only if you suddenly have a boyfriend, rather than simply understanding that you aren’t interested. Perhaps, they’re too scared to confront how undesirable they actually are.

Literally, nobody wants someone who owns salmon shorts and more button up shirts with palm trees than necessary. Never mind the fact that you’ve seen this guy participate in more forties at four than actually attend his classes sober if he even makes it to your shared A.I. ethics lecture at eight in the morning. And he’s wearing those god awful sperry boat shoes with no socks. Inwardly, you shiver.

Eyes flitting around, you desperately try to see if you can find any one of your friends nearby who can take you out of your misery, but Yeji and Yerim are already mixed in the drunken dancing crowd, and you can’t find Donghyuck or Jeno anywhere. Renjun had been standing with you prior, but he already went home a few minutes ago because he had midterms early tomorrow morning. However, perhaps Lady Luck understands your woes because you spot your best friend coming out of the kitchen.

You quickly grab his arm, pulling Jaemin over. “Sorry, I’m here with him already.”

“This is your boyfriend?” the guy asks skeptically, unabashedly staring at your friend in question.

“Yep. Yes, that’s him. My boyfriend. Love of my life. My other half. His name is Jaemin.”

Jaemin turns to look at you, somewhat confused. You try to send some sort of telepathic message to him, and to your relief, it seems that he understands when you shoot him a look of mixed panic and desperation.

“Yeah, that’s me. I’m the boyfriend. The super significant other.” He reconfirms your answer and returns the male’s stare, giving him an enthusiastic thumbs up.

Great. Nothing says “I love you” more than a common hand signal found on YouTube videos. Maybe you should tell fratboy to hit the subscribe button, too. Subscribe to see more daily mishaps in the life of Y/N and watch as she digs an even deeper hole for herself.

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pairings: eric sohn x female reader genre: baseball player!eric, college au, strangers to lovers,  summary: in which you are assigned to interview the unapproachable baseball team ace eric sohn, and things end up going sideways word count: 6.1k (did i get carried way with the concept? yes i did) requested: nope i literally have other requests from months ago that i should get to but i’ve been having writers block and i couldn’t write any of them without it sounding awful sooooo here we are!!! enjoy lol note: all of the boyz are the same age for the sake of the story. also, the start of the plot is based on rowoon’s episode of sf9’s drama click your heart. 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

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Despite being your best friend and normally having quite a warm personality, Chanhee was skeptical. “Alright,” he decided, drawing the word out and unfolding his arms. Chanhee sauntered over to where Changmin was standing and – after giving him a sharp elbow to the ribs – grabbed his clipboard, pretending to look for something to assign you. You could tell by the ways his eyes didn’t even skim the words that he already had something in mind for you. “If you’re so desperate to join the paper, then you can do the interview on Eric Sohn,” he stated, giving you a challenging look.

So much for him “going easy on you”, as he had said moments before the two of you entered the media room together.

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