#jooheon x reader

Summary: Jooheon tries to bake you a dessert. Why? Because he feels like he needs to.

—requested by Anonymous: “oh your writing is so good <3 i love it a lot esp your jealousy series ^^ would it be ok if you wrote something domestic for monsta x? like a house husband or smth concept lol, for whichever of the members ^^”

Author’s note: sorry this took so long! OTL

Words: 1.5k

Warnings: a tiny bit of angst that gets resolved immediately through communication because my soul is Allergic To Angst

*

One Friday evening, you look up from your work laptop and sniff the air. “Heony? Is something burning?”

There’s no response. Ominous.

You save your work, lock your computer and get up from your desk to investigate the burning smell.

It’s dark out; you didn’t realize how much time had passed since your last break. There seems to be some kind of noise coming from the kitchen, and you head there.

“Jooheon-ah, are you — ?” You round the corner and stop, surprised. “Oh, hi Kihyunie! When did you get here… what’s going on?”

Jooheon and Kihyun look up from whatever they’re doing with the oven, which, judging by their distressed expressions and the smell in the air, isn’t going very well. Jooheon’s in a squatting stance, holding the oven door open, while Kihyun seems to be trying to extract something with tongs and an oven mitt.

“Wait, nuna!” Jooheon stands and lets go of the oven door. “It’s not ready yet — ”

“Hey, don’t let go!” Kihyun yelps as he yanks his hands back just in time.

“Be careful, guys.” You enter the messy kitchen and reach for Kihyun’s hands. “You okay, Kihyun-ah?”

“Yeah,” he says sheepishly, letting you remove the oven mitt and inspect his hands. “Sorry, I should’ve said hi when I got here a while ago.”

“It’s okay, I was probably in a meeting anyway.” You pat his hands before letting go and moving to Jooheon’s side. “Heony, what’s going on?”

His bottom lip is starting to stick out. “This was supposed to be a surprise.”

“What’s ‘this’?” You crouch down to look into the oven door.

Jooheon tugs you back to your feet and tucks you into his side. “Wait! It’s not done yet.”

You can’t help smiling at his pout. “It kind of smells done, Jooheon-ah.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” Kihyun says, “um, we thought your skillet was oven-proof.”

“You… burned my skillet?”

“I’ll buy you a new one, nuna,” Jooheon says promptly.

You chuckle. “You don’t have to. Just tell me what you were trying to do.”

He squirms. “Nothing, really.”

“Nothing, really?” You raise an eyebrow, then turn to Kihyun. “Hey, Kiki, want to tell me what Jooheon called you over for?”

“Okay, fine.” Jooheon tugs you back to face him before Kihyun can answer. “I was trying to bake you a dessert, all right? Don’t laugh.”

“A dessert?” you repeat, surprised. “Why?”

He flushes a little and looks away. “You’ve been working overtime all week… I just wanted to do something for you while I’m home from tour.”

Wow. You’re touched. “Thank you, Heony.” You peck his cheek. “You know you don’t have to do anything for me, right? Just being here is enough.”

Shyly, he meets your eyes. “But I want to.”

Smiling, your heart full, you give him another kiss, this time on the lips. He responds eagerly enough that Kihyun decides to give a light cough to remind you of his presence.

You pull back from Jooheon and look round at Kihyun. “Right, so, you’re here to provide baking expertise, Kihyun-ah?”

“I didn’t know he wanted to bake,” he says immediately. “I mean, I’m an okay cook, but I’m not a baker. I wouldn’t have touched your pans if he hadn’t made me, nuna, honest.”

You laugh and pull free of Jooheon’s grip to go over to Kihyun. “Don’t worry, I’m not blaming you. Thanks for trying to help.” You pat his cheek, then take the oven mitt and put it on. “All right, let’s see what we’re working with here.”

The smell only worsens when you open the oven and reveal the sad remains of what looks like a brownie cake, which probably explains the cocoa powder dusted lightly over both Jooheon and Kihyun. Holding your nose, you gingerly pluck out the burned pan.

“The recipe said it was a ‘fool-proof’ skillet brownie,” Jooheon says mournfully. “And I even called hyeong for back-up.”

“Hey, I didn’t come over here to be called a fool,” Kihyun shoots back. “Why didn’t you pick something I can actually cook?”

“It was supposed to be special! Nothing you usually make is special.”

“Excuse you??”

“Okay, guys,” you interrupt, suppressing a laugh. “How about takeout for dinner? Sound good?”

*

At your insistence, Kihyun stays for dinner. It’s the least you can do after he’s helped out with Jooheon’s baking adventure. The two of them fill you in on the latest progress for Monsta X’s next comeback, and you laugh until you cry at the stories of their tour shenanigans. When Kihyun says it’s time for him to go, you see him off with a full stomach and fuller heart.

“You can come by anytime so long as you promise not to touch my oven,” you tell him, and he grins and says he’ll take you up on that.

You close the door and return to the kitchen to find Jooheon staring at your burned pan in the kitchen sink.

He looks up. “Let me buy you a new pan, nuna,” he says, eyes big. “Please?”

In the face of his adorable persistence, you can’t help but acquiesce. “All right, all right. You can whip out your card the next time I’m shopping for pans, okay?”

Jooheon smiles, eyes immediately disappearing, and surges forward to take your arm and tug you to the living room. “C’mon, let’s order one now.”

You laugh as he sits you down on the couch and hands you your laptop. “I meant the next time we go out shopping, Jooheon-ah.”

“But we don’t know when that’ll be.” His smile collapses back into a pout. “Why not just buy one now?”

“I should probably do some research first so I can get one that’s oven-proof next time,” you joke.

“No, but — ” He sits down beside you and pushes in close, slinging an arm along the sofa behind your back. “Who knows when you’ll need that kind of pan, right? It’s better to have one than none at all.”

You chuckle wryly. “Heony, I haven’t used that pan in a month. You know I cook even less than you do.”

“Butnuna.” Jooheon presses in closer, lips pursed in a tantalizing pout.

You can’t help stealing a quick kiss. “What is it, Heon-ah? Why do you want to buy me a pan so badly?”

“It’s not… I mean… ” He huffs out a breath. “I don’t want you to go shopping with my manager-hyeong again, okay?”

???

“EH?” you ask, boggling. “Shopping with your manager? When did I —”

“You know that one time!” Jooheon bursts out, sitting back. “When you came to see us after that radio schedule! You and Manager-hyeong had gotten the couple drink set from the bubble tea shop!”

“Couple drink set… ?” You rack your brain, and locate a faint memory of picking up bubble tea before heading to the radio broadcast station. “Heon-ah, I just wanted to try the specialty drink, and none of you guys drink bubble tea, so I gave your manager the extra, that’s all!”

“When Minhyuk-hyeong pointed it out, Manager-hyeong turned totally red!” Jooheon crosses his arms.

“Minhyukie was just joking around, trying to embarrass us on purpose. You know it didn’t mean anything.”

“Yeah, well, you’re mygirlfriend.We’re a couple.”

“Your manager-hyeong knows that.” You keep your tone soothing even though you kind of want to smile at his petulance. “I really just wanted to drink that specialty tea, honestly. You believe me, right?”

At that, Jooheon’s stiff posture softens, even though you can see him struggling to keep his expression stern. “Still,” he huffs, “I… want to be the one sharing those couple things with you. I want to do those kinds of couple things with you.”

“I get it, Jooheon-ah.” You lean in and give him a kiss. “We can, and we will, all right? We’ll do everything you want to do together.”

“…Yes.” He finally relaxes and returns your kiss warmly. When he breaks contact, he doesn’t go far, looking into your eyes. “I feel like we’re apart so often, nuna. I really wish I could make up all that time, fill in all that time to be the kind of couple we should be.”

Oh, Jooheon.

You cup his face in your hands. “There’s no should. We’ll be the kind of couple we want to be. Okay? Don’t feel like you have to make up anything. You know that’s not what I want from you.”

“I know,” he acknowledges softly. “I just… want to make sure we are. A couple, I mean. I want us to feel like we’re together.”

“Weare together. We’re together because we love each other, as we are. And that’s enough.” You look him in the eye. “Yes?”

He looks back at you steadily, then nods, once. “I love you,” he murmurs, and kisses you again.

“Love you too,” you whisper, in between kisses. “I love you, too.”

After a few minutes pass:

“So… can I buy you a pan now?”

*

monsta x / fake dating

warning:bullet points because it’s the only thing stopping me from writing 7 full-length fics. these are still long, though. lower-case intended.

requested by @sweeticeream​​.

↣shownu

• frankly, you probably didn’t know hyunwoo well enough to ask him this, but he was the only guy friend you had (even if you only knew him for a little less than 4 months)
• when you brought the idea of fake-dating up to him, he was very ?? about it
• why don’t you just date someone (him) for real?
• you regretted bringing this up as soon as you saw the confusion in his eyes
• so you went into a whole frenzy, trying to justify your decision to fake-date, all so you wouldn’t come off as crazy as you felt
• and after you started to explain it more, he got far too lost in the passion in your eyes, so he just said yes
• sure, he’ll pretend to be your date to this family event in exchange for good food and great company
• which meant home-made dishes and an endless stream of grandmothers, exclaiming “who’s this handsome young man?!” whenever he walked into the room with you
• it was a nice ego boost and he got to hold your hand the whole night, which was nice, too (because you had soft skin, that’s all, no other reason whatsoever)

• you weren’t worried about what would happen once the night ended because your family only got together once every decade
• but by a stroke of disaster, four of your cousins (some of them twice removed; you’d never even seen them before tonight) announced they were getting married later this year
• and, of course, they hoped you and hyunwoo would come to the wedding
• the two of you smiled and nodded and acted in love
• but as soon as the night ended, you told hyunwoo he didn’t have to come to any other event with you
• there was only so much food you could bribe him with before you started to feel awful for dragging him here
• but hyunwoo gave you a look and replied, completely seriously, “i don’t know what you’re talking about, i had a nice time tonight. your family’s great.”
• that definitely made you feel less terrible when you asked him, “so you wouldn’t mind going to one of those weddings with me as my fake-boyfriend?”
• you laughed as you said it, trying to make it seem more like a joke than a serious suggestion, so he wouldn’t feel bad about having to turn you down
• but hyunwoo didn’t feel bad in the slightest when he said, “oh, no. i wouldmind.”
• so, that was that, then
• “oh, well, it’s okay. i told you, you don’t have to go with me—”
• “i want to go with you as your actual boyfriend.”
• yeah, fuck it. he may not have been able to look at you as he said it, but he didn’t really see a point to fake-date you when really dating you seemed like a much better alternative

↣wonho

• it was supposed to be mutually beneficial for you both
• a classic let’s-pretend-to-date-to-make-our-exes-jealous plot
• and then somewhere along the way, hoseok kind of forgot that this was supposed to be all pretend?
• he’d keep on holding your hand even when it was just you two in the room
• or he’d still kiss your cheek when he stood up from the couch to grab something, even though there was no one to prove a point to
• and okay, at first, you didn’t realize there was anything wrong with that
• but then you ran into your ex without hoseok around, and he asked, “so where’s your boyfriend?”
• and you didn’t even care about the envy in his voice as you told him about how much hoseok had been working lately and how you hadn’t gotten to see him a lot
• and there it was
• the realization that you really cared more about spending time with hoseok than about making your ex jealous
• god, it was so awkward bringing this up to hoseok, though
• “so, hey, do you think it worked?” you asked him that same night once your conversation (sort of) turned to your exes
• he wasn’t following, “what do you mean?”
• cringing now, you tried to make this sound less childish, “well, you know. getting a reaction out of—”
• “oh,that.”
• silence
• honestly, for a minute there, you worried hoseok was about to say that it had worked and that he was back together with his ex now
• but then he just chuckled nervously and admitted, “honestly, i’ve kind of forgotten all about that.”
• oh, well okay, but what does that mean????
• your heart feels like it’s about to leap out of your chest as you wait for him to say something else
• something that would, hopefully, make the state of your relationship a little more clear
• but then hoseok just went, “so, how do you feel about ordering pizza tonight? my fridge is empty,” and that was it
• so, yeah, idk, i guess you’re dating for real now? ‍♀️

↣minhyuk

• honestly, this was supposed to be just a joke
• everyone always kept teasing you about how you spent so much time together, “it was time you started to date”
• so minhyuk finally just shrugged, took your hand in his, and declared, “we already are”
• it was mostly meant to make your friends uncomfortable
• like, okay, they couldn’t stop teasing you about how close you were? then you’ll show them just how much closer you could be
• but although your friends did squirm, and their teasing did turn into complaining within a few days of this
• you felt like you were the one who felt the weirdest
• because, fine, when it came down to it, maybe you did have a little crush on minhyuk
• it was barely there, though!
• you never even thought of it as a serious crush, you just found him attractive is all
• but then he was suddenly glued to your side, always touching, always smiling and glancing over at you
• and yeah, it’s definitely a crush now
• and thing is, this doesn’t feel fake!
• minhyuk went out of his way with the pda, all to make your friends cringe
• but did he really have to call and text you every night before going to sleep just to say goodnight and wish you sweet dreams??
• did he really have to remember every little thing that you’ve ever told him, even if you couldn’t remember saying it??
• alright, to be fair, minhyuk realized he didn’t need to do those things, he was just taking full advantage of his position as your fake-boyfriend
• and your friends’ teasing had not been baseless; clearly, there was something there between you and him
• so, somewhere along the way, the fake dating seamlessly morphed into serious dating
• your friends hadn’t even realized that “he’s my boyfriend” used to be a joke, but now you were no longer kidding
• except, at times, when minhyuk was using his boyfriend status as an excuse to drag you to a yet another dreadfully boring event with him
• he’d always use the boyfriend card
• “how can you say no to me, Your Boyfriend™??”
• and you’d always remind him, “well, technically, you never asked me out on a date, so i don’t know where you’re getting this from”
• he’d give you a look and a sarcastic laugh
• but he wasn’t too wounded by this because he was too busy wondering if you’d still say the same thing when he eventually used the “since i’m your boyfriend” technique to ask you to spend the rest of your life with him

↣kihyun

• okay, now, you weren’t supposed to start fake-dating
• you just happened to be standing next to each other at a party when the guy who was relentlessly hitting on you the entire night, walked by and did a double-take
• he stopped in front of you two, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and then said, very accusingly, “you should have told me you didn’t want to go on a date with me because you already had a boyfriend”
• (really, you didn’t want to go on a date with him because he was a disgusting pig, but whatever gets him through the night)
• and kihyun – who’s, really, more of a friend-of-a-friend than a boyfriend to you – was already opening his mouth to refute this
• until you grabbed his hand and whispered a hushed, “why don’t we let him believe that?”
• and you obviously didn’t mean that as a prank
• kihyun could tell from the look in your eyes that you needed this guy to finally get lost, you weren’t just joking around
• so he cleared his throat, got his hand out from your grip and placed it around your shoulders, bringing you closer
• and then he stuck his chin out at the guy, “yeah, she has a boyfriend.”
• partially cringing, you glared at the guy one more time – not that it did much; he was immune to all deadly looks – and he finally shrugged and walked away
• you thanked kihyun, apologized, stammered awkwardly for another minute, and walked away, hoping to simmer in mortification somewhere else
• preferably at a place where this cute boy, who just pretended to be your boyfriend, couldn’t see you
• but, not even fifteen minutes later, your friends were collectively hitting you on your shoulders and back, all yelling over each other
• you hunched over and took a few precautionary steps forwards to escape their assault, before giving them a bewildered look
• “what the hell happened????”
• finally, one of your friends gave you an explanation: “how dare you bring your boyfriend to the party and not introduce us?”
• you were still staring at your friends with wide eyes, and you were genuinely starting to worry about the contents of their cocktails because they knew you didn’t have a boyfriend
• “peoplejust overheard you reject some asshole because you were here with your boyfriend,” another friend said. “they saw you hugging.”
• oh. well
• “he wasn’t—i was just—”
• but you caught sight of the same asshole out of the corner of your eye, and, suddenly, you weren’t so sure if it was a good idea to admit to lying
• “yeah,” you ended up saying, a defeated sigh following shortly after. “he’s my boyfriend. i’ll introduce you later.”
• “why don’t you do it now?” a voice asked, nearly making you jump out of your skin
• kihyun – the king of showing up at the right place, at the right time – was smiling as he stood next to you
• your friends, of course, proceeded to pounce on you (that’s how they show love)
• and it took you another half an hour to get kihyun alone to ask him why, in the name of god, would he carry on pretending to be your boyfriend?
• and he’s been so composed the whole night, but suddenly he’s an awkward mess
• “i don’t know,” he admitted, “maybe that’s the only way i knew how to ask you out on a real date.”
• you both knew that there were many easier ways to do that, but you had to admit two things
• one, you kind of have no choice but to say yes now, since everyone already thinks you’re dating
• and two, the butterflies in your stomach have been rioting ever since kihyun introduced himself as your boyfriend that first time, so it would be good for your health to go on a real date with him. you know, to stop all the fluttering and the shaking of your heart

↣hyungwon

• hyungwon got you into the fake-dating mess by accident
• he’d been trying to impress his new manager because he felt like he really deserved a promotion
• but no matter what he did, the guy seemed to hate him
• and then one time during lunch, hyungwon happened to start a conversation about music, and he discovered that the manager was into the same indie band as he was
• he milked the hell out of this, mentioning every obscure song he could remember, and he could almost see the points he was gaining with the manager
• he even ended up being called up to his office at the end of the day
• “this will sound weird, but are you seeing anyone right now?” the manager asked
• hyungwon genuinely thought he gave off the wrong impression and even glanced at the sexual harassment awareness posters on the wall of the office
• but then the manager explained, “i have four tickets to the band’s concert this friday. we could go on a double-date.”
• and, because this was his promotion on the line, hyungwon stammered, “uh… yes, i am seeing someone… a concert sounds great.”
• cut to you getting a panicked phone call from hyungwon several hours later, demanding that you cancel your plans for friday night and pretend to be his girlfriend to impress his manager
• eh, you like the band anyway, and hyungwon was a good friend, even if you never really saw him romantically, so why not
• but, like in any classic rom-com, after spending the night exaggerating hyungwon’s positive qualities (in a subtle way, of course), you came to realize that, huh,maybe you did see him as a romantic interest? kind of? a little bit?
• it was just nice how he kept holding you all throughout the concert, so he wouldn’t lose you in the crowd of people
• and it was nice how he walked you home and checked on you even after his manager and his girlfriend had left the two of you alone
• and it was also nice—alright, fine, you had a proper crush on hyungwon now
• you assumed he’d done most of those things that night because he wanted to leave a positive impression on his manager
• but then hyungwon got that promotion (the concert played a part in that for sure), and he invited you to celebrate at his house
• and you showed up, thinking it was going to be a party for all of his friends, but it was just him, a bottle of wine, and two glasses
• so you got worried that maybe you showed up too early, but hyungwon shook his head, “no, you’re right on time. wine?”
• “uh… shouldn’t we wait for everyone else?”
• “there’s no one else,” he said, his hands shaking as he unscrewed the cork. “it’s just you.”
• oh, okay, then
• now your heart was shaking and what-not, that’s great
• “i wanted to thank you,” he said after he finally managed to pour wine into your glasses and onto the counter. “if it weren’t for you, i wouldn’t have gotten this promotion.”
• “that’s not true, you’re a great employee and you deserve this.”
• hyungwon appreciated you saying that, but he looked down and deflected, “you know, this promotion had been something that i was looking forward to for the past few months. until the night we went to that concert.”
• you waited for him to continue, but his mouth was too dry, so he took a big gulp of his wine before he even finished the toast
• (was this even a toast? oh god, he couldn’t understand what he was doing)
• “t-that night,” he tried to continue, “i realized that i’m looking forward to seeing you again more than i’m looking forward to getting promoted. i was absolutely ready to go on a dozen more double-dates with you before i got that promotion.”
• “i thought we’d have to do that, too, to be honest,” you interjected with a chuckle, alleviating the atmosphere slightly
• “yeah?” hyungwon was glad to hear that. “i’m really, kind of, sad that we didn’t have to do that.”
• quietly (because you didn’t dare to start drinking your wine yet, so you lacked the courage), you admitted, “me too.”
• oh now he was positively vibrating and he had to set his glass of wine down as he braced himself
• “why don’t we go on an actual date? no promotions to look forward to this time, just each other’s company.”
• he looked like he was going to combust in three, two—
• but you saved him by replying right away, “yeah. i’d like that.”

↣jooheon

• you and jooheon both wanted some peace and quiet when you went out with your friends, who all knew that the two of you were single, and kept setting you up with various people in the bar
• so you suggested telling your friends that you both had already found relationships
• “they’ll never believe it unless they see our partners,” jooheon pointed out
• “okay,” you nodded, admitting the mistake. it only took you a second to come up with a better plan, though, “then how about we tell them we’re dating each other?”
• he watched you for a minute, his eyebrows furrowed
• “that is the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard,” he said then. “let’s do it.”
• dumb or not, it worked
• finally, you were able to relax, unwind, and get wasted on a friday night without being introduced to a new stranger every two drinks
• it was a dream come true
• and it worked like an excuse in other settings as well!
• you don’t feel like attending another company dinner? “sorry, my boyfriend’s taking me out tonight, it’s our anniversary.”
• jooheon hates his pretentious neighbour, so he needs an excuse to say no to his party? “sorry, got plans with my girlfriend this weekend.”
• funnily enough, no one ever called either of you out on your bullshit
• your co-workers had seen jooheon pick you up from work countless times
• and all of jooheon’s neighbours knew you were the only person left who still had a spare key to his apartment (after a very unfortunate incident involving minhyuk, the notebook for jooheon’s lyrics, and a forgotten candle “for ambiance”, when jooheon was out of town)
• nor you, nor jooheon had enough time for a serious relationship, and your fake-relationship never interfered with casual dating (since it all tended to end after one date)
• so it was all fun and games
• until your friends started asking, “so when are you going to propose?” and you realized this had been going on for a longtime
• jooheon, who was so used to his role as your fake-boyfriend, didn’t even skip a beat as he said, “when the time is right”
• but the question rang in both of your heads for the rest of the night
• when your taxi stopped outside of jooheon’s house at the end of the night, you got out with him because he was usually the type of drunk who could fall asleep in an elevator if left unsupervised
• so, to save him the embarrassment – and also, to save you a trip back and forth between your houses – you tended to sleep in his guest room on friday nights
• “you know what would be funny?” you asked him as the two of you took the elevator to his floor, “if we told our friends that we weren’t actually dating this whole time.”
• jooheon chuckled, seemingly agreeing that this really would be funny
• “you know what would be even funnier?” he responded, his speech still slurred from the alcohol. “if we actually started to date.”
• you laughed, nodding, because that really would be even funnier
• but then once jooheon was in bed and you prepared to head to the guest room, he suddenly grabbed your hand, stopping you
• “so what time should i pick you up next week?” he asked
• he never picked you up for anything, so you were understandably confused, “for what?”
• “for our date,” he explained.
• “oh, to pull the prank of the year?” you asked, chuckling. “first, we pretended to date, and then we actually started to date. but, actually, it’s all one big—”
• “no,” jooheon disagreed, his eyes drooping, but his grip on your hand remaining firm. “this won’t be a prank. it’ll be a date. for real, this time.”

↣i.m

• he needed to get his family off his back (in the kindest way possible, of course)
• there were only so many “it’s time for you to get married, why don’t i arrange a blind date for you?” a person could take
• and you’d been his best friend for years, so hey, can you lend your friend a hand? you won’t even have to do anything
• or so he said
• you agreed because, according to changkyun, he’d just tell his family that you were his girlfriend, and you wouldn’t actually have to go to any dinners, or any parties whatsoever
• how utterly and completely dumb this was!!!!!!
• you run in the same circles, of course you were going to run into his family in town
• their congratulatory hugs weren’t even the worst part (but it was still awkward, and you made a mental note to strangle kyun later)
• the worst part was the “i knew you two kids would get together eventually!” comments
• you felt like you were disappointing his family because you weren’t actually dating, and that felt a lot like disappointing your realfamily
• it was crushing
• you’d had such a good relationship with changkyun’s whole family, they were your second home
• and now you were lying to them
• so you didn’t think you were exaggerating when you sent changkyun a gentle “prepare to die” message once you managed to escape his relatives
• he had a solution, though (at least, he thought he did)
• “okay, so how’s this, then – we date for real?”
• ???????
• he’d been your best friend for so long, you struggled to think of him as anything else
• but it was also a defence mechanism in a way? you used to have the biggest crush on changkyun when you first became friends, so you needed to find a way to suppress these feelings
• “changkyun,” you began seriously, “do you really think dating you would traumatize me less than my fear of disappointing your family?”
• he watched you for a minute, the insult buffering, and then sent a pillow flying right at your head
• “i’m saying i want you to go out with me, dumbass.”
• you tried to duck, but still got swatted on the back of your head with the pillow as you asked, “why?”
• he laughed humourlessly (and nervously) and then rolled his eyes, “gee, i don’t know, maybe because i don’t want you to feel bad about lying to my family, you sensitive wuss. or maybe because i genuinely have feelings for you, i don’t know.”
• you were about to toss the pillow back at him, but then stopped
• swallowing hard, you asked, “so which is it?”
• “i can’t even breathe right now, which do you think it is?”
• you were the one rolling your eyes this time, “can’t you just say it like a normal person, you asshole?”
• “it’s already obvious, dimwit.”
• “are you seriously only insulting me because you can’t tell me you like me? that’s lame, even for a nerd like you.”
• he was groaning in exasperation at this point, “what else do you want me to do? you’re the most oblivious person i’ve ever met. and i don’t like you, you big idiot. i’m pretty sure i’m in love with you.”

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