yall i edited it i think its finally cool now guys please i like sobbed three times while trying to edit help hey you should def give it a read tho what omg
Synopsis: Fearful of losing her, yet unwilling to leave; this agreement between Seungcheol and his best friend’s little sister was meant to be casual and temporary, yet he finds himself growing more attached to her day by day.
Genre: Fluff, angst, fake dating, fwb(?), slowburn, older brother’s best friend!Seungcheol, badboy!Seungcheol, innocent!reader, older brother!Jihoon, non-idol!au, university!au, low-key Crazy Rich Asians!au(Seungcheol is RICH - implied chaebol lifestyle, Jihoon and reader’s family aren’t chaebols and are commoners but well-off)
Warnings: k-i-s-s-i-n-g , some insecurities, mentions of food and clubbing, cheese and cliché (this chapter is v awkwardly written tbh ), jihoon chased chan with his guitar
“Consider it,” Clara pleaded. Her hands latched onto your upper arm, a pout setting on her face as the two of you made your way out of the lecture hall.
“The club isn’t really my scene, Clara,” you mumbled. You tried to shrug her off with no avail. For the past week, Clara had been on an all-time high; she groaned about spending too much of her time with her nose in the books and not enough time “in the moment.” She was determined to live out her best life from now on, which included getting an early start on her “hot girl summer” in the spring. One of these experiences included clubbing downtown.
“How do you know?” Clara whined. “You don’t know unless you try.”
“What does Hansol think about all of this?” you asked, trying to divert the attention from yourself.
“He said he was down,” Clara replied smugly, “It’s just you now.”
“Lies.”
“Nope!” she retorted, popping the ‘p.’ Clara fished her phone out of her back pocket and quickly scrolled to her most recent conversation with your friend. You squinted at the back and forth between them, surprised, but also not at Hansol’s casual agreement.
He was Hansol: always down to try new things, but never seemingly excited.
“Come on,” Clara dragged, “It’ll be fun! And you can bring Seungcheol.” She poked at your armpit, eliciting a jump from you.
The mention of your fake boyfriend reminded you that you had to go meet him this afternoon. Rolling your eyes and ignoring her comment, you crossed your arms and marched ahead in the direction of the location you had agreed to meet.
“Hey! Wait up,” Clara called, jogging after you. “Where are you going?”
“Thanks for the reminder,” you waved back at your friend though you didn’t turn around. “I have to go meet Cheol after class.”
“Oh, you guys are on thatlevel now,” Clara wiggled her eyebrows and nudged you teasingly as she caught up.
You cocked an eyebrow at her in confusion.
“Cheol,” she repeated after you.
“Clara–”
“What? It’s kind of cute how comfortable you two are getting.”
Damn Jisoo getting in my ship’s way, I love him but like… Cheollie The whole research and photography date is just so cute, I want that but thats not realistic of me
Reading this update was like walking along a trail of a beautiful mountain and then making the wrong step and tripping by the end? Does that make sense?? I’m sick so oh well but getting an update on this made my day
Pairing: Seungcheol x fem!reader Featuriing: Wonwoo
Synopsis:Fearful of losing her, yet unwilling to leave; this agreement between Seungcheol and his best friend’s little sister was meant to be casual and temporary, yet he finds himself growing more attached to her day by day.
Genre: Fluff, angst, fake dating, fwb(?), slowburn, older brother’s best friend!Seungcheol, badboy!Seungcheol, innocent!reader, older brother!Jihoon, non-idol!au, university!au, low-key Crazy Rich Asians!au(Seungcheol is RICH - implied chaebol lifestyle, Jihoon and reader’s family aren’t chaebols and are commoners but well-off)
Warnings:Uh … teasing? Nothing, but fluff really in this chapter!
WC:2.5K
A/N:A shorter, but (kind of) informative chapter :) (because there’s still more tea that needs to be spilt-)
“Yang Kyungsoon,” Wonwoo pushed his phone across the table over to you.
You peered up at him briefly before taking it into your own hands. An Instagram photo of raven-haired beauty posing in a strapless white satin gown appeared on his screen. A closer look and though her hair was darker than it was now, it was unmistakably the same woman you had just met moments earlier. Scrolling down, another image of Kyungsoon appeared; this time a selfie of herself laying in a hammock with a pretty red flower in her hair, her lips painted a matching seductive color while the rest of her makeup was kept simple and natural.
“S-she’s … stunning,” the words fell from your lips before you realized it. You couldn’t help, but feel a sense of inferiority looking through her pictures. You looked back up at Wonwoo, your finger hovering over his phone.
Wonwoo reached over to take his phone. “Undoubtedly so – it’s no wonder Seungcheol fell for her.” He tapped out of Instagram and clicked the screen dark, shoving the device into his back pocket.
“Ah … so they were together?” you asked nervously, pretending to not be bothered by the fact.
how seungcheol says “i love you” for the first time
he’s always known the deep insecurities you held within you and the lingering stares you sent in his direction when someone got too close to him for your liking. just like now, if looks could kill, the girl that is currently twirling her hair and giggling in front of him, would vanish into thin air. you sip your jameson and ginger ale with lime bitterly despite the tasty alcoholic drink in your hand.
seungcheol moves away from the girl with a light smile and he had all the intention to make his way back to you, but a hand on his arm stopped him from walking any further than two steps. he was sidetracked by a female again, and you sigh, tears lining your eyes and you decide to chug your drink and call it a day. once you do, you turn to your friends who are conversing with each other and taking shots after shots.
“hey, where are you going?” wonwoo tilts his head up, watching as you drape your leather jacket over your body.
“home.” you give him a barely-there-smile and he notices the frown that envelops your face when you look back at seungcheol who is now laughing with the woman who is dressed better and looked much more beautiful than you.
“thought you were sleeping at cheol’s?” he furrows his eyebrows, but he follows you out of the club where you attempt to hail a taxi because one, you didn’t bring your car for obvious reasons and two, you didn’t want to take a bus because you’d have to wait awhile and you didn’t want seungcheol to catch up with you once he realises you’re gone.
“go back inside buddy,” you tap wonwoo’s arm but he doesn’t budge. you both watch as another taxi passes you by, none interested to take a drunken passenger in.
“you know you can just wait for him and jeonghan since it’s their turn to drive us all home,” he nudges your body gently and you sigh once you realise how childish you were being.
“i’m stupid right?”
“depends on the situation yn,” he chuckles and leans against the wall and you follow suit.
“i-” you suck in a breath and close your eyes, “i don’t deserve him, wonu. we’re completely opposite of each other and what if i’m just stopping him from meeting someone that can actually be a better partner for him.”
wonwoo rolls his eyes at your words because he knows how much seungcheol treasures your relationship and he’s witnessed him fall in love with you, everyone has but you.
“come on, you’re being dumb. he loves you yn.”
“how come he’s never said it then?” you turn your head towards him, and much to your surprise, seungcheol is standing merely inches away from the both of you.
wonwoo’s eyes drift back and forth between the two of you as you stare at your boyfriend who’s intently staring back at you with a deep frown on his face. you recognise the tiny hurt on his face and it makes your own heart ache. wonwoo taps your side and he walks back into the club, not before sending a signal to seungcheol, a small “you better fix this” his way.
“why’d you leave all of a sudden?” he shuffles over to you in hurried steps, stopping right in front of you and ultimately caging you between the brick wall and his body so you wouldn’t be able to escape easily.
“got too warm in there and i’m kind of sleepy too,” you fake a yawn and if it weren’t for the tension between you two, he would’ve laughed.
“tell me the truth love,” he whispers, catching your chin between his fingers and lifting it up so he can read your eyes.
“you can tell me sweetheart, i promise i won’t get mad,” he brushes your cheek with his thumb and you bask in the sudden warmth radiating from his hands. he hears you suck in a breath and the shaky release of air from your lungs. he knows you’re trying your best to tell him and he’s grateful you’re trying.
“i hate it when i let my insecurities get the better of me,” you mumble and you know he hears you words because his eyes turn glossy at your words.
“i hate this aching feeling i get whenever someone more beautiful and capable of loving you approaches you whenever we’re together. i hate the fact that even though they know we’re together, they still try to flirt with you.” you sniffle and wipe the tears from your eyes.
“are you done?”
“no just give me a minute,” he chuckles at your words and you finally crack a smile.
“do you love me?”
seungcheol’s breath hitches in his throat and he suddenly hates himself for not telling you how he’s been feeling for months.
“i love you,” he whispers, leaning his forehead against your own, “i love you with all my heart and i hope you know you’re the only one i’ll ever need, i’ll ever want.”
“i’m sorry for being so childish,” you whisper against his lips, but he shakes his head.
“you’re feelings are valid, you hear me?” he wipes the remaining tears from your eyes and you’ve never been more grateful for him.
