#soobin fanfic

based on the Mary Lambert song of the same name

If it hadn’t been for your best friend gushing for weeks about how excited she was to attend this party, you would have stayed home tonight. Unfortunately, you had promised to go with her and you weren’t going to break your word. So that’s how you ended up sitting alone in the corner booth, watching your friend attempt to schmooze the bartender into giving her a couple of free beers for the two of you. It was when she leaned forward to whisper something flirty in his ear that you noticed the girl behind her who was much less successful at getting one of the bartender’s attention than your friend.

She had long, rose gold colored hair with bangs that hung in loose waves, framing her round face. She was wearing a light pink blouse with a sheer collar and sleeves and a ruffle on the front, high waisted light wash jeans, and pink high top sneakers. In short, she was very cute, and you couldn’t help but stare at her. You even leaned forward over the table so you could continue looking at her after your friend sat back after whispering to the bartender. Whatever she said to him must have worked, because after a few moments she was making her way back to you, beers in hand.

“Look what I scored!” she cheered, sitting across from you and setting the bottles on the table. You were only half paying attention; you were still watching the girl as she finally got the bartender’s attention. “Hello? Earth to Y/N,” your friend said, waving her hand in front of your face.

“Huh? What’d you say?” you said, turning back to face your friend, but still looking out of the corner of your eyes hoping to not lose sight of your mystery girl.

“What are you looking at?” she asked.

“Oh, uh, nothing,” you responded, trying and failing to look nonchalant. Even as you said that, you turned just in time to see the girl carrying what looked liked more drinks than she should carry over towards a group of five or six other girls. You friend followed your line of sight and, upon seeing the girl, let out an obnoxiously loud ‘ooooooh’. You snorted.

“What are you, like, twelve?” you asked.

“I could ask you the same question,” she retorted. “You obviously think that girl is cute if you can’t take your eyes off of her, just go up and start talking to her.” You gave her a look.

“You know I can’t talk to pretty girls! I’ll just end up choking and stuttering and overall just making a fool of myself!” you asserted.

“You’re talking to me just fine, does that mean I’m not a pretty girl?” She pretended to be offended, but you know it was all an act. You rolled your eyes and laughed.

“You’re different, you’ve been my best friend since we were babies. She, on the other hand, is a stranger,” you explained.

“Well, if you talked to her, then she wouldn’t be,” your friend asserted. You groaned. In your mind you knew that your friend was right, that you should just talk to her, but you couldn’t help but panic at the thought of it. What if she thought you were weird? Or ugly? Or just some creep that was bothering her while she was out trying to have a good time with friends? You rested your head in your arms on the table, resigning yourself to your fate of being forever alone. You heard your friend put down her bottle and get up. Maybe she finished it and was getting another one, or went to the bathroom, or found a cute guy to dance with. That would be just your luck. Your friend gets to dance with some cute guy while you sit alone, thinking about holding hands, dancing with, hell even just sitting next to the cute girl. You groaned again in despair.

Suddenly there was a light tap on your shoulder. Your head shot up, and to your amazement, there was the girl standing in front of you, smiling and, was that a blush on her face? Your friend waved from behind her, a mischievous grin on her face. You sat there, mouth open in shock, unable to say anything. Luckily, the girl starting talking first.

“Um, hi. Your friend told me I should come over and say hi to you, and I figured why not take this chance to talk to a pretty girl. I’m Soobin, by the way. What’s your name?”

wow, two posts in one day? you probably shouldn’t get used to it, I’m just in a shitty mood and feel bad for not posting more fics like this, so I wanted to get another one out there