Tags: Hyunwoo(Shownu) x reader. In celebration of Daddy Bear completing his mandatory military service...a nice story of childhood friends being reunited after years. First love vibes. Cheating 🌚 (don't you judge..the song is saying "holla at me if ya mans aint doing it right" ) , passionate smut. Grown folks type vibes.
Two parts🥰
"Booger?"
You abruptly stop loading your groceries in the back of your car and lift your head.
The sound of his voice was almost haunting and for a moment you think you're mistaken or hearing things until you hear him again. Turning away from your reusable bag-filled cart, you spot a tall figure walking towards you blocking out the sun.
"Booger...I can't believe it, it's really you..."
"Hyunwoo?" You said, shielding the brightness with your hand until he was close enough for you to see.
It was him, though very different from the last time you'd seen him.
He was taller, perhaps an inch over 6 feet. He was leaner, having shed away his adolescent fluffiness to replace it with bulking muscles that were apparent even under his layers of clothing.
Even the shape of his face was drastically different, dawning a more chiseled jawline and cheekbones that were hidden by his boyish roundness for the years you knew him.
But you couldn't mistake those eyes and that smile anywhere.
It was him.
And good lord, how puberty did him well.
"Holy shit...look at you." He smiles brightly, stopping a foot away from where you stood with a small watermelon in your grasp. He gives you an appraising once over, probably thinking the same thing you were in reaction to how much you've changed since he last saw you.
But in your winter coat, sweater, and jeans, you hardly felt like much to look at next to him.
"What are you doing here?" Is all you can stammer out, regarding the baby melon ruefully before setting it down to join the rest of the groceries in your trunk. Hyunwoo smirks.
"Um...this is where they sell food right?" He asks sarcastically, pointing to the entrance of the ALDI behind you. You glance back as if you didn't know it was there and scoff.
"No! I mean here..back in the city."
Hyunwoo shrugs at the question as he stepped forward, now observing the amount of bags you still had left to load in your trunk with a slight frown.
"Just visiting. My cousin is getting married Saturday so I just touched down last night." He resumes and you nod in understanding.
"Oh! Thats Awesome. Good for him...So, how's everyone doing?" You follow up, now back to loading your trunk. But this time Hyunwoo joins in, grasping a few bags by the handle and lifting them effortlessly from the cart.
"Everyone's good. Thanks for asking." He says distractedly as he figured out where to place the bags.
"What about you? How's your mom? And hey, I'm sorry to hear about your grandmother. She was such a sweet woman." He pauses his movements to say and you smile at the concern in his voice. Growing up, the two of you spent many days hanging around at your grandmother's house. Especially during the summer.
Both of your parents worked a lot, especially Hyunwoo's single mother, and it was common for him to spend those overtime days with you and your family.
Essentially becoming a part of it.
"Thanks. We all took her passing hard but other than that, everyone's great." You respond honestly, your sad smile melting into one of gratitude that Hyunwoo appreciates.
"That's good to hear.." he smirks.
After loading the final bag in your trunk, Hyunwoo reaches up to pull the door down just enough for you to reach it without jumping, and his teasing smirk at your lack of height have you blushing.
"So...I hear you've been traveling the world huh?" You divert quickly to seem unphased, slamming the trunk door down to secure it shut. Once it is, Hyunwoo nods in confirmation and leans his shoulder against the back window of your SUV.
"Something like that. My company kinda takes me all over the place. Where ever they need me, I pretty much go. I'm actually considering taking an extended assignment here." He adds and you perk up with interest without realizing it.
It had been damn near 20 years since you had seen Hyunwoo in person and while he was your closest friend during childhood, much had changed.
"Yeah? Thats great...I mean, I bet your family would love that. Having you back home and stuff...Especially your mom."
Hyunwoo's little smile widens at the mention of his mother. The woman who sacrificed so much to ensure he had a future beyond the city he was brought up in.
"Yeah, she's the main one encouraging me to take it. It'll be a change of pace but I could use a break from moving around so much. So it's on my mind."
You nod at his response, failing to keep your gaze from dropping to his chest which was damn near level with your face. He couldn't possibly have gotten taller...
"Well as you can see, I haven't left." you chuckled, blinking away the distraction of imagining Hyunwoo's pecs. He frowns at your words, tilting his head curiously.
"It's a big city. Most people don't." he shrugs and you shake your head.
"You're just saying that to make me feel better. Sure the city is big but...I don't know." you trail off, feeling your mood take an unexpected turn that you were sure Hyunwoo could detect.
You went to college and you traveled some when you could. Not far but just enough to get that 'change of scenery' feel. But you couldn't bring yourself to uproot your life and step out on faith in a completely new place.
Truth was, you were afraid to leave. Everything about this city was so familiar and fear kept you from broadening your horizons in favor of remaining content in your comfort.
The thought is more depressing now that you were standing before someone from your past, reminding you just how much has changed beyond the little slice of the world you called home.
A forced smile of indifference tugs at your lips and you shrug the thoughts away.
"Doesn't matter though. Anyway...so you'll be in town for about a week, you said?" you ask and Hyunwoo nods.
"Give or take a day. I may or may not head out right after the wedding. We should catch up though. Maybe we can meet for lunch or something this week and you can tell me all about what's changed around here.." he suggests casually.
Your mouth opens just as you're about to respond and as cruel as fate tends to be, a gentle hand at your waist has your response dying on your tongue. You turn and are greeted by an abrupt kiss on the lips from David.
Your husband of 8 years.
He'd appeared so suddenly that you flinch when he kisses you, blinking up at him guiltily for a second.
He doesn't seem irritated though by the softness in his gaze and he smiles fondly at you.
"I looked up and you were gone, what happened?" he asks, acting as if Hyunwoo weren't standing well within earshot.
"Well your phone rang so...I told you I was heading out to the car.." you begin and David abruptly turns his head to finally acknowledge the 6-foot-tall specimen leaning against our car.
"Who's this?" He asks politely, regarding Hyunwoo with a curious smile. You have to blink a few times before remembering your manners and you clear the roughness from your throat to introduce your past to your present.
"Oh, um...Babe this is Hyunwoo. We pretty much grew up together. He's in town for a family wedding. Hyunwoo, this is my...Husband. David." you prattle out as your husband reaches to shake Hyunwoo's offered hand. The words feel like 20-pound weights straining against your tongue for some reason and you stand by awkwardly as they greeted each other cordially.
At the word, Hyunwoo's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he releases David's hand.
"Husband. Wow... that's... that's great. Congratulations Booger.." he says and David's brow crinkles.
The nickname isn't any more charming now than it was back then and you roll your eyes at it in resentment before smiling.
"Thank you.." David responds for you, hugging you close into his side possessively.
Now, you hadn't known your husband to be an insecure man but you could tell he felt the need to exaggerate his claim on you in the presence of such an obviously attractive man. And to be honest, you couldn't blame him.
Making eye contact with Hyunwoo for more than a few seconds felt like a sin and part of you was glad David had shown up when he had.
An awkward spell settles over the three of you where Hyunwoo regarded me with an unreadable yet amused look on his face, while David glanced between the two of you with a melting smile and furrowed brow.
"Well......we should really get going. Wouldnt want the ice cream to melt.
" he says suddenly, nodding stiffly towards Hyunwoo as he grabbed the shopping carts handle. Hyunwoo reaches for the other side, insisting that he had it and would take it back in for them.
"You sure?" David asks half-heartedly and Hyunwoo nods.
"Of course! Don't let me hold you all up. Boog, hit me up this week. We can all get lunch on me if the two of you aren't busy.." he says and you smile at the idea just as David uses a bit more force to guide you towards the passenger side of the car.
You resist a little, glancing back at him curiously before waving goodbye to Hyunwoo.
"Uhm..yeah! Sure...We will" you respond, a little to David's dismay.
Hyunwoo bites down on his smirk at the way David opens your door with a little more force than was needed as he began pushing the cart towards the store's entrance.
"Great. You've got my number..." he calls over his shoulder, making you pause.
"The same number from 2010?" you toss back and Hyunwoo turns to nod.
"Same one." he smiles, its effect much more dazzling now that the sun was shining directly on his face. And it's then that you see a semblance of the boy you once knew. Friendly and dependable. Honest and endearing.
You're admittedly taken aback by the effect his smile has you falling silent and David gives you a questioning look before making sure you were tucked into the car as he shut the door.
Approximately a decade and a half ago...
"Just close your eyes and put your lips like this"
Hyunwoo wrinkles his nose humorously at the way you were pursing your lips at him, seated on your knees in front of him on the grassy ground behind your grandmother's house.
"You look stupid." he chortles, shaking his head. You opened your eyes when you heard him snort and couldn't help but join him. You shove at his shoulder gently as he laughed at your offended expression.
"You wouldn't know what I looked like if you were listening. I told you to close your eyes..." you scold. Hyunwoo rolls his eyes behind his thick-lensed glasses.
"But then how will I know where my lips are going?" He blinks slowly and you pout at the question, glancing around in uncertainty for a moment.
"I don't know...You'll just know! Look, do you want my help or not?" you huffed in frustration. Hyunwoo's expression crinkles skeptically and he scrunches his nose as he pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose.
"I'm starting to have second thoughts. Doesn't seem like you know what you're doing."
That was because you didn't.
At 12 there wasn't much anyone would know about kissing beyond what was seen on television and in movies. And those paid actors and actresses made it look simple enough.
So when Hyunwoo expressed his worry about being the only boy on the junior swim team that hadn't kissed a girl yet, you felt like it was high time he had some sort of experience.
Even if it was just with you.
"Well you're the one who lied and told everyone you knew how to kiss," you remark, making Hyunwoo's expression go sour.
"I only did it 'cause they were messing with me..." he sniffles to adjust his glasses again, turning away to scowl at the grass and dirt beside him.
You didn't understand the fascination those stupid boys had with Hyunwoo and where his lips had been.
He was quiet, unassuming, a little awkward, and the least likely in the school to be seen smooching with girls their age because of how shy he was.
"I don't know why it matters that much to abunch of boys anyway. They should mind their business." You say, sucking your teeth.
Hyunwoo shrugs with indifference as he picked at a fallen twig next to his leg.
"Yeah well... there's one upside to me moving..." he mutters and you lift your head at his pause, now watching him lift the twig and snap it in half passive-aggressively.
"I won't have to deal with those jerks anymore..." he finishes, tossing the stick across the yard and dusting his hand on the knee of his pants.
"Yeah..." you say, your tone painfully melancholy.
He says nothing as he examined his palm, crinkling his brow and pouting as if his thoughts were far from the splinters and dirt scattered over his hand.
After exhaling, he sits up on his knees.
"Alright. I'm ready now." Hyunwoo sighs again and relaxes his shoulders in surrender before doing as you'd told him before. His small eyes are reduced to slits behind his glasses and his lips pout adorably as he waited.
For a moment you hesitate, only staring at his lips and the steady flow of sadness overcomes you.
Not because the idea of kissing your best friend was appalling.
It was the fact that it would be the first and last time you'd ever do it. Since in 24 hours, he would be getting on a plane with his mother and brother and leaving the childhood he spent with you behind.
New life and new opportunities were something to be celebrated in most cases but the idea of losing the one person who didn't make you feel as ostracized by your peers when he was around made your stomach turn.
Hyunwoo was..is..your best friend.
And perhaps back then you didn't understand the twisted ache that churned in your chest when you were around him to be butterflies, but you knew at that moment that you felt something that wasn't platonic for him.
And this kiss might be all you'd have...
"Ugh...this is dumb. I'll just take my chances with.."
Cutting him off mid-sentence, you place both of your hands on Hyunwoo's chubby cheeks and place your lips against his.
He tenses at first, his eyes going wide and his glasses tilting slightly. But the longer the warmth of your lips pressed against his, he relaxes and his eyes flutter shut.
The butterflies swarmed in your chest and fluttered frantically in your belly. There's no movement. There's no sound.
But it would be a lie to say that the world didn't stop moving for a moment when you finally kissed him.
You pull away just in time to see Hyunwoo blink dazedly, his glasses pushed crooked and his lips stuck in the same adorable pout they were before. Except now, the pink of his lips shined a bit from your lip balm.
For a second you sat there in disbelief, questioning what had come over you so suddenly and why the hell did kissing your best friend make your heart gallop.
Hyunwoo's eyes slowly peeled open and they fall on your blushed face.
He swallows nervously and sucks his bottom lip into his mouth out of habit, tasting your strawberry chapstick.
Your eyes widen at the action, making the dorkiest and most adorable chuckle bubble up from inside of your best friend.
His eyes are reduced to slits when he smiles and a blush ran rampant over his cherub cheeks so suddenly that you couldn't help but join him.
You expected him to be stunned or repulsed even.
But he's only tickled.
"Well?" you ask timidly, your giggles tapering off as Hyunwoo finds his breath. He shrugs his shoulders with his usual nonchalance, pushing his glasses up by scrunching his nose in his usual way.
"Well...it didn't suck" he grunts and you roll your eyes.
"Gee..thanks." You respond, trying to sound as if you didn't care what he thought of the brief connection.
The cyan sky fills your view as you leaned back to lay against the earth, not caring about the dirt and bugs that could be crawling beneath you.
You don't spare him a glance but you could tell Hyunwoo was staring at you dubiously and you resist the urge to scoff and ask him why.
You knew why.
But the boy says nothing as he slowly eased onto his back beside you to join in on the cloud gazing.
"Hey, Booger?" Hyunwoo says after several minutes of semi-comfortable silence.
You shift your head in the grass to look over at him.
"Yeah?"
Hyunwoo doesn't reciprocate the regard, remaining with his squinted eyes fixed on the rolling billows of white above him.
His expression give nothing away, as it never did, but you could tell in the way his brow shifted that he was conflicted.
"Thanks." is all he can think to say and you smirk at the sentiment before resuming your gaze up at the sky.
"Don't mention it..."
"So....booger huh?
Your husband's voice interrupts your deeply sated daydream that's disguised as interest in whatever was on the screen of your laptop. You lift your head from your abandoned work to find David walking into the bedroom from the master bathroom.
He's fresh from the shower, wearing a pair of grey belted slacks with no shirt. He shuffles a towel through his damp hair roughly and your eyes glazed up his body, pausing at his face as he regarded you expectedly.
Your brows perk up behind your glasses.
"What was that?" you ask and your husband chuckles dryly as he approached his side of the bed. He exhales as he sits, tossing the smaller towel aside.
"Oh I was just wondering about that nickname your friend called you earlier.." he glances over his shoulder at you, amusement clear in his expression.
It only takes a millisecond for your expression to respond for you, and your eyes roll sardonically as they returned to your computer screen.
"Oh, that. Don't ask." You mutter with a tiny shake of the head and David smirks.
"Well, now Im really curious. I bet there's an interesting story there" he resumes, turning his back to you once more and leaning over towards his dresser.
"Not really. It's just a nickname that Hyunwoo made up and would use to bug me when we were kids. It just kind of stuck." you shrug, tapping away at the keyboard.
David grunts at the response, its indication is clear.
"Sounds like you two have been friends for a while. When did you lose contact?" he follows up as he pulls a sleeveless undershirt over his head.
"Um....back in middle school I think. We were in contact a little in high school and college but I haven't seen him since we were kids," you respond distractedly, glazing over some article you were reviewing and David makes the sound again.
The same little grunt jutting from his diaphragm that has you glancing over at him over your glasses.
You watch your husband's back for a moment, admiring the way his muscles and broad shoulders were complimented by the fit of his undershirt. Your head tilts as you watched him shrug on the navy blue button-up shirt he'd ironed and laid out earlier.
"He's handsome," David says suddenly and you straighten your head with a frown. Before you can respond, David shoots you another amused look over his shoulder as he buttoned his shirt. Your eyes narrow into incredulous slits at the way he was looking at you, almost as if he'd caught your hand in the cookie jar and was waiting for you to admit that you were guilty.
"Is he? Looks the same to me as when we were little.." you respond with a shrug and David scoffs humorlessly as he turned away.
"Right.." he stands, finishing off the top button of his shirt before tucking it in.
You watch David continue to dress himself and pack his suitcase silently, him not even acting as if showering for 30 minutes and wearing cologne to go back to catch a flight on a weeknight wasn't suspicious.
He'd told you before he hopped in the shower of his plans but you felt like probing.
"So tell me again why you're flying out to Chicago this late?" you ask, trying not to sound so accusatory and David furrows his brow at you as he kneeled to tie the staple waxed cotton laces of his dress shoes.
"I thought I told you earlier, babe.... there's an issue with my client. They need some help with their upcoming testimony and this was the best time for them to meet," he responds as casually as he told you before.
That's when the tension set in your jawline and that uneasy feeling of your intuition nagging at you boils in your gut.
He was lying.
You knew he was lying when he'd told you the first time.
For months you'd notice a change in David's behavior. It started subtly. The impromptu out-of-town meetings on weekends or staying at the firm long after business hours were over.
The constant excuses to take a call in another room or leaving his phone face down at the dinner table.
You didnt want to make an issue of it at first. David hadnt given you any reason before to suspect him of being unfaithful and his absence had been something you'd grown used to when he was assigned big cases in the past.
But something was different lately.
"This short of notice though?" you say anyway, just wanting to be humored by his lies. David is finishing up on his other shoe by the time you respond and he nods distractedly as he stood.
"Yep....look I'll try to be back by Friday but you know how these things are babe. This is a big case..everything has to be..."
"...has to be perfect. Yeah. I get it." you interrupt him, not hiding your resentment at all now.
David pauses to look at you, watching the way you were now nose-deep with focus on what was on your computer, refusing to engage any further.
He waits a moment, expecting another question to come as he buttoned his cuffs, but you said nothing.
You were tired of asking questions you knew you wouldn't get the true answer to and part of you felt like he knew it too.
David sighs before turning away and you steal a glance at his back as he collected his luggage, wallet, phone, and keys from the shelf near the door.
"Oh...Don't wait around ok? I don't want you to miss out on any beauty rest. We have that banquet coming up." he stops to say and you mumble something amidst his rushed 'I love you' as he made his exit.
He didn't even bother to kiss you goodbye like he used to, and it admittedly stung despite part of you being grateful.
And as the door closed, the leak in the dam of your emotions springs free and rolls singularly down your cheek.
"Love you too.."
A/N:
Smuts in Part 2😜