jisung is such a best friend/boyfriend material. fight me if you disagree.
lol just joking. i don’t wanna fight ;-;
requested by: hhyunjiinn
song on top: Kiss and Make Up by the queens Dua Lipa and BLACKPINK 💗
also: i’m not sure if hyunjin and yeji are related, tell me in the comments if they are cousins or sth, i just made up this imagine lol. also, i have nothing against yeji :)
third person
genre: angst, fluff, ft. Stray Kids & ITZY’s Hwang Yeji
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“Alright, see you tomorrow. Bye!”
Hyunjin waved goodbye to Yeji, before entering his shared flat with his girlfriend (Y/N). He took off his shoes and went inside, where (Y/N) was waiting for him, standing by the staircase with her arms crossed over her chest, her eyebrows creased in a sharp glare.
But, since Hyunjin was being Hyunjin, he ignored her stance and smiled at her, thinking that she only had a bad day.
“Hi baby,” he says. “What are you doing there?”
“Who’s that girl?” she asks, completely ignoring the male’s disarming smile.
“Yeji,” he was clueless. “What’s wrong?”
“You hanging out with her too much is what’s wrong,” she wanted to say, but (Y/N) smiled and walked up to Hyunjin, wrapping her arms around his neck as she stood on her tippy toes, giving him a warm hug.
“Nothing,” she says. “I just missed you, that’s all.”
Hyunjin smiled and hugged her back, “I missed you more.”
“You know what?” (Y/N) broke the hug. “Let’s eat something. All that waiting made me hungry.”
“Me too,” Hyunjin says as he erupts in a fit of small giggles. “I brought kimchi rice for us.”
“Yay, food.”
Third straw.
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The next day, (Y/N) decided to visit Hyunjin at his practice after her class. She brought food with her, and started her way to JYP Entertainment, where she ran into Felix.
“Oh, hey (Y/N)!” the Aussie smiles cutely. “Where are you off to?”
“I’m gonna visit Hyunjin and the rest of you, actually,” she replies with a smile. “I brought food.”
“Wow,” his eyes twinkled at the sight of food. “Thanks (Y/N).”
“No problem,” she giggles, “just catch up with us if you still want some.”
“Of course, I’ll be right back!” he waved at her and ran off to the other direction.
(Y/N) giggled and shook her head, starting her way to the practice room when she saw two figures from a distance, both laughing happily.
She was about to ignore them, but her senses were quick to make out the figures, and her heart rate increased upon seeing their faces.
Hyunjin and Yeji.
(Y/N) felt a small pang in her heart, and she tried to ignore the little pain she was feeling, but seeing her boyfriend laugh with another girl—and take note that the girl he laughs with has been shipped with him nowadays—made her feel jealous.
Last straw.
Deciding to save herself from hurting more, she walked away from the scene, once again running into Felix.
“(Y/N)—”
Wordlessly, she shoved the food into Felix’s arms and ran away, pushing the doors of the company building open and dashing outside. Felix stood there in the hallway, dumbfounded, as he held the food in his hands, not knowing what the hell had just happened.
Just then, Hyunjin walked up to Felix, a happy smile on his face as he approaches his dumfounded friend, confused at such expression.
“Felix?” he says. “What’s wrong?”
Said boy turned to his older member, and he shrugged his shoulders, “(Y/N) came by to drop food, but she ran away. I swear I saw her cry.”
“Wait,” Hyunjin’s brows creased, “what now? (Y/N) went here?”
“Yep, just now.”
Hyunjin felt his blood run cold, and he pushed past Felix, running after his girlfriend. The poor Aussie was left alone, and he shrugged to himself, skipping to their practice room with the food held close to his body.
While on the other hand, Hyunjin was hunched over as he tried to catch his breath, his palms leaning on his knees. He was halfway through his house, and he felt like all his energy was being sucked out of his body at that time. But, he pushed himself and did the speed walk towards his shared flat with (Y/N), hoping to clear things out and explain to her.
When he reached their flat, Hyunjin quickly went inside and searched for his girlfriend. The moment he laid his eyes on her, he sighed out of relief, as she was seen chilling by herself, a tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream sitting on her lap as she watches some random movie on Netflix, legs propped up on the coffee table and comfortable on the couch.
“Hey,” he says softly, approaching her and taking a seat beside her.
“Hi,” (Y/N) replied, not even sparing him a glance.
Hyunjin sighed and shifted to get a better view of her face. (Y/N) turned the other way to avoid his eyes, but Hyunjin was quick to see it all—her puffy and bloodshot eyes, tear-stained cheeks and red-tipped nose.
“What happened?” he asks, his voice shaking. “Did I make you cry?”
Hesitantly, the girl turned to him with pained eyes and a small smile. Small tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but (Y/N) willed them back.
“I’m fine,” she says. “What makes you think that?”
“(Y/N), don’t make it seem like I’m dumb. I can see through you; I know you. You’re usually not like this. Tell me, what did I do to make you cry?”
“Fine,” she slams the ice cream tub on the coffee table and sits upright, turning to face him. “You want to know what did you do? It’s because you’re hanging out with Yeji too much. It’s like you care about her more than me, your own girlfriend.”
“You don’t understand, (Y/N),” Hyunjin breathes out, getting frustrated. “Yeji is just a friend, nothing more.”
(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “That’s what they all say.”
“You know what?” he throws his hands up in the air, bringing them to the back of his neck. “I’m honestly tired of all your shit, (Y/N).”
“Tired of my shit?” she says. “Then tell me, why are you spending so much time with Yeji? Is she prettier than me? Is she better than me? Is she—?”
“Yes, she is!” Hyunjin finally screamed, lashing out all his stress at the girl. He was blinded by anger, and he wasn't going to see clearly anytime soon.
“You know what, she’s so much better than you. Maybe I should’ve dated her instead of you, or maybe if you weren’t so clingy and annoying I wouldn’t have gone to her and—”
Hyunjin was cut off when his eyes met (Y/N)’s own. She was teary-eyed, and her hands were balled up into fists, her fingers gripping the hem of her shirt tightly. He immediately felt dread wash over his body, and he tried reaching out to her, but his heart only broke when she flinched away from him.
“Baby I—”
“Stop,” (Y/N)’s broken voice managed to squeak out. “Just, please stop.”
Hyunjin went back to his original standing position as he felt his world slowly crumble down, and it was all because of his reckless words, careless thoughts and insensitive actions.
“I’m gonna stay at a friend’s house for a while,” she says. “We need a break, Hyunjin. We’re breaking apart and I don’t want more damage. I don’t care if I sound selfish right now but I just need space. I’m sure you do too, and—”
“What if I tell you that I don’t want space?” Hyunjin says. “What if I tell you that I don’t mean anything that I said, and that I love you and I want no one else but you?”
“If you really love me, you wouldn’t have said that you would prefer Yeji over me. Because hearing those words from you, really hurt.”
“I was just stressed,” he says. “I didn’t mean any of it.”
“Either way, you knew you shouldn’t have said it if you don’t want to hurt me,” she says. “I’m leaving.”
“Wait—”
“Hyunjin, please,” her eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn’t will them back that a tear spilled from her eye, followed by more liquid trickling down her cheeks. “Let me go.”
“No.” he rushed towards her and wrapped his arms around her figure, her head resting on his chest as he hugged her tightly. (Y/N) struggled to let go as she pushed her palms on his chest, wanting to break free, get her stuff and leave the house.
And his life.
“I won’t let you go,” he cried. “Please don’t do this. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean any of it—”
“This isn’t about the fight, Hyunjin. It’s about us. We’re constantly doing things and kept putting back our relationship, and everything piled up until we burst. We need to rest, please.”
“No...”
His grip started to weaken, until it was weak enough for (Y/N) to break free. She quickly wriggled out of his grasp and went to their shared bedroom, stuffing all of her things carelessly in a luggage. She caught a glimpse of the duck plush Hyunjin gave her on their first anniversary, and left it on their shared bed. She then exited the room and shuffled out of the flat without looking back, leaving Hyunjin alone.
Just like what he wanted.
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48 HOURS LATER
“Bitch, get up,” Jisung kicks his best friend in the shin softly. “Take a bath, you smell. You’re gonna leave a stain on my bedsheets.”
(Y/N) groaned and buried herself even more in her best friend’s favorite pillow.
“I don’t wanna move,” she says. “Your bed is just so comfy.”
“(Y/N),” Jisung takes a seat beside his friend on the bed. “I know that you’re still in the process of crying your shits out, but you need to take care of yourself. Or else I’m gonna eat the ice cream cake I bought for you earlier.”
The girl quickly shot up and gave h a dirty look, “Don’t even try.”
Jisung grinned, “I knew that would work. Now get your ass off my bed and take a shower or something. You seriously reek.”
“Gee, thanks.”
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“Minho, I certainly don’t need anything from you right now,” (Y/N) breathes out as she argues with her brother on the phone. “I’m gonna hang up now.”
“I swear if you dare hang up on me I will—”
(Y/N) pressed the red button on her phone and tossed it to the side of the couch before making herself comfortable once again, planting her feet on Jisung’s glass coffee table as she watches The Greatest Showman.
“You’re seriously watching that again?” Jisung’s voice sounded desperate as he emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist while another was drying his dyed hair. “You’ve literally watched that for like, ten times.”
“It’s not my fault that the movie was good,” (Y/N) retorts, digging her fingers into the fabric of the throw pillow.
“Touche.”
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Jisung and (Y/N) looked at each other with confused expressions. Nonetheless, Jisung quickly put a shirt on and some sweatpants, completely forgetting the fact that he was still wet, and ran to the front door. When he opened it, (Y/N) peeked over his shoulder to get a glimpse of the person.
And when she did, she regretted looking immediately.
“Hyunjin,” Jisung says. “What are you doing here?”
“Minho told me that (Y/N)’s here,” Hyunjin breathes out. “I just want to make sure if she’s really here. I need to see her so bad, please.”
By the sound of his voice, it sounded broken, almost desperate. (Y/N) wanted to so badly go back to him, to apologize for making him cry and to forgive him for his mistakes. But she knew it was wrong, and it was stupid of her to come running back to him when he was the one who made her leave.
“(Y/N)’s here,” says Jisung, “but I think you shouldn’t talk to her yet. She’s still a bit sensitive from what happened, and I’m just trying to help her cool down.”
“Just let me see her,” Hyunjin cries. “Please.”
Jisung sighed. He didn’t know what to do, and he didn’t want to choose sides, either. So, shooting his best friend a look, he silently asked her for permission.
Hesitantly, (Y/N) nodded, and as Jisung got the signal, he let Hyunjin in his studio apartment. He stepped to the side and quickly went inside his bedroom, giving the two the privacy they needed.
Hyunjin walked inside the apartment and slowly approached (Y/N), taking weary steps as he neared her quivering profile, staring longingly at her figure.
“(Y/N),” he mumbled softly and knelt in front of her. “I thought I’d never see you again.”
The girl kept quiet and pulled her knees to her chest, nestling her head on top of her kneecaps as she kept her head down. Hyunjin sighed to himself.
“I’m really sorry,” he says. “Please come back, I need you so bad. Please.”
He reached up and made a frail attempt to hold her hand, but (Y/N) hid them behind her thighs, and he retracted his hands back to himself. Hyunjin bit his lip as tears started to collect in his eyes.
(Y/N) slowly brought her head up and met his eyes, and the sight of his broken self made the pieces of her heart break into even smaller fragments. Hyunjin had bloodshot, puffy eyes, tear-stained cheeks, heavy bags under his eyes, and messy hair like he haven’t bathed in years.
“Please talk to me,” he cries. “I’ll do anything, just please come back to me. I’ll take you out to as many dates as you want, I’ll buy you anything you like, we’ll watch as much as movies as you would want, I’ll do anything to prove my love to you, just please, I need you back.”
“Just leave, Hyunjin,” (Y/N) muttered, letting out a few whimpers as she cried softly.
The sight of her crying made Hyunjin want to punch himself. He so badly wanted to take her in his arms and console her until she stops crying and starts smiling again, but he knew he didn’t have that kind of authority anymore. All he could do was helplessly watch her cry.
“(Y/N), please,” he cries.
“Hyunjin, please leave me alone,” she says, hiccuping. “I’ve made this clear already.”
“No,” he was already going crazy and frustrated, “come with me, please. Please come back.”
Jisung, who heard the already commotion from his room, quickly stepped in between the two and slightly pushed Hyunjin backwards. He held his shoulders and squeezed them softly, reassuring the older boy. Jisung gave Hyunjin a look, and with one last sad glance at (Y/N), he left the studio without another word.
Jisung closed the door and ran back to (Y/N)’s side, who started crying on his shoulder. He quickly wrapped his arms around her shaking form and rocked the two of them back and forth, trying to comfort her without using words. He kissed the top of her head and petted her hair, lending his shoulder for her to cry on.
“It’ll be alright (Y/N). I know it.”
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ONE WEEK LATER
Both Hyunjin and (Y/N) are a wrecked mess. They both ate little amounts of food and seldom received friends and guests. They were broken, physically, mentally, and emotionally. They wanted to go back to each other and forget about the break fiasco, but both were too stubborn to make the first move.
Or, they were too scared.
Until Jisung decided that it was time for them to make up instead of missing each other.
“Come on,” Jisung pulls his best friend off his bed, “you need to get out of bed and see the sun for a little while. You resemble a vampire.”
“That’s because I’m not in the mood to see the sun,” she grumbles.
“Get out of my house for a while,” he says. “You can borrow my clothes. Take this, too. You need to eat.” he hands her a small stash of money, and when (Y/N) opened it to take a peek, she gasped softly when she saw a small wad of cash.
“Aren’t you broke?” she questions.
“I am, but I hate your ass so...” he shrugs then pulls her into a tight hug.
“Thanks, Jisung. I don’t know what I’ll do without you,” she mumbles into his shoulder.
“Nah,” Jisung smiles into her hair. “It’s all for you, buddy. Now shoo, I still need to feed Minho’s cats.”
(Y/N) laugued. “Minsung sails.”
“Get out of here.”
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(Y/N), in Jisung’s orange Bieber hoodie, black sweatpants and a pair of beat-up old Converse, she walked inside a small cafe and ordered a hot chocolate and some pastries to enjoy, before she went on another trip again by herself.
As she sat by the window, peacefully eating her food, a female approached her, and when she looked up, all the feelings of resentment, anger, and sadness bubbled up inside her, as the figure sat in front of her, a small smile upon the newcomer's face.
Yeji.
Gritting her teeth, she momentarily forgot about the hotness of the cup of chocolate drink she ordered as she faced the girl with hard eyes. Flinching slightly, she pulled her hands back and gave Yeji the stink eye.
“What are you doing here?”
Yeji smiled apologetically at her, and (Y/N) wanted nothing than to slap that smile off her face. Just seeing her alone ruined her already wrecked mood.
“I just want to clear up some things,” says Yeji. “Hyunjin did nothing wrong—he was just helping me with my dance since I was a bit burdened by the choreography—”
“But that doesn’t mean that you’d hang out with him twenty-four hours a day,” (Y/N) snapped. “I didn’t want to become a clingy girlfriend, but you pushed my limits. I get jealous very easily, but I tend to hold it in. But when someone crosses the line, I know when to step in. And thanks to you, Hyunjin and I broke up.”
Yeji bit her lip anxiously and looked up at her, eyes glossy in fear and sadness. The woman knew that she was at fault for the couple’s recent break up, and she knew she had to do something.
“Look, I know it was my fault for always dragging Hyunjin into my problems, and it’s selfish of me to take all of his time to myself—”
“I’m glad you’re aware,” she retorts. “So if you’ve got nothing else to say, you can now go and let me try to enjoy my food.”
“(Y/N),” Yeji tries to persuade her. “Please listen to me. Hyunjin did nothing wrong, please forgive him. The poor guy’s been spending day and night thinking of ways on how to make you forgive him. He’s beating himself up too much, did you see him lately? It’s like he’s not taking care of himself.”
(Y/N)’s eyes softened at the mention of Hyunjin’s current condition, and she looked into Yeji’s eyes to make sure if she’s telling nothing but the truth or not.
“Yeji,” she says. “Are you sure about this? You’re not lying to me, right?”
“No,” Yeji shakes her head. “Hyunjin is a good friend of mine, and you’re his girlfriend.”
“Okay,” although she was still a bit sketchy with Yeji’s actions, she offered her a small smile. “Thanks for telling me this, Yeji. Maybe I should go hear him out.”
“You should,” the female in front of her says. “Poor guy’s been beating himself up for too long now.”
“Well, I gotta go,” (Y/N) stood up and gave Yeji a small hug before letting go.
“He’s at their dorms!” Yeji said before (Y/N) ran away, thanking her as she disappeared into the distance.
Yeji then took her phone, calling someone. When the person on the other line picked up, she smiled.
“It’s done. Prepare Hyunjin, quick.”
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“Where is Hyunjin?”
Was the first thing (Y/N) said the moment she slammed the door of Stray Kids’ dorm open. Changbin, who was chilling peacefully as he sat on the couch while watching some movie, visibly flinched at her sudden arrival. He held a remote in his hands, and with bored eyes, he faced the newcomer.
“What the hell, (Y/N)?” he says. “You could’ve at least knocked instead of giving everyone in this dorm a heart attack.”
The girl rolled her eyes, “Where’s Hyunjin?” she says. “I need to talk to him.”
“You tell me,” Changbin shrugged and changed the channel. “He was rushed out of the dorm when Chan hyung got a phone call from somebody. All I know is that he left this paper for you, in case you drop by.”
Changbin holds a folded paper in his hands, and (Y/N) practically sprints toward him and snatches the note. She then proceeded to unfold the letter and read the contents.
Meet me at the Han River at 7 pm sharp. If you don’t show up, you’ll break my heart.
Yours eternally,
Hyunjin <3
(Y/N) couldn’t help but laugh at his dorky note. Folding the paper back, she pushed the note inside her pocket and sent Changbin a grateful nod.
“Thanks Bin,” she says and runs out of the dorm.
Changbin shook his head, laughing. “That kid...”
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Moments later, (Y/N) arrived at the Han River, in a presentable outfit, with her hair done nicely and all. She was waiting patiently under a tree, and was startled when someone called her name from a distance.
And that someone, happened to be possibly the most extra person on the face of the planet, Lee Felix.
“(Y/N)!” he yells, waving his arms. “Come here!”
Rolling her eyes, (Y/N) walked to where Felix was standing, and was surprised at his very formal outfit. It was like he went to an awards night and rushed to where she is now.
“Why are you dressed in that?” she asks.
“I was being extra today, so I thought, why not?” he raised his eyebrows up and down as he smiled sheepishly.
“Since when there was a day when you weren’t being extra?” she sassed.
Felix pouts. “Meanie.”
“Anyways,” (Y/N) says. “Where’s Hyunjin? He told me to come here at seven.”
“Oh, about that,” Felix scratched the back of his neck. “Close your eyes for a bit.”
“What?”
“Just trust me. Close your eyes.”
“Alright.”
Closing her eyes, (Y/N) felt some sort of cloth being wrapped around her head, concealing her eyes. She panicked, but two comforting hands soothed her shoulder, helping her slowly relax her frigid profile.
“Felix, what are you doing?”
But no one answered. Instead, two hands snaked themselves around her hips, slowly guiding her somewhere. And since she was practically stone-blind, all (Y/N) could do was follow.
“Where are we going?” she asks, hoping for some sort of response. “Felix?”
But just like the first, the person didn’t answer her. She then kept her mouth shut and followed the person’s directions, until they halted to a sudden stop.
Just then, (Y/N) felt the hands slowly detaching from her body. Before she could reach out to hold them again, they disappeared.
“Hello?” she calls out. “Is it okay if I take off my blindfold?”
Damn. This feels like Bird Box.
“You can.”
Pulling off the blindfold, (Y/N) opened her eyes and saw the most cliche yet the most beautiful transformation of the park. Just like every romance movie she watched, the whole place was set up nicely, with fairy lights hung around trees, soft music in the background, the flower petals scattered on the grass, and the candlelit dinner in the middle.
But the most important of all, was the tall male in a tuxedo, handsomely standing in front of her with a bouquet of her favorite flowers.
This was all too much.
“Hyunjin...” she mumbled.
Said male smiled at her, the same smile that made her fall for him in the first place. “(Y/N).”
The way she mentioned her name, the way it rolled off his lips, sounded like honeyed music to her ears. (Y/N) sprinted towards Hyunjin and enveloped him in a bear hug, her arms wrapped tightly around her neck. Hyunjin gasped and returned the hug, dropping the flowers on the ground. Good thing Minho was there to pick up the bouquet.
“I’m so sorry for not hearing you out,” she says, tearing up. “I’m sorry, I forgive you Hyunjin. Yeji already told me everything. I’m so—”
Since Hyunjin couldn’t bear hearing her apologize anymore, he kissed her full on the lips. Squeals were heard in the background, which was obviously Felix’s.
They stayed like that for a little while, until Hyunjin broke the kiss. He stared deep into her eyes before heaving a huge breath, slowly going down on one knee. (Y/N) gasped, anticipating the next scenes.
Hyunjin pulled out a ring from his back pocket, and (Y/N)’s hand flew to her mouth.
Is he going to..?
“(Y/N),” Hyunjin breathes out. “I know that the last few days had been rough on us, and to hear you that you have forgiven me lifted a ton off my shoulders. I honestly thought you wouldn’t come, but I was the least bit confident, thanks to Chan hyung, since he told me that if you really love me, you would come to see me, even if you were still mad at me. So, (Y/N), I won’t make this any longer. I want you to be my permanent lover. I want you to stay by my side, I want you to never leave me, never leave us. I need you for me to be complete, I need you to fill the void in my heart. So, without any further ado...”
“Will you marry me?”
To ruin the mood, Jisung decided to change the music to TWICE’s Yes or Yes. His song choice made everyone burst into laughter, but just like the title of the song, (Y/N) had to choose one of the two choices.
“Yes!”
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gaaaaaah it took so long for me to write this! but yeah, to the requester, i hope you like it!
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