a 'hi' would have been nice
a 'hi' would have been nice
pg (taemin/sulli, g.o/jooyeon)
a/n: these are all fluff overload and the jooyeon/g.o one is my fail attempt at writing something for withoutchange
taemin/sulli
Jinri hates looking at him.
Because then he will smirk and she will smile and they will start talking.
It had been this way since thirteen and she despises herself for it.
There was something about the best friend's ex that enticed her to no end. The brief looks, secret glances, hands brushing when passing in the hall way. It was oh-all-so-very-wrong but at the time, such a guilty pleasure.
She's actually enjoying this non-existent affair as much as he is.
Everyone knows exes are highly off the hook and highly overrated. There should be a law against this because every time their eyes met, he sucks the life out of her and it was like they were eyes fucking.
Krystal gave the break up speech at fifteen. Taemin was a single in the heart since fourteen. Jinri thinks she might have a crush on him, the high school girl kind. He's at it again, eyes burning at her back and she regretted wearing a dress with such a deep plunge.
She excuses herself from the stock holders and head to the drink bar to pour herself a punch. His eyes follow. She felt sick to the stomachs; it might be the butterflies acting up again
He places a hand on her waist and she nearly upchucks out all the things she had eaten since the party started.
"Can you like - please, just get your hand off me?" She said through gritted teeth, smiling innocently at the greeting staffs.
Taemin casually took a gulp of his wine. "Why? It's not like you don't like it."
This is inappropriate, her mind says but her body says otherwise.
g.o/jooyeon
"Ow, ow, ow, ow."
Jooyeon screeches out like a five years old, getting the attentions of every students in the room. She felt something coming into contact with her perfectly styled pigtail. It got a little bit violent later on when that something tugged on it harshly. She manages to turn her head around, only to see a boy sitting on the edge of his seat and smiling cheekily down at her. Students stare at the two of them oddly before resuming to their own chit chats they were having before interrupted.
She looks up at him, awkwardly she says, "Hi there, I would really appreciate it if you could remove your hand from my hair."
"Sorry," He apologizes and sits back down on the chair. "I think your hair is really pretty." He mumbles as he stares down at his fiddling thumbs.
Jooyeon turn to face the black board and wait silently for class to start. She didn't know whether to feel touched by his comment or down right creep out by it.
"I think your moustache is pretty cute too." She whispers to him half way through math when Mrs Kim give into the inevitable and was sound asleep on the teacher's desk.
A note asking if she wants to be lab partner from a guy name Jung Byung Hee, lands on her lap five minutes later.
This is a start of something beautiful, she thought as she write a big yes in pink glittery pen and throw it back to him.
pg (taemin/sulli, g.o/jooyeon)
a/n: these are all fluff overload and the jooyeon/g.o one is my fail attempt at writing something for withoutchange
taemin/sulli
Jinri hates looking at him.
Because then he will smirk and she will smile and they will start talking.
It had been this way since thirteen and she despises herself for it.
There was something about the best friend's ex that enticed her to no end. The brief looks, secret glances, hands brushing when passing in the hall way. It was oh-all-so-very-wrong but at the time, such a guilty pleasure.
She's actually enjoying this non-existent affair as much as he is.
Everyone knows exes are highly off the hook and highly overrated. There should be a law against this because every time their eyes met, he sucks the life out of her and it was like they were eyes fucking.
Krystal gave the break up speech at fifteen. Taemin was a single in the heart since fourteen. Jinri thinks she might have a crush on him, the high school girl kind. He's at it again, eyes burning at her back and she regretted wearing a dress with such a deep plunge.
She excuses herself from the stock holders and head to the drink bar to pour herself a punch. His eyes follow. She felt sick to the stomachs; it might be the butterflies acting up again
He places a hand on her waist and she nearly upchucks out all the things she had eaten since the party started.
"Can you like - please, just get your hand off me?" She said through gritted teeth, smiling innocently at the greeting staffs.
Taemin casually took a gulp of his wine. "Why? It's not like you don't like it."
This is inappropriate, her mind says but her body says otherwise.
g.o/jooyeon
"Ow, ow, ow, ow."
Jooyeon screeches out like a five years old, getting the attentions of every students in the room. She felt something coming into contact with her perfectly styled pigtail. It got a little bit violent later on when that something tugged on it harshly. She manages to turn her head around, only to see a boy sitting on the edge of his seat and smiling cheekily down at her. Students stare at the two of them oddly before resuming to their own chit chats they were having before interrupted.
She looks up at him, awkwardly she says, "Hi there, I would really appreciate it if you could remove your hand from my hair."
"Sorry," He apologizes and sits back down on the chair. "I think your hair is really pretty." He mumbles as he stares down at his fiddling thumbs.
Jooyeon turn to face the black board and wait silently for class to start. She didn't know whether to feel touched by his comment or down right creep out by it.
"I think your moustache is pretty cute too." She whispers to him half way through math when Mrs Kim give into the inevitable and was sound asleep on the teacher's desk.
A note asking if she wants to be lab partner from a guy name Jung Byung Hee, lands on her lap five minutes later.
This is a start of something beautiful, she thought as she write a big yes in pink glittery pen and throw it back to him.