Kim Seokjin x reader | Enemy to Lovers!au, smut, fluff, rom-com | 18,5k words
Summary | You hate to admit it, but making bad decisions and being reckless seems to be your forte. From saying yes to a last-minute meeting to ignoring your father's warn...
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"Oh, my God! Jin!"
It takes a lot of effort for you to hop off towards where Seokjin had fallen into. Once you reach the edge of the woods, you finally notice that the ground slightly descends from the pathway, going downhill towards the farmland beyond.
You can hear him laughing before you find him, lying down on his back and practically buried in the pile of snow. The broken patches of the snow around you shows you just where he had his misstep earlier before he came tumbling down.
"Jin, are you okay?" you shout out to him while taking another step forward while he is still chuckling like an ass down there.
As he notices you moving, he suddenly yells out, "No, ______. Stop!"
His warning is left unheard, however, when it is far too late. You have taken a step into the snowy hill and the 'ground' beneath you breaks, sending you slipping down the slope until you fall on your back, landing right beside him.
"Shit, _____," you hear him calling as he crawls to you. "Are you okay?"
Seeing his face hovering above you snaps you right out of the shock, and then you start laughing.
"Oh, God," you scream. "We are such a mess."
"Shit, you scared me," he says, slowly grinning when relief washes over him. "Yeah, we are quite the mess. And we are both soaking wet now."
"Oh damn, you're right," you murmur as you look down on your clothes, and his own, all completely covered in snow. "No thanks to the snow, I guess."
Lying back down against the slope beneath you, you look over to the farmhouse before you and wonder loudly, "Do you think we could just rest and shelter here?"
You feel cold and tired, and in more pain after the fall. The night is not getting any younger. And with this much stress, you know that you cannot force Seokjin to try and break his truck free in the dark and in this cold. You know that your family would be worried about you if you don't reach home by tonight, but you also know that at least your father would still be logical enough not to unleash a whole search party for you only because you are late for half a day.
As long as you can go back on the road the moment the sun rises, that is.
As if reading your thoughts, Seokjin follows your gaze and nods. "Maybe. It might be better to rest than risk it in the dark. I can try again when the sun is up. Hopefully, the ground will break more easily once it has warmed up," he says, before pushing himself off the ground. "Stay here for a moment and let me lock up the truck before leaving it."
"Oh, don't worry. It's not like I can go anywhere," you wave him off as he turns to run back up towards his truck, leaving you there to feel the throbbing pain on your ankle while wondering how terribly sore you are going to feel in the morning around the hips.
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You were never one to go to high school parties.
But when your best friend became a host for one during her birthday on one Friday night, there was no way you were going to refuse. Especially when she had let you know that your crush was invited.
He was one of the boys from the track team, one of the few decent ones who had never been rude to you. Dongjun was always so nice and so full of smiles that you fell for him instantly. His personality intrigued you solely because he was different compared to the other boys, more mature, more gentle, and had always been so caring.
Through a scheme brought upon by your close friends, you had ended up inside the closet during a Seven Minutes in Heaven-ish game with the gorgeous boy himself. The seven minutes felt like a lifetime when you spent the first two talking shyly with him before spending the next five minute of it kissing.
Your very first kiss. With your very first crush.
Your heart was racing and there was no doubt your face would have a change of colour when you finally parted, and you had let him know about it being your first. "That was my first kiss."
He smiled against your lips with his forehead on yours. "Then it was my honour to have been given a chance to give it to you," he said then, and you felt so close to melting into a puddle. "How about I repay it by joining you at lunch next Monday?"
"S-sure."
He was the one who left the closet first, after kissing you one last time with a brief, chaste kiss. And you were still smiling and flushing in bliss when you stepped out half a minute later.
The bliss you felt then was cut short, however, when you were met with the last person on earth you would ever wish to see.
"Someone looks happy," Seokjin greeted you with a sing-a-long tone as he watched you stepping out of the closet.
"Who invited you?" you asked him with a frown. You were sure that your best friend had insisted not to invite the devil, yet here he was, looking bitter and evil as he always did when he saw you.
With his hands in his pockets, Seokjin grinned. "The boys from the club were invited and they needed a ride. So I had to be a good samaritan and offer my service."
"The good samaritan, you are," you scoffed, then tried to walk past him.
"I wonder what he would be even happier if he had seen your picture."
Stopping in your tracks, you turned to him and glared. "Don't. You. Dare."
Seokjin backed away from you, chuckling. "We'll see, little one. We'll see."
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