desires || yang jeongin x reader(female)

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I

woke up, still on jeongins lap. He looked really uncomfortable tho, so I moved and placed him on his couch, so that he could sleep more peacefully.
I quietly left the place and made my way home. At home I changed my clothes and went to work. On my way I listened to fairytale by skz. At work, byeol approached me and we started working.
"Soo, how was it at jeongins? " she wiggled her eyebrows at me.
"Huh, how did you know I was at jeongins? And omg stop wiggling your eyebrows like that" I hold my hand in her face.
" I was planning on sleeping over so I came to your house but you weren't there. So I decided to ask around where you were I mean you couldve been kidnapped yk but they told me you weren't there so when I asked jeongin he said ur on his lap resting" she explained to me, only making half of her sentence understandable due to her fast speaking.
"Dude calm down. Did he say anything else? "
"Hm no just that you need to rest and I shouldn't bother him anymore" she slightly pouted at me. I laughed at her and continued stuffing the flower pots with potting soil.

jeongin pov

I woke up by the doorbell ringing, revealing the post man. A new jacket, a few letters from the phone center,.... Nothing interesting. Exhausted, I fell back on the couch. Where was y/n? Did she leave early? I searched the apartment, hoping to find her, without any luck. Flashbacks hit me suddenly and I began turning tomato.
The girl I've been having a crush on since I first watched her enter the classroom, cried herself out on my lap. No worse, slept on my lap. She looked so peaceful and exhausted I couldn't possibly move her from it. Not that I minded having her on my lap in the first place it was just really uncomfortable.
I could still smell her shampoo in my house, the scent flying around like a cloud. My pants have a little maskara stain on it. Yea, there's no way I'm washing that off.
Her face felt so soft and wet from her tears. Her nose cutely red and sniffles escaping her every now and then. I sat down on my writing desk and stared at the framed picture right in front of me, the picture we took on Christmas. What has this girl done to me. I've liked her for so long, but I can still remember just what made me fall for her.
Flashback

It was your first day at your new school after transferring. You came into the class and his eyes were immediately on you. The new school uniform still new and a little uncomfortable for you, perfectly toned your body and the pastel like colours matching your hair in a beautiful way. Your hair was open, parted in three parts. Two in front, one back. You had your genuine smile plastered on your face as you introduced yourself to your new classmates.
"Hello.my name is kang y/n and I'll be your new classmate from now on. Please take care of me. " you bowed politely before sitting on a free chair.
Apparently right in front of the strawberry haired boy, giving him a good opportunity to check out as much as he can of you. He noticed a cute little teddy bear charm on your bag and a pink clip on the back of your hair, holding it back sloppily. In his eyes, you were the most precious thing spotted with just a few glances. In yours, he was one of the outstanding boys you knew you could never have. You admired his confidence on wearing coloured hair, the fact it was unusual for a boy to wear a different color than brown black or blond in your hometown. And you absolutely thought it suited him. You never allowed yourself to feel anything else than admiration towards him tho, not wanting the same thing happening to you again. Little did you know that at this school, he wasn't even that popular and he liked you.

Flashback end

"If only you looked at me the same way I look at you" he sighed placing the picture back to its place.

Reader pov

Shift ended as I was putting away the last trash from trimming roses, etc.
"Ugh I can't believe school starts again tomorrow. Holidays barely just started! "
Byeol pouted "You say every holiday end they have to end at some point! " I laughed at her, locking the shops door.
"No they don't! In my opinion they can be till forever" she said leaning on the wall next to her.
We walked home together and parted when we had to. It was still really cold, my long coat and scarf not going their job properly and my hands not able to pick the right music, doe to the frozen nerves. It all didn't mind me tho. I still was able to see my footprints in the snow, stepped on crunchy frozen grass and purposely breathed out through my mouth, creating a big grey cloud every time I did so. Winter was my favorite of all. It's the time you feel more attached to things, the calm season. In summer you just want everyone and thing off of you and away while trying not to smell like rotten fish due to the enormous amount of sweat. I hated sweating. Everything sticks to you. Especially sand! And don't even come with suncream on a beach. If you want to have a kissing contest with the sand, not getting it off ever, go ahead! Nothing for me tho. Not that a sun burn is any better, making you a living peal off mask. I'll stick with freezing!