Written: 12/26/22
"Y/n.", a muffled voice came from outside my door. "Y/n.", it was my mom, "Y/n!". I sigh, taking out my earbuds. "Yea, Ma?". "I made some cookies, be a dear and hand them out to the neighbors?", my mom spoke. "Fine. 10 bucks and I'll do it.", I smirk. "No.", I heard from outside my door before my moms footsteps faded out. "Stupid.", I mutter into my hand, carful not to let my mom hear me. Not gonna lie, she's absolutely terrifying.
I slid off my bed before heading downstairs. I had some comfy clothes on and decided I'm not gonna change. Let them think whatever they wanna think, I don't care. I probably should.
I took the cookies off the counter and put my crocs on. My outfit was all over the place but who gives a crap, eh?
I opened the door and headed over to the house that was next to me.
I walked up the steps and cleared my throat.
Before I even knocked the door opened. It revealed a boy that looked to be my age.
"What do you want?", he asked. "I- uh... I'm new and I brought some cookies.", I held out a plate but he took the entire container. "Thanks.", he smirked before closing the door. I stood there speechless. "Ok.", I muttered before turning around.
I heard a swooshing sound and turned around to see the same boy laughing, "I'm just kidding. I couldn't do that to you, hot stuff.". "Oh- ok...?", I look around.
"Here.", he handed me the container. It was empty. "How did you eat all those-", I ask him. "Jesus, are you stupid? It's called putting them in another bag. I just gave the container back to you. Im being nice.", he rolled his eyes. "Oh... ok... um... bye, I guess.", I awkwardly waved before starting to turn around again.
"Oh, don't leave yet. We're just getting started.", the boys hand lands on my shoulder and turns me back around. I make eye contact with him but look away.
"Awe, sweetheart. Can't even make eye contact? How adorable. What's your name?", he asks with a smirk on his face. "Y/n.", I mutter. "Pretty name for a pretty girl.", he smiles. I smiled but try to push it down, "Thank you.". "No problem. So, Y/n, can I see your phone?", he asks. "Wha- Why?", I look him in his eyes. "To put my number in, of course.", he smirked. "Sure.", I smile.
After putting his number in my phone, I headed off and back to my house, which wasn't far so it wasn't bad. But how was I gonna tell my mom I only made it to one house? And tell her that the boy took all her cookies? Eh, I'll just lie my way out of it. Always works.
I placed the container back in its original place before putting my ear buds in and running up stairs. Like anyone, I did the childhood thing of pretending to be an animal and crawling up them.
I laughed quietly and ran to my bedroom, blasting my music into my ears. I'll probably regret it later on but who cares, I'm having fun right now, so, whatever! Live in the moment, yolo! Eww... I sound like a millennial (I'm gonna get hate for that,I know it).
I jumped onto my bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking of random things... mostly about the boy... hehe... he...
Wait... I didn't even get his name... how could I be so stupid!? I don't even know my crushes name! Wait... crush? Crush!? CRUSH!? You just met him, Y/n! Get yourself together!!!
I shake my head, quickly trying to rid my thoughts away.
"No...", I mutter, "Not again.".
Last time I fell in love it sucked. Luckily we didn't do anything before he broke my heart. G-D knows I'd die if I acutely did that. I believe it was for a reason. Maybe it's so I could meet my "crush" with an open mind? Something like that.
I laid in bed, continuing to stare at the ceiling.
Maybe I should text him. Should I? Can I? Wait!? I can literally just look at his contact name and find out his name.
I unlock my phone and go into my contacts. I look through it and see a new contact.
🖤TLOML🖤
Ok? I Wonder what that means? Still don't know this man's name. I guess he using the "mystery" part of leading a girl on. Leading a girl on? I just met this man... why do I keep saying that? So many questions and so little answers. Like this man's name!!! Oh, lord, I'm stressing myself out.
I sigh and turn to the side and look out my window. And, surprisingly, there was another window.
Eww. What if it's some old persons and they can watch me change.
Almost on cue, I saw someone come through the rooms door.
And guess who it was...
Some old person. Eww.
Just kidding, it was the boy from before.
I sat up and started to stare at the boy, hoping he'd look back at me.
My thoughts stared to run again, mostly about how fine this man was, and I looked away.
I sighed before turning back again and I saw the boy looking at me.
I smiled and waved.He smirked and slowly waved back. I blushed a bit and looked away before looking back again.
He was gone.
"What the fuck.", I mutter to myself. How in the shit did he do that?
I scoffed/sighed and laid back down again. For some odd reason I like "interacting" with him.
I... just... met... him...
I can't fall in love. Nope. Na-da. Nein.
I heard a loud knock at the door and sighed before getting up.
I rushed down the stairs and opened the door.
It was the boy.
"Hey, hot stuff, how's it been without me?", he winked.
"I don't know. Hmm... I'd say not very good. Missed being in your hot presence. Keeps me warm.", I smile.
"I'd assume it's nice for me to be back. Maybe I should hang out with you more often.", he smirks.
"Alright. I'd agree. But I still don't know your name, stranger.", I laugh.
"Yoon. Yoon Gwi-nam.", he nods.
"Pleasure to meet you, Yoon. Yoon Gwi-nam.", I smile.
"Pleasure is all mine, hot stuff.", he winks.
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Mine |Yoon Gwi-nam x Reader|
Fanfiction""Alright. I'd agree. But i s till don't know your name, stranger.", I laugh. "Yoon. Yoon Gwi-nam.", he nods. "Pleasure to meet you, Yoon. Yoon Gwi-nam.", I smile. "Pleasure is all mine, hot stuff.", he winks." Is my own plot line in the beginning b...