to die for [jsy + f!reader]

xx : cure

CW: this chapter contains heavy nsfw content. if this is something you are not comfortable reading, i will mark where it starts AND ends with the following symbol (⚠️ ). look for this symbol when searching for where to skip to or from. i hope this will make it easier for those who do not wish to consume such content. please be rest assured that reading these sections is not mandatory and you will not lose out on the main plot by skipping them. have a good day, and without further ado, happy reading!

i wanted to post this on valentines (happy valentines day btw to everyone who celebrated! i got dumped the day before valentines this year, isnt that so slay and cool) but i couldn't finish it in time lol. ok enough of the oversharing lol enjoy the chapter !!

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"[Y/N]~" Soyeon whispered, shaking me lightly. I had fallen asleep with her in my bed, and I was laying drowsily on top of her, my head rested on her chest. I pulled the blanket over my head in my half-asleep state, not budging an inch further.

"[Y/N], it's time to get up. You don't want us to be late for classes, do you?" She continued. Again, I didn't move an inch.

"Mmm, can't we skip one day? My head hurts." I mumbled, tightening my grip on her. She shook her head, her hand running down my back.

"Baby, exams are soon. You don't wanna miss class right before exams, hm?" She hummed.

"I'll catch up, it's fine..." I murmured. "I'm so tired.."

Soyeon sighed lightly and tried to pry me off of her, wiggling slightly in an attempt to move me.

"Stop it..." I whined. Soyeon sighed again in defeat, hand moving back up and running through my hair slowly.

"You're lucky I only have one class today and it's forensic psych." She gave in. "Fine."

"Isn't Yuqi in that class?" I asked, exhaling deeply and stretching my arms, then moving them back to where they were respectively.

"Mhm." She replied.

"Just ask her for notes."

"Yeah, that's what I meant when I said you're lucky I only have that class today." She agreed. "What about you though?"

"Mm.." I grumbled, trying to collect the scattered thoughts in my immensely hungover brain. "What day is it?"

"Wednesday."

"Oh..." I thought out loud. "Audio engineering and criminal justice.."

"So your two biggest struggle classes? And you're gonna skip?" She chuckled. "Well, I guess you did it to yourself. Seriously, who goes drinking on a week night?"

"Hey, I didn't wanna go." I groaned. "Minnie made me."

"Why is that?"

"She was trying to cheer me up." I sleepily groused.

"So she took you to get blackout drunk? That girl needs to learn healthy coping mechanisms." Soyeon shook her head with a teasing smile.

"I wasn't blackout drunk..." I pouted. "I remember everything."

"So you remember how you texted me last night?"

"Mhm... don't talk about it." I complained, embarrassed of my inebriated texting skills. Soyeon laughed lightly, remembering the drunken messages we exchanged.

"Hey, I know you said you remember, but, um," She began. "I really am sorry for everything. I felt I should tell you in person when you're not wasted."