Strike three, you're mine

Strike three, you're mine

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What started as a harmless bribe from Jaeyi's friends turned into something far more unexpected. She didn't even care where they were going-just another sports related, she thought. But fate had other plans. Somewhere between dodging fastballs and boredom, Jaeyi caught the eye of the team's pitcher-who looked like she could throw a ball straight through her head... or maybe, just maybe, right into her heart. Well, maybe it's another shot-done! But this time, it's ridiculously fluffy, I guess. I was smiling like a fool while writing this! Honestly, it was inspired by Soobin herself. I'm not even sure how it came together, I just really needed something refreshing after working on Severe and Imperfect for You, which was pretty heavy, huhuhuhu This was actually released during Pride Month so... Happy Pride Month, everyone! 🌈💖 Alsooo, I originally posted this on my AO3 account, but I wanted to share it here with my Wattpad readers too~ With love, your Potato Author 🥔 Nothing beats a JaeSeulgi Gayliday , and right now you can save 50 gay panic pounds per person. ifykyk XD
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If someone had told Seulgi three months ago that she'd end up sharing a house with her mother's new fiancé and his daughter, she would've laughed. Or screamed. Or both. Now? Well-she's still screaming. But more internally. Mostly. "I swear to God, if you touch my skincare again, Jaeyi-" "Relax! I was just borrowing your toner. And serum. And... maybe the snail essence. Your pores look rich, I'm trying to invest." Seulgi clenched her jaw, gripping the bathroom doorframe like it personally betrayed her. "Your investment plan is going to end in hospital bills." Living under the same roof as Jaeyi was like signing up for emotional whiplash. One moment she was laughing at Jaeyi doing a ridiculous dance in the kitchen with a burnt pancake on her head; the next, she was staring too long when Jaeyi came home in a sundress that shouldn't be legal. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Because Jaeyi wasn't just annoying. Or pretty. Or funny in a way that made Seulgi want to punch a pillow. Jaeyi was her. The kind of chaos Seulgi never asked for but somehow couldn't stop orbiting around. "You're staring again," Jaeyi teased one evening, perched on the kitchen counter, eating grapes like a Greek goddess with no regard for personal space. "No, I'm regretting my life choices," Seulgi deadpanned, turning away, ears turning traitorously red. Jaeyi tilted her head. "Sure you are. Just like how you 'regretted' sitting next to me during movie night. Or how you 'regretted' holding my hand during that thunderstorm." "That was for safety," Seulgi snapped, grabbing a water bottle just to have something to hold that wasn't Jaeyi's smug face. "Oh? So if another thunderstorm happens, you'll hold someone else's hand?" Silence.

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