Loving Fwb Dreamies Ii. *

loving fwb dreamies ii. ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

・❥・ suggestive 18+, angst, fluff, emotional… checks all the boxes & thank you for requesting @hwaflms 🖤

・❥・ jaemin, chenle, jisung

Thinking about Jace Herondale again

Amortentia | J.JK¹

Jeon Jungkook grifinório! x leitora sonserina.

Palavras: 1.337

Sinopse: Em teoria, um grifinório e uma sonserina não poderiam acontecer, mas desde o primeiro dia em que chegaram no castelo, Jean não tira seus olhos de uma sonserina. Mas o moreno logo descobrirá que cobras são mestres em se esgueirar para longe dos holofotes.

Avisos: Um grande slow burn (é preciso pro começo de tudo...), Jk é uma criança atentada, Se tem pouco da leitora, mas nos próximos a gatona aparece com tudo.

J.JK¹ | J.JK² | J.JK³

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A primeira vez que se viram, foi quando saíram do expresso Hogwarts, direto para seu primeiro ano mágico na escola de magias.

Conforme conheciam o castelo, Jeon Jungkook chamou a atenção da garota, assim como a mesma se destacou na multidão, mas entre o turbilhão de emoções de estar na escola mágica pela primeira vez, a vergonha e o medo estavam no top 5 (dos dois). Afinal, assim como poderiam acabar na mesma casa, poderiam muito bem acabar em casas "rivais" - Minerva tinha dito que não gostavam desse termo, mas todos sabiam muito bem como as coisas eram nos corredores e casas comunais.

Ele foi primeiro, o chapéu seletor criou vida, e falou sem parar : "Não há nada escondido em sua cabeça que o Chapéu Seletor não consiga ver, por isso é só me porem na cabeça que vou dizer em que casa de Hogwarts deverão ficar." Ele parecia apavorado, grandes olhos brilhando sob a luz das velas do lugar. Jeon tentava olhar o chapéu, mas não conseguia, adorável, de fato. "Ah, um rapaz curioso, vejo... Poderia ser um lufano, mas paciência não é seu forte... Possui a mente de um Corvinal, mas é de fato..." e então um silêncio de segundos que pareceram um século, com o rapaz dançando na cadeira, e todos olhando em expectativa "Grifinória!".

Toda a mesa vermelha vibrou de emoção, e você não tem certeza ao certo, mas teve certeza que antes de se sentar com sua nova família, ele tinha te olhado em pura expectativa.

Cinco alunos depois, e então era ela quem deveria se sentar na grande cadeira, com o estranho chapéu falante. O discurso inicial foi o mesmo para todos os alunos, até que não era mais. "Ah, seu coração é puro, não se esqueça, e fará grandes amigos, amigos iguais a si..." Mal houve tempo de segurar a respiração em expectativa, quando a voz ecoou, e a realidade congelou "Sonserina!"

Não poderia dizer que estava decepcionada, já que a história da casa era realmente fascinante, mas ela também não poderia negar um nervosismo maior, já que diferente de grande parte dos alunos sonserinos, Sn não era uma bruxa de 'sangue azul' (ou verde), uma vez que não tinha pais bruxos, era "meio sangue".

...

Os primeiros anos, foram calmos. A sonserina aceitou muito bem Sn, e para sua sorte, os amigos amis próximos que fez eram tão focados nos estudos quando ela, o que deixava suas visitas a grande biblioteca bem mais divertidas e agradáveis.

Do outro lado do castelo, Jeon Jungkook era recebido na Grifinória também de braços abertos. No seu primeiro ano, ele se manteve um rapaz tímido, que mal levantava a mão durante as aulas, a menos que extremamente necessário, e preferia passar grande parte do seu dia do lado de fora do prédio.

Mas foi no segundo ano, quando voltaram das férias de fim de ano com as famílias, que todos perceberam uma mudança no rapaz. Agora ele estava mais extrovertido, sociável. Jeon se alinhou a um grupo de amigos, que quando juntos eram inseparáveis e imparáveis, alguns grifinórios, mas nem todos.

Obviamente que o grupo ficou popular rapidamente, sempre chamando atenção, seja por sua beleza, inteligência e principalmente por seu barulho.

As matérias também mudaram um pouco, algumas interessantes, enquanto Sn se apaixonou perdidamente por algumas, como poções e feitiços, sofria com herbologia e astronomia, enquanto Jungkook não tinha preferências, mas se saía bem sem muitos esforço, o que já era uma grande vitória.

Mas se tinha uma coisa que não saia de sua cabeça, era como chamar atenção da garota bonita que viu no seu primeiro dia. Ele sempre a Bia pelos corredores do castelo, e felizmente tinha todas as aulas com ela, mas tinham algum empecilhos no seu caminho: A) Jeon acreditava firmemente que não fazia o tipo dela, B) Ela não parecia ter atenção para outra coisa se não aulas e a pior: C) ela era uma sonserina, e ele um Grifinório.

"Mas isso é ridículo, pelo amor de Merlim!" O Corvinal Namjoon reclamou com o mais novo, quando ele falava pela milionésima vez sobre a garota. Hoseok e Jimin riram do cutucão na cabeça que levou. "Primeiro que ninguém mais vê rivalidade nenhuma entre as casas, segundo que ela só é mais introvertida, você era assim também, lembra?"

"É, você só precisa de um bom plano pra chamar a atenção dela, e tals" seu amigo Taehyung comentou distraído com alguma coisa, e Yoongi adiciona um comentário engraçadinho de mais para Jeon: "E que seja rápido, ou Jimin vai se cansar de esperar por você, vai passar na sua frente."

Naquela noite, antes de dormir, Jungkook olhava para o céu noturno em sua janela, imaginando o que poderia fazer para finalmente fazer com que a garota o percebesse...

Quando as aulas voltaram, tudo parecia normal para Sn, mas aos poucos, ela percebeu que na verdade não estava nada normal. Conforme as matérias eram dadas, Jeon Jungkook se tornou mais... participativo.

O moreno começou a levantar sua mão, fazer comentários e tentar passar a sua frente, mesmo quando o professor te dava a vez de falar.

Aquilo pode ter a incomodado, mas Sn tentou não transparecer, pois não quis parecer mesquinha com tal assunto, então conforme Jeon agia, ela apenas o encarava, perplexa e logo voltava sua atenção ao que realmente importava.

Sem perceber, Sn estava em algum tipo de competição academica com Jungkook, e se tornaram a maior fonte de pontos de ambas as casas, e de entretenimento para a toda a escola. A rivalidade ficou tão vivida, que reascendeu a chama da confusão Grifinória x Sonserina, e até os fantasmas comentavam sobre.

Quando no terceiro ano, o rapaz começou a ficar mais ousado, usando provocações muito mais diretas.

"Boa sorte na aula de poções hoje, cobrinha" o moreno disse, quando passava pelo corredor para a sala de aula, bagunçando os cabelos da garota, o que fez algumas meninas atrás dela soltarem uma risadinha zombateira. Ela queria muito bater nele.

Mas ela nunca reagia. E isso sempre parecia jogar mais gasolina ao fogo. Não importava o que ele dizia, sua expressão era sempre a mesma: uma revirada de olhos, e apenas. Uma vez que a garota não sabia qual a intenção do rapaz de ter começado a agir assim do nada, ela preferia focar no mais importante, que eram seus estudos.

"É uma tática idiota..." Namjoon começou a comentar uma vez, eles estavam reunidos no pátio no fim de semana, e em uma rara ocasião, o mais novo estava com um livro estudando, "mas pelo menos te fez abrir um livro"

"Pontos para Sn, então!" Jin levantou sua xícara de café sorrindo para o mais novo que apenas rolou os olhos.

Mas Jungkook estava cada vez mais frustrado. Não importava o que ele fazia, quantas vezes a interrompia, quantas vezes nos corredores esbarrava na sonserina "sem querer", ou até por querer... Nada parecia surtir efeito. A única reação que conseguia era uma revirada de olhos, e só. SÓ!

Foi então que em mais uma noite, olhando para o mesmo céu escuro, que mais uma ideia surgiu, e dessa vez, ele tinha certeza que não tinha como ela o ignorar.

...

Quando Snape a chamou então em sua sala, o que era algo estranho, já que ela não era o tipo de aluna que precisava ser chamada em sua sala. Mas já que foi, não quis o fazer esperar.

Assim que chegou na sala, fitou a porta por longos segundos, com medo do que lhe esperava lá dentro. Mas sem enrolar muito, para não irritar o professor que já tinha pouca paciência, bateu, e esperou sua confirmação.

Enquanto caminhava pelos corredores silenciosos daquele lado do castelo, Sn não pôde deixar de imaginar milhares de cenários diferentes, mas em nenhum deles, a preparou para a cena que encontrou.

No momento em que o Professor Snape abriu a porta, ela pode ver além de sua carranca, a figura de Jeon Jungkook sentado em uma cadeira, bebendo chá calmamente. Ah, não, não, não, não ....

"Senhorita S/s, como minha melhor aluna, quero que seja tutora desse... rapaz."

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✰ MARK — childhood friends to lovers!au

ever since you've basically known your name, mark has been the boy next door. there was the cheeky, red letters of "lee" painted on the mailbox, the windows were adorned with the same coloured curtains, and the same doormat has been sitting in front of their door for ages. you have loved mark ever since you two have met. there wasn't a day where you wouldn't think of him, and there hasn't been a day when you haven't loved him. it was like a vicious circle which you couldn't get out of, because those stupid feelings would destroy the oh so precious friendship of yours, and you cannot let that happen, right? i mean, that's what you've thought for far too long, since this friendship meant more to you, than the fragile feeling of love - you didn't want it to get to the point where you would rather spit on each other, than talk it out. maybe that's why you pushed him away from yourself? maybe you just did that because you weren't too sure of your own peace of mind? no matter what, you knew the decision itself was wrong, only to realize it way too late. damaging the friendship and crying yourself to sleep was all your fault, after all, being way too proud and scared, stupid even; when you came back to the town where you two grew up, the least thing you wanted was to meet mark lee, mainly because you wouldn't have been able to look him in the eyes after all these happened. but you had to, so soon you even got a little surprised. it's been a while since the last time you have been home, your bedroom seemed way too unfamiliar at that point, just like the vhs tape placed directly in the middle of your bed. one which you haven't seen yet. it didn't have a title, the white label completely empty as you picked it up. you were a little bit cautious when placing it in the system, waiting for it to play whatever is on it, not having such large imagination to expect anything. it was a home video montage, full of videos of you and mark: playing together, getting ready for the first day of school, going to the movies, the way you two got engaged in middle school as a joke, and the omnious day of prom... you got teary eyed, with one thing on your mind - you have to go and save whatever's left now. maybe you're not too late.

✰ RENJUN — soulmate!au

life had been pretty much grey and dreary until you found The One. the other half everyone had been so obsessed to find. you were never big on all this stuff, because you were convinced you'd be able to live as a single half for you whole life, and don't need anyone else to feel complete. deep inside you knew that all of this is bullshit, truly, and all that was coming out of you was true bitterness and constantly ongoing unsuccessful confessions, making you believe in your delusions. with every passing second, you had to see people find their other half, while you were left to deal with the grey world you were left in, not as a choice but as fate instead. you felt like a loser, a big zero, who doesn't even deserve a soulmate. you thought you were destined to die alone, maybe compensate with something of brilliance: be a composer or a singer, write or paint something extraordinary, lord knows what, just something of importance! you were looking for yourself in every corner of the world, not for a lover or a fling, not for an other half, fully ignoring the law of attraction. it might have been some reverse psychological trick, effecting it all. and this may have been the reason behind why you had to leave that horribly boring theatre play, sneaking out and bumping into The One, who handed back your accidentally dropped bag, slowly looking into your eyes. he might have worked at the theater as he was wearing a name tag on his elegant shirt - huang renjun, it said. but it doesn't even matter, because his eyes were brown! brown! not grey, brown! everything cleared up. you did find the half - with brown eyes and a smile so bright.

✰ JENO — coffee shop!au

it was pretty much bittersweet to step foot in your favourite café: it was getting dark out there, and although the rain has stopped pouring, you got absolutley soaked to the core along the way there, rain replacing the tears on your face by then. your hair was sticking to your forehead uncomfortably, your body trembling without stopping, as you entered. the bell placed above the entrance was ringing lightly, gathering everyone's attention to you, although there wasn't too much people there except for the baristas, maybe two wandering souls, working on their laptops or reading in a cozy corner. well, maybe if it wasn't for getting dumped literal minutes ago, you wouldn't be here either, but it was still the most reasonable choice compared to going to a club or a ruin bar, gettig incredibly drunk, Plus! a good espresso might be able to clear the fog in your head, which you were in need of during this stupidly stressing period of life. you expected hyuck to greet you by the coffee machine, grinning ear to ear, as he always does when you visit between two lectures, but there was a completely new face behind the counter. it's been a long time since you've last seen a new employee here. his smile was sweet and rather warm, eyes conveying a sense of concern as you took one step closer, rubbing your eyes while getting your purse out of your pocket - you discreetly looked at his name tag, right on his black apron: lee jeno. whatta name... by then, you were way to hopeless to try and guess how the day would go, but life had to surprise you, fate deciding funnily against all odds: next to your cup of coffee, there was a napkin, hiding a telephone number on it, messily written down with a short message as well: "would you go out on a date with me, darling? :)"

✰ HAECHAN — rivals to lovers!au

lee donghyuck's name rushed through the hallways of your music academy just as quietly as a whisper, and you never knew why was it all like that ever since you've stepped foot into the school. you couldn't even hide the way too obvious rolls of your eyes every time you heard it. lee donghyuck was one of the biggest prodigies at the academy, no one could even be considered as a rival for him, this is mainly why he was such a big living legend amongst the students - you couldn't even hide how annoyed this made you, especially because he made sure you knew this ever since you two were little. music played a huge part in both of your lives, and somehow, you two always seemed to be at each other's throat, the first place at being the best always changing between the two of you. you could never get rid of each other either; your dad, always being so positive, once said, on your way to the academy sometime between sophomore and junior year, that the only reason behind this is that you two are equally good at what you're doing. you were pretty much skeptic for the longest of time, and felt as if you were destined to be the forever second next to him. you've had enough of always bumping into walls, since hyuck was the one who could stand at the first place ever so proudly. in kindergarten, in middle school, and even in high school, every. god damn. time. and that infuriating smile was plastered all upon his face even when you two were asked to not perform alone on the annual charity gala of your academy - you two had to perform something phenomenal, putting the childish jarring aside, growing out of the silly phase of hating each other, which was all made up by you, and you only, pushing the poor boy away from you. the boy who had always been so obsessed with you, utterly and completely. he won this time again, isn't it right?

✰ JAEMIN — photographer!au

when jaemin brought up the idea of making the last parts of his portfolio with you (which basically means about you), you were a little bit skeptic at first. you loved jaemin dearly, since he was a really understanding friend, but... you were simply terrified of cameras. you didn't really like the idea of being captured at all, you hated looking back at yourself on pictures taken of you, and you couldn't even think about how high quality his pictures would be with that hyper super machine, focused on all the little flawed details of your face that you absolutely despised. no, you couldn't even bear the idea of this whole project, and you stood by this decision of yours, jaemin waiting patiently the whole time, not pushing it too hard. since he wanted to work with you no matter what, giving up on his plan wouldn't be too typical of him - the fight didn't last long but it was pretty heated, him highlighting so many known things that needed to be said finally: it's childish how you reflect on yourself, and your delusions stop you from way too many things. the way he said straight into your face how beautiful he thinks you are, inside and outside, and that he wants the whole world to know how ethereal you are, made you tear up a little - especially when he said his heart breaks every time you speak so lowly of yourself. he truly thinks you're the modern manifestation of aphrodite, that you are his own venus, the muse of him, someone he can adore... that he's way too in love with you to let go of this, and-; the kiss you gave him was short, yet gave him exact answers. answers to hundreds and thousand of unsaid questions he kept hidden in himself for years and years on end.

✰ CHENLE — blind date!au

you clearly didn’t brace yourself for this whole fiasco proposed by donghyuck himself, foolishly believing his reasonings behind how perfect of a matchmaker he is. of course you knew that what he way saying was partly stupid, plus you were like a seventy percent sure he wasn't even sober when he set up a blind date during that omnious frat party he wasn't invited to. you didn't have to worry or anything, that's just how you were - overly anxious of such things, even if you weren't meeting a psychopath. you were only a bit vary of the awkwardness this whole new experience would bring, both of you rushing home way too soon from the date, trying to forget about it as soon as possible. these misconceptions about how the night would go stayed straight until you stopped in front of the restaurant to wait for your - then late already - date. you were a little nervous he stood you up, and you got yourself into the most beautiful piece of clothing from you wardrobe for nothing, but it was worth it, looking back at it, as zhong chenle arrived and you two simply just... clicked? automatically? not to mention you two decided to leave the place after the hors d'oeuvre, since you both found the place a little too fancy at that moment, going to a simple ice cream parlor instead, taking a walk in the park after, talking about anything and everything that came to mind: family, politics, movies and the most embarrassing memories from your childhood came up too, as you couldn't help but laugh at how chenle dropped his ice cream cone on the ground, while he simultaneously promised you that he wouldn't drop the cone on the next date - and you smiled, so happily.

✰ JISUNG — secret admirer!au

you were head over heels for jisung and his undying love for dancing. but, thinking a bit deeper about it, while writing that foolish, teenager like love letter for him, forced into the role of his secret admirer, there were much more of those things that made you feel head over heels for the boy: he showed you what persistence was, he spent the whole of his youth with you, and he wasn't afraid to spend the rest of his life with you, helping you out anytime you're in need of it, since he couldn't not do that as you "best friend". he couldn't be evil with you, he was never able to leave you and he couldn't even envision a future in which you weren't by his side. but the border he made up between the two of you, was never crossed - you two were friends, not more, not less. you were so torn deep inside, as you were helpless, being in the never ending limbo you would rather push forward, but he kept on tugging it backwards; the idea of writing letters was originally from your mother, who had enough of your obvious agony. she was positive you would write every feeling of yours out, making it easier as time goes by. their number kept growing, however, one letter becoming a dozen soon enough, maybe even more in the meantime, while not writing a name on any of them, referring to yourself only as a mere secret admirer. they suddenly disappeared from the bottom of your drawer one day, though, realizing way too late that the ringing phone in your pocket was in fact park jisung, the picture of him taking up the screen of your mobile - did he know?