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Feels Like Forever

Summary: It’s Valentine’s Day 1991, and Steve has a romantic getaway planned for himself and his girlfriend. But it might be a little more than a weekend away. Or, alternatively, the one where Steve has a very important question he wants to ask Beth.

steve harrington x female!oc

warnings and content: not proofread, probably not geographically accurate, established relationship, tooth-rotting fluff, smut, mentions of breeding, slight praise kink, unprotected sex

Just a lil (tiny bit late) valentine’s day blurb and some self-indulgence in oc fics. I have mixed feelings about this tbh but i love steve and beth so much & i’d like to send a big thank you to @powderblueblood for encouraging me

word count: 2.9k

(psst: want more beth & steve? Here 1 2 3 are some old classics from the vault ;)) )

“ARE you sure you know where we’re going?” 

Beth turned her gaze away from the passing countryside to lock onto the man sitting in the drivers’ seat beside her. Steve drummed his fingers against the steering wheel in time to the beat of the radio, which he had turned on low.

“Yes,” he scoffed. “Maybe. I’m pretty sure it’s just straight down this road and then we turn after the… cornfield”

Steve’s cheeks pinkened. There were miles of cornfields, nothing but them, as they drove through rural Indiana. The laugh that Beth gives in return is kind, mirthful.

“Oh, Steve,” Beth reached to retrieve the map from his glovebox. As she unfolded it, she broke out into a playful grin. “Where would you be without me?” 

She clicked her tongue playfully. Steve tore his eyes away from the road just in time to witness the glow in her eyes as a ray of sunshine caught the hazel and warmed it into the color of fresh honey. He reached for her, gently squeezing her hand in his.

“Darling,” Steve shook his head and pressed a feather-light kiss to her knuckles. “I don’t wanna know.”

“Good,” she breathed over a giggle. “‘Cause you’re stuck with me.”

“Promise?”

Her laugh and the soft hum of agreement she gave with it was like smooth butter melting over toast, and Steve was just as soft. 

This little Valentine’s Day weekend getaway was much-needed. Beth had been working herself too hard, taking up extra shifts at the hospital, and Steve had missed her terribly. She came home tired and overworked more often than not. Beth took care of everyone around her—in and out of work; he only wanted her to feel taken care of, too. It took minimal convincing on Steve’s part to talk her into a weekend for just the two of them. He took Nancy’s suggestion of a place off of Lake Michigan where she and Jonathan had gone some time prior.

“Okay,” she said, tapping at something on the map. “So, I think the turn’s just up the road…”

Sure enough, the sign stuck out of the cornfields just enough for her to spot it. 

“Well, would you look at that,” she teased. “It was by the cornfield.”

The eyeroll Steve gave in response was half-hearted. “See?” 

Beth shifted in her seat as the car finally turned off the gravel road. She tilted her head to look out the window, leaning against it like a little kid. It wasn’t long until the cabin came into view, a quaint little structure that looked cozy and inviting in the winter cold.

Despite her best efforts, Steve refused to let her help him carry the bags inside. She acquiesced and took him up on his suggestion to check the place out instead.

Steve watched with a lovestruck grin as Beth rushed to the back deck. She gripped the bannister and stared out at the view. Even in the dead of winter, the scenery was breathtaking. Lake Michigan was just visible through the trees and what bit of it Beth could make out was frozen solid. Winter or not, she doubted they would have any trouble staying warm in their cozy little cabin.

Mischief shined in her eyes as she completed her visual sweep of the back deck. The jacuzzi had a perfect view out on the nature below and clear through to the water.

“Ooh,” she lilted. “Look, Steve: hot tub!”

This finally pulled him away from the bag he was busy rummaging through and out to join her. Steve padded over to her side like a puppy, eager to find her touch. He hooked his chin over her shoulder. A content sigh rumbled through his chest as his hands slid around her waist, fingers gripping to pull her flush against him. Steve’s breath tickled her neck as he spoke:

“Whaddya say we test it out?”

His hands were warm as they slid under her sweater, heating her where the chilly air hit and spreading from the inside out. Beth shifted in his embrace until their faces were mere inches apart. 

“I’d say: ‘let’s do it, lover boy.’”

The sweet sound of Beth’s laughter faded into a shriek as he lifted her clean off the ground.

“As you wish.”

Steve insisted on planning the weekend for the both of them; he kept as much of it a surprise from Bethany as he could get away with. She only managed to pull it out of him once they were in the car that he was taking her to that zoo she had mentioned wanting to see for the day. Dinner was still a mystery, but she had until 7 PM to weasel her way to that information.

The Washington Park Zoo teemed with families and couples alike. As they strolled through the gift shop, Steve absently rubbed his thumb over the back of Beth’s hand that he was holding. He was pulled from his thoughts by her voice:

“Look, Steve! He kinda reminds me of you,” She held up a small stuffed lion. “You know, sweet face, cool hair…”

Steve took the toy in his free hand and held it up close to his face, puppeting it, “Funny you should say that, because he and I just so happen to both think that you are the most beautiful woman we’ve ever seen.”

She flushed, “Why, thank you.”

“What’s that?” He held it up to his ear, nodding in agreement. “He says he wants to come home with us.”

Beth’s eyes sparkled. Playing along, she took another half-step closer to Steve and gripped its little paw in her hand. “Yeah?”

“Welcome to the family, little guy,” locking eyes with Steve, she beamed. “Say hello to your new Daddy.”

Beth turned on her heel and sauntered further down the aisle. Steve’s cheeks burned and he stood, stunned, until his brain caught up and he ducked away towards the checkout counter before she could even tell him that she had only been joking.

When time to leave for their dinner reservations rolled around, Steve was the last one ready. Beth stood in the living room, leaning over the mirror by the foyer, and giving her lipstick one last glance over, while he was nowhere to be found.

Steve had been fully dressed for a while—crisp button down, even a tie and sports coat— but he was so busy running over things in his mind that he lost track of time. Only the sound of her voice calling his name was enough to pull Steve out of his stupor.

He reached a hand into his pockets one last time; some of the tension released from him as his hand gripped around velvet. Squaring his shoulders, he rushed out to meet her.

“Wow,” he breathed. “You’re gorgeous.”

“Thank you,” she leaned into his touch to meet his kiss. “And you look very handsome.”

“Is that so?”

“Mhmm,” She nodded. “Very.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Steve pulled away enough to whisper. “I love you.”

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she repeated. “I love you, too.”

Steve leaned in for another peck, but didn’t quite make it there.

“Ah,” she gently placed her palm to his chest, head shaking. “As much as I love where this is heading, we have to go. We’ll be late.”

An exaggerated whine escaped him. Steve hung his head. He lingered just a moment with his nose breathing in the scent of her perfume:

“All right,” he lifted his head, pressing a chaste kiss to her lips to punctuate each word. “Just. One. More. Kiss.”

Reluctantly, he pulled himself away from her. While Beth went ahead to the car, Steve made a show of turning the key. He didn't turn back to join Beth until the lock clicked back into place and the deadbolt was retracted. With the door left unlocked, Steve jogged over to his car. Step one: check.

His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her leaning casually against the beemer, her blonde locks cascading effortlessly over her shoulders, and the flowy skirt of her cherry red evening dress peeking out from beneath her coat. She was the picture of beauty, and Steve nearly forgot how to think.

Adjusting his jacket, Steve pressed one final kiss to her cheek. He opened up the passenger door and helped her inside.

As he rounded the car, Steve tapped his hand to the trunk twice. And now: dinner.

“Okay,” Steve lowered his hands. “You can look now.”

When Beth opened her eyes, she blinked a few times to adjust to the new lighting. The cabin was dimly illuminated by candlelight, affording a soft glow to the room and emitting a pleasant vanilla scent. Rose petals scattered the floor in a path down the hall, guiding her towards the living room. She followed hesitantly, bolstered by the gentle squeeze of Steve’s hand to her shoulder.

The trail led into the main room where it tapered off just before a semi-circle of candles. Steve moved to stand in the center of it. Tears slipped from his eyes before Steve even hit the ground. He knelt on one knee and, with shaky hands, clumsily opened the ring box.

“I love you so, so much, Bethany Lynn Sullivan—honestly, I have for a very long time now—and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be. And, if you’ll let me, I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same. Will you marry me?”

From where Steve knelt, the candlelight just brushed over her face and the single hall light hovered over her head, reflecting like a halo over her blonde hair.

“Steve, yes. Of course, I’ll marry you!”

His hands shook as he slipped the ring onto her finger. It slotted into place like it was always meant to be there. Robin was right, he thought, it was the perfect ring. The band was a shiny yellow gold that stood out against the halo setting. Smaller stones of white diamond and emerald clustered around a one carat diamond that Steve had saved up for for months.

Wiping stray tears from his eyes, he stood, quick to pull her in for a tight embrace. He kissed her with everything he had. Unable to contain his excitement, he lifted her up off of the ground, spinning in a heated smooch.

“Did you do all of this yourself?”

“No,” He shook his head. “Actually, I had a little help from Robin and Eddie. Wanted to keep it a surprise, you know?”

“It’s perfect,” she hummed.

Steve’s heart swelled within his chest so quickly that he was surprised it didn’t just beat clean out of his rib cage. The kiss was a messy blur— his teeth and greedy tongue nipped away her lipstick, grasp liberally taking handfuls of hip and ass, and her hands tangled up in his hair. She tasted of champagne and sugar from the ice cream they shared at dinner; it was every bit as sweet as Beth was. 

The moments that followed were a blur of kisses and champagne. Steve can’t even remember how they ended up in the bathroom or if it had been him or Beth who started the bath. Their clothing long since forgotten, the couple clambered into the soapy water.

Steve sat up on his knees, turning around to face outside the bathtub. He slotted into place between Beth’s knees from where she sat on the edge. His hands slid over the smooth skin of her thighs, grip tightening to hold her in place. Steve spread her open with one hand, licking a long stripe from her wetness up to her clit. His eyes fluttered shut with a groan of arousal and he finally wrapped his lips around her clit, suckling greedily. Every sigh that Beth breathed out went straight to his cock. It twitched with want, neglected, save for what tiny bit of relief he found from bumping his hips against the tub.

“God,” he whined against her. “Such a good girl. Taste so fuckin’ sweet. My good girl.”

Her canary yellow nail polish popped against Steve’s chestnut locks which she grabbed handfuls of and pulled at the roots of in just the way she knew drove him crazy. More praise dripped freely from his lips, every word hurdling her closer to the edge. Pure pleasure and white-hot pressure built up inside Beth until she could hardly stand it. With one last cry of his name, her thighs clenched tightly around his head.

His iron grip on her thigh was the only thing to keep Beth in place through her climax, centering her between each convulsion. Finally, Steve pulled away from her core with a lewd pop. He planted one final sweet peck to her inner thigh, muttering just loud enough for her to pick up on: “I love you.”

Gently, he helped lower her into the warm water. Beth settled facing him, her legs straddling the bottom parts of his thighs. She dropped a kiss to the corner of his jaw. “I love you, too.”

Her kiss-swollen lips slotted against his in yet another sloppy make out. Blindly, she reached her hand between their bodies and palmed lightly at his erection. Her touch was tentative, teasing, as she wrapped her hand around him and slowly began to twist her wrist.

Steve’s jaw lowered in awe. The new jewelry sparkled each time it caught the light and fuck did it look just perfect wrapped around his cock. It was a nod to Steve and the rest of the world that Beth was his fiancée, soon his wife. And the idea alone nearly made him spill into her hand like an overeager teenager. 

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he whined. “Ah, I need to be inside you. Please”

“Yeah?”

He didn’t have to tell her twice. Beth stabilized herself with her hands now gripping his shoulders. Careful not to slip, she straddled him fully and sank herself down onto him. Steve reached to clasp her hands in his as she began to slowly ride him.

It’s messy and sweet, like the rosewater bubbles that had started to fade away around them.  Water sloshed softly with every rock of her hips, slightly drowning out Steve’s whimpers in the same way Beth’s pants muffled out into the warm skin of his shoulder where her head drooped to rest against.

“Ah, ‘m gonna cum,” he bucked his hips up to fuck into her in tandem with the slow rock of her hips. “Gonna come inside of you and— shit, just like that— fuck a baby into you.”

“Me too,” she whined. “Steve, ‘m gonna cum”

Steve’s grip was bruising as he stilled her, fucking up into her one last time. He swiped his thumb lazily over her clit until her second orgasm milked him. Beth was pliant in his arms, slightly sweaty skin plastered to his.

“You know,” Steve broke the silence as he wiped her clean. “I’ve actually been holding onto that ring for a while now.”

“Really?” She smiled, opening her tired eyes to get a good look at him. “For how long?”

“A year.”

He paused his fingers where they had been combing through her hair. Steve’s cheeks burned and swelled as his lips curved into a sheepish smile. 

“It’s perfect,” Beth assured him.

“And so are you.”

As Steve rinsed the shampoo from her hair and Beth turned to start on him, he let her in on another secret: “How does September 16th sound?”

“I think it sounds nice.”

“Good,” he hummed. “I, uh, I don’t know if you remember this, actually, but I wanted it to be then because it was on that day when I first thought I wanted to marry you. I mean, okay, technically, we were 6 and it probably doesn’t really mean anything, but I meant it. You kissed me on the playground behind the slide because I punched Tommy for destroying your art project.”

“God, I’d forgotten about that,” she laughed. “But, yeah. That sounds perfect, Steve.”

“Good,” he hummed. “Okay, so a fall wedding it is.”

“Sounds like a plan to me. So, who’s gonna be your best man? Eddie, or Dustin?”

Steve thought it over for a minute, “Dustin, definitely. After all, he is the one who pushed us together in the first place.”

She laughed. “That’s true.”

Steve grinned and splayed one hand over her belly, musing, “We should name our first born after him, actually.”

“Woah, slow down, there, Mr. Mom,” she patted her hands to his, laughing. “Wedding first, then we can talk about babies.”

Steve pushed his lower lip out in a playful pout, “Fine. But, for the record, you’re gonna be really cute when you’re pregnant”

Her cheeks flushed. “I’m actually not sure about the name, though. I may or may not have lost a bet to Eddie and drunkenly promised to name my eldest child after him.

“Okay,” He snorted, “How does ‘Eddie Dustin’ Harrington sound?”

“It has a certain ring to it.”

Another idea occurred to him as they finally clamored out of the rapidly cooling water, letting the tub drain as Steve grabbed each of them a fresh towel.

“Hey,” Steve perked up. “We can still practice making babies, right?”

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t quite stifle the chuckle this pulled from her. “Yes, you idiot.”

“Okay, good,” he hummed. 

Steve cupped her cheeks in his hands. It drew her eyes to his. He didn’t even wait for the laughing fit to subside before he leaned in to kiss her again. She clasped her hands over hers, and he massaged his thumb over the diamond on her engagement ring.

“I love you, Mrs. Harrington,” Steve whispered as he wrapped the towel around her frame. 

“I love you, too, Mr. Harrington.”

pls excuse any typos, to be edited later

Great start, will there be other chapters ?

"𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞."

– 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐧

・゜゜・．🤎📜☕️ 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐀 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭

✒️ 𝟐𝐊 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 | 🤎 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥!𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫!𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲!𝐎𝐓𝟕 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐎𝐂!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 🌙 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [🧸], 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 [🦉], 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 [🥢], 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔 [🏛️]

👜 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬.

🕰️ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞!

🍁 𝐈 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐎𝐂𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲! 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐙!

✏️ 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭!

🐻 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭! ^^

🍷 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤? 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞! | 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚? 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫! [𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞!]

👻 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞- 𝐛𝐮𝐭…𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞~

It was a peaceful morning in Seoul. Birds were chirping happily, and leaves ruffled as a light breeze moved them. Today was a perfect day to sleep in before college classes start. It’s a week before school starts and all types of students will be commuting from home to school.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

That peace didn’t last long as a loud beeping could be heard throughout the whole house. It signified something was backing up.

It sounded like a huge truck!

Lee Chul groaned as she sat up slowly. Her hair was a mess, and she was slightly annoyed. She ran her fingers through her long-tangled hair as she yawned loudly. She turned her head to see if she could peek out through her window. She let out another groan and rubbed her eyes as she got the covers off her body. After planting her feet on the soft carpeted ground, she made her way to the bathroom. She used the toilet, took a shower, brushed her teeth and hair. Once done with her morning routine, she walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped tightly around her body. She looked through her closet to find a nice comfortable outfit. Chul wasn’t very feminine. Her style could be described as loose, baggy, and comfortable, but she had her times where she wore more form fitting and revealing outfits.

Since it was the beginning of Fall, and it was getting chilly, she settled with a loose white knitted sweater with a white shirt underneath. She put on a pair of black leggings with some sneakers to match and was ready to head out the door. Before she left, she went over aloud what she had to do for the day. “Get breakfast, visit Ha-Joon for lunch, go to work, buy dinner and head home.” She mumbled to herself. She grabbed her bookbag, made sure her wallet was inside with enough money for dinner. She slung her bag over her shoulders and grabbed her keys. She made her way down the street and checked her phone for the time. “I have enough time to sit and eat breakfast slowly before I have to go to Ha-Joon’s house” She mumbled again to herself as she smiled softly and placed her phone in her bag. As she walked down the street, the opposite way of her new neighbor’s house, she didn’t notice the huge moving truck and the set of seven boys wearing masks coming in and out carrying heavy boxes. She lived blissfully ignorant of how these boys would flop her whole life just by becoming her new neighbors.

Well…

For now.

Chul made her way to a small café that was about a 5-minute walk from her house. She was a regular at that café coming every morning since she didn’t have time to make herself breakfast or get a snack when she was too lazy to make herself something. She walked into the café and smiled as the warmth of the café hit her. She took her wallet and went to order her usual. The cashier saw her coming and smiled at her already knowing who it was. He had short black hair and a pair of round glasses perched on his nose. Choi San was the cashier’s name, and he was the most caring, softest, and brightest man Chul has met. They slowly became best of friends after meeting about a year ago. After their faithful meeting she came to the café every day and ordered the same thing every day, a flat white coffee with something sweet on the side. As San became closer friends with Chul he noticed the girl’s massive sweet tooth, she could eat a whole plate of pastries if you handed it to her. He also noticed she had a big appetite for most foods. The two could never really meet up outside of the café because of their different schedules but the boy was always happy to hang out with her during his breaks. 

The café was quite empty today so San and Chul could talk for a bit while she waited for her food. “The usual?” The boy asked with a raised eyebrow knowing what was coming next.

“You should already know the answer to that!” The girl grinned letting out a laugh while the boy chuckled and signaled to another man behind him that was working today too.

“So Lee Chul, how are you feeling about classes starting soon?”

“Well Choi San, I’m basically crying and sobbing that the summer is over.” He playfully rolled his eyes at the use of his full name but then instantly started to laugh. 

“I’m excited to see you on campus more often! There’s even the chance we’ll get a class together. We’ll just have to plan it out for next semester.” He said it quite excitedly. Chul rolled her eyes, a small smile on her face.

“San~ I’m starting to think you have a crush on me. How would your dear boyfriend feel about that?” She was happy that she was going to see the ravenette a lot more. Especially since they were a part of the same concentration! Chul giggled and the boy’s face warmed up with a slight blush as he shyly pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He rolled his eyes at her with the smallest smile. 

“I'm excited to be able to hang out with you more though. We barely get to see each other.” She pouted as San started to laugh and shook his head at her. Chul’s food was done and was placed carefully on the counter. The younger took out the amount of money she owed and placed it in his much bigger hand. Before Chul could take her food, San started to climb over the counter ready to take her food to her table. The girl waved her hand in front of her and shook her head frantically.

“No! No! San!” She kept repeating the same words over and over again, but San didn’t stop. He got to the other side of the counter and grabbed her food. He turned to look at her and smiled cutely.

“Lead the way cutie.” He stood there with his shit eating grin as the girl stood there looking at him with disbelief. San laughed at her, the smile on his face never wavering. "Relax! I have a break right now and the shop is empty either way. I don’t have much work to do.” He smiled reassuringly to the smaller girl motioning for them to go sit down. She sighed and then huffed to go sit down. Chul sighed and then huffed, giving into the boy’s antics. He smiled his cute heart shaped smile and cheered. They sat down at the table as Chul placed her bag underneath the table. She took a sip of her coffee as San placed his elbows on the table. His chin was poised on his hands as he looked at her with bright happy eyes. “How has everything been? I haven’t been able to talk to you in a while. I have no clue what’s happening in Lee Chul’s life.” San chirped as he stole a piece of her blueberry muffin. She glared at him as she placed the coffee down but neither the less answered his question.

“Well…” She started as she took a bite of her tainted muffin with a smile, "It’s been quite the ride!” San laughed as he knew where this was going to getting comfortable in this seat while she spoke. Chul told him about her “adventurous” break, which mostly consisted of visiting her brother and playing around with her animations as well as photographing, and the boy nodded his head, chuckling softly at how she thought this was adventurous. Knowing that his friend wasn’t one to go out much nor be online much just made this a tad more entertaining than it should. Once she finished the last sip of her coffee the girl ended her story time.

“That was quite an eventful time you have been having.” He chuckled softly as she let out a small whine.

“You know I don’t go out much! I also don’t have a lot of friends either.”  Snorting and shaking their heads they had a bit more conversation until they started saying their goodbyes. San hugs her saying one last goodbye and watches her until she is out of sight. Chul walked down the way to where her brother’s house was. There was a nice breeze flowing that made Chul’s hair dance along as she walked. She looked at the shops that passed by her and watched people walk in and out of stores with bags in their hands. Glancing over, a store caught her eye.

It was a mini convenience store. It looked small and cute, a little rustic. It seemed like a hole in the wall place that not many people knew of, and she smiled. ‘Maybe I should get some snacks.’ The brunette thought as she crossed the street to the store wishing to herself that she had brought her camera. She walked in and was greeted by an older woman. Giving her a smile and a small bow as a greeting to the older. Looking through the many different aisles she hummed looking at things her brother and nephew might like. Once she decided on what snacks to get, she walked up to the small line in front of the cashier that had formed while she looked for her items. As she was waiting, she noticed a man with a hood and mask walking into the store. He seemed a little suspicious along with intimidating with his height, but Chul didn’t pay much attention to him. The line moved slightly to where there were only two people in front of her and that’s when the man with the hood stopped behind her. He had a lot of junk food in his hands from what she could see from the corner of her eye. She got a little tense but tried not to think about it so much. ‘He’s just here to buy stuff just like you, stop being so paranoid you idiot!’ She scolded herself furrowing her brows not noticing the small confused look the man was giving her.

The line moved up and so did Chul, but as she moved forward one of the bags in her arms fell without her noticing. The man behind did notice though, he bent down, struggling a bit as he did so, and picked up the bag for her. He shifted the majority of the bags onto his other arm and proceeded to tap on her shoulder lightly. When he pulled his hand away, he pulled down his mask so he could talk better. “You dropped this miss.” The girl stiffened a bit in response as she turned around and looked at the man. As she saw that his mask was down, she was shocked by what presented itself before her. The male was young and had chestnut brown eyes and a smile that almost made him look like a bunny. She had also noticed how softly he spoke. ‘He’s so cute!’ She thought as her face slightly heated up. She was going to reach for the bag and utter out a thank you until the boy blurted out the next couple words. “You’re really pretty!” This caused her to instantly heat up with the compliment.

The boy noticed what he said and instantly started to blush and stutter out an apology. “I-I’m so sorry!” He squeaked out and Chul couldn’t help but chuckle a little at his reaction which caused him to blush even more fiercely.

“It’s okay. You’re cute so I’ll let it slide.~” She said with a small smile that stopped the man’s heart. “Thank you by the way, I’m Lee Chul.” “I’m Jeon Jungkook.” He gave her another bunny smile, a red blush dusting the tips of his ears and cheeks.

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