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MAN i read this in one sitting for approximately three hours and a half under a flu (when i should’ve supposedly take a nap in those hours) but then again, the joy stumbling upon this fic on a casual five-minutes break in my office wouldn’t happen if i did take a rest.
(SPOILER UNDER THE CUT!)
if i would’ve to correctly recalled, rom-com with any significant sub-genre of best friends trope AND a rich kid!au has always been my favourite thing to read. i think it radiates comfort on free weekends break wherein all you wanted to do is sit and read something to cure a possible disease being off from working days and it’s none other than what i did with this fic.
from the beginning of this fic, starting with a ten year marriage pact, i just know this would be a hit and i would’ve eat this shit up nonetheless. (which was true, indeed.) in the opening paragraphs, we were introduced to an obvious characters between jisung and oc, two that were beyond whipped and would’ve die regardless of any events given to them. first few promposal from other students surely gives oc a mind-blowing idea to get married with jisung if they reached the age of 28 with no bitches lol, oc saved few questionable acts firstly to make sure both of them are in the same boat (absolutely true n so adorable). we literally received a lot ever since from the start, hello? i could not know how to thank author properly for giving myself a chance to read this with a heart full in return. also the waltz dance? THEY ARE PREPARING TO GET MARRIED BUT THEY JUST DIDN'T KNOW THAT YET AAAH
the graveyard chapter. man this second part of the story goes exactly how i wanted it to be, huang renjun did a favour in making sure that oc isn't blind to actually want jisung to be her prom partner (all this for jisung to like her back? it's giving television show rooters). a scadery cat park jisung and oc sitting in the backseat of the truck watching family videos compilation instead of risking their life with playing the ouija boards in the graveyard (I JUST KNOW THAT NONE OF THEM WOULD'VE EITHER SPEAK ABOUT THE PROM DATE) but it's fine bc that would obviously mean another 28k words to reveal more of their stories so i've no place to complain but lay my back on the wooden closet in my room, patiently bc i love me a good romance slow-burn.
MATCHMAKER in a rom-com fic, how are you reading everything at the back of my mind? matchmaker never missed when it have to do with a dumb loverbirds. jisung and his questionable hatred towards hueningkai is so his coded personality (like boi if you don't just straight up tell your lover that you want HER to be your partner none of these would stressed you out, he done this to himself but that's ok bc it's jisung.) for them to get a 99% match and none of them received emails was incredibly done. i think that's what makes it more entertaining bc everyone would've known instantly that both of them were paired but THEM. the universe surely works on it's way and give them a favour.
ok yall HERE comes my most favourite part of this fic, the art of falling in love (and into the pool.)
MY GOD if ever of me spending most of times on tumblr reading shit like a romance, the closest it could be was me re-reading this chapter for more than hundred times. so so so well-written, and every single piece describe their dynamic relationship perfectly as friends (and of course the undying love that it hurts so much when i first read it.) park jisung overcome his fear to jump into the pool with his only the love of his life. THE MOMENT THEY JUMPED TOGETHER I HAD GOOSEBUMPS ALL OVER MY BODY, it's thrilling, IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE HOW BEAUTIFUL THAT PART IS? i imagined a soundtrack of best friend by rex orange county playing behind this scene after the peers went into the pool, focusing more to park jisung and oc in a reflective screenplays. (i’m giving ideas for a coming-of-age movie). author did a great job in making sure that we felt the rushes in dealing with upmost joy and the feeling of finally sure of loving the person more than anything this universe could've handed to. i live to soak in this undying silly romance. (and how tf is chenle betting his dad's tesla car? sometimes rich kids are so unpredictable)
i love this line, truly with my heart.
AND THE PROMPOSAL FANTASY? jisung was a character built for silly chick flicks. the spotify ads? how is he rich but still cannot afford a spotify premium account? it's giving typical comedy, but i still let out the biggest laugh regardless bc it's funny.
THE TEEN MOM ON MISSION TOO. i'm glad that project returned with an A+ bc jisung surely owe much more than anything after what he'd gone through. man almost had to be in jail for kicking a baby (doll).
THIS karen was a bonus character that sparked charmed for comedy. IT'S A COMEDY FIC WHAT DO WE EXPECT
also park jisung gets chased by the janitor for being over heels and promptly almost getting expelled if it meant to make sure his lover had a proper meal (despite a rich cafeteria that served even more for a michelin restaurant) bro he's in love. but really rich kids make me so confused.
the boys' scrimmage, we thanked lee donghyuck for saving tenfold of chapters necessarily made to swell us in heart eyes and flutering words. it cost a person for them to finally kissed (ON A CHEEK? MAN HOW IS THIS ACCEPTABLE.) also (i just kinda want to insert this : na jaemin was built for a cheerleading, he's a 10.) i feel like a sinner if i didn't mention that part.
without further due, we are finally getting to their ending, finally (a long exhale) jung jaehyun needs to chill tf out, he's so intimidating (in a hot way of course) it make sense to his character. the worn skirt over a tuxedo/suit was the perfect touch, like how are author never missed to make the best comedy this universe could've offer? i love you with my entire heart.
yeah... it took almost more than 25k words for them to finally kiss... over hundred words... for a kiss... and a confession... bro can make a lot of better confessions (he literally own a BMW and still so silly) but what would it be if park jisung never stumbled on his words to tell his undying love and more than love that he could've thought of to his soulmate? that wouldn't make a perfect sweet like honey exposed to this world for giggles and feet kicking. it’s so well-written from the start that i’ve nothing to say for the remaining other parts. other than i think for other characthers : taehyun and yuna deserve a spin-off. i was rooting for them both. they're second favs alongside with chenle and ryujin (though i supposed that chenle and ryujin was made for an ordinary couple but that's ok i still love them both)
i still love this fic with a passion. EVERYBODY SAY THANK YOU.
sweeter than honey.
you and jisung are too busy being the biggest simps for each other that neither one realizes that, well, both of you are the biggest simps for each other. or alternatively, diamonds (and park jisung) are a girl’s best friend.
pairing :: park jisung x reader genre :: comedy, angst, fluff / best friend + rich kids + private prep school au word count :: 30,509 words warnings :: underage drinking, swear words, teens doing dumb things like messing with ouija boards in a cemetery and jumping down from balconies into pools pls do not try irl playlist :: moya moya (weki meki) ⋆ 8teen (khalid) ⋆ when i fall in love (primary feat. meego & suran) ⋆ sand in your shoes, acoustic (this providence) ⋆ can’t help falling in love (kina grannis) ⋆ hey stupid, i love you (jp saxe) author’s note :: in this fic, everyone who’s in hs is the same age and in their last year / is a hs senior! tysm @eggyukhei for being the true mvp and beta reading. this is all based on my own hs experiences and friends, minus being rich because i was a scholarship kid :’)
i. the ten year marriage pact.
You’ve managed to witness a total of five promposals already, and that’s just the count for today. The tally just keeps increasing, and prom is still three months away. However, you still make a mental reminder to yourself that you need to ask someone to your prom before all the good ones are taken. Every dance is a Sadie Hawkins dance when you go to an all-girls private preparatory school, but this also means there’s double the amount of dances or double the amount of rejection. There’s nothing more awkward and absolutely gut wrenching than asking someone from the all-boys school to prom and taking them, then finding out they took someone else to their own school’s dance. Yeojin doesn’t like to talk about it.
You barely survived all your Monday classes, and you were definitely not ready to be bombarded by the stray confetti that came out of the locker next to you. Great. A sixth promposal is in progress within your direct vicinity. There’s a cheesy love song playing from someone’s phone on maximum volume, and the girl’s boyfriend descends down the hallway carrying a large bouquet of red roses and one of those massive teddy bears you can only buy from those membership-only warehouse clubs, like Costco.
You briefly wonder how he managed to sneak past the janitors and their brigade of golf carts to set this all up before class let out. No boys are allowed on campus during school hours, but it seems like the school staff has a bit of a soft spot during prom season. Taking a fast glance at your lockermate, you can already see the obvious hearts forming in her eyes, and you quickly dart around the whole scene, making a beeline for the main entrance.
Spotting the Physical Ed. teacher monitoring today’s drive-thru pick up line, you quickly unfurl the top of your plaid skirt, previously having it rolled at the waistband to make it just the slightest bit shorter and fashionable, but also completely against uniform code. Mrs. Lee is notorious for her uniform violation pink slips, cutting each slip into the exact inches and length your skirt should be when measuring from the top of your knee and upwards. For good measure, you haphazardly shove your untucked ends of your white collared shirt under the knit v-neck sweater you’re wearing. You straighten out your sweater, tugging on the shoulder part on both sides and showing off the obnoxious golden school crest on the left side of your outerwear.
Smiling innocently when you pass by your teacher, she gives you a quick once-over before nodding in approval. Finding Jisung’s shiny BMW waiting at the end of the line, you run over and yank the car door open, slipping into the passenger seat and twisting around to quickly toss your backpack onto the backseat. Your best friend takes one look at you, and he already knows.
“Whose promposal was it this time?” He asks, tapping his fingers against the car wheel as he waits for an opening to pull out onto the street. His school uniform is messy, the striped tie and blazer probably abandoned somewhere in the backseat and the sleeves of his button down pushed up his forearms. The pair of dirty white chucks on his feet definitely aren’t uniform approved.
“The girl whose locker is next to mine,” you grumble, crossing your arms over your chest. “If this is some sort of foreshadowing toward my future, I can guarantee that I’ll never get married and will end up as some crazy cat lady like Jeno.”
“Jeno has a girlfriend now,” Jisung reminds you unhelpfully, and you shoot him a scathing look.
“Fantastic,” you say drily in a tone that indicates that his reminder is literally anything, but fantastic. “I’m gonna be a future crazy cat lady alone now.”
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