For Tonight, For The Weekend, Forever. | KSM
synopsis: going home for your childhood friend’s wedding was the easy part, however, facing him was something else entirely.
pairings: seungmin x fem!reader, jisung x OC, chan x OC.
includes: past love, first love, angst, best friend!Jisung, weekend romance, heartbreak, second-chance romance.
WARNING: mention of mature themes, suggestive - implied sex, but no actual smut. mature jokes (one death joke, sex jokes), drinking, mentions of eating and multiple restaurant ‘eating scenes’, maybe more i’ve missed - let me know if i have
word count: 24,976
a.n. Here it is! My longest fic I have ever written for tumblr. As I said in the teaser, this original idea comes from the song Tis The Damn Season by Taylor Swift, however, as you can tell, it’s changed a lot since the original idea. ALSO, I just want to say a massive thank you to Galaxy from @plutominho for being my best friend, the greatest editor, the best person to brainstorm with and for being my number one supporter, I love you so much more than I could possibly describe. Thank you for putting up with me when it came to writing this fic and thank you for putting up with me in general haha.
a.a.n. parts in all italics are flashbacks!!
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It’s the sounds of typing coming from your best friend Gwen’s laptop that keep you awake– barely. Looking down at the book that was led out on the desk in front of you, you sigh. Your brain feels numb and everything you read leaves your mind the moment you look away.
It doesn’t help that the library you’re currently sitting in was eerily quiet. Sure, it was late and many other students had given up on studying at this point and you couldn’t blame them, but at the same time. It was almost too quiet.
“Did you get the invite to the wedding?” Gwen’s voice causes you to jump out of your skin. The sound of Gwen’s bubblegum-like voice definitely wakes you up.
Rubbing your eyes with the back of your hands, you question her. “Get what?”
“The invite,” Gwen says slowly. “To Mina and Chan’s wedding.”
Shrugging and pushing the book away from you. You lean back against your seat.