@shizziebo my hun!!! you always give me such endless support and your requests always excite me, plus you have the most patience with my dumbass, i donât deserve you fr! i hope you enjoy this one đ
warning: strong language
Marigold with Sunwoo
Your relationship had a slow start. Months of your frustrated sighs and Sunwooâs rather shy advances turning to embarrassed insults and storming off.
Youâd only stand there, completely at your witsâ end, and then storm off behind him and yelling the first insult that came to your mind to ease the pent up frustration.
You were hopelessly in love with the boy and he knew this, and in his absurd ways, proved to you that the feeling was mutual. But thatâs where it came to a halt. Sunwoo hadnât asked you out on a date and God forbid you actually asked him out on one.
However in love with him you were, you wouldnât be the one to take initiative. You were stubborn to the point that it made you foolish. And you were set on having the boy make the first move.
Especially seeing as you were the first to put your feelings out there. Telling him that he was your favorite asshole took a lot more guts than youâd like to admit.
So when your friends finally forced him to ask you out and actually ask you to be his, you rolled your eyes and grabbed his hand, dragging him to the arcade not so far from your house.
âTook you long enough, bastard.â
After the slow start, things actually proceeded pretty smoothly.
Now after little arguments, instead of storming off in opposite directions, came the aggressive grabbing of the otherâs hand and storming off together.
This is not to say that your entire relationship was built on aggressive displays of affection. You were a pretty chill couple. You thought you guys had a good balance, where your relationship wasnât all romance neither was it too casual. It was just perfect.
The two of you were often commended for the flow you had, it came very natural and it was something you wouldnât ever change. It almost allowed for you to forget about Sunwooâs cowardly approach.
Almost.
But besides all of that, you found Sunwoo very endearing and being in a relationship with him taught you a lot more about him than before. You had met through a mutual friend at school and with the integrating circles, came seeing the boy a lot more often.
It was only during a trip to the arcade, when you had beat him at air hockey, that the two of you began talking separately from the group.
You were friends with the boy for almost two years before you had become a couple.
And with this came learning that Sunwoo had a more naĂŻve and inexperienced side to him. A side you adored and secretly related to.
The boy often became meek and bashful when he held your hand, starting with the smallest and quickest of pecks and the silliest of smiles whenever you so much as addressed him as yours.
Even months into the relationship, the boy would still need some validation, his eyes big and pure with emotion and it never failed to tug at your heartstrings.
Despite your friendsâ teasing, you never mentioned it or joined them, you felt that it wasnât fair to him and only wanted for him to be comfortable and ease himself into the new dynamics of your relationship. Much like you were doing too.
It never bothered you, not when he slightly bristled when guys blatantly flirted with you in front of him, not when he tugged you away from your friends, whining for your attention. Not even when he asked you if you still wanted him around when he messed up your birthday by being a day early.
You usually prided yourself with being patient with Sunwoo, because to put it simply, you loved him.
So when Haknyeon pulled you aside one day on a little outing around the streets of the city, asking you if you were still in love with Sunwoo, it threw you off guard and to be completely honest, offended you.
âWhat kind of question is that?â Your eyebrows were drawn together and you came to a halt, the ice cream in your hand melting too fast and dripping down to your wrist.
Haknyeon was quick to raise his hands in defense, trying to tell you he meant no harm with panicked eyes, âNo no no, donât get me wrong, itâs just,â
He sighed, eyes falling to the ground as his moral compass spun,
âSunwooâs been worried lately. Sanha told him that youâve been hanging out a lot with some guy from your biology class and now the boy thinks youâre going to leave him.â
Your emotions came over you like a tidal wave, unable to distinguish anger from disappointment and the overwhelming love from the sadness. All of them tumbled together and left you feeling drained on instant.
âThatâs the dumbest thing Iâve ever heard.â
The boy was caught by surprise by your statement if his expression was anything to go by.
âWhat?â
âIf he really thinks that, then heâs really a dumbass.â
And with that, you shoved the melting cone into Haknyeonâs hands and stormed off in the opposite direction, needing a minute or two to gather yourself before you did anything too rash.
Even though your decision to march on off from the group was just as rash and maybe a little dramatic, but you felt justified and had you stayed even a minute longer, youâd have strangled Sanha and then Sunwoo.
You never wanted for him to doubt you and never wouldâve thought for him to take Sanhaâs words to heart the way he did.
The boy Sanha had been referring to was a project partner you had been paired with. The only reason you were supposedly âcaughtâ hanging out with him. You always had a thing for wanting to get assignments completed as soon as possible and so you made the effort to reach out to Daehwi for this sole reason.
Not once would you have thought that it would result to Sunwoo fearing losing you.
Your heart melted and then sunk lower and lower the more you thought about it. Never once had Sunwoo made you worry about whether or not he still loved you and to consider that indirectly, you had done so to him, bothered you.
You shifted the blame endlessly as you walked further and further, not really paying attention to where you were until you ended up dead center in the busiest part of the city.
Cars whirred by, their honks coming together to form a cloud between your ears that left you slightly dizzy. There was so much movement, too much from the life of a Friday afternoon that you felt the need to sit down.
You turned around in your spot with the intent to backtrack, to find the quiet path you had strayed off onto minutes ago before the city found you, but you couldnât.
The crowd was dense and you were tired and slightly panicking, having never been comfortable with tight spaces.
The frustration in you grew, wishing you had never marched off, that Haknyeon had never said anything or even better, that Sanha hadnât spoken out of context.
Everything suddenly became too much too fast and you felt the warm burning sensation of tears welling up in yours eyes, your hand clutching desperately at your jacket as you shoved with no direction.
No one bothered to notice the short human making their way through the crowd, trying not to lose their last grips on composure, blinding rushing to free away from the crowd.
You were about to cross the intersection when a strong force pulled you back with a blur of loud blaring horns and the rush of wind opening your eyes.
âAre you insane?? What the hell was that?â
The voice was panicked and angry and all too familiar.
Perfectly imperfect timing, you would conclude.
âWhat are you doing here?â Your voice was uncharacteristically calm and flat for the situation at hand. Every visible part of you was ready to fall from exertionand moreover, shock but your voice remained strong.
Sunwooâs eyes were utterly confused and disheartened, probably not understanding your behavior but it only made it hurt more.
Those big brown eyes had been staring at you in fear for however long and not once had you seen it. Was the boy that good at hiding or were you that ignorant?
âYou canât storm off and expect for me to not care. You left me and you didnât even give me a reason why.â
His diction clogged your throat and the little grip you had was wearing fast, âDonât say it like that.â
Sunwoo seemed to find this even harder to comprehend by the expression he pulled, âWhat?â
You pulled away from his hands almost hysterically, the tears now finally falling down your face and giving way for everything you had tried to contain.
âDonât say it like Iâm going to get up and leave you forever like you mean nothing to me!â
Breathing was hard and you felt both on fire and completely frozen altogether, like your brain could no long distinguish between the two. Maybe the entire storm you were undergoing had finally derailed your brain processes to the point where you were completely unhinged, but you were now yelling all your thoughts with your eyes closed.
âDonât say it like that, like my feelings for you arenât genuine and like I would hurt you purposefully. When I say I love you, Sunwoo, theyâre not words for you to hear, theyâre words for you to comprehend. Itâs not just a statement, itâs the feeling in my chest that you put there and I want you to know that.
âSanha had no business making it sound like Iâm hanging out with someone with any intention of furthering the relationship and hurting you. Even if he didnât say it like that, he couldâve at least spoken to me about it. Daehwi is a lab partner for a project in Biology that I never even spoke to before this assignment.â
Finally, you inhaled, running short on breath. You looked up at your boyfriend, a fiery look in your eyes that caught him off guard to the extent that his left foot fell back a step to steady himself.
Your hand reached up to poke him square in his chest as you continued, âAnd you, God you, you shouldâve spoken to me the minute you felt any doubt or fear, you shouldâve voiced any concern you had. Sunwoo, you shouldâve just asked me.
âDo you know much it hurts to know that you actually considered that I would leave you for someone else, or maybe even cheat? Goodness, imagine one of your friends asking you if you still loved me and then continued to tell you something that your partner should be telling you, not an outsider.â
Your body sagged then, the despair finally formulating itself into words instead, âWhy didnât you just talk to me?â
The boy couldnât meet your eyes, his hands wringing themselves as he stood before you like a child being scolded by their mother, only this felt much much worse than when his mother took away his gaming console in the seventh grade. No, you werenât just disappointed, you were hurt and that left a scar.
âI felt dumb.â
His words were surprising, as you werenât expecting for him to tell you what was going through his mind so openly and quickly, when it usually took him a while to process the words and his thoughts. But you could see it, the way his brown eyes traced lines on the pavement, mouth open ready to speak the words his mind was trying to piece together, as if he was already saying them.
With his eyebrows furrowed and his plump lips parted, the boy almost looked lost. Lost in the city surrounding you and lost in himself. It brought you back to the purity you always painted him with, like an iridescent aura. A young boy lost in the emotions he feared exploring.
âWhat-â
âI felt dumb telling you that sometimes I feel that you could do so much better. You could have someone so confident and strong and experienced and yet you have me. And sometimes that scares me because even if you settled for me, you could change your mind and realize that thereâs better out there. Someone whoâs not afraid to kiss you in public or meet your parents as something more than a friend.
âItâs scary for me to realize that there might be someone out there willing to give you what I struggle to sometimes and although you deserve that and more, I want you with me and not them.â
Your hand slapped his chest, a sob breaking from your lips and not really knowing what else to do, you hit him again. âYou fucking idiot. I didnât settle. I chose you because no one is worthy of anyone but if there was such ridiculous value, youâd always win. Every single time. Because you give me a love no one else can.â
Tugging on his jacket, you pulled him closer and buried your head in his chest, letting the warmth of him soothe the cold tracks from your tears because you never wanted to him say anything like that again.
âYou fucked up the minute you thought there could be anyone better for me.â
His arms werenât hesitant when they folded around your frame, like the door shutting after a long day, you walked into your home and he shut out the bustle of a noisy city around you.
âYou fucked up.â You said again, only this time more slurred but still audible to him.
âYes I fucked up, but are we even surprised?â
Pulling away, you looked up at him, his eyes were big and bright and his hair tickled his long lashes, the smile on his face much lighter than the sky above you.
Sunwoo was captivating when his heart shone so brightly through his eyes and his expression. He wore his heart more literally than on his sleeve.
âNormally? No, but right now? Yes. You should know better, baby.â
Sunwoo pulled you back in again, this time his hug was tighter and urgent, him needing the security that your words promised.
âBut for when you let the fear win you over, know that I fear losing you too.â
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