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c-oswinwrites-x · 15 days

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Flightless Bird

Chapter/Part/Whatever the fuck you want to call it 1

CWs: Suicide mentions, internalised ableism, body dysphoria, shipping.

If any of this makes you uncomfortable, please, don't read it. I don't want to make anyone uncomfortable with my writing.

I stood on a roof, preparing to jump. You might be wondering why was about to jump off a roof. Well, it's simple. I'm an avian. I fly. Or at least, that's what I'm supposed to do. I have a stupid birth defect, meaning I can't fly. My wings are too small for my body. Not small enough to notice, but small enough that they can't support my weight. I've never met anyone else like me. I've never even met that many avians either though, so that might be a factor. Anyways, back to the roof.

All I could think of was my probable impending death. I knew I wasn't high enough to kill myself, but jumping off a roof is terrifying, no matter how high it is. I was about to jump, force myself to fly, when I noticed Scar. That awful, awful, beautiful man. No Grian. Stop thinking like that. He's neither of those things, least of all beautiful. Look at him for Xelqua's sake! Those eyes spell trouble Grian. Those gorgeous green eyes... that are so easy to get lost in. Shut up Grian. You don't have time for this!

Scar walked in my direction, a lot more bounce in his step than normal. His face fell when he saw me too. Oh gods, he thought I was going to kill myself... I pulled at my sleeve, trying desperately to think of how I explain... jumping off a roof... with no suicidal intentions... I couldn't think of what to say, so I just jumped, spreading my wings, hoping for the best. Of course, I fell. I don't know why I thought I'd be able to fly if I jumped off a roof. But at least I didn't get hurt too badly...I led on the ground for a minute, upset. I don't know why I thought it'd work. I don't know why I thought I'd ever be normal. Scar approached me, dropping his cane and crouching down beside me. I wish I was more like him. He knows he's not gonna wake up one day and be completely normal, and he's ok with that. He owns it. I wish I could do that. I wish I didn't force myself to do things I can't. I wish I could just accept that I'm disabled, and I will be for my whole life. I wish I could just accept that I'll never fly by myself.

"You alright?" Scar asked. "Mhm." I mumbled, too lost in my own thoughts to really pay attention to him. "Grian, as much as I would like to agree with you, you just jumped off a roof. You can trust me. What's wrong?" Scar replied. I snapped out of my thoughts at that. I turned to look at Scar. "I can explain!" I stuttered. Scar nodded at me. "It's complicated... I... can't fly. My wings are too small for my body... I don't know why I thought jumping off a roof would help me fly, I don't know why I even thought it was a good idea in the first place-" I started, talking far too fast. "Calm down Grian. Breathe. Now talk. Slow down. It's ok." Scar interrupted. Usually I'd be annoyed at being interrupted, but he helped a bit. "I can't fly." I said, trying to hide the obvious break in my voice, badly. "What? Don't say that!" Scar replied. "No, I literally can't. My wings are too small for my body. They physically cannot support my weight." I replied. "Oh." Scar whispered. "Come here." he said, louder this time.

I sat up slowly, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in my legs. I don't know what I expected, I mean, I jumped off a roof. I let out a sharp hiss, a noise I didn't even know I could still make. Scar wrapped an arm around me, running his fingers across the back of my head. I smiled at him, trying not to look like I was crying. Scar started talking, a slightly serious tone. I don't remember a word, I completely spaced out in his arms, trying to focus on anything other than the pain and failing spectacularly. I don't know how long we were there, but I eventually started paying attention to what he was saying again. "Do you think you can stand up?" he asked. "No..." I replied. "That's fine. I don't think I can either." Scar laughed. I wish I could joke around like that.

Scar placed a hand on my wing, just where it connects to my back. I shuddered. I've told him so many times why he shouldn't do that. It's not the kind of thing you do to your friend. But maybe that's not a bad thing... Shut up Grian. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. You don't have time for this! You have better things to think about than Scar! We sat there for a few minutes. "Maybe I should call someone." Scar mumbled. I didn't really want to get up, not when he was so close to me... and touching my wings like that... Grian! Stop thinking like that. I didn't really want to get up, but he was right. We couldn't just sit there forever.

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dinsrose · 3 years

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“Dancing with Your Ghost”

Summary: Just a little one shot I wrote from yet another scene I wanted to bring to life in my head. Din is out getting supplies for himself, Grogu, and the reader, when he spots an item that gives him vivid flashbacks of his parents dancing in the kitchen. He remembers how happy they looked in that moment, and he wants to recreate that moment with his lover.

Din Djarin and Female Reader

Fluff; Slow Dancing; Cute; Soft Din

Read here on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29917344

Din POV

Just a few more pieces of her favorite fruit, and I think we are good to go. I turn over the fruit in my hand to examine it. It has to be perfect. It can't be bruised, not too ripe. The pieces of fruit in the basket shuffle around shuffle around as you try to find the most perfect pieces in the batch. Just like her.

Finally deciding on three pieces that are about as good as it gets, you put them in your satchel. The lady selling the fruit smiles at you as you hand over the required amount of credits. While you have them out, you count the remaining number of them in your satchel. Enough to get fuel, and get back to Navarro.

You start to walk back in the direction of the Crest when something catches your eye. A small trinket box sitting on top of one of the merchants booth. It's not the trinket box itself that appeals to you, it is the figurines on top that catch your attention. There is a man and woman on top slow dancing.

A wave of nostalgia washes over you as you stop in your tracks. Suddenly, it is not two clay figurines, but your parents glued together in synchrony as they waltz through the kitchen. You remember getting out of your bed to get a drink of water, when you noticed them. They were cleaning up the leftovers from dinner, and had somehow found themselves molded together in synchronizing movements instead. You can still hear the pure joy coming from your mother's laughter as you watched your father dip her back slowly. They moved so perfectly together. That was one of the few moments in your short time of knowing them, that you could see the pure love radiating from them.

The memory brings a sharp pain to the back of your throat as it fades into nothing. I hope she knows how much I love her. You think to yourself as you walk back through the crowd toward the Crest.

Reader POV

Grogu is so rambunctious today. He won't stop getting into everything. He keeps finding pieces from God knows where on this ship to pull off. You have even had to search for him multiple times, because for some reason he thinks it is funny to hide from you. He even started climbing the literal curtain hanging in the cockpit of the Crest. His screeches rang through the Crest when you yanked him off of it. It turned into an all out tug of war. Refusing to let go, a piece of the curtain had ripped off making the two of you fall backwards onto your butt. Maker, he is exhausting you today.

"Grogu, stop!" You cry out as you grab him from the pilot seat of the Crest. He had snuck hi way up here without you knowing and started hitting every button he possibly could. Just knowing he was going to blow something up, you grabbed for him.

"I can't take much more of this today, kiddo." Sighing in exhaustion as you looked at him. "Please...I know you can understand me...just please calm down for a few." You gave him the saddest face you could possibly muster in hopes he would give in. He lets out a small giggle as he lifts his small hand to your face. His little fingertips graze your cheek as he lets out a coo. That almost makes you melt. How can something be such a menace, and so cute at the same time? You don't even have it in you to stay mad at him.

Throwing Grogu onto your hip, you start towards the ladder leading down to the hull. As you descend the ladder, you hear the hatch to the ship begin to open. Thank the maker. You have never been more excited to see Din in your life. Grated, you are excited to see him again, but you really need a break from this kid.

Din walks up the ramp slowly bringing in his haul from the market of whatever town you guys had landed in. Pulling his satchel off his hip, he whips his helmet up in the direction of the two of you.

"Thank the galaxy you are back." You breathe out. "This kid has been an absolute menace today. He has been into absolutely everything! I cannot get him to go to sleep." You whine.

"Is that true kid? Have you been giving her trouble?" He asks while pointing his gloved finger towards Grogu.

He lets out a loud giggle as he hops out of your arms, and starts waddling towards Din. He swoops him up into his arms and caresses his little, green forehead.

"He is fighting sleep" Not taking his eyes off the kid as he says it. "Need to shut him in the POD. Got to be firm with him." He continues.

Watching as Din walks over to the little POD, you cross your arms. Of course HE can get him to calm down. He lowers Grogu into the POD and gives him a firm statement.

"Nap time" He says as he shuts the POD.

He turns back to you slowly while extending his arms out. Told you so. The stance reads. Walking back over to his satchel, he whips his helmet in that direction, motioning for you to join him.

"I got you some things." He exclaims.

Skipping over to the satchel, you lower down into a squatting stance to see what he brought back. He lifts his helmet up in your direction as he pulls out three pieces of your favorite fruit. He is so good to you. A smile spreads across your face as you reach for the fruit. Before you can grab one, he yanks them out of your reach. Confusion washes over you as you pooch out your lips in the best pouty face you can muster.

"Can't eat here, we are going outside to eat." He says.

"What? Why? It's dark out!" You pout. Keeping your eyes trained on him in hopes to distract him, you quickly whip your hand around the back of him, trying to snatch the satchel. He catches onto your plan and falls back, taking the satchel further away from your grasp. A giggle escapes your lips as you fall onto his chest, still reaching for the satchel. Laughter erupts from him as he holds it above your reach.

"Got to be quicker than that, Rose." Your heart melts. That is a nickname he gave to you back when he found you. He is the only person allowed to call you that, but you love it when he does.

For some reason you are in a teasing mood. "I could have totally grabbed that if I really wanted to shiny." you giggle out.

"Yeah? Or did you just want to find an excuse to fall on top of me." He shoots back.

Your face flushes at the statement. Even though you guys have been technically together for months now, he still finds ways to make you blush. Now that you think about it, you did snatch at the satchel knowing you would fall onto him. It isn't something you can help. There is just something about him that makes you always want to be touching him in some way.

"I'll take that as a yes." He concludes since you had fallen silent. "Don't worry, I don't mind."

His hand reaches up to your chin as he grabs it firmly. He slowly rubs his thumb across the curvature of your chin as you both take each other in. He shifts his body while sitting up. Wrapping his hand around your back, he moves you with him.

"My sweet Rose" He breathes out.

Maker, this man knows how to make you absolutely melt. He can be so sweet sometimes. It makes you even more soft knowing he is only like this with you and Grogu. He barely pays attention to anyone else. If anything, he is cold and distant from others. Not with you guys, though. He is always making sure the both of you are happy and cared for. He goes above and beyond every single day. You couldn't have been given more luck in the entire galaxy than with him.

"Alright, let's go. I have a surprise for you." He says as he interrupts your thoughts. His body rises from the floor and brings you with it. How are you to say no to him? You'll eat anywhere as long as he is there with you.

His hand tugs at yours, beckoning you to go with him down the ramp. Looking back to make sure Grogu is fine, you see the little POD floating there motionless. The little bugger has probably already fallen asleep. Of course.

Hand in hand, he walks you down the ramp and into the grassy patch in front of the Crest. The only light outside is coming from the glow of whatever town that is in the distance. You hadn't noticed he had thrown the satchel back around his hip and brought it with him. He sets the satchel on the ground and drops your hand.

The air around you is humid, and dark. Looking a little closer at your surroundings, you notice the little twinkling lights fluttered about. Fireflies. They're so beautiful. They dance about in the mossy trees around you, making for the perfect setting.

"Where are we, shiny?" You question. Hearing some shuffling, you turn your attention back to Din. He has laid out a blanket across the grass and is setting a lantern down atop it. He has carefully laid out the fruit you were so eager to bite into a few minutes earlier, along with some flowers you had never seen before.

"The planet Saleucami. City of Taleucema." He replies.

You barely hear him, you are too caught up in the sight before you. He had taken the time to buy these things for you, knowing they were your favorite, and set up a little picnic for the two of you. Of course, he would not be able to eat with you, but the sentiment was incredible nonetheless. Your heart floods with joy. What did you do to deserve this man?

Making your way over to the blanket, you let out a gasp. "Din, what is all this?" A smile spreads across your face as you gesture out to the scene before you.

"The surprise. Wanted to do something nice for you." He replies. "See that town over there?" You follow his finger to the lighted skyline of a city in the distance.

"They are holding a celebration tonight. In a few moments, they will light the sky with fireworks, and fill the atmosphere with music. I know you have never seen fireworks before. Wanted to make it...special." He continues.

Fireworks. You had only imagined what they would look like. The city you grew up in had never had any celebrations, and you had never been anywhere that had them. It hits you that just a few short weeks ago, you were babbling on in the cockpit of the Crest about wanting to see fireworks to him. You didn't think he was even listening, because you spent many hours of your day talking nonstop in there to him. This is why he insisted we stop here. Tears well up in your eyes as you look at the man in front of you. The feelings inside you were overwhelming.

"You look beautiful in the moonlight." He exclaims as you stand there, an emotional mess. "More beautiful than the moon itself." He continues chuckling to himself.

That does it. Before you can think, you are running to him, arms outstretched. All you want is to touch him, be close to him. That is the only thought screaming over and over in your head. When you finally reach him, you pounce on him, pulling him into a warm hug. Your head finds its way into the crook of his neck. The smell of leathered amber fills your nostrils as you breathe him in.

"Din...thank you." You breath out into his neck. He wraps his arms around you and just holds you there. He feels like...home. That is the only word you cant muster to describe how he makes you feel.

A loud explosion makes you jump. Suddenly, the sky is lighting up with beautiful colors of red, green, blue. A gasp escapes your lips as you scramble up onto your feet to get as close as you possibly can.

"Maker, Din do you see this?!" You shout pointing frantically at the sky. The sky is a sea of beautiful colors, explosions pulsating all around you. A song starts playing in the distance, one you have never heard before. It has a beautiful tune, and it fits perfectly with the setting around you.

You stand there in complete awe for a few seconds. Turning around, you want to see his reaction the the scene. He is right behind you. The fireworks reflecting off his shiny beskar. You make a not, that watching them reflect off his helmet, is about the most beautiful sight you have ever seen. Prompting for you to turn back around, he spins you by your shoulders. His hands slowly wrap around your back and to the front of your tummy. He rests his chin on top of your hairline as he watches the beautiful scene with you. Placing your hands over his, you lean into his chest and smile up at the sky.

The song playing is so perfect for the moment. "I put the record on...wait till I hear our song...every night I'm dancing with your ghost."

Your hands drop from his as you continue to take in the beautiful sight before you. This is the definition of perfection. Suddenly, you feel Din grab your hand and spin you towards him. He pulls you close and wraps his hand around your lower back.

"What are you doing, shiny?" You giggle.

He slowly raises your right arm with his, and cautiously takes a step back. He pulls you with him prompting you to take a step forward.

"Din? What are you doing?" A giggle escaping your lips.

A faint sound of humming comes from under the helmet. Is he...singing? A huge smile spreads across your face as the realization hits you. He pulls you forward and prompts for you to spin under his raised arm. Oh. I get it. He is wanting you to slow dance with him. A tingly feeling explodes over your whole body. Maker, you love this man with all your heart.

Spinning under his raised hand, he slowly slides his other down to the curve of your lower back. He pulls your body as close to his as you can possibly get. This moment right here, life could not get any better. You will forever be grateful for the day this man saved you. The day he came barreling into your cantina, guns blazing. It had to be fate. The stars could not have made a more perfect match. This man is your soulmate, you know it. Your thoughts are interrupted by a sharp pain hitting your right foot.

"Ouch!" You screech out and jump back. Din freezes in place and brings his hands to the front of him.

"I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to step on your toes." He stutters. "this isn't something I have ever tried, but...I wanted to try for you." He continues while fidgeting his fingers.

A smile spreads across your face. Trying to hold back your laughter, you reassure him. "It's okay, shiny. I won't hold it against you." He could be so clumsy sometimes, and honestly, that was something you absolutely adored about him. He was always stumbling around in that large armor. Made it hard for him to move. On top of that, he was very tall. He towered over you. Made it a little difficult to do anything around you without accidentally crushing you.

Taking a step back towards him, you reached out your hand to touch his helmet where his cheek would be. Wanting to reassure him it was okay, you cupped the side of his helmet in your hand and slowly caressed the cold beskar.

Assuming he got the message, he instantly reaches both hands to either side of your waist. A yelp escapes your lips as he swiftly raises you into the air. He lowers your feet slowly down onto the top of his boots. Holding you there until you are secure, he motions for you to wrap your arms around his waist. Overwhelmed with how incredibly sweet he was being, you do as he insists without argument. Your feet plant firmly on top of his boots, and you wrap your arms around his waist to gain balance. Your head lowers gently onto the chest plate of his beskar. Turning your head to the side, you can still see the fireworks shooting in the distance.

He starts to move again once confirming you are secure. slowly moving to the beat of the rhythm so as not to make you lose balance. The world slowly spins around you as he takes you around and around. His hand is caressing your back as his hips sway with the movement.

"Every night I'm dancing with your ghost." You hear faintly from his chestplate. Tears well up in your eyes when you realize he is singing along to the song. He begins humming the tune after singing that one singular line. The vibrations from his chest filling your ears. Your grasp around him tightens as you slowly close your eyes. You want to live in this moment forever.

"Shiny?" Your eyes suddenly fly open.

"Hmm?" He hums from under his helmet.

"This is our song." You whisper into the beskar. "Our love song. A special song just for you and me."

"That it is, my cyar'ika" He hums.

Pulling back to try and look him in the eyes, you want him to know how special he is to you. How grateful you are to him for doing all he has done for you.

"Din...I...I just want to say thank you. Thank you for...being you. Thank you for all you have done for me. You have given me the galaxy, Din. You...saved me. You whisper out.

Granted, you have never been the best with words. Hoping he understands the depth of your love for him, you reach your hands up carefully to either side of his helmet. Wanting him to lower his head to your level, you tug at his helmet gently. He allows you to pull him down to your lips. your lips find the top of his helmet where his forehead would be, and you plant a singular, soft kiss.

He stands there for a few seconds in silence before reacting. His hand leaves the small of your back as it makes its way up to the side of your face. He plants it firmly against your cheek and allows you to sink your head into his palm.

"My Rose...it is not I who saved you, but you who saved me. Ni kar'taylir gar" He whispers as he lowers the head of his helmet down to meet with your forehead. His hand drops back down to the small of your back.

Both standing there soaking in the moment, fireworks and song long finished, you just hold each other. Neither of you wanting to be the first to let go.

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creambunnie · 5 years

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For the best

you tapped your foot as you glared at your boyfriend, Haechan , who was laughing with your girl classmate . you , Haechan and your other classmate, Seungyeon, were assigned as a group for a class research. you were pissed. no not because your boyfriend was talking to another girl. no you were not that childish and petty. you were pissed because everytime you tried to suggest your ideas or opinions, Seungyeon would interrupt you , cutting you off completely. what you were really pissed about was that Haechan didn't even defend you. he smiled apologetically to you and listened intently to Seungyeon's words. you were also aware on how Seungyeon smirked here and there when she got your boyfriend's attention all to herself.

you honestly didn't care and could handle this well if it was a one time thing. the problem was, you had sat in the same cafe 3 times for the group discussion which went the same as today. you would always be cut off and you would be glaring at the both of them who were obviously flirting with each other more than discussing for the project.

you quickly stood and 'accidentally' slammed the table, startling the two flirts.

"i'm just gonna go to the ladies for a while,". you excused yourself. Haechan gave you a soft smile and nodded while Seungyeon rolled her eyes at you for interrupting her conversation with Haechan.

you went out of the cafe and decided to go to your bestfriend's place which was technically Haechan's house too.

your besfriend, Jeno, was Haechan's housemate. he was the one who introduced the two of you to each other. you've been ranting to him about Haechan's behaviour during discussion and told him about your insecurities. Jeno tried his best comforting you and you really appreciate his help.

Jeno opened the front door seconds after you knocked. "he messed up again?". you nodded to his question and entered the house. Jeno sighed and went to the kitchen. "drinks?". you shook your head as you placed your bag down. Jeno smiled softly and went to the sofa, sitting next to you. you scooted closer to Jeno and rested your head on his shoulder. you draped one of your arms on his stomach while Jeno wrapped an arm around you as he played with his phone . you felt the warmth that you've been craving for after your older brother passed away. Jeno was like an older brother to you and he protects you like how a brother does. your relationship was like a simple siblings relationship. there for one another though you guys always argue over petty things.

Jeno looked at your phone when he felt it vibrate a few times. he was about to ask you to pick up your phone but he noticed that you fell asleep. he quickly took your phone and answered the call before the vibrations wake you up.

"hey babe? where are you? why aren't you replying to my texts?". Jeno heard Haechan's voice from the other line.

"oh Haechan. yeah she's here. i guess she's just tired. yeah come back hurry, she is just taking a nap. alright, see you.". Jeno hung up and sighed. Jeno carressed your shoulders as you curled in closer to his chest. Jeno didn't want his bestfriend to get hurt. He didn't want his friend to be hurt too. he sighed for the nth time and hoped for the best.

once Haechan reached home, he stood still in front of his girlfriend who was literally cuddling his housemate. Jeno didn't seem bothered by his stare and woke you up calmly.

"hey wake up. Haechan is back.". Jeno said gently as he tapped your shoulder. Haechan smiled when he heard you groan as he found it cute. but his smile dropped and his fists curled when you buried your face into the crook of Jeno's neck and mumbled. "5 more mins". Jeno chuckled and pulled you off him gently as he stood up. Haechan was thankful for Jeno's actions or else he would have punched him in the face.

you opened your eyes slowly only to see your boyfriend staring at you. you wiped your eyes and was fully awake as if you haven't been sleeping for the past half an hour. your burning heart made it hard for you to think about sleep.

Jeno cleared his throat before excusing himself. "i'll be in my room if you guys need anything.".

Haechan nodded and sat beside you once Jeno was inside. "is everything okay?". Haechan asked softly. you rolled your eyes and stood up . you ignored him totally and went straight for the front door. Haechan quickly ran towards you and grabbed your wrist to stop you. "what is going on babe?!". you scoffed and turned to him. "what is going on? stop acting dumb Haechan! you know well what is wrong.". Haechan sighed and looked at you coldly. "is it because i talked to Seungyeon?". you pulled back you wrist and shook your head in disbelief.

"you know well that i don't mind you talking to other girls. i am not that petty and childish to get jealous over shitty things. heck, even your tablemate is a girl! did i get mad ? no!". you paused to take a breath.

"you. you didn't even defend me when Seungyeon bullied me! you listened to all her words--".

your words were cut by his. " i didn't want her to feel left out , that's all! i didn't want her to feel like a thirdwheel with us.". Haechan explained calmly as if what you said before didn't bother him. you closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

" really? didn't want her to feel left out but it's okay if i am put aside? it is okay that my opinions are not being listened? it is okay for a classmate to bully me like that?boys are really boys huh. you didn't even notice that she was giving me looks. you know what? Seungyeon is going to be so happy right now.". you paused to muster up all your courage. Haechan looked at you, confused with what you were going to say next.

"you're available starting this very second. go on and flirt with her all you want without having me as a burden.i'm breaking up with you Lee Donghyuk.".

Haechan knew he messed up bad when you stopped calling him by his nickname. Haechan shook his head and grabbed your shoulders. "no! i can fix this! i like you not her! please babe, please don't do this.". you pushed him away and wiped a tear that fell on your cheek.

"no. she is a bully. not to me only but to many more. and you. you're her accomplice. i don't associate myself with such people. people who took my brother away from me. i lost half of my heart already. i'm not losing my other half. not to someone like you. we are done Lee Donghyuck. now and forever.". it hurt you to say those things but you believed it was for your own good. you quickly ran out of the house, not giving Haechan a chance to say anything. Haechan was frozen from your words. He wanted to chase after you but his legs gave away. he was on the floor, clutching his chest while soft sobs echoed the living room. Jeno went out of his room softly and sighed when he saw his housemate. he quickly went beside him and patted his back to comfort his friend.

*it's for your best Haechan* Jeno thought as he felt like crying himself.

you didn't attend the next discussions. you decided to just do it on your own though it might affect your grade. you were more willing to act this way rather than hurt yourself and Haechan more.

"this is a very good research y/n. but I cannot give you higher than a C because rules are rules. this was supposed to be a group project hence one of the criterias is teamwork. i really love your project but i am very sorry.". your teacher said as she handed you your grade for the project. you smiled and thanked her. "it is okay Mrs Moon. it is what i deserve anyways. thank you.".

you went back to your seat and saw a glimpse of Haechan. he looked guilty when he heard the conversation between you an the teacher. he knew you've always worked hard in everything and try your best to get straight As. but because of him, your grade was affected. you ignored his stare and kept your graded assignment.

and that marks the end of your school semester as summer break has begun. you quickly packed your bag and ran to the school entrance as usual after your break up. you didn't want to bump into him. it's been about a month since then. he would text you and call you everyday since the break up but you of course ignored everything. you blocked his number and asked Jeno to tell Haechan not to bother you anymore. you wanted to heal. you wanted to move on. people might say that you're petty but you take your relationships seriously especially after the death of your brother. who commited suicide after his 'friends' stabbed him in the back. and especially because you never felt anything like when you were with Haechan before. Haechan has a very special space in your heart. till now. but you didn't want to ruin your precious memories with bitter ones. hence it was better for you to break up with him before more bitter memories were created, overflooding your precious ones.

you decided to apply for a job at a small cafe. a cafe owned by an elder couple. the cafe was small and didn't have a lot of customers but that was all you needed. peace. calmness.

you were serving your regulars when a new yet familiar face entered the cosy cafe. you held your head down and greeted the customer softly. you completed the regulars' orders before taking the next customer's order. "it's my first time coming here. my friend told me that the food here is good. but would you recommend me anything?". you nodded your head and pointed to the fudgy chocolate cake. you knew he loved chocolate so much. he always has a bag full of chocolates in his bag. he smiled and nodded. "i'll take that then and a cup of americano.". you keyed in his orders and quickly prepared them. he took his orders and went to a table nearest to the counter where he could see you work. you only sighed and pulled your cap down to cover your face while doing your work.

it was finally time to close the cafe. but he was still there. reading your shared favourite book. you took a deep breath and went up to him. "i'm sorry but we are closing the cafe now.". he looked up from the book and smiled. your breath hitched. the face that you have been missing and at the same time avoiding was looking straight at you right now. "can we talk a bit?". Haechan asked.

you knew this was coming. you knew you can't run from this forever. "sure,just let me clean some stuff up,".

the two of you were finally sitting opposite of each other, face to face. you looked at your fingers all the way. you didn't want to face him. not after hurting him. but you still believed he deserved it for hurting you too. you felt warm fingers wrapping themselves around yours. oh how you've missed his warm hands. "do you still like me?". he asked calmly. you kept quiet for a while before looking up to him with teary eyes.

"of course i still like you, Lee Donghyuck.". you replied.

Haechan smiled and squeezed your hand that he was holding. he was about to celebrate when you stopped him by pulling your hand away from him gently.

"but we are not meant to be with each other. i like you. i love you. but we can't be together. i want to thank you for all the precious memories that you've given to me. i would like to also apologise, for hurting you with my words. i was hurt too but this is the best for us. please, don't try and fix something that is already broken into pieces.".

Haechan gulped, restraining himself from crying. "i really messed up bad huh?". he said as he stood up quietly. "i wish the best for you. i hope you would find happiness someday.....

i love you.".

Haechan said before going straight to the door.

you watched his back walk without turning to look at you again.

*this is for the best. this for our best.* you thought as you wiped your neverending tears.

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