#jjunie looks adorable here I love him so much

[junniieesbby]

Happy Valentine's Day Angel 💞✨ lots of love for you

Awwww angel 🥺💗 this is so cuteee thank you so much! I have so much love and appreciation for you! Happy ♥️ day! Hope you’ve enjoyed your day so far!

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[soobpricity]

anti romantic - choi yeonjun smau

prologue : i don’t believe in being romantic

synopsis : anti romantic, college student choi yeonjun who thinks he’s seen everything in a relationship, promising himself that he won’t go through another relationship ever again to prevent himself from going through another heartbreak. that was until he sees yn, a classmate, chasing his heart. will his walls be enough to scare yn away, or will they continue chasing yeonjun with all they have ?

slightly suggestive, themes of cheating, swearing, sad jjunie :((

the sky was painted black, it was like a canvas, a black background with little flicks of white paint, the half moon adding diversity into the plain sky. yeonjun’s tears drying from the slight cold, december breeze, his breath appearing right in front of him. the tip of his nose turning red, just how many times was he going to go through an absolute heartbreak. he didn’t want to go through it again, the pain in his chest, the hoarseness in his throat that he felt after breaking down. he hated it. why ? why was this happening to him ? he just wanted to live happily with the person he adored the most, was that too much to ask for

“oh, hyung, why are you crying ?” yeonjun turned his torso around, the metal bench that he was sitting on only sent more shivers down his spine. the small jacket that he had on was not doing enough to protect him from the cold, he couldn’t blame the jacket, but he could blame himself. although it was just the closest jacket he had at the moment. he could still see the scene as if it was still happening in front of him.

“oh love, i’m here..” yeonjun yelled out, throwing his jacket to the side, tilting his head side to side as an attempt to crack his neck, his hand coming up to his shoulder, massaging the skin. he couldn’t wait to lay in bed with yoojung, they had been seeing each other for nearly a year.

yeonjun couldn’t help but feel a bit iffy about the fact that he hadn’t received a response back from yoojung, she nearly always was awake at the time that he got back from his dance lessons, where he actually taught kids in the city to dance, he volunteered to do it, he just loved seeing kids doing something that they enjoyed to do.

his feet led him to the bedroom, checking to see if yoojung was still awake. although he regretted his actions as soon as he opened the door, spotting his girlfriend under the covers with another man, his lips pressed against hers, the sheets covering their bodies. yeonjun couldn’t help but feel his breath quicken. he wasn’t sure what to do, was he meant to quietly leave and just breakup with yoojung the following day, or is he meant to breakup with her on the spot. but he didn’t have the time to be thinking about that, his mind just did what he thought was an appropriate reaction.

“what the fuck, yoojung !” he yelled, brows furrowed, yoojung’s head turned towards yeonjun, in absolute shock that she’d been caught. she had done her best to keep all of it secretive, she thought that yeonjun was going to get home later than usual.

“junnie, it’s not- i’m not.. its not what it looks like, i promise.”

yeonjun turned his back, grabbing his jacket, “oh so what is it- hmm ? is it all just a huge misunderstanding that i caught you kissing another man ?”

“jun, please-“ yoojung, got up from the bed, buttoning her dress shirt as quick as she could. “it really isn’t what you think it is..”

“i don’t care what that was, yoojung, we’re over..” yeonjun spoke. he felt himself on the edge of a breakdown, trying to keep himself looking stable until he made it a safe distance away from yoojung’s apartment.

and now he was here, facing huening kai, the two of them now sitting on the metal bench. huening kai listening to each and every word that his hyung told him, explaining the situation to huening. yeonjun hated ranting to huening kai, because it made him feel like he was destroying the younger’s outlook on love and relationships. kai, however, didn’t really mind, he just wanted to give his hyung a shoulder to cry on. he knew how much yeonjun’s relationships had failed ever since he was in high school, and he just wanted the best for his hyung. and with yeonjun’s final year of college coming to an end, with only a semester left, he truly wished he found the right person at college- however yeonjun seemed to have different plans.

“i think i give up on love- i don’t believe in romance. i don’t believe in being romantic.”

©️soobpricity

remember that all of this is completely fictional and it doesn’t actually portray any of the idols/people used in the smau ☺️☺️

masterlist : chapter 1 , chapter 2 , chapter 3 , chapter 4 , chapter 5 , chapter 6 , chapter 7 , chapter 8 , chapter 9 , chapter 10 , chapter 11 , chapter 12 , chapter 13 , chapter 14 , chapter 15 , chapter 16 , chapter 17 , chapter 18 , chapter 19 , chapter 20 , chapter 21 , chapter 22 , chapter 23

finale : bloom like pretty flowers on a warm spring

profiles : cyj and yn , besties !!

official release date : aug 25 !!

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[02chois]

11. JUST A FRIEND

pairing: kang taehyun x reader

summary: friends— that's all what you guys are, yet why does he brush your hair so fondly? why does he holds your hand as you walk home? And you don't even like each other that much. wait, fuck, maybe you do? does he though? you have to find out someway or another.

note: yeonjun's pov so get ready for some angst 🥲

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"What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" Yeonjun's lips curl into a grin, extending his index finger to poke your cheek.

You blink once, twice and turn to glance at him, he was leaning against your kitchen counter and had his arms crossed over his chest. You mirror his grin, almost forgetting how contagious his smiles tend to be.

"A lot," you pour the seasoning packet one by one, then stirring the water that was almost at a boiling point. "It's been a rough week for me. But to be frank, this has been the roughest week I've gone through."

Yeonjun tilts his head, his once beaming expression shifts into a deep frown. His thick brows curved and it almost made you laugh at how expressive they can be.

"There's just so much going on lately. I didn't expect it to turn out that way, I guess the universe is playing games with me." You watch Yeonjun pour the dried seasoning onto the pot, moving slightly to give him some space to reach the stove. "You don't mind if I talk about it?"

He shakes his head, "I don't mind at all."

You nod and carefully put the noodles in the pot and Yeonjun follows suit, helping you with the remaining. "It's about Taehyun. He's been acting strange and recently I saw him with his ex," you pause to take a look at him, "I don't know but I felt a painful ache in my chest that time."

Yeonjun scoffs, "Typically the people who stayed friends with their exes still have lingering feelings."

"You're not making this any better, jjunie."

His already pouty lips form into a pout, his gaze avoiding yours at any given time. He looks like a puppy and your frown has turned into a small smile. You couldn't stay mad at him, he's too adorable for his own good.

"You should ask him. It might possibly be a misunderstanding." Yeonjun adds, his gaze trails down to the pot of ramen. He reaches for the chopsticks near you to stir the cooking noodles. "It's better than second guessing everything he does."

"I guess you're right." You turned off the stove and grabbed the pot holders. "Can you arrange the bowls and utensils for me? I'll come back quickly and help you once I put this on the table."

Yeonjun gave you a nod as you walked out of the kitchen, and once you were nowhere to be seen he began to search for the bowls.

The chances are low and it hasn't changed since then. He knew that he didn't have any chance, yet a part of him hoped that perhaps even an ounce of you liked him. It was difficult to try and get your attention when you only had eyes for him. It was laughable— his actions, now that he looks back at them, was truly ridiculous.

He knew. Oh, but he knew, it's wiser to let you go, even if it means pain. But why does he want to be called yours even just for a minute? He wants to know what it feels like to be the man you love. It wasn't wrong to long for someone— and maybe, just maybe, he'd get to hold your hand in another universe.

"Yeonjun? Did you find them?" You quietly walk into the kitchen, although your effort was in vain as he was still startled by your voice.

"Uh, yeah, I got them here. I'll fetch the utensils." He shouldn't have turned because the moment his gaze landed on you, he was back to square one.

You quickly went over the kitchen counters and carefully picked up the small bowls. You crane your neck to look at him, "hurry before they hog all the ramen!"

"But if ever I'll save some for you."

He lowered his gaze, looking at the metal chopsticks and spoons he has on both of his hands. How can he not love you when you're like that?

While you're the love of his life, he will always be just a friend to you.

"I'm right behind you, don't worry." He turns to face you, smiling softly as he follows. He hopes that you won't notice the difference.

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[https-yeonjun]

hi fay!! I'm here with a lil smth for ya ʚ♡⃛ɞ hope all is well <3 here's whipped jjunie and you

"smileeee!" yeonjun's voice echoes in the empty practice room.

he brought you with him while he's practicing a dance he's been wanting to learn. also bringing his camcorder to monitor his progress, but knowing yeonjun's playful personality he likes to goof around when he's satisfied with his progress, hence his behaviour now.

"jjun," you laugh, "why are you filming me?"

you block your face with your palm turning towards the lens, covering it but yeonjun's quick to hold onto your wrist and moving it aside to showcase your shut eyes and your pretty smile.

"ah, don't cover your face now. it's for memories." he continues to answer your question, sliding his hand into your palm so your fingers interlock. "I want to remember this moment."

he's so cheesy, and he knows it too. but you love it, and he knows you do.

"is it still rolling?" you ask him, waving your connected hands back and forth in front of the lens.

"yes," he laughs. "I'll keep it rolling for a while, why?"

"because I like you, yeonjun." you confess.

after being stuck in this confusing friendship dynamic for months, you decide it's time to make things clear. it'll be a moment you and yeonjun can look back on for sure.

your crush has been rendered speechless from your abrupt confession, a smile on his face so wide his eyes crease and he emits giggles that you adored so much.

"you know that I've liked you too, right?" he asks, bringing the back of your hand to his lips and placing a kiss by your knuckles.

"I had a feeling, I mean, it's not hard to figure out, yeonjun." you chuckle when his brows scrunch together after knowing he hasn't been lowkey with his crush on you. "you haven't really been keeping it down low, so..."

"yah, okay, okay. I can't help that I like you so much." he huffs behind the camcorder, defeated by the fact that anyone could probably figure it out if you have.

"okay lover boy," you start, "I want to be yours."

yeonjun bites his bottom lips as an attempt to suppress his grin as much as he can, because he feels as if his heart is about to jump out of his chest.

"well then," the sound of your name rolls off his tongue nicely, "you're mine, and I'm yours."

you're glad that yeonjun caught everything on video, now onto many more memories to cherish.

smiles ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

this is so freaking cute i can't i can't

i'm sorry i'm just responding right now but i really loved this it's so adorable ☹️☹️ i love friends to lovers so much omg

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[bbhyeoliskooks]

I lovveeee your work!!! I have read like everything lol! You’re a great writer, can I request a slow dancing scenario??? Thank you have a great day❤️❤️

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➶ TXT’s Reaction to Slow Dancing with You

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Genre: literally 200 cups of fluff and maybe a pinch of angst if you squint

Warnings: Unedited, long cheesy stuff but other than that, none !

Song: Domino

(Ahhhh ><, thank you so much ~! This is so sweet of you to say and I hope you have a great day too 🥺💞 i’m so sorry that it took so long but I worked really hard on this one ++ got super carried away so you’d like it ! And since you didn’t request a member, I just decided to do all five in scenario format so you can have all princes hehe~~ anyway, i hope you like this ! ps i rlly popped off on soobin i swear 🗿🗿)

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˚⁺‧. Yeonjun: ˚⁺‧.

Yeonjun was the sweetest boyfriend one could ever ask for.

You wouldn’t have believed it back then that the boy you met at a store as a soon to be fellow classmate would be your boyfriend in the future, the one who gave you surprise kisses out of nowhere just because he wanted to. 

Well ever since you were children, you’d been best friends thanks to your parents chatting it up a storm whenever there was a party or if they met up randomly in the food aisles of Walmart. It was so boring that you would just rather choose to run away into the toy section to find some amusing things like slime or mud perfume, for example. You always hated waiting for them to finish talking about school and children by yourself as you searched for something fun to play with, and when you saw a boy your age with wide, sparkling eyes gazing at you as if you were a nice toy- that was the start of the roller coaster you could call of being Choi Yeonjun’s best friend.

Two years later after that incident, you could vividly remember the way he asked you to be his wife in the future with a cherry ring pop in hand. It was during recess and most of the other children never bothered with him during that time even if he was one of the popular kids. He was always talking about you, talking about how cool you were even if the two of you found some dirt and cherries from the tree to make mud potions with. Adorable five year old Yeonjun took your tiny hand into his and asked you to marry him due to the times you experienced together like running away from the teacher because she looked like a scary green monster or getting yelled at home together since you wandered off by yourselves. Now you couldn’t lie- the only reason you said yes was to eat it later when you got home. But years later, both of you never took it seriously, you had just assumed it was something silly children did in order to act like grownups. Because of this, you could say you truly grew up together and it was so fond to see how the two of you were in fate stuck together, hip by hip. 

High school was so much fun with him, and college was just the same. Besides studying, Yeonjun always made all of your moments in school happy no matter how sad you were. He’d walk and pick you up generously, even waiting after every single chore you volunteered to do for the teacher plus the clubs you attended to. That didn’t mean he kept whining about how much stuff you had to do. The complaining he had when you dragged him along to the library was quite the endearing bunch though, but you wouldn’t be able to give up any second you had of him. He was always right there, right beside your side where you always wanted him to stay. 

And as inevitable as it was, there were countless people whom you loved and lost, but every single time Yeonjun would thankfully be there for you, handing you tissues when you were a mess in bed, spiraling out of control thanks to what love did. Likewise it was the same for you and whenever Yeonjun had a problem with his significant other- plus they eventually broke off- you would always care for him and give him the love that they failed to give. You both figured that life would be fine together as long as you had each other... and maybe that was the push that finally brought you together.

Every single date and argument you had with him only pressed you closer and there was never a dull moment when the two of you were together. You were deeply and irrevocably in love with him and you knew down in your heart that he clearly felt the same way. Choi Yeonjun, although he wore you out whenever he asked for mint ice cream at 1am on a weekday, was the best boyfriend one could ever ask for. 

There was no doubt about it; who wouldn’t give up their entire life just to marry him? Maybe you would ask him or maybe he asked you but knowing him, he would definitely surprise you with the big news whenever you were ready. 

You opened the door after shopping by yourself for a few gifts for Yeonjun- after all, it was your four year anniversary. The front door creaked when you did so, and you winced at the sound which gave your presence away. Great, now the surprise was ruined... however, Yeonjun standing there with a grin on his face was more than good enough- perfect enough that you were left breathless in awe.

He was dressed up, adorned in a black suit that immediately reminded you of the time he first took you out on a date for a fancy dinner. It was perfect. A spotless black tie and everything, you knew he really did his best with the outfit so you would like it. His messy hair was the complete opposite of his tidied up suit, but you weren’t complaining. He still looked as dashing as ever and it made your heart stop in place when he shot you one of those sweet grins, filling up your entire chest with pure love.

You hastily dropped the gifts on the counter, frowning at the difference between the two of you. In a rush to get the presents after a long day of work, you were in your uniform- something that definitely didn’t suit your liking at all. Your anniversary celebration was supposed to be perfect, but here you were ruining it all with your tardiness and clothing. 

In response, Yeonjun’s eyes fell upon the many wrapped up gifts you had taken upon yourself to amaze him with, and you thought he was going to open them due to curiosity. Instead he just took your hand and pulled you to the living room where there was more space, his hand shuffling comfortably to wrap against your waist. 

“Let’s open them later, right now I just want to dance with the love of my life.”

The living room showed how much effort he put into the celebration. You admired the scenery, wondering how long it took for him to do it. With lit, rose scented candles, red petals of the same gorgeous flower sprinkled on the carpet, a soft instrumental of the song “Can’t Help Falling in Love” playing delicately through his speaker, you came to adore the boy in front of you so much more. His words said a lot about loving you already, but when you looked at his actions, it sized up to merely nothing.

“Jjunie, I look like a mess. Won’t you allow me to prepare first before we dance? You put all of this effort for me and I don’t even look good for it,” you muttered quietly, too quiet that you were sure he didn’t hear it. Oh but he did, and he was left feeling a bit somber about your confidence. In that moment he wished he was able to see how much he loved you regardless of your appearance. 

In doing so he pulled you closer, letting you lean comfortably on his shoulder as the two of you swayed gently back and forth. You melted into his embrace, holding him just as much as he did. The chuckle from his chest almost sounding mocking, and he in turn slowly shook his head for the answer. You sighed, knowing how stubborn he was about things like this but at least you gave a try.

Now Yeonjun was pulling you flush against his chest but still rocking you back and forth with him to the rhythm of the song. You hid your face into any part of him you were able to find, feeling embarrassed that he could still make you feel like a teenager in love. Every day was like this with him trying to make you turn into a burning tomato, but gosh did it still get all the heat explode in your face. 

His breath hitched against your ear, practically nipping on it delicately as if you were the most fragile thing on Earth. You shuddered when his voice conjured up a whisper.

“And what makes you think that? To me, you’re the most beautiful person ever and I wouldn’t think any less of it. You’re perfect to me- I’m in love with the prettiest baby there could ever be and I’m glad to call them mine.”

You bit your lip at his words, knowing fully well that it was genuine. 

“I know you tell me this every second with me, but how can I be so sure? Growing up with you was such a blessing and I’m happy as well to be able to receive it, but I’m sure you would fall for someone better.”

“Please, Y/N,” he muttered with sparkles in his eyes, “I only see you. I only want you. And I need only you in order to smile like I do every moment we’re together. I wouldn’t ever be able to get on with life without you, can’t you see? I’m nothing without you and you’re the only person who’s made me this happy.

“Everyday I’m more than grateful to be able to be with you and I know I don’t deserve such a beautiful person like you, inside and out. I still remember chasing you around the playground one Friday and pulling on your pigtails to the point where you cried. I never told you this but I swore to myself that I wouldn’t make someone I loved like you cry ever again like that. How silly was I to not know that the love of my life was in front of me at that moment?”

Saying this he leveled to the ground, bending down on one knee as you gasped in shock. What was he doing?

“I don’t ever want to lose you- I wouldn’t be able to afford it if I ever did. I just want to be with the one and only person who completes me. The one and only person who I can count on whenever I’m sick with the flu. The one and only person who takes me out to mint ice cream at 1am. The one and only person I could really call mine. The one and only person who I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

His hand shuffled in his pocket before pulling a tiny box out and he opened it, showing a tiny sparkling, ring with a resplendent diamond on the top. Not a ring pop, but a real one. You covered your mouth with your shaking hands, feeling a tear fall against your cheek. His eyes were glistening just like the first time you met him and your eyes were the same as his, tearing up because of his sincere words that were nothing less of the truth. 

“So to the person whom I love more than anyone I’ll ever be able to and my true first love... will you marry me?”

He waited for your answer but you just jumped up and pressed your lips against his, showing how much you needed him in a passionate kiss. 

“Y-yes,” you gasped with all your breath, “I’ll marry you, Yeonjun.”

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˚⁺‧. Soobin: ˚⁺‧.

Soobin was absolutely intolerable.

If teasing you in class in front of everyone even if it was something he viewed as lighthearted, calling you weird in front of a person that you really liked and proceeded to tell the embarrassing stories of when you were both in freshman year, and even picking you up- quite literally- when you were getting a bit too close with another person, then that was it. 

You were so tired of the tricks he was pulling, laughing when you talked back with a frustrated tone or pushing him on the chest whenever it got too much. No matter how many times you told him to screw off after a bad or good day alike, he wouldn’t listen. He must’ve been deaf or something, that’s for sure- because the amount of times you caught him staring at you was just exhausting. 

And you could imagine it- almost every day at school was like this, and you certainly had enough. When will he ever learn to leave you alone? Just a day, you prayed with all your soul throughout the years of high school. Just a day. Please...? However, a life without Soobin was too much of wishful thinking and you knew it entirely deep down. But jeez, was it enough for you to go one day of class without him bothering you incessantly?

As you slid your outfit on for prom, you thought of the first time you met him.

It was a lie to say he was the most grotesque, disgusting person you’d ever laid eyes on. It was totally a lie. So much of a lie that God wouldn’t allow you into heaven for saying something so wrong. 

Yes, you had to admit it: Choi Soobin, your one and only enemy was just the cutest. 

Well at first... you thought he was adorable. Puffy, mochi cheeks that reminded you much of like a bunny’s munching on soft bread at the table in front of yours, you swore you could say back then that he was the one you were waiting for all your life in your teenage mind that is. He always shot you a kind smile that only radiated warmth and maybe if you weren’t too shy to say something, then the two of you could’ve been great friends or possibly something more. But as always you stayed next to your friends, wanting hopelessly that he would be the first person to make the move. That saying by itself was too much though. If he wasn’t such a jerk, then you were sure you would’ve already fallen in love with him by now. 

Events like this piled on you every week and you found yourself staring at him every lunch as he did the same. The eye contact felt like electricity whenever it happened. You were entirely entranced by the boy before you, gazing wishfully that you two would actually get to know each other. You were dying to know what secrets lied under those doe eyes and fresh handsome face, not even able to eat your lunch from how concentrated you were of him. Plus he wasn’t intimidating in the sense many people think, it’s just that you were afraid he was going to judge you when you obviously liked him that much. Every now and then you would catch yourself staring at him during the classes you had with him, and that already said a lot. 

Now here comes the worst part. The absolute worst part that wrecked your very important first impression of yourself to him. 

The story goes like this. You weren’t watching your step after finishing your lunch tray, thoughtlessly bringing it towards the garbage can right across the corner. And with that you weren’t looking who was in front of you, trying to throw his trash away in the opposite trash can on the other side of the room. Unfortunately, with him coming right at you and with you looking towards the ceiling at the ball somehow lodged under the pipes, you crashed into him food and all flying everywhere... and at the boy you tried so hard to talk to. 

Okay, so maybe you deserved all of this torment.

Soobin’s cheeks were so red when the tray made a clamorous sound of a clunk and all of the people in the room slowly realizing, started to laugh at the scene in the middle of the room. The glare he sent you gave you shivers down your back as you kept profusely apologizing, trying to wipe away the food on his uniform shirt to no avail. It was like hell to you, and you had never felt so embarrassed in front of a boy your whole entire life.

Soobin just furrowed his eyebrows at your shaky apologies, bending down to hand you your tray. Like a fool, your heart was pounding in your chest when he pushed the tray into your arms as you murmured yet another sorry. The napkins were useless. Obviously he wasn’t able to take it but out of all the chaos, you could hear him whisper something of “meet me in front of the school gate after school” into your ears. 

And you being the worst person you were after spilling rice all over him just had to do it out of guiltiness. For sure you didn’t know what you were getting into as soon as he opened his mouth, giving you a list of chores just for the fun of it. Getting a can of coke for him at the very top school floor because the vending machine there was somehow better than the other ones, buying him a new shirt even when he was just kidding about it, letting him do your hair for a day to go to school in was all you needed to do on the list, but the torment kept coming. He never let you live it down and at this point you were 

What you weren’t expecting however, was for Soobin to be right there at the dance floor, searching around for someone who wasn’t there. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw him in his raven suit, looking as handsome as ever with his entrancing smirk and grinning eyes. You hushed it down, beating your chest down with a hand when you abruptly heard a familiar voice tug at your ears.

“Ah, Y/N! Thank gosh you look terrible today. I guess I have no choice to be your date today, 

Who else could it be?

“Oh, it’s you,” you deadpanned, rolling your eyes when that endearing chuckle rolled by. What were you expecting? It wasn’t as if he was going to stop making fun of you just because this was supposed to be one of the memorable nights in your entire life. You begged to differ though. Awkward and stiff, you hoped that you didn’t stick out like a sore toe in all this fun. Many other students looked like they were having the time of their life, but they were a bit... sweaty and stinky? Mostly the boys but you weren’t paying much attention when Soobin was right in front of you. 

“And me- being your date?!” You asked incredulously, looking as if he had committed a crime. “Why me when you literally have the attention of people all over the whole school?”

When you said this his cheeks turned red before he swatted the tint away. Looks like you had an effect on him. You were sure you hit a nerve because he was stuttering now, unable to look in your eyes as if avoiding them would do the trick. You wondered what he was thinking of before his eyes flashed with an unreadable mischievousness. 

“Hey, don’t you think we should dance? This opportunity comes only once in our life. And you don’t know what may happen,” he suggested, tugging gently on your hand. You hadn’t even realized he grabbed it but just the feeling of it made your ears turn hot. Anymore of this and you would faint by the end of the night.

In no time, Soobin led you to the dance floor where everyone else was dancing. The music changed little by little and it was finally the time that every couple was waiting for. Grant that you weren’t a couple, but maybe one time you’ll let it slide. He must’ve planned this- to ask you by now; the smirk said everything. You rolled your eyes and just admired the several colors of light reflecting off the disco ball, letting an ardent smile engrave your face. That is, until he spoke up,

“Oh wow, I can’t believe you said yes. I thought you’d slap me because I asked,” he teased, bringing you along the rhythm of his feet.

You scoffed at him, glaring down at the floor and at his polished shoes.

“Well, I should’ve. But I’m not that mean of a person and I wouldn’t want to embarrass you again.”

His hand slowly slid down to your waist almost as if he was teasing you while you just rocked awkwardly, feeling the breath in your lungs deplete little by little from how suddenly gentle he was. You were so caught off guard, almost paralyzed in your spot from how casual he did this, like he had done it every single day of his life.

“Listen, I know you hate me and all, but don’t be so stiff. You know I won’t hurt you,” he whispered gently, taking you into his arms. Your heart clenched at the forbidden feeling called ‘oh my gosh you’re turning into the naive freshman who didn’t at first know Soobin’s colors,’ but your burning throat didn’t allow yourself to say anything. He’d just make fun of you if you opened your mouth to say something.

Instead you swayed along with him, listening to the sweet music the person in charge put on. The voice sounded familiar, sweet and melodic, drifting through the room of many people who stopped to look at the person responsible. You, however, was completely blind to this, only focusing on the fact that you were dancing with your sworn enemy. 

Soobin’s hands danced to your waist and you shuddered, biting your lips when he suddenly spoke up.

“Isn’t it a nice song?”

Was he kidding? The more you listened to it, the more you fell in love with it. It sounded soft, so sincere that you were left wanting more. But you couldn’t put your finger on who was singing, although it sounded so damn familiar. 

You just nodded, looking at his chest more so than his face. You were too shy to look at him straight in the eyes, those eyes that seemed to smolder you every time you made eye contact with him. It reminded of you before the time you spilled that cursed rice on him, but you didn’t want to think about those memories anymore. It’d only remind you of how perfect everything could’ve turned out and that you wouldn’t have to deal with a boy like him.

Somehow Soobin pulled you even closer, letting his hand linger on your cheek where it stayed. He treated you with the utmost carefulness, cupping your cheek softly like you were the most fragile thing. You melted into it instantly, admiring his warmness and how he could act this way so as to not ruin your night.

“Believe it or not, I wrote this song for you... I asked the DJ to put it on today. It’s funny to me that you can’t even hear your own name in the song. I thought my own voice would sound familiar to you, you silly goose,” he choked out, letting a smile adorn his face when the realization caught onto you. 

Wait... 

That voice...

Was Soobin?!

And he wrote it for you?!

You instantly connected the dots together, looking at him straight in the eyes now. He was kidding. He had to be. But this...? You weren’t able to comprehend that it was written for you due to the fact you thought he hated you. He hated you, right? With everything he was doing, it was so obvious! You ruined his image in the beginning of the year and if you were put into his shoes, you would’ve hated yourself too. But... but why did the song have to be so loving with cheesy lyrics and the most important to mention, your name! 

All this tugging and pulling on your heart- you couldn’t take it! You couldn’t take the signals he kept sending you and then pushing away like you were nothing!

You stopped immediately, making him pause as well.

“Why are you acting like this? Do you genuinely enjoy seeing me frustrated like this? If you do, then it’s not funny. You’re just the worst,” You cried desperately, tearing up as the taste of frustration lingered on your tongue. Explaining yourself when you were mad at him was the worst-- especially when you couldn’t help sobbing along at how upset you were when he said unbelievable, sweet words.

You were about to start on your feet, away from Soobin- away from someone you tried so damn hard to hate after everything he’d done to you, pushing yourself away from his embrace when he grabbed your arm.

Looking at him you could see how genuine he was under those sparkling, doe eyes gazing at you intently with a somber frown. It had seemed like he acknowledged that fact already, but it only made matters worse. 

“Y/N, I just... look, it’s so hard for me to say but I... I really, really like you, alright? I’m so in love with you and everything you do for the time I get to see you whether that be in class or at lunch. The way you look, the way you act, the way you carry yourself when things get hard... gosh, don’t you know what you’ve done to my heart? Why did you have to steal it so quickly when we made eye contact for the first time?”

He started leaning in now, but you were standing too still at the confession. It was stupid, but the tears in your eyes were preventing you from saying anything. He must’ve been kidding- he had to be! He had to be lying... he just had to, right? But the heartfelt words being spilled from his lips proved that he was more in love with you than anyone else and he was showing it right now. 

And at the most vital moment- just before touching your lips with his- he stopped. Robbed you of whatever was going to happen. Took away what freshman and present you wanted most. He was just close enough that you could feel his breath fan across your lips, almost mocking you of how close you were going to get him. 

“Is this okay?” He breathed impatiently, almost glazing his lips against yours to the point where you were considering making the move yourself. 

“Yes, yes it is, stupid. And gosh you have to know how whipped I am for you too,” you shakily blurted out, letting him know how much you really liked him as well. Your hands almost covered your big fat mouth from saying much more, but what was done was unfortunately done. 

That was it. He knew it now. The whole truth you were dying to let him know. You finally said it and the prolonged silence between the two of you made you want to take back your words, but the way Soobin reacted the moment you said that-

it was enough for him to crash his lips against yours. 

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˚⁺‧. Beomgyu: ˚⁺‧.

“My dearest Y/N, what are you doing out here? Please come back with me to the castle; it isn’t safe to be here, you know that.”

Wait... when did he show up here?

And d-dearest? You had to be hearing things! 

Immediately you stopped hiding your sullen face in your gloved hands, slowly looking up to see the boy you were thinking of the entire time. In all of his dashing presence, you couldn’t help but notice there was a deep frown on his face. It was almost as if he was disappointed in you leaving, and the remorseful tone in his words made it crystal clear. But it didn’t make any sense at all... how could he be in the secret garden you always came to whenever things got rough? He wouldn’t have known anything about it, not unless he followed you here. 

You instantly got up from where you were sitting on the white angel bench, struggling to speak loudly enough for him to hear.

“P-Prince Beomgyu...? Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be there trying to find someone good enough for your betrothed? I thought you didn’t see me... leave...”

Ardently the prince suddenly smiled when you said this, shaking his head in amusement while you scrambled to find words that would fill the empty, comfortable atmosphere. He seemed to be teasing you with his adorable grin, eyes filling with luminous sparkles as the eye contact he kept making with you wouldn’t come to an end. It reminded you of the stars you always wanted to see from up close, the beautiful ones you had studied a few months before with the old books the queen had received years ago when she too was a princess. Yet, you hated how nervous he obviously made you and eventually looked away from his enamoured gaze that held nothing but love.

“I was looking for you, and I guess I looked right. Mind telling me why you’re here now, prince/ss?”

His soft voice warmed your ears all the more, its velvet low timbre echoing through the moonlight as he took a few steps towards you. He reached out his hand easily, waiting for you to take it but you just weren’t able to, not with what happened back there. The look on your face must’ve been priceless when you sensed he was coming closer and you instinctively took a few steps back, unfortunately tripping onto one of the rose bush vines and falling backwards.

Preparing to fall to your ultimate demise, you shut your eyes tightly- not caring if you died right then and there. It wouldn’t matter much anyway, right? What a pretty way to die, right there in front of whom you wanted to call your beloved. 

“Hey, be careful!”

In a split second, you felt someone’s arms wrap around your torso, their hands holding tightly around your waist so you wouldn’t fall. It felt way too familiar to you and you opened your eyes, gasping once you saw who saved you. 

Filling your ears again was the warm, tender voice of Prince Beomgyu who stared right down at you with concern in his expression. You looked up to him with wide eyes, wondering when he was going to level you to the ground as expected. However, it seemed like he wasn’t going to do just that yet; you could see the mischievousness in the smug smirk he was wearing. Then to keep you secure, he brought you closer towards him but didn’t dare to let go of his comfortable position over your waist. 

“You just proved my point,” he murmured, “Why did you come out here when you know it isn’t safe here in the first place, dear?”

The moonlight glistened across his face, showing radiantly his beauty as the heart caged in your chest performed several flips. It was always like this whenever you saw him... wherever, really, at the balls or whenever his family made a trip to Amaryllis Kingdom. Before shuffling away from him on your own accord your eyes flickered to his lips, exhausted to see how much you were entranced by him.

“Why did I come out here? And you’re calling me, your dear?! With all due respect, will you stop acting like you do not know?” 

You scoffed tiredly at his words, dusting yourself off as you pushed him away from you. The pent up frustration was clear in your voice and you almost felt guilty for him, if not for what he did back there. What was he expecting to say when you were angry solely at his actions? An okay? An agreement to go to the castle again when he was more interested in what your best friend had to say?

He shot an incredulous look at you, furrowing his eyebrows until they knit sourly together. “What are you saying? I’m flabbergasted here! Tell me what’s been going on so I can make it better!”

You shook your head back and forth rapidly, pursing your lips as he inched towards you through little steps.

“If you wanted to make it better, then you shouldn’t have avoided me like I was the plague! It’s been such a long time seeing you after the last ball, and I- I miss you terribly... I just don’t understand why you had to leave me to seek out my friend.” Your voice became as quiet as a mouse squeaking when you neared towards the end of your words, holding back at yelling at him when it really wasn’t his fault for finding someone better for his betrothed anyway. It didn’t mean it hurt any less still, knowing that you were so close to the chance of loving someone so sweet and caring like him. 

Beomgyu reached out to you tenderly and this time you took it silently without complaint, watching as he pressed a few kisses on the top of your hand. How could someone cause you to feel so many things in a minute, making your anger vanish the second he let those words fly out of his lips? 

“That wasn’t what I meant to do, prince/ss...”

In a crumbling motion, the rest of your resentment dissipated and dripped into the puddle right beside you. It slowly became into a sadness that even his smile wouldn’t be able to heal, showing you how you should’ve never messed with the entanglements and matters of love. It only indicated how much you were doomed to accept the fact that he would never be yours. 

“Enlighten me, please,” you begged now, ignoring how his blossom lips trembled upon hearing your despondent request. 

Instead he just took your hand into one of his, squeezing tightly so that you would listen. His lace sleeve brushed up against your arm as he went to cup your cheek, making you shudder along with the breeze that flew by the two of you. The warmness of his hand made you lean against it, sighing in relief at how long the desire to at least touch him was finally satisfied. 

“That never was my intention, Y/N. I apologize for making you feel like that, I truly am a fool not to notice. I was talking to your friend to know the things you wanted in an ideal prince. I thought I wouldn’t ever be good enough for you so that took way longer than expected... And I guess I’ve missed you for so long too that I was a bit nervous to face you, but I know that isn’t an excuse either. I’m so sorry for my actions tonight. I’ll make it up to you once we get back to the ballroom.” His thumb rubbed softly against your cheekbone as the desperation in his eyes caught onto you, letting you know how much sincerity there was in both his words and lips.

And yet, you couldn’t help but smile. He was always so caring like this, despite making everything out of humor, and maybe that’s why you fell in love with him.

“You should’ve asked me first, Gyu.” He cringed at the way you seemingly forget to mention his title before you continued again. “You know that you’re more than good enough for me. You’re simply... perfect.” You let the word fall off your lip and the prince again shot you another charming grin that had your heart pitter-pattering in your chest. 

“I know that now,” he teased, pulling you closer to his arms in an embrace. You wallowed in it for a few seconds, hugging him back as well. He laughed at this, letting his chin drop comfortably on the top of your head.

“Now come on, didn’t I say I was going to make it up to you? Let’s head back to the castle now, my love.” He started to lead you out of your secret garden and into the royal pathway, much to your despise. 

You weren’t sure what happened... It seemed like the happiness you just experienced crashed on your shoulders in waves, and you screamed unfortunately right in his ear.

“No!”

You dug your heels into the dirt, forbidding him to go any farther than what he was hoping. He quickly turned back to you after wincing from the abrupt pain, checking up on you worriedly after your outburst. 

“I don’t want to go back there,” you whispered, looking into his eyes this time. It felt like electricity to you- to know that he was right there listening to you, listening to your worries in order to let you know that he cared.

“Why?” He let his hand trail down to tuck a fallen hair strand behind your ear, and you felt all the more guilty for bothering him like this. It was enough for yelling at him needlessly earlier when it wasn’t what he meant to do, but now this? You caught sight of the mud on your ankles, knowing that the king and queen wouldn’t be too happy about it.

“Because... I hate it there. I know we’re royalty- you’re a prince and I’m a prince/ss, but I don’t want any other people looking at you. They don’t know who you’re going to choose as your betrothed yet- it just makes me anticipate whoever you’re going to pick!”

The expression on Prince Beomgyu’s face was absolutely endearing as he ruffled the top of your head, finding entertainment at your embarrassment. You cringed at how your crown almost fell off, trying to slide it back on as Beomgyu did it for you. 

“You’re so cute,” he chuckled, making all the heat in your face become prominent. This effect he had on you was always surprising, and you were sure he knew that from the confession you just made. You internally groaned at yourself. Why should you be shocked when he never misses the chance to say stuff like this?

“Then... how about we slow dance here instead? After all, I’m sure you can hear the blasting music from here,” he suggested, lifting a curious eyebrow for your response. 

True to his words, you could hear most of the strings from the castle below to your secret garden. You weren’t that far from the castle and both of you wanted to give it a chance, so why hold back now? You let him take not only your hand into the melody of “Clair de Lune,” but also your heart. 

He just smiled nervously at you, allowing you to wrap your arms behind his neck. A rush of nostalgia passed through you, reminding you of the time when you first danced together last year at the ballroom. All too familiar, his hands slid towards your waist and you giggled at the tickling sensation, wallowing at how close he was- enough to press a kiss to his button nose. It was easy to follow his swaying movements back and forth, but you were cautious this time not to trip into the thorny rose bushes. 

Beomgyu carefully twirled you beside him, admiring the way your attire followed you along as well.

“Wait, you do know one thing, right?”

You tilted to your head to the side. What he was taking about- you weren’t sure at all. But you let him continue, feeling his arms bring you closer to his chest.

“You do know that... I love you. So much and entirely so. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Prince/ss Y/N. I want to treat you well and make that beautiful smile of yours become a main part of our life together. I want to have children of our own with you and watch them grow up into princes and princesses or whatever they choose to be themselves. I want to love you for the rest of our life and announce you mine.”

He stopped dancing this time, leaning towards you with hooded eyes. You allow him to, choosing to shut your eyes as well. 

“Now tell me,” he whispered, laying a chaste soft kiss to your lips breathlessly, “will you be my queen when the time comes?”

You only nodded back, melting into the kiss as you took him into an affectionate embrace. 

“Yes, of course, my prince.”

Finally... at last, you found your Prince Charming.

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˚⁺‧. Taehyun: ˚⁺‧.

Needless to say, you were in love with Kang Taehyun. 

You were so in love with the way he made extra time for you in his schedule even if he was busy studying. You were so in love with how he would pick you up despite your protests because apparently he felt unsafe when you weren’t with him. You were so in love with the way he took care of you whenever things got rough and comforted you through the little things like mood swings and disappointment when the waitress forgot to bring out your favorite cake. You were so in love with how he never rushed you into the relationship, promising to wait for you until you were ready. You were so in love with how caring he was towards you; every single day you spent with him made you feel as if you were on top of the world. 

Even curled up in his arms now, you could feel the love you had for him swell in your chest as you looked at the mesmerizing him. He was holding you so gently, so sweetly, letting sweet words fall from his lips in order to make you smile. It obviously worked because you were nothing more than a giggling mess, watching him like a fool to get you to smile. Honestly, he wasn’t that much for public affection, but when it was the only two of you... you were allowed to say that he was clingy and wanted to hold on tight so that you’d never leave. 

The white blanket from beneath you fluttered a little in the breeze and you shivered from how chilly it was. You should’ve brought a coat earlier like Taehyun had said, but it was the summer so it couldn’t have been that cold! You wrapped yourself in your arms, trying to get up if not for the deathly hug of Taehyun. Instead it only encouraged him to hold tighter onto you all the more, squeezing your arms tight in his embrace.

“I told you to wear at least something warmer, Y/N. Now you’re clearly shivering and I don’t want to give up my coat just for you,” he teased and that caused you to hit him playfully on the arm. 

“I didn’t ask for a coat! I love the weather when it’s like this... especially when I’m with you,” you shut your eyes and stuck your tongue at him. The boy just pretended to gag and that made you laugh at his silly reaction.

The birds chirping from up above caught your attention, and you noticed how freely they seemed to be flapping their wings. As corny as it is, maybe one day you’d feel like flying with Taehyun. You weren’t sure how you were going to do it, but you want to make him the happiest he’s ever been in his whole entire life. Hmm... a nice moment of quiet would be good enough for you to think of a solution to that problem. 

Although the silence was nice after that moment, you wanted to do something fun. It’s true that you were already happy since you had the day to spend with him, but this could be the cherry on top before you had to go home. Earlier you went shopping for what he liked and paid for it while he wasn’t looking, despite all of his complaints and tired that definitely hurt your ears. Then the two of you went for ice cream and you teased him about mint flavor before deciding to get the cone. It gave you an idea to have a picnic date with him, minus the food since you already ate lunch together. But it was more than perfect to be with him, really! 

“Taehyun,” you whined, “I’m bored! Don’t you think we should do anything better for your birthday? 

“But it’s pretty,” he pouted, “I thought you liked doing weird stuff like this, you weirdo.”

Rolling your eyes, you picked at the blanket beneath you, kneading it between your fingers as you thought of what to do. “I do, but there has to be a much nicer thing to make your smile wider, you weirdo.”

He let out a huff of amusement, nodding his head along to your idea. “Then what do you think will do that?”

You snickered at his mocking words, swatting his arm away from you so you could get up. He let a grunt of refusal as he let go before you took his hand into yours. He got up soon after with a pearly smile you wouldn’t ever be able to erase from mind. Something like that every day would certainly boost your serotonin if you had to look at it 24/7.

“Hmm... how about we dance?” You shyly suggested, watching his face morph into a sincere smile. It was cheesy, you knew that, but you were hoping Taehyun would at least say yes considering it was his birthday and you wanted him to have fun instead of just looking out into the blue horizon. Not that you were complaining about that though.

“Dance?” He couldn’t help but laugh teasingly at your request, like you had spoken in a language he couldn’t understand. “I know you’re cheesy and all, but dance?! That’s way too-” he gasped when you took him by the hand and started to tug him into a round of slow dancing.

Thankfully you had already set on some light music going on earlier when you had arrived, and it played loud enough so only the two of you could hear it. The one that you heard currently- was it “Sakura Kiss” but the strings version? You recognized it as you watched Taehyun pretend to cringe when you wrapped your arms around him. 

“You’re really weird, I have no clue why I even agreed to do this in the first place.” He stepped towards the back and you were careful not to step on his feet accidentally. Although, that would be pretty funny- not that you’re admitting it!

You just giggled at his words, and he slid his hands to your waist. It felt like sparks to you, pure electricity coursing through your veins the moment he pulled you closer to him. Actually, he was debating whether or not he should start to tickle you, but it would just ruin the moment. Little did you know that he actually wanted to go along with it, guiding you through the music so that you wouldn’t be too stiff when dancing with him.

“But you’re in love with this weirdo, huh?” He wouldn’t answer this one, you were sure. He’d say something about how corny it was and how you could’ve said anything else but that. 

Instead he let one hand come away from your waist before slipping into one of yours.

“Yes, I absolutely am.”

Not only was Taehyun’s wish of being happy on that day came true, but he also got to experience really flying with you even when it wasn’t possible. 

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˚⁺‧. Kai: ˚⁺‧.

“What are you up to on a late night?”

Well, that’s what you were going to ask your best friend Kai until he so rudely crashed into your house at 1am through the kitchen window despite all of your whines not to do that since he could hurt himself and even worse- break the window itself. You shouldn’t have been surprised at this point when he peeked his head through the door of your room, but how could you not be when there wasn’t any racket downstairs as a sign he was making his grand appearance? And don’t get started on how the door just randomly creaked loudly, giving you a major heart attack that a thief entered your house! 

All of your grumbling and rambling about how he should just go home and rest in his very comfy bed that you somehow accidentally slept in before wasn’t enough for him to leave and he decided to join you in your journey of rewatching Cinderella. You were pleased to have a partner who could make you laugh along the whole experience, but you weren’t sure what he was doing up so late. As it was mentioned above the time just reached 1am and once you were done with this movie, it’d probably be closer to three. Not to mention that it wasn’t safe to come out of his house during the night even if he lived a few houses away.

“Kai, what are you doing here?! Don’t you know how unsafe it is to just randomly pop in to my house at what gosh knows in the morning?” You threw one of the pillows you were laying on towards him, purposely knowing that it was his favorite whenever he came by. Obviously you weren’t going to say you cuddled it to sleep when you missed the boy who didn’t get the chances to visit you, and hopefully he wouldn’t notice how worn down it already was after a few months of use.

Kai just jumped into bed beside you, reaching out a hand to ruffle your hair. 

“Ooh, looks like someone is worried for me~ don’t worry, I brought my favorite plushy to protect me just in case,” he winked at you but you ignored it, focusing on getting the movie on the TV screen instead.

“At least tell me a good reason. I might forgive you this once but it doesn’t mean I condone your actions.” Every time you said this, you forgave him when you really shouldn’t have. It only encouraged him to come all the more, and you knew that through and through. But still! He should really know how worried you get whenever he spontaneously plans his visits to see you! 

Kai just sighed, and you could imagine the disappointed pout on his face. Stealing another glance at him, you weren’t shocked to find out he was doing the exact same thing like you expected. After all, you knew Kai for a really long time not to notice these adorable little habits about him.

“I’m just bored. And Tobin really wanted to see you this time!” He proudly showed the bunny plushy in front of you, and it made you smile a little bit before quickly wiping the effect off. 

“Okay, fine,” you groaned, beckoning him to come cuddle up against you like he always did, “you can stay as long as you like but next time if you aren’t careful, I’m saying no.”

He gladly took the offer, clearly staying in agreement to your words as he snuggled beside you to wait for the movie to finally initiate.

“Ah, thank you, Y/N! I knew I could count on you to be up this late!”

Not even ten minutes passed by since he supposedly broke in like you called it, and heavy rain started to crash down onto the roof. It was nice for moods like this and the white noise of raindrops always managed to calm you down as well, but you were worried for when Kai wanted to go home. How would he get to his house without being soaked? It’d definitely create a wet mess. Well that is... unless he wanted to- no, you shouldn’t get ideas like this, assuming he’s uncomfortable with it! 

But there really was no loss in trying, right? You braced yourself for the hard rejection you knew that was coming. 

“You know,” you bashfully offered, throwing him another fluffy pillow from across the bed so he could get more cozy, “you don’t have to walk out in the rain like that once the movie is done. It’s raining cats and dogs out there. You can always just stay... with me.” You absolutely hated how your voice shriveled up to the end, showing how embarrassed you were to even ask him in the first place. 

He caught it easily, holding it tight to his chest soon after. “You’re acting like I wasn’t going to do that. Why not spend a night with my favorite person in the whole world? Let’s have a sleepover, Y/N~!”

Didn’t he know what he was doing?! And oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, you couldn’t believe it- he actually said yes! But of course, with a few pitter-patter comments here and there. 

What were you thinking? You felt all the hot blood rush to your face and you hid it with another pillow close by. Hoping he would’t hear anything, you just muttered how embarrassed you were to yourself but boy oh boy, he caught it all and grinned in endearment at how cute you were. You wouldn’t be able to see that smile on his face anyway, unfortunately not with the pillow you hid yourself with. 

...

You had been so tangled in the story that you didn’t realize Kai was more focused on you compared to the movie. He would look up to the screen sometimes, however he couldn’t help but look back at you more than the film for some reason. It didn’t mean you didn’t check up on him from time to time to make sure he was feeling completely comfortable. You knew fully well that he was staring at you but you decided to ignore it. At first you thought he was just spacing out, but it was way too coincidental to be true. 

The scene finally got to the part where Cinderella was dancing with Prince Charming, glass slippers and all. As a kid you were always fond of this moment because one day you wanted someone in your life like that. Whoever it may be, as long as they love you for who you really are then you’d be happy to call them your significant other. And yet, every single time you would always be faced with Kai in your mind whenever you dreamed of this. 

“What are you staring at me for?”

“Oh, nothing,” he taunted with a mocking voice before taking your hand into his. Then without a warning, he tugged you up from beside him, pulling you in front of the screen. You laughed at how sudden it was, and cautioned at him a little bit. 

“Kai! Gosh, at least give me a warning before you pull me up,” you whisper-shouted, being careful enough not to create too much noise. Luckily the rain was able to replace the sound of both of you getting up from the creaky bed, serving as another distraction for your parents not to know your best friend was in the room.

As you watched him in confusion, he made no sound grabbing your hands so they’d wrap just below his neck. You asked him what he was doing quietly a few times when he simply shut you down like that, his hands naturally trailing down to your waist as if he was planning something.

When he was done with the finishing dances of preparing the both of you, he noticed you were distracted in Cinderella and the prince dancing and leaned your attention towards him again by grasping your cheek in his right hand. 

“Come on,” he shot you another charming grin that sent your heart into a mayhem, “let’s slow dance.”

You gulped instinctively, nodding your head slowly. 

“O-oh, sure...”

You couldn’t allow yourself to say no. How could you say no when your heart was screaming yes and with him so close to you than he’d ever been? You weren’t the best at slow dancing when you had to cooperate with a partner, but he made it quite easy for you. Although, it wasn’t a big surprise when he could do anything he put his mind to. Kai was simply an excellent musician- he got the hang of the beat so you just followed his lead, letting him sway gently to the sweet song. 

The moment was magnificently magical, enough so that you wanted it to last forever. Eye contact was a bit much for you- especially when you were starting to have forbidden feelings for a friend who most likely doesn’t reciprocate the same ones- but somehow, you found the strength to keep looking at him without quivering up into a nervous ball. As the song played, you memorized every detail of his face as you could, counting his eyelashes to sketching how perfect his nose was in your mind. You were so lucky to have him in your life... you really couldn’t imagine a day without knowing he was there for you.

The rest of the song finished, but you knew he didn’t want to let go just yet. No other words were spoken but with his eyes that followed yours, you were able to tell how much you meant to him. More than a friend or just a friend? You weren’t sure at all, but you knew one thing. With the way he gazed at you- and perhaps you were deluding yourself when you thought this- it was clear to see that his stare was fill of enamor and love towards you and you only. He could’ve been watching the rain fall from outside and race against the windows, yet it seemed like he never wanted to look away either.

Your heart swelled in joy with this, but... at the same time...

When were you ever going to tell him these growing feelings? When were you going to let him know before you inevitably fell in love even deeper? How were you going to do it with all these insecurities of whether he likes you back or not weighing down? There were too many questions for you to really take. In all of this thinking while beside him- you couldn’t be for sure, however you weren’t going to rush yourself because there was still an eternity to spend with him right by your side like he promised. 

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Posted: 4/8/21- 2:15am 

(OKAY SO LIKE IK I WROTE 9k WORDS FOR THIS SO?? IM SO SORRY IF YOU GOT BORED 😭😭 I ACCIDENTALLY USED ALL THE BIG BRAIN WRITING FOR THIS REQUEST OMG 🧍🧍 also peep me posting this at 2am when i said i was supposed to sleep at 11pm)

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[tangerinewrites]

DAY 6: YEONJUN!

11/6/2020

wc: 1729

note: this was written in a rush im sorry FJWIJIO he deserves better 

Choi Yeonjun is not sure if he is truly happy yet.

Despite the fact that he was finally got to be with San, there was also the fact that his life still didn’t feel as good as he wished it would be. Even if one of the many things that lead to his slump has gotten better for him, he still felt as if he wasn’t fully satisfied with how life was going for him. Even if he does feel a little bit happier than he usually does, there’s still the fact that he’s living under a roof with people who didn’t really love him like he wanted to. Not only that, but he was also stuck in a program that he didn’t like at all. And with the fact that he was living a life he didn’t want to live, he still felt unmotivated with his life overall.

He skips classes often due to the fact that he lacks the motivation to go. Whenever his family was home and were preparing to do something that would make him feel at least a little irritated, he’d give an excuse just so that he can leave the house and not have to deal with them. The only thing getting him through life right now was the fact that he had the support of his boyfriend and he was slowly posting more and more content onto YouTube and TikTok. Even the little song covers he posts on both apps get some attention and compliments on them, making him only want to post more and more.

He’s over San’s apartment one night where he’s scrolling through the notifications on his phone. The TV was on, playing some random sitcom, as he and his boyfriend cuddled on the other’s couch. There was not much space on the small couch to begin with, but Yeonjun didn’t mind that at all. The closer he is to his boyfriend, the better.

“Jjuni~ what are you doing~?” San whines loudly, trying to get Yeonjun’s attention.

With a small smile on his face, Yeonjun looks over at him. “I’m going through TikTok, silly,” he responds before he hits the other’s nose lightly with his phone. “You do it all the time! Don’t act like you don’t.”

The boy whines again and it makes Yeonjun laugh. “You’re mean~” he whines back. Yeonjun rolls his eyes before he puts his phone away. “I just want your attention! Pay attention to me.”

“You could be paying attention to the show!” Yeonjun interjects before putting on a pout of his own. “Come on~ don’t leave the poor TV hanging!”

San huffs. “You’re impossible.”

Yeonjun laughs at his boyfriend before he leans in to give him a peck. As soon as he pulls away, he suddenly says something that changes the overall mood of their hangout. “Can I ask you something?”

“Mm?”

Yeonjun sighs as he tries to think over how he was going to phrase his question. “You know how I’m majoring in business in SNU? Instead of doing something music-related at K-Arts?”

San sighs dramatically. “Unfortunately.”

“And you know how I’m living with my parents? … even though I think I’ve been at your place more often than I have been with them?”

That automatically turns the other’s frown into a smile. “Yes,” he says with a giggle.

Yeonjun pauses before he continues, feeling hesitance with what he should say next. “How… would you feel… if I decided to transfer and move in with you?”

San blinks, his facial expression showing from sleepiness to being more alarmed. “Huh?!”

“It’s just-” Yeonjun knows his boyfriend well enough to know that he was not panicked by his answer, but he still tries to hurriedly explain his reasoning. “I’ve been so miserable. With how my life is going now, it’s really hard to find something to get into. I feel like the only thing that’s keeping me going is talking to you and also wanting to post more content on the internet and stuff… and the delicious food in Korea, too. I can’t really forget about that reasoning.”

San snorts at that part of his explanation. It’s deserved. Yeonjun sounded kind of stupid when he said that.

“I don’t know. I just want a new pace of life,” he continues to explain. “I miss feeling… motivated by something. I miss being excited for what’s in store. And I feel like I could be able to be happy and free from this cloud over my head, but only if I change some things about my life first.”

After a few seconds of taking all of what he said in, San decides to say something. “Well, you know that I always I want you to be happy,” he says as he looks up at Yeonjun and even if he’s used to the fact that they are dating, he feels as if he’d never be able to get over the butterflies in his stomach whenever the boy looks at him. “Not only because of the fact that I’m your boyfriend, but also because I care a lot about you. And I know you’ve been struggling to live with your parents since high school. And I know that your true passion is in making music, not worrying about statistics or… math.”

Yeonjun snorts. He really couldn’t get over the fact that his boyfriend was so damn adorable. “What are you getting at, babe?”

“What I want to really say is… are you absolutely sure you want to move in with me and transfer to K-Arts?” he asks. “Transferring from a business major to a composition major is not easy, babe. Especially with the fact that you’ve already been in this school for a while.”

The boy sighs. “Yeah, I’ve thought a lot about that,” he responds. “Actually, that was one of the things that made me really think hard about wanting to go through with this decision or not. But…” he motions at San to sit up straight and thankfully, his boyfriend understands. He follows suit so that he can be able to focus on the other as he says his words. “Whenever I come here, I always feel more comfortable. And I want to be able to wake up and not dread going to school every day like you. So… I’m sure that I want to do this. I just wanted to know what you think.”

San smiles brightly at him. “I was already thinking that you should go ahead with it, anyways.”

The boy laughs. “Why? Is it because you want me to live with you so bad?”

“And what if it is?” San giggles before Yeonjun pulls him into a short, but sweet kiss. “Yeonjun, I love you. You know that whatever makes you happy is what I think is the best choice. Just know that I’m always here to help you… ‘de-stress’.”

“I already know that, baby,” he smiles before he pushes the other down on his couch again before showering him in a bunch of kisses while his boyfriend gigges underneath him.

“I want to move out.”

it comes out suddenly during the middle of dinner at his parents’ house. He was already showing the fact that he wasn’t really wanting to eat at the table, but his parents dismissed that anyways. However, after that sudden announcement that came in the middle of nowhere a few minutes into it, the both of them stae up at him in shock.

“Yeonjun? What do you mean?” his mother asks suddenly, giving a concerned look at her son.

“I’ve been thinking about it for the last few months, and I think now is the time where I do it,” he responds. “I also want to transfer. I have a place in mind to move and it’s not too far from the school I want to go to.”

“Don’t tell me it’s that stupid art school you always talked about,” his father says, putting his bowl of dinner to the side. When Yeonjun remains silent in response, his father looks at him with a serious expression. “You can’t be serious.”

“Why would you want to go to that school?” his mother asks him. “Schools like that aren’t going to get you anywhere. Getting a music degree will lead you nowhere!”

“Mom, dad, look around! There’s endless examples in Seoul where a music degree can get me somewhere!” He tries not to raise his voice at the table in hopes of not upsetting his parents. “You need to stop being so close minded! The world isn’t what it was like before.”

“If it isn’t what it was like before, then why is your brother doing better as a doctor than any of those broke musicians you want to be like?” his father inquires, a roughness to his voice that never fails to intimidate his son. But just the fact that he is once again compared to his brother in this conversation is enough to fire him up.

“Why do you keep on bringing Seojun up?!” he asks, tears filling his eyes as he recounts every occurrence in which his parents have shown their blatant favoritism over their oldest. “When I told you about this in the past, you brought him up. You told me about how he was doing well with his career because of the fact that he went to school with a real job. You always think about him, even when it’s not time to! Why is it always about him even when it should be about me, huh?!”

“Yeonjun, calm down!” his mother orders. “Do not raise your voice-”

“He wasn’t always perfect! He was a horrible brother when he was around. All he ever did was pick on me, but you never paid attention to that. Because it was always about him, right?” Yeonjun takes a deep breath, feeling his tears streaming down his cheek as his voice shakes with what he says next. “You three ruined my life. He ruined my childhood, but you ruined my future. All because you could give less of a shit about me.”

As the two adults look at him in shock, he turns around to leave the room, grabbing his keys and jacket before he leaves his house.

He didn’t want to deal with this for the night. All he wanted to do was be by San’s side.

#( * MTM:U - YEONJUN ) #( * NANO! )

[bbhyeoliskooks]

.- : ✧ 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ✧ : -.

➶ TXT’s Reaction to Seeing you Excited for Christmas Like a Little Kid

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Genre: 5 cups of snowflakes and fluff~!

Warnings: None~~

(omg, watch me post every day now for christmas ?? i haven’t been working on stuff because of assignments and stuff so i’m sad, i really wanted to write a lot for the holiday this year :(( but iss okay~! We have now and hopefully you guys will like it hehe)

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

. ⋅ ˚̣- Yeonjun:

*’. All year you had been begging to do so many fun activities with him for your first Christmas together as a couple

*’. Every time though, he would boop your adorable lil’ nose and say with a teasing tone, “just be patient and wait~!”

*’. But how could you be patient when the best time of the year was coming???

*’. Yeonjun knew how excited you were for this when you counted down the days starting from November, so he guessed he was really in for a ton of screaming when the first day of December came

*’. When the month of December finally arrived, you were on your toes for all of the holiday cheerings and greetings !

*’. It was just pure happiness wherever you went- you saw everyone with big smiles painted on their faces, little children running around the store to look for Santa, and especially the couples who gifted each other surprises every week

*’. Yeonjun woke up at 12am on Christmas morning because of how much you were screeching and screaming to the top of your lungs

*’. “Will you calm down for a second? We have the rest of the day to spend, but I need some sleep first.” “Jjunie, but it’s Christmas already! I just wanna-” chuuu <3

*’. When he saw the stars sparkle in your eyes, he couldn’t help but instantly pull you aside and gift you with some pretty early passionate kisses

*’. It was the least Yeonjun could do for you, really~! You’re his adowable, widdle baby of course hehe

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

. ⋅ ˚̣- Soobin:

*’. The Christmas Tree was exceptionally stunning this year ! With all of its gleaming ornaments that hadn’t broken down from the past few years, it wasn’t that hard to believe

*’. It honestly was quite a journey to get the tree inside of the house, but luckily both you and Soobin were able to scuffle enough with the struggle to decorate it from home

*’. Seeing how you happily placed ornament after ornament on the pine tree warmed his heart

*’. “Soobders! Doesn’t this one look so pretty?! I think we should shop for more so that I know which ones you really like.”

*’. He absolutely couldn’t say no, okay…

*’. “Ai, love. You’re the prettier one here, be quiet.”

*’. It seemed that you didn’t hear him as you gazed in wonder at your favorite one- his heart was going crazy because of it

*’. Poor him, he couldn’t concentrate on getting the task done since you were so alluring under the Christmas lights hehe

*’. And poor you, didn’t know what kind of effect you had on Soobders here !!

*’. Needless to say, you didn’t get finished decorating the Christmas tree :// but no need to worry, you couldn’t complain because Soobin flung you over his shoulder to have some cuddly times <3

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

. ⋅ ˚̣- Beomgyu:

*’. Voila! You stared at yourself in the mirror with satisfaction, adoring how gorgeous you were in your favorite winter outfit

*’. It was actually for a party, you never dressed up quite this much unless there was an important occasion.

*’. Excitement brought itself up from your jumping feet to your trembling arms… in complete realization that it was just a few hours 'till Christmas morning and you’ll definitely be the happiest person ever !

*’. Beomgyu saw how happy you were dancing around in the mirror, and just had to stop his movements- only to stare and coo at you from behind

*’. He truly couldn’t resist giving you a gift from how thrilled you were in front of him

*’. “Princess! I brought you something!”

*’. You immediately looked behind you once you heard the word ‘princess’ to see him rummage under the pocket of his suit, trying to get something from out of there

*’. He walked closer to you, snatching out a tiny box with bright, red wrapping paper on it

*’. You hurriedly opened it with just a little touch of hesitation from how happy he was to give it to you, not expecting that

*’. Oh my gosh :o!! It was the prettiest golden necklace with a letter of B on it ( )

*’. Once he said that it was something to remember him by whenever you miss him, you knew at that exact moment you were so incredibly whipped that it was laughable

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

. ⋅ ˚̣- Taehyun:

*’. Oh. No. Oh. My. Gosh. No.

*’. As much as Taehyun loved the Christmas holidays, he was NOT ready to hear that Mariah Carey song blast in his ear 24/7, especially from you who knew he absolutely despised whenever the radio played it

*’. Actually, back in June when you were getting sad about it not being winter, he made you promise you wouldn’t play this in the house, not even once

*’. Guess what

*’. You didn’t let him live one second without hearing it

*’. Who could blame you??? You were so exhilarated that the holidays had come !! Which meant so many gifts and sincere love to give to the love of your life !!

*’. He made sure to appease every single one of your efforts of playing that song by a few encouragements like cuddles or subtle kisses on your hands

*’. BUT NO, THAT DIDN’T WORK EITHER CRIIII

*’. Cue the puppy eyes he totally has no control saying no over

*’. Although… you were so cute and tiny despite your height that girlie, he fell in love with your stunning spirit over and over again ~~

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

. ⋅ ˚̣- Kai:

*’. If someone said the word Christmas from a mile away, you would sPRINT out of wherever you were, throwing hands on the streets because of the happiness that simply overwhelmed the rest of your emotions

*’. We can say that Kai hit you with his plushies to make sure you wouldn’t get away from him any longer :DD and good thing he succeeded because you were going crazy over the idea of hot chocolate with marshmallows

*’. Gifts only made your want stronger unfortunately, the need to wrap a few gifts getting on your nerves from how itching your hands were to prep up some happiness

*’. The week before Christmas, you were getting sad since you hadn’t gone shopping with Hyuka yet :((

*’. Okay, he just couldn’t say no to your cute grin when you asked him to accompany you to the stores >3< he needed to go shopping with you now~~

*’. You basically dragged him everywhere- to the Christmas tree perched in the middle of the mall to the decorations section where snowmen were singing their own merry tunes

*’. His feet and legs were aching, but hey !! You were so happy with him that he could say his body didn’t hurt one bit <333

*’. You made it up to him later by making a few cookies you knew he adored

*’. He’d return the favor- would definitely calm you down during night by singing a few Christmas carols or even putting on a movie~~

*’. Not before giving you your early Christmas gifts… which were some sweet kisses okay

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Posted: 12/18/20- 9:55pm

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[bbhyeoliskooks]

…〔𝐈𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬〕…

FINAL, PT. ONE.

Having an unrequited crush on Soobin was difficult, but you manage to make them hidden so he’s oblivious. It’s getting harder though, since each time you see him, you fall deeper into his mesmerizing eyes. You want to get rid of your feelings for him, so you grow closer to a boy named Beomgyu. However, when your one of your best friends, Sunhye asks you to back away so she can have a chance with Soobin, everything inevitably comes crashing down on you.

intro / one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / finale, pt. 1 / finale, pt. 2

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Pairing: Beomgyu x Reader (female) x Soobin

Genre: 4 ¾  cups of angst, literally no sprinkle of fluff in here 

(Damn, I’m going to be honest here. This made me sob so hard as I was writing this, I’m sure all of you are going to hate me after this because I would too :cc Like, I really broke my own heart here as the writer of this series. Part one will mostly be focused on Soobin’s feelings with a few events of the reader here and there~! And just warning you- get your tissues ready for this one. I’m so sorry in advance, please forgive me.)

Playlist: Can’t Take My Eyes Off You, Something, Still Into You, Confession, Crazy For You

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Pacing around the room with heavy feet, Soobin rewound the events from yesterday as he tried to call you from the phone several times in a minute. Every time he’d ring up your phone you’d answer right away, yet this time you weren’t picking his calls up. Was it because you were already tucked in bed, sleeping through your blaring ringtone? Or was it because you were still angry at him for how immature he acted today? Guilty enough, he felt terrible for not talking to you all day, and seeing you get frustrated since he was ignoring you created a dim spot in his conscience. But this was what he chose to do. Sure it was unbearable- extremely to the point where he wanted to yell out loud how much he adores you even sitting there, but he didn’t want to talk to someone who would break his heart sooner or later. That part was inevitable...

12am almost passed by the time he stopped trying to contact you. It was a quiet hour with his feet trudging against the white carpet- the only noise being there at the moment. His parents were already fast asleep, probably dreaming of counting sheep who jumped over a few fences in their dreams. He was really silly for not getting some rest, right? Instead of worrying about some girl, he could be getting the rest his body deserved after such a long day. Lots of concerns occupied his head including how you were doing, but he needed to stay optimistic which meant sleeping it off in hopes that the next day would be better. 

At the same time though, there would be no harm in checking up on you! If he could just sneak one peek at you even if through the window you were sleeping, he’d be okay with that. He just needed to be sure that you were okay… which led him to throw on his black jacket and rush out of the house with hasty feet. 

As he rushed against the forest trees, chest heaving up and down from how fast he was sprinting, in no time he was able to get to your house. There were a lot of trees in your backyard which he could use to his advantage to hide himself if you were somehow doing a task in the middle of the night outside. He didn’t want you to see him, almost seeming like a shadow in the night with no light to be found except with the glimmering pale light of the moon. There’d be no way you’d notice him as long as he hid himself well; he had no doubt!

When he entered your backyard through the secret passage you two planned to use whenever there was an emergency, he soon found the perfect tree to use as a cover. Honestly he wasn’t sure if you were asleep since sleep schedules these days were hectic, so he clung on tight to the tree where nobody could see him spy on you through the glass. In only a few seconds later, he would call himself foolish for acknowledging the fact that… His finger ceased its movement against the bark of the tree once he realized what was happening, nails grazing at the rough path before a soft and sad smile decorated his face. Why didn’t he know? Why couldn’t he realize this already? You were sitting there on the bench where you two would meet in the middle of the night, but this time however, you were with someone else. With that same person who he thought he’d never be a rival with. With that same person he had been dreading to come closer to you. With that person who’d win you over for sure. Which person could it be other than that darned Choi Beomgyu who reached you first? His heart was heavy with agony, being painfully strung when you giggled for God only knows how many times as Beomgyu tickled your stomach. 

Bringing up the shaking hand to his chest where his heart stung, he did his best to appease the pain even if the love of his life found their soulmate. He had so much time to acknowledge the feelings he tried to conceal for so long, and now this was definitely karma. The bleak wind swirled around his head, messing up his black hair but hell, he couldn’t care less. He lost you. Soobin lost you. And like a fool, he lost you before he could even kiss you again. His first one with you was the last time, he sighed. He couldn’t bother you anymore for the fact that you’d definitely be happy with Beomgyu; he’d finally come to the realization in such a terrible anguish he could ever imagine. 

With unknowingly drops of tears streaming down his cheeks, he achingly nodded at the beautiful sight of you smiling after a long time of not being able to see the genuine one, “I guess I was too late.”

If he could turn back the time where only the two of you were together, he would hold you in his arms, kissing the top of your forehead while murmuring how much he loves you.

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Soobin?

Or Beomgyu?

Your best friend since eighth grade, Soobin…? Or charming Beomgyu who you’ve been arguing back and forth till now…? 

To you, these were the hardest questions you could ever be asked because, really. Who could choose between both of them? They completed you in more ways that you could ever hope for, whether it be through development or just plain loneliness. One of them made you feel so many things from true desperation to euphoria that you’ve never experienced before while one made you feel comfortable with whatever you didn’t want to go through. One held your hand and made sure you were okay with it while the other one was bold, holding you whenever he felt like it. One had stayed by your side up to now while the other one wavered back and forth. Here we are again. All of this fighting made you feel tired, completely exhausted from rethinking and rethinking over and over again. Not to mention the fact that they both kissed you this past year… but, you weren’t one to argue which one was better.

Love triangles were certainly messy, and you never imagined yourself to be in any one of them. The future had different plans, obviously. 

What a predicament you’ve gotten yourself in without knowing of what was to come. 

You thought back to the way they made you feel from before to now.

Whenever you glanced at Beomgyu, your heart would flutter to the point where you wanted to rip it out, but Soobin had been there for you much longer. Starting from eighth grade, he was extremely sweet to you, placing you first before all of his needs even if you didn’t ask him to do it in the first place. However Beomgyu made you feel alive, making sure that you were all smiley and giggly with him at all appropriate times. They both had a special place in your heart where you had already carved out a hole for each of them. This far into the game already, you were sure they were both your soulmates. It isn’t possible to have two or even if soulmates exist, but this was tearing apart your heart much more compared to the beginning of the year in which everything went totally wrong. 

Gosh, just why did it have to be you?, you pondered as you prepared for school. Why did they have to be so charming? Why did they affect you in so many ways? And why couldn’t you honestly say you liked both of them at the same time? Because look, you really couldn’t. You just couldn’t! If you did, then it’ll crush both of their hearts in the end regardless of who you choose. 

It wasn’t long before you became tired of all of this choosing. You decided to take a walk to clear your head instead. 

Passing by the route to school, you surprisingly came face to face with Yeonjun who seemed to lose himself in his thoughts. Hand rubbing against his chin in wonder, he walked quite slowly which caused worry to creep up your back. You’d never seen him this way before, so something must’ve been bothering him. Maybe you could help him like he did to you one time. And not to mention that you owe him one for getting the group together! 

“Hey, Jjunie! Is there something wrong? You look a bit lost today.”

He turned back with a grin on his face, shaking his head. Hesitation was weighing on his shoulders as if a great pressure was placed upon it. To be honest, he couldn’t sit back anymore and watch any of it go down. Seeing two of his best friends fight for a girl for several months made him uneasy, his stomach a carousel he couldn’t put a stop to. Back then he thought everything would work out in the end. Back then he assured his raging mind that everything would be okay, slowly losing belief in what he thought. Back then he didn’t want to budge in since it wasn’t his business. Now though… he could say differently. Of course he didn’t want to be nosy into the situation, but any more of this and he swears he’ll explode. 

So that’s what brought him here today. He was actually hoping to find you during the weekend in order to set some things straight- well, try to for the most part. 

Not even five minutes later, the two of you were messing around on the swings, talking about whatnot when Yeonjun brought up the tender subject of the two boys. To Kai’s favorite plushies, how he keeps dropping every bowl of noodles he cooks, to the few songs he produced as a joke- you weren’t prepared at all after that story talk. He was ever so careful with the topic too, fingers twiddling together reluctantly for an answer he couldn’t even find himself. 

“You know that whoever you choose… the other one is going to be hurt, right? I hope you choose correctly since this is a hard decision to make. I’m not choosing sides, but the other day Soobin mentioned to me that he really really loves you more than anyone here. He even-” a clasped hand from the chains beside him threw over his mouth in panic, and he laughed it off as if he didn’t blab too much information in the first place. 

You cocked your head to the other side, looking at him as if he was joking at what he said in the last part. His eyes were blown wide with fear since he caught his big mouth talking too much at the perfect time. You knew it all, but the truth still remained. He was right, and you hated it more than anything. Soobin loved you so much, you could see it after being so blind for so many years. 

With one last push on your feet dangling on the edge, the wind brushes against your cheeks while you undo your stress with a ragged sigh.

“I know, Yeonjun. I know.” 

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Weeks passed by after the incident of what happened that night, despite you not knowing entirely what that event was. Soobin continued to give you the cold shoulder, glaring down at you whenever you tried to speak to him. Gradually, you made no efforts to talk to him anymore. All of this back and forth was like talking to a wall who wouldn’t listen simply because it’s a wall. He wouldn’t listen to what you wanted to say, what you wanted to do with him as an apology. Whatever you did, he would only turn around and walk away while you hopelessly kept shouting his name. At this point, it was far past useless.

If Soobin wasn’t going to talk to you, then so be it. You couldn’t blame him either for what he chose. There was no reason to get angry with him when this was all your doing. Unfortunately, it all came crashing down on you one fateful afternoon when he brought you to the back of the school to “talk.”

“Hey, sweet pea?” His voice was shaking with trepidation as he tapped on your shoulder. “Could we, um, talk for a second?” 

Your chatter with Beomgyu ceased when you stared back at the other boy, your nerves becoming like jelly in front of him. There was a tense, pursed frown on his face when you turned back in worry to hear what his request was. So he was finally talking to you now after almost a month of ignoring you, huh? It was still the same though. He had this weird effect on you whenever he stared deep into your eyes, as if searching for the soul you had in yourself. 

“What is it, Soobin? I-Is there something wrong?” You inched closer to him, but he scooted away, his feet carrying his whole body before he could stop them. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at you in the eye, choosing to stare down on the floor as if the ground was much more interesting than what you had to say. His body was a whole quivering mess, and he very much despised how he felt due to your glossy eyes- which is the ultimate reason why he needed to tell you right now. 

With one swift pull on your arm, he guided you to the back of the school where only the two of you remained. You were quite confused on why he dragged you back there. 

A few minutes overflowing with silence passed with the exception of outside ambience. You were getting more antsy as the ticks of the clock passed by, wondering if he was going to say anything. He must’ve been troubled greatly if he was wondering whether to speak up or not. If it was up to you, you would’ve definitely thought he was going to speak up about ignoring each other when he finally looked you in the eye.

You searched his eyes for any emotion, may it be something dejected or sorrowful. And you were able to strike right on the dot. The whites of his eyes were burning with pain, really anybody could feel it from a mile away. Feeling much more worried than petty, you were going to do something- anything that would comfort him until...

“I’m giving up on you,” he blurted out. You ceased immediately in your tracks, the whole, wide world plummeting down and crushing you like a teensy spider. All of the air was winded from your chest, tightening when you comprehended his shattering words. You couldn’t hear anything except his soft, breaking voice murmur into the passing winds, yet that was going through one ear and out the other while you tried to understand what he was saying.  

“I know deep down that he’ll make you happier the most so please be well for me,” a tear slid down his cheek, but he rubbed it away with his fluttering, slender fingers. He pretended like they weren’t there even if it unbearably pinched his poor heart. Instantaneously, you sprinted to him due to the growing distance between you as soon as the first set of tears fell, your legs aching from how much power you put into them. “Soobin, I-” he interrupted what you were going to say by grabbing your hands into his once you reached him, squeezing when you drew closer. The boy stared into the clear tears welling up in your eyes, all the more feeling severe guilt cloud his choice. Other times you would cry because of someone or something that terribly upset you, but this time it was different. This time, he couldn’t pick up the tears that fell against his chest because he was the reason that hurt you in the first place. He hung his head low, the pressure of hurting you becoming stronger while he gazed down upon your teary  face. “Please, don’t make me regret my decision right now. I’m giving you up so you can be happier. That’s the least you can do for me, so just don’t say anything for now,” he begged. 

You adhered to his wish, sewing your mouth shut despite wanting to scream your lungs out.

“If I never knew you then I wouldn’t have ever seen so many gorgeous things because of you. I would’ve never experienced this much happiness through eighth grade and high school. I would’ve never known what it meant to love someone who is my best friend. I would’ve never known the true feeling of what love is. And it’s all because of you. Because of you, you brought beautiful colors into my world when I accidentally pushed your book and asked to be your new friend. Because of you, I really can’t say that I regret what we’ve become even if you’ve fallen for somebody else. Because of you, I’ve grown to love in the right way. I can’t be selfish and make you stay because in the end, you would’ve ran away from me. So that’s why I need to do the only thing that would hurt less for both of us.” 

“No, Soobin… please, listen to me this once. You’re the one. You’re the one that I choose,” you cried. 

“See?” He pointed at himself, smiling through the tears as he tried to swallow each one of them down. “You don’t feel any butterflies for me anymore. Your heart doesn’t waver whenever you see me. Your smiles aren’t because you love me in the way that I’ve always wanted, but because you only think of me as a friend. That says e-enough.” The breaking of his voice threw you over the edge and soon, you lost more breath than what you took in.

“I’m letting you go this time, okay? I can’t keep crushing myself- fighting for your love that’ll never be returned. Because even if I’m hurting myself, I know I don’t stand a chance against him. He makes you smile more than anyone here, even me. He turned you into the best version you could be through this mess, and those promises he gave you are still valid. He will protect you in ways that I can’t- as a lover who you can count on forever.” Soobin glanced at the streaming tears against your cheeks and with a swift thumb, brushed delicately against your cheeks so that they would disappear. “Please don’t cry for me now, make those efforts from before when you loved me towards him so that all of us can be content. This is one of the last things I’ll do for you before you go to him.” You shook your head frantically in an effort to make him stay, “No, Soobin! I can’t- I can’t let you go! I’ve loved you for so long that I just can’t… I don’t love Beomgyu- I’ve loved you this whole time!”

“No, sweet pea,” his lips turned into such a disappointed grin which absolutely broke you from the inside. “You love Beomgyu, I know you better than anybody else. Don’t say that just because I’m giving up on you…” he trailed off.

Soobin knew he was right for doing this. He was right in giving you up although the tears flowing ardently burned his cheeks. This was what his role was as your best friend. This was what he needed to do after such a draining time of holding you tight when nobody else could.

You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything anymore. Your throat throbbed as a huge lump appeared by itself, choking up the words you so desperately wanted to say. All of the butterflies from before had died in your stomach, taking captive your heart that died with them. You were done. 

No other words were spoken after that, and he assumed you heard enough for the day. 

Soobin eventually turned to go in strong silence when you suddenly crashed against his back, holding him as tightly as you could in your desperate embrace. 

“But Soobin, I love you! That’s what you wanted to hear, right?! I said I love you so please just don’t go away from me! I can’t do this without you,” you gasped before your throat ripped a loud sob from out of you. 

The boy shook his head before turning around to wrap his arms around you as gently as he could. His touch was warm to you, and you let yourself melt into his hug after a long time of holding it in. Although a bit reluctant, he let you lay your head on his shoulder, crying your heart out as loudly as you could. 

“I’m sorry, Soobin… I’m so sorry.”

Bringing his hand to pat your back like you two did whenever one was upset, he couldn’t help but undo his agony with tears falling on the crown of your head. Now he had been comfortable in sharing your tears, letting them pour as his eyes burned with such intolerable pain. “I know you are. And it’s okay. We were never meant to be in the first place.” His soothing voice which whispered in your ear continued on, “just… for the meantime, leave me alone. Let’s take a break for each other until these feelings go away.”

“Make sure to eat well without me, okay my cute sweet pea?” He nuzzled the bottom of his head onto the top of your head. “And don’t stay up too late for those exams that are coming, I know fully well that you’ll pass like you always strive to do,” he sniffled, holding you tighter in his arms without a thought of objection.

Like incessant, big drops of rain, many tears gathered into a puddle that fateful afternoon while you held onto each other, more seconds than what was needed.

“Farewell. I’ll miss you so much,” you croaked from underneath the hug that held you captive with such fondness and love. He never wanted to let go of the person who taught him what true love was, but you weren’t his to begin with. At last, he stared at your each and every feature, memorizing the subtle changes before pulling away to press a kiss on the forehead for one, last time. 

“I’ll miss you too Y/N, and I… I love you.”

“I love you too, Bin. Be happy for me too.”

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Strolling around the garden of the school, Soobin trailed amongst the path way to the greenhouse. Not a lot of people came here during the winter when it was after school since the club called this a break time. It was absolutely silent, the only sound being the buzzing of the bothersome bugs outside. Pots of several flowers were now abandoned from the cold which entered through the front of the door, and they crumbled upon contact when he made physical contact with them. The solemn petals of the blooming flowers had long withered off onto the floor, dazzling the ground with a variety of entrancing colors on the scale. Soobin tried not to step on them to find his safe place which was in the corner containing the grey table. He always came here to clear his mind whenever distress popped up around the edge. 

Something caught his eye when he round the grey table, opting to take a few quiet steps towards it. There were two purple orchids laying side by side on top of the table, soon to be overlapping one another when Soobin’s fingers brushed beside them. A bit surprised, he was wondering why they were here. Nobody should’ve left something as pretty as them in the mysterious green house…! Who could’ve been that lazy not to give it to someone? He’d definitely give them to- No, he said he shouldn’t think about you, but it was so difficult. The remnants of one of his favorite days immediately brought him back to you no matter how much he wanted to erase your precious smile from his mind. 

( F l a s h b a c k )

- an excerpt from Chapter 3, if anybody remembers. 

A few seconds later, you found him with two purple orchids in his hand. He had picked the most beautiful ones in the wilting garden that you saw after scanning it, and you gasped in pleasant surprise. He ambled towards you with an adorable smirk on his face, and crouched down beside you.

“Bin… why did you pick those flowers?” He gazed deep into your eyes, and you felt your heartbeat swiftly skip a beat just like earlier. He tucked one of them into his ear, and you giggled at how sweet he looked. He mirrored the same chuckle, and you swore that you could feel something bloom in your chest. He looked as if he was a royal prince from those movies because of the glowing scenery behind him while he smelled the other one that was enclosed by his hand.

He shrugged, and looked down at the floor to hide his blossoming pink cheeks. “They just reminded me of you- delicate and lovely like an orchid.”

Before you could say anything and thank him, he softly tucked your chin into his hand, and moved your flowing hair to the side of your head. He tucked the orchid onto the crook of your ear, and took a step back to smile in pleasure as if he was admiring his work.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you were a stunning princess, Y/N?”

Perhaps that was just another example of his newly, blooming feelings towards you. 

(  E n d  o f  F l a s h b a c k  )

There was a tug on the upper corners of his lips and he smiled, embracing the warm effect you still had on him even if you had completely crushed his fragile heart.

“She loved me, huh? I know she did.” 

And that’s one reason why Choi Soobin had to move on, like he promised to you years ago.

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Posted: 12/14/20- 11:00pm

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