#taehyun imagine

[stayteezdreams]

When they realize they have feelings for you + Confessions {TXT}

Headcanons: When they realize they have feelings for you + Confession Drabbles

Requested By: @thunderous-wolf

A/N: I added on the confessions part myself, hope you enjoyed!

Pairings: Soobin x Gn!Reader; Yeonjun x Gn!Reader; Beomgyu x Gn!Reader; Taehyun x Gn!Reader; Heuning Kai x Gn!Reader

Warnings: Simp!txt. Tickling and a kiss in Yeonjuns. Brief kiss in Kai's Kai's is also a bit angsty.

Total Words: 3.4k

Soobin:

When he was watching you sing.

You had gone out to a karaoke bar, and as you were up singing one of your favorite songs, Soobin was watching closely.

Soobin seemed to suddenly become more enthralled with you than he had ever been before.

His eyes couldn't leave your face, and your voice was all he could hear.

He wasn't paying attention to anything in the room apart from you and the heavy beating of his heart.

He missed Beomgyu spilling his drink on himself, and the way Yeonjun grinned teasingly from ear to ear as he saw Soobin's gaze on you.

You turned back with a smile as you were singing, and you made eye contact with him. He felt butterflies rampage through him as his face grew warm.

Soobin began to pay more attention to how his body reacted when he was around you.

How he would grow nervous when it was just the two of you, or when he would get excited when you arrived, how he would naturally gravitate towards you to be closer.

It became obvious he had developed a crush, but he wasn't sure how long it had really been developing.

But now that he was aware of it, he became a little less confident around you and a bit more shy.

You noticed, how could you not? Not to mention Yeonjun couldn't help but tease Soobin about it, something you overheard when you left the room one day.

Of course you had feelings for Soobin, but you were waiting for him to be more confident in his own feelings.

When he finally was, you were more than ready.

"Y/n"

You turned at the sound of Soobin's voice as he came out of his room, wet tousled hair and towel in hand.

"You're leaving?"

You nodded, "Yeah the other's were heading to bed, I didn't realize it had gotten late."

Soobin glanced at the clock and nodded. Swallowing, he looked back over at you as you slipped on your shoes. He felt annoyed at himself for taking so long in the shower, when he could have had more time with you instead.

"I'll walk you out."

You smiled softly and nodded as Soobin slid on his own shoes and followed you out of the apartment. As you walked towards the elevator, your arms brushed and you felt butterflies fill your stomach.

As the elevator doors shut Soobin suddenly looked over at you, "Are you free tomorrow?"

You blinked in surprise at the sudden question, noticing the nervous swallow Soobin expressed as his eyes darted nervously around your face.

You nodded, "Yeah, why?"

"Uhm...I was wondering if you'd want to go get lunch with me?"

You smiled and Soobin let out a soft breath at the sight. "Sure!"

"Really?"

You nodded happily and he realized you might not understand exactly what he wanted this lunch to be.

He nervously fiddled with the bottom of his shirt "Are you...okay with it being a date?"

Your heart jolted as you bit the inside of your lip lightly, trying to repress a grin as the elevator doors slid open.

You nodded softly as you began to exit the elevator, "I'd be disappointed if it wasn't"

He stared at you in light surprise as he slowly grinned, making you giggle softly.

As he followed you out of the elevator, he scratched the back of his neck, "Did Yeonjun say something to you?"

You hummed, "Yes, but, he didn't have too."

Soobin felt his ears burning as he chuckled, cringing at his own behavior. "I've been pretty obvious recently haven't I?"

You nodded as you chuckled, "Yes, but I'm glad you were, it's cute. And, it made me feel less inclined to hide my feelings."

His breath caught before he grinned at you. Reaching, over he ruffled your hair making you pull away with a giggle as you smacked lightly at his hand.

You grinned at each other for a moment before he looked shyly down at the ground.

"Then it's a date, yeah?"

You nodded, adoring the shy and cute side of Soobin, "Yeah, it's a date."

Yeonjun:

When you were laughing at him.

He had been making a fool of himself to lighten the mood.

And as you began giggling, he felt his grin grow wider.

And as your giggles turned into bubbly laughter, he felt his heart sing and suddenly it was like he was experiencing sunlight for the first time

He had heard you laugh a thousand times, but suddenly, it sounded so new, so different, so perfect.

Suddenly he wanted to do whatever he needed to make you smile and laugh as much as he could.

And if someone else made you smile and laugh? His chest ached with jealousy.

He wanted to bottle up your laughter so he could hear it whenever he wanted, keeping it all to himself.

But he knew that was impossible.

So, he made it part of his daily routine to see or make you smile and laugh at least once.

And anytime you were sad, or sick and couldn't muster a smile or laugh he felt heartbroken.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Yeonjun had a small frown on his face as he leaned his head on the back of the couch, his gaze directed at you.

You watched him silently, waiting for an answer.

He let out a soft sigh, "I'm trying to think of what to do to make you laugh again."

His words brought out a soft smile, but it wasn't enough for Yeonjun. It still held a sadness he wanted to get rid of.

Suddenly moving closer to you, Yeonjun rested his head on the couch again, his face now only a foot away as he gently poked your cheek.

"Not good enough."

You looked at him for a moment before letting out a soft sigh, "I'm just too tired Yeonjun."

He pouted as he recalled the story you had told him. Work was hard, sleep was nonexistent, and your mind never silent.

"I know." He scooted even closer and you felt your heartbeat race a little faster.

He stared into your eyes for a moment before he suddenly began tickling your sides.

You let out a surprised yelp before you started trying to push him away. Before you realized it, giggles were escaping you as Yeonjun grinned proudly.

Smacking his shoulder before pushing him away, your chuckles died down, but your grin remained.

"Okay okay, you made me laugh now stop!"

Reaching forward, he held your face in his hands as his eyes flicked around your face, hesitating on your lips.

"There it is. I missed it." Gently he brushed your cheek with his thumb, "I want to see your smile and hear your laugh every day okay?"

Your heart was beating heavily in your chest as you forgot to breathe.

"Why do you care so much?" You asked in a soft voice.

Yeonjun smile softly as he stared silently at you for a moment. Slowly, he leaned forward, watching you closely to make sure you wouldn't pull away.

You didn't move as his nose brushed yours, and your eyes fluttered closed when his lips pressed gently against yours.

The kiss was soft, and brief, but took what breath you had left away.

When he pulled away he spoke in a soft voice, "Do you understand now?"

Slowly you nodded, before a smile stretched across your face. Yeonjun's own smile brightened at the sight as he caressed your cheek. Vowing to himself that he would always be there to make you smile.

Beomgyu:

When he felt jealous.

You had many friends, male and female, and that had never bothered Beomgyu before.

But as he watched a guy he barely knew wrap his arm across your shoulder, he felt not only protective, but jealous.

Would you let him do that? Would you let him get that close if he tried?

And whats with the bright smile you were giving him? Did you like him? How? Why?

When he learned that you were just close friends, and that he had a partner already, Beomgyu felt relief like he had never felt before.

And that is when it really hit him just how much he had developed feelings for you.

Now he noticed everything you made him feel.

The butterflies when you smiled at him, the shallow breaths when he nervously walked beside you. The way his skin seemed to tingle wherever you touched him.

But the most obvious was the jealousy of anyone or anything taking your attention away from him.

Sometimes he felt childish about his feelings, but other times he knew it was just the desperation of wanting to be with you making itself known.

Beomgyu's chest tightened as he watched the boy smile and flirt with you. He was your friend but it was clear to anyone who had eyes that he was trying to be more.

You knew it as well, and as you tried to push his advances away by hinting that he was just your friend, you felt Beomgyu's eyes burning in the back of your head.

You had noticed Beomgyu's change recently. How he seemed to watch over you more, and how he seemed to grow jealous when your attention was somewhere else.

You hoped it meant that your feelings were now reciprocated, but you were to nervous to find out yourself. Luckily, Beomgyu would make it known himself.

The next awkward smile that graced your face was Beomgyu's breaking point. Rising, he walked over to you and the boy before tapping your shoulder.

As your eyes met his he saw a wave of relief wash over your face as you smiled at him. He gave you a soft smile as his heart pounded in his chest.

"Ready to go?"

He saw the confusion flicker in your eyes as you wondered what he meant.

Beomgyu looked over at your friend and smiled, "Sorry to interrupt, but we have a date."

You did well to hide your surprise as you realized Beomgyu was trying to save you from this awkward situation. You nodded at your friend confirming what Beomgyu said as you rose, "Yeah I'm ready!"

Saying goodbye to your friend you left with Beomgyu. Once away from other's you grinned over at him.

"Was it that obvious that I needed saving?"

Beomgyu laughed, "Only to me."

Your heart fluttered as you continued to walk, "Okay, but now what are we doing?"

He rose his brow, "What do you mean? We're going on a date."

You stumbled over your words for a second and Beomgyu repressed a giggle. "Like...an actual date?"

He nodded "Of course." His voice was soft, obviously nervous as he made his intentions known. "Do you not want to go on a date with me?"

You quickly shook your head, "No I do. I do."

He grinned as he slipped his hand into yours, shyly looking away.

You pressed your lips together tightly as you looked down at your intertwined hands. Cheekily leaning a bit loser to him you whispered, "You know, I realized recently, you're cute when you're jealous."

Beomgyu startled for a second before he began laughing, realizing he really hadn't been that subtle at all.

Taehyun:

When he missed you.

Taehyun had grown so used to you being around that when you were gone, he felt empty.

He looked for you everywhere, waiting for you to appear, waited for a text or call.

When he finally saw your name pop up on his phone screen, his excitement and relief were almost overwhelming.

The way his face would light up with excitement when you entered a room was obvious.

When the other's pointed it out and teased him, he really started to pay attention.

He realized just how much your presence effected him, and how much your absence hurt him.

How much just a little of your attention directed at him made his heart flutter.

Sometimes he felt like a dog waiting for it's owner to get home and he would laugh at himself.

But then you would show up with a bright smile and be happy to see him and he didn't care about anything else.

He had it bad, and he didn't mind at all.

What he did mind was that you didn't seem to notice just how tightly you had his wrapped around your finger.

Taehyun stared at your profile as you scrolled through your phone. He was impatiently waiting for you to pay enough attention to him so he could suggest going out together but you seemed to engrossed with something else.

Without realizing, he let out a sigh loud enough to gain your attention. Seeing you look up at him with a raised brow, he froze.

"Whats wrong?"

Your sudden worry caused his heart to leap as he cleared his throat. "Nothing, just bored."

"Oh." You hummed, "Wanna go do something then?"

Taehyun's heart leapt again as excitement vibrated through him at the realization that you ended up being the one to suggest going out. He nodded happily and you grinned as you turned to face him.

"What do you want to do?"

"Anything." He said happily and you chuckled as you playfully glared at him.

"That's not helpful."

"I'd do anything with you." He felt a jolt of surprise as the words left his mouth involuntarily.

You looked surprised for half a second before you chuckled, "Even if I made you go grocery shopping with me?"

He paused for a second before his cheeks grew warm at the idea of doing something so domestic with you. He smiled softly as he nodded, the sincerity in his gaze causing your heart to skip a beat

You tried your best to ignore the heat rising up your neck, "But isn't that so boring?"

He hummed thoughtfully before he shook his head, "We could make it fun."

You let out a soft laugh in agreement, "Yeah, we could."

He stood up, "Lets go then!"

"Wha- no" you laughed. "I don't actually need to go grocery shopping it was just an example."

"Oh." Taehyun had a small pout and you felt your heart flutter.

"Do you...want to go grocery shopping?"

He thought for a second before nodding softly, "Now that you talked about it, I want to do it."

You bit the inside of your lips, "Alright, I'm sure I can think of things I need."

His smile slowly grew as you gave in.

"But, are you sure? We could go do something more, I don't know, exciting?"

He grinned as he started grabbing his stuff, "I want to go shopping, it'll feel like we're dating." Taehyun paused as he realized he spoke without thinking again.

His eyes locked with yours as you blinked in surprise. "That's why you want to go?"

He swallowed nervously, his eyes wide in trepidation. "Uhm..."

You watched him for a second before a grin broke out on your face. A soft giggle escaping, "If you want it to feel like we're dating then why haven't you asked me out?"

Taehyun opened his mouth in shock before he let out a soft laugh at the amused sincerity in your voice.

"Would you say yes?"

You nodded, repressing a giggle. Taehyun's smile grew as he walked over to you placing his hands on your arms as he stared at you.

"Really?

You giggled and nodded as he felt his heart hammering excitedly. "Then, will you go out with me Y/n?"

You nodded softly, "Yes I will."

Taehyun felt as though he was vibrating out of his skin as he grinned at you. Pulling you into a hug you chuckled as you wrapped your own arms around him, allowing his excitement to radiate through you.

Huening Kai:

When you were taken by someone else.

He hadn't realized he had feelings for you until you announced you were seeing someone.

His heart sank and his chest grew tight.

Why was he so affected? So hurt?

Was it because he might not get to see you as often as before?

Or was it that it wasn't him who was taking you on dates?

Both.

The realization that he had always assumed you two would be together, whether dating or not hit him harder now that you were with someone else.

He distanced himself a bit, heartbroken by losing you before truly realizing how much he wanted you, and you got worried.

Realizing he was hurting you too, he tried to be around more, only causing his feelings to grow, and heartache to worsen as he saw you with another person.

He didn't know that at the same time, you were realizing and feeling the same things he was.

Walking into Kai's room, you knocked softly on the door causing him to look back at you. His eyes widened a bit at the sight of you before he reeled in his feelings.

"What are you doing here?"

You heart ached a little as he asked this, having always smiled happily and accepted your presence without question before.

You cleared your throat as you walked into his room and sat on the edge of the bed. You twiddled with your hands for a moment before you finally spoke.

"I broke up with him."

Kai felt his heart flip as he tried not to show any outward reaction. You noticed the sudden flex of his hands but ignored it.

"You did? Why? What did he do?" Kai rose and sat beside you.

His emotions were reeling between relief happiness, pity and anger. Did he do something to hurt you?

"I just didn't have strong enough feelings for him." You said softly as you looked over at Kai.

Knowing the truth was not just that, but that your feelings could never be as strong as they were for Kai.

Kai stared into your eyes for a second, "So he didn't hurt you?"

You shook your head as you smiled.

"Why are you smiling?"

"I just feel better now telling you." You looked down at your hands shyly, "I missed you."

Kai felt his heart twist and his chest tighten. Guilt rippled through him as he recalled distancing himself from you.

"I'm sorry." He said softly causing you to look back up at him.

You were taken aback by the strong emotion in his face as he gazed at you.

"Why?"

"Because I haven't been around."

"Did you- Was it on purpose?"

He stayed silent, but you saw the guilt cross over his face, answering your question.

"Why? Did you really hate him that much, or-" You hesitated, staring into Kai's eyes for a moment, "Or was it for another reason?"

Kai took in a shaky breath as he slowly inched his hand towards yours. He gently grabbed your fingers, playing with them softly before he spoke, his voice reserved.

"I didn't like him, but- that wasn't the only reason."

You stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

"I hated seeing you with someone else. At first I thought it was because I felt like I was losing my best friend, but then... I realized it was because you weren't dating me. It should have been me."

Your heart pounded heavily as you realized your feelings for Kai had been reciprocated after all. You let out a soft sigh and he met your eyes again.

You gave him a soft sad smile. "If I had known I would never have dated him."

"You don't have to pity me."

"No, not out of pity Kai, but because I wanted you to be my boyfriend."

Kai's eyes widened in surprise, "What?"

You nodded softly, "I had waited so long because I wanted to be with you, but - you never seemed to feel the same."

Kai's heart hammered at the realization you felt the same. He shook his head, "I didn't realize until recently just how much my feeling's had changed." He squeezed your hand softly, "But you- you have feelings for me too?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I do."

Kai stared at you for a moment before a smile stretched across his face. Lunging forward he wrapped you in his arms as you fell back onto the bed, laughing.

He held you as he stared into your eyes, his face only an inch above yours. "I'm your boyfriend now."

You let out a short laugh as you rose your brow, "Oh really? Just like that?"

He nodded confidently "Yeah, just like that."

You giggled again as you got lost in his eyes. Slowly, he leaned closer, before pressing a soft lingering kiss to your lips, signalling the beginning of your relationship. Finally.

xx

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[beom-pyu]

stereo ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ kang taehyun

kang taehyun x fem!reader , tags; just friends? ;) , nsfw , friend group road trips , u sit in tyun's lap (i will never let this trope go)

warnings: smut (minors dni.) , accidental boners , dry humping/frottage , semi-public sex?? no penetration though

wc: 1.2k+

it’s getting late as soobin’s “chill” playlist plays through the stereo, the hum of the car filling the tight space with relaxing white noise. the sun has already set, a dusty blue settling over the highway. everything seems peaceful—kai sits in the window seat, his headphones plugged into his switch, playing video games in silence. beomgyu is already asleep in the middle seat, head tilted back against the headrest behind him as he hugs the backpack that sits in his lap like it’s a teddy bear. yeonjun had called dibs on riding passenger yesterday, so there he sits, watching some random movie on his phone while soobin sings along quietly to the song flowing through the car’s speakers.

everything seems peaceful… and it would’ve been if it weren’t for the fact that you had lost rock, paper, scissors before you all embarked on your trip. and now here you sit in taehyun’s lap, holding onto the door handle to ground yourself as his hands are strictly placed at his sides with his earbuds plugged in his ears, eyes shut. you aren’t sure if he’s asleep or not, but you don’t want to wake him if he is.

you shift slightly to move your foot from under beomgyu’s (you have no idea how you even got into this position), scooting back a bit as you almost slip off of taehyun’s lap as soobin aggressively switches lanes, mumbling a “fuckers don’t know how to drive”. your legs are starting to cramp from sitting so stiffly. you don’t want to move too much and make taehyun uncomfortable, but you’ve been in this position for an hour and you are starting to get a little sleepy as well.

“soob?” you call quietly to not disturb the others in the car, receiving a hum in acknowledgment. “how much longer until we reach the rest stop?”

you see soobin check the gps that sits on the dashboard for a second. “like 45 more minutes? do you have to use the bathroom?” 

you shake your head in response before remembering that he can’t see you with his eyes on the road. “no, i was just curious.”

sighing quietly, you shift again, feeling your eyes already starting to droop. you can’t fall asleep while sitting up and you pout a bit, realizing that you have no other choice. you tap taehyun’s arm a few times to check if he’s asleep and thankfully they blink open after the fourth tap, reaching up to remove one of his earbuds.

“what’s up?” he asks, voice a bit drowsy. you feel a little bad, realizing that he was probably half-asleep, so you shoot him an apologetic smile.

“i was wondering if i could lay back so i can nap?” you sound a little timid, but relief fills your chest as he simply nods, opening his arms slightly so you can lay back against his body. you flash him a little sleepy smile as you mutter out a thanks before letting your eyes flutter shut. finally.

you feel taehyun’s arms circle around your torso to hold you steady and let your body relax, your muscles beginning to untense from your previously uncomfortable position. letting your head rest back against his shoulder, you scoot up a bit to get cozy. you can feel his fingers pressing into your skin from over your thin sweater, trying not to think too much about your current position. taehyun is your friend. he probably isn’t thinking anything of it, so you shouldn’t either.

but how can you not when he exhales lowly into your ear as you shift a bit, his fingers lightly drumming on your stomach mindlessly? how you feel him adjust his hips in a way that presses against your ass just right? 

your body flashes with a wave of heat, your face growing warm as you pretend to drift off to sleep. you try to tell yourself that he probably doesn’t realize how his dick rubs against your core with every bump in the road—that he doesn’t realize how you feel your panties growing wetter and wetter with every pothole, every turn. 

and then you feel it. something poking against your heat through your shorts. he doesn’t say anything, so you don’t either, biting your lip to keep in any noises as he adjusts his hips again. his arms are tight around your waist, your hand coming to hold onto his arm in acknowledgment. no words are spoken, but you hear him sigh lowly as you test the waters, just barely rocking your hips against his crotch. pleasure fills your body at the movement, feeling yourself start to drip through your shorts—you’re glad you chose to wear an all-black outfit. 

taehyun’s hips slightly buck up against your core, the fabric of your panties brushing against your clit, and you let out a quiet, restrained noise—soobin’s music is just loud enough to cover up the sound. your entire body is warm as taehyun gently moves you back and forth over his erection by his hold on you, his heavy breathing filling your ears. he presses you down harder and you bite your lip to stop any noises, grinding down on his lap to chase that feeling building up in your stomach.

“taehyun, have you seen this—” taehyun’s grip abruptly halts your movement as yeonjun’s voice suddenly fills the space, your body going limp as you feign slumber. “oh, he’s asleep.”

you feel your heart drop in your stomach, your mind growing dizzy at the thought of almost being caught.

“soobin, look how cute they are,” yeonjun speaks and a beat passes before you hear soobin’s laugh and a little ‘cute’. you try to naturally steady your breathing to not give away the fact that taehyun is faintly grinding up into your ass, even with your friend’s eyes on you. your mind is reeling at just how dirty this entire situation is.

a minute passes before taehyun is holding you down against him once again, harder this time. the pants in your ear pick up, a low, stifled moan leaving his lips. it’s all too much, your cunt gushing as he thrusts up into your clothed heat, hitting you perfectly every time.

“i’m gonna cum,” he mumbles lowly in your ear, and the words themself have your pussy clenching, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over you as your body tenses up. you shake in his arms as you hear him grunt quietly before feeling a warmth spread underneath you. your body buzzes with ecstasy as you sink back against him, the back of your neck covered in a thin layer of sweat from your ministrations. 

taehyun’s chest rises and falls deeply against your back, his hands brushing over your thighs softly before returning to your torso to pull you closer. your eyes open briefly, turning your head a bit to see his flushed state—his bangs stick to his forehead and his lips are parted as he breathes heavily. his eyelids are still shut, his long eyelashes resting on his cheeks.

“thank you,” he whispers quietly before his eyes open, finding yours easily in the dark of the car. you give him a small smile, your fingers brushing over his forearm before your eyes shut in exhaustion. you have no idea what any of this means, but you’d talk about it once you were alone. feeling his body relax into the seat of the car, you let yourself drift off to the quiet music flowing out of the stereo.

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[soobpricity]

this love - kang taehyun

prologue

synopsis: what happens when soccer player!kang taehyun, who isn’t focused on school but is smart enough to pass, sees yn walk in the hallways nearly everyday after homecoming. taehyun’s new hallway crush begins to grow into something bigger, but what happens when he has to make a choice between yn or continuing to fail school ? will taehyun be able to focus on sports, classes, and trying to win yn over ?

taehyun’s eyes lingered over to you, talking to his friends, as they gradually lost his attention. his eyes stayed stuck onto you, watching as you walked towards his way. in all honesty, he wished that his friends could just shut their mouths, not because he didn’t care about whatever they were talking about.. and don’t get him wrong he loved his friends. but he just wanted all of his attention on you. seeing the way you walked down the hallway, your eyes shining with joy, as you contained a pretty smile.

your arms held a math textbook close to your chest, rushing to your next class, worrying over the fact that you only had a minute to get to your advanced mathematics class. your eyes noticed the boy who was watching you from afar, smile growing even wider, and just as you were about to reach him, you went to the left, going down a different hallway. he looked back, watching as you just barely made it into your class.

and since that day that taehyun spotted you in the hallways.. he couldn’t help but see you nearly every single day. even within the large amount of students, taehyun’s attention was always wavered, no matter how much focus he had on a particular activity.. you were always at the center of his mind.

you took a seat lunch tray in your hands, small little smile resting on your face, enjoying the time you spent with your friends. observing your surroundings as they laughed and giggled while playing on the phone, as they took turns playing games on each other’s phones. your eyes wandered the area, noticing the rather noticeable face that you had grown accustomed to spotting in the hallways, his black hair resting just above his eyes. your eyes stuck on his figure watching as he got up from his seat at his lunch table, his eyes glancing over towards you.. and just like that: it was as if the world stopped. his eyes lingered over at you, his heart skipping a beat.

“-.. so yeah, that’s what happened and i was just so surprised because i just never saw it coming, y’know what i mean, yn ?”ningning rambled, peeking back to try to understand what you were looking at, but she ultimately failed as your eyes turned their attention back on her. following along with her statements while taking small peeks at the boy who also continued to glance over at you. smile plastered on both of your faces.

and maybe

this was the sign of a new beginning for taehyun.

soccer captain and his teammates !!

yn and their happy fools

letter 1 ; in which you took my breath away , my future princess.

letter 2 ; in which you become my hydrangea love 💗

letter 3 ; in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman.

letter 4 ; attention is what i want

letter 5 ; you’re the only one who cares

letter 6 ; i want your complications too, i want your dreary mondays. wrap your arms around me 🫂

letter 7 ; my love, my heart is breathing for this

letter 8 ; it’s you and me, that’s my whole world

letter 9 ; love sight

letter 10 ; “i can fix him.”

letter 11 ; got lovestruck, went straight to my head

letter 12 : a hydrangea-like love, every little thing turns into me

letter 13 ; pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks

letter 14 ; you are not the exception; you will never learn your lesson

letter 15 ; my heart won’t start anymore for you.

letter 16 ; foolish one

letter 17 ; long live all the magic we made

letter 18 ; it only feels this rough right now

final letter ; kiss me

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𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖲𝗆𝗎𝗍 (𝖬𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖣𝗈 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖨𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍)

𝖶𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍: 1.5𝗄

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ෆ Soobin ෆ

𝖠𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗋𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗌, 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗐, 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍-𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍.

𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 .

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 - 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗑 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗆 - 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉𝗅𝗒, 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗍.

"𝖦𝗈𝖽, 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇...” 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾. 𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉, 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗈.

“ 𝖨... 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌...” 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍.𝖨𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌.

𝖴𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋, 𝖲𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀.

“𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 ,𝖸/𝖭 ..𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽..." 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌.

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗎𝗅𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍, 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌. "𝖸𝖾𝗌. 𝖲𝗈𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇... 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗈..."

ෆ Yeonjun ෆ

"𝖬𝗆𝗆, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽," 𝖸𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗁𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗍, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌."𝖦𝗈𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇."

𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝖻 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁, 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽.

” 𝖸𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇, 𝗈𝗁 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄, 𝖨... 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎," 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝗇𝗎𝖻, 𝗆𝗂𝖽𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌.

"𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅," 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇. "𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄."

𝖧𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄, 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽.

"𝖸𝖾𝗈𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇 ... 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾," 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗌.

𝖨𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 ���𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁- 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾. “𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨'𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒.”

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖾𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌.

𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗆𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌.

"𝖸-𝖸𝖾𝗌... 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾... 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎," 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋-𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝖮𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽, 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗓𝗒.

ෆ Beomgyu ෆ

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎’𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐 ��𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝗂𝗑𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗃𝗈𝗅𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗅.

"𝖮𝗁 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄!" 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗌 𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎’𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅. “𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗌𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗏𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝗂𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝖽.

"𝖮𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝖽 𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾," 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾.

𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗌. 𝖠𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖾𝖼𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗒.

𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎’𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾, 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗒𝗅𝗅𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆. 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁.

"𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖡𝖾𝗈𝗆𝗀𝗒𝗎 …𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾..." 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗐𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝖽. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾. "𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒, 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖡𝖺𝖻𝗒𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅.

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𝖥𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗌𝗌, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋.

𝖧𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁, 𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍, 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆; 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.

𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝖾𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 - 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.

𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒, 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇-𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗃𝖺𝗐𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾.

𝖧𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈𝖻𝖾. "𝖥𝗎𝖼𝗄," 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁, "𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀."

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒.

𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾.

𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗒 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗎𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒.

𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌. 𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖾𝗓𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾.

𝖤𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗈𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾.

"𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅," 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆, 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗓𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗌.𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝖺𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

"𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀." 𝖧𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

"𝖳𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌,𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.” 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝖽𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾.

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇, 𝖳𝖺𝖾𝗁𝗒𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝗎𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽. "𝖦𝗈𝖽, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌."

ෆ Huening Kai ෆ

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗌 𝖧𝗎𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖪𝖺𝗂’𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍.

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗋𝖺𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽, 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗆.

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋

𝖧𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌, 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 - 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖦-𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗍 - 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖻 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎.𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗆.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗅𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍, 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉𝗌.

𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒.

𝖧𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁, 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗉𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

"𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾," 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾.

"𝖢𝖺𝗇 𝖨 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝗐… 𝖦𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍.” 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍.

𝖧𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄-𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.

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I Feel Everything - Kang Taehyun

Summary: You loved Taehyun, but sometimes he was just a bit too cold. He wasn’t good at showing his emotions, which often left you wondering what was going through his head. Until one day, you snapped when he was late to your anniversary dinner. And he didn’t seem to care all too much. So you decided it was time to call it quits. Little did you know that was enough to trigger some emotion out of him.

Genre: angst, smut, slight fluff

Warnings: yelling, cold!taehyun, laughing during an argument, unprotected sex, marking, dom!taehyun, possessiveness, pet names, degradation, dirty talk, arguing, swearing, insults, angry!taehyun, choking, toxic, edging, cunnilingus, praise, Taehyun calls reader a bitch, reader is wearing a dress, insinuates reader is inexperienced, overstimulation.

Pairing: Taehyun x fem!reader

Word count: 4k+

Song Inspo: I Feel Everything - Amelia Moore, Die For You - The Weeknd

Reminder: This fic does not reflect Taehyun as a person. This is fiction.

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"How could you do this to me?! Do you not realize how stupid I looked?!" Your lungs exploded as you busted through Taehyun's front door with Taehyun dragging his feet behind you. You were disappointed when your attempt to slam the door on his face failed.

"Can you not be so loud? I have neighbors." Taehyun said flatly as he gently closed the door behind him.

"Why?! You don't want people hearing how much of a shitty boyfriend you are?!" Your voice even louder now, purposely trying to get anyone you could to hear you. You walked further into the house, running your fingers through your hair in frustration.

"Y/N.."

"What!?"

"You need to take your shoes off."

Of course that is all he cares about. You glared at him, thinking for a moment he was finally going to show empathy.

You sent the shoes on your feet flying across the room, earning an eye roll from the asshole behind you.

"Are you happy now?!"

"Can you calm down?"

"No! Why don't you care about me Taehyun?!" You screamed at the pink haired boy now in front of you. Tears were streaming down your face as Taehyun stood still, not batting an eye. His blank stare burned through you.

"I do."

You wanted to rip your hair out with how monotoned he was.

No matter the argument, Taehyun never seemed.. bothered. He never expressed his emotions to you, which left you constantly wondering what he was thinking. Not even during the most intense arguments would he open up. At first, you thought he just needed to get more comfortable. But now after a year of dating, he remains the same. And you've about had enough.

"No! No you don't Taehyun! We had plans for our one year tonight and you don't even care that you were late! I've been trying to express to you how hurt I am and you don't even care! You're so emotionless while I'm left to feel everything!"

Your blood started to run hot as you saw a smirk form on Taehyun's face. Taehyun sneered at you, letting out a sardonic chuckle. You knew he never took you seriously. But you never knew the extent of it, until now.

"Are you laughing at me?" Your voice now quiet.

"Yeah I am. This is ridiculous y/n! I told you I had practice later than expected and you can't take that as an answer."

And even still, everything you said went over Taehyun's head. It wasn't that you couldn't take it as an answer. It was because you've taken it as an answer too many times.

"You always say that Taehyun. And I accept it every single time even though it hurts me. But what hurts me the most is how nonchalant you are about it! You don't even care that you had practice late! You don't even care that I was waiting at the restaurant by myself looking stupid for an hour! I even went out of my way to buy a brand new dress just for tonight and you don't fucking care! If you cared, I wouldn't always have to beg you to tell me how you're feeling or get any sort of comfort out of you!"

"Then why are you still with me?"

And that was when your heart shattered. You looked at him for a moment, trying to find any remorse in his empty expression. All you wanted was for him to comfort you. All you wanted was for him to finally open up to you. But there was no attempt to fight for you. And you knew there was no hope in trying to hold on.

"I don't know." Was all you could say. It felt like your chest was ripping open. You had given the man in front of you your all. All of your love had been poured into him while you got nothing in return. "I shouldn't have to beg to be loved Taehyun."

Taehyun continued to stare at you. You still could not read him. And you knew you were never going to be able to. So it was time you admitted defeat. Without saying another word, you turned around and headed upstairs.

You went straight to Taehyun's bedroom to start packing the things you had left at his place. Only now, you felt they were just a big waste of space.

You started going around the room, gathering your things one by one and throwing them into a duffle bag. You didn't care about knocking things over. You didn't care about making a mess. You just wanted to get out of there as soon as you could.

You made your way over to 'your' side of the bed, where various items of yours had made a home for themselves on the nigthstand. You swept everything into the bag at once with your arm, dropping a few things here and there. You wiped tears from your face as you kneeled down, frantically trying to pick everything up. You filled your lungs with as much air as you could, trying your hardest not to burst into tears again.

Suddenly, you heard the door crack open. You knew who it was and it took every ounce of your strength to ignore him. Your shaking hands continued to attempt to pick up everything that had fallen.

"Y/N, what are you doing?"

Your stomach turned, creating a nauseating feeling within you. You kept your head down, trying to not look at him.

"I'm packing. What does it look like I'm doing you fucking robot."

"Y/N, Stop packing.. please."

The sound of panic was pronounced in his voice causing you to come to a halt. Your eyes stayed glued to your bag, refusing to look at him despite his unfamiliar tone. 

"Why should I stop? You're the one who suggested I leave you. So that's what I'm doing."

"Just... stop... please Y/N."

You finally looked at him. There he was standing by the door, hands wrapped around the back of his neck as he watched you anxiously. His eyes were wide and full of panic. You couldn't help but feel a little guilty in that moment, seeing him like you've never seen him before.

You had to admit, you felt bad for him. You never meant to make him react like this. But on the other hand, you were angry. Angry that it took you leaving him to make him show any emotion at all. And that anger within you was just a little bit stronger.

You looked back down at the bag in your hand. It took everything you had to put the last of your things in the bag. Standing up, you tried your best to avoid eye contact with Taehyun who had already closed the door, now standing guard of it.

"Please move Taehyun."

"No."

Your heart was beating fast. There he was, attempting to fight for you in some way, shape or form. But you knew settling for this wouldn't be good for either of you. 

"Taehyun, I'm leaving. You need to move and let me through."

Taehyun kept his eyes locked on you as he hesitantly took a step to the side. 'Well that didn't last long.' You felt conflicted in this moment. You told him to move but why did your heart sink when he actually moved?

As you were about to reach for the knob, you felt your bag being pulled out of your grasp.

"What the fuck are yo-"

Before you could finish your sentence, you were shoved up against the door, both of your hands being pinned on either side of you. You struggled to get out of Taehyun's grip until your eyes inevitably met his. He stared down at you with a dark and narrow gaze. His jaw was clenched, face red with anger. Also an emotion you've never seen from him. You began to sweat, experiencing a side of him you've never seen before.

"Taehyun.. please.. let me go." You managed to breath out.

Taehyun inched closer to you. His chest now pressing against yours. He slowly leaned down to meet his lips with your ear as he tightened his grip on your wrists.

"You're not going anywhere."

His hot breath against your ear sent goosebumps throughout your body. You swallowed hard as you shut your eyes for a brief moment, taking in the sweet sensation of his lips softly grazing against your skin.

You twisted your wrists at one more attempt of escaping until you felt his breath flow down your neck. Your knees buckled underneath you and for a moment, you were actually relieved Taehyun had a hold of you. You couldn't believe how weak you were for him. Taehyun roughly connected his wet lips with your neck and it took everything you had not to moan out his name. You held your bottom lip between your teeth as he took his time placing harsh, opened mouthed kisses along the side of your neck. The feeling mixed between pain and pleasure as he ended each kiss with a harsh pull of your skin.

"Taehyun.." His name finally escaping your lips. You breathed out as he continued to savor the taste of your neck.

You squirmed underneath him, the tingling sensation traveling from your neck to your core. The unfamiliar feeling enveloped you as you tried your best to keep your strength. But you knew this was a battle you would not win.

"First you wanted to leave me.." you shivered at the sudden vibration of his voice against you. You felt Taehyun trail his tongue up your neck. He kissed around the shell of your ear before continuing his sentence. "Now you're moaning my name before I've even fucked you."

Taehyun then pulled back to get a good look at you. You gazed up at him with heavy lids, mind now clouded with only him. Everything that had happened leading up to this moment had completely left your mind.

"Now tell me what you really want princess. Do you want to leave.." He slowly dragged his finger up your body, caressing every curve until he got to your neck. He wrapped his hand firmly around your throat, earning a gasp as you briefly lost your breath. "Or do you want to be a good little slut for me?"

You couldn't speak. His manipulation tactics were something you could see right through. But that did not mean they didn't work.

"What's wrong? Hm? Bitch can't speak?" He tightened the grip around your throat just enough for your mouth to open even wider for his admiration. "You sure knew how to use that pretty little mouth earlier."

You felt the hold he had on you. You were hearing the words that were coming out of his mouth. You saw the rage in his eyes. The thought of not knowing what he was going to do to you was enough to make you tremble. And yet, you still felt a sense of security within this new side of him. And you couldn't lie, you loved it.

You were suddenly gasping for air as you felt Taehyun release his grip on you. He took a step back, disconnecting himself from you. Suddenly, you felt empty. A fire ingnited within you, frustrated that Taehyun had riled you up for nothing.

"Why.. Why did you.." You couldn't even finish your sentence. Your body was weak. Your voice raspy.

"Stop? You need to tell me."

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me I can ruin you."

All feeling in your legs dissipated. His deep voice echoed through your body, awakening a deep desire you had failed to realize you had before.

"Taehyun.. please.."

The end of Taehyun's lip tugged up, knowing the effect he had on you. He took a step towards you, towering over you as he kept his dark gaze locked on yours. You gazed back up at him with a pleading look in your eyes. The tension growing stronger by the second. 

He inched closer, you could feel the warmth of his lips radiating onto yours. Your lips trembled, begging to be kissed by his.

"Please what?" His voice now soft yet still filled with so much desire.

You found your arms wrapping around him. His body felt hot under your touch as his arms stayed by his side, refusing to touch you until he has your permission. Your hand slowly traveled to the nape of his neck, caressing it softly as you saw him flutter his eyes for a moment. You pulled him even closer to you, his lips now brushing against yours.

"Please ruin me."

All hesitation faded from you as you pulled him fully into you, connecting his lips with yours. He wasted no time in returning the kiss, devouring you as he pushed you further against the door. His arm glided down your back, pulling you as close to him as possible. He pulled away for a moment, leaving you breathless as he tugged at your bottom lip.

Taehyun slid his hands down, taking a hold of your ass as he grinded into you. You could feel his erection pressing against you and you wanted nothing more than for it to be inside you. His hands made their way to the back of your thighs, swiftly pulling them around his waist. You wrapped your arms securely around his neck, holding onto him as your tongues swirled together.

It wasn't long until you felt your back hit the mattress. You let out a whine, missing the feel of his lips on yours. Taehyun stood over you, watching as your body squirmed, withdrawing from his touch.

"How bad do you want me to touch you?" He traced small circles along your stomach, teasing you every time he made his way lower.

"Really bad Taehyun.. So bad.."

"Mmm, that's what I like to hear."

He began to play with the hem of your dress, pulling it up to expose your panties. He let out a pleased sigh, seeing the wet spot that had quickly formed on your pretty underwear.

He smirked at the way you instinctively opened your legs the second he touched your skin. He slowly started caressing your bare thighs, his thumbs brushing around the inner lining of your panties. Each stroke of his hands causing you to tremble.

His hands slowly made their way up, grabbing a hold of your underwear and gently pulling them down. He took his time, savoring the way you shivered, feeling the way the cooler air hit your now exposed pussy. He pulled your panties completely off of you, throwing them who knows where. His eyes were only on you and the way your pussy glistened in front of him.

"Shit baby.. look at you." You cooed at the way he called you baby, a nickname you've been craving for a while now. Taehyun watched as your chest heaved up and down, growing impatient at the way he took his time. "You're so fucking wet and we aren't even halfway done. So fucking pathetic."

His voice sounded sweet but his words were like daggers that carved into you in the best way possible.

"Please do something Taehyun.. please"

Yeah, he was right. You did sound pathetic. But there was nothing more you needed than for him to ravish you.

"Be patient my love. Consider this punishment for your behavior before."

Your body shivered as you felt the warmth of his breath slowly approach your core. His lips just inches away from finally giving you the pleasure you craved. He lightly grazed the tip of his tongue up your clit. You sucked in a sharp breath as you bucked your hips, pleading for more. He followed with another lick, this time with more passion. You couldn't help but reach down and tangle your fingers in his soft locks.

He let out a low groan, loving the way you pushed him closer as he sucked on your clit. You glanced down at him, locking eyes with him as he was already watching the way you reacted to his every move.

"Baby you taste so fucking good.."

Moans were flooding out of your mouth, repeating his name over and over again as the sensation became more intense. You were practically suffocating Taehyun at this point with the way you wrapped your legs around his neck. He grabbed onto your thighs, squeezing them as he continued to flatten his tongue along your folds.

With the way you were moving your hips, he could tell you were close. The fire in your core grew as did the tension in your abdomen feeling every vibration of his groans.

"Ahh.. Taehyun.. I'm gonna cum.." Your words came out as whines as you rocked your pussy against his tongue.

You were about to come undone when Taehyun suddenly drew back.

"Ahh! Fuck Taehyun! What the hell!?" You cried out, needing the release more than anything. Taehyun then stood up, leaning over you as tears were falling down your face.

"Don't worry baby, you'll be able to cum soon."

He wiped a few tears off your face before proceeding to unbuckle his belt. He then pulled his pants down along with his boxers, finally freeing his cock. You watched as he swiftly pulled his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned body.

"Take your clothes off and lay down on the bed. Now." Taehyun demanded. You instantly sat up at his command, unzipping the back of your dress and quickly taking it off. Taehyun watched as you unhooked your bra and threw it on the ground. He licked his lips at the way you crawled up the bed, laying your head down on the pillow per his order. You felt your face heat up. You couldn't help but feel a little shy, covering your body with your arms.

Taehyun got onto the bed, making his way up to you, not breaking eye contact for a second.

"Good girl.. but.." He gently pulled your arms off your body, laying them down at your sides. "Don't cover your beautiful body."

He grabbed both your legs and laid them over his shoulders. You watched in anticipation as he started stroking his cock, precum dripping out of the tip.

The tight feeling in your stomach returned as he began to stroke your slick folds with the tip of his cock, just barely pushing the tip in each time he slid down to your entrance.

"Taehyun.. Please just fuck me."

"Shh.. Let me take my time. I have some things to make up to you."

He then aligned himself at your entrance, finally sliding into you. You let out a long moan, feeling him stretch you out so perfectly. Your walls clenching around him, earning a hiss from him.

"F-fuck.. you feel so good."

He slowly started to move in and out of you, picking up the pace with each thrust. He looked down and watched the way he disappeared inside of you, loving the way you fit around him so perfectly.

Your pretty little moans were music to his ears and he couldn't get enough. He now hovered over you, keeping your legs over his shoulders as he rocked his hips harder into you, hitting your cervix just right. You felt like you could explode right then and there with the way he used your body.

"Baby you take my cock so good." He placed kisses along your forehead, comforting you from any pain you might have been feeling. You wrapped your arms around his torso, digging your nails into his back causing him to go even faster.

"It feels so good Taehyun.."

He kissed you once more, swallowing your moans. This time with passion unlike anything you've experienced before. He pressed your knees into your chest, hitting a spot you never knew was possible. You squeezed your eyes shut, drowning in total ecstasy. You didn't know whether to grip the sheets or Taehyun's strong arms as he pounded into you. Taehyun spewed low groans repeatedly as he continued to plunge inside of you.

"Fuckk.. baby you're so wet." Taehyun hissed, hearing the sounds your pussy made with each thrust.

"All.. for you.."

Taehyun let out a growl, hearing the words and moans that flooded out of your mouth. He pried one of your hands off the bedsheet, guiding it down to your clit.

"Rub yourself for me baby.."

You did as you were told, eagerly massaging your clit in a circular motion. Taehyun's hand made its way back up to your throat, this time gripping it just enough to keep your gaze aligned with his. You looked into his dark eyes, tears running down your cheeks as your stomach started to tighten. The pressure in your abdomen growing immensely. You tried to push back on him, feeling the pressure becoming too much. But your attempts failed as Taehyun held you down, your reaction making him fuck you harder, forcing you to experience the intense, unfamiliar feeling.

"Tae-Taehyun.. It's too much.." You whimpered out, squirming under his dominance. But just when you thought he couldn't go any faster, he did, thrusting his hips up into you in a merciless rhythm.

"Baby you're doing soo good.. ahh f-fuck.. you're almost there I can feel it."

That was enough for you to completely lose yourself. You screamed out in ecstasy, dissolving in pleasure as you reached your high. He watched your every expression as he felt your walls pulsating around him, your fluids soaking him.

And hearing you scream his name as your release saturated his cock was enough for him to finally come undone.

"Shit shit shit.. I'm cumming y/n.."

Taehyun's hips stuttered as he emptied himself inside you. He slowed down his thrusts as he rode out his high, making sure every drop of his cum was deep inside you.

All movements then came to a stop. The two of you laid in silence, catching your breath and gazing into each other, slowly coming back to reality. Moments passed before the silence was broken. 

"I-I'm sorry.." Taehyun whispered out, swallowing hard. You saw his expression change, that panic look from earlier slowly returning to his eyes. He carefully slid out of you, leaving you empty and gently resting your weak legs on the bed. You could have sworn you saw a tear escape his eye before he turned away.

"Taehyun, are you okay?"

He embraced you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. Tears running from his eyes onto your shoulder.

"I'm sorry Y/N, I really am. I don't know what's wrong with me."

You weren't sure what to do since you had never seen him cry before. So you wrapped your arms around him, caressing his hair as he wept into you. Your heart ached for him.

"Taehyun, there's nothing wrong with you."

You rubbed his bare back, comforting him the best you could. Your fingers softly massaging the scratches you had left.

He placed soft pecks along the bruises on your neck.

"Does it hurt? I didn't want to hurt you."

You let out a soft chuckle.

"A little but... I actually liked it."

Taehyun met his gaze with yours once more, a slightly amused face peaking under his tear ridden cheeks. 

"I didn't know you were so kinky." He teased, relieving some of the tension between the two of you. 

A gentle smile formed on your face as you looked into his entrancing eyes. And there it was. A sparkle of emotion. The longing look you had been, well, longing for. A thousand words were laid out on his sleeve. There was no need for anything more. 

"But seriously though, I'm going to try harder to open up to you, okay? You deserve the best and I want to be that for you." 

You grabbed a hold of Taehyun's face, cupping his cheeks as it was now your turn to wipe some tears off his face. 

"I know."

He leaned down, placing a gentle but heartfelt kiss on your lips. You immediately reciprocated pulling him into a deeper kiss. 

The kiss quickly grew heated once more and it wasn't long before he was pushing himself back into you. Your body shuddered at the overstimulating feeling as he slowly thrusts into you. 

"Tae... fuck.. again?"

You moaned into his mouth, earning a low chuckle from him. 

"Oh baby, I told you I had a lot of making up to do.." He gently wrapped your legs around his waist, sinking his cock deeper into you. "I'm gonna be inside you all night."

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bodybag!

masterlist | 1k celebration

pairing: kang taehyun x gn!reader (slight park sunghoon x gn!reader)

genre: angst, fluff, college au, sort of academic rivals to lovers, tsundere!taehyun, jealous!taehyun

word count: 2.2k

warnings: none afaik, just taehyun being possessive

prompt(s): #33 — “i can’t pretend anymore.”, #34 — “you’re all i can think about”, #35 — “i am so very in love with you”, #36 — “it’s you. it’s always been you.” & #37 — “i cannot stand you, and yet, i cannot fathom being away from you.”

requested: “okok i wanna send in a request bcs this kind of drabble has been living in my brain and idk if anyone wrote smth like it before but anyway!! lines 33 through 37 would lowk be so good for a jealoustsundre!taehyun where he acts like he fr despises you, but he like overhears u talking abt going on a lil date he gets so upset and mad 🤭🤭 i lowk got this idea from that one video i dont remember where but taehyun held a drink and was talking to the camera and said like " got this for you but that doesnt mean i like you or anything" HES SO 🙏🙏” — anon

authors note: omg heyyy my first time writing for tyun i am so excited!! enemies 2 lovers again bc… yeah. anyways enjoy~~

SO FAR, YOUR JUNIOR YEAR OF UNIVERSITY was proving to be the worst year of your life. You were finally starting to take classes more specific to your major, which meant things were starting to become a lot more serious. You didn’t have time to work anymore, and even though you had spent the whole summer leading up to the start of the semester working two jobs to have enough money for tuition, you were still barely managing to scrape by. 

Worst of all, though, was Kang Taehyun. 

Kang Taehyun was the bane of your existence. You had first met as freshmen at your university, in the same philosophy course, and you had immediately despised him--or rather, he despised you, and your hatred was just reactionary. It didn’t really matter, though, all that mattered was that he was a menace that made your life ten times harder than it needed to be. 

After that semester, you thought you’d never have to see him again. But, of course, fate had different plans for you. It turned out, Taehyun was pursuing the same major as you, which put you in multiple of the same classes by the time your junior year rolled around. By that point, it had been nearly two years since your last encounter, so you’d hoped he’d grown just a little bit since then. But, of course, he hadn’t.

Kang Taehyun had a vendetta against you that he wasn’t quite ready to let go of. 

Your last class of the day had finally let out, which meant it was time for you to head to the library. The night before, you had stayed up late pulling an all-nighter, and you really were not looking forward to another afternoon filled with studying, but if you wanted to make this deadline, you had no choice. 

With a sigh, you stood up from your seat, and were overcome with dread when you recognized a head of pink hair approaching you. “Not today, Taehyun. I am not in the mood.” You grumbled as you stuffed your laptop into your backpack, purposefully making sure not to even glance in his direction. 

“Yeah, obviously. You have a late night or something? It looked like you could barely stay awake the whole lecture.” He laughed at you, and now you finally looked over at him with narrowed eyes. “Jesus! You look like you just stepped off the set of The Walking Dead!” He exclaimed. 

Horror overcame you, as you realized just how bad your dark circles probably looked. “Shut up! I don’t look that bad!” You snapped at him, zipping your backpack shut so aggressively the zipper nearly broke off. “Even if I did, though, this is the face of someone who’s about to get an A on our midterm paper. So, ha.” 

Taehyun rolled his eyes, trailing after you as you exited the lecture hall. “Please. When I got Kai to review my paper, he said it, and I quote, ‘brought tears to his eyes’. It was that good. And I don’t look half as shitty as you do.” 

He was right. He didn’t look shitty at all. In fact, that was the most infuriating thing about Kang Taehyun. Even though he had shown time and time again that he had an ugly personality, his physical appearance was the opposite. Everything about Taehyun was perfect. His recently dyed hair, that was so fluffy atop his head it was reminiscent of cotton candy. His dark brown eyes that were simultaneously adorable as well as mysterious and inviting. You knew he worked out, he talked about it all the time, and it really showed. You hated him for being such a repulsive human inside of such an attractive body that must have been crafted by the gods themselves. 

“Probably because staring at his laptop screen and trying to decipher whatever bullshit you were spewing dried out his eyes.” You suggested. As you walked, you felt a yawn bubbling in the back of your throat, and as hard as you tried to suppress it, you were unsuccessful. 

“How late did you stay up last night? Really?” Taehyun asked, raising an eyebrow at you. For a brief second, you thought you saw a flash of something different, a flash of something human in his pretty brown eyes… But, you shook your head, positive that you had been imagining it, and sure enough, it disappeared.

“That’s none of your business.” You were quick to snap, quickening your pace in hopes of getting away from him. Instead, though, you ran straight into someone else, and knocked a couple of textbooks they were carrying onto the ground. 

“Oh no! I’m so sorry!” You immediately started apologizing, bending your knees so you could start to pick up the books. When you glanced forward, you felt your cheeks redden as you realized you had bumped into the Park Sunghoon, and the Park Sunghoon was looking at you with wide eyes. 

Park Sunghoon was, like, the star of your campus. He was the captain of the school’s extremely famous ice hockey team, which made him basically a celebrity on your campus. That combined with the fact that he had a face only someone blessed by Aphrodite herself could wield. So, for that perfect face to be just inches from your own right now has your stomach doing somersaults. 

“Oh. Hi, Y/N.” Sunghoon greeted you, and as the two of you finally stood, you blinked at him. 

“You—how—my name?” You stuttered out, staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. 

He furrowed his eyebrows together. “We had a class together last year, remember? You always sat in the row in front of me.” 

You slowly nodded. “Oh. Yeah. I’m surprised you remember that.” 

“How could I forget? You know, I always thought you were really pretty, Y/N.” He smiled at you, revealing his fang-like teeth, and you swore your heart stopped. 

There was loud coughing behind you, and when you glanced over your shoulder you were surprised to see Taehyun was still standing there. He was watching your interaction with Sunghoon with narrowed eyes, like he was contemplating murdering the ice hockey captain. You wondered if they had some kind of rivalry with one another, or maybe he was just irritated by him for the same reason he was irritated by you: just because.

You jerked your head to the side, trying to gesture for him to get out of there, but he stood in his place and looked as though he had no intentions of leaving. 

Deciding to ignore him, you looked back to Sunghoon, and flashed him a shy smile. “Really? You do?” You asked, batting your eyelashes at him. 

He nodded. “Yeah, really. Um, I’ve gotta go, but if you wanna get coffee sometime…” His voice trailed off, as he pulled a marker out of his backpack. You thought your heart was going to literally beat out of your chest when he uncapped the marker and started writing on your wrist. “There’s my number.” He grinned at you, and you watched in awe as he backed up and walked away. 

Once he was out of earshot, you turned around to face Taehyun, a big smirk befalling your lips. “I guess Park Sunghoon is into The Walking Dead!” You announced triumphantly, like you had just beat him in a game of sorts. 

He didn’t react, though, still wearing the same, ticked off expression from earlier. 

“What? What’s your problem?” You furrowed your eyebrows, and suddenly he snatched up the same wrist Sunghoon had just written on. “Hey! What the hell?”

“I need to talk to you.” He said in a low voice. 

“Then let go of me and let’s talk!” You hissed, trying to break free of his grip, but he wouldn’t let go.

He shook his head. “Not here. Follow me.” Unfortunately, he didn’t give you much of a choice, as he started dragging you through the great big hallway of bustling students. Eventually, he found an empty classroom and pulled you inside, shutting the door behind the both of you.

Finally, he let go of you, and you immediately stepped away from him, reaching up to rub your sore wrist. “What the hell was that, Taehyun?!” You demanded, practically spitting in his face. 

“I told you. I need to talk to you.” He repeated himself.

You rolled your eyes. “So then talk! I have places to be, I don’t have time for this!”

“Oh, like coffee with Park Sunghoon?” He spat, his voice laced with venom. 

“Maybe! Doesn’t matter, because who I hang out with is none of your business!” You jabbed a finger, and he once again caught hold of your wrist, holding you in place. 

“Listen to me, Y/N. I’m only going to say this once.” He warned you, and although you wanted so badly to fight him and get out of that stupid classroom, you were also desperate to hear what he had to say. He let out what sounded like a sigh of defeat, and he hung his head loose in front of you. He mumbled something unintelligible, and you raised an eyebrow. 

“What did you say?”

“I said I can’t pretend anymore!” He exclaimed, and the sudden outburst caught you off guard as you took a step back. 

“What do you mean…?” You asked quietly, but there was a small part of you who knew the answer to your own question already. 

He let go of your wrist, reaching up to run a hand through his strawberry colored hair. “You know, Y/N… I can’t stand you. And yet…”

“Yet…?”

“I can’t… I can’t fathom being away from you.” His pretty brown eyes finally gazed up to meet your own, and you realized his face had become almost as pink as his hair. Your own cheeks started to heat up at the sudden confession. “Ever since our first class together, you’re all I can think about. Y/N…”

He took a step closer, and you didn’t know why you didn’t back away. Instead you stood still, allowing him to gently take your hands into his own. “As much as it pains me to admit it… I am so very in love with you.” 

You blinked at him. “Y-You are?” You whispered, and he nodded. Kang Taehyun, the pretty boy who had been tormenting you in your classes, who you swore you hated, was in love with you?! It sounded made up. And yet… It made a lot of things start to make sense. 

“Which is why you can’t go out with some idiot like Park Sunghoon.” He pressed.

You frowned. “He’s not an idiot!” You snapped at him, finally gaining the sense to pull your hands from his. “And--And you can’t just spring this confession onto me! You’re probably just trying to distract me because midterms are happening, and--and you want to be the top of the class!”

He rolled his eyes. “No, Y/N, I don’t--”

“Yeah! And you’re just going to--to pretend you love me, and then get me to realize my own feelings, and then right when I start to fall for you, you’ll rip my heart out of my chest, and--” 

Before you could finish your ramblings, Taehyun was cupping your face and connecting his lips to your own. You let out a soft gasp in surprise, frozen for a moment, because Kang freaking Taehyun was kissing you. This was absolutely not what was supposed to happen! But… Something about it felt so right. It was like your body had a mind of its own as you relaxed under his touch, kissing him back with as much passion as he had offered you. 

He pushed you forward until you stumbled back onto one of the desks set up in the classroom, and you gasped again when his hands slid under your thighs to lift you up onto it. Your fingers laced themselves in his pink hair, which was surprisingly soft for having been recently dyed. He was kissing you hungrily, like you were his first meal in days, and he couldn’t get enough of you. 

He was kissing you like he was in love with you. 

After what felt like an eternity, he was forced to pull away from the kiss to catch his breath, and you found yourself chasing after his lips. He smiled down at you, and you felt his fingers brush against your cheek as he gently tucked a loose strand of your hair away. 

“I’m not lying to you, Y/N. This isn’t some cruel trick to make you fail. It’s you. It’s always been  you.” 

You smiled. “You really mean it?” He nodded. “Hmm… I’m not sure I believe you… I think I’m going to give Sunghoon a call…” You lifted your wrist to look at the numbers, unsurprised to see the ink had smeared after Taehyun dragged you into the room.

The color drained from his face. “What? Are you serious? I confess my love, and--and you’re going to call Sunghoon?!” He stared at you in disbelief. 

You tried your best to keep a poker face, but were unable to fight back the laughter for very long. “I’m joking, idiot! Holy shit, you should have seen your face!” You began to cackle loudly, but Taehyun was quick to shut you up with another kiss. 

Maybe the rest of the year wouldn’t be so bad after all.

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hi! can i request uhmm.. taehyun smut fucking you hard in their dorms 🥱

omg omg omg

okay,, Absolutely losing my shit over this ask I have been WAITING. My full power has been awoken.

warnings!: rough sex, taehyun is mean >:((( but in a good way :3, slight voyeurism (more like a tease-what if), like three different positions but they happen seamlessly, reader is dick whipped but that's okay bc taehyun is pussy whipped, also taehyun and his arms,, just,, arms,, ARMS,,

word count: 1.1k

smut below the tab MINORS DNI !!!!!

Taehyun was the love of your life as you were to him.

He loved to bring out sides of you that only he got to see. You loved that he was comfortable enough with you to do the same.

“Taehyun,” you whimper.

“Shh,” he scolds.

He reaches under your hips to grab onto you more sturdy. With a sinful roll of his hips, his cock delves deeper into your soaking pussy.

“Babe..” you gasp, throwing your head back on the pillow.

Taehyun loved hearing the noises you made when he fucked you. It was probably his favorite part about sex with you. 

But, you were in the dorms and two of his members were right outside playing on the game system they’d just bought.

“Baby, you gotta be quiet,” he pleads- he didn’t want to stop fucking you but if you didn’t quiet down..

“Harder,” you reach to his thighs, squeezing.

Your pussy clenches around Taehyun and he inhales through his nose. Shakily, he breathes out, hooking his arms around your waist. You moan again as he picks you up, situating you on his lap.

“If you want me to keep fucking this tight little pussy, you need to be quiet,” he reminds, whispering in your ear, “Can you do that for me?”

You wrap your arms around his neck and shoulders, nodding silently.

“Good girl,” he praises, one hand on your lower back as the other grips your waist.

You pull your lips into a tight line and hide your face in his collarbone as he jerks his hips into yours.

“Oh, fuck-”

“Shh!” Taehyun scolds once more.

Your toes curl as Taehyun grinds into you, your clit being rubbed in the midst of his motions.

“I’m beginning to think you want Kai and Yeonjun-hyung to hear you,” he pinches your butt playfully, snapping his cock into you again.

“No.. No..” you deny.

“Yeah? I don’t believe that.”

“If- oh, God.. If they hear then you’d stop. I don’t- oh! Want you to..” you pause head lolling to the side, “Don’t want you to stop.”

“Who said I’d stop?” he challenges.

“Taehyun-”

“What if I just fuck you until they come in here because you’re screaming and they’re worried, huh? What if that door opens and they see you like this? All spread out and needy for my dick.”

“Taehyun,” you try again, fingernails digging into his back.

“You could put on a show for them. I’ll just lay down and let you fuck yourself on my dick like the needy cock-slut you are.”

As if you could do it now, you try bouncing on his lap, anything to make his words become a reality.

“So dirty minded,” he teases.

Your breath hitches as he pounds into you a couple times then abruptly stops.

“No.. Taehyun,” you beg, trying to grind down on him.

“Lay down, baby,” he pats your butt.

You all but free fall onto the bed. Taehyun chuckles at your hasty nature.

“I didn’t say on your back,” he mutters, grabbing you and flipping you onto your stomach.

He wasn’t even back in you yet and your eyes rolled back, moaning at the tone of his voice. Taehyun knocks your legs open, one hand on your hip as the other lands on the bed near your head. You whine, incoherently begging him to hurry.

It takes him a few teasing second before he finally places the tip of his cock at your pussy lips. You hum, wriggling back into him until you realize you can’t because of how he’s holding you down.

“Patience, pretty,” he tsks.

You rest your head on the mattress as he slides his dick through your lips, tip meeting your clit snug against the bed. The feeling was so different, so foreign. You were obsessed.

Your mouth falls open on instinct, no noise escaping from the sheer pleasure. Your hand finds the pillow and your fingers dig into the material.

Taehyun didn’t trust your open mouth.

He eases closer, his hand on the mattress snaking around you as his hand meets your mouth. You moan into his skin as he covers your mouth.

Without a warning, he snaps his hips- cock flying into your cunt with one strong motion that makes you squeal into his palm.

“Fuck,” he curses, tightening the hold around your mouth.

You cry into his hand, bucking your hips back to try and get him to move. He doesn’t even bother teasing you anymore because this position was doing something to him.

Taehyun’s chest meets your back and he situates his elbow to rest on the mattress. His arm was covering you around the front, hand still firmly muffling your cries as his other hand grabs your hip tighter to bring you back to meet his thrusts.

“Think I can fuck you however I want now,” he comments.

Your hair falls into your eyes as he nuzzles his nose into your temple, kissing your cheek.

Weakly, your arm reaches to grip his bicep that was around you and you whimper at the feeling off his arm muscles bulging.

Taehyun smiles slyly before he flicks his hair out of his own eyes and leans up just enough to jackhammer his cock into you. Tears built in your eyes until you couldn’t take the pleasure and they fell.

“So good, baby,” he praises, “So tight. So warm.”

You mumble into his palm, eyes widening as you slap his bicep a couple times until your nails dig into his skin there, too.

“You close,” Taehyun suspects.

Your head nods frantically, body jerking in pleasure and from the motion of his thrusts.

“Come on,” he urges, “Cum for me, baby. Fucking soak this dick. Take it.”

Unknowingly, you bite into his hand, eyes clenching shut as your orgasm washes over you. Taehyun praises you, still fucking you through the spell he casted on you even though you couldn’t hear a word he said from the ringing in your ears.

It isn’t until he says something about ‘me, too’ that you come down enough to hear his voice. But, then, he’s cumming in the condom, thrusting as deep as he could as his own high hits. 

You could just barely feel his cock swell and the feeling makes another high hit- your second orgasm hitting only seconds after the first.

“Oh, shit,” Taehyun chuckles, “Damn, baby. Was it that good? You came twice.”

Finally, his hand drops from your mouth as you take a sharp inhale before collapsing against the mattress. Taehyun slides in and out of you a couple more times to stretch out both of our highs until you whimper in overstimulation.

He pulls out, rolling the condom off and tying it to throw into the trash can beside the bed. Exhausted, he falls to his back to lay beside you. You were still on your front, trembling from the pleasure.

“You..” you pant.

“What, baby?” he asks, pulling you into his chest, “You okay?”

“You.. Take me to.. another fucking world, Kang Taehyun.”

Taehyun grins, placing his fingertips to your chin and pulling your gaze to him.

“You do the same to me, my love,” he assures.

You smile tiredly and Taehyun knocks his nose into yours before kissing you sweetly.

#txt smut #kang taehyun smut #taehyun smut #taehyun imagine #taehun x reader #siri play ts 'question...?'

[noramoons]

seasons (waiting on you).

pairing: yeonjun x reader, (eventual) taehyun x reader

genre: college au, angst, slight fluff at the end

rating: T/13+

word count: 16.5k (i am so sorry)

warnings: explicit language, one (1) mention of alcohol, descriptions of a breakup, depression and anxiety depictions, mentions of harmful behaviors and thoughts, just so many post-breakup emotions being described for way too long BUT angst with a happy ending :)

summary: when your high school sweetheart choi yeonjun is off to grad school, you aren’t too worried about how your relationship will last—but your favorite coworker, kang taehyun, is.

OR:

a study in the seasons of loving and losing choi yeonjun—and how you put yourself back together afterwards.

playlist: telepath - conan grey, let you break my heart again - laufey, back 2 u (A.M. 01:27) - nct 127, i don’t know you anymore - eric nam, drive - ashton irwin, seasons (waiting on you) - future islands

I. PROLOGUE. 

Loving Yeonjun was like watching a meteor shower cross the sky. It was beautiful, and you considered yourself blessed to have been able to see it with your own eyes—but like everything else in life, it was inevitable that it had to end. 

And it ended too soon.

You still remember the day he transferred to your high school—everyone had practically stared as he walked down the hallway, beaming politely at the people at he passed on his way to his first class. He was like a celebrity almost instantly, and not just because he was a transfer student—Choi Yeonjun was beautiful, and jaw-droppingly so, at that. 

You ended up having two classes with him, to the mostly-pretend envy of your friends. They did all say that they would be far too nervous to even try to talk to someone like Choi Yeonjun, but you didn't feel that way. He was stunningly handsome, certainly—but he was still just a high schooler like you. You didn't feel intimidated by him in the same way that your friends clearly did. 

So one day you offered to help him with Mrs. Jung's pre-calculus homework—she was a notoriously difficult math teacher, but this was the second year you'd had her. You knew what to expect with her by that point. You didn't, however, know what to expect with your offer towards Yeonjun—it was just a passing remark you made at the end of class that you would be more than happy to give him some pointers on how to pass her quizzes if he ever needed them. Nothing too serious. 

But he'd looked up at you. Blinked. And then smiled, meeting your gaze with those soft bright eyes that practically made you melt right then and there in that classroom. "Thank you," he'd said, as genuine a thank you as you'd ever heard.  "I'd love that. Could I ask you for another favor, actually?" 

You weren't entirely sure what he was going to say next, but you nodded anyway, despite your gut telling you no. 

"Can you tell me some good places to eat here? My family just moved—you know that, obviously, but I'm getting kind of tired of takeout every single night. So if you have any recommendations that, um...aren't chain restaurants, I'd appreciate it a lot." He had laughed slightly nervously after that. 

Something fluttered within your chest. Oh. Choi Yeonjun, for all his good looks and charming attitude, was kind of awkward, too. 

It just made you melt even more. 

You did end up telling him the best local places to eat in your city, surprising yourself with your own bravery when you told him you wouldn't mind showing them to him yourself sometime—and he replied with that reassuring smile once again. "I'd love that, too," he'd said. 

You'd exchanged numbers, but you didn't really think anything would come of it—it was always possible that Yeonjun had just been polite, after all. He surprised you once again, though, with a text that weekend asking to meet him at the breakfast bar you had recommended. 

Just me? you'd asked. 

Yeonjun had responded within minutes. Just you. 

On Saturday, you stressed for nearly an hour over what to wear, trying on combination after combination of outfits. Everything you had was too old (there's a difference between vintage and gross). Too new (trying too hard, much?). Too short (what will he think of you?). Not short enough (did you time-travel in from the 1800s?). But eventually, you settled on something that was just slightly above casual wear and made your way to the restaurant to be ten minutes early.

Yeonjun was there before you, giving you a small wave when you pushed open the door to the restaurant. You'd thought someone as cool in appearance like him wouldn't be the kind of person to get somewhere super early, even earlier than you—bur Choi Yeonjun seemed to be the kind of person who just kept surprising you. His outward appearance that made nearly everyone you knew practically fall at his feet clearly wasn't all there was to him. 

You learned quite a bit more about Yeonjun that day, and you'd continue to learn more when he asked you to meet him for lunch again later that week. He wanted a dog, but the apartment he was living in with his family wouldn't allow it. He listened to just about every kind of music you'd ever heard. He was a good, genuine kind of listener, hanging on your every word whenever it was your turn to speak. It was a little detail, but you would've been lying if you said it hadn't made your heart beat faster every time you noticed it. 

It wasn't until the third outing that you finally gathered up the courage to ask him what had been on your mind since that very first invitation. "Yeonjun?" you asked, almost stuttering on his name as it passed your lips. Get it together. 

He looked up from his bowl of noodles. "Mmm-hmm?"

"Is this, um...is this a date?" 

He only hesitated for an instant. "Is that okay? I mean," he had started, trying to hold your gaze, "would you want it to be?"

You nodded, maybe too quickly. "I would."

The grin that instantly tugged the corners of his lips immediately melted any insecurities you'd had away. That was always what being around Yeonjun was like—he just set you at ease. 

You felt that same way a month later, when you'd agreed to meet him at an art museum downtown that you'd mentioned wanting to go to. He'd led you through the halls, warm hand in yours, gazing at the different paintings hung on the walls together—different expressions of love and hate and sorrow and every expression that man could expel into a paintbrush. 

Well—you had been staring at the medley of colors and brush strokes on the painting directly in front of you. Yeonjun, unbeknownst to you, hadn't taken his eyes off you since you'd walked into this particular room. "I have something to tell you," he'd said. "I...I don't like beating around the bush with these kinds of things."

You turned to face him at the sudden declaration. Your heart was pounding against your chest loud enough that you wondered if Yeonjun could hear it, but you swallowed down your nervousness and nodded. 

He took your silent reply as confirmation to keep going. "I like you," he said, never looking away from your eyes for an instant. "I want to keep going out with you, if that's something you want." 

You remember thinking that Yeonjun had to have been able to hear how loud your heart was from inside your chest—you'd never felt that kind of nervous excitement before in your life. Still, you managed to nod again, smiling softly at his words. "I'd really like that too, Yeonjun. Because I like you too." 

He'd beamed at you, looking at you like you were the only thing in the room, as if you were a piece of art to be marveled at despite the awe-inspiring works surrounding both of you—and you returned that grin as much as you could. 

And now you're here, years away from that day where you and Yeonjun had both confessed. It's like everything has fallen into place just like it was meant to. 

It's the longest relationship you've ever been in, not to mention the first long-term relationship you've ever had, and you've been fascinated by the way it has evolved. Seeing Yeonjun when you walk into a room doesn't fill you with nervous excitement anymore; rather, it calms you down, simply grounding you with his presence. You don't feel nervous about bringing your concerns to him, worried about what he might think about  you when you overanalyze the conversation afterwards—instead, you take comfort in the fact that he brings his concerns to you, too. He loves you. And you love him. 

You'd spent a year apart when he had graduated high school before you, but you'd promised with teary eyes as you helped him move into his college dormitory that you'd keep this going if that was what he wanted. "Don't, um...don't forget about me while you're having fun at college," you'd quipped in the parking lot right before you left. It was a joke (mostly), but Yeonjun had heard the worry in your voice. He'd smiled at you then, just like he had all those years ago. 

"Of course," he'd said, holding you tightly to his chest in an attempt to not betray any of his own worries about the next year. "You'll have to try a little harder to get rid of me, I hope you know." 

You did know—there was never any doubt in your mind that he loved you just as much as you loved him. Yeonjun had always kept his promises, and that year apart didn't change a thing. He made sure the two of you FaceTimed at least once a week, even during his exam seasons, and both of you always sent a goodnight, i love you text every day, even if it was the only thing you said to each other that day. You'd surprise him occasionally, making a trip up to his university to visit and spoil him all weekend, taking him wherever he wanted to eat, and he'd do the same to you on weekends he could come home. 

You had been so proud of both of you for keeping that relationship alive for the year you were apart, and Yeonjun was overjoyed when you told him you'd gotten into the university he was currently attending. It wasn't long before you were side-by-side every day once again, just like you'd been in high school, and you were still just as in love as you were back then. 

Yeonjun is remarkably smart—but you knew that already, knew it even when you offered to help him with pre-calculus back in high school. That's why it doesn't surprise you when he's able to graduate college early, on top of getting multiple grad school offers for his Master's degree. He takes you with him to tour the schools he's looking at, even though he knows you won't be there for a while—you're as much a part of his decision-making-process as he is. You'd waited for him in that interval before you'd gone to college—you can wait for him here, too.

Being with Yeonjun was like a dream, all of it. 

You suppose you had to wake up eventually.

II. FALL

It surprises you when those seeds of doubt begin to sow themselves in your mind. It's been three months since Yeonjun has left for grad school across the country, but you can count the number of times he's called to check on you on both hands. You know you aren't the same lovesick teenagers you were when he had gone off for college and left you for a year in high school, but you had thought that it wouldn't be that different.

But a good relationship is nothing without communication—you and Yeonjun haven't made it work this long without reminding each other occasionally to keep in touch. So you send him a quick text. 

< everything going okay? miss u <33

You don't have time to wait around for his reply, though—your shift at the university library starts in just under thirty minutes, so you decide you'd better go ahead and head that way.

Your coworkers are all lounging against the front desk when you clock in, clipping your nametag underneath your collar. "What's so funny?" you ask, tilting your head at their sudden giggling. 

Taehyun points towards the study corrals. "Kai's drooling." 

"I am not," Kai interrupts, frowning. "I..."

He trails off as a girl walks out of one of the study corrals, pulling her headphones out of her tote bag before placing them delicately over her ears, smiling softly as her music starts before she heads for the doors. 

You share a knowing glance with Taehyun, who smirks at you. He's been a close comfort as you've started university—you feel blessed to get along with all your coworkers, but Taehyun is someone you've meshed with practically right from the start. Your majors are in the same department, so you've had quite a bit of overlap with your required classes—you and Taehyun have already spent many a day off together back in the library, comparing notes and cramming for quizzes together. He's a much better note-taker than you, which is slightly aggravating, but your memory is better than his, so you usually remember class material better than he does. It's an unusual equivalent exchange between the two of you, but you're both pleased with how well it's worked so far. Not to mention how easy he is to spend time with—you swear your study sessions with Taehyun almost always feel like minutes instead of hours. It reminds you, sometimes, of how your first few dates with Yeonjun had gone (this, of course, is a thought you squash the moment it appears). 

"Oh, my God," Kai says, practically groaning even as you and Taehyun giggle at him. "She's so cute. What am I going to do?" 

Taehyun turns to you, smirking. "What do you think? Think he's got a chance?" 

You raise both your hands in mock self-defense. "Hey, this is all between Kai and that girl. Besides, I'd never date a coworker. Just gets too messy, you know?" 

Beomgyu pokes his head out from organizing the storage closet behind you. "Aren't you literally dating Yeonjun?"

You scoff. "I'll have you know I was dating Yeonjun long before he worked here. Or before I worked here, either." Yeonjun had only worked at the university library his first year, but he'd gotten along really well with Soobin, one of the managers, and putting in a good word for you certainly didn't hurt when you had told him you were looking for a job at the start of the school year.

Beomgyu makes a face. "Well. Shady application or not—you're reshelving the architecture textbooks upstairs since you're almost late." 

You aren't late, actually—you've clocked in five minutes early, but you don't quite have the energy for getting into a mostly-pretend argument with Beomgyu today. So you offer him a wink before grabbing a handful of architecture textbooks from the desk and heading upstairs to the art section. 

You pass several couples studying together on your way up to the third floor. Only a few are really studying, though—most have notebooks and laptops spread out, sure, but just about every other couple on a study date of their own is putting much more emphasis on the date part, rather than the study part. 

Not that you blame them at all—you and Yeonjun used to do the same thing. You remember plenty of study sessions where you'd gaze up from your computer to find Yeonjun taking a silly candid photo of you before you'd scoff, playfully begging him to delete it (which he would never do—you look too cute so focused like that, he'd say). But you always saw them later when he made them the lockscreen on his phone. 

You wonder what his lockscreen is now, you think absentmindedly as you haul several books onto one shelf. It's been months since you saw him or his phone. At that thought, you glance down at your own phone tucked into your jeans pocket to see if he's sent you any kind of response to your message earlier—but your notification screen is just as empty as it was the last time you checked. 

Those seeds of worry dig themselves deeper. 

But you tell yourself again not to worry. There's no point—you and Yeonjun have been through plenty together. You know you have no idea how busy and stressful graduate school must be, but you're sure you'll hear all about it the next time you see Yeonjun. 

It's the same thing you tell yourself when you get in your car to go back to your apartment once your shift ends, checking your phone once again to see an empty screen. 

And again tomorrow morning, when your notification screen is still blank (aside from the outdated memes Soobin is spamming your work groupchat with) on your way to class. 

There's no doubt about it now. Those seeds are planted. You're worried. 

But, as it turns out, only for a few hours—because you do finally, finally receive a reply from Yeonjun halfway through your shift at the library, your heart nearly pounding out of your chest in a way it hasn't in years when you finally see his name pop up at the top of your notifications. 

> hey! 

> can you talk soon? 

You look around the library. It's a Friday night—hardly anyone on campus is studying, but Soobin has still scheduled you, Taehyun, and Kai for tonight—you're practically over-staffed, so you're sure he won't mind if you step outside for a quick moment. 

You make your way towards the chemistry section, where Soobin is currently organizing some kind of midterms display. "Hi," you say, sweetly. 

He turns his head to face you, suspicion tugging at the corners of his eyes. "Hi," he repeats, slowly. "What's up?" 

"Mind if I step outside really quick? I have to make a call." 

Soobin narrows his eyes, and you know he's onto you. But he still gestures towards the door with his head before tapping on his wristwatch. "Just make it quick, alright?"

You nod way too quickly. "You got it," you say, beaming at him before practically dashing for the doors, pulling up Yeonjun's contact information on your phone and calling him immediately. 

He picks up on the third ring. "Hey," he starts.

"Hi," you respond, trying not to sound too terribly excited to hear his voice. "How's school going?"

He hums. "It's alright, I guess. You?" God, he sounds tired—you'll have to come up with something really nice to surprise him with the next time you see him. You're not sure what his favorite restaurants are in his new city, but you can ask around with his friends—you're sure he has plenty already. He's always been that way—that charm of his had certainly worked on you too, after all.

So you make a similar hum of agreement. "It's okay so far. I really miss you, Jjun." 

There's a strange pause after those words—as if you and Yeonjun had a script for your conversations, and he had lost his. You had fully expected him to return the sentiment, just like he always had before. Instead, you hear him take a breath. "Do you have time to talk, Y/N?"

The seeds of worry are back, digging themselves deeper and insisting on growing roots within your head. "Um...sure," you manage to get out, trying to ignore the sudden panic clawing at the bottom of your stomach. 

He sighs, and there's a long space of time before he continues. "...I really wish I could see you. You deserve this in person at least, you know? But...fuck, there's no easy way to do it, I guess. I—I don't think we should do this anymore. Us, I mean—I think we need to be done." 

You aren't sure if you heard him right. There's no, no way your Yeonjun just said...that. "...What?" you say, laughing nervously. "I'm sorry—are you saying we need a break?" 

Yeonjun clears his throat. "No," he says. "Not a break. I don't think that would be fair to either of us. I think we need to be done." 

Blindsided doesn't even begin to cover how you feel. You feel like Yeonjun has just dumped a bucket of ice water over your head through the phone. "Yeonjun—you're breaking up with me?" 

He takes a moment to reply. "Yeah, Y/N. I am. And I'm so, so sorry, I—"

"Over the phone?" you sputter, indignant tears blooming at the corners of your eyes. "You're ending a four and a half year relationship...over a phone call?" 

You can't see him, but you know the wince he's making, judging by the sound of the sigh that leaves his mouth. "I told you, I would've had to fly out to come see you—and I figured you probably wouldn't have let me stay the rest of the weekend at your place afterwards," he says, laughing awkwardly. "I'm too broke as it is these days anyway." 

You just can't believe what you're hearing. This is a nightmare. It has to be. "So...what?" you choke out, brushing back tears threatening to fall from the corners of your eyes. "Did I...do something?" 

"Oh, God, no," Yeonjun says hurriedly, and the concern in his voice is genuine. You know what that sounds like, at least. "Honestly. You didn't do anything, Y/N—it's my fault. I let this relationship grow static, and I let myself fall into a routine—and I just sort of stopped feeling the way I had before. I should have done this before, but I was too much of a coward, and I'm so, so sorry—I know it's a lot to ask of you, but I hope you can forgive me. Maybe we can be friends, one day." 

A long time passes before you answer. "One day," you repeat. "But not now." 

He lets out a short laugh. "I didn't think you'd want to be friends now." 

"I...fuck, Yeonjun," you say, nervous and shocked laughter escaping your throat. "I don't want this to be over at all. There's...there's no way this just came out of nowhere." 

He hums apprehensively. "I don't know what else I can say. It's the truth—I just let myself become bored with the relationship, and that's my fault. I should have tried harder a long time ago, and for that, I...I really am sorry." 

"I—I guess I just don't see why it isn't too late to try now," you stammer. "Why?"

"...Y/N, I don't want to try now, anymore," he whispers, and it's only then that you really get what he's been trying to tell you all along. He's done with you—whatever he felt for you all those years ago when you whispered your mutual confessions in that quiet art gallery, is gone. 

Yeonjun does not love you anymore. How you feel about him doesn't matter. 

It takes several uncomfortable beats of silence before you speak again. "Okay," you say, voice shaking. "Okay. I get it. G...goodbye, Yeonjun." 

He lets out a shaky sigh of his own. "Goodbye, Y/N. I'm so—"

But you hang up before he can say anything else. You don't want to hear another word from him now. You're trembling as you end the call, sliding your phone back into your back pocket. You're going home—there's no fucking way you can make it through the rest of your shift after this. You walk back inside as calmly as you can, sliding your nametag off your collar and placing it on the desk. 

Taehyun hasn't quite turned around to see you when you do so. "Oh, Y/N, you won't believe what Kai just sent—huh?" He frowns, finally noticing your nametag on the front counter. 

"Can you, um...can you tell Soobin when he gets back that I'm going home? I'll come early on Saturday, I'll do whatever he needs me to do to make up for this time, but I really need to go home." You absolutely cannot, under any circumstance, let them see you like this—especially not Taehyun, your favorite coworker. You don't think he'd ever let you hear the end of it. 

His eyebrows furrow in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," you say, way, way too quickly to be nothing. "I'm sick. I...I-I'll see you guys on Saturday, okay?" You turn around and walk towards the library doors as fast as you can, practically making a beeline for the doors—but you aren't fast enough to not hear the familiar sound of Taehyun unclipping his own nametag and slamming it on the desk behind you. 

"Kai, tell Soobin I'm feeling sick, too. I'll call Beomgyu to come cover for me for the rest of this shift." 

"You...what?" Kai practically splutters, leaning over the front counter to call after the both of you. "What the hell's wrong with you two?" 

You have to make it to the car. You can have the breakdown you so desperately need in there, but you are not going to sob your eyes out right outside the university library. 

Taehyun, however, apparently isn't going to let you do either. "Y/N," he says behind you once the two of you are outside, grabbing hold of your bicep. "What's going on? What's wrong? Please—just talk to me."

You shake your head. "Taehyun, please, I just need to go home. I'm going to have a fucking meltdown right on the street if you don't at least let me get to my car," you sputter, voice trembling as you try to keep the tears at bay. 

But Taehyun shakes his head too. "No. We can go in my car. You said you parked in the guest lot today because you were almost late. Remember?"

You do remember—and at this point, you don't care enough to argue with him. So you nod in agreement, following him into the lot in a walk that has to be the longest minute and a half of your life. Once you're in Taehyun's car, though, shutting the passenger door behind you, you can't fight the tears prickling at your eyes anymore. 

"Hey—hey, talk to me, Y/N. Please. What's going on?" 

You shake your head, burying your head in your hands to try to muffle your sobs. "He broke up with me, Tae," you manage to choke out, even though the verbal confirmation of what just happened just makes you cry harder. 

"He—what? The fuck? Yeonjun?" 

"Who else?" you snap back, voice shaking. "He said we've...grown apart since he moved away. That he doesn't love me anymore. But I still love him, Taehyun," you sniff, tears tracking down your face and slipping into your open mouth in what must be an absolute mess to behold. "What am I supposed to do?"

If Taehyun thinks you look a mess, though, he doesn't tell you. "Fuck...Y/N, I'm so, so sorry," he starts, gently. "I know that doesn't mean anything—but I really am."

You shake your head. "No. It does mean something." 

He gestures towards his backseat. "If you want to beat up my backseats, go for it. I've done that after a few shitty shifts before—it can be pretty cathartic." 

But you just shake your head again, sniffling. "I just want to go home, Taehyun. Please." 

He just nods, turning the keys in the ignition before reaching into the center console in his car to grab an envelope of tissues, taking several and handing them to you. "In case you need these." 

You sniff again. "Thank you," you say, even though you know you're nowhere near done crying about this. 

You don't live too far from the university, so Taehyun's pulling into the parking lot of your apartment building before you know it. Your apartment is only on the second floor, and there's a set of stairs outside, so Taehyun is able to park almost right below your apartment. He turns to face you again. "This is you, right?" 

You nod. "Yes. Thank you, Tae." 

He glances for a moment at your door before looking back at you, worry etched on his features. "You want some time to yourself? I can come back tomorrow if you want me to check on you." 

Normally, you think, you'd say yes. You'd want to go finish crying by yourself and getting it all out of your system right before you force yourself to fall asleep—but you think about your apartment. You think about the hoodies in your closet, the pictures adorning your shelves, the stuffed animals on your bed—Yeonjun is everywhere in your apartment. You can't face these remainders of him alone.

So you shake your head. "No, I...um, can you come inside, please? You don't have to stay, I just don't know if I can—"

But Taehyun doesn't let you finish, turning off the car's ignition and opening his door, immediately walking around to open yours. Normally, you'd make some quip here about chivalry not being dead, but you can't find the energy within yourself to make anything of the sort. 

You make your way up the stairs before unlocking your door and making your way to your bedroom, trying to avoid the onslaught of photos of you and Yeonjun in the living room before collapsing onto your bed, covering your face in your pillows and sobbing the way you wanted to earlier. You hardly even notice Taehyun beside you, rubbing small circles on your back while you soak the pillowcase below you, chest heaving with hiccups in between sobs. 

You don't turn around to face him until you feel like you've emptied every tear in your eyes, now red and puffy as you catch your breath. 

Taehyun frowns at the state of you, finally moving his hand away from the small of your back. "Where are your washcloths?" he asks. 

What? "Um...o-on the rack beside the shower," you say, gesturing towards the bathroom in the hallway. 

You're perplexed when he leaves, even more so when you hear the sound of the sink running, but he's back in an instant with a wet cloth, sitting back down beside you on your bed. He hesitates for an instant. "For your cheeks," he says, tapping his own. "It'll feel better." 

Oh. "Thanks," you say, somewhat lamely, before taking the washcloth from his hands. It's warm, you realize, and he's right—it does feel nice on your tear-stained cheeks, especially under your now-puffy eyes—a gentle contrast to the sobs that had racked your entire body minutes ago. 

You set the washcloth down, looking back up at Taehyun, who offers you a reassuring smile—one you've seen plenty of times at the library, when one of you has messed up on organizing a section and had to endure a lecture from Soobin. It's not a bad expression to be on the receiving end of. "Come here," he says, opening his arms, and you let him pull you into his chest without a second thought. It's the first time you've hugged Taehyun, you think absentmindedly—but you suppose that doesn't matter. You're grateful to have him here with you now—you can't imagine how much worse you'd feel alone in your room now. 

He lets you hold onto him for as long as you need, only pulling away when you do. "Did you eat before work?" he asks softly. 

You shake your head. You'd planned on making something from your pantry after your shift, but the thought of getting up and being productive right now feels like a Herculean task. 

Taehyun must be able to see the exhaustion on your face, because he just nods. "That's okay," he says. "I'll order in." 

And he does. You spend the rest of the evening eating takeout from the Thai place down the street on your bed with Taehyun, who stays beside you and makes sure you have a nearly-full glass on your nightstand at all times, to make up for how you'd practically dehydrated yourself sobbing. And you do cry again in the middle of eating dinner, but Taehyun doesn't flinch—he just nestles you in his sturdy arms again until you don't have any tears left to cry. 

He does make a comment about leaving if you'd prefer sometime past midnight, but one look from you causes the rest of the sentence to die on his tongue, and he doesn't say another word about it. 

You wake up in the morning just before noon, and you feel only a single instant pang of panic before you see Taehyun's outstretched limbs on the couch in the living room, chest rising and falling evenly in sleep. You aren't sure when he got up to let you sleep on your own—you hardly even remember falling asleep, but the sight of him causes your heartbeat to even back out for a moment. 

That doesn't last long, though—it's only an instant before your barely-awake mind remembers what had caused him to spend the night in the first place, and you immediately feel that now-familiar twinge of sorrow in your chest. 

And it doesn't go away—no, that feeling hangs heavy in your chest. You know, then and there, that it's going to be a weight you'll carry around for a long time. 

III. WINTER.

You're right on all accounts. 

You never flat out tell the rest of your coworkers what happened between you and Yeonjun, but they must be able to read between the lines—all of them tiptoe around you for weeks. Even Soobin never teases you at work anymore, which you almost miss. You aren't a piece of glass, after all—but with the way that everyone treats you at work, you'd think you were. 

But maybe there's some truth to their treatment. Not a day goes by that you don't think about Yeonjun's words—that he'd basically just gotten bored with you. You know he'd said you hadn't done anything, but you had to have done something for that to occur, right? It didn't make any sense otherwise. 

You are proud of yourself when your track record for "crying over Yeonjun" goes from every day to once a week, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt. Just like the love you'd known from him had been something beautiful like you'd never experienced, you've never known anything as painful as this.

So much of your identity before had been being Yeonjun's partner. For Christ's sake, he was the whole reason you'd been able to get this job at the library in the first place—and now you have to distance yourself from that. You have to. You don't have another choice.

At one point, Beomgyu does suggest going out for drinks after work with Soobin. "Everyone's going," he adds gently, as if that will somehow be the thing to convince you to pull yourself out of your mental wallowing. "Won't be as fun without you, though." 

You force a smile across your lips. You do still remember how to do that, right? Smile? "I, um...I'll have to catch you guys next time. I'm busy that night." 

Beomgyu's eyes narrow. "I haven't told you what day we're going out yet, Y/N." 

You wince. "Beomgyu, I—I'm sorry. I really appreciate you trying, but I just don't think I'm there yet. I'm sorry."

He rolls his eyes a little at that. "I think this is exactly what you need right now, personally. We'll make sure you have fun, I promise. So much fun that you won't even think about old what's-his-name the entire night." 

You know good and well that Beomgyu remembers Yeonjun's name, and that he's practically putting on a show to convince you to go get drunk with him and Soobin and God knows who else—but you can't. Not yet. So you turn him down again, and this time he finally relents, taking the hint and leaving to sort through the returned books bin. Going out and getting drunk enough to forget Yeonjun probably is what you need right now—but you know you aren't there yet (Even admitting the 'yet'—the knowledge that you eventually will be at that point, whether you like it or not—is painful). Wanting to forget Yeonjun is accepting that what the two of you had is over, and truth be told, you aren't ready to do that. You're fully in denial—and you know it. 

But that doesn't mean you're in the right state of mind to do anything about it. For God's sake, you haven't even been able to go through the photo album of you and Yeonjun on your phone yet and delete a single photo. The scraps of sanity that still call out to you occasionally within your mind tell you that you need to delete those photos of the two of you, that seeing them later will just make you feel worse—but you can't. Any act of cementing the end of the relationship is still just nothing short of unthinkable to you. 

You're very much a prisoner of your own mind for the rest of the semester, whether or not you're willing to admit it, as you continue replaying Yeonjun's last words to you in your head, over and over. And over. And over. And over again. It's unhealthy—you know that. But you don't stop. You can't stop thinking about what you should have done differently to prevent this. Sure, he'd said you hadn't done anything, but that must have been a polite lie. Something must have happened. Had you been overbearing? Annoying? Had you changed, somehow? Had he? 

Your friends and coworkers all tread lightly around you for the first month or so after the breakup, checking on you occasionally and reminding you that everything will be alright eventually (a lie, you know). Beomgyu gives you the notes from your morning class whenever you skip. Kai covers for you when you call out of work. Soobin looks the other way when you take fifteen minute bathroom breaks (which usually end up with you crying in the stall) and doesn't say a word when you come back, eyes puffier than before. 

But that's exhausting to keep up with—you know that. Everyone becomes less forgiving around the middle of the semester—you still haven't gotten over that guy? What's wrong with you? You're still missing class and falling behind on assignments? Why can't you get a grip? No one says this out loud to you, of course, but you can pick up on the subtext—the implications between a shared glance between Beomgyu and Kai at work when you're almost late, between your friends when you tell them you have to finish an essay that was due yesterday—looks that pierce like a dagger to your stomach. Everyone is sick and tired of you.

Well—almost everyone. Kang Taehyun is a different story altogether. 

You fully expected him to behave like everyone else—why wouldn't he? The two of you were friends, and good friends, at that, before your life as you'd known it had imploded in on itself, but you wouldn't have considered him to be a best friend by any means. Maybe you had missed some kind of memo, though—because if the way he's treated you since Yeonjun broke up with you is any indicator, his feelings towards your friendship are not at all what you'd thought they were. 

Not a day goes by that you don't eat at least two meals a day, and that's because Taehyun is checking on you daily to make sure you've eaten. More than once, he's driven over to your house with food from his pantry to ensure there is something in your apartment to eat. He helps you stay on top of your schoolwork, too—hell, the only reason you even remember to do that essay at all is because Taehyun reminds you. And yet, these reminders never feel like a scolding, or like he's judging or chastising you—rather, it just feels like he's looking out for you. He's the only person looking out for you, you think—maybe even more so than yourself. 

Which is why it surprises you, one cold, melancholy November evening as the two of you walk home from class, when Taehyun suggests talking to Yeonjun again. 

Your eyes widen. "What?" 

Taehyun nods, shifting his shoulders as he adjusts his backpack. "Sure. I...I think it would be good for you to get more closure from the whole thing. That's what's keeping you so upset, isn't it? That you don't really get why he did it?" 

You suppose there's an element of truth to that. You certainly don't understand Yeonjun's actions—but the truth of the matter is that you aren't ready to let him go. You weren't three months ago when he called you, and you still aren't now. The ache in your chest that you've felt for so long hasn't subsided in the least—like a knife that only digs deeper every time you remember it's there. 

But you nod anyway. "Yeah, I...I guess that's part of it. But—I can't just text him, Taehyun. What the hell am I supposed to say? 'Hi Yeonjun! Miss you, hope you haven't been feeling the same soul-crushing loneliness that I have for the past three months?'"

Taehyun winces at that before turning to face forward again, gazing at the sidewalk ahead of you with a sigh. "Maybe not quite like that. But...I don't know. He said he wanted to be friends, right? I don't see why you couldn't at least try."

But you don't want to be friends with Yeonjun—that's been the problem. Not just friends. You want to let yourself love him again, to feel that kind of tenderness and contentment and perfect warmth like you've never felt from another person before. 

But that clearly is no longer an option on the table for you. What Taehyun is suggesting, however, might be. Maybe he's right. Something would be better than nothing with Yeonjun. Wouldn't it? 

This conversation is how you find yourself later that night with your phone on your bed in front of you, fingers shaking slightly over the keypad from the nervous weight you feel at the bottom of your stomach. You've already typed out the entire message. You should just send it. 

< hey, did you mean what you said about being friends? 

God, why are you so nervous? It's not like you don't know the man—for Christ's sake, you spent over four years of your life convinced that you knew just about everything there was to know about Yeonjun. You knew about his favorite flowers, the piercings he wanted to get, how comically tremendous his appetite could sometimes be and how he'd always compliment your cooking, regardless of how you felt about it—but maybe none of that had mattered. You hadn't known that he'd felt bored with the relationship. You'd let that knowledge slip past you, somehow. 

You press send on the message before you can talk yourself out of it, turning your phone over and stepping into the bathroom to take a shower, hoping you can think about something, anything else to hide the bubbles of anxiety floating upwards into your chest at the thought that Yeonjun may have responded already. 

You practically leap out of the shower when you're finished, hair still dripping beads of water down your back as you wrap a towel around yourself, making your way back into your bedroom and grabbing for your phone. 

Your eyes widen. 

> yeah, i did. 

> would you be okay with that? 

The anxiety within your chest dissipates like hot water under the sun, if only for a moment. Your Yeonjun, and the effect he still has on you. 

< yeah, i would. 

His reply comes only a few minutes later. 

> okay. cool :) 

> i actually thought about sending this to you the other day. reminded me of you

[link]

Attached is a link to a YouTube video—a piano rendition of a song you'd listened to all the time (and probably forced Yeonjun to listen to in the process) when you'd first begun dating. It sounds beautiful on piano, the melody a bright cascade of hopeful and energetic sounding chords, and you feel your chest tighten with warmth as the video keeps playing. 

It had made him think of you. 

The warmth you'd felt in your chest before suddenly shifts to a suffocating cold. This is probably a bad idea. Yeonjun saying he wants to be friends probably means just that—that he wants to be friends. Nothing else. You, of course, don't feel that way at all, if the way your heart had soared when you saw his message is any indicator. You're just going to get attached again to someone you know doesn't feel the same way about you. You're only setting yourself up for more heartbreak—part of you knows that. 

But you don't stop yourself from playing the video again, butterflies rushing through your stomach. 

~~~

The weeks leading up to winter break are infinitely better than the beginning of the semester. You're comfortably caught up and staying on top of all your assignments. When Soobin assigns you more hours at the library, you don't utter a word of protest. One of your professors even comments on how much better you've done on this last essay than your first of the semester. 

Taehyun seems pleased to see you in better spirits too. He still checks on you just about every day, but there seems to be less urgency in his messages. He's not as concerned as he was a few weeks ago, and you almost feel a twinge of...something at that thought, not quite regret but not quite disappointment, either—but you brush it away just as quickly. 

Thoughts like those are easy to push away now that you're speaking to Yeonjun again. 

If it was one of your other friends in your situation, you think, you'd probably be concerned with how fast they turned around on their ex-boyfriend, going from being completely, utterly heartbroken to gushing over a cute TikTok he'd sent—but you ignore those thoughts when they come, too. Maybe you are making a bad decision by trying to be friends with Yeonjun, but you can't find it in yourself to care enough to stop. This momentary happiness is worlds away from the unbearable heartbreak you'd felt before, even if it is likely temporary. Besides, there haven't been any repercussions of this choice yet, anyway. 

Yet being the key word. 

A few days before fall break, Soobin approaches you, Taehyun, and Kai in the middle of your shared shift, the three of you definitely doing the work he'd assigned to you and definitely not talking behind the counter about a movie you're making plans to go see after your shifts end. 

Soobin clears his throat, and the three of you jump, turning to face him. He lets out a sigh. "Are all three of you going home for break?" 

You all shake your heads no. 

He perks up a bit at that. "Oh. Okay. Good! The library isn't going to be open all week, but we're still doing limited hours. Would any of you be open to working over the break? It'll be time-and-a-half pay."

Kai suddenly grabs for his phone in his back pocket, even though you don't think you heard it buzz. "Huh—look at that. My mom just texted and said she actually does want me to come home for the break now. Sorry!" 

Soobin makes an exasperated frown, but he doesn't say anything else to Kai, turning to you instead. "Y/N?"

You shrug. "Sure, I can work. I'll be here anyway." 

Taehyun suddenly shifts, standing up a little taller beside you. "Me too. I don't mind." 

Soobin nods. "Okay, great. Thanks, you guys. I'll be here the first day, but the other four days it'll be just you two here. So..." he takes in a slow breath. "Don't do anything stupid. Okay?" 

You can practically feel Taehyun fighting back a grin beside you out of the corner of your eye, and you have to bite your tongue to keep a laugh of your own from escaping you at Soobin's remark. "Okay, boss," you say, bringing a hand to your forehead in an overly enthusiastic salute. "We won't." 

Taehyun and Kai both snort at your words, but Soobin just crosses his arms. "I mean it. Don't do anything I wouldn't do, okay? Or...anything I wouldn't let either of you do. You know what I mean." He narrows his eyes. 

But you just laugh. "I promise, Soobin. We'll be fine. It's just limited hours, like you said, right? And it'll be over the break. We'll probably be the only ones in the library the whole week. What could go wrong?" 

His frown only deepens at that. "...I don't even think I want to imagine that," he says before walking away, and the three of you only let out giggles once he's out of earshot. Truthfully, as much as you enjoy teasing Soobin with your other coworkers, you really don't think working over the break will be bad at all. 

And in truth, it isn't the working part that ends up being the problem. It's what happens when you're at work. 

To absolutely no one's surprise, the library is completely, utterly dead over the break. You can count on both hands the number of people that walk in for the first three days as you and Taehyun stand behind the counter, chatting quietly until you run out of things to talk about. By noon on Thursday, the two of you are the only people in the library, scrolling on your phones aimlessly with your shoes propped up against the help desk as the soft scratch of classical music plays over the speakers above you. 

You smile when you see you've gotten a message from Yeonjun, opening your messages to see what he's sent now. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Taehyun giving you a knowing smirk in response to the grin tugging at the corners of your mouth—but you can't hide it. You wouldn't dare, you think. 

It's a video of Yeonjun talking, telling you about a baby that kept waving to him on the plane back from his university. His fall break is the same week as yours, so he's going home today to spend the rest of the weekend with his family. 

You take a quick response video, teasing him about his and the baby's apparent shared brain cells before going back to your mindless scrolling. 

Or—you try to, at least. The moment your Instagram feed refreshes, you find yourself staring, unblinking at the first post on your page. 

It's from Yeonjun's account. It's a picture of him at the airport. And he isn't alone. Standing beside him, arms wrapped around his middle with his around their neck, eyes closed and lips turned upward in a practically radiant smile, is a girl. She looks like she's been caught off guard by Yeonjun, but she's not disappointed about it by any means, if the candid joy radiating from her expression is anything to go by. You glance down at his caption. 

thankful for you. 

There's only one comment so far, which you're assuming is from her. 

SO happy to spend this week with u <3

He might as well have put up a neon sign, you think. You know you can't know for sure, but you almost feel like this was directed at you—the caption, at the very least. Yeonjun has a girlfriend. He's moved on from you, in every sense of the phrase. 

Taehyun must have noticed your suddenly expressionless face, because you see him frown across from you out of the corner of your eye. "Everything alright over there?" 

You extend your arm towards him, showing him your phone screen wordlessly. His eyes widen. "Is that...no fucking way. He has a girlfriend?" 

You nod, that all-too-familiar lump in your throat making its presence known once again. "Yeah," you reply, avoiding his stunned gaze. "I guess so." 

Taehyun doesn't look away from you, even after you draw your arm back into your lap. "Y/N," he starts, quietly. Speaking to you the way you'd speak to a wounded animal—gently, but as if you could practically explode at any moment. It almost makes you feel worse. "Are you..." he stops, trailing off before he can even finish the thought before shaking his head. "Do you want to take a break for a minute?" He gestures with his head towards the punch clock on the wall behind the two of you. 

But you shake your head. "No, I...I don't think so," you say. As strange as it seems, you don't feel nearly as upset as you did when Yeonjun had called to break up with you. Seeing that he's already moved on feels like ripping a metaphorical band-aid off. In a way, you sort of needed to see that he's moved on—that your hopes that the two of you could get back together, somehow, were foolish. Maybe this neon sign of an Instagram post is exactly what you needed. 

Taehyun, however, doesn't seem entirely convinced, frown only deepening at your words. "Are you sure? We can get out of here, you know. It's just us in here right now." 

You shake your head again. "No. We've still got nearly another hour—I don't think Soobin would be very happy if he found out we closed the library early just because I flipped out over Yeonjun again," you say, laughing weakly. 

He snaps his fingers at you. "So you admit it! You are flipping out!" 

You roll your eyes, crossing your arms across your chest. "That is not what I—"

But Taehyun is already taking off his nametag, placing it under the counter and grabbing the keys for the front door. He turns around once he's within a few feet of the front door, gazing at you expectantly. "Well? Come on." 

You gesture with your arm at the library before you. "Taehyun, you've got to be joking. We cannot just get up and leave. What if someone needs to come study?" 

He raises an eyebrow at you. "You think someone's going to need to come study? Over fall break? The day of the holiday? Not a chance."

"How are we going to punch out then, smart guy?" you ask indignantly. 

But Taehyun just shrugs. "I'll just tell Soobin tomorrow that we both forgot, and he'll have to enter our punch-out times manually. Shouldn't be a big deal." 

But you narrow your eyes at him. "'Shouldn't be a big deal?' You seriously think Soobin won't find it a bit suspicious that we both just happened to forget to punch out as we were leaving?" 

"Not really. Look..." he says, starting softer this time. "If something happens, I'll take the fall for it. Alright? You need to get out of here." 

You take another glance at the empty, quiet library. It's only an hour early. Maybe Soobin won't find out, somehow, by some miraculous stroke of luck that you know you don't exactly tend to have—but that lump in your throat hasn't gone away since you saw the picture of Yeonjun. So you nod. "Okay," you say, pulling your nametag off and sliding it under the desk beside Taehyun's, an action that wins you a growing smile on the man's face. "Let's get out of here, then." 

You follow him out of the library, watching him lock the door and swallowing the momentary twinge of guilt at his actions. 

Taehyun seems to read your mind, though. He looks up at you once the doors are locked. "Don't chicken out on me now. Okay? I promise. We'll be okay." 

You nod wordlessly. "Let's just get out of here, then." 

He smiles at you—that big ear-to-ear grin that causes nearly all of your worries to dissipate at just the sight. "That's the spirit. Come on. Are you up for going for a drive?" 

"Sure," you say, nodding. Anywhere is better than being here, slowly falling into the trap of your own thoughts that you thought you'd narrowly escaped a month ago. 

So you get in Taehyun's car once again, gazing out the window at the sun slowly lowering against the horizon, oranges and pinks spreading across the sky as if they were deliberate brush strokes from some invisible hands—just as beautiful as those paintings you and Yeonjun had gazed at that day you both whispered your mutual confessions to each other. 

You shove that thought away just as Taehyun parks the car, and you look out the windshield to see where you are. You're at the top of a tall hill, trees around you on all sides as you gaze down at the college town before you. It looks so small from this distance, you think. 

"I've never been here before," you say, turning to look at Taehyun. "I didn't even know this place existed." 

He nods, still looking at the city below the two of you. "Beomgyu took me here once after a really bad shift. Got yelled at by some grad student for not having an extra copy of a textbook for them to loan when they had an exam tomorrow—you know the drill. It's a good spot to clear your head, I think."

You find that you'd have to agree the longer you stare down at the city, thinking about the perspective it affords you. 

"We don't live in a huge college town, compared to some others, but there's still so, so many people down there. You know?" Taehyun says, as if he's reading your thoughts. Again. How is he so good at that? "I don't want you to ever think one person is the only person you could ever be with. That he's the only chance you'll ever get at love—that just can't be possible." 

You know what he means. You even think it's true—you know it is, logically. But that doesn't mean this lingering heartbreak aching in your chest, in your lungs, in your veins, hurts any less. "Damn you, Kang Taehyun," you say quietly. "You make too much sense." 

He laughs at that, finally tearing his gaze away from the city before him and turning to face you. 

But you aren't finished, taking a deep breath before you continue. "I should've never let myself care about someone this much. This—this whole thing," you say, waving your arm in front of you in a vague gesture, "is just so stupid."

He frowns at that. "No," Taehyun says, shaking his head. "This isn't stupid. You're not stupid." 

You shake your head right back. "I let being Yeonjun's partner be my most important trait. It was all I cared about—he was all I cared about. I shouldn't have done that, shouldn't have put him on such a pedestal like that." 

Taehyun mulls your words over for a moment. "Maybe," he says. "But I don't think you should be mad at yourself for loving him. There's nothing wrong with that. And I think you've learned and grown through the relationship—you'll probably be a better partner in the next one you're in, too." 

That thought still stings—of another relationship, of giving up completely on Yeonjun. Even though he's obviously given up on you. "I just don't know what I did wrong. I have to have done something—a relationship doesn't just end like that. Does it?" Yeonjun had been so many of your firsts—and now, he was the first person to ever break up with you. You'd always been the one in charge of that in the brief relationships you'd had before him, the ones that hadn't left nearly the kind of impact Yeonjun had had on you. 

Taehyun shrugs lightly. "I don't have that much experience, but I can tell you that sometimes that is exactly what happens. People really can fall out of love—of course, that's because of their own feelings. Not usually anything to do with the other person," he adds quickly. "If anything, it says how much more equipped you are to handle a long-term, long-distance relationship than he is. You're the mature one. He's not." 

"Clearly not," you scoff. "I'm still the one crying over him, and he's already moved on. Sounds like he's more mature than I am." 

"That I disagree with," Taehyun counters immediately. "The fact that it's still upsetting you means that the relationship meant something different to you than it did to him—he must not have taken it as seriously as you. And that's his fault." 

You're quiet for a moment after that. The sun has almost completely set now, dusk enveloping the college town before you as the city lights begin to twinkle in the dark. But you still find yourself ruminating. The hollowness you feel now is almost scarier than the heartbreak—you aren't even that sad anymore. Just empty. And you tell Taehyun this. "It still scares me—feeling like I don't know who I am now. I feel like I built up an entire imaginary future with him—and now I don't know what to expect of anything anymore." 

Taehyun takes a breath as he nods. "I know," he says gently. "But the future is always like that. You know? Nothing's ever guaranteed, no matter how much we cling to the things we care about. Still—I want you to know that you're so, so much more than being someone's partner. I think you're incredibly clever, and funny, and smart, and beautiful—don't you dare look at me like that, Y/N," he says, only somewhat teasingly as you raise your eyebrows at that last addition. "I'm serious. It's okay to care about someone, but I want you to know that you are still worth so, so much as your own person. Regardless of whether you're with someone or not."

You wish you had better words to say to Taehyun—poetic, soft words to thank him in the same way that he's comforting you. Instead, you let the silence speak for you, losing yourself to the soft hum of Taehyun's radio and the glittering stars that have finally come out in the sky. It's a comfortable silence, though—and you feel those knots of worry and heartbreak at the pit of your stomach slowly start to untangle themselves. Just a little—but they do nonetheless. 

It's long past nightfall when Taehyun finally drives you home, telling you goodnight and looking like there's more that he wants to say, even as he drives away—but you find yourself content in the moment anyway, even when you get ready for bed and slip under your covers.

But that doesn't mean the pain has gone away entirely. 

Taehyun had told you to call him if you started feeling down about the whole situation, but when you wake up in the morning and feel that familiar heavy sorrow in your chest, you don't tell Taehyun a thing. Instead, you let yourself lie on your side and bring your knees up to your chest and weep, burying your face in the pillowcase until it's practically soaked through from your tears. You let yourself cry for yourself—for the version of you who has died, for the Yeonjun you had loved for so long and with such intensity, and for you now who will never again be the person you were before. 

It would be different if the two of you had ended things dramatically, you think—if Yeonjun had cheated on you, or if you had been an unsupportive partner—but none of those things happened. It just ended. And he has already moved on, the way you imagine a normal person does. 

Somehow, you think, that still makes it worse. 

But you think back on what Taehyun had said to you last night, even as you brush away the tears staining your cheeks. Choi Yeonjun is not the only person in the world—it doesn't make sense to think of him as the only person who could ever love you. Yes, your relationship coming to an end still hurts like nothing you've ever experienced before—but already you can feel that ache subsiding, even if those moments are few and far between. Yeonjun had fully severed what was left of the two of you, but it now feels to you like it was necessary. Like it was something you needed—the beginning of a new path for you. 

~~~

The rest of the semester goes by in a blur after fall break. You're so caught up in the mess of finals and work that you barely have time to think about anything else, let alone what's left of your feelings towards Yeonjun. 

If Soobin knows about you and Taehyun closing early and conveniently forgetting to punch out, he never says a word—but you do work considerably more hours than usual in the weeks leading up to your final exams. Soobin says it's the busiest time of the year for the library, so he needs all hands on deck to help all the students coming in and out. Which you do believe—but you still have a sneaky feeling that you and Taehyun are working more than Beomgyu and Kai. 

You wonder if your professors are all in some kind of secret conspiracy to make their students suffer as much as possible, since all five of your exams are stacked over the course of three days. You survive, even after pulling an all-nighter to prepare, which does mean that you should be able to relax at the end of the week while your other coworkers are still cramming. On Friday, though Beomgyu and Kai still have one last final, which is why you and Taehyun both find yourselves working a double to cover for them while they take their exams. It's a long shift, full of snappy students and an exhausted Soobin—by the time 10 p.m. finally rolls around, you feel yourself on the verge of collapsing as you clock out with Taehyun. 

Your favorite coworker raises an eyebrow at your exhausted state. "You alright?" he asks, tapping at his shirt collar before extending a hand to you. 

Your nametag. Christ, you'd almost forgotten. You sigh, nodding as you slip your nametag off of your shirt before placing it in Taehyun's waiting palm, who then moves to slide it under the front counter with his and your other coworkers' tags. "You mean you don't feel like you're about to pass out after that? I thought today would never end."

He laughs a little as the two of you walk towards the front door. "Sure I do. But you saw what Kai sent in the work chat, right? He and Beomgyu are going out later tonight now that they're done with finals. Of course, I'm not sure if that means they feel like they did good or bad, to be honest—but I guess we'll know when we get there. I told them I'd meet them once we were done with work."

You laugh too, pulling your car keys out of your pocket now that you're only a few feet from your respective vehicles. "Yeah, I saw it. But you guys can go ahead—I think I need to turn in early tonight. I'll see you all after the break, okay?" 

The look on Taehyun's face fades a little, and he stops walking right in front of your cars. "Are you sure? It might be fun—you know how funny Beomgyu gets." 

You stop walking too, standing beside him. The thought of tipsy Beomgyu does bring back fond memories of work parties past—the occasion where he tried to convince everyone to jump into a pool, fully clothed, at the house party where you all barely knew the owner was a particularly fun one—but you don't feel up for it tonight. So you shake your head. "No—I'm too tired, Taehyun. But you all have fun, seriously. Just be safe, alright?" You wink at him teasingly. 

But he doesn't return the gesture. Rather, an unusual look washes over his face—an expression of determination that you aren't sure you've ever seen from him before. "You're going home tomorrow, right?" he asks suddenly. 

You nod. "Yeah, I'm spending the break with my parents. Why?" 

Taehyun visibly swallows before he opens his mouth again to speak. You feel a sudden uneasiness develop in the pit of your stomach just before you hear him say "I'm telling you now, then. I like you, Y/N." Suddenly. Just the way Yeonjun had in that art museum all those years ago. 

The two of you are outside, but you suddenly feel like all the oxygen has been sucked out of the parking lot you're standing in. You blink. "What?" 

He nods, gaze unwavering from yours. "I like you." 

He's joking. He has to be. Either that, or you really did pass out in the library earlier, and this is all some kind of dream. "...You like me," you repeat, slowly. A short laugh escapes you before you can stop yourself. "What do you mean?"

"I mean exactly what I said," he says. "I know this is a pretty terrible time to tell you this, but—"

"Yes," you say, practically unable to believe what you're hearing. "Yes, Taehyun, this is a terrible time to tell me—God, why would you tell me this?" 

"Because it's true," he replies almost instantly. "And I'm not telling you because I want you to say the same thing. You don't have to say anything, actually, I...I just wanted you to know." 

Your heart sinks to your chest at that. "So, you...you'd confess to someone who you know won't reciprocate? Why?" 

Taehyun shakes his head. "I'm not telling you because I want anything to happen. Not right now, anyway—I'm not that stupid. I think." He tries to laugh, but the sound doesn't quite come out right. "I just want you to know, in case you ever feel the same way." 

In case you ever feel the same way. He doesn't think you like him back. Hell—do you? The thought of romance has been so banned from your mind for the last several months that you haven't even entertained the notion, whether it was Taehyun or anyone else in the world—but you think about that. You think about the way those feelings of tight anxiety in your chest loosen when you see that you're scheduled to work with him, how your heart beats faster when you get a notification on your phone from him—not to mention that evening you'd spent in his car on the hilltop overlooking the city. Those feelings of warmth that ignite within you every time you'd looked over at him that night probably were feelings of attraction. You just haven't been able to even entertain this thought, of liking someone else, in ages. You almost can't ever remember when—and that frightens you. "I...I think I do feel that way, though," you say. "I care about you, Taehyun. So, so much. You've been the only person I could depend on for the last three months, but...but I think you deserve better than this. God, you should know better than anyone that I'm nowhere near being over Yeonjun. That I'm in no state to even think about dating someone right now." You laugh, tone dripping with self-deprecation. "I'm a mess. I barely even remember what those feelings are even like. You have to know that anything I do in this mental state now would just be a rebound, even if I didn't want it to be, and I...I don't want to do that to you." 

Taehyun nods quickly, taking a step closer. "You're not a mess. But I do know how you feel—which is why I wanted to tell you. You don't have to do anything about it now if you don't want to," he says again. "I just wanted you to know." 

You shake your head, surprised to feel sudden tears of frustration brimming at the corners of your eyes. "God...Taehyun, please don't do this to me," you whisper, holding back a sniff. He's close enough to you that he can hear, even at this volume. "I don't want to lose you too." Things will never be the same between the two of you—you know this as well as you know your own name. No matter how much the two of you try to awkwardly dance around each other from now on, you'll never forget that you had this conversation. You can never go back to just being friends. 

But Taehyun shakes his head fervently. "You won't lose me," he says, voice unwavering before he makes a slight move to reach for your hand out of instinct before stopping himself. "Not if you don't want to. I'll stick around for as long as you want me to." 

You grab his hand anyway, even as he looks up at you in shock. "So...what? You'd wait for me?" you say, laughing quietly. "I can't ask that of you. That isn't fair to you." 

He just shakes his head again. "If you want me to, I will. I'll wait as long as you need me to—I'm telling you, I don't mind."

You scoff a little at that before you can stop yourself. "You say that now, but I...I have no idea when I'll feel ready to think about being with anyone again. I'm sorry, Taehyun—but I don't know how long this could take. You know? I mean, I'd hope it wouldn't be years," you say, laughing hollowly, "but I just have no idea. And I just don't understand why you would do this—wait for me. I mean...look at you," you say, laughing nervously as you gesture vaguely towards his figure. You haven't thought about him in that way before—or maybe you haven't let yourself think of him in that way, you realize now—but you can't ignore the sharp lines of his jaw, the clearly defined strength beneath his sweater—Taehyun is beautiful. There could never be any denying it. "You're perfect, Taehyun. You could have anyone you wanted—certainly someone less fucked up than me. Someone you wouldn't have to wait to be with, I—"

But he just shakes his head. "I most certainly am not perfect—but I just want to see you happy," he replies, voice as calm and steady as ever. You wonder if this is how he imagined this conversation going. "Whether that's with me, or someone else, or on your own—that's okay. And I...you know now. I'd like for it to be with me, if that's possible," he adds, laughing a little, "but if it's not, that's okay too. You just deserve to be happy, and I want to see that happen for you." 

You let his words hang in the air between the two of you for a long, long time. The only sound in the entire parking lot is the occasional soft jangling of your keys when a gust of wind passes by. 

He'd wait for you. 

"...I really don't know how long it will be until I can think about this," you say again, breaking the momentary silence. 

But Taehyun just nods, gently squeezing your hand. You'd almost forgotten your fingers were still interlaced with his. "I'm telling you, that's okay. I'll wait as long as you want until you want to talk about this again—and if you don't want it to go any further, it doesn't have to. I just...just wanted you to know how I felt, regardless." 

You nod. Before you can say anything else, though, Taehyun's phone rings from his back pocket, loudly interrupting the two of you in the otherwise empty parking lot. 

He turns slightly to glance down at it, and makes a face when he sees who it's from. "It’s Kai," he says softly. "They must be wondering where I am."

"Go ahead," you say just as quietly, gesturing with your free hand towards his car. "It's okay. I...I need to think, anyway." 

Taehyun keeps his gaze on you for a moment, mind clearly racing through a thousand different responses as he sets his mouth in a worried line—but eventually he nods. "Okay," he says, finally letting go of your hand. "I...I'll see you after break, then."

You nod wordlessly. 

His words still echo in your mind, even as he gets in his car and offers a small wave your way. 

He'd wait for you. It's more than you could ever ask for. At the same time, however, you realize that it's an admission to yourself—admitting that getting over Yeonjun is still going to be a long, difficult path to walk. 

And when you're finally left in the parking lot by yourself, you find that you feel more alone than you have in a long, long time. 

~~~

The winter holidays go by at a snail's pace. All you want to do is sleep off the fresh heartache your conversation with Taehyun has caused and do practically nothing all break—but you find yourself hilariously bored on your fourth day of doing "nothing." 

Your parents are uncharacteristically lenient of your behavior—they used to never let you sleep in this late, especially if you were home from school after not seeing you for so long—but you know they know about you and Yeonjun breaking up. Your mother had been particularly fond of him, too. Maybe that's why she doesn't say a word when you go to bed early every night. 

It's ridiculously hard to keep your mind off of Yeonjun over the holidays—couples are everywhere. Nearly every holiday movie seems to revolve around a romance, not to mention all the ones in real life that you can't stop seeing. Your friends post about spending the week with their partner's families, about seeing the other's hometown for the first time, of a surprise and sudden engagement from one of your cousins and their long-time girlfriend—it's enough to make you sick. You know that's a horrible thing to think at such happy occasions for the people you know, but the thought forms itself anyway. 

Every time you feel like you've taken a step forward towards healing, towards finally, finally getting over him—you see something that sends you reeling back into that heartache and sorrow, sending you ten steps back from where you'd been. It's a vicious cycle, and as much as you beg for it to end—it doesn't. Not yet. 

Because Yeonjun haunts you in your home, too. It's hard to set up decorations with your parents without thinking about how you did this last year with him—how he had held onto your waist as he reached around you into the box of tinsel, how your mother had beamed at him as he'd helped her cook, how angelic he had looked as the two of you walked around your neighborhood looking at the different lights each house had set up. They were such beautiful memories, at the time—had only made you feel more confident and cemented in your relationship with Yeonjun as each one passed. You'd hadn't ever imagined a future without him. And now you can't help but wonder if he had already felt dissatisfied with you in each of those moments. 

But as unrelenting as those memories are, so is the passing of time—because you survive the winter holiday season, somehow, even with your shattered heart. Your plan is to move back into school right after the new year, which is how you end up at home on New Year's Eve. Your parents have already gone to their rooms to sleep by the time eleven o'clock strikes on the clock, and as hard as you try, you can't help but think about the fact that this is your first New Year's Eve in years that you'll be alone for. 

Or so you think, anyway. The instant you see your phone screen display 12:01 A.M., it buzzes. It's a message from Taehyun. 

> happy new year, y/n

The new year. 

Everything has hurt so badly for months—like a wound that refuses to form a scab, because you won't let it. You're the one who won't put the bandage over the cut, who keeps digging the blade into the metaphorical wound that was you and Yeonjun every time you think about him. 

But what's the alternative? Moving on? Accepting that your relationship with Yeonjun is over? That what had been the happiest years of your life up until now are through? It's unthinkable. It's unfair to that version of you who had loved him with all of your heart to just throw them away—to just lock the door and never look back. 

But it's what you have to do, you realize. You won't ever feel any better until you can accept that you and Yeonjun are done, for good—and Taehyun is offering you a way out. This is the ending of what you've known up until now—but a chance to finally, finally start anew. To put the past behind you and try again. 

< happy new year, taehyun.

IV. SPRING.

The spring semester hardly gives you a moment to breathe. 

You vaguely remember signing up for classes right before fall break—but those weeks were such a blur that you neglected to realize this spring would be your first semester in upper division courses. In other words—you're drowning in schoolwork with scarcely an instant to yourself, let alone to sort out your lingering feelings. 

And in the moments that you do have time to breathe, Yeonjun always seems to find a way to sneak to the forefront of your mind. But these recollections aren't always as painful as they were before. In one instance, you feel a wave of relief wash over you—but only for the single instant that it provides you comfort—when you remember turning down Yeonjun's offer to buy each other promise rings before he'd first left for college. 

He'd pointed at them in a jewelry store the two of you had wandered into while walking downtown together. "What do you think?" he'd asked, winking. 

You'd laughed. "Yeah, right. I hear getting engaged right after high school never ends up going badly for anyone." 

But he'd shaken his head immediately. "Not engaged," he'd corrected gently. "They're promise rings. It's a promise to you, from me. And from you to me—that we'll wait for each other, and only each other, until we're both ready. No matter what happens." 

Your heart had fluttered at the sudden declaration, cheeks flushing pink before you could stop them—but you had thought even then that it seemed like an awfully rash thing to commit to for a relationship of barely over a year. "That's...unbelievably romantic, Jjun," you'd admitted. "Even for you. Have you done something?" you'd teased, narrowing your eyes at him. 

He'd gasped, putting his hands above his head in mock surrender. "I most certainly have not. Can't I just be a hopeless romantic every once in a while?" 

You'd pretended to mull it over. "Hmm. Maybe on special occasions. We'll have to see if we can work out a schedule for your hopeless romantic tendencies in the future." 

Yeonjun had then made a show of wiping pretend sweat from his brow. "Thank goodness." 

You'd giggled, despite yourself. "I'm serious, though. It's a beautiful thought, but...do you think it's something we could come back to? At a later time?" 

Ever the gentleman, your Yeonjun had nodded sweetly at you. "Of course," he'd said, taking your hand in his before leading the two of you back out of the store. "We can talk about the future whenever you're ready. I'm just as happy in our present right now, anyway." 

That had certainly changed somewhere along the way, you think bitterly to yourself. But pushing past this memory still feels like a small victory, in a way. You hadn't wasted money on committing to a promise that Yeonjun had broken.

There are countless more memories that resurface in this way—but by the time they pass, you no longer taste that metaphorical blood in your mouth anymore at their recollection, no longer feel your heart yearning for them to stay the way you would have a few months ago. They just pass, and you don't think about them again after they go.

Yeonjun only texts you once. You haven't sent him a single message since his Instagram post before fall break—and of course, you imagine he knows why. You may not have expected him to break up with you when he did, but you did know him ridiculously well at one point, seemingly both inside and out—you know that he knows you well enough, too, to understand why you've suddenly gone radio silent. But he does text you once, right as the first week of your semester finishes.

> hey. is everything okay? do you want to talk? 

Months ago, you think, you would have leapt at the opportunity—jumped through the screen and across space and time, practically, to have a chance to talk to him for an extended period of time, for a possible chance to win him back. Now you just feel embarrassment towards yourself for ever having felt that way. 

You never respond.

Taehyun's presence in your life is different now, too. You still work together, of course, but you have several shared classes again—so you find yourself studying and comparing essays at either his apartment or yours nearly three or four times each week. It's challenging, all of it, but in between, it does make you remember why you became friends with Taehyun in the first place—because he's not like anyone else you've ever known before. Every time you want to throw in the towel on a particularly lengthy assignment, he has some witty comment that gives you just enough energy to keep going. Every time you come by his apartment, the way the corners of his eyes crinkle as he smiles upon seeing you sends a surge of warmth through you. If you have felt trapped in frigid ice since this breakup, Taehyun has been your sun, ever so gradually melting that ice away whenever you let him. 

And you do let him. One night, you're leaving his apartment after exchanging study guides for one of your midterms. You walk by his side, car keys swinging softly in between your fingers. 

"How are you feeling?" Taehyun asks right before you open your car door. He doesn't elaborate, but you know what he's talking about. 

So you turn to him. "I, um...I don't know if this will get better," you admit quietly. It's a fear you've harbored from the start—that you'll never get over Yeonjun, your first and last—that he will have created your perception of love, molded and shaped it to his design and his alone before shattering it, leaving you to pick up the pieces for the rest of your life. 

But Taehyun lets out a scoff at that. "It will. I promise, Y/N. It does get better." 

You narrow your eyes at him. "How do you know that? Hmm? Are you some secret fortune teller that I don't know about? Is that how you've been able to afford such a nice apartment here?"

He laughs at you. "No. I'm not a fortune teller. But I know this much—it'll get better. I can't tell you when, because I don't know that. It's something you'll have to figure out, I think. But one day, soon, you'll wake up one morning, and it'll hurt less. And then, a little later, it won't hurt at all. It'll feel like it was a bad dream. You'll get involved in other things, other interests, other people, and then you won't think of this when you wake up in the morning at all." 

You nod, slowly. "I want to believe you, Taehyun. I do. I just don't know how long that will take." 

But he just shrugs again. Damn him for being so easygoing. "That's okay. You know where I'll be, regardless."

You do know where he'll be—right by your side, just like he's been for the last six months. In truth, you had expected him to fall back on his promise to wait—you would have been sad, sure, but you wouldn't have blamed him. Putting up with you moving on from a relationship over the course of half a year, now, can't have been an easy task. But you've never heard a word of complaint from him. He isn't that kind of person—you know this now. He really will stick by you for as long as you'll allow him to—a kind of affection you haven't felt from anyone in a long, long time. 

But right beside you isn't the only place Taehyun seems to be. Your subconscious seems to have taken a liking to him, too—because that night, you see him in your dreams. You'd tossed and turned earlier, unable to fall asleep, throwing the sheets off the bed before you curl up into a ball and squeeze your eyes shut. When you finally find yourself lured back into sleep, you find Taehyun—strong and sweet and caring and beautiful Taehyun. He wraps his arms around you in the dream, hands grabbing hold of your waist before he presses his lips to yours in a heated kiss—as if he never wants to let you go. As if there isn't anyone else in the world that matters except for the two of you. 

You wake up in the morning and weep. 

Later in the day, you find tears brimming at the corners of your eyes again when you finally find the courage to delete the photo album on your phone of you and Yeonjun—but they never fall past your lashes, even when you hit the red delete button. 

Perhaps you've run out of tears for him, because none fall when you package away everything else of his in your apartment—every framed photo of the two of you, every stuffed animal he'd bought, every hoodie of his you'd once promised to give back all fit neatly in a single cardboard box, sealed and never to be seen again. 

Without the remnants of Yeonjun scattered throughout your apartment, you find yourself thinking of him less with each day that passes. The ghost who had once haunted every fiber of your being now seems like little more than a bad dream you've suddenly woken up from. This realization hurts you, just like the ones before it—but the hurt doesn't linger. It, too, grows faint before long, dissipated and fading away just like the rest of your relationship. 

The end of the semester doesn't sneak up on you this spring. You have a lengthy presentation for your hardest class, an argumentative speech that you've practically spent all semester preparing for. You and Taehyun practice for each other for weeks beforehand, critiquing and encouraging and teasing each other the whole way through—but it's still over before you know it. 

The morning after your final presentation, you don't wake up until the sun has risen high in the sky, peeking through the blinds over your window and finally raising you from sleep. You stretch as you walk over to the window, opening the blinds and peering out into the street below you. There's a couple walking on the sidewalk—and you recognize the girl as a regular from the library, the one with strawberry-colored hair whom Kai had been practically obsessed with back in the fall. 

She tugs at the sleeve of the man walking beside her, pulling him into a sudden kiss, and you instantly turn away from the window, giving them a moment of privacy despite their actions being in public anyway. 

Well—she obviously hadn't known about Kai's existence, but she'd still clearly been able to find some kind of happiness. The thought soothes you, in a way, and you think about how the scene below you would have made you feel six months ago. You would've been jealous, probably, and upset that you'd never experience anything like that again—but now the only thing it fills you with is longing. It makes you happy to see others experience something that you know feels like a gift. You want to experience that again too, you realize. 

The instant that thought forms in your head, another memory materializes. 

That's okay. You know where I'll be, regardless. 

You feel your heart soar at the recollection. 

Yes, Taehyun. I do.

V. SUMMER. 

Taehyun texts you the very first day summer break begins. 

> how'd your last final go? 

> omg i meant to tell you after work yesterday but kai's parents said he could stay in the beach house this weekend 

> like a very early birthday thing i think lol. it'll be a few ppl but you're more than welcome to come tomorrow if you haven't gone back home yet 

The invite sends a flurry of both excitement and nervousness through you. You haven't gone back home yet—your parents aren't coming until early next week to help you move out for the summer, not to mention the fact that you haven't see Taehyun or any of your other coworkers since the end of finals week. Excited doesn't even begin to cover it, you think. 

< i'll be there! 

Kai, thankfully, is a relatively easy person to shop for—you have no trouble at all picking up a wristwatch you remember him talking about a few times at work. And in truth, his birthday isn't for another two months, but you imagine he needed some excuse to convince his parents to let him throw an end-of-the-school-year party—so you don't mind the expense at all.

Kai is overjoyed to see you when you arrive at the beach house, thanks to Taehyun sending you the address, and even more so when he sees the gift bag in your hands. 

"You did not have to get me anything!" he exclaims, pouting, but you still see that glint of anticipation in his eyes despite his words. 

You beam at him, throwing your arms around him in a quick hug. You've missed this—being with your friends and not feeling like you were putting them through hell with you. Seeing them happy with you feels right in a way that nothing else has in months. "Happy birthday, Kai," you say, pulling back so he can tear into his present (which he does almost immediately). 

Taehyun is waving at you from the shallow end of the pool. "Did you bring a swimsuit?" you hear him call over Kai's shouts of excitement. 

You nod, biting back a grin as you pull your shirt over your head and tug your shorts off as quickly as possible, revealing the bathing suit that you'd worn on your way over underneath. You immediately run to jump in the deep end, splashing both Taehyun and Beomgyu, if the yells and laughs you hear when you resurface are any indicator. 

Beomgyu makes some excuse about needing to find the birthday cake, hauling himself up and out from the side of the pool when you start to swim over towards Taehyun.  

He doesn't budge, grinning at you as you make your way towards the shallow end. "Nice of you to make an appearance," he says, winking. 

"Well, I had to let you know I was here somehow, you know," you reply instantly, grinning right back. 

Taehyun's smirk widens. "Of course. And I'm glad you're here, Y/N. How'd you end up doing for your finals?" 

You shrug. "A’s and B’s. I'm still pretty satisfied with how that presentation for Dr. Lee went, though—how about you?" 

He pushes your shoulder playfully. "Look at you! I told you you'd kill that speech. I knew you could do it." 

You feel the ghost of his hand on your skin even after it's gone, shivers rippling down your spine at the thought—and that does it. You can't keep up the small talk any longer. "I have something for you," you announce, as stone-faced as you can manage. "Close your eyes." 

Something flickers in his eyes—surprise? delight, even?—but it's gone just as soon as you notice it. "For me?" He laughs. "But it's Kai's birthday party." 

You nod. "I know," you say. "I already gave him his present. You get one too." 

Taehyun's eyes narrow. "Am I getting the same thing as Kai?" 

You can't bite back the grin that tugs at your lips. "Not even close." 

He seems satisfied with that, finally, so he closes his eyes. You know you'll only get one chance to do this, to do it right with the element of surprise—so you lean in as quickly as you can, before the logical side of your brain can catch up with the rest of you, and press your lips to the side of his cheek. 

Taehyun looks at you, eyes wide open with surprise, until—"You missed." 

You frown. "I what?" 

He nods, as if that should have been obvious. "Mmm-hmm. You missed." There's only a split second for you to realize what he means before he's taken hold of your chin with two of his fingers and brought your lips to his. He's kissing you. 

Taehyun is kissing you. 

There are no fireworks or cannons shooting above your head, no angel floating down from the heavens to confirm that this moment has been the peak of your entire life—but kissing Taehyun is soft. Gentle. It's all the comfort he always makes you feel, has always made you feel—nothing feels more right than being pressed up against him here, with one hand cradling your chin and one settled securely on your hip as his lips move against yours.  

There still aren't fireworks or cannons shooting off behind you—but what you do hear are loud whoops and cheers from your coworkers (and maybe a few fake retching noises). Taehyun pulls back a little once he hears those, dark eyes scanning your face for any signs of discomfort—but there are none. Instead, you laugh, and Taehyun does too, breath skating across your jaw as you feel more right than you have in an achingly long time. When he presses his lips to yours again, still smiling against the kiss, you feel that sensation of right, of warmth, of comfort practically coursing through your veins as you slide your arms around his neck. This, right here, is where you're supposed to be. 

“You waited,” you manage to breathe out in between kisses, holding tighter to Taehyun’s shoulders above the water to steady yourself.

He smiles at you, beaming brighter and warmer than the summer sun above the two of you. “Yes, Y/N,” he whispers softly, moving his hand to cup your cheek in his palm. “And I’d do it again if it meant we would still end up right here.”

It's not the closing of one chapter and the beginning of another—life is hardly ever that smooth. It just is. 

You don't know the kind of partner Taehyun is yet. You don't know that he'll almost always keep a hand on your thigh when you sit together, that he'll write a list in the notes app of his phone of your orders at each of your favorite restaurants, that he'll love to take candid photos of you to show you later, that one day the two of you will be in a very similar position to the way you are now while a small black box holds a hefty weight in his back pocket—but you don't have to know any of that yet. 

You're here with Taehyun, now, your arms around him as his wrap around you, and that's what matters. The rest you can figure out together.

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[blu-joons]

When You Get Flirty When Drunk ~ TXT Reaction

Yeonjun:

The smile on Yeonjun’s face was great as your finger poked delicately against his cheeks several times, stumbling around on your feet in front of him.

Your eyes looked to him in admiration as you did so, “look at how cute your cheeks are, you’ve got so many dimples.”

“Do I?” Yeonjun chuckled in reply to you, “are you sure I’m not just blurry?”

Your head shook in reply to him, unaware of just how blurred your tipsy vision was. “So many dimples,” you whispered once again, making sure to poke each one of them, most of them more than once too.

Yeonjun stood still as you did so, holding onto your waist. “Do you think maybe we could go and get a drink or something?”

“Wait, I’m not done counting your cuteness.”

“My cuteness?” Yeonjun joked.

Your head nodded confidently, flashing a while smile in his direction. “Do you want me to tell you just how cute you are?”

“I think someone might be a bit too drunk to even describe what cute is,” Yeonjun told you, “maybe save it for another day.”

“I’m not as drunk as you think I am, you know.”

Soobin:

The look on your eyes seemed to capture Soobin’s attention easily as he walked over to see where you were, stumbling over your words as you spoke to people.

It was lucky for you as just before you tripped, Soobin managed to catch you. “My hero,” you smirked as Soobin helped you up.

“Come on,” Soobin encouraged, “do you think you’ve had a bit too much.”

As Soobin spoke to you, he could tell you were off in your own little world, glancing up at him blankly. “You know, I’ve never noticed just how adorable you are, especially when you take care of me.”

A loud snigger came from Soobin, “that is not what I was expecting to come out of your mouth at all just then.”

“Don’t you think you just look so good?”

“Sometimes I do,” Soobin replied.

Your eyes remained fixated on Soobin, confusing him more and more. “I’m going to make sure I tell you this from now on.”

“Thank you,” Soobin laughed as he finally managed to get you standing back up, “but you won’t remember this tomorrow.”

“I will, I always remember everything.”

Beomgyu:

The corners of Beomgyu’s smile turned up as he watched you walk across towards him, wary as he watched you barely able to walk in a straight line over to him.

You rested against Beomgyu’s chest as soon as you got towards him, “can we go home?” You asked him, “isn’t that your job?”

“Me?” Beomgyu chuckled in reply, “why do you need me to take you home?”

You placed your hands against Beomgyu’s chest so that you could meet Beomgyu’s eyes. “You’re my knight in shining armour, it should be like in the movies, you just come in and save the day for me, right?”

Beomgyu looked at you in bemusement, “and what exactly is it that I’m supposed to be saving you from here?”

“From having too much alcohol tonight.”

“Too much?” Beomgyu joked.

You looked dejectedly back across to him, “maybe I’ve already had too much, but you can be a prince and help me out.”

“You’re being suspiciously sweet to me,” Beomgyu murmured, “normally all you can call me is idiot, now I’m a prince?”

“Yeah, but only because I want something.”

Taehyun:

A groan came from Taehyun as he tried to stand up yet again only for a hand to grab him. You shuffled across the booth and pulled Taehyun back to you.

He looked despairingly at you as you leant your head against Taehyun’s shoulder, “you’re not allowed to leave, where are you going?”

“The toilet,” Taehyun laughed, “and I don’t think you can accompany me there?”

You sighed with a shaking head as Taehyun attempted to stand up again, only to be pulled down once more too. “You can’t leave me by myself, people might think that I’m single if you’re not here protecting me.”

Taehyun looked down at you with a soft smile on his face, “you’ll be without protection for a couple of minutes.”

“And that’s two minutes too long Tae.”

“What do I do?” He asked.

Your shoulders shrugged as you sat back up again, “hold it in until you get home, you’re not allowed to leave my side.”

“What am I going to do with you?” Taehyun questioned, “why do you get so clingy every time that you get drunk?”

“I just like being with you Tae, that’s all.”

Huening Kai:

As yet another compliment came from you, stifled laughter came from Kai as he looked to you in disbelief, barely recognising you after you’d had a few drinks.

Just when he thought you were finished, you spoke up again. “Aren’t I just the luckiest to get to be with your handsome face?”

“Are you?” Kai chuckled back across to you, “aren’t I normally the lucky one?”

Your head shook back across at Kai, lazily grabbing his hands to make sure that Kai was listening to you. “I’m the lucky one, look at you, tall, funny, and you’ve got the best smile in the whole wide world too.”

The smile on Kai’s face instinctively turned up, “you really think this is the best smile in the whole wide world Y/N?”

“Have you ever known me to lie to you?”

“Once or twice,” he admitted.

Your head shook as you placed your finger to Kai’s lips, “just stop talking, I want to be able to see your smile instead.”

“Do you plan on not talking tonight at all?” Kai asked you as you moved your hand away and brought it to your side.

“Who will you listen to if I don’t talk to you?”

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[beom-pyu]

7 minutes in heaven with txt

txt x gn!reader , tags; pure fluff , sfw , you guys have crushes on each other :3 , kisses ♡ , headcanons , reactions , no warnings

a/n: i'll be writing some headcanons and little drabbles while i work on a new fic hehe :3 it's going to be a long one so i'm not sure how long it'll take since i'm finishing up this semester, but i have everything planned and ready to go! i'm so so excited

(rest of the members after the cut!)

｡ °₊ yeonjun

∙ acts like he isn't affected at all, simply nodding with a tiny smile when the bottle lands on him

∙ but internally, he's like "oh shit oh shit what do i do should i kiss them should i confess what do i do"

∙ surprisingly shy once you two are in the small closet

∙ you're so close to him and he can smell your perfume and his hands are all sweaty and

∙ tries to spark up some small talk, but in the worst ways possible

∙ "so... the weather..."

∙ and you're just quietly laughing at him from behind your hand

∙ he's so cute

∙ he pouts at your reaction because he thinks you're making fun of him

∙ "why are you laughing?"

∙ "you're just so cute"

∙ and now he's smiling all dopey and happily

∙ "you think i'm cute?"

∙ already knows your answer but he just wants to hear you say it again

∙ can't stop looking at your lips while you guys playfully talk

∙ you look so pretty and he's been wanting to kiss you for like... ever

∙ so he just blurts out a "can i kiss you?"

∙ your eyes widen at his sudden confidence and for a second, he thinks you're going to reject him because you take so long to answer

∙ but you're just trying not to freak out at the fact that choi yeonjun wants to kiss you

∙ you finally reply with a "please do" and he wastes no time as he presses his lips against yours

∙ one of his hands rests on your hip while the other holds your chin to tip your head up so he can kiss you deeper

∙ you feel drunk even though you haven't had any drinks

∙ your body grows warm as he kisses you and you let your hand come up to rest on his chest

∙ the moment literally feels like a movie

∙ the door suddenly swings open and you quickly pull away as someone screams before running off

∙ "GET A ROOM!"

∙ "huening, they're literally IN a room"

∙ yeonjun groans and rolls his eyes at their antics and you can't stop laughing

∙later that night when you guys are finally alone on the balcony, yeonjun tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes deeply locked onto yours

∙ "let me make up for the interruption earlier, hm?"

∙ you swear your knees go weak

｡ °₊ soobin

∙ he wants to die

∙ the bottle lands on you and one of the guys bumps his shoulder in a silent congratulations

∙ he's a shy mess, covering his face with his hands after he makes eye contact with you from the other side of the circle

∙ right as you enter the closet, he immediately starts rambling

∙ "listen, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to but i really like you and—"

∙ completely caught off guard when you grab his shoulders to pull him down to your lips

∙ lets out a small surprised noise before you feel his smile, his hands coming to wrap around your waist

∙ starts off as a few pecks before he pulls away slightly to whisper "this is okay, right?"

∙ and you're just like "i kissed you first, didn't i?"

∙ and he laughs quietly and is like "you're right" before he captures your lips again

∙ the kiss is surprisingly passionate

∙ he pulls you in closer with his big hands, thumbs rubbing circles on the small of your back

∙ you play with the hairs on the nape of his neck and he just melts into your touch

∙ his heart is thumping in his chest and he lowkey starts to think he's dreaming

∙ as much as he's imagined kissing you, he never thought it would truly happen so he's on cloud nine

∙ when you guys pull away, he can't stop smiling

∙ pecks your lips a few times with giggles in between because !!!

∙ he needs to make this moment last

∙ comes out of the closet with the goofiest grin on his face

∙ and beomgyu is like "you all owe me 20 bucks" to the other guys because no one believed that he would actually kiss you

∙ you and soobin look at each other before giggling at the entire situation

∙ the fact that you made the first move can stay a secret between the both of you

∙ once you're home, you giggle into your pillow, kicking your feeties as you replay the moment over and over again until you fall asleep

∙ you wake up to a text from soobin saying that he would like to properly take you out (and kiss you again. and again. and again.)

｡ °₊ beomgyu

∙ beomgyu is so smug when you spin the bottle and it lands on him

∙ tries to accuse you of purposefully choosing him and you're just like "?!?!?"

∙ because you were lowkey hoping it landed on him

∙ but he doesn't need to know that because you know he would never shut up about it

∙ a chatterbox as soon as the closet door shuts

∙ "so, what are we supposed to do in here? kiss or something?"

∙ "well, that's what i was hoping for"

∙ beomgyu pauses at your words, his voice growing quieter as he breathes out a "what?"

∙ because under all his joking, he has the fattest crush on you

∙ and he wants to kiss you too

∙ more than he'd like to admit

∙ you get a little shy at the sudden mood change, muttering out an "only if you want to"

∙ beomgyu exhales a laugh, running his fingers through his hair for a second

∙ he notices you start to regret your words, taking a few steps closer to you before he lifts your head with his index finger, a small smile on his lips

∙ "of course i want to"

∙ your eyes are wide as you stare at him and his stomach flips at your gaze

∙ he leans in a little closer, your lips barely touching

∙ you can feel his breath on your skin and your mind grows fuzzy

∙ "may i?" he whispers and you nod quickly in response

∙ with that little smile still on his lips, he kisses you so delicately and holds your chin so softly and time just seems to slow down

∙ his eyelashes tickle your cheeks as his lips move against yours

∙ his free hand laces its fingers with yours, squeezing your hand softly

∙ literally doesn't care when the guys yell the time is up from the other side of the door

∙ he is going to kiss you for as long as he wants

∙ when you finally do leave the closet, beomgyu's hand stays glued to yours

∙ it's not even a shock to everyone else because they secretly set you guys up

∙ calls you once you're home and asks if you'd like to try being something more with him

∙ he doesn't stop thinking about the kiss until he sees you again

｡ °₊ taehyun

∙ he honestly wasn't even into the game at first

∙ so he's surprised when the bottle lands on him

∙ and he's even more surprised when he sees you smiling at him shyly from across the room

∙ it's a little awkward at first seeing as he barely says anything

∙ asks if you're comfortable, if he should scoot over and give you some more room

∙ and you're just like "no no it's okay!"

∙ doesn't show it but his heart is beating so fast

∙ your hands brush and he's just frozen like

∙ he can't believe he's actually in this situation with you

∙ he sparks up some small talk and he's honestly really calm and soft about the entire situation

∙ just loves spending time with you and doesn't want to pressure you into doing anything you don't want to do

∙ even though you really want to kiss him

∙ but you're too shy to make a move

∙ and so is he

∙ you guys talk and he's so funny

∙ your stomach hurts from laughing afterward

∙ he's a little blushy when you guys leave the closet

∙ waves off the guys' disappointed comments when they find out you didn't kiss because he doesn't want you to feel awkward

∙ probably chokes out kai when he says "but you told me you wanted to kiss them—"

∙ and now it's your turn to blush

∙ he walks you home after the get-together, and the whole time he's thinking "i should kiss them, i should kiss them, i should kiss them"

∙ so when you reach your doorstep, he quietly calls your name and you can see how shaky his eyes are

∙ and he's just like "is it alright if i kiss you?"

∙ and in your head you're like "YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES"

∙ but instead, you reply with a little "yes" and a cute little nod and he's smiling at you and you're smiling at him and it's just so soft and cute and AAAAA

∙ he steps forward and cups the side of your face, his eyes flickering in between yours for a moment

∙ you can feel the butterflies in your stomach going crazy

∙ his lips are so gentle on yours as if he's trying to express all of his emotions towards you through the kiss

∙ his thumb brushes over your cheek and you feel like you're floating

∙ despite it being short and sweet, you pull away breathless, your heartbeat drumming in your ears

∙ taehyun's face is as red as a tomato and you can't help but to giggle at how shy he looks

∙ he wishes you goodnight with a small smile and you probably do a happy little dance once you shut the door behind you

｡ °₊ hueningkai

∙ when the bottle lands on him, his face is immediately covered in shock

∙ lowkey thinks it's some prank the guys pulled on him because they know how much he likes you

∙ lets out a small "finally" under his breath and one of the guys hears him and they just start cackling

∙ he is sooo nervous and giggly once you're inside the closet

∙ can barely hold eye contact for more than 3 seconds without his heart stuttering

∙ really, really, really wants to kiss you

∙ but he doesn't do anything until you show that you want to kiss him too

∙ you guys sit facing each other in the cramped space, knees touching and he just has that goofy little smile on his face

∙ and you're a little flustered, letting out a "what are you staring at?" with an awkward laugh

∙ and he's just giggles and he's like "you, of course" in a soft voice

∙ and you're just a giggly mess and kai is so obsessed with the sound of your laughter

∙ he looks so cute and you just want to kiss that smile on his face

∙ you don't even realize you said your thoughts out loud until you notice his eyes light up, the tips of his ears glowing red

∙ he squeaks out a "you—you want to kiss me?"

∙ and you can't even deny it so you just bashfully laugh with a small "yeah"

∙ you didn't think it was possible for his smile to grow even wider, his eyes bunching up cutely at your affirmation

∙ he mumbles an "i want to kiss you too" and your face heats up

∙ "then do it"

∙ the kiss is so cute and innocent, you both giggling nervously, your noses brushing at the proximity

∙ his hand comes up to rest on the back of your neck as he leans in, pecking your lips once, twice, before full-on kissing you

∙ your head spins at how carefully he holds you

∙ everything passes by too quick and soon enough your time is up

∙ his face is bright red when he steps out and he tries to play it cool

∙ but he keeps blushing and giggling and looking at you

∙ like he can't believe that actually happened

∙ the guys asks for details but he shoos them off so you don't feel pressured

∙ just an overall sweetheart <3

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[soobpricity]

this love - kang taehyun

final letter ; kiss me

synopsis: what happens when soccer player!kang taehyun, who isn’t focused on school but is smart enough to pass, sees yn walk in the hallways nearly everyday after homecoming. taehyun’s new hallway crush begins to grow into something bigger, but what happens when he has to make a choice between yn or continuing to fail school ? will taehyun be able to focus on sports, classes, and trying to win yn over ?

“yn this is so ridiculous.” beomgyu stated, pacing around in your room with you. a slick black tuxedo showed off his more sharper side, the side of beomgyu that would make just about anyone swoon. “you can’t just let him get away with the shit he pulled.

“i’m not letting him get away with anything beomgyu… i’m just making sure he’s serious about all of this.. and maybe i just need to make sure that if he isn’t serious then i won’t feel attached.”

“and you’re doing that by giving him the favor of spending an important night with him ?” beomgyu sighed, he knew that you just wanted to spend the night with taehyun. it was the thing that you were looking forward to throughout the past few months ever since taehyun had promposed, beomgyu knew that. he listened to you ramble on about how much taehyun cared for you and how magical you imagined the night would go. “are you denying the truth or are you lying to me ?”

you turned your head, as beomgyu took a seat next to you. you avoided making eye contact with him.

“i still like him.. beomgyu.. i just..- i know he didn’t have a choice. he did what he thought was good for me, and even if it wasn’t the right thing.. he still put me over his own self. y’know… it’s the thought that has me so stuck up on him. but i don’t want to let him win me over so easily, i want to hate him, but i can’t..” you admit, feeling a bit embarrassed from your confession to beomgyu. which he only put an arm around your shoulder, pulling you in a bit.

“have you talked to sunghoon since y’know.. that day..?” beomgyu hesitantly asked as you pulled away a bit to make eye contact with the boy who sat in front of you.

“no.. i’ve been trying to talk to him but he’s been avoiding me. sunghoon’s a cool person and all, but i don’t think i ever saw him in that way.. y’know ?” you questioned, “even when i wasn’t with taehyun, i think.. i just always saw sunghoon as a friend.”

“don’t feel bad just because you didn’t have the same feelings, yn. that’s probably why sunghoon didn’t tell you, he probably knew that you’d feel so guilty over not liking him back. in fact, im surprised that you didn’t end up with him out of guilt.” beomgyu advised, a tiny smile reappearing on your face. you pulled beomgyu into a tight, warm hug.

“thank you so much, beomgyu.. for like- everything. you’re always looking out for me. and even though you don’t really like taehyun, you’re supporting my feelings.. and you always have.” you can’t help but feel your heart warm up from looking back at just how much beomgyu has been supporting you no matter what. everyone knew beomgyu as a silly guy who took nothing serious, but others knew beomgyu took him as this serious person who always showed empathy to those he loved. however, you knew the real beomgyu, the beomgyu who would give anyone the cold shoulder if they gave you the wrong look. the real beomgyu that constantly gave you a shoulder to cry on and would make you laugh the tears away. beomgyu wasn’t just funny or only sympathetic, beomgyu was a passionate person who cared about his loved ones, he wanted to see them laugh while also being sure to be the supportive person that he always wished to be. and he never failed at making you comfortable, you always felt like you could rant to him, and you always knew that you could tell him a terrible dad joke and he would still give you an impressive laugh which would only prove to be contagious as you would start a fit of laughter.

beomgyu was.. beomgyu. a kind hearted boy who was there for all the people he loved. if you were sure that you wanted to be with taehyun, then he was okay with it.

“that’s what i’m here for ! just, don’t replace me..” beomgyu mumbled into your shoulder. a small huff coming from your mouth as you suddenly pull away from the hug, catching beomgyu completely off guard.

“ha ! as if you’re replaceable !! you’re a one of a kind beomgyu !!” you jokingly argue, seeing beomgyu’s lips grow into a huge grin. just as the two of you were about to get into another rage of laughter, you phone rang, seeing the bolded letters read ‘taehyun 🚫’. you took a look at beomgyu then back at your phone.

“answer it !” beomgyu exclaimed, picking up your phone and handing it to you as you panicked to swipe the green phone button.

“hello..?” taehyun answered the phone wondering why there was no noise coming from your end. he fumbled with the buttons on his tuxedo, being sure to look his nicest for you.

“oh. hi !” you say a bit too aggressively even though you didn’t mean to come off aggressive. you nervously begin to bite at your lip, before stopping due to receiving a cold stare from beomgyu.

“yn.. i’m outside for whenever you’re ready..” taehyun mumbled into the phone, taking out a bouquet from the backseat of his car. he messed around with the petals ensuring that the bouquet looked as lively as it could.

beomgyu gave you one last look, “if you don’t think you can spend the rest of the night with taehyun. just give us as call.. and we’ll be by your side,” you grinned, thanking beomgyu for his kind actions and for offering his shoulder for support. beomgyu had proven himself to be your biggest supporter ever. you give him one final hug before hurrying outside, spotting taehyun. his eyes widened as he took a singular look at you. his heart pounding, his anxiety piling onto him as he took a minute to catch a breath, trying to find words to tell you.

“yn.. you look.. really really pretty..” taehyun complimented, sticking out a bouquet filled with different colored hydrangeas. a tiny smile on his face, he pointed to the pink hydrangeas, “pink hydrangeas are the most romantic flowers… umm.. they also resemble a beating heart..” taehyun mumbled the last part, his own heart beating at a rapid pace. he couldn’t mess this up at all, he had to make you happy no matter what. if you wanted him to spend thousands of dollars on a piece of jewelry then he was willing to go into debt for the rest of his life to make you happy. and taehyun was sure that he’d never regret that decision, especially since it was something that he was doing for you. if you wanted him to truly stay away from you for the rest of your life then he was willing to do so if it was going to make you happy. if there was anything in the world that you wanted or wished to happen, then taehyun was willing to do anything to make it happen.

“thanks..” you sent a tiny and awkward smile towards taehyun’s way. he reached out for your hand, which you hesitantly accepted, on the roof of his car, rested a small box. he opened it, a blue hydrangea peeking its petals out from the box. he picked up the flower from the box, attached to it was a pearly bracelet. taehyun’s placed the corsage onto your wrist. “what does this one mean..” you knew very well what a blue hydrangea meant, but something inside of you wanted to make sure that taehyun was on the same page as you. you needed to know that taehyun didn’t just get a blue hydrangea because he thought it was cute. luckily for you, taehyun did extensive research on hydrangeas, he didn’t stop for the first flower that he found. rather he took time to find a flower that you liked while knowing the meaning behind it.

“so many people agree that blue hydrangeas are really, really pretty.. but personally i’ve said things to you that i don’t mean… things that i regret ever even thinking about saying to you, so.. blue hydrangeas represent regret and apology. i’m sorry for everything i've done to you, sorry for all the pain i’ve caused you.. please be patient with me.” a soft smile appeared on your face, happy to see taehyun pass your test.

“should we just.. forget about everything ?” you asked, so far you were pleased with the way that taehyun was treating you, you were so impressed with everything that taehyun had done for you so far, in all honesty this was just the beginning. you wanted to spend the rest of the night with taehyun, happily. you at least wanted a remarkable prom night, and even though you wanted to hate taehyun, something inside of you just couldn’t bring yourself to truly hate the boy.. that very same thing inside of you told you that taehyun was the only person who could grant you a happy night. “at least for tonight..”

“if it’ll make you happy, we can do anything you’d like.” taehyun grinned, pulling you into a sweetly warm embrace. he grabbed your bouquet, placing it in the backseat of his car, before hurrying over to open the passenger door for you. which you gladly accepted, taking a seat in the passenger’s seat. waiting for him to come over to the driver’s seat, which you didn’t wait long for him to do.

the two of you sat in silence on your way to the venue, not much to say after taehyun had given his apology. you continuously looked at the corsage that taehyun had gifted you, eyes trying to hide just how much you loved it. the smile that you tried to hold back, the one that would give away all just how vulnerable you were to taehyun’s loving actions. everything that he had done so far was telling you exactly just how the night was going to end. how you were going to be back into your romantic dream of a relationship. taehyun noticed the look behind your eyes, a bit of relaxation running through him, his eyes staying on the road, yet a part of him still wanted to turn to look at your flustered state. your focus moved from the corsage to the dark blue sky, attempting to calm your flustered state down. you were nearly worried that taehyun could hear the intense pounding of your heart. it had been such a good minute since you had felt so.. loved.

you caught the passing scenery, beginning to melt into the current warmth that you felt emitting from taehyun and perhaps the nervous yet excited feeling that you felt deep down in your tummy. taehyun put the car in park as soon as he found parking outside the venue. you stepped outside the car, waiting for taehyun patiently as he walked around. hand in hand, the two of you walked towards the entrance of the venue taking out your ticket to show the two teachers who were waiting by the entrance to overlook any kind of people who were sneaking in. as soon as both you and taehyun gave them your names, they nicely welcomed you in, wishing you an amazing night.

“did you eat beforehand ?” taehyun yelled into your ear, attempting to speak over the music. you could barely catch what he was saying, nodding to his question, before asking him the same thing. taehyun just nodded, knowing that he was lying because he just couldn’t bring himself to have a meal, not when he felt so nervous and clammy. this entire time, he had put so much work and effort into your relationship, and all he could wish for was for tonight to go his way.

both you and taehyun spent sometime dancing with each other, quietly. the two of you were too afraid to say anything, afraid to break the oddly calm tension between you two. however, just as you left the dance floor.

you caught sunghoon’s presence, watching as he tried to pass by you and hoping to not grab your attention. however that seemed to fail as you grabbed a hold of his wrist, taehyun watching intently, feeling worried. had he done something wrong ? were you going to ditch him for sunghoon ? his overthinking began to overwhelm him, keeping his hand in yours. hoping that you wouldn’t call him out for his sweaty palms. it was impossible to not notice the clingy hold that taehyun had on your hand, worried that you’d leave him. you gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, pulling him to your side.

“sunghoon ?”

“oh, yn.” you noticed ning ning by his side as she began to feel quite awkward. after sunghoon had discussed everything out with taehyun, he decided to take ning ning out as his friendly prom date. she didn’t mean to avoid you like sunghoon had suggested, but she did want to avoid any question about who she was going to prom with which eventually meant avoiding you and beomgyu, even taehyun as well. for some odd reason, she felt like she was betraying you by agreeing to sunghoon’s promposal.

“can we talk ?” you asked, giving a look between sunghoon and ning, trying to silently propose to talk alone. however you received a returning look from sunghoon to taehyun. you turned to look a him, holding onto his hand. a affirmative smile and a gentle shoulder squeeze was all it took to get him to stop worrying as much as he was. you followed sunghoon off to a more private area, less people surrounding you than where you were previously at. now you were in some sort of hallway that seemed to lead to the restrooms. two windows on the left wall and a painting hung in between the gap of the two windows. a small table underneath the painting.

“what do you want to talk about ?” sunghoon casually questioned, it nearly seemed as if the two of you had no issues to talk out.

“about me and you.. y’know exactly what i want to talk about ?”

“i do ?” sunghoon sarcastically answered, his eyebrow raised as he moved his foot, nearly playing around like a child.

“yes.. y’know, you liking me.. why are you avoiding me ? i’m sorry that i didn’t like you back, but i really loved you as a friend and i just don’t want us to fall apart due to such trivial issues.”

“well to you it may be trivial, yn. but this shit felt like the world to me. i helped you get through your breakup with taehyun and i know that he and i had this whole conversation about how he quite actually has your heart, but you need to give me some space, i can’t just.. i can’t just get over you so quickly. just trust me, a little more time to myself and i promise, we’ll be back to how we used to be, okay ?” he raised his eyebrows one last time before seeing you nod. “okay, don’t ruin your night because of me, i think taehyun wants to dance one last time with you.” sunghoon turned around and made immense eye contact with taehyun as you tried to see where he was looking at, as soon as you spotted taehyun, you went right into his direction. attempting to push through the crowd to get to taehyun, who ended up doing the same thing, meeting him in the middle of the crowd, tiny smiles created.

the two of you followed the crowd, hearing the supervisors countdown to their announcement on prom king and queen. you held taehyun nearby, even playing with his fingers, awaiting for the announcement to be made. the way that the two of you were together fooled everyone, it seemed as if nothing ever happened and as if nothing could ever happen to split the two of you apart. the body language was the same as to when you and taehyun were still together with only a few differences that only the two of you could notice, the only other difference was the lack of words that the two of you were barely exchanging.

“after counting all the votes, tonight’s prom king is..” your principal leads up to the answer asking for a drum roll before quickly announcing, “kang taehyun !!” you clap for the boy, immediately releasing him from your grasp. as he stood there, taking a minute to process everything. you ushered him up to the stage, before attempting to leave.

“yn.. don’t go just yet.” taehyun winked before proceeding to give back the spotlight to your principal. she gave a tiny smile, knowing that taehyun had worked rather hard for his plan to be fulfilled.

“and it’s only fitting to announce that tonight’s prom queen, is none other than, l/n y/n !!” the principal announced, you stood there stunned, seeing taehyun hold out his hand for you. for the past month he had spent time communicating with his close friends and any acquaintances to vote for you and him as both king and queen. spending time persuading his close friends to tell anyone they knew to vote for you. and to be fair, taehyun was the school’s sweetheart, it was impossible to not do as he kindly asked. you hesitantly took his hand, shyly walking up the stage.

you and taehyun had plastic crowns placed on your heads, a tiny smile on your face, unable to believe everything that was happening. you couldn’t believe that even the principal knew all about taehyun’s plan. slow music began to play, as you knew that the prom king and queen had to dance together, the two of you moved down to the center of the dance floor, placing you hand on taehyun’s shoulder, as he placed his hand on your waist. the two of you gently moved to the rhythm as everyone else followed, getting their loved one or even their closest friend and beginning to slow dance with them.

“i want you for worse or for better, i would wait forever and ever. broke your heart, i’ll put it back together.” taehyun nervously whispered into your ear, his hands caressing yours as he pulled away placing a small grin on his face. a ridiculous amount of butterflies filled your stomach, forgetting that you and taehyun were in the center of the dance floor. ignoring all the people around you, a giggle exiting your mouth as you realized exactly what taehyun was saying.

“are you serious ?” you spoke, a smile decorating your face as you looked into taehyun’s eyes. eyes filled with nothing but love for you, nothing you would refuse to accept.

“you’re really pretty.” taehyun commented, his ears beginning to burn after being caught reusing taylor swift lyrics in order to save his own relationship. he changed the subject, fixing the gem-filled crown that rested atop your head. his hand moved to rest on your waist extending the arm that kept your hand in his, his hand left your waist in order to move your hand onto his shoulder, before returning to your waist. as he began to move his feet to the rhythm.

“you’re so cute.” you broke taehyun’s long rampage of silence, a smirk returning to his face as his confidence was beginning to fade back into his life.

“but you’re even cuter.” taehyun brought his hand up to caress your cheek. a comforting atmosphere finally being resettled between the two of you. your trust running back to you, as you took his hand and gently guided him out of the crowded venue, exiting and catching a cold spring breeze. you saw the cherry blossoms that had petals falling off of the branches, already imagining the romance movie-like scene that would be created. taehyun couldn’t help but chuckle at your rather cutely excited state. running to the trees before finally facing him once again, hand in hand. you looked down before bringing your eyes up to his, taehyun looked ethereal in the moonlight, his features being brought to light by the streetlights. light reflecting off of the concrete road.

“so.. you’ve really made me realize so many of things taehyun. one.. you’ve made me realized that i really can’t live without you, even after everything and trying to see you in such a negative light, i had such a hard time hating you because it was just so impossible. it was hard to even think that someone who has loved me and treated me like no one else has ever cared for me could truly just be in this relationship for the academic benefits. another thing that you taught me is that, love truly blinds people. i think that i was so caught up in my own pain that i never really realized or processed the things that you said to me, that you broke up with me for my own good. looking back at it now, i get it, you just didn’t want to see me in pain, but you shouldn’t be the one to decide what happens to me. i know you were looking out for me, but we could’ve spared both of our feelings if we had better communication to begin with.. i shouldn’t have blamed everything on just you, it was also my fault, for not understanding..”

“yn.. you had every right to be upset, i said things to you that i didn’t mean. those things aren’t the best words to hear from someone who’s supposed to love you. just trust me when i say that i didn’t want to say any of that, trust me when i tell you that you’re the person who i, this is gonna sound really cringy and weird.. but i just, i want to spend my future with you..” taehyun frowns, beginning to fear that maybe he was planning way too ahead into the future than you were ready for. you’d never really thought about anything so far into the future as taehyun had. you’d only thought about enjoying the memories you were creating with taehyun. however, the more that taehyun’s words sunk into your mind, the more you realized that a future with taehyun wouldn’t be so bad. in fact, it seemed quite surreal. you could almost imagine it now, waking up next to taehyun, exchanging homemade packed lunches for each other. spending life with each other even through ups and downs, you were nearly sure that taehyun could never purposely want to hurt you. after all, everything that had happened was because of something out of his control. well not exactly, but you knew that if it wasn’t for that then taehyun would’ve never exchanged such cruel words to you.

your hands gave taehyun’s a small affirmative squeeze, looking at him with a wide smile. beginning to reach up onto your tip toes to reach his mouth. your lips pressing against his as you couldn’t help but let your happiness and excitement get the best of you. it was all just so- romantic. you didn’t care if taehyun’s words were cheesy, all you wanted was to make sure that he stuck by his words and that you would be able to spend the rest of your life with him no matter how many hurdles life would throw at the two of you.

you pressed your ear against taehyun’s warm chest. a happy smile resting on your face, a comfortable silence resting in the atmosphere. taehyun’s hands ran through your hair, soft tiny grin decorating his already handsome face.

you couldn’t be any happier, with taehyun back on your side, you knew that all of this was unbelievable. if someone told you in the beginning of the year that you would end up arm in arm with kang taehyun, you would’ve looked at them oddly. you with the school’s athletic sweetheart ? tutoring the sweet boy and getting to know him ? you would’ve been shocked to hear how on the first day of tutoring you would be absolutely enamored by kang taehyun. his once-hallway crush was now in his arms, as his lover. he couldn’t mess this up, he didn’t plan on doing so either.

“what’s your favorite flower..” taehyun questioned one last time.

“pink hydrangeas, it hasn’t changed. yours ?”

“i have a lot, mistletoes, petunias, primrose, lavender roses.. even red tulips.”

you looked at taehyun, feeling so fulfilled by his innocent confession, pressing one last kiss on his lips.

©️soobpricity

red tulips : believe me. declaration of love

lavender rose : enchantment. love at first sight.

primrose : i can’t live without you

petunias : your presence soothes me

mistletoe : kiss me. affection.

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an: this is the last chapter or “letter”…. kinda sad but i had to finish it especially because i felt like i was less dedicated to writing this smau than i was with anti romantic. i just feel like this smau lacked a conflict even though i think it had a stronger conflict. i actually know what im doing for my next smau but i really want to write a good handful of chapters before posting because… i really don’t trust myself to be consistent. i will try to post one shots in between the time that it takes me to finish the smau. hint : it has to do with a poll i did a while ago. ALSO HOW DID YALL LIKE TXT’S COMEBACK ? I LOVE MIRACLE !! also who’s going to see txt !! i’m seeing them both days in rosemont 🤭🤭

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Imagine TxT teasing you for your crush on Taehyun

All of TxT were beautiful but there was just something about Taehyun that made you weak. It wasn't even his looks! You of course noticed his beautiful big eyes and charming smile but that wasn't what made you fall for him. You loved his chill personality and how effortlessly cool he was. You always liked the quiet mysterious type and that was Taehyun down to a tee. He wasn't easily swayed or won over and you admired that. Then you learned he was also a great singer, strong as hell and a nice person. That's when you stopped denying your crush and the members worked it out soon after.

You were a soloist under the same label as them and as you were similar ages often hung out and became friends. Being a soloist you were quite confident and loud but they noticed you'd become quieter in one particular scenario...around Taehyun.

When Taehyun was in front of you, you started questioning yourself more and thought over what you were going to say before you said it. In other words, you went from being a Beomgyu to being a Soobin and that was noticeable. When Yeonjun asked if you had a thing for Taehyun (when the boy had left of course) you went bright red and that answered that question.

So the boys began teasing you for your crush on Taehyun. They claimed it was to try and encourage you to ask him out but they enjoyed it just a little bit.

You worked on the same floor as TxT and shared a breakroom with them. You could have your own but being a soloist can be lonely sometimes so you happily merged with TxT. You came into the room and Beomgyu cheered "Y/n!". You smiled "hey, sorry I can't stay I'm looking for my phone". You only then noticed Taehyun was also in the room and looked down slightly. "Okay but can you help us?" Beomgyu asked "we were debating something. "Okay" you said nodding and Beomgyu smiled "what do you think is Taehyun's best hair colour? I think blonde or red but he thinks black. What do you think he looks best in?". You immediately paused trying not to react in any way. You could see Beomgyu smirking but Taehyun was just watching you, patiently waiting for an answer. You thought every hair colour suited Taehyun and so having to just pick one right in front of him was beyond hard. "Erm I quite like the new orange you've got". "Really?" Taehyun asked and you nodded. "You're not just saying that because it's what's in front of you are you?" Beomgyu asked pushing you "come on Y/n dig deep! What's your real favourite?". "I...I'm not sure but I do like the orange" you told Taehyun "it's a hard colour to pull off but you do it really well". You were looking down embarrassed so didn't see the look on Taehyun's face but Beomgyu did and he smiled. Taehyun had been a little self-conscious of his current hair colour which had started this whole debate. So your words brought a smile to Taehyun's face who was relieved to hear a girl say he looked good. "Thanks Y/n" Taehyun said and you nodded "no problem" before going back to searching.

While you were looking down the side of the sofa, Beomgyu nudged Taehyun's arm and passed him something. Taehyun looked down to see it was your phone! Judging from Beomgyu's grin he'd stolen it and was including Taehyun in the *fun*. Taehyun tried to give it back but Beomgyu wouldn't take it. So Taehyun placed it on the table hoping you'd see it but you didn't. You didn't seem to glance near him and Beomgyu chuckled happily to himself. "Maybe it's not in here" you sighed "but where is it?". Taehyun sighed and placed it on the chair beside him "hey Y/n this isn't it, is it?" he asked holding it up "I just noticed it here under this cushion". You looked up and your eyes lit up when you saw it in his hand. "That's it! Taehyun you're amazing!". "Aww Y/n that's so nice of you to say!" Beomgyu awed and Taehyun saw you get embarrassed and blush. "It's no problem" he said ignoring Beomgyu "I lose mine all the time" and with another thank you to him you rushed away. "Why did you steal Y/n's phone?" Taehyun asked and Beomgyu grinned "no reason". He'd tease you but there was no way he'd admit right to Taehyun's face that he did it because of your crush on him. He was chaotic but he was a lawful chaotic.

The next time TxT got you with their scheming it was Huening Kai, who you mistakenly thought was still an innocent baby. Their latest comeback was out and he invited you to do a reel with him for social media. You agreed and even came in on your day off to do it with him. You hadn't dressed up and came straight from the gym so didn't look your best but you were only seeing Huening! Or so you thought...

Huening texted you it was in rehearsal room 3 so you let yourself in and didn't even check through the glass to see who was in there. "I'm here! and only 10 minutes late!" you called grinning before you froze seeing Taehyun standing there. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" you cried "Kai told me it was room 3". "It is!" Taehyun said "didn't he tell you I was doing it with you instead? He wasn't feeling great this morning". You looked down at your phone and saw a message from Huening Kai "Have fun Y/n ;)". You almost gasped at the mischievous maknae and nodded to Taehyun "yeah it's just come through now". "You ready to get started?" Taehyun asked and you nodded "yeah of course and set your stuff down. Taehyun spotted your protein shake and smiled "just come from the gym?". You nodded "yeah that's why my outfit isn't shoot ready but they told me I can change into an old stage one". Taehyun nodded "yeah we can learn it first then you can change...but to be fair you look fine in that. Can we just do it as she is?" he asked the staff. Your eyes almost popped out of your skull "no! I mean I look all lazy and like I don't care". Taehyun shook his head "I don't think so, I like your gym outfit but you can of course change in you want to" and you blushed at Taehyun saying he liked your gym gear.

You moved on to learning the steps and were relieved that your brain could still work even when Taehyun was in proximity to you. He was also a good dancer teacher and you managed to pick up the steps pretty quickly. "Yeah that's it, wow you mastered that so fast!" Taehyun said praising you and you shook your head "no I just...you're a good teacher, you made it nice and easy" you insisted. "Well either way I think you're ready so fancy shooting?" he asked. You nodded "yeah I'll just go change real quick give me 5 minutes" and went to see what they'd chosen for you.

You were pleased because it was an outfit that you thought you looked pretty good in but when you came back Taehyun had also changed and he looked amazing! They'd clearly tried to match your outfits because you both had a punk vibe but Taehyun just looked amazing in his ripped white vest and leather trousers. He had some chains around his neck and fingerless gloves on. His biceps were exposed and your eyes went to them without even meaning to. "Wow" you said when you saw him and then panicked realising you'd said that out loud. "I mean you look good" you said and Taehyun smiled "so do you, who would've thought our concepts would work so well together?". "Yeah it's a happy coincidence" you agreed still not trusting yourself to look up from the floor. "Okay so if you stand together in the centre of the room. we'll do a couple of takes so even if you mess up just keep going" the staff directed you and you nodded.

Seeing Taehyun go all out right beside you was so impressive and hot. You'd seen him dance before but never this close to you and you blushed at the interactive part where he leaned an arm on your shoulder. "Y/n make sure to look up at the camera for that last part" the staff said catching you and you nodded determined to just get on with when Kai appeared. "Hi" he said sauntering into the studio "I've just got back from the doctor and he says I'm sick but I wanted to see you guys perform together. You look amazing side by side". You blushed murder in your eyes but could hardly attack Kai in front of so many people so you just thanked him and got ready to finish the shoot. Kai stood right behind the camera with a smile on his face and you were determined not to let him know he'd won. So you performed as if the rent was due and the staff all cheered when you were done. "That was so good!" they cried and you blushed "really?" and you and Taehyun leaned forwards to watch.

The footage was really good. You and Taehyun were so in sync and you looked so confident beside him! Anger was apparently your most effective emotion because there was no question about which take they were using. You tried to catch Kai after the shoot but he rushed off pre-empting your mood. You turned to grab your stuff to find Taehyun watching you. "Hey are you heading home?" Taehyun asked and you nodded "yeah I am, why?". "Could I walk with you? My gym is near you and I'm done for the day now". "You're done?" you asked and Taehyun nodded "yeah I was just filling in for Kai, it's my day off too". "Oh I had no idea, that's so kind of you!" you said reminding yourself to punch Kai extra hard for doing this to Taehyun. "It's fine" Taehyun said "Kai told me you were coming in especially and I didn't want you to come all this way for nothing". You smiled "thank you" and Taehyun shrugged "no problem" walking out with you.

"So do you work out often?" Taehyun asked you and you paused "oh not really, I only do 3 or 4 days a week. I enjoy it when I'm actually there but I find I don't have lots of time and the time I do have I don't necessarily want to spend in the gym". Taehyun nodded "that's fair enough, I'm not always in the gym either". "Really?" you asked smiling "you're known as the strongest TxT member for a reason". Taehyun blushed, looking down as you said that and you worried you might've been too forward he didn't seem uncomfortable. "Okay I am but I didn't want you to think I was one of those guys obsessed with looking strong and working out. You know whose only hobby is the gym". You were shocked he wanted you to have a good impression of him but very pleased. "I don't think that about you" you reassured him and Taehyun smiled.

You chatted more about what you did at the gym and Taehyun seemed impressed with how much weight you could lift and you were surprised to learn you both ran the same long distance. You also chatted about what else you did and it was surprisingly nice. With each word, you felt more and more comfortable with him. You were surprised how much interest he was showing in you and were you dreaming or was he actually flirting with you a little?

When you reached his gym you stopped so you could finish what you were saying you'd both been talking so much! You both stayed outside the gym for 5 minutes because you had too much to say but finally you felt like you should let Taehyun go. "Well today was super fun, maybe we should work out together sometime?" Taehyun asked and you blushed "yeah I'd love that". Taehyun smiled back "great, well I'll probably see you tomorrow at work then" and with a wave, he disappeared inside.

What on earth was happening?

The other members of TxT noticed you and Taehyun were closer and of course, took all the credit. "All I'm saying is we better get a toast on your wedding day" Yeonjun said when you were over at theirs for a movie night. "Yeah, and we want you to name your kids after us starting with Beomgyu!". "We're not getting married or having children, we've just started talking to each other" you argued. "Yeah but you'll get there" Huening Kai said so nonchalantly you were surprised. "Why are you guys so certain this will evolve into something more? How do you know Taehyun isn't just being nice or doesn't just want to be friends". Yeonjun went to speak when Beomgyu snorted. "What?" you asked him and then noticed him looking at something behind you. You turned to see Yeonjun shaking his head at Beomgyu and jumped "what was that?". "What was what?" he asked shooting you a smile. "What was that look?" you asked "you were telling him not to say anything! Why?". "Why can't we just tell her?" Beomgyu sighed and then Yeonjun punched him. "Ow!" Beomgyu cried "yeah good going she's not more suspicious now". The two were getting ready to argue when Huening Kai frowned "but why can't we tell her? We know her secret". "Yes but she chose to tell us" Yeonjun argued. "Not really, you asked her if she liked Taehyun and she just blushed" Soobin reasoned. Yeonjun frowned "really?" and the others all nodded. "So you bullied her into spilling big shock" Beomgyu said rubbing his arm and Yeonjun sighed "we can't! We promised we wouldn't". "I didn't! I was very careful with that" Beomgyu admitted "I nodded my head but never promised". "Fine then you do it but I want no part of this!" Yeonjun said and he went to sit away from you all. "Okay Beomgyu spill!" you cried and he turned to you "okay we're sure this will evolve into more because Taehyun's into you".

"What? No..." you said but the smiles on Soobin, Beomgyu and Huening Kai's faces made you pause "really?". "Yes!" Beomgyu practically shouted "see when we found out you liked him we started working on Taehyun too! We'd talk you up to him and point out how pretty you looked and things like that". You blushed "really? that's so sweet". It wasn't his idea!" Yeonjun said coming back over "Beomgyu did just want to torment you but I was the one who suggested we do something proactive" he explained. You smiled "well that was really kind of you thank you Yeonjun, and you think it's worked?". "Totally!" Yeonjun said "Taehyun was in his own world so you'd never occurred to him like that but when we started drawing his attention to you, you did the rest. He started checking you out more whenever we saw you in passing and dressing nicer if he knew he might bump into you. Then the day after you shot your reel he came back to the house so smiley". "Really?" you asked and the guys nodded "he watched your reel like 50 times" Soobin chuckled and you blushed. "oh my god this is so great...and terrifying".

"Terrifying?" Yeonjun asked and you nodded "now I know he's into me that puts so much more pressure on me! Before I figured I had no chance so what was there to lose but now I know he likes me and is watching me when we're together...oh god why did I wear this dress it is in no way Taehyun looking at me level". The guys were in the middle of telling you that was stupid when Taehyun walked right through the front door.

You all froze and he looked at you "what's going on?". "Nothing!" Yeonjun said "we were just...". "Okay honestly?" Soobin asked standing up "we'll tell you". "Soobin" Beomgyu hissed but the eldest held up his hands "no we can't lie to him it's not right...we were ordering the food and were going to use your free side for ourselves. We're really sorry". "You sneaks!" Taehyun called laughing "order me the chicken wings please" and he disappeared into his room while you all high-fived Soobin.

You could excuse the younger member's matchmaking to an extent but for the eldest two members, there were no excuses.

Soobin and Yeonjun figured now you knew Taehyun liked you that things could progress a little and why pass up a perfect opportunity like tonight? They texted Huening Kai and Beomgyu to let them know about the plan and then got to work.

At first, you didn't suspect anything was going on. Sure the guys all left a seat beside you for Taehyun and were doing their usual thing of drawing his attention to you with compliments etc. Then they started doing things that were just plain obvious.

When you all moved through to the living room to watch films Yeonjun practically dragged Beomgyu off the small sofa so you could sit there. He didn't even try and hide what he was doing, he just smiled at you and said "Y/n why don't you sit here?". He didn't even try and come up with an excuse and not wanting to embarrass Taehyun, you took the seat.

Then when they were distributing popcorn Yeonjun claimed they'd suddenly lost some bowls" so there weren't enough for everyone to have their own bowl. "You and Y/n don't mind sharing one right?" Yeonjun asked Taehyun who looked at you with his big eyes. "Erm she can just have it, it's okay". You shook your head "no that's not fair, I'm happy sharing if you are? Or here's an idea..." you took a crisp packet and filled that up with popcorn so you and Taehyun could both have your own. "Problem solved" you said smiling at Taehyun and then winked at Yeonjun. Yeonjun just smiled back mischievously and you knew the night wasn't over yet.

You were about 20 minutes into the film when the main character walked up to a group of women and told one of them he thought she was beautiful. "I never know if things like that are flattering or creepy" Huening Kai said and Beomgyu nodded "yeah is it too full on?". "Hmm I don't know I think it can be nice, no messing around and confidence is hot" Yeonjun argued. "But how much is too much?" Huening Kai asked and Soobin smiled. "What do you think Y/n?". You paused "oh I'm not sure" you said but Soobin wasn't giving up that easily. "Aww come on imagine it! So you're out with some friends and let's say...Taehyun here comes up to you and tells you he thinks you're really beautiful and asks for your number. Hot or not?". Soobin was a lot more devious than you'd ever realised and you almost smiled at the innocent look on his face. He'd totally planned this and now you didn't know what to say! You couldn't help but glance at Taehyun and saw him watching you like a hawk. He smiled when you looked at him but his eyes were so focused and there was something there in them that made your stomach flutter. It was then you realised the guys were right, Taehyun wanted you.

You took a breath and replied "I'd think it's hot but honestly, I can't imagine any girl not finding Taehyun hot so I don't think he's a fair test subject". Everyone in the room paused and then Soobin, Yeonjun, Beomgyu and Huening Kai all smiled to see you flirt with Taheyun. The poor boy on the other hand was pink and looked very flustered but was also smiling widely. "I...that's not true but coming from someone like you that's a huge compliment" Taehyun replied. You smiled "you're very welcome" and could feel the excitement in the room shoot up.

It was quite easy to flirt with Taehyun after you made the initial move and Taehyun himself didn't waste any time flirting back. You'd never seen the TxT members look prouder and when Yeonjun genuinely looked like he might cry seeing you and Taehyun sat close together watching something on his phone you had to take a break. You went to the kitchen to "get another drink" and shot Yeonjun a look telling him to follow you. So when seconds later you heard someone behind you, you assumed it was him. "Why were you doing that? It was so forced and cringe! You made me so uncomfortable". "Oh I'm sorry...I'll stop" you heard someone say and spun around to see Taehyun.

He looked shocked and upset and went to head away when you rushed after him "wait Taehyun I didn't know that was you, I thought you were Yeonjun!". "It's fine don't worry" Taehyun said but you grabbed his arm "no Taehyun I really wasn't unhappy with what you were doing in there, I actually liked it". "Then why are you mad at Yeonjun?". You laughed "couldn't you tell how much he and Soobin were pushing us together?". "Honestly no, I was a little preoccupied the second you sat next to me" he admitted. "That's so sweet! They've all been doing it, Beomgyu makes comments when you're around, Kai brought us together for the reel and Yeonjun and Soobin were creating reasons for us to interact. Like I said I wasn't upset at having an excuse to interact with you, more I thought we had it covered". "Wait how long has this been going on?" Taehyun asked "them teasing you?". You frowned "about 2 months or so, I let slip I had a crush on you and the rest was history". "So you do like me?" Taehyun asked and you nodded "yes, I think you're very impressive, hot and cool...do you need more?" you asked and then jumped because you'd inadvertently walked into the door behind you. Taehyun had slowly been coming closer to you and you'd backed up but now there was nowhere else to go. "Are you okay?" Taehyun asked reaching for your head and you nodded "I'm fine". He smiled "good and I don't need anything more just to tell you I like you too". "Really?" you asked excitedly and Taehyun smiled "yes, I've never met a girl whose simultaneously so sweet and kind and also so powerful, strong and fierce. When we did that reel I went crazy seeing the muscles in your back and you get more interesting every time we speak". Taehyun still hadn't moved away from you and your heart was hammering in your chest. When you didn't think you could take it any more you sighed "please for the love of god do something about it!" and Taehyun nodded "okay" and kissed you.

It was a good first kiss. Taehyun wasn't too full on because it was your first kiss but he was still intoxicating and everything from how soft his lips were to how nice his hair smelled froze you crazy. Your hands naturally settled against him and you loved being able to press your hands up against him. Taehyun took the lead but you fought him a little and he loved that. When he pulled away you were both smiling.

"Wow after 2 months of teasing that really hit the spot" you said and Taehyun smiled "really?". "Yeah" you said still short of breath and Taehyun nodded "give me a second" and marched back into the living room. You followed him surprised and missed the first part of his sentence but heard "you've been teasing her for her crush for over 2 months. I'm in a good mood tonight but if you ever treat her like that again I will cover you all in bruises. Are we clear?". Silence followed and then all the guys rushed to assure Taehyun they'd never tease you again. Taehyun then realised you were here and smiled at you "now would you like to finish the video or go something together darling?". You blushed as he said darling and could think of nothing better than going somewhere where you had his attention solely on you. So you held out your hand saying "together" and Taehyun nodded "let's go" and marched you out the front door.

You got in his car and drove with the windows down and music blaring. You had no idea where you were going and neither did he. Neither of you cared because all you could think about was Taehyun's hand on your leg and all he could think about was your hand on top of his. You decided you'd take being teased for 2 months if this was the result and sat back in your seat, ready to enjoy the ride.

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TXT AS TYPES OF LOVE !! ฅ/ᐠ. ̫ .ᐟ\ฅ

+ how i see fit to them and their relationship w u <3

txt x gn!reader

content: just fluff!!

> SOOBIN

domestic love; the kind of love where it’s so much like you’re married already. living apart doesn’t change a thing, each other’s home is easily your own. coming home to each other from work, having coffee together in the mornings, brushing your teeth while the other pees, no boundaries like you’ve been wed for years now. but it’s nice to have someone you trust and love so dearly.

> YEONJUN

he’s passionate love; the kind you only see in movies and read in books!!!!! kissing you on your doorstep, in the rain with your hands in his, in front of his friends— he’s so unapologetic about loving you! can barely keep his hands off you, what makes you think he wouldn’t show his friends how lucky he is to have a love like yours?

> BEOMGYU

a goofy and fiery love; it’s one that’s always difficult to explain. he bickers with you, prods fun and teases like nobody else, all because he doesn’t know what else to do about the butterflies that stir in his gut. they flutter crazily when you get fed up and shut up him up with a kiss harsh enough to leave him breathless and panting for another— but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

> TAEHYUN

the most cliché ‘i married my best friend’ love but of a most literal extent!! talking to each other about anything and everything like gossiping teenagers, remembering every detail abt the other, being each other’s calm in any storm you may face, slumber parties despite living together for months already; he wants it all and loves the way it makes you smile despite being such simple gestures. he sets a standard for you like nobody else does or ever will!!!!!

> HUENINGKAI

puppy love— his first love <3 wow who would’ve seen this one coming!! everything is so just new and exciting, where does he even begin!! brings you flowers he picked randomly from his family’s garden, shy squeals and high-pitched giggles escaping his mouth everytime you ask to kiss him but he’d never turn you down! stunned everytime he sees you, eyes lighting up like you put the very stars in his skies— and he thinks you do <3

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[yeonjunsbxtch]

I Feel Everything - Kang Taehyun

Summary: You loved Taehyun, but sometimes he was just a bit too cold. He wasn’t good at showing his emotions, which often left you wondering what was going through his head. Until one day, you snapped when he was late to your anniversary dinner. And he didn’t seem to care all too much. So you decided it was time to call it quits. Little did you know that was enough to trigger some emotion out of him.

Genre: angst, smut, fluff

Warnings: yelling, cold!taehyun, laughing during an argument, unprotected sex, marking, dom!taehyun, possessiveness, pet names, degradation, dirty talk, arguing, swearing, insults, angry!taehyun, choking, toxic, edging, cunnilingus, praise

Pairing: Taehyun x fem!reader

Word Count: 3k+

*summary, genre, word count, and warnings are not final

*COMING SOON*

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[gyunivrse]

— taehyun imagine ♡

taehyun can't pretend why he never likes your new boyfriends

taehyun x f!reader | bestfriends to lovers(?) | fluff and slight angst | end is kinda rushed and i didn't proofread <//3

it felt like the millionth time that taehyun ended up like this. of course, he didn't mind it (he totally did), but he found it strange that you always picked him for these kinds of situations.

you had him rummaging through your closet to find the perfect dress for a blind date you'd planned, figuring that he would make a better pick than you. he wasn't sure if he liked the feeling of sending you off to meet another guy in an outfit that he put together, but there he was; how could he tell you no?

taehyun pulled out a purple dress, followed by a dark green one so that he could compare them side-by-side. when he held the hangers next to each other, it was clear that the green dress was the superior of the two, so he opted to put the first back with a focused glint in his eyes.

you came out of the bathroom, fingers tangled in your hair as you adjusted the fresh style to your liking. taehyun pulled his concentration from the dresses to gaze at you instead, eyes dancing around your features to observe the makeup that you'd carefully put on. he found himself biting back a soft smile.

"what do you think about this one?" the hanger that held the green dress was extended in front of you, taehyun hiding behind it with skeptical eyes, "i don't think i've seen you wear it before."

you didn't hesitate to take it from his grasp, holding it up to your own body, "yeah, i think i forgot that it was in my closet," you laughed out of surprise and looked at yourself in the full length mirror that stood beside your bed, "it's nice, right?"

taehyun nodded in a silent manner, watching you as you studied every last stitch on the dress. he didn't know why you seemed so hesitant to wear it, considering how pretty you already were.

when you looked up and locked eyes with him, catching him red-handed, he blinked rapidly and turned to the side in an attempt to mask his actions. you couldn't help but to laugh, stepping away from the mirror, "let me change really quick, then."

you slipped back into the bathroom, leaving him to let out a puff of frustration; he felt like he was making a fool out of himself. it was so obvious that he was head over heels for you.

taehyun quite literally shook his head to get rid of the burdensome thoughts, walking over to your jewelry box. he felt the need to search for some earrings, maybe even a necklace, to tie your outfit together.

hearing you scramble around in the bathroom brought a snicker to his lips; once again, he had to stop himself before he got too carried away. taehyun had no idea how much longer he could go without having you to himself. it was starting to make him absolutely restless.

the room was silent apart from the sound of beads clicking against each other inside your jewelry box. an iridescent pearl necklace caught taehyun's eye, so he fished around to pull it out from the rest.

along with the necklace, he searched for its corresponding earrings, lips pursed together in concentration. just as he found what he was looking for, the bathroom door squeaked open hesitantly, making him turn his head toward it.

when you stepped out, brushing away any wrinkles in the fabric with your fingertips, taehyun gulped. he had to force himself to pry his eyes off of you, bringing his attention back to the pearl set that laid in the palm of his hand.

he stepped over to you; at that point, you had made your way over to your full body mirror for a second time. without a word, he gently brushed your hair to the side so that he could reach the pearls around your neck.

you smiled softly at his actions, watching his tentative expression in the mirror. momentarily, he looked up from the necklace's clasp, locking eyes with you. you swore you saw his heart skip a beat, because he immediately fastened the clasp, then moving to put your earrings in for you as well; all with the knowledge that you were very capable of doing these things on your own.

finally, he completed the task and looked up into the mirror on purpose this time, "there," the corners of his lips turned upward into a gentle smile, "look how pretty."

you bit back a bashful laugh, "thank you, tyun," there was a pause when you turned to face him, making his eyes open ever so slightly, "but this was all you."

it didn't take long for him to shake his head in disagreement with your words, but you gave him no time to speak, "oh god, wait- what time is it?" you abruptly made your way to the bedstand and grabbed your phone, jaw dropping when you checked the time, "i've got to go-" you were already swinging your purse strap over your shoulder.

"do you mind if i wait here for you? i want to make sure everything goes okay," taehyun watched you head for the door, but you stopped in your tracks at his question to creep back over to him.

"not at all. there's snacks in the fridge if you're hungry," you pulled him into an appreciative hug, resting your head on his shoulder in the process, "thank you for always taking good care of me."

he hummed in response, a humble tone in his voice, "text me if you need anything, okay?" he leaned back from the embrace to look at you with serious eyes, his tone changing from before.

you offered a nod in response along with a smile, "will do," with a wave, you were on your way back to the bedroom door after exchanging your goodbyes with the boy. something about the way he looked at you almost made it hard to go your separate ways.

when he heard the front door click shut, he sighed to himself, raking a hand through his hair. it felt like a stab to the heart every time you went through that door without him; he was so afraid that, one day, you wouldn't come back alone.

-

the sound of the running bathroom sink stirs taehyun out of his slumber; he had made the choice to take a cat nap in your bed after you left him on his own, hoping it would make the time go by somewhat faster. that way, he wouldn't have had to think about the fact that you were out somewhere, hanging out with another guy.

when you step out of the bathroom, now in pajamas with a freshly cleansed face, you gasp at taehyun's fluttering eyelids, "i didn't wake you up, did i?"

"you're fine," a yawn wiggles its way between his words, "i wanted to get up when you got home, anyway," his sweatshirt comes up over his bellybutton as he stretches with his eyes screwed shut, forcing a downward smile out of you. he somewhat wakes himself up, blinking a couple times and pulling the blanket up over himself to cover the exposed skin, "so, how'd it go?"

you lay yourself down beside him, stealing some of the blanket and bringing it all the way up to your chin, "not good," the ceiling catches your eye as you talk, "he was kind of rude.. and he chewed with his mouth open."

"ew.. are you serious?" he laughs incredulously, unable to admit that he's internally relieved that the guy wasn't a good match, "on the first date, too? you'd think he'd at least try to make a good first impression."

a sigh falls out of your mouth, "the first and last date, yes," you shake your head, eyes still trained on the ceiling, "i'm about to go adopt a shit ton of cats and live alone for the rest of my life. none of these people are my type."

you can feel the bed move when taehyun rolls over onto his side to face you and adjusts the pillow over under his head. it's almost like you can feel his gaze dancing over you, but you can't muster up the energy to look away from the ceiling just yet. the air feels thick all of a sudden, and taehyun sucks in a hesitant breath.

"could i ask.. what your type is?" his bats his eyelashes after asking this, feeling a sickly nervous feeling beginning to form in the pit of his stomach. your answer to this question could either give him a little bit of hope to grasp onto, or it could crush his dreams once and for all.

you breathe in through your nose, not sure how to word your response; it's hard for you to tell how he'll take it. with another sigh, you're opening your mouth to speak, "should i be blunt?" you ask, blinking a couple times. your approach makes taehyun's heart hammer against his chest, so it takes a while for his approval, but you eventually hear him nod against his pillow.

you turn onto your side, facing him now. you glance over his features, noticing how his hair is splayed across the pillowcase. his eyes are puffy and sleep ridden, but he still locks his focus onto you as he awaits your answer.

"it's you," the information is like a slap across the face for taehyun, eyes going wide as he looks at you in disbelief. his lips hang slightly open, and you can see one corner of his mouth pull upwards into a faint smile.

he stumbles over his words, his mouth running at a much faster pace than his brain, "me? but-" he shakes his head, "you mean someone like me. right?" it's almost like he's ready to self sabotage.

"i mean, i guess it'd be cool if there was anyone like that," you shrug, poking your lips out, "but i don't really want the.. dollar store taehyun, y'know?" you lock eyes with him, hoping that he catches the hints that are being thrown his way.

you can literally see the stars in his eyes after you say this, but there's a confused, maybe even sad glint to them as well, ".. why can't i be the one taking you on all these dates, then?" the slight pout in his voice makes your heart swell; you're not sure that it was even intentional.

"as much as i would love that, wouldn't it be too risky?" you sigh softly, pursing your lips and looking down at the sheets in thought, "the only reason why i haven't asked you out on a date at this point is because i don't want to get in the way of your career."

"what do you mean?" taehyun leans forward to prop himself up on his elbow, looking down at you.

"i don't want to put you in danger. i don't know what i'd do if something happened to you because we went out on a date," you swallow nervously, starting to overthink already.

"i wouldn't have any regrets," taehyun says without hesitation, still gazing deeply into your eyes when you look up to catch him, "seriously, i've been waiting for you for a long time. besides, you don't need to worry about me."

inhaling as you gather your thoughts, you're still unsure, "taehyun, are you sure? this is a big deal," your eyes dart around his own, not sure where to focus on, "if even one person sees us out together, it won't end well."

"who said we had to go out in public?" taehyun leans in just barely in an attempt to prove his point as he speaks, "i'd be just as happy if we stayed here and watched a movie together, or something like that," he lowers his voice after he says that, his eyes bashfully training down to the pillow below him, "i just wanna be with you."

you break out into a smile at his words, reaching up to brush a strand of hair out of his face, "who knew you could be such a cheese ball?" when you do this, his eyes immediately snap back up to you.

"well, i could just be mean to you instead, if that's how you're gonna be," he complains, eyebrows furrowed to try and deflect your attention from the way his ears turn a darker shade of red by the minute.

you retract your hand as you laugh at his antics, redirecting your view to the ceiling once again. the sudden silence is kind of peaceful, although you can feel taehyun's eyes on you just the same as before. he lays his head back down onto the pillow, snuggling into it and letting out a breathy yawn through his nose.

"did you really wait for me?" you turn your neck to face him directly once again, meeting his big eyes.

he nods, closing his eyes for a moment and pressing his lips together, "a long, long time." his words send a wave of guilt through your chest.

"you know, i was this close-" you hold your hand up to press your pointer finger and thumb together, "-to asking you out around this time last year. i just talked myself out of it." as you say this, you look at him with an apologetic smile.

"really?? but why?" his voice heightens in pitch ever so slightly; it's very difficult for him to understand your hesitance, since he's liked you for so painfully long, "i could've sworn you just- didn't see me that way."

"nono, it's not that," you shake your head, "i was just nervous for the same reasons i am now. plus, i can't say that i could even get myself ready for a date without your help at this point. i'd probably end up in sweatpants and a t-shirt."

he's smiling like a kid on christmas once again, his singular dimple poking through to greet you. the feeling of finally getting personal recognition for all the time he's put into you makes his heart soar; he feels like he's on cloud nine, "and i'd still like you if you did."

a soft, flattered chuckle escapes your lips, and you shake your head in disagreement. he doesn't take his eyes off of you for a moment, a look of admiration being practically stuck on his features. now that he has a chance, he would have to be a fool to let it slip out of his grasp, "so, how does 7 o'clock on saturday sound?"

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