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Infinitely Ordinary

Lee Felix x OC

Summary: "𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟"

Busy. Busy worrying, working, just trying to survive. That was the daily life of Jordan Johnson. The world never seemed to slow down; not for her...not for anyone. Finally deciding to take matters into her own hands and get some much needed R&R, she jets off on a trip to South Korea. While there, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Will they be able to find happiness together, or will his status get in the way?

Genre: Fluff

Length: 1.5k

Chapter 3: Dream Boy

Buckle up kiddos, the story is gonna pick up in this chapter! We also may or may not be meeting a certain someone this chapter ;) Now, let's get into it!!

So maybe lying down on my bed after an insanely long flight wasn't my brightest idea. I was so sure the day I landed would also be spent exploring, but my body had other plans for me. After flopping uncerimoniously on the bed in my hotel room, the exhaustion caught up to me and lulled me to sleep. For 14 hours.

When I finally woke up from my unintentional hibernation, it was 6 AM.

Lovely.

With my body refusing to go back to sleep, I dragged myself out of bed and began getting ready for the day.

Knowing how early it was definitely put my mind at ease and let me take my time in the shower. I let the hot water cascade down my back as I hummed a little tune to myself. Most of my shower was spent taking in the warmth if I'm being entirely honest. Oh the perks of not having to pay a water bill.

When the water started to run lukewarm, I turned off the faucet and got out. I made my way to my bags that I had left near the door the day before. Grabbing one and heaving it up onto the bed, I ruffled through my clothes and chose an outfit: frayed black shorts, a cropped maroon and white striped shirt, and some Dr. Martens.

Returning to the bathroom, I got dressed, did my hair, and brushed my teeth. Giving myself a once-over, I gave myself a small smile and nod in satisfaction.

Sitting down on the bed, I grabbed my phone off the nightstand. The screen read 7:45 AM along with a few notifications. I responded to the few texts I had received from close friends and family assuring them that I arrived safely. I then quickly checked the other random notification that were primarily from social media. Satisfied with the lack of notifications, I turned my phone off, unplugged it, grabbed my backpack, and made my way out the door.

While there were many places I wanted to visit in Seoul, my stomach decided that breakfast was a necessity before I visited any of them. Unlike my hometown, there were many cafes around, so finding one using navigation and calling a cab was unnecessary. Instead, I opted to just walk around for a bit until I found a cafe that seemed interesting to me.

It didn't take long for me to find a cafe that I wanted to go to. The moment I stepped into the cafe, I was greeted a hoard of dogs. There were so many different breeds scattered about the building.

Coffee, pasteries, and dogs. I was in heaven.

I quickly paid the server my entrance fee and was lead to a table in the far right corner.

Placing a menu on the table in front of me, my server smiled and bowed politely before making their way back up to the counter. I picked up the menu, scanning through the various snacks and beverages. While there were some decent cafes back home, I don't think I had ever seen one with such an extensive menu.

And the dogs; you can't forget the dogs.

Picking something to drink and something to snack on took me much longer than I had originally anticipated. It also may or may not have ended up being more than just one drink and one snack...only sorry to my bank account on that one.

Waiting for my order to come out, I took a good look around the cafe. Everything about it was so different from the cafes I went to back home. Most of the ones I had been to before had a very rustic or very modern design. This cafe was definitely modern and minimalistic, but it was also very homey. The entire vibe of it made me very relaxed.

Mindlessly petting one of the lovely pups next to me, I began fiddling with my phone. Social media was always a good distraction from my unbearable impatience regarding food. Plus, it gave me the time to message some friends and family to tell them I'm safe and out having a good time.

I was soon brought out of my trance by a gentle buzz emitting from the coaster coaster I was given; my order was finally ready. I made my way to the counter and swapped my buzzer for a tray with way more sugar than I needed on it. I could almost cry just looking at everything I bought.

Sitting back down in my corner, I gently placed the tray on the table. I first made sure to photograph everything I had ordered. Typically I wouldn't do this when I went out for food or drinks, but I wanted to make sure I had memories to look back on from this trip. After all of my items had been properly documented, I went straight for the Oreo roll cake and Cookies N Cream milkshake.

What can I say? I'm a sucker for sweets.

I was so engrossed in all the sugary snacks and beverages in front of me that I didn't hear the bell above the door ring. The presence of another customer vaguely registered when he began ordering. I was still very much focused on what was in front of me, the patron's deep Korean becoming background noise. It wasn't until the man took a seat at the adjacent table that I was actually aware there was another person in the cafe.

From what I could tell, the man wasn't terribly tall or short, was roughly the same age as me, and oddly familiar. I couldn't clearly see his face because he was bent over in his seat petting a Golden Retriever, but something about him screamed that I knew him.

Ignoring the itching in the back of my mind, I focused on my food again. I was once again completely enchanted by the copious amounts of sugar... or at least I was until the man's buzzer went off and he made his way past me to get his order. It was in that moment that I got a decent glance at his face.

Freckles. Lots of freckles.

Holy shit. It's Lee Felix.

My heart was racing, pounding so loud I'm sure others could hear it. My cheeks were definitely the color of strawberries, my pale skin never failing to show internal emotions. My right forearm burned.

Wait, why is my forearm burning?

Feeling beyond flustered at the fact that my ultimate bias is sitting less than 10 feet away from me, I tried to distract myself. First I acted like there was something really interesting on my phone; that didn't work for long. I turned my attention to my forearm instead, which had now turned from a burning to just being oddly warm.

My eyes widened.

There, on my previously empty skin, was a tattoo of a sun.

No. Fucking. Way.

It seemed I wasn't the only one experiencing this sensation, as when I looked up I locked eyes with the freckly boy.

I froze.

Sitting there doing nothing obviously wasn't going to do either of us any good. I think Felix realized I wasn'tt going to make the first move, so he slowly got up and made his way towards me. Gently, he grabbed my arm, examining the new ink. I glanced at the arm grasping mine.

There was a crescent moon.

Taking a deep breath, I looked up to meet his eyes once again. His gaze was warm yet firm, doing nothing to calm the butterflies running rampant in my stomach.

"Well shit," I breathed out before I could stop myself. I quickly slapped my hand over my mouth, cursing myself for being so stupid.

Apparently my thoughtlessness was enough to lighten the situation a bit, Felix letting out a little chuckle.

"I'm so sorry! My mind is running a mile a minute right now. I'm not sure what I was expecting to happen today, but this definitely wasn't it," I say, letting out a nervous laugh.

"Don't worry, you're totally fine! I can definitely say this isn't something I expected either," he smiled at me.

I finally found the courage to move, standing on wobbly legs. I hope I didn't look as unsteady as I felt. I swear if someone breathed on me I would collapse. Nonetheless, I powered through and leaned back on the table slightly for support.

"I'm Jordan," I mustered, sticking out my hand and offering a shy smile.

"Felix," he replied while reciprocating my actions.

Dropping hands, things grew slightly awkward once again.

"So... I guess we're soulmates?"

A/N:    AAANNNDDD that's where I'm gonna leave this chapter :) Our two main characters have finally met, so things should start picking up here soon! Thanks again for reading!! See you guys in the next chapter :) ~youngwings-writes

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Infinitely Ordinary

Lee Felix x OC

Summary: "𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟"

Busy. Busy worrying, working, just trying to survive. That was the daily life of Jordan Johnson. The world never seemed to slow down; not for her...not for anyone. Finally deciding to take matters into her own hands and get some much needed R&R, she jets off on a trip to South Korea. While there, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Will they be able to find happiness together, or will his status get in the way?

Genre: Fluff

Length: 1026

Chapter 2: Ready to Go

Here we go kiddos, chapter 2! It's time for my writing to inevitably go downhill and all plot get lost! Woo hoo! 

ALSO, there is a slight trigger warning for this chapter! There are brief mentions of anxiety and anxiety attacks, so if you are sensitive, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. take care of yourself bb!!

Growing up, pretty much all of my long distance travel was done via car. We would occasionally drive to Utah in the summer to visit distant relatives or family friends. Once I got older, those trips stopped and we began driving to Oregon to visit my grandparents in the summer. While getting away from the heat was nice, the 20+ hours of driving was not. Thank god we split the trip up.

If only that was the case with my flight to Seoul.

I had not been given the luxury of stopping between my hometown and Seoul. I was up in the air for almost an entire day with no layover.

And here I was thinking that the three and a half hour plane ride I took to New York when I was 15 was long. This flight truly put it to shame.

I don't think I've ever been so thankful to be in an airport.

Landing at the Incheon Airport was like a breath of fresh air. Not only was it incredible to finally have my feet on solid ground again, but getting to see hints of Korean culture in the airport was exciting; and this was only miniscule in comparison to the amount of culture I had yet to experience on the remainder of my trip.

Lucky for me, finding my bags and making my way out of the airport went smoothly. Honestly, getting a taxi to my hotel was more difficult than claiming my bags and showing my passport to security. 

Sitting in the backseat of the taxi, I watched the world go by. Everything felt so surreal. I had always wanted to travel the world and see new cultures, and now it was finally happening. 

And I did it all by myself.

I busted my ass working to get here. I saved every cent given to me from birthdays, graduation, you name it. On top of saving whatever money was gifted to me, I worked several jobs. I would pick up shifts whenever I could, work multiple jobs at a time, and so much more. I cut back on so much just to have this happen.

While completing both my general education and secondary education were some of my proudest moments, taking this trip is definitely up there with them.

The anxiety I had felt back home about the things going on in my life were washing away as I watched the city of Seoul fly by. Instead, my stomach was filled with a new anxiety. This wasn't the one I was used to; instead of gasping for breath, sobbing for seemingly no reason, and shaking uncontrollably, this anxiety was almost...pleasant.

Yes, my hands were shaking, but I could breathe easy. My eyes were dry and full of wonder. My stomach was filled with butterflies and fire crackers. Really, the tremors in my hands were just me itching to explore. I knew my body was tired from the journey, but I had never felt more awake. 

I used to think the most alive I would feel in my life would come from performing in high school marching band. But this...

This was so much better.

Soon enough, the taxi pulled up in front of the hotel I would be calling home for the next two weeks. The driver got out and helped me with my bags even though it definitely wasn't necessary. Thanking him profusely, I paid him for his services and added a small tip (oh Americans and our tip culture).

I looked up at the large building and took a deep breath. With a smile on my face and a pep in my step, I wheeled my luggage into the lobby of the hotel and waited to check in.

Checking into my room wasn't really any different from back in the states. I guess the only big difference was me stumbling over my words more than usual. The whole speaking another language thing always got to me when I spoke to native speakers, and this time was no different.

 Despite me making a slight fool of myself in the lobby, the lady at the front counter was very patient and very kind. She made the process much less nerve wracking than I thought it would be.

Keycard in hand, I made my way into the elevator and pushed the button for the third floor. The doors soon opened and I began the hunt for my temporary home. Number flew by until my eyes landed on the number I was looking for, 325. Putting the keycard up to the sensor, a soft beep and click were emitted as the door unlocked.

Too lazy and distracted to do much I else, I pushed my bags in the corner of the room and threw myself onto the cushy bed. While I was undoubtedly still buzzing with excitement, my body was aching for me to slow down for a minute.

I flipped over, now on my back staring at the white ceiling. There was no noise in the room except the soft sound of the air conditioning and distant sound of traffic. I could hear my steady breath and heartbeat in my ears.

My mind was flying at a million miles an hour.

I did it.

I'm here.

And boy, am I ready to go!

A/N: I know these first few chapters aren't super exhilerating or lengthy, but I promise things will start picking up soon. After all, you gotta get to your destination before the story can begin ;) n e ways, Felix and the gang will probably show in either the next chapter or the chapter after that, so keep your eyes peeled!! I hope everyone is doing well right now. Stay happy and healthy! I'll see you all in the next chapter :) ~youngwings-writes

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Infinitely Ordinary

Lee Felix x OC

Summary: "𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟"

Busy. Busy worrying, working, just trying to survive. That was the daily life of Jordan Johnson. The world never seemed to slow down; not for her...not for anyone. Finally deciding to take matters into her own hands and get some much needed R&R, she jets off on a trip to South Korea. While there, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Will they be able to find happiness together, or will his status get in the way?

Genre: Fluff

Length: 951

Chapter 1: Never Know

Hey y'all, each chapter title corresponds to a song. I have no idea how long this story will be, so I'm waiting to post the entire playlist until the end. When this book is finished, I will post a final chapter listing all the songs used as well as the link to the spotify playlist. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy! Welcome to... Infinitely Ordinary.

Busy.

That's all life ever was.

Go to elementary school. Go to middle school. Go to high school. Graduate. Get a job. Go to college.

Sure, some of these things are important, but can't I ever do what I want? There is so much more to life than just "go, go, go." Sometimes slowing down and doing what you want becomes this beautiful, unexpected thing. It can change your life forever.

Or at least that's how I feel.

Growing up, I've lived in the same small town for 15 years. I've watched the time pass and the town blossom. I've seen people come and people go. I've made some amazing memories, and some memories that I wish I could forget.

Sure, my life hasn't been awful, but it hasn't been all rainbows and butterflies either. I've had my fair share of losses; my fair share of wins too. Overall, I guess my life has followed the ordinary life of anyone growing up nowadays, save for a few events...but I'll save you the heartbreak of those.

For the longest time, I've loved travel and adventure. I remember going into the wash when I was 7 years old and making my own little kingdom. My siblings and I would go to this giant tree and spend hours there. We would dig holes, make little seats in said holes, tell stories, and laugh. We made it ours. Whatever was going on in our real lives didn't matter to us when we were there; we would just forget it all and live out a fantasy.

Even though my love for travel now reaches far broader horizons than my neighborhood wash, it still remains. The rush of visiting a new place, experiencing a new culture, and just being able to escape this crazy thing we call life for a brief moment is invigorating. It actually seems like time slows down for an instant.

That's why I'm here.

Sitting in Sky Harbor Airport waiting for my flight to Seoul.

"Why Seoul?" you may ask.

Well... I honestly don't know.

I mean, really I'm just going on intuition here. I've been facinated by different cultures for the longest time. The stark difference between Asian culture and American culture always amazed me. With the whole Hallyu wave (that I've admittedly been sucked into) sweeping my home country, it's hard not to want to learn more. With this curiosity and something in my gut telling me this was the right thing to do, I started planning my trip.

Finding a small apartment to rent during my 2 week stay, picking out locations I wanted to visit, and booking my flight were suprisingly easy.

It was telling my family that was the hard part.

It's not like I was packing up my life and moving to Seoul, never to be seen again.

But that's exactly how my parents treated it.

Correction, parent.

My mom had always encouraged me to do what I wanted and what I felt was right. That being said, when I told her I would be going to Korea for 2 weeks, she was beyond supportive. Her only conditions were that I took plenty of pictures, messaged her at least once a day, and enjoyed myself.

My dad on the other hand... not so much.

As soon as the words left my mouth, he was immediately trying to get me not to go. He started going on about how I shouldn't go on a trip so far away alone and how I didn't speak the language. He told me it was way too expensive and risky for someone my age.

I get that I'm the baby of the family, but I'm still 19. I'm an adult, I have a job, I don't have school to worry about since I went into a trade, and I know well enough to not do anything stupid and stay out of trouble. Compared to my older siblings, this trip was really the least of his troubles.

But there I was, getting coddled like I was still 5 years old.

I know that my dad didn't want me to go, but I still carried on. He'll get over it eventually. There really isn't a better time than right now anyway.

So that's why I'm here.

"Flight 297 from Phoenix to Seoul, your plane is now boarding. Flight 297 from Phoenix to Seoul, you are now boarding."

I guess that's my cue.

Picking up my carry-on and making my way to the gate, I tried to prepare myself for the next 2 weeks ahead of me. Will I finally find out why I've been so drawn this place all the way on the other side of the world? Will I be able to make it through speaking very limited Korean? Honestly, I don't know if I'll get any answers. However, I do know that this trip is happening for a reason and I definitely won't forget it.

Let's risk it all.

A/N: So here's the first chapter! Not much going on, and it's pretty short. Nevertheless, I hope you guys enjoyed and continue to read. I promise this will get better, we just have to get this character crap out of the way. I hope you all stay happy and healthy. I'll see you all in the next chapter!!

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Infinitely Ordinary

Lee Felix x OC

Summary: "𝕀 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕝𝕠𝕨 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟"

Busy. Busy worrying, working, just trying to survive. That was the daily life of Jordan Johnson. The world never seemed to slow down; not for her...not for anyone. Finally deciding to take matters into her own hands and get some much needed R&R, she jets off on a trip to South Korea. While there, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Will they be able to find happiness together, or will his status get in the way?

Genre: Fluff

Length: 2k

Chapter 4: Sunshine

"So... I guess we're soulmates?"

I froze.

Obviously, I had come to that conclusion on my own already, but to hear Felix saying it was a whole other thing. Like, this is the boy I've been admiring from afar for years. I knew so much about him, but he probably didn't know I existed until 60 seconds ago.

I didn't trust my voice at this point, so I simply smiled and gave a shy nod in response.

"I know this is really sudden, but I'm not sure the middle of a dog cafe is where we should be discussing such a serious matter... is there any possibility we could go to wherever it is you're staying and continue getting to know one another?"

"O-of course! That's no problem at all. Just let me pull up directions again so I don't get us lost," I began fumbling with my phone, trying not to look as nervous as I felt.

Soon enough I had the directions to my apartment pulled up on my phone. Felix and I grabbed our drinks and made our way out into the streets of Seoul.

"It doesn't seem like you're from around here, where are you from?"

"Phoenix, Arizona, born and raised," I said with a hint of triumph. Arizona isn't exactly the classiest state, but to survive the summers was definitely a feat.

"Oh! I actually went to Phoenix not that long ago with my mem- my friends! I didn't get to see much of it before we left though."

I could tell he was going to say his members, but he stopped himself. I know he went to Phoenix. Hell, I saw him while he was in Phoenix. My friends and I pooled together enough money to get all four of us P5 tickets to their concert. Still not sure how our broke college student selves pulled that one off.

Should I tell him?

Well, he'll find out eventually, so why not bite the bullet and tell him now?

I took a deep breath.

"Can I tell you something, Felix?"

His head turned to face me, one eyebrow cocked in curiosity.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"I want to be completely transparent with you, especially since we're apparently soulmates... I know who you are."

I could see him grow stiffer. I continued.

"My friends and I were at the Stray Kids concert in Phoenix. I've been a Stay since before debut. The last 10 minutes has my head absolutely reeling. I never thought that I would meet you or any of your members, let alone have you turn out to be my soulmate. If this makes you uncomfortable, I'm so sorry. It's probably strange hearing all of this; learning that your apparent soulmate knows so much about you while you know so little about them. Not to mention it's probably overwhelming. I mean, we're both still growing up, plus you have the stress of being an idol on top of it," I let my mouth run.

Everything came out like I had just opened the floodgates. I was beyond nervous to hear what he had to say, but also relieved to have said what I did. The last thing I want is to have kept the fact that I knew Felix before he knew me a secret. He deserves to know the truth and not feel like I just used the fact that he's my soulmate for my own personal gain. Keeping him in the dark and using him like that would just be fucked up.

"Okay, wow. First of all, I just wanna say thank you for telling me everything. I also want you to know that the fact that you know who I am doesn't make me uncomfortable. Actually, I'm both flattered and relieved. I won't have to explain being an idol and what that entails for us, so that makes things a lot less stressful. This is completely new territory for both of us, we just need to trust one another and make adjustments as we go," he said as he flashed me a reassuring smile.

"Besides, the fact that you know more about me than I know about you only means I have to spend more time with you and work to know you faster. Plus you get to know a side of me not everyone knows."

"And I'm hoping that side isn't some secret dark side you've been hiding to save face," I gave his shoulder a nudge.

The remainder of the walk to my apartment was relatively quiet. There was a bit of small talk here and there, but nothing extreme. For the most part, we just strolled along in a comfortable silence. It was... suprisingly nice.

One of my personal fears has always been making a fool of myself in front of others or making things awkward; especially with people I looked up to. To be experiencing such a comfortable peace with Felix seemed unreal. Bonus points for only mildly making a fool of myself in the very beginning.

Self improvement baby :)

Even with my poor navigation skills and even worse sense of direction, we made it to my apartment building without any problems.Entering the glass double doors, Felix and I made our way to the elevator. The elevator doors opened with a soft ding and we stepped in. Pressing the button for the third floor, we began our ascent.

When we arrived in front of my door, I almost made the move to input my phone password on the keypad. Force of habit. Realizing what I was about to do, I pulled out my phone and notes app, punching in the number I knew I would've forgotten otherwise. Just as before, a soft beep and click were heard as the door unlocked and we may our way inside.

Shedding our shoes (or feet prisons as my sister would call them), we made our way towards the couch in the small living area the rental possessed. Since we both still had food and drinks from the cafe, I rushed to the kitchen to get plates and utensils for the two of us.

Upon returning to the couch I saw that Felix had already began unpacking our leftovers. I set the plates down and started helping him plate the treats.

"So, you said that you've been a Stay since pre-debut, right?"

"Yeah. I think it was around December of 2017 that I found Stray Kids."

"Wow. Was it random that you stumbled across us, or did you find us through another group?"

"A little bit of both. I first started listening to K-Pop back in 2012, but didn't really get into it until around 2014. From there, I got into F(x), Shinee, and BTS, but I was still more of a casual listener than anything. In 2016 I got into GOT7, Day6, and Twice, so I obviously knew about your label. Funny enough though, I found Stray Kids because one of the people I rode the bus with was talking about how they were upset with how the survival show was going. I think it was right between when you were eliminated and the finale..."

I felt kind of bad bringing up the part about his elimination. I had absolutely no clue if it was still a touchy subject or not. Seeing how far he's come and where he is now, I really hope it isn't and that he doesn't beat himself up over it. JYP's reasoning for it all was complete bullshit anyway.

"Well, that'll make for quite the introduction, huh?"

"For sure. I may not have been there from the very beginning like some others had, but there was definitely some intense feelings of pride seeing you all standing on that stage being told you would debut together."

"I don't think I'll ever forget that moment. Getting there was beyond difficult, but having experienced all I have now, I can 100% say it was worth every second." Felix's eyes shimmered as he spoke. Anyone could tell that he was thinking not only of his members, his brothers, but his fans as well.

Being such a music fanatic, I've seen some bands that you can tell don't care about their fans. While this was way more common in the Western music scene, it did happen in the Kpop world as well. Despite that, I could confidently say that Stray Kids genuinely care for Stay; I could say that before I discovered Felix was my soulmate.

"So do you have any other hobbies or interests besides Stray Kids?"

"Nooo, not at all," I quipped back, my voice oozing sarcasm. A small chuckle was elicited from the freckled boy's throat.

"In all seriousness, music is one of my biggest hobbies. I did musical theatre from age 5 until age 11, I was in choir throughout all of my middle school years, and played trombone in middle school and high school. I don't play a lot now, but I still find the time every now and then. When I wasn't taking part in local musical endeavors, I was at some concert with my friends or my sister. Other than that, I enjoy reading, writing, photography, baking, and cosmetology."

"Quite the artist, aren't you?"

"In every sense except painting or drawing, yes. Ask me to do either of those and I will go running for the hills. Why I can do makeup, but I can't paint or draw I will never know."

"I guess the only explanation is that life is just weird like that sometimes," he laughed again. I always loved his laugh before, but hearing it face-to-face was literal heaven. This boy is straight up an angel, and no one can convince me otherwise.

We spent the next hour or two in my temporary home, conversation continuing to flow. I always knew and acknowledged the fact that idols and other celebrities are normal people just like you and me, but I couldn't help but freak out a little when I met anyone. Of course the same applied to Felix, but I think I got over the shock value faster than I normally would. I didn't really dwell on the fact that he was a world famous idol for long; I honestly almost forgot about it.

Normally, it takes me a while to warm up to people and feel comfortable with them, but Felix seemed to be an exception. The more we spoke and got to know one another, the longer I felt I had known him. Talking with him almost felt like talking with my best friend since preschool.

Just as conversation was beginning to die down a bit, Felix's phone buzzed from the table. He quickly picked it up and checked the notification. I watched him read the words sprawled across his screen, his smile slightly falling.

"Have to go back to the JYP building?" I inquired.

"Yeah. We have a performance in a few days, so we've been drilling pretty hard lately. I'm honestly kinda surprised that I didn't get called back sooner. It's been a few hours since I left," he explained while rubbing the nape of his neck.

"Well, I've already kept you here longer than I probably should have. I don't want to get you in trouble with your members or any staff."

"I suppose you have a point... but how about you come with me?"

"...come with you?"

"Yeah, come with me to JYP, meet my members, watch us practice. Everyone there has to meet you eventually since we're soulmates and all, so why not take care of it sooner rather than later?"

"I don't really have any other specific plans for today, so it could work. But are you sure bringing me won't get you in trouble?"

"As long as it doesn't interfere with our work, you should be good to go. I'm sure you'll be fine. It's not like you're gonna run around wreaking havoc or anything."

"Okay, let's head out then."

We quickly cleaned the living area, grabbed what we needed, and made our way back to the entrance of my building. Hailing the closest cab, Felix and I got in. He gave the cab driver the address to the JYP building and we were on our way.

I guess I'm meeting the rest of Stray Kids now.

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[youngwings-writes]

Rose Colored Boy Part 1

Just Hang With Me and My Weather

Pairing: Suga x Reader

Summary: The weather perfectly matches your mood: dreary. Everything that could possibly gone wrong has gone wrong until a certain blue-haired boy shows up.

Genre: Fluff

Length: 1.8k

A/N: I’m finally following through with actually posting my writing on here,,, wowie. This is part ¼ of this series, our first part revolving around Suga. The next three parts will each revolve around a member of another group. All parts are inspired by the song Rose Colored Boy by Paramore and a particular lyric from the song. Since this is my first time posting my writing, any and all feedback is greatly appreciated! I hope you enjoy!

A/N from the future: I finally made a side blog for my writing, so here’s a repost of my first imagine from my main blog. It’s kinda cringy, but I mean, I tried.

It started out a day the same as any other; you woke up, got ready, hopped in your car, and set out for work. Little did you know that as soon as you left in your car things would spiral downhill. FAST.

You were hardly ten minutes into your forty-minute commute when your car stalled out at a red light. The line of cars behind you began honking their horns and cussing you out as you attempted to move your car out of the way. Being only one person with a smaller stature, it took you a bit of time to get your vehicle to the side of the road where you would no longer be in the way. Clothes disheveled and attitude starting its negative descent, you put on a brave face and called your boss. You worked at a small music store downtown that was already understaffed, so you could imagine how thrilled your boss would be when he found out you were going to be late.

Frustrated tears pricked the backs of your eyes as your boss ended the one-sided screaming match with a “You have 35 minutes to get here or you’re fired!” With a sigh, you called a tow truck and walked to the nearest bus stop in hopes of making it to work in your given time frame. Expecting things to start going your way again you waited patiently for the large vehicle to arrive. Two minutes passed. Then five. Then ten. By fifteen it had started to rain out of nowhere. After twenty the bus finally showed up. You climbed the stairs, paid the fare, and made your way to find a seat.

By this point you were soaked to the bone and beyond ready for the day to be over despite having just begun. Plopping down into your seat you let out a heavy sigh and shoved your earbuds in your ears in hopes of avoiding any unwanted conversation. Did it work? Of course not. Conversation was avoided, but a mother and her screaming child had sat next to you. You tried turning up your music as loud as you could, but to no avail; you could still hear the child’s wailing and screeching from beside you. Why the mother made no attempt to silence her kid was beyond you.

Finally, your bus ride from hell came to an end and you began your trek from the bus stop to your place of employment. You knew you were beyond late and looked like something a cat would have dragged in from outside, but it was better for you to show up rather than not. Bracing yourself for the shitstorm to come, you smoothed your hair and clothes to the best of your ability, mentally prepared yourself and what you were going to say to your boss, and marched into the store as if you weren’t about to get your ass handed to you.

“Well look who finally decided to show up! Didn’t I tell you that you had 35 minutes or you would be unemployed?!” Your boss was spitting mad just as you had expected.

You bowed deeply and began your prepared speech.

“Yes, you did sir, and I greatly apologize for not fulfilling your orders. I made my way here as fast as I could an-“

You were cut off.

“I don’t have time for this. I gave you a time limit, and you failed to follow through. I can’t and won’t tolerate this; I made that clear from the moment I hired you. I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I must let you go, Y/N. Collect whatever belongings you have here and go back home. You’ll get your last paycheck next week,” your boss said with a sigh.

Your heart shattered. This was the absolute last thing you needed after all you went through just to get here. What you did to have him fire you after this single incident, you had no clue. You had been one of the best employees, he had always told you that, but here he was, firing you like that.

Grabbing the few things you had, you made your way back into the rain with your head hanging low. Dragging your feet through the streets in the pouring rain you let your mind wander.

“Where did I go wrong? What did I do to deserve this? Where do I go from here? How will I pay rent without a job? What will my parents say? How will I pay to fix my car?”

All worries were pushed to the side as your phone blipped and you heard a honk from behind you. Checking your phone, you saw you received a text.

From: Sweet as Suga

“Look behind you”

You spun on your heel so fast you almost fell. A head of blue hair peeped out the window of the car behind you. Min Yoongi flashed a gummy smile in your direction, seemingly melting away the horrors of today.

Yoongi had been you friend for just shy of two years. You met when he had come into the music store during your shift looking for speakers he could use in the studio. The two of you hit it off instantly and have been best friends since. He introduced you to Bangtan soon after befriending you, although you already knew the other members as you were a fan.

“How much longer are you going to stand in the rain? At this rate, you’ll catch a cold,” he snapped you out of your thoughts.

You ran faster than you have since your high school mile test to the safety of his car. Upon closing the door warmth flooded your body, both from the warmth of the car and the warmth of Yoongi being there for you. Before you could register what was happening tears were flooding your vision and you had collapsed into Suga’s arms.

He let you release all your frustration in his arms all the while saying just what you needed to hear. Pulling yourself together, you pulled away from the comfort of his arms and gave him a small smile.

“Now, I’m done at the studio for today, so would you rather go to the dorm or back to your apartment?”

“My apartment. I love the boys and all, but honestly, I just need chill time after the day I’ve had,” you replied offering a weak smile.

It isn’t that you liked Suga more than the others, it was that you couldn’t handle that much energy right now. You knew if you were to be with all of them right now you would snap. Right now, all you needed was a warm bath, cozy pajamas, junk food, and a movie with Yoongi. Listening to the rhythm of the rain and soft hum of the music, you drifted off as you drove home.

You awoke to your best friend carrying you into your apartment. He glanced down at your previously sleeping figure to see that you were now awake. Redirecting his vision to the hall in front of him, you could have sworn you saw a faint blush dusting his cheeks. He opened the door to your bedroom and gently set you down on your bed.

“I’m going to run a bath for you. Just shout if you need anything,” he cleared his throat and exited the room.

You grabbed your favorite pajamas, your spiderbear pajamas, and a towel and made your way toward the bathroom where Suga was fiddling with the bath.

“You do realize you could have just woke me up instead of carrying me all the way upstairs and into the apartment. Picking me up and spending time with me was plenty.”

Upon hearing your voice, he jumped a bit and turned to face you.

“It isn’t a big deal. You had a difficult day and I’m trying to make it better. Besides, Y/N, you aren’t heavy so it was easy to carry you up here.”

You smiled and approached him. Setting your belongings down, you pulled him into a hug and placed a small kiss on his cheek. Your actions caused a stampede in your chest and a rosy blush to make its way across Yoongi’s cheeks, ears, and neck. He muttered something and promptly left you to bathe.

Steam emerged from the bathroom as did you. Walking into your room, you saw Yoongi had too changed into pajamas from the stash of clothes he left at your place. He slept over at least once a week if he wasn’t on tour, so it made life easier for the both of you if he just left clothes with you. Suga was curled under the comforter, a movie already in the DVD player, and snacks on the bed and night stands.

Noticing you in the doorway, he opened his arms for you to lay in. Gladly accepting the cuddles, you pressed play on the movie and began to binge the unhealthy foods before you. It hadn’t been more than 30 minutes before your eyes began to betray you and shut. Deciding it was better not to fight it, you let sleep win.

You awoke to the rustling of Suga leaving his spot beside you. Sleep clouding your mind, you caught his wrist before he was out of reach.

“Stay.”

He climbed back in beside you, pulling you into his chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. Thump. Thump. Thump. Your heart was racing faster than it ever had. You moved your gaze to his face as he did the same. His eyes wandered to your lips. Your eyes wandered to his. Slowly, both of you closed the distance.

The kiss was slow and sweet, emotions both of you held in for far too long revealing themselves. Breaking the kiss for air both of you were smiling brighter than ever before. Sunshine emanated from Yoongi, completely blocking out the dreary weather.

“Y/N?”

Enjoying the blissful moment, you simply hummed in response.

“You have no idea how long I was waiting to do that.”

You grinned before giving a quick, “the feeling is mutual.”

“I could never fathom the possibility of you feeling the same. Now knowing that you do, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“There is nothing in this world I would rather do more.”

With that, the both of you gazed into each other’s eyes, Yoongi giving you his signature gummy grin, before leaning in once again. He peppered your face in kisses, you giggling all the while. With a final, sweet, chaste kiss to your lips, he snuggled into you. Within minutes the both of you were asleep in the other’s arms, a soft smile playing on your lips.

“How did I get so lucky?”

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