daegal’s maid

He had the brightest and warmest smile. Just a glimpse of it could possibly make your day. No, it will make your day. He also had a laugh that makes you feel nothing but joy. What made him even more special were the way his eyes express his emotions and thoughts. Simply looking at them was enough to tell a story, and perhaps nothing could be more beautiful than that. I guess it was love at first sight, but I couldn’t be too sure. I wasn’t sure of anything that happened that day. All I could think about was how sweet and kind he was. I wish it was July 7 again. 

I remember writing on the piece of paper that I wish to live a healthy life. It may be something basic, but it was all I wanted— at that time at least. As I closed the cap of my pen, it slipped passed through my fingers, hitting the concrete floor. 

‘Excuse me, but you dropped your pen,’ a light voice said. Yeah, I saw it dumbfuck. 

Bending down to pick up the pen, I noticed how the man that informed me were wearing two different socks: one was pink with white stars, whereas the other one was… a naked woman. Before a chuckle could escape my mouth, it was almost as if the man in front of me noticed me staring at his shoes for a little too long. 

‘A-ah, yeah please ignore my socks. I even wrote on my paper that I wish I could match my socks in the future,’ he says, soon followed by a hearty laugh which brought a sense of warmth within me. Maybe, he wasn’t a dumbfuck at all. Now that I was talking to a random man, it only made sense for me to ask the question I had in my mind. 

‘So, you’d wish to have both your socks to be a stark-naked Aphrodite?’ I asked as I stood up, meeting his dark brown orbs. His dark hair was quite messy, but in a good way— if that made any sense at all. Despite the heat, he was wearing a dark hoodie paired with blue jeans. In simpler terms, he had basic ass fashion but he has a very nice face. Maybe a bit too nice. He giggled at my question as whisker-like features appeared on his face. Ok… that’s kinda cute. 

‘I don’t even know why I have a naked goddess on my foot. Wait, I have a goddess on my foot. Holy fuck, that’s disrespectful, isn’t it?’ Genuine worry and concern spread across his face, and before I could even try to give my opinion on it, a laugh escaped my lips. 

‘It’s a serious question, I don’t know what to do about this. What do I do?’ 

‘S-sorry, it’s just that I haven’t heard of such a question before and it’s just hilarious to me’ I respond, trying my best to stop laughing like an idiot. ‘Dude, if it bothers you so much, why don’t you just buy another pair of socks?’ As if a light bulb appeared on the top of his head, his brown eyes widened, soon followed by his mouth. 

‘YOU SMART! Let’s go!’ He grabs my arm out of nowhere, taking me with him to wherever the fuck we were going. Probably a store that sells socks. 

‘WHAT THE FUCK DUDE?’

‘My name’s Chenle, and for some reason I trust your brain to get me some sensible socks and not Greek gods.’ 

Okay, he had a point.

‘Okay just to make this clear, you came all the way to Japan to attend this festival?’ I asked, completely not believing what he just said. After buying socks for him to change into, which were Powerpuff Girls socks, we grabbed some ice cream and played a few games. And well, we had great conversations throughout the whole time. I found out that he’s Chinese and is a university student majoring in music. I also learned that he lives with 6 other guys who are all chaotic yet kind. And just now, I learned that he flew to Japan for this festival and is leaving tomorrow. 

‘I mean, yeah. It’s a mcfucking beautiful and meaningful festival. Writing your wishes altogether as a community and hanging them on a bamboo tree, and nobody teases you about it? It’s pretty darn awesome. Also, the story behind this event is such a romantic fanfic. I’m such a slut for it, it’s not even funny.’ He said, unphased willingly calling himself a slut for fluffy and romantic fics. ‘How about you though? What’s your whole deal?’

‘I am not too sure if I were to be honest. I’m just me I guess.’ I responded, somewhat unsatisfied with my answer— then again, it was not like I knew how to properly describe myself either. I barely had a personality, if that makes sense. I change depending on my surroundings. Some may call it a personality disorder, but some may just say I am still looking for myself; because, as we all know, our experiences and surroundings shape who we are. 

‘That’s such a cliché and Gen-Z answer.’ He says lightly, which was then followed by the brightness of his giggles— almost similar to a child watching a circus. Yes, that’s how I’d describe it. ‘Well, if you aren’t sure either, let’s try and find out together.’

What?

‘What do you mean? Are you going to make me take a Buzzfeed quiz on how I’d like to make my sundae?’ I jokingly say. The smile on my face slowly disappeared seeing how serious and determined his eyes were. And by this, I mean with how his dark orbs enlarged and is staring into mine. Quite intensely, if I may add. ‘You okay Chenle?’ I asked, now concerned and unsure with his sudden change in actions and energy. 

‘Don’t you fucking joke with me about Buzzfeed quizzes. They’re awesome and are life saviours, especially during lessons.’ 

Chenle, what the fuck

Aside from taking quite a few Buzzfeed quizzes such as what type of dog I am, and I was a pomeranian by the way, we ended up just talking. Starting off with how I am relatively close to a pomeranian to talking about my interest in childcare and teaching. What I did notice though was how focused Chenle was to every word I said. No, he was infatuated. Not once did he look away from me while I was talking about my dream to work with children. 

‘I mean, I do have a potty mouth but I never use it to harm anyone I guess? Actually no, I’ve called people dumbfucks. Anyways, yeah, I just want to work with children because they make me feel that there is hope in the near future.’ I said, ending it with a nod. I wasn’t one to really tell people about my dreams and passions. I was always quite reserved, or that’s what I thought I was. 

‘You know, you smile a lot while you talk about your interests. It means you’re a really passionate person.’ Chenle said, his fair hand reaching out to mine, fingers engulfing mine. ‘You have a good heart, that’s what I can say about you. And you have a pretty smile.’ My head turned upwards to face him. The sky which was then blue turned to a warm pink and orange, along with streaks of white. 

‘Remember when I told you I’m a slut for romance?’ 

I nodded.

Moving closer to me, Chenle held my hands in his warm and comforting ones as his eyes stared into mine. ‘I’m also kind of a slut for pretty skies and passionate and kind people.’ His pink, pillowy lips moved towards mine, soon enveloped with softness and gentleness on my rather dry lips. The warm and calming sky faded away, but the feeling remained. 

So… what happens now, you might ask. I am not sure either. He moved back to China the next day, and I continued my studies in Japan. But he did promise one thing: we’ll be Orihime and Hikoboshi. I just don’t know when. 

a/n: HELLO!!!! after n months, I AM BACK! before i move on about myself, i want to thank @chittapornswife for this opportunity <3 i really enjoyed this project, and reading so many different wonderful stories by many talented writers within the fandom.