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Dear Admin T of @noona-clock !

Happy happy birthday! :D <3 I hope you like my little present although it’s not a fanfic. I tried to do something different by drawing you a Jongdae Chibi ^^ I hope you like it and have an amazing day!

05: The Working Plan

Word Count: 1,250

Getting the plan together without Jongin knowing was proving to be harder than you would have thought. Throughout the week, as things began getting done one by one, he kept begging for the members’ attention. You felt bad for him. He was hurt too. He’d been though the ringer because of the stupid plan you had been forced into. Now the others were avoiding him because none of them could keep a secret.

As the day of the plan itched closer, you became more and more anxious. Nerves settled in your stomach and a flurry of thoughts surrounded your mind. What if he rejected you? What if he laughed in your face? What if he walked out?

“Are you ready? It’s time to go,” Minseok said, knocking on your bedroom door.

Today was the day and your doubts were louder than they’d ever been.

“I can’t do this,” you said, taking a deep breath.

The door opened and your brother walked in.

“Sure you can. You’ve prepared. Everything is ready,” he said.

You looked at him and shook your head.

He sighed and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your middle. You felt yourself relax into the hug.

“You can do this. Everything will be ok,” he said.

“What if he rejects me or hates me more?” you asked.

He shook his head and pat your head.

“Everything will be ok. I know for a fact that he doesn’t hate you.”

“How do you know?”

“He told Baekhyun and Chanyeol that he was just upset and he didn’t hate you.”

You felt a little relieved. Even if he rejected you, at least there was still a chance that you could still be friends.

“I’m ready.”

He let you go and you walked over to your closet, grabbing a pair of white, strappy sandals that would match your dress. Your dress was light purple, spaghetti straps holding on your shoulders, the cotton material creating a v-line at your chest, dipping down the expose your chest a little but not far enough to show off any cleavage. A band of elastic circled your ribs right under your breasts. From the elastic down, the dress flowed softly down, stopping an inch above your knees.

You strapped the sandals on your feet and Minseok led you out the door where Jongdae, Kyungsoo, and Junmyeon were waiting.

“It’s about time,” Jongdae scoffed.

You slapped him in the back of the head.

“He and Sehun should be getting down at the bubble tea shop soon and Sehun will send him down the road to Namsan Tower. You need to hurry down there.  Chanyeol has already given him the flowers, Kyungsoo and I made him his breakfast with the ring too. The only thing left is Namsan tower with Jongdae, Minseok, and Baekhyun where he’ll meet up with you. Go now. Yixing will meet you at the bottom after it’s done,” Junmyeon said.

You took a deep breath and hurried down the stairs. The others followed you, Kyungsoo handing you a messenger bag full of everything you’d need for the tower that Minseok head rented out for the day. You hugged them all goodbye and headed outside to the taxi that was waiting to take you to the Namsan tower.

Arriving at the tower, you stepped out of the taxi and paid the fare before making your way up the tower steps. You were lucky it was a cool day to illuminate too much sweating and smudging the makeup that Baekhyun had wrestled onto you this morning after Jongin had left with Sehun.

Once you reached the top, you looked over the side. The city below was beautiful from this height. You wished you could take a moment to enjoy it, but you had no time. Sehun and Jongin were, no doubt, almost at the tower.

You reached into the messenger back and pulled our three white candles and a lighter. You lined them up on the railing and lit them, putting them in separate spots on the rail. You reached back into the back and pulled out three handfuls of rose pedals, sprinkling them on the surface floor.

“Why are we hear?” you heard Jongin’s voice.

Nerves swarmed your stomach, but you tried your best to push them back.

“Shut up and come on,” Sehun answered.

You sweated. Sehun was not supposed to be here too. That maknae was going to mess things up and make you more nervous.

“Ok, here is where I leave you,” you heard him say.

“Thank goodness,” you muttered to yourself.

You heard footsteps land on the last few steps and braced yourself for Jongin’s arrival.

“What the-” he’d seen a candle that you’d put near the entrance.

You heard him walk closer and swallowed the rest of your nerves. He peered around the corner and there he was, standing in front of you, looking shocked and confused.

“What’s going on?” he asked.

You heard three more sets a feet climbing up.

“What Jongdae and I did was wrong and I apologize for that. There was no excuse for something like that, trying to make you jealous. I don’t know why I didn’t try to end it sooner,” you began.

“(Y/N)-” he tried to cut you off.

Three voice cut him off before he could say anything. Minseok, Jongdae, and Baekhyun were harmonizing behind you, singing angelic notes.

“It was stupid, but I did it because I have a major crush on you. Actually no, not even that. I am falling in love with you and I guess I thought I had no shot with you because you’re perfect and well... yeah,” nerves were swallowing you up fast.

Jongin sighed and looked at you, crossing his arms.

“Yes, it was stupid,” he said.

You felt your heart break more and you opened your mouth to speak, but he held a hand up to stop you.

“But I understand why you did it. I’m sorry I got so mad. I was just frustrated because the girl I was falling in love with didn’t tell me how she was feeling and made me believe she liked someone else,” he said, smiling.

It took you a minute to recognize what he said, but when you did, he had already crossed the floor. His eyes weren’t on you, they were behind you and you noticed that Minseok had stopped singing. You turned around slightly to look at your brother.

“Don’t hurt my sister or I’ll hurt you,” he said.

You smiled at him, proud that your brother had finally let go. You turned back around to face Jongin, surprised by how close he was now.

“Kim (Y/N), will you be mine?” he asked.

You were speechless. You didn’t know what to say. So, you just nodded.

Jongin smiled and leaned closer, you followed his movement, meeting him halfway. A second later, his lips were pressed against yours in a sweet, romantic kiss.

The kiss lasted a few seconds before Minseok’s loud wail broke you apart.

“I don’t wanna see that!” he whined, “crying” in Jongdae’s arms.

You shook your head and took Jongin’s hand, entwining your fingers.

“Come on, waiter Yixing is waiting at a restaurant for us,” you said, leading him down the steps.