#cafescape

You were invited by Rina to go with her saying that you’ll go shopping without informing you that her boyfriend will be there. The results? You’re their official third wheel and porter. You might’ve looked like you’re their nanny.

Rina glanced at you and threw you a sympathetic look as she mouths “I’m sorry, I didn’t know he’ll come”. You just rolled your eyes and nodded, understanding what she meant. I mean, you’re not okay with it but as long as they don’t make you pay for their lunch, everything is gonna be ok—

“Hey Y/N, are you treating us for lunch?” Heeseung, Rina’s boyfriend, beamed at you with his familiar smile, showing off his beautiful white teeth.

Did I speak too soon?

You glared at both of them before letting out an exhausted groan, your steps coming to a stop. “Don’t you think both of you are too harsh to me? I get it, ok? I’m single, but you don’t have to slap it across my face that I am! Ugh, both of you are so annoying. Buy your own lunch, I’m not your slave!” You huffed, ranting to the two how you feel 90% more single than how you felt before you went with them. You dropped all the things you were carrying to the marble floor of the mall in front of them before walking away pouting.

“What’s with her? I was joking, geez.” Heeseung gawked at your back, taking all the things you were holding earlier to his arms as he awkwardly smiled at Rina, who was glaring at the boy too.

“W-what did I do?” The young lad innocently asked, making Rina growl at him. The girl walked away towards the café where they were supposed to eat at with her boyfriend following behind her. “Yah! What did I do?”

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You were about to go home but then you remembered that you didn’t have any service nor money to ride a bus on the way home. You arrived here because Heeseung drove all of you here, but now that you’re upset for no absolute reason, they can’t send you home.

“I shouldn’t have acted like that…” you mumbled to yourself while walking on the sidewalk, eyes glued to the cement floor, hands on your purse as your lips were in a pout. You felt your phone vibrated inside your pockets as you fished it out and saw Rina’s message.

RIRI: bestie where are you? Come on, we’ll pick you up and send you home.

You looked around and noticed that you were in a park with no human being around. It kind of sent shivers all over your body as the cold wind hit your bare skin. You were only wearing a long-sleeved blouse and a skirt that fits with it and you know very well that you might get in trouble because of it.

When you were about to text your Rina back, your eyes caught sight of a café nearby and thought that you wanted to eat before going home.

YOU: I can go home by myself. I’m at a café called… enha-cafe? I think. RIRI: u sure? YOU: I’m a grown-ass woman girl, I can handle myself. RIRI: ok? Don’t forget the fact that you almost fed yourself cat food… you even almost burned your apartment unit down ??? but sure I’ll believe that. YOU: Do you have a death wish? RIRI: blep :p

You rolled your eyes at Rina’s attempt to expose you (which worked at some point) while you pushed the glass door of the cafe.

“Welcome to enha-cafe, what can I get for you?” A kind feminine voice asked you to which you turn your head in the direction of the sound as you noticed a short-haired girl standing behind the counter. Kim Sujin. The name on her name tag.

“Hello, one iced mocha, please.” You smiled as your eyes fell on the yummy cakes lying there, making your mouth water. “One slice of this cake too, please!” You added, pointing at the white cake with chocolate bits on it. Sujin nodded as she listed it down.

“Coming right up! You can sit there while waiting.”

“Thank you.”

You walked towards a seat near the glass window, settling yourself on the high chair. You looked around the interior of the place and noticed that you weren’t the only one in here. A boy was sitting not so far from you, and he has a pile of books around him. Not gonna lie, he was really cute. He has this pretty sharp jawline that made him look attractive from a distance. He has pale skin and a cute nose too— all your thoughts were thrown away after seeing that the boy was looking at you. You blinked continuously as his face was now fully visible to you and saw that he wasn’t just handsome—it seemed like he was carved by God himself. He looked like an angel—

“What do you want?” His voice was serious and it sounded rude to you, making you flinch at the opposite attitude he was showing you.

“N-nothing.”

“Geez, what a creep.” He looked you up and down before focusing on his works again. You widened your eyes after hearing his response to you. He has the right to be creeped out, I mean; Imagine just sitting comfortably and then suddenly feel someone staring at you, and even when you caught them staring, they don’t look away—what would your reaction be like? Weirded out, right?

“Yah! I was just looking at you because you look like someone I know!” You retorted. To be honest, you don’t even know someone that looks like that and that was just a little white lie to get away with his suspicion towards you.

You were afraid that he might sue you for sexual harassment.

“Pfft, yeah right.” He gave you a side-eye and smirked.

“W-what are you smirking at?” You slapped yourself mentally after hearing that you just stuttered. Seriously, this “why-enn” disease. The boy doesn’t answer, instead, he closed all his books and started packing all his things, leaving you there hanging.

Angelic face with a rude attitude—if that’s not him, then who is. You growled at his back figure but before you could continue sending daggers at him, your order arrived. You decided not to fret too much about the kid’s rude attitude and just ate your meal.

You finished minutes later and left.

While on your way home, you felt your eyes threatening to flutter close. You wanted to sleep already but you still have to walk another 1 kilometer. You didn’t wanna be late for school tomorrow again so you decided to walk faster than how you do normally. Ok, maybe you’re running and not walking. But as long as you get to lay down on your comfy bed and sleep like there’s no tomorrow, you don’t mind running a kilometer long.

When you arrived home, you immediately ran to your room, ignoring the series of calls from your brother. “Not even a hi?” Jake shrugged.

You flopped down on your bed and inhaled the scent of home. “Finally~” you were too tired and exhausted to even change your clothes as you finally drifted to sleep.

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Ring. Ring. Rin—

You cut off the annoying sound of your alarm clock with your hand as you sat up and stretched your arms up in the air, yawning. A sudden knock from your door was enough to make your eyebrows meet each other, forming a frown on your face. “What do you want?” You asked irritatingly. But seems like your brother’s words just passed by your ears and come out on the other once you were reminded of what happened yesterday.

You screamed as your hand went through your hair, pulling every hair you could touch, and attempted to detach it from your scalp. Jake was fast enough to open your door immediately, worried about what might’ve happened only to be disappointed at what he saw.

“Stop pulling your hair, you crazy woman.” The young boy rolled his eyes and separated your hand from your scalp. “What stupid shit have you done now?”

“Is it really creepy to be staring at someone for long?”

“Depends on what your intention is and how close you are with that person you’re staring at, why?”

“AHH!”

“Yes, it’s creepy. Now, what did you do—”

“GET OUT!”

Jake didn’t move and stood there like he was some teacher demanding an answer from a student which doesn’t even make sense. But he was your twin brother, after all, you can’t hide things from each other—even if it’s the most embarrassing things, each of you deserves to know it.

After telling Jake what happened, he just stared at you like you were some dirty human being that he just witnessed choking a man to death. “Don’t look at me like that! It’s not my fault he’s handsome.”

“It’s also not my fault if he sees you again, he’ll probably embarrass you in front of people.”

“Whose side are you even on?”

“The boy’s, why?”

“GET OUT!”

You just finished eating breakfast and you left for school early, not because of the fear of being late, but because you don’t wanna go with your brother. You were slowly realizing that it was indeed creepy—the thing you did yesterday—and you could only wish to not see that boy anywhere.

But too bad, life wasn’t on your side.

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While you were walking in the corridors, a group of females went to you with a smile on their faces. You already know why they’re here and you’re not in the mood for it.

“Y/N, still no luck in finding a boyfriend?”

It’s that damn topic again. They won’t stop bugging you until you give up and let them find you “a boy of your dreams”, well that’s what they said. But you know better—those “boys” they’re talking about are all about the “abs”. You’re not that kind of person though.

You’d rather be in a relationship with that rude man you met than with those bulky men these girls are talking about. Besides, you would like it more if you were the one who will choose the love of your life rather than let other people meddle with your personal problems.

But it was easier said than done.

You have bad memories with these girls in front of you now. In Junior High, you were once bullied by them for being poor and average. And now, they’re trying to be nice and look oh-so-friendly with you? It was too good to be true. So when you ignore their “help”, bad things might happen. But also for you, being the independent girl you are, you can’t let them interfere with your life.

“I have a boyfriend already.” You said throwing them a fake smile. With that, you thought that they will stop bugging you but instead, it got worse.

“Really? Who?”

“Oh my god, why didn’t you tell us?”

“Introduce him to us!”

Bad idea, Shim Y/N. Bad idea. Who knew that they would ask more questions once you tell them a lie? Hmm, you’re the only one who didn’t know that, I guess.

“U-uhm, h-he’s not in this s-school...” You fiddled with your fingers behind you as you kept on stuttering, you’re having a hard time looking for the right words to answer with. But they just kept on throwing you questions that even the police might find suspicious. It’s called an invasion of privacy.

“Is he handsome?”

“What’s his name?”

At this point, you were being suffocated and surrounded by these girls as your back was glued to the row of lockers and all you hear were muffled voices. Same for your vision, it started becoming blurry as you gripped the hem of your skirt tightly.

And before you knew it, your vision became dark.

“Y/N! Y/N! Y/N—”

“What?” you groaned as you felt your head throb continuously. You sat up from the bed— wait, a bed? When you’re finally sober enough to process everything, you noticed you were in the clinic. Beside you, was your brother, Jake, and your best friend, Rina with her boyfriend, Heeseung.

“What happened?” you asked while your hand went to your head and held it for support.

“You fainted… because of that,” Rina mumbled, her voice almost sounding like a squeak that only the mouse could hear. But it was loud enough to be heard by you. You nodded, understanding what she meant.

You were claustrophobic. Earlier, those girls were surrounding you and it suffocated you enough to make you faint. You hated being the center of attention and being surrounded by people was one of them.

“Good thing a young man picked you up and brought you here immediately.” Heeseung smiled at you as he said those words.

A young man? “Who?” As if on cue, a young man did appear with a tray of medicine in his hands. You raised your head to look at the person fully and—oh god, you weren’t believing your eyes.

It was him.

“Y-YOU?!” You were genuinely shocked, gulping harshly as you covered your face from the boy.

“What’s wrong with me?” He looked confused, but at the same time, you knew he was faking it. “Oh, that’s why you looked familiar. You’re the girl who—” Before he could finish his sentence, you stormed out of the clinic bed to ran over the boy and cover his mouth.

Gritting your teeth, you whispered, “Let’s talk, not here,” you didn’t even wait for him to respond as you pulled him out of the room. You took off your hand from his mouth before bowing 90 degrees.

“H-hey, what’re you doing—”

“I’m sorry for what I’ve done yesterday!”

“Oh that, don’t worry, I know I’m handsome.” He said with a cocky grin. You stood straight before charging onto him, head locking the boy.

“You little...”

“AH!”

Both of you were now sitting at a near café located inside the campus, with an ice pack in the boy’s hand. “I was about to forgive you but you just had to do that. Tsk tsk, you lost the opportunity.” He said, sipping on his Iced Americano, glancing at you, who had your head lowered as your eyes threw daggers on the floor.

“What did the floor ever do to you? Poor floor.” The boy sarcastically clicked his tongue as you raised your head to glare at him.

“Do you want another black eye?” You threatened.

“No, absolutely not.”

If not for the waiter serving you the iced mocha you ordered, it would be quiet again. For the two of you.

“Look, I forgive you, ok? But what you did was creepy and strange.” The young boy kindly said.

“I already know that. But still, sorry if it creeped you out.” You fiddled with your fingers under the table as you took a sip from your iced mocha. “What’s your name, by the way?” You tried to forget the not-so-good first meeting and restart again. “I’m Shim Y/N, Jake’s twin sister.” You introduced yourself, stretching out your arm towards the guy with a smile.

“I’m Sunghoon. Park Sunghoon.” He took your hand and shook it.

“Hello Sunghoon, I never knew you go to this school.”

“I keep it low… sometimes.” Sunghoon smiled, beaming you his white teeth to which you caught a glimpse of his little fang on the side. You found it cute and without noticing, you chuckled while staring at him. Sunghoon did the same. His eyes wandered around your pretty face, from your sparkling eyes that held the whole universe in it to the scar on the right side of your neck, near your collarbone. He tilted his head as he stared at that one scar that caught his attention.

You noticed his stare as you followed it. “Oh, this?” you asked, grazing your hand above the said wound. “I’d rather not talk about it, it’s… terrifying.” You muttered. Sunghoon nodded in response and no longer made a fuss about the scar. But of course, he was curious.

You both finished your drinks and Sunghoon decided to walk you to your classroom. While walking in the hallways, you could feel students’ eyes on you and the boy walking beside you. You lowered your head and closed your eyes tightly and pretended that no one was paying attention to you but your hand was trembling ‘cause of anxiety, indicating that your fear might attack any second now.

And guess what, life was making you suffer.

The girls earlier appeared out of nowhere and asked you tons of questions again. Erin, their “leader” stepped in front of you making you stop on your tracks. “Poor you. You didn’t have to lie that you have a boyfriend, y’know?” She laughed in a mocking tone. Leaning to your ear, she took a strand of your hair and twirled it around her finger as she whispered, “You could’ve just let me help you find one, that’s not too hard.” She pulled away and held both of your shoulders, dusting off the left one. “I’ll find you the one—”

Sunghoon noticed your uncomfortable state and decided to cut off the talking female and might’ve said something… unexpected.

“You don’t have to—I’m her boyfriend.” He said, making you turn your head on the side where he is and looked at him with wide eyes. “Now, if you don’t mind, she has class.” Sunghoon smiled at Erin mischievously as he took your hand in his, pulling you towards your classroom.

You were in utter shock, but at the same time, you thanked him mentally for saving you. Arriving in front of your classroom, Sunghoon let go of your hand as you felt a foreign feeling as if you didn’t want him to let go of you at all. You pursed your lip into a thin line, glancing at Sunghoon with no words leaving your mouth. “Thank you,” you whispered under your breath but the boy didn’t seem to hear it.

“What was that?” He asked you to repeat what you said and leaned closer to your face to hear it—which was unnecessary. You felt your cheeks heat at the close contact.

“I said, t-thank you.” You squeaked, not caring anymore if he heard it or not, and just turned your back at him immediately after saying it again. You entered the classroom and thank god, the homeroom teacher is not here yet. Settling yourself on your seat, you flopped your head on your desk and reminisced on what just happened not too long ago.

Boyfriend…? It took you a while to process what happened and when it did, you raised your head and gasped loudly, catching the attention of some of your classmates as well as Rina. Turning to you, she asked worriedly. “You just left earlier with that boy and arrive with the same person, did something happened?” But before you could answer, the teacher arrived.

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The class was over—the first thing you were greeted by was Rina’s hand wrapping around your arm, pulling you outside the classroom, making your way towards the cafeteria to eat lunch.

Both of you were now seated across each other, Rina’s curious eyes dug through your bare skin. “Get to the point, will you?” You stated.

“Ok, tell me what happened—like, come on, spill some tea.” She leaned sassily on her seat, crossing her arms like a businesswoman talking with their acquaintance, waiting for you to speak.

You started by telling her how you met Sunghoon and ended your story with the scenario that happened earlier. Her jaw fell and her eyes sparkled with admiration. “Ooh, Sunghoon saved the day for you, huh?” She wiggled her eyebrows as she cooed at you teasingly.

“Oh, shut up. It’s nothing, he probably just did that to save me from those bitches.”

“Girl… you’re so dense.” Rina shook her head at you disappointingly. You responded with an eyebrow raised, and a quiet ‘what’.

“It’s not like we’ll keep on pretending we’re dating— shit.” You stopped the spoon that was about to go into your mouth mid-way after realizing what you just put yourself into.

“Exactly.”

Your meal was long forgotten when you stood up and ran towards who knows where. You were on your way to talk to Sunghoon about what he did and what’ll happen. But… you don’t know what class is he in—which was dumb itself. You went to another building that had the same grade you were in and started asking people if they know who Sunghoon is. Thankfully, on your first try, it worked.

“Hello, do you know Sunghoon?” You approached a young boy with pale skin and crescent-like eyes. He was cute, you thought. On his name tag, written there was Kim Sunoo. That sounds familiar to you but you didn’t think much about it.

“You mean, Park Sunghoon? From Class A-4?” He confirmed, but you don’t know any other Sunghoon nor what his class is so you just nodded at the young kid. He looks like your age so maybe he’s not a young kid—but he’s cute.

“He’s still in class, I think—”

Speaking of the devil, Sunghoon walked out of class with his bag hanging on his shoulder, behind him was another guy which you guessed was one of his friends. Looks like their class just ended, you said to yourself. You approached the boy and smiled nervously. He turned to you with a surprised look, “Y/N, what brings you here?”

“We need to… talk. Now.” You whispered to him, but before letting him answer, you immediately pulled him into a deserted area near the stairs.

“Woah, calm down. What happened—”

“You know what you did, right? You told those girls that you’re my boyfriend… I hope you know what you brought yourself into.” You spoke, fidgeting with your fingers on the process. You sounded like something bad will happen making Sunghoon laugh at you.

“Hey, I know what I did. I just saved you from those…” his voice trailed off as he looked at you with widened eyes. “Are you saying that…”

“Yes, you did that without knowing and you didn’t even think of the consequences of your actions—which resulted in this mess.” You explained with your eyes staring right through his soul. “Half of the population of students know that we’re dating… so if we don’t pretend we’re dating, they’ll grow suspicious.” You continued, with each of the words you spit out, Sunghoon understood them easily.

“That won’t be too hard, and I don’t mind.”

“You... don’t mind?”

“Nah, my friends like to set me up with some random girl, and now that I have a girlfriend—” You cut him off.

“Fake girlfriend.” You said, emphasizing the “fake” part.

“Ok.” He nodded and continued; “And now that I have a fake girlfriend, they won’t set me up with just anyone anymore. So it’s convenient for me too.”

“So it’s settled.” You smiled at Sunghoon and reached your hand for him to shake, “We’ll be fake dating.”

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Days have passed (1 week before Valentine’s Day) and maybe it wasn’t that hard—honestly, it was great. The girls who were once bothering you could only watch you from afar and Sunghoon was surprisingly a good boyfriend. Any girl would want him as one but now, all of the girls envied you.

You were the center of attention every time you would walk in the cafeteria or any place with students at all. You don’t know if it was a good thing or a bad one, but you could care less. As for Jake, Rina, and Heeseung—they all know that it’s just an act.

Nothing much changed, to be honest. Your life was still the same—you wake up in the morning, go to school with Jake, walk to class with Sunghoon, eat lunch with Rina—nothing unusual happened.

Except for the fact that girls would mob you and ask you lots of questions on how you caught Sunghoon’s attention and all—you realized that Sunghoon was famous among girls too. And your anxiety would show up more often than before. Those were the only differences that you’re experiencing in your life— oh, and don’t forget the number of dates Sunghoon takes you out on and gifts that he gives you every time you two have a date. It all felt real, too real. It looked like Sunghoon was your real boyfriend.

But you also kept telling yourself to not be too attached or else it would be hard to let go, especially when feelings started to build inside you. You would often feel a swarm of butterflies flying around your stomach and it overwhelmed you to the fact that you want to throw up here and there. But it was a good feeling—that’s what you tell yourself.

Today, wasn’t any different from those normal days you had. Or so you thought.

While heading towards the music room with your hands hugging the textbooks against your chest, a hand suddenly grasp your wrist making you turn towards that person, only to be greeted by Rina.

“Don’t proceed—don’t go to the music room,” Rina warned you which made you raise an eyebrow at her strange attitude.

“Why—”

“Just don’t! You don’t have a Music class on Wednesday.”

She was right, you don’t have a Music Class on Wednesday, but why was the teacher looking for you? You were weirded out too.

“I’ll be quick.” You ignored her warning and proceeded to walk to the music room, you brushed aside the eerie feeling that was washing over you as well as Rina’s calls behind you.

“I swear to god, this girl never listens.”

You entered the room, checking if there are any people inside, and your eyebrows knotted together after seeing that there weren’t any signs of a teacher waiting for you at all—it was almost deserted, if not for the instruments scattered around the room, the place would look like an abandoned classroom. When you were about to leave, you gasped at the sound that the window made. You looked back and saw that all the windows were closed which made you confused because earlier, they were all open but then you saw Erin leaving the room with keys in her hand.

“P-please, don’t—”

“Hmm, how about… no.” Her laugh echoed around the walls of the empty room as she leaves, locking the door as she does so.

You were late to stop the door from closing and you started feeling your chest tightening as your heartbeat increased its pace, almost jumping out from your ribs. You looked around to see if there were any windows open to get some air but it was all locked from the outside. Your eyes became blurry while you have a hard time trying to breathe. You let out quiet cries as your hands went to both sides of your head, covering your ears with it. All bad memories… please don’t come back. You curled yourself into a ball and sobbed as those memories you tried so hard to forget all started washing over you.

In a dark room, a child was crying. The cries that escaped from her lips echoed around the soundproof walls. She was crying for help—but no one could hear her. No one could help the poor child. Her cries sounded like a newborn baby’s, begging for release. She was trapped in a nightmare, a dark place she doesn’t wanna go back to. A memory that was buried deep inside her brain, a memory that left a scar on her life—a memory she would love to forget.

“Y/N! Wake up…” You started hearing faint noises in the background calling for you but you didn’t have the strength to see who it is. And everything turned black before you knew it.

Your eyes fluttered open, seeing as you were in this one particular room again. “I can’t believe I wake up here often—” You said in a quiet voice and was cut off by a familiar one.

“That’s because you didn’t listen to Rina’s warning.” You looked to your side, greeted by a sweaty boy. You also noticed that he was the only one around.

“Sunghoon?” You called out to him as you sat up. “Where’s Rina? Or Jake?”

“They’re on their way.”

“Were you…”

“The one who saved you? As always.”

He flashed you his signature toothy smile—one of the reasons why you always feel butterflies swimming around your stomach—as he took your hand in his. The feeling of his skin coming in contact with yours sent electricity throughout your whole body. Though he does it often, and it became a normal act for him to do so. It was always you who wasn’t quite used to it. He studied your face and his gaze dropped on the same scar once again.

“Y/N, we’ve been friends for quite a long time now. Would you mind telling me how you got that scar?” He said slowly, trying to not creep you out. “I mean if it’s okay—”

“It’s okay…” You smiled, thinking that it’s time for him to know the truth. You took a deep breath as you proceeded on your story. “When I was a child, I was abducted...” (I decided not to proceed with her story-telling because it may contain some triggering events, so I’ll leave it to you and how you’ll continue the story).

You finished telling Sunghoon the whole thing and his reaction was priceless. He had his mouth hanging wide and his eyes blinked continuously at you. “I-I didn’t know it was like that.” He felt sorry for even asking but you reassured him that it’s okay, and you didn’t mind at all.

“I just wanna thank you, for always being there when I’m in a near-death experience.” You chuckled as you stared at his eyes that showed care and worry while he looked at you in the most gentle way, it was as if you were something fragile and he thinks that when he looks at you, you’ll break anytime.

That’s what you loved about Sunghoon. He was caring, loving, and gentle. But you knew this act wouldn’t last forever—at the end of the day, you’ll still let go of him and remind yourself that he’s not yours. That’s what hurt you the most. You can’t have him even if you want to.

Later on, Rina and Heeseung arrived—and I’m telling you, they got some scolding to do. Jake didn’t make it because he has some business to do. I don’t know what it is, ask him yourself.

And it made you worry—not for Jake—for yourself. He has the house key and you couldn’t go home if you don’t have it. But surprisingly, Jake asked for Sunghoon to take care of you like he knew you’d be looking for him.

“Me? In your house? Why can’t it be with Rina—”

“Family reasons.” Your best friend smiled at you sympathetically.

“Gosh, I have lots of family reasons but I still let you sleep in my house.” You retorted while rolling your eyes.

“Well, in my house it is.” Sunghoon stood up from his seat, reaching for his bag that laid on the clinic bed.

“If you do something to my best friend, I hope you know that you’ll never see the light of the day… ever,” Rina warned the tall boy as you nodded in agreement, chuckling at your best friend’s overprotectiveness.

“Of course, why would I— haha…” he nervously chuckled, scratching his nape while he walks out of the room with you following him from behind. You bid goodbye to Rina and Heeseung with a smile.

Students kept on staring at you and Sunghoon while you were on your way out of the school premises. Both of you walked side by side on the pathway when suddenly, it started raining uncontrollably. You gasped and immediately hovered your purse above your head as Sunghoon did the same, taking your wrist to run towards the bus stop to get some shelter.

Both of you were drenched when you entered Sunghoon’s apartment unit. You took the bus on the way here but since both of you didn’t have an umbrella, you had to walk with only a bag hovering above your heads.

The taller guy sighed exhaustedly as he stepped inside of his unit. He pointed at the couch in the living room, “you can sit there, I’ll get some clothes for you to change into.” He said to which you obeyed instantly. You made yourself comfortable on the couch but not too much.

Sunghoon came back with a pair of sweatshirts and sweatpants and handed it to you. “The bathroom is that way,” he informed you, pointing at the bathroom near the kitchen. You nodded, whispering a quiet “thank you” before heading towards the bathroom to change.

While you were changing, you noticed how his clothes were too big for you but it felt so comfortable to the fact that you didn’t wanna let go of them.

You went out of the bathroom after you changed into his clothes. You found him resting on the couch as he watches a movie. He caught sight of you from his side and faced you with a giggle.

“Sorry for borrowing your clothes.” You shifted on your position awkwardly, trying to avoid his stare.

“Don’t be. You look great in them.” He said it like it wasn’t something that could make your cheeks burn—it slipped off his lips rather smoothly. It appears like he does this often.

You sat beside him as you cleared your throat. He was watching a rom-com drama with a bucket of popcorn in front of him. You spent the rest of the night watching 4 episodes filled with laughter and tears—as well as good old cliché romance.

And then, the dark of the night came. It was time for slumber. In Sunghoon’s room, there was only one bed, and it made you worry.

“Where should I sleep?” You asked Sunghoon who was hugging a pillow against his chest.

“I’ll sleep on the couch, you can take the bed.” He said, sending his cute little smile at you while he walked to the couch like a penguin. “Make yourself at home, don’t worry,” Sunghoon reassured you before you could even protest.

You nodded shyly before going to his room. You were surprised that his room was squeaky clean—no signs of dirty clothes lying on the floor and whatsoever. Unlike Sunghoon, Jake was the opposite (this isn’t based on real-life, ok?), for you. Sunghoon wasn’t like any other guys you’ve met in the past—he was a cute gentleman, a sweet and caring one. No wonder people would fall in love with him. And when I say people, you’re included.

You fell in love with Sunghoon not so long ago. Let’s say, your first day as a fake couple. He held your hand with gentleness and he looked like he was really in a relationship with you. One time, a thought came into you and made you wonder what would it be like if you two were really dating.

What would it be like if Sunghoon was your real boyfriend?

Multiple questions and thoughts came across your mind every time you’re with him. And it seems never-ending.

You lied down on his comfy bed and you immediately smelled his familiar scent on it. Not to be creepy but it was addicting. It was like you were hugging Sunghoon’s body itself.

Being too comfortable on his bed, you fell asleep not so long after.

⸻ ✧ • ✧ • ⸻

A week has passed ever since you slept at Sunghoon’s place.

And today, the day you’ve been not waiting for; has finally come—Valentine’s Day: A holiday filled with Love Birds everywhere you go, a holiday celebrated by two lovers who love each other dearly. But for you, it was just a normal day.

A day where you go to school with Jake and don’t even expect a single drop of rose petal anywhere near your locker. Yet, someone decided to tell you otherwise.

You walked towards your locker to get your textbooks for class and unexpectedly when you opened it; there, a Red Rose laid in the middle with a letter stuck on it. You looked around, expecting to see a Sunghoon somewhere but were then disappointed when he didn’t appear. Shrugging, you opened the folded letter with hearts drawn on it.

From: Sunghoon

To: Y/N <3

You chuckled as you proceeded to read the words written—The handwriting was neat but you were confused as to why it’s so short—

This is a prank lol. The real gift is on the rooftop ;)

Sighing, you folded the paper again and took your things to head to the rooftop. Your heart continued beating inside your chest, following a particular rhythm—a beat of a heart that fell in love. You were undeniably nervous as well as excited at the same time.

You arrived at your destination, definitely not expecting everything you saw just now.

Red roses were in the hands of the boy who invited you to go here as pink hearts hung from above the shelter of the rooftop—you never expected he would prepare too many props when you’re not even dating for real. The real question is; why did he prepare all of this?

“Oh, you’re here?” Sunghoon smiled sweetly, walking towards you with rather heavy steps while holding the bouquet of red roses in his hands. You also found yourself smiling like a fool watching him walk towards you with a cheeky smile that you found cute.

“What’s all this?” You asked him the question that was wandering around your mind for a while now. He chuckled awkwardly, scratching his nape, not knowing what to answer.

“I have a lot to tell you, to be honest.” He started, handing you the flowers first as you accepted them, the smile not leaving your face for a second. “First of all…” he was about to continue when he saw you with the smile that made him feel butterflies and waterfalls inside his stomach every time he caught sight of them. Sunghoon lost focus, for short. You cocked an eyebrow at him, confused as to why he stopped mid-way—the smile was still plastered on your beautiful face.

“Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentence when you look at me like that.” The boy said shyly, a shade of pink blooming from his face as he does so. You laughed at his flustered and shy state before containing the smile that almost broke out of your lips.

“Ok, I’m not gonna smile anymore—continue.”

“No, don’t stop smiling. I love seeing your smile.”

There he goes again. It was that flirty tone that you got used to yet he looked shy while saying it. He was driving you nuts and mostly, he was making you confused—like for example, wasn’t he just shy? And now he’s spitting words that he probably doesn’t know are driving you crazy?

Nonetheless, it made you broke out into a smiling mess. “Just continue what you were about to say,” you told him, making him nod in response.

“I wanna end this fake relationship.” He blurted out with a serious expression and not gonna lie, you felt your heartbreak into thousands of pieces—you expected this to happen. Everything was gonna end either way, even how much you beg life to give you a chance to spend your life with Sunghoon, you knew that was way too much to ask—

“Let’s make it real.”

Your mouth fell agape as happy tears started building up in your eyes. It felt like you were in a dream, it felt like you were in cloud 9 and you just wanted to hear it over and over again. He wants to make it real. Though he said it without enough context, you understood it very well.

Sunghoon beamed at you, opening his arms wide, inviting you into a hug. You accepted it with glee, choking back your tears of joy. Laughing, the boy cupped your face with his large hands and looked at you with familiar tender eyes. “You don’t know how much I waited for this moment to happen,” you asserted. The boy mumbled a soft “me too” as he plants a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.” He said sweetly.

Earlier, you were worried about having a valentine’s date but seems like you weren’t gonna worry about it any time now.

Both of you agreed to skip classes and go out on a date—this time as a real couple. What’s more ironic is that he brought you to the place where you guys met for the first time, at the enha-cafe.

Entering the place, the scent of the strong aroma of coffee was the first one to greet the two of you. The same girl was standing behind the wooden counter, her presence was still the same as when you first went here.

“Hello! Happy Valentine’s Day, welcome to Enha-Cafe—what would you like to order?” Sujin greeted with a sweet smile. Her gaze fell on your hands that were intertwined with each other with a surprised expression. “Oh! Weren’t the two of you had a little mishap on the first time you met here?” She gave the two of you a teasing look.

“You… were watching us?” You asked, bewildered by the fact that someone was observing you from afar.

“It’s a habit of hers, hope you don’t mind.” A familiar yet unfamiliar voice answered instead of the girl in front of you. All of you turned your heads towards the direction of the sound, only to be greeted by a boy that you’ve met before.

“Why are you here and not in school?” Sujin scolded her brother Sunoo, crossing her arms at the young lad.

“Oh come on, it’s a holiday. We shouldn’t even be having school on such a lovely yet bitter-y day, y’know?” Sunoo answered with sass.

That’s why you found their names similar — they were siblings. Sunoo also recognized the two of you, Sunghoon as well.

“Ooh~ Skipping class and going on dates, are we?” The young boy cooed. Not only their names and faces were similar, their attitudes as well. Sassy and a professional teaser.

“Well, looks like it,” Sunghoon responded.

The conversation between the rest of you didn’t go long and you proceeded to order.

You and Sunghoon sat by the window, across each other, with foods that you ordered were laid out in front of you. Both of you were giggling and laughing—telling stories and getting to know each other—it was a sight and a moment that you never imagined would happen to you.

For other people, it might’ve been a normal day with their loved ones. Just walking around the park with their lovers, hand in hand, going out on dates, and showing affection towards their partners like no other. But for you, it was a very important day to remember. The month of lovers, the 14th day of the month, a holiday celebrated by two people in love, is a memorable day for you.

It was the day where you confessed your love for Sunghoon as he did the same.

At first, before you even met Sunghoon; you never believed in love. That’s why every time you see a couple walking by, you would curse them inside your mind and tell them that love doesn’t last and will never last—but guess what, after you met Sunghoon, he proved you otherwise. He made you believe in love. You hated it in the beginning but you never knew it would be so overwhelmingly addicting. It made you hold on to promises without a doubt. It made you wanna spend the rest of your life loving the person that made you feel that way. You now believed what people would mostly say, love will be the strongest feeling one would ever feel. You believed that it was indeed strong.

Your eyes wandered around the park, looking for your boyfriend who left to buy some ice cream for the two of you when out of nowhere, you found a couple who was fighting in the middle of the crowd. While watching, you couldn’t help but imagine and wonder, what if we fight? Will everything shatter? Those questions made you feel scared. You kept on watching the scenario, not knowing that Sunghoon was watching you from afar.

He looked in the way where you were looking at and he immediately read your mind. Approaching you with a smile, “No relationship is perfect, Y/N,” He said, handing you the ice cream he bought for you. You were startled for a brief moment from his sudden appearance but then got over it quickly, taking the ice cream from his hand.

“I know that—”

“You shouldn’t worry about what’ll happen in the future. We just started, we should make the most of it.” He cut you off, placing his warm hand above yours, with the familiar gentleness and warmth he would always make you feel.

You nodded at his words and pushed away all the thoughts that were in your mind before looking at the two couples that fought, only to see them hugging each other. “No fights would last a day if two mates truly love each other,” Sunghoon muttered, caressing the back of your hand with his thumb soothingly.

Your lips formed a small smile as you looked at him with tenderness. Being with Sunghoon felt like home, hearing his voice was comforting—your eyes were filled with love while you look at him. Thankful; you were thankful that you met Sunghoon. Your gaze shifted to his soft lips, saying words you didn’t know you could say with such confidence.

“Would you mind if I kissed you?”

Sunghoon was even flustered, himself, but then nodded in reply. Both of you were like magnets, pulling each other closer and closer until you touch. Your lips fell on his and you swore you felt a jolt of electricity wash over your body but it was the good type of feeling. His hand went to cup your cheek as the kiss started gentle, lips moving in sync. Two lovers under a cherry blossom tree just had their first kiss—if that isn’t romantic, then I don’t know what else would be.

The kiss lasted for seconds before parting your lips. He rested his forehead on yours and let out a breathy chuckle, both of your pants mixing with each other. It was magnificent, it was everything you could ask for.

The two of you were like missing puzzle pieces finally put back together. A perfect match and a perfect fit. Though it all started with a misunderstanding and a little mishap, it ended like how a missing puzzle found its place. It all ended happily ever after.

⸻ ✧ • ✧ • ⸻

On one fine day, an unnamed girl walked into the premises of Enha-Cafe and sat on the tall chairs found near the window. When she was about to sit down, a random boy accidentally bumped into her, resulting in his coffee spilling on the female’s clothes. He apologized quickly as she caught a glimpse of the boy’s name tag. Shim Jaeyun.

Is this the beginning of another mishap that’ll turn into a love story? We’ll see.

⸻ ✧ • ✧ • ⸻

FIN.

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Players of Legends of Runeterra need to think strategic, overthink every single move and be smart whenever they level up a card. When he came back from a photoshoot, he made it in time to join a game with you. It was a hard and long game but he enjoyed it a lot. All the games he’d played before weren’t like this so he asked you if you could do it again someday. You agreed.

Wonwoo learned a lot and eventually became even better in the game because of you. But it seemed as if he was the reason why you became better as well. After a while you only played together because everyone else was too boring and less challenging. Your way of thinking was attractive to him and without even planning it, he slowly fell for you.

“That means, you’re in love with a girl you met online?” Mingyu sat down on his bed and studied the way his bandmate took his seat in front of the computer, slowly nodding at his question.

“I don’t know… it just happened and it became even worse after we exchanged numbers.”

After a sip of his Vanilla latte, Mingyu let his fingernail scratch over the logo of Café Julio and asked the most important question in this situation.

“Does she know that you… are you?”

A loud sigh left Wonwoo’s lips. “I told her several times but she thinks it’s a joke.”

Mingyu chuckled. “Well, I would think the same.”

Just in time, Wonwoo’s phone chimed and he immediately smiled when he saw who sent the text.

[Y/n] My aunt’s birthday party is super boring… 😪 I’d rather play with you. Are you free after 11?

[Wonwoo] Not sure, I need to get up early 😭

[Y/n] Oh yeah, Seventeen’s Jeon Wonwoo has idol work to do.

[Wonwoo] Hey, I’m serious!

[Y/n] 🙃

Wonwoo grinned and looked around the room. When he saw Mingyu’s drink, he got an idea and quickly grabbed the latte for a photo of it in his hand, ignoring his bandmates whines.

[Wonwoo] I got your favorite drink. Sending you strength for the party.

[Y/n] Didn’t you say it’s too sweet for you? Bet it’s not yours.

[Wonwoo] It is! 🥺

[Y/n] Shameless liar.

Wonwoo chuckled. He liked your conversations a lot. Even though he wished you would know his true identity, he enjoyed how it was at the moment. He swore to himself, whenever the time was right, he would reveal and prove himself.

The two of you texted with each other every single day. If you didn’t play your game together, you would talk about your day and everything else that came to your minds. Wonwoo went to Café Julio more often in hopes to see you but it never worked out. His daily schedule as an idol was too different compared to yours.

“I wonder how she looks like.” Jihoon said while setting up the table for dinner.

Wonwoo snorted and tried to suppress the urge to see you in real life. “Looks aren’t everything.” 

“I know but I want to imagine her with you. I’m sure you two would make a cute couple.”

“Does that sound like a new hit breaking comeback song?” Everyone laughed at Seungkwan’s remark.

That night, Wonwoo couldn’t get the image out of his head how you would stand right in front of him, reaching out your hand to grab his. Maybe he should ask for a photo? Or would it be creepy?

Another 4 months went by and you two eventually started to talk like a couple, using nicknames such as ‘baby’ and ‘sweetheart’. It was unspoken and nothing official but he felt that you liked him too and that your feelings were genuine. Something new which he didn’t want to live without anymore.

[Y/n] I’m at Café Julio. Enjoying my Vanilla latte. Wbu? 🥰

Wonwoo stopped in his tracks so that Junhui bumped into him from behind. “Man, what’s wrong??”

“N-nothing…”

Looking up, he saw the huge sign of the cafe. He wanted to get coffee for the boys and Junhui volunteered to help him carry everything. His heart started beating faster the closer he got to the door. You were there. Did this day really came? The day he could see you for the first time?

Grabbing onto his phone for dear life, he didn’t reply but once he entered the cafe, he let his gaze travel around. It wasn’t too crowded but he didn’t know if you were there alone or not.

While Junhui was ordering, Wonwoo suddenly had an idea and texted you.

[Wonwoo] Do you have proof, sweetheart? If you’re really there, take a photo of your coffee and hold your spoon beside it. Otherwise I’m not the only liar here anymore 😎

He grew more and more nervous by the second. Leaning against the counter with his back and swiping over his phone screen, he peeked from under his bucket hat to see who you were.

And then he saw you.

You were trying to find the right angle for the photo he asked you for. A beautiful smile on your lips but suddenly he could see you sticking out your tongue a bit, a habit you once told him about, every time you were concentrated.

When you were satisfied with the outcome, his phone vibrated and your newly taken photo was on his screen.

[Y/n] See? I’m here. There’s only one liar in this chatroom and that’s you, baby.

Suppressing the amused snort, he silently paid for the drinks and left with his bandmate.

For a couple of days, Wonwoo was mad at himself because he didn’t had the courage to go to you when he had the chance at the cafe.

But maybe it was for the better. For now.

[Y/n] Baby, I’m in bed now 💕

Wonwoo rolled onto his side with a smile.

[Wonwoo] Same here, sweetie 💕

[Y/n] Please remember, that sweetie just won against you in a long card fight and literally kicked your cute little ass.

[Wonwoo] It was really difficult this time.

[Y/n] No offense but…. not really 😇

This was something he adored about you. Having such conversations was something he never knew he needed.

[Y/n] Angry?

[Wonwoo] Not at all. But fun fact, I had your favorite drink earlier and I still have to brush my teeth.

The empty coffee cup was still on his computer desk. Although Vanilla latte was too sweet for him, drinking it always reminded him of you. He started to like your favorite drink.

[Y/n] Really? … proof.

Smiling, Wonwoo took a photo of the cup and sent it.

[Y/n] Is it really yours? 🤔

[Wonwoo] Yep ☝🏻

This time he didn’t lie. Actually he had ordered your latte a couple of times now. It was just mere coincidence he had it today as well.

[Y/n] So your lips might taste like vanilla now.

[Wonwoo] They do.

[Y/n] I really want to kiss you right now.

Biting down onto his lower lip, the butterflies in his stomach had a blast.

[Wonwoo] Do it then.

He felt as if he waited an hour when only a minute passed before he got a reply.

[Y/n] 💋

Wonwoo let out a loud squeal, waking up MIngyu who groaned irritated. But Wonwoo completely ignored him since he had something more important to do - texting with you.

[Wonwoo] One day we will have a real date at Café Julio.

[Y/n] I’d love to.

Remembering the day you were sitting alone beside the window and taking the photo of your drink, he could see you very vividly in his mind. The way you set down the spoon and giggled to yourself. How you brushed a stray strand of your soft hair behind your ear when you leaned back in your chair. Yes, he wanted to hold your hand, see and hear you whine whenever he teased you, go to coffee dates with you and he would even accept it if you jokingly call him a liar again. Only you were able to do so without making him angry.

—

You were about to take a sip of your Vanilla latte when someone took the free seat in front of you. Slightly cocking your head to the side, you tried to find the right words to send the boy off in a friendly way.

“Uhm…. sorry.. but I’m waiting for…. my boyfriend. He wouldn’t like to see me with a stranger.”

He took out his phone and called Chan, the older male picked up on the third ring. “Have you done it yet?” Chan asked. “No. I’m freaking out dude what if she doesn’t like the ring? What if she’s not ready? Or worse, what if she says no?” he rushed in one breath, on the verge of hyperventilation. “Woah woah woah, calm down! Why would she say no? You two have the healthiest and longest relationship out there, dude she’s head over heels for you! Why on earth do you think she’ll say no? That’s ludicrous. If she’s not ready, then nothing. You talk it out and give her the time she needs. Everything will be fine, just communicate. I’m very sure she’ll say yes so stop worrying.” Chan said calmly. 

“Maybe this is a stupid plan. Should I just ask her out on a date and do it the old fashioned way?” Changbin asked, worrying his bottom lip. “Look, that’s up to you. Honestly, it’s a very quirky way, sure there’s nothing wrong with popping the question at a restaurant but knowing how much of a private person y/n is I’m sure she’ll appreciate you asking in the comfort of your own home. Plus, she’s got a great sense of humour, she might even find the whole situation funny.” Chan reasoned. “You’re right, you’re right. I’m just scared shitless. Alright, wish me luck. She’s gonna wake up anytime soon, I should get ready.” Changbin said. “Hey man, don’t worry. She’s gonna say yes. I just know it.” Chan said, always the calm, collected and level headed of the group and knew just what to say. Changbin said thanks and ended the call.

Quickly, he opened the cabinet and grabbed the box of your favourite cereal, he opened the packet inside the cardboard box and took out the small box from his pocket. “Here goes nothing.” he breathed out. He opened the box to reveal the stunning ring with an elegant gem sitting on a simple band like a centerpiece to behold, it glittered brilliantly in the soft morning rays, for a moment all he could do was just stare at it in awe. This small thing would determine his future, a symbol of his never-ending love for you. This ring meant his love for you was ultimate. He spent some time imagining this beautiful ring settled on your ring finger, imagining it to be an heirloom. Maybe in the future, it will be passed down to your daughter when she would grow older. “Wait, daughter?” Changbin asked himself. Yes, he wanted children with you. He wanted to grow old and wrinkly with you, teach your kids how to swim, scare off any boys from your girls, teach how to respect women to your sons. He wanted to come home to hold you in his arms after a long day of hard work, he wanted to take care of you, he wanted to build a life with you. He wanted it all, but that would be possible only if you said yes.

Taking a deep breath, he took out the ring and dropped it into the packet, making sure it’s at the very top so it would fall out on the first pour. He placed the box back in the cabinet as if it was untouched. The deed was done, now all he had to do was wait. Unless, he just woke you up, now that was a great plan he had no issue executing. With a beaming smile, he ran to the bedroom where his eyes fell on you sleeping peacefully. You wore pajama shorts and his t-shirt which was oversized for you, your bun was lopsided with half of your hair slipping out and onto the pillow, your body moved in sync with your slow breaths, and one leg was propped up on a pillow taking Changbin’s place. Watching you again just made him fall in love all over again. It was you and it will always be you. 

He slipped onto his side of the bed, using a hand to trek his way from your bare leg before resting it just on your stomach. He loomed over your face to see your soft lips, smooth from the lip balm you apply before bed just slightly pouting in sleep and your eyelashes occasionally fluttering. He can’t forget his purpose for being here so he got to work, pecking the back of your neck and trailing his lips to dip between your neck and shoulder where he knew you were a bit sensitive, his favourite spot. There were some red and purple splotches on your neck region from the previous night which made him smirk with giddiness. He kissed the same spot a few times before he heard a whine from you and you scratched at the area, still not waking up but shifting to lay flat on your back. Well, you had just unknowingly made Changbin’s job way easier for him. He littered kisses all over your neck, softly rubbing his thumbs over your hip bones and your soft stomach, “y/n?” he called gently. You made another whining noise, you didn’t want to wake up. He kissed your neck more before moving to kiss your cheeks, then your forehead, “y/n wake up.” 

Your eyelids fluttered open before they closed again, you released a slightly frustrated breath. “Whyyyy?” you whined before trying to shift to your side and away from your boyfriend but obviously he wasn’t going to let you because he had pinned you down by gripping your torso. He nestled his face into the same crook in your neck and pressed more kisses there, “You have to wake up.” “Alright alright, I’m up.” you said and tiredly opened your eyes. “Why are you so reluctant to wake up today?” he asked, he didn’t have to because he already knew the answer. “Because someone decided their raging hormones needed some calming down at midnight.” you quipped. “Careful, you’ll wake the beast.” he warned, jokingly. You smacked him on the upside of his head, “I can’t believe that just came out of your mouth. You’re such an idiot.” “Yes but I’m your idiot, baby.” he teased which made you laugh. Your laugh tinged with the huskiness in your throat from being used for the better part of the previous night, layered with sleep caused a fluttering in his heart. “I really want to kiss you right now.” he voiced, quietly so as not to disrupt the tranquility of the morning and this bubble of peace you two were in. “Do it then.” you urged.

Changbin didn’t need any more convincing, swooping down to capture your soft lips, sweet from the strawberry lip mask and your eyelids fluttered shut. This is what Changbin wanted for the rest of his life, this feeling of pure bliss he finds only with you. For him, this was the best feeling in the world- just being able to pour all his love on you. He pulled away to rest his forehead against yours while you caught your breath, “Your lips are really warm.” he said, a hand reaching out, he used his thumb to trace your bottom lip. “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times already, but just like another ten please.” he said, the last word ending in a groan and you nodded frantically before your lips met again with a bruising force. This was how the next fifteen minutes or so was spent- just slow and languid kisses in bed, hands wandering and not being able to have enough of each other. 

A growl was heard and Changbin realised his mission. “Damn, I got carried away.” he thought to himself. “I think someone’s hungry.” he mused as he stared into your eyes glazed from sleep and a tinge of passion from the intense makeout session. “Gimme a few minutes, I’ll be out.” you said as you placed a final peck to his lips and got up from the bed, stretching your arms high over your head as you walked to the bathroom. Changbin’s heart was thundering, palms were sweating. “Oh god, it’s happening.” he said to himself quietly. So focused on his own thoughts, he didn’t realise you came out of the bathroom until you called out for him. Changbin jumped off the bed as if he wasn’t just contemplating his future. “So, cereal?” he asked, casually. You laughed, “You know me so well.” “I know, it’s almost like we’ve been dating for years.” he said sarcastically. 

He walked to the cabinet to get bowls and spoons for the two of you and walked to the living room while you grabbed the cereal box. He was doing a very good job of hiding the fact that there was a very expensive ring inside the box of cereal and that he had nothing to do with it. You sat down on the couch as he handed you a bowl. You tilted the box and the crunchy, flakes fell out in a golden stream until you heard a loud thunk. “What was that?” you asked, bewildered. Changbin shrugged, he was breaking into cold sweat now. You fingered the golden flakes around and felt something cold, gripping the object between your fingers you pulled out a ring. “What in the-?” you gasped, looking at the probably most gorgeous piece of jewelry you’ve ever laid your comically wide eyes on. “How did this even get here?” you squealed, losing your mind. Your first instinct was to grab the box and look at it for some kind of advertisement saying a lucky winner would win an expensive ring but there wasn’t any. You had failed to notice Changbin taking the ring and getting down on his knee.

“Baby?” he called out. You looked to the side to see Changbin on the ground and holding the ring. You couldn’t help but quietly gasp in shock, “Oh.” Changbin cleared his throat, “From the very first time I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to secure just one date with you. I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror. Chan had to give me a pep talk. I’ve always known you were special since the beginning, I just never knew how special. But now I realise special isn’t even enough to describe how much you mean to me. No word in the dictionary will ever be enough to describe what I feel for you, how much I yearn for you. Every morning I wake up to see you next to me, I feel the need to just say thank you to fate, and just think how lucky I am that the the sweetest girl, most beautiful girl is sleeping right next to me.” He took a shaky breath and by this time your hands were cupped over your mouth as tears streamed from your glimmering eyes down your face in rivers. You didn't dare to make a sound, crying silently while you listened with rapt attention but your heart had already spoken.

“You’re the girl of my dreams, the woman I want to grow old with and it would make me the happiest man on this planet if you gave me the honour of being your husband. y/n l/n, will you marry me?” he finished. You were already nodding before he even started to ask the question, “Yes yes yes! A thousand times YES!” you said as you got off the couch to tackle him in a tight hug, burying your face in his neck. Changbin pulled away to grab your hand and you had to just stare in awe as he slipped the ring onto your ring finger with utmost care. “Oh, Binnie, it’s so beautiful.” you said as you raised your hand to watch it glint with the shifting light. “Not as beautiful as you.” he said. 

This was a good time to say something snarky as a rebuttal but you simply crashed your lips down on his as your hands reached to grip at his hair. “Bedroom” you breathed between kisses. “Too far.” Changbin growled as he tackled you to the floor without breaking contact between your lips. You reached down to tug violently at his t-shirt, Changbin got the hint and pulled away to yank the annoying material and fling it to some corner of the room before reattaching his lips to yours. His lips trailed down to hungrily litter your neck with kisses before he felt a vibration on his right thigh and then he heard his ringtone. You yelped as he bit down on your sensitive spot, “Binnie. Your phone is ringing.” you said with great difficulty. “It’s fine, it’ll stop ringing.” he said before reaching up to kiss you again. Kissing you never got old. “It might be important.” you said as you pulled away but he was persistent as he chased after your lips. 

“Argh, fine!” He sat up as he grabbed his phone from his pocket and swiped to answer the call. “Hello?” he asked, annoyed. “Did it happen yet?” Chan asked hurriedly. Changbin smirked as he looked down on you, “She said yes.” You didn’t need his phone to be on speaker to hear several voices cheer gleefully on the other end. “When’s the wedding?” “I’m best man!” “Is it gonna be a destination wedding?” “What about the honeymoon?” a string of questions and statements flew in, all you could do was laugh. “Alright alright, we’ll talk about the wedding later, I have pressing matters to attend to.” Changbin urged. “What could be more important than discussing your own wedding?” he could hear Jeongin ask. “Uhh, Innie. I don’t think-” Chan began to say. “OH HELL NO! Y’ALL ARE NASTIES!” he heard Seungmin shriek. “Alright, we’ll talk to you later then. Uhhhh- you kids be careful.” Chan said before abruptly ending the call. 

“What just happened?” you asked. “Does it matter?” he asked before he got up abrubtly and hauled you over a broad shoulder. “Changbin! Put me down!” you screamed. He was walking in the direction of your bedroom. “Alright.” he said as he dropped you on the bed before looming over you. 

“You know, it just dawned on me that you put a RING in a freaking cereal box, Changbin, you absolute dork.”

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