Childhood Friends (Male P.O.V)
scenario// You light fireworks together content// fluff + angst at end characters// CLC’s Yeeun x Reader (Male + First Person) word counter// 1.2k extra information// Y/N = Your Name
It had been a while since I had seen Jang Ye-Eun. She had been in Seoul doing things with her idol group, CLC. I was a childhood friend of hers, so when I heard that she was coming back to Dongducheon, I had to make reservations with her. There were so many things that we had missed out on. I had finally graduated high school, and I was applying for Gachon University, something that Yeeun had always wanted me to do. She was my biggest supporter throughout our brief high school years. I really hoped that she was proud of me.
We were to spend an entire day together, on her second day of coming home. The first day, she would be with her family, as expected. It had been so long since I had seen her that I almost forgot her face when I picked her up. I had my own car now, which she was also surprised at because when we last saw each other, we were both prepubescent teens. Now, the pair of us had grown up. Yeeun had become a beautiful woman. Â I knew that most of our childhood friends were jealous of how good she looked now. Though, I had always thought of her as beautiful.
"Where are we going?" The girl asked me as I drove out of her driveway. I was looking to make this one of our most memorable moments together. It was something that she had enjoyed throughout most of our childhood. Every year, both of our families got together and spent the evening making barbeque under the stars. I was looking forward to being able to do that with just the two of us.
As I continued to drive towards the destination, I couldn't help but smile. "You'll see soon enough. It's somewhere we went often." I spoke, my fingers lightly tapping against the steering wheel in time with the quiet music playing through the stereo. It was winter, so the evening seemed to rush upon us, being dark by five in the afternoon. I had picked her up in the afternoon, and our destination was an hour and a half drive from her house. By the time we arrived at the playground where we had spent most of our youth, it was sunset. The sky was lit up in a deep orange in the horizon. It was truly a beautiful sight. "There is more to come than just the sunset," I assured her, pulling myself out of the car before moving around to open the door for Yeeun.
When I got around to her side, though, Yeeun had already let herself out of the car. Her honey-toned voice filled my ears as her face tilted towards the sunset, mesmerised. "It's so pretty. It's so hard to see a sunset in Seoul because I'm always working. Thank you, Y/N." To see such a smile on that pretty face of hers made me feel tingly inside. It always had. Yeeun was so grateful for what I had done for her, and I wasn't even partway through my evening with her.
Opening the boot I grab out the rug we would be sitting on, as well as a lantern. I knew that it would be hard to see when it became dark out. The two of us set ourselves up on the rug, where I had dinner prepared for the pair of us. I knew that she had to be careful of what she ate because she was an idol, but I just wanted her to eat what her favourites were when we used to hang out. The pair of us begun to eat under the setting sun, speaking of everything that came to mind. I was rather interested in the idol life that she lived. It seemed tough for her, with tight schedules and hardly any sleep. I had promised her from then on to  video call her when she was free, and talk with her until she fell asleep. It was something that I had always wanted to do, though, as a boyfriend.
The food was something that I often had, but it tasted so much better because I was eating it with Yeeun, who I hadn't seen in what felt like forever. By the time we had finished eating, we began to pack up the dinner and get my next surprise out. Grabbing a blanket from the boot, I draped it over Yeeun's shoulders. "Go take a seat, I will bring the rest of the stuff out," I instructed, taking out a few boxes and my lighter. Our families often would go to an empty park and light fireworks on special occasions. What more of a special occasion could this be? Jung Ye-Eun had returned home for the weekend. Opening one of the boxes, I run further into the lot, placing the firework down and lighting it.
Just as I took my seat beside her, the sky lit up with vibrant blues and greens. No matter how old I was, fireworks would always take my breath away. My eyes slowly divert themselves from the fireworks to Yeeun's face. I love the way the sky illuminates her features, enhancing the already beautiful features. Honestly, I will never get over her looks. "Are you going to light the next one?" The girl asked me with a big grin, pulling me out of my trance. I nodded awkwardly before going to light the next one. The embarrassed tinge to my cheeks didn't seem to go away, even when we were apart. How did I manage to stuff up and zone out like that?
I attempted to keep my eyes on the sky, to watch the fireworks instead of the girl beside me. That one went out quickly and I pushed myself off the rug. "Yeeun, watch this!" I said quickly, lighting a sparkler before standing back a bit. "Spell this out for me." As I wrote out the word, I heard her small, cutesy voice call out each character as they appeared.
"Sa-Lang-Hae, Jung-Ye-Eun!" It took her a couple of seconds before she realised what I had actually written for her. I could see the look on her face as I drew a heart with the remaining sparks. Placing the burnt out stick on the ground, I await a proper response from Yeeun. Slowly, she walked towards me, a disappointed expression on her face. Honestly, I was expecting a hug or even a kiss from her. "Y/N, you know that I can't date, why did you do that?" She asked, concern written all over her profile.
"Because I just needed to tell you. I have kept it pent up for so long. Please just tell me if you feel the same way." I mumbled, tears threatening my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Y/N. I don't feel that way about you." All that I did for her was a waste. Drops burst from my eyes as we stood before each other, neither of us daring to speak another word to each other.
