Pinky Promise (Part Two)
Here’s part two of Pinky Promise! The bolded phrase in the story is from a fortune cookie I got. To be honest though, I wanted to make a story out of a fortune cookie saying but it turned out this way. Haha! And since I’m on mobile, I can’t do the read more thingy..
PART ONE
“I wanted to tell you all my secrets, but you became one of them.” word count: 400+ genre: fluff; bestfriend!youngk pairing: reader x youngk rating: general
When you and Brian was still in elementary school, both of you made a pinky promise to never lie and keep secrets to each other. However, now, you are ready to cut off your finger because you broke the promise. How could you tell him you love him? When he always tells you how dependable you are as a best friend.. But, you thought, that having a broken heart and witnessing your love of your life being smothered with love by thousands of girls would suffice as a punishment.
You turned the television off. “Well, Brian’s gonna be an international heartthrob now… good for him.” The picture of Brian smiling at their concert in Europe still lingered in your mind. Who would’ve thought their band will be this big that the media covered their concert there?
“Oh, please! Just tell him you love him!” Your roommate replied. “Oh, wait, before you get preoccupied with your love problem, when’s the due date for our biology project again?”
“Let me just find my pla-” You searched your bag. “That’s weird.. I know I put it in my bag.”
“Why? What’s the matter?”
“My planner is missing.” You panicked. “My love letter for Brian’s also in there.”
Your roommate looked at you with shock. “Retrace your steps! Quick! We still have time to go back to school!” Both of you quickly went to the car.
After searching the places you’ve been at school today, you still haven’t found your planner.
“Are you sure you lost it today?” Your roommate said.
You thought hard. Lately, all of your professors haven’t been giving any assignments, quizzes or projects… did you even really write something in your planner this week?
“I’m sure that I placed it in my bag… but we haven’t had any school work today so… but still.. it should be in my bag.”
“How about last week? Or two weeks ago?”
“Well… last week I helped Brian pack fo-” You looked at your roommate. “Oh my god, Tracy…. do you think that maybe…”
“Girl, if you left it at their place… you better pray that Brian didn’t find out about your love letter.”
You suddenly felt anxious. What if Brian read the letter? What if he’d distance himself from you? And then you were left with assumptions and imaginations: Brian laughing while reading the letter. The other guys teasing him, Brian saying that he doesn’t like you. Brian thinking of nice ways on how to say that he doesn’t feel the same way.
The worst thing about this? You’d know all the answers when they get back home two days from now.
“Good job guys!” Sungjin handed water bottles to Dowoon, Wonpil, Jae and Brian. “I can’t believe it’s our last day here in Europe.”
“Yeah! But I can’t wait to be home! It’s freezing here!” Jae said. “It’s not good for me.” He sniffed and sneezed.
“Hyung, do you need some tissue?” Dowoon asked Jae.
Jae nodded. “Please!”
“Oh, I have some in my bag, Dowoonie.” Brian said. He was changing his clothes. “You can get it.”
Dowoon approached his bag and searched for the tissue. “Oh.. hyung! I didn’t know you like planners now.”
“What?” Brian approached Dowoon and looked at the planner. He flipped pages after pages and recognized the handwriting. “Aish, this is y/n’s planner.” He flipped the pages one more time and a piece of paper fell. He picked the piece of paper and unfolded it.
Sometimes, our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.
