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fuck he tripped over his own feet

nice job soobin

but like

remember his water bottle????

yea. about t hat

turns out he didn’t close it completely,,,, so when he fell the water spilled all over u, hkai and taehyun

even nicer job soobin

(soobin, while standing up) “i-im so so so sorry that was an accident- i didn’t mean- i’m so sorry- i-“

u cut him off. “no,no it’s okay.”

i mean yeah u were completely wet but it was an accident

(and soobin looked cute as fuck when he’s flustered)

que beomgyu and yeonjun laughing in the background

soobin swears his face has never been redder and his heart has never beaten faster

“i-i-m still really sorry”

u sighed “really it’s okay”

then u walked away followed by taehyun n hkai

~~~~~end of flashback~~~~~~

“it was so embarrassing”

“hey at least they payed attention to you” beomgyu laughed stealing a carrot more

“YEAH the bad ki- HEY! stop stealing my carrots!”

yeonjun rolled his eyes and stole a carrot

“seriously they’re not scary. you just go up to them and say ‘(name) wanna ride away in the sunset with me? we can adopt 4 cats and eat sushi everyday’”

soobin threw a carrot on yeonjun and stood up

“2 things: 1; i hate the both of you (beomgyu: i didn’t do shi-) 2; goodbye”

soobin left the table

as he walked out the cafeteria doors he could still hear beomgyu and yeonjun laughing

soobin was in deep thought as he walked down the hall

u already know what’s gonna happen

in so deep thought he didn’t see you walk out of a classroom holding like 61927 books

soobin walked straight into u causing you to drop all the books

“i-im so so so sorry that was an accident- i didn’t mean- i’m so sorry- i-“

wow dejavu much

“it’s fine” you say while dropping down on your knees to pick up the books

soobin is just standing there…. looking down at you

god ur so pretty

wait- he should help you!!!!!

so soobin also drops down on his knees to help you pick up the books

when done you realize you’re late for whatever and u need to hurry!!!

“thanks soobin i’ll see you around” u give him a tight smile and rush off trying not drop the books again

“they know my name”

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ the next day (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

soobin was one of the first people in the cafeteria that day

he found a table and pulled out his bread

after like 5 minutes he felt a tap on his shoulder

“yea?” he mumbled turning around with a face stuffed with bread

you stand there with a small smile

what?!?!?

wait?????

fuck?????

“(name)!! what can i help you with?” he says still having a lot of bread in his mouth

so u couldn’t really hear what he said

“what? uh i just wanted to say thanks again for helping me with the books yesterday”

soobin stopped

“y-yeah n-no problem”

you took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes “do- do you wanna go out….with me?”

“h-huh”

please keep in mind he still has a lot of bread in his mouth

“do you wanna go out on a date with me?”

“huh???????”

soobin was star stuck

what is this?

when did this happen??

how did this happen???

what did he do to deserve this????

“i-i wou-would love to” he manages still having his face stuffed with bread

why the fuck is it taking him so long to swallow the fucking bread

you smile your very very pretty smile and soobin can feel his face turning red

(not like it didn’t start to do that when you first came up to him)

“great! that’s great! i’ve gotta go but i’ll catch you later?”

“y-ye-yeah okay! see you later”

you smile a final time and walk out of the, now suddenly full, cafeteria

small bonus

2 minutes after you left yeonjun and beomgyu walked in together

“hey! soobin! what’s up man” beomgyu lowkey shouted

“why is your face all red?” yeonjun questioned as he sat down besides soobin

The soft tick tick of the clock had been enough for Chris to distract him from his thoughts, causing him to blankly stare into the endless void of bookshelves at his university library. He was only able to snap back to reality when he coughed up a couple of soft, red tulip petals; brushing them aside with a heavy sigh. His phone began to violently vibrate against the wooden desk he had chosen over an hour ago to go over his notes for the next class. Chris quickly picked it up and answered with a whisper, recoiling into the plastic chair out of pure embarrassment. “Hello?”

“Hey, Chris! I was wondering if you wanted to meet up today? After your class of course.” The voice on the other end giggled, causing Chris’ heart to skip a beat and smile to himself like a lovesick school girl. [y/n], the sole purpose why Chris had caught the disease in the first place. From her kindness to her quirky-ness, Chris fell head over heels when they first met in middle school.

“Sure,” He replies meekly, closing all of his notebooks and shoved them into his beloved, black backpack. “I’ll see you at Panda Tea.” Chris hung up hastily and rushed to his next class desperate to see her.

-~-~-

An hour and a half pass and Chris is the first one out the door, jogging to their designated hang out area. [y/n] was already sitting in the booth where they always sat at, looking up from her laptop and waved him over with the cutest smile Chris has ever seen. “You look happy today, no bullshit assignments?” She giggled sweetly ‘like a fairy.’ Chris would describe over and over again to his friends.

Chris shook his head with a light chuckle. “No, just happy to see my best friend.”  He felt physical pain from saying ‘Best friend’ wincing slightly and ruffled the back of his head to cover up the movement. “So, how are you? I haven’t seen you in months. How’s your Uni so far?” He stumbled over his words and blushed faintly out of embarrassment.

“I’ve been good. I have something I want to tell you and I think it’s really important that you should know.” [y/n] smiled cheekily. That sentence made Chris’ heart stop, was he finally going to have his feelings returned and break free from this stupid disease?

“Yeah, go ahead. No secrets remember.” He smiled back, being a little too hopeful of the outcome.

“I got a boyfriend!” She gave him such a proud expression that Chris couldn’t help but give her a pained smile.

“Wow, who’s the lucky guy?” He attempted to swallow the upcoming batch of petals but had to turn away and cough it out into his backpack. Chris felt his heart lurch and it gave him goosebumps.

“His name is Eddie and he’s very kind, and sweet, and like a gentle giant type of guy.” She giggled at the thought of her boyfriend and smiled dreamily. “I’m sorry for making the build-up so dramatic Chris, I know how much you like me that way. But I think we should stay best friends.” [y/n] gave him such a heartbreaking smile that he couldn’t help but cough up a bulb into his bag.

“It’s fine [y/n]. Please don’t worry about that anymore.” He forced himself to say it out loud in hopes that it would become true.

“I have to go, got a test tomorrow. See you later.” Chris gave her one last smile before rushing out and heading back to the dorm, heart heavy.

-~-~-

Sitting on your bed at 11 pm and staring at the wall isn’t something recommended when you need to deal with your feelings and make sure you live another day. And for years Chris and [y/n] spent together, his feelings only became stronger as they matured into adults.

Chris knew that he would die soon, of course, there was the option of removing the disease surgically but his heart ached to keep it in until his last breath, wanting her to be his first and last love, believing that there was no one else in his life that could light up his life as she did.

Chris felt that it was all going to happen tonight. No. He knew it was going to. Pushing himself off the bed, he pulled out a box of goodbye and apology letter to his family and friends, as well as a USB with video files for his siblings, knowing that he wouldn’t be there for large scale celebrations. Chris pulled out one more box with teary eyes and placed it beside the other box. “To [y/n]” it read in cursive like it was a death present to the living.

With a shaky sigh, Chris reluctantly got into bed, conscious to the fact that he wasn’t going to wake up the next day

-~-~-

[y/n] swallowed hard and opened the small box in front of her, sobbing softly as she went through different pictures of them together, staining each one with her tears. However, at the bottom was a note Chris had written a few days before his death.

“I’m sorry you had to see me off like this. But know it’s not your fault, so please don’t blame yourself. Please live a long life and live it happily. Let’s hang out soon.