#x1 fluff

Tic, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick-

With a frustrated grunt, Seungwoo yanks the batteries from the clock and tosses them onto the cabinet. When he tries to hang the clock back on the wall, he struggles to get the little hook on the nail. It only takes two failed attempts for him to be fed up with the stupid thing and he angrily dumps it on top of the furniture. The clock lands next to the batteries, one of which tumbles off the edge and rolls under the cabinet. Seungwoo watches as it disappears from his vision and he scoffs. Piece of shit.

He takes his phone from his pocket and checks his messages. Even though he has the volume of his notifications turned all the way up, he can’t stop himself compulsively checking his phone. There is always a slight chance the sound just didn’t come through, right? Maybe you messaged him and his phone is just lagging. He can’t risk missing anything. But despite his hopeful delusion, there is still nothing.

First he puts his phone back in his pocket, but he immediately changes his mind and places it on the dinner table instead, making sure the screen faces up so he can see everything that comes in. A deep sigh escapes him as he stares at his phone for a while. He is too restless to bring himself to sit down. All he can do is stand there and pace around the room. Once again, he sighs and goes into the kitchen to grab himself a glass of water. When he returns to the dinner table, he sets the glass on one of the coasters to check his notifications again.

It had only been about a week since he met you, but it felt like more like a month. He couldn’t stop thinking about you. The way you smiled and the way you talked… The way you made those snarky comments at him when he approached you. It hadn’t been the most fairytale-like encounter. And yet, he couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard he tried.

With another sigh, Seungwoo puts his phone on the table again and he leans back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling. He wanted nothing more than to talk to you, hear your voice again, and observe that little twinkle in your eyes when you talked to him.

It was impossible for him to forget how stunning you looked last Saturday. Your clothes were very neat and complimented your body well, which contrasted with your slightly messy hair. This contradiction intrigued him. He needed to get to know you better, wanted to explore what other interesting contrasts he might encounter. Perhaps it was specifically the difference between you and him that captivated him the most. You were exhilarating to him.

Seungwoo jumps up when his phone suddenly rings and he answers it without hesitation. “Hello?” he says, voice shaking a little bit. “Hyung!”, he hears from the other side of the line, “Did-” Without letting Sejun finish his sentence, Seungwoo hangs up on him. Idiot. How could he have been so stupid to call right now? He knew that Seungwoo was waiting for your call. What if you had finally reached out right when Sejun was hogging the line?!

Seungwoo sits back down and rests his elbows on the table, burying his face in his hands with a desperate little cry. “What am I doing…” he murmurs into his hands. All he wants is to hear your voice again. He keeps reminiscing about the evening he met you. 

That evening, he entered the venue with Sejun at 8 pm. Seungwoo offered to get drinks for both of them, so he made his way through the crowd, towards the bar on the other side of the large space. While he waited for the bartender to fix his drinks, he felt someone bump into him. It’s when he turned around to look, that he laid his eyes on you for the very first time. 

“Sorry!” you said quickly, officially marking that as the first word that was ever exchanged between the two of you. “That’s okay,” he replied with a smile, “It’s pretty crowded here, so accidents can happen.” Seungwoo had to try his best not to smile too widely at you. Right away he found you incredibly attractive. Your voice sounded lovely. He wanted to hear it again.

“I like your tattoo,” you said, and Seungwoo could swear that his heart made a little jump in his chest. He was wearing his shirt with its sleeves rolled up, so the colorful tattoo on his arm was clearly exposed. You had been observing him just as closely as he had observed you and this notion gave him goosebumps. 

“Thank you! I have a few more.” Was it weird for him to say this? He immediately felt embarrassed and at the same time he wished he had worn his shirt just a little more unbuttoned so the tattoo on his chest could have been exposed to  you. Luckily, you smiled at him, so he probably hadn’t weirded you out too much.

He wondered what to tell you next, trying his best to think of something to keep your attention. But his brain wasn’t working properly anymore. All he could think about was how intrigued he was by you. He involuntarily tried to imagine what kind of person you were and what kind of things you would like. And before he got the chance to open his mouth again, his drinks were ready and Sejun called him impatiently from across the room.

Every person who tried to speak to Seungwoo that evening was in for a disappointment. When they tried to approach him, there was a chance he didn’t even notice them at all. Even when he tried to engage in a conversation, he couldn’t stop his gaze from drifting back to your figure.

At one point during the evening, he had lost sight of you. His eyes looked for you anxiously, but you were nowhere to be seen. He panicked. There was no way he could possibly let you go like that. He started to move through the crowd, pressing himself through the clusters of people. 

At least fifteen minutes were spent searching for you, until he found you outside, away from the crowd, with your phone up to your ear. You ended the conversation just when Seungwoo stepped through the venue door, into the fresh air. He needed to know who you had been calling with. What if you already had a partner? The thought alone was enough to make him nauseous.

He stood there for a while, unsure of what to do next. Your mind was clearly elsewhere since you hadn’t noticed him yet. With his head tilted slightly in curiosity, he observed how you stared absentmindedly into the distance while playing with your phone. But the silent moment of appreciation was ruined when Seungwoo suddenly had to sneeze. You looked his way and he looked at you, completely terrified. Thank god it was dark outside so you weren’t able to see his expression very clearly.

Fuck, now things became weird. He had to act quickly, otherwise you would think he was some kind of weirdo. Even if there might have been some truth to that, he obviously didn’t want you to feel that way about him.

Before he could even make up his mind on what he could possibly do to make this situation seem normal, you opened your mouth and spoke to him with a snarky, yet enchanting tone. “You should wear a jacket if you’re going to be outside,” you said. God, maybe he was in love.

“Oh? Uhh, yeah,” he replied awkwardly. Nice, Seungwoo. Real smooth. This was definitely the way to win somebody’s heart. “I’m uhh- It’s not that cold?” God with every word he uttered, he just managed to mess up even more.

You snickered at him and looked at your phone again. Somehow this made Seungwoo feel at ease. You didn’t seem uncomfortable about him. Even if he made an absolute fool of himself just now, it seemed like you didn’t really mind having him around. He straightened his clothes a bit and ruffled his fingers through his hair while you didn’t look. Then he cleared his throat and took a careful step in your direction.

“Actually,” he began somewhat more confidently now, “I could use a little breeze. It’s quite stuffy in there.” Without looking up, you just replied with a little “Mhmm.” While doing his best to hide his timidness, he took another step in your direction and said “Is it okay if I sit here? I could also find someplace else, if you-” “Oh, sure, it’s fine!”

He blinked a few times when you interrupted him with such a sweet tone. You had put your phone away completely and looked straight at him. The eye contact made him feel like his blood was rushing through his veins at twice its regular speed. The dizziness that ensued made him feel almost relieved, because it meant he wasn’t really lying to you anymore. At this point, he really could use some fresh air.

He sat down next to you on the curb, making sure to keep a good 6 ft distance between the two of you so as to not make you uncomfortable. You were still looking at him with those eyes and it nearly drove him insane. “So, do you smoke?” you asked him. He shook his head, and you grinned. “Me neither.”

The conversation went silent. For a minute, all you and Seungwoo could hear was the sound of passing cars in the distance and the buzzing voices of the people inside. He wondered why you would ask him such a question if you didn’t smoke either. Could it be that you were lying? Did he just fail a test? What if you didn’t want to date anyone who didn’t smoke? He felt nauseous again.

The breeze really was quite cold and Seungwoo’s blouse didn’t do much to protect him from it. The tip of his nose and his ears became red and he shivered, but it didn’t matter to him. In fact, he was barely aware of the cold at all. Being so near to you made him feel almost feverish inside. His heart was beating wildly in his chest and his cheeks felt hot. Even if he had lost almost all feeling in his fingers, the rest of his body was simply buzzing with life. 

His breath created a tiny cloud in the air, drawing your attention to his shivering figure. “You’re cold!” you laughed at him. Your breath formed a little cloud as well and Seungwoo watched how the little clouds drifted in the same direction for a second, until he snapped back to reality. “I’m really not that cold,” he sputtered, “I just tend to shiver when I’m feeling dizzy.”

“So you’re still feeling dizzy?” you asked. Your voice didn’t sound exactly concerned, but not like you were mocking him either. Seungwoo couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He sure was dizzy now, slowly going crazy from the way your eyes were scanning him. There was something about your look that gave him the feeling this was more than a casual conversation. It felt like he was being inspected, your eyes studying every detail of him and your mind interpreting what you saw. He could tell you were on your guard around him. Not in a defensive way, but much like a researcher would be on their guard around the subject they’re researching. As if he were some kind of experiment and you were waiting to see what he might do next.

“I bet you would feel less dizzy if you wore a jacket,” you continued with a little grin. Seungwoo observed you closely, noticing something like a little twinkle in your eyes. He wondered if you always had that twinkle when you talked to people.

“I was too dizzy to grab my jacket,” he replied with a little scoff, “I just wanted to go outside quickly. And you should know that I’m already beginning to feel better.” He fully expected you to say it was nice that he felt better, but you just scoffed right back at him: “Pfft, if you say so…”

Before he could come to his defense again - even though you were completely right - you already bombarded him with the next question: “So who do you know at this party?” “Oh, I just know Sejun,” Seungwoo replied, “Sejun and I are close, so when he got invited to this party, he asked me to join him.”

“Ahh, I’m here because of Sejun too! We aren’t close at all though. He just invited my friend and told her she could bring more people. So really, I don’t even know Sejun at all."

"I see. The party must be quite boring for you then, if you only know your friend. Is that why you'd rather sit here and call your boyfriend?" The words had left Seungwoo's mouth before he fully realized what he was saying. And now that he said it, he wished he would never be able to speak again. 

You raised an eyebrow at him and turned your body a little to face him better. Seungwoo's heart was beating like crazy in his chest. It felt like minutes of silence were passing by while he anxiously awaited your response. He knew he fucked up.

“You are so obvious,” you said eventually. Your voice was low and almost a little threatening. Seungwoo gulped. “We met like seconds ago and you’re already trying to figure out whether I have a partner or not.” For a second it was silent again. ‘Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it,’ Seungwoo thought to himself, trying to suppress the impulse. But he couldn’t possibly contain himself. He just had to know, so he asked: “Well do you?”

He felt like he was about to faint.

Clearly you were a little perplexed by his bluntness, but that didn’t stop you from responding immediately with “That is none of your business. Besides, I don’t find this party boring at all.” You showed him a little smile, but Seungwoo couldn’t make out whether you genuinely enjoyed this moment with him or not. He had to find a distraction, quickly. He needed to come up with something interesting before you felt scared off. This conversation was getting worse by the second and he knew that he only had one last chance to save it.

“I don’t think this party is boring either, now that I found someone so interesting to talk to,” he said. And he regretted it immediately. This was the nail in the coffin. It was over. He could nearly feel his heart breaking in his chest. But to his surprise, you laughed.

“You’re a little pathetic, aren’t you?” you asked him. The tone of your voice was playful and warm. Even though what you said was quite sour, the sweetness with which you said it was like music to his ears. 

“You say it’s pathetic, but I would call it being an open book. Pretending I don’t like you won’t get me anywhere.”

You analyzed him for a second, your gaze feeling almost like some kind of interrogation to him. “Perhaps,” you replied, “but it would benefit you to be a little more subtle about it.”

Seungwoo wondered what it would be like to kiss you. He tried to distract himself, tried to think of something to say again, but the two of you were suddenly interrupted by a voice: “You’re still here? Come on, we have work tomorrow, we should go home!” Seungwoo turned around to see who was calling you, but the person had already gone back inside again. When he turned back to you, you already stood up from the curb and brushed off your clothes. “Well,” you said, “that was my friend. You heard them. It’s time for me to leave.”

He clumsily stood up as well and by the time he got on his feet, you had already made your way over to the door to go back inside the venue. His heart nearly dropped upon the sight of your departure, but to his delight, you turned around to him and he got to hear your beautiful voice one more time.

“Since you seem so desperate to know about this; no, I do not have a partner. Goodnight.” And with that, you disappeared from his sight.

Seungwoo stood there for several minutes, out in the cold, completely dazed.  He had managed to blow every single aspect of this encounter and yet, you almost seemed to be into it. Even when thinking about it now, he can feel the ache in his heart again. He never even got to learn your name.

After you left the party and the absurdity of the conversation slowly sinked in, the first thing Seungwoo did was search for Sejun. He needed to have your number immediately. After struggling to explain who he was talking about, he finally managed to get Sejun to ask your friend for your number. The next day, Seungwoo received a text from Sejun which included your contact information. Since neither of them knew your name, and it didn’t occur to Sejun to ask your friend about it, Seungwoo simply saved you in his contacts as ‘sour candy’. He figured it was a suitable nickname for now.

It took him ages to figure out what he should send. He spent days writing, deleting and rewriting drafts in the notes app on his phone, in a hopeless attempt to create the most perfect message known to mankind. And after days of contemplating, he finally found the courage to send this work of art to you earlier this morning.

Now all you have to do is reply.

Seungwoo stands up from his chair and walks over to the cabinet to grab the battery that rolled underneath it earlier. While feeling around for the battery, he feels something else and pulls it from under the furniture. He holds it in front of him and twists the object between his fingers while observing it closely. Between his fingers, he is holding two little magnets, stuck tightly together.

Just when he’s wondering when and how those magnets ended up there, he is startled by the loud ringtone of his phone, coming from the dinner table. This time, he doesn’t rush to pick it up. Instead, he walks over to the table rather slowly and he first looks at who's calling him. His knees just about turn to mush when he sees ‘sour candy’ displayed on his screen. Quickly, he sits down, takes a deep breath and answers the phone.

“Hello?”

“Yes, hello. You’re that guy from the party last Saturday? With the nice tattoo? You messaged me?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

Seungwoo’s hands are trembling. He can’t believe it. He is finally talking to you again. While holding the phone to his ear with his right hand, he still has the two little magnets between the fingers of his left hand, fidgeting with them nervously. The other side of the line is silent for a little moment, before he gets to hear your lovely voice again:

“We can go to a cafe. Tomorrow.”

Internally, Seungwoo is screaming.

“Yeah-... I would love that! At what time should we meet?”

“1 pm, the cafe you messaged me about. And it’s not a date. See you tomorrow.”

Before he gets the chance to say goodbye and I love you, you already hang up on him. He is fully aware you told him it wouldn’t be a date, but he isn’t even remotely bothered by it. The excitement rushing through his body is enough to distract him for now. Just because this won’t be a date according to you, doesn’t mean he can’t take you on a real date in the future.

Seungwoo observes the small magnets in his left hand again and feels the urge to press a little kiss on them. After taking a brief moment to calm himself down, he runs to his closet to gather an outfit for tomorrow. This too, happens with lots of contemplation in order to present himself in the best possible way. When he’s finally satisfied, he places the clothes on a chair and slips the little magnets in one of the pockets. For good luck.

after being in the alleyway for who knows how long, you ended up in his bed an hour later. he was on top of you with both of his hands by your head. the two of you were breathing heavily, eyes both filled with lust. 

immediately the two of you started removing your clothes, too eager and impatient for the foreplay. seungyoun threw his clothing to the floor, not really caring where it lands. 

after the last article of clothing was removed, your hands went to grasp his shoulders, already dripping wet with excitement and arousal. 

he used two fingers to circle your clit the gradually enter you. thrusting his long fingers. you were squirming in pleasure, burying your head in the pillow you were laying against. 

“fuck you’re so wet already,” he spreads your legs and grips your thighs with his hands. 

“put it in already,” you whine. 

“if you say so,” your curses were cut off with a sharp gasp. he entered his cock into you and started thrusting. he was the perfect size for you, hitting all the right spots. you moaned in pleasure and grabbed the bedsheets. your back was arched, giving seungyoun a closer view of your boobs. he brought you closer to the wall and leaned your body against it, so instead of you laying down, you were sitting slightly upright. he kept thrusting wildly while sucking on your boobs, leaving hickies on them occasionally. 

you pulled on his hair, lost in pleasure. “i’m about to cum!” tears threatened to spill as you were approaching your high. your legs were begining to shake and you pulled seungyoun into a heated kiss. 

“fuck you feel so good around my cock,” he groans. 

“cum on my cock,” your eyes roll back, letting out a pathetic moan. both of you came at around the same time, seungyoun coming after thrusting wildly for a few more seconds. 

now that your teachers had figured out how to actually use zoom and such, they weren’t as lenient on you as they had been back in march. this meant that you were swamped with assignments and unrealistic deadlines, leaving you no time to take care of yourself. as a result, you had been locked away in your apartment for days and been ignoring every call or text you had gotten.

including those of seungyoun.

as your boyfriend, seungyoun was worried about you. he knew how much your classes meant to you, but he also knew he shouldn’t let you overwork yourself. so, when you heard a knock on your door and opened it to see him standing there, you were more relieved than you’d like to admit. once he walked in and closed the door behind him, he pulled you into the tightest hug you’d ever received, and that was when the waterworks started. you weren’t sure why you were actually crying. because of school? because you’d been needing a hug so long? because you missed your boyfriend?

whatever it was, seungyoun wasn’t very concerned at the moment. all that mattered to him was that you let out all of the sobs you’d been holding in. picking you up, he carried you over to the couch and just held you in silence, waiting until you had calmed down to finally speak.

“you know you don’t have to do this alone, right? i know what you’re thinking.. that crying over classes while in college is pathetic, right?” when he felt you nod your head, he kept talking, “well it isn’t.. you are not pathetic, y/n. in fact, you’re strong for even enduring school at this time. a lot of people couldn’t do what you’re doing right now, and i’m here to support you through it all.”

at his words, you finally turned to look at him. when he wiped your tears, you only wanted to cry more, as you now came to realize that you shouldn’t have shut him out.

“you’re right.. but.. it’s been so hard and i didn’t want you to see me this way, you know? but i know i should have at least texted you back..”

“it’s okay, i understand. you don’t have to apologize. now, have you eaten? i’ll make anything you want. your health always comes first, y/n, okay?”

Walking in, your eyes frantically tried to find Seungyoun, so you could punch him a little bit before he had found his friends. A loud yelp from your right side guided your eyes to a table with two men trying to catch a third trying to hide behind them. You scoffed as you walked towards them.

“Hey y/n!” one of them greeted you.

“Nice hair!” the other one snickered.

“Thanks, I’ve spent like thirty minutes trying to style it, but someone thought it needed some liftoff.” You growled at a fake-shocked faced Seungyoun.

“Fuck off” you barked back at him as he laughed.

“Well, you did say it was a special occasion today, so I thought I’d help a bit” he smiled curiously at you, his tone encouraging the other two men to join him in the teasing.

“Ohhh, what’s the occasion y/n??”

“Sadly, for you I’m off limits~” the other one sang.

“Very funny, very funny” you just brushed them off, sitting down next to Seungyoun.

“You never told me about it though, what is it today” he rested his head on his hand. Aside from his teasing, he did indeed notice how you were dressed and acted a bit differently from all the other times you met with his friends. Either way, you did look stunning. It was just that, you had a different energy around you this time. He observed that your cheeks had a noticeably light dusting of pink on them. Your eyes were fidgeting, constantly staring over at the café’s counter. There was a male barista making coffee for a couple. He did not know him personally, but you were a regular at that café. Seungyoun remembered about how you were always talking about the guy from the café. You and he were somehow friends from what he understood. It was fun to hear you rambling on and on about this man at first. Seungyoun would make fun of you lightly whenever you sounded overexcited when talking about the barista. That is when your attention had mostly shifted from him to that guy, that he found it somewhat irritating. He had suspected that you might have the hots for him and himself being your friend, he should be proud of you and cheer you on. And he tried for the most part. But after a while, he found himself pouting and getting annoyed whenever he tried to hang out, but you were always by the café hanging with the guy.

He looked back at you. Your eyes sparkled like a little kid’s when the barista realized you were there. He waved at you and you waved back at him. He made you a signal about something and you giggled. There was it again. The irritation. He clicked his tongue while taking a last glance at you before turning to chat with his friends.

 ~

You chatted a little bit about this and that, the atmosphere was relaxed and full of laughter. After a while, the barista made his way over to your table, holding a tablet.

“I see you guys are here today as well!” he smiled at you and the rest of the table.

“What can I say, we love this café man!” one of Seungyoun’s friends replied.

“Haha I’m glad I hear that!” he let out a hearty laugh. “So, what can I get you guys?”

“XX isn’t around today?” you wondered.

“Nah, I told her to take the day off, she has something to uhm, attend to later this evening” he awkwardly scratched his head.

“Ah, I see… but isn’t is hard to manage everything all by yourself all day? You could’ve called me. You know I can always help out!” you pouted back at him. He just laughed while placing his hand atop of your head, gently patting it. Seungyoun eyes glared at the gesture but he was quick to joke about it.

“Yah, how comes you always bicker at me when I do that but it’s okay for him to do it??” he jokingly cried.

“That’s because I’m special” he joked. 

“Please don’t get ahead of yourself~” you mocked. Everyone burst out laughing. Everyone except for two people that is. Seungyoun was putting on a facade, just to go along with everything but his laugh quickly went to a halt as he saw your reaction. You lowered your head, trying to hide those rosy cheeks of yours away from the barista’s sight. There was that feeling again. Annoyance.

“So, y/n, what will you order?” Seungyoun was quick to change the subject.

“Oh yeah right, I…I’ll have a latte please”

“Two americano and one flat white for the rest of us!” Seungyoun chirped.

“Coming right up!” the barista smiled, walking towards his counter.

 ~

Time passed so quickly with everyone, talking on and on about random subjects, news, and gossip. It was thirty minutes before the actual closing time of the café and your table was the second from the last two tables people still sat. One of Seungyoun’s friends glanced outside as it was getting darker and darker.

“Man, its near closing time. But I still have so much to talk about!” he cried.

“Then how about we continue at a karaoke place or go for beers?” the other one replied.

“I’m so down for that!” the first one cheered. “Seungyoun, y/n, you’re coming right?!”

Seungyoun glanced over at you while you glanced back at him. You both chuckled to each other.

“I’m down for it as well” Seungyoun exhaled. “How about you?”

“I think I can join~” you answered skeptically. The other two cheered.

“But first” you glance over at the counter. He is still there. You took a deep breath. You were going to tell him tonight. What was the point of postponing it?

“First I have something very important to do…” you whispered softly.

“What did you say y/n?” one of Seungyoun’s friends asked.

“I-I said I have to go to the restroom first!” you blushed, sitting up.

“You don’t need to fix anything y/n, you’re pretty as is~” Seungyoun sang teasingly. You shot him a glare before turning around to move towards the counter.

That is when the café’s entrance doorbell rang. Surely no one was going to come and have coffee this late and right before the shop’s closing time, right? You looked at the entrance curiously. You saw XX entering the café. She was all dolled up and cute. She approached the cashier with blushing cheeks, her eyes full of sparkles. But you felt your heart clench. You have seen that kind of blushing and sparkles before. You knew them all too well. You tried to take a few steps forward before one sentence made you root your feet to the ground.

“YY ah! How long should I wait for you? Hmm? You were supposed to meet me at the movies half an hour ago!” she cried cutely at the black-haired boy. He chuckled softly, putting his hand on top of her head, petting her tenderly.

“I know, I’m really sorry but the boss hasn’t come yet, so I couldn’t leave the store. Forgive me?” he gently smiled back.

You kept watching in silence. You could not move; your legs did not obey. You wanted to stop watching but your eyes stayed glued towards them. You felt your heart dropping to the floor. You felt it shatter in millions of pieces.

“Y/n, how long are you gonna stand there? Go to the restroom so we can leaveee” one of Seungyoun’s friends cried. Seungyoun turned his head towards you, curious as to why you were still there. He saw the girl and the barista. Then he looked at you. His eyes quickly darted back to the cashier. Then it hit him like a truck. Oh no. He looked back at your figure. He could only see your back, but he did not need you to face him to understand what you were feeling that moment. His heart tightened sharply. What should I do?

You turned back to the table in a rush. You picked up your phone and your jacket, while taking out your wallet, taking everyone by surprise.

“Y/n what are you-“

“I’m sorry, I just remembered I have something very important to do at home” you excused yourself. “Here’s my share for today, have fun at the karaoke” you said, leaving money on the table.

“Seungyoun said you were free today though!”

“Yeah, sorry, I just remembered I have some assignments that I need to finish before the deadline”

“That sucks…” 

“I’ll make up for it next time” you smiled back at them. Seungyoun looked at your face. Your smile was painful. Your eyes were not smiling. His inner voice was screaming at him to do something. But he did not know what.

“Y/n…” he mumbled, as he tried to touch your hand. You avoided his hand swiftly. You looked back at him apologetically.

“I’m sorry Seungyoun, maybe another time” you exhaled before taking off.

All three men watched as you stormed off the café within seconds. YY and XX turned their heads at the sound of the front door closing with violence. YY searched the room, his eyes landing on your table, seeing that you were no longer there. After a few seconds he made his way over.

“Y/n left? I thought you guys were going to keep the night going?” he wondered. Seungyoun’s eyes were still glued to the door across the room. He somehow felt so hopeless.

“She said she had forgotten some project that was due, so she had to leave” Seungyoun’s friends exclaimed.

“Ah that’s a shame” he huffed. Before he could even continue his sentence, Seungyoun shoot up from the table, leaving 20000won behind. He almost bumped to YY as he walked past him toward the exit.

“Let’s go!” he barked to his friends as they quickly followed suit behind him. “Wait, you left more money that needed!” YY yelled at Seungyoun. All of his instincts were railing him up to go over to the guy and punch him in the face. Instead, he just took a deep breath.

“Keep the change” replied sharply without even looking him in the eyes before he crossed the doorframe.

 ~ 

You woke up with a headache. It was still exceedingly early in the morning; the sun had barely risen. You tried to open your eyes, facing some difficulty at first. All you remembered from last evening was that it was awful. You did not even want to remember, yet the same picture kept popping inside your mind. You exhaled in defeat, pushing a pillow over your face. The thought that maybe a hot bath would help relax popped up in your head, so you dragged your body from the bedroom all the way to the bathroom door. You did not even bother to turn on the lights. You stared at the mirror on your wall. The lighting was dim, but you just knew that you looked like shit. You opened the hot water inside the tub. Letting your shirt fall to the ground, you slowly submitted yourself inside the water. It felt good. Like it was able to wash away all the memories from the previous day. You closed your eyes, submerging you head under water. Ah. It felt so good. All sounds around you blurred. It was peaceful for a moment. You reemerged again, already feeling a little lighter. The sunrays were finally peeking through the window.

The water naturally started to get a little cold after half an hour had passed, signaling the end of your bath. You nonchalantly grabbed the body towel from the chair near you. Standing up, you covered yourself up and walked out of the bathroom, heading to your bed. You sat on the edge on it, staring blankly at the wall. As the warmth from the bath was leaving your body, the memories started to flow in again.

“Fuck this” you gulped, trying to control your breathing. This whole situation was not worth your tears. Maybe if you kept repeating this to yourself it could actually work. You reached for your phone under your pillow. You had not checked on it since everything that had happened yesterday. They must had been surprised for sure. The phone screen flickered. Your eyes widened at the number of messages you have received. Most of them being from Seungyoun. You felt so guilty. He must have been worried sick. How could he not? It was so rare for you to storm out of rooms like that. With that kind of crappy excuses on top of that. You knew he could see right through you sometimes. You opened your conversation dialog with him. After several seconds, you started typing.

«…Morning ^^”» You stared at your phone. No way he would be awake this early in the morning, especially after the karaoke. You reached to leave the phone near your pillow again before it vibrated slightly. Your eyes widened in surprise.

« HEY. READ YOUR MESSAGES WOMAN» You chuckled, feeling a bit of guilt.

« ehe~»

«Don’t ehe me! I almost ended up coming over to your place to check on you!»

«That would be trespassing private property sir~» you teased.

«Okay firstly NO ITS FUCKING NOT, secondly HOW DARE YOU :@»

«Okay okay im sorry xD»

«Its fine I guess, since you had a deadline and all. How did it go? Did you finish on time?» you hated to lie to him… But it couldn’t be helped this time.

«Ofc I did! Who did you take me for??»

«That’s my girl! You did seem a bit down yesterday, I guess that was the cause. Now that you’ve finished with everything, how about we do something? Hmm? >:D»

«I don’t trust that smiley >.> What do you have in mind though?»

«No questions. Yes or No?»

«Can’t we even discuss this??»

«No :D»

«UGH. Fine.»

«Hihihi. Get dressed. And meet me at X place in 2 hours <3»

«What are we even going to do this early? I doubt anything is open»

«Just trust me <3»

«Okay~»

 ~

Walking towards the open fish market, you spotted a black haired man smiling from ear to ear at you. You jogged to him. There were very few people around at this hour. You looked inside his eyes for answers.

“What… are we doing in front of the fish market this early?” you wondered. Seungyoun chuckled. You kept staring at him, trying to figure out this weird request. He was waiting patiently.

“...”

“I’m sorry, I’m completely clueless.” You stated inanimately.

“C’mon!” he cried. “We’re going on a sightseeing/ food tour!” he chirped excitingly. You blinked twice in confusion.

“Seungyoun.”

“Yes!”

“I’m pretty sure the fish market is not considered sightseeing.”

“We’re not here to observe the fish!” he protested.

“It’s still too early for eating them as well.” You exhaled. He grabbed your head with his hands, turning it to his left. You saw a takeaway coffee shop right across the street.

“Oh” you breathed.

“Thank you.” He exhaled in defeat. His smile quickly crawled back to his face, gesturing you to walk with him.

“We’re gonna start here, then go around the town. I’ve found some interesting places. Since you haven’t been here before, I think you’ll enjoy it~” He sang softly.

“I hope those interesting places involve food” you said, sparkles emitting from your eyes.

“You bet!” he laughed.

 ~ 

It was well over midnight. You entered your bedroom feeling exhausted and so bloated from all the food. You could not believe all you did for the day was basically eating. Seungyoun sure came prepared. It was the first time in your life you had to refuse food. How could you not? You stared down at your belly. Your right hand started caressing it, a comedically dead look in your eyes.

“My food baby…”  you burst out laughing. You threw your bag across the room. You eyed the bathroom door, thinking about taking another shower. But you were so tired. On the other hand, you were out all freaking day. The shower was a must.

~

Few minutes later, you reemerged from inside the bathroom in all you towel glory. You sat on the bed, trying to dry the water off your hair with a towel. Your phone suddenly started ringing out of the blue. Your eyes fell at the direction you had thrown the bag earlier. You managed to trip at the leg of the bed trying to dive for your phone, letting out a painful yelp as you finally grabbed the damned thing. A look of annoyance took over your features as you looked at the caller ID. You shrugged as you pressed the videocall confirmation button.

“Y/nnn!” an incredibly happy Seungyoun purred.

“Are you stalking me? What is this timing?” you breathed out in pain trying to massage your little finger.

“Why do you ask?”

“I just got out of the bath”

“Oh, that’s funny! I just got out of it too!” he smiled sheepishly. “What’s with the face?” he wondered.

“I just hit my little pinky finger at the leg of the bed trying to answer your silly videochat!”

“Hey! How is that my fault?!”

“Today you said that if I don’t answer your messages or calls within a minute, you’ll trick me into eating Durian! I’m sorry but I want to live! Therefore, it’s your fault!” you growled.

“ehe~” he smiled. “Should I come over and make it better?” he teased.

“Nah, if I’ve broken it, I’ll send you the medical bill, thank you very much” you stack out your tongue. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get changed” you remarked.

“Don’t end the call!” he panicked. You raised your eyebrow at him.

“So you want me to undress right in front of you is what you’re saying?” you watched him in amusement.

“IM NOT SAYING THAT, JUST TURN AWAY YOUR PHONE OR SOMETHING-“ you burst out laughing, proceeding to turn away your phone camera.

“I just don’t get you sometimes…Are you that bored?” you snickered as you let the towel fall to the floor, grabbing a pair of underwear from your drawer.

“What if I am?” he whined.

“Did you like today btw?” he genuinely asked. You pushed your head through the shirt, struggling to find the head hole.

“Loved it!” you exclaimed. “Everything was so yummy, we really enjoyed it!!” you sang.

“We?” he questioned. You grabbed the phone from your bed, brought it in front of your stomach while caressing your belly with your other hand.

“We. See my baby?” you sang. He laughed out loud.

“Oh my. Am I the father?” he chuckled.

“I don’t think so…”

“Then who?”

“Remember that last piece of Tobbokki I had?” You both laughed in unison.

“Ughh, god I’m beat” you let your body fall to the bed like a brick. You pulled the covers over your body, your face still visible, as well a part of your torso. You switched off the main room light, leaving only your bedside lamp as the last source of lighting. You watched as Seungyoun got up from his bed to turn off his lights as well. He cutely dived into his bed, crawling back to his spot near the pillows. Your eyes kept wondering inside his room in silence. Meanwhile his were still and focused on one thing. You. You did not notice but he had a faint smile plastered on his face. He observed your features carefully. Your face was so close to the phone. The lighting was not optimal, but he could swear that he could recognize your face so easily in any situation. Each passing second, the longer he starred, the more he could hear his heartbeat though his ears.

“Hey Seungyoun” you mumbled, breaking the silence.

‘What is it?”

“Thanks for today” you smiled tiredly back at him. He did not say anything.

“I think I really needed this to get my mind off of things” you yawned.

“Idiot” he smiled. “Anything for you”

“I’m getting really sleepy, should I end the call?” you pouted.

“No, don’t end it yet. I have a bit of trouble sleeping tonight…” he whispered.

“How are you not as tired as me, you dummy?” you snickered.

“I don’t know…”

“Fine, don’t be mad at me if I fall asleep though” You felt your eyes heavier and heavier with each second passing.

“I would never” he chuckled.

“…”

“…”

“…Y/n?” You slightly snored. Seungyoun tried to hold in his laughter trying to not wake you up. Instead of ending the call, he lied comfortable on his pillow, observing your soft facial features as you were drifting away further and further away. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He stayed like that for several minutes. He kept wondering about those strange feelings that kept popping up for the last few days. He knew you for so long but there was something changing. He closed his eyes, letting out an audible exhale in defeat.

"... Shit" he whispered to himself.

 ~

Days passed quickly one after the other. One particular afternoon, Seungyoun’s friends called. They mentioned a very cozy café the other day, so they thought they would gather up the gang again that weekend to blow off some steam. They always really enjoyed your company. Hell, you were fun to be around. Especially since you were one of the few people that could handle Seungyoun’s hyperactive five-year-old self. It might seemed like a mediocre thing for you, but to them, you were able to somehow tame his wild side whenever you were around. He seemed gentler around you. You took a last look at the mirror hanging on your bedroom wall, slightly adjusting the collar of your blouse. You glanced at your figure one last time.

“Yush” you chirped, cracking a smile. You pocket vibrated lightly. Your eyes shoot at the wall clock.

“Shit! I’m almost late!” you gulped, running out of the door.

~

You stepped down from the bus. A sudden gust of wind hitting your face. You clenched your coat, shutting it close. The weather had gotten chillier for sure. You took out the phone from your pocket. Before you could dial anything, you heard a voice from the distance, calling out to you.

“Υ/n!” Seungyoun chirped happily, half walking half running to you, while leaving the other two behind. You smiled at him, putting your phone away. His body stopped several inches away from yours. He had that beautiful smile on his face. The kind of smile that put you at ease whenever you saw it.

“Hey” your eyes smiled back at him.

“Your cheeks are red!” he chuckled softly, making you a little self-conscious at the moment.

“It’s the weather, I didn’t think it would be this chilly today” you laughed. “Why aren’t you guys at the café?”

“Well, our Seungyoun here insisted that we come and pick you up first.” One of his friends appeared behind him, giving him a teasing glance. He laughed it off awkwardly.

“Y/n hasn’t been in this area before! Besides it’s just basic manners!” he cried, trying to defend himself.

“Since when do you do manners?!” the other friend cracked up, making you laugh.

“Y/n back me up here!” he pouted at you.

“Fine fine. Thank you so much for being so thoughtful of me~” you sang at him. “Even though, I do have a phone with gps, you know~” you teased.

“So inconsiderate” he scoffed, starting to walk ahead of the rest of you. You cracked a smile with the others.

“Come on! If we don’t go quickly, she’s going to freeze!” he yelled from the front. The other two nodded to each other as they followed him suit. You smiled to yourself before following along.

~

Upon entering the café, an inviting warmth hit your face. The smell of coffee and chocolate mixed together in the air made your nerves relax. The wooden decorations here and there only added to the fuzzy feeling you felt inside. You picked a place by the window. You knew Seungyoun loved that seat. The other two cramped the opposite seats as you naturally sat next to Seungyoun. You placed your hands between your thighs. He noticed it immediately, shooting you a glance.

“Still cold?” he wondered.

“A little bit, but I’ll warm up to the place soon, don’t worry” you reassured him.

“Alright, tell me if you’re still cold later” he almost scolded you. Oh, how you found that adorable, whenever he did that.

“Yessss” you sang back at him. With the corner of your eye, you caught the waiter making his way to your table, a warm smile on his face.

“Good evening! What can I get you?”

“Two double espresso for us!” Seungyoun’s friends said in unison.

“I’ll have an americano… oh, and a hot latte for her. Make sure it’s piping hot!” he ordered.

“Coming right away!” the waiter bowed and walked away.

“How did you know I wanted a latte?” you wondered.

“You always order a latte y/n!” he laughed. “What, you haven’t noticed?” You titled your head on the side, trying to remember a time when latte wasn’t actually your go to drink.

“Ha…I guess you’re right” you exclaimed in sudden realization. He snickered softly.

The evening unfolded slowly. More people kept walking inside and leaving with each passing minute. This place was surely popular and for particularly good reasons. You saw many couples around. While the boys were having an interesting chat, talking about music and whatnot, your attention shifted to observing the couples around the room in silence. So many different people. So many different combinations. Yet every single one was so endearing to watch. There were younger couples, being all playful with each other. Some others, were more reserved, glancing shyly back at each other. There were some older couples as well. A woman was going on and on about something to her husband, while he was listening to her attentively. In a corner, you spotted an elderly couple. Time seemed to have aged both gracefully. Your fingers hugged the mug of coffee in front of you for warmth. A small endearing smile plastered on your lips. Maybe it was better this way. Maybe you and the barista just were not meant to be. You could not be mad at anyone. It was not anyone’s fault to begin with. Yet you could not help but feel the bitterness eating you up. You were lost in your own little world. Seungyoun noticed the silence, secretly stealing a glance of you. Your smile seemed…out of place. He was sitting right next to you but somehow you seemed distant for a moment.

“Y/n…” he tried to call out for you. The entrance bell completely covered up his voice. The footsteps of two people walked right inside the café. The man’s eyes scanned the room. Then suddenly they widened in surprise, a smile appearing on his face.

“Y/n!!” You heard your name being called out from across the room. Your hands suddenly clenched to the coffee mug upon realizing the source of the voice. You knew that voice all too well. Your eyes quickly dropped to your coffee, trying not to give any weird signs away. Seungyoun’s eyes shot up from you, towards the entrance of the coffee shop. One look at the man and his blood started to boil. He clicked his tongue in irritation as the man made his way to your table.

“Hey, y/n!” the barista called out to you with excitement. Your head turned mechanically towards him, putting on a fake smile.

“Ah YY. Hi” you nodded at him.

“I called you out once I saw you! You didn’t listen?”

“Sorry, no, I guess I didn’t” you lied.

“Meh, it’s fine. What matters is that I spotted you anyway” he laughed. “I see that you guys are hanging together quite often!” he greeted the other three at your table.

“Yeah, we actually do! More often than you think” Seungyoun lowkey growled back at the black haired man as he protectively moved his body closer to yours.

“Ah, I see” the barista exhaled. “Oh shoot, I almost forgot you introduce you guys!” he chirped happily as he moved a little to the side, revealing a petite girl awkwardly standing behind him.

“This is YY! We work at the same coffee shop. Y/n knows her already” he boasted as he took her tiny hand in his reassuringly.

“I-it’s very nice to meet you everyone! Hi y/n!” she bowed down nervously.

“H-hey!” you awkwardly greeted her back.

“Man, it’s really packed in here, isn’t it?” he chuckled nervously, looking around for any spare tables. His eyes suddenly lit up.

“Oh, do you guys mind if we join you until a table clears up?” he asked brightly. Your heart must have stopped beating for a few seconds. Your fingers got cold. You tried hugging the coffee mug for sore warmth, some reassurance but the heat started to fade away beneath your fingertips. Seungyoun shoot a worried look at you. His irritation was hitting a brand new level, it almost took him by surprise as he tried to control his facial expressions.

“Yes of course!” you reassured the standing couple. As they sat down, the girl noticed how your fingers were fidgeting around your coffee mug. She looked at you with worry.

“Y/n… are your hands cold perhaps? I have a heat pack with me if you need it” she wondered.

“No no, it’s fine!” you exclaimed, trying to remove your hands off the table.

“I told you to let me know if you’re cold you idiot-“ Seungyoun’s hand reached for yours quickly. He managed to touch your hand before you brushed him off, putting your hands in between your thighs one again. Your fingers were icy cold.

“…I’m alright Seungyoun, don’t worry” you mumbled at him. Seungyoun frowned slightly at your stubbornness. In his mind he understood. You did not want to look frail in front of the guy. But it was eating him up inside.

The conversation was moving along with time. They boys chattered about random stuff happening in life while you were being attentive but for the most part, quiet. Seungyoun tried to not bring any attention to you as he masterfully manipulated every direct question the guy threw at you to somehow bounce back to him. He sure had a way with people. You were always so grateful to him for that. You were not exactly the extroverted type to begin with. You could tell that he was being extremely cautious with the situation that moment. And while you were more than grateful for what he did, you felt guilty. He was out to have fun with his friends and you. He already had much on his plate with his life as it was. He did not need to put up with this for your shake. The atmosphere around you was getting suffocating.

You reached for your coat next to you and grabbed your phone from the coffee table.

“Υ/n…” Seungyoun gulped, uneasiness evident in his voice.

“Haha, silly me! I completely forgot something important that I need to do!” you nervously laughed at the rest of the group.

“Again?” one of Seungyoun’s friends exclaimed. You just smiled at him apologetically as you stood up from the table.

“Y/n wait, please” Seungyoun pleaded you. You gave him a pained smile.

“I’m sorry Seungyoun…I really need to go” you bowed down to the rest before walking away.

“Wait up! It’s late! Maybe I can drive you home!” the barista suddenly yelled as he made a move to catch up to you. Seungyoun shoot up from his seat, grabbing his hand before he could leave the table. He looked up at him, his eyes blazing.

“I think you’ve done enough” he growled back. He turned to his friends with an apologetic smile.

“Let’s try this again next week, I have something I need to take care of as well.” he exhaled while trying to spot your figure walking outside, further away from the coffee shop.

“…Aish…Just go! We get it!” one of them yelled.

“Don’t make it creepy though!” the other one snickered. Seungyoun just chuckled at his remark before he stormed off the entrance. The barista was left dumbfounded, with a very confused look on his face.

“Did I…do something?” he asked innocently. His girlfriend sighed in defeat.

“How can you be so dense?” she jokingly hit his shoulder.

 ~

Seungyoun looked around for you frantically, a smile found its way to his face as soon as he spotted your figure in the distant. His legs naturally raced to you.

“Y/n!!” he yelled from a distance. You stopped dead in your tracks, your head instinctively turning around. Why the hell was he there? He was supposed to be back with the rest. You quickly wiped away the tears threatening to escape your eyes and inhaled deeply, trying to regain your composure. He finally stopped in front of you. You did not know what to say to him. You were out of words.

“What are you doing?” was the only thing that came out of your mouth.

“Following you, obviously” he breathed heavily. “Damn, I really need to start doing more cardio” he exhaled in defeat. You just stared at him, trying to understand his train of thought.

“Why did you leave? You couldn’t wait for our gathering yesterday”

“Ah this… I guess I wasn’t in the mood for coffee as much as I initially thought” he chuckled softly. Without giving you much of an opening to argue anything, he just casually walked past you and followed the road ahead.

“So, where are we going?” he tilts his head in question, his eyes smiling warmly back at you. Your face cracked a small smile, as you hurried to match his pace.

 ~

You gulped down the remaining beer from the can in an instant, smashing the can in your hand. Seungyoun watched you in amusement, deciding to follow in your footsteps. A sound of satisfaction left his lips.

“That hit the spot!” he chirped happily.

“Yeah, I have to admit. Beer and night walks by the river are an optimal combination” you exhaled content.

“Give me that” Seungyoun grabbed the crashed beer can from your hand, before rushing to the nearest disposal bin. You watched him jog back and forth, a light bounce apparent in his steps.

“A puppy…” you muttered under your breath. That remark made you chuckle softly, earning a look full of wonder from Seungyoun.

“What?” he asked with an aware face.

“Nothing” you laughed. You rubbed your hands together, bringing them up to your face to blow on them softly.

“Your hands are still cold?”

“Yeah, a bit” you sighed in defeat.

“Hm, I have to start bringing heat packs with me” he exclaimed casually.

“Why would you? I’m the one that should start doing that” you argued.

“Should and will were always two very different words for you y/n” he teased.

“Whatever” you stuck your tongue out at him. He laughed at your cute expression.

“Well for now then-“ Before he could finish his sentence, he reached for your hand with his, gently hugging it and putting it inside his pocket along with his. Your head snapped at him, his gesture finding you completely unprepared. A light pink color rose from your cheeks. He looked back at you with surprise.

“What?” he replied with a straight face. “Ι always hold your hand, why are you acting weird now?” he teased. He did have a point. Why were you blushing like that?

“Put your other hand inside your pocket, you’re actually freezing cold” he stated before he started to walk casually along the path near the banks of the river. You walked for some distance like that. He strangely kept silent the whole time. You had so many thoughts running through your mind, you did not know what to say to make conversation. It was so ridiculous. He was your best friends for a long time, you had never run to any problems like that before.

“…Are you feeling better?” he managed to ask in a moment of silence. You widened your eyes upon hearing him say that. You looked at his face immediately. He wouldn’t know, would he? He still was not looking at you, his eyes observing the path along the way.

“What, how did you-“ you root your feet on the ground, making him stop as well. He glanced back at your face. His eyes looking serious. You did not need him to talk for you to understand.

“Of course, you would know…” you let out a bittersweet chuckle. “Was I that desperately obvious?”

“About him? No…But It was made noticeably clear to me about how you felt that day…” he exhaled. You lowered your head in embarrassment and resentment.

“It’s not your fault, you know that right?” he wanted to reassure you.

“It’s not anyone’s fault Seungyoun, I know… But I can’t help but feel this way right now…” your voice breaking a little. He watched you as you desperately tried to form the right sentences for his words. His heart felt heavier and heavier watching you like that.

“I’m sorry” he chuckled, managing to stop your train of thought midway.

“Eh?” you titled your head.

“If only I had realized sooner…” He mumbled.

“Seungyoun what are you even saying?”

“You’ve always been right in front of me, I just never noticed.”

“…” You moved your face right in front of his, trying to find answers in his eyes. He surely did not act like his self. He finally looked up at your face, your eyes observing him with worry. His hands moved on their own as they reached for your face, cupping your cheeks tenderly, his eyes always glued to yours. His face stopped inches away from yours. He was so dangerously close; you could feel his hot breath hitting your lips. His eyebrows were slightly frowning, like he was trying hard to concentrate on something…or holding himself back. His breathing was uneven, and his lips were trembling a bit. They seemed almost… excited. Your eyes observed his as they wondered down to your lips slowly. For a moment, he swallowed audibly hard, like something was stuck at his throat and he could not breathe. His eyes darted back at yours, almost as if they were pleading for permission. Closing his eyes, he shut the distance between you in a heartbeat. He attacked your lips firmly but so gently at the same time. Your eyes went wide open. He was kissing you. So many thoughts tried to cloud your mind all at once. But his kiss was so overpowering, they seemed like nothing. He was sincere, you could feel it. The feeling was so overwhelming, yet it had a warmth that you had never felt before. You liked that warmth. You realized you craved for it for so long as your eyes closed slowly. The moment Seungyoun felt your lips kissing him back, he inhaled sharply, his whole body tensing up. He broke the kiss soundly, almost as if he tried to control himself from…wanting more. You both breathed heavily. His hands fell to his sides.

"... Can't it be me?..." he exclaimed. Your body stopped moving at the sound of his words, you could hear his heartbeat going faster and faster with each passing second.

"Seungyoun.."

"I like you y/n..." You looked up at his face. His eyes were determined. His gaze was burning right through you.

"Choose me" His words echoed inside your head again and again. You felt your heart skipping beats, pink found its way back to your cheeks as you felt them burning up once again. So warm it felt.

“U-Uhm” you stuttered embarrassingly, trying to escape from his gaze. He found it amusing watching you squirm like that. He certainly had an effect on you for sure. A wave of confidence took over him for a moment. He made a step forward between you two. He daringly pulled your face in front of his once again, this time a smirk plastered all over his.

“Y/n?” he exclaimed.

“Y-yes!” you shut your eyes closed from embarrassment.

“I need an answer” he demanded.

“Y-You can’t expect me to answer that right off the bat!!” you cried in defeat. He let out a chuckle before deciding to let you go off the hook for that night. It was all too much, and he understood that. Just the fact that you gave him the reassurance he needed to continue was more than enough at that moment. He gazed down at your figure lovingly, you were trying to avoid his eyes at all costs.

“You can relax y/n” he laughed.

“I’m sorry I came onto you so unexpectedly” he said as his hand reached on top of your head, ruffling your hair playfully. He kept messing your hair for a good five seconds, waiting for your feisty reaction. But there was silence and nothing more. He removed his hand, a surprise taking over his features to a sudden realization.

“You…You didn’t shake me off!” he exclaimed almost excitingly. You shoot him a glare, pouting cutely before you walked away from him in a hurry, trying to hide your blushing mess of a face.

“Shut up” you yipped back at him. He let out a hearty laugh before taking off again to match your pace.

“Y/n, wait upp~” he sang teasingly, that big beautiful smile plastered all over his face. His voice was music to your ears. You felt a warm tingling, a small flapping of a pair of petal-like wings of a tiny butterfly dancing around inside of you.

"...I wish it was you from the beginning" you whispered under your breath.

~

“What if there was a point in hopeless thinking?” He jolted away from the sudden noise beside him, placing his hand over his chest, he turned to look at the woman beside him. He looked her over briefly, beautiful hair, fluttering eyelashes, kind yet mysterious eyes, and a small smile, something deep within him felt wrong, something felt sad, and as much as he hated to do this, he ignored it. “What would the point be then?” He said through a small laugh brought on by the way he had been scared, “It shows you what your not thinking about. If you keep thinking about something you’ll never be able to do, then your ignoring the possibilities of what you could do. If you move past what you can’t do, then you can commence trying to start doing what you can.” He stared into her eyes wondering just what she knew, he felt almost read, like a book left wide open. “I guess you’re right, but how do you move on from pointless thinking and move into thinking with a purpose?” She hummed quietly to herself, fidgeting with her bag a little bit as she tried to think of a proper answer to his question, “You accept it?” She answered with a tone of uncertainty, “You either try and do what you can’t and learn from your mistakes, or accept that whatever you want to be able to do is impossible for you, and try and do or find something else your passionate about...I guess?” He grinned at the woman, “My name is Cho Seungyoun, what’s yours?” She smiled back at him, “I’m [L/N] [Y/N].”

—

“You either try and do what you can’t and learn from your mistakes, or accept that whatever you want to be able to do is impossible for you, and try and do or find something else your passionate about...I guess?” It had been nearly a week and he continued to think about her words over and over again, her voice echoing in his mind.

He paced around his apartment tidying it up, picking up abandoned singular socks, fixing up the pillows resting on his couch, picking up spare papers, placing books back into his bookshelf, then he heard his doorbell ring. Putting down the small laundry bag he’d been carrying around to put his clothes in he walked over to his door and opened it curiously, who’d come around this late at night? As he peered through the crack of his opened door he was shocked to say the least when he saw the women who’s words had been weighing on his mind for nearly a week straight. There [L/N] [Y/N] stood, at his doorstep with a suitcase in hand, and tears streaming down her face, and a scared expression plastered onto he face. “Seungyoun? I’m sorry I’ve been looking for my friend’s apartment and I can’t for the life of my seem to find it, so I decided to ask the owner of the first apartment I saw for help to her apartment, I’m so sorry.” He opened his door fully and invited her in, “Oh no! Don’t worry [Y/N], please come in and have something to eat, you look exhausted from carrying that suitcase.”

—

The room was quiet as he brought in a small plate of snacks for [Y/N], placing it before her, “Are these snacks okay? I wasn’t sure if you’d like them, but I also haven’t gone grocery shopping in a while so I don’t have much.” He stopped briefly feeling awkward before looming at her to ask, “Would you like something to drink?” She smiled picking up some of the snacks laid out on the plate and beginning to eat them as her stomach quietly grumbled, “Can I have water? If it’s not too much of a bother?” He nodded quickly heading back into the kitchen, “Of course not! One glass of water coming right up.” His feet padded against the floor of his kitchen, he continued to think about her words, even as he opened the tap to put water into her cup he could only continue to think about it, he cleared his mind as much as he could and walked back to his table which he sat on the floor across from her, and placed the cup near her, “Thank you!” Her voice chimed as she took a sip and continued to eat. “You’re welcome.” He smiled gently, “If this isn’t too invasive is it okay for me to ask why you’re carrying a suit case with you? And trying to find someone’s apartment at 2 in the morning?” He examined her reaction carefully, watching as her face’s reaction stalled and her smile faltered, it was personal. “I had to get away from someone quickly. I did the first and only thing I could think of and I asked my friend if she’d let me stay with her while I get up off my feet and can find a way to make a stable income. Not to mention find a place to live and make sure I never have to come near the person I’m trying to get away from.” Her eyes landed directly onto his, “The reason I was crying at your doorstep was because I felt as if a man was following me, you can never feel to safe out, especially this late at night.” Seungyoun nodded accordingly, “I will admit I was very shocked to see you at my door step at 2 am, but I’d love to help you find your way to your friends apartment, I’ll walk you there, especially now that you said you felt as if someone was following you.”

“Thank you so much Seungyoun! Once again I’m sorry I dropped in on you but, guess I got lucky huh?” He was taken aback by that statement, “Lucky?” He questioned with a small confused smile. She nodded finishing up the plate of snacks he’d brought her, “I don’t know anything about you besides the fact that your name is Cho Seungyoun, that theres something troubling you, and now, where you live. You let me come into your home, brought me snacks, a glass of water and awkwardly stared at your palms wondering if asking me what was wrong would be too invasive. I could’ve rung some weirdo’s bell, could’ve stumbled right into some kind of danger, but I didn’t. I got lucky.” She paused to finish the stub of water at the bottom of her glass and got up to stretch a bit, “I have her address right here, will you walk me to it?” After a short moment of waiting he instantly stood up and nodded as he began to fiddle with his clothes, he walked over to the desk near his bedroom and picked up his phone and shoved it into his back pocket. “Yeah let’s go.” They walked over to the door way of his house, she sat down on the steps to adjust her shoes, Seungyoun stood near her slipping his feet into his untied converse and beginning to tie his shoelaces quickly, and picked up his keys. She stood up and reached her hand out towards her suitcase only to be stopped by the pale hand belonging to the male besides her, “Don’t worry about it, I’ll take it for you.” She shyly nodded along feeling her face become hot, “Thank you.”

They exited the apartment silently, walking side by side as Seungyoun looked at the address scribbled onto the paper, he took a left turn down the sidewalk, he then heard a sharp inhale coming from his right side and turned to see her as she quickly moved her forearm to wipe her tears away from her eyes. He stared at her and she looked at him and smiled sadly through her tears, “I’m sorry, don’t mind me, I guess I just needed to let everything go.” He sighed and let go of the suitcase placing it down on the floor and opened up his arms, “I could give you a hug if you want.” She silently looked up at him, admiring his face illuminated by the moonlight casting its gentle light upon them in the dark street. Without answering she walked into his arms and rested her head against him, gently gripping at the fabric of his thin cotton shirt as she tried her hardest to weep silently. He wrapped his arms around her and held her, gently keeping her close to him as she let it all out, he could feel her tears wetting his shirt but he didn’t care in the slightest. She trembled against him, and as much as he knew he shouldn’t be doing this, he couldn’t help it.

His eyes wandered onto the figure of a male nearby, he felt dread fill his stomach as he realized a truth that he knew would come, they were meant for each-other. He double checked, triple checked even, but he couldn’t deny what he saw, an amazing match. He felt a pair of eyes look at him, he moved his gaze down to the person wrapped in his arms and smiled, watching as their gaze went shy and she looked away. He giggled to himself and lifted his thumbs up to her face and gently wiped her tears, “Are you ready to continue?” She nodded as she shyly pulled herself away from his arms, he picked up her suitcase and again they began to walk. Seungyoun turned his head to look back at the male just across the street working at the convenience store. “I have to,” he thought to himself as he made the choice to pair them up together, his left hand snapping discreetly at his side.

She silently laughed at herself, earning a baffled stare from Seungyoun, “You must think I’m a strange person, showing up at your door crying, coming in to eat snacks and explain my personal problems, then crying into your shirt at nearly 3am while you’re helping me find my friends apartment. I must’ve looked so pathetic showing up at your door.” She continued laughing quietly, “You met me at a truly low time in my life haven’t you?” He continued walking straight knowing exactly where her friends apartment was, it just so happened to be the same building where a few of his friends lived, he let out a breathy laugh, “I guess I did didn’t I? I don’t think your pathetic. I do think that you’ve been holding all your troubles and misfortunes inside as to try and put a strong face on though. Crying isn’t weak nor pathetic, it’s always been my opinion that people who can express their emotions as needed are some of the most respectable people I’ve known. You’re going to be okay [Y/N], trust me when I say that, and if you want me there I’ll stay by your side and help you along the way.” She smiled to herself as she gently adjusted her hair from being in the way of her face, “I’d love to have you there.”

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“This should be it.” Seungyoun said as he stopped right in front of a door, his right hand still lightly gripping the suitcase he’d been carrying for the entirety of the walk from his place to the apartment complex. It was a mere second before he felt her arms wrap around his neck, “Thank you so much for everything.” He hesitated for a few moment, his arms timidly wrapping themselves around her waist. As her grip around his neck loosened his arms began to fall, letting one hand barely ghosting near the left side of her waist. He felt butterflies in his stomach when she leaned in and placed a small kiss on his cheek, she let go and gave a small smile, “I’d give you my phone number but I don’t currently have a phone.” Though his cheeks now red he laughed at her words, his arm falling down to his side then coming back up to run through his hair he looked at her smiling, “Well if you ever need anything you could come to my place, just, not at 2am.” She giggled in response, he found himself laughing along with her, a silent affection beginning to grow deep inside his heart much to his knowledge that this would only ever end badly. “Well I think it’s time for you to wake up your friend, and for me to head back home.” She nodded, “Thank you for everything Seungyoun.” He smiled sadly as he tried not to think of the sad reality, “It’s no problem. Bye [Y/N]!” He began to walk, his hands shoved into his front pockets as he took steady strides, he looked back to see her waving, “Bye Seungyoun!” He smiled and waved before ruffling his hair and shoving his hand back into his front pocket. He turned back just one last time feeling happy to see her friends door open and [Y/N] hug her friend tightly and enter into her apartment. He felt his smile fade from his lips as he let the moment pass.

—

“Are you going to go through with it?” Seungyoun felt a chill come down his back at the sudden noise coming from besides me, “Of course I’m not going to Myungja, do you think I’m that stupid? The only reason I’m still alive is because of this stupid job if you can even call it that,” he stopped in his tracks and turned his head, a small smile placed onto his lips, though it didn’t convey happiness, “I don’t want to drag [Y/N] into this mess Myungja. If I do end up falling in love with her, then you can just kill me right then and there and replace me just like you did with the last when he fell in love. Leave her out of this.” His smile faded, “You know, I only begged you to come back so I could watch over my mom, now that she’s gone I could care less whether I live or die.” The ghostly figure of the woman behind him sighed angrily, “Shouldn’t you be more appreciative that I even gave you the chance to watch over your mom till she died?” Seungyoun scoffed as he kicked small pebbles resting on the sidewalk, “Please I wouldn’t be in this mess if you hadn’t killed me to begin with.” She inhaled sharply who which Seungyoun laughed, “What didn’t think I’d find out? I’m not dumb I know very well where you’re from and what you’ve done. How youve tortured your descendants and prey on men who remind you of your very own lovers from long ago.”

“Not to mention how you terrified your daughters, left then left to brutally kill your husband and his new girlfriend early in the morning. Sure you made me a cupid because I look just like the man who impregnated you then left, cause you wanted to cause me pain, cause I remind you of the daughter that you think caused all your pain, but get over yourself, you never had a soulmate.“

—

Two months of knowing [Y/N], it had been two months of knowing her, and he knew he was falling in love, each moment, whether she came to simply talk about how their weeks have been, or came to cry on his shoulder about her fear of the future, or even if it was her confiding her deepest secrets in him, he loved every second he spent with her. He deeply enjoyed each fluttering moment, the moments he felt incredibly warm at just her touch, all the time he spent admiring her when she was unaware, the moment he’d catch her staring at him, every single moment. This night she just so happened to comeback drunk, a silly smile plastered onto her face as she stumbled, the grip onto her purse loose, Seungyoun watched her walk excitedly in front of him, he had just returned from a small walk to fulfill his daily cupid tasks only to come back to see [Y/N] heading right for his door, she stopped right in front. She took a deep breath then rung on the door, he came from behind her and gently placed his hand on her shoulder as he slid his key into the keyhole and felt her tense up beneath his hand, “Don’t worry [Y/N], it’s just me.” She reached up to grab his hand placed onto her shoulder to throw his arm across her shoulders, “Can I have something to eat Seungyoun?” He laughed smiling at her odd behavior, “Of course, come on go in [Y/N].”

After removing her shoes and laying her bag by her shoes, she plopped herself onto the floor near the small coffee table placed on the floor, “Ramen please!” Seungyoun laughed, “Your wish is my command.”

—

He giggled softly as her head began to droop after finishing her ramen, “[Y/N] go lay down on the couch and sleep I’ll wash your plate.” Reaching his arms across the table he gently picked up the plate, and stood up, walking towards the sink and set it at the bottom. His right hand got the sponge and his left picked up the soap, and so he began washing the plate, letting the warm water fall, his attention focused purely on the bowl in front of him which is why he was taken aback at the arms that suddenly wrapped around his waist, and the sudden warmth behind him. “[Y/N] go to sleep you’re tired.” She let out a grunt in disagreement, “But you’re warm.” He sighed and finished washing the dish and placing it onto the dish rack, and quickly washed off the chopsticks, once again placing them into the dish rack. He dried his hands off on a small rag beside the sink and turned around to hug [Y/N], gently patting her back as he let his own back press up against the edge of the sink. “I’m tired.” He laughed at her small voice, “Yes, I know. Come on I’ll walk you over to my bed so you can rest. I’ll be in the living room don’t worry.”

—

His eyes wandered over the sight for just a bit smiling at how your hands tightly held onto the bedsheets in your sleep, moving every so often, he gently adjusted the blanket then stood up and left his bedroom, leaving the door open just a smidge. He plopped himself onto the floor and rested his head onto his arms placed upon the coffee table. Letting out a breath he’d been holding in for a while, in a sudden gust of air moving through his living room he inhaled sharply, “What do you want?” The ghost sat besides him laughed, “You’re so rude Seungyounnie.”

“Please never call me that ever again.” She rolled her eyes and paced through the room walking through him, causing chills to go straight up his spine, “You’ve really let the place go haven’t you?” He lifted his head up and turned his face to her, “Get to the point already. You’re stalling and it’s annoying the hell out of me.”

“Feisty aren’t we?” She paused before walking towards him and taking his chin between her thumb and pointer finger, “Have you made a choice yet?” His eyes shifted away from her and he pulled his face away from her grip, “Yes. I have, but you know what?” She grinned evilly, her mouth twisting into a smile that’d strike fear in anyone’s heart, “What?”

“I don’t plan on telling you what my choice is. At the end of the day would it change anything for you to know what my plans are? No matter what my fate is in your hands, so I guess you’ll just have to patiently wait to see what happens.” He gave her a small smile, “Thank you for a second chance at life, for letting me fulfill my final wish, and even giving me the chance to experience love. I’m afraid it’s time for you to go since she’s starting to wake up.” He watched the shocked figure begin to fade away, then gently rested his head onto his arms again. “I guess all I have left is to accept it.”

“Accept what?” He turned his head to meet eyes with [Y/N], now very awake, and very sober, “Don’t worry about it [Y/N]. Does your head hurt?” His eyes stayed trained on her, letting himself have this one last day, letting himself smile happily for one last time. “It hurts a little bit but, it’s fine.” Her head rested on his shoulder and her hand gently grabbed onto his arm, “Seungyoun, could I talk to you about something?” She turned her head up and was shocked to see his face so close to hers but paid it no mind as her eyes bored into his, “What do you want to talk about [Y/N]?”

“There’s this guy I met, his name is Wooseok, and he asked me out on a date and I told him I’d give him a response after I thought it over for a bit. There’s only one thing stopping me from going out on the date, and how do I say this,” She paused her face growing hot from the close distance of their faces, she suddenly turned away, “Its you. Can you tell me what we are? I just— I really like him, but I really like you and I just wanted to talk about it with you.” Seungyoun smiled sadly remembering that late night when he made the difficult decision of pairing her up with the guy working very near them at the convenience store that was placed just across from them. “[Y/N] I love you,” Her face whipped over to stare at him, her eyes filled with confusion, “But, I really think you should go on that date. I think that it’s something you should do.” He lifted his free hand and gently placed it onto her jaw, he rested his forehead on hers and laughed to himself as he tried keeping his tears from falling, “I’ll go on the date, but before I say goodbye to this, to us, can I kiss you just once Seungyoun?” He let his tears fall freely as he nodded, he twisted his face and let her lips fall onto his, just once. He smiled softly into the kiss, feeling a moment of total complete and utter joy having her for just a moment. For just that moment he felt warm, he felt a love he’d never felt before. He pulled apart from her, it was very brief kiss really, but within that short while he let all his feeling go, he let go of his selfish desire to love someone. He knew the first second he met her he’d never be the same, but as he let his tears fall when she moved her head to rest on his chest, he knew one thing. He’d never regret this.

—

He sat on a park bench waiting, his hand busy mindlessly scrolling through Instagram, that is till he heard a footsteps approaching him. It’d been nearly two years since he’d seen [Y/N], he’d been traveling a lot and she’d been busy with work, her home, and her boyfriend. They stayed friends of course, weekly phone calls, and a FaceTime in which he got to meet her boyfriend. He was a very handsome man, brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, pink lips, the man by all means looked perfect. That wasn’t what Seungyoun liked though, he enjoyed the louving look glazed over his eyes when he looked at [Y/N], he didn’t exactly seem the most open, but Seungyoun rested easy at night knowing [Y/N] had someone in her life that loved her. That in of itself was enough for him.

He looked up from his phone to see [Y/N], the same beautiful smile plastered onto her lips just like all the afternoons spent over his coffee table laughing over unimportant things, his heart fluttered. He stood up and went to give her a hug, grinning ear to ear when they pulled apart, “It’s so good to see you Seungyoun!” His wise smile still stuck to his face he giggled,”It’s so great to see you too [Y/N]!”

—

“Waaaah your engagement ring is so pretty, when did he propose [Y/N]? And why didn’t he ask for my approval?” She laughed from across the table, “Well that’s actually why I wanted to meet up with you, I wanted to invite you to our wedding!” Seungyoun smiled happily, his hand barely holding onto her as he examined her ring, “I’d love to attend your wedding [Y/N], when you know send me the date, time, location, and dress code because I’m absolutely going,” he let her hand go and chuckled, “I’ll even buy myself a nice suit to go.” The silence that followed was tense, he was happy, she was happy, yet something lingered in the air, an unknown sense of discomfort.

“I never told him about us, I only told him you’re one of my best friends. You don’t have to be on edge Seungyoun.” He stared into her eyes, “There’s something you’re not telling me, what do you want to ask [Y/N]?” He cursed himself internally, he changed the subject totally ignoring her words, she saw right through him. “You know me too well Seungyoun,” She smiled rather shyly, “I don’t have anyone to walk me down the aisle, and I was wondering if you’d do me the favor of walking me down the aisle the day of my wedding.” She looked up and was met with his shocked face, “Of course you don’t have to do it! I was just wondering since— There’s no one in my family to do the job and I want someone important to me to walk me down the aisle. So I couldn’t think of anyone else besides you to do it.” Seungyoun smiled, his hand once again met hers and held it lightly, he then locked her fingers with his and held her hand firmly, “I’d be honored to have such a job on the day of your wedding. Of course I’ll do it [Y/N]! I was just a little bit shocked you’d want me to do that on your wedding day.” Her hand tightened, gripping back at his hand, “I wouldn’t want anyone else to have the job.”

—

Seungyoun’s hands nervously adjusted his suit, he tightened his tie, and anxiously stuck his hands into his pockets, “Thank you so much for doing this for [Y/N].” His head whipped back to meet with the shorter man’s eyes, he smiled, “It’s an honor to walk her down the aisle Wooseok. Please take care of her. You’ll never find anyone quite like her.” Wooseok smiled shyly, “I’m really lucky to say I’m getting married to her aren’t I?” Seungyoun chuckled softly and moved to stand right in front of Wooseok, they’d become friends in the recent months and truthfully it made Seungyoun happy, gave him peace of mind knowing Wooseok. He placed both his hands on his shoulders and grinned, “Very lucky. Treat her well. Or else.” He lightly shook his shoulders and the both of them laughed as he let go of his shoulders, “Seungyoun! [Y/N] wants to see you!” One of her bridesmaids yelled from the door of where the men were getting ready, he gave Wooseok a parting smile and wink then walked to the door, he walked besides her as they ended up at room where the bride and her bridesmaids were getting ready. As he stepped into the door he instinctively bowed before looking up and seeing [Y/N], his eyes gazed upon the sight of [Y/N] in her gown, he felt his eyes water as soon as he saw her. He walked closer to her being careful of her gown as he went in to give her a hug, he let himself cry a little bit as he felt his heart ache in his chest. “She’s okay.”

“You made the right choice Seungyoun, she’s okay Seungyoun,” he repeated to himself over and over again, trying to drill it into his head that his choice was right, upon feeling [Y/N] begin to shake in his arms he pulled apart to see tears gently brimming at her eyes which he instantly began to gently dab at her eyes, “I’m so in love with her.” She began to laugh, “I don’t know why Seungyoun but I just felt so sad when I hugged you.” He chuckled looking at her affectionately, “Are you ready to get married?” She smiled at him, “I will admit I originally never even intended in getting back into a relationship. I’m here now and even if I was having cold feet earlier, I want to get married to Wooseok, I really do. I will admit though, I wish things between us had gone differently.” She stood up and neared her lips to his cheek and placed a chaste kiss to the area just below his cheekbone, “Nevertheless Seungyoun I’m happy everything played out how it did. Even if nothing happened between us I’m convinced we’re soulmates. Just simply platonic soulmates.” He chuckled shyly feeling a blush come up to his cheeks, and then moved his hands, he took her hands into his and smiled, “You know what [Y/N], maybe your right.”

—

It was starting, the moment was starting, Seungyoun laughed at the nervous expression plastered onto his face, “You look beautiful.” She smiled widely and linked her arm with his and was handed her bouquet, “Seungyoun I love you. Thank you for doing this.” He smiled gently flicking her shoulder with his free hand, “Stop thanking me, I’m honored to be important enough to have such a role at your wedding,” they began to walk, “Its now or never [Y/N].”

He led her outside and the flower girl began to walk, the doors were opened for them and with their arms linked they began their slow walk down to where Wooseok was. As they walked in he smiled proudly at the quiet whispers talking about the bride’s beauty. With each step they took Seungyoun’s heart got heavier. Dread gathered at the base of his throat but as he looked at Wooseok and saw his eyes become shiny as tears built up in his eyes, as his eyes stayed focused on [Y/N], staring at her like the only woman in the world he felt a sense of happiness wash over him. Though painful, as they neared he let the link between their elbows break, he gave her a gentle hug, and turned to Wooseok and whispered quietly, “Cherish her.” He nodded lovingly as his hands took hers after she handed her bouquet over to her maid of honor. “I will.”

Seungyoun sat down on his seat, “She’ll be just fine Seungyoun.”

—

Seungyoun excitedly rushed down the hall, in his hands were two bouquets of flowers and a small balloon entangled around the larger of the two bouquets. He had once again began back on his life of traveling around the world paring people up with the lives of their life at the snap of his fingers, but chose to focus on one type of soulmates, platonic soulmates. He felt anticipation build up in his chest as he pushed open the door of the hospital room his best friend sat in, as he opened the door he was greeted by the sight of an exhausted Wooseok fast asleep on the chair besides the hospital bed, and [Y/N] gently cradling a baby girl in her arms. She grinned up at him, “You came so quick! I thought you were across the world just two days ago?” He chuckled walking closer to her to place his hand on her head to gently mess up her hair, “Well when your best friend tells you they’re going into labor, you get on a plane as soon as you can and make sure you get there to meet your new niece.”

“You’re incredible Seungyoun. Why did you buy two bouquets of flowers?” He gently leaned into closer to the baby, looking at the small baby girl in her arms fondly, “I wanted to be the first man to buy her flowers.” [Y/N] smiled looking at the beautiful flowers now placed besides the other small gifts brought by some of her other friends, “Well I’m happy to announce you’re the first man to buy her flowers.” He chuckled softly as he felt his heart burst when the small baby began to smile at him, “She’s adorable [Y/N].”

“Do you want to hold her?” He nodded, he pulled off his jacket and placed it on the smaller chair in the room afraid the material of his jacket would be to rough, he then neared [Y/N] being careful with the baby’s head. The baby was small, she gently squirmed as she was transferred from one person to another, cradling the baby was an experience Seungyoun never expected to feel. He adjusted his arms ever so slightly and was pleased to see the little girl begin to get sleepy, when he lifted his head to inform her mother he smiled fondly seeing [Y/N] who had just been awake now fast asleep. With both parents fast asleep Seungyoun couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. He moved to sit down on the chair where he’d hung his jacket, he gently rocked the little girl watching as her eyelids closed and soft noises escaped her mouth, “Oh honey the wonderful things I could say about your mother,” he giggled, “It’s Uncle Seungyounnie, I didn’t think I could love anyone more than your mother, but now that I look at you all I want to do is protect you from all the evil of the world. I’ll be the best Uncle I can be. I promise you that honey.”

—

“Angel, hold onto my hand tightly!” The little girl tightened her grip onto her uncle’s hand, “Your mommy and daddy would kill me if you got lost.” She smiled, “Seungyounnie will you win me that monkey?” Seungyoun turned his head to look at the monkey hung up on the game booth stall, “Of course!” The little girl excitedly let go of his hand and ran towards the stall, Seungyoun sat on the stool placed in front of the water squirter then picked up the girl and sat her on his lap, “Angel watch this.” He grinned placing his money down, a teen, two dads, and a little kid joined the game right after, he smiled widely watching what looked like stars twinkle in her eyes as she look at the monkey, “1, 2, 3 DING!” The game had started and Seungyoun had no intention of losing, his eyes focused on the target, smiling widely when the water continuously hit the center point, “DING DING DING!” “Player three! What prize would you like?” Seungyoun grinned happily then watched as the little girl happily pointed towards the monkey, as she took the small monkey into her arms and cuddled it she left forward placing a happy kiss onto his nose, “I love you Seungyounnie!”

He never really had a reason, from the moment he died till the moment he was brought back he’d felt empty. As his eyes gazed upon the little girl who meant so much to him he felt a longing deep in inside his heart fill up with a kind of joy he’d never felt before. His love for the little girl was indescribable, Seungyoun was convinced this little girl would change lives some day, just like she’d came into his and changed his life. He felt fulfilled.