bittersweet symphony.

mijoo stifled a yawn as she collected the papers from the printer and put them in a nice folder to bring to taeoh. the heels that she had on today were hurting her feet, and being at work just didn’t feel exciting to her at the moment. then again, work was never exciting for her. she hated this job. she hated taeoh ( well, perhaps hated was too strong of a word ... disliked? ), and the only thing keeping her here was that she needed to pay the bills. she sighed as she ran a hand through her hair, heels clacking against the floor as she stepped into taeoh’s office.

“here are the documents that you requested,” she noted matter of factly, setting it down on his desk. there was something unsettling about the way he looked at the moment. he almost looked a bit ... sad. there were some rumors around the office about something happening with his engagement, but she always presumed those kinds of engagements were just done for business and that he had no feelings towards the girl anyway. or maybe he did. whatever it was, he probably deserved it.

making himself comfortable for the 20 minutes or so that the food would take to arrive, chanwoo makes sure to leave enough space for her to sit. his eyes follow her, a few questions taking place inside his head. why was she so nervous around him? they’d seen one another in much more… compromising moments. surely it could not be that she was bothered by his presence, or was she?

“i don’t know… anything? what did you do today?” apparently, socializing wasn’t one of his fortes and for now, it seemed not to be one of hers either. who knew that talking could be this difficult?

talking to him used to be so easy. then again, how much talking did they really do? they never talked about the important things. sure, there was small talk, but usually, they saw each other for other reasons and well, there wasn’t much need for words in those shared experiences. perhaps it was also because of this that made woohee feel so uncomfortable. after all, they knew so much about one another and yet, they didn’t know anything at all.

it had been many years since seojoon had been to new york, and the very first time in which he had been here for work. or was it the second? his old age was certainly getting to him, he thought to himself as he wiped the sweat off his brows. the heat was quite overwhelming ( something he hadn’t been expecting, especially having lived in korea his whole life ), so he quickly found a cafe, one he realized he had been to before, to grab a cold drink of some sort.

he had barely taken a few steps in when he noticed a familiar face, one he had not seen in many years. he blinked a few times, wondering if he was hallucinating. they had come here once before. maybe he was just remembering a past memory. was that even possible? it must be the heat, he thought to himself as he continued to step forward, but the images became even clearer until he was certain that if he moved forward anymore that he would run smack into her.

with water bottles in hand, seojoon waited outside of the training room wondering just how much longer they were going to be kept in there for. he stifled a yawn as he checked the time on his watch. he could have sworn they should have ended at least five minutes ago, but then again, maybe someone had done something wrong and now they were all forced to stay longer. the icy cold water bottles were slowly becoming lukewarm ( at least, he was worried they would ) as he continued to stand there.

finally, the door swung open, the first trainee emerging from the dungeon. “hey man, take some water. you guys look exhausted.” he exclaimed as the trainee looked a bit confused at him before taking the water bottle. soon after, he saw who he was actually looking for, though he was starting to have second thoughts about this idea now, especially with how the other few before her seemed to react to his water scheme.

maybe if he confessed now, just simply blurted out his owns feelings and make it aware that he was the better choice, maybe he could still fix all this. there was a part of him that wanted to take a step closer, but his feet seemed glued to the sand below. instead, he shoves his hands in his pockets and gives her a bigger smile. “good friends,” he corrects, reminding her that just because she had someone else, didn’t stop the bond they created all these years. “it’s it always fun? you know, i’ll have to make you do a few videos with me this summer. we’ll do fun Youtube challenges, do a couple of vlogs…we’ll have so much fun that this summer will fly by.” 

　 　 ✫  + * 　 .    * in between variety shows & show tours, comebacks & awards, it’d be almost impossible to keep a relationship so afloat the way they have; it’s never been simple, certainly… but dowoon’s come to find that for eunseo he would give up simple any day. morning sun breaks through the sky as he finally stirs, though the excitement spread across his features is embarrassingly evident: he’s no stranger to the activities that he’s meant to meet today. & if the knock– that oh so familiar knock at his door is any indication, it’s going to be the best day he’s had in a long while. without a second thought the actor bounds towards the door, twisting the knob before being met with the disguised sight of his girlfriend; a grin of mischief lacing his expression dowoon tugs eunseo right inside, pulling down at her mask almost impatiently before connecting their lips in an almost desperate, lovestruck kiss. hands wrap around the idol’s lithe frame, pulling eunseo’s figure even closer, & dowoon thanks all his lucky stars that he’s managed to land someone as beautiful as her. “god,” breathes the actor in lieu of a greeting, smile as dumbstruck & wide as when she’d first agreed to be his girlfriend. “i missed you.”