charmolypi | lee donghyuck
(n.) a mixed feeling of happiness while being sad; “joy-making sorrow”
terminally ill au
pairing | lee donghyuck (haechan) x reader
genre | kinda crack, fluff, angst
words | 14.1k
warnings | cursing, drug abuse, alcohol abuse, various illegal activities, neglect, dark themes, mental health, a bit of blood, mentions of death, jaemin is a v bad person. we all know how this ends. read with caution.
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You were 12 when Lee Haechan accidentally hit you across the head with a basketball during PE. It’s a blurry memory but you recall waking up in the nurse’s office with your head trobbing, a piece of dressing shoved up your nostril as to stop the continuous flow of blood, and a raven haired boy with an apologetic expression sitting awkwardly by the bed. There was no reason for him to stay with you for the rest of the day and take you to your classes apart from the overwhelming guilt eating him alive from inside out. You liked his presence though.
Haechan’s bag was too big and his glasses too small but he still managed to be on top of the school’s foodchain, known for his charisma and impressive ability to make people fall in love with his many talents; there wasn’t a single soul who didn’t know his name.
So, before he could apologise for the 4th time, when you asked him what his name was the boy stopped right in his tracks, having forgotten what it was like to introduce himself since there wasn’t really a necessity for that anymore. After a small pause he answered, seeing this as the start of a sincere friendship as opposed to a hard pill to swallow.
“Haechan.” You knew. “What’s yours?”
“Y/n.”
He knew.
