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synopsis: “seungcheol past lives were a myth, so how was he seeing his past life memories?”
wc: 1.5k
warnings: none.
genre: past lives!au, soulmates!au, fluff.
song recommendation: past lives by børn, deja vu by ateez, back to you by selena gomez.
the last thing that seungcheol believed in was past lives, he just couldn’t understand how people think they have past lives and have proofs that could be an absolute lie and their mind made it up. he always has to bite his tongue when his friends talk about it wanting to scold them for their ridiculousness.
that was until one day when he was sitting at home watching the television, his mind flashed him what he thought was a memory but it was blurry, he only saw two people sitting together at the couch cuddling, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion and closed his eyes rubbing his temples.
“i must’ve had too many drinks.” seungcheol muttered to himself deciding to just call it a night.
he was in a deep slumber, he was seeing strange dreams. he saw himself in front of a girl whose face wasn’t clear, her features were blurred. but he could make out her facial expressions, and he knows she was smiling, he could feel his heart beating and he also had a smile on his face as they both watched the sunset mesmerised.
seungcheol woke up the next day alarmed, how come he was seeing things like this now? is it just a trick his mind playing or he was wrong all along and it was actually some memories of his past life? and even if they were, why is he seeing them now and not earlier? is this some kind of a sign? but what he knows is that he should see someone that can explain it to him.
and here he was, seungcheol looked at the front door in front of him doubting if he should knock or not, closing his eyes he gave himself some encouragement words before walking to the door knocking on it. he waited impatiently for someone to open the door.
the door opened revealing a tall man wearing glasses his face was annoyed like he didn’t want any visitors, but that look changed upon seeing who was the person knocking on his door.
“seungcheol hyung.” he said smiling causing seungcheol to smile brightly taking the man in his arms hugging him.
“minghao, it’s good seeing you again.” seungcheol said pulling away and minghao invited him inside his house.
he led him to his living room, going to grab something for his older friend to drink. he grabbed two beers putting them on the table seungcheol was sitting on.
seungcheol inspected the apartment, it wasn’t messy, it was tided and soft music was playing, the furniture was giving the house a pretty sight, his eyes went to the bookshelf that was at the end of the room and looked at minghao.
“the collection has grown.” seungcheol commented and minghao smiled proudly.
“it sure did,” he replied opening the two cans, “to what do i owe the pleasure, hyung? no offence but you haven’t visited me since you graduated.” minghao said and seungcheol smiled.
“i know and i’m sorry, but what i’m here for today is a little strange especially since the one i’m saying it.” seungcheol sighed and looked at minghao. “i think i’m getting memories of my past life.”
minghao smiled calmly, he knows seungcheol’s point of view on this topic, but he couldn’t blame him because most people agreed with him, he didn’t believe in it until it happened to him.
“that’s not strange at all, it was just a matter of time, how long have you been seeing these memories?” minghao asked interested in hearing seungcheol’s story.
“two weeks ago, first i thought it was some kind of a dream, but it just keeps continuing every night like i’m seeing series.” seungcheol explained the memories running through his mind once again.
“that’s a sign,” minghao said causing seungcheol to look at him strangely. “you see, in our legend it’s said that whenever a person starts seeing memories that have never occurred to him before but it’s just his memory from his past life, seeing it after not experimenting anything like this before means your soulmate in your past life is close to you.” minghao finished.
seungcheol was speechless. that couldn’t be possible, that must be a joke. soulmates existed? that was just a myth, soulmates were rare and thinking he has a soulmate doesn’t sit right with him.
“but soulmates are rare, how is that possible?” seungcheol asked but minghao smiled like he knows he was going to say this.
“the universe is unexpected, fate works on its own.”
after this conversation, seungcheol went home again, his mind was buzzing and it was making his head ache. it was all too much for his brain to comprehend. he slept that night thinking of his conversation with minghao, and his dream started.
seungcheol found himself standing in the rain, he looked around trying to make out anything in his sight but instead, he saw someone running his way and their bodies collided together. seungcheol fell to the ground groaning the other person standing up quickly.
“i’m so sorry!” a feminine voice spoke with a panicked tone. “i couldn’t see where i was going due to the heavy rain.”
seungcheol raised his head and saw the girl from his past dreams. there was a difference this time, he wasn’t seeing her blurred, he could distinguish her features, she was so beautiful it made his heart race.
he stood up his eyes still hooked on the girl who was looking at him worriedly, he smiled to ease her tension shaking his head. “no worries ma’am, i didn’t see you either.” seungcheol commented and the girl smiled happy that he wasn’t going to scold her and be rude.
“but i wet your clothes, the least i can do is buy you something warm to drink. what do you say...?” she trailed because she didn’t know his name and he held his hand out for her to shake.
“choi seungcheol, and yes, a warm drink would be very much appreciated miss...?” he said and she smiled widely and said.
“y/n, y/l/n y/n.”
seungcheol woke up right after this, his hand immediately went for his phone to type down the name he heard in his dream trying hard to remember what the girl in his dreams looked like.
he went to minghao’s place still looking at his phone not paying attention that he just ran into someone. the two collided and he gasped when he felt something cold soak his shirt and looked up ready to tell the person that ran into him off only to freeze.
seungcheol stared at the girl who was looking at him with a panicked look on her face. deja vu hit him like a truck recognising her features and demeanour. she was the same girl from his dream.
“i’m so sorry!” the same feminine voice from his dream spoke, “i was running late but i just happen to run into you.”
the same situation but different weather, seungcheol could careless about anything else at the moment, all he cared about was the girl in front of him.
he recovered from his shock shaking his head repeatedly smiling, “no, no, please don’t apologise! it was my fault, i wasn’t looking where i was going. i should be the one apologising.” seungcheol said and you looked at him with the same concerned face.
“are you sure? i ruined your shirt,” you said biting your lips anxiously and seungcheol looked down at his shirt seeing there was a big stain on it.
“no, i deserve it,” he dismissed and then looked at you with a charming smile, “i couldn’t say the same about your drink though, i owe you one. there’s a cafe down the street, i could buy you a new one, miss...?” he said and you looked at the handsome stranger blushing slightly nodding your head.
“y/n, y/n y/l/n, and you are?” you said and he held his hand out for you to shake.
“choi seungcheol.” he said. his name sounded familiar but you couldn’t remember when or where you heard it before but shook his hand nonetheless.
“excuse me, but you kinda look familiar, have we met before?” you asked your curiosity getting the best of you.
seungcheol smiled knowing what you were going to experience in the next few weeks.
“i don’t believe we did, but i do believe in something,” he replied and you looked at him confused.
seungcheol smiled when his mind flashed him the dream he saw before and other memories followed right after. he looked at you again with a beautiful smile that captured your heart instantly.
¡IMPORTANT! please take note of the words in the location part of their profiles. before officially entering the school, students are required to do a series of tests regarding their intelligence, courage, and power. the final average of these tests determines which class level they should be. students with a final average of 96-100 are put in "Supremus", supreme in Latin. Students under this level are the highest and the number of students is always less than 10. Students with a final average of 90-95 are under "Primis", first in "Latin". this level is still high, a reason why it's called first. Students of an average of 80-90 fall under "Secundus", second in Latin. And the rest of the students with 80 or lower are under "Tertius", which means third in Latin.
y/n and friends!
y/n -the best. the highest. soomin's soulmate. mother of cats. known for her rare power even outside their school. people keep on asking her who she is but of course she had to stay lowkey. the princess. seungcheol's sister. is pretending to be part of the "Nam's", friends of the royal family, to avoid suspicion. sc president. reality warping and mind reading. part of supremus. (note: that one boy she's talking about in her bio is chan)
soomin -y/n's soulmate. many people actually thought they are together at some point. she and all their other friends know about y/n's real identity. 1/2 of y/n's emotional support gang. shares an apartment with y/n. actually hated y/n before when she first met her but got over it eventually. puppet master¹*. part of supremus. sc secretary.
wonwoo -the father of the group. often asks himself how he got involved with his friends but still loves them. refuses to live in the dorms so he also shares an apartment with chan. wind control and super strength. part of supremus. sc treasurer.
soonyoung -not a hamster. call him that and he'll set one of your things on fire. another one who refuses to live in the dorms just because so he forced seokmin and seungkwan to live with him. fire manipulation and invisibility. part of supremus.
seokmin - soonyoung and seungkwan's roommate. a self-proclaimed child of y/n because he's jealous of chan always getting spoiled by her. water manipulation and healing. almost got into supremus. part of primis.
seungkwan - sulked when he first transferred to their academy because he didn't get to supremus. 1/2 of y/n's emotional support gang. animal manipulation²*. part of primis.
chan- at first he called himself y/n's son as a joke, but now, it doesn't look like a joke anymore. gets spoiled a lot. caught y/n's attention when he first transferred to their academy because he looked lost so she helped him out but got "adopted" after and now he's friends with all of them. wonwoo's roommate. light manipulation and empathy. part of primis. another one who almost got to supremus.
puppet master¹* - can make dolls come to life. can also control you by putting invisible strings on you but requires a lot of energy. animal manipulation²*- can create, shape and manipulate animals. can also talk to them.
summary: since the day the palace was attacked and the queen, your mother, has died, you have been told to live normally and ignore your duties as the princess until the right time has come. "it's too dangerous for you to show up now. live your life as a mere citizen then when you turn 18, you can show them who you really are." this year wasn't any different. well, that's what you thought until your biological brother's friends decided to study in the same academy as you.
the loud music was blasting through the big speakers in soonyoung’s house whose parents were out of town and used this as a chance to throw a party. it was lit and everyone was having fun, except for a certain blonde boy. his eyes narrowing and a frown on his face as he watched his girlfriend dance all over his friend.
“you might wanna stop glaring at them before you burn them,” joshua said taking a sip of his red cup.
jeonghan ignored him and continued glaring at you and mingyu whose hands were all over your body. having enough, jeonghan stood up taking his leather jacket and headed your way.
you felt someone tugging on your arm harshly and you turned around seeing jeonghan glaring at you with a cold look on his face.
“we have to go, come on,” he said not waiting for you to respond and dragged you out of soonyoung’s house.
you rolled your eyes and opened the passenger door sitting down, jeonghan followed you after, not starting the car, instead, he took out a cigarette and lit it. you were beyond pissed at him for dragging you out like that.
“what the hell, jeonghan? you dragged me here so you can smoke?!” you asked in disbelief but he ignored you.
getting more pissed you took the cigarette from between his pink lips throwing it out. he looked at you annoyed and grabbed your face holding you so you were eye to eye with him.
“had fun grinding up and down against mingyu?” jeonghan asked and you gulped not knowing he was jealous, you were about to defend yourself but suddenly he was on top of you and your seat was laid back.
jeonghan kissed your lips forcefully and you kissed him back with the same passion running your hands in his long, blonde locks as he bit down on your lips. he kissed down your neck sucking marks on your skin, purple decorating your neck.
he pulled away leaving you begging for more and wanting him to touch you again, he just smirked teasingly leaning down taking your earlobe between his teeth and whispered.
congrats on 1.2k !!! could you do lonely + lee chan (svt) ?
lonely ↠ l.c
wc: 0.3k, warnings: none, genre: angst, fluff.
it’s been two weeks since you and chan called your relationship off, you were sick and tired of being the only person that was trying to help to fix your relationship, he didn’t try to help, all he did was go out with his friends and get drunk.
chan wasn’t doing well, he thought he would be okay after you left, he was okay for nine days or so before reality hit him that you really didn’t intend on coming back to him. just because you took a break before, he thought you would’ve cooled down and spoke to him, but now you were really gone and he was lonely.
it became so much worse for him and he couldn’t handle the idea of you being away, so one day when you were staying at the flat you and your friend shared, the door knocked, you went to open it and saw a sick chan standing in front of you.
“chan? what are you doing here?” you asked confused and he fell on his knees in front of you.
“please, come back to me,” he begged staring into your eyes, “i can’t eat, i can’t breathe, i miss you so much and i’m so sorry for the way i treated you, i don’t deserve you i know it but i love you, so much.” chan finished looking into your eyes.
he was sincere, you know it better than anyone, he meant every word he said, the problem was you didn’t know whether to forgive him and move on or keeping it that way.
“chan, you hurt me, you pushed me away and i’m scared you would do that again...” you trailed and he shook his head holding your hand delicately kissing the back of it.
“i promise i won’t do it again, and you will see that for yourself, just please come back to me. it’s so lonely without you.” he whispered and you sighed helping him stand on his feet and hugged him close to you.
your relationship wasn’t perfect, it never was, and you know it was going to take some time to fix your relationship with chan, but you were willing to risk it all for him.
Hi~ I'm so happy requests are open again, I missed your writing! Can I have SVT Scoups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Mingyu, DK reaction to a cute small GF sitting on their lap? Like no comment or anything she just walks over and sits down on top of them😂
svt + small s/o sitting on lap
➔ reaction || requested
➔ 710 words
➔ notes: fluff ; omg bless, you already put them in almost age order for me. this was a cute request!! ah, i missed writing for y'all so much. just a reminder that i make requests gn if possible <3 reblog if you liked!
SEUNGCHEOL: does not care lmfao he just settles his arms around your waist, leans back to give you space, and continues watching tv. it's not like you want him to say anything, but sometimes you hook your chin over his shoulder, looking for his attention. "i feel like i'm being obvious enough," you say, sulking. "really? couldn't tell." he smooths a hand over yours. "are you upset about something or are you here just because?" you sit up. "what, i need a reason to get your attention?" he chuckles, easing your head back down. "no, not at all. you want me to turn off the tv?" you think about it for a bit before shrugging. "i don't mind watching with you." he likes when you're in his lap like this. your weight against him is comforting, and sometimes he won't let you go when you try to get up.
JEONGHAN: his first thought is oh no, did something happen? because you tend to seek him out when you need comfort. so he puts his cheek on top of your head, hands rubbing circles into your back. it's a few minutes of this before he turns to the other cheek and sees you scrolling on your phone. "y/n??" "yeah?" "are you feeling okay?" "yeah, i'm fine. what's up?" he just straightens, baffled. you got into his lap so quietly, he thought something was wrong, but you were just chilling? "nothing." he eases back into the chair. it's not like you need a reason to do this; he's surprised because you usually talk to him while doing so. he settles his arms loosely around you and asks what you want for dinner later.
JOSHUA: likes to tease you about it. you literally can't do this without him being difficult at every step. when you try to lift his arm, he'll resist. when you try to push his chair back to make room, he'll grin and scoot closer to the table. as much as he likes it when you climb onto his lap, he can't resist messing with you because your brow furrows and you huff through your nose, impatient but not wanting to ask. "need something, love?" he purrs, dropping his chin into his palm. "no," you answer curtly. honestly, you'd rather walk away than tell him what you want, so when you're about to turn around, his expression softens and he takes your wrist to guide you down. you're grumpy about it, but you let him lean on you as he smiles like he did nothing wrong.
SEOKMIN: you do it while he's focusing on something, so he doesn't even realize he's wrapping himself around you until he tries to shift his legs and you squeak, hands grabbing onto him to keep from falling — if it wasn't for his brain registering your voice, he would've thrown you off his lap lmfao. how tf did he not notice a whole human on him? it's probably because he's so used to you that his subconscious was like yeah, okay, this is happening. "you alright?" he frowns as you adjust yourself, leaning back onto his chest. when you're done, he tucks your head under his chin, arms caging you in and making sure you don't fall. but now that he knows you're here, he can't help pressing kisses to the top of your head and occasionally pinching at your thighs.
MINGYU: there's literally another chair across the dinner table, but you decided that you'd rather sit somewhere else. "oh, hey," he says as you approach his side, thinking you wanted a quick kiss. but then you lift one of his arms. "what're you — y/n pls." he laughs once you're situated in his lap, hands hovering to make sure you don't fall. when you shift your attention back to your phone, he laughs harder. if you did this in front of other people, he'd flush, probably erupting into embarrassed giggles, but since it's just you and him, he lets the adoration show on his face, squeezing you in a tight hug before pulling back to see you fully. "what?" you finally ask when his smile doesn't falter. he runs his knuckles over your cheek. "nothing. thinking about how lucky i am, that's all."
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synopsis: “vernon gets mesmerised by the florist girl he meets on his way home.”
wc: 1k
warnings: none.
genre: florist!au, fluff, humor.
song recommendation: ready to love by seventeen, 0x1= lovesong (i know i love you) [feat. seori] by txt
a/n: this is for @ficscafe’s fic exchange event. this is written for the beautiful dani @escapewriter i hope you like it, i really enjoyed writing it🥺💗
it was a beautiful spring day and the sun was shining brightly, it was a little hot but bearable. only hansol was the only one annoyed by the atmosphere, his only problem was the couples surrounded him as he sat in the cafe drinking his coffee but soon stood up holding his coffee and left the cafe.
hansol wandered the streets looking ahead of him, the soft music playing in his ears through his headphones drowning any noise that bothered him. from the corner of his eyes he caught the sight of flowers.
he turned his head and saw a flower shop he stopped in his tracks as his eyes fell upon a girl watering the flowers with a small smile on her face, she was just as beautiful as her smile is. he took off his headphones wanting to approach her.
he walked to the flower shop blindly and stood there looking at the flowers surrounding him, he didn’t want to look like a creep, but he kept on stealing glances at you.
“welcome to the shop! can i help you?”
he heard and his eyes widened as he looked and saw the girl looking at him with a kind smile, he could’ve sworn he felt like cupid shot an arrow at him.
“uh, sure,” he said smiling back awkwardly.
“so, what’s the occasion?” you asked and he soon realised he didn’t know what to say, he blushed looking at the ground.
“i don’t know, i just,” he trailed and his eyes locked with yours waiting for him patiently to continue.
he felt his breath hitch and before he knows it, he ran out of the shop not looking behind. you looked at the mysterious boy confused but shrugged turning back to cutting the flowers.
“woah, what’s got you so flustered like that?”
that was the question hansol received once he entered the dorms he shared with his college friends seungkwan and chan.
“hansol, you okay?” seungkwan asked but hansol felt like he was about to hit his head against the wall from the frustration.
“i embarrassed myself, that’s what it is hansel groaned and chan looked at him and stopped eating.
“what? how?” he asked and seungkwan connected the pieces and let out a loud laugh causing chan to frown at him, “what are you laughing at?” he asked.
“he embarrassed himself in front of a girl! that’s what happened, am i wrong?” seungkwan asked and hansol rolled his eyes.
“wait really?! who’s this girl?!” chan asked again waiting to hear the details.
“i don’t know, she works at a flower shop that’s close to the cafe we regularly go to, but i think she goes with us to college.” hansol muttered and remembered how he ran away and huffed, “she was so nice and i was like an idiot and ran away.” he frowned and seungkwan patted his back.
“don’t worry we will help you, cheer up.” seungkwan said and hansol looked at him confused.
“how?”
chan smiled and cleared his throat getting the attention of his two friends, “i think i might have an idea.”
this was a bad idea.
that was all hansol could think about when he stepped his foot in front of the flower shop he ran from three days ago. he walked next to chan who was responsible for the idea. he saw you reading a book and chan coughed getting your attention.
“hello,” chan smiled looking around before his eyes went to yours again, “mine and my girlfriend’s anniversary is today and i was hoping you could help me.” he said and hansol looked at him with his eyebrows furrowed.
since when did chan have a girlfriend?
you smiled and stood up, “i have an idea in mind, does she have any favourite flower?” you asked and chan answered.
“lilies are her favourite.”
you went to collect the flowers and chan excused himself to go make a call leaving you alone with hansol who was panicking internally. he wanted to talk to you but his tongue was tied and he couldn’t form any words.
“are you planning on running away again?”
he heard and looked up at you, his mouth kept opening and closing trying to say something but he just couldn’t think of anything to say.
“i’m so sorry for running away like that, i must’ve wasted your time.” he apologised sincerely but you just smiled shaking your head.
“don’t apologise, i was just joking.” you said and he smiled thankfully, “but if you really wanted to talk to me you could’ve just asked for my number.” you said and he looked at you his eyes wide and a blush covering his cheeks.
“what?”
“your friend there and another one came to the shop yesterday and apologised on your behalf saying that it was just because you have a crush on me.” you blushed working on the wrapping to avoid his eyes.
hansol cursed seungkwan and chan for setting him up like that but soon got over his shock finally realising what you meant by your words.
“wait, does that mean?” he asked and you blushed looking down.
“i have seen you around the campus a lot, but i was too scared to approach you.” you admitted and hansol smiled widely. you gave him the bouquet of lilies smiling at him and said.
“here you go, my number is written on this card, text me when the clock strikes seven, i would’ve finished my shift. consider it a date.”
you left to the bathroom leaving hansol standing there dumbfounded, his smile widened and before he could leave your voice stopped him.
“don’t forget to bring the lilies with you, your friends paid for them as a gift for you.”
includes/warnings: blood?, jeonghan being dumb, uh you and jeonghan dying just because, based of the song let her go by passenger (i guess this is a songfic or whatever you call that)
summary: do you really love someone? or do you like the feeling of being in love?
note: i wanted to get something done by today and instead of doing school requirements i did this. also the summary sucks.
You only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
How do you know when you love someone?
Of course, they always remind you of the little things, your mind goes to them regularly, life feels more exciting, and more.
Well, how do you know if you don't love someone anymore?
Do you really loved them? Or do you only love the feeling of being loved? Very hard yet very easy questions.
Only know you love her when you let her go
When you love someone and they are gone from your life, for whatever reason, you feel an emptiness and a sadness as you realize how much that person meant to you.
One minute you’re on top of the world floating above the clouds and the next you hit rock bottom.
What happened that night was still very clear to Jeonghan. During your relationship with him, he wasn't exactly sure if he's feeling the same way as you, which made him conclude that he wasn't really in love with you. And so he confronted you.
The next events went fast. You suddenly ran out of the house and when he followed you, he saw red.
Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you’ll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you’ll understand why
Leaves were crumbling as he stepped on it. With a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hand, he walked to your grave.
Everything you touch surely dies
That night, Jeonghan kept running, trying to look for you. He noticed a group of people hurdling in one place. Ignoring it, he went past it when not so close to the group of people, he saw your necklace with what looked like blood.
The ambulance came. But it was too late. Your heart rate already dropped when they arrived.
Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
‘Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast
Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
‘Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep
When he saw your heart rate dropping on the monitor, that's when he knew he was too late. He was devastated, depressed. What made him more sad is the fact that he realized his love for you a little too late.
Going back to the present, he gently placed the flowers right in front of your grave. Just as he stood up straight, rain started pouring. He just smiled and looked at the sky.
"Are you still mad at me?"
When he felt the rain pour harder, his weak smile grew wider too.
"Don't worry. I will make sure I apologize sincerely. Even if that means following you to the afterlife."
He started walking away, letting the rain pour down at him, but he didn't care. He finally got to the busy road. He wasn't even turning his head. He was staring at the ground while his feet were still moving, not caring where he's going.
Just as he knew, light flashed close to him and a strong force made him lose control over his body. Jeonghan fell down, his eyes started to get blurry but he can still notice the red liquid coming from his head. Once again, he smiled.
"I'm coming, my love."
Only know you’ve been high when you’re feeling low
➔ 522 words
➔ notes: general, fluff ; heya!! was thinking about my possible future job and then my brain was like "didn't you write an au for it??" so here i am with some general headcanons from that universe <3
he was so sure he wanted to do physical therapy or something related to sports medicine back in college, but then he volunteered to tutor at a local elementary school and something in him clicked
switching into early childhood education was a process because he never considered it before he started volunteering?? so he had no idea where to even start, and yeah it took a few extra years, but it was all worth it!! when he stepped into his classroom and saw all the student desks!!!
he started in an elementary school at first and was placed with 6th graders, which is. fine. he did okay, did that for some time while he sorted out certifications. maybe it was the school??? or the area?? it didn't feel Right to him, and he couldn't put his finger on it
one day, he's taking a walk in the park when a flyer hits him in the face and he's about to put it in the recycling when the words catch his eye. a local daycare is offering up an assistant teacher position, and it's such a jump from his current grade level, but...maybe a change of environment would do him good
and it did!! he trusted his gut like when he changed majors, and next thing he knows, he's standing in a room with tables that don't reach his knees, but boy is he the happiest he's been
back when he worked half days, they gave him morning shifts, and that was fine because he could wake up at dawn and work out, head to work for a few hours, and then have the rest of the afternoon free
when they gave him afternoon shifts, he was tempted to sleep in, but working out gave him so much energy. and tbh, part of his motivation was the fact that the kids love hanging off his arms, so he had to keep up his strength
now he works full time, both morning and afternoon shifts, which means double the work as before but also double the time with kids!!! they're filled with so much curiosity and love for the world
he loves the way the smallest things make them happy. snack time is a little longer today?? wow!! it's raining so no outside play? :( but wait, the teachers are bringing out the special toys? everything's alright!!
brings that attitude in everything because life's too short to not appreciate the little things
has 100% accidentally used his teacher voice on his friends
having so many boys in a house, as big as the house is, means that there's some messes
how many times has he called out "use your walking feet" and "inside voices, friends" while half distracted at the stove or making lesson plans? too many times to count
so many of the single parents crush on him ahh he's just so sweet and his smile??? it's so SOFT, especially when he handles the children, and all his students love him. if they don't like him at first, they'll eventually warm up to him - it's the RULE. everyone must love teacher seungcheol >:(
➔ 221 words
➔ notes: i just wanted to queue some unrequested ot13 posts cuz they're short and easy to write. i'm very Tired these days, but I'll settle in soon!
jogs up to you in the hallway and tugs it closed for you. you try to whirl around in surprise, but his hands don't slip. you can only catch a glimpse of him over your shoulder. "your bag was open," he says once he finishes, patting and circling around to give you a smile. it's sweet, but you really wish he'd tell you before pulling on your bag and scaring you:
junhui, soonyoung, SEOKMIN, mingyu
he taps you on the arm as he passes. "your bag's open," he mumbles and nods at your back. "i don't think you dropped anything yet, but you should check." and before you can properly thank him, he's on his way again. you don't know if it's because he doesn't know you enough to make any more conversation, but the exchange was shorter than you'd like:
wonwoo, JIHOON, minghao, vernon
a mix of the previous two. "hey, your bag's open!" you hear him call out from behind you. before you can slip it off your shoulders, he's already at your side and pulling at the zipper. "don't worry, i got it for ya." makes sure you're all set before he goes off and you're left wondering if he does that to everyone or...well, maybe you shouldn't get your hopes up:
synopsis: “your ex runs into you after not seeing each other for three years.”
wc: 1.1k
warnings: none.
genre: angst.
songs recommendation: the night we met by lord huron, love lies by khalid & normani
you walked inside the cafe, it was crowded more than usual and you groaned internally, almost all the tables were vacant and you looked around trying to find a table for yourself. the waiter told you about a small table next to the balcony for two persons and you accepted, there was a little space between your table and the busy tables surrounding you. it felt nice to be away from the noise a little bit so you could work better on your project for college. you gave the waiter your order and grabbed your headphones playing some music and opened your laptop to begin working on your graduation project.
it was overwhelming how the years flew so fast, you still remember your first day at university now you were almost a graduate you couldn’t be happier. you know life wasn’t going to go easy on you after graduation, but you were willing to fight for your way and prove yourself.
you noticed someone standing in front of you, you took off your headphones looking up at the person in front of you. his face was hidden by a mask and he had a hood over his head.
“hello, is it possible if i sit here? i promise i won’t take long.” the man said looking at the ground.
“of course,” you nodded smiling kindly, the man sat across from you and he took his hood and mask off. your jaw dropped when you saw who the man was you gasped smiling. “oh my god, seungkwan!”
seungkwan looked at you for the first time since he arrived and a bright smile took over his soft features. “y/n! i can’t believe it, it’s been so long!” he exclaimed and you smiled nodding.
“yeah, three years. it’s been three years since we saw each other,” you said trailing looking into his eyes.
“wow, three years. it’s really been three years.” seungkwan said smiling sadly memories flooding through his head all at once.
you and seungkwan used to go to high school together, but he disappeared when he decided to be an idol, and he deserved it, he has a voice of an angel. you ran into him again and he was happy to meet someone from his old life and invited to buy you something to drink.
romance blossomed between the two of you rather quickly, despite how busy he was and how little you saw him, but you were glad to have him. he made you the happiest girl alive, and made sure you felt loved and safe around him, he took care of you, complimented you, and was there for you in your darkest hour. he was your literal guardian angel.
but you started seeing him less every day, and you felt like you were holding him back, he was guilty because he felt like you deserved better. so, the two of you decided of breaking up, it was mutual and no hard feelings were shared between you. it broke you to break up, but you know it was for the best.
“i heard you’re now a superstar, how does it feel?” you asked smiling at him to lift the atmosphere. he smiled back happy that you were interested in listening to him.
“yeah, we are preparing a comeback, so it’s a little hectic nowadays,” he explained, “jihoon hyung has been holding me and the rest of the vocal team hostages in the studio to finish recording the songs.” he chuckled and you giggled.
“how is seokmin and soonyoung doing? and the rest of the boys?” you asked smiling remembering your closest friends.
“they’re all doing good,” seungkwan replied then looked at the pile of papers in front of you and your opened laptop. “what about you? you look a little occupied.” he joked and you huffed.
“my graduation project,” you said and he smiled widely at the news.
“oh god, congratulations y/n! you’re already graduating, i feel like a missed a lot of chapters in your life,” he said a little disappointed and you nodded.
awkward silence filled the atmosphere between you two, it was strange because you remember there was never a dull moment passed between you and seungkwan when the two of you were dating. but that was different now because you two are exes.
“i’m sorry.”
seungkwan said out of the blue, you looked at him strangely and was about to ask why he was apologising but he cut you off continuing.
“i’m sorry for letting what i do come between the two of us, you were supposed to still be with me, i never wanted you to leave. you know how much i love you. i always felt like i was never good enough, but you were there to assure me when i felt like this. there were times when i needed you more than anyone else, but i couldn’t just appear out of nowhere and ruin your life. i tried to forget you, but i couldn’t.”
you blinked hearing his words, your heart broke feeling your emotions hit you all at once. seungkwan really suffered after the breakup, you weren’t the only one suffering after all.
“don’t apologise, kwan. this is neither our fault, it’s the time’s fault, we were the right people for each other but it was at the wrong time. it wasn’t easy for me either seungkwan, i had to cope with the heartbreak alone and no one was there for me. but we don’t know what the future holds, do we?” you said trying to stop your tears from falling.
seungkwan was also trying hard not to cry, so he just grabbed your pen and a paper writing down something on it and handed it back to you. you looked at the paper and saw that he wrote down his number. he wore his mask and pulled his hood over his head standing up causing you to stand up too.
“we don’t have to be dating to be in each other’s life, you have my number now. whenever you feel like you need me, don’t hesitate to call me.” seungkwan said smiling slightly behind his mask.
he opened his arms and you hugged him tightly closing your eyes inhaling his scent, he ran a hand through your hair squeezing you in his arms not wanting to let go, but he knows he had to.
“i hope one day we can be together again without any boundaries.” he said giving you one last smile before leaving the cafe.
and you knew then you will never be over boo seungkwan.
hi ! i absolutely love all your writing and i would like to request part 3 (vocal team unit) of them reacting to you having mental health issues, if that would be okay! thank you so much and have a nice day <33
svt + helping you out of mental health issues (pt. 3)
➔ reaction || requested || vocal unit
➔ warnings: implied depression || 595 words
➔ notes: slice of life; hi! hope you have a good day, too <33 i'm glad that all the parts of this prompt have been writing - it was hanging over my head for a while. pls reblog if you enjoyed!
JEONGHAN: he didn't know exactly what you were going through, but he recognized the signs and made sure to check in with you often. it's something jeonghan does for all of his friends, so to hear your mom thank him so earnestly for being there for you...it feels a little undeserved. still, he mentions that it's no big deal, just to ease your mom's gratitude, and makes a mental note to check in with you more often. you've been happier lately — that's what everyone says — but he wants to make sure you always feel supported. "you're special to me, y'know? so if you ever need me to do something, i will," he says, voice muffled against your shoulder.
JOSHUA: "and how...how've you been feeling?" joshua glances at you. why'd your cousin ask that so hesitantly? and why are you looking at him like that, like you're embarrassed about something? "i'm okay," you respond, gaze snapping away from his. "let's drop this, yeah?" "but your therapist—" you clear your throat. "i stopped seeing them almost a year ago. found something worth trying for. we'll talk about it later, alright?" his mind counts back the time and lands right at the start of your relationship. he coughs into his elbow to hide his smile about how he might be something worth trying for. if you're hiding it, he won't ask, but he's curious by what you mean.
JIHOON: "so how'd you do it?" jihoon looks up from his phone, but your sibling's eyes are still stuck on their own phone. "do what?" "get them to talk to you. i've been trying to get them to confide in someone for so long." he tilts his head. he doesn't recall doing anything special for you. just listened when you wanted to rant, held you in his arms when you didn't. everyone has burdens, and since he shares his with you and you share yours with him, he didn't think much of what was happening. "i don't know." your sibling nods, mumbling, "well, thanks for supporting them." he doesn't need to be thanked for that — loving you isn't a job or a favor.
SEOKMIN: "you're good for them," your dad says, clapping seokmin on the shoulder. "haven't seen them this alive in a while." he's a little confused by your dad's words and laughs nervously — what does that mean? he's extra worried because your dad waited for you to leave the room to say this, but when it's all explained, he wants to cry. really, he's the lucky one to have you in his life, so knowing that he's as important to you as you are to him? he feels so loved, and his affection for you grows. when you come back, he holds your hands and keeps you close and makes sure that you recognize your worth.
SEUNGKWAN: he overhears a member half-heartedly complaining about his nagging and is about to step in when he hears you chuckle. "c'mon now, you know he means well," you say, "and no matter how much you all claim to dislike it, you appreciate him." which is true, but if they could complain about him a little less, maybe he'd feel the appreciation more >:( "besides," you continue. seungkwan peeks his head around the corner to see you picking at a throw pillow thoughtfully. "the nagging actually helped me snap out of bad habits. i owe him more than he realizes." he doesn't know what you're talking about, but he hopes you know he owes a lot to you as well.
*tries to do a backflip, falls on face, then proceeds to stand up like nothing happened* HI AERIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you already KNOW what im about to request... can you do bullet point joshua x reader (college au if u want? with a hint of reader as a music major bc we need more MUSIC MAJOR REP!!!!!), and joshua has like a HUGE CRUSH on the reader and he's always so Embarrassed and he does dumb things bc of his crush and the reader aLSO likes them and then end up getting together <3 MEET CUTE TIME BABEY! - ai
ps: please write whatever u feel is necessary i don't have a lot in mind so do whatever u want with the request ill be happy with anything !!!! i love ur writing thank u sm <3
musicmajor!joshua
➔ au!ramble || requested || college!au
➔ 1305 words
➔ notes: fluff, slice of life ; hi ai!! hopefully there's not too many inaccuracies in this - i'm just basing it on my brief stint as a vocal student and my boyfriend's college experience (he was a music major with a hardcore schedule). they didn't end up together, but they ended up closer oops, but i hope you like it anyway <3
ok so the only reason you two run into each other at all is because you're both music majors. not that music majors can't have other friends, but y'all spend so much time in the practice rooms, you forget what fresh air smells like
you and josh have different classes, though. he's a music history major with a focus on guitar and vocals, and you're a music education major specializing in piano — so not much overlap in classes, but one thing you and the rest of the department have in common?
the need for practice rooms
you k n ow the uni has the budget to build more, but they won't. renovations? even less likely. you swear the weird stain on the carpet is older than you are, and at this point, you feel emotionally connected to it
it's been with you through almost every breakdown so far — something even your best friend can't say is true for them
though you've seen josh around campus, the first time you ever really interact with him is when you're about to throw hands over the last free practice room
long story short: the music department is Messy. you think there would be some kind of order when it comes to sign ups considering how in demand they are, but there are No Rules
you, as a rather tech savvy student, signed up for this room on the website. josh, as a social butterfly who has no problem talking to professors, asked for this room through his advisor. who then made some kind of written permission form that shouldn't override the fact that your name was registered first
and after an argument that i won't write because it's not important, josh realizes that he left his sheet music in his other folder, the one he left at his friend's dorm, so he has to give up anyway?? you want to rub it in his face so bad, but he actually looks upset, so the kindness in your heart settles for patting his shoulder and saying, "better luck next time, buddy </3"
but like, why does he need a practice room???? this question bothers you for days. he does guitar and vocals. he can literally do that anywhere whereas you can't really lug a piano around??
case in point: he's currently sitting atop a picnic table and doing an acoustic cover of some radio pop song, surrounded by a few other students studying or vibing
you're not brave enough to plop down with them, so you settle at a nearby table and start studying with his voice and music as background noise
but then the music stops and you see josh's sneakers out of the corner of your eye
"hey! y/n, right? from last week?"
"yes?" ok what did he want lol a rematch??? a real fight????
he has this boyish grin, and since he's standing over you, the sunlight shining down gives him a bit of a halo, and as you're squinting, you realize that he's kinda,,,,cute. a little. maybe you're just missing human interaction
he sticks out a hand. "i'm josh. i totally didn't recognize your name at first, but aren't you the one who performed at orientation?"
"yes..." wait now that you think about it— "weren't we in the same orientation group??"
omfg in your defense, three years is a LONG time and your graduating class is huge and joshua really bloomed since then. so did you, you like to think
"we were!"
and he just,,,,,,stands there. you wait to see if he has another question before waving at your notebook
"well, i'm gonna get back to reading?"
cool. you think that's the last of him, but n o. he keeps popping up randomly?? did you always share these study spaces? do you really cross paths between classes so often??? or are you able to pick out his face now because you're looking for him in crowds? the world may never know
the wariness you initially felt around him fades quickly. it's hard to keep up the unfriendliness when his whole body lights up as he waves at you, no matter how far away you are
one time he waves so excitedly, he knocks his soda can off the outdoor table, and you shouldn't laugh — you really shouldn't — but the way he goes from happy to utterly distraught has you in stitches
you buy a new soda from the vending machine next to you and walk it over
"can't have chicken without cola, right?" you say, amused
"of course not. you need the soda to cut the grease." he waves to the seat next to him. "wanna join me? i bought enough to save for dinner later, but i'm thinking of ordering something else instead."
sure, you're free.
"i'll pay you for what i eat."
"don't worry about that!! think of it as thanks for the soda."
now that you're actually talking to him...he's a super fun conversation partner? he's silly and kind, not the attention hungry popular type you expected
"are you doing anything else today?"
"i was planning to go practice." but you're so full. a nap sounds really good now. it's warm enough to make you lazy. "what about you?"
"my friend's doing a cover and needs a guitar instrumental, so i was gonna head over and record something for him." and there must have been something in your eyes when he looks at you because he grins. "do you want to come watch?"
you really should practice, but you've been practicing so much lately. to the point where you can close your eyes and swear you hear muffled sounds of another musician in the room beside you
"okay."
which is probs the biggest mistake of the semester because now that you're watching josh be serious, sitting on a chair and playing guitar into a microphone, you realize how attractive he is? like he's always been good looking DUH but something about a hard working man...
"thanks, dude, that sounds great," his friend jihoon says, throwing him a thumbs up. "someone else was supposed to come do backing vocals for me, but they just cancelled."
"oh, i can do that, too, if you want?"
"that's a lot — are you sure?"
"yeah, no problem." josh looks at you. "am i holding you up, y/n? sorry, if you're busy, we can head out now."
"no, no, no." you shake your hands. "do what you gotta do. i like watching the process. never really get to see what happens in recording studios."
"oh?" jihoon looks up and waves you over. "you can sit here with me then. i'll show you what i do."
and if you glanced back as you made your way over, you'd notice josh's displeased frown aimed right at jihoon's amused eyebrow raise
but you don't care about that — you're amazed at all the buttons and sliders at jihoon's work station!! wow!!! jihoon lets you marvel over everything, patiently explaining what it all does, while josh is in the booth drumming his fingers on the stand like.......ok can we start so i can get them away from you
tbh it's because jihoon sees the way josh looks at you that he's doing this. this pretty boy has been dragging his feet on getting to know you, even though he's had a crush ever since you played at orientation — a crush he brushed off only to be hit full force again three years later. maybe an outside force will push him to do something, anything
so even if jihoon has to deal with josh's grumpiness, he'll stick with it for as long as it takes
but — he glances over at how your eyes widen as josh sings — it's probably safe to say that it won't be long
i don't know if you're accepting requests now but i just read your svt fighting with their s/o one and i absolutely loved it!
i would like to request a part 2 with hoshi, dokyeom, the8 and jun if possible! thank you & have a nice day :)
svt + fighting with their s/o (pt. 2)
➔ reaction || requested
➔ warnings: arguing || 1019 words
➔ notes: angst, hurt/little comfort? ; oh yessss, i actually really loved the first fighting one, so i'm glad there's an opportunity for a part 2. it gives me the chance to be a little more serious. like before, these reactions were written with a super serious argument in mind, so there's more Drama. i know vids of them describing their stressed/angry habits exist, but i simply Do Not See 😌
JUNHUI: i'm ngl, he's the hardest for me to place right now. he's probably really into using his arms to widen his stance, like placing his hands along the kitchen counter or the back of the couch or on a desk. something about making himself look bigger makes him also feel more confident because his first instinct is usually to fold himself in, blend into the crowd, but not this time. when he argues, he nods a lot, going "okay. okay. mhm hm. alright." sarcastically to all of your statements, and if he wasn't so focused on not using his hands, he'd probably be gesturing wildly. "can you stop doing that?" you huff. his terse sounds of agreement are pissing you off, especially since he's not actually agreeing with anything you're saying. "mhm, yeah," he says, followed by yet another nod, and that's honestly more annoying than what the argument is. "it's like, i'm not...i just don't—" "can you use your words?" he frowns. he stumbles when his mouth doesn't work as fast as his brain, and it sucks when you point it out because he's normally so well-spoken. "what, now you're going to nitpick how i argue?" making up with junhui isn't easy, despite him being the type to get over things by himself, because he gets so in his head about how things went, playing it over and over while he's alone. might ask advice from his friends, but he's so embarrassed about things that he'll avoid you until one of you figures that enough's enough. prefers forgetting it all happened.
SOONYOUNG: his warmth is just...gone. it's almost scary how quickly he shuts down in the face of conflict, how serious he gets. i feel like fights are rare with him because he's very attentive to your moods. he somehow knows exactly how to diffuse your mood and never lets things escalate, but there are days where his patience is tested and arguing is unavoidable, and when that happens, he's another one who strikes where it hurts. his perceptiveness is a double-edged sword, after all; on one hand, you appreciate how he seems to anticipate your needs and how he can practically read your mind, but on the other hand, because he knows how to build you up, he knows exactly how to tear you down. you press your lips together. "take that back right now," you say, voice suddenly even. he inhales, and from his stricken expression, he knows he went too far. he sighs before opening his arms. "okay. i'm sorry, i didn't want it to be like this." he can't say that he didn't mean to hurt you because it was his intention, but the words you threw at him had the same malice. you step into his hug. "i'm sorry, too." both of you need time to cool down, but he doesn't like doing it in separate rooms unless you really insist. he prefers keeping you close, keeping you in his arms, to make sure you're okay.
SEOKMIN: his voice is already naturally loud. when he's upset, it gets even louder, like his body is trying to expel all the energy manifesting under his skin, and his face gets red with all the emotions swirling in his chest. he might start unbuttoning his shirt or pulling at the collar because it feels like it's strangling him and wow, is the room getting hotter or is he just getting angrier? "it's not because i'm trying to argue with you," you begin, but he cuts you off with a harsh laugh, waving at the air. "this isn't arguing?" he snaps, eyes flashing. "what do you call this then? if this isn't—" his volume is starting to give you a headache. your fingers fly to your temples as your eyes squeeze shut. "can you shut up for two seconds? i literally can't even hear myself think! i just...please, seokmin." he growls at that, but he does quiet down. you both take deep breaths, and it's only in the ringing silence that you realize how deafening your shouts must have been. and when he sees how bad your grimace is, he frowns and leaves the room to give you some space. you both hate fighting with each other, so when you're ready to talk again, at a normal volume, he buries his face in your shoulder and cries about how apologetic he is. you thread your fingers through his hair and apologize, too.
MINGHAO: small arguments are rare. big arguments are even rarer because as soon as his emotions start mounting, he's really good at removing himself from the situation to think about it. i think the only way you get a big fight from him is when he's trapped with no escape, and even then, he tries to block his ears, meditate, blast music through his headphones — anything to put space between you because he's going to say something he regrets, he knows it. you mistake this for aloofness. "what," you scoff, leaning back against the passenger door. you're in traffic, and this is the perfect time to pick a fight about...tbh, you don't even remember anymore. "you can't be bothered to speak to me?" his grip on the steering wheel tightens. "y/n, i told you. we'll talk about it later, okay? not when we're both stressed out like this." you throw your hands into the air, accidentally hitting the roof. his eyes dart over in concern, but he meets your angry gaze and looks away again. "you always say that. we'll talk later, we'll talk later. do we ever? or are you just running away from conflict??" he's biting his tongue before he explodes on you. if he does, all it takes is a little fresh air for you two to calm down. honestly, i feel like it's kinda your fault for worsening the situation when he's trying so hard to prevent it. luckily, making up happens quickly, and you're both not the type to bring up old fights in new ones, so it's water under the bridge.
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➔ notes: i just wanted to queue some unrequested ot13 posts cuz they're short and easy to write. i'm very Tired these days, but I'll settle in soon!
jogs up to you in the hallway and tugs it closed for you. you try to whirl around in surprise, but his hands don't slip. you can only catch a glimpse of him over your shoulder. "your bag was open," he says once he finishes, patting and circling around to give you a smile. it's sweet, but you really wish he'd tell you before pulling on your bag and scaring you:
junhui, soonyoung, SEOKMIN, mingyu
he taps you on the arm as he passes. "your bag's open," he mumbles and nods at your back. "i don't think you dropped anything yet, but you should check." and before you can properly thank him, he's on his way again. you don't know if it's because he doesn't know you enough to make any more conversation, but the exchange was shorter than you'd like:
wonwoo, JIHOON, minghao, vernon
a mix of the previous two. "hey, your bag's open!" you hear him call out from behind you. before you can slip it off your shoulders, he's already at your side and pulling at the zipper. "don't worry, i got it for ya." makes sure you're all set before he goes off and you're left wondering if he does that to everyone or...well, maybe you shouldn't get your hopes up:
you stood on top of the hill, admiring the scenery that still looked as stunning as the first time you saw it five years ago. everything looked straight out of a fairy tale, and you couldn't be more thankful to be able to come here every week just to relax. the grass was a vibrant green, colourful flowers scattered across the ground. the sun high and bright in the sky, with birds chirping happily in the distance. everything was simply breathtaking.
but there was also the wind, which was abnormally strong today. In fact, strong might be a slight understatement, because you could barely open your eyes. the sunglasses that sat dangerously on top of your head were at great risk of flying off at any moment, the scarf tied around your neck trying to break free as well.
most people enjoy strong breezes, especially on a hot summer's day. you however would come to be pretty annoyed with the unwavering gale. settling down underneath a tree, you attempt to lay out the blanket, but to no avail. you grumble and groan as you try to lay out the increasingly annoying piece of fabric. hearing someone delightfully laughing at your predicament as the blanket flaps up and completely covers your kneeling figure.
you try to fight against the huge flimsy cloth but quickly give up as two hands come and grasp the sides of the blanket, pulling it down and away from you. you huff out in defeat as you watch your savior grab a bottle of orange juice and rest it on the corner of the blanket, keeping it in place. you grab the huge picnic basket and set it on the opposite corner. after your bags are placed on the rest of the corners, keeping the blanket pinned down, for now, you finally sigh in relief.
"now that wasn't so hard, was it?" came the teasing voice. grumbling you shove the boy as he snickers, that stupid smirk on his face. "shut up, jihoon, it was a two-man job. you wouldn't be able to do it alone either," you mutter and move to grab the sandwiches out of the basket.
"oh i definitely could, the next time a borderline tornado arrives i'll set out the blanket," jihoon retorts, the smirk only growing bigger as he elbows you, causing you to almost drop the plate of sandwiches.
"hey! watch out mister! this is lunch!" you squeal as you quickly set down the plate to prevent an accident from actually happening. jihoon giggles and crawls over to where the orange juice is and lifts up the bottle before hurriedly sitting on the blanket. catching the cups that you roll over to him, he pours a generous amount into both cups.
you carefully take the cups and set them down safely as jihoon moves back over next to you, having once again successfully used the orange juice bottle to pin the blanket down. leaning back against the tree, jihoon munches on a sandwich and relaxes as he watches as the clouds drift by. the sky’s the most beautiful he'd ever seen so far in his two decades on this earth, and he was grateful to be able to experience this with you.
as much as he teased you and got on your nerves, you knew he loved you, and you loved him too. neither of you knew what would become of yourself without the other by your side, and the chemistry and understanding you had with each other was something no one else could replace nor replicate. you were grateful to have met him in this life, and hoped you two would be together in the next and forever on as well.
"aaah," you coo playfully as you lift a piece of watermelon to jihoon's lips. he raises his brow at you before pointedly turning away from the fruit. "no!" he exclaims, equally playful. you giggle and furrow your brows, pretending to be annoyed. "jihoon, you have to eat your fruits," you insist sternly, shoving the fruit further into his face.
jihoon huffs and turns away even more, though neither of you anticipate jihoon's shoulder knocking the fork out of your hand. "OH GOD-" "now look what you did you stubborn mule, if you had simply eaten the watermelon-" before you could finish your nagging, jihoon pokes at your sides with the fork, the piece of watermelon stuffed in his mouth.
"this was my favourite shirt," he whines, looking at the faint red stain of the watermelon juice on his white t-shirt. you shriek and roll over in an attempt to get away as he continues to poke you, but to your horror, you manage to knock over your glass of juice in the process.
your t-shirt was now stained in orange juice, and you turned to look at the laughing male in disbelief. he catches your gaze and winks, "at least we still have matching shirts, they're just a bit more… fruity." "JIHOON-" you laugh out, still in shock as you throw the pack of tissue at his face.
"WHAT? I'M NOT WRONG," he exclaims, an offended look on his face as he plucks out a few pieces of tissues and attempts to wipe the juice off his shirt. you grab the tissues from him and try to dry your shirt as well, knowing you'd have to rinse the clothing to fully remove all the juice. luckily, you had finished most of your juice before it spilled, so you weren't completely drenched right now.
"hey, wanna give this a try before the wind disappears?" jihoon asks, grabbing one of the big plastic bags and stepping off the blanket. feeling excitement bubble up, you nod and hurriedly down his orange juice and follow him. he looked at you, offended once again by the betrayal. you giggle and shrug, "you made me spill my juice."
he simply sighs and turns his attention back to the bag. getting impatient, you start to poke jihoon like how he did to you just now, urging him to hurry up while you jump up and down, practically vibrating from excitement. "don't rush me, mx i-cant-lay-out-the-picnic-blanket-because-the-wind-was-fighting-me," he says sarcastically and you groan. "just drop it will you, we've never had such a strong wind before," you whine, holding your face in your hands.
"alright, alright. here, take this," jihoon replies, handing you a butterfly-shaped kite. you watch as jihoon takes out the sunflower-shaped one, his expression mirroring your excitement. placing the kite on the ground, you unravel some string from the reel as jihoon does the same. you let a giggle slip as you look at jihoon. with his smile wide as ever, you nod and the both of you start running downhill, screams of joy erupting from your chests.
the kites manage to fly on the first try and you're delighted as you dance around, the reel tightly grasped in your hand. "race you!" jihoon yells, and you screech at him as he takes off without waiting for you. you follow suit, occasionally turning to run backwards to watch the colourful kites fly in the air. the feeling was thrilling, and you doubt you would ever forget about this ecstatic moment.
after spending most of the afternoon racing with the wind, the both of you finally settle back down under the tree, completely exhausted. jihoon flops onto his back and you lay on his chest, closing your eyes and drifting off to sleep while listening to his steady heartbeat.
he strokes your hair softly, enjoying the ever-persistent breeze as he once again watches the clouds drift by. closing his eyes, he hums a soft tune, a song that he always had subconsciously associated with you. his mind turns hazy as the tune slowly turns softer and softer until it's completely silent. he dreams of playing in a flower field with you at sunset, the wind once again softly caressing your cheeks, the sounds of your laughter filling the air, and everything feels just right.
