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hello! we're cassia (@levitatingchickens) and haniel (@renjunniesmoomin).

[dreaminjuns]

[5:00 AM] Mornings. You hated mornings. You untangled yourself from Kun’s arms and padded over to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, you sighed at the sight. Your hair? A mess. Your face? Sporting a double chin at the moment. Your tummy? Bloated. With a newfound purpose, you flew around your shared bathroom, washing your face, doing your hair, getting on some pink lip tint- “Babe… do you want pancakes with blueberries or chocolate chips? Your choice.” You froze and turned to look at your boyfriend. Kun was already dressed and had an apron draped over the front of the school uniform. “God you are perfect,” You mumbled as you crossed the tile and kissed him on the cheek. “I think I will choose blueberry. How does that sound? ” Kun chuckled. “Anything for you babydoll. ”

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[2:00 AM] The pitter-patter of rain mixed in with the soft sound of your footsteps as you and Jeno slow danced together. The “i love you”s and the “i love you more”s harmonized as the slow movements sent you both into a sleepy trance before you both lay down and slowly went to sleep.

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[6:32 AM]: you hear a soft thud as jaemin not-so gracefully climbs through your bedroom window, on to the roof. you shiver slightly as he sidles up to you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and entangling his fingers with yours.

you lean in and settle down comfortably, armed with blankets so you and jaemin can watch the sunrise together.

the sun is spectacular. golden rays of light catch in the treetops and the clouds, scattering streaks of pink and lavender across the skies. lying in jaemin’s arms, you know that this moment is one that will last forever.

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[2:00 AM] The soft snores in your ear wake you up as Renjun pulls you closer into his hug, barrying his face in your neck.

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[7:08 PM] The dizzy tunes of slowed Lana del Rey and The Neighbourhood played softly through the echo dot as the fat drops of rain pelted and steamed up the windows of the apartment. The taste of hot cocoa on your tongue, the warmth of your sweater, the fuzziness of your blanket- everything seemed fine... perfect... well almost. You wrapped yourself tighter with the fuzzy pastel blue blanket your best friend Yangyang gave you... well best friend was an odd word now, right?

Two minutes earlier you had gathered up the courage... the courage to ask your best friend of five years if he would like to be your date to homecoming. The conversation had started normal- him asking about your day, you asking about his, going over the various loads of homework you both had, all until... well when you possed the question. Just as the worries began to eat away at all of your hope and panic began to settle into your bones, you heard the door ring.

“Hello?” Your voice, muffled from the blanket, was only met with another ring from your doorbell.

Sighing you went over and opening the door, you felt your heart sink. “Yangyang, I know we have been friends for a long time and if you-” Before you could finish your sentence, he cut you off with a kiss, surprising both of you with his confidence. Blushing, he backed away and chuckled. “I would be honoured.”