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Love in Translation (SuhoxYou) - Part Two

Title: Love in Translation Group: EXO Pairing: Suho x You Description: Your first trip to Korea started out as a complete hell until a stranger crossed your path and made it his mission to give you the best experience you’d ever have. Authors note: Sorry it took so long to update this, I have written a few chapters ahead of time so updates will be more frequent.

Honestly, your decision to go with the random stranger was the perfect set up to one of two scenarios often seen in movies and dramas. Either this kind stranger was the hero you needed at that very moment, or this man had ulterior motives that would only end up in misfortune. You hoped for the first, though. 

You kept your eyes on the ground as you followed the pace of the young man who escorted you with his umbrella shielding both of you from the rain. For the most part, you were willing yourself to stop shivering as the cold and exhaustion was coursing through every muscle of your body, adding to the nerves that the stranger caused you and the sadness you had expressed with tears earlier made you feel like a complete mess. 

Suho had made sure to keep the umbrella up to cover you from the rain completely, adjusting his step to match yours for comfort as he stole secret glances from time to time. He took quite a risk, he realized that. What if someone did recognize him, took pictures and aired it on social media? Any news outlet would pay good money for a scandal involving any of the members after all. He wasn't even sure if you were really just a lost tourist or a fan who took this change to spent time with their idol, with an ulterior motive obviously. So far you hadn't responded like someone with the latter's mindset would, which came as a relief. 

He observed your side profile for as much as possible, though you had your eyes fixated on the ground in front of you, he could clearly tell you had been crying for a while before he found you. There was a lot of emotion you had tried to hide, he recognized it though he couldn't quite place what. The streetlights were reflecting off your skin, almost illuminating it like pure silk. 

As you reached the coffee shop, Suho reached out to hold the door open for you, still keeping the umbrella above your head even though this meant rain was now soaking up his shoulder. You have him a timid nod in thanks before passing him inside, the warmth a welcome gift against your skin as the aroma of freshly ground coffee beans filled your senses. Suho followed after you, disposing of the umbrella by the door before leading the way to a table in the back. 

"Do you like coffee?" He asked as he reached into his pocket to get his card, "It's my treat." 

Coffee wasn't necessarily your favorite hot beverage but you didn't hate it either. Honestly, at this point, anything would do you good as long as it helped warm up your body. But before you could answer, he already snapped his fingers as an idea came to mind.

"No, wait here. I have a better idea!" Though you couldn't see it, Suho had a wide smile underneath his face mask as he quickly made his way over to the counter to place his order.

Letting out a soft and shaky sigh, you pulled out your phone and pressed the power button, praying that some miracle would turn it on but no such luck. You were just hoping your phone had just run out of battery and needed to be charged to be able to work again.

Suho returned with the buzzer in hand, taking a seat opposite of you. His eyes scanned the area for a moment before finally deciding to take off his mask and hat, running his finger through his darkened hair, there were still hints of hairspray left behind from the performance earlier that day.

You stared at him for a moment, with the lighting of the coffee shop you had a perfect view of his appearance. His eyes seemed even kinder and brighter than they did before, his roundish yet prominent jawline now finally revealed, his lips curled into a familiar smile. It took you a few moments to realize who this kind stranger really was, but the moment you did only make you feel less comfortable. What luck you had to cross paths with the one and only Kim Junmyeon - better known as Suho - the leader of the idol group EXO. 

There was a moment where you mentally scolded yourself for not recognizing him earlier, you were no stranger to the KPOP scene and you had to have been living under a rock if you didn't know who EXO was. People would die for a chance to meet even one of them and here you were, sitting across from him looking like an absolute mess after making a fool out of yourself by crying like a little kid. 

Suho took note of your reaction as he took off his disguise, his breath stopping for a moment wondering if you had recognized him and wondering how you were going to react next. But he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle as he noticed the color flushing on your cheeks. He cleared his throat softly before holding out his hand towards you. "Ah... I suppose I should introduce myself, right? My name is Junmyeon."

You kept staring at him, the fact that he introduced himself with his real name felt strange. You figured he probably wanted to avoid drawing attention, it did explain why he had disguised himself in the first place. Or maybe he wanted to make you feel comfortable by continuing on first - real - name basis. Realizing how stupid you must have looked and how uncomfortable you must have made him by staring, you finally reached out to shake his hand. "M-my name is (Y/N)... "

"(Y/N)?" He repeated, the sound of your name had never been as beautiful as the moment it came out of his mouth. Again his lips curled into a kind smile as he let out a soft hum. "That's a beautiful name."

"Thank you, my parents picked it." You blurted out, it was somewhat of an automated defense mechanism you used whenever boys tried to pick you up with lame pick up lines. Biting your lip, you glanced aside in embarrassment as you scolded yourself mentally once more.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips, he appreciated the lameness of your comment as it fell right into his genre of humor that unfortunately not a lot of people shared. A soft buzzing sound broke the awkward silence as the buzzer in his hand started flashing, indicating that his order was ready to pick up. He excused himself as he headed to the front.

"My parents picked it?" You repeated to yourself in a sneer, reaching up to pat your cheeks with both your hands. As if you hadn't been making a fool out of yourself enough, you had to go and say something stupid while a simple thank you would have been enough. "Idiot..."

"Ahhh, here we go..." Suho's cheerful voice drew your attention back as he returned with two giant cups of hot chocolate and whipped cream, looking extra proud as he placed one of them in front of you before taking a seat. "Nothing better to warm you up, right?" 

"A-ah... Thank you, Junmyeon-shi..." You nodded your head humbly as your hands wrapped around the cup, welcoming the warmth it radiated. Another awkward silence filled the space between you two as you just stared at your beverage, what was a person supposed to say in such a situation?  

"So... if you don't mind me asking..." Suho finally spoke up, though he sounded hesitant. "Why were you out there in the rain all by yourself?" He chose not to add the detail of you crying since he didn't feel like prying too much and he assumed it was only going to make you feel uncomfortable if he did. He didn't want to ask at all at first, believing that it was none of his business and feeling that by escorting you to a warm and dry place and paying for a drink was enough generous meddling since the two of you were still strangers, but he couldn't help but wonder the reason why. 

"I... Got lost..." You muttered softly, glancing up at him briefly before turning back to the hot chocolate in front of you, your lips curling into a soft pout without realizing it. "And then I panicked and got lost even more..."

There was something endearing about the way you answered his question, the way your lips curled into that childlike pout and the way your voice danced with the words, the vocalisation still sharp as your accent shone through, your knowledge of the language had returned for the most part and he hadn't even realized the two of you had continued your conversation in Korean, and  Suho couldn't help himself but smile as he stared at you. As you were seemingly absorbed in thought, he continued to take in your appearance. Though your eyes were puffy from crying, your hair messy due to the rain and whatever stress you had been under, it only added to the beauty of your somewhat exotic appearance which entranced him. "Cute..."

Your eyes shot up as you glanced at him, staring at him with a doe-like expression wondering if you heard him correctly. 

He quickly cleared his throat, "I mean... Was that why you were crying?"

"No." You replied promptly. At least, that wasn't the only reason you were crying, you might have felt lost and hopeless at that moment but it was just every odd stacking against you that pushed you over the edge. If anything, the reason you were crying out of misery was due to the disappointment - regret even. "I just... realized I should never have come here..."

"To the river?"

"To Korea."

Suho's smile dropped as he fixated his gaze on you, curious to figure out why. Living in the country for all of his life, he was proud of South Korea. Though like all natives in every country, he couldn't really see the charm of ordinary daily things as much as visitors did, he knew it was a very popular place to visit so it surprised him to hear you say your had regrets coming over."How come?"

"It's nothing like I imagined it to be... Everyone I have met so far has been very unkind towards me and I feel so uncomfortable and alone... People pushing and pulling and laughing... Ah.... I guess I am just disappointed." It wasn't like you had expected to be like in the Korean drama's, you didn't expect it to be a perfect country filled with happiness and beauty. Every country had their downsides and you were realistic in realizing you would have a hard time fitting in as a foreigner, but never had you expected something you admired and loved to bite you in the butt as much as it did.

You glanced up to meet his pensive frown before lifting up your cup and taking a sip of the hot chocolate, welcoming the sweet and warm liquid dancing over your taste buds before swallowing it down. You made sure not to make a mess of yourself with the whipped cream to avoid even further awkwardness. 

"I'm sorry to hear that... I wish your experience would have been better..." He meant that from the bottom of his heart. He knew how exciting visiting new places was, especially after dreaming about visiting, so to be left empty-handed and disappointed was painful. "Did you come here alone?"

"I did... Like an idiot."

"You're not an idiot."

"Easy for you to say, you don't even know me." Again you bit your tone as your remark came out more bitter than you had intended. Here you were, accompanied by one of the industry's leading idols who was sacrificing his time to comfort you and trying his best to make you feel better and you just snapped at him for no reason.

"I'd like to..." He muttered softly before taking a sip of his hot chocolate. He still wasn't sure if you had recognized him fully, though your first reaction had given him a pretty good idea that you did. But you didn't seem like a crazy fangirl and that made him feel a lot more comfortable. There was something about you that kept him interested, that wanted to know more about you and made him forget about all of the frustrations he felt earlier. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself?"

"I... I don't want to waste your time, I'm really not that interesting..." Like someone like him would really be interested in getting to know such a foreign mess such as yourself. You had already stolen enough of his time as was. "You seem like an interesting person to me... I'd like to--" His words got cut off by the sound of a phone ringing, you noticed his jaw clenching as he reached for his phone and checked the caller ID. "Excuse me..."

It had been Kyungsoo calling him, he had been gone for a good while now after storming out of the van and he was starting to get worried. It was unlike Suho to express his frustration in the way that he did and even less like him to just run off in that way. It probably was time he headed back to the dorm, anyway.

You finished your hot chocolate by the time Suho got back from his phone call and hoped he had forgotten about you telling more about yourself. You couldn't help but feel your heart drop slightly as he explained he had to go home but not before he made sure you found your way back. You told him where you were staying, which was closer to your location than you had originally realized but since it was still raining you only asked him to point you to the nearest subway station.

"Maybe it's better to take a taxi there," Suho decided, not even waiting for you to answer as he hailed the first vacant taxi that passed you as the two of you were now standing outside huddled under the umbrella. 

"Oh, that's okay... I-I can just take the subway."

"It's fine, I need to pass that way to get home anyway so might as well share a ride, right?" Again, there was a gentleness in his words as he flashed you a bright smile. The taxi had already stopped in front of you and he opened the door like a gentleman. Your cheeks flushed slightly, as you once again nodded your head in gratitude before sliding into the car.

The road to your guesthouse was awkward, though the driver had turned on the radio, there wasn't a sound loud enough to break the awkward silence between the two of you. Suho wasn't quite sure what to talk about since he barely knew you and exhaustion was slowly taking over your mind, the only thing you could think about was the comfort of your bed. 

As the taxi came to a stop, you reached for your wallet to pay for your fair up until this point but Suho was quick to shake his head. "Don't worry about it, I'll pay."

"No, that's okay. How much is it."

"Zero."

"Junmyeon-sshi..."

"(Y/N)-sshi..." Suho repeated in the same tone of voice you just spoke to him, teasing you slightly as he refused to let you pay for the ride.

You stubbornly turned to the driver, "Excuse me, how much is it up to this point?"

"Zero." Suho quickly spoke before the driver could, glaring towards the man in the front seat who quickly turned around without a single word.

You let out a soft, frustrated sigh. Though you appreciated the generosity and knew paying for the ride would barely scratch his bank account seeing as he was rumored to be quite a rich person, you still felt bad for having a basically total stranger pay for you.

"Fine... Thank you very much for your generosity, I don't know how I would be able to repay you for your kindness." You bowed your head towards him politely.

"It's no problem at all, (Y/N)-sshi..." He smiled back, nodding his head in acknowledgment. "I hope you'll get to make some fond memories during your stay."

"I hope so too..." You replied before getting out of the car, shutting the door behind you and watching as the taxi drove off, waving them goodbye before heading for your guesthouse.

You made your way to your room almost immediately, barely taking the time to greet the keepers of the guesthouse. Your entire body was aching, screaming for warmth and comfort, debating whether to take a hot shower first but ultimately deciding to just crash for the night as you never felt this drained in your life. Speaking of drained, now that you were back in your room you could finally charge your phone and hope it would-- 

"Shit."

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Love in Translation (SuhoxYou) - Part One

Title: Love in Translation Group: EXO Pairing: Suho x You Description: Your first trip to Korea started out as a complete hell until a stranger crossed your path and made it his mission to give you the best experience you’d ever have. Authors note: This is a story that has plagued my mind. It might be a rough start and I hate writing descriptions because I can never get the right summary, kekeke.

Also, yay!! first post!!

The sky had turned dark in a mere blink of an eye as heavy drops poured down. It felt like mere minutes ago that you had been waving a fan around in a desperate attempt to cool down as you had been searching for a bit of shade. But you were glad rain was pouring down on you, it washed away the tears that were streaming from your eyes.

Today had been a hell of a ride - in every negative sense of the word. Since coming to Korea, you had so many things you looked forward to but your expectations and reality couldn’t have been more different. You had always heard that Koreans were polite, helpful, patient and kind especially towards foreigners but so far all the people you had met were rude, impatient and unwilling to help. You had been wandering around Seoul for what felt like hours, lost and without a clue how to get back home. You tried asking people for directions but they were either unable to understand English or unwilling to take their time and explain slowly so you could understand with the minimum knowledge you had of the language. You had been wandering around for so long without a clue that you ended up somewhere near the Han river with both sides looking like a million miles of endless walking without light or guidance, a surefire way to get lost even more.

You glanced down at your throbbing knee, the rain washing away some of the blood that had poured down after taking an unfortunate tumble down some stairs in her lost frenzy back when there were still people remotely around. The pushing as they rushed past you caused you to lose your balance and miss a step, sending you down onto the concrete ground. People stared at you, some slightly shocked while others didn’t even consider hiding their amusement. You could just hear them laughing at you, that stupid foreigner they must have thought. And no one even considered asking if you were alright. The pain of the fall, combined with the embarrassment and the anxiety of being lost and alone in an unfamiliar country that so far failed to live up to your expectations made it hard for you to swallow your tears, you were actually thankful you managed to wander away from the people, though you were still helpless and lost but at least no one was around to laugh at you.

Stumbling to the nearest bench shelter that overlooked the Han river as you plopped down on the bench, you felt the water ooze out of every fiber, your entire body screaming as they started to ache from the cold and the endless moving around. The river reflected the lights of the city in the distance as tiny circles formed whenever the raindrops hit the mirror-like surface. It was so peaceful, so beautiful… The moment of relaxation prompted you to let go of the misery you had been swallowing down and broke down in sad sobs.

Even your phone - normally your trusted sidekick in all of your adventures - had let you down. You had no signal to make calls with to get a taxi, no wifi to use apps or look up directions on how to get to the nearest station. The battery had been running low faster than usual as the attempts you had made to get some information had been eating energy, but halfway down the path near the river, the rain started to pour down and as expected with electric devices the phone decided to shut down. It would be a miracle if it ever turned on again, it probably had a lot of water damage to deal with now.

“God, I am so stupid… ” You muttered to yourself in between cries as you buried your face in your hands. Why did you ever think this was a good idea? Traveling to the other side of the world by yourself without so much as a decent preparation. Your impulsive behavior had often gotten you into to trouble but never into something you couldn’t fix. But this was just a step too far, even for you.

“Gwaenchanh-a?” A somewhat muffled voice spoke up out of nowhere which startled you, your heart making a slight leap as you turned towards the figure that had silently snuck up on you, though probably with the intention of hiding from the rain as well. His hair was hidden beneath a black cap that now had water dripping down from the rim as the lower part of his face was hiding underneath an equally dark and damp face mask. His eyebrows were knitted into a soft frown as he stared down at her.

“A-ah… ” You nodded as a reply, slightly trembling as you wiped away the tears and turned your face away. The last thing you wanted was another stranger laughing at your pitiful appearance right now. You weren’t sure how convincing you sound, at this point you didn’t even care.

“Oh! Dangsin-eun hangug-eoleul hal su issseubnida?” The words sounded like gibberish to you at this point as the stranger was surprised you responded to his question and wondered if you were able to understand and speak Korean.

You turned back to the stranger, opening your mouth to reply but you had no idea what. You barely understood what he said and it only made you feel more helpless. You couldn’t help but shake your head before tears started streaming down your cheeks once more.

“Ah! Aniya!” He seemed to panic at the sight of your tears, shaking his head quickly. “Don’t cry, please!” Taking the hint that you were probably incapable of understanding him, he decided to switch to English in hopes of being able to communicate with you. “What’s wrong?”

Before you could even muster up the energy to stop your crying and answer him, his brown eyes wandered over your appearance, taking in every sight of your softly shaking frame before landing on your knee. Though the rain had washed away some of the blood, it was still clearly a fresh wound.

“You wait here!” He told you with somewhat of a forced tone, taking a few steps back before turning around and disappearing into the rainy darkness.

Suho needed some time to himself. They had been working non-stop since the end of last year and all the stress had started to take his toll on him. Not only did he have his own schedules to worry about, he also worried about his members. Whether they were getting enough rest in between, eating well, not getting hurt. Was the company content with their progress or were they falling behind? Were the fans still proud to be their fans? And then there was the whole ordeal with promoting without one of their members as their only Chinese member had been missing from their latest comeback. Considering their history with losing members due to the company’s treatment towards their former members Kris, Luhan, and Tao which ultimately led to their departure, fans worried that the absence of Lay as he was promoting solo in China would end up the same way. And he felt somewhat responsible for the worry and complaints within their fandom, as the leader he was the voice of the group towards fans and media alike. People looked to him to keep the group together and in line, a heavy burden to carry. So far he had done a good job if he could say so himself. But always being the source of positivity and person to rely on did take its toll and it started to show. Not only did he feel tired mentally, his members had started to notice a change in his behavior. He was more agitated and grumpy than usual which started to worry them - something he hated as well.

Growing up in Seoul, there were many places he used to go to just to find some peace of mind and he had reached a point where he needed to go back and relax for a moment. What better place than the Han river, he thought. The hot sun of the day had long since disappeared and replaced by countless of dark clouds that poured rain everywhere. He loved the sound of rain, it soothed him. Maybe that was part of the reason his image had everything to do with the power of Water, though he felt it was too lame to admit.

He had noticed the frail frame sitting on the bench up ahead, wanting to ignore it and move on to avoid the risk of being recognized, it wasn’t until he heard her soft sobs through the rain that his conscience took over. Suho was a gentle person in general, he had this constant drive to help people and take away their worries which was one of the reasons he was able to lead his members so far. A girl was out in the rain at night, crying softly, he would have never forgiven himself if he ignored it and decided to approach you.

He wasn’t aware you were foreign when he approached you, but your reaction to his innocent question said enough. Lucky for him he had a decent grasp on the English language and hoped it would solve any communication problems you could have. Watching you break down in front of him tugged at his heart, being the gentle spirit that he was. Noticing the wound on your knee, his first thought was the worst scenario. What else would he think of a crying girl with a bleeding limb, after all? He remembered seeing a convenient store a little further back and didn’t hesitate to go out and get something useful.

You stared after him with a look of confusion painting your face. You had no idea who his random stranger was or why he was even trying to communicate with you. He had to be the first person you met so far who was actually patient enough to even pay attention to you, though you had your doubts he was going to be back. Your eyes moved to the dark sky above, it didn’t show signs of clearing up anytime soon either.

But sure enough, minutes later you heard footsteps approaching at rapid speed, the sound of splashing as he moved through some of the puddles that had formed accompanying the pitter patter of the rain. He held a plastic bag in his hand which he placed down on the bench next to you, you followed his actions with curious eyes as he pulled out a package and kneeled down in front of you. Suho had jogged back to the convenience store not too far from here and picked up some band aids, one of which he now carefully placed over the scratch on your knee. You appreciated the gesture though you still didn’t know what you had done to deserve this random act of kindness from a complete stranger. You weren’t even able to take a good look at his face with everything covering his appearance. All you could see were his eyes, but to you, they didn’t seem like the eyes of a bad person. They almost felt familiar.

“Ok!” He nodded to himself, seemingly proud of what he had accomplished. He glanced up at you and caught your eyes which took you by surprise. His eyes closed ever so slightly but you could tell he was offering you a kind smile from underneath his face mask. You quickly glanced away before staring down at your knee, almost feeling touched that he had gone through all that trouble just to get you a band-aid - again you were still strangers to each other.

Suho got up from the ground and ruffled in the plastic bag again, pulling out a foldable umbrella that he opened and raised before holding out his hand. “Come on, we’ll get sick from the rain.”

Your eyes moved away from your knee to his hand before glancing up to meet his eyes again. You hesitated, you knew better than to go along with strangers. Especially at this hour and especially while being somewhere unknown like this. Who was to say this guy didn’t have ulterior motives? He could be an escaped convict for all you know and you were his next prey.

“I won’t bite,” A soft, soothing chuckle escaped his lips as he wiggled his hand slightly in your direction. He was fully aware that the situation might have felt odd, he didn’t blame you for hesitating at all. But he couldn’t help himself wanting to help you out, he had completely forgotten about his own issues for the moment and had instead focused on yours. “Do you like coffee? It will do you some good, I promise.”

You stared at his eyes, searching for some kind of hint of evil intent. But the more you stared at him, the more you started to feel at ease. Like he could be trusted. They say eyes are the window to a person’s soul, don’t they? So that would mean that he was genuinely trying to help you. Biting your lip in slight hesitance, you reached out and placed your hand in his before getting up. He gently pulled you underneath the shelter of the umbrella as he started leading the way.