Warning: Death, Cheesy cute stuff and like 3% suggestive content.
A/N: This isn’t a must read for New Beginnings. This is what I originally started off with whe I first began writing New Beginnings. This is basically background knowledge and things like that. This has no meantion of Tae or anything vital that happens in the main story. Hope you enjoyed/enjoy.
People say that when you find the one that you’ll know it. The way you feel is indescribable. Your heart will soar to the heavens and you’ll be content in your life. Every moment with them will bring you unimaginable happiness. You would be able to look at them and see the love they had for you. They would be your everything for forever.
That's all a person wants. All they want is to be loved by the person they love the most. That sensation of joy from feeling that person hold you tight as you doze off side by side. Everyone wants to feel like they are wanted and needed. Everyone wants to be in love. People search for it their whole lifetime. Some die happy and content, from finally finding that special someone. Others die bitter and sour from never being able to find it.
You had found that. You had found the person who made your life feel like a dream come true. Yuta Nakamoto. He was everything you wanted in a guy. Kind, smart, an individual, open-minded and so much more. He was loved by many and hated by those who envied him. His personality attracted all. So bubbly and cheerful. Always there to give others a hand. That’s how you had met. You sat crying outside your apartment on a Thursday night, freezing due to the conditions of an unforgiving winter. Your tights and white t-shirt did nothing to protect you from the strong wind stinging your skin. Your head buried in your knees as you wailed. That’s when you heard a door open and you looked up to see a very beautiful man walking out of your neighbor's apartment waving goodbye. He laughed shutting the door before making eye contact with you.
“Good god! Are you okay?” He rushed over to your side.
“I-I. I got locked out of my apartment. Everything I have is inside including my phone and jacket so I’m stuck out here.” You began to cry harder.
“Here take this.” He shimmed his coat off and handed it to you. You put it on zipping it up and wipe the tears off your face. He pulled you off the floor smiling. “Let’s get you somewhere warm.”
“I don’t have shoes on.” You point to your sock-covered feet. Next thing you know you’re on this strangers back heading towards his car and then at the McDonalds down the street. He carried you in and sat you at a booth, running off to get you something to eat. For a while, you sit there in silence eating your chicken nuggets. “Thank you.” You mumble out.
“Anytime. Do you need my phone to call and see if your landlord can come and get your apartment open?”
“Yes, if you are okay with me using your phone.” He smiled and took out his phone out handing it to you.
“The password is 73025.” You called your landlord and he told he stop by tomorrow morning around eight-thirty to do it for you. Hanging up the phone you put your face in your hands and begin to weep again. “Hey. Hey. What’s wrong?”
“He’s not coming until eight-thirty. Tomorrow morning. I don’t know where I’m going to stay.”
“Damn it.” A moment of silence passes. He grabbed your arms moving them from your face. “Are you positive there’s no one you can stay with?” He spoke softly.
“My friend Jennie maybe.”
“Do you know her address?” You nod your head. “Put it in my phone and I’ll take you there.” You nod your head again, as the worry starts to roll off your shoulders. “Finish eating and then we can go.” You finish all your nuggets and hand the stranger the fries.
“You didn’t eat anything.” He nods and you both sit there in silence as he finishes the fries. He threw everything away and soon enough you were on this stranger back again on the way back to his car. Silence fills the air before you start crying again.
“Thank you. Thank you so much. I mean I don’t even know you and yet here you are taking care of me as if I’m like your best friend. Thank you.”
“It’s fine- um.” He paused and you realized that you still don’t know anything about him and vice versa. It’s funny really.
“Well then. No biggie Y/N. By the way, I’m Yuta. I wasn’t going to leave you out there in the cold. That’s evil. Now rest up we have a twenty-minute drive to your friend's house.” You bite back the urge to say thank you again and nod leaning back into the seat. Soon you’re asleep in the car with a stranger. You’re woken up to a soft voice and someone shaking you gently. The man is outside the car. The car door open and standing in the cold. “Hey Y/N were here.” You unbuckle the seatbelt and try to step out before Yuta puts on his back again. He kicks the car door shut and looks over his shoulder at you.
“You know you don’t have to carry me.” He starts walking anyways, ignoring your protest.
“One you’re barefoot and two you warm me up. I’m not gonna let you go.” Your heart thuds at his comment. You hardly knew him and yet here he is, probably tired as hell, carrying you on his back. You’re silent the whole way up until he reaches Jennie’s apartment.
“You can let me down now.”
“Not yet.” He gives you a small smile before knocking. You hear footsteps and Jennie opens the door.
“Who the hell is knocking on my door at three in the morning?!” Jennie has her eyes closed in exhaustion.
“Hi I’m Yuta and your friend Y/N got locked outside her apartment.” She opens her eyes most likely due to the unfamiliar voice. “Her landlord isn’t coming until tomorrow morning to unlock the apartment. So I got her out the cold and she told me that you could maybe let her stay here tonight.”
“Oh my god Y/N. Yeah, of course, she can.” He let you down and you walked into the apartment. “Thank you so much.” She turned and hugged you. “I’ll go get you some covers and tea.” She ran off somewhere in the apartment leaving you and Yuta alone.
“Well, I hope you can get that apartment unlocked. Have a good night.” He said lingering for a second before turning away.
“Wait.” He froze and turned around with a confused smile on his face. “What about your jacket?”
“Keep it.” You walked out not knowing what to do. “Y/N you should really go back-” he cut himself off when you hugged him.
“Thank you. Thank you so much, Yuta.” He returned your embrace and you both stayed there for a minute. He was so warm and he smelled so good. Like vanilla and cinnamon making you not want to let go. It made your heart fuzzy and your head dizzy. Eventually, you let go even though you didn’t want to. Not wanting to come off creepy or anything. You clear your throat trying to ignore the feeling in your stomach.
“I really do need to return that jacket.”
“Alright. I’ll be back over Saturday and you can give it to me then.” You nod.
“You’re welcome Y/N. Goodnight.” He waves before walking down the steps.
“Goodnight Yuta.” You watch him disappear and walk back in shutting the door. When you turn around you see Jennie and a big smile plastered on her face.
“He’s cute.” You scowl at Jennie’s remark. “I think you think so too.” Her eyebrow arches up as she smirks.
“Jennie I’ve had a rough night.”
“I know. C’mon I have a whole bunch of movies in my room we can watch.” She hands you a cup of tea and walks off to her bedroom. You look down at the jacket and smile.
True to his word Yuta came by your apartment for the jacket. You wouldn’t admit it until later, but you put a little more effort into your outfit because of him. Even if you only would see him for only a few seconds. In the middle of putting your Mac and cheese in a bowl, you hear a knock on the door and immediately zip towards the door. You wait a few seconds so it doesn’t seem like you just ran to the door before opening it. Yuta is standing outside your apartment, smiling, of course. “Hey.” He says smile getting just a little wider. Of course, a smile reaches your face and you answer.
“Hey.” You both state at each other for a couple of seconds before you clear your throat. “Uh, come in. I’ll go grab your coat.” You step aside and walk away to grab his coat. When the door closes to the room you breathe in deeply fighting back a squeal of enjoyment. You grab his coat and walk out smile still plastered on your face. When your eyes made contact with his, your heart skipped a beat and you could feel your steps falter. He was vivid. His aura making the world seem so much more colorful for some reason. It was so new, but the feeling had you feeling like a giddy schoolgirl. Your heart, for some unexplained reason, was dancing. A joy from out of nowhere filling it. When you handed him the jacket you forgot to let go and you both just had small smiles on your face. That’s when your mouth got a mind of its own. “Do you want to stay for dinner?” You say it rather quickly and then you realize what you had said. Your face filled with shock and you let go of the jacket. “I mean if you aren’t busy. Actually just fo-”
“I’d love to.” Your shock disappears as your smile comes back replacing it. “Is it okay if I put the coat down on the couch?”
“Yeah. Of course.” You walk off pulling out another bowl. “Don’t expect an exquisite meal. It’s only Mac-and-Cheese.”
“Sounds perfect.” You come back to see Yuta at your counter face resting in his palm. You put the two bowls down and head back into the kitchen and pull out the wine. When Yuta sees you with two glasses and a wine bottle he arches an eyebrow. “Trying to get me drunk?”
“For starters.” You reply before unscrewing the cork. He laughs at your response and you smile. His laugh sounding like music to your ears. You put the glasses down and pour them halfway.
“So tell me Y/N how’d you lock yourself out your apartment?”
“I have all the time in the world.” That night you both laughed until you cried. Opened up about your past. Told each other about passions. Talked about politics and more. You both ended up exchanging numbers that night. One glass of wine turned into three and Yuta had to stop himself. Time whirled on and when you looked at your watch you laughed.
“We’ve been talking for six hours.”
“Your kidding.” You shook your head lightly laughing. He looked down at his and laughed. “Oh god, it’s almost eleven-thirty.” You both stared at each other for a few more seconds before Yuta let out a sigh. “As much as I don’t want this to end, I have to go. Work tomorrow morning.”
“Don’t worry, I have to go to sleep soon. I’m helping a friend move tomorrow.”
“Well, then I better get on my way.”
“Here let me walk you out.” You both continued a conversation until you reached the door and ended up talking for another ten minutes before he laughed exclaiming how he really did have to go. You opened the door and Yuta walked out of your apartment.
“Thanks for dinner Y/N. That was the best damn Mac-and-Cheese I’ve ever had.” You both break out into laughter.
“Thank you I’ll make sure to stop by Walmart and grab some more.” It’s really sad seeing him leave. Even though you knew he had to go and you had to get to bed soon, you wanted him to stay a little longer.
“I’ll make sure to text you. Goodnight Y/N.” He said joy making its way through as he smiled at you again. You don’t know what compelled you to do what you did next (and you honestly still don’t know to this day.) but, you stood on your toes and kissed his cheek. You backed away looking down at first but bringing your gaze back up to Yuta, who was touching his cheek. Shock on his face before breaking out into a smile.
“Mmhm.” He said still in some sort of daze. He snapped out of it and started walking away looking over his shoulder at you and waving. You waved back smile plastered across his face. When he was no longer in sight you closed the door falling against it squealing. After calming down you cleaned up the dishes and skipped into the bathroom for a shower. Your stomach was all fuzzy and your heart beating like crazy. You would’ve started dancing if slipping the shower wasn’t something that existed. Turning the shower off you wrap a towel around yourself and walked out to grab your phone, smiling as you see Yuta’s name appear on the screen.
Yuta: I still left my coat.
Y/N: Guess you’re gonna have to come by later and get it.
Yuta: How does Tuesday sound?
After awhile your feelings for Yuta grew stronger and you knew he felt the same. It took two months for you both to admit your feelings. His friend and your neighbor, Doyoung held a New Years Eve party. Everyone was drunk off their asses, except for you and Yuta who hadn’t finished your first drinks due to how much you two were talking. Getting interrupted by some of Yuta’s friends. They would end having a five to ten minutes conversation and you just sat there sipping whatever the hell was in your cup. Of course, Yuta would end the conversation returning to you. Everyone was talking about who they were gonna kiss when New Years finally hit. Of course, everyone was trying to get you and Yuta to kiss because the feelings you both had for each other were so oblivious. You and him blew them off ignoring their constant protest. Soon enough you had your cup on the table counting down until the new year began.
“Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy-” You’re cut off with a turn and Yuta’s lips connecting with yours. You kiss back as soon as relax throwing your arms around his neck. His lips moving softly against yours. One hand resting on the small of your back the other one holding your jaw gently. Many people cheer in the background at you two and for New Years. Your heart flutters. Skin warming up at the feeling of his soft lips moving against yours. A feeling that you never wanted to go without having ever again. He reluctantly, pulled away once air became a necessity again, resting his forehead on yours. He let his hand fall to your waist pulling you and wrapping his arms around you. “I-wow.” You say breathlessly.
“I know.” You both stay there for a while before you both realize you’re in a room full of people. You both look up and turn your heads to see everyone staring at you two, smiles on everyone’s face.
“They finally did it,” Doyoung yelled and everyone broke out into cheers. You both laugh and fall to the couch.
“Want to go to your place?” You look at Yuta in shock and confusion. “Not like that! Just to talk. In private and in quiet.” You nod and Yuta grabs your hand and zips off through the apartment, you both choosing to ignore the comments people directed towards you. “Tell me you have your key.” You flick his arm and pull your key out of your pocket unlocking the door. Soon enough you two sat on your couch staring at each other. Both afraid to say anything.
“You’re a really good kisser.” Yuta laughs at your comment and you feel a little more relieved.
“You’re not to bad yourself.” You roll your eyes laughing. You stop when Yuta grabs your hands and you look at him a little nervous. “Seriously Y/N. I’ve liked you ever since I had to carry you around in McDonald’s. You’ve brought me so much happiness. In these two short months, I’ve been the happiest I’ve ever been. Everything about you brings me joy. I want nothing more than to bring you the happiness you deserve. I can’t promise that I won’t mess up, but I’ll sure as hell give you everything I have and more. Y/N would you be my girlfriend?”
“Yes. God yes!” You tackle Yuta and kiss him again. When you pull away from him you let a few tears fall. “You’re amazing you know that.”
“I try.” He giggled holding you close. You lay on his chest as he stroked your hair. You resting to the sound of his heart beating.
“Stay the night?” You mumble against his chest.
“As if I could stay away from you.”
Yuta was your first love. He was a lot of your first everything.
He was the first person you ever told I love you.
“Y/N?” You scream and drop the broom.
“Why’d you stop dancing?!” He whined.
“Because I suck at it.” You say laughing at his voice.
“Well, I love it. Almost as much as I love you.” A pause of silence went by. “Shit! Don’t feel like you-”
“I love you to Yuta.” You say closing your eyes smiling. You yell again at the feeling of being lifted off the ground. “Yuta!”
“We’re going to stay in bed all day and cuddle.”
“Yuta I still have to clean! Put me down!”
“You should know by now that I’d never put you down even if you ask.” You laugh as he walks to your bedroom.
He was the first person you moved in with.
“Y/N.” Yuta said sing-songy.
“Yuta.” You lift yourself off the couch matching his voice.
“I have something for you.” You scramble off your couch and run over to him.
“What is it?” You look over to see if you can spot it. He pulled out a box and you froze.
“Calm down it’s not a ring.”
“What if I wanted to be?” You tease, poking his shoulder.
“Trust me. You’ll get one. Eventually.” You smiled and blush at his response. Him thinking he could actually marry you made your heart flutter. Thoughts of a married life with Yuta passes through your head and they almost feel like dreams. Big family. Dogs. Acres of land that you could build the dream house on. A wrinkly you and Yuta, taking care of your future grandkids. Living a peaceful life until the end. It sounded too good to be true. “Earth to Y/N?” You snap out of it and avoid Yuta’s eyes as you caught his smirk. “Here.” You open the box and see a key.
“Will you please move in with me? There’s this apartment about twenty-five minutes away from here. It’s new and has a few things we can work on together. You know to make it feel like home, but that’s not even the best part. It’d be a place we could call our own. What do you say?”
“Of fucking course.” You cry out wrapping your arms around his neck. “I love you so much.”
He was even the first person you got a pet with.
“Yuta.” You hide the surprise behind your back.
“Yes, baby.” He said not looking up from his book.
“There’s something I want to show you.”
“Y/N what else could you-” He paused as you pulled out a small silver-haired puppy. “Is that a dog?”
“No, it’s a parrot.” You say sarcastically. “Isn’t he cute.”
“Y/N you got a dog.” He shut his laptop, running his hands through his. A slight smile tugging at his lips.
“Correction I got us a dog. Think about it. He’d be our little baby. We could take care of him a raise him ourselves.”
“Our little baby. I like the sound of that.” You blush at his words. Not missing the smug smirk on his face. “Let’s pick out some names.”
“We are not naming him Yuta Jr.” He laughs and the dog jumps out of your hands onto the couch and over to him licking his face. Not missing Yuta’s obnoxious noises. You smile at them.
You found love, hope and so much more with Yuta. You were only twenty-one when you met Yuta.
And you were twenty-two when you lost him.
“Yuta stay with me and Cooper.” Cooper's head pops up at the mention of his name.
“You know I want to, but I have to go, baby. My boss needs me to come by for a meeting. I promise I’ll bring you back some food.” You groan and hug him tighter. Head laying on his chest and his arms wrapped around your waist.
“You’re comfy and it’s raining hard out there. I wouldn’t feel safe with you going all the way downtown.”
“Y/N I have to go. It’s important.” He slips from your grasp and rummages for some nice pants.
“But Cooper and I are more important.”
“Though that is true, if we want to continue to eat and live here then I need to go.”
“Fine, but you owe me.” Cooper crawls on your lap and snuggles there.
“Keep her warm for me Coop.” You lift Cooper’s paw and sigh.
“You could just stay here and keep mom, warm dad. I think she’ll like that more.” You try to do your best impression of how Cooper would sound. Yuta let out a loud laugh buckling his belt.
“As much as I want to stay here with mommy I have to make sure my boss doesn’t go crazy without me. That’s why I’m depending on you to make sure she stays safe.” He buttons up shirt and tucks it into his black dress pants.
“You won’t even listen to Cooper. I’m shook.” He laughs before walking back over to the bed. He bends down petting Cooper and looks back you.
“How about this I’ll bring you food and candy. Then I'll make sure we won’t leave this bed for a long time.” His voice drops low and you began to feel flushed.
“Mmm. I like the sound of that.” You eyes flicker to his lips and back up. He bends down and gives you a short kiss, but you grab him and give him a more passionate one. Lips parting as the innocent action gets more heated by the second. Cooper moves from your lap and gets off the bed. You pull Yuta down to the bed and he’s on top of your hand caressing your body. Moaning you fall back to the bed. You buck against him and he pulls away, making a trail of open-mouthed kisses down your neck all the way down to the valley of your breast. He pulled your bra down just a little and kisses around the exposed space before pulling away.
“I can’t wait to continue.” Your eyebrows furrow in confusion at his childlike smile. “When I get home.”
“Yuta!” You whine. He cuts you off with another kiss.
“I love you Y/N. I’ll be back before you know it.”
“I love you to Yuta.” You get out of bed with him, hugging one more time. His arms wrap around your waist closing the space between you two. Being in his arms felt so secure. You find yourself casually swaying in his hold, not wanting to leave.
“Y/N I really have to go.” His arms wrap tighter around you before letting go.
“You promise you’ll be back?”
“As if anything could keep me away from you.” He kisses your cheek and slides his blazer on. He waves and you wave back Cooper runs after him.
Irony works in many ways. The next morning you wake up cold with no arms around you. Cooper lays at the foot of the bed and you don’t feel Yuta next to you. A frown immediately is on your face. That’s when you hear something in the kitchen. You hop out of bed and run towards the noise.
“I was wondering where you- Jennie. Doyoung. What are guys doing here?” They look at each other and you can tell something is off.
“Here let’s eat.” Jennie hands you a plate.
“Okay, but where’s Yuta?”
“I’ll tell you when you sit down and eat.” Doyoung’s voice is rough and your heart thuds. He sounded exhausted.
Doyoung is never exhausted.
“Okay.” You take the plate and walked to the table. “Sorry, I’m not wearing anything under the shirt. Yuta let me have it. It’s kinda like our thing. He has some of my socks and hair ties. And I balance it out by taking his sweater and shirts.” You ramble on feeling the tension in the air.
“Y/N eat.” Jennie said sternly and so you stop talking and eat. The atmosphere was tense and both Jennie and Doyoung look so beaten. When you’re done you look at them and raise an eyebrow.
“You guys tell me what’s going on? You’re scaring me.”
“It’s Yuta.” Doyoung said looking out the window. You drop the fork.
“He got in an accident last night.” Jennie said grabbing your hand. Your heart speeds up.
“Is he okay? What hospital is he in? I need to see him.”
(that’s where the actual story starts :))
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