dear moon☾
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warnings: swearing
pink: you
purple: mom
blue: choi seung-hyun
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november 2025 i arrive back from korea. back to the same old routine. wake up, get dressed, brush my teeth, and go downstairs. i slide on my out of date grinch slippers (don’t ask they are cute) and make my way down.
as i step into the kitchen i am met with the sight of my mother. “hey eomma”. after a while of catch-up she drops the bomb on me. “did i tell you the dear moon project is re-launching?” “what? i though it got cancelled?” “things change. are you still up to help?” “i mean, yeah sure!”
so here i am. a week later sat in my office painting again. as i am the bosses daughter, i have quite an important role in the company. i design everything for the company.
i sit down and look around for my airpods. “where the fuck are the stupid little things” i mutter to myself as i rummage through my desk, getting more and more stressed. i’ll just go check the meeting room, i know i had them in there earlier. i get up and slip through the door as i make my way to the meeting room. as i approach the door i hear some faint talking. who could be here? oh it’s just probably my mother on the phone again. who cares.
i open the door and step in. silence. i look up. my mom sat at the head of the table and all the crew sat at the desks. “uh-“ “y/n, what are you doing in here?” “i needed… i uh i needed my airpods. yeah” as i quickly make my way over to the corner i usually sit without looking up from the floor. where are these little pricks i swear to god- “are these what your looking for?” a rather deep voice says from behind me. i slowly. turn around dreading talking to someone random. only to see the one and only choi seung-hyun. in all his glory stood holding the airpods. MY airpods. “uh-, yeah yeah thanks.”
i take the case from his hand. i feel his fingers ever so subtly brush past mine but only i seem to feel it. he flashes me a small, barley there smile. i return it. i think? i hope it didn’t look like i was frowning with my upside down smile. oh god. did i look weird? did i- “y/n” my mom says. “oh yeah what?” “how is the painting coming along?” i notice seung-hyun perk up from the corner of my eye. “it’s might take a while but it’s going good for now i guess.” “you know, seung-hyun here collects art. he could help you some time if he’s up to it.” “oh- uh yeah sure. i just need to get the basics done first” i look over at seung-hyun. he flashes me his pretty small smile and i almost die. i give him a small smile back and exit the room.
oh my fuck. i am NOT ready for this.
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what do we think! i am up for any help or advice at all! should i keep the talking colours?
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