˖ * ﾟ｡ʚɞ ˚⋅ my purpose is you
ʚɞ water fairy!yeonjun x human female!reader
ʚɞ he knows he’s the reason for your sleepless nights. he knows he’s causing you pain with destroying your garden, but he finds it difficult to stop. determined with love, water fairy yeonjun tries his hardest to make you look his way.
ʚɞ cw: sfw but yandere-esk yj, heavy rainfall that lead to flooding, mentions of death.. um it’s not really edited but i hope you enjoy
ʚɞ part of the fairy chapter: txt event pls check out other works in this event here
ʚɞ wc: 1.2k
rustling leaves right outside of the garden is all you heard right before the down pour of rain. not an ounce of gray clouds in the sky a few minutes prior, yet the amount of rain that began to land on you was extraordinary.
sighing from the window as you dry off your clothes as much as you could, you knew that perfectly growing batch of strawberries met their demise within seconds. it hurt your soul, but what more could you do but wait for the rain to pass?
you placed your wet clothes to the side while you got changed into a fresh set of laundry. it was when you pulled your shirt over your head when you noticed all the lights in the cottage go out.
great.. even the electricity is done for.
did you really understand why you were so unlucky that day? no, but you didn’t let it ruin your much needed nights rest.
except not even a week later, the same sequence happens again.
the crunch of sticks nearby followed by the vast change in weather and then another portion of your garden ruined. the cycle repeats week after week and by the fourth time, you’ve given up on your garden altogether.
it was difficult to find produce for a reasonable price at the market, but with the weird weather, you had no other choice.
“see anything you like?” a man your age looks at you while you browse his fresh vegetable selection at the saturday market that’s further in town.
you laugh softly as you grab a couple of everything, “how did you find an area to grow everything? my garden has been in shambles for the past month or two. down pour every single week.”
“what a shame…” is all he answers with, watching your hands with a sort of care that only loved ones give. “a beauty like you shouldn’t have to worry so much about getting her hands dirty, you know.”
“i like to break traditional norms,” you smile and hand him the basket full of a variety of vegetables to last a good two weeks.
the man glances at the basket and gives you a fond grin, “on the house, beautiful.”
the next couple of weeks were even more torture as you begin to experience heavy rainfall. what bites the dust is the fact that none of neighbors have had rain for a while.
then again they do live a couple of miles away from you.
“oh, it’s you.” the man from the market rolls his cart towards your door, feet sticking to the mud of the road. “didn’t think anyone lived this far.”
“yeah, well… i quite like how lonely it is down here,” you laugh, glancing at the delicious fruit he had rolling around. “headed to another market?”
“i’m headed home actually, but if you’d like some berries, feel free to grab a basket full.”
you don’t hesitate— grabbing as many fresh blueberries and strawberries to last you a good while. taking a bite out of one makes your tastebuds explodes, and you nearly moan from how delicious the berry is.
“delicious aren’t they?” the man gives you a small grin.
“very… not too sweet, but not too tart either,” smiles you, having another bite of the fruit. “thank you so much, umm…”
“yeonjun. you can call me yeonjun,” he offers his hand, to which you happily take, shaking it eagerly.
“thank you so much, yeonjun.”
every day since then you see yeonjun pass by your cottage at the same exact time, from the same place and to his home, as usual. seeing him everyday feels like a routine and slowly, but surely you begin to enjoy his presence.
he never stops by for too long, leaving the talk short and sweet. yet somehow he always tends to miss the rain that falls upon your home.
after a week of nightly rains, you complain to him.
“i just don’t understand how my house, out of everyone’s here, is the only one getting rain at night,” you sigh, opening the door for him in case he’d like to come inside.
usually he’d decline, but interested in your story he makes his way to the couch, “no one nearby gets rain?”
“no!” you sigh, pouring him some tea from the plants you managed to grow inside the cottage. “they don’t see or hear anything, yet it gets so flooded outside that i have to wait hours just to leave out the front door.”
yeonjun’s face is unreadable, or well, indescribable. it was like a mix of surprise, knowing, guilt, and desire. something that you overlooked from being a bit confused.
he takes a sip of your tea. “have you had this problem before?”
you shake your head, pouring a mug for yourself this time, “and it’s always the same cycle, too. i’d say bye to you and then head to my backyard to hopefully find a dry spot of land. but then i get distracted by a sound in the forest, and then boom! it’s raining. it’s almost as if a fairy is controlling the weather.”
you begin to laugh, thinking yeonjun would be in on the joke, but all he does is sit there and stare out the window that overlooks your ruined garden.
“i’m sorry,” he looks at you with a hint of sorrow. “i couldn’t help it, my love. you’re just too irresistible.”
the stare you gave him, not only for the nickname, but also for his apology, has yeonjun getting onto his knees.
“please,” yeonjun begs you. “i-i did everything. i ruined your garden. i made it rain so much. i needed you to need me the way i need you.”
“i.. i don’t understand,” you let out a small chuckle from confusion. “what do you mean you did everything?”
“i’m a fairy,” he whispers, as if it’s a secret that should have been with him until he died. “i noticed you stopped coming to the market one day months ago. i looked forward to your beautiful face amongst the crowd and so i followed you home.”
sucking in a breath, you stand up from your seat, ready to kick this man out of your home.
“wait! i-i.. i fully intended on knocking but then i saw you tending to your garden and i got jealous. how could you? how could you spend more time with stupid strawberries than coming to see me? don’t you understand how much i love you?” he cries, nearly yelling towards the end of his explanation.
“i don’t owe you anything, yeonjun. please leave,” you whisper with dread. it hurt to kick your new friend out of your home like this. but his behavior made you uncomfortable. it made you sick.
“no!” he yells and stands up to cup your cheeks. “l-love me. love me, please. you’re everything to me. i’ll even make it up to you, please! fairies have a purpose in this world, and i can’t go back to controlling the rain or oceans. i need my purpose to be you.”
ʚɞ hellooooo i’m kinda sorta back to writing :) have had a busy schedule for a good while but i’m motivated now to write and continue fics i’m proud of and would love to finish <33