“He’s making a list and checking it twice…” You hummed as you wrapped a box in shiny red paper, “Gonna find out who's naughty or nice—”
“Did I hear you say ‘naughty,’ Y/N?” A gruff voice came from behind you and you looked up to see Jaebum’s face looking over you, “You thinking naughty thoughts while wrapping gifts?” Rolling your eyes, you sighed and taped down the final side of the present.
“It’s in the song, goofball. Santa checks over his naughty or nice list to see who gets gifts or who gets coal in their stockings.” He hummed at your response and squatted down to meet your gaze.
“Well then… are you on the naughty list or the nice list?” He quirked his brow with the asking of his question, his heavy gaze causing your cheeks to flush a bright red.
“W-what are you going on about?” You scoffed and then stood up to create space between you two, “It’s not a real thing Jaebum—”
“Oh, I know that, but…” He stood up right behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist, “I want to know if you’ve been a good girl or a bad girl…” You could feel his breath against your ear as his hands wandered between your thighs.
“Jaebum—”
“C’mon, be a good girl and answer me or you’re going to be punished for being a naughty girl.” With your silence, he pulled you to the couch and he sat down, “Alright, you chose your answer.”
“But I didn’t say anything!” You whined, but that didn't stop him from tugging down your sweatpants and bending you over his knees.
“This is your punishment for not answering me, Y/N. Naughty girls get spankings.” His smooth fingertips warmed the skin of your ass as he rubbed over your bubbly bottom, “I want you to count out ten of them.” You clenched your thighs together in anticipation as his hand left your body, a small yelp escaped you as his hand came down onto your flesh.
“O-one…” You breathed, waiting for the next spank to your ass. One after another, each slap of your ass had your folds glistening with your arousal that by the time he had reached the tenth spank you were dripping with pure hunger.
“Now, Naughty girl, how about we find you something to eat…” With the shifting of his legs under you, you could feel the meal he was referring to.
a/n: you might be questioning where I have been for the past couple of months. I have one word to say that should be a good enough answer. College. I’ve been studying none stop and found no time to write the next episode after university started. The posts will no longer be regular so just keep yourselves updated. Hopefully I will have another 2 episodes up between now and the end of the year at least but don’t quote me on that. I hope you enjoy!
I’m deeply sorry for my absence again x
warnings: nothing
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THIRD PERSON POV
The afternoon continued with Y/N and Jinyoung discussing life and getting to know one another whilst Y/N replied to her emails.
“It’s mind b-boggling how you and J-Jackson may have crossed paths back in 2012…” Y/N had just mentioned how she was training for the London 2012 Olympics to compete for swimming.
“Similar to Jackson, I switched career paths and decided to study architecture. Dad wasn’t the biggest fan until he saw the passion and success I had gained in the industry. He soon came to terms with everything.”
“Wow… do you r-regret it at all?” The clock marked 10:30 pm. You guys had been talking for the past 90 mins, getting to know each other.
“I think I regretted not swimming after deciding to study architecture. I didn’t choose to not compete in the Olympics because I no longer liked swimming so I do regret not continuing although I must say, studying architecture might be the most time consuming degree out there. That’s why later on I decided to apply to become a licensed swimming teacher to undergo lessons. I’d be teaching people how to swim whilst fulfilling my love for swimming.”
“Best of both w-worlds, r-right?”
“Exactly.” Y/N had now placed all her work to aside with her back against the wall, legs crossed enveloped into the conversation.
Some seconds went by and Y/N wanted to know about Jinyoung’s initial dreams.
“What about you? Did you always want to be a singer?”
“Always. I took up d-dance lessons when I was around 15. Then went to a-audition and got in to JYPE. That was when I met J-Jaebeom. We actually d-debuted together as a d-duo group called JJProject to later on d-debut with the r-rest of the g-guys as GOT7. Since t-then they’ve been my f-family rather than just my m-members. I think it’s g-getting to the p-point where I might have spent m-more years of my l-life with them then I did without. Time flies…”
“I could definitely sense the brotherly love you guys all have for each other. So how did becoming an actor happen?”
“I r-requested from the c-company to find roles I could take part in a couple years b-back. First it was small roles in small d-dramas and then being c-casted by more known d-directors to p-play bigger roles. All of that has l-led me to play s-second male lead for ‘When My Love Blooms’.”
“When do the episodes start airing?” Y/N had grown eager about Jinyoung’s talents.
“Hold your h-horses… we haven’t e-even started f-filming yet and won’t be until I r-recover… The original airing d-dates will probably be p-pushed f-further.” Jinyoung’s words drifted into a sudden realisation for his career.
“If only-“ Y/N was about to blame herself again.
“We’ve been through this m-multiple times Y/N. None of this is your f-fault so s-stop blaming yourself for t-things you have no c-control over.”
Y/N had her mouth open ready to retaliate but if she had to be honest… she couldn’t be bothered to fight back considering it was now coming up to 11:00 pm.
“Fine.” Y/N yawned and covered her mouth. Work had been extremely busy today especially with all the news floating around now.
“S-someone’s tired.” Jinyoung eyed Y/N’s tired state and decided to call it a night.
“I still have so much to do. I can’t fall asleep now.”
“C-could you n-not spare an e-early n-night just for t-today?” Y/N recollected her thoughts weighing up if she could possibly sleep early tonight and get all the work done tomorrow.
“I could…”
“Problem s-solved then. Clear up your b-bed and get your pjs on. I d-don’t want to f-face a t-tired Y/N tomorrow m-morning.” Y/N eyed your mean comment and huffed to your orders.
“Yes, sir.”
2 WEEKS LATER
Y/N’s POV
“Miss, Jinyoung has been recovering quicker than expected. He should be perfectly fine to attend the event. If anything unsettling happens you can give me a direct phone call.”
“Thank you so much Doc.” You gave the doctor a large smile and she reciprocated a reassuring smile.
You entered Jinyoung’s room with your outfit for the architecture awards festival along with you.
“Am I allowed to come?” Jinyoung asked as soon as you entered the room. You gave him a nod.
Jinyoung’s voice was more or less back to 100% and his eye had completed healed by the end of last week. There wasn’t much left until being fully recovered. Possibly parting from the hospital quicker than the original 2 months the doctor had estimated.
“I knew I’d get the green light. I even prepared my outfit because I was so sure I’d be able to come.” You hadn’t seen someone so ecstatic for an awards festival.
“As expected… I’m not even surprised. Will you be able to get dressed? Need any of my help?” Jinyoung was still a little instable since he’s been lying in bed for the past 2 weeks. His legs tend to give out for the first 30 mins.
“I think I can manage. I’ll get dressed quickly and then the bathroom is all yours.” You chuckled at his assumption that you’ll take really long in the bathroom for the event.
Jinyoung heads towards the bathroom and you are left there practising a speech you’ve written for all the awards you and your company have been nominated. This isn’t because you knew you were going to win any of them but… the unprofessional scenes if you guys were to win an award and to not have a speech ready daunted you. There was nothing wrong with being prepared.
15 MINUTES LATER
You must say… I don’t think you had ever laid eyes on someone so handsome in your life before. You could swear that this man was carved by God himself.
“How much deeper are you going to fall into my looks?” You hadn’t realised but you had been staring Jinyoung up and down for the past 30 seconds of him leaving the bathroom. Hair all styled. The suit was literally made for him. His cute bow tie was a little wonky leading you to let out a chuckle.
“What?” Jinyoung’s face turned serious thinking something was wrong with how he looked.
“Your bowtie is wonky.” You stood up from your seat and reached out to fix his bowtie. Your eyes were fixated in straightening the bowtie and all Jinyoung could do was analyse your face and how focussed you were.
“There you go. Looks better now.” You lightly let go off the tie and looked up at Jinyoung who was already staring right back at you. Those bambi eyes were going to be the death of you.
“Thank you. Now go and get yourself ready.” He pinched your nose and then you entered the bathroom with your dress, makeup bag and accessories.
20 MINUTES LATER
“Jinyoung~~” You called out for Jinyoung. You were done with everything but couldn’t reach the zipper on the back of your dress. You had been procrastinating on what to do and just gave up. There’s no way you could zip the dress up alone.
“Yes, Y/N. Is everything alright?” You could hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom door.
“In a bit of sticky situation… could I ask you to do a favour?”
“Sure, what is it?” You went ahead and unlocked the door for him. He took a step back and couldn’t contain the sight in front of him. You were in a red bandeau strapless dress which had a structured skirt that was shorter at the front and longer at the back with. A very slight trail. Unsurprisingly your makeup was the bare minimum and you had left your natural hair out. His mouth was agape as you stepped out of the bathroom.
“How much longer are you going to stare for Mr Park?” He had been in the same awe you was when he had stepped out of the bathroom earlier on.
“Yes…right… the favour?” His soul re-entered his body trying to compose himself. You could only smile on the effect you had on the prince himself.
“I can’t reach my zipper, could you zip up the back of my dress for me?” You saw his cheeks blush a light pink below the thin layer of bb cream he had on. Without the zip done neither of you were going anywhere so he had to do it.
He wasn’t able to give a verbal response and just nodded. You turned around to have your back facing Jinyoung. He moved your hair to aside exposing half of your back to him. He was blushing so hard right now and was happy to have you facing away from him even though in a matter of seconds you’d be facing him seeing the shades of red planted on his cheeks. Jinyoung gently placed one hand on the zipper and the other hand on your back holding the fabric of your dress still. His fingers grazed your skin and they were a little cold leading you to jolt a little by the surprising cool touch. He notices.
“Did I hurt you?” His voice was a little worried. The slightest worrying reaction you make, and he’s so concerned. He’s too sweet.
“Nope, your hands are just a little cold that’s all.” You say whilst you chuckle.
He apologises with his soothing voice and zips up the dress, letting out a quiet done when finished.
You turn back round and thank him for his kind gesture. You also noticed the flush of his cheeks. He’s so cute, you thought. You quickly put your heels on and left Jinyoung’s patient room and entered the hall of the hospital. Expectedly, you guys received some stares and some whistles by the old women sitting outside their patient rooms. The event manager had organised a limousine to pick up each nominee for the awards hence why there was a lovely jet black limousine parked at the entrance of the hospital. The driver spotted you two and guided you the way and kept the door open for you two to enter the fancy vehicle. He ran back to the wheel and started driving towards the venue.
“Anything I need to know beforehand? Who should I present myself as?” Jinyoung had started with the questions during the car drive.
“Who’d you like to present yourself as Jinyoung?” You wanted to fish out his intentions from him.
“Preferably your boyfriend in order to stop those punks from hitting on you but I’d never want to force you into a relationship with me…” He side eyed you as he kept looking out the window. You so wanted him to be your boyfriend.
“Logical. Agreed. If anyone asks, you’re my boyfriend.”
“What an honour.” You slap his thigh due to his sarcastic tone.
“Whatttt? I’m serious. I’m going to be the boyfriend of an amazingly talented architect who’s bound to receive an award tonight. It’s a genuine privilege.” You could only look at him in awe as he described the so called ‘privilege’ he was taking part of.
“If you say so…”
The humming noise from the motor of the limousine was really calming but Jinyoung broke the silence once again.
“Are you nervous?” His tone was much deeper and serious compared to how he was a second ago.
“A little. These awards happen once a year and we’ve progressed so much as a company but so has everyone else in the industry. It’s hard to tell if we’ll be receiving the major validation from the institute. With or without the award tonight I’m so pleased with my company, but it would be nice to get a recognisable achievement for all our hard work.” Jinyoung listened to you as you let out your insecurities for the upcoming night.
“In the little amount of time I’ve met you, I think you’re the only person who deserves all the awards you’ve been nominated for this year. No one can change my thoughts and it’s going to be a pleasure to witness your achievement first hand. I can’t wait.” He rubbed his thumb over your knuckles trying to calm your nerves down. It was going to be a long night.
30 MINUTES LATER
Your limousine had rocked up to the red carpet laid out on the floor outside of the venue of the awards. You took a deep breath as the driver ran around to Jinyoung’s side of the limousine to let him out. Jinyoung agreed to open your door for you so he exited the vehicle first. Like he had planned, he went around to your side and opened the door for you to step out. The cameras started capturing every single moment as you wrapped your arm around Jinyoungs, and he gave you a reassuring nod. You gave him a smile and the two of you walked towards the entrance of the building slowly as you waved to the cameras and press greeting the two of you. The cameras were close to blinding, but you pulled through until reaching the entrance where the bodyguard escorted the two of you to your spaces in the main hall.
The building was full of white and gold decorations. You could definitely tell that the theme was highly influenced by Greek culture. The budget of the awards keep growing as the number of sponsors increase. The bodyguard escorted you to the table that Beck was already sat at with his fiancé. Beck realised your presence as well as Jinyoung. He stood up to give you a hug and shook Jinyoung’s hand. Beck’s fiancé shook both of your hands too and took your seats.
“The famous Mr Park. It’s nice to meet you in person. I’m Beck, the other shareholder.” Beck gave Jinyoung a warm smile.
“It’s nice to meet you to Beck. It seems like you already know of my name, but I’ll reiterate for the norm. My name is Park Jinyoung, you can call me just Jinyoung.” You let out a scoff because of how formal Jinyoung was being with Beck.
“He’s younger than you so you can ignore the formalities.” You said to Jinyoung and then Beck and him opened the conversation about age and their Chinese zodiac signs.
The evening began at 7:30 pm with the award winners due to be announced at 9:00 pm. Until then there was butterflies in your stomach ready to be set free any minute now.
Jinyoung came closer to your ear and whispered, “Loosen up a little. There’s no need to be this tense. Here hold my hand.”
Jinyoung offered his hand and you took it immediately as he gestured his open palm. Your hands were tiny compared to his manly hands. They encompassed all your digits giving you’re a sigh of relief because of the security they exerted. You let out a large sigh and continued with the discussions on your table with the new clients that were interested in your company. Having Jinyoung at the event really helped scare away the useless men who would only be interested in your physique and nothing more. His presence filtered out all the nonsense that would usually be taking place at the table.
The clock finally struck 9:00 pm and everyone went back to their designated seats in order for the awards to be presented. The event holder went through all the minor rookie awards to then move onto the company categories.
“Here are the nominees for Best Project of the Year.” The event holder signalled to the larger screen behind him as the nominees including your company are mentioned in no specific order.
“I was personally really fond of this project myself too. The meaning behind the design and the immense detail put into the façade really makes me excited for the future of this company. I’ll stop blabbing on and open the envelope.” You looked at Beck and then back at Jinyoung who was really eager to know the result.
“The award for Best Project of the Year goes to…” The event holder lifts the flap of the envelope and takes out the white sheet of paper inside. You hold your breath waiting for the result to be spoken.
“The Chamberlain project, designed and constructed by Chevrel Architects.” The whole community around your table started roaring and cheering for you and Beck to claim the award. That was one award written down in the books for Chevrel Architects, a company you and Beck had started years back. You and Beck had decided that if this award was given to you guys then he’d give the speech for it. Beck was the reason for the Chamberlain project happening and hands down you could state it was because of him the project turned out well. You, Jinyoung and everyone else in the hall stood up clapping as Beck walked up to the stage and shook hands with the event holder along with receiving the award. He then walked up to the mic and started his speech.
“I’d like to first start off with a large thank you to everyone at Chevrel Architects. The amount of hard work that was put into the Chamberlain project is indescribable, without everyone’s help it wouldn’t have been possible to achieve such a great outcome. I’d like to also thank Y/N for coming on this journey with me and trusting in me when I said that this company will create its own legacy. This is only the beginning…” Beck continued to thank more or less everyone he knew and came to an end with another roaring applause by everyone.
He jogged back to your table and you admired the award he placed on the table. You felt Jinyoung squeeze your hand in encouragement for you to realise how much you guys are capable of although he still knew you were a little iffy because the individual architect awards hadn’t been announced yet. You couldn’t help but smile at the gleaming object right before your eyes. Having received this award you doubted that another award would be given to someone of the same company.
Minutes went by and the event holder had reached the most awaited award of the night. Architect of the Year. You were surprised that you hadn’t left to use the restroom to throw up all this anxiety already. You were so ready to go home and relax. You wanted your normal heart rate back. You looked at Jinyoung and he gave you a look that melted your heart in seconds. He started massaging your knuckles with his thumb again and you could feel your body ease into his touch. The event holder for the last time of the night directs our attention to the screen for the listing of the nominees. Beck unfortunately wasn’t nominated so he was rooting for you to win the award.
“I know for many of you this is probably the most important part of the night. I’d like to first mention that to be able to be nominated for this award is ana achievement in itself so, you architects should all be proud of yourselves. It was a very hard decision that the committee made but we were able to make a decision. The award for Architect of the Year goes to…”
I think it was mean of me to have ended this episode here, but it is 2:30 am right now as I write this episode. I hope you guys liked this episode. I shall be back somewhat soon so make sure to come back to check if an episode has been uploaded. Like always let me know your opinions on the story line and check out the other episodes if you haven’t. It would be nice to get some feedback :)
Silence filled the sterile room around you. You groaned slightly, rubbing your eyes only to have your hand caught by an IV line in your arm. You huffed, squinting your eyes in hopes that they would adjust to the brightness surrounding you. The silence was almost deafening. A ringing that, if heard for too long, could easily drive a person mad.
“y/n?” a familiar voice asked. You slowly turned, the familiar face of your boyfriend greeting you. You blinked in response, mouth seemingly too dry to respond.
“Say something..” he whispered. You scanned the room, desperate to have something to drink.
“y/n.. I know you’re still mad... but you just had surgery.. I need to know if you’re okay or not.” He said. Your eyes locked on the bottle of water that was sat by his knee. You pointed to it, and you could see a faint rosy tint slowly spreading across his face. He opened it, handing it to you.
“I’m fine..” you replied, voice cracking.
“I know you wanted to eat before surgery.. but baby it was doctors orders.. You’d get sick if you did.” he replied, taking your hand in his. You rolled your eyes, laying back on the bed.
“Why do you always have to be right “ you grumbled. A small smile played on his lips.
This is cute to think about! It sounds like you had a great time at your WF so let’s just add to the fun and just throw in some adorable Korean children boys shall we? Enjoy~! <3
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Mark: By the time he was in his last couple years of high school, he had already moved to Korea. He met you shortly after moving and starting a new school and were fast friend. When the time for prom started rolling around, he was conflicted on how to ask you to go with him. He knew you knew he spoke English, so he thought that maybe he’d ask you in a foreign language and have you figure it out to buy him some time. So when you asked you to go to prom with him in straight English, you only smiled and replied back ‘yes’ in English. You hadn’t told him you’d be secretly studying it to surprise him. He was flustered, but happy nonetheless.
JB: He’d ask you by a sign. You know that really standard thing to do if you really want someone to say yes, so you make up a really niffy poster or something asking them out? JB is on this so hard. Like, he’d have this whole plan set up with strips of paper taped on hands and like he’d ask you to hand him something, like his phone or something and you’d see what’s on his hand and when you read it, he’s just a smiling bub just waiting like ‘well you gonna say yes?’
Jackson: The loud and over charismatic Jackson would literally forget to ask you. Like he’d be at home, planning what to do before and after prom and of course the plans involved you. But, when the time came to decide on what tux to wear and what colors to include, he’d call you up and ask you what you were wearing. When you replied with you hadn’t figured it out yet, he’d ask what color you want so he could match you. When you teased him about you being his date when he didn’t ask yet, he’d literally cringe at his horrible memory of not asking you and just jumping to planning and then ask if you’d actually go with him. Ofc you would, who wouldn’t?
Jinyoung: I figure he’d be pretty straight forward with it. He may try to be sweet with it, but I can see him just bringing it up in the middle of natural conversation like it was nothing. Like, y’all would be chilling on your phones, in total silence, and the thought of asking you now, when there is no interruptions or other people around would strike him. So, he’d like clear his throat, shift around a bit and then just out right go ‘so wanna go to prom with me?’ and tbh he’d get a nice laugh at your shook expression from his out of left field question. I mean, you’d say yes, but it’d be so sudden you took a moment to process.
Youngjae: He decided the best way to ask you would be the quick way of asking you face to face just in case he needed to run off and be embarrassed for the next hour or so. So, when he asked you to wait for him after your classes ended, he’d be so ready. He’d say it over and over in his head and when his confidence was as high as can be and he’s ask you, he’d flub it. He’d mess up his words and just cringe at himself as you ask his question for him since you still understood what he said, regardless of his horrible speech at that given moment. Part of you wanted to say yes but purposely mess up the words to tease him, but you decided to give him a break and just make sure he got his date.
Bambam: Like Jackson, Bambam is and outgoing child and affection is his middle name. If he wanted to ask you to prom, he’d be more clingy and affectionate than normal. He’d do small, simple tasks for you if you didn’t want to bother (didn’t want to get up to get a glass of water, Bambam’s got you). As the day went on, you noticed his sudden clingy nature, and when you would ask him about it, he’d just cutely tell you that he was making sure you were in a good mood for when he asked you out.
Yugyeom: He’d turn into a shy bean. He’d want to do it the easy way and just ask you face to face, but he’d probably end up asking you while your both at home and talking through skype or something. It’s face to face, just cheating a lil. He’d, even if he’s not there personally, try to look nice while asking. A nice collared shirt and making sure his hair isn’t too wild. It might take a while for him to ask you, but when he does, he gets even shyer (cuter tbh) and you tease him about it before agreeing to go with him. Then you start deciding on what to wear together.
“(Y/N)?” He called out my name and I looked at him, only to meet his eyes that were drowning in sadness and regret. “Yes, Bamie?” I mumbled before I stood up, looking at him completely. “I’m sorry but…” he said, looking down at his feet. “I kinda want a break. I just really don’t feel like being with you or anyone that I know of.”
It struck me when he asked for a short break. I don’t want to stop him from doing so because I know he’ll look for himself but it deeply affects me. So, I told him that I love him and I’ll wait for him and that’s it. I looked to my side only to see an empty couch. I was about to fall asleep when the door opened. “Ms. (Y/N)?” A nurse asked by the door before I let her come in. “Ms. (Y/N), can I clean your wounds?” She asked before giving her my left arm and letting her sit down beside me. “I’m sorry if it happened, (Y/N).” She said, looking down with a sad face as she cleaned my wounds. “He needed it. I have to step down on every thing because I wanted him to be okay.” I replied, my voice cracking at the end as the scene became a cannon in my head. It was never ending of how he turned his back. “How long has it been, (Y/N)?” A small frown crept into my lips before I took a deep breath. “Three years.” I muttered before I felt her hold firmly gripping on my hand. “I’m so sorry.” “It’s not your fault.” I shook my head then smiled at her. She began to fix up her things before she helped me lie down and placed a light kiss on my forehead. “How’s your heart going?” I sighed and shook my head again. “It’s not going to go far. It’s at its limit. I’m just waiting for him to come home to me.” She held my hand then sighs softly. “What if he didn’t come back?” Tears formed at the brim of my eyes as I chuckled softly. “I hope he could’ve told me instead of just asking for a cool off. I would’ve understand him better.” A sob escaped my lips before I wiped my tears with my free hand. “Because I helped him, a lot. When he needed me, I’m there. I’d cheer him up and would never leave his side. This cool off is our downfall. Now, that I’m falling apart and I need him the most, I don’t know where he is now.” The nurse leaned down to give me a tight yet comfortable hug. “He’ll be back soon. I can feel it. Now go sleep, you need it.” She said before she went out with her things. As the lights turned dim, I looked at the window before tears started to roll down to my temple. I hold on to the paper that I wanted to give him for a long time now but “Bamie, I love you.” I said before my eyes slowly closed.
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I ran to the hospital where she is in and I quickly ran to the information desk. I told her name and I quickly got access to her room. “Will you accept me still, (Y/N)?” I mumbled as I got in to the elevator and pressed the floor where her room is. The doctor told me to be careful because she’s already resting but good thing they allowed me to. Once the elevator dinged and I got out, I immediately went in front of her door and slowly opened it. My heart leaped with joy since I will be seeing her again but it shattered when I saw her looking at the window, with a sad face and a paper by her hand. A mark of her tears were evident and I’m sure she cried herself to sleep. I went to her side only to see her deeply cut wounds at her left hand. I was hesitating to touch her because she looks so fragile and pale but my body went numb when I felt her cold hand against mine. They were not moving and I sense no heat from her body. I immediately took the paper away and kept it inside my pocket before I hugged her head gently against my chest. “(Y/N), please don’t leave me. I love you, please.” I said, in attempt to wake her up. “I love you too, Bamie.” I heard her mutter before I looked down to see her smiling again. “Thank you for coming back but I’m sorry as well, yes?” I nodded at her as tears started to roll down my eyes. “I wish for you to be happy even without me.” she said before she closed her eyes and my world were tore apart. I called in the doctors, telling them to hurry up as I try to shake her gently. “(Y/N), please don’t!” I yelled, trying to keep her close before the doctor pulled me away and started to revive her. Right in front of me, I saw her being revived and every time that they would try, the smaller the hope is until they stopped and announced her dead. I sat down on the couch, where I should’ve been before. I took out the paper which she was holding a while ago and opened it to see a letter.
Dear Bamie,
I terribly miss you and it has been years when I last saw you. How are you doing? I hope you’re okay and is doing well. I hope you’ll come back for me. I know you will but please come back soon. I’m afraid I won’t last any longer. I hope to see your face and hear the words ‘I love you’ from you before I go. I love you so much, Bamie. If ever you read this and I’m gone, sorry. I can’t hold it anymore and it feels like my body just gave up on me. I want you to be happy wherever you are, Bamie. I hope you are safe. I hope you’re eating well and you’re healthy. Don’t overwork and please take long rest. I’m right here to listen even if I’m gone. I love you, Bamie. I love you so much. I love you.
Love,
(Y/N)
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And there goes the girl that I regret leaving. She could’ve been the reason why I can stand back on my feet. She helped me whenever she can. But… Where was I when she needed me the most? I was gone. I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m sorry.
Summary: When you were alone inside the house and you thought someone broke in
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It has been a year. A year when he left me. I never heard of him after he said, "I am dangerous and I don't deserve you." His footsteps barely audible when he started to walk away. My beating yet shattering heart was too loud and its attempt to get out of my rib cage is gradually nearing. "Jinyoung..." I muttered. Maybe he'll hear it but once he took a turn at his right, I know he didn't. My knees started to wobble as I sob. Goosebumps were also creeping in me and I just had to shift to get the scenario off of my head. I looked at my now pale hands and tried to slowly to turn them to fists but they felt weak and delicate. I looked to my side and a soft sigh went past my lips. I stood up, in attempt to go down and get a glass of water . My mind twisted, my body shattering. I felt that I was breaking apart. It has been a year and I still haven't accepted the fact that he's gone. A wind blew just right at my shoulders, where he would place his hands on and squeeze it gently. Must've been just an open window. I slowly nodded to look around the area, whether there's an open window or no. But to my surprise, there was none. "Jinyoung?" I called out before I saw the luminous figure of his. Seeing the soul of dead may be a blessing but for me, it gives me the ache that I try to avoid. Every flashbacks took turns as both of us took steps until our palms are gently placed against each other.
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I start to walk away from her as tears ran down my cheeks. My heart racing before I clutched tightly on it then rests my side against a firm wall. It was wrong of me to do that but I have no choice. She doesn't have a clue that I was sick and as much as I want her to stay with me through this. I know I will not survive. It's some kind of virus and there is no cure. This virus slowly eats my life and I can't drag (Y/N) to this. I slowly walk back to the hospital, the familiar scent of medicine and alcohol went around my system before I fell to my knees as my eyes were blurred until it turned black. I can't see but I can hear doctors' voice. I felt their hands tugging on to my clothes, performing whatever they need just to let me survive. But there's no way to go around this anymore. Gradually, the doctors calmed down and sent me back to my hospital room. I felt my friends around the room before I heard the doctor sighed. "We lost his eyesight. He will not last long." That was the only thing I need to hear to assure me that I somehow helped (Y/N). The door clicked and I heard the voice that I miss. The one that I broke a while ago. "Jinyoung?" (Y/N) called out. I can hear that she's sobbing. "Hey, (Y/N)." "I knew you were feeling something wrong you piece of-" "I'm shitty, aren't I?" I said before I felt her warm hands against my cold ones. Droplets of tears hit the back of my hands before she gently pressed her lips against it. "Jinyoung, why didn't you tell me?" "I don't want you to go through this hell. You deserve a better life and I'm sorry I can't give you that." She shushed me gently and I felt her palm against my cheek, making me lean in to her touch. I miss her already. I miss her for so much. "You've given me a better life and Jinyoung, I'd rather go through hell with you than be in heaven without you. I know that it's too late, Jinyoung." she said as she caressed my cheek. "Go sleep, Jinyoung. I'll be just right here for you. I love you so much, baby." I smiled at her words before I squeezed her hand gently. "I love you too and I'll wake up tomorrow.
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Jinyoung never woke up the next day. His hands were pale and so is his face. His lips that I adore were cold and his eyelids never opened. But a small smile is at his face. Tears forms at the brim of my eyes as I try to smile for him. I climbed at his bed then hug his head close to my chest where my heart would be before I curled up as I sung a soft song, our song, as a good bye for him and let him sleep for a really long time.
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I opened my eyes again to see Jinyoung's glowing body before his smile on his lips. "It's time for you to move on, (Y/N). You deserve to have someone who'll love you way more than I did." Tears starts to form at the brim of my eyes and I nod. "I love you, (Y/N). I do and always will. Good bye, (Y/N)." He said before he turned his back before leaving me inside the now big, dark, and cold house. It has been a year since you left us, Jinyoung. A year.
"I'd rather see you smile than see you hurting. Even if it pains me." He hummed, cupping your cheek as his thumb gently caresses it. "I don't know, Mark. I like you. I really do but I don't know the reason why I can't accept you." You replied, looking away to avoid his gaze. Mark has been courting you for years now but you believed that it was just wrong to accept him. It has been two years from now since your last break up and it really did tore you apart. It was not your fault but the guy made you believe that you were the reason why he broke up with you. You swore that you will just enjoy your life. No love... No more... During your recovery, Mark was there at your side. He would always run to your house if ever you were having anxieties. He would stay there until you're sleeping. He would go to you if you were hurting. Mark is pained, seeing you like this but he would pull you out of your misery. He tried to court you, asking for multiple times if you'd give him a chance but he always get the same answer, 'no'. You tried to push him away but he would be there and stay for you. It went to a point that you were ignoring him for days but he would just follow you around. Sneaking to help you even if you're trying to push him away.
Your heart would contract and your body would be weak if you see him around but it was your desire to go away as well. You were confused, you don't know what to do. On the other hand, Mark was hurting. Seeing you walking away from his hold. It was as if his life depends on you. He also knew why you became like this. He's well aware that it's his fault.
Mark had a girl before you started to become an unstable wreck. You guessed that everyone would want to have the relationship he had. But you know that their relationship wasn't healthy at all. The girl cheated numerous times and played with Mark's feelings, whilst he loved her for too much and grew attached to her. Mark was more afraid of being left behind by the girl, rather than being cheated. This was his downfall. Mark would keep quiet to all of his friends about what really is behind their relationship except for you. He has been with you since childhood and he would always go to you if he was in trouble. Little did he know, he was slowly falling for you.
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I was staring outside the window when I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I tried to smile when I looked up to see Jackson. "Hey man. Are you okay?" He asked while we do our usual handshake. Aside from (Y/N), Jackson is also my closest friend here in the university. I guess he's really good at reading my mind that he clicked his tongue then looks at where I was looking. "Is it (Y/N)?" "Guessed right." He hums then covers the window with a paper, turning my gaze to him with a slightly furrowed brows. "How do you feel when you don't see her?" I looked down then pursed my lips while I fiddle with my fingers. "Hurt..." "Then what about now?" He asked, removing the paper from the window. A small smile went to my lips, seeing (Y/N)'s small figure at the field. I thought my smile would hold on for a really long time but then it slowly faded away. It turned into the opposite and everything felt heavier. I remembered every word she said to me. All those bittersweet memory, it came back but I felt deeply hurt. So I looked at Jackson before looking down as I felt tears forming at the brim of my eyes. "More hurt than before..." Jackson sighed deeply before smiling. "It's time to think before it's too late. Is it still love or is it just attachment now?" He chuckled softly then ruffled my hair before fixing it. "You are handsome and you have a good heart. It's time for you to let her go and realize things on her own." He said before standing up then went back to his chair. It got me into thinking if I am ready to let her go or no. Should I or should I not? A soft sigh went past my lips before I messed with my hair then rested my head against my arms.
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It was dismissal and I immediately took my phone out to send a message to (Y/N). My hands were trembling and I kept on biting my lower lip. I held on to the fabric of the pocket of my pants as I waited at the park in front of our university. I looked up at the sky before a soft voice called my name. "Mark?" "Hey there, (Y/N)." I said, testing out her name one last time with my lips. "You said we'll talk? What's up?" She asked. Her tone sounds different. It's really cold, sad, and one thing is for sure. She knows something is up. "I'm here to say goodbye." I muttered, just enough for her to hear. "What? Is this like a drama for you? The line 'it's not you, it's me' is already overused. Where's your originality?" I took a deep breath and released a soft sigh. "Say whatever you want..." She's crying. Small sobs went past her lips and tears were streaming down her cheeks. Oh how much I wanted to pull her into my arms and hug her tightly but no. It's time to say goodbye...
Genre: Fluffy (Prepare your pillows for a fluffy Youngjae)
Summary: When you were supposed to meet up with your friend but you were secretly set up to a blind date.
Word count:1566
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It was around 2 in the afternoon and you were at the mall for already a few hours. Your friend told you to meet up with her at the mall by 2, but now, it's making you irritated because she was nowhere to be found. Your friend was always an early bird and knowing that she's not around makes you think that something is up. You tried contacting her but it's no use.
"H-Hey there. Excuse me. I would like to ask if you know someone named (Y/N) that is currently here?" He asked. A small sigh went past your lips now that you have realized what your friend did. A blind date. It was never common thing in your place but it happens. "Wait, did (Y/F/N) set you up?" His eyes widen slightly and nodded before mumbling softly. "You see, I'm (Y/N) and I think she set the both of us up." You bit your lower lip as you looked down and swayed a bit. He raised his hand for a hand shake and smiled at you before he laughed softly. "My name is Youngjae. Nice to meet you." You reached out your hand and held his for a hand shake before nodding a bit. "Youngjae, it's nice to meet you. My name is (Y/N)." You replied as you retreated your hand. "So, (Y/N). Are you up for a little chat then maybe we could walk and have fun for a while?" You nodded as a reply then flashed a small grin.
Both you and Youngjae went from each store, left and right, and would somehow point things and remember them so you can comeback for it. Meanwhile, Youngjae would sneak glances at you. He looks at you as you raise different items and look at the price and would somehow pout because you can't buy it for now. He would also secretly talk to a sales lady to kindly place it under his name so he can give the item to you afterwards or maybe give them to you as presents. He would stifle a laugh as you rant about things that are funny for him and would find your expressions hilarious. He listened to you and that caught your attention. Why was he not speaking or at least say a few words? "Youngjae, are you okay?" He emitted a small hum and a flashed a bright smile. "Then how come that you don't talk that much?" "Well, I usually listen to someone first before I speak. I'd rather let them talk out things before I do but don't worry. If I am already comfortable, I will definitely start the conversation and I'd be more open. I just don't want to scare you because I can be pretty loud sometimes." He said and you chuckled at him before giving a slight pat on his shoulder. "Okay then Youngjae. I'll wait for you to roam around with the topics so you will be able to talk to me. I'm not forcing you and thank you. That's so nice of you." He looked around and pointed at a restaurant. "Want to grab something to eat?" "Eung!" You nodded and immediately held his arm and dragged him towards the restaurant.
'If only you know who I am.' Youngjae whispered softly while he gazes at your hair being swept by the wind.
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"Ay look! It's the creep!" One of the seniors said while pointing at Youngjae. It was lunch break and the usual boys have decided to pick on to a lone student. Youngjae was known for being mostly alone of the time and he was always picked on by bullies. You weren't in favor of what the seniors were doing to him but you don't know why you can't stand up and speak up for Youngjae. "You're such a loser!" "Get out of here!" All those words kept on replaying on your head and that's when you banged the table and yelled at the seniors. You walked immediately in between Youngjae and the seniors and glared at the obviously tall boys in front of you. "You better stop or this gets to the principal." One of them snickered and bent down to meet your height. "Well aren't we a tough girly-girl? You see, the principal is my uncle and there's no way this is going to reach him." He said and paused for a while. "Unless, you want something bad to happen." You scoffed and reached out your phone from your pocket and stopped the recording. "Not unless I have it recorded." You smirked then approached Youngjae to hold him by the wrist firmly before leading him outside the cafeteria. "Sorry about my cousin. He always like to pick on someone not their own size." You shrugged the loosen your grip from Youngjae a bit. "Thank you." he muttered and you grinned at him.
You and Youngjae went to the principals office and reported your cousin along with his gang about what he was doing to most of the students. Youngjae received an apology from the principal and ended the conversation with 'a sanction' for the students. The both of you went out of the room with a smile on your faces before you stopped and faced him. "The next time they bully you, tell me. We'll get through it together." You said before running away. "I'll catch up with my class! I'm late!" "Good bye!" he greeted and waved his hand.
Youngjae never had a chance to know your name on that day and before he could even ask you, you went missing because of a sudden event in your family. Your mother got sick and was hospitalized. You never get a chance to say good bye to Youngjae so you left a message on his locker instead. That you'll come back soon and the letter ends with your name. He only knew your first name. He wasn't contented so he approached your best friend and knew more things about you. After a few months, he heard that you came back to the country and will continue your studies on a different school. Since he knows that you still have a connection with (Y/F/N), he asked your friend to set up a blind date so the both of you could meet again. Youngjae's features have grown mature than the last time you met him so you didn't recognize that the boy you helped a few months back is now right before you.
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"Know what Youngjae, you remind me of someone a few months back. The both of you got the same name that's why I suddenly thought of him. I don't know how is he know but I hope he's okay." You muttered before taking a bite from your food. "Oh, does he get bullied a lot when you met him?" You hummed and your eyes squinted before nodding. "Yeah. How do you know about that?" "Well, he was popular for being a loner but I'm pretty sure that he's in good shape now." He said as he finished his meal. "Wait! Are you Youngjae? The Youngjae that I know?" You hissed then leaned a bit low to make sure not to disturb the other costumers. "Yes, I am that Youngjae." He grinned then you involuntarily smacked his arm. "Ow!" "BRO!" You exclaimed, earning glares and inaudible words from the others. Youngjae rubbed his arm as you finish your food then got pulled by the wrist as you led the way outside. You stopped walking after a while then glomped him before ruffling his hair. "YAH! How are you?" "I am definitely feeling good today. "That's actually good to know. You changed a lot and you've been very good looking! I didn't expect this." You grinned then poked his side, causing him to flinch and laugh lightly. "I guess my friend wants us to be together, huh? I actually wanted this to happen." You confessed, starting to walk slowly along with Youngjae. "Actually, I asked her to do this. After knowing that you're here, I asked her if she could do something for us to meet. I never expected that she'll make it look like a blind date." He chuckled as he covered his mouth slightly with the back of his hand. "Oh really? Do you like me, mister?" He stifled a chuckle then nodded. "I see. So this was your move." He nodded then glanced at you to smile. "Let's give it a shot then, Youngjae." You said, wiggling your eyebrows. "Do I have to undergo a lot of things?" He whined a bit before a small pout was formed on his lips. "Nah, you just have to buy me food and... You have to tell me everything about what happened to you." "Challenge accepted, (Y/N). Let's send you home." "Nah, it's here." You said, pointing at the house behind you. "Oh wow. We walked that far?" He asked. " Yeah, you better get going now. It's late. I'll see you tomorrow at school." He smiled softly then bowed down. "It's nice to accompany the princess, I'll be here tomorrow morning so we could go to school together." He said before standing up straight. You smiled softly and waved a hand before going inside the house.
"I'll be protecting you like how you protected me, (Y/N)" he thought before walking back to his house.
