❪ 私たちの春 ❫ fluff narrative-heavy storytelling yeonho x f!reader 604 cw ノ mention of reader having low self worth/self esteem, feeling like you have to earn good things/love, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ #66 for my wrapped event is island by youha / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
You think that Yeonho's smile could probably heal everything wrong in the world. You've never met someone with such kindness in their eyes or gentleness in the way their lips upturned. You never felt such strong connection from one expression, but whenever Yeonho looks at you, the entire world seems to fade into the background. That is Yeonho's power: making you forget all your worries.
It started with a simple look across the room; shared smiles, a familiar face with no name to go with it, and mutual attraction kept secret. And that was how it stayed for a long time. Back then, you were shy around him. Too nervous to introduce yourself properly, and without the self-confidence to think that he could possibly be interested in anything that had to do with you. You'd never had much luck making friends, let alone any experience with romantic attraction. It was uncharted territory and far too intimidating for you to take the first step. Thankfully, Yeonho was good at reading between your lines.
It wasn't until the second Summer after you first saw him that you grew closer. Names were exchanged at first, and then contacts soon after. Nights were spent staying up until the AM talking about anything and everything. Yeonho was easy to talk to. Things felt lighter around him. It was easy to breathe, easy to share your opinions without feeling lesser. When you were around Yeonho, you felt like you mattered. It was a feeling you were scared to lose.
When you moved away for an internship in the fall, you expected that your newfound friendship with Yeonho would fade with the distance. You'd learn from past experiences to not set your hopes too high. People always had a knack for disappointing, and you had never had someone put in any real effort into staying in contact before. Yeonho was the first, and that small bit of effort had you falling head over heels before you could catch yourself.
Your mother said you were too easy. You told her that you had just found your future husband.
Perhaps both things were true. Yeonho did steal your heart—with his smile and his care and the little things he always took note of. And you never asked for more. You never had to. There was no begging for his time or attention, nor did you worry about him losing interest or being unfaithful. Yeonho set his own standards, and he did it all with that same smile you lost yourself in that very first day.
You would never love someone quite as much as him. He made love feel uncomplicated.
You find yourself staring down at the ring on your finger, tilting your hand at different angles and watching the sunlight streaming through the window reflect on it. For a moment, it feels like a dream again. All too good to be true as your brain tries to supply what you've done to earn it and comes up with nothing.
Then your head lifts, eyes settling on him. And he smiles at you, his own eyes disappearing into crescents. The pure affection on his face doesn't need explaining, and it cuts your thoughts off before they can drift towards withering your self-esteem.
Yeonho loves you, and you never had to do anything to earn it.
He gives you the assurance to know that it won't ever change. As long as you exist, so does his love for you. There would never be a need to complicate it further. It would always be just the two of you; intertwined. One love, two hearts.
