5. mutated butterflies [seungjun - fluff]
title: mutated butterflies pairing: reader x seungjun genre: fluff word count: ~900 notes: brief mention of panic attacks. song: the legends - crush on you (i just really like this song hehe)
“What would I do without you?” “Mmm, you’d probably be at an all-you-can-eat buffet. I can guess that much.”
“Guys I brought pizz- wait, where is everyone?” Heejun looks at you briefly before returning his gaze to the TV. You give an irritated sigh, stroll to the dining table and place the pizza boxes on top of the table before joining Heejun on the sofa. You let out a breath and slouch against the cushions of the couch before you roll your head to the side and eye Heejun curiously.
You prop your elbow into the cushion and rest your head on your palm whilst gnawing at your lip. Heejun stares at the children’s cartoon so intensely it was almost comical. It was clear he was hiding something from you, from the way his shoulders tensed to the way his large eyes never seemed to stray from the screen. Finally you manage to say,
“Something’s bothering you.” Heejun snaps out of his entranced state and whips his head around to look at you. His eyes are wide as his thin lips curve to form an ‘o’ shape. Heejun cries out, “Y-youjin told me not to tell you because he didn’t want you to worry-” Heejun slaps a hand over his mouth clearly anxious over the fact that he had revealed information that you weren’t supposed to know.
With a raised eyebrow you prod Heejun and quickly ask, “What did Youjin not want me to know? Huh? Heejun?” Heejun automatically shies away from your glare. You place a hand on Heejun’s large shoulder and twist his body so he faces you and before you can even question him he rips your hand off and exclaims,
“Seungjun’s been having his panic attacks again, there I said it!” Your whole body goes numb as a feeling of ice runs through your veins, freezing everything that it comes across. Clearly sensing your distress he reluctantly mutters, “He’s in his room with Jihun.”
You jump off the couch and storm to Seungjun’s room. You open the door to find the room in a state of complete and utter destruction. His clothes were strewn all over the floor and the book shelf that held all of his memorabilia and clutter was unorganised and tossed into the bin. The Christmas tree that you and Jihun both adored was cracked and shoved into the corner of the room.
Seungjun and Jihun were lying on their backs on the bed, side by side with their shoulders touching. The soft snoring of Jihun cut through the deafening silence. You lean against the door frame and disheartedly whisper, “Seungjunnie…”
Seungjun turns and notices you, his full of disbelief. He gets off the bed to quickly stride towards you and engulf you in a bone crushing hug. “I’m sorry, I’m so s-sorry.” He murmurs, his round eyes rimmed red and his eyelashes wet. His plump lips press against your neck in a soft kiss as you dig your head into his broad shoulder.
“When Heejun told me that it happened again- you don’t know how scared I was.” Seungjun puts his hands onto your shoulders and forces you to take a step back and look into his eyes.
“I’m not going anywhere don’t worry baby.” He runs a finger down the side of your face, barely touching your skin, the sensation similar to a ghost’s breath. The corners of his mouth angle upwards, the smile seeming out of place on his flushed face stained with tears.
He then cradles your face with two hands and kisses the crown of your head. A small murmur comes from Seungjun’s room and the pair of you look to find Jihun waking up from his sleep. Jihun scratches his head and gives a yawn before spying the two of you at the door. Jihun’s eyes widen as he tries to register the situation, “Y/N! I didn’t know you were coming…”
Jihun gives a quick glare to Seungjun before resting his eyes on you again. You give a melancholy smirk and say, “It’s okay Jihun I already know.” Jihun says a soft ‘ah’ before stating,
“Well that explains the tears I guess.” You and Seungjun burst out laughing and Jihun takes that as his cue to leave the room and follow the scent of hot pizza. You and Seungjun walk over to the now free bed (careful not to trip on the misplaced clothes) and lie down together, his arm wrapped around your waist and your head resting on his chest.
You time your breathing with his and soon enough the two of you begin talking about nothing and everything. After an intense battle on who could do the best digimon impression the two of you lie in silence. Soon enough Seungjun’s deep voice cuts through the silence saying,
“What if we don’t do well? What if the Tinkerbells hate the song?” You twist your head into an awkward position so you can gaze into Seungjun’s nervous eyes. Your eyebrows furrow and you instantly reply,
“That’s not going to happen. The Tinkerbells love you and would support you no matter what. The boys love you. I love you. Trust me, everything’s going to be fine.” Seungjun’s mouth splits to form a grin that stretches from ear to ear and you can’t help yourself but to smile alongside him.
Seungjun then happily replies, “What would I do without you Y/N?”
“Mmm you’d probably be at an all-you-can-eat buffet. I can guess that much.”
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Sorry this took me so long to write ;.; Anyways I hope you enjoyed it. -Mei xx