Hi! I was wanting to make a P.O Block B scenario request. He is doing an interview and they ask him what his ideal type. He has a girlfriend & in the interview he describes someone totally opposite of her. She fells hurt & thinks she is not good enough for him. Happy ending.
I actually stopped taking requests for P.O yesterday since his birthday passed already but technically, here in the states, it’s still the 2nd, so I’ll be nice and take this request.
Ideal Type.
You browsed through the newest magazine featuring an article on P.O. You skimmed through it and something caught your eye. Of course it was only natural to ask about an idol’s ideal type in interviews but you were curious anyways since the both of you have been dating for a few months now.
“Someone tall, with nice thin, long legs, long black hair, big round doll like eyes, and thin lips. Bubbly and energetic with lots of aegyo!”
As you read the description, you started feeling really insecure. You didn’t fit that description at all. Not in the least.
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You found yourself moping around at home. You didn’t want to think about it because, I mean after all, he was still with you. You tried to think of it that way but it kept eating away at you. You looked in the mirror. You weren’t short, but you weren’t tall either. Shoulder length hair. You definitely didn’t have a thigh gap but they weren’t bulging either. You had almond shaped eyes, they weren’t round at all. Your lips were nice and full. You were outgoing and joked around a bit but you wouldn’t consider yourself bubbly and energetic. Aegyo? That’s something you could never master. It always turned out really awkward when you tried and P.O would laugh at you every time.
The more time you spent alone, the worse you felt. You started to feel like you weren’t good enough for him. Did someone like you really deserve someone like him? Suddenly your phone rang. It was a video call from P.O. You quickly fixed your hair and made sure you looked okay before picking up.
“Uhhnnnn, what took you so long to pick up?!”, P.O whined.
“I miss you and miss seeing your beautiful face”, he finished, grinning his trademark grin.
You smiled but then it quickly went away when the article popped into your head. He must’ve noticed something was wrong.
“What’s the matter? Why do you look so sad?”, he asked.
“N-nothing. I just miss you”, you replied, trying to avoid the question.
“Oh, you miss me? How much?”, he asked, his face lighting up a bit.
“Thiiiissssssss much!”, you answered, shaking your phone.
“Well, I have a surprise for you”, he said happily.
“What kind of su—”, you began but suddenly stopped after hearing a knock on the door.
“Oh, someone’s at the door. Hold on a second”.
“I wonder who it could be at this time of night”, you mumbled.
“Be careful!”, you heard P.O say from the phone in your hand.
You chuckled and checked to see who it was, but you didn’t see anyone.
“Who is it?”, you asked tentatively.
“Delivery”, a muffled voice answered, followed by two more knocks.
You hesitantly opened the door, the person’s back was facing you.
“Y-you said you had a delivery?”, you asked.
“Oh, yeah”, he answered.
This time in a clear familiar voice. You dropped your phone. The person turned around and you couldn’t hide your happiness.
“The delivery is me!”, P.O bellowed, running towards you.
He picked you up and swung you around, giving you one of the best bear hugs only he was capable of. You laughed out loud happily. He carried you into the house and locked the door behind him. You happily took in his scent. How long has it been since the both of you have seen each other in person? Maybe about a month? Either way you were just glad he was here with you. He gently let you down and bent down and gave you a kiss.
“I love you”, he whispered.
“I love you too”.
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You were getting dinner ready while P.O was walking around the living room. He walked over with something in his hand.
“So you’ve been reading this?”, he asked quietly.
“Huh?”, you replied looking up.
You saw that he was holding up the magazine you left out on the table earlier. You forgot all about that. You mentally kicked yourself.
“U-uh, yeah. A little bit”, you admitted.
“Is that why you’re acting a bit different around me?”, he pressed.
You were honestly a little shocked. You didn’t think that he’d be able to pick up on your emotions like that seeing as how he was oblivious to most things the majority of the time. With you still speechless, he took the initiative.
“You shouldn’t worry about things like that. I just said it to make the interviewers happy. That’s the general description every idol gives for their ideal type. If I said something too specific, they’d be all over me”, he reassured.
He was right. Hearing him say that made you feel a lot better. You smiled at him as you continued to prep the food. He walked over and hugged you, resting his chin on the top of your head.
“Are you still feeling upset about it?”, he asked.
“No, not anymore”, you replied.
You felt him hug you a little tighter and chuckle.
“Just know that you’re the only one in my heart, okay?”