with a heavy chest, you hand minseok the little scrapbook you've been meticulously working at for a while. in it were assorted pictures of you, minseok, and the boys, words of encouragement, candid shots, places you've visited over the years. don't even think about looking up. fighting back the urge to wrap him up burrito-style and hold him hostage in your apartment to keep him from leaving was difficult enough as it is.
'is this for me?' he asks, surprise lacing his voice and a little touched.
'no it's for your rifle. hope it doesn't get lonely when you lock it up at night.'
minseok chuckles, taking your hands in his as he tries peeking at your downcast face. 'why aren't you looking at me? you won't be seeing this face for a whole year.'
you slowly look up to meet his gorgeous eyes, lacing your hands together with trembling lips. 'and when i do..hopefully your bald ass head grows out cuz you deadass look like an egg right now.'
'a handsome egg.' he quips, burning the image of you bursting in laughter into his memory. 'your handsome egg.'
you wrap your arms around him in a tight hug, nodding. yes, you would miss him. yes, there would be a ton of sleepless nights to come, worrying about him. but he would be back. and you'd be right there waiting for him.
// quality time with minseok before he leaves for the military //
Hi! So can I please have a Xiumin scenario? You are Sehun's sister(you're older by a year) and he drags the boys to your dance competition. Your group does a performance of overdose and wolf, and you have a contemporary duet. As Xiumin watches you perform, he falls for you? Thank you!
I AM SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS TOOK ME
MY INTERNET DECIDED TO BREAK DOWN AND GO KABOOM
But yes, of course, here you go!~
Title: Falling SlowlyPairing: XiuminxReaderRating: There’s literally like nothing bad here. Don’t worry.Word Count: 1442
Xiumin stared at his reflection in the mirror. He’d spent the last few hours meticulously making sure he looked good for the show today. Last night’s conversation rang in his head…
“Umin-hyung, please?”
“Why should I go to your competition…?”
“Because you support me.”
“Tell that to the bubble tea you spilled all over my bed yesterday that you didn’t even bother cleaning.”
“Sorry hyung…um, my older sister will be there. We have a contemporary duet.”
“Y-Your older sister? F-Fine, but only if the others go.”
Part of the reason (well, most of the reason) Xiumin agreed to go to the dance competition was because of Sehun’s older sister, (Y/N). He’d spoken to her a few times and seen pictures of her, and most of what stuck out was how gorgeous she was. Everything from head to toe was perfect about her, it was almost startling. And normally Xiumin wouldn’t want the other members to see her, but he’d rather not let Sehun think the only reason he was going was for her. Even though it kind of was.
His phone rang, signaling he’d received a text.
Sehunnie: Xiumin-hyung, the show starts in 10 minutes, where are you?
He looked up at the clock. Just as Sehun said, it was starting in ten minutes. Xiumin let out a panicked string of curse words as he hurriedly drove to the theater. He flashed his ticket and reached the designated theater just in time. He took a moment to marvel at the pure size of the place. It was a giant room with hundreds of seats, and in the middle was a massive stage. Sitting between Luhan and Lay, he received a chorus of hushed greetings as the music began.
Xiumin recognized it immediately. It was the beginning to Overdose. He watched intently as you gracefully jumped down from where Sehun and your other dance group members had been holding you up. He found that his eyes were constantly on you as your body moved perfectly in sync with the rest of your group. His eyes widened as you took over Tao’s flip at the end.
How did Sehun never mention she could do that…?
Then he heard the distinct howl at the beginning of Wolf. All your dance group members had formed the Tree of Life. In Chanyeol and Kris’s rap parts, several members came out and did fantastic flips and twirls before rejoining the tree again. Again, his eyes could only focus on you. You were front row center of the dance, with Sehun just behind you. His eyes could only widen at how graceful you were out there.
At the end of Wolf, you took over Luhan’s part with Sehun where you slide underneath the other members. He could clearly see as you breathed heavily from fatigue. But you weren’t done yet. The other group members ran off-stage, so it was just you and Sehun. Slow piano music began to play, and a woman’s voice rang through the theater. It was a song about sorrow, but having that one person there that will always comfort you. You slowly sank to your knees, and looked up in surprise as Sehun took your hand and twirled you up onto your feet. The two of you began to dance in perfect synchronization, with elegant leaps and spins. On several occasions you appeared to be weightless as Sehun effortlessly lifted you up into the air and over his head.
Halfway through the dance, Xiumin realized that that’s what he wanted to be. He wanted to be that person who would always lift you back up when you were down. He wanted to be able to make you laugh and smile when you’re about to cry. He wanted to…be there for you. A small, shy smile appeared on Xiumin’s face as you made eye contact with him for just a brief second. He noticed that you smiled too…and he hoped with every ounce in his body it wasn’t a stage smile.
Then, the song ended. You and Sehun stood still as the crowd erupted in applause. You both took a bow and hurriedly left the stage to let the next group on. He saw you and Sehun off to the side, watching the next group with anxious expressions. Then someone tapped Sehun on the shoulder and the two walked off together. You were all alone.
Xiumin spent the next ten minutes gathering his courage. He finally got up and was about to approach you when a security guard stopped him.
“Sorry, this area is off limits.” The large man said.
“O-Oh, sorr-“
“No, it’s okay! I know him!”
Xiumin watched in surprise as you ran over to the security guard. He looked at you, then at Xiumin, then allowed him to pass. You led him back to where you had been standing, which had a perfect view of the group.
“H-Hi, (Y/N)…” Xiumin stuttered.
“H-Hi…” You said shyly.
Why is she shy?
“L-Listen, um, you were really great out there. Wolf and Overdose were fantastic, but the duet you and Sehunnie did at the end was…amazing.” He said, taking a risk by moving just a bit closer to you.
“Th-thank you, oppa.” You mumbled, hoping he couldn’t see your blush.
Calling him oppa only made him blush even more than he already was. The two of you were silent for about a minute, when the emcee said it was time to announce the winner. You suddenly grabbed Xiumin’s hand, squeezing so hard it almost hurt. You had this fierce look in your eyes, completely different from your shyness just moments ago.
He started with third place.
It wasn’t your group.
He went to second place.
It wasn’t your group.
“And our first place winner is…”
It was your group.
You let out a scream and practically tackle-hugged Xiumin. You were laughing and crying at the same time, and Xiumin could do nothing else but hug you back. Then Sehun ran over and the two siblings ran out onto the stage with the rest of their group members. Xiumin watched as you accepted the award, taking the time to thank you parents, your friends, and everyone. Your group couldn’t stop cheering and laughing as the emcee handed you the trophy. Your group ran off-stage, most of you in tears. Loud, victorious music began to play.
Sehun hugged his sister and told her he had to go find a friend. You nodded, wiping the tears out of your eyes. Then you saw Xiumin again and hugged him again. You were stronger than you looked, and he could hardly breathe from the way you had your arms around his neck. But he didn’t really mind. He kept repeating “Congratulations, (Y/N)!” and “You were amazing!” over and over again, and all you could do was thank him over and over again.
You let go of him, apologizing for your excitement.
“No, don’t apologize! It’s okay. It’s more than okay, actually, it’s amazing! You won!” He exclaimed.
“I know, but I nearly suffocated you!” You said, laughing.
“I didn’t really mind!” Xiumin replied, giving you a cheeky smile.
You laughed and blushed again.
“H-Hey, um, (Y/N)? I-I know this is really sudden, but…do you want to maybe, um…” Xiumin stuttered.
You couldn’t believe your ears. Was he…asking you out? Xiumin? Your brain took a minute to process as he finished his question.
“DoyoumaybewanttogogetcoffeewithmebecauseIreallylikeyouandyou’reextremelygorgeous!” He said, not sure you understood a word of that.
All you could do was stare at him, stunned. You’d had a major crush on him for a long time, but never thought the feeling was returned. He started to apologize, to turn around, but you grabbed his arm.
“I-I’d love to! Of course! Yes!” You shouted over the music.
“W-Wait, really?” Xiumin said, not sure he heard right.
“Yes!” You repeated.
This time it was Xiumin who practically tackle-hugged you. You laughed as he spun you around, saying how happy he was, even if it was only coffee. He placed a shy kiss on your cheek, and the two of you just stared at each other, when-
Ahem.
Xiumin turned around to see Sehun, with his arms crossed.
“Hyung, what are you doing to my sister?” He asked with a suspicious look.
“Sehunnie…” You said, using the same warning tone you used when you and Sehun were children.
“B-But noona…” Sehun whined.
“No buts. I’m older than you!” You said, grinning.
Sehun just mumbled and walked away.
“I’ve never seen Sehun actually listen to someone older than him.” Xiumin said, shocked.
“You learn after a while.” You replied, winking at him.
“So, listen, about the coffee…how’s Sunday?”
Okay, this was cheesy as hell but I TRIED! I hope you enjoyed, anon, and once again I’m SO sorry for how late this was! Also, sorry for any inaccuracies about the dance competitions. I tried to do my research, but it tends to vary from country to country, so I just went with my best guess…? I’m sorry >_<
