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(I MEAN! HELLO!!!??? LOOK AT HIM!!! ME TOO HAESOL ME TOO!!!)
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@yeonsolnumberonefan
When he's the only person keeping her from going insane đ
(I MEAN! HELLO!!!??? LOOK AT HIM!!! ME TOO HAESOL ME TOO!!!)
Funniest fandoms are where the fans are like, "I'm obsessed with this. I don't recommend it even slightly."
No because the way I have gotten so physically unwell as of late just because I am hyper fixating so hard on these two is actually not ok.
I have never hyper fixated this hard in my life! I have had ships that I like intensely. Ships that I wouldn't exactly go to war for but I will be in the efforts to fight for them
With Yeonsol though???
It's insane!!!
Because I realized that I have never truly really had an OTP in all of my shipping years (which has been a lot) in all of my years I have shipped many ships but none of them had made me feel this intensely obsessed in my entire life it's actually not okay!!!
Is this amount of overwhelming obsession healthy in which just writing a few words of them interacting has me spasm in my chair healthy?
Is me just thinking about them resulting in me going into a giggling fit actually healthy?
Is it healthy that essentially with every chapter release I go through the five stages of grief consistently in the span of 15 minutes because I take such a long time to read because I want to enjoy every minute I have with them while this series is continuing???
There are so many things that they do to me that I cannot list because it'll be too much. Things that worry me on such a deep a level that I'm left shocked and absolutely perplexed at my own reactions.
The fact that I relatively maintain control over many of my reactions when it comes to the ships I ship does not make this any better.
I have never been so uncoordinated in my life.
Please send help.
The fact that I associate the Yeonsol with anything, ANYTHING!!! Things like of songs, cute moments, food, clothes-đđđđđđ
#2: â¤ď¸at first sight
Yeonwoo had always been a thoughtful and observant person, but he had never experienced anything like what happened one particular day in the hallway. It was a regular school day, filled with the usual buzz of students moving between classes. Yeonwoo was walking with his best friend, Junhyuk, who had a mischievous streak. As they navigated the crowded corridor, Junhyuk playfully threw an arm around Yeonwooâs shoulders, adding extra weight that made Yeonwoo stumble slightly.
It was in that brief moment of imbalance that Yeonwoo collided with someoneâsomeone he hadn't noticed before. He looked up, his heart skipping a beat when he met the gaze of a girl with a stoic expression and an aura of quiet confidence. She was tall and striking, her intelligence evident even in her calm demeanor. Yeonwooâs breath caught in his throat.
"I'm so sorry!" Yeonwoo stammered, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. As he gazed up at her, something clicked within him. He felt a jolt of emotion he couldnât quite place, but it was unmistakably strong.
"It's alright" the girl said and walked away, her presence lingering in Yeonwooâs mind. From that day forward, Yeonwoo found himself inexplicably drawn to her. He began to admire her from afar, always keeping her in his line of sight wherever he could.
During lunchtime in the canteen, Yeonwooâs eyes would follow her every move, his heart fluttering each time she move or spoke with friends. He cheered the loudest when she participated in the school sports festival, feeling a rush of pride and joy as she excelled in her events.
Yeonwoo took every opportunity to capture candid photos of her when she wasnât looking, his phone filled with pictures of her in various momentsâeach image a treasured memory. He would spend hours playing with the flames of his initials and hers, daydreaming about a future where they were together. He often imagined their wedding, envisioning a life where he could be by her side.
Yet, his infatuation was not without its challenges. Whenever he saw Haesol with someone close to her, his heart ached with jealousy and sadness. The sight of her with others, whether in deep conversation or sharing a laugh, would bring tears to his eyes. He would cry himself to sleep at night, praying to God for the chance to be the one she turns to.
Yeonwooâs feelings were a bittersweet mix of longing and hope, a secret admiration that drove him to cherish every moment he could be near her, even if from a distance. Despite the heartache, he held onto his dreams, believing that one day, his feelings might turn into something real.
#1: I â¤ď¸you
Yeonwoo and Haesol were an unconventional couple, to say the least. Yeonwoo, with his delicate features and short stature, often drew admiring glances for his almost ethereal beauty. Haesol, on the other hand, was tall and strong, her confident demeanor and athletic build making her the perfect guardian for her smaller boyfriend. Despite their differences, they fit together like two puzzle pieces, complementing each other in ways that neither had ever imagined.
They had been together for over a year, a time filled with shared laughter, mutual support, and countless moments of joy. Yeonwoo's radiant smile could light up even the gloomiest days for Haesol, and his constant blush whenever she did something sweet or kind made her heart flutter in ways she was still learning to understand.
Haesol loved Yeonwoo deeply, but she struggled with expressing it. Having grown up in a household where love was seldom shown or spoken of, she found it difficult to articulate her feelings. Every time she tried to say the words "I love you," her throat would tighten, and the words would get stuck. Yeonwoo, ever patient and understanding, never pressured her. He seemed content with their unspoken bond, but Haesol knew he deserved to hear the words.
One warm summer evening, as they walked hand in hand through the park, Haesol decided it was time. She had spent weeks gathering her courage, and tonight felt right. They found a quiet bench under a canopy of stars, the soft glow of street lamps casting a gentle light around them.
"Yeonwoo," Haesol began, her voice trembling slightly. Yeonwoo turned to her, his eyes sparkling with curiosity and affection.
"Yes, Haesol?"
"I... I need to tell you something important," she continued, taking a deep breath to steady herself. "I want to tell you why I love you."
Yeonwoo's eyes widened, a blush already creeping up his cheeks. He squeezed her hand gently, encouraging her to go on.
"You make me feel things I've never felt before," Haesol said, her voice growing stronger with each word. "Your smile, it's like the sun breaking through the clouds on a rainy day. When you blush, it makes my heart race, and your eyes... they shine with so much kindness and warmth."
She paused, looking into Yeonwoo's eyes, seeing her own reflection in their depths. "I love you because you're radiant, because you're always there for me, and because you've shown me what love truly means. You make me want to be better, to be someone who deserves you."
Tears welled up in Yeonwoo's eyes, and he pulled Haesol into a tight embrace. "I love you too, Haesol," he whispered, his voice choked with emotion. "I've always loved you."
Haesol pulled back slightly, her face close to Yeonwoo's. She smiled tenderly and whispered, "I love you, Yeonwoo. I love you so much." She repeated the words softly, sweetly, letting them fill the space between them like a warm breeze.
"I love you," she said again, her voice barely a breath. Then, in a gesture of pure affection, she touched her nose to Yeonwoo's and gently shook it, a loving eskimo kiss that made Yeonwoo giggle softly.
For the first time, Haesol felt the full weight of those words and the freedom they brought. She had finally said it, and it felt right. As they held each other under the night sky, she knew that this was just the beginning of many more expressions of love to come.