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evangelical04 · 1 month ago
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u had me screaming when i saw ur update on my feed and let me tell u the wait DID NOT DISAPPOINT!!!! i especially love your take on stories like this it really feels refreshing to have the main couple talk it out and come to a compromise (n like from the fics that ive read w this premise, urs is rly different — in a good way ofc – AND I MUST EMPHASIZE HOW REFRESHING IT IS)
anyway i hope u have a good day ❀
Oh my goodness thank you!! I'm so glad you're liking it and my style of writing. I've found that as I've gotten older, the more grounded less intense drama style of writing is the type I gravitate toward. I personally LOVE arranged marriage tropes and I was getting tired of the majority being extremely toxic with pushover MCs and soap opera levels of drama so I decided that if I could criticize, I should be able to do better, which is what let to me starting to write A Single Daffodil actually. It's such a relief to me that readers feel the same way so thank you for telling me! I hope you have a good day as well!!! <333
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evangelical04 · 1 month ago
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W’S IN THE CHAT BOYS WE GOT A MUTUAL CONFESSION
NOW MAKE OUT
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Except they're actually really into it and just nervous 👉👈
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evangelical04 · 1 month ago
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hey girl, amazing chapter as usual! i loved EVERY part of it. but i think you need to edit the warnings a bit 😅
You are so correct I totally forgot 😭😭😭 I was so excited to post i completely forgot to change the warnings LMAO ty for telling me. But thanks for reading and I'm glad you liked it!!
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evangelical04 · 1 month ago
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A Single Daffodil || 6
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Summary: Getting arranged to be married to your long-time crush wasn't exactly the fairy tale romance you were hoping for. Nor is the dynamic of the marriage, with your husband treating you like you don't exist. But you're going to make this work, whether he cares about you or not. And he definitely doesn't...right?
Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader
Rating: 18+ minors DNI
Word Count: 6.4K
Genre: angst, romance, unrequited love, smut, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage au, businessman yoongi
Warnings: some angst, but this is a fluffy chapter so not much to say
Author's Note: hi everyone, i hope you're all well! sorry it took so long to get this out, i was really going through it and didn't have a lot of motivation to write, but this is finished now!! it's a lot shorter than i wanted it to be, but i decided it didn't matter and wanted to post anyway, so i hope you guys enjoy it despite the length (or lack thereof). thank you guys again so much for being so patient and understanding, you all are so amazing and i couldn't ask for better readers. i hope you enjoy the newest installment!
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Walking through the lobby of Yoongi’s apartment in what was essentially a morning after look left you with a new sense of embarrassment you hadn’t felt before. You pointedly avoided eye contact with the security guard as you beelined to the elevator, hoping he couldn’t make out the outline of a crumpled dress and lingerie in the bag hanging from your fingertips. The elevator takes what feels like an eternity to open its doors and once it does, you quickly ducked inside, repeatedly hitting the close button so no one else can enter. 
Once you reached Yoongi’s apartment door, you breathed deeply, trying to calm your nerves before entering. You punched in the passcode, hearing the lock click and slowly turned the handle to crack open the door, seeing if you could catch a peek of Yoongi in the living room. Luck seemed to be on your side as the couch was empty, and you darted past the door, speed walking to the stairs to get changed. Making it to your room felt like winning a marathon as you shut the door behind you and chucked your plastic bag at the floor. You didn’t know what you would’ve done had you run into Yoongi dressed in nothing but Jaehyun’s shirt, missing even undergarments. 
While you showered and dressed yourself in comfier clothing, making a mental note to wash and return Jaehyun’s shirt as soon as you could, you contemplated how you should approach your conversation with Yoongi. You hadn’t talked to him since Friday night when you’d caught him on top of Jimin. You ran multiple scenarios of how a conversation with him would go as you entered the shower, wondering how he would react to you saying that you had feelings for him. 
Wait, is that what you were going to do? Confess to him? You weren’t sure about that. You knew you wanted to be honest with him but not that honest. But
if you asked him to remain exclusive or said that him seeing people other than you bothered you, wouldn’t he be able to put the pieces together from that? You sighed, letting the warm water trickle down your face, pushing your hair back against your scalp, at least not confessing would save you an iota of embarrassment. 
You finished showering rather quickly, a bit too quickly for your own taste, you wanted to delay this inevitable conversation as long as possible. Picking your clothes was simple enough, aiming for a comfy outfit with a simple sweatshirt and leggings, noting the chilled air in the house. 
Finally, you were ready. Physically, at least. 
Emotionally? You wanted to crawl under your bed. But that wasn’t an option, or so you told yourself, as you combed your hair and stared yourself down in the mirror.
You could do this. How hard could it be? 
A glimmer of gold caught your eye on your desk and made you hesitate, seeing your ring sitting patiently on the flat surface. You reached for it, reasoning that if you wanted to commit to Yoongi, you should be wearing it. The cool feeling of the metal sliding onto your finger was grounding, something you needed for the conversation you were about to have. 
Reaching for your door handle, you worried your lip over the fact that you still had no idea what you wanted to say. Should you wait until you’d formulated a plan? Or until you felt properly ready? No, you’d never talk to him at that rate. 
As you opened the door, you stumbled back in shock, seeing Yoongi already standing there, looking disheveled and exhausted. He seemed equally surprised that you’d opened the door, showing in his slightly open mouth and wide eyes. You noticed the dark circles sinking in under his bloodshot eyes and messy bangs adorning his forehead, his lips were chapped and parted. Was he alright? But that’s not what was important right now.
“Yoongi-ssi,” you stuttered, caught off guard by his sudden appearance, “What are you doing here?”
Yoongi sighed, running a hand through already messy hair, before looking at you directly, “I wanted to talk to you. About Friday,” he paused, “About everything.”
Great.
“Oh, okay, I actually wanted to talk to you too. Why don’t you come in,” it felt awkward gesturing for him to enter your room but he looked like he was about to fall over any second and you didn’t want to risk him getting a head injury. Guiding him to your bed, you watched him sit before pulling your desk chair up so you could face him. 
“Would you like to start,” you asked, trying to meet his downcast gaze.
“No, no, I want to hear what you have to say first,” he said quietly. 
“Okay, well, firstly, I wanted to apologize for how I reacted on Friday,” you started, holding up your hand when you saw Yoongi begin to protest, “I’m not apologizing for being upset, I’m apologizing for taking it out on you. In our agreement, you were allowed to pursue other people and I shouldn’t have reacted that way, at least, not externally. You didn’t really do anything wrong. But, to clear the air, I want to explain why I reacted the way I did.”
This was going well so far, or at least, that’s what you were telling yourself. Yoongi seemed surprised but only nodded for you to continue, so you did. 
“To be completely honest, I’m not really okay with us having an open relationship, I don’t like the idea of you with other people or me going out with other people, it feels,” you weighed your words carefully, “It feels disrespectful, at least, that’s how I see it. But, I should’ve made that clear when it was first brought up, so that’s on me.”
Yoongi shook his head, but you continued on, feeling like you were unable to stop talking now that you’d started, “Honestly, this entire relationship has felt kind of one-sided. I don’t like how you get upset at random things or draw a line between us so harshly. I understand that this wasn't ideal for you, I’m not asking you to fall in love with me, but I do want us to work together.”
“I want us to try and at least be friends to start, I think we started off too hostile,” you continued, feeling like you were building to a crescendo.
“To be totally transparent,” you took a deep breath, was this really what you wanted to do? There could be devastating consequences, but you felt in your bones that you wanted to be completely honest with him. You satiated your nerves by reminding yourself that you had your own apartment to go back to should Yoongi’s reaction be extremely negative.
“Even before we got married,” another deep breath, you could do this. This wasn’t such a big deal, you didn’t even have very deep feelings for him, they felt superficial. So with that logic, you told yourself, a rejection wouldn’t be the end of the world. 
“I’ve had a sort of crush on you,” there was no turning back from here. You had told yourself you weren’t planning on confessing, yet here you were, baring your soul. Your eyes were turned downward, afraid of seeing Yoongi’s reaction, the only thing you heard being a surprised exhale at your statement. Your fingers entangled with one another in a nervous tic as you slowly lifted your gaze to meet Yoongi’s. 
His eyebrows were knitted together, in what expression, you weren’t sure. His eyes held an emotion you couldn’t read. His mouth was pursed in a sentiment you couldn’t decipher. Why was he so difficult to read? Why couldn’t you tell what he was thinking? It only made you more nervous. You had tried to quell your fears by telling yourself that your feelings were too shallow to warrant being so upset at a rejection, but you knew that it would still be devastating to you. When did your heart ever listen to logic?
As you sat in a silence that felt like it lasted minutes on end, Yoongi finally opened his mouth. 
“I didn’t know,” he stated, you still couldn’t read his expression. Was that all he had to say? You could feel your heart sinking into your stomach and your eyes begin to well with tears. 
“Yeah, well, I didn’t exactly want to announce it,” you retorted, feeling exposed and upset. You had confessed something of this caliber and that was all he could say in response? It was angering and you could feel the control you had over your expression slipping from your grasp. You turned away from Yoongi, attempting to steel your outward appearance, not wanting to let him see how much he affected you. 
A hand caught your arm that was reaching up to run a hand through your hair, making you face Yoongi once more. His eyebrows were more scrunched together than before, making him look upset, but you couldn’t be sure. 
“Y/N, I’m sorry, I want to say more, it’s just a lot to process,” he said, biting at the chapped bits of his lip, making your eyes catch on the movement. You quickly averted your gaze back to his own, waiting for him to speak. 
He released your arm, leaning back in his position on your bed, letting out a sigh, “I’ve been thinking about a lot of stuff the past few days, and I want to apologize, for a lot. It was shitty of me to try to sleep with someone else, it was shitty of me to do a lot of things. You didn’t deserve any of it. I should’ve tried to get to know you better before we got married instead of imposing stupid rules, I should’ve been nicer to you during the whole process, and I shouldn’t have been so back and forth with how I acted towards you. There’s a lot I wish I had done differently, and I want to apologize for all of it.”
His words left you silent, mouth slightly parted in shock, not having expected such a genuine apology from his lips. 
He took your silence as a sign to continue, “I’ve probably been really frustrating to deal with, with how I’ve been handling this, but I want to make things clear, I definitely feel something for you too.”
Your ears felt like they were ringing, was this really happening? You hadn’t even prepared yourself for this type of outcome, you weren’t sure how to react. 
“It took me some time to actually come to terms with that because I didn’t understand what I was feeling, but I can confidently say that I like you too. I want to make this work, I want to do this together, with you,” Yoongi finished, running a hand through his messy hair before looking at you once more. 
You weren’t sure of what to say exactly, your palms were growing sweaty and your mind felt blank. But you couldn’t leave Yoongi hanging, you had to say something, anything. 
“We shouldn’t try to start a relationship,” you blurted out, surprising Yoongi and yourself. But it was true to how you felt, with how things had progressed so far, you absolutely did not feel ready to jump into a relationship with Yoongi. The power imbalance felt too great, despite him just confirming that he had feelings for you too, you knew he could ask anything of you and you’d oblige. That wasn’t a healthy foundation. 
In addition to that, you didn’t feel like you knew him well enough. You liked to be friends with people for a little bit before starting to date them, it allowed to get to know them without the pressure of a relationship, and usually only aided in your feelings towards them. Right now, you knew what you felt for Yoongi was too shallow to start a relationship that you would enjoy. 
And the most important, you wanted to make sure you had an out. If a relationship between you and Yoongi didn’t work out, you couldn’t just stop seeing each other, you’d still be married. You’d still have obligations to each other. You wanted to make sure that you and Yoongi could function as friends first, roommates at the least, before you jumped into a relationship that had the potential to end badly. If you knew that you’d be able to have a fall back plan with him, you’d feel much more comfortable going into this. It was a bad habit of yours, though, looking for a way out of situations before they had even come to fruition. You had tried to shake it, you really had, especially at the advice of your college counselor back when you actually got therapy, but it had creeped its way back into your routine. 
Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed, “Why?” 
Biting your lip, you made sure to take an even breath, “With how everything has been so far, I feel like it’d be better to start as friends. It feels too fast to jump straight into a relationship.”
Yoongi nodded slowly, “Okay, that makes sense. How about a compromise?”
Your attention quickly drew to his face, your eyebrows scrunching together in confusion and intrigue, “What do you mean?”
“Let me take you out on dates every now and then, we can go slowly so you’re comfortable,” he stated, sharp eyes carefully gauging your reaction. 
You could feel your mouth open slightly in shock at his proposition, but your mind raced to consider the options, would you be able to handle dates with him? Would you even survive?
A new thought entered your mind, slightly unwelcome, but the fact remained that you didn’t have to restrain yourself anymore. You didn’t have to be concerned with whether you would survive dates with Yoongi anymore, because Yoongi liked you. It was mutual. There were no consequences to worry about, no reason to catch yourself, to monitor your feelings.
Because he liked you. 
You silently nodded, still processing the entire situation, barely registering Yoongi’s returning nod. 
“Okay,” he stated, a little breathlessly, “I should really go shower, so I’m gonna do that.” He stood quickly, nodding at you, before rushing out your door. You weren’t quite so far gone that you didn’t notice his burning red ears, making you smile softly. 
Hearing the door shut gently, you leaned back in your chair, exhaling loudly.
None of this felt real. 
Did that really just happen?
You had spent so long pondering the possibilities and endless realities of Yoongi rejecting you, being disgusted, upset, or divorcing you that you didn’t know what to do in the situation where he felt the same. Your mind was spinning and you felt yourself rise from your seat only to fall back onto your bed, staring up at the ceiling. 
It felt like a dream, almost.
But the slight chill in the air, the feeling of the comforter beneath your fingertips, the distant sound of the shower running proved to you that it was real. A smile grew on your face as you sat in your thoughts, wasn’t this the best case scenario? And it was truly happening.
Turning your head to the side, you glanced at the clock sitting on your bedside table. It was only around noon at this point, plenty of time left in the day. Noting the time made your stomach growl, berating your choice to have not eaten until now. You sat up, deciding to cook, leaving your room to head to the kitchen. 
Cooking was a hit or miss for you, it really depended on what mood you were in, if you felt like cooking. You were in a great mood today, though, and it showed in your enthusiasm at wondering what you should make for lunch. Something light and easy, shareable. Because you wanted to share it with Yoongi. 
You settled on kimbap, finding the necessary vegetables in the fridge and starting to chop them. When you were happy, you made spam kimbap, so that’s what you made. A small little hum started up in you, influenced by the music flowing through your headphones, inciting a sway in your step and a tap in your foot. You hadn’t been this content in a while, but it felt achingly familiar, a fond tug in your heart. You almost didn’t know what to do with yourself without the lingering sadness or restriction on your feelings toward Yoongi. 
You weren’t sure if it had truly set in yet, the reality of the situation, but while it hadn’t, you were going to enjoy the honeymoon phase of just having confessed to each other. 
Flipping the spam on the stove, you quietly sang along to your song, using your chopsticks as a makeshift microphone in your muted movements. The last time you were able to relax like this, you recalled, was before you moved out of your apartment, after getting off a call with Hoseok and Joohee. The call had been a regular check in between the three of you and had left you in an exceedingly good mood and aggressively singing in your kitchen while making dinner. Your movements slowed and voice died as you thought about the past few months and how you had rarely had a moment of true content. 
Your thoughts were constantly plagued by Yoongi and later, his actions toward you and what they could mean. You felt a wave of emotional exhaustion hit you now that your brain wasn’t in overdrive trying to regulate your feelings and decipher Yoongi’s. 
A glance down at the spam told you it was done and you quickly moved it to another plate. Turning around to retrieve the veggies, you were met with Yoongi standing silently at the edge of the kitchen, leaning against the pillar, making you stumble back.
“Oh, Yoongi-ssi, you surprised me,” you breathed, pressing a hand to your chest before reaching for the veggies to lightly stir fry. 
“My bad, I should’ve said something. What are you making,” he asked, walking over to you. 
“Just spam kimbap,” you said shortly, keeping your eyes trained on the pan in front of you. You weren’t used to him being this casual with you. 
“Y/N,” he called, drawing your attention to his form now leaning against the counter, “Shouldn’t we be more casual with each other? You still call me Yoongi-ssi.”
“Oh,” you stuttered, “I suppose so.” This was maybe too much too fast. 
“How about it, Y/N-ah,” he said, a teasing lilt to his voice.
“Um, sure, Yoongi,” you said, trying to turn your gaze back to your vegetables, how did he switch up his attitude so easily?
You heard him chuckle quietly before you transferred your veggies to another plate.
“Is there any way I can help,” you heard him and you had to stop yourself from automatically rejecting his offer. You could change your attitude too, it couldn’t be that hard. Hopefully.
“Sure, would you mind taking the rice out of the cooker and into a bowl on the counter,” you asked, to which he quickly obliged. 
This all felt a little too domestic, you weren’t ready for this level of familiarity. It was a difficult transition, to say the least. You were used to maintaining apathy toward Yoongi, at least, externally. Your body’s natural instinct now was to turn away from him and mind your expression, it was tough to turn that off. 
“Why don’t we both roll, it’ll get done faster that way,” Yoongi suggested, innocently looking at you from the other side of the counter, unaware of the turmoil brewing inside you. Why couldn’t you just relax around him?
“Sure,” you stuttered, making your way to the table so you could sit and roll. Yoongi sat down next to you, not a care in the world it seemed, and began expertly portioning ingredients and rolling the kimbap. 
You looked on in half-awe at his skill, your own hands slowing in their motions. Yoongi paused before looking at you, eyebrow raised.
“Oh, sorry,” you said, feeling heat flood your face, “I didn’t expect you to be so good at this.”
Yoongi only chuckled slightly before resuming his task, “Yeah, Jin hyung and I used to make these during the holidays, Jeongguk too once he was old enough.”
The fondness in Yoongi’s voice made you smile, “That sounds really nice. I can imagine Seokjin oppa being pretty strict in the kitchen.”
Yoongi laughed, a sound that was warm and pleasant to your ears, “Yeah, I always thought he’d grow up to be a chef.”
You nodded, you thought so too, having witnessed the way he forced the kitchen staff at their home to let him join in the cooking and play expeditor whenever you visited Joohee. 
You and Yoongi worked in a comfortable silence, entering a smooth rhythm of making the kimbap, ending with being delegated to slicing the rolls that Yoongi formed. Once you were both finished, you dug in, savoring the comforting flavor of the spam and stir fried vegetables. 
Yoongi sighed into his meal, eyes closed, “It’s been so long since I’ve had kimbap, especially homemade.”
Your eyes traced down his side profile, noting his rounded out cheeks from food and contented smile, “Yeah, it’s nice every once in a while.”
Yoongi opened his eyes, looking at you, “Yeah, it is.”
You felt embarrassed as your cheeks warmed from his eyes on you, but you tried to maintain composure. It was clear, you decided, that his effect on you had only increased since your conversation. 
It would be difficult to remain just friends, but it felt a little easier now that you knew you weren’t alone in your feelings.
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“What?”
“Are you serious?”
Joohee and Hoseok’s voices blended together as they shouted over each other on the video call. You giggled, shaking your head, “I still can’t believe it either.”
“That’s great, though, right,” Joohee asked, spooning another mouthful of noodles into her mouth, muffling her voice, “This is what you wanted right?”
The million dollar question. It was, wasn’t it? You felt content, and you were confident in that feeling for the first time in a while.
“Yeah,” you smiled, “It is. I’m happy that we’re starting as friends.”
“Y/N-ie,” Hoseok said softly, “You look so happy. I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you,” you smiled, squeezing the Pokemon plushie in your arms, “It feels really nice.”
Joohee sighed, “Damn, you’re making me feel really single.”
Both you and Hoseok laughed, making Joohee choke slightly on her ramyeon. Even while you were telling your friends, it still didn’t feel real. Your head felt foggy almost, like you were in a dream, but you’d pinched yourself multiple times since this morning to confirm your consciousness. 
“So why did you decide to just be friends? Wasn’t being together for real the whole point,” Joohee said after swallowing her noodles. 
You paused before answering, unsure of quite how to phrase it. To say you thought it through extensively before you’d proposed only friendship to Yoongi would be a lie, it came out of you before you could stop it. It was something you knew you needed to do, to make sure this was going to last, relationship or not. You hadn’t thought it out beforehand mainly because you hadn’t considered this outcome a possibility.
“I needed an anchor, I guess. I needed to know that this could work even if we didn’t get together, because we’re still married. And, I won’t deny it, I wanted to take it slow. I guess my feelings for Yoongi have been really shallow and I want them to be a bit more before we jump into a relationship,” you said, “I don’t know. Maybe that was the wrong move.”
“It absolutely wasn’t,” Hoseok said, sending you an encouraging smile through the screen. You could see the moving boxes piling up behind him now that he’d finally found an apartment he liked and was close to his future studio.
Joohee nodded in agreement, “Yeah, it’s better to start off as friends and work your way up. This relationship is already so unconventional, it’s good that you guys will be starting in a more grounded way.”
You smiled, the feeling of your friends backing up your decision made you feel more confident. 
“Are you feeling ready to go back to work tomorrow?”
Your smile slowly faded, thinking about the pile of work awaiting you after two weeks of absence. 
“Yeah, I’m excited to have something to do,” you started, fiddling with the pen at your desk, “But our main project got delayed by the devs again, looks like some performance issues after beta testing. We still have to move ahead so we’re in the late promotional phase now, looking at some influencer endorsements. I was thinking of asking Jeongguk, actually.”
Joohee grinned, “Yeah, that rascal will totally say yes. He’s smitten with you!”
You felt heat take over your face as you stared incredulously at Joohee, “What do you mean?”
“He just really likes you! I don’t think he has a lot of gamer friends, at least that he knows in person, so I think he’s just really excited to have you as a friend,” she explained, pushing her bowl to the side. 
“He told me he likes older women,” Hoseok said bluntly, making you choke on your sip of water. 
“What,” Joohee exclaimed, bringing her face much closer to the camera, “When did you talk to him?”
“We talked a bit at the wedding, he heard me mention the dance studio so we exchanged contacts because he was interested,” Hoseok detailed, “I mentioned offhand that it was hard to find a date in Seoul and he asked what my type was. Then he just said that he liked older women when I asked him the same.”
You stifled a laugh while Joohee didn’t hold hers back, making Hoseok join in too.
“Looks like Yoongi has some competition,” Joohee giggled.
“As if! I’m not into younger guys,” you wrinkled your nose.
“Except for that one hookup in our fourth year,” Hoseok interjected, “Wasn’t he a first year?”
You groaned, covering your face, “I didn’t know! He looked a lot older, and I thought we agreed not to mention that anymore!”
Hoseok and Joohee continued laughing, and even though it was at your expense, you couldn’t help but join in. The weekend had certainly been eventful, but closing your Sunday afternoon with the comfort of your friends left you feeling quite pleased. 
After ending the class with Hoseok and Joohee, you scrolled on your phone for a bit, catching up on unread messages and emails. 
Jimin’s apologetic message stood out to you and you finally typed out a reply, quelling his concerns and promising that he had done nothing wrong. You hadn’t mentioned the incident to Hoseok in case Jimin felt uncomfortable with it, so you were confident that the two of you could move past this easily. You also didn’t want things to get awkward between him and Hoseok right before they started up the studio.
A soft knock on your door drew your attention and had you get up from your relaxed position on your bed, opening the door up to Yoongi’s form.
“Hey, I just wanted to see if you had any plans for dinner,” Yoongi said, biting his lip and knitting together his eyebrows. If you didn’t know any better, he almost looked nervous. 
“No, I don’t, did you have something in mind,” you asked, inviting him inside your room. 
“Oh, well, there’s a nice restaurant that I like to go to for some good comfort food, if you’re good with that,” he said, fingers playing with the thread on his black pullover, distracting your gaze. 
“Yeah, that sounds good,” you smiled, “I’ll be ready in a few minutes.”
“Okay, great,” he said, a tad too loudly, before relaxing in his posture, “Great. I’ll meet you downstairs when you’re ready. You can dress casually, by the way.”
“Will do,” you smiled, why did he feel so awkward? Maybe he wasn’t as good at this as you had thought earlier in the kitchen. 
He quickly left, nodding a short goodbye before entering his room and shutting the door. You did the same, turning toward your closet entrance, pondering what to wear. Casual, right?
Your finger dragged along the hanging clothing in the closet, brushing the different fabrics. You picked out a soft cotton t-shirt that you got from a work event and some jeans, settling on the simple look with a comfy oversized jacket. 
Giving yourself a once-over, you deemed yourself presentable. You weren’t sure if Yoongi was already ready and waiting downstairs, so you left and made your way down there.
Yoongi was waiting in much the same outfit as he was in before, but switched out his sweatpants for some dark, straight legged jeans and put on a black snapback. He looked far more casual than you’d ever seen and it was a welcome sight. 
He smiled softly at you before tilting his head, “Ready to go?”
You nodded, slipping on your shoes by the door and walking out into the main hallway. Yoongi and you were silent on the elevator ride down to the garage. It felt a little awkward, but it was a different type of awkward than before. Where before you both didn’t know what to say to each other, now it felt more like you didn’t know how to say what you wanted to. You weren’t sure if that was better.
When you got down to the garage, Yoongi led you to a sleek black sedan, opening the passenger side door for you. You sent him a slightly confused smile as you got in and he clarified, “This is my personal car. I don’t use it that much daily because parking can be a hassle at the office, but it’ll be fine where we’re going.” 
“Oh, okay,” you responded, this mystery destination had started to feel a little bit ominous. As he walked around the car to the other door, you clicked in your seatbelt, wondering where exactly you were going. Yoongi slid into the driver seat, seamlessly starting up the car and clicking in his seatbelt. You saw him turn towards you, hand outstretched for a moment, before glancing down and retracting his hand.
He cleared his throat before switching gear and pulling out from his parking spot. Yoongi’s driving was smooth and relaxing, making you melt into the leather seats and stare out the window at the sun beginning to set. Yoongi had started up some soft jazz on his speakers making you further enjoy the quiet ambiance of the evening drive. 
After a little while, Yoongi pulled into a small parking lot, next to an empty grassy lawn near the Han river. Shutting off the engine, he quickly exited, speed walking around the car to open your door for you barely after you’d finished unbuckling. His dedication to chivalry made you chuckle softly, thanking him with a nod as you got out of the car. 
While you were distracted by the sight of city lights reflecting on the Han river in mesmerizing shimmers in time with the water current, Yoongi gently led you to an outdoor eating area with some plastic covers keeping out insects and smoke rising from the kitchen near the back. Delicious smells of cooking meat and seasoned vegetables filled your nostrils and you inhaled gratefully. 
Yoongi led you inside, nodding at the older woman by the counter and guided you to a two seater table in the corner. The older women quickly brought you drinks and side dishes, affectionately ruffling Yoongi’s hair before he prattled on an order of meats and veggies, letting you do the same after him. 
While you waited for your food to arrive, you took a moment to observe your surroundings further. It wasn’t what you were expecting, when Yoongi said he wanted to take you to dinner, but it was certainly welcome. The loud chatter and laughter from other tables fed into a cheerful environment and the gentle smoke from meat cooking made your stomach growl. 
Yoongi seemed to be quite familiar with the staff as well, leading you to question him, “Do you come here often?”
He smiled, shrugging his shoulders, “Not as often as I’d like to anymore. In college, though, I’d come here all the time with Namjoon and Jin hyung. The ahjumma there has been running this shop for over twenty years, I think, and she knows me fairly well by now.”
The thought of a college aged Yoongi sitting at these tables with his friends and enjoying charred pork on top of a bed of perilla leaves, laughing at something Seokjin said, made you smile. 
“Are you okay with coming here? Instead of a classier restaurant,” Yoongi asked, though he didn’t seem to be afraid of your answer. 
You shook your head anyway, “Of course I am, I’ve been craving some barbeque actually. Joohee, Hoseok, Mina and I used to go to these all the time in college too, but those were much closer to campus. The view is nicer here,” you finished, looking out onto the river through the almost see through plastic sheets.
“Mina,” Yoongi questioned, looking at you.
“Oh,” you stuttered, inwardly cursing yourself for letting that slip, “She was my ex, back in college.”
Yoongi nodded, not seeming too taken aback, “Makes sense. Those kinds of meals always made those college exams worth it.”
“Definitely,” you laughed.
The older woman approached your table balancing multiple trays and expertly set the food down in front of you. You didn’t have to cook your own meat here, so you and Yoongi immediately dug in and began wrapping the meat and vegetables in lettuce and cabbage. 
The two of you sat in a comfortable silence while you ate, too preoccupied with the food to really focus on conversation. As you both eventually slowed your eating, Yoongi began asking you basic questions, wondering about your work, friends, and hobbies. You happily answered him, returning the favor by diving into his own interests and life. It felt natural, like two people just hanging out and getting to know each other. 
You found that this was the most relaxed you’d felt in Yoongi’s presence so far, and it was definitely something you could get used to. Watching his cheeks puff up when he ate, his eyes close as he savored the flavor, and his smile as you answered his questions made you feel warm and lucid. 
You soon finished up and Yoongi stood to go pay, even though you’d offered.
“You can get it next time,” he’d said, smiling down at you. That made your cheeks flush and you had to look away from his gaze. 
The drive back to the apartment was calm and serene, the scenery of the river blowing by through the window. Your arm rested on the surface between the two front seats and you flinched slightly when you felt Yoongi’s elbow touch yours. His eyes remained forward but you spotted the red tinge to his ears, betraying his indifferent exterior. 
It was cute, you decided, chuckling quietly. You left your arm in its position, pressed against Yoongi’s. 
It was nice. 
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Yoongi collapsed onto his bed, breathless. Had this weekend even been real? The rollercoaster of emotions he’d experienced had left him reeling, from unimaginable guilt and self hatred to elation that you harbored feelings for him to a calm and quiet first date with you. 
He flipped over in bed, sighing into his pillow. It felt unbelievable what had happened in the past two weeks since he’d gotten married. He’d been so headstrong in protecting himself and drawing harsh boundaries, dealing with the confusion of growing affection for you from when your families had dined together all those months ago to now. 
As he donned his clothes for bed, he recalled your earlier proposition. To start as friends, he mused. It didn’t seem like a bad idea. Yoongi was well aware of the wrongs he’d committed against you and he was determined to make up for them. 
He wanted to take the opportunity to show you that he was a good person, despite how you two had started off. 
It wouldn’t hurt, either, that it’d give Yoongi the chance to get to know you better, something he was desperate for. He thought back to your dinner by the river, the way your skin glowed in the soft yellow lighting, tendrils of smoke framing your face, and the flush of your cheeks due to the warm atmosphere. 
You’d looked ethereal. 
He’d thoroughly enjoyed your conversation, reveling in being able to learn so much about you. You were slowly opening up and it was exciting, he’d been craving getting to see more sides to your usually stoic nature. 
Earlier that day, after your climactic conversation, he’d spotted you in the kitchen after his shower. You were humming along to a song he’d assumed was playing in your headphones, your hips were swinging gently, and your foot was tapping along to the beat. He’d stood there for a while, admiring your form loose and relaxed in front of the stove. 
He’d never seen you like that before, but he decided right there it was a sight he wanted to come back to every day.
It would a lie to say Yoongi wasn’t nervous about how quickly his feelings for you were developing. He had felt them building up during the wedding preparations, especially so during the rehearsal dinner and ceremony itself. But the way he was becoming overcome with fondness and affection for you was maybe a bit concerning. 
Another reason why your decision to start as friends was probably the right one. Yoongi wanted to savor every moment of falling for you, and you falling for him. He wanted to catch your eye from across the room and make you smile, he wanted to bring redness to your cheeks and make your eyes dart away, he wanted to feel his heart race when you smiled at him, cuddle with you on the couch during a movie, and feel your palm against his as you walked the streets of Seoul. 
As Yoongi fell asleep that night, he dreamed of a sweet and slow romance between you two and of daffodil petals in your hair. 
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evangelical04 · 1 month ago
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Hi hi! I've been feeling a lot better about writing lately, so much so that I finished chapter 6 today! It's a fair amount shorter than I would've liked, but I didn't want to drag it out for the sake of word count. I'll be posting it when I get home from classes today so keep an eye out! I hope you guys enjoy it and the length isn't too short, thank you guys so much for being so patient and sticking with me. Your support means everything, truly.
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evangelical04 · 2 months ago
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Hey I was wondering if you were planning on updating a single daffodil. No pressure or anything, I was just wondering because the story is so interesting :)
Hello!! I'm hoping to post chapter six sometime soon, but I'm not really sure when honestly, I'm only about halfway through what I want to write for it and it's been hard to come by motivation. Hopefully I can get it posted by mid October! I know that's a while away but I'm trying to give myself ample time lol
Thank you for your patience and I hope you continue to read!
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evangelical04 · 2 months ago
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hey there, your secret fan!!! i just want it to know if you are alright and feeling well. not bc i’m waiting for the next episode but for you genuinely (i mean i check if you post new episode everyday but it’s not important if you’re not okay) so anyway, i hope you are doing well and feel well.
Hello, love! You're so dedicated, I'm flattered! I'm doing okay, uni has been a bit overwhelming and I had a huge accounting exam last week, it got rescheduled because there was a shooting the other time đŸ€ȘđŸ€Ș
And then I found my car with it's taillight broken and bumper scratched up in a hit and run in my apartment parking lot and my dad going to the hospital for a sickness, life has been a lot lately and it's been a struggle to find motivation to write.
Part of it I think is because I'm trying to reach the 10K, 11K word counts that the previous chapters had and it's really not helping my motivation either. You all have been so patient and I'm so thankful, it's honestly so sweet and I feel even worse when I'm not writing because you all are so nice to me when I'm not posting.
I really hope I can finish the sixth chapter soon, I'm thinking there'll be around 8 or 9 in total, depending on how I'm able to do. I just wish I had more motivation and drive. Again, I'm so grateful for you guys <33
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evangelical04 · 2 months ago
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If you have decided you aren’t going to finish this, can we please get some insight into how it would have ended? Dying to know!
Hello! I am still planning on posting more chapters but I can understand the frustration, to make a long story incredibly short, our MC and Yoongi do get together but slowly, with Yoongi being more clingy and having more to prove, with a bit of jealousy directed at one of Yoongis friends who's affection with our MC pushing him to be more open about his affection
I'm so sorry the sixth chapter is taking so long, I've been trying to write on and off and the motivation has been so waning, it's been really tough, but I'm so thankful for all the patience and kind words
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evangelical04 · 2 months ago
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Hey, I just wanted to ask when are we getting the new chapter for "a single daffodil" ?
No pressure
Hi! I'm really sorry about the whole wait, I've just been struggling a lot with writing the sixth chapter, I think partly because I feel like it has to get up to a certain length before I should post it especially now that I've made you guys wait for so long so the motivation has been even less. I honestly don't know when I'll get it posted but I've been working on the chapter on and off and am just below 4k words which is really disheartening for me, so I'm honestly not sure. I'm so sorry and I hope you guys continue to read once it's posted and I'm so grateful for your guy's patience <3
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evangelical04 · 2 months ago
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I also agree that Yoongi will mess this up as he is so emotionally constipated he won’t know how to react. All he knows how to do is hurt her it seems.
Damn yall have some faith in my boy, he gets his redemption I swear 😭😭
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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so here’s my thought (it’s me again your secret fan lol, i was also the last anon again😌) i think after her confrontation yoongi won’t tell her the truth or will be in shock. my guess is that he is gonna mess it up. i don’t trust him lol
Hello hello secret fella! Glad to hear from you again :)) those are some very interesting hypotheses and it kinda makes me laugh how little faith the readers have in yoongi now (though deserved lol)
I guess we'll have to see what he does! Hoping to get it posted tomorrow or Monday!!!
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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a little snippet would be okay only if it’s okay for u. maybe in this way we can some theories and ask u and u would be motivated with our interest? (idk if this makes sense but i hope u get what i mean) take care of yourself tho. uni is hard especially last year of it.
oh my goodness this reply is so sweet, thank you so much, I honestly feel more motivated already just because of this. Uni is definitely already kicking my ass this semester, but we're powering through! Thank you so much for your support <33 As promised, a snippet is there below!
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“To be totally transparent,” you took a deep breath, was this really what you wanted to do? There could be devastating consequences, but you felt in your bones that you wanted to be completely honest with him. You satiated your nerves by reminding yourself that you had your own apartment to go back to should Yoongi’s reaction be extremely negative.
“Even before we got married,” another deep breath, you could do this. This wasn’t such a big deal, you didn’t even have very deep feelings for him, they felt superficial. So with that logic, you told yourself, a rejection wouldn’t be the end of the world. 
“I’ve had a sort of crush on you,” there was no turning back from here. You had told yourself you weren’t planning on confessing, yet here you were, baring your soul. Your eyes were turned downward, afraid of seeing Yoongi’s reaction, the only thing you heard being a surprised exhale at your statement. Your fingers entangled with one another in a nervous tic as you slowly lifted your gaze to meet Yoongi’s. 
His eyebrows were knitted together, in what expression, you weren’t sure. His eyes held an emotion you couldn’t read. His mouth was pursed in a sentiment you couldn’t decipher. Why was he so difficult to read? Why couldn’t you tell what he was thinking? It only made you more nervous. You had tried to quell your fears by telling yourself that your feelings were too shallow to warrant being so upset at a rejection, but you knew that it would still be devastating to you. When did your heart ever listen to logic?
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Let me know what you guys think! honestly, this is such a good idea, I'd love to try something else out to get my motivation up: would you guys be interested in a mini q/a about the characters/stories or questions to the characters themselves? I think it'd be helpful for me to get more into the story and the minds of my characters, and hopefully fun for you all! also you're welcome to just scream at this version of yoongi lol. let me know what you guys think of the idea!! thank you guys again for being so patient :))
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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I’ve been a little worried about you lately! Hope all is going well!
Hi!! Thanks for checking in, it's really sweet of you. Motivation has just been really hard to come by lately, especially with my last year of uni starting, but I'm about halfway through the chapter. I really appreciate how patient and understanding you guys are, especially when you check in on me, it's so sweet, thank you all. I hope you're doing well too, stay safe and healthy, love!
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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will there be sixth episode? just askin no pressuređŸ™đŸ»
Hello hello hello! (Read that in rupauls voice lol) there will be! She is in the works right now, about halfway done, I've just been experiencing some insane lack of motivation lately, which hasn't meshed well with wanting to finish the chapter. I'm going to try and get it out this weekend but I'm wondering if I should post a snippet, like a teaser, of it as an apology for taking so long lol, what do you guys think?
Thanks again for reading and being so patient! Stay safe and healthy 💜
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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How are things going with you? Is the job going well?
Hi, thanks for checking in on me! Things are okay, just extremely unmotivated lately which hasn't contributed well to what writing time I do have. The job actually doesn't start until next July, once I've graduated! But fingers crossed it goes well! My current job is another story lol 💀
Thanks again, you're so sweet for checking in, stay safe and healthy my love!
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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Hey! I was wondering when the next chapter for A Single Daffodil is coming out? No rush, i absolutely love your work and i hope everything is going well for you!
Hi hi! I want to get it out this weekend, but I'm only about halfway through writing it honestly. Thank for checking in! I'm sorry that it's been taking so long, but I've felt a real lack of motivation lately. Thanks again for reading and I hope you stick around for the rest of the series, even though I'm taking so long lol. Stay safe and healthy, love!
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evangelical04 · 3 months ago
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Hope all is going well! Excited for the next chapter!
Thank you! I hope you're well too! I'm working on the next chapter and I'm hoping to get it released soon but I've not had much time to write unfortunately, but fingers crossed I'll be able to finish it before this weekend đŸ€žđŸ€ž
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