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panjakes · 2 years ago

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I got love!!

Parings:YeonjunxBlack!Femreader

Summary:Frat boy Yeonjun (with a bad rep)just wants you

Monsta x inspired the title😗✌🏼

You sigh as a bag is placed in your line of view. You look up seeing Choi Yeonjun. He gives you a smile and waves making you close the book you were reading

“What is it choi?” You ask

“Yeonjun…Yeon.Jun! We’ve been over this” he says making you shrug

“Anyway…wat are you reading?” He asks

You just push the book over to him. He reads the title before nodding at you

“I like this book. Ya know I’ve read it like a million times” he says

“Oh really?” Yoh ask pretending to be amused

“Yeah like the plot was crazy” he says nodding

“And what exactly made it crazy?” You ask

“Uh when the Uh uncle turned out to be the k-killer” he says

“Mm. That’s funny I haven’t read anything about that. Guess I must have skipped that part” you say with a sarcastic smile

“Y-yeah! You tell me how that goes” he says making you roll your eyes

“What do you want choi” you say now a little more annoyed

“You know what I want Yn. When are you going to let me take you on a date?” He asks

“In a 100 years” you say getting up and collecting your things

“But we’ll be long gone!” He says

“Exactly!” You say walking away from the table but with yeonjun hot on your tale

He quickly jumped in front of you stoping you from walking any further

“What Yeonjun?” Yoh ask now beyond irritated

“Come on Yn! Why won’t you give me a chance?” He asks with curious eyes

“Give you a chance so you can get in my pants and drop me like you do the rest of the chicks you get bored with?” You ask

“W-what? Why would I do that?” He ask

“Oh please Yeonjun, don’t play dumb with me. I might have just transferred here but I know all about your little flings. I won’t be one of them” you say before pushing past him

“Wait Yn!” He shouts out but you kept going with your walk

“Oh shit yeonjun looking over here!” Your friend, Layla says

You turn your head seeing Yeonjun staring dead at you. When you make eye contact he smiles at you. You scoff and roll your eyes

“He is so gorgeous” sunhee says

You could never take anything away from yeonjuns good lucks but what you could take away is all the thirsty Girls he has around him

“He may be gorgeous but what about his friend Beomgyu I mean have you seen that boy?” Bianca says fanning herself

“Let’s just take a gander and say all the frat boys are fine” Layla says making everyone agree

“Who do you think is attractive Yn?” Sunhee says

“I don’t care for them honestly” you say shrugging

“Girl what do you mean-oh shit! Yeonjun is coming over here” she says fluffing out her silk press. You just put your nose back into your book

“Hey ladies how are you?”

“We’re good thanks for asking” sunhee says smiling

“That’s great, Uh hey Yn I wanted to give you this”

You look up seeing a pink envelope of with a rainbow sticker to seal it. You look at him and then the envelope. He smiles and pushes it closer to you. You groan and take before stuffing it into your purse

“Will you read it?” He asks with a hopeful tone

“Yeah Yeonjun, now please get out my face” you say waving him off

He giggled before leaning down and kissing your cheek before running off. You look towards your friends who all had a dropped jaw

“What does that note say?” Bianca says

“Don’t know and don’t care. Probably will throw it away” you say shrugging

“Absolutely not! Give it here I’ll read it!” Bianca says. You sigh and hand over the envelope. She quickly opens it and gasp before reading

“You exist in my world, in a way that no one else does . You are so special to me. You have a place in my heart no one else ever could have. Give me a chance please? Ps…your pretty” Bianca reads causing the other girls to aw and you to gag

“He even taped a rose to it!” Sunhee says

“Yn if you don’t give him a chance I will” Layla says

“We’ll give him one” you say with a sarcastic smile. You stand up grabbing your bag and snatching the note before walking out

“I don’t know why she won’t give that boy a chance. He’s obviously crazy for her” Bianca says

“That’s because she believes Yeonjun is a whore” layla says

“Such a shame” sunhee says shaking her head

You quickly rush into the bathroom sitting down on the toilet with a sigh. You read the note over and over again.

And you couldn’t help the smile that it put on your face.

“Dude it’s obvious she doesn’t like you why are you still trying?” Taehyun asks

“Because I like her! I really do” Yeonjun says

“But she doesn’t like you” Hueningkai says genuinely confused

“Oh she does! She’s just afraid to admit and plus she’s heard all those rumors about me and she believe them” Yeonjun sighs

“Does she know those rumors are like…years old?” Soobin asks

“No, she thinks I’ll dump her after sex” Yeonjun mumbles causing Beomgyu and Taehyun to laugh and slap each other

“What’s funny?” Yeonjun asks

“Aren’t you a virgin?!” Taehyun asks making Hueningkai laugh harder and Yeonjun upset

“No! And why does that matter?” He asks

“I mean it could have helped you case but. Your not a virgin so”

“How the hell would that help the situation?!” Yeonjun asks

“It would help because it’ll prove your not using her for sex”

“Your an idiot” Yeonjun says walking away to get the door that was being knocked on.

He opens the door shocked to see you on the porch

“Y-Yn?what’re you doing here?” He asks

You push a yellow envelope into his chest and turn away walking off the porch

“Don’t be late” you say confusing him

“Wha? He says opening the envelope seeing a letter. He closes the door back with his foot before reading it

“I am willing to give you a chance. Maybe I like you to, but only a little bit so don’t get big headed choi. Meet me at the cafe on 5th street. Ps…I’m not a rose girl I like tulips”

“FUCK YEAH!” Yeonjun shouts jumping up and down after reading the letter

“Yeonjun? What’s wrong? Who was at the door?l soobin asks coming down the stairs

“She said yes! She’s giving me a chance” Yeonjun says waving the letter in the air with the biggest smile

“Well rub butter on me and call me a turkey, she agreed?” Beomgyu says coming down the stairs

“Yes, and never say that again” Yeonjun points making the three of them laugh

You took a gander and gave him a chance.

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cicadangel · 5 months ago

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tag game thank uu @peplos ^w^

Last song: i always, for you by lee sunhee

Favorite color: blueeee!

Last movie/tv show: neon genesis evangelion,,

Sweet/spicy/savory: savory

Relationship status: what you would expect from someone's who last tv show was neon genesis evangelion.

Last thing googled: "affect synonyms"

Current obsession: 80s kpop!!

#diary

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mi-rae07 · 2 years ago

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Park Seonghwa : Just As Beautiful

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Pairing : Park Seong-hwa (Ateez) and named character (Bae So-yoon)

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Seonghwa opened the door to his hospital's garden, the cold evening air hitting him as he walked in to see his wife crouched on the floor, admiring the daisies that were growing at the edge of the garden, daisies were her favourite. Despite wearing a hospital gown and having a needle pierced into her wrist that helped transfer liquid medicines into her body, she still looked just as beautiful as the day seonghwa had seen her walking down the aisle with a smile on her lips. Those lips were now cracked, the glowing eyes now having dark bags under them and her skin paler than ever. But even then seonghwa still longed for her lips, still saw her eyes glowing whenever she saw him or their 3 year old daughter.

Bae Soyoon looked up as she noticed seonghwa walking closer to her, her face lighting up with a tired smile. Seonghwa held her hand that didn't have a trip connected to it and said

Seonghwa : sweetheart, you're not supposed to be here. Let's get inside, you'll get cold.

Soyoon smiled and shook her head

Soyoon : I wanna feel the cold seongie, what if it's my last time feeling it?

Seonghwa : don’t say that! The medicines-

Soyoon : I am a doctor, seonghwa-ya. I know what I feel, and it's getting closer.

Soyoon had been diagnosed with tuberculosis 3 months ago and the doctor had told her that she had a maximum of 4 more months to live before she died. Seonghwa had been in denial for almost a month, while soyoon being a neurosurgeon had already known her fate. She wished for something different, after all she was only 35. she had wanted to watch her daughter grow into a woman who had a heart as golden as her husbands'. She had wanted to grow old with seonghwa and tease him about the grey streaks in his hair but then again, life had different plans for her.

Seonghwa : soyoon-ah, don't leave us, please.

Soyoon smiled, wrapping her hand tighter around seonghwa's as she asked

Soyoon : where's sunhee?

Seonghwa : she's with my mom, do you want me to call her?

Soyoon : no, no. it's alright, I wanna be with you alone tonight.

Seonghwa : soyoon-ah, are you really sure? Do you really think…do you really think it's close?

Soyoon : mm time is running out, love. I checked the reports today this afternoon and it's…will you bring sunhee to me tomorrow?

That only meant one thing, today had been her last day. Seonghwa pressed his lips together, his eyes watering as he looked away in pain. Soyoon clicked her tongue and cupped seonghwa's face before leaning closer towards him

Soyoon : baby, no. don't cry yet, we still have an entire night for ourselves, don't we?

Seonghwa : how can I…how can I do that knowing you're going away from me tomorrow soyoon-ah, how…

Seonghwa sobbed as he slowly lowered himself to the ground, still holding soyoon's hands. Seonghwa shut his eyes and cried as he said

Seonghwa : I can't…can't live without you, baby. How-how am I supposed to raise sunhee w-without you? She needs her mo-mother too.

Soyoon kneeled down next to seonghwa, holding his hand tight as she whispered softly

Soyoon : she's our daughter, seonghwa, she's a strong girl and she'll grow up beautifully with you by her side. She won't need her mother if she has you, sunhee will learn.

Seonghwa : but I-

Soyoon placed her index finger on his lips and said

Soyoon : shh, I won't be going so far away baby. Even though you might not be able to see me, I'll still be right here.

Soyoon placed her palm against seonghwa's heart, feeling it beat faster at her touch. He was still the same, she still made his heart race. Soyoon smiled and whispered

Soyoon : I'll be right here, always. I'm never going to leave you.

Seonghwa held her palm and rested his head against her shoulder, inhaling deeply. Soyoon rested her head against the side of seonghwa's head and they stayed like that for a while, feeling the cold breeze hit them. A few minutes later soyoon felt her head spin, blood bubbling around the base of her throat. She was having another one of those moments.

Seonghwa felt soyoon tense against him as she coughed, covering her mouth as she felt blood run down her mouth. Seonghwa pulled back, his widened eyes looking at soyoon

Seonghwa : soyoon-ah? Soyoon!

Soyoon shook her head as she coughed harder, her vison blurring. The last thing she heard was seonghwa screaming for the doctors, picking her up in his arms as she felt him run towards the hospital.

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Seonghwa : doctor, is there really nothing else we can do?

Doctor : I'm afraid not, mr park. Soyoon-shi means a lot to all our staffs here, we would do anything we could to save her but…I'm afraid it's too late now.

Seonghwa was about to say something when he heard a weak mumble behind him

Soyoon : seonghwa-ya.

Seonghwa quickly turned around and dashed to soyoon who was lying on the hospital bed, wires once again attatched to her nose and wrists. Seonghwa ran his hand along her hair as he said, his voice as soft as a feather

Seonghwa : yeah? Do you need something?

Soyoon : stay with me.

Seonghwa looked at the doctor and said

Seonghwa : thank you miss lee, you can leave now.

Soyoon gave one last smile at the doctor and nodded as she left, closing the door behind her. Soyoon smiled at seonghwa and said

Soyoon : seongie…

Seonghwa : hmm?

Soyoon : get me some strawberry ice-cream?

Soyoon had always loved strawberry ice-creams, it was the one thing she could eat every day. But she couldn't eat it for a while due to her illness. And now she wanted to taste it for the last time in her life.

Seonghwa : bae soyoon, you know that's bad for you right now.

Soyoon lightly groaned as she hummed and said in a raspy voice

Soyoon : really? I'm going to die anyway, a cup of ice-cream isn't going to fasten the process seonghwa.

Seonghwa looked down, tears filling his eyes at the mention of her death. Soyoon chuckled and held seonghwa's hand before saying

Soyoon : get me an ice-cream my dear husband, I'll be alright.

Seonghwa knew it was the last time soyoon would ever ask him to do something like this, he didn't wanna decline her request. He smiled weakly at soyoon and stood up, grabbing his coat. He kissed her forehead before whispering

Seonghwa : wait for me.

Soyoon : I always will.

Seonghwa gave one last smile to soyoon before walking out the hospital room. Soyoon heard seonghwa mumbling to some staff about keeping an eye on soyoon as she chuckled, sitting straight weakly and grabbing a notepad and pen lying on the table next to her. She smiled and started writing

To my daughter,

Sunhee-ya, have you been well? When I last saw you, you were so small you could barely form proper grammatically correct sentences. You must have grown so much now, using all those big big words. I wish eomma could hear you say all that, hear you smile, laugh, and comfort you while you cried as I did when you were a baby. I'm sure appa must be doing all that for you now, he's always been such a good father to you, always worried about your health and safety.

This must be funny but even before you could form proper sentences, you started singing. And even though you were only 3 and your voice could change over time, you're your father's daughter. And your father has always been able to sing like an angel and I've always wished our child could get that from him. I know you’ve gotten that, his voice and his abilities. I wish I could hear it, wish I could hear you sing just as your father had sang to me. But it's okay, as long as you're happy and is doing what makes you happy, eomma doesn't mind.

When you first came into my arms, you've always been the most beautiful girl to me. Your eyes that look just like your father's, those big doe eyes and that cute little nose, you've been so precious to me. You're my only daughter, my only blood, and even though I haven't been able to be with you for a long time and watch you grow, please know that I would have sacrificed my life for you any day.

You were my dream park sunhee, ever since you were all but a promise inside me, you've been my biggest dream.

Take care of your appa for me, will you? He's a softie who cries at every single animated movie he watches, as you might already know by now. But even then he tries to stay strong for the people around him, he's been my only light through all the dark times. And since I'm gone, I hope you could be his light and his happiness.

Eomma will always love you, my little baby. Eomma is sorry she couldn't be with you through your hard times but I will always protect you and appa from wherever I am, I promise.

Love,

Your eomma.

Soyoon wiped her tears and put the letter inside an envelope and put it on the table, keeping her pen away at the same time seonghwa entered with a packet in his hands. He smiled and shut the door behind him as he walked towards soyoon, opening the packet and handing her a cup of her favorite strawberry ice-cream from her favourite store. Seonghwa took out his ice-cream as well before sitting down next to soyoon on the bed, looking at the envelope on the table with confused eyes. Soyoon chuckled and said before taking a bite of her ice-cream

Soyoon : that's for my daughter, don't you dare touch it.

Seonghwa giggled and looked at soyoon who was sucking on her spoon with a small smile

Seonghwa : you think she'd understand it?

Soyoon : not yet. Which is why you have to take it and keep it away until she's old enough to understand what I've written.

Seonghwa : am I your post-man soyoon-ie?

Soyoon : you're the love of my life.

Seonghwa : aish.

Soyoon giggled as seonghwa rested his back against the headboard, soyoon resting her head against seonghwa's chest as he wrapped his arm around her, keeping her safe. They sat like that, her back against his chest and his arms around her waist.

Soyoon : hwa.

Seonghwa : hmm?

Soyoon : do you remember the first time we met?

Seonghwa : lord, of course I do.

Soyoon giggled and said

Soyoon : you were so stubborn, refusing to take an injection from me.

Seonghwa : you can't blame me, you were hardly a doctor, let alone a neurosurgeon.

Soyoon : in the end you took it anyway.

Seonghwa : yeah because you threatened me and then tied me down on the bed before pushing it into my body.

Soyoon giggled and looked up at seonghwa

Soyoon : and it wasn't that bad, was it?

Seonghwa : oh hell it was. But since it was you, I could happily take a million of those injections to get to see you every time I wake up.

Soyoon : ay, how cringe.

Seonghwa : I could even take a bullet for you, soyoon.

Soyoon smiled, pulling seonghwa down on her and kissing him deeply as she whispered through the kiss

Soyoon : and I could die for you.

And just like that they spent their last happy moments together, giggling and kissing each other while eating ice-cream as if everything was back to normal again and they were just teens.

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Seonghwa was now lying on soyoon's chest, her arms wrapped around seonghwa as his was around her waist. The empty ice-cream cups were now sitting next to the letter, the room smelling like strawberries and soyoon's favourite daisy flavored perfume. Seonghwa inhaled deeply as the sound of his wife's heartbeat reached his ears, bringing him comfort. It was his favourite sound, and he hated that this would be the last time he could sleep to it.

Seonghwa : why did this have to happen to us? Why us, why you, out of all the other people in this world.

Soyoon : it's useless thinking about the if's, hwa.

Seonghwa nuzzled deeper into soyoon, trying not to cry

Soyoon : seonghwa, will you…will you ever love again? After I'm gone-

Seonghwa : no. and don't ask me to because I won't love anyone the way I love you. If you force me to marry someone for the sake of sunhee I would do it because it's your wish. But I do not wish to ruin another woman's life like that so please, please do not ask that of me soyoon.

She knew it would be hard convincing seonghwa to love someone again, especially during times like these. If time brought seonghwa someone who could love him the way soyoon did, then let it be. If not, seonghwa would have sunhee to keep him happy. Soyoon ran her hands through his hair as she sighed and said

Soyoon : so are you going to live alone for the rest of your life then?

Seonghwa : I have sunhee, I have eomma and appa, as well as your eomma. And more than that, I will always have you soyoon-ah. I won't be alone.

Soyoon : I want you to be happy after I'm gone.

Seonghwa : I'll try.

Soyoon : don’t hurt yourself, baby. Remember what we used to say? You're me, and I'm you. Hurting you is like hurting me, so don't do it. One day, after all this, we'll meet again. Until then…

Soyoon took her wedding ring off her hand and unclasped the necklace seonghwa had given her as a gift when they first started dating. Seonghwa looked up and shook his head as tears filled his eyes

Seonghwa : no, no.

Soyoon smiled and put the ring as a locket into the necklace and put it around seonghwa's neck, clasping it tightly behind him. Seonghwa held the necklace as tears ran down his cheeks

Seonghwa : soyoon-ah.

Soyoon : that way I'll always be next to you. So if you ever miss me, just hold on to it and I'll come to you.

Seonghwa sobbed and hugged soyoon tighter, mumbling a thousand 'I love you's', taking every last chance he could get to remind her that he would always love her. Soyoon hugged her husband as a lone tear fell down her cheek, knowing this was the last time she would ever hold him this way.

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The next afternoon

Seonghwa was now sitting on a chair beside soyoon, who was lying on the bed. Their hands were clasped together, not wanting to let go through these last moments. Soyoon felt pain engulf her, but she tried to hold on so as to see her daughter for one last time.

Seonghwa : does it hurt too much, love?

Soyoon : mm no, it's alright. As long as you're right next to me.

Seonghwa : I'll be next to you till the end of time, soyoon.

Soyoon smiled. Seonghwa looked behind as the door opened, revealing a smiley sunhee with her grandmother. Both soyoon's parents and seonghwa's parents had talked to soyoon for the last time a while ago, all that was left now was seonghwa and sunhee.

Sunhee : eomma!

Soyoon smiled and slowly sat up with seonghwa's help, extending her hands and saying softly to her daughter

Soyoon : my baby, come to me.

Sunhee ran up to soyoon and climbed into her arms, hugging her as soyoon smiled and held her daughter's head against her shoulder. She smiled and nodded at seonghwa's mom for one last time as she wiped her tears and left the room.

Soyoon : did you sleep well last night sunhee-ya?

Sunhee : yes eomma. Grandma told me lot of nice stories.

Soyoon : did she?

Sunhee : mm. eomma, when will you tell me a story?

Soyoon pulled back and looked at her daughter with a sad smile, trying her best not to cry. How she wished she could tell stories of her and seonghwa until sunhee was fed up with the cheesy stories. Seonghwa sniffled, looking away in pain.

Soyoon : sunhee-ya…

Sunhee : huh?

Soyoon : eomma must go now.

Sunhee : where is eomma going?

Soyoon : somewhere…somewhere you can't see.

Sunhee : hmm? Why can't I see it?

Soyoon smiled and smoothened sunhee's hair that was tied into small pigtails.

Soyoon : you can't right now, but one day, when you grow up and be a big beautiful girl, you would be able to see me.

Sunhee : oh, really? So I would only be able to see you after I grow up into a big girl now?

Soyoon : yes, so will you grow up well and listen to your appa and grandma for me, baby?

Sunhee nodded excitedly, wanting to grow big as soon as she can so that she could see her eomma again. Soyoon smiled as tears filled her eyes and ruffled sunhee's hair

Soyoon : such a good girl.

Sunhee giggled as soyoon kissed her daughter's cheek for the last time before saying

Soyoon : go to appa now, and stay with him.

Sunhee nodded and jumped into seonghwa's lap, smiling at her mom

Sunhee : okay eomma, I'll grow up really quick so I can see you again.

Soyoon smiled and held one of seonghwa's now trembling hand, the other one wrapped safely around their daughter who was sitting on his lap.

Soyoon : seongie…

Seonghwa nodded, tears flowing down his eyes

Seonghwa : I know, I know.

Soyoon : seonghwa, you must…you must live. Live for me, live for sunhee, and live for yourself.

Seonghwa : I will, I will love.

Soyoon : I don't regret any of this seonghwa. Meeting you, loving you and having our child, it's been nothing but precious to me. And this life I have lived, no matter how short it was, you made it meaningful for me, and I die happily today knowing sunhee has you as her appa.

Seonghwa pressed his lips together, not taking his eyes off his wife's beautiful eyes

Soyoon : all I want now is for you and sunhee to be happy. And I will always, always, protect the both of you.

Soyoon looked at her daughter with a smile and said

Soyoon : if not from here, from some place else. I love you, sunhee.

Sunhee smiled, not knowing this would be the last time she would say something like this and said

Sunhee : I love you too eomma.

Soyoon looked at her husband for the last time as she said

Soyoon : till death do us apart? That's nonsense. Even death will have nothing on our centuries of love.

Seonghwa smiled, his lips trembling as soyoon held her hand tightly around seonghwa. She looked at that smile of his for the last time, her love for him not fading even in the slightest even as her heartbeat slowed down. Soyoon whispered

Soyoon : I love you, seonghwa.

Seonghwa : I love you, soyoon.

Soyoon's smile slowly faded as seonghwa felt his wife's hand loosen around his. Seonghwa leaned forward, closing his wife's eyes and kissing her forehead before whispering

Seonghwa : I will always be yours, bae soyoon.

Seonghwa pulled back as he still held on to one of soyoon's hand, his other arms wrapped tightly around their daughter. Seonghwa looked down and sobbed, his body trembling in pain at the loss of his better half. Sunhee leaned forward slightly and wiped a drop of tear that had fallen out of her mother's eyes, smiling at her mother as she said

Sunhee : I will be a big girl one day, eomma. And I will make you proud.

Seonghwa sobbed harder at that as sunhee wrapped her small chubby arms around seonghwa's neck, knowing her appa was in pain. Seonghwa hugged his daughter and cried in her arms, still not taking his hand away from soyoon's cold ones.

After all he had promised her he would never let go, hadn't he?

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4 years later

Sunhee ran towards her mother's grave with a bouquet of white daisies in her hand, seonghwa smiling and following behind her with his hands in his pocket. Sunhee soon paused in front of soyoon's grave, looking at the picture of her mother smiling that was kept inside a small box next to the grave. Seonghwa soon stood next to her and put one hand on his daughter's shoulder as she kneeled down and placed the daisies next to her mother's grave before saying

Sunhee : eomma, I won first place at my school's singing competition today. And appa said I had grown by 6 inches yesterday, aren't I growing big already? Soon I will be able to meet you.

Seonghwa smiled at sunhee, his eyes shining against the evening sun. sunhee smiled and said

Sunhee : I will see you next month eomma, and I'll tell you how much more I grew. Until then I'll try to be good as you asked me to!

Seonghwa smiled as sunhee waved at the grave and stepped aside, going over to look at a rabbit that was hopping around close to her. Seonghwa smiled and leaned down, kissing his finger as he placed it against his wife's grave and whispered

Seonghwa : you're still my favourite person, soyoon-ah. We miss you and we love you.

There hadn't been a moment he hadn't missed soyoon. Every time he woke up in their bed and extended his hand, hoping to reach for his wife but then remember she was gone, it hurt him. He missed her smile, her voice, her touch, her hugs, he missed his wife.

But he had to hold on, hold on for their daughter. Besides, living for someone was harder than dying for them, wasn't it? Seonghwa stood up and whispered

Seonghwa : and I will live for you, until I get to see you. I love you, bae soyoon.

Seonghwa looked to his right as he felt the cold breeze hit him. He saw a few trees growing a few meters away from him, the wind blowing it's leaves backward. And there between the trees he saw his wife watching him, wearing a white dress with daisies in her hair. That same smile that seonghwa had always wanted to stay, the same glowing eyes that seonghwa had wanted to stare at. Soyoon smiled with calm eyes as she watched her husband and daughter, protecting them from afar as she had promised to.

And as for seonghwa, she was just as beautiful as the first time he had seen her.

Seonghwa smiled, holding his wife's necklace that had her wedding ring on it. He never removed it since soyoon had put it on him 4 years ago, he was never going to either. He wiped his tears and smiled one last time before turning around and walking to his daughter, who was still playing with the rabbit, her small frock blown backwards by the wind.

God, she looked so much like her mother now, seonghwa thought. Those same almond colored eyes and long brown hair that fluttered in the wind. Seonghwa picked his daughter up and placed her on his shoulders as sunhee yelped and laughed. Seonghwa smiled and asked

Seonghwa : who wants strawberry ice-cream?

Sunhee gasped in happiness and said

Sunhee : me me me!

Seonghwa chuckled and kissed their daughter's hand before walking towards his car, soyoon's wedding ring resting against his heart as it hung by her necklace.

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xadrien · 2 years ago

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* privado w / song sunhee ( @ssonghee )

‘ ¿ya escogiste algo? ’ se acerca hasta mesa de dulces, pretexto perfecto para poder hablar con el contrario. ‘ ese cupcake de calcifer ha llamado mi atención, pero está tan bonito que no quiero comerlo ’ realiza un pequeño puchero, mala idea asistir a una fiesta dónde la temática le parecía increíble.

#* 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 ( diálogos. )#ssonghee.#le dará un infarto a adrien si sun no sabe de lo que habla #ah #no es cierto #con mucho gusto le enseña sobre el estudio ghibli #<3

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lovely-cherubs · 6 months ago

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Scarlet Embers, Chapter 1: Cafe Comfort

The golden morning sun rays shone inside a cozy cafe, filling the air with the delicious aroma of sandwiches, pastries, desserts, and coffee. The wonderful fragrance brought immense joy and happiness to everyone present there, including Haruka. She was standing patiently at the end of the line, eagerly waiting for her turn.

Cheryl's Café was her favorite breakfast spot in Yorknew City. After moving in with her boyfriend of two years in the city, it became even easier to visit the place. Although her parents were sad to see her leave their home in the suburbs, she promised to visit them whenever she could.

Haruka was planning to visit her parents today after getting her usual order. Although they were not her biological parents, Haruka loved them dearly. They had raised her as their own child, and that was all that mattered to her.

Sunhee and Chanyeol considered it a blessing, as it fulfilled their wish of having a child. Unfortunately, they were not able to bear any children. When they saw Haruka in a room all by herself, crying and isolated from the other kids due to her scarlet eyes, it made their hearts sink.

Haruka had no recollection of her childhood, nor did she have any information about her biological parents. However, she was resolute in discovering her roots. She yearned to learn about her origin, her parents' characteristics, and more importantly, unravel the mystery behind her eyes.

Why did they turn red when she felt strong emotions? What was so bad about them? Why did she get separated and treated like an outcast growing up? Why did she have to conceal them with brown contact lenses? So many questions yet no answers.

"Next." the barista called. Haruka was the only one standing.

"Right, that's me," Haruka thought as she stepped up to the counter. "The usual please!" she stated with a pleasant grin.

“Two bagels with cream cheese and a mocha?" the barista eyed her. Haruka smiled.

“You know me very well Selene.” she beamed. “It's the only thing I ever order from here really. Nothing else.” Haruka reached into her purse and handed over 166 Jenny to the girl.

“Well as your best friend, it makes sense that I know what you like. If I didn't, I don't think that I'd deserve the title.” The black-haired girl grinned as she took the payment from her.

“Anyways, how are things with Genji?” Selene sorted the cash and walked out from behind the counter. Haruka’s eyes widened upon hearing the question.

“Genji? W-What about him?” she stuttered a bit. She didn't expect to be asked about him. Then again, she rarely talked about him. Even with her friends, she barely mentioned him.

“I mean, how are you guys doing? How's your relationship with him? Anything interesting? You never talk about him.” Haruka frowned before she began to explain.

“To be honest, no. Lately he's been so busy with work that we rarely spend any time together. And when we do get time, he's just… distant.” She frowned.

“It feels as if he doesn't want to see me. Ever since he became the manager, he’s been spending more time at his job instead of home. In fact, he rarely comes home anymore and instead, just stays over at the office.” Haruka sat down on one of the tables in the cafe.

It was true. Recently, Genji has been spending more time away from Haruka than usual. The only reason she moved from her home in the suburbs to the city was so she and Genji could see each other often and spend more time together. But ever since she moved in with him, he became even more distant than usual.

Selene raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. “Sounds to me like he's hiding something.” she noted. Though she was single herself, she could smell something suspicious with Genji. It's true that Genji was introverted and all, but that didn't mean he couldn't spend time with his girlfriend.

She knew there was something off about him from the start, but kept quiet. After all, she didn't want to assume anything only to be proven wrong. Haruka sighed, putting her head down on the table.

“I don't know. I don’t want to assume anything and possibly jeopardize our relationship. After all, we've been together for two years and that's probably the longest that I've stayed with anyone compared to my past relationships.” She lifted her head back up.

“I’m telling you, he's is hiding something. Take it from someone who has extremely busy parents who still manage to spend time with my little brother and me.” Selene laid back in her seat.

“For now, it's best to not confront him directly. Observe him. Better yet, I’ll get Ragna to keep an eye on him.” Selene took out her phone and began texting the girl.

“Are you suggesting we stalk him!?” Haruka’s eyes widened. It's true she wanted to know what Genji was hiding from her, but not to this extent.

“Correction, Ragna, not us. No one has more amazing stealth than her. Or are you forgetting how she caught a glimpse of your scarlet eyes without you noticing?”

“Oh yeah, that's true,” Haruka chuckled. “Honestly, that woman scares me sometimes.” She added while taking a sip of her mocha.

To Haruka, Ragna was… an interesting person. She could be your best friend, your worst nightmare, or both at the same time. Though anyone who was close with her, including Haruka herself, would say that it’s best if you stayed on her good side.

“Plus, you're his girlfriend, so you can “stalk” him as well. It'll be less suspicious if he ends up seeing you versus if he were to see Ragna.” Selene pointed out.

“Yeah, I guess.” Haruka agreed. “If he is hiding something, I should confront him when I see it,” she noted before getting up from her seat and pressing the button on the middle of her belt.

With that, four wheels appeared on the bottom of both shoes. The wheels were set in a single straight line, making them rollerblades. She then put on her elbow pads, wrist guards, knee pads, and helmet. She made sure that everything was secured and in place before grabbing her purse.

“Anyways, I'm off to see mom and dad. I'm not working today and I promised to visit them.” She smiled while attaching breaks on the back of both shoes, now-turned rollerblades. Haruka worked as a papergirl, meaning that she delivered newspapers to people's homes.

At first, it wasn’t a fun job. Not only did living away from the city make it difficult, but having to go from house to house on a bike was a pain. But, that all changed when her father got her a pair of inline skates on her fifteenth birthday.

She'd been wanting to learn how to skate for a while and figured that incorporating her ability to skate would make the job easier. As it turned out, she was right. It not only made it easier, but fun too.

After that, Haruka began using her rollerblades as a method of transportation, only to later realize how annoying it was to switch from her skates to regular shoes every time she went into places like stores, shops, restaurants, and even back home.

It was then that she decided to make her custom-built rollerblades. With the help of her father, they built a pair of rollerblades for her that could be both shoes and skates in one. All she needed to do was press a button and she could go from having skates to shoes and vice versa in a matter of seconds.

“You seriously need to teach me how to make those.” Selene pouted, eyeing the skates. “I feel they would make my life so much easier.”

Haruka chuckled. “Well first, you need to know how to use them,” she explained, skating around the cafe before abruptly stopping herself.

“Trust me, you do not want to fall with these on. Saying this from experience. But if you want, I can make you one of these when I have the time. Being a papergirl during this season is pretty hectic.”

“Oh yeah, the deadline to apply for the Hunter Exam is coming up! Makes sense that everyone is worked up.” Selene mentioned before getting up from her seat.

“But alright, I gotta get back to work. More customers are coming in and it's just me and three others working today. Plus, I'm closing tonight, so I'll be home late.

“Alright, thanks for the heads up. See you later Nene.” With that, Haruka dashed out the front door of the cafe, leaving the place behind.

“Call me if you need anything!” Selene ran outside and shouted before heading back inside the cafe to finish her shift.

Haruka watched as she quickly passed by other familiar places. She smiled, embracing the feeling of the wind against her skin, the rhythmic motion of her body propelling her forward, the sensation of freedom and movement accompanied by a gentle swaying of her body as she navigated turns and curves.

Doing this always reminded her of how joyful and exhilarating rollerblading was. To think that she'd grow to love a skill that involves gliding on wheels attached to a pair of boots or shoes. She'd grown attached to the sport. If she didn't skate, she’d feel as if something was missing.

“Woohoo!” She jumped before sliding down a handrail. “Man that never gets old,” she said out loud to herself. With that, she focused on her path of going to visit the two people she cared about most.

To be continued: Chapter 2 - Secrets, Lies, & Betrayal

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mythvoiced · 3 years ago

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-. @starwhispcrs | ♥

Maybe this is one of the reasons Sunhee has such difficulty making friends: she doesn’t know how to handle them.

Most of her connections had been forged by pure accident, people in her class she’d partnered with in group projects, accidentally shared a table with at lunch, or had dragged her into a pseudo-friendship because friend of a friend of a friend of an acquaintance. Then there’s the dance group, people she spends most of her ‘free’ time with, people who share her interests and some of her goals, ergo, people she shouldn’t have too much difficulty befriending.

But it’s easier for her to be alone rather than nurturing any of these connections beyond the necessary. Less tiring, less distracting as she might put it. Or maybe she just isn’t made for these things. So it feels almost... like an inevitability that even this friendship would start feeling tense, sooner or later. She likes Hojin. Very much, even. He’s almost an opposite to her, he gives and gives freely, the whole world seems to be worthy of his affection, but much like he can’t possibly give it all to every person in existence, Sunhee can’t take the full of extent of what he’s still intending on giving.

Which is why it almost feels like a reflex, when she suddenly jumps up before his head can fully connect with her shoulder. She knows she’ll feel the habitual guilt, that odd sense of discomfort that accompanies most of what she attempts to do in regards to other people. But right now, she just stands there, brushing her hair out of her face with a tense sigh. “Could you.. maybe... not be so...,” he’s older than her, that’s also to consider, but is he that much older? Does it count? She just... “Touchy? We’re just hanging out, right? There’s no need for getting close, I mean, it’s not a horror movie,” she gestures at the slapstick comedy on the screen behind her, without turning to actually look at it. “You don’t have to hold onto me all the time.”

#starwhispcrs #the driven;sunhee #HERE IT IS!!!! ;WWWWW;#i hope it's okay? let me know if there's anything you'd like and/or need me to change or if i misunderstood anything about #Hojin and ended up writing some Barnacles I'LL FIX IT ASAP!! ;W;#thank you so much for liking the call and for the plot! ;W;#i ended up going iconless bc i couldn't quite find a fitting gif but pls do go icon or no icon as you prefer/see fit ;W;#;queue

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illcgal-archivos · 6 years ago

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✧ › moonsik & sunhee !!!

‘ Así que ropa especial, ¿mmh? ’ Tras dar un sorbo a su botella de agua, los ojos negros de Moonsik se enfocan en el dulce rostro de la muchacha, de forma intensa e intimidante; como los de un león acechando a su presa, listo para saltar. ‘ Jinho me contó algo pero no pude creerle --- así que, ¿qué tipo de ropa es, Sunhee? ’ Arquea una ceja, sonriendo con picardía y maldad disfrazada de gentileza. ‘ ¿Puedo ver? ’ @alterose

#╰ ･ﾟMOONSIK | interaction #( w. sunhee )#NO ME PUDE CONTENER #SORRY NOT SORRY

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tahdashi · 3 years ago

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sayu :(( O didn't come to school today :((

NOO maybe he’s sick?? which means ☝️ you have to go check up on him or text him and then he’ll be like :0 omg sunhee what are you doing here??? and then he’ll fall in love the end

#tell me if it works 😁👍#what can i say i’m good w relationships #btw never been in a relationship before #HAJSKF #sunhee ✧˚ · .#from the stars

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saf-hyunki · 7 years ago

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( — ⨳. be my muse

Muitos diriam que, por ter nascido em berço de ouro, o Choi seria uma pessoa mesquinha porém todos que procuravam saber sobre ele aprendiam que era extremamente simples; desde muito jovem tudo que teve, tudo que era realmente seu, fora o seu jeito simples e o amor pela fotografia que compartilhava com sua melhor amiga. Era um sonho se tornar um fotografo, fazer aquilo que tanto amava profissionalmente, mas era incapaz de ir contra as vontades de seus pais para seguir o que amava mais e, por conta disto, apenas aproveitava seu tempo livre para se dedicar aquela paixão e bem .. era um ótimo dia para algumas fotos, ele estava de folga e sabia muito bem que a outra pessoa que estava pensando também estaria em sua casa pois não tinha trabalho naquele dia.

Sendo assim, enviou a mensagem para a Park com um endereço e o pedido para que ela o encontrasse no mesmo, sem mais detalhes - o que, muito provavelmente, faria a menina se sentir curiosa - antes de seguir ao local com tudo que precisaria para as fotos, além da esperança de que a amiga iria aceitar seu pedido para ser a sua modelo do dia. E não fora tanto tempo que esperou até ver a outra se aproximando, abrindo o sorriso grande ao vê-la por ali e logo se levantou de onde estava sentado para mirar a câmera para a menor tirando uma foto dela rapidamente antes de se aproximar dela. ❛ —— Sunhee-ah! Ainda bem que você veio pois eu queria muito te ver, sabia? É um lindo dia para você aceitar uma proposta e ajudar um amigo sendo a modelo dele, que tal? ’

@saf-sunhee

#( — ⨳ ┇❛ i'm too shy to say what i really want to say ┇ interactions #( — ⨳. be my muse #( — ⨳. para w/ sunhee

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songmingisthighs · 3 years ago

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Hooked

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ch. lxiii - weeping

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

It took Seonghwa a while to work up his courage and knock at your door. True, he was the one who contacted you first but truth to be told, he wasn't thinking when he chatted you up. But he had already said that he was coming so he had to do it.

You called out from inside with a shaky voice, very noticeable to Seonghwa. Before he walked in, he took a deep breath to calm his mind and stabilize himself. When he felt he was ready, he opened the door and peeked in.

"Hi (Y/N)," he greeted. You were sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed, initially staring at your bed before snapping your head to look at Seonghwa. From your bed, you forced a smile at him. The use of your name was rather... hurtful but you couldn't complain after what you've done. Yeosang's words kept replaying in your head nonstop

"Hey, Hwa, I'm sorry," you said, your gaze dropped to your intertwined hands on your lap.

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at you and walked towards your bed after closing the door behind him. He took a seat by your side, rather awkwardly if he had to admit.

"Why are you saying sorry for?" he asked. He had an idea as to why you said sorry. But to him, it wasn't that important at the moment, he was honestly just glad that you were unscathed.

You couldn't look at Seonghwa directly, the shame and fear were eating you alive and it made you uncomfortable. You wanted to tell him how you felt, how sorry you are, and what drove you to wordlessly disappear like you did.

But you don't know how to start.

So you sat silently as tears began to drop from your eyes.

Seeing this, Seonghwa's heart broke and he immediately enveloped you in a hug. "Honey, why are you crying? Did I said something wrong?" he asked as he started to rub your arms, chuckling slightly. You couldn't let any words out, you could only let out pitiful sobs as you bury your face in his chest, your arms slowly wrapped themselves around his slim waist.

Due to the uncomfortable position, Seonghwa slowly leaned back onto the headboard with you so you could be snug in his arms.

As per usual, Seonghwa's arms felt like home, you felt completely protected and cared for. Which was annoying since you were supposed to be at odds with them all.

You both stayed in that position, completely disregarding everything else. As you sobbed, Seonghwa kept rubbing your back soothingly. sure, you both liked the silence and the calmness of the situation. But there were just a lot of things left unsaid and the both of you realized that there were things that you needed to talk about.

"We really do miss you, you know?" Seonghwa said, breaking the silence. You looked up through your tears to see him smiling softly at you. One of his hands reached forward to wipe the tears off your cheeks, "We were really useless without you, you know?" he told you with a pout. You couldn't help but giggle at him, "Yeah? I was miserable too, you know? I couldn't tell any of you guys where I was and I had to hide at Haknyeon's apartment that he shared with his roommates," you told him.

Just as you were about to get comfortable again, Seonghwa pulled you back slightly to look at your face. He had his eyebrows furrowed whilst looking at you with a weird expression.

"You weren't with your parents?" he asked. It was your turn to be confused. You furrowed your eyebrows back at him, "Well, yeah, I couldn't stay at home," you told him.

It was true. You were tormented knowing that Sunhee, Jinhee, and Gaho knew about things going on at the frat. So much so that it made you paranoid.

In the end, you turned to the one person you knew could protect you, your cousin Haknyeon. Sadly, he had recently moved in with three other men in a nearby apartment which his other seven friends were staying on different floors. The plus side was you had sure security and you were never lonely.

"Why couldn't you stay at- did your parents knew that you were staying somewhere else?" he asked.

Confused at the sudden change of tone in his voice, you sat up and turn to face him with crossed legs, "No, they don't know. Why are you making a big deal out of this? It's not like Haknyeon and his friends are bad guys," you tried to reason with him.

But at the mention of 'guys', Seonghwa's eyes bulged out and he immediately sat up straight, "Guys?? His roommates are guys??" he asked in disbelief.

A bad feeling crept up in you and you suddenly felt like you don't wanna say anything anymore. But you know you had to answer him if you don't want the situation to become worse.

"How many people were there?" he asked. His once soft expression turned hard, his jaw clenching and his fists balled up. "There were three roommates in his apartment, so there were five of us," "Was Haknyeon always there with you?" "N-no, there were times when Haknyeon had to go out to deal with things and his roommates stayed behind, at least two of them were always around,"

You were being honest, so you didn't have to feel nervous. But somehow you do. With how Seonghwa was staring at you, your brain was blaring the danger alarm.

As his fists unclench and his gaze faltered to a softer one, you began to relax slightly. Seonghwa let out a sigh as he looked to the side, seemingly thinking about something.

But then something flashed in his eyes, it was as if he made a sudden realization.

"What did you meant by 'three in his apartment'? Why did you have to specify that there were three roommates in HIS apartment?" he pressed.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. You didn't even realize that you said that. With the way he asked the question, you just knew that the conversation was not going to end well.

"What I meant... Was... That... Uh..." your voice turned softer as you tried to think about the perfect way to explain to him. But the intensity of his stare messed your brain up, "Haknyeon's other friends also lived in that apartment on different floors, so sometimes all twelve of us hung out together,"

At the mention of the actual number of guys there, Seonghwa jumped off the bed to stand towering over you with his hands on his waist, "So eleven!? There were eleven men around you in which three were always with you during the night!?" he exclaimed.

"W-well, if you put it like that-"

"How else am I supposed to put it, (Y/N)!? You LEFT us for whatever reason there were only to go to an apartment with more guys?? What the fuck, (Y/N)!?" he spat out.

His insinuation that you were out whoring yourself hurt. It hurt so much.

As you tried to speak, your voice cracked, "Y-you think I re-really went out to other guys?" you asked, obviously brokenhearted at the insinuation.

If Seonghwa realized how much you were hurt because of his words, he definitely didn't show it. He let out an exasperated and sharp sigh as he ran a hand through his hair, "I don't know what to think, okay? But Yeosang made a good point earlier; you DID leave us with no explanation and without telling anyone, and now you told me you were staying with other guys? How am I supposed to think!?"

Tears began to drop from your eyes once again, "Hwa, I was with my cousin," your voice was so small, that you were sure Seonghwa couldn't hear you.

Especially with how emotional he got.

"We're not mere options, (Y/N). The fact that I had to tell you that is just infuriating, you know!? We were worried sick about you, and where were you? Having fun with your cousin and his guy friends," he stopped himself when he felt like he was getting overwhelmed. He took a couple of deep breaths with closed eyes, trying to not blow up. As best as he could at least.

After calming himself down, he spoke up again, "I know we were never official, but we told you we loved you and we were genuine about it. If options were what you were looking for, you're with the wrong guys. You're free to make your own choices, but don't play with someone's feelings if you were never sure to begin with," he said before turning around and leave the room.

Feeling hopeless, you broke down and cried out. Tears streamed down your face like a waterfall as your breath became uneven. Your head pounded from the overwhelming emotion and lack of oxygen that tried to enter your lungs through your pitiful sobs.

You tried your best to not cry too loud by covering your mouth and folding yourself into a fetal position on the bed.

The boys really hated you. They all think you were just playing with them and that you left to pursue something more. You considered Yeosang's and Seonghwa's words, how you didn't even try to communicate with them. For whatever reason you had, you just HAD to make a choice alone. A choice that affected nine people.

Maybe it was best to really leave them.

They deserved someone better than you, someone, who would be able to be there with them and be honest and open. Someone who wouldn't just bring shit to them. That someone could've been you, but maybe you hurt them too much to the point that it was all too late.

So you grab your phone from the nightstand after sitting up to dial a number.

The call connected and the person at the other line picked up almost immediately.

"Hello? Yeah, it's me. I-I know it's late and I-I h-have no right to bother you again after everything, but do you think you can help me?"

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