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yeolsmuffin · 7 years ago

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Always - Kyungsoo

“Don’t apologize for having a broken heart.”

Genre: Angst || two-shot

Pairing: kyungsooXreader

Word Count: 5.5k

| Part 1 - Part 2 |

There was a point when you loved someone too much. There were people who would disagree but for you, it was true.

There was a point when loving someone hurt more than it felt good. Love took energy because it affected your entire body. Your body would produce reactions to even the littlest thought of the one you loved: heart palpitations, tight chest, sweaty palms, and sometimes even tears.

In your case - a lot of tears.

Crying became your pastime.

Normally, you could turn to the person you loved and explain how you were feeling; how you were so overwhelmed from loving them that you couldn’t get a grasp of reality. In that situation, you would be comforted and held in a grasp so tight that your heart slowly stopped palpitating and your mind calmed down.

You, on the other hand, you didn’t have that.

He wasn’t someone you could turn to anymore and that only made the pain more agonizing.

When a break up occurs, the two people go through heartbreak. Sometimes it hurts less than others because sometimes you know deep down it isn’t permanent. But when it happened to you…

It was permanent.

That only made it hurt worse. Your hands would shake so much that they didn’t feel like your own as you clutched your heart through the thin fabric of your clothes as if your heart was really breaking and pumping less blood to your body.

You found yourself clawing away at your skin, hoping you could peel back a layer and maybe things would hurt less. But nothing made it hurt less. Nothing.

Losing the love of your life wasn’t just a matter of stages. No. When you lost the one you truly loved – your soulmate – you had two points. Completely broken and pretending to be okay.

It wasn’t the seven steps of grief like the movies made you believe and even a best friend couldn’t pull you out of the slump. No matter the dozens of pints of ice cream she bought you or the clubs she dragged you too. You were a shell and stuck in the completely broken stage for so long that eventually, everyone gave up.

You found out the hard way that nobody around you truly cared about your heartbreak because they had a certain time they deemed acceptable for you to get over it.

You didn’t miss the way your mom looked at you in disappointment since she had raised you to be strong and independent. You couldn’t avoid your dad's worried voice every time you wouldn’t call for weeks. Even at work, your co-workers would whisper behind your back at how they couldn’t believe the massive downfall you had taken.

Maybe now, four years after the breakup, you weren’t where you were supposed to be in a typical breakup timeline but you were trying your best. Right? Well, maybe you weren’t doing your best but if anyone experienced the heartbreak you did, would they be okay?

Seven years of a relationship and eventually it came to a startling halt.

In the seven years, you were faced with sadness, happiness, passion, pain, and love. Nothing is perfect even with your soulmate but you always thought that’s what made it worth it. The fight it takes to keep love alive was one you looked forward to fighting.

You tried to fight for the relationship no matter how rough things got but he after all the years of fighting for it, he seemed to give up.

Do Kyungsoo.

The name still made you hurt.

Your legs would tremble and if you were lucky enough to be alone, you would end up a sobbing mess on the floor. If you weren’t, you would fake a smile and try to hold back the tears that came to your eyes.

Just as you had tried the first time you showed up at a holiday without him and your family kept saying his name.

Each mention and you it felt like a bullet piercing your skin - or what felt like a bullet.

Your skin was sensitive and you didn’t like to be touched by anyone because even though you had nearly forgotten what it felt like, his touch still seemed to be on your skin. No amount of showers got the imprint of him off you.

Days like today, when you were especially sensitive, you found yourself laying in bed and reminiscing as the tears streamed down your puffy cheeks.

The two of you had known each other since the beginning of high school, meeting in the library when you both decided to have your lunch in the quiet confines of the the non-fiction aisle. His gentle smile was welcoming when he saw you turn the corner mumbling to yourself. When you saw him you nearly jumped and lost the contents of your lunch that were swaying on your tray.

“Had to get out of that noise too?” He asked you in a deep voice.

You looked at him in surprise as you got your bearings. “Yeah, sorry,” you laughed nervously. “I figured if anyone did eat lunch in here, they wouldn’t choose the Non-Fiction section that is specifically mostly health books,” you went on as your eyes caught a book about the dangers of over the counter medication.

He laughed and you felt your heart tug. His laugh was the most magical thing you swore you ever heard. “Feel free to join me and-“ he pulled a book from the shelf in front of where he was sitting, “different types of birth control.” His face flushed for a moment until you starting laughing even harder and he was quick to join you as you sat down with him, keeping a reasonable distance between the two of you.

“I’m Y/N,” you said quietly after the two of you calmed down from laughing and silence had draped over you. You weren’t the best at making friends but you assumed this is the way people made them. Little did you know, you were right.

His smile was brighter than anyone’s you had ever seen before as he stuck a large hand out towards you. “Kyungsoo.”

When you took his hand, you swear that it changed everything because his face softened when he felt your hand and your own face did the same when you felt the warmth that was Kyungsoo for the first time.

The two of you grew close eventually after spending most of your lunches in the non-fiction section of the books. Sometimes you would relocate to fiction where Kyungsoo had recommendation after recommendation for you to read.

You were quick to be each other’s partners for any class you had and since it was just the two of you for the first year, you went to all the stupid school functions together. Even dances where you learned the Kyunsgoo looked stunning in a tux.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to make more shared friends and while at first, they swore you were a couple, they got used to your and Kyungsoo’s platonic friendship.

Along the way, you met Jongin who was obsessed with the same video games as Kyungsoo, Baekhyun who bonded in music taste with you, and Chanyeol who drove Kyungsoo crazy and became your personal bully. They five of you were inseparable by your Junior year of high school when you had met your best friend Bo who despite the boyish nickname, was one of the most feminine girls you had ever met.

You all dated outside your friends circle since it’s seemed kind of forbidden territory to date amongst each other so while you crushed on Kyungsoo, you never said anything during those years.

Instead, you dated student council leader, Junmyeon for the last year of school and Kyungsoo dated one of the School’s top art students.

The problem with dating someone and crushing on someone else meant that you couldn’t put your all in the person you dated and so while you tried your best to not to think of Kyungsoo, you still did. Every touch from Junmyeon became one you wished for from Kyungsoo and it led you to breaking up with Junmyeon before things got too messy.

It wasn’t until you were graduated and it was the summer before college when Kyungsoo kissed you.

There was no build up to it. No subliminal flirting or sideways looks. He just kissed you when the two of you were shopping for comforter sets for your dorms at the college the two of you were attending together.

“So if I go with the white one, I’m bound to spill orange juice on it, Soo. I know it looks fancy but you know about my sleep-drinking orange-“ the moment your head turned towards him, Kyungsoo grabbed your cheeks in between his hands and kissed you tenderly. The spiral notebooks that had been in your arms fell to the ground and your hands reached up to encircle his wrists.

When he pulled away, you saw a sparkle in his eyes you never saw before and he gave you the cutest nervous laugh. “I literally have no idea what just happened.”

“I guess you were so turned on by my sleepwalking orange juice drinking habits.”

“I guess so,” he agreed and without saying anything else, he pulled you into another gentle kiss.

The two of you didn’t need to talk about it as Kyungsoo intertwined your hands and you finished shopping with the white comforter trapped underneath your free arm.

The first couple years were perfect because Kyungsoo and you had already known each other so well that there was nothing to get used to. No warming up needing to be done the way it was in a typical relationship.

Things flourished fast and you were head over heels for Kyungsoo almost too quickly. Every kiss, touch, word that came from him was the best you had ever had. It was almost as if your bodies were made for each other and everything was perfect for so long.

Until it wasn’t.

The first fight left the two of you in tears. Kyungsoo didn’t like the way your chemistry partner had been looking at you and he wanted you to ask for a new partner. You told him that was absurd and tried to assure that he had nothing to worry about but Kyungsoo was stubborn. It wasn’t as if he was asking you but he was telling you and that had the two of you in a screaming fest.

It ended after three hours and the two of you had a crying fit that led to make-up sex and things were okay for a bit after that. You laughed it off and assumed it was the normal first fight that all couples had. You didn’t think there would be another until you met his mother and she continued to mention one of Kyungsoo’s exes and how perfect she had thought they were for each other.

He swore to you that she was wasn’t even special to him but you were frantic over the way his mother made the two seem. You were insecure suddenly and it wasn’t fairing well with you. That fight took three days to bounce back from but even so, you did bounce back.

Despite the sparse fights, Kyungsoo and you were madly in love and after college, the two of you moved in together.

You fell into patterns that were ones like a married couple. One of you worked, Kyungsoo, while you stayed home and looked after the house. That was enough to lead to more fights and although when you were younger, you and Kyungsoo doubted that you would fight much, you fought a lot.

The fights were never about anything serious but about little everyday things that would build up to the point of an explosion.

Kyungsoo staying late at work for too many days in a row, the way he left the remote in the kitchen instead of the living room, the way he sometimes looked at you in a way that made you feel like he hated you, and the way his co-worker would constantly send him emails that were unnecessary were all the beginnings of arguments.

The fights became so often that they were part of your daily routine and while some people would say that maybe it was good that the two of you broke up, you knew that the fights weren’t that severe that the relationship was unhealthy.

Nobody cheated in the relationship and there was no verbal or physical abuse. There was just you and Kyungsoo, loving each other so much that you drove each other crazy.

At the end of the day, you would still end up in his arms and the two of you would talk everything out before sleeping. Mornings were started with sweet kisses, gentle touches, and whispers of affection.

The relationship had flaws but the two of you worked to make it better.

“You’re home early,” you said grinning as you felt Kyungsoo’s warm embrace as you cleaned the kitchen counters.

He kissed a line down your neck. “Yeah. I’ve been working so much lately, I thought I should leave early and take my beautiful girlfriend out to lunch.”

You spun around in his arms and he kissed you immediately. You whined as you melted into his hold. Girlfriend was what you were but you hoped one day that Kyungsoo would make you his wife because little moments like this, made everything inside you scream to be his.

“I love you,” he whispered against your lips.

“I am so in love with you, Kyungsoo.”

He surprised you a picnic basket when you got into the car with him and you looked at him with a raised brow.

“What’s this about?”

He grinned but pretend to lock his lips and throw away the key.

Kyungsoo drove the two of you to the nearby library and you felt the way your heart constricted when he led you out of the car. “Soo,” you said awestruck as he held your hand with one hand and the basket with his other.

He kissed your temple as the two of you walked into the library and you whispered into his ear, “There was a sign on the door that said no food or drink.”

Kyungsoo let out a snort as he led you to the nonfiction section and down the medical book aisle. “Nobody will find us here.”

It was in that aisle that you found yourself tearing up as Kyungsoo told you how special it was that he met you that day. Fate, he said. The only fate he believed in was meeting you.

But fate wasn’t enough.

Kyungsoo seemed to grow tired and slowly the gentle loving kisses you received weren’t so loving. You were tired of the fighting that had increased and you were insecure about his lack of interest in marrying you.

It got to the point where sometimes the two of you didn’t even talk and you didn’t always resolve your fights before sleeping the furthest from each other that you could.

Constantly you cried over the distance and even though you tried to close the gap, Kyungsoo kept pulling away.

No matter what you did, nothing made him smile the way he used to.

“What am I doing wrong?” You cried as you sat in front of him on the floor as he sat on the couch.

He looked exhausted as his eyes searched your face. But he held no emotion. “Y/N, you’re not doing anything wrong.”

“But you’re not happy and I want to make you happy. The way I used to,” you sobbed

Kyungsoo sighed. “I don’t know if you can.”

“Why? I’ll do anything to make you happy.”

“I don’t think anything will work, Y/N. Things have changed. We’ve changed.” Then, you should have seen the breakup coming. You should have felt it in your core but instead, you were filled with false hope that you could fix things. There was only so far something could go before it was unfixable and it seemed the relationship had reached that point. “I don’t think you can make me happy anymore. I’m sorry.”

You wanted to hold him. To have him kiss you and nuzzle you the way he once did but you cried and shook too hard to even reach out to him. “Do you still love me?” Kyungsoo gave you a look.

“I don’t know.”

He didn’t call you pet names he used to. No ‘baby’ ‘honey’ or ‘love’ the way he had just what seemed like weeks ago and you assumed that was the first sign. “I still love you,” you shook. He looked at your crying form with guilt and he pulled you up and onto his lap. He held you while trying to calm you down as you cried by petting your hair and shushing you, but it didn’t help. How could it when he wasn’t sure if he loved you? “Do you want to be with me?”

“I don’t know,” he repeated and this time, you heard the way his voice cracked and felt the hot tear leave his eye and drip down onto your neck.

For hours the two of you held each other and cried.

You tried to make it work after that... but nothing was the same.

Sex wasn’t as intimate, kisses were a lot quicker, and ‘I love you’ became a one way statement.

It was six months later when Kyungsoo said the words that crashed into you like a truck.

“I think we should break up.”

No amount of begging, sobbing, or panic attacks made him stay. He apologized over and over but admitted that he didn’t think he loved you anymore.

“Where did it go?” You asked, wondering how love could just leave someone like that considering that not a day went by without you loving him. Sure, there were times that you fought and yelled at each other but it never made you love him less. No matter his flaws, you never loved him less. Only more. So where did his love for you go? What did you do wrong? “You loved me before didn’t you?”

A tear left his eye, “Of course I loved you.” Loved. The past tense would be the death of you. “But it’s faded over time. You’re amazing, beautiful, and my best friend. You mean so much to me Y/N but I don’t think we’re meant to be. I loved you for a long time. I was infatuated. But after a while, things got stale and it seemed like our relationship was mud and that’s when I tried to love you too much. I tried to love you so much it killed me. I tried to love you until I realized I didn’t anymore.”

He reached out to you but you pushed his hand away. “I don’t want you to comfort me if you don’t love me. I still love you and your comfort will only make this hurt worse.” Your words contradicted his thoughts because you wanted nothing more than his embrace.

He cried, “I just want what is best for us. What’s best for you more importantly. And as your best friend, I feel like I have to give you that. It’s not me that’s best for you anymore.”

“Yes. You’re the best for me, Kyungsoo. You’re what I want.”

He shook his head, “You deserve someone who doesn’t have to try to love you.”

But you didn’t understand. He had loved you before so why did he suddenly have to try? You didn’t even bother to ask any more questions as you collapsed on the floor and screamed at him to leave you alone.

Things you never wanted to say to him spilled from your lips. Words of hatred and begging him to leave you alone were the furthest from your feelings even though you yelled them at him as if they were real.

When he was gone you cried for him to come back. You begged. But he didn’t because he didn’t love you.

Your friends were slow to adjust and you knew they struggled to keep the two of you separate. After slipping up and talking about him a few times and seeing the way you feel apart, they eventually were able to hold their tongues.

As days, turned into weeks and weeks into months, you didn’t get over it the way they said you would.

“Time mends a broken heart”.

That statement was bull shit. Even four years later and you’re still broken.

Puffy and bloodshot eyes became a norm because no matter how many times you told yourself you could go on without him, you couldn’t.

He was your best friend and everything in your life was a reminder of him.

It hurt you so much that you had torn up books he got you, broke dishes you bought together, and ripped apart anything you could that had a memory of him attached.

That was something you later regretted when your body had craved comfort because you couldn’t even get it in the things you once loved.

So yes, even four years later you still ached.

This exact day you ached, even more than normal but as you said, there were two points and you were at the pretending to be okay point.

Pretending that nothing was wrong as you placed ice on top of your eyes so that the swelling would slightly decrease.

You went through the motions of the day slowly. Eating a pathetic breakfast at the table you and Kyungsoo had bought together as you picked the lavender polish from your nails. Once you ate all the food you could stomach – which wasn’t much, you showered in the hottest water you could stand.

The water pricked against your skin. Your skin that Kyungsoo was still deeply engraved in as even when you dried off, you still couldn’t stop thinking of his touch on your bare skin.

You dressed in a blue dress that you let Baekhyun pick out when the two of you went shopping together. He promised it would make you feel good once you put it on, but it had no such effect. You looked boring, plain and sad – just as you felt.

Even though you dolled yourself up in makeup, jewelry, and heels, you still had no self-esteem.

Kyungsoo took that with him when he stopped loving you.

Baekhyun and Chanyeol picked you up shortly after you had gotten dressed. Jongin was too busy to be able to come with them and Bo wasn’t really talking to you since she had blown up on you for not getting over Kyungsoo. It was sad and you missed her but you couldn’t help but be broken. Kyungsoo was your soulmate after all. What did she expect?

Baekhyun, Chanyeol, and Jongin were more understanding even if Jongin was closer to Kyungsoo than you. They didn’t push you or ignore you for long periods of time. You could see that they understood what you felt even if you didn’t always talk about it.

“I knew it, you look stunning,” Baekhyun said when he saw you coming towards the living room.

The two men insisted on having keys to your apartment to help protect you since you didn’t have a ‘man of the house’ anymore.

You shrugged and saw the way Chanyeol was watching you carefully. “I look average.”

“Y/N, you are more than average you are one of the-“

Cutting him off, you grabbed your purse. “Nothing will help get this day over with fast enough or painlessly enough. Let's go.”

Baekhyun and Chanyeol looked at each other for a moment before following you out the door and towards Baekhyun’s car.

You could feel them watching you the whole car ride as if they were waiting for the breakdown but you promised yourself it wouldn’t come. You couldn’t make a fool of yourself. Not today. Not in front of everyone who had been around when things crashed down. Well, you tried to not have a breakdown.

Once you got to the destination, you struggled to get out of the car. You tried to take a few deep breaths and talk yourself up but it wasn’t working as whatever pieces of your heart was left, sunk into your stomach.

Chanyeol grabbed your hand and caused you to jump. You hadn’t even accepted a hug from anyone in the past four years because it only made things worse. It had been so long since you had felt another person’s skin that you tried to flinch away. Chanyeol held tighter and bent down so you could see him fully from where you were huddled in a ball in the car. “You can do this. I promise.”

You shook your head and felt the tears start to make their way in.

“After this, it’s over, Y/N,” he coaxed. “You don’t have to see him ever again.”

“What if I want to see him?” You whispered.

Chanyeol gripped tighter, “Maybe this will help get over it. Come on. You have me and Baek.”

Slowly, you let Chanyeol help you out of the car and Baekhyun fixed your hair in the places it had gone amiss.

With one boy on each arm, you entered the church slowly and sat towards the back. The church was extravagant and decorated to the nines. Pink and white flowers draping elegantly across the pews and adorning any space that had wood. Tulle was spun around candles and flower petals cascaded over the aisle that separates the two pews. It was enough to make you sick.

Chanyeol rested an arm on the pew and when he heard you sigh, he dropped it to your shoulders. “Tacky, isn’t it?” He teased.

Shaking your head, you grimaced. “No. This is exactly what I wanted.”

Chanyeol froze for a moment and when he tried to speak, music sounded through the room and Baekhyun wrapped a hand around one of your knees as Chanyeol tightened his hold around your shoulders. It felt like they were trying to keep you still and you assumed it was the best idea because you had a habit of running away when you got emotional. This wasn’t the time to do so.

The very moment the church doors opened and Kyungsoo walked through, you felt like you were sucked back into the past. He was wearing a tuxedo and he looked just as handsome as he had in the past. It reminded you of every dance the two of you went two as friends. Even when you had dated other people, somehow the two of you found each other at the dance and snuck away to talk about anything other than those tacky decorations the dance committee had come up with.

You guys were so carefree then. You hadn’t even known what laid ahead of you but if you had, would you have changed anything?

Once Kyungsoo made it to the pastor, you swear he caught your eye and smiled. Quickly, you averted your gaze. He looked happy. Too happy.

Kyungsoo was getting married which meant that he was in fact truly happy.

Somebody made him happy other than you even though he was the only one to make you happy.

Your thighs twitched with the urge to leave but the boys held you tightly. “It will be over in no time,” Baekhyun whispered in your ear.

But it felt agonizingly slow as you watched his beautiful and crying bride walk towards him.

He beamed as he watched her and you swear you could feel their love. Everyone had to feel their love with the looks they were giving each other.

Tears slipped from your eyes and while Chanyeol tried to catch them, they came too fast.

It was wise to be in the back and away from everyone else’s prying eyes so you could grieve in quiet. Grieve over the man that never loved you enough - the man that you loved too much.

You knew Kyungsoo saw you cry because you could feel his gaze on you once you got to the reception so you resorted to burying your face in Chanyeol’s chest.

The close comfort was still so foreign to you and every time you felt his hand rub over your back, you slightly jumped.

It felt nice to be comforted that way and you silently thanked Chanyeol for it as you stayed firmly pressed against him. He smelled like comfort, safety, and warmth and that’s all that kept you sane while Kyungsoo held his bride and gloated to his party guests about her.

You wished that you didn’t have to let go of Chanyeol but he had to go say his words of congratulations to the happy couple eventually but he promised you with soft eyes that he would be back for you shortly.

Today, you realized how thankful you were for Chanyeol and Baekhyun and how you hoped that maybe they would comfort you more often. Too many times you had cried alone without the warmth of another person and even though nobody could replace Kyungsoo, it helped to have someone.

Especially Chanyeol who was always your goofy and fun friend.

The happiness went on around you while you were stuck in a bubble of misery.

Everyone was making their rounds chatting with Kyungsoo and his wife while you just sat awkwardly in the white chair with untouched food in front of you.

You stared at the food as you remembered all the times you dreamed about you marrying Kyungsoo. You swore that this would have been the future you had but it was scary how wrong you had been. Kyungsoo was married but not to you.

Even your friends had expected the same future for you.

You were still so unresolved. It never made sense what had happened between you and Kyungsoo and maybe that’s why it still hurt but you were his ex now and there was no way his wife would let you talk to him – even if you got the courage to.

Chanyeol was pulling you up before you could even register what was happening and you looked at him in confusion. “Isn’t the reception for another hour?”

He nodded and pulled you towards the exit.

“Where are we going? I haven’t given my congratulations to them.”

He scoffed, “I would never let you do that. We’re leaving.”

“What? Why?”

He stopped walking and looked at you. “You don’t need to give congratulations to someone who broke your heart. You stayed long enough to give your support and that’s good enough. He may have been your best friend but you don’t have to suffer for him,” he seemed angry by the way his ears were blushed red so you didn’t push it.

You assumed Baekhyun was getting a ride with someone else because Chanyeol had his keys and forced you into the passenger seat and got into the driver's seat himself.

He sighed after he started the car and let it heat up. “You don’t deserve that agony.” He leaned his head on the steering wheel. “It kills me and Baek to see you like that.”

“I was trying my best. I’m sorry,” you said in a small voice.

Chanyeol glared at you. “Don’t apologize for having a broken heart. He shouldn’t have even invited you. That was insensitive on his part.” The way Chanyeol seemed concerned for your well-being, made you feel good. It had been a while since you had shown emotions to Chanyeol because most of the time he was around, you focused on anything other than Kyungsoo and tried to pretend like you weren’t a mess.

Chanyeol always had a way of getting underneath the pretending though.

You were thankful that Kyungsoo had led you to him and Baekhyun, even if it meant you were hurting now.

“I wanted to see him one last time so I guess I’m glad he did… even though it hurt.” You had stopped crying during the reception after you soaked Chanyeol’s shirt and now you were a puffy mess. Normally, you would have been crying more but the way Chanyeol looked at you and touched you gently, you were able to keep from breaking down again.

Although, when Chanyeol took you home and you were alone in the place that Kyungsoo once loved you in, you would lose it and be crying all over again because no matter how sweet and comforting the boys were to you, nothing could mend your broken heart.

Not even Kyungsoo if he were to try.

Or could he?

“You still love him, don’t you?”

It didn’t even take you time to think about it like it had with Kyungsoo when you asked him all those years ago if he loved you. Your answer was simple. “Always.”

Because when you truly loved someone, you never stopped.

Part 2 - Always Afterall

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ijustshipmyself · 7 years ago

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Can I get a written ship exo,bts,&svt please(along w who you ship me w most out of the 3)? Im introverted&shy,until I become more comfortable around someone.After that,I tend to joke around&can be somewhat sarcastic&sassy.I love poetry,plants,photography,reading,&writing. I also love greek mythology,I find it v interesting bc it's not like what you'd read in the Percy jackson series.I dont like being in big groups of people&I try to think positive but it may be quite hard at times.

Exo

Kyungsoo

look how fucking squishy this gif is oh my gosh

Kyunsgoo wouldn’t mind at all you being shy at first. I think he’d actually really like the transition of acquaintance to friendship to finally a relationship. He’d really begin to like you once you two become comfortable enough to joke around with one another. He’d find every sarcastic remark from your lips endearing, actually. Especially if they were directed at his friends. He’d really like to support your hobbies. He’d buy you a nice camera so that you could better pursue photography, and he’d buy you wonderful books so that you could have a personal library. Anything you want or need he’d try to provide for you. Even if he acts all no I don’t need your cuddles psh he’d be a huge softy for you. Like he’d not say the words “I love you” but it would be apparent through his actions and the way he looks at you when he’s able to make you happy.

He doesn’t seem to be that positive a person himself. He gives me a pessimistic vibe, but I think having some one that puts in effort to think brightly would have a good effect on him. Even if you’re not always happy, he’d see you as a beacon of light. And it’d be really nice. He’d try to make himself have a little brighter thoughts, because he’d hate to think that his negativity could possibly affect you negatively.

BTS

Yoongi

Yoongi himself is also pretty introverted, so I think that aspect of your relationship would be very appealing. Nights in with y’all together on a bed or a sofa, you under his arm, and just talking would be frequent. Sometimes y’all may not even have to talk. He’d just enjoy your presence; it would have a sort of calming effect. He could sit at his computer and work on his music, as you sit at the desk beside him while reading a book or writing. A nice, quiet night in while you both did your own thing. But when he’s finished his music, you may still be reading, and he’d just pull you into his lap, probably start placing soft little kisses on the back of your neck as you read. And he’d just rest his head there in the crook of your neck, unless you turned to face him. In which case, he’d a little kiss on your lips and y’all would begin to talk.

He’d also very much enjoy joking around with you, being sarcastic and snarky as he tends to be. Laughing and teasing each other. He’d be a huge tease okay Like he’d enjoy holding your hand, but sometimes, he’d just hide his hand in his pocket so you couldn’t grab it. Or start leaving kisses that trace from your shoulder, along your collar bone, up your neck, to your jaw and your cheek, and then just not kiss your lips. Just turn away and get on his phone or something. And then laugh as you slap his arm.

He’d also really appreciate how you try to take control of your thoughts and veer them into a more positive route. Because dealing with his own anxiety and depression, that would be very difficult for him, and he’d very easily just fall into pessimism and darkness, and though you’re not always able to stay positive, seeing you try would really inspire him. Y’all could try together.

Seventeen

Wonwoo

This didn’t take much consideration at all; my immediate thought was to ship you with Jeon Wonwoo. I feel like he’d be very attracted to the quiet, intellectual type. So his initial appeal would be seeing you a bit shy and finding it cute and sweet. Although, he can be tad shy also so it may take a little while for y’all to warm up to each other. But he’d love those little artsy interests of yours. Every photo you take, he’d want framed on his wall, or pinned to a board, or in a photo album. He’d really appreciate the value of it, and every picture would make him happy, because he feels like looking at it allows him to see the world the way you do. And that’s just beautiful to him. And literary arts are interests of his own damn Shakespeare nerd So he’d like to show you some of his favourite novels and works, and he’d love if you allowed him to read some of your own writings. This nerd would love to hear about Greek mythology. He’d find it so cool. Y’all can be nerds about that together. Also, plants is a shared interest, which I thought was really cute. He’d take you on nature walks, and you’d photograph the scenery, and he’d sketch flowers and trees. It’d be really really soft and sweet. Y’all’s house would be decorated with the cutest potted plots. Okay? I fucking love plants.

Please dish out some of that sass to him. He’d make some loser ass joke, laugh at himself, and you can just make some quip, informing him that he’s not funny. And he’d either hit you with a look that says “why you gotta ruin my fun” to which you’d just have to mock him or kiss his cheek. Or he’d come back with another pun and laugh even harder. But you’d laugh too, not because he’s funny or anything, but because it’s funny that he thinks he has a good sense of humour. can y’all please bully Mingyu together

He seems to have a really peaceful vibe, calm and happy. So maybe this would be able to ease you a bit. He’d want to encourage the positivity in your life. I think he’d rub off on you, and it would begin to get easier to catch yourself when you begin to slip and positivity would begin to feel natural. His smile is so contagious, and making you smile would be his goal. On dark days, he’d give the best damn cuddles. He’d read you really well and be able to tell when you’re not your best, and just pull you into a hug, kiss your forehead the forehead kisses with this one oh my god so many and lay down with you. Ask if you wanted to talk about it, or just be with him.

Sorry for all the unnecessary commentary in your ships, I don’t think I typically do that as much, but I just got so excited for some things. But anyways, after thorough consideration, I’ve decided that of these three, I think you’d be best with Wonwoo because that is some cute shit

Albeit, it was a hard debate between him and Yoongi.

I really hope you enjoyed your ships^^

~admin Kara

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