#love you twice—🎟️💟

[mochamvgz]

love you twice

; you hurt yourself the night before prom

; lee heeseung x reader

; genre: fluff, comfort, high school au, established relationship, fem!reader, non idol!heeseung

; warnings: reader twists her knee no mentions of blood, cursing, self depreciative thoughts (reader considers herself a burden)

; 2k words

; perm taglist: @inkelea @bunreis @sobun1est

“fuck fuck fuck please tell me this isn't happening!”

you croaked, sitting on your bed and leaning against the wall with an ice pack on your now-swollen knee.

how did that happen, you ask?

funny stupid story: you were walking back home after picking up dinner, two packs of instant ramen, from the convenience store down the street. you were a few blocks from your place when you realised you forgot to get yourself a drink. as you turned on your heel to go make a detour back to the small store, you felt your left knee twist the wrong way and, with impeccable timing, a sharp bout of pain shot up your leg. you used the lamp posts lined along the street to get to your apartment, taking it easy so as to avoid tripping.

upon finally reaching home, you set the ramen on the countertop and grabbed the ice pack from your freezer, making your way to the couch to ice your throbbing knee.

coming back to the present—your eyes were getting watery as you panicked because senior prom was literally the next day!!!

you'd been looking forward to it since forever and the possibility that you might have to miss it—and potentially dissappoint your boyfriend who had been just as excited as you—was what made the tears finally spill out.

putting the ice pack down on the couch, you wiped them away with a sniffle and unlocked your phone, opening your messages app to let heeseung know you wouldn’t be able to make it tomorrow. however, your previous texts grabbed your attention, and you scrolled up to see text bubbles with far too many exclamation marks and plans to match fits. you felt the tears return and put your phone away.

“please let this shit be better by tomorrow” you whispered to yourself. dinner long forgotten, you made your way to the bathroom to wash up and go to sleep.

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the hot air from the blow dryer hit your hair and exposed neck. yes, you were getting ready for prom. no, your knee wasn't much better. your plan was to power through because, one, you weren't about to miss out on something as monumental as senior prom and, two, you really didn't want to let heeseung down.

you'd asked him if you could meet him straight at school rather than him coming to pick you up because you knew that despite his excitement for the event, he would make you stay at home and take care of you.

your phone buzzed—you looked down at the screen to see a bunch of texts from none other than your boyfriend.

waiting for my uber

can't wait to see you all dolled up for me!!!

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a smile played on your lips as you replied.

you quickly finished putting on your makeup and called yourself an uber as well.

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you got there before heeseung and were waiting for him not too far from the entrance. you were trying not to put much of your body weight on your injured leg, but, as a consequence, your other leg was beginning to cramp from the excess pressure. you persevered nonetheless.

just then, you saw heeseung enter and the first thing he did was look around trying to find you. your heart rate picked up.

god he looks so attractive in that damn suit!!

you smiled as you watched him look for you—you didn't make a move though, partly because of your knee, and partly because you found his confused face cute.

he turned to one of his friends nearby, probably asking if he had seen you. his friend scanned the area, spotting you almost immediately as he gestured towards you as if to say “there she is!” heeseung looked in the direction, eyes glancing over you without any hint of recognition as he turned back to his friend with a puzzled expression.

you chuckled at his silliness, finding the fact that he was so giddy he could barely think straight downright adorable. you were so whipped for this guy, it was hopeless. the feeling was definitely mutual, though.

his friend once again gestured towards you with a little more exasperation, most likely saying “she's right there dude!” your boyfriend's eyes roamed over the room once again, with more concentration this time.

he finally found you after turning back to his friend a third time and you swear the way his eyes lit up as he flashed you that smile he always saved just for you caused your heart to melt into a goopy puddle making a wide grin appear on your own face.

“there you are! you look so gorgeous in that dress i might faint! not that you don't look pretty in general.” he reached out to grab your hand.

“you're one to talk, just look at yourself!” you noticed he was bouncing on his feet with excitement.

“whoa there, calm down”

“sorry, i'm just really stoked to be here with you!” his smile turned slightly bashful.

suddenly, you hissed in pain and squeezed your eyes tight, balling your free hand up in a fist.

whoops, guess i shouldn't have stood for too long.

concern immediately overtook heeseung's face.

“you okay there honey?”

it took you some time to form a response as you were focused on processing the pain. when you did however, it wasn't an answer but another question.

“can we find someplace to sit?”

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after you both were seated on a bench you found outside the venue, heeseung didn't repeat his question right away. he watched you massage your knee with worry etched on his face, not knowing what to do.

“do you wanna ice it..maybe..? i can get some ice from the drinks counter and wrap it in my handkerchief?”

“no no it's alright, i just iced it last night.”

“wait- last night??? you hurt yourself last night and didn’t think to tell me?? why did you even come?? you should’ve stayed home!”

you bit your tongue upon realising your error. you were trying to reassure him that it wasn't that bad but instead you had increased his worry.

you gave him a pained smile. “we’d been looking forward to prom for so long, i didn’t want to ruin it...”

heeseung fell silent for while after hearing those words, upset that you thought a mere event was more important than whatever injury you had.

“anyways, i think my knee is better now, let’s go meet our friends.” you broke the silence.

“you haven’t told me what’s wrong yet.” he pointed out.

“it’s not a big deal, really, i just twisted my knee while walking home last night.”

“do you.. want to try standing up?”

you nodded and he stood up first, offering you his hand as support which you gladly took and helped yourself up. you winced slightly as you did so.

“hey hey, take it easy.”

“hee, you know you don’t have to treat me like i’m made of glass.”

“i know, i’m just worried.”

you smiled at him reassuringly in a way that said ‘it’s okay, i’m good.’ but it ended up looking more like a grimace.

your boyfriend wasn’t having it,

“let’s get you home.”

“but-”

heeseung shut down your protests and was adamant on getting you home so you had no choice but to comply. he offered to carry you but you instantly declined, not wanting to be burdensome to him, or well, not more than you already were being, from your perspective.

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The cab parked by your apartment and heeseung helped you get out, you clenched your teeth, holding back a groan, as your knee pained from straightening after being bent for so long while you were seated. heeseung thanked the driver and paid the fare, helping you walk towards the lift after he was done, despite your insistence that you could manage.

once your door was unlocked, heeseung didn’t waste a single moment and picked you up bridal style, gently of course, he was careful not to make any sudden movements and accidentally send a jolt of pain towards your knee. again, he ignored your objections, focusing on taking care of you. he took the key out the keyhole on your front door and closed it behind you, taking off his shoes by the entryway. he carried you to your bedroom, setting your keys down on the kitchen counter on the way.

heeseung set you down on your bed carefully as you looked at him, your eyes shining with adoration. soon after, you directed your gaze towards the ground, letting your hair fall down to veil the majority of your face. you felt guilty; guilty for ‘ruining’ his night; guilty for ‘making’ him take care of you; guilty for ‘making’ him choose you over his own enjoyment; guilty for worrying him; and guilty for ‘being the cause’ of how ‘bored’ he was going to be for the remainder of the night.

thinking you were trying to hide your pained expression, your boyfriend squeezed your hand comfortingly, his heart breaking bit-by-bit as he realised you didn’t want him to see you be vulnerable. you felt tears pool in your eyes and you started blinking rapidly to get rid of them, you hated crying in front of someone. heeseung suddenly cleared his throat, startling you a little.

“you’ve got an ice pack in your freezer right?"

you nodded without looking up.

"i'll go get it real quick."

he didn't leave right away though, kneeling to unstrap your heels and taking them off so you could sit more comfortably on the bed and only then making his exit.

you were helpless against the onslaught of tears that followed—it felt horrible knowing you'd be upsetting him even more if he saw you in such a state, but you were powerless.

when heeseung got back with the ice pack and a glass of water, he froze at the doorframe hearing your sniffles, the pained sounds making him feel as if a heavy brick had just lodged itself inside his chest.

heeseung finally regained his sense of self and walked in, placing the glass of water and the ice pack on your nightstand. you wiped harshly under your eyes with the back of your hand as soon as you heard him come in, desperately hoping against hope he hadn’t caught you crying because that would be really embarrassing for you. you were known to be an optimistic, yet fierce and independent person and you hated showcasing any sort of vulnerability or weakness.

“does it hurt that bad?”

heeseung thought your tears were prompted by the pain, completely unaware of the tempest of guilt whirling inside your head. you made no reply, too busy internally cursing yourself for being so vulnerable and letting him see you cry. not receiving any sort of response, not even a nod or a shake of your head, only contributed further to his rising concern.

he knelt beside your bed, tucking away the curtain of hair shielding your face. you tried turning your head the other way but heeseung placed a finger under your chin, stopping you.

“hey, talk to me, please.”

“thanks for bringing me home and getting the ice pack, but you should probably head back before prom ends so i don’t ruin the rest of your night.”

“what? you think i’m just gonna leave you here?”

“i’ve done enough damage hee, i don’t wanna be a hindrance.”

your boyfriend scoffed at your statement; he was hurt you considered yourself a bother for him.

“you’re kidding right? you’ve got to be! i’m not going anywhere.”

his resolve was firm, not giving you room to argue with him any further, besides you were too tired to. you felt the waterworks return, rapidly blinking once again so as to not let them spill out. this time, however, heeseung noticed and sat in front of you on the bed, pulling you close as you buried your head in this chest, finally giving in.

“i love you.”

heeseung pressed a kiss on the crown of your head, blinking back his own tears.

“i love you too.” you mumbled into his shirt, causing him to feel the vibrations through his ribcage and right into his heart, making the brick in his chest disintegrate as you tightened the embrace.

"i love you more than anything, and you're worth so much more than you think."

heeseung was ready to say "i love you" twice and so many more times to you, he wouldn't hesitate even for a second to give you the love you deserved and you were prepared to do the same thing back.

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; a/n: firstly, huge thank you to @sunny-reis (ik this is the hundredth time i'm thanking you lmao) for beta reading this for me!! this fic wouldn't be readable w/out u<33 gonna disappear again after dropping this (i won't be sticking around to reply to asks sorry :(( ) the brainrot was getting to me okay🙄✋currently icing my own knee as i'm posting this lmao. the fic is mostly based on real life events (some dialogues and details are basically copy-pasted from my actual convo with my bf lol) also can't believe this is my longest fic yet🤯🤯 anyways i hope you enjoyed reading 💌<33

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