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jae-bummer · 1 year ago

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My Idol 3: Part Sixteen

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My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Saturday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in a specific mission to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what four idols will move on to the second date.

My Idol 3: The Series

"Shhh," Chan cooed into your hair, pulling you closer to him. Hongseok remained on your opposite side, his hand holding tightly to yours.

You let out another whimper, trying your best not to cry. You could feel San's fingers lightly grazing your shoulders from behind and Hyungwon sat crisscross at your feet, staring up sympathetically. You had been cocooned by the boys you had borrowed strength from for weeks, and now you were taking from them again.

Jungkook and Jackson stood side by side, arms crossed as they watched one of the small screens still connected to the various cameras rolling on stage. Speaking quietly amongst themselves, you all waited with bated breaths.

Where was Hoshi?

"Are you sure you're okay?" San directed toward Chan. During the skirmish, he had also ended up on the ground.

"I had a bad wrist anyway," Chan smiled sadly, flexing his hand that was now wrapped in a bandage. "Someone stepping on it didn't do much more harm than what was already there."

"You two match now," Hongseok joked, looking from San to Chan. He was now sporting a small band aid on his cheekbone, courtesy of a fan trying to grab for him. You knew they were making light of the situation, but it was hard to laugh when you were mostly the reason for both injuries.

Chewing on your lip, you looked up with watery eyes as Insu burst into the room. His expression was wild as he tried to assess what was going on, not calming until he finally set his attention on you.

"Hoshi?" you croaked. As you had all been ushered into a safe room backstage, he was nowhere to be found.

"We have him," Insu confirmed with a tight nod. "His security guard couldn't get to him, so he took matters into his own hands and hid."

Hyungwon let out a small huff of a laugh. "Hid where?"

"One of the equipment cases," Insu sighed, shaking his head. "He actually got stuck. We couldn't get the locking mechanism undone."

"So he's still in there?" Jungkook asked, whipping around with lifted brows.

"He's still in there," Insu confirmed grimly.

"How are you getting him out?" you squeaked, trying to wrap your head around the situation. Leave it to Hoshi to be so resourceful that it gets him in trouble.

"The camera guy who's responsible for the case is on the way with the keys," Insu explained. "He normally doesn't keep them with him because he rarely locks it up."

"Will he be okay in there until then?" you whispered, suddenly very worried about the amount of oxygen one of those things allowed to filter through.

"He'll be okay," Insu confirmed with a reassuring nod. "We have emergency staff on standby if anything goes sideways."

"This is just perfect," the host groaned, stomping into the room. "Kpop civil war erupting on live television. Production cannot be happy with you right now."

Insu hardened his jaw and narrowed his eyes at the host. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"How?" she gasped, flapping her hands in the air. "I saw it with my own eyes! Security let those people get through and that's your specialty."

This incited an eyeroll from Insu, which was shocking, considering he was usually so professional. You tried to swallow down the new worry of Insu losing his job on top of everything else. If you sat back and counted all of the things you had to be concerned with, your brain would explode.

"What's the plan?" San asked, looking hopefully toward the host. "Are they clearing the studio? What happens next?"

"They're escorting out the final audience members now," she sighed, pinching her nose between her fingers. "We'll do the rest of the show without them."

"We're going back out there?" Jackson gasped, now spinning away from the monitor he had been focused on. "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not, but production is," she muttered. "They aren't going to just cancel the show because of one little fan uprising."

"How do you expect us to go back out there?" Hyungwon chuckled bitterly. "Who says something else won't happen?"

"I think that's up to this guy," the host mocked, patting Insu heavily on the shoulder. "I'm sure we're all in very capable hands."

Turning on her heel, she vanished from the room again, leaving you all to stare blankly at the security guard.

Shaking his head, he followed after her, a light curse dropping from his lips.

"Are you sure you're alright?" you groaned, leaning your head against the box.

"I'm great," Hoshi's muffled voice came through the other side. "Just let me know if I made it to the second round."

"I think you have bigger things to worry about right now," you chuckled.

"I'm stuck in a box, Y/N," you could hear him giggle. "I don't have much else to think about."

"What even happened?" the question had been bothering you since you first heard of his circumstances.

"There were several, very enthusiastic fans grabbing my clothing," he explained. "None of the security guards were coming for me, so I had to get away or I would be half naked on public television."

"And to protect your virtue, you locked yourself in a camera tote?"

"Something like that," he laughed. You were glad that he could take this all in stride. "Don't you worry about me though! I'll be out of here and sweeping you off your feet in no time."

"Y/N," a PD interrupted. He tapped on his watch before motioning to the stage.

"I have to go now," you sighed, placing your hand lightly on the case that separated the two of you. "I'll be here whenever you get out, okay?"

"Sounds good!" he chimed. "Can you make sure someone has water on hand? I'm parched."

Shaking your head as you laughed, you pulled yourself to your feet. You felt like you were living in a poorly scripted sitcom. How could you even be upset when they were so bizarre?

Climbing the steps onto the stage, you settled back into your chair. You could admit you were a little shaken, but ready to try again. At this point, you had something to prove. What was essentially an angry mob came after you and a group of people you cared about. You weren't going to let them see that their bad behavior got them what they wanted.

"And you're comfortable with this?" Insu appeared, draping a blanket across your legs.

Giving a short nod, you glanced up to his face, searching his pinched expression. "What about you?"

"I'll be fine."

"But she said-"

"She didn't know what she was talking about," he said quickly, glancing over his shoulder to the host who was now fiddling with her dress. "I'll explain everything later."

Having to trust him on that, you offered a sad smile. "Later then."

As Insu disappeared from the stage, you watched as all of the contestants came out again and took their seats. Hoshi, of course, was still missing.

"Nothing like a little on-air disaster to really make you feel alive, huh kid?" the host grinned, straightening her posture. Not even sure what to respond with, you remained silent as the camera crew began counting her down.

"And we're back!" she gasped, perkiness written across her mannerisms. "You just can't keep My Idol down!"

Awkward chuckles echoed across the group of men, unsure of what to do with themselves now that things had gone so terribly awry.

"Now, to fill those fans in watching from home," the host continued. "Before we had to pause our programming, there was a bit of a disturbance in the studio. No matter, we've got everything sorted out and we're back to let you all know who will continue on in hopes of being Y/N's idol!"

You were starting to feel like the grin on your face had slipped into something more similar to a cringe. The trauma-ception happening in this moment made your skin crawl.

"As a note, due to our earlier interruption, Hoshi was not able to join us for the rest of the show this evening. This does not disqualify him from advancing though."

Exhaling a breath you had been holding, you nodded. Hoshi's smiling face was an obvious gap in the group of men before you. You hated having to continue on without him but realized that there was only so much time slotted to record the show.

"Y/N," the host cooed, turning to you. "How do you feel now that Jungkook has made it into the second round?"

"I'm happy of course," you smiled, trying to keep things as normal as possible. "I think I would be happy if any of these guys had gotten through, but I really look forward to getting to know Jungkook better."

"You can tell us, Y/N," the host said slyly. "Are you sure he wasn't one of your favorites to make it through?"

"Why do you keep trying to pin us up against each other?" Jackson burst, truth behind his laugh. "We still don't want to know!"

"Alright, alright," the host laughed as well. "We'll keep the playing field even. Why don't we announce another contestant then?"

If the live audience were here, you would've expected to hear clapping (or possibly booing). You were hoping they had some sort of reaction track playing to cover up for the uncomfortable silence flooding the stage.

"The next idol to advance to the second round of dates...is..."she trailed, making the tension even worse.

"Choi San!"

"Me?" San all but shouted as he sprung from his chair. His smile was contagious as he began to approach you, arms open to pull you into his torso. "Like me, Choi San? Or someone else, Choi San?"

"You!" you giggled, allowing your chest to fill with happiness for a brief moment. It was difficult to chase away the guilt that came with another date making it through. While you were happy that you would see San again, it did mean you wouldn't see one of the other guys.

"My dubu," San cooed, rocking you from side to side once you were in his arms. "We did it!"

"You did it!" you gasped, leaning away from him to catch another glimpse of his over-the-moon expression. It was difficult to be upset when you had caught a ray of sunshine in your hands.

"I told you it was a great date," he giggled, finally letting you go. "Maybe you'll believe me next time!"

"It was a great date," you agreed. "But only because of you."

"Pfft," he huffed, the tips of his ears turning bright red.

"San, how are we feeling?" the host asked.

"Like I'm in a dream," he smiled. "I'm a pretty confident guy, but I never expect to just win things. This may be one of the best things I've ever won."

"And just think, there's still more to win!" the host chimed, swinging her chair back around to the remaining men. "There are two rounds left after this one, the second round, followed by the weekend dates. Is there anyone in particular that you all think can win this whole thing?"

The men looked thoughtfully amongst each other. "Maybe Hyungwon?" Hongseok offered.

"Me?" Hyungwon scoffed. "Why me?"

"You own a mirror," Hongseok countered, a sly smile on his face.

"Just because he's good looking, doesn't mean the chemistry is there," Jackson blurted out. Turning toward Hyungwon, he put his hands in the air between them. "Not talking about you personally, but that goes for any of us. I think we're all pretty attractive."

"Any of us could have a chance at winning," Jungkook nodded, chewing on his lip ring. "It's really intimidating."

"All of you think so warmly of each other this season," the host said, furrowing her brow. "What's caused the comradery?"

"Eating dinner almost every night together," San grinned as he once again found his place amongst his competitors.

"A lot of us knew each other before," Chan offered. "But living in the same building and using the same common areas led us to become more familiar with each other."

"Now that's a point we haven't touched on," the host picked up. "How did it feel to be sequestered in a hotel room while you waited for the rest of the dates to play out?"

"Luckily for me, my date was a little late in the first round," Chan chuckled. "But it's given me time to really buckle down and work on music, so I don't mind."

"I've slept so much," Jungkook laughed. "It's almost like a vacation."

"I did some choreography for TikTok," San nodded. "I kind of have built in collab partners. Hoshi was always willing to dance with me."

Nodding sagely, you attempted to look toward the area off stage you knew held Hoshi's predicament. He hadn't appeared again, so you assumed they were still working on getting him out.

"How does the thought of possibly being held in the hotel for a few more weeks sound?" the host smiled.

"I'm sure it won't always be fun," Hongseok nodded. "But I'm willing to make it work."

"Why don't we find out if you'll have to make it work then, Hongseok?" the host hummed. "Let's take a dive into the opposite end of the poll and reveal two of the idols who didn't make it."

"What?" you muttered, moving quickly to face her. "That's brutal."

"Reality television often is," she sighed, shaking her head. "Jungkook or San, do you have any words of wisdom for those who will not be able to continue forward?"

Still reeling from this unexpected change, both men looked up in a panic. Glancing toward each other, they looked as if they had swallowed something they shouldn't have.

"There's plenty of fish in the sea?" Jungkook attempted with a nervous laugh.

"Better - better luck next time?" San chimed in with a wince.

"Better luck next time indeed," the host chuckled before flipping to a new cue card. "Unfortunately for three of you, your journey stops here. The first two men who will be eliminated are...

Kwon Hoshi..."

You let out a hiss of air. He wasn't even here to react. You looked down to your shoes, trying not to be bitter. Hoshi had been your last date, but it was worth the wait. You had never met someone who could make you laugh so easily or help you feel so unburdened. Now you couldn't even look him in the eyes as the news was announced.

"And Yang Hongseok."

Your heart fell to your toes. While you didn't want to pick favorites, you felt a bit shattered at the thought of Hongseok not moving forward. Zeroing in on his face, you almost began crying by how crestfallen he looked. He had been one of your fiercest protectors and carried you through what was one of the worst moments of your life.

"It's okay," he said quietly before struggling to his feet. Walking toward you in a bit of a daze, he took your hands in his. Pulling you toward him, he repeated the words, more to himself than you. "It's okay."

"It's not," you whispered, burying your face in his neck.

"We'll be friends," he assured you, running his fingertips down your back again and again. "What we went through together...that can't be taken away."

You began to sniff as you leaned away from him. "Promise?"

"Pinky promise," he smiled, reaching up to dab at your tears with the edge of his sweater sleeve. "Now don't mess up your makeup over me."

"You're worth messing up my makeup over," you pouted.

"You'll be happy with any of these guys," Hongseok nodded, motioning to the men who were still seated. "Take care of my Y/N, okay?"

All of the contestants agreed in their own ways, varying from nods to shouts of "Of course."

Giving you one last sad smile, he reached down to squeeze your hand. "Don't miss me too much, okay?"

You shook your head before plopping back down in your seat. Letting him simply walk away made your chest ache, but you knew it was a necessary evil. You signed up for this.

"Chan, Jackson, Hyungwon," the host sighed. "How are we feeling?"

"Nervous," Chan groaned. "So nervous."

" This is cruel and unusual punishment," Jackson chirped.

"I'll move this along then," the host smiled. You knew she was enjoying every minute of what was happening. "The third idol to move on to the second dates..."

"Wait, wait," Jackson gasped. "You're not just telling us who the third eliminated person is?"

"Now where's the fun in that?" the host chuckled, causing Jackson to begin chewing on the inside of his cheek. He looked less than amused.

"So this is it?" Chan gulped. "We're just getting right down to it?"

Ignoring the men's complaints, the host continued. "The third idol to move on to the second dates...is...

Jackson Wang."

"Well, shit," Jackson giggled. Striding toward you, he paused in front of where you were sitting and began to hop up and down. "Saved the best for last, ay?"

You let out a huff of a laugh that was both self-pitying and happy. The moment was sweet, but so heavily tinged with sadness. In true My Idol fashion, only three men got to continue forward to the next round. You would have to leave Hyungwon and Chan behind.

While Jackson was obviously excited to be moving on, he instantly picked up on your stress. "Hey."

Glancing up at him through your lashes, you allowed him to pull you to your feet. "You're allowed to be sad," he said, his tone huskier than it had been only a few seconds ago.

"But I'm happy," you hiccupped, unsure if that was true. "You made it through."

"You can be happy on our next date," he nodded, offering a small smile. "But right now, you can be upset or angry. You can feel whatever you need to."

You were so grateful to have such an understanding person on your side. Nodding, you stuck out your bottom lip.

"Hyungwon, tell me how you're feeling?" the host asked, interrupting the tender moment between you and Jackson.

"Disappointed," he mumbled, shaking his head. "I knew there was a chance I wouldn't get through, but it stings."

"A chance you wouldn't get through?" the host said, fake confusion now painting her features. "But you still have a chance."

"I-" Hyungwon said, startled. "I what?"

"While My Idol usually allows votes for three idols to move forward to the round of second dates," she smiled. "This season, we've graciously allowed four."

"Christ," Chan hissed, his face dropping into his hands. "Would've been nice to know before I almost started to tear up."

You lifted your brows as you looked from Jackson to the host, and back to Jackson again.

"Cheer up, buttercup," he grinned, rubbing his thumb across your cheek. "You can be happy for me after all."

Letting out a surprised giggle, you engulfed him in a hug. "We're going to have so much fun."

"Damn right we are!" he cheered before letting you go and taking his seat again.

"Why wait any longer?" the host oozed. "Let's move on.

"The final idol...to advance forward...is...

...

..."

You closed your eyes, silently praying to any god who would listen. You weren't sure if you were asking for strength, understanding, or just the ability to get through this without passing out.

"Bang Chan."

Snapping your head up, you weren't sure if you were going to laugh or cry.

It was all over.

One boy to comfort and one boy to congratulate.

All that was left was to figure out how to push forward.

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cyncialwoo · 11 months ago

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can you make a reaction of pentagon if they gonna see their ex girlfriend after break up

a/n: Hihi! I know I said two weeks, but I've been balancing school and home life. I'm also re-reading this piece I wrote a while back and brainstorming for new things. Also, I've never written reactions before, so I hope you enjoy it. I'm sorry this is so late.

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Jinho

He would be the type to avoid a meet-up.

It’s not like the relationship ended badly, but it’s for convenience.

Jinho wouldn’t want to step on your feelings if there were any remaining

Honestly, for him, there was still something left over

He's delusional. Literally gaslighting himself to think he’s avoiding you for your sake.

The meet-up would be accidental like it was meant to happen.

Jinho honestly hadn’t been out of his apartment in a few weeks. He had been having second thoughts about the entire breakup. Was it the best decision? He wasn’t sure. Although, the food had run out in his house, and takeout was expensive these days.

He was walking through the isles bored when he saw a familiar figure. He didn’t see your face, but he didn’t have to. Something inside him wanted to approach you, but he didn’t. He couldn’t and he didn’t know why. He would rather die than go up to you. He stood there for minutes wondering whether to move past you or do a 180.

He ended up just staring at you, taking in this moment of seeing you again. You were looking at some snacks on the shelf when you turned your head and looked over at him. He watched as the smile spread on your face, and how you waved at him. He reciprocated it, all without much thought. The moment flew by too fast for him because, in the next second, you were gone for the next item on your grocery list.

Hui

Hui would most likely become obsessed with his work

Anything to distract himself

Maybe he’d blow money for some serotonin

Anything to give him a quick whiff of some happiness

He’s been writing songs like crazy and they're all sappy breakup songs

He doesn’t like any of them though

He needs a break and a bad

Hui needed some time out of his studio which was now too stuffy for him. Just a simple walk would do for him. For what he meant for a short walk around the building, he ended up in a park nearby. He sat on a swing slowly rocking back and forth. His eyes were closed taking in the sound around him. It was quiet, barely anyone was around. Still, the sound of the wind and the trees slowly dancing to it making their sound, The casual cars driving by in the background. That was the serenity and peace he had been looking for this whole time.

When he finally opened his eyes he noticed a familiar figure sitting at a bench. They were eating lunch alone with their head down. He didn’t have to see their face to know who it was. He smiled to himself, maybe this was the motivation and clarity he sought.

Hongseok

He’d be more of the jealous type.

He’s most likely the type to stalk a page

He made a fake account just for you!

okay, maybe that’s not that charming.

he regrets his decision though

he's sincere about that

Lately, Hongseok had been feeling like you were losing interest in him, or you were getting over this. With all that he still felt for you, he couldn’t let you. He still couldn’t let you go and needed something to drag you in with him. So, he devised a plan. He would “randomly” meet up with you.

He got used to the schedule that you had, and have, so it wasn’t that hard to find you. He had crossed your path multiple times after the break-up, but neither of you had decided to go and talk to each other. He was too shy, and you wanted to get over him. It was better for you anyway, and sometimes seeing him just hurt.

Not this time when you saw him. You two had managed to get on the same bus. Although, you knew hongseok had a car and could drive. It made you wonder what happened to him after you two separated. You locked eyes with him, and he shared a smile with you. He took that as an invitation to come closer to you on the bus. He made small talk with you for most of the ride. Something about the whole experience felt like deja vu almost as if you had met him again, but in a new life.

Shinwon

He plays it off but he’s most definitely hurting

He hangs around other people for a distraction

He is not okay though

When he’s alone or at home he mostly pouts

Dont come about his mood though because he will snap

He also won't leave the house unless he has to

The guys have to make him come out, so they take him to an inside amusement park

They may spoil him a bit too much.

It seemed like Shinwon was as good as new. He was smiling, laughing, and making his awful jokes. Honestly, Jinho and Hui kind of wished they left him at home. It seemed like this was the perfect thing to bring him back from being a literal human zombie.

They were walking around the theme park when he saw you giggling with your friends. You guys had rented school uniforms on. He was happy that you were happy though. The way you laughed or held your friend's hand. He didn’t notice how long he had been staring.

He was sent back to reality when Jinho tapped him on the shoulder. “You ready to head out already?” Shinwon looked back at him just nodding. He didn’t know if Jinho knew if he was looking at you or not. Either way, nothing was mentioned on the way home.

Changgu

He lives in a cafe.

Or he visits it a lot

Either way, he wants to run into you

First, it was the old cafe you two used to visit

Then your favorite cafe

But nothing, he couldn’t

One day he gave up and just started to work part-time at a random cafe

He was working late nights due to his day job. He was enjoying working at a cafe. He loved the smell of coffee beans after all, and wouldn’t complain if he smelled like them all day. One thing was for sure though, he brought a lot of business to the cafe.

Everyone went to the cafe to see the cute barista. He smiled with all of the new attention, but he wasn’t quite sure if he enjoyed it or not. Some part of him still hoped that one day you would walk into those doors. He convinced himself that all of the girls he turned down were for you. He was staying loyal to you.

The only problem was that he only worked at the late-night, and it was not the most favorable time for a cup of coffee.

One night while he was making one of his famous cups of coffee, he heard a familiar laugh. His head shot up, he had to see your face again. Although, he frowned as soon as he spotted you in the crowd. Your arm was locked around another guy’s laughing and leaning into him.

He frowned and turned over to his coworker, “I'm taking my 15.”

Yanan

The relationship was short

Surely not long enough for deep feelings

That's what he thought before he broke the news to you

But lately, he had been missing you

Denies it and tries to play it slick

I’m thinking this is like a college fling thing

So you guys could run into one another

Finals were coming up and Yanan was in the library with his head stuck in one of the textbooks. He had been there for hours, and he was starting to get hungry. He had a six-hour final that he was preparing for, and he could not flunk it. He searched in his bags to see if he had any snacks left over. Luckily he still had some, leaning back and eating it.

He took that time to scan his surroundings. He had been focused on his work for so long that he hadn’t noticed the amount of people that had come and gone. This time around he noticed you dozed off on a desk. Your head was lying on a textbook sleeping soundly. You looked so pretty to him. He went close to you and put your jacket over you.

He didn’t quite understand his actions or what possessed him to buy snacks for you. He smiled to himself as he wrote a note. He teased you about falling asleep in the library and how you should take better care of yourself. He didn’t sign the note, smirking. Maybe he could tease you more like this in the future.

Yuto

He is already a quiet person, so I feel like he kept the relationship very private

Barely anyone knew that the two of you had broken up

The break up wasn’t on good terms

The two of you could not agree on something

He hated arguments and everything that came with it

He also hated telling you when he disagreed with something because it would lead to even more arguments even if it didn’t have to be one

The two of you were petty anyways

He tried to avoid you, and the places you hung out frequently

Yuto was out with a large group of friends. It was unusual for him, but he was enjoying the extra company. They were at a large shopping mall, so it wasn’t an ideal place to be. He was quieter than usual. Maybe it was because he didn’t want to draw a lot of attention to himself. That was the reason. He wanted some quiet time but didn’t want to be alone. Maybe this was the best solution for him.

He thought of himself over the relationship. Maybe he was being too harsh, but he thought if he heard that you died in a week or so he wouldn’t care. Okay, that was cruel of him, but he needed some way to distance himself.

The sad part was, when he saw you at a store with another guy, his heart sank. He was mad that he still felt some type of way about it and about you. He was disappointed in himself, nonetheless, he played it off and went on with his day.

Kino

I'm going with the cliche trope

He’s just a party guy to me

And I think he’d go to parties to let off his cool. Especially if it was a harsh break-up

I feel like he’d still be jealous and possessive after the relationship

If anyone would try to say something bad about you, he would get mad at them.

He’s still sweet as ever, even if it ended on bad terms or not

Kino was at a party, like usual. He had a huge social circle. He was floating around the party talking to a lot of different people. He was feeling better tonight. He preferred to put himself out there when he didn’t feel up to it. Honestly, he was feeling a lot better.

He did notice you when you walked in, it would be hard for him not to stare. He watched over you, still feeling protective. He knew a lot of the people at the party, some of them having a bad reputation. He would rather watch over you from a distance, not ready to face you.

That didn’t matter when a random guy came up to you. He didn’t know him, but he could not stand the fact that another man was talking to you. He came up to you putting his arm over your shoulder casually. “I forgot to ask you what drink you wanted.” Kino kept a sly smirk on his face. You looked a little upset and surprised to see him there, but he just brushed it off. It was fun to cock-block you.

Wooseok

I think he would be quieter about the breakup

He seems like he keeps more to himself

But he’s generally sweet to everyone

I think the motivation would be down

He wants to keep things on good terms, but that doesn’t mean friends.

He’s not the type to text you after

Unless he needed something

Wooseok had gathered up some motivation lately, after looking at how messy his life had been lately. He was picking his stuff up and putting things in their right places. During that, he found some items that were yours, and he noticed that some of his things had been missing. He frowned, he didn’t want to do any confronting, but he wanted his things back. There’s nothing wrong with that, right?

His hands were sweaty as he texted you. He simply stated that he had a few of your things and he thought that you had a few of his. It was simple and he tried to be as polite as possible. He was not trying to make anyone upset.

After a few days you hadn’t answered his text, so he tried again. This time his tone was a little hasty, and when you responded, it was in an aggravated tone. He was confused. You didn’t want to meet with him and made that clear. He suggested mail, but that seemed to upset you as well.

When he saw you later that week on the street, he said nothing. He did nothing. Any feelings that he had left over for you, were gone. Then he knew he could move on.

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