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[lunarmessenger]

Prompt 20 with Good Ending Saeran? Probably MC saying it, but up to you!

LOVE this prompt; I DEFINITELY have felt the stress that MC is feeling in this little short haha so this was very nice to write because I wish I had Saeran to help me when I was in school LMFAO - luna xx

The only light in the living room that kept you company was the bright LED ones coming from your laptop, hands running through your hair as you tried your best to stay awake. You had a test on your least favorite subject tomorrow, and no matter how hard you tried you just couldn’t retain anything.

You’d spent countless hours looking over your notes, going over the shared power points online, and asking fellow classmates for help but it just wouldn’t. stick. At this point you were running on energy drinks and a couple of hours of sleep a night, the stress keeping you up because you just had to study.

You felt bad really; your relationship had suffered for the past few days as you prepared for this test. Saeran was worried, and rightfully so; no matter how many times he tried to get you to relax, you refused. Failing this test meant failing the entire course for you, and you were not going to take this class again if it could be helped.

Speaking of your loving boyfriend you heard his footsteps coming down the hall, your legs that were crossed on the couch slowly starting to bounce with anxiety. You already knew what he was going to say; “Come to bed, MC. Rest will help.” He was right, really he was; but you just couldn’t do it. Any time spent resting could be spent studying, and you wanted to make the most of it as you quizzed yourself once more on the thirteenth chapter.

“MC? You’re still awake?” You only gave a brief nod, mumbling to yourself as you switched from your laptop to the notebook beside you. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes, adjusting his sweatpants and turning on the light. You squinted a bit from the light change but otherwise remained unfazed, your eyes briefly flickering from the scribbles on your notebook to your boyfriend.

You noticed that he was only wearing sweats, his lean but toned muscles catching your attention for a short moment before you shook your head. Focus, focus. He sat next to you, using his hands to rub across his face before resting them on his chin as he looked at you. He frowned at the dark circles that formed underneath your eyes, your thinned out cheeks from the lack of self care from all the studying you were doing. He sighed, leaning against your shoulder as he gazed at the screen.

He was met with equations and theories he’d only seen on TV, slight disbelief taking over his features because wow, people actually learned this stuff? No wonder you’d been working non-stop to make sure that you didn’t have to do it again. Yet, he was still worried; he knew better than anyone what overworking yourself could do to not just your body, but your mind.

His arms stretched out as he yawned, resting one of them over your shoulders as he slightly pressed down. His bicep rested against the curve of your neck, causing you to halt your scrolling only for a moment, biting your lip as you continued. It’d been a while since you’d been able to snuggle up against Saeran and just rest with him, and that alone was enough to make you realize how much your back hurt from all the slouching; how your legs ached from being crossed for so long.

“Saeran...” You warned, inching slightly away from him as he looked at you. Your eyes never left your studying material, and that only encouraged him to continue. He gave another deep breath as he slouched down, spreading out his legs while he ran his free hand through his hair. Your gaze was diverted once more, honing in on the gray sweats he wore and how comfortable it would be to sit in his lap like you used to before this class consumed your entire being.

You physically shook your head, groaning as you brought your hands up to your forehead and pressed hard. He was making things extremely difficult and he knew it; irritation growing inside you as well as something else as you hid your face in your hands while slouching down.

“Saeran, I love you, but I need you to go away because you’re really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow.” You whined, hands flying from your face when you felt your laptop disappear from your lap and be placed softly on the coffee table. Your eyes were wild with anger and nerves as you looked at him, his gaze filled with worry as his soft teal eyes stared into yours.

“You can yell at me if you want to. Scream. Cry. Hit me, even. But you have to go to bed. At this rate, you’re going to fall asleep during your test and you’ll be even more upset than you are right now.” His words had never rang with more truth, and that fact alone upset you even more as your lip started to quiver, tears pooling into your eyes as you sniffed.

“I just don’t want to take this class again Saeran. It’s so stressful, but I need it to get the degree I’ve been working so hard for...” You trailed off, all the stress and frustration that had been building finally releasing as you sobbed.

“Oh, honey...” He gently moved your notebook out from between you two as he took you into his arms, bringing you into his lap as he cradled you and held you close.

“You’ve been going over the same material for two weeks now; it has to have stuck somewhere in that beautiful mind of yours. But nothing will stick unless you let your brain do what it needs to do. Let’s go to bed, get some rest. I’ll help you review before you have to leave for class, yes?” He questioned, pulling away so he could look into your eyes.

You looked up at him, his calm and reassuring gaze pulling you out of the cloud of worry and doubt that you’d been lost in this entire time. You felt like the worlds biggest idiot; how could you completely ignore Saeran, when he was partly what you needed this whole time? 

“I’m sorry I’ve been so distant. I swear I’ll do better—” He pressed one of his delicate fingers against your lips, his lips pursed as he softly shushed you while shaking his head.

“Don’t worry about that right now. Let’s get to bed.” Before you knew it he had lifted you into his arms, your head leaning against his chest as you felt the drowsiness start to kick in already. He used his knuckles to press the light off in the living room, and by the time he’d made it to the bedroom you were fast asleep, soft snores escaping your lips while he smiled. He tucked you in first then slid in right beside you, his strong arms encasing you and squeezing gently as he pressed his lips against your hair.

“Goodnight, MC. Sleep well. I love you.”

[lunarmessenger]

"So I had this really vivid dream" with GE Saeran? Either one of them, but maybe Saeran so he can have a good dream for once, poor baby T-T

And like, it can be a good dream, maybe something soft and fluffy- or it can be a, ya know, good dream, wink wonk

Love your work! 💕💕

thank you! i’ll do something soft and fluffy; we could all use some of that rn :) - luna xx

“What are you thinking about, Saeran?” Their voice was soft, hands gently running through his hair as he sat on their lap. His eyes were hooded, completely relaxed as he stared at the soft clouds rolling through the bright blue sky. The grass softly swayed beside them as they sat on a soft blanket underneath a willow tree, the leaves brushing against each other as he took a deep breath.

Surrounding them were bushes of roses, some loose petals landing on their open picnic basket and cleared plates. A few pieces of strawberries were left behind, some still dotted with whipped cream as they lie on the edge of the blanket, forgotten. The sun sat comfortably behind the clouds that rolled through, shining its warm rays down on the loving couple as they sat in comfortable silence for a moment.

He reached a hand up to the sky, spreading his fingers as he felt the warmth of the sun spread through his entire being. He switched his gaze from the sky to his partner, their head tilting with a loving smile as they patiently waited for his answer. The feeling of love clouded his vision and filled his heart as he looked into their eyes, a soft smile playing on the edge of his lips.

“I was just thinking about how blessed I am to have you.” He played with the loose strands that hung over his body, fingers twirling here and there as he adjusted his weight on their lap. They giggled, hands moving from his hair down to his cheeks; they used their thumbs to stroke softly, the action enough to make Saeran hum in satisfaction as he relaxed even further.

“Yeah?” He took a deep breath before sitting up, turning so that he was facing them and nodding.

“Yeah.” Again they gave a small chuckle before scooting forward, knees touching against his as they slightly leaned forward, nose softly brushing against his while his breath hitched. Their eyes switched from keeping eye contact with Saeran to his lips, their own parting slightly as their warm breath washed over his face.

It smelled faintly of sweet cream and strawberries from the dessert they shared, Saeran tilting his head in satisfaction from the sweet smell as he leaned in to close the distance. Their lips pressed softly together for a moment before he pulled away, opening his eyes to see them looking right back at him.

“I love you.” His statement came out sure and true, his lips forming a grin as he watched his partner’s cheeks flame up in appreciation as they fell forward against him.

“I love you too, Saeran. Now wake up, so this can become another memory.” He furrowed his brows at his lover, tilting his head as the sun started to shine brighter and brighter, the warmth fading away as he seemed to be floating from such a blissful dream.

His eyelids fluttered as he groaned to himself, the bright light of a lamp slowly being moved from his face as he turned away. He was met with warm fabric, the sweet smell of strawberries and vanilla familiar as he deeply inhaled.

“Oh shoot, I didn’t mean to shine it in your eyes! I’m sorry honey, and you were taking such a pleasant nap too...” The familiar voice of his partner filled his ears as he furrowed his brows, eyes squeezing shut as he tried to piece together the fact that what he’d just experienced...was a dream.

“Mm, I was...dreaming...?” His voice was deep from sleep, slowly rolling back over so that he was looking up at his partner who only looked back at him with curiosity.

“Aha, hi there sleepy head. You were mumbling a bit in your sleep; everything okay? Do you want to talk about it?” Saeran shrugged as he lifted himself up from their lap, rubbing his eyes and running his hands through his hair to help wake himself up.

“It was nothing bad; so, I had this really vivid dream...” He relayed what he dreamt about with a heavy blush across his cheeks and neck, avoiding eye contact for a moment as he looked down.

“Yeah...sorry, it’s pretty cheesy isn’t it?” He was surprised to see his partner cupping their own cheeks, biting their lip as they grinned at him.

“No; I think it’s the cutest thing ever. Hey...wanna go for a picnic?” He grinned right back as he brought them in for a quick kiss on the cheek, leaning his head against their shoulder as he nodded.

“Yes. I’d go anywhere with you.” 

[lunarmessenger]

Don’t Say Goodbye - Saeran x MC

This one-shot is for my 100 followers special! Thank you all so much for reading my little works, and I hope you enjoy this little one-shot with Saeran! In this one-shot they will not be part of the RFA and they’re in college! so enough of me talking! Enjoy! It’s fairly long, sorry D: - luna xx

warnings: angst :))))

“What about this one, guys?” Yoosung excitedly yelled, pointing at the little map you were handed at the entrance of the theme park. The two of you had your heads pressed together, wide eyed as you looked at the assorted rides and attractions.

Your graduating class in college had offered an all free expense trip to Disneyland, and of course you just had to go with your best friend. You and Yoosung had spent countless nights working double-shifts and selling off things you no longer needed to pay for your share of the ticket; and it was nice to see all your hard work had paid off.

The both of you weren’t the only ones who had managed to pay for your tickets; Zen and Saeran were there with you, the two of them rolling their eyes with friendly smiles as they watched the two of you freak out over the map. You had looked away from the map briefly as Yoosung pointed at the different rides, your eyes meeting with Saeran’s. His striking teal eyes bore into yours and you couldn’t help but look down, a heavy feeling filling your heart as you bit your lip.

The reason you and Yoosung had worked so hard to be able to go on this trip was, well. You were going home from Korea after studying abroad, and you didn’t know if you were going to come back. Tonight would be the last night that all of you had a chance to spend an uninterrupted 24 hours together. As soon as you were back in Korea you had to take the next flight home and...that was it. You were gone. Of course Yoosung and Zen were sad but they were happy for you. You hadn’t been home in so long, and you missed your friends and family back home.

Saeran, however...felt a bit differently about it all.

While you and Yoosung were inseparable, you and Saeran were inseparable in a different way. All of you had a class together at some point, and while it took some time you and Saeran had grown incredibly close during your last year of college. Endless talks in one another’s dorm rooms, partnering together during projects and discussions.

The two of you had felt feelings that were more than friendship start to grow, and while you were open to them, Saeran did his absolute best to avoid them. During a winter dance where he’d asked you to go (as friends of course) that’s when you’d confessed your feelings to him, and he, as sweetly as he could, turned you down.

You were hurt, but you decided that it was best to move past them, especially because he’d stated that he didn’t feel the same way towards you. So you told him that it was okay, that you were over your feelings and that you’d love to stay friends. However, when you and Zen would laugh together during lunch you noticed that he’d glare daggers at him. When you laughed at one of his jokes his cheeks grew red and a fond smile took over his usually stoic face, and that smile was enough to make you go weak in the knees. When you were walking he would sometimes hold your hand, or hold you just a little too long when hugging goodbye. 

He endlessly denied those feelings and yet, his actions said the complete opposite, and it confused you to no end. It wasn’t fair; how could he tell you multiple times that he didn’t like you that way, and yet everything he did said that you were the one? It grew even worse when you’d revealed that you were going home after graduating; he put on a smile, but you could see the sadness behind his eyes whenever you were around.

“MC...? MC!” You jumped, looking at Yoosung who was raising an eyebrow.

“Are you okay? I was just suggesting that maybe we use the park hopping passes provided to us; maybe go to California Adventure?” He hoped, and you could see the excitement within him as you nodded with a shrug.

“Sure, why not?” With an excited yell he grabbed your hand, dragging you towards the park hopping area while Saeran and Zen followed behind while laughing. You all rode rides with gusto, purchasing every picture that was provided at the end of the ride so you would have memories together. You all took a break as the sun slowly started to set, deciding to share a large pizza together as you sat outside at the large gathering of tables.

Music played as you silently ate your pizza, Zen and Yoosung speaking with animated voices about the ferris wheel while Saeran looked up at the rides every now and then. It was then that you heard a low voice singing softly to the music outside, your brows furrowing as your eyes darted towards Saeran. You noticed he was stealing small glances at you, his voice mixing with Ed Sheeran’s as he sang along softly.

“How would you feel? If I told you I loved, you?” He sent you a sad smile as he sang those lyrics, your heart beating faster as you felt your face flush. Was he professing his love to you? In his own weird...way? You didn’t let your mind go there, shaking your head profusely as you gave a heavy sigh.

This is exactly what you meant; why was it that everything he said contradicted what he did? Part of you wished that you had never gained feelings for him; that you could have the friendship you had with Yoosung with him as well. To distract yourself you turned towards Zen and Yoosung, pointing towards the roller coaster across the park.

“It’s getting pretty late; should we ride the Incredicoaster before we have to leave? We still have to get souvenir’s too.” You suggested, Zen and Yoosung nodding excitedly. Zen reached over and placed his arm around you, wiggling his brows as you tilted your head.

“Hey, as long as I get to sit next to you, MC.” He flirted, making Yoosung gag while you rolled your eyes and gently pushed him away.

“Shut up, Zen.” You laughed, only stopping when you noticed Saeran roughly grab the last piece of pizza and shove it in his mouth. He was angry, that much you knew as he grabbed the now empty tray and slammed it above the trashcan where other stray trays waited to be collected.

“Let’s go.” He mumbled, avoiding eye contact with you while the others wordlessly got up after resting from eating. You and Saeran barely spoke while you waited in line, the tension tangible as Yoosung gently tapped your shoulder and whispered in your ear.

“Everything okay?” He asked, worry clouding his expression as you shrugged.

“I don’t know anymore.” Yoosung knew about your hopeless crush on Saeran, and how every time you thought he was returning the feeling he used his words to tell you that he most definitely thought of you as a friend.

“Do you want me to talk to him? He needs to make up his mind, MC. He can’t keep tossing you around like this.” You leaned your head against his shoulder, linking your arm with his as you sighed.

“Just...ride next to me? I don’t think I can handle sitting next to him on a ride where you’re literally squished together.” You sighed, Yoosung nodding as he patted your back.

“I got you MC.” He really, honestly meant to sit next to you.

But you guys got shoved around in line by a rowdy group of teenagers and now you were sitting next to Saeran on the ride, heart pounding as you avoided his eyes while the employee checked your seatbelts and bar.

“MC—”

“Don’t.” You cut him off, keeping your hands firmly on the bar as the ride took off. You tried your best to stay pouting but the ride was just too fun, and just like Zen and Yoosung you ended up screaming with joy and laughter all the way until the end. You snuck a glance at Saeran and immediately that joy was gone, worry taking over as you saw his throat bobbing and his face looking a little pale.

“Oh no,” You quickly took off your seatbelt and the bar when able, helping Saeran out of the car and taking him to the nearest trash can. Zen and Yoosung weren’t far behind, and right when they walked up Saeran was vomiting, gripping the trash can for dear life while you rubbed his back.

“It’s probably from that last slice he had.” Zen grimaced, looking away so that he didn’t become sick himself.

“Why don’t you guys go ahead and start going for the shops? I’ll help out Saeran.” Yoosung gave you an unsure look but you nodded to let him know it was okay, the two men heading towards the shop right as Saeran finished throwing up.

“Sorry, MC.” He groaned, slightly leaning against you as you helped him walk towards the tables again.

“Don’t apologize, Saeran. Are you okay?” You were still annoyed but you couldn’t help but worry, helping him sit as he gripped his stomach.

“Yeah; I should have let that last piece settle properly.” You two awkwardly sat together, avoiding each other’s gaze as Saeran allowed the cool summer air to calm down his sweating forehead.

“Uh, here.” You handed him some mints that you kept in your little pack, Saeran taking a couple and popping them into his mouth.

“Thanks.” He mumbled, the awkward silence back again as you continued to avoid eye contact with him.

“You still like me, don’t you?” The question was sudden, your eyes wide as you looked at Saeran who continued to look up towards the stars that littered the night sky. The fact that he knew you still liked him, even though you tried so hard to deny it to yourself and him was enough to make tears pool into your eyes, head immediately looking down as you slightly nodded.

“Yes, okay? Yes, I still like you; I think I love you, and I hate myself for it because I wish I didn’t.” You gasped out, trying your hardest not to sob in the middle of the happiest place on Earth. The tears hit your lap as you fiddled with your fingers, filled with anxiety as you waited for Saeran to say something, anything.

“How do you think I feel?” His tone was filled with pain and anger as you looked up in surprise, tears falling from his own eyes as he stared at you. “I don’t like getting close to people, and the first person that I feel comfortable with; feel safe with, that I....” He drifted off, sniffing as he furiously wiped his nose and eyes with his jacket sleeve.

“They’re leaving me here and I...I can’t handle that. I like you too, MC, and yet you’re leaving me to go home. I didn’t want to like you, I tried so hard but I just can’t do it!” He was frustrated, and before you knew it he’d swooped down and kissed you.

Your eyes were wide with surprise, tears still falling as his eyes were squeezed shut, hands gripping your face with desperation. You quickly returned the kiss, brows furrowed as your eyes closed and your hands lie over his. Too soon it was over as he pulled away, a sad smile on his face as he softly rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

“I love you, MC. And I hate myself for it.” His words mirrored what you said to him just moments ago, the two of you sadly laughing because of how ridiculous and cliche it all was. You had liked—loved each other for so long, and it took the last day of you being together to finally say it. You leaned your foreheads together for a few minutes before pulling away, wiping your eyes as you stood.

“We should go find Zen and Yoosung, so we can all leave together.” You quietly stated, Saeran nodding as he stood next to you and grabbed your hand. He squeezed gently as the two of you began to walk, not saying a word because, well, everything that needed to be said was said.

You just tried to make the best of it, accepting that maybe it was just...right person, wrong time.