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as sam kim’s where’s my money blasts in the background, your focus is on one specific individual only.
his pale platinum-brownish locks is dispersed away from his eyes, unlocking a view to his sharp set of coloured contacts. taking the strands of hair to the side, he plays with it until he’s satisfied.
you can’t help but be hyper fixated on him.
when he notices your gaze, he careens his head. “eh? what are you looking at, y/n?”
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when you were younger, you thought hiding in the bookstore would be a genius idea.
and as fate would have it, you managed to win that game of hide-and-go-seek by a landslide.
so as a childhood spot, why were you back there?
simple, to revisit where it all started.
“y/n?”
“come on out. why are you trying to play hide-and-seek? we’re not children anymore.” a panicked timbre resonates through the shelves of thousands of books on display.
when the person doesn’t receive an answer, they sigh. “if you come out, i’ll let you win.”
smiling, you retrieve a book from the shelf in front of you. “i’m right here, jisung.” his eyes rush to search for your sweet voice.
when he spots you, he finds you behind the book shelf in front of him, grinning the widest smile he’s ever seen.
“you were so close.” you lightly laugh, cooing at the relieved boy.
his eyes squint at you, before he asks, “so,” he pauses. “why were you hiding behind a bookshelf in this bookstore?”
shrugging, you cheekily smile. “oh, i don’t know.”
the lilt in your tone eludes to another answer — one that park jisung doesn’t have — just another one of your traits that he finds cute.
peering through the bookshelf slot, both your pupils lock on one another. a melodic session of just staring at one another ensues. that is, before you break it.
“do you really not know why, jisung?”
the question swells in the tranquility of the bookstore.
jisung hums, the low tone vibrating through the air, smooth to your ears. “sorry, y/n.” he sheepishly raises his hand to scratch the back of his neck. “i’m not sure.”
an innocent look from him erupts a laugh from you. his irises sparkle, gazing at you smiling and playfully scold him. is this what they called whipped behaviour? because he sure as hell is in love with you.
knowing him well, a giggle escapes your lips, a glow painting your features. watching you clear your throat in your dorky tendencies, jisung’s blooming smile can’t be concealed.
“this is where you kissed me and promised me you’d stay by me when we were kids.”
jisung grins. “what can i say? i was pretty cool back then.”
“mhm, not anymore.”
at your counter, jisung huffs out a breath. “then hurry up and get over here. i’ll show you that i’m still cool.”
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“if i were gone tomorrow,” you begin. the backlit drop of the cityscape sprinkles glitter in your irises. the cold metal bites into your forearms as you lean over the railing. the wind whistles its melodies, splaying the strands of hair around you in a halo-like aura. “would you wonder how i am?”
“obviously.” no hesitation, no reluctance.
the howling of the streets below oppose the cluttering tangent of thinking. a tranquility engulfs you.
“where do i go if i’m scared?” the question leaves your lips in a breathlessness. it’s as if you’re saying it as if those words could vanish any second.
a crevice of fragility in your tone causes him to rise to his feet. “nowhere.”
gravitating your pupils to him, you send him a weak, questioning stare.
“because i’ll be with you everywhere. when you’re afraid, i’ll be with you. when i’m frightened, you’ll be with me.”
“y/n, what is there to be scared of when nothing can be scarier than falling in love?”
careening your head back to the view from the rooftop, you shut your eyes. embedding the tinge of the chill in the air, the night seems strangely more chaotic this way.
it’s when the street lights become alive, radiating a warm glow. cars are rushing home, people are out to entertain and be entertained. a socialite society.
“there’s a lot, mark. like finances, family, and death.”
he inhales with veracity. “nothing scares me more than living tomorrow without you.”
grinning from ear to ear, mark pulls you closer. he plants a quick peck on the cheek before hugging you tightly, willing to keep you there until you feel safer.
and you cling onto him for dear life, afraid that he’s just another imaginary person you’ve made up in your head. terrified that he’s just another one of those dreams that you’ll have to eventually wake up from again.
“please,” you beg, your words echoing into his chest. “i can’t lose you too.”
genre(s): fluff, established relationship!au, domestic!au
word count:260
warning(s): none :)
“what are you doing?”
“nothing?” your voice lilts at the end, making it seem more like a question.
jeno laughs softly. “then why are you attacking me with hugs?”
pursing your lips, it’s very clear that you just got caught. so, you decide to go big or go home, as they say. “because you look too cute for me to pass up on this opportunity.”
swooping in, you plant a peck on his cheek before pulling away. his smile soon widens and his eyes disappear into beaming crescents. he ruffles your hair with a free arm before pulling you closer.
“now you got me flustered.”
scrunching your nose up, a grin sweeps across your features. “then i guess my courage was worth it.”
shaking his head at you, he wraps an arm around your waist. swaying lightly to the melody playing in the background from the speakers, you find an euphonious solace.
he huffs out a breath before he asks, “this time, why don’t we be bolder?”
“how?”
“a kiss on the lips?”
in return, your cheeks are stained with a vibrant cherry red undertone. you had not expected him to ask that.
his face peers at you, eyes focused on you and only you. in room of about 100 people, his eyes have never left you.
you have to admit, he knows you too well.
well enough to make you frazzled. but overwhelmingly enough to grant you what you’ve been waiting for.
a kiss on the lips from the only boy who you won’t ever stop falling for.
