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❝𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.❞ — FIVE.

A story in which Yeonjun is your troublemaker guardian angel.

𖥻 Pairing: GuardianAngel!Choi Yeonjun x Reader (Female)

𖥻 Genre: Angst, fluff, guardianangel!au, served with 5000+ words

𖥻 Warnings: Bad words, panic attack

𖥻 Playlist: Akin Ka Na Lang, Je Te Veux, Love Is You, Sweet, The One That Got Away

Two weeks.

It’s been two weeks since you last saw your beloved angel. Every passing second of your life since a couple months ago had always been Yeonjun. It was always the way he grinned whenever he saw you, how he lit up whenever you mentioned going on a mint ice cream date, or his soft snowy feathers you cuddled up with in bed (besides him of course). It was always the way he pulled you outside to dance in the rain when you were feeling down and then after, worrying that you were going to be sick and taking extra care of you just in case. You’ve always loved those parts of him. But the thing you were most grateful for was just having him near your side. Even though the last weeks (or month you should say) was excruciating, you were grateful for his presence that never seemed to have left you.

And now, where has he gone? Where has the angel you’ve grown to, gone?

Having him near you was a necessity, such as for example, air. He was in your life as you took a breath, and left painfully like the looseness of a sigh. His presence in your life was fresh, something exciting that left you crisp and satisfied. He quenched your desire to live and made it far greater. But in this present, the one before him- and now after him, you were left gasping for air, wanting a full breath of peace that was with him.

How funny was it, that a guardian angel could impact your life this much? Similar to how he suddenly appeared in your life, he vanished without a trace. And now you were an empty husk, holding onto the foolish and mere hope that he would come back. It was a wish so simple to anyone else, but in your case, the wish was clearly impossible.

Every night your knees hit the white carpet, scratching until they bled while you prayed hopelessly to God to bring your angel back. It was a daily, endless activity that had weaved itself in your nightly routine before you fell asleep with tears in your eyes. Your last thoughts would always be Yeonjun, you with Yeonjun, past memories, or just Yeonjun. Almost always you clung to the fluffy feather resting in between your palms, kissing it to sleep and hoping that the blue haired angel who you’ve loved more than anything would be back the next morning.

During the day you were constantly lost, finding every sign of him that could possibly hint at his return. In every activity that you forced yourself to do, you wondered if he was watching you, or at the very least thinking of you. Was he as ruined as you after that last confrontation? Did he have to make an effort to do daily activities because he was stuck in the past with you? The thought made you tear up. Of course he wouldn’t be. He chose to leave and denied your feelings. It was cruel how he even expected you to be happy with Beomgyu even after making a tantrum about how he wasn’t good enough.

But what could you say? It didn’t matter anymore. None of it mattered anymore. Although you hoped with all of your heart and soul that he would come back, deep down inside you knew that he wouldn’t. No matter how much wishing and hoping and crying and praying, Yeonjun wouldn’t come back. The situation was unfortunate, and it was not how you wanted things at all. However it was over, and time would surely heal you once again.

Your eyes filed through your closet in the evening, gazing past your clothes and instead at Yeonjun’s who had stayed there in spite of recent events. Recollection of memories flashed through your head as you remembered every single time he wore them in order to make a fashion statement. His blue frilly, silky shirt hung silently on a hanger and you chuckled, remembering the time he let you try it on after he bought it on one of your shopping trips. The shirt was a gift to you that he saved as a surprise for a while, even though he wore it more times than you.

He’d always said the color really pulled out the color in your eyes, so what was holding you back from wearing it?

As delicately as you could, you pulled the long sleeved shirt from the hanger, pleased that the color matched your mood: sad yet hopeful. Today you were feeling more optimistic in the fact that he would come back (though you were ready for the disappointment that awaited you later that night), and pulled the shirt over you, warmly accepting his scent that hugged your body everywhere. The heavenly smell flew to your nose and you drew a big breath, closing your eyes in delight. A while ago he left, but the scent still lingered. Little things like that kept you going, as well as the memories of the blue haired angel who made you so happy.

It was only a couple hours of late classes anyway. There was no way that was enough time to already change it with your smell. It would be a matter of time before it disappeared, so you wanted to make a memory of him last as long as possible.

Slipping on your shoes, you threw the bag over your shoulder. It was a little over 6! If you didn’t start walking by now, then you’ll probably be late and cause a scene.

You hurriedly opened the door and slammed it shut before speedwalking to your school. The whole time, you could hear Yeonjun’s whiny voice nagging at how you were going to be late.

---

After two hours of classes, the lectures were over and you were free to go home. Your eyes drooped with sleep as you had rubbed them tirelessly the whole class, and there was nothing more that you wanted than just good ol’ sleep. Well, it wasn’t like you were paying attention anyway so you didn’t understand how you were tired. Maybe it was the endless thinking about how different things would be, but you weren’t going to get into a deep hole again. You just wanted to go home.

“Hey, Y/N?”

You heard a male voice calling you and you perked up, wondering for a split second if it was Yeonjun. Had he finally come back? Your smile grew just as quickly as your name was called before realizing... if it was him, then he would be calling you angel instead of Y/N...

Your shoulders deflated and you sighed, instantly taking notice that it was Beomgyu’s voice instead. One second had your hope swinging up to the sky, then the next shattered it. But it was alright. This was Beomgyu, after all and he was your good friend. More often than not, he would cheer you up whenever you seemed down but you didn’t find this particular story to be the case.

Although... it had been a while since you had seen him, so you were glad when you heard him- besides the rushing disappointment. And as selfish as it seemed, he still wasn’t Yeonjun.

“Yeah?” You forced yourself to put on a smile as you sluggishly packed your things. It was hard to give a lot of energy since you were drained but hoped that Beomgyu wouldn’t notice.

He did.

“Is everything okay? I haven’t seen you in a while and you haven’t texted me since a couple weeks ago.”

You pursed your lips, unable to make eye contact with him. Had it really been that long since that night where you got drunk? Since you saw your angel and had that biggest fight with him eventually leaving? The thought made you sick to your stomach. A couple whole weeks.

What a great way to slap you in the face, even if it wasn’t intentional.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I’m just super tired from the lecture and assignments I guess.”

You hoped that Beomgyu would buy your lie, but it was obvious he didn’t due to a raise of his eyebrow.

“Um, okay... are you sure? I just find it suspicious because usually your Yeonjun would be going with you. You know that boy, he goes everywhere with you and I find it so cute!”

Your Yeonjun.

Breathing harshly, you drew into yourself after hearing his name for the first time in weeks by someone else. It was like a knife was clawing at your heart, dragging and dragging again that you could almost feel it. Your body even had a reaction itself, getting chills before falling down weakly. A mention of his name had you more sad than ever.

“Oh... Yeonjun...” You gulped, finding it hard to say his name with the lump at the back of your throat. Beomgyu looked at you with concern when your voice shook uncontrollably.

“He’s just visiting family right now.” You had to bite your tongue to stop you from saying ‘but he’s never coming back.’ You had to be quick on your feet since you knew he wouldn’t believe you.

Hopelessly your voice shrunk as you continued, "I’m not sure when he’s coming back, maybe never.”

On the surface, the last part was a joke but Beomgyu didn’t think it was very funny. There wasn’t his boisterous laugh that you half-expected to come and he only drew his lips into a fine line. He didn’t even skip a beat with his dead gaze on you, making you more nervous that he would suspect something. You had to force yourself to look up so that your eyes wouldn’t betray you and accidentally shed a tear.

“Ah, okay.” Beomgyu decided not to pester you any further and a million thank you’s sprang in your head.

He decided to comfort you instead. “But I’m here for you okay? Whatever is happening, you can tell me because I’m your close friend.”

You couldn’t help but smile at how much he cared. Maybe you could’ve dealt with things better if you let Beomgyu comfort you.

“Thank you so much, Beom. It really means a lot. I’m thankful to have a friend like you.”

The boy only nodded and pulled you in for a hug which you gratefully accepted. His embrace was warm and it took you a moment to hug him back because everything reminded you of him. You shut your eyes, letting a couple tears fall as every memory of Yeonjun hugging you replayed. God, you missed his touch so much.

Beomgyu’s hug was definitely comforting, but it was nowhere near Yeonjun’s. With Yeonjun, you would fit into him perfectly, resting your head into his shoulder while he whispered sweet things into your ear though... of course, you were biased. And of course it was agonizing to think of these things. Even with Beomgyu hugging you, you still thought of Yeonjun and just the mere thought of him was too much for your unstable heart.

“Beomgyu...” You weeped, unable to hold it in anymore. “It hurts.. it hurts so much.”

He sighed, somehow pulling you closer and letting you cry on his black shirt. “I know, Y/N. Whatever happened, I’m so sorry.”

His voice trying to comfort you just made you sob even more. Why? Why did it have to be this way when there were an infinite amount of options at hand?

At that moment you were so ready to tell Beomgyu everything, but a whisper not coming from him stopped you. It was a faint “angel, I’m sorry” that lingered in the air and your eyes shot open, searching around you for the very guardian angel you knew it was. You looked everywhere and even asked Beomgyu if he heard it but to no avail.

It must’ve been your imagination or something because you swore you heard Yeonjun’s voice apologizing to you. It was him, and you knew it was him. But how could you have heard him without seeing him next to you anywhere? As far as you were concerned, he would’ve given up his position as guardian angel by now and there was no way he could leave heaven without being one. So it must’ve been a figment of your imagination or something, trying to give you comfort.

As much as you loved him, you weren’t willing to break your heart once again and pushed your hope away. The truth and the fact of your story with him was that it was over and you’d never get anything like his hugs, his voice, his whispers- everything- ever again.

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The light above the elevator dinged and you stepped inside, trying to stop the snot and tears falling from your eyes and nose. It was so embarrassing that you broke down in front of Beomgyu and you were for sure regretting it now. It felt great in the moment being able to release all of what you kept inside. Now it was just another reminder that you’d isolate yourself even if you had a choice. In order to protect whatever business Yeonjun was doing up in heaven, you had to shut your mouth about it and not tell anyone. It would be too dangerous and... you’d want to see him happy anyway.

Harshly rubbing above your cheeks, you dabbed at your eyes with the back of your hands. With tears like this, it was a little difficult to see anything. Usually you would go down the stairs since it was good to move around after a couple hours of sitting down, but you lazily decided to take the elevator instead. Crying made you feel drained, especially when it was a lot. Thank gosh nobody decided to take the elevator with you though, otherwise they’d see you be a sobbing mess.

You tried to calm yourself down by taking deep breaths as you pressed the button to the main floor. The doors closed and your shoulders shook as you took a deep breath in, feeling the elevator drop a floor.... then one out, another floord dropped... then one in... then-

Click!

You opened your eyes after hearing a clicking sound, only to see complete darkness. You looked at your hands, but there was nothing but the deep black of the elevator. Then you looked at the other direction, gasping when you realized that the lights had gone out. What happened?!

The air felt tight and everything fell on your shoulders. Your heart dropped to your stomach, giving you the urge to throw up. “I think the elevator is stuck!” You cried, holding your stomach as you felt the urge to puke. What the fuck were you going to do?!

You patted your pants, your shirt, everything that would signify the location of your phone. Usually you placed it in your pockets when you went out but had a habit of placing it in your bag during classes. However, you knew for a fact that it wasn’t in there since you had gone through it, looking for tissues.

You felt like a failure. How could you have foolishly assumed that it was in your pockets or anywhere on you? You clearly remembered leaving it at home when you left... and that meant that you couldn’t call Beomgyu or Aera for help.

What else were you supposed to do?

Like a madwoman you began banging on the door with all your strength, miserably knowing that it wouldn’t open no matter how hard you hit it. But you knew that someone could possibly hear you and ask for help. There had to be a couple students still left in the building right? Of course, you didn’t want to push the buttons since one of them would open the elevator door and you don’t know where you would be forced out.

“Help me! Please!” You yelled banging on the door until you felt the sides of your fists writhe with pain.

...

Nobody responded. There was nothing else you could hear except the panic in your breath and the despair in your voice while you bang on the metal door that just wouldn’t get out of your way.

You took a second to breathe again, feeling the air around you run out. If somebody didn’t hear you now, it’d probably be a while before you could go home and enjoy a nice cup of your favorite drink. The desire of going home was strong, but please! You just wanted to get out of that tight space and sleep after an exhausting day.

After the pain in your fists faded away, you felt forced to try again once more.

“Help me! I can’t get out!” You pounded against the metal door, hoping that someone- anyone, please- would come and save you.

“Can anyone hear me?!” You screamed, dragging your nails against the surface. The darkness was beginning to be suffocating now. “Please just help!”

Help, help, help.

Your efforts were useless. Nobody was there. Nobody responded. Nobody said anything or said that they would help. Nobody would save you from the everlasting pain and darkness.

You were stuck there. Completely and utterly, just like how Yeonjun left you.

You sank to the floor, your legs unable to support your body. It was as if the wind was knocked out of you and your throat didn’t let any air in. You were going to die, you just knew it. The world betrayed you and only panic seeped into your bones. Nobody would be there to save you, not even your beloved angel who had sworn he would always be there for you.

“Help... Yeon... jun...”

You felt yourself drifting away as you struggled to keep your eyes open. Your grip on reality was fading and you fell deeper into the darkness, where nobody could help you. Everything you tried so hard to keep- memories, materials, you- was all over.

“Angel!” Someone carefully lifted you from the darkness.

“Angel, are you okay?!” They wrapped their arms around you, scaring the darkness away and letting love flow from their fingertips.

“Angel, please wake up for me.” Tender fingers grazed over your eyes gently as if they were fragile.

“I’m sorry for being late.” Laying you on their lap, they finally gave you a place to rest.

“I’m sorry for not being honest with you when I should’ve been at the very start.” Wet droplets fell on your cheek, trickling until they reached your chin and stained your body.

“Oh angel, my stupid Y/N, please wake up for me...”

...

You felt something soft and warm pressed against your cheek and you slowly opened your heavy eyes, trying to make sense of what was in front of you. Fuzzy black spots paraded in your vision as you looked around, stunned to see the light. A pounding headache that was incredibly hard to ignore made you wince in discomfort, as your hand immediately flew to your head. What the hell happened and what was going on?

Along with your disrupted vision, your ears were also not in a good position. Even so, you heard someone gasp beside you with shock.

“She’s- she’s waking up! Angel? Angel, are you okay?!” A soft hand cupped your cheek as delicately as possible, sending you another flash of reality. Memories upon memories poured back, making your head hurt even more. As everything returned, you vividly remembered that you were trapped in an elevator before things went black.

You gulped as your throat was already parched. Had someone managed to save you? Were you in heaven?

Your vision stopped blurring and you finally saw him once again, as glowing and radiant as the last time you saw him. A being so ethereal with the softest locks of blue hair, someone you could never forget even if you almost drifted away:

Yeonjun.

Your Yeonjun.

His thumb grazed over your cheek, touching you tenderly, “don’t ever do that again, you dummy...” a tear of joy fell down his own, “I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I lost you like that.”

You rubbed at your eyes to see if you were hallucinating but the miracle and ardent painting was still in front of you. Tears were in Yeonjun’s eyes as he smiled slowly at you, as his peachy cheeks tinged pink with bashfulness. You couldn’t help but smile with tears in your eyes as well, knowing that the prayers you begged in finally worked. You grabbed his shirt, unsure if he was a dream. When you felt the material in the palms of your hands you knew it wasn’t, causing you to tear up. His teary eyes only sparkled with nothing short of love at the simple action.

“Yeonjun! Yeonjun, you’re back! I thought you left! Oh my god, you’re here...”

He pulled you in his arms, letting you lay your head on his shoulder while he stared down at you. The close proximity made your heart swell. Yeonjun chuckled, feeling your heartbeat against his soulless chest.

“Now I know that you really don’t have a brain,” the blue haired angel teased, “you say that but how could I leave the girl I love more than anyone else in heaven and earth combined?”

He pressed a long kiss against your forehead, and you closed your eyes. If you knew that you had gotten your wish, then you wouldn’t have spent those weeks sulking. Instead you would’ve gotten ready for him, once he was ready. And now, here he was. It was a miracle.

“Let’s go home together. Are you ready to fly with me again, my angel?”

You watched him stretch out his hand in front of you, willing you to take it. You looked at his hand, pouting. For a second hesitance decided your actions since it had been long but you could never pass on an opportunity like this! So you gently took his hand into yours, smiling because they fit perfectly like they used to and always will.

“Of course, Jun. But I bet you’re still super slow!”

He rolled his eyes feigning annoyance but you could see way past that. It was painfully obvious that he was excited to take you home- and no you didn’t mean that ironically.

You carefully placed your arms behind his neck being sure not to hurt him while he lifted you up from under your knees. It was exactly like the first time you met since he was holding you bridal style. The night sky was cold and you regretted not bringing a coat. The stars above wavered just like your heart and though they were pretty, you instead snuggled against his chest since the cool breeze had prickled the hair on your arms. Yeonjun was a great source of warmth and as you were flown home, you were not affected by the icy cold at all.

As you exhaled with happiness in its truest form you realized that you were at home. It was even better with an angel you missed the most. You sighed, feeling all the sadness from the past couple of weeks seep out of your bones. No matter where you went, the only place that would make you happy was home- and Yeonjun was home.

---

After such a long day, home made things seem 100x better. The refreshing smell of Yeonjun’s favorite tea tarried as you took deep sighs, compared to a while ago in the elevator when you were having a panic attack. The whole thing with passing out and crying on Beomgyu honestly made you more exhausted than anything. Sleepily you gripped the hot cup in your hand with what little strength was left, and closed your eyes in some bittersweet relief.

While you were flying with Yeonjun, it got you thinking... what if he would leave you again? You wouldn’t necessarily say those two weeks just to see him again were worth that amount of heartbreak, even if you loved him the most. Your thoughts lingered to that moment again, corresponding in the time now.Of course you were overjoyed to see him but nonetheless... you don’t want to go through the same pain that he put you in.

“Angel... is everything okay?” His voice was meek, careful not to disturb you as you looked like you were about to fall asleep.

Your eyes bolted open at his question and you nodded your head with confusion. There was nothing to say when you were this distraught about your emotions. It made you realize how lucky you were to have that time alone.

Unfortunately Yeonjun was dissatisfied with your answer and pouted, inching closer to you although your chairs were already close together at the table. You turned to look at him, but he was already too close for comfort. His action surprised you, making you move away, displeased.Your whole body even turned away, making it hard for him to read your expression.

“What’s wrong? Is there something bothering you?” He prodded again, his voice becoming more concerned than shy this time.

You just huffed, trying to show that you were ignoring him on purpose. It was so petty but pent up feelings kept coming up and selfishly encouraged your behavior.

Yeonjun’s lips turned into a line this time, as he was genuinely sad more so disappointed. Things were so awkward now, and he didn’t know how to approach you without making you uncomfortable. He should’ve thought that before leaving heaven, but he wasn’t sure if he had the right to come back. However it was his fault that he caused the rift between your relationship, so he figured he should at least own it.

There was really no harm in trying anyway.

“Angel, look at me.”

You rolled your eyes, thinking his actions were too forward.

“Angel, please please please look at meee,” Yeonjun whined.

This time, you thought that his actions were too whiny. It would be a while before he could gain your trust, and it was going to be a while before he had it back.

Yeonjun stayed silent this time, thinking of how he can get your attention before an idea popped in his head. He pulled at your blue sleeve, losing hope that something would work.

“Angel, please look at me... I know you’re really mad at me, but please look; it’s really important.”

Sympathy tugged at your body in strings and you looked at him before you could stop it. Just hearing him beg to look at him made your legs weak and feel like jelly.

“What is it?” You deadpanned, giving him a blank stare. It was what he deserved, after all. Absolutely no attention and interest from you at all- and you weren’t going to show that love at all either. Not even the butterflies in your stomach because of him addressing you as angel.

Yeonjun only grinned mischievously, leaning on his hand while he looked at you lovingly. It made everything in your body heat up uncontrollably.

“You have something on your cheek, stupid.”

You couldn’t help but giggle which lifted the thick tension in the air. It had entered as soon as he put you down on the floor and left just as quickly in your laugh. To be honest, a little part of you felt stupid for forgiving him this quickly, but you already knew deep down that you forgave him from the start. Love could mess with someone a lot, and missing them messed them up harder. It was funny what those two did to a person in just 2 weeks without seeing their crush.

“Look, I’m really sorry, okay? I should’ve been honest from the beginning and communicated with you instead of making a big deal and leaving for 2 weeks. Truth be told, I missed you more than anything and it hurt to be away from you for so long. I was really harsh when I left, but I know what I can do to make it better in the future. I’m really sorry, Y/N,” he stated seriously, holding his breath while he waited for you to say something.

In response you just toyed with your fingers, unable to look in his eyes. If you looked, there was no telling what you could say. His blue hair swayed as he stare at you with his puppy eyes that he knew would have you at the edge.

“Honestly?” You regrettably caught a glimpse of his hopeful face. “I- I don’t know, Yeonjun. I forgive you, but... I said I was in love with you that night and I still am.” Giving up at playing hard to get you courageously looked in his glowing eyes trying to find something- anything but surprisingly found nothing, “I love you so much and it hurt to see you leave just because I was being honest with you.”

Silence.

His eyes held no emotion although on the usual you could tell what was going on with him. Yeonjun didn’t move, you didn’t move, and you were starting to regret what you just said. The only thing you could hear was your breath. Even then you were doing your best to stay quiet in the thick air. Albeit you weren’t doing such a great job since both you and Yeonjun could hear it.

Wordlessly he nodded, letting a small smile on his face. You didn’t understand his body language at all as he turned to you eagerly.

“You know what I did while I was in heaven?”

The curiosity made you turn your head quickly, dying to let him go on.

“I thought about you,” he paused for a second, unsure of what to say next before continuing. “I always thought about you- your eyes, the way you smile when I smiled, and how you bit your lip- only you. It made me realize how stupid I was to hurt you and how lucky I had been to be your guardian angel.”

You felt your ears and cheeks heating up at his comments yet still didn’t say anything.

He started smiling wider, a smirk appearing on his face as love glowed in his eyes. He made fun of his words, laughing as he spoke to you.

“Don’t you get it, Y/N? Why I’ve been thinking about you all the time and why I came back for you?”

He took your hands into his, pressing a kiss against the back of one of them. His pink lips were soft and plush against your hand, treating it as if it was royalty. Your heart started jumping in your chest and you almost started shaking from how nervous you were.

The chocolate brown eyes you became accustomed looking at turned into crescents, and at that moment you finally knew.

“Because I’m in love with you. I should’ve acknowledged it earlier- and I’m so stupid for not realizing it, but god I’m so in love with you. You make me so happy, happier than my old job at heaven. I don’t care that you’re a human and I’m an angel. As long as I get to spend an eternity loving you, then I know things will turn out fine.”

He gently grabbed your face, bringing it closer to his without warning.

“Be mine, angel. Please be mine, and I’ll make you the happiest girl in the world.”

Your eyes teared as you watched his vulnerable face, though some of his blue bangs were making it harder to see. One of your tears trickled down to his hand, but you didn’t care. The moment you dreamed to come was here, and you wouldn’t have had it any other way. Now you knew what it meant to feel so overjoyed you started crying.

“Yes, Yeonjun,” you laughed while sniffling, “I’ll be yours.”

As soon as he heard that he closed the distance between the two of you, and you closed your eyes relishing in the kiss. His lips were docile even though his passion ran through his body. You weren’t sure how but he somehow brought you closer, getting a sweet taste of you. You unknowingly smiled into the kiss, feeling heaven on your tongue. Even your body had an effect as your arms fell at your sides and your legs squeezed. Before you could get more, Yeonjun pulled away, clearly leaving you wanting more. The way he was teasing you was obvious, but there way no way you could show that you were affected from that heated kiss.

After the shock of just kissing disappeared you lifted a hand and put it on your lips, now surprised that he could do something like that. “How the heck did you do that Jun?”

Yeonjun just sighed happily, leaning back on his chair with his hands behind his back. It took him a second to respond after snapping out of his little gaze. “I’ve been practicing.”

Practicing?!

You furrowed your eyebrows as your teeth clenched. A weird feeling bubbled up in your stomach and you felt disgusted at your immediate jealousy- especially the mention of him practicing with someone else.

“With who?!” You shouted about to stand at the edge of your side.

Yeonjun looked at you, smiling.

“No one,” You watched him wink at you before teasing, “I just wanted to see you jealous and it was soo worth it.”

Embarrassed at how he knew, you shut your eyes and covered your ears.

“Yeonjun!”

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Released: July 10, 2022 (9:45pm)

Thoughts: Finally. After what- 8 months after the last chapter, I’m so proud to say that the next part is here! Oh my gosh, I had a lot of fun writing this chapter but it’s been a while since I’ve wrote so it’s probably a little shabby ^^ Nonetheless I’m very proud that I wrote this story and decided to continue it after getting back into TXT. This chapter took me a matter of 3 days to write, but it’s finally here! I’m always ready to hear your thoughts for For Eternity. There will be 2 more chapters after this, along with a finale and epilogue. Stay tuned because they will be released soon!

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bbhyeoliskooks · 2 years

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Heyyy since your requests are open, maybe could I request a ff where yeonjun is in love with a love pessimist? Like they’ve been hurt so much that they’ve become afraid of love. Yeonjun and his smoothness have the mission to heal y/n and make love a great thing again :D not super angsty, a 2:1 proportion of fluff and angst? :D

꒰“𝗢𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗬/𝗡 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗔𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻.꒱

◌ Genre: (Hopefully) a 2:1 proportion of fluff and angst

◌ Warnings: Unedited

◌ Song: Frankie

Yeonjun couldn’t understand. He couldn’t understand the sweet smile you only had for him, your sparkling eyes whenever he looked at you, and especially your caring actions that held so much love. All these things and so much more... did it mean that you liked him back? Did it mean that after all of this time of waiting for your heart to heal that you were starting to love again? As each day passed, he was hoping for something- something that would give his heart hope; or at the very least, confirm your feelings since that was the one thing he desired to know most.

It didn’t make sense though. If you were starting to love him again, you would tell him and he would know through some sort of confession. He waited, and waited, and waited, but there wasn’t much progress being done to push you to say what you felt. Although, it wasn’t like he didn’t know you had feelings for him. Everything about you said it, and to everyone else... well, honestly you were super obvious.

Telling you himself was already acknowledged and sure he could say something, but he wanted you to take the first step. In all truthfulness, Yeonjun was unsure if you had it in you to start dating again. After several of your significant others cheating on you, your heart became numb to loving again. It was as if your soul was cold, waiting for the light again (which of course, Yeonjun hoped would be him), however he couldn’t blame you. With all of that, there was no way he could understand how you still overcame it and found happiness through yourself.

He sighed in happiness when you laid your head on him, placing his head on top of yours so that you were cuddling together. The two of you were watching a movie, though Yeonjun wasn’t paying much attention since his thoughts were mostly focused on you.

He smiled when you nuzzled your head against him, your eyes filled with sleep before you sent yourself off to dreamland. Soon after Yeonjun did the same thing, his last thought being you in his arms after three words. In his mind, it was worth the wait since he’d really do anything for you. You were his top priority, and he wanted to make you the happiest... even if it meant taking a while before you were ready to love again.

Still Yeonjun was content to be beside you, always waiting and watching so that you were comfortable with him, despite wanting more in your friendship.

The golden rays of the sun gently fell upon the filter of your eyelashes, and you blinked several times, trying to get used to the sudden bright light of the morning. You turned beside you to see your best friend, Yeonjun, sleeping soundly, his quiet snores filling up the echoey living room. How did he even get there? Probably after a night full of movies that you had no memory of.

Smiling to yourself, you rubbed your eyes before pulling the heavy blanket over Yeonjun. He looked so cold... well, honestly you couldn’t blame him since it was the middle of winter but cuddling would warm him up right?

You made sure to snuggle yourself beside him, grabbing your phone from the small table beside you. It wasn’t even two minutes that you heard him grumbling, pleading you to go back to sleep since it was so early in the morning. 10am definitely meant early morning in his book.

“Y/N! Get back here and sleep! I don’t think I can go to sleep without you in my arms,” he murmured, burying himself back in his pillow and almost tugging you away from your spot on the couch.

You couldn’t help but laugh at how adorable he was, shaking your head in amusement to see what he would do. “Junnn! It’s already 10am, I don’t think I can sleep any longerrr! And besides, we need to at least do something today and not waste it.”

He just groaned to what you said, pulling you so that you could hopefully be in his arms again. However you weren’t going to give up that easily, squirming around in his arms while giggling at how entertaining he was being.

“Doesn’t matter, Y/N, get back here right now!”

Eventually with a lot of tugging he got you on top of him, faces merely inches apart while the two of you couldn’t stop laughing at how the blanket tangled you both up together. Your heart was almost beating at how close the proximity was since you weren’t expecting anything like that, and you closed your eyes from how much you became nervous. The only things you could really sense was Yeonjun’s sweet breath fanning on top of your lips and his intense glare that you felt even with your eyes closed. In all of your life, you never knew you could want someone so much that it hurt.

Yeonjun, unfortunately, took this as a sign to make a move and took a deep breath.

He cupped your cheeks, slowly pulling you down towards his face and more so to his rosy pink lips. You couldn’t believe what was happening; were you actually going to...? And did he know that you liked him- a lot a lot?

Confidently Yeonjun smirked, seeing that you didn’t oppose to any of this while treating you as gently as he could. He couldn’t afford to screw up everything you two had built together, so he took his time in making sure what you wanted.

Just when your lips were about to touch, you pulled away, remembering your past loves. Memories of pain flashed in your mind and your head grew blank at the thought of ruining everything. You didn’t want this with Yeonjun, not when you could possibly lose him too!

When you looked at his disappointed expression, your eyes couldn’t help but fill with tears. You knew this was going to happen, but why couldn’t you see it coming sooner? And now your whole relationship fell apart because you bit off more than you could chew.

“Y/N? Y/N, tell me what’s wrong?” Yeonjun pleaded softly as your hands glued to your face in shame. His body was paralyzed, and there was nothing else he could do but watch his love cry.

“You don’t understand, Yeonjun! At one second I think I’m ready for all of this, and the next I’m scared of what’s going to happen. Eventually we’ll crumble and our friendship would be for nothing. It’s so hard to love again, and especially love you because I’m so afraid I’m going to hurt both you and I a couple months or years from now on.”

Now Yeonjun’s expression turned from disappointment to sorrow, for there was no way that he could look at you in the eye anymore. All of that progress, but for what? What was the point if none of it had worked?

It was dead silent as the boy beneath you gathered his thoughts, and several tears fell on his silk shirt from how much you were dying to let him know how you felt. You couldn’t handle the stress of a new relationship

“It’s okay, Y/N. I can wait for you,” he whispered quietly, hoping that you’d listen to him.

“No, Yeonjun,” you spat out, your nose red with dismay towards yourself. “I ruin everything in relationships, and I don’t want to ruin us. I’m happy with what I have and I’m afraid that doing anymore will completely destroy our bond.”

Could he tell that you were lying? Could he tell that you were unhappy with where you were with him? You bit your lip with regret, knowing he could tell through and through. He was your Yeonjun, and he knew almost everything about you out of love.

Yet he didn’t question the lie, taking your hands into his and holding them warmly in his own. If love could be described through an action, Yeonjun’s affection definitely took the cake.

“Y/N,” he started carefully, “listen to me.”

It was funny to say that your heart skipped a beat when he said your name. It was definitely not now that this should’ve happened! How embarrassing... You turned your head away while closing your eyes, and he chuckled.

“Y/N, darling? Please listen to me.”

His words were so sweet your body no longer listened to your commands. You hesitantly turned your head to see his hopeful eyes and dusted pink cheeks.

“I know it’s a lot to take in at once. I only want to go the pace that you want to go so that you won’t be uncomfortable- that’s the last thing that I want to do. There’ll be some rough spots in the road ahead, but I’ll make it my operation to make you love again. And for however long that may be, I’ll be waiting and loving you from afar.”

“Now here,” he continued, pulling you in his arms so that your wet face met his chest, “I know it’ll take a while and much patience is required, but I’ll love you either way, Y/N. So please just know I’ll wait an eternity for you, okay?”

He then kissed your temple, so passionately with love that your eyes glistened with tears yet again. He kissed the tears on your cheeks that had fallen from before, also wiping them away with his gentle thumbs like a test to see how you’d react. The smile on your face told it all.

How touching could he be? And how was it possible to feel this much love in one instance? It was everything you’ve ever wanted with him. In a flurry of emotions, your heart warmed as you let him kiss your forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally down to your lips.

Even if you were scared to love again, even if you weren’t sure you could give yourself what you deserved, there was no denying that you loved him like that too.

Released: January 17, 2021 (6:45pm)

Thoughts: I am super super sorry that this took so long??? I have been so busy with my social and love life lately that I COMPLETELY forgot that I had a tumblr blog omg. I know this isn’t really the best since I’m writing this after a busy day, but I’d be happy you request again if this wasn’t up to standards! Anyway thank you so much for requesting, and I’m incredibly sorry this took forever to get to you.

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