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syzygy [ II ]

↳  soulmate au | inspired by this johnten au

pairing: oh sehun & you

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 3.018 words

summary: syzygy (n.): 2. a pair of connected or corresponding things

syzygy masterlist

“i’m so glad you came into my life.”

“you mean that? like really?”

“of course i do, you’re the best thing the universe had written for me.”

You weren’t really dealing with your feelings in the best way possible if you’re being honest. He has a girlfriend for Christ’s sake and here you were, pining after him like an idiot. Jongin, bless his soul, quickly became your best friend and also your emotional support throughout this entire predicament. Though sometimes it felt more like he was teasing you instead of actually helping.

Maybe the universe was punishing you for some reason? Whatever that was happening, you wanted it to end immediately. But of course, you don’t always get what you want, as you so quickly learn.

So, imagine your surprise when you walked into one of your classes to see him. Of course, your first plan of action was to find the furthest seat away from him, but, unfortunately for you, he had noticed you and beckoned you over to take a seat next to him. Reluctantly, you walked over and plastered on a smile for him when you sat down.

“Fancy seeing you here.”

He chuckled before replying, “Yeah, almost like the universe wants us to be together or something.”

If you were drinking anything while he said that, you were sure you would’ve spat it out. Does he know that he was being like this? Sending you weird mixed signals and being aware that his words held a double meaning for you? Honestly, it was getting a bit tiring trying to be normal around him when everything that he did made you want to jump him.

Thankfully, he wasn’t a distraction in class as you had feared him to be. The two of you hung out after class, walking around town and you managed to take some good shots of the skyscrapers in the city centre. And maybe you sneaked in a few candid shots of him walking around, unaware of you pointing your lens at him.

“You’re a photography major right?”

“No, I just like lugging this camera around and struggling to find inspiration for my assignments and constantly ramble on about angles and composition and symmetry all the time,” you replied sarcastically. For some reason, your reply made him laugh, a bit too hard until people were giving the both of you dirty looks, but you didn’t care. You made him laugh. You felt a bit too proud at that.

After his fit of laughter died down, he stared at you. He did that a lot, you noticed. You shifted uncomfortably underneath his gaze, it almost felt like he could see into your soul, read all of your thoughts and you didn’t like that one bit. Being so vulnerable at the hands of someone else.

“Your stare is kinda intense, you know that?” You told him.

He laughed again.

“So I’ve been told. Maybe it’s a drama major thing, you know, just dramatic like that.”

“Whatever you say.”

You came back home after hanging out with Sehun and you were happy. Exhausted, but happy. You checked your phone for notifications to find 5 text messages from Jongin:

hi ok sure ignore me thats fine actually its not pls respond u better be getting dicked down or something for u to not reply wait no u cant be he has a gf oop Read 20:22

You rolled your eyes. Leave it to him to give you an unneeded reminder of the sad reality you lived in.

» wow i completely forgot that he has a girlfriend thank u for the reminder Read 20:24

omg she’s alive!!! how did it go sis Read 20:24

» ok i guess just 2 friends hanging out Read 20:25

lAME Read 20:25

Chuckling at his response, you tossed your phone onto your sofa so you could shower, and hopefully wash away all the thoughts of Sehun left in your mind.

The next few days passed uneventfully. It was a much appreciated break from the hectic whirlwind that was your life for the past month.  Jongin’s been an absolute sweetheart of course, hearing your incessant ranting and complaining about love and Sehun and how much you wanted to simultaneously smooch him but also run him over with a tractor.

“I have an idea,” Jongin started over lunch one day.

“Oh no.”

“Shut up,” he smiled. “You’re going to a party with me.”

“No, I’m not.”

“That wasn’t a question, it was a statement. You’re coming with me whether you like it or not.”

You were confused, and your facial expression definitely showed it because Jongin groaned.

“You’re going to find some nice hook-up and forget about him obviously!”

You snorted. “Oh yeah, brilliant.”

“Shut up.”

You were honestly doubting his plan, but you didn’t tell him that. And, maybe he was right. Maybe a distraction could help you forget about Sehun.

Except, it didn’t work. 

One moment you were sucking some guy’s face and for some damn reason you opened your eyes to see him staring right at you. You panicked, pushed the guy off of you and ran outside, looking for Jongin so you could rant to him and hopefully calm down.   

You didn’t find him, but you did manage to calm down, nonetheless. It was beautiful outside. You relished the night breeze and admired the moon hanging in the night sky with a few stars dotted around. You lifted your phone camera to take a picture of the sky, something about those astronomical bodies calms you, strangely. Like a wave of sereneness washes over you when you admire them. You decided there was nothing left for you to do at the party, and Jongin’s plan for you to hook up with someone and forget about Sehun had failed, so you texted Jongin you were leaving early and left for home.

“Hey,” Sehun said as soon as you slipped into your seat next to him. “You left early yesterday?”

You swallowed. “Yeah, I just wasn’t feeling it y’know?”

“I see.”

He was quiet after that, and it unnerved you. Sure, he was usually quiet but something about his silence this time scared you. Still, the rest of the lecture flew by with no incident and when he got up to leave, your hand shot up to tug at his wrist. He looked at you and you immediately pulled away, as if touching him had burned you.

“Did I.. do something wrong?”

He shook his head and offered you a small smile. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it too much, okay?”

He left, and again, you were stunned. You groaned inwardly, why were boys like this? Your mental complaining was cut short when you received a text from Jongin.

lets have dinner!! Read 17:55

» sure when and where and who Read 17:55

my place!! as soon as u get here i have takeout just u n me babey Read 17:56

» hot i’ll be there in 20 Read 17:57

Jongin always knew how to cheer you up, even when he didn’t even know you needed it. Takeout and watching Netflix on his sofa together was the perfect remedy. And his dog too, you daresay you liked his dog more than him.

The moment you crossed the threshold from the front door of his apartment, Jongin engulfed you in a bear hug. You laughed and hugged him back. He was practically a ball of sunshine and you had no idea what you did to deserve this man.

Halfway through your Netflix marathon, you sneaked a photo of Jongin cutely pouting at his TV over some scene happening in whatever show you two were watching. You added it to your story and looked up from your phone to see Jongin stealing some of your noodles. You swatted his hand away and he shrieked.

“Rude!”

“Um, I think rude is you trying to steal my food mister.” Jongin stuck his tongue out at you while you resumed eating the rest of your food so there was none for him to steal.

A little while later, you were helping him throw the trash since it was the least you could do to help him out when he invited you over, Jongin called out to you.

“Did you tell Sehun you were with me or something?”

“What? No!”

“Huh. He’s asking me about you,” he replied. You furrowed your brows trying to think of how he could’ve known you were hanging out with Jongin.

“Oh! He must’ve seen my Instagram story.”

“I’m on your story and you didn’t tell me?!”

You shook your head as you dumped your trash into the rubbish bin. You wondered why Sehun would be asking him about you. He should just leave you alone, he has a girlfriend as Jongin loves to constantly remind you about. Again, you were confused. Everything about him was confusing. You wished he would just stop it, you wished he didn’t have a girlfriend so you were free to do whatever you wanted with him, you wished you would stop feeling this way.

Sehun sure had a thing for asking you weird questions out of the blue the moment you sit down next to him in class because this time he asked you:

“Do you like Jongin?”

If you could pronounce question marks in real life that would be your response to his question, but since you couldn’t you settled for giving him the most confused look you could muster.

“I mean, you were hanging out with him at his place last night so I thought..”

“You’re an idiot, he’s my best friend, we were just hanging out and watching Netflix. Nothing special.” Your reply came out curt and probably sounded a little cold. You hadn’t intended it to come out that harsh but, you supposed you were just tired of this boy and his antics, no matter how much you liked him.

“Oh.” He said and he was silent after that for a long while, until he asked, “Do you wanna have dinner? After class? With me? And we could walk around the city again and you can take nice photos of me, or the buildings whichever you prefer.”

What was with him and stunning you into silence? Because, you didn’t give him a reply for a few minutes before muttering out a “sure” and going back to paying attention to the lecture.

The dinner was nice, and the impromptu photoshoot you had with him was nicer. He was a nice model, and you certainly weren’t complaining about having this many photos of him stored in your camera now. Being around him inspired you, strangely, and you were stopping him every five minutes to take a picture of some random things from different angles and different perspectives. You didn’t notice him observing you, and you sure as hell didn’t notice the small smile that was on his face when he watched you do what you enjoyed the most. He wanted to see you like this, always. And so, he captured this moment on his phone: you, awkwardly standing on an overhead bridge trying to get a shot of the cars underneath you. You wouldn’t see it until much later when you got home and viewed his Instagram story.

» sehun wtf!!! when did u take that i look clapped Seen 22:00

no u don’t wtf u look perfect Seen 22:04

You decided that was enough social media for that night and went to sleep. Your dreams contained images of you and him in a world where you were together, where everything was perfect, and the two of you were perfectly in love.

And somehow, you had managed to fool yourself into thinking the two of you were in love. The two of you hung out on almost a daily basis even when you didn’t have class together and you fell into this routine with him. You were so used to being with him and only him.

And you realised this, so you did the one thing you knew how to do. Rant to Jongin.

» nini i think im fucked Read 14:25

what did u do this time Read 14:25

» KSDLJFSLDKFJSD i think im catching serious feelings for this very taken man! Read 14:26

yeah you’re fucked Read 14:27

» FUCK U Read 14:28

After a very long phone call with Jongin, you decided to just see where this crush goes. Risky, but it was practically the only thing you suppose you could do. And, it was fine for a while. You still hung out whenever he asked, and you took photos of him, and he would take sneaky Instagram stories of you that you would cry over and tell him that you looked ugly, but as always, he would insist you look fine.

Of course, you were still constantly reminded that he was very much, taken, because in addition to his posts of you, his girlfriend would be scattered in there too. The two of them out on dates, her posing cutely for the camera and you were sad. Maybe even bitter. She was so effortlessly cute, and you could tell she made Sehun happy and she loved him, and he loved her. Who were you to get in the way of their relationship? So, you didn’t do anything.

Everything continued to be normal, or about as normal as your life could be with this stupid romantic drama you had found yourself in. Truthfully speaking, the only person you could blame was yourself. You hated yourself for catching feelings for him. Literally you could fall for any guy out there, and your brain decided on Sehun, the guy with a goddamn girlfriend. Brilliant. Maybe the universe was punishing you.

And you were entirely convinced it was, after Sehun heard you complain to Jongin about him.

It was at some random person’s party and you and the usual crew were there. Surprisingly, Sehun didn’t bring his girlfriend but you decided not to think too much about it. What did occupy your mind, however, was that Sehun was being quite touchy. He’s a naturally affectionate guy and you didn’t really pay attention to it, since he’s like that with everyone. But, maybe it was because you let your feelings for him stay bottled up too long because that night, you just exploded to Jongin in some stranger’s kitchen with loud music being played over the speakers and with the amount of people in there, you thought nobody could hear you rant.

But, like many times before, you had been wrong, because Sehun was silently standing at the entrance of the kitchen, watching you talk your mouth off to Jongin.

���Jongin, I can’t stand it. He’s so.. Ugh! I know he’s just a naturally touchy person and I don’t mind that one bit! In fact, I should be the last person to complain about this but, I just can’t fucking stand it. It bothers me so much that he’s like this and it really doesn’t help that I like him, so this is even more of a mess for me but goddamn. I don’t blame him though, it’s not like he knows I like him like that.”

You huffed and stayed silent for a while.

“I just hate how he looks at me you know? He looks at me like he’s in love with me. Does he look at everyone like that? It really throws me off. Sometimes I wish he was actually in love with me.”

Jongin poured you a drink while you vented to him. “Sweetheart, maybe you should tell him.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “Are you crazy? No fucking way, I’ll just wait for my feelings to fade or something. It’s been like two months; they’re bound to go away. He has a fucking girlfriend what’s not clicking in my stupid brain?”

You accepted the drink Jongin offered you and you let your eye sweep around the kitchen, when your eyes fell onto him. Staring at you. And you were definitely, one hundred percent positive, that he had heard every single word you said. You nearly dropped the cup you were holding, and you slammed it on the kitchen counter. Jongin jumped at your action, and he opened his mouth to say something, until he looked in the direction you were staring at.

The both of you, in perfect unison, muttered: “Oh fuck.”

You grabbed Jongin’s wrist and pushed past the other partygoers in the kitchen to book it out the backdoor, in the opposite direction Sehun was standing in. He watched the two of you disappear out of the house. He certainly had a lot to think about.

You were fucked. There’s no other way around it. The moment you reached your apartment with Jongin in tow, you fell onto your couch and groaned into the pillows. Jongin perched on the back of the sofa and stroked your hair, telling you everything will work out eventually.

“I think it’s about time you told him, sweetheart.”

You let out a long sigh, and begrudgingly, accepted the fact that you did have to face the music. You were scared, but the truth was out and he knew it in the worst way possible and there was no escaping this.

“You’re right. But I’ll do it tomorrow. I don’t have the right state of mind to do it right now,” you told him. He agreed, and he led you into your bedroom and tucked you into bed, but not before you forced him to stay over because it was late and you didn’t really want him to leave. So, he took the couch while you attempted to fall asleep with thoughts of finally telling Sehun you liked him swirling around in your mind. Somehow, you managed to fall asleep and you would say it was the best sleep you had in a long time.

Until you checked your phone.

The unintentional scream you let out had Jongin dashing into your room to see your holding your phone with your face painted in horror. Your lockscreen was on display with a notification telling you that you had two unread text messages from Sehun.

[2 unread messages from Sehun]:

hey can we talk? Sent 01:24

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oh sehun; prescience / 10 ways to say i love you / syzygy mini masterlist

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syzygy mini masterlist

syzygy: an alignment of celestial bodies, a pair of connected bodies or things. or, the story of how the universe had intended for you and sehun to be together.

(inspired by a johnten au on twitter read here)

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syzygy [ I ]

↳  soulmate au | inspired by this johnten au

pairing: oh sehun & you

genre: fluff, angst

word count: 2.442 words

summary: syzygy (n.): 2. a pair of connected or corresponding things. 

syzygy mini masterlist

“do you think we were meant to be?”

“i do. i hope the universe thinks so too.”

You’ve wondered what it was like to belong to someone, someone who loves you wholly, unconditionally. You’ve always wondered what life would be like if soulmates were real, the idea of soulmate identifying marks and similar things would make life so much more easier. You wondered if the idea of someone who was made for you existed. You wondered what kind of life that would be.

You wondered how married couples do it. Promise to stay together with each other for eternity. If you’re being honest, the thought of you being with only one person for the rest of your life scared you. You’re scared of commitment; you don’t understand it. Don’t they get bored of their partner eventually? Won’t they move on and find someone else better? Won’t the magic in the relationship fizzle out and become stale? You’re scared.

(Sometimes you wondered if true love was real.)

You’ve always thought you didn’t need someone else in your life, you were fine on your own. And it’s true, you don’t need anyone else, but you were lying if you said it didn’t get lonely sometimes. Seeing your friends in love, holding hands, feeling on top of the world when they were with their one and only, you didn’t want to sound like a bitter single, but it hurt you sometimes. You wished that could be you. Sometimes you lie awake at night wishing— no, praying the universe could give you someone who loves you.

And maybe the universe had heard you, because the universe gave you Sehun.

You awoke with a pounding headache in someone else’s bed. No, it wasn’t a stranger, not entirely. It was some guy who you vaguely knew in your faculty, he was cute, so you didn’t really care, it was just a hook up. You quietly got dressed and attempted to sneak out of his apartment, until you ran into his roommate. Someone, who would unknowingly, change your life.

“Good morning,” he greeted, which caused you to jump. You hadn’t intended on bumping into your hook-up’s roommate, but you supposed there was no escaping now. “I’m Sehun, Junmyeon’s roommate.”

“Good morning,” you replied. “Was just uh, about to head out.”

You made a move for the door but Sehun for some reason wasn’t having any of it, and he side stepped, blocking your way to the front door. Honestly, you were really irritated at his behaviour and you really just wanted to go home and get rid of your hangover in peace.

“Stay. Have some breakfast.”

You quirked a brow.

“It’s okay, he won’t wake up and find us having breakfast. He usually wakes up around dinnertime after a night like that. But, have breakfast with me, please?” He asked, and you were very confused why this man would want to have breakfast with you despite not knowing a single thing about you, but something compelled you to sit on the empty barstool next to him and talk over cereal.

You find out his name is Sehun and has been friends with Junmyeon since “basically forever”, and you were right, he did go to the same faculty you were in, but you’ve never seen him around before. Surprisingly, having breakfast with him was actually enjoyable, thought you weren’t really expecting anything to be honest. You found yourself slowly eating your cereal on purpose just to spend more time with him. Unfortunately, the time came for you to leave, but not before you got his social medias and more importantly, his number.

Several days passed, and you didn’t really meet him again. He texted you though, which somewhat shocked you but then again, not really. He did ask you to eat breakfast with him for basically no reason at all. The next time you saw him, was when you were passing by the dance studios in school, hoping to enter during an interesting dance practice or something and take interesting photographs for your assignment.

And then you saw him.

You stood there, somewhat mesmerised by his dancing. You had no clue he was a dancer, then again you never asked, and it just wasn’t brought up in conversation. You didn’t know how long you stood there but eventually, he caught your eye through the small window space on the door, and he was letting you in to watch him dance. And so you did.

You were so entranced you completely forgot about your assignment, which you would curse Sehun for, in your head while you were on the way home.

“So, what do you think?” He asked you after he was done with his routine.

“Amazing,” you breathed. “I mean I’m no expert in dance, but I thought you were amazing.”

He chuckled at your response and shook his head. He said something about still having a lot to learn before he grabbed his bag and ushered you out of the dance studio, with his hand on the small of your back, and you felt your whole body tense at the touch of his fingers.

When you both made it out of the building you were about to turn to him to say goodbye and walk back to your apartment, when he said:

“Have dinner with me?”

Your heart pounded so hard you wouldn’t be surprised if he could hear it from where he was standing. You had no idea why he had invoked such a reaction from you, but there was something about him. So you agreed.

Several more days passed since you had dinner with Sehun, and it was probably the best dinner of your life. Sehun was goofy, but he was also attentive and caring, and he had the same ideology about love that you had. You didn’t want to say it, but it seemed like he was your other half in some strange way. But, if he had the same viewpoint of love that you did, you could almost guarantee that he would never be yours. And for quite a while, he wasn’t.

You didn’t know why it took so long for you to find out about it, but Sehun had a girlfriend. And that tore you apart inside. You knew you were being stupid. You’ve known the guy for one, two weeks tops and here you were, feeling heartbroken because his heart belonged to someone else. You felt betrayed, strangely. He, the guy who thought true love didn’t exist, the guy who danced with so much emotion conveyed in every movement of his limbs, belonged to someone else, and that upset you.

And so, you thought the best way to remedy this was to distance yourself from him, maybe even forget about him entirely. You couldn’t deal with looking at him. You avoided the dance studios, every time you saw Junmyeon in the hallway, you walked the opposite direction in fear that you would stumble upon Sehun and have to look at his stupid handsome face and be reminded of the fact that he would never be yours.

And you did a pretty good job of avoiding him, replying to his texts 5 hours later, ignoring his Instagram stories, generally not staying in school longer than was necessary. And you were pretty darn good at this charade for a good month or so, until you had the unfortunate luck of seeing him and his girlfriend one day in the quad. You were quite a ways away, you were blissfully walking, trying to get home as soon as possible so you could avoid the danger of seeing him, but that just wasn’t your day. You scanned your surroundings until your eyesight fell onto someone you haven’t seen in a good month. Sehun. You were floored. He was sitting on one of the benches with his arm thrown around his girlfriend’s shoulders and he was laughing at something she said, and your chest tightened at the sight. A small part of you wished it was you who made him laugh like that.

You even wished you could turn back time to when you went out for an impromptu dinner with him and wished time just stayed like that. When you didn’t know he had a girlfriend, and it was just the two of you, seated together in the middle of some random restaurant and he looked at you like he was in love with you. But he wasn’t.

To say you were devastated was as understatement. You willed your feet to move, but they were rooted to the ground, as if you were forcing yourself to watch the scene happening in front of your eyes. You shook your head, as if to lift the curse that was placed on you that made you stay with your feet planted in the ground, watching Sehun be happy with someone else. You had no idea what had gotten into you, if you were being honest with yourself, you barely know the guy. Perhaps you were in love of the idea of him, and not who he actually was. Yes, you supposed. Maybe that was what it is.

(Oh, how wrong you had been. But like many things that had happened, you just didn’t know it at the time.)

You speed walked to your apartment to lie in your bed and stare at the ceiling and just like you had done so for so many times in your life, wonder if there really, truly was someone somewhere in the world for you.

While you were, stupidly, heartbroken you were still somewhat good friends with Sehun. Obviously not best friend status, but you knew the guy decently well and he knew you too, so you guessed it was okay to say you were both good friends. And you were convinced you wouldn’t see him again for quite some time. And you didn’t. But as you quickly learn, things don’t really stay the same for very long.

You had befriended this very cute dance major called Jongin and one day he invited you to have dinner with him and a few friends that he thought you would get along well with, and you couldn’t say no to that, especially not to Jongin.

And so you went, but that turned out to be a mistake for you. When you arrived at the cute diner nearby school, Jongin led you towards a booth where Junmyeon was sitting in, and your heart leapt into your throat. If Junmyeon was there, surely that could only mean one thing. But you didn’t want to ruin it, what if he wasn’t going to show up? Maybe Junmyeon and Jongin were in a different social circle that was Sehun-less, and you would be saved.

So, you slid into the seat across Junmyeon and flashed him a smile and he did the same to you.

“You two know each other?”

Junmyeon chuckled. “You could say that, she stayed over one night.” He winked at you and you laughed. You hooked up, but that didn’t have to stop you from being friends with him, it was all just good fun.

“Ah, so that means you know—”

“Sehun!” Junmyeon exclaimed when the last person you wanted to see walked into the diner. He walked in with his girlfriend in tow, and you felt the last piece you had left of your heart rip into tiny pieces and thrown out of the window. He took a seat with his girlfriend next to him and he greeted Junmyeon and Jongin before he turned to you, and you swear you felt your heart, or whatever was left of it, stop.

“Hey you.”

“Hey yourself, I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Yeah, we haven’t,” he agreed.

Dinner passed by without much incident, it was mostly you eating your food, stealing glances at Sehun and his girlfriend, and laughing at Junmyeon’s stupid dad jokes. Though you wished you didn’t have to hear Sehun and his girlfriend giggling every ten minutes.

The five of you stood outside the diner and were ready to head back to your respective places. You waved Junmyeon goodbye and Jongin pulled you into a bear hug, the man was simply too cute, and when it was Sehun’s turn, while the rest were chatting, he stared at you longer than you deemed necessary, and you grew nervous.

“What? Can’t bear to part ways with me or something?” You joked. But he continued staring.

“You could say that,” he muttered. And you were utterly stunned by his response. What could he possibly mean by that? But you don’t dwell too much on the thought, in fear of breaking your heart even more in the process.

Eventually, everyone began walking in different directions, but Jongin, being the sweetheart that he is, walked you back home, and you decided you were really lucky to have a friend like Jongin, despite only having met him about a week ago, he was already introducing you to his closest friends and having dinner with them.

“See you tomorrow (Y/N)!” He told you after dropping you off at your apartment’s lobby. You trudged back home after he left, plopped yourself onto your sofa, and sobbed.

You chided yourself for feeling this way. For someone who didn’t believe in love you sure did fall in it too easily. You would think that after all your failed relationships you would be somewhat over this whole thing, but no, here you were lying on your living room couch, staring at the way your ceiling fan blades rotate and cry your eyes out over some cryptic ass boy who sends you weird mixed signals and makes you feel things in your chest that you don’t want to feel and haven’t felt in quite a long time. 

You really wished that there was someone out there in the world who was made for you. And you wished it was Sehun. You wished it was Sehun who would love you for who you were, and you wished it was Sehun who you would fall asleep next to, you wished it was Sehun who you would wake up next to. You wished it was Sehun who you would celebrate birthdays with, you wished it was Sehun who you would celebrate anniversaries with, who you would have movie nights with, who you would want to go on road trips with, who you would want to travel to far away places with, someone who you wanted to spend your every waking moment with. It was Sehun who you would want to slowly fall in love with.

It was then, you decided, you had fallen a bit too much for Sehun, and he wasn’t there to catch you.

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HAPPY SEHUN DAY!!! ❤🐥

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Happy Birthday Sehun! ♡

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In a garden full of flowers, you would be the most beautiful one 💐

Today is the day you are turning 25. “Half 50” like you used to joke about the members, who reached this age before you. Now, you yourself are in your mid-twenties. We saw you grow from a playful, young and shy boy into a mature and confident man (who is still very playful and a baby at heart). Along the way we managed to learn so much about you: how hard-working, considerate and thoughtful you are, but also about your vulnerable sides and your worries. We saw you get solo awards, being named Louis Vuitton’s best dressed man for two years in a row, produce and co-write your own solo song, star in a variety show, being booked for multiple photoshoots, play the lead role in a drama and we can’t wait to see more of your projects and achievements. But for today, I hope you can rest and enjoy your time with the people closest to you. I hope you receive the love you always give to others. Please always be happy and healthy. I love you and Happy Birthday~ #HappySehunDay

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happy birthday to our sweetest, softest and most talented maknae 🎉 We love you so much angel💖

#HappySehunDay ♡

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10 ways to say i love you

pairing: sehun & you

genre: man this is just fluff

word count: 1.13k words

summary: ten different ways the both of you said i love you to each other, and the one time you both said it.

one.

it’s not the first time the thought strikes me, but it’s all the more profound when it’s just the two of us (not counting the other people scattered around the library we were seated in), seated on the floor with our backs pressed against the floor to ceiling glass window. he’s whispering his usual lineup of terrible, terrible lame jokes that he takes so much pride in and shoving snacks, that definitely were not allowed in the library into his mouth that has a stupid smug smile on it that i find myself laughing so hard that some random parents comes rounding the corner to our secluded spot to tell us to shut up. something about this causes me to blurt, “i love being around you.” 

i almost miss the way he smiles at me. almost.

two.

“you inspire me,” i tell him, against my better judgement. he wasn’t even doing anything special. he was just being him, sitting across from me in the dining room.

if i was being honest, it was probably because i admired how selfless and genuine and loyal he can be, even though a lot of people don’t deserve it.

he scrunches his brows and shakes his head with a soft smile on his face.

three.

it’s been a while since i last talked to him. we didn’t fight or anything, the both of us have just been so busy. the minute i’m able to have some time for myself, i immediately search for his name in my recent chats and text him, “i can’t stop thinking about you.” and it was the truth. he had been occupying my mind since the last time i saw him. i see him in everything beautiful in this world.

he replies: “good, because me too.”

four.

this time, we were laying on our backs on his bed, staring at the ceiling. today was just a stay at home lazy kinda day. doing nothing is perfectly fine with me, as long as i’m doing nothing with him.

i turn my head to look at him, and my heart warms at the sight of his spaced out facial expression, clearly lost in thought. he’s so cute. how did i get so lucky?

“you are the best thing to ever happen to me.” he blurts. i sit up straight at this. he stares at me quizzically. my face slowly blooms into a smile as i fully process what he had just said.

he smiles back at me before he yanks my arm down so i’m lying next to him again.

five.

we were hanging out with the usual crew grabbing dinner at McDonald’s. Baekhyun was being stupid as usual, and Jongin joined along in the stupidity, and at the time it was the funniest thing I had ever seen. naturally, i threw my head and laughed so hard my eyes starting watering and my stomach hurt. i didn’t even notice he was looking at me throughout the whole thing (if i did i probably wouldn’t have made a fool of myself like that).

when i finally noticed him looking at me we stared at each other until my giggles died down and he smiled (his eyes crinkle when they do, it’s the best thing to look at) and said, “i like your laugh.” if my face wasn’t already red from laughing, i would have turned red from that one comment.

six.

not long after dinner, we were on the way home. it was just me, him, and baekhyun. unfortunately, he was the one to part ways with us first. i hid my disappointment underneath a mask of ambivalence and waved him goodbye and he pulled me in for a hug. “call me when you get home.” he said into my ear. i smiled and waved and the two of us remaining chimed a chorus of “bye’s”.

(he texted me a “text me when you get home” afterwards too.)

seven.

“for you,” he greeted me while thrusting a bouquet of my most favourite flowers in my face. i raised a brow at him.

“what’s the occasion?”

“nothing, it reminded me of you.” thankfully the flowers were enough to hide my growing blush.

eight.

taking one last look at myself, i smile, satisfied with how i look for the day and feeling slightly confident which surprises me.

and then, i see him. stupidly handsome in that dark blue button up and black slacks and formal shoes. though, he could wear anything and be stupidly handsome.

“you’re perfect,” i tell him. he always is, but i didn’t tell him that this time. the smile he gives me is so bright, the sun would’ve been jealous.

nine.

sometimes it’s easy to think you’re really alone in this world. how could you not? 7 billion people are out there, there’s a slim chance that there’s somebody out there who just gets you.

or so i thought until i found out he’s as ticklish as i am and gets sweaty palms like i do, and when we agree avatar the last airbender is the greatest cartoon to exist.

after a rough tickle fight, he holds my hand and says, “you really are my perfect match.”

ten.

it was probably half past four in the morning when he tells me i was one of the best things to happen to him. how much he cherishes and treasures me. how much he appreciates me in his life.

“i’m so happy you entered my life, i swear.”

i smile at that, because i feel the same way. it fills me with warmth, happiness, something to foreign to me, knowing someone sees me the way i see them. it makes me want to spend my every waking moment with them.

“i want everything with you,” he says. my heart just about stops at that. i take a good look at him, smile, and tell him i want the same.

i close my eyes when i see him lean in.

eleven.

“hey.”

“hey yourself,” i replied to him. he sat next to me on the grassy hill, overlooking the city. it was our favourite spot to come sit and spend time together at night. there was just something about seeing the city from above and feeling like you’re on top of the world. 

“i love you.”

“about damn time you said it,” i sassed. he quirked a brow and poked my ribs. and he poked, and poked, and poked. something told me he wasn’t going to stop until i said it back.

“c’mon say it back, dummy.”

“i love you too.”

“i love me too,” he joked. i laughed and smacked his arm. leave it to him to make a somewhat sentimental moment goofy; but i wouldn’t have it any other way.

he has my heart, and i have his.

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prescience

↳ superpower au | college au | friends to lovers au

pairing: oh sehun & you (featuring kim jongin, do kyungsoo, park chanyeol)

genre: fluff + barely there angst

word count: 4.016 words

summary: he could see the future, but he never saw you coming

You would think that having precognition powers would be quite beneficial, being able to stay out of danger and such.

But for Sehun, he rarely uses his powers, if ever. He likes not knowing what’s going to happen, or so he says. He likes being on his toes, the unknown, a real challenge.

And then there was you. The biggest unknown in his life.

Sehun remembers the day he discovered his powers. The day of his 16th birthday. He was walking home from school, when he had a total Raven Baxter moment where he had a vision of his friends and family setting up birthday party decorations in his home and then hiding. Confused, he shook off the vision and chalked it up to his subconscious’s wishful thinking. 

Or so he thought, until he opened his front door and was greeted by utter silence. Shrugging off his backpack and toe-ing off his shoes, he decided to try something. 

“Guys, I know you’re all here the surprise party didn’t work.”

His statement was met with groans and “aww’s” and a “who told you?!”. Sehun shrugged and told them he just had a feeling. A feeling that would happen to him a lot more frequently than he would’ve liked. 

The second time his powers was made known to him, was a week before his grandmother passed away. This time, the vision showed him his grandmother flatlining, and her funeral. Disturbed by this, he decided to visit his grandmother everyday of the week, until she passed. But Sehun still didn’t believe he could see the future, maybe it was just pure luck, he thought.

The third time it happened, well, let’s say Sehun was less convinced of it being luck and more of him actually having a superpower. This time, he was out with his friends, walking around town after having dinner together. Once again, he saw into the future. This time, he saw someone run up to a random lady, rob them, and then run away.

“Someone’s going to rob that lady,” he said.

His friends halted their steps and turned to look at him like he grew a second head.

“Uhh.. What are you talking about?”

Sehun titled his head in the woman’s direction and watched.

Sure enough, some random mugger came running up behind her, snatched her handbag and ran off. But not too far off because Sehun was ready for him and surprised him by tackling him and ripping the lady’s handbag off of his grubby hands.

After calling the police, and returning the stolen bag, his friends asked him a question he was still trying to figure out the answer to.

“How’d you know that was gonna happen?”

And then one day, he got his answer.

His mind filled to the brim with questions of his visions, his knowledge of things happening before they happened, he decided to ask his father. He just had a feeling his father would hold the answers he needed.

And hold the answers he did.

A knowing smile appeared on his father’s face the moment Sehun came to him about his questions of having visions and seeing the future. The two sat down in the living room and suddenly Sehun was introduced to a world he thought only existed in comic books and movies. It turns out, his father had powers too, telekinesis. And so did his grandparents, and his great-grandparents and so on. Apparently, he was from a long line of superpowered humans, also known as metahumans. They’re not really common knowledge to the general public, in fear of their reaction and potential conflict between the two communities.

His dad figured Sehun didn’t have any powers since, he married a non-superpowered human and also, powers don’t take too long to manifest in metahumans so for the most part, he assumed Sehun didn’t have any powers. Nonetheless, he was proud his son had any, he was happy the legacy of the Oh family being metahumans would continue on.

“You know what this means now don’t you?”

“Huh?”

“You’re gonna be transferred to a school for metahumans now.”

Surprisingly, Sehun wasn’t all that upset. Sure, he would miss his normal school and his normal classes and his normal friends, but he was excited at starting a new life. A superpowered one.

Settling into The Academy (very creative name, he thought) was a lot more easier than he thought he would be. After a quick tour of the main building and also the dorm he would be staying in, he decided that he liked this place.

He liked his roommate too, a shy boy with a laugh that could probably cure cancer, Kim Jongin. The first day they met, Jongin introduced himself with the basics: name, age and also superpower, which would soon become the norm for Sehun.

“So, you can see the future? That’s so cool!”

“I think absorbing and copying anyone’s and everyone’s power is a lot cooler than mine, but thanks.”

Within a week, Sehun was introduced to Jongin’s friend group consisting of Kyungsoo, an intimidating but very nice metahuman who could sense and control magnetism, and Chanyeol, a big friendly giant pyrokinetic. Sehun liked them too.

This place wasn’t so bad after all. Albeit, a bit mundane. For a school of metahumans you would’ve expected a lot more action in this place, but it just felt like his old school, but now he was older and just had more resources to train his power. It was then, when Sehun decided he liked seeing into the future, but, he liked the unknown a lot more. He told his roommate this, and was met with a look that said, “what the fuck?” but he explained that, knowing everything that will happen gets boring after a while. He wants to be surprised, kept on his toes, a lot of people fear the unknown but Sehun embraced it.

His first surprise was you.

Jongin had dragged him to some random party happening in some random dorm and Sehun didn’t have the heart to tell him he wasn’t in the mood for a party. The pair quickly found Kyungsoo and Chanyeol tucked away in a corner casually sitting down on some sofa and drinking.

“You’re here!”

“I mean, of course we are you invited us, and by invited, I mean threatened.” Was Kyungsoo’s stupidly funny but accurate reply to Jongin’s exclamation.

Jongin, who seemingly ignored Kyungsoo’s reply, immediately set off toward the makeshift dancefloor in the living room. Sehun didn’t really take Jongin for the party type either but he supposed Jongin just wanted an excuse to dance. Sehun liked dancing too, and that was probably how the two of them became good friends so quickly, but he wasn’t about to join Jongin, not when he was still trying to get used to the noisy environment he found himself in. Deciding he needed fresh air, he quietly slipped out the window and onto the fire escape outside and took a few moments to collect himself.

“Hey.”

A soft voice shocked him out of his thoughts and he realised he wasn’t alone on the tiny fire escape.

“Hey,” he replied while he calmed his heart. He wondered what you were doing out here, the same as him perhaps?

“Couldn’t wait to get out of there huh?”

“I guess you could say that. I’m Sehun.”

“(Y/N).” You stick your hand out for a handshake and he takes it. You like the way his hand fits into yours, but you don’t dwell on the thought. The two of you sit on the fire escape. Admiring the night sky, relishing in the slight breeze. It didn’t take long before you broke the (comfortable) silence between the both of you.

“I guess I have to ask.. What’s your power?”

“Precognition.”

“Cool,” you started. “So, can you only tell your future?”

He shrugged. “I guess so, but I suppose I could train myself into seeing other people’s futures. That’d be cool wouldn’t it? What’s yours then?”

“Probability manipulation,” you said. You saw how his eyes widened and you had to stop yourself from giggling, though you couldn’t stop the small smile that played on your lips and Sehun thought he quite liked seeing you smile and a small part of him would like to see more of it.

“Wow,” he breathed. “So, you can just make yourself lucky? And other people unlucky? And you can make unlikely events happen? Is that how your powers work?” Sehun couldn’t help the amount of questions that spilled out of his mouth but if he was being honest, your power fascinated him. He would’ve loved a power like that, it seemed fun. Not saying that he didn’t enjoy his own one, but probability manipulation seemed very intriguing to him.

“I guess you could say that,” you echoed his words from earlier, and Sehun grinned.

Sehun briefly checked the time on his phone before deciding to return back to his friends, and more importantly making sure his roommate was safe. He turned to you and smiled.

“I enjoyed talking to you.”

It was your turn to smile this time. “Me too.”

“See you around.”

And with that, he left. A part of you thought you should’ve done something to make him stay longer, to get to know him better. Or maybe he looked into the future and he didn’t like talking to you and decided he should get rid of himself from the situation. You shook your head. Whatever it was, you hoped you would see him again. Though, you could use your power to make it happen, a small childish part of you wanted to leave it up to fate.

It was about a week before you saw him again. It has been a long seven days with him occupying your thoughts at all times. You chided yourself, it was stupid really, you’ve talked to the guy for like a good half hour and here you were unable to rid your mind of him. You’re just glad your roommate isn’t a telepath otherwise you’d never hear the end of it. Sighing for the nth time that day, you decided to take a walk around the school.

Heading out towards the front lawn of the school where everyone likes to hang out at on sunny days like these, you quietly hoped you would see Sehun again. Again, you were entirely aware of the fact that you could make your powers make it happen for you, but you wanted it to happen genuinely.

And perhaps the universe had heard your prayers, because while your head was in the clouds, your body had collided into someone’s back.

“Watch where you’re-“

That voice.

“(Y/N)?” You really liked the way your name sounded with his voice.

“Sehun?” The aforementioned man’s mouth broke out into a grin when he fully processed that it was you who bumped into him.

“Fancy seeing you again,” you said.

“You sure you didn’t use your powers just so you could see me again?” He teased. You laughed and smacked his shoulder, though you were thinking of it earlier on. The two of you walked towards a tree and sat underneath it, a welcome shade from the sun and wonderful place to relax and finally get to know the man you’ve been dying to see for the past week. And the rest was history.

From that day on, the two of you became inseparable. Jongin even joked about you replacing him as his best friend but you laughed and said there was always space for him in Sehun’s heart even though you wanted to be the only one in his heart. Though, you weren’t sure if it was going to happen any time soon. This Fate thing really needed to hurry up and make it happen, because you really really liked him, and you hoped that he did too.

And he did, but he was confused. He sees the way Jongin looks at you, and the way you look at him and it upsets him. He knows the two of you had been spending a lot of time together. It left him feeling… jealous? Which led to him feeling confused. You’re not together and he sure as hell has no reason for feeling this way. He’s confused with all the things left unsaid between the both of you and the hidden meanings behind every word, every gesture the two of you make. Sometimes he fools himself into thinking, you see him the way he sees you, but he eliminates every single thought of that. There’s no way. You deserved far better than just Sehun. You deserved Jongin, and he deserved you. His two favourite people together.

And so, days, weeks, months, passed with neither of you doing anything about your feelings. But, the two of you did become even better friends, almost like you were two peas in a pod. Wherever you went, Sehun was there and wherever Sehun went, you were there. That’s just how the world works now. Though, you weren’t sure how long you could keep your feelings at bay. You were tired of being unsure of how he felt for you. You could very well end your suffering whenever you liked by just asking him, but for some reason, you can’t. You’re not blind. You see the way he looks at your roommate whenever she hangs out with you and the rest of the guys. And your roommate is pretty cute. Sometimes, he confuses you. Just like every single boy you’ve encountered in your life.

Sehun’s second surprise was Jongin.

“What?”

“I said, I know you like (Y/N). Honestly, you’ve been living with me for how long now and you still think I can’t see right through you. I’m offended at the lack of faith you have in me Sehun.”

“You’re not mad?”

Jongin gave him a look. “What am I supposed to be mad for?”

“I thought you liked her too,” Sehun said, though he felt stupid the moment the words came out from his mouth. They’re not in high school anymore, why was he acting like this?

“You have got to be the biggest idiot I’ve ever met. No, I don’t. I’m far more interested in her cute roommate though.”

That probably explained why Jongin and you had been spending a lot of time. He probably just used her as a buffer for Jongin and your roommate to hang out. And that also explained why your roommate always asked him about Jongin every time she bumped into him. To say Sehun felt like an idiot was an understatement. And he didn’t feel any better when he saw the smirk Jongin was giving him, though he supposed he did deserve it.

“You’re welcome, by the way,” Jongin confidently says as he walks out the door.

Sehun gave his front door a long, hard stare before deciding that he wanted to see you. Grabbing his phone, he left and immediately his feet took him in the direction of your building. He passed by Jongin and your roommate on the corridor leading to your room and Jongin sent him a wink.

“She’s waiting for you,” he says.

Sehun doubted that, but walked towards your door anyway. And he stood there. He was standing outside your room, thinking of his plan of action. If he wanted you, this had to be absolutely perfect. He decided, to look into the future.

His vision showed him, walking into your room, you laying on your bed and your face showing absolute delight in seeing Sehun. His vision showed him confessing to you, and Sehun thought he was ready for what happened next, he wasn’t. He saw your grin slowly fade off from your face and he heard you say: “Sehun, I’m sorry.”

And he decided he had seen enough. And so he left. It was a shame though, if he had decided to delve deeper into the future he would’ve seen the whole story. He would’ve seen the two of you talking your doubts out like normal adults, he would’ve seen the two of you eventually realising you liked each other, and he would’ve seen you finally being in his arms.

But he didn’t.

Jongin came home to a very dejected Sehun. He could tell what had happened earlier in the day.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

Sehun decided that the best course of action was to avoid you. Brilliant, obviously, so he could have the time and space he needed to get over his feelings for you. It was so brilliant, he didn’t realise he was hurting you too.

You were left even more confused than before. You thought you meant something to him, being his best friend and all. But here he was, avoiding you. It hurt. And the worst part was, you had no idea what you had done. You were hurt, but most importantly, you were tired and by God, you were going to tell this boy you liked him whether he wanted to hear it or not.

Maybe, you should’ve come up with a plan before barging over to his dorm, because now here you were standing outside his door like an idiot.

Steeling yourself, you knew that this was something you had to do, you’ve had enough of this stupid boy and his stupid actions and you were gonna tell him you had feelings for him dammit.

Before you could regret your decision, you knocked thrice on his door and you immediately regretted your decision anyway. Before you could turn and walk away from this situation, the door swung open and there he was. You wanted to be mad at him, but how could you? You liked him far too much for you to be mad at him, even if he was being as ass and pushing you away the past few days.

“We need to talk,” you started. Okay, maybe you should’ve come up with a better starter because that’s the number one sentence that induces panic in people.

“Sure,” he said after much hesitation and moved so you could enter his room.

,“I’m sorry,” was the first thing you said when you entered, awkwardly standing in his doorway with his back facing you as he walked further in, but upon hearing your words, he whirled around.

“What?”

“I’m sorry, for whatever I did to make you avoid me for like an entire week! So, whatever it is, I’m sorry,” you said. You could feel him staring at you. His eyes piercing, like he could stare through your soul or something. You swallowed hard.

“I think I’m the one who should be sorry,” he said. “It was.. a dick move to avoid you like that, especially when you haven’t done anything to me, and especially because I did it to get over you.”

“Get over me?”

Shock was written on his face, clearly he hadn’t meant to say that, but the words had already come out of his mouth, he needed to deal with it.

“I had, or I guess I still have feelings for you and I know you didn’t feel the same way so I guess I decided to stay away from you..?” His explanation came out more as a question than as an actual statement, but he supposed he was just nervous of your reaction.

Incredulous, you asked, “and how do you know I don’t feel the same way?”

Sehun swallowed. He knew he was gonna sound like a total clown explaining why, but he’s already gotten himself knee-deep into this mess, he’s going to have to see himself through it.

“I saw the future.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. He’s an idiot. But he’s your idiot. And one good thing to come out from this messy discussion was that he had feelings for you, and that was enough to lift your spirits from the Sehun-less week you had prior to this.

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” Sehun smiled sheepishly. “Why don’t you come confess and see what my real answer would’ve been?”

“What?”

“You heard me. Confess, and I’ll tell you what my answer is.”

Sehun was nervous, to say the least. He wasn’t sure why; it wasn’t like he hasn’t confessed before. There was just something about you that made him nervous. He didn’t want to lose you, he wanted you with him, for a very, very long time. It kind of scared him, how much he needed you, depended on you. He never thought he would end up being that kind of guy, becoming so attached to someone, like how someone needed air, he needed you. He didn’t know how long he had felt like this, but after a week without you, it felt like a part of him had been ripped away, and as dramatic as that may be, he realised one thing: it was a mistake to push you away.

Swallowing, he began, “(Y/N), I like you. A lot. Like really a lot. Like so much, that I can’t even begin to explain it. It scares me, how much I like you, but I really do, and it was wrong of me to assume you didn’t feel the same because of some vision I had of the future. I-I hope you feel the same way, but it’s okay if you don’t, we can just be friends, that’s okay with me too. I just need you in my life someway somehow.”

He’d never admit it, getting that out of his system felt good. 

“I like you too.”

Sehun thinks he’s hearing things, and you repeat yourself because he was looking at you with his brows furrowed, like you were saying it just to trick him, even though that was far from the truth. You liked him, truly, and you finally told him. You repeated yourself over, and over again until his frown melted into a smile that made his eyes turn into crescent moons and you could practically see the happiness radiate off him.

You nearly had the wind knocked out of you as he sudden rushed towards you and lifted you into his arms and spun you around. He slowly lowered you back down and peppered your face in kisses. If you’d known he would be this affectionate, you would’ve told him a lot sooner. You giggled at this.

He cupped your face in his hands and looked into your eyes, and you couldn’t help but think that this whole situation felt a bit too romantic drama-y for you, but it’s Sehun so you didn’t care.

“You like me.”

“Mhm.”

“And I like you.”

“Yep.”

He smiled again before moving closer to give you a sweet kiss, one of many, you hoped.

The moment was interrupted when the door swung open to reveal a rather smug looking Jongin with Chanyeol and Kyungsoo behind him.

“I told you so,” said Jongin. “C’mon lovebirds, let’s grab some food, I’ve been waiting for the two of you to make up so we can all hang out together so let’s go!”

The three of them left, and you made a move to leave, but not before Sehun took your hand in his and placed a kiss on your forehead.

The two of you were disgustingly sweet, but the two of you were also bickering and play-fighting and trying to out-sass the other person. It felt like you two were best friends who kissed and slept together occasionally. Maybe that’s just how it was meant to be.

Like the sun rising in the East and setting in the West, the way the Earth revolves around the sun, the way Jongin never fails to absorb Sehun’s precognition powers just to get a glimpse of his own future; you and him were just meant to be, simply put.

In all of the worlds, now and forever, in all of the lives that you are, in every version of your lifetime, you love him, you will love him, and he loves you, and he will love you. And one will never be without the other.