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iseos · 7 months

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: THE ART OF LOSING YOU

wc. 1679 archive. pairing. huh yunjin x fm!r synopsis. a heart broken twice genre. angst now playing: complex by stayc

the air was filled with tension as y/n and yunjin sat in silence, their hands clenched, and their hearts heavy. the room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that seemed to mirror the uncertainty that had plagued their relationship for so long. it was as if the universe itself was reluctant to let go of the bond they had shared.

y/n and yunjin had been together for years, and for the longest time, they had been the happiest couple anyone knew. their love had been intense and all-encompassing, like a blazing fire that consumed everything in its path. but it was precisely that intensity that had brought them to this breaking point.

their relationship had always been passionate, marked by fiery arguments followed by even more passionate reconciliations. it was a roller coaster ride of emotions, a whirlwind of love and anger that neither of them could escape.

friends and family had warned them, told them that they were toxic for each other, but the two would brush those concerns aside, convinced that their love would conquer all.

but love, as they were about to discover was not always enough.

the final argument had been explosive; a culmination of all the unresolved issues that have festered beneath the surface. hurtful words had been exchanged, trust had been shattered, and it became painfully clear that their love, no matter how deep, could no longer sustain them.

y/n had stormed out of yunjin's house, tears streaming down her face, and she just watched her go, her own eyes filled with regret and sorrow.

yunjin knew that this was it; the end of something that had once been beautiful but now had turned into a destructive force in their lives.

months went by, and the absence of each other's presence became a constant ache. y/n couldn't help but think about yunjin every day, missing the warmth of the other girl's embrace, the sound of her laughter, and the way they used to look at each other with love and longing. it was as if yunjin still lingered in the corners of y/n's mind, an ever-present ghost of the past.

one particularly gloomy day, y/n decided to take a walk through the city to clear her head. she traversed through the crowded streets, lost in thoughts when something caught her eye.

y/n typically paid billboards no mind, already used to ignoring whatever they were trying to advertise to the public, but there was something about this specific one. a massive billboard loomed above, displaying a striking image of none other than huh yunjin, the person she was trying so hard to forget about

yunjin was now a part of le sserafim, a new rising star in the music industry. the image showed them with their eyes filled with confidence and charisma. it was a stark contrast to the yunjin y/n had remembered, the one who had been vulnerable and broken on that fateful night of their breakup.

seeing her on that billboard stirred a whirlwind of emotions within y/n. she couldn't help but feel a strange mix of pride and jealousy.

pride because yunjin was achieving her long-awaited dreams, and jealousy because it seemed like her former lover had moved on so effortlessly, while y/n was left struggling to forget.

as days blended into passing months, y/n found herself unable to escape the ghost of yunjin.

her face appeared in magazine after magazine, her face was all over different advertisements, and every time y/n went on social media, their songs were playing on practically every post. it was a constant reminder of the love they had lost.

one restless night, unable to bear of ache of loneliness any longer, y/n decided to do something they hadn't done since before the breakup – she picked up her phone and called yunjin's number.

it rang for what felt like an eternity. y/n was about to hang up herself before yunjin's voice came through the other end, sleepily asking, "hello?"

y/n hesitated for a moment, her voice catching in her throat. "yunjin, it's me," she finally managed to say.

there was another moment of silence on the other end, and y/n feared that yunjin would just hang up. but then, yunjin spoke, her voice soft and uncertain, "y/n, it's been awhile."

tears welled up in y/n's eyes as she replied, "yeah, it has. i... i've been thinking about you a lot."

y/n almost let out a laugh at how pathetic she sounded and felt at that moment. here she was calling her ex-girlfriend, who is now very famous, in the middle of the night to confess that she missed her. yunjin probably couldn't care less and wants nothing more than just to hang up and go back to sleep and forget all about y/n again.

yunjin lets out a sigh, and y/n starts preparing to have her heart crushed one more time, but to her surprise, she says, "i've been thinking about you too y/n."

the admission hung in the air, heavy with the weight of all that had gone unsaid between them. y/n swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest.

"yunjin, can we... can we meet up? just to talk, maybe?"

there was another pause, and y/n was terrified of the rejection she felt coming, but then yunjin answered, "i think that might be a good idea."

they agreed to meet at a quiet cafe that yunjin picked out the following evening. y/n's heart raced as she prepared to see yunjin again, unsure of what to expect. was she hoping for reconciliation, or just closure? she couldn't be sure, but she knew she needed to see the girl one more time.

as y/n entered the cafe, she spotted her sitting by the window, bathed in the soft glow of the evening sun. y/n noticed that yunjin's hair was now blonde, rather than the highlighted brown she had on the billboard. she looked just as stunning as ever, and y/n couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty.

as she approached the table, their eyes locked with yunjin's, and for a moment, it felt like time had stood still.

they exchanged awkward greetings, and then the conversation began to flow. at first, it was stilted, filled with small talk and polite inquiries about each other's lives. but as the evening wore on, the barrier between them began to crumble, and they found themselves sharing their thoughts, their regrets, and their dreams.

yunjin spoke about the challenges and pressures of her newfound fame; how it was both exhilarating and exhausting. y/n listened intently, realizing that they had never truly understood the weight that yunjin had been carrying.

"i miss you, y/n," the blonde admitted, her voice tinged with sadness.

y/n nodded, her own eyes misting up. "i miss you too, yunjin, but i know we couldn't keep going the way we were. we were destroying each other."

yunjin reached across the table, her fingers brushing against y/n's. "i want you to be happy, y/n. and i hope you find someone who can give you the love you deserve."

she smiled through her tears, "i want the same for you too, yunjin."

they sat in silence for a while, the weight of their unspoken emotions hanging in the air. it was there that y/n realized she had a choice to make – to try and rebuild a friendship with the girl or to let go completely and move on with their lives.

y/n and yunjin slowly began to rekindle their friendship. it was a delicate dance, filled with moments of laughter and occasional bouts of sadness when the memories of their past resurfaced in their heart. but they were determined to remain a part of each other's lives, even if it was in a different capacity.

but it seemed life had other plans.

as the seasons changed, and their lives continued to move in opposing directions, the bond between the two girls began to fade. the vibrant colors of their shared memories, once so vivid, now blur into a bittersweet haze.

their once-frequent calls, filled with laughter and the warmth of a freshly blossoming friendship, turned sporadic. days blurred into months, and the phone stayed silent; the messages remained unanswered.

their meetups, which were once a lifeline into each other's worlds, became infrequent. the cafe where their hearts reconnected now grew colder, its empty chairs echoing with the ghost of their past connection.

y/n would often find herself staring at her phone. her trembling fingers hovering over a message that would never be sent; she would type and delete, type and delete, unable to bridge the growing chasm that separated them.

yunjin's life had become a whirlwind of performances, interviews, and a relentless pursuit of her dreams. she was a rising star, and the world demanded her attention, leaving little room for the girl she had once loved so passionately.

and so, the stitches from their newfound friendship, fragile but once so hopeful, began to unravel. they unraveled slowly, painfully, showing just how different the two girls' lives had become.

y/n and yunjin had lost each other once again, not to anger or fiery arguments, but to the never-ending march of time and the demands of their separate destinies. the heartbreak was not in the explosions of their past but in the quiet, inevitable drifting apart that left them both yearning for the connection that had slipped through their fingers.

they were two stars that had once burned brightly together but had been pulled apart by the vastness of the universe. and in the end, the hardest part was that they had no choice but to watch each other's lights slowly fade into the distance until it was just a distant twinkle in the night sky; a beautiful memory that would forever remain out of reach.

“sometimes i feel like i’m right next to you why can i still not forget you, baby”

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rkkangjoon · 6 years

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//mock interview nov’17 eval | skj solo

He sat face to face to the mentor who told him to pretend that they didn’t know each other. Task was to reply to the questions, trying to be as concrete as possible without damaging his own image. Kang Joon had no idea how to remain himself without saying things he might not mean. Sounded hard. The other male began rustling with his stack of papers before lifting his voice, as if he was a reporter to get to know about him.

Please introduce yourself before we are starting with the questions.

Kang Joon lifted himself up from his seat and bowed, smiling brightly. “Hello, I am Royal’s White Lotus Seo Kang Joon. Pleased to meet you.”

Q1.“Your real name isn’t Seo Kang Joon, it is Lee Seunghwan instead. So what’s the reason behind your stage name Seo Kang Joon?”

He hummed, most people didn’t even knew Seo Kang Joon wasn’t his real name. He often introduced himself as Lee Seunghwan but rather liked it to be called Kang Joon. Most people called him Kang Joon anyways, there were just few like his grandmother or his cousin or his ex who called him by his birthname. “Well, there is a sunbaenim who is called Lee Seunghwan…. I felt like I couldn’t dare to become an idol while holding into this name without the pressure to surpass him. At the same time I was afraid to dirty his good name if I were to fail. That’s the only reason. I am not ungrateful towards my late parents, and I will never forget the name they gave me. ”

Q2. “Please name 3 things that describe you the best.”

He leaned back, before replying. “Spectrum, cheesy & cheeky.” The male’s lips formed into a wide grin. “I may look innocent, but there is much more to learn about me, so I guess spectrum is a good word to choose. There are a variety of sides to learn about me. I am a hopeless romantic and sometimes even I found myself pretty cheesy.” The mere grin turned into laughter. “And people often tell me I’m bold because I tend to do things differently from what you would expect.”

Q3. "What do you think about Royal Survival? Who is your favorite and why?"

This was one of the questions he had expected, since the show was drawing Royal Ent. into the focus of citizens right now. The male straigthened his limbs and his back, a hand tabbing on the table between the two of them. "Well, actually there are quite a few people I am cheering on. But if you ask me to choose one favorite it would be definitely be Elly. She is one of my closest friends, so I know about her skills and talents. I think people should just focus her because of that, nothing else.”

Q4. " How was it for you to co-host the Survival show? Is hosting one of the things you want to do as idol?

Nodding in agreement, Kang Joon replied: "I was pretty nervous but at the end of the day I was glad I received the chance to host the show. The Royal show represents our female trainees, so Baekhyun and me could remind Korea about Royal's male trainees as well. It was a good experience and a great opportunity! I would definitely host again, if I received another chance. But acting and modeling are something I want to do as Idol as well." He was thankful for the chance, and he needed to make sure to thank Jisub sunbaenim later.

Q5. “If you have to choose: Who is the most handsome and who the most beautiful among Royal trainees?”

Seemed like a question to provoke him, he thought. “How do you choose the fairest flower in a Royal Garden?” He returned the question with a cheeky smile. “I think our visual line is pretty strong among other companies, and I actually don’t think there is someone who is better looking than the other. But if you want me to choose, I think Baekhyun is easy on the eyes... When I was next to him on stage, I couldn’t take my eyes of his side profile. He has cheekbones one could be envious of... and still has this pure charm that pulls one closer to him and his adorable smile.” Kang Joon nodded. On the other hand he was facing a dilemma, when he was about to choose a pretty female. If he were to follow his guts he would have definitely called out for Rose, but there was no way he could actually do that considering the two of them could easily get under fire again. And choosing Dahye he also had somewhat of a special bond to, and whose beauty he personally adored almost as much as his exgirlfriend’s, would possibly cause a stir as well. Either way, it was troubling for him and the choosen female. “And for the females... I vote for Elly once again!” He shortly said, it was obvious the two of them were close friends, so there was no way one could misunderstand their relationship. “Her mature looks make her stand out, it’s something one has to be born with.”

Q6. “Talking of Baekhyun... During your participation at the MGAs there was a scandal regarding same sex love. Please tell us your thoughts on controversial topics such as homosexuality.”

The question stabbed him right into the chest, as he knew how Korea was a very traditional nation and this kind of topic was a bit of a taboo. Maybe it would be better to stay low, swallowing down his opinion. But that would mean to deny his true self, even though Kang Joon wanted to show the world who he really was. “I’m not against it. I rather support it. And I hope there will be a day, when South Korea can support and accept same sex love as well.” He was bisexual after all, so how could he ever hate on those who loved the same gender? He himself had experienced it before. “I don’t believe anyone has the right to intervene the love of two humans. Whoever you love, it’s still love.”

Q7. “Does that mean you would date a man?”

He blinked, perplexed after hearing the mentor’s question. He couldn’t really believe what he just heard, the other man was much more pushy than he expected him to be. “Life is busy enough, even without dating.” Kang Joon replied, mistrustful gazing at the other’s eyes. The male wouldn’t give him a chance to be alarmed about Kang Joon’s relationship status, unlike at the beginning of his trainingship. He had learned from his mistakes. “And please refrain from sounding disgusted by that thought, it’s nothing bad.” A dangerous glint flickered in his amber coloured eyes.

Q8. “Fine... Then please tell me what kind of concept do you hope to debut with?”

Brushing through his light brown hair, he averted his amber coloured gaze for a short moment in order to collect his words. Kang Joon wouldn’t show his anger about the rudeness from the older man. This wasn’t the time. “It would be awesome to debut in a co-ed group, if you ask me.” He laughed a fake smile. He had no idea what he was actually talking about since he had never really thought about a group concept before. “Having to balance between female and male aspects we wouldn’t do too strong or too cute concepts I believe… I rather feel like we could pursue a deeper concept, which tells stories to the listeners instead of only capturing them with alluring looks or ear-catching melodies.” Kang Joon was suprised about himself for sounding self-confident and prepared, but he supposed his improvising skills weren’t as bad as he thought.

Q9. “And if you could choose trainees from all companies, who would you want to create a co-ed group with?”

“Oh that’s a easy question. I would love to be with my friends because I know we could enjoy ourselves while having the strongest teamwork. They are like my family, so I believe we would be the coolest gang out there!” Excited he blurred out, without trying to make him sound calmer and more elaborate. “KT has Aron and Gary, those would be my male buddies. Aron could be the talented allround pretty boy, while Gary would be the calm big brother with mad dog rapping skills. And if Elly wouldn’t win the Survival show, even though I am most certain she will, she would be the strong and cool female counterpart to him, independent and in charge of the sexy charm. Since there are three males we would need two more girls and there won’t be better choices than Sphere’s Minhee and Nova’s Wendy. The two of them have bubbly personalities, as Minhee is super attentive and caring and Wendy is gentle and kind and sweet to everyone. Also their charming harmony would serve the vocal parts of our group well. And I for my part would be the dumb visual who could take care of acting and variety.” His eyes glinted in excitement, when he imagined things. The mentor blinked before nodding in agreement. “Oh! And other choices for a group would be Rose, Dahye, Soohyun, Jihyun and Yooa… wait…” The male cover his eyes with one hand, while cackling. “This isn’t a co-ed group anymore… I suppose I could try be part of a girlgroup as well.” He joked which made the mentor laughing out as well before telling Kang Joon to move on to the next question.

Q10. “What kind of advice would you give new trainees coming in to your company?”

The male scratched his chin, before looking right into his mentors eyes again. “They should think about a flower name beforehand.” Kang Joon laughed about his own answer, as he remembered how he had struggled to find a good flower name for quite some time. “And please enjoy the stay here.”

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rkwon · 7 years

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* 예뻐서 그래.

AUGUST 24TH, 2017. #4 — because you’re pretty. because you’re pretty, that’s right.

it’s important to sleep on something before you take another look at it, I think. admittedly, not the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had, but I think it’s plenty to look at this with fresh eyes.

I’m trying to think of it as a poem, since that’s what I’m most familiar with. when I pretend it’s just another poem in the sea of works I’ve written for and about you since we met, it doesn’t feel as daunting, but... it’s still a little intimidating. it’s still something new, no matter how similar it is to something that’s second nature to me by now. it’s like... can I say it’s like a chef cooking a new dish for the first time if all I can ‘cook’ is instant noodles? I doubt it.

all that’s really left to do is find a logical order for the verses to go in. I’ve already picked a chorus — a title, too! this... poem? song? whatever it is, is probably still a little messy, though. mostly because I don’t even know what to call it, but also because my feelings are messy, too. I think that has purpose, though. I want it to reflect me; us. if it was perfect, it’d only be you.

this is easily the most nervous I’ve been writing something for you, and you’ll likely never know it’s even for you at all. about you. but I know. every time I hear the word ‘pretty’ now... ah, who am I kidding? I always thought of you before, anyway.

I was going to write all the verses out on separate pieces of paper and then rearrange them in front of me, but that kind of defeats the purpose of writing them in here and locking them up in the box mum gave me. this is supposed to be private, entirely my own until I’m comfortable to share. so instead, I just ripped the corner of the second page turning it back and forth. unfortunate, but I’ll take a slightly torn page over the possible embarrassment of having to explain this mess to you under pressure.

anyway, this is it. I’m writing it out straight away, because I know that if I keep looking at each of the verses, I’ll keep moving them and I’ll never be happy. if I write it down, I won’t want to mess the notebook by scribbling it all out later. besides, when has my gut let me down before?

don’t answer that, haha.

not that you can because this is a notebook, not the real ‘pretty you’... get it? that’s the title! in english, anyway.

sorry. yes. finalised. without further ado...

예뻐서 그래 (pretty you), by won.

although I know I can’t have you, although I know that in the end, this is all my fault. fact is I can’t let you go just yet, because you’re pretty. because you’re pretty, that’s right. no matter who I meet, I end up comparing them to you. even the way we talk slowly grow to resemble one another unknowingly. even if all these were a dream, I can understand it, because you’re pretty. because you’re pretty, that’s right. let’s leave to a faraway place where there’s no one else. hold my hand tight and let’s go, let’s go. to a place where our love can take deep breaths, to that place, to that place, to that place. although we are only looking at each other, although my heart does not intend to cage you up, things get better as time goes by, because you’re pretty. because you’re pretty, that’s right. let’s leave to a faraway place where there’s no one else. hold my hand tight and let’s go, let’s go. to a place where our love can take deep breaths, to that place, to that place, to that place, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go.

I love you! ♥

#wn.journal #wn.solo #♫ pretty you.#( wc; 447 )#( total wc; 1679 )#( soRRY FOR THE SPAM i wanted to post them all together so I didn't accidentally forget to write half of them for 23094 months )

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sunlightwoo · 4 years

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Wild Hearts (15/31)

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I let out a small breath from my lips as I frustratedly paced back and forth in the bathroom, occasionally looking at the mirror and groaning at the sight of my reflection. There wasn’t anything that I disliked about it at the moment, but it was hours before the party was going to start at Joshua’s house and just a day before my birthday.

An unsettling feeling sets in my stomach as I felt a weird instinct knowing that there was a chance of something happening tonight, however I couldn’t put my mind to it as I could only focus on the dress that I was wearing. The outfit itself was too fitting for my liking as it pointed out all of the ‘key points of my figure’ as Soyeon calls it when she bought it for me, and at the very second I was doubting everything, not wanting to leave my bathroom at the time.

“This was a bad idea!”

I looked at myself in the mirror in disbelief once more and took one final look, before hearing a small knock on the door. Assuming that it was Soyeon, I quickly opened the door with adrenaline still running through my veins as I was about to tell her about how wrong this dress was for me, until I was brought to another sight. In place of her presence was actually Jeonghan, who was ready to knock once more, and I watched as his face fell into a look of shock when I looked at him.

“What are you doing here? Where’s Soyeon?” I asked and attempted to look behind him, until I realized that he was still staring at me.

“What?”

“N-Nothing,” He manages to sputter out quickly, collecting himself by clearing his throat and subconsciously licking his lips before looking into my eyes, “You just look really beautiful, Y/N.”

I nodded a bit muttering a small thanks before grabbing my phone from the counter and looked at him with my eyes narrowed at him. Before I could say anything, he holds out his hand for me to take and I give him a look until he motions for me to take it as I hesitantly grabbed his hand, like I used to before. The ways times had changed since then, as the butterflies I would get then didn’t return in this moment now.

“Don’t you dare open your eyes, Princess.” His voice resonates teasingly as I playfully rolled my eyes knowing that they were going to be shut regardless by his hand.

“Not like I was going to anyways, but you do you, Yoon.” I replied walking out of the bathroom lightly patting his chest as I went to go grab my earring.

Just as I was about to look for my keys, someone’s voice cleared from behind me as I turned around to see that he was still here. Before I could say anything, I noticed the keys that he was swinging with ease around his finger were it as a small smirk was on his face probably because he knew that he mentally answered my question.

“I’m your chauffeur for tonight, which means I will be the one to drop you off at the party tonight at Shua’s.” He confidently says grinning as I lightly scoffed letting a small smile appear on my face.

“And what? Soyeon and Josh are suddenly okay with you, again?” I challenged him, folding my arms in front of me until I felt him flick my forehead.

“Only for tonight. They don’t trust Seokmin as much as they used to with me, Princess, and I was the only one available since Boo is busy setting up with them,” He shrugs walking towards the front door until he stops to turn and glance at me, “So are you coming to drink start your birthday, or what?”

I rolled my eyes at his words and nodded while following him out to the familiar car that I used to grow adjusted to while we both were on our way to Joshua’s large house. There were little conversations that were exchanged here and there during the drive, however it still had some sort of awkwardness into it until we made it to the familiar place.

The only difference was that there were lights shooting out of it as the bass was able to be felt from just hundreds of feet away until we got to the front porch.

Music was blasting into every inch of the room as I felt myself slipping away into the night of fun. Deep down, something left a dull ache from a void that needed to be filled, or that something was missing, but I didn’t know what it was. All I could remember for the time being was the two shots I ingested and the amount of people I greeted and thanked for coming to the party itself.

I lingered around the large place for a bit before deciding to head outside to grab some air and take a deep breath after closing the sliding door behind me. Leaning against the balcony railing relaxingly, I stared off into the night with contentment in my body to the point where I didn’t hear the door behind me open, not caring who the person was as long as they didn’t bother me or made any moves. However, something felt different in the atmosphere until they spoke up.

“You look rather ravishing tonight.”

I turned around just slightly to see that it was Seokmin, who was standing beside me in the same clothes I’ve always seen him in, however something felt and seemed different. The moonlight was shining bright, considering it was a full moon, as its light was casting down on his face perfectly. I stood there almost in shock as I stared at him just slightly, trying to not make it seem like I was a creep but it was no use since I was caught anyways.

“You know, if you’re going to stare at me, you might as well take a picture so it would last a while.” I hear him snicker from beside me as I looked at him feigning shock and offense.

“I’ll have you know I wasn’t staring-”

“But you were, Sparky, and I caught you,” He teases and I felt my cheeks heat up because of his words as he winks at me, “It’s cute though, seeing you flustered like this cause of my words and your actions.”

It took me a minute to realize that he was closer to me to the point where we were almost a foot apart from each other, face to face. A loud thumping in my chest was present as I could feel a rush of heat run up into my cheeks again. Just when he was about to move closer towards me, fireworks were set off in the background as I jumped a bit in surprise turning to look at them with adoration filling my heart.

I mentally thanked whoever set them off as my eyes fixated on the illuminated flashes of color that were bursting into the night sky. The heat that was flush in my cheeks began to subside as the rapid pace of my heartbeat began to decrease, however I knew that at one point or another, I would have to come back to the thoughts and act upon them before it could get any further knowing my luck with such situations.

I couldn’t afford to make the same mistake twice, if it were to happen.

The feeling of his gaze on me felt a bit strange, however I could see a little smirk forming on his face from my peripheral vision as I could feel his presence beside mine looking up at the fireworks with me. Neither of us spoke up from there as we continued to watch the fireworks in silence, not knowing what else was needed to be said in the wordless night.

“It’s time for cake!” The familiar voice of Seungkwan’s announced from who knows where in the household as I looked at Seokmin, just as he looked back at me.

“After you, Sparky.” He says gesturing to the household and I stuck my tongue playfully out at him before walking inside before he did.

I went off down the stairway over towards where everybody else gathered in the large kitchen in the back as the loud voices of the crowd began to sing the birthday song in an off-key tune. Laughters erupted throughout the room as the night was beginning to end and start to another start to a refreshing feeling of happiness that was beginning to settle in my stomach once more. It was as if all my troubles and doubts were gone for the time being; postponed.

Voices died down as I looked at the large cake in happiness as I realized that it was coated in my favorite color and being surrounded by the people that I either cared about or didn’t know as much as I would’ve liked to. Glancing around the room, I met the eyes of the people I recognized as a smile was on my face, however there was only one I couldn’t find in the crowd, which made me acknowledge the sudden empty feeling in my stomach.

“Make a wish, Sparky.” I hear someone say from in front of me as I felt someone else’s gaze upon me without even needing to look over to see who it was.

The familiar touch of their hand on my shoulder and the shift of their weight being placed on my shoulder made me smile a bit as that empty feeling in my stomach finally disappeared again. Deciding to subside those familiar feelings from my thoughts, I closed my eyes softly preparing to blow out the candles in front of me and blew them out as I opened my eyes to look at the person beside me with a genuine smile for once as he reciprocated the action.

“Happy 21st birthday, Y/N.”

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