Oblivious. . .
Paring: Yeonjun x Oblivious Reader
Warning: none
Style: fluff, comedy, oblivious and innocent reader, romance, friendship
Word count: 5.515
"Yeonjun, look at this!" Y/N exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement over a simple street performer they'd stumbled upon. Her enthusiasm for life's simple pleasures never ceased to amaze him.
He smiled, watching her with a warmth that only she could evoke. "You find joy in everything, don't you?" he remarked, not just referring to the performer but to the essence of Y/N herself.
She turned to him, her smile unwavering. "Why not? Life's too short to not enjoy the little things. Besides, I get to enjoy them with you."
Yeonjun's heart fluttered at her words, yet a part of him ached, wondering if she'd ever see him in a different light. Despite the frustration her obliviousness sometimes caused, he found it endearing, choosing to let her be her wonderfully carefree self. Their unique dynamics often led to confused and questioning looks from friends and bandmates.
To outsiders, their interactions seemed to blur the lines between friendship and something more. They cuddled, shared kisses on the lips, and held hands—gestures typically reserved for couples.
One afternoon, while hanging out with their closest friends, Wooyoung and Chanbin, a moment unfolded that left everyone but Y/N contemplating the nature of their relationship.
As Y/N leaned in to give Yeonjun a peck on the lips—a gesture that had become a casual expression of her affection—Wooyoung's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Chanbin, equally shocked, turned to Wooyoung, his eyes wide.
"Are you guys sure you're just friends?" Wooyoung couldn't help but ask, the disbelief evident in his voice.
Y/N laughed, a sound as light and carefree as her personality. "Of course! Yeonjun is my best friend. Aren't friends supposed to show love and care for each other?"
Chanbin exchanged a look with Wooyoung, both of them dumbfounded. "Yeah, but not usually with a kiss on the lips," Chanbin muttered, still trying to wrap his head around their relationship.
Yeonjun, caught between embarrassment and the rapid pounding of his heart, could only offer a shy smile. Despite the confusion, the warmth and happiness he felt whenever Y/N was around kept his spirits high.
Later, as they walked along the riverbank, Wooyoung nudged Yeonjun gently.
"You know, it's okay to want more," he said, his tone soft, understanding the unspoken feelings his friend harbored.
Yeonjun let out a sigh, his gaze fixed on the water's surface. "I know, but I can't force her to see something she doesn't. Besides, I cherish what we have. I'm afraid of ruining it."
Chanbin, joining the conversation, added, "But don't you think she might actually feel the same and just doesn't know how to express it? I mean, the way she looks at you, it's not just any friend's look."
Yeonjun considered his words, the possibility stirring a flicker of hope within him. Yet, the fear of misinterpreting their friendship and the potential fallout kept him hesitant.
As the day turned to evening, the group found themselves at a cozy café, the warmth of the ambiance contrasting the cool air outside. Y/N sat next to Yeonjun, her head resting on his shoulder as they all shared stories and laughed over past memories.
It was moments like these that Yeonjun cherished the most—the simplicity, the laughter, and the undeniable connection he felt with Y/N. Yet, a part of him longed for her to understand the depth of his feelings, to see beyond the bounds of friendship.
"Hey, Yeonjun," Y/N whispered, drawing his attention away from the conversation. "You know, I really appreciate you being in my life. You make everything brighter."
Her words, sincere and heartfelt, caused his heart to skip a beat. "Y/N, you have no idea how much that means to me," he replied, his voice laden with emotion.
The evening wore on, filled with more laughter and shared glances between Yeonjun and Y/N. Their friends couldn't help but marvel at the bond between them, a bond that seemed to transcend the usual definitions of friendship. A few days later, the usual buzz of the HYBE cafeteria was complemented by a gathering that seemed to blur the lines between several groups under the HYBE labels and beyond. There, amidst the laughter and chatter, sat TXT, along with Y/N, who had managed to forge close bonds with not only TXT but also members from Le Sserafim, NewJeans, ENHYPEN, and even Seventeen.
Y/N's easygoing and bubbly nature had endeared her to many, including Le Sserafim's YunJin and Sakura, NewJeans' Daniel, ENHYPEN's Jay and Jake, and Seventeen's Vernon and Mingyu. Today, they were all congregated around a large table, the air filled with the warmth of friendship and the occasional tease.
Sakura, always observant, caught the subtle yet intimate gesture of Y/N's hand finding its way into Yeonjun's.
She couldn't help but nudge YunJin beside her, motioning towards the pair with a curious glance. "Look," she whispered, "do you think...?"
YunJin, who had been watching the duo for a while now, understood immediately. "Oh, that? Y/N does that all the time with Yeonjun. It's their thing, I guess," she explained, though her eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement.
Before Sakura could probe further, Jay and Jake arrived, greeting everyone with their characteristic enthusiasm. "Hey, everyone!" Jay called out, sliding into a seat next to Yeonjun, while Jake found a spot beside Y/N.
The conversation picked up seamlessly, a blend of updates, jokes, and the kind of light-hearted teasing that only close friends could get away with. Jay, with a mischievous grin, couldn't resist a jab at Yeonjun. "So, Yeonjun, still Y/N's favorite friend, huh?"
Y/N, bubbling with her usual vivacity, chimed in without a beat. "Of course! Yeonjun's my favorite 'boyfriend'!" she declared, her words innocent but loaded with unintended meaning.
The statement caught Yeonjun completely off-guard, causing him to choke on his drink. The sudden commotion sent ripples of confusion and laughter around the table.
Sakura, seizing the moment, leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. "So, have you two finally made it official?" she asked, her eyes darting between Yeonjun and Y/N.
YunJin, barely containing her laughter, watched the scene unfold with glee. "Official? What do you mean?" Y/N asked, genuinely perplexed by the question.
Sakura, momentarily at a loss for words, clarified, "Officially girlfriend and boyfriend."
Y/N paused, her brows knitting in thought before responding with a logic only she could muster. "I guess so... Yeonjun is a boy, and he's my friend, so..." Her response, sincere yet hilariously missing the mark, prompted a collective mental facepalm from everyone at the table—everyone, that is, except Yeonjun.
YunJin, unable to hold back any longer, giggled. "Please, Y/N, never lose your innocence," she said, her laughter infectious.
The conversation drew the attention of TXT's Hueningkai and Beomgyu, who had been engaged in their own discussion. Hueningkai, amused by the exchange, turned to Beomgyu, remarking, "How dense can you get?"
His comment, though whispered, didn't escape Yeonjun's ears. Yeonjun shot Hueningkai a glare, protective of Y/N even in the face of jest. Hueningkai, catching the look, offered an apologetic smile, raising his hands in a gesture of peace.
The table erupted into laughter, the mix of misunderstandings and affections painting a vivid picture of their friendship. As the laughter subsided, conversations resumed, flowing from topic to topic, with occasional teasing jabs directed at Yeonjun and Y/N's unique relationship.
Y/N, blissfully unaware of the implications of her words, continued to engage with everyone, her cheerfulness and warmth drawing people in. Yeonjun, despite the occasional frustration, couldn't help but smile at her side, his affection for her deepening with every passing moment.
As the afternoon waned and the group began to disperse, promises of future gatherings were exchanged, each member heading back to their respective schedules. Yeonjun and Y/N lingered for a moment, their hands still intertwined, a silent testament to the inexplicable bond they shared.
"Yeonjun, today was fun, wasn't it?" Y/N asked, her gaze softening as she looked up at him.
Yeonjun's heart was a mix of hope and apprehension as he agreed with Y/N's sentiment, "Yes, it was. And you should know, Y/N, you're my favorite person in the world."
Her smile was like dawn breaking, warm and inviting. "Yeonjun, that's so sweet. You're my favorite person too!" Her laughter, light and carefree, filled the air between them.
He leaned in, a soft kiss on her forehead sealing his unspoken words, watching as she turned to leave, her steps light, her spirit untethered. Yet, as she disappeared from view, Yeonjun felt the weight of his unvoiced feelings heavier than ever.
Later, in the echo of the dance room, surrounded by the TXT members, it was Soobin who broke the silence. "Yeonjun, man, you've got to tell Y/N how you feel. It's now or never."
Yeonjun exhaled a tired laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "You think I haven't tried? But every gesture, every kiss, she sees it as... just friendship. Or at least, I think so. It's like deciphering a complex code."
Beomgyu leaned in with a knowing look. "But have you tried being straightforward? Like, really laying your heart out there?"
Yeonjun shook his head, a mix of frustration and fondness in his eyes. "It feels like I've tried everything short of hiring a skywriter."
Hueningkai, ever the optimist, piped up, "Why not just say 'I love you'? Sometimes, simplicity is key."
Sighing, Yeonjun mulled over the suggestion. "Being blunt... I suppose it could work. But with Y/N, I worry it'll just bounce off her like everything else. Does she even see me as more than a friend?"
It was Taehyun who offered a new perspective, his voice calm and thoughtful. "But think about it, Yeonjun. The way you two are together—the kisses, the cuddling, holding hands. Doesn't that already say more than words could?"
The mention brought a flush to Yeonjun's cheeks, his mind replaying the recent incident where Y/N had kissed him on the lips in front of Wooyoung and Chanbin. "You're right... We do act like more than just friends. It's just... hard to admit it out loud."
Time had woven a complex tapestry of emotions and unspoken truths between Yeonjun and Y/N. Their friendship, deep and unyielding, was a source of joy and, at times, quiet longing—for Yeonjun, at least. Y/N, in her ever-buoyant and cheerful manner, seemed blissfully unaware of the romantic undercurrents that had begun to stir in Yeonjun's heart. She cherished the moments they shared, the laughter, the conversations, and the comfort of his presence, seemingly oblivious to the depth of Yeonjun's feelings for her.
On a seemingly ordinary day, Yeonjun found himself in the company of Y/N, Wooyoung, and Chanbin, navigating the aisles of a local store. Y/N had insisted they accompany her on a quest for new makeup, a task they all approached with varying degrees of enthusiasm.
As they perused the makeup aisle, Yeonjun couldn't help but admire Y/N's excitement over the colorful arrays of products, her eyes shining with each new discovery. It was in these simple moments that his feelings for her seemed to grow even more profound.
Their peaceful exploration was soon interrupted by a group of girls who recognized them as idols. The girls wasted no time, approaching with bold smiles and flirtatious greetings, clearly interested in catching the boys' attention.
"Hey, aren't you Yeonjun from TXT?" one of the girls exclaimed, her voice laced with excitement.
Wooyoung nudged Yeonjun, whispering with a smirk, "Looks like you've got some fans."
Yeonjun offered a polite, albeit strained, smile. "Yes, that's me. It's nice to meet you."
The girls giggled amongst themselves, stepping closer, their intentions clear as they began to flirt more openly. "We're huge fans! It's so amazing to see you here. Are you shopping for anything special?" another girl chimed in, her gaze lingering on Yeonjun.
Chanbin, ever the observer, leaned in towards Yeonjun, muttering under his breath, "Seems like you've caught their eye, man. How are you going to handle this?"
Yeonjun, feeling increasingly uncomfortable, was about to respond when he noticed Y/N's frustration growing. She had been searching for a particular foundation, only to find it was not in stock.
"Oh, this is just perfect," Y/N sighed loudly, her disappointment cutting through the tension. "They don't have the one foundation I came here for."
In a moment that seemed to stretch, Y/N turned, her attention solely on Yeonjun, completely oblivious to the girls vying for his attention. With a pout that could only be described as endearing, she stepped directly between Yeonjun and the flirtatious group, wrapping her arms around him in a gesture of comfort-seeking.
Yeonjun, used to Y/N's displays of affection but still momentarily taken aback by her timing, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, instinctively protective.
"Let's try another store after this," he suggested, his tone calm but firm, a silent message to the girls that his attention was solely on Y/N.
Y/N, still clinging to Yeonjun, nodded, her earlier disappointment forgotten in the warmth of his gesture. "Yeah, let's do that. I really want to try that new line everyone's been talking about."
The girls, suddenly realizing their presence was hardly acknowledged, exchanged awkward glances. One of them attempted to salvage the situation. "Um, so, Yeonjun, maybe we could get a picture with you?"
Yeonjun, ever the gentleman, was about to agree when Y/N, still clinging to him, looked up with a mix of confusion and curiosity. "A picture? Oh, are you fans? That's sweet, but we're kind of in the middle of something here."
Wooyoung, unable to contain his amusement, burst out laughing. "Y/N, always straight to the point."
Chanbin joined in, adding, "Yeah, sorry, but we're on a mission for makeup here. Maybe another time?"
The girls, now clearly feeling out of place, mumbled their apologies and goodbyes, quickly retreating.
Once they were alone again, Y/N looked up at Yeonjun with those innocent eyes of hers. "Were they bothering you? I swear, some people just don't understand personal space."
Yeonjun chuckled, the irony of her statement not lost on him. "You're one to talk about personal space," he teased, his heart still racing from their close encounter.
Y/N pouted again, this time in mock offense. "Hey! That's different. I'm your friend. Plus, you know you love my hugs."
Wooyoung, ever the instigator, piped up, "Yeah, Yeonjun, you do seem to enjoy Y/N's... personal space invasions."
Chanbin laughed, nudging Yeonjun playfully. "I think we all know Yeonjun wouldn't have it any other way."
Yeonjun's heart fluttered under Y/N's innocent grip on his arm as they left the store, his cheeks still holding a hint of pink from the earlier encounter. They made their way out, Y/N chatting animatedly about the beauty products she had managed to find, even if the foundation she wanted wasn't among them. Yeonjun could only smile at her enthusiasm, captivated by her spirit.
"Even without the foundation, today was a success, don't you think?" Y/N beamed, her eyes sparkling with contentment.
"Absolutely," Yeonjun agreed, his voice warm. "Seeing you happy makes any day a success for me."
Y/N laughed, her head tilting slightly. "You're such a sweetheart, Yeonjun. What would I do without you?"
Their conversation was filled with laughter and gentle teasing, a perfect moment of friendship—or perhaps something more, at least in Yeonjun's hopeful heart.
The following weekend brought another adventure, this time with the rest of TXT at a bustling arcade. Amidst the sounds of games and the vibrant lights, Y/N caught the attention of a guy who clearly found her attractive.
Her beauty wasn't something Yeonjun or anyone could deny, but her response to the guy's advances was unexpectedly comical.
At first, Y/N's confusion was evident. She politely apologized to the guy, mistaking his flirtatious intentions for a misunderstanding about her being an arcade employee.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't work here. Can I help you find someone who does?" she asked, her innocence on full display.
The guy, momentarily taken aback, couldn't help but laugh, finding her response endearing. "No, no, I didn't think you worked here. I just thought you were really pretty and wanted to talk to you," he explained, attempting to clarify his intentions.
From a distance, Yeonjun and the rest of TXT watched, ready to intervene if necessary but also amused by the unfolding scene. Beomgyu, in particular, couldn't contain his laughter when Y/N continued to miss the guy's cues.
"Is there a game you recommend, then?" Y/N asked, genuinely trying to be helpful, misunderstanding his intentions once again.
Beomgyu snorted with laughter, covering his mouth too late to muffle the sound, drawing curious glances from nearby arcade-goers.
Finally, feeling slightly overwhelmed by the situation, Y/N glanced around for Yeonjun, her expression a mix of confusion and a hint of distress. Spotting him, she made her way over, gripping his sleeve tightly.
"Yeonjun, this guy was asking me something, but I don't understand what he means," she said, her brows furrowed in confusion.
Yeonjun, trying to mask his amusement with a soft chuckle, turned to the guy, who looked utterly baffled by now. "She's not quite catching what you're throwing," Yeonjun explained gently. "He was trying to flirt with you, Y/N."
Y/N's eyes widened in realization, turning back to the guy. "Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't understand. But I should tell you, I'm not available," she said, her statement sending a wave of shock through Yeonjun and the rest of TXT.
The guy, now understanding the situation, nodded respectfully. "No worries, it was nice talking to you anyway," he said before walking away, leaving a puzzled group behind.
"What did you mean by 'not available'?" Taehyun asked, echoing the question in everyone's minds.
Y/N glanced at Yeonjun, then back at the boys, her cheeks tinting with a soft blush. "Well, I mean, I spend all my time with Yeonjun and you guys. I don't really think about dating," she explained, her voice filled with a sincerity that only added to her charm.
The boys exchanged looks, their expressions a mix of amusement and disbelief. Yeonjun, in particular, felt a complex blend of emotions. Her words hinted at a special place he held in her life, but her obliviousness to his deeper feelings remained a gentle torment.
"We told you, Yeonjun, you're her default boyfriend," Hueningkai teased, earning an elbow nudge from Yeonjun.
"Default or not, I'm just happy to be by her side," Yeonjun replied, his gaze softening as he looked at Y/N. Her presence, her innocence, and her unknowing hold over his heart—it was all bewildering yet utterly irreplaceable.
Y/N smiled, oblivious to the deeper currents running through Yeonjun's words. "Let's just enjoy the day, okay? Who's up for a game challenge?"
As they moved on to the next game, Yeonjun's thoughts lingered on Y/N's declaration of being 'not available.' In her innocence and obliviousness, she had unknowingly affirmed the special bond. The scene was set for another casual hangout with Wooyoung and Chanbin at a cozy little café, the aroma of coffee blending with the chatter of patrons. Yeonjun, amidst the warmth of friendship and laughter, decided it was time to take another shot at confessing his feelings to Y/N. He had tried so many times before, each attempt somehow gliding over her head, lost in translation. But today, he felt a renewed sense of determination. Perhaps, just perhaps, his words would finally reach her.
As they sat down, Yeonjun stole glances at Y/N, her joy infectious, lighting up the room. Taking a deep breath, he leaned closer, catching her attention.
"Y/N, you know we've been friends for so long, right?" Yeonjun started, his voice slightly shaky.
Y/N looked at him, nodding with a bright smile, "Of course, Yeonjun! You're like, my favorite person in the world!"
Encouraged by her warmth, Yeonjun continued, "Well, I've been thinking... and I realize that what I feel for you... it's more than just friendship."
Y/N's smile wavered, confusion flickering in her eyes. "More than friends? Yeonjun, I feel something more too, you're my bested friend," she replied, her innocence beaming through.
Before he could clarify, she pecked his lips quickly, a gesture of affection she saw as entirely platonic. "Be right back, just going to the restroom," she announced, leaving a stunned Yeonjun behind.
Wooyoung and Chanbin, who had been watching the exchange with bated breath, erupted into laughter. "Man, you were so direct this time, and she still missed it!" Wooyoung managed between wheezes.
Yeonjun sighed, a bittersweet smile on his face. "I thought being blunt would do it. But it's like... it's like she's in her own world."
Chanbin leaned in, trying to offer some consolation. "It's just Y/N being Y/N, you know? But dude, that was a solid confession. How she twisted it to 'bested friend' is beyond me."
Yeonjun recounted the recent arcade incident to them, sharing how a guy had tried flirting with Y/N, and her utterly oblivious response was to declare herself 'not available' without realizing the context. "I mean, what does she think 'not available' means in that sense? It's like she's only seeing what she wants to," he mused, puzzled.
Wooyoung, wiping away tears of laughter, suggested, "Have you considered writing it down for her? Like, maybe if she sees the words, it'll sink in?"
Chanbin nodded in agreement, "Or maybe it's about showing her in a way she can't misunderstand. Like, not just saying 'I like you,' but really spelling it out for her."
Yeonjun pondered their advice, the gears turning in his head. "Maybe you're right. I need to find a way that breaks through her... unique perspective."
As Y/N slid back into her seat, her eyes sparkling with the residual joy of whatever had caught her interest in the restroom, the mood at the table subtly shifted. Yeonjun, gathering his courage, decided it was now or never.
He reached out, gently taking her hand, causing a ripple of silence to cascade over their little group. "Y/N, listen. I need to explain something to you," he began, his voice laced with an earnestness that drew her full attention.
"Okay, I'm all ears," she responded, her cheerful demeanor clouding over with a hint of curiosity at the serious tone in his voice.
Yeonjun inhaled deeply, searching for the right words. "You know when people 'like' each other, right? Not just as friends, but... more than that. Like couples do?"
Y/N tilted her head, her brows knitting together in thought. "Yeah, I've heard about that. It's like in the movies, right? When people fall in love?"
"That's exactly it," Yeonjun affirmed, a spark of hope flickering in his eyes. "And, well, couples do things together. Things like holding hands, kissing, and cuddling."
"But Yeonjun, we do all of that already," she pointed out, genuinely puzzled, glancing between him and the other guys for some sort of clarification.
Wooyoung and Chanbin exchanged looks, their expressions a mix of disbelief and suppressed laughter, both men mentally facepalming at the situation unfolding before them.
"Yeah, but those things are meant to express feelings... feelings beyond friendship," Yeonjun pressed on, trying to keep the frustration from seeping into his voice.
Y/N's face lit up with a dawning realization, only to be immediately followed by confusion. "But doesn't doing those things make us a couple, then?" she asked, her voice laced with innocence.
Yeonjun sighed, his patience waning. "In a way, yes. But only if both people understand and agree that's what they are to each other."
Chanbin, unable to resist, chimed in with a chuckle. "And usually, they both know they're in a relationship because they talk about it and agree on it, Y/N."
Wooyoung, ever the joker, added, "Yeah, it's not like you accidentally trip and fall into being someone's girlfriend."
Y/N laughed, missing the sarcasm. "That would be silly, wouldn't it? But... I guess I never thought about it like that. We do all these couple things, huh?"
Yeonjun nodded, feeling a mixture of hope and desperation. "Exactly. And, Y/N, the thing is... my feelings for you are exactly like that. More than friends."
Her eyes widened, and for a moment, there was a hint of understanding, a brief flicker that perhaps this time she got it. "So... you're saying you 'like' like me?"
"Yes! Exactly that!" Yeonjun exclaimed, a wave of relief washing over him.
But then, Y/N tilted her head, the confusion returning. "But we're already doing everything a couple does. So, what changes?"
Wooyoung facepalmed visibly this time. "Y/N, it's about acknowledging those feelings. Saying out loud, 'Hey, I like you more than a friend, and I want to be your boyfriend.'"
Y/N pondered for a moment, her gaze flitting between Yeonjun's hopeful eyes and the other two's amused expressions. "So... if I say I 'like' like you too, Yeonjun, we become official? Like, an actual couple?"
Yeonjun's heart leaped. "Yes, that's exactly it!"
She chewed on her lip, considering. "But I already feel happy and my heart beats really fast when I'm with you. I thought that was just what friendship feels like."
Chanbin laughed, shaking his head. "No, Y/N, that's what liking someone feels like. Your heart beating fast, feeling happy just being with them—that's more than friendship."
Wooyoung leaned forward, adding his own insight. "Think about it. Why do you think your heart beats faster with Yeonjun and not with us?"
Y/N looked at Yeonjun, her expression softening. "Is that why you've been trying to tell me all this time?"
Yeonjun nodded, his voice gentle. "Yes. Because I feel the same way. My heart races too, Y/N, every single time I'm with you."
The table fell into a comfortable silence, Y/N pondering the newfound revelation about her own feelings. Her cluelessness had masked a deeper, unexplored affection for Yeonjun, one that she was only now beginning to acknowledge.
"So," she began, hesitantly, "if we both feel this way, does that mean... we can try being...more than friends? More than best friends? Like, officially?" Y/N's voice was laced with a newfound curiosity, her eyes searching Yeonjun's for confirmation.
Yeonjun's heart felt like it was about to burst with joy. "Yes, Y/N, that's exactly what it means. We can try being a couple, see how it goes."
A smile slowly spread across Y/N's face, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "I... I would like that. I mean, I already enjoy spending all my time with you. So, trying this... it feels right."
Wooyoung let out a whoop from across the table, "Finally! You two figuring it out is the best plot twist ever!"
Chanbin clapped Yeonjun on the back, "Man, I'm so happy for you guys. This has been a very long time coming."
The atmosphere at the table was electric with excitement and relief. The weight of years of unspoken feelings seemed to lift off Yeonjun's shoulders, leaving him feeling light and hopeful.
"So, what now?" Y/N asked, her voice a soft murmur, almost drowned out by the bustling cafe around them.
"Now, we go on our first official date," Yeonjun suggested, his eyes twinkling. "How about tomorrow? We could do something simple, just enjoy the day together."
"That sounds perfect," Y/N replied, her smile radiant. "It's a date then."
The afternoon at the café had been one for the memory books, with Wooyoung and Chanbin throwing out wild ideas for Yeonjun and Y/N's first official date. "How about bungee jumping? Nothing says 'I love you' like plummeting towards the earth at high speed," Wooyoung suggested with a straight face.
Chanbin nodded sagely, "Or an escape room! You can figure out if you're truly compatible by whether you get out or not."
Yeonjun chuckled, shaking his head, "I think we'll stick to the botanical gardens. It's more our speed."
Y/N agreed, her hand finding Yeonjun's under the table. "Yeah, and then we can have dinner at that café we both love. It sounds perfect."
As they left the café, Yeonjun couldn't help but feel a mix of elation and nerves. Taking Y/N's hand felt like the most natural thing in the world, yet it sent waves of excitement through him. "I can't believe we're doing this," he murmured, his thumb gently stroking her hand.
Y/N smiled up at him, "I'm really looking forward to it. It's like a new chapter for us."
Yeonjun's revelation to the rest of TXT that he'd finally shared his feelings with Y/N—and that they were reciprocated—was met with a collective sigh of relief and cheer. The journey had been long, marked by patience and a few misunderstandings, but it was worth every moment.
The weeks that followed was a whirlwind for TXT, with back-to-back dance practices in preparation for their comeback. Despite the exhaustion, Yeonjun couldn't help but look forward to seeing Y/N, who had promised to stop by after her own practice.
When she arrived, her presence was like a breath of fresh air, instantly lifting the mood in the room. She walked straight over to Yeonjun, wrapping him in a tight hug which he gladly returned. The kiss she planted on his lips was now filled with a new understanding and affection, sending his heart racing.
After practice, the fatigue from the day's efforts weighed heavily on the members of TXT, but Y/N's approach, wrapping her arms around Yeonjun once again, dispelled any remnants of tiredness.
In a moment that felt both surprising and entirely natural, Y/N whispered "I love you" to Yeonjun. It was a confession she'd never made before, yet it sounded as if it had always been meant to be said.
Yeonjun pulled back slightly, his eyes wide with surprise and joy. "You...what?"
"I said I love you. Is that wrong?" Y/N asked, her innocence shining through despite the profoundness of her admission.
"No... No, there's absolutely nothing wrong with that," Yeonjun managed to say, his voice filled with emotion. He glanced at his bandmates, who were staring in disbelief, not having expected such a confession so soon.
Y/N continued, her voice soft and earnest, "It's just...now that I finally realized what we were doing was more romantic than friendship, and back at the arcade, when I told that guy I wasn't available because of you. Then our first date turning into two dates and so on. I love you."
Yeonjun's heart felt like it could burst with happiness, the hearts in his eyes growing more than they ever had before. He lifted Y/N into his arms, pulling her into a deep, loving kiss. It was longer and more passionate than any kiss they'd shared before, a true expression of the love they now openly acknowledged for each other.
"I love you too, Y/N," Yeonjun whispered against her lips, his voice thick with emotion.
Around them, the practice room erupted into cheers and applause from TXT, who had been silently rooting for their relationship from the sidelines.
"So, when's the wedding?" Hueningkai teased, earning himself an elbow in the ribs from Soobin.
"Let them enjoy the moment," Soobin said, though he couldn't hide his smile.
Yeonjun set Y/N down, keeping her close. "I guess we're really doing this, huh?" he said, a broad smile on his face.
Y/N nodded, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "Yes, we are. And I wouldn't want it any other way."
As the group started to gather their things, the conversation turned to plans for the evening, with everyone excitedly throwing out suggestions for how to celebrate the new couple's declaration of love.
"How about we all go out for dinner? My treat," Beomgyu offered, eager to celebrate his friends' newfound happiness.
"That sounds great," Y/N agreed, her smile never fading.
As they left the practice room together, the weight of the day's rehearsals forgotten, Yeonjun and Y/N walked side by side, their hands intertwined. The future was uncertain, filled with both challenges and joys, but they were ready to face it together, their love a steady beacon guiding their way.
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