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❛❛in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you❞ ⸺ PARK SUNGHOON

genres! fluff?, angst, celebrity x celebrity, ex-lovers, everything everywhere all at once au

word count! 1380

warnings! mention of breakup, heartbreak

synopsis! in another life, you and park sunghoon are lovers, just not in this one

note! this fic was inspired by a quote from the movie ‘everything everywhere all at once’ also I'm not very good at writing angst because I hate it but I did my best

“Congrats, big shot,” a familiar voice says from behind you, and you can hear the teasing smile in his tone, “actress of the year award, you're in the big leagues now.”

You turn around to face Park Sunghoon, a renowned figure skater and your ex-boyfriend. You haven't seen each other in almost a year but the sight of him still has the same effect on you it did all those years ago.

He's hauntingly beautiful and you're a house of horrors.

You offer a polite smile, but it's bittersweet as if you were greeting death itself.

“Congratulations to you too, you're becoming a bit of an A-list yourself since you won the Olympics.” you quip, and you both know what kind of game you're going to play tonight.

It’s the same one you always play, the one where he pretends you didn’t break his heart and you pretend everything is fine.

Sunghoon smiles at you too, like you're everything he's ever had and everything he's ever lost.

“Maybe we should exchange autographs like middle schoolers trade Pokémon cards,” he says, and you both chuckle.

“Hmm, I have a feeling mines will be more valuable.”

He playfully puts a hand over his heart. “That’s hurtful, y/n, but I can’t deny that it’s also true.”

The gala was still roaring with life when you stepped out for some fresh air, you sat on concrete stairs, not caring if you got your 20,000-dollar dress dirty. You couldn't care about a lot of things lately.

You and Sunghoon had long parted ways, the conversation only lasted about five minutes before you were seated at your respective tables, you didn't see him again after that.

You’ve gotten everything you ever dreamed of at this point in your career, and you accomplished all your goals, in the beginning, it all seemed so impossible, but now that you're here and you've done it, you’re not so sure what's left anymore.

The sound of the door opening catches your attention, a tall, pale figure steps out, dressed in a purely black suit, and you recognize him instantly.

“Following me?” you prop your chin in your palm as your elbow rests on your knee, carrying the weight of your head as you tilt it playfully.

He’s not startled by the suddenness of your voice, which tells you, yes, he was looking for you.

He smiled. “Maybe.”

He sat next to you on the stairs, not caring if his 5,000-dollar suit got dirty, though it wasn't actually because he didn't care about the suit, but because he just wanted to be close to you.

You're both silent for a while, simply appreciating being in each other's presence after so long.

Or maybe it's because you don't know what to say and he has too much to say, so you settle for the piercing silence of unsaid words.

Sunghoon has been silent his whole life, but he promised himself tonight he wouldn't be.

“Was it worth it?”

Ah. There it is.

You think as the corners of your lips curl upward, you knew this question was coming, you sensed it the moment you saw him again.

If he had asked you that a year ago you would’ve said yes, no hesitation, no second thoughts, just a straight-up yes, and you would have meant it too.

Suddenly the silk fabric of your dress starts to itch your skin, your diamond embroidered heels start to hurt your feet, and your pearl jewelry feels too heavy.

In only a single minute, Park Sunghoon has stripped you of your persona, called you out for the fraud you are, and seen the real you.

And he accepted you.

You lie to save your pride, it's a habit of yours that he knows all too well.

He doesn't think you're perfect, but you would never have to be for him to love you.

“Sometimes,” you say.

You don't bother lying, he’ll know.

You had always been a good liar until Sunghoon came into your life.

He gently nods in understanding at your response, “Do you ever think about it? About us?”

With a chuckle, you reply, “Of course I do.”

It's true that sometimes leaving him is worth the life you're living now, but there are fragments of times when you imagine what your life could've been with him.

In another life, you never left Sunghoon, you got married, bought a home together, adopted a dog, and had a child.

On the surface that sounds nice, but in another life, you are a housewife with broken dreams, you bought a home together but it wasn't the one you always dreamed of because you had to compromise with Sunghoon, you adopted a dog but you were never really an animal person, and you had a child but motherhood was never for you.

In another life, you are happy to be a housewife, you and Sunghoon bought your dream home together, you adopted a dog that you both love, you had a child and you are the most loving mother.

In another life, you are not a housewife, you and Sunghoon bought a home even better than your dream home, you adopted a dog but you're more of a cat person, and you never had a child but you always wanted to be a mother.

In another life, you and Sunghoon work from home, you bought a decent home together, and although it's not your dream one, it's good enough, you adopted a cat, and you never had a child but because that's the way you liked things.

In another life, you and Sunghoon are divorced, the home you bought together is just walls and a roof with painful memories, you don't adopt any pets, and you never had a child.

In another life, Sunghoon is a househusband, you don't care about having a dream home because any place is home with him, you adopted a dog and a cat, and you had a child who has everything they could ever want.

In another life, you and Sunghoon are teenagers again falling in love for the very first time, and you have no idea what the future holds for you.

In another life, you and Sunghoon are just a little bit younger than you are now, in the kitchen of your shared apartment, and you are trying to figure out how to do laundry so all your clothes don’t turn blue again and how to properly calculate your taxes so you don’t go to prison for tax fraud.

In another life, you and Sunghoon have grown old together, and you are experts at doing laundry and taxes.

In another life, you are the bottles of salt and pepper on the table of a random diner and things are entirely less complicated.

In another life, you never meet Park Sunghoon.

The possibilities are endless, and the truth is, you never know what will happen in your life, and that's scary, but you hope in another life you learn to accept the bad just as easily as you accept the good.

“What does it look like?” he asks.

“Laundry and taxes,” you shrug.

You both laugh at that.

“What about you?” you ask.

“Taxes and laundry,” he smiles.

You both laugh again.

The party inside is completely forgotten about as you and Sunghoon spend what feels like hours just sitting and talking, until the realization that it’s time to go home dawns on you.

Sunghoon gets up first, holding his hand out for you to take, and you do, but when he helps you to your feet he doesn't let go just yet, instead, he looks into your eyes and you feel his thumb caress your knuckles.

“It was nice to see you again, y/n.”

“It was good to see you again too, Sunghoon.”

He finally lets you go and you already miss his warmth.

He almost walks away but turns to face you one last time.

With a hint of a smile on his lips, he says, “You know, in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.”

And then Park Sunghoon walks out of your life forever, and you let him.

In another life, things didn't end that way.

© 2024 hoonven, all rights reserved. i do not give permission to alter, repost, translate, or plagiarize my works on any platform.

PLAGIARISM NOTICE!!

PLEASE SPREAD REPORT AND BLOCK.

yesterday my mutual haze ( @pockettwinzz ) made a post about a tumblr account @/slutfornikii plagiarizing one of her works. i looked through the latter's account to see if anything else had been plagiarized and then made the decision to confront her in dms telling her that her posts were a copy of my friend and that it would be best for her to take them down and apologize, but her responses were baffling.

HAZE's WORK BESIDES @/slutfornikii 's post.

i quickly realized there was no use talking to someone who was not willing to admit to their mistakes. it also gave me the impression that this person is not mature enough to be a twenty year old adult as she claims.

moreover, her grammar skills from her texts clearly show that she does not have the level of writing skills (in english) to be able to write what she claims is her own and not copied. (the text screenshots are at the end)

today i looked through her account again to see if she had taken things down but to my dismay she has further copied another one of my mutuals jiah (@okwonyo) and another author i believe for the other post she has. if anyone knows who it belongs to please inform them!!

JIAH'S WORK BESIDES @/slutfornikii 's post.

THE TEXTS.

SHE ALSO CLAIMS THIS TO BE HER PHOTO, and you can clearly find this on pinterest.. it is baffling that she's doing everything even faking an identity (?)

tagging some mutuals, @boyfhee @jungqkook @pprodsuga @jaylaxies @sserasin @fakeuwus @hooniehon @glitterjay @lilyuwon @stwrjvke @gardenwons @wonlvkay @alvojake @lheebra @eeunoia @diorsyun @intromortal @tyunni @riftanswhore @hoes4hoseok @cornenhapovs @lilmashae

attention enhablr! please read!

Hey guys, I just wanted to say while I don't think my moot is in the wrong for posting this, I genuinely do believe that there’s a right way to respond to this. No matter how wrong this situation is I wholeheartedly believe we have to approach this with compassion, especially as adults.

I've already seen some blogs poke fun at and bash Riddhi, it's quite disappointing to see this kind of behavior from adults, please do better. Unfortunately, the reality of the situation is that Riddhi probably will receive hate despite being asked not to do that in the initial post, but I truly hope that won't be the case which is the reason why I am making this post in the first place.

Please keep in mind that Riddhi is not just an account on the screen of your phone, she is a real child, and she has feelings. She is someone’s daughter, granddaughter, niece, cousin, she could be someone’s sister, but most importantly Riddhi is a human being.

Riddhi is just a child so please, for the sake of your own morality and the mental well-being of a child, let’s all approach her with kindness.

tagging some moots, sorry I hope you guys don't mind: @en-ternity @jebetwo @neos127 @pprodsuga @karinasbaby @yeonzzzn @jennaissantes @eumppattv @elix8r @hanverse @st4rwon @heesuncore @mahalkheeta @jungkit @junnieverse @bamnamuu @heelcvr @luvn1n1 @jakeyuni @loserlvrss @sjyuns

Hello everyone. So I wanted to talk about something a bit serious here and that is regarding the matter of the age of tumblr user/writer @/deluluriddhi.

Riddhi, who claims to be 21 on Tumblr, is, in fact still a minor in real life, 12 to be exact. Riddhi has told me about this matter through our dms. I've known about this for a little while and the reason why I’m only speaking up about it now is because I’ve felt conflicted about the situation and of the pressure piling up on my shoulders. I truly apologise for not speaking up about this earlier and i feel disgusted with myself that I couldn't bring myself to do it, but I believe that this is what is right.

Some of my mutuals who also know about Riddhi's age (I will not say who they are to protect their privacy) agree that Riddhi shouldn't be interacting with our NSFW blogs. Yes, you can be a minor and be on Tumblr and interact with sfw posts but posting NSFW links and content, interacting with NSFW content and lying about your age is far too much.

Riddhi has claimed to almost every person, including me, who she had trusted her secret with that they were the only ones who knew about her secret , yet accused multiple mutuals of “exposing her age” to me per anon message.

I have proof too. Some of my mutuals (again not telling you who they are because privacy) has sent me the texts of when Riddhi told them about her true age. I also recently received an anon ask about this matter.

Please do not give any hate to Riddhi. I get it she's done something which is highly looked down upon in tumble but a part of me still believes she doesn't need to receive hate.

Tagging some moots: @heeliopheelia @angel1kisses @junnieverse @hoonven @chlorinecake @candewlsy @haecien @amazzwon @jaeyunluvr @mxxninthesky @666booklover @heeslut4life @alvojake @wonlvkay @wondipity @moon7jay @lilyuwon @heelvstdd @markmyheartz @hoes4hoseok @sunghoonsgff @sungvrhs @pockettwinzz @hoondrop