We Lost The Summer

We lost the summer

Chapter 0010: ‘Friends again’

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SYNOPSIS: When you met Choi Daniel, you didn't think that you would fall for him. The little boy you met when both nine, what you thought was a harmless crush turned into your first heartbreak when he decided to move back to South Korea without telling you.

A couple of years later you debuted as a soloist when your single ‘Danny’ goes viral. It happens to also reach the person that it was about Choi Daniel also known as a member of TXT Choi Yeonjun. Your u ex-crush.

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TWENTY-THREE / flowers

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THE SECOND YOUR DOOR CLOSED, the same sadness you hadn’t been able to get rid of all day returned and rammed into you like a truck. It was easier when your friends were there with you, to keep you company and distract you from everything, but the moment they were gone, you were left alone to deal with the sick feeling in your stomach.

You knew you sounded ridiculous. Getting this upset over a guy you’d hardly even spoken to in the last few years, over a guy you’d only ever pined over from afar, it was all very crazy sounding. But, that was just looking at your relationship with Yeonjun from a surface level. If you looked at it on a deeper level, your sadness that may have looked childish before might start to make more sense.

It’s funny, really. When you first met Yeonjun, when Beomgyu first introduced you to his older, richer friend, you were not a fan of him. The first day you’d met him, the first thing he said was, “Sorry I’m late, fencing classes ran longer than I thought!”, and that was enough to convince you that Choi Yeonjun was nothing more than a shallow, spoiled daddy’s boy. That was the day you learned not to judge a book by its cover. 

You didn’t see him that often, but every time you did, you slowly started to see that there was more to Choi Yeonjun than meets the eye. He was nice, like, really nice. The kind of nice that made you think maybe men weren’t completely doomed. He was also really funny, and one of the only people in your group of friends besides Beomgyu that could make your stomach hurt from laughing. The thing you started to like most about Yeonjun, though, was how much he cared for those around him.

Most people wouldn’t have noticed unless they looked hard enough, but you definitely noticed. In an offhand comment, Beomgyu mentioned how he’d always wanted a Tamagotchi when he was younger, and seven months later, Yeonjun gave him one for his birthday. When Soobin would start rambling on about whatever anime he was watching as of late, Yeonjun would pretend to be annoyed by the subject, but he still listened nonetheless. Yeonjun was, overall, a good guy.

Your crush didn’t start, however, until your senior year of high school.

Graduation was quickly approaching, and as the year was coming to an end, so was your time in band. Playing the flute was a random little thing you had picked up in middle school, and followed through into your high school years. Even though you never had any plans of pursuing it, the fact that it was all coming to an end was very bittersweet. 

So, there you were, at your final recital where you would say goodbye to band forever. You, Beomgyu and Jeongin were hiding behind the stage’s curtains and poking your heads out to get a good look at your audience. Sieun and Heeseung were there, which was unsurprising but sweet nonetheless. Beomgyu’s brother had shown up, and a few of Jeongin’s other friends, but none of that was surprising.

What was surprising was the fact that Choi Yeonjun was there. Choi Yeonjun, who had graduated a few years prior, and definitely had a million things going on had made the time to come to your recital. You weren’t sure why your face grew hot when Beomgyu pointed him out in the audience, and even though he was all the way in the back with Soobin, you were still able to make out his face in the darkness.

Once the performance was over, you, Jeongin and Beomgyu practically ran off the stage and into the hallway where you could greet everyone who came to see you. Sieun must have read your mind, racing ahead of all of the rest of the audience and wrapping you into a hug with so much force you nearly fell over onto the hallway floor. Heeseung wasn’t far behind, reluctantly complimenting you and surprisingly he didn’t fight you when you gave him a hug to say thank you.

Your crush on Choi Yeonjun started when you pulled away from the hug and saw him standing a few feet away with a great big bouquet and a warm smile etched into his lips. Once you’d finished catching up with your friends and trying not to melt under the swarm of compliments, it was finally time for you to address the elephant in the room. You found yourself shy around him, waiting patiently for him to approach you, because how embarrassing would it be if you found out the flowers weren’t for you.

“Hi.” He greeted you with a soft smile, appearing in front of you. 

Heat erupted in your face. “Hi…” You said slowly.

“Um, here, these are for you.” He held the bouquet out towards you, and you could feel your eyes grow the size of saucers.

“For me? Why?” You asked him, and hesitantly took the flowers from him.

He shrugged. “I just thought, you know… It’s your last performance, and that means you deserve to have some flowers, right?” He gave you that cute, cheesy grin that he always wore, only this time you felt your stomach flip at the sight. “You did really good, by the way.” It was in that moment, when you raised the flowers to your nose to give them a sniff, and your gaze met his own, that you realized you were in trouble.

Of course, the moment was ruined by Beomgyu butting his way in and demanding to know why he didn’t get any flowers, and started to argue with the older boy. But, you clung onto those flowers for the rest of the night, even when you took the picture that sat on your entertainment center now. 

The second your door shut, leaving you all alone, you immediately found your gaze snapping to the picture. You had so many regrets. You regretted clamming up after that day, and freaking out whenever he was around. You regretted your disdain you once held for him, because maybe you would have realized your feelings sooner if it weren’t for it. You mostly regretted never telling him how you felt. Even if he didn’t return your feelings, and you just ended up looking like an idiot, at least you could have said he knew.

But, it was too late for that now, wasn’t it? He had a girlfriend. A rich, beautiful girlfriend. Why would he leave a girl like that for a girl like you? Maybe… Just maybe… This was a sign for you to move on. That was crazy, right? In what world were you ready to move on from the crush that had consumed you for the last several years. You figured you needed a few weeks at least to wallow in your own self pity before you could even think of anyone else. 

Or maybe you just needed a distraction. 

As if on cue, you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. With your brows pulled tightly together, you dug into your jeans and raised your phone, and your mouth fell open when you saw the caller ID. For some reason, as though he could read your mind, Mark Lee was calling you. Why on Earth was he calling you?! You had completely forgotten to respond to his message and basically ghosted him, you figured most guys would have given up by now.

But, it turned out Mark Lee was nothing if not persistent.

You were unsure if you should answer, at first, staring at the phone with wide eyes. Did you really want to talk to him right now? You were supposed to be wallowing! But, there was also that overwhelming sense of loneliness that was currently consuming you, and the thought that it might be nice to not be alone had crossed your mind. But, the phone was still ringing, and soon the call would drop, which meant you had to make up your mind. So, without thinking, you swiped your thumb across the screen and held the phone up to your ear. 

“...uh, hello?” You answered the phone with uncertainty, crossing your arm across your stomach.

“Oh! You actually answered! Hyuck kept telling me you wouldn’t, but I told him you would! Yo, now he owes me five dollars. Uh, anyway! This really isn't a great way to start a phone call, is it?” He rambled on the other line, and you couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped your throat as you listened to him.

“No, not really. But--”

“I knew it! I’m sorry, let me start over.” He cleared his throat, and you raised your eyebrows in anticipation. “Yo, it’s Mark. What’s up?” He asked in what you assumed was the coolest tone he could muster up.

You bit back your laughter. “Uh, hi, Mark. Not much, my friends just left. So now I’m just standing here.” You answered back, and you heard him sigh on the other line--probably out of relief that you’d chosen not to ridicule him. A part of you had a feeling he got made fun of a lot.

“Cool, cool… Uh, you’re probably wondering why I’m calling, right?” 

You nodded, although he couldn’t see it. “Just a little bit.” 

“Well, I hope I’m not, like, totally overstepping here, but I saw your Tweet, and you sounded sad, so I thought I’d try to cheer you up.” 

Your lips grew into a smile. You couldn’t believe it. You’d basically ghosted him since the party, and yet he still paid enough attention to notice you were upset, and cared about you enough to call you. Maybe Heeseung was an idiot--well, not maybe, you knew he was an idiot--but more importantly maybe he was wrong. Maybe a guy like Mark was exactly what you needed at that moment. 

“Oh. Really?” You asked quietly, thankful nobody was in your apartment to see the blush creeping onto your cheeks. “Do you stalk my Twitter or something?” You teased him.

“What? N-No! It just popped up on my timeline! I swear, I don’t stalk you!” He once again began to ramble, and somehow it helped to ease your crazed nerves. You were laughing softly once again, and he froze mid sentence. “Oh. You were joking.” 

“I was joking.” You replied matter of factly. “It’s sweet, really. Thank you. I’m glad you called, otherwise I would have probably been at the bottom of a tub of Chunky Monkey by now.” You mumbled, glancing over at your freezer where the ice cream Sieun and Jeongin had brought was waiting for you.

“Damn, that bad, huh?” He asked.

“Yes, that bad.” You echoed. “You know, I--”

There was a knock on your window, and you threw your phone onto the floor with a yelp. The sudden sound had startled you so bad, for a second you thought you’d had a heart attack right then and there. But, after a few moments of heavy breathing with your hand pressed against your chest, you realized you were fine. Especially when you realized there was only one person in the whole world that would be at your window. 

A pair of glowing green eyes stared back at you as you slowly bent down to pick up your phone, then delicately held it up against your ear. “--you okay?!” You heard Mark freaking out on the other line, which you assumed meant he heard you scream.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine. Hey, can I call you back? I have to check on something.” You muttered, keeping your eyes trained on the window.

“Oh, sure. I gotta ask, you’re not going to ghost me again, right?” He asked, but you barely heard him due to how distracted you were.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, definitely not. I’ll call you later, I swear it.” You told him quickly, trying your hardest to end the call smoothly.

“Okay, okay, cool. Talk to you later, Y/N.”

“Yep, bye!” Without giving him a chance to keep you on the line any longer, you ended the call, tossed your phone onto your couch and rushed over to the window. You practically threw your sliding door open. “What the hell are you doing here?!” 

“Well hello to you too, kitten.” Chat Noir cooed at you, reaching up to poke your nose. You swatted his hand away.

“Don’t call me that.” You grumbled. “So, what? You’re going to talk to me again?” 

He grinned down at you, like he found your anger amusing. “Aww, did you miss me? Sorry, love, I got busy. Are you going to let me in?” 

You narrowed your eyes. “You still haven’t told me why you’re here.”

“Oh, right! That!” He laughed nervously. “I thought we could get that last measurement. And--!” You hadn’t noticed before, but he was holding a grocery bag, which he dug into to pull out a small red container. “Look what I found! Kit Kat ice cream! I figured we could share it, and watch a movie, and spill all of our deepest darkest secrets to each other~!”

You blinked at the gift. First, you had Mark Lee fawning over you, and now here was the Chat Noir, fawning over you as well--not Ladybug you, but you you. Still, neither of them were the one you wanted most to give you some attention. 

“Hm. I’m down for the measurements and ice cream parts. I’ll pass on the rest.” You smiled at him, taking the container from his hands and turning back to your apartment. He was hot on your heels, gently closing the door behind him. 

“Are you sure? You know, lots of people would die for that offer.” He told you matter of factly.

You set the ice cream down on your counter, raising an eyebrow at him. “Oh, really? Would they?”

He nodded, leaning across the counter from you. “Mhm. They would be like, ‘oh, Chat Noir! I thought you would never ask! Now let’s kiss and get married forever!’”

“You should go ask one of them, then.” You responded, opening up a drawer to pull out two spoons. 

“But I don't want to watch a movie with them! I want to watch one with you!” He whined, and although it was incredibly childish and off putting, it still caused heat to rise in your cheeks.

“Why?” You asked lowly, avoiding his gaze as you slid a spoon across the counter to him.

He went quiet, watching you as you dipped your own spoon into the ice cream and brought it to your lips. “I don’t know. I just like spending time with you, I guess.” He said, and you noticed his usual playful tone was gone. 

“No offense, kitten, but you barely know me.” You laughed, gently nudging the ice cream towards him. 

“But that’s the whole point, Y/N! I want to!”

Oh, god. Had Jeongin and Sieun been right all along? Was that the reason he freaked out and left before? What were the odds that you’d rejected him as Ladybug, and he chose Y/N to redirect his feelings to? You should have been really annoyed, you should have hated the idea of him crushing on you once again, but you didn’t. 

You let out a soft sigh, drumming your fingers against the countertop as you tried to form some sort of response. You could feel his eyes trained on you, observing you as he patiently waited for you to say something.

“Okay. Fine. Let’s watch a movie.” 

authors note: y/n with two men who like her… but neither of them are the one she Really likes except one of them actually is but she doesn’t know that… pray so hard for her

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Enhypen Hyung Trope Series; S.J.Y

Jake; Unrequited Love part of Enha Hyung Line Trope Series

paring: best friend!jock Jake x cafe performer! reader

warnings & tags: VERY angsty, fluff!,Jake is…urghhh, mentions of the surgery, one-side pinning (?), cursing, pls lmk if im missing anything! not proof read.

synopsis: Being friends since high school what happens when Y/N can no longer deny her feelings for Jake knowing he’d never feel the same way? Slowly drifting apart Y/N decides the best she can do is let go and move on, but will Jake allow her to do that?

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📌: WHERE ARE ALL MY JAKE LOVERS AT?? I’m sorry Jake was so irritating to write here 😭 but there’s always two sides people don’t realize in this trope. This was hard for me to write tbh…. I feel a lot of people can relate to unrequited love in some way. This piece had a lot more inner dialogue and flashbacks than it did actual dialogue but I feel like that describes unrequited love so well, a lot of it feels personal and its always nostalgic to think about how much more it could’ve been.

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17. IT'S REALLY NICE TO TALK TO YOU

pairing: kang taehyun x reader

summary: friends— that's all what you guys are, yet why does he brush your hair so fondly? why does he holds your hand as you walk home? And you don't even like each other that much. wait, fuck, maybe you do? does he though? you have to find out someway or another.

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19. FIRST KISS

pairing: kang taehyun x reader

word count: 460 words

summary: friends— that's all what you guys are, yet why does he brush your hair so fondly? why does he holds your hand as you walk home? And you don't even like each other that much. wait, fuck, maybe you do? does he though? you have to find out someway or another.

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Taehyun peeked at the screen of your phone in your hands, a teasing smile forming on his face. "Why are you on your phone when I'm right in front of you?"

"I, uhh, I'm sorry just got a little nervous," you brought your phone down on the table, your fingers nervously tapping the glass in silence. After a minute of thinking you lift your gaze up to look at him. "How have you been?"

He raised an eyebrow, his smile contorting into a smirk. "You're so awkward all of a sudden. We just turned official and you suddenly don't know what to say."

"Who wouldn't? I've never been in a relationship before so everything's new to me," you let out a sigh, your lips forming into a pout. "It's… I don't know but it feels a bit more different than the platonic relationship we had. It feels more… uh, personal? It's hard to explain."

"Ah, I understand what you mean, don't worry," Taehyun says with a warm smile.

"Do you really? You seem very chill about this. It's only been a day since we're a thing but I changed so much already. What's love doing to me?" You grab on to his sleeve from across the table, gently pulling it to put his attention on you. "What are you doing to me?"

Taehyun leans forward until he's inches away from your face, he's so close that you stopped breathing. "I should be the one asking that."

He pressed a chaste kiss on the corner of your lips, purposefully missing your lips to tease you. "But now I can freely do this, and you can, too."

You blink once and avoid his gaze, licking your lips out of habit. Your lips felt like it was tingling just because of the little peck he gave you. "I think we should— uh, should continue so we can…"

Taehyun let out a laugh, opening one of your books to the page you were reading earlier.

"Why are you laughing?" You ask him, you could feel your cheeks warm up as the blood came rushing to your face from embarrassment.

He shakes his head, grabbing one of your pens and begins to write the problems you don't understand. "Nothing. I'm just really happy to be with you," he lifts his gaze to look at you, "I'm so glad that you're here."

And this time, you pout at him. "You're so cheesy. Stop that before I kiss you— ah, I mean…"

"You would? If that's the case then I should continue."

"Kang Taehyun, I need to pass this exam. I'll kiss you later once we're finished." You playfully shoved him away from you, which earned a chuckle from him.

"That's my reward. You better not forget."

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