Serendipity; Mark Lee Ft. Johnny

serendipity; mark lee ft. johnny

summary: breaking into an apartment for peanut butter wasn’t exactly how you envisioned to meet your soulmate.

pairing: mark lee x reader

genre: soulmate! au, fluff

You didn’t know how long you lay there. You were there, yet you were not. You were not there, yet you were. Your arms gripped the rocky dirt, fingers digging into the ground and you tried to pull yourself up. Your whole figure shook and trembled like a wounded animal, delirious and fragile. Maybe you were one. You honestly weren’t sure. Your eyes tried to focus. Your thoughts were spinning like a merry-go-round, each heartbeat felt in every inch of your body. Out of sheer willpower, your tilted her head up.

He was walking in a leisurely pace; entering the small clearing with an awestruck expression. His eyes locked onto you, a figure barely standing in the middle of it all. The trees swayed in the breeze. In a heartbeat, he was beside you, holding a hand out to help you up. You grasped it with shaking hands, the feeling of your skin against his rattling your bones and shaking you to the core-

The ground caved in on itself, every inch of the dirt and grass slipping down to black oblivion underneath you, and suddenly you were falling and falling, and every part of your body was on fire, and every part of his body was on fire too, and a scream rippled out of your mouth before your body felt the jerking tug that shook you.

And there he was, holding your hand. His wings flared behind him, flapping and flapping as he looked at your gaping face with a giddy grin. But you found yourself smiling back at him, then came the surge of power that rippled throughout your body and you felt your own wings spread behind your back, the feeling as natural as curling your fingers. You flew up towards him, your faces level until you could see the red that dusted his cheeks and the crinkles at the ends of his eyes as you squeezed your still entwined hands.

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It’s Me (soulmate!mark)

Summary: In a world where everyone has a tattoo on their wrist that changes every day according to a particular even your soulmate will face today. Sometimes it’s promotion, funeral, new pet, or something boring like school, work, and haircut. One day, your soulmate get the words “meeting soulmate.”

Genre: fluff, mark x reader

Word Count: 1k

you were born with “first pacifier” in black ink on your wrist

so your parents knew your soulmate was older, but only by a few weeks

(mark’s parents were ecstatic when they saw the words “born” appear on his wrist)

as a baby, not much happened.

“12 hour nap”

“new toy truck”

“mom’s lullaby”

“dad’s birthday”

“first step”

you never understood what they were, but you didn’t question them. it was just part of your body

your tattoo always faded and reappeared with different words at exactly 5pm

(mark’s tattoo changed at exactly 7am. he would always wake up in time to watch it change, smiling when it did)

your parents knew that your tattoo changed when it was midnight in your soulmate’s time and vice versa

in preschool, you see “fought bullies” on your wrist

concerned, you finally ask your parents about the tattoo

they were even more concerned. when they explained everything, you understood why

they suggested that you write in a journal, saying everything you wished you could to you soulmate. when you finally meet your soulmate, you could give it to them

it was a trendy thing

you took out a new notebook

“11/04/XX, ‘fought bullies’”

“i wunt to fite dem to. gud job, solemat!”

“12/02/XX, ‘100 on test’”

“good job! i wunt gud good grads to!”

years passed

you just entered high school, and you know he lives somewhere in the pacific standard time

you still keep up with the journal if you wanted to write something. you already filled the 1st journal, and the 2nd is almost done.

you wrote in it like a diary during middle school

oof you didn’t want your soulmate to read that

before middle school, you thought your soulmate was pretty nerdy. every day was almost just “school” and “study” and “play in snow.”

luckily, there were no more bullies

during middle school, your soulmate seemed to find their passion: music

“guitar lessons” “dance lessons” “songwriting” “first rap”

there was an occasional “story writing”

you wondered what kind of music they liked, what kind of lyrics do they write, what’s their favorite food, where are they?

you were so curious and so impatient to meet them

it didn’t help that one of your friends had already found his soulmate

last year, ten found taeyong, an upperclassman from another school, on instagram.

they were so in love, it was nauseating

but you were envious. they looked so happy together

one day, your tattoo changed to “packing”

then it changed to “moving”

you wrote in your journal, “are you moving houses? i hope it’s not too stressful. take care of yourself”

and you moved on

then something weird happened

your tattoo didn’t change at 5pm like it usually did

“mom? dad? it’s not changing???”

your soulmate moved timezones

all day, you watched it, waiting for it to change

the clock had just struck midnight

the word “moving” faded, and “unpacking” appeared

you fist pumped, jumping up and down in your room. “yES BOI!”

the next few days were mostly “unpacking” and “exploring” with a few “songwriting” here and there

then “first day”

you woke up and smiled, assuming it meant school

you wrote “hope you have a good first day back. fight any bullies!” in your journal.

as class started, your teacher makes an announcement

“everyone, we have a new student. please welcome lee minhyung.”

everyone clapped, but you were like “oh shit”

the cutest boy with the most adorable, puppy-like eyes entered the classroom, and you just stared like an idiot

your… soulmate??

“uh—hEllo. i—uh—go by mark. i’m from vancouver, canada, and i like to—um—write lyrics and play guitar… peace. lezzgEtit. hope we can be friends.”

he looked nervous, but that only made him more cute

you didn’t want to get your hopes up too high. it could be a coincidence

unfortunately, he didn’t sit anywhere near to you, and the teacher was starting class

your knee was bouncing up and down, wanting the class to end as soon as possible

finally, the bell rang, and you had a ten-minute break

you launch from your seat to where mark sat, but he had already gotten up to talk to people

he seemed to be talking to everyone

“i’m mark. i do—play—guitar.”

“i’m mark. i’m from canada. i just moved here.”

“hi, i’m m—uh—hi. i-i like snow. i play in snow a lot.”

finally someone noticed. “wait, mark does that say meet soulmate??”

that caught everyone’s attention immediately

“mark, mine says ‘school’!”

“wait, is your birthday in may?”

“did you get a dog for christmas?”

“what does your soulmate do?”

mark was overwhelmed by the flood of questions

“w-w-w-wait, i-i-i don’t h—my s-soulmate—no, i—”

desperate, you yelled

“mINE IS FIRST DAY AT SChool…”

you realized everyone was quiet and all attention was on you

flushed, you went on

“y-your birthday is august 2nd, you have an older brother, and you once fought bullies when you were younger. you got a 100 on a test for the first time in 1st grade. you once threw up after bad seafood, so i don’t think you like it anymore. you bought from the ice cream man a lot. you’re not very good at science. i think your favorite color is blue because you painted your room blue. you got into guitar first, and then dance, and then song wri-”

mark swiftly lifted you from the chair and hugged you tightly.

“finally. you’re finally here. i wanted to see you so much.”

you couldn’t help the tears welling up as you hugged him just as tightly, ignoring the pictures and videos your classmates were taking.

OKAY. OKAY. Y’ALL. THIS. THIS RIGHT HERE IS A MASTERPIECE. ABSOLUTE 15/10 WOULD RECOMMEND. Ohhhhhhmygoood. It’s so soft!!!! SO SOFT!! And the writing made me literally laugh and squeal and feel all the things. A++++++ Now I’m Soft™ and I am reblogging so I can re-read it later. Much love to @mrkotter absolutely BRILLIANT fic.

Kismet | Taeyong ♡

Pairing: Lee Taeyong ♡ Female!Reader

Genre: Cross-cultural Relationship AU + with Baker!Taeyong | Slow Burn | Dreamy Romance | Fluff | Angst | Smut

Words: 30.112

Warnings: (All conversations in full italics are spoken in Korean; reader is described as being foreign to Korea - with no race specification), profanities, alcohol consumption, (graphic smut; fingering, unprotected sex).

Summary: A beautiful late Autumn wedding was what had brought you to Seoul, but a boy with dark eyes and a smile brighter than the moon in the still of the night was what made you never want to leave.

Or; In which you and Taeyong don’t speak the same language, but fall in love regardless.

It’s just passed 11am in Seoul when you step off your plane, the morning air kissing the fatigued skin of your cheeks hello as you step foot into the foreign city with bleary eyes. Lengthy flights were never any fun, but the prospect of a new surrounding was more than enough to encourage you in agreeing to fly over.

Constant work had been making you ill and the repetitive nature had left you dull, uninspired and worn out. A month-long trip to witness your best friend marry the love of her life, in a dreamy far away city - was the perfect way to start off the new year.

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Real Or Not [Lee Jeno]

Summary: You can hear your soulmate’s voice in your head since you were 10 and even now, years later, sometimes you wonder if he is real or not. You end up finding the answers on his birthday. 

Happy Birthday, Lee Jeno! #happyjenoday

Soulmate Idol Au- Lee Jeno x Reader

Word Count- 3k+

Also, Bonus for Na Jaemin’s Au at the end

Author’s note- none of the images used here are mine and nor do I take credit for them however, I don’t remember the blog these images belong too.

When you woke you this morning, the first thing that you heard was your soulmate humming in your head. It was weird and you don’t think that you can ever get used to it but you like it. You like having your soulmate around, sometimes he was around too much but it is not like it could be helped, it was the universe who put you two together and there was hardly any choice in the matter. Then seconds later it hit you that it was his birthday and that made you jump in joy. It was your soulmates birthday and you were so happy.

“Happy Birthday!” You practically screamed in you head to your soulmate, Lee Jeno. He lived in South Korea and he tells you that he is a wanna be rapper. From what you have heard, he is pretty damn good and it is surprising when he tells you that he only has a small number of following for his band. However, it is a bit weird that he never tells you anything about his band and all that life. Well, you do kind of understand, he doesn’t have to share everything all the time just because you are soulmates and Jeno is bit reserved. Even though people around you do have soulmates but they have much more common ways like name on the wrist or a countdown. Most of the time it just seems like Lee Jeno is something that you made up in you head. Maybe, he was, maybe that is why you never asked to meet him because you won’t be able to handle the disappointment of realising that you don’t have a soulmate.

“Thank you.” You hear him say, his voice is so low and shy that they almost get lost in your other thoughts, almost. You have heard his voice in your head since you were 10, you are sure that you can recognise his voice anywhere on this planet.

“My love, you turn 18 now! Do you have some epic party plans for tonight?” You ask and you can almost see him blush when you say ‘My love’. It started when you were watching this show that you can’t remember now had a British character and he kept calling his love interest ‘my love’ and it just struck. It makes Jeno so shy and you love it. Jeno usually doesn’t call you nicknames but there was this one that you had stayed up late and were high on caffeine and you woke Jeno up to ask real questions (like are you telling the truth if you are lying or how come our nose run but our feet smell? YOU KNOW THE IMPORTANT QUESTIONS!) It was night in South Korea too but much later and Jeno woke up from your loud thinking and thought ‘not right now, babe.’ and it was in his night deep voice and it made you blush so hard and then when Jeno realised what he said he said sorry a million times. You tried to stop him by saying that you actually liked it but he never called you sweet nicknames again and you never pushed him to say it.

“I have work today but other than, I guess NaNa has something planned because he keeps making weird face when he looks at me,” He paused for a second and adds, “It’s creepy really, I am low-key scared for my life.”

“Hm, NaNa you say? Is he trying to steal you from me again?” You tease Jeno just to cover up the fact that you actually just want to be there with him and celebrate his birthday.

“Aish, why do you both keep acting like this huh? Can’t you both just play nice with each other huh?” You realise that he is also saying this outlaid which means that Na Jaemin, Lee Jeno’s best friend also said something similar to what you said.

“I would play nice with him the day pigs fly!” You say, dramatically and you know what Jaemin has said something equally (if not more) dramatic.

“[y/n], you are going to late for school. You better be ready in next 10 minutes.” You heard your mom say and then all you could do was freak out. shit shit shit shit shit, but your continuous cursing was stopped Jeno’s laughter and you could feel your love and adoration for the in your chest. It has happened to you before and it is not just something that happens with a crush. It was a soulmate bond, it is said that when you first meet your soulmate the feeling is so overwhelming that you would feel like you are drunk off it, it just so great. You have just experienced the small episodes of it and it is enough to make you want to curl up and cry because you love this boy you have never met so much, it is frustrating sometimes and out of the world the other times. “You still have time, y/n. Just get ready and i know that it doesn’t take very long for you to dress up. It is not like you are going to dress up for someone at school,” Then Jeno pauses for a second and adds, “Or are you?”

“Happy birthday, Jeno. I need to dress up!” You say as you stop replying to him leave in him curiosity but you do hear him call you out a few times and then he stops. 

It was a long and stressful day at school, especially since you didn’t hear from Jeno. Usually even you are getting bored in class Jeno always comes to your rescue and save you from boredom eating you up. This time he just wasn’t there, you couldn’t feel his presence in your head. You shake your head to clear it out of all the terrible thoughts. You have never felt like this, even when Jeno was sleeping you did feel his in your mind. It was comforting really, knowing that Jeno was out there and safe. Now, you just can’t feel him around and that makes your heart in your chest twist. 

Stop it, y/n, is fine! He is probably just a bit too tired and in deep sleep, it is nothing. You need to get a grip. You tell yourself, reassuring as you went and grabbed some coffee looking at homework. It is work time right and by the time you will be done with the homework, he will be there, right? Right?

It was 12:30 in your timezone but your eyes never left the paper. At this time you are not sure if your eyes are watering because you are studying too much or if you still can’t feel Jeno in your head. You were done with the homework hours ago but started studying to distract yourself from the fact that Jeno is just not there. You have had Jeno in your head since you were 10 and that meant that you were never truly alone and now, at 12:30 am you just can’t feel Jeno and you don’t know what that means. You are scared and you are praying to god, apologising for overtime you complained that Jeno was too much in your head. You just want him back. 

It wasn’t until your mother comes into the room due to the fact that lights were on for so long that you realise that you crying and your mom is worried. She hugs you immediately and pats your head trying to calm you down before asking about what happened to trigger such an reaction.

“It is Jeno birthday today mom, I wished him in the morning and now-now,” You pause to let out a sob before you continue, “He is just gone, I can’t feel him. It is like he just left. I am so scared mom, what him something bad happened to him? We never actually met and never actually got a chance to fall in love. I am so scared.” You say. 

“Oh, honey. You should have came and told me this before.” You mom says as you calm down and sits on your bed, “Do you have some way to contact him? Email? Phone number? Social Media?” You shake your head before stopping. You have his number, of course you have his number. Once he was reciting in his head and then you just saved it. You ever calls him or messaged because you never actually needed to but you still saved. 

“I have his phone number.” You tried to find you phone through the pile of books on your desk. As soon as you found the phone you hurried to find the contact name ‘Lee Jeno’ with two yellow coloured hearts. Even though it just took two rings for him to pick the phone, it seemed a lot longer than that in your panic. 

“Hello?” You hear Jeno answer the phone and you get out a sob and a sigh of relief. You mom decided that it right time to leave you and give you some privacy. 

“Jeno, are you okay?” You say and you are so relieved hear his voice. You feel the love blossom in your chest again almost to point of suffocation but it is okay because until 10 minutes ago you thought that you will never ever feel this again. Having too much love for Jeno was better than not having love him at all.

“y/n? Are you okay? Are you crying?” You shake your head. 

“Where have you been all day? I could not feel you at all, I still can’t? Why is that, Jeno?” You say in Korean realising that Jeno had not understood when you have spoken English in panic. You had learned Korean at very young age because you knew that your soulmate was Korean. You feel a lot more calmer now as your hand rests where your heart is supposed to, trying to give some sense of comfort. 

“Are you crying because of that? Because you could not feel me the entire day?” Jena asked and you can hear the amusement in his voice. The cheeky bastard is probably smiling. 

“Of course, I thought that you were gone! like gone or something had happened the universe has realised that we are not soulmates! Or you have decided to go with your precious Na Jaemin and rejected me and that’s why you rejected me and i can’t feel you anymore.” You say and then you quickly add, “If it is the last option just tell me, rip off the bandage quick.” You are somewhat joking, trying to hide how worried sick you have been about him the entire day. 

“I don’t even know what does though the head of yours, and that’s something considering I am there almost all the time, “ Then Jeno pauses and sighs, “I am so sorry I wasn’t there, my company had fed me blockers and didn’t let me inform you. I am so sorry that I scared you like that. It was just a performance tonight and they said that they couldn’t afford me to distracted. They said that it will last 24 hours, so i won’t be in your head till tomorrow morning.” You get even more confused by his explanation. 

“I don’t get it, for one blockers are very expensive and what was this big concert? You told me that you were in this band that no one knows. I kinda just assumed that it a backyard band with ‘dreamies’.” You say, asking for more explanation. 

“Yeah, I kinda went to Dubai for a concert? I just didn’t know how to tell you that we were rising sensation in kpop culture. I just never thought you would be, you know,” You know what he is trying to say, you have thought this a million times but don’t say anything as you just stay quiet, “I never thought that you would be real. You always seem so prefect and wonderful to me that, it makes it hard for me to believe that you are real.” 

“Jeno that is the sweetest thing I have ever heard. And now I am still not forgiving you for lying, you kept be from the amazing music of my soulmate’s band.” You hear Jeno laugh when he realises that you are joking. As Jeno’s laughter falters you hear someone scream in the back, “Is that y/n? I thought that I could have you for one day but she won’t let enjoy it.” It didn’t take you long to realise that this was none other Na Jaemin. 

“Jeno, my love, can you tell Jaemin you pull his head out his ass and tell him that you are mine?” You say in a sweet tone. 

“Both of you need to stop and y/n, you need to sleep or else you will be late, tired and grumpy all day tomorrow and I don’t want you to curse and insult people in my head entire day.” Jeno says as you huff. 

“Okay, but can I tell Jaemin off one time before I go?” You ask, hopefully. 

“No, go to sleep, i will talk to you and tomorrow morning. Okay, babe?” He says and that makes you blush so hard, this time it seems that he did it on purpose and you wish he kept doing it. After that you say your goodbyes and he apologies once again. You are like, damn right you should be, you gave me a heart attack at such a young age. 

Just before you went to bed, you heard your phone ring as it indicated that you have received new message. 

Lee Jeno (12:54): I am so thankful that you called me today, at least this way I that you care about me and are real. 

That was a very sweet message to go to sleep to. 

You (12:55): I always knew that you were too interesting to be something I created in my head. I can’t wait until you are back in head again. I have got some more IMPORTANT questions. 

You were ready to keep your phone down when you received another message, this time from another number and opened it. 

Unknown Number (12:55): I know your number now, you better sleep with one       eye open, binch. -Na Jaemin, aka Jeno’s one and only

That made you laugh really hard but you weren’t giving up and you knew that you and Jaemin would be friends because of similar personalities than you could say Jeno.

You (12:56): Hit me with your best shot, binch. - [Your Name], Jeno’s Soulmate

From that day onward it didn’t take long for and Jaemin to become friends with the same basis of friendship that every 00’ liner shares: Memes. You are pretty sure that if memes stop existing yours and Jaemin’s meaningful friendship would come to an end. After that it didn’t take long for Chenle to figure out your number and give you the talk. Telling you not hurt Jeno or else. It is not that intimidating when it comes from an overworking adult who looks like he is going to drop dead at any moment and a bunch of kids who are talented by cannot harm you more causing you deafness from their loud noises. After that all you were fast friends after that. 

Maybe that is why you were even more scared while travelling to South Korea. You were not just going to meet your soulmate but also some of your closest friends. What if they did like you? What if they decided that you were not pretty enough to be around them? Even though you knew that they were not like that, it didn’t stop you coming up with useless scenarios. As you stand at the airport waiting for Jeno to pick you up, you think about talking the next flight back to your country.

“Why are you being so extra, y/n? It is just us and we have been talking everyday since past five months.” Jeno says in your head and you almost growl back in annoyance. Just because Jeno was such a cool and chill guy who wasn’t fazed by anything that does don’t mean that you were that cool. 

“Well, I am travel so far from home because someone won’t come to my home country even though he is an idol who travels around.” You say and you hear Jeno sigh. You are impossible to handle and you make Jeno sigh so often that god knows what tensions this boys bear. 

“I am here. Where are you?” At that you glimpse Jeno’s black hair in crowd and you feel heart beat so fast that you can hear it in your ears, you are also so sure that everyone around you can also hear it. 

When you lock your eyes with Jeno, it is an out of body experience. You experience so much in that moment, not only you are aware of your overwhelming love for that boy but also aware of your surrounding in the ways that you could have never imagines and there is only one word for it, Euphoria. It hits in you in every way possible. You run toward him ad hug him. You almost cry out of joy when wraps his arms around you and from his tight grip you can tell that he feels all this too. There is too many feelings but literally no way to release it.

“I am so glad that you came to meet me,” Jeno says as you hold on tighter to him. 

“Me too,” You say as you try to had him closer, “Me too, my love.” 

And in this moment you know that you and Jeno have a good start, good middle and hopefully a good moment.

BONUS: 

Na Jaemin stands in the back as he sees his best friend meet love of his life and he is so so happy for him but he also carves for a soulmate. He has heard Jeno describe his soulmate to him so many time, he makes it sound like he can conquer the world with his soulmate and even though Jaemin never says it, he always wished that someone was with him during the time of his recovery and even now because being an idol after going into recovery has its own challenges. 

But for now, instead of searching for his soulmate he just shouts, “Keep it PG, kids! I don’t want to see my husband making out with someone else.”

Happy Valentine’s Day!❤️

For @neoneversleeps ! Hi love, it’s me ur secret cupid/valentine!!!!!🌸💞✨💘❤️ I hope you like your gift of a Donghyuck x you valentines au!!! (Also the gif wasn’t showing up properly when I tried to submit it so here it is for you!) BuT! I still hope you love it because this just became my new favourite writing I’ve ever done, like I fell in love with Hyuck while writing this (but that doesn’t mean he’s become my bias because he’s still like my son haha) so thank you! Also sorry that this is so late I literally just finished half of it today after studying but still I made it!

Genre: Fluff, some angst, high-school!au Word Count: 6.5K Type: Donghyuck x reader

How does one even begin to express feelings of love? It is possible but it can also be so personalized and specifically special for every single person.

Like for some people, love is waking up to see their significant other’s sleeping faces, in their most natural and peaceful state. It evokes a certain body tingling sensation, a warm feeling throughout their chest as they admire their partner. For others, it can be small and simple things, like the sun peeping from behind the clouds on a cold mid-winter day. Or even the first snowfall, a light dust of white glittering over the city and providing some light for a walk.

Love can come in many different ways, shapes, forms and meanings. For you, love had changed many times over the years. First it had been reading, a world full of wonders and imagination. Letting you dream what you’d like and express many different emotions. Then it had been music, the vibrant music and head swaying that made you happy.

But now love came in one main form. In one person. That person being your best-friend Donghyuck.

Lee Donghyuck who also went by the name of Haechan or Full-Sun. He was someone you had met in elementary school, being an international student from Korea who nervously looked at the sea of students ahead of him, you had first thought of him as shy and someone to become friends with to protect.

Boy had you been wrong.

But back then it was understandable as most new students were like that, shy and stuttering. Especially with the case being that he couldn’t speak English as well either. So you had put it upon yourself as to be his guide and make him feel comfortable in school. After all, you had once been there. Having to introduce yourself and try to fit in; it was probably harder for him being stuck with pre-teens who had all these slang words and jokes. Things he had missed out on and would find hard to catch up on since his vocabulary was limited and more formal.

That was why when your teacher had asked the class who would be willing to show him around the school and get him accustomed to things, your hand shot up first. Everyone around you looked surprised, that you were so eager to help him out, even the teacher, because you had done it so quickly that it seemed as if there had been no decision-making, no thinking process, you had just agreed. But they didn’t know what you thought about the slightly chubby-faced, curly brown-haired boy who was confused as to what was happening and why your hand was up.

From then on, you had become quite close after showing him around and helping him with his English. You really wanted to prepare him for a couple years later (if he stayed that long) and went to high school. Since that was a whole new different ground and surely he wouldn’t make it if he didn’t get accustomed now.

And after beginning to slowly know him, his interests and his at-first hidden sarcastic behaviour, you had begun to succeed. Donghyuck had become quicker at understanding people’s words and replying back. He was quicker with the jokes as well as more comfortable to show his honest feelings that some people may not have agreed with but you still liked, because that just meant he could express himself better in another language. 

You still remembered the day, a spring day that was warmer than the rest as summer was approaching and the school year was coming to an end. You had been trying to test his skills with his knowledge of grammar then afterwards, had ended up at a park to sit on the swings and watch the sunset before you both went home. Donghyuck had been talking about his love for music like how he had been exposed to Michael Jackson’s songs since he was a small kid and loved the way the man danced with passion, had self-learned talent and sang his heart out. He had also for a while now, been teaching you some Korean words, almost in a way as to be like how you taught him English. And you found it cool because that just meant he was more confident with his English to be able to translate it back into his own language.

So you listened to his soft, smooth as honey, prepubescent voice talk in such a way about Michael Jackson that you were envious of who received the honour of his love. It was at that moment, you had realized you liked him. You liked Lee Donghyuck because he was not only fun to be around but also had visions and dreams that inspired you. But you‘d only known him for a year or so and didn’t want to ruin the close friendship you two had. So you brushed off those feelings and blamed it on the setting sun that casted an ethereal glow on his slightly chubby face and his gleaming brown eyes that were filled with passion. Yeah that was it.

And to distract yourself from your thoughts, you’d cut off his words, something you rarely did which made him look at you in surprise as you asked, “You know, I’ve never asked you this before but I just realized this now. Do you have any nicknames?”

His brows shot up and he repeated with his adorable accent, “Nicknames? What is that?”

You smiled replying with, “Nicknames are like shorter names for a person. They can be funny or easier to remember. Like for example, You can shorten your name from Donghyuck to hmmm…… Hyuck or Dongie.”

Donghyuck laughed, the sound so pleasing to your ears especially in this setting, his warm tanned skin radiating and his curly, dark hair shaking as he swung a bit on the swings.

“Hyuck is okay but Dongie is no. No Dongie please.” He laughed some more before saying, “Ah but I think I know now. I did not have a very special name in Korea I think…… But people did call me Hyuck and oh! They also called me Haechan.”

“Haechan? Is that a part of your full name?”

Donghyuck shook his head with a smile saying, “No not part of my name but in Korean it means Full Sun.”

“Oh, why did they call you Full Sun? That sounds a bit weird.”

“Full Sun because I’m very happy and always laughing with friends. They say that I’m like Sun, smiling and shine a lot. Full is to complete name because word for Sun is Hae which is too short.”

You nodded, starting to swing back and forth. “The name is made-“ “was made” You corrected him out of habit. He rolled his eyes making you smile but continued,

“The name was made when I was maybe in 2nd year of school. It was also because of the school performance that we had to make names for all people. So people give me that name.”

You smiled as he spoke, trying not to think about how his sweet voice was playing over and over in your head. And how he was staring back at the sunset again with curiousity but also with peace. You couldn’t have agreed more with the people that had given him that nickname with his caramel skin, bright brown eyes and just as shining personality, he was just like the sun if not brighter. And as years passed, Donghyuck became the sun of your life, providing you warmth with his company, never failing to make you smile. And though sometimes you’d get in a small fight and wish he would change and stop with some of his over the top jokes or words, at the end of the day you‘d still miss him and loved him.

Years had passed now and you’d both grown, voices had changed, body shapes had morphed into becoming more adult-like, interests had been added or removed as well as friends. But you and Donghyuck had stayed as best-friends, the bickering and laughing never changing between you two. Except Hyuck had improved a whole lot on his English and had made more friends with the other guys of the class, often texting them or sharing stories about them with you.

Personally, you didn’t mind as much because that just meant he was enjoying and living his life, it was making him happy which in return made you just as joyed. So throughout the years you’d hang out and eventually, you had ended up hanging out with his group of other friends as well. People you wouldn’t have come across at all like Jaemin, the school flirt who was very popular amongst not only the grade but the whole school. Or Jeno, a fairly quiet and reserved guy but had opened up to you a bit and was popular for being the best point-guard on the school basketball team. There was also guys like Mark and Renjun but they were more approachable with their kind and open personalities.

And all of them were very accepting of you, always welcoming you and sometimes joking around with Hyuck that the only reason they’d stayed friends with him for so long was because of you. The only difficult thing was that they all spoke Korean and you’d sometimes feel a bit left out as they’d used some words you hadn’t learned from Hyuck, who’d then explain what they meant right afterwards. But still, life was good.

“Psssst!!!” You heard Donghyuck whisper from behind you as you doodled in your notebook. It was already February meaning the month of love and of course now that brought upon the poetry section for your English class. You didn’t hate love, nor the red and pink hearts adorned everywhere or the romantic sayings and songs gently drifting past your ears. But it was hard when you saw all of the joyful and lovey couples everywhere. It was almost like all couples had this secret signal sent from Cupid or something to say, “Hey y’all it’s your month to go and gloat about how great your relationships are, now ATTACK!”

“Psssssttttt!!!!!” Donghyuck whispered again annoying you. You looked up at your teacher to see that they were focused on explaining a poem and quietly turned around to see Hyuck’s face. As much as you liked him and as close as you were with him, you couldn’t say it was always nice sitting in front of him because he’d always try to bother you one way or another so that he could have “some fun” during a boring class.

“What?!” You angrily whispered, looking at his now light brown hair that gleamed after being freshly dyed. You‘d been pretty upset when he’d texted you a couple days ago that he wanted to change his look up a bit and asked you to come with him somewhere. Not knowing what was happening and being a bit concerned, you showed up at the address he’d sent you and saw that it was a hair salon. And upon entering, you came face to face with Donghyuck seated on a chair and a black cape draped over him. But what shocked you was the borderline white, brown wet dye all over his once beautiful chocolate brown hair. You remembered how upset you’d gotten and had almost started a scene right then and there for him doing something on an impulse. Since usually Hyuck never did anything without asking you if it was a good idea or not. But now you knew you had to accept it because it was his choice not yours.

Besides, as angry as you wanted to get, the caramel brown really looked good against his tanned skin. Hell, Donghyuck could suit any hair colour even if it was red or blue.

The sunny boy scribbled something on his paper and then proceeded to shove it to you, the messy writing reading, “What are we gonna do next Thursday?” Your brows shot up and you looked at him, his brown eyes peering into yours as well as nonchalantly travelling to behind you to make sure the teacher didn’t notice the both of you.

But you were surprised that he was asking because he never questioned on what you guys did for the 14th. The 14th of February was always special for you and Hyuck because you always planned something fun for the both of you to do. While everyone else would be in love and show affection, you both had come to the idea of having a friend’s Valentine Day. Purely platonic and though it did hurt your heart a bit that it was just platonic, you still appreciated and were grateful that you could spend every Valentines with him.

You remembered his first Valentine’s Day in elementary school and how he had been a bit confused that both significant other’s gave presents to each other on February 14th. And he explained that in his country, they had many special days for love like White Day, where men would give women presents. So you‘d explained the Western way of Valentine’s Day and from then on had come up with the idea of showing him what it was like.

That was where you had first started the tradition of spending Valentine’s Day together. And every year after that, you had always managed to find something to do, like mini golfing, where the employees thought you were some cute but crazy couple, as you’d argued and Hyuck had put you in a head-lock to admit your defeat. Or in grade 8, when you’d booked a reservation at his favourite Korean restaurant then afterwards went to karaoke and sang and danced past 12am. You could never forget how precious that memory was for you as his sweet, melodic and talented voice had left you in a daze and made you think, what couldn’t Lee Donghyuck do?

But you focused on the present now and wondered why he was asking. To be fairly honest, you had put so much effort over the past couple of years, for this year you’d thought of just keeping it simple and renting some rom-com movies as well as making nachos and ordering take-out or pizza. You didn’t feel like going all out because it was still a school night and it had been fairly cold over these past few weeks too.

So you wrote down your idea on the piece of scrap paper and slid it back to him, checking over your shoulder to see if the teacher was looking. But he was very caught up in his own words so you were in the clear. Donghyuck made an “okay” face, as in his lips poured and he nodded to himself before frantically scribbling again.

This time it read, “Is it cool if I bring the guys too? None of them are in relationships right now plus I told them about our usual tradition and they wanted to join.”

Your heart dropped after reading this and you tried to mask your feelings on your face as you thought about it. The reason why Valentine’s Day was so special every year for you was because you got to spend it with your real time crush and best-friend. You’d never invited anyone else nor thought about it because it was a special day for you two and it was like your tradition only. But now he wanted to invite his other friends? And not just one but possibly 4? Then again, you didn’t want to be rude and decline because you had no other excuse to reason with why they couldn’t come. Since the reason itself was selfish and didn’t make sense.

So you wrote down a “sure :)” and slid it back to his golden skinned fingers. He read it and then looked up at you, shooting you one of his genuine thankful smiles and you gave a small smile back before turning around and looking down at your book.

You couldn’t be too upset or it would ruin the whole tradition and day so you tried to think about how fun it could be with his friends. Jaemin was always a blast to be with and you were comfortable chilling with Jeno and Renjun. Plus Mark was like fun authority figure but really looked like a baby that everyone else made sure to make fun of. Besides, it wasn’t like they had ever been mean to you nor excluded you so it was fine. Right?

The days had been passing by fairly slowly and the weekend was okay as you‘d been finishing up some projects and focusing on school work. So your time with Hyuck had been pretty limited. All you’d been messaging each other about after that day was just about school work and then also about what extra food you had to order or make now that there were more people coming. But that all changed around Monday night.

The weather forecast had suggested that there was a chance of snow throughout the week but most people had brushed it off because rarely did it ever happen and if it did it was just a small bit. So when you were working on homework in your room and just listening to some music, you were definitely not prepared for your phone to start buzzing crazily and to see that it was Donghyuck calling and sending you texts. You answered it and just before you could say a “What’s up?” you heard numerous voices yelling in the background, Hyuck’s being the loudest as he shouted into the phone, “(y/n) COME OUTSIDE ITS SNOWING!!!!!!!!”

You winced and put your phone away from your ear but processed his words in your head. It was snowing? Like actually snowing? You didn’t believe Hyuck yet because he had a tendency to pull pranks and “joke” with you a lot so you looked outside your room window to see that it really was. It was snowing. There were tiny little snowflakes falling everywhere in random patterns from the sky and though it was light, it was still snow. Absolutely excited and feeling the adrenaline from the sight, you ran out of your room and shoved on a jacket and boots before running outside to see Hyuck and the guys all hollering and hooting. There was also some other little kids from the block playing and shouting in the barely there snow. Everyone was overjoyed about it and you ran up to Hyuck who was glowing even in the night. The other guys were pushing and laughing with each other while Hyuck looked up at the sky.

“Isn’t it beautiful (y/n)?” He murmured without looking at you. You looked over at him, wondering how he knew that it was you who came up to him when he hadn’t even spared you a glance but brushed it off and followed his gaze before saying a “yeah.”

You both stood there for a while, staring and appreciating the beautiful moment. It really was like a February miracle and in a way it felt magical to be able to experience it with Hyuck by your side. You looked at him again, encaptivated with how he was mesmerized by  seeing the small icy flakes falling from the sky. And it was in those moments that you really felt your heart kind of just do a sigh. Like how could one look so perfect? To others he may have looked normal, just like anyone else who loved snow but to you, he looked like the most beautiful person in the world.His jawline being more defined now after losing the baby fat, those pink heart-like lips opened in awe and his brown eyes. Those brown eyes that managed to capture everything in them. It was like he had all of the stars in his eyes with the way they twinkled and gleamed.

And you had to shake yourself out of it as he turned to his side to look at you, a big smile breaking on his face. Because you couldn’t ever show that you liked him. You knew that he treated you as his best-friend, he had ever since elementary and that wouldn’t change. Not unless you did a mega makeover like in the movies or maybe were separated for a long time. He’d always treat you as his loyal and honest friend, the one that helped him get accustomed to another country. And it didn’t hurt that much now, after time had passed and you had begun to realize that your feelings were probably one-sided. But you still felt a tingle every now and then your mind would just go, “he’s only looking at you in a platonic way, stop giving yourself false hope.”

And so, you smiled just as widely back at him as his eyes turned into joyful crescents, melting your heart. This was the closest you could get to him, to get those shining eyes direct their happiness to you. And you were grateful for it. After spending some more time in the snow, you had told all of them to stay at your house to warm up for a bit before Mark’s parents came to pick them all up since it was too cold to walk back home now. So you all had watched cartoons, just chilling and warming up with the heater on full blast. It really was fun and eased your mind a bit on how Valentine’s Day was going to be like. You felt that it would be more comfortable and fun to have more people over and celebrate being single.

But when everyone had gone home, you had gone back up to your room and checked the weather forecast. Finding out that it was expected to snow for the whole week and that it was going to be a lot made you worry about Valentine’s. Was it still going to happen? You had tried to brush it off aside after thinking that surely, it couldn’t get any worse than maybe a couple of centimetres. Boy, were you wrong.

The next morning you had woken up to everything covered in white. All of the rooftops of the neighbouring houses, trees, cars, all of it was white. It wasn’t just a small amount, it was a whole lot, enough to stop people from walking and driving to places. And when you had run back to bed to check your phone to see if school was still going to be open or closed, the first thing you saw in your emails was a “School closed” email making you shout with joy. That meant you didn’t have to worry about submitting homework late or having to rush to finish it because you had an extra day to complete it.  

It was fairly early in the morning too so you messaged Hyuck, in order to let him see the message and hopefully fall back asleep. You didn’t want him to wake up unnecessarily early  and have his sleep ruined. Then afterwards, you jumped back into bed yourself, all snuggled up under the covers and ready to rest with all the snow falling gently outside.

But what you hadn’t expected was for the next day to be cancelled as well and the next after that meaning that you were snowed in and had nothing to do besides chill at home. School was still closed and it looked like it would be closed on Valentine’s Day as well. And after messaging Hyuck and the other guys, it seemed like they weren’t going to be able to come over either. The roads were clear so people were still able to go to work but you had to stay home because of no school and the snow being so high up everywhere. To say you were sad was an understatement. You’d already prepared for the day with renting some movies, buying nachos, salsa, loads of chip bags and small heart-shaped chocolates. Not to mention that you were going to make personalized heart cookies for all the guys with their initials on them. But now it seemed you’d have to do that alone or just make regular cookies for your family.

And when it was Valentine’s Day, you were greeted with messages from your extended family and some friends, wishing you a good day and that you enjoyed it well. You replied back happily even though you were far from it and wondered how to spend the day. You’d never not once spent the day without Hyuck so it was different. But you knew he was just a FaceTime away so it could still work out. You hoped.

“Hyuck how many times do I have to-“ “(Y/n) seriously let me choose first then you can choose whatever after I don’t care.” Nightfall had come around and now you two were bickering over FaceTime on what movie to watch. You’d stuck with your idea from earlier to FaceTime him as it seemed better than nothing plus it wasn’t too bad besides the fact that you missed his physical presence and soft guy smell near you. But right now it was almost like Donghyuck was with you as he was laying in bed in sweats and a lilac hoodie that you’d bought him for his birthday. Meanwhile you were in your living room and showing him all of the movies that you’d rented.

“Why can’t we just watch The Notebook again?!?”

You groaned at his whining because you’d watched that movie atleast a good ten times and though it was still romantic and beautiful, you were sick of watching it over and over. Like you knew what was going to happen and the saddest parts weren’t even sad anymore, it was just plain boring.

“Hyuck we’ve watched that way too many times, why can’t we just watch The Ugly Truth or The Proposal?” This time he rolled his eyes saying, “The Notebook is one of the best classics and you need to stop hating on it.”

You scoffed wanting to pinch him through the screen. Sometimes you really hated the fact that he loved romantic movies just like you. Like why couldn’t he argue with you over watching an action movie or a thriller? That would’ve been easier than now. This just made everything super difficult because his taste in romantic movies was slightly different than yours since he liked classics and you loved rom-coms. So every movie night with Hyuck was a challenge. He picked up his phone and put it real close to his face saying, “This is not fun at all (y/n). We could be arguing in real life but because of the snow we gotta do it over the phone.” You made a face saying that you agreed as you shuffled through to find a movie he might like.

“If only,” he sighed dramatically looking over to the side, “If only, I could magically teleport to your house. Then everything would be fine.” You hummed in response and everything was quiet until he suddenly spoke up, “Wait. I needa end the call right now, my moms asking me something.” You looked at your phone screen to see him walking out of his room into his dark hall and wondered why he couldn’t just pause the call instead of ending it. But to each their own you guessed so you said a bye right before he ended it.

You looked at all the movies once more laid out on the ground and let out a big sigh. To hell with modern and classic romance. You shoved all of the rented movies aside and picked up the Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Valentine Collection DVD from your shelf and decided to just stick with that. Cartoons were always reliable and you could always compromise with Hyuck since he didn’t have much of a problem with them.

You put the CD in your DVD player and brought a bag of chips and a bowl of candies, putting them on the table in front of the couch. Even though you were spending the night by yourself you didn’t want to break the tradition of doing something special. Besides, people could enjoy Valentine’s by themselves too right? You’d also made nachos and since you wouldn’t be able to order take-out, you’d just stuck with making some noodles. You’d actually been making it as you were FaceTiming Donghyuck so you went over to the kitchen to take it off of the stove and put it in a bowl. And as you were bringing the hot, steaming bowl of noodles over to the table, several loud knocks sounded on your front door.

You frowned because no one was coming home from work yet, it was only around 7pm. So who could it be? Was it a robber or a murderer? Possibly someone who knew you were home alone and wanted to take advantage of that?

Your heart was beating a bit faster but you tried not to overthink because it could’ve just been one of your neighbours needing some help. So you tip-toed to the door and looked into the peephole to see Donghyuck in his lilac hoodie and sweats….. with no jacket or any other outerwear….. Was he crazy?

You flung open the door and grabbed his arm, jerking him inside your house and shouted, “Are you crazy?! What are you doing out in the freezing cold with no jacket? Nor no proper pants or shoes?!?!” You pointed towards his now soaked Vans. Donghyuck didn’t respond and you looked at his face to see his teeth chattering.

“Absolute idiot.” You mumbled to yourself as you removed his shoes and moved him over to your living room. Luckily, it wasn’t snowing that hard outside so his clothes weren’t really soaked but it was a long walk to get to your house from his. So you rushed to grab some towels, a bigger blanket and a change of clothes.

“You’re lucky I still have some of your hoodies over here so you don’t have to wear anything of mine and get it wet.” You said to him, offering the clothes. Though he was freezing, Donghyuck still managed to glare at you, teeth still chattering and all but accepted the clothes from your hands. He then stood up and took off his hoodie quickly, flashing some of his golden-skinned tummy underneath the white t-shirt he had on and put then put the other hoodie on. He almost stripped out of his pants right in front of you too if you hadn’t smacked him and pointed towards your washroom. He made his signature displeased face at you before going to the washroom and changing into a pair of oversized sweats you’d found.

Once he walked out, you sat him down on the couch and wiped his hair with the towel since his hood hadn’t covered much of his big head so it was wet. In moments like this, you really wondered why you liked an idiot like Donghyuck. Who constantly made you worry and annoyed you to the ends of the earth. But as you looked at him, grabbing the blanket and putting it on himself with shaky hands as well as around your legs, you were reminded why.

You got up out of the blanket and moved to stand in front of him and rubbed your hands vigorously to generate heat and put them against his cheeks. It was something that you hadn’t thought through as you did it and boy you really wished you had. Because now you were close to his golden face and touching his soft, cold skin. It seemed that he was startled by your actions too as his lips were parted and his eyes were looking right into yours. You felt a bit embarrassed and shy but mumbled, “I’m only helping you warm up faster so you don’t get sick then get me sick.”

So you continued warming up his cheeks by rubbing your hands. All the while he sat there quietly which was unlike his usual loud and chattery self and uncomfortable for you because he was just staring at you. Normally, you weren’t bothered if he looked at you because it wasn’t a big deal. But now? He was looking over every inch of your face almost analyzing it like you’d changed even though you’d looked the same since middle school. Your cheeks were warming up a bit at this and your heart was beating faster because he’d never been like this around you. And as his pale cheeks got some colour back in them, you moved away to sit back down beside him except he grabbed your arm, stopping you.

“Can you hug me?” He whispered, his melodic voice like a beautiful tune to your ears. You froze in your spot at his words.

“W-what?” You stuttered, had you heard him correctly? You looked at him to see that his neck was getting red as he repeated himself in a normal voice, “Can you hug me? I’m still cold.”

You stood there not knowing what to do and just staring at him. Meanwhile he averted his eyes to your bowl of noodles, his body half wrapped in the blanket making him look like a mess but also so vulnerable. As cheesy and sweet Donghyuck could get, he rarely did skinship with you. It was only when you both had to part for a long time then he would give you a hug or sometimes he’d sling his arm over your shoulder casually. But other than that he didn’t touch your hand nor grab your arm nor ask for a hug willingly.

But you knew he still must’ve been cold so you obliged by leaning down and hugging him. Only, it was too awkward, so Hyuck did the unthinkable and pulled you down, forcing you to sit on his lap as you hugged him and now he was hugging you too. Your heart was going a mile a minute and you tried to not touch your chest with his in case he felt it too. There was something different in the air and it was much warmer now as your arms were wrapped around his back, your head nestled right beside his own slightly damp head. And it was quiet as you both sat there, arms around each other and trying to breath normally. You were overjoyed but also shy at the fact that you were sitting on his lap and hugging him.

“Thank you.” He mumbled against your head. You sucked in a breath before whispering, “For what?”

His hold got tighter as he spoke again, “Thank you for always taking care of me and for being my first friend. And I’m sorry that I can never do the same for you. I always try to make you smile or laugh or happy just to give back to you for how you make me feel but I feel that I can never pay you back. And I’m sorry. Especially for today, since you rented the movies and brought all of the food for it to all go to waste. I’ve always wanted to thank you properly but never found the right time to do it and so I hope right now is right. Sometimes, I wonder how life would‘ve been like if you hadn’t raised your hand and offered to help me around. You don’t know how much you mean to me (y/n).”

You pulled back, overcome with emotions at his sincere words and his pure and sweet voice and looked at his face. Those eyes that held the sun in them, that one small dot underneath his eye that you used to love poking, his heart shaped pink lips, Donghyuck was the definition of beauty. And so you felt brave as you did so, not thinking about any consequences as you leaned in to kiss him on his cheek.

It wasn’t that bold but for you, it was as thrilling as swimming beside a bomb in the sea. His skin was so soft and you wished you could’ve just stayed like that for the whole night but you still pulled back, cheeks all warm and looked into his brown orbs that held such purity.

What he did next, you’d never have thought would’ve happened in millions of years. Donghyuck leaned in slowly and softly kissed you on the lips. It was so tender and full of love but also shocking for you that you stayed still. Until his lips started to slowly move against yours, making you react and rest your hands against his warm jaw. After a couple of minutes, the sweet kiss ended as he pulled back to suck in a breath of air.

And you both looked at each other, not knowing what to say or do now that so much had changed and escalated over the past couple of minutes. You had gone from best-friends to whatever this was now and you didn’t know what to ask or say. So you stayed seated on his lap and moved your hands from his jaw to his shoulders.

Donghyuck was the first to break the silence, his cheeks gone red now as he said, “I-I don’t know when these feelings for you started but I just know that I’ve liked you for a long time. And this is random I know but just, the kiss wasn’t a mistake nor was it from being caught up in the moment. I just want you to know that (y/n) that I’ve wanted to do this for a long time now.”

You couldn’t help it as your lips tugged upwards into a smile and your heart filled with ecstasy as you looked at the shy boy, reminding you of when you had first met him. And you replied with something you had been wanting to say for a very long time.

“I like you too FullSun. I’ve liked you since you came here from Korea and I’ll forever like you until the end of time.”

His lips twitched and he let out a small laugh which surprised you as he said, “A little cheesy but thanks.”

Of course the idiot would find such a sweet moment like this as “cheesy”. You rolled your eyes but smiled and looked at his golden face again. How had you been so blessed to fall in love and to know someone like him? You leaned forward and gave him another tight hug murmuring, “I think you’re still cold and need another hug.”

You could practically see the smile on his face as you felt his arms around you and you both gently swayed back and forth like that.

Later on that night, you’d both just laid on the couch together and watched Alvin and the Chipmunks, after reheating your noodles for Donghyuck to eat and you simply just munched on the nachos that you’d put on his stomach to rest on. And for the first time ever, you got to spend Valentine’s Day with the boy you’d loved and wanted as your Valentine for so long, Mr. Loser Lee Donghyuck aka FullSun aka your Sun.

- where angels fall (m.l)

↬ angel! mark lee x reader

summary; any angel that falls from the sky is not an angel anymore, and so you knew exactly what he was when he found him. well, you thought you did, anyway.

↬ warning(s); some non-graphic injury, allusions to religion ↬ genre; fluff + veeery slight angst ↬ words; 6,080 ↬ notes; this is a revamp of a fic i wrote on my old account (linkeai)! i’m thinking of doing this with a few other things from there as well. this particular story is my absolute favourite thing i’ve ever written so i really hope i did it justice the second time around and i hope u like it! <3 (p.s sorry the preview is so long lol its important!)

  By now, there are many variations and retellings of the tale of the scorpion and the turtle. Personally, your favourite had always been about the girl and the snake, and in the recesses of your memory you recalled that it went something like this;

  An unassuming young girl was walking along a mountain path to her grandmother’s house when she heard a rustle in the bushes at her feet. Upon looking down, she saw a snake. Before she could react, the snake began to speak to her in a low, hissing tone.

  “I am about to die,“ the snake had said to the girl. "It’s too cold for me up here, and I am freezing. There is no food in these mountains, and I am starving. Please put me under your coat and take me with you.”

  "No,“ the girl replied immediately. "I know your kind. You are a rattlesnake. If I pick you up, you will bite me and your bite is poisonous.”

  "No, no,“ the snake had retorted. "If you help me, you will be my best friend. I will treat you differently.”

  The young girl then sat down on a rock for a moment to rest and think things over. As she thought, she looked at the beautiful markings on the snake and even she had to admit that he was the most beautiful snake she had ever seen.

  Suddenly, the girl decided. “I believe you.”, she said. “I will save you. All living things deserve to be treated with kindness.”

  She then reached over and put the snake under her coat. Cradled close to her body, she continued the journey toward her grandmother’s house.

  Within a few moments, when the girl had taken not ten steps forward, she felt a sharp pain bloom in her side. The snake had bitten her.

  "How could you do this to me?“ she cried in anguish as the snakes poison ran through her veins. "You promised you would not bite me, and I trusted you!”

  "You knew what I was when you found me,” the snake hissed as it slithered away.

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