Cereal

Cereal

Watanabe Haruto

After some struggle, just as you're about to reach for your favorite box of cereal, another hand reaches for it and you both grip it, in unison.

Haruto looks down at you and tugs at it while you do the same, trying to keep yourself balanced as you stand on your toes.

"Leave it," he says, tugging at it again.

"No," you shake your head, your grip tightening on the box, "it's mine."

You both glare at each other like two siblings fighting for one candy your mom gave.

"Keep this monitor attitude of yours in class," Haruto smirks and pulls it towards himself, whilst you have a hold over it, "Were in a market, y/n."

"This is the last box, Haruto. I had my eyes on it first." You reply, still holding the box and slowly pulling it to yourself.

Haruto pulls it back with more force and shakes his head again, "I reached for it first."

"Bu-But that's because it was on the top shelf, and... I couldn't reach for it." You try to reason with a small pout, hoping you would lure him into letting you have the last box of one of your favorite breakfast and snack.

It's been a week since you ran out if it and after days of being busy, you finally got some time to get groceries. You weren't going to let the last box of this cereal being taken away by someone else. Especially Haruto.

Unfortunately in return, Haruto just scoffs and snatches it from your grip, he was indeed strong as he looked, and holds it over his head so that you can't reach for it.

"Are you trying to mock me?" You ask, offended by his actions.

"You're right, shortie," He turns around in a swift motion, placing it in his basket and continued his tasks.

"Come on, Haruto, let me have it, please..." You pleaded, walking side by side with him, "What's the catch?"

He stops in his tracks and looks at you, "Nothing," and continues to walk again.

"What do you mean, nothing? How about this?" You stop him and he looked at you with anticipation, "I'll let all your mistakes slide for this week in class. I won't complain to the teacher."

"Really? All that because of a box of cereal?" His sounds surprised.

You nod once again and he sighs, chuckling and placing the box in your basket, "You're too cute, shortie, keep it."

"Really?" You stare between him and the box and chime happily, "I'll keep my promise, Haru. Thanks!"

He laughs once again as you stare at him in awe, "Don't call me that again, and no, you can complain as much as you want to. Not like I care," he shrugs.

"Really wish you did, though."

{Treasure} You sigh in disappointment after realizing that giving Junkyu the chopping duty was never a good idea. But that was the only work left after doing everything on your own.

“I know I'm good at singing but that doesn't mean I am a good cook too.” he says in his baby voice with a small pout and you can't help but slowly hold his hands, guiding him on how to chop a tomato properly.

{NCT} Unintentionally standing beneath stranger Chenle's umbrella, you apologize after almost thirty minutes later when you feel him starting down at you.

{NCT} Just like the past two weeks, you stand alone in the small studio realizing that Jisung will no more be with you, dancing.

Even though it's been long, it's hard to forget his giggles, his smile, his scent, his 'i love yous' and kisses.

2018 → 2020 ; from — ot8

Night Train

Bang Yedam

Your head was turned to the glass window, watching as the raindrops fell along the surface, blurring the image of your surroundings, making you sigh and fog the glass slightly. A few minutes later you felt the train begin to slow down and an announcement for your station was made. You quickly got up and as you got to the door and waited for it to open, you realized you had a few more people joining you to get off.

The doors hissed open and you stepped outside taking in your surroundings. The station was almost empty, no soul except you and those who got off, among them being an old man with a gift bag, a pregnant lady and her husband and another young girl who was busy ignoring everything with her music at full volume.

But in amid of feeling tired and waiting, you forgot the reason you came here when your eyes fell over the large clock that hung from the rafter which showed half past one, was it that late already?

You got out of your trance when you suddenly felt someone embracing your figure from behind, a familiar fragrance mixing with the smell of rain, coming to you, "you came."

"You too," you turned around to face your lover who's features were being complemented by the blue, station light, and smiled at him, "Yedami..."

"Of course I did," Yedam smiled back and leaned in, placing his lips over yours in a small kiss, "I missed you so much."

"I'm here now," you cupped his face as he leaned in your touch despite the coolness of your hands.

"Not for long though," he tried to suppress his sadness in his statement but it was still obvious to you.

"I'm sorry," you reasoned, "You know why..."

He nodded his head knowing your situation due to which you had to secretly meet him like this. He smiled reassuringly, moving back to get the umbrella which had been abandoned on the seat where he was waiting for you, previously.

Getting beneath it, you both made your way deeper into the station. Lights were on, yet the place was so cold for some reason. You had no trouble finding the stairway which lead to the street you had to get to and with a small sigh of relief as the sound of the rain seemed to slow down, your feet moved towards his apartment to finally spend some time with each other.

The light pitter patter of rain which was previously bothering you, was now sounding melodious because of the presence besides you. You laced your arm with Yedam's and placed your head against his shoulder.

"When is the next train?"

You looked back up at him and paused for a moment, "Four, forty five," tone upset as you replied.

"We have less time but I'm glad you made it," his arm circled around your waist while other still gripped the umbrella, "We'll make it worth."

You hummed while nodding your head as you both neared his home, "I love you."

Your sudden confession smeared contentment in his heart making it beat faster, "I love you too."