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For the mystery drabble game-Seungwoo and 7?
here it is, thank you for requesting this! I hope you really like it!! this is slightly shorter than some of the other stuff I’ve written, but I hope you enjoyed the read regardless
7. someone messed up and gave you something that belongs to him.
[2:27 p.m.] you are a very particular person; you like your toast crunchy, you set three alarms in the morning otherwise you won’t wake up on time, and you plan what you’ll be making for dinner monday through friday on the weekend. that’s just how you were, and it’s never bothered you or anyone around you. in fact, because of your precise personality, many of your friends and family have praised you for being so detail-oriented. but that’s a different story for a different time. one thing that tagged along with your particularity was that when you would do any sort of online shopping, once made available, you would track your package. you’ve always done it and it never seems to fail you. you are always guaranteed to receive your package when the mail service says so, and to this day, they’ve never disappointed you. but, maybe sometimes unexpected things happen, seldom to teach particular people like you some sort of lesson.
you’ve just checked your email and clicked the one regarding your most recent amazon delivery. you ordered a step-by-step calligraphy guidebook and a set of calligraphy pens you’ve been dying to get your hands on. now that both things are here, you can’t wait to embark on your newly-found hobby. you whistle down to your mailbox and unlock the small metal door. sure enough, with some spam mail, a few coupons for the pizza place down the street and some bills, your package lies for you to open. grabbing your mail and shoving it between your arm and shoulder blade, you lock up the mailbox door and head back up to your apartment. you unlocked the door to the cozy space and plop yourself down on the couch. you sort through your mail and put them in appropriate piles, then you open up your package. instant shock runs through your veins as you try to decipher the products you’ve just unboxed. you expected a cute little calligraphy how-to guide and your colorful calligraphy pens, just waiting to be used. instead, you’ve unwrapped the manila-colored packaging to reveal hair gel, a mini buddha statue and a small bottle of propolis. huh, you think, amazon’s messed up before, but never this badly. upon further inspection and out of sheer curiosity, you looked back at the packaging these items came in, and your heart stopped. this package wasn’t yours, it belonged to han seungwoo, one of your neighbors and one of the most attractive human beings you’ve ever laid your eyes on. he’s the quiet, shy boy who you sometimes hear humming to himself in the elevator or the one who’s super friendly to mrs. jung, your older neighbor who you’ve always seen as your grandmother. “shit,” you curse under your breath, “what is he going to think, that someone stole his package? I should go return this stuff to him, as soon as possible.” you check the time, and you hope that he is home now. so you gather the items in your hands and head over to his apartment.
he’s not too far from you; if you go down the hallway and then take a right, he’s somewhere in the middle. just to confirm his address, you brought the ripped up amazon packaging, too, and find his front door. you knock with one hand, trying to balance the items in the other. not even two minutes later, the door opens to reveal a smiling seungwoo, who’s wearing a t-shirt that beautifully flatters the tattoo peeking on his collarbone. “uh, I believe I have some stuff for you,” you tell him before handing him the things. “oh? I didn’t know amazon had your neighbors delivering stuff to you,” he teased, although you could see a growing pink on his cheeks. it was your turn to shy away from as you tell him shamefully, “I may have received it in my mailbox, and I may have also ripped it open in excitement because I was anticipating something else. so... that’s why I’m here. I’m so sorry,” you tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, a gesture seungwoo notices makes you look angelic. but he pushes those thoughts to the side and clears his throat, before saying, “it’s not a big deal. actually, I’m glad you’re here because I have your package. of course, I didn’t open it or anything,” -you glare at him with your eyes squinted- “but I have it here for you, safe and sound. let me grab it real quick,” and he steps into his apartment. a short few minutes later, he’s back at the door, and your package is in his hand. you grab it from him and subconsciously take note of the light zing you felt as his fingertips grazed your own. “see you around, y/n.” he softly smiles, before closing the door and you’re on your way back. you check the package as you walk back to your apartment, to find your name on it (thank god) and you see, scribbled down on the bottom, “meet me for coffee this weekend? XXX-XXX-XXXX” and just maybe, you wished the mailman would screw up again like this in the future.