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Love Letter - Anton

pairing: classmate!anton x fem!reader.

summary: a boy who confess his love for you with a love letter.

genre: fluff.

LOVE 199 Series: wonbin, sungchan, eunseok, anton, shotaro, sohee, seunghan.

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"okey class..." miss kang, your music teacher, said. "i want you to work on a project that's due on friday, you will have this two days to make it and then show it to the class. ya'll have to make a song and, the work is in pairs, so c'mon"

what a great day for your bestfriend, haerin, not come to class. who will you work with now? ugh, how you hate to work with other people.

"hey, y/n?" a soft voice that you knew perfectly, said behind you.

never mind, you love to work with other people.

"oh, hi anton!" you replied with the biggest smile ever, turning around on your chair to face him.

anton was the cutest boy from your class, he had beautiful brown eyes and a smile that made worthy going to class everyday. you had a crush on him since the year started, his sweet and shy personality caught your heart immediately, he was kind to everyone and the best of the music class.

"uhm... i saw that haerin didn't come today and that you didn't have a pair to do the work, so i was wondering if maybe, you know, wanna work with me?" anton said passing his hand over his neck, looking down his feet. how could you deny this amazing proposal?

"of course!" you replied almost jumping from your chair. god y/n, don't make so obvious that you like him. "i mean, yes, i'll really like that anton." you smiled softly.

"great! so i'll send you a text with my address, is it okay if we go to my house? i think we can use my cello, so..."

"yeah yeah, sure. i'll be there"

haerin was going to die when you tell her.

after spending a really long time deciding what you were going to wear to go to anton's house, you decided that a long sleeve gray shirt and a pair of jeans would be completely fine.

when you arrived to his home, he greet you with a soft smile and comfy clothes. when you thought he couldn't look prettier, oh you were completely wrong. anton took you to his room, opening the door and letting you sit in the corner of his bed. the room was actually very comfortable, it had a very soft bed, and a desk that was full of music sheets, a computer and other type of stuff. his cello was on the corner of his room, you had never seen anton playing before, of course that you imagined that he was as good as he was on everything else.

"i was thinking that maybe we could make a short song, i could play the cello and my brother has a violin that maybe he can borrow you" he said sitting next to you.

"oh, i don't know how to play the violin, anton. i actually can't play any instruments" you confessed.

"don't worry, i'm going to teach you and you'll be ready by friday" anton replied to you with a smile.

"okay..."

"ll be right back"

anton left the room, probably to look after the violin of his brother, you thought. you got up from the bed, going to his desk and looking at the papers that were all spread around. some of them, calling your attention.

"Love 119" was the title, you took the paper in your hands, reading carefully at the beautiful lyrics that you supposed that he was composing.

"Stolen my heart, that girl's a killer

Love so good, feels like a thriller

It's begun

This is an emergency

One-one-nine, one-one-nine

Save my life, save my life

She sets me free

This is an emergency love

You turn on like a flashlight

On and on, grabbing my attention

In a crowd packed shoulder to shoulder

For a moment I saw only you, no other"

"y/n i got the— what are you doing?" anton said getting back into the room, his eyes wide open as he immediately recognized the paper that was on your hands.

"i was just reading this beautiful song, did you wrote th-"

"uhm we should probably focus on the violin" he said cutting you off, his hands grabbing quickly the paper from yours and hiding them under his pillows.

“i’m sorry anton, is actually very good by the way"

"i-it's just some stupid lyrics" he murmured nervously. "we should probably start"

"yeah sure"

the rest of the afternoon you spend it learning what anton was teaching you. his presence behind you, his hands on top of yours to teach you how to properly use the bow were actually making you fell very nervous. his breath touching your neck when he talked, and the way his soft voice was entering your ears, how could you not fall more in love?

you and him spend the rest of the afternoon like that, being so close to each other that you could feel like your heart was coming out from your chest. you were almost ready with the song, it wasn’t actually very hard to play the violin, but this wasn’t what you care the most about right now. could your heart resist this feeling of not telling anton that you liked him? could you really keep hiding your feelings for him?

you were scared to tell him, what if he doesn’t feel the same about you? what if he just sees you as a friend and just wanted to be nice with you? what if he thinks that you are ugly? what if…? what if…? what if…? what if…?

“y/n are you paying attention to what i’m sayin?” he asked behind you, you were so lost on your mind.

you turned to look at him, putting the violin down and looking at his beautiful, big brown eyes. he is even prettier this close, you thought. his face was so close to yours that if you move forwards a little bit, his lips would be all over yours. you saw his face, his eyes looking at you like if he was scanning you. his eyes going from yours, then your lips, and then your eyes again. you got a little closer, watching as anton’s cheeks were starting to become red. he didn’t even move a muscle, he was just taking a moment to look at your face.

“anton, i…” you hold your breath, are you going to confess right now? “i should probably go home, is getting late and my mom is waiting for me…” stupid y/n.

“ah y-yeah, yeah. you’re right, yeah” anton answered getting a step back, his eyes looking everywhere but you.

“thanks for teaching me how to play the violin, see you tomorrow at school”

“see you…”

the presentation went really good, anton and you performed the song and it was amazing. you even got the higher score of the class 10/10.

the past two days all you could think about was what happened at anton’s house. the last days that you had been even more closer to him due the proyect, made you realize that your feelings for the sweet boy were actually true. you and haerin already had a conversation about all this situation, she told you that it was better to express your feelings than to hide them. after all, you didn’t know what could happen.

you left the music classroom and went back to the normal, the door was closed and there was no one inside. your thoughts were eating you from the inside, all you can think about is anton, anton, anton…

anton and his sweet smile, anton and his beautiful black hair, anton and his gorgeous brown eyes, anton and how soft and kissable his lips looked back the other day.

you unzipped your backpack, taking out your water bottle thinking that could drown your thoughts alway. but instead of that, a small pieces of paper that were arranged like flash-cards and a yellow piece of paper fell to the floor. you took them in your hands, opening carefully the yellow paper first and reading what was in the inside.

“You turn on like a flashlight

On and on, grabbing my attention

In a crowd packed shoulder to shoulder

For a moment I saw only you, no other"

—Love 119

Love 119…? Love 119… oh god, this can’t be real.

you sweared to god you were going to die from a heart attack in that moment.

you took that other papers, the flash-cars, on your hands. once again, reading carefully what was in the first piece of paper.

“A satellite is an object in space that orbits around the earth until it stops working, they send signals to let the earth know how the sky feels.”

then the second.

“Even tho i can’t send you signals about my feelings for you because i’m too shy and scared of rejection…”

and finally the third one.

“…I want to be your own satellite, in that way, i could orbit around you for the rest of my life”

you felt like you were going to cry at any point, a smile appearing on your face from ear to ear. no one has never give this kind of sweet and beautiful thing before.

“so… what do you think?” a male figure that was standing next to the classroom door said. anton.

“was this you?” you asked, standing from the chair and walking to him.

“why it looks like you’re going to cry?” he laughed a little bit.

“because i am!” you said whipping your tears away. “no one has ever done this before to me”

“i’m actually very glad that i’m the first one” he smiled.

“why didn’t you tell me before?”

“because i’m too shy and i could barely talk to you before, also i was super scared that you didn’t like me back” he confessed.

“but of course i like you back, anton. do you now how hard was trying not to kiss you back when we were on your house?” you told him.

“tell that to me, i couldn’t sleep knowing i wasted such an opportunity” you giggled.

“and do you want to waste that opportunity again?”

“no” he quickly replied.

“then kiss me, kiss me anton”

his hands went to cup your cheeks, his lips coming closer to your until finally, it happened. anton’s lips were soft against yours, just as you imagine, his lips moving perfectly on yours, the kiss that you both have been waiting for so long was finally happening.

“was the lyrics of the song that i read on your house, were about me?” you asked, your forehead pressed against his.

“you weren’t supposed to see that” he said with and embarrass smile, hiding his face in your neck.

“awww, but it was so cute!” you laughed, your hands touching his hair. “are you going to let me read it now that you know i like you too?”

“maybe…” he thought for a second, looking back at your eyes. “just if you give me another kiss” he smiled.

“i’ll give you a million of kisses anton” you replied connecting your lips once again.

The train station boy - Wonbin

pairing: stranger!wonbin x fem!reader.

summary: you saw him every single day on the train, he was there always after you finished school. who was this handsome young boy? and why did you wanted to talk to him so badly?

genre: fluff, strangers to lovers.

warnings: none.

LOVE 199 Series: wonbin, sungchan, eunseok, anton, shotaro, sohee, seunghan.

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Every single day he was there, you didn’t knew who he was, he wasn’t even in your the same school as you. He had long black hair and big brown eyes, he was tall and was always hearing music.

You didn’t knew his name, but every time he looked at you and gave you that soft smile, made your heart flutter. You “met” this boy on the train station, you said met between quotation marks because you didn’t actually knew him. You knew how he looked, and even how he smelled, even tho that’s kinda weird to know about someone you had never talked before.

He was always by himself, you never saw him getting in the train with a friend or any other people. One thing you knew about this mysterious boy, was that he lived somewhere around your house. He got out of the train in the same station that you did, with the difference that he walked a few more streets than you did to get to your home.

One day you decide trying to talk to this boy of the train. after all, you find him actually very cute, and you didn’t consider yourself ugly, so why not take the risk? This was your last year of high school, and it wasn’t that you were needy for a boyfriend or actually searching desperately for someone, but you thought that it would be cute to have a boy in your life.

When you got to the train station that day, he wasn’t there. 3:35 pm, he was always here by that time. when you got into the train and the doors where about to close, he ran into quickly with a girl and a bouquet of roses in his hands. oh, you thought. of course he had a girlfriend, how someone this good looking wouldn’t have? the girl even tho never kissed him, she was very, very close to him. damn, at least he didn’t reject you directly on your face, it would be embarrassing for you. Even still when the train arrived, he was taking the girl to his house, you guessed.

Weeks passed and you always tried to not look at him like you usually did. he has a girlfriend y/n, if you were his girlfriend you wouldn’t like that a random girl stared at your man for 35 minutes while she was going home, that was what the voice in your head always said. Until you were saying that while staring at his soul, you just literally zone out looking directly at him. he was also looking at you, like trying to guess what did you want or what was happening. but you just looked the other way with your cheeks more red than a tomato. When you were 100% sure that he was not looking at you anymore, you glanced at him, seeing in his face that pretty smile he had.

One night after you went to a friend’s house, like you did usually, you took the train to go home. It was 7:50pm and the next train would be at 8pm. you sat on a bench, plugging your headphones and playing this one song called “Love 119” you discovered a few day ago and you were totally obsessed. A tall figure started to walked near you, the boy from the train. he gave you a soft smile and stopped a few meter away from you, probably he was also waiting for the next train to arrived.

You lowered your music volume, afraid that he would hear how loud you were playing the song. He stand still for a few minutes, after he turned around abruptly, looking at you. you paused the music, waiting for him just say something, but he was just looking, maybe this is how he feels when you stare at him on the train.

“Hi, my name is Wonbin” the boy said, you couldn’t believe he was actually talking to you. “We go in the same train, i always see you there”

“Of course, i have seen you too. My name is y/n, nice to meet you” how did your voice came out so naturally? you were shaking like crazy.

“What are you doing here this late? You always take the train of the afternoon” he said.

“I was at a friend’s house…”

“Ahh i see…” wonbin said, his hands in his pockets. “Cool”

“Yeah, cool” you replied to him.

He turned around again, looking at the train rails. You were ready to play the song again, when he looked at you again.

“Yeah so, i know like that this is super weird and that we don’t know each other. but do you, maybe, wanna hang out sometime?” he said, shaking his head a little due the the nervousness he was feeling.

“I’m sorry to ask you this so straight, but don’t you have a girlfriend?” you told him, remembering the girl of that day.

“What?” wonbin said with a look of confusion on his face.

“I saw you with a girl a couple of weeks ago, a girl and a bouquet of flowers”

“Oh Minji? No no, she’s my sister and the flowers were for my mother. It was her birthday so i was bringing her flowers”

“Shit i’m sorry to assume that, i was going to talk so you that day but-” wonbin cut you.

“You were going to talk to me that day?”

“No, i-” you laughed nervously. “I mean yes, but the girl and the flowers, and yeah, that” you stutter, he laughed.

“Well, now that you know that i don’t have a girlfriend. what do you said about hanging sometime?” wonbin smiled, that smile that you always liked to see at the train.

“Sure, i’ll really like that” how could this be happening? did you waste all this time trying to talk to him when he also wanted to talk to you? this is why you have to take risks sometimes.

“Good” the boy said with a bright and big smile.

“Y/NN! What are you doing” he said jumping over you softly, while you were lying on the bed.

“Won, i’m writing in my diary how we met” you explained with a smile.

“But whyy? You are with me every single day now, you don’t have to write how we met again. besides, i’m sure you wrote that the night it happen.” wonbin said, hugging you from the back.

“Who said a wrote it that night?” you teased.

“You didn’t write about me?” he said with a hand in his chest, acting offended. “Auch” you laughed.

“I’m joking, i’m joking. i just really like to remember that moment.”

“Yeah, i really like to think about it too” wonbin smiled. “Tsk, when you thought i had a girlfriend…”

“And now your sister likes me more than you” you told your boyfriend, sticking your tongue out.

“I’m actually not gonna argue into that”

“It’s because you know i’m right”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now put your pencil down, i came because i want my girlfriend to cuddle me” wonbin said getting comfortable in the bed.

“Awww you’re such a cutie, i love you. Let me finish writing this and i promise all my attention is going to be with you”

“Okay…”

—And after that nigh, wonbin and i started dating. Thanks to that, now i have the best boyfriend in the whole world, and i love him with all my heart—

You put your diary in your table nigh and came closer to Wonbin, letting him out his head in your chest. One of your arms was around his head, allowing your fingers to draw figures on his back and touching his long hair.

“I love you wonbin” you said softly, kissing his head.

“I love you more y/n”

Ballerina - Shotaro

paring: bestfriend!shotaro x fem!reader

genre: friends lo lovers, fluff.

summary: he was always in your ballet presentations, he was always encouraging you to chase your dream. he loved watching you doing what you loved the most, even if it was not him.

Love 119 Series: wonbin, sungchan, eunseok, anton, shotaro, sohee, seunghan.

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“Are going to the theatre tonight?” you asked while packing your ballet shoes and clothes in your back pack.

“Of course” your best friend, shotaro, said from your bed. “You know i wouldn’t miss a presentation from you”

“That’s why you are the most wonderful best friend in the world” you told him with a smile.

Best friends, just that. You’re best friend.

“Yeah, bestfriends…” shotaro said in a whisper, allowing only himself to hear what he was saying.

“Did you said something?”

“Oh no, just saying i’m excited to see you tonight”

Tonight you were going to perform one of your favorite ballet dances ever, “The Swan Lake”.

“Gosh i’m dying of excitement” you exclaimed. “If i do something wrong i would die of embarrassment, can you imagine if i fall?”

“You’re going to be perfect, you are perfect. That’s how you’ve been always”

Since a couple months ago, Shotaro started saying those kind of things to you. At first you didn’t pay much attention to it, he has been always the type of touchy best friend, giving you hugs and sometimes holding your hand. But from a few weeks now you have been felling this type of… something in your stomach, butterflies are they called? Of course every time you feel them you drawn them away, but then shotaro said something cute to you and they rise again.

“Thanks Taro”

Hours passed and your presentation finally came, you were playing the white swan, so it was a really important role for you. It was perfect, you pushed yourself so hard that the presentation was incredible, perfect.

“You were a.ma.zing” your bestfriend said emphasizing the last words. “ I bring you this…”

“YOU BROUGHT ME TULIPS!?” you exclaimed, seeing the bouquet of flowers that he was hiding behind his back. “YOU KNOW HOW I LOVE TULIPS!!”

“Yeah i know” he laughed. “That what i bought them”

“I love you with all my heart Osaki Shotaro” you thanked him giving him a big, tight hug. You didn’t knew the impact your words had into him, his heart beating faster due to how closer your bodies were.

He loved watching you doing ballet, he loved you.

“First position… Second position… Third position…—Kazuha keep your back straight— Forth position… Fifth position… Rest” your ballet teacher said.

You had ballet practice almost every day, making difficult going out with shotaro. And the weekends you had free, you spend them with your family.

Although shotaro would rather have you on his bed while watching your favorite movies, he went to see you practice every day he could, taking you to eat something after.

Today was no exception, a few minutes after the practice started, you saw him poking his head through the door with a big smile on his face. He waved at you, you gave him a smile saying hello too. What you didn’t notice was that maybe you smile at him too much, and of course your teacher saw you smiling at the boy that was on the door.

“y/n even tho you did good in our presentation two weeks ago, that doesn’t allow you to spend all your practice smiling at your boyfriend that is on the door” she said with a firm tone.

“Huh? He’s not my boyf—”

“You should probably tell that to him, he comes here every. single. day to watch you dance” your teacher cut you off. “If you’re not in love with him, he surely is with you”

You gave a little glance at the door and shotaro was not there anymore. Shotaro? In love with me? Impossible, we are just friends. Best friends.

Best friends?

Best friends.

And why do you think about him all the time? Why do you want him to hold your hand and hug you forever? If he isn’t in love with you, now you know you are definitely with him.

After practice ended, shotaro took you out to eat your favorite, spicy noodles. Every time you ate that with him, you could spend hours laughing at his poor tolerance to spicy food.

“My tongue is burning” he said poking his tongue out, you laughed.

“It’s NOT spicy, shotaro”

“Yes it is, you just like torturing me. The things i do for you y/n… the things i do for you”

“It’s not my fault you can’t eat spicy food, i do enjoy watching you eating tho, it’s funny how you’re always complaining”

“I enjoy watching you eat too”

“Tsk, why?” you said while eating more noodles.

“I enjoy watching you doing whatever, dancing, eating, sleeping, studying. I love watching you doing any-”

“Stop saying things like that, taro” you cut him off, the butterflies in your stomach appearing again.

You couldn’t ruin your friendship with shotaro, he has been your best friend since you remember. You are not supposed to like your best friend, not in that way.

“Why?” he asked, turning his whole body in your direction.

“Whatever effect your words have on me, you have to stop them. My stomach is doing backflips right now” you confessed.

“That’s not something bad”

“It wouldn’t be bad if you were not my best friend, you are not supposed to make your best friend feel those kind of things” you told him, looking down and playing with your own hands.

“Just get the hint y/n” Shotaro answered, putting his hand in your chin and forcing you to look directly into his beautiful eyes.

“What?”

“I thought you would be smart enough to discover it by yourself” he giggled.

“I really don’t have any idea of what are you talking about right now”

“y/n, me, Osaki Shotaro, i’m in love with you”

“no you’re not”

“yes i am”

“no you’re not”

“yes. i am” he smiled softly.

“Shotaro, I… i’m in love with you too. It’s just that i wasn’t sure if you liked me back, and i didn’t want to lose your friendship so i tried to burry my feelings but-”

Shotaro caught you completely off guard, his lips went directly into yours. The kiss was sweet, it was like if all the feelings both of you were trying to hide, were finally coming out. One of your hands was cupping his cheek while the other one was in his neck, pressing him more closer to you. You have been waiting so much for this momento to come that you didn’t want to waste any second.

“You know, in the bottom of my heart a kinda knew you like me too” he said breaking the kiss, smiling brightly.

“And why is that?”

“Your hand always shake when i hold it”

“Damn it, i thought it wasn’t that obviously” your cursed.

“It’s cute”

“You’re cute”

“Aww how lovely, do you want to go out with me tomorrow?” he asked.

“Are we going to eat spicy noodles?”

“Yes”

“It sounds perfect to me” you answered back, kissing his cheek.