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💫🌷Flowers for you•°~

Sucheon Kang × Reader

[User: SCHNKXG, Wants to send you a message!]

Said the notification that popped up on your screen. "Is this at my main or business account?" As someone who runs two accounts for two completely different reasons, You ask this question to yourself a lot to avoid any incidents of messages being sent to the wrong person at the wrong account.

You swiped down the notification and looked at the small text on top that determines which account of yours received it. Business account. You clicked on the notification and read the customer's message.

"SCHNKXG: Is the Everlight bouquet variation still available?"

"🌷Hi customer! Thank you for contacting Shelter of Flowers through our official Instagram account!

Yes! The variation Everlight bouquet is still available! Would you like to place an order?" You replied with the thought of the customer being someone familiar thanks to their username, The account having no profile picture nor posts and on private doesn't help satisfy the curiosity unfortunately.

"SCHNKXG: Yes, I'll be placing an order for that bouquet."

"🌷Certainly! Would you like the bouquet to be made of paper, crocheted yarn, or real flowers? Would it also be a small, medium, or large bouquet?"

Shipping might take a while... Wilting or nearly wilted flowers isn't ideal at all... Having it crocheted will take long too... "SCHNKXG: I'll have it made from paper, Can I also know the price range for the sizes and variation type?

"🌷Certainly! Here is our price range:

-Bouquets: Crocheted, made of paper, real flowers.

•🌷: ₩1500 [Small, 1 to 10 flowers in total]

•🌷: ₩2500 [Medium, 10 to 15 flowers in total]

•🌷: ₩3500 [Large, 15 to 20 flowers in total]

•🌷: Custom [Negotiable]"

"SCHNKXG: Would it be weird if I gave the receiver a large bouquet?"

Your head slightly tilted to the side as your brows furrowed, "Personally, that would depend on the circumstances/relationship you have with the person you're going to give the bouquet to, Maam/Sir."

"SCHNKXG: Right... Would it be alright if we went with your judgement? I'm not great with matters such as this."

Oh they're inexperienced, Cute that they're trying though. "Of course! It may be a bit of a personal question however, How would you describe/what is your relationship with the recipient?"

"SCHNKXG: I know deep down that I do have feelings for them no matter how much I deny it, I don't want them to know just yet either considering how we're not even that close.. And I'm afraid of doing something that would make them feel uncomfortable."

Sometimes you just want to close down your shop with how jealous your customers make you feel, Yet, Playing a small part in your customer's love story makes you happy too, For the beauty of running a flowershop is seeing the efforts of people make someone feel loved, thought of, and cared for; dead or alive, In a romantic relationship or not. The bravery to confess despite the uncertainty of it, The happiness, Effort, Care, and Love that comes along with it is something who's worth is unmeasurable, Would I get to receive flowers one day too? Dreaming about him gifting me flowers wouldn't hurt to do right?

"I suggest starting off with a small bouquet with a dedication for them :)!"

"SCHNKXG: Okay, We'll do just that."

"🌷Noted! Please fill out the form sent to complete order details!

•🌷Customer Name:

•🌷Order Details: Everlight Bouquet [S] [W/Dedication] [Paper]

•🌷Address:

•🌷Contact Information:

•🌷Method of Payment:

1). Electronic Money/Transaction

2). COD

•🌷: Dedication message:"

"SCHNKXG: Name: Sucheon Kang, Address: --------, Contact Information: ---------, Method of Payment: 1."

Sucheon...? You placed your phone down to the side, staring at the ceiling as you lie down on the soft mattress of your bed. Well thats a new level of hurt...

That's one thing hurtful when you run a flowershop, sometimes the person you like will order a bouquet from your shop for someone special to them. And we can't say that the special someone is you.

But why Sucheon Kang? out of all the people you could've liked why him? Why him of all people? Why did you like the hot-headed and prideful heir of Baekdu? Is it because of how he looked at you in the eyes with acknowledgement every single time? How he treated you like an actual authentic person and not just by an assumption of your character? Or something deep that struck right through you that weaved you to him immediately? Everything perhaps?

What should I even say? I don't want to seem like a creep or an obsessive stalker. I mean my name wouldn't be put on the note but still... Sucheon paced around his room, thinking.

Your phone vibrated against the mattress, catching your attention. Right, he didn't send the dedication message yet and must've typed it last. He must've sent it now- HOLY SHIT?

"SCHNKXG: I like you, [Reader]. -Someone who admires you from afar."

🌷Was eating a shawarma when I thought of this so why not. Hehe.

💫🌷I miss you•°

[SCHNKXG sent you a message.]

Your phone vibrated with a notification, you put your pen down on the table and picked up your phone. A smile curved on your face as you read Sucheon's message.

"SCHNKXG: I miss you."

You sent him a reply before turning off you phone and continuing with your work. He sent another message, you picked up your phone again.

"SCHNKXG: I'm gonna call, I can't stand it anymore."

You chuckled reading his text before replying. "Okay :)."

Your phone rang and vibrated as soon as he called, you answered. "Hi Sucheon." You smiled. "Hi, I miss you- Wait... Sucheon? What happened to Suchy?" He asked, his brows slightly furrowed. "Oh my bad. Hi Suchy." "...Better."

You leaned your phone against your pencil holder and continued studying, and Sucheon silently watched you doing so.

"Suchy, I can hear the shutter sound of the screenshots you're taking."

"What screenshots?" He asked, clearly playing dumb and his ears are giving it away with how red they are.

You couldn't help but laugh with how he tried to deny it even if he knew that you already saw right through him. He loves how your laugh sounded, its such a sweet sound of happiness to his ears... And your smile? Call him delusional or in a hallucination but he swears he sees a light yellow aura radiating from you whenever a genuine smile curves on your face. Everything felt lighter and calmer whenever you're around, everything looked much more colorful and vibrant in his eyes, You're ethereal to him. His source of warmth. Who would've thought that you, a non-awakener would be someone deeply loved by him?

As deep as he loved you, the pain in his heart was just as deep as it too. The tears streaming down his face felt warm... But not the kind of warmth he liked, no. It's not your warmth. He's even unsure whether he'd view the feeling of warmth the same after this. He hated everything that's happening right now, he loathed it.

"What's taking so long, Sucheon? Don't tell me you've fallen hard for a pathetic non-awakener." Supil glared at his own son. "It's Baekdu, or them."

Sucheon's hand trembled, his breathing unstable and more tears streamed down his face. Choosing Baekdu means He'll lose you and betray himself. Choosing you, means He'll betray Baekdu and lose everything he worked for, Baekdu is dear to him. But not dearer than you. And he knew that, he knew he will always choose you.

But if Sucheon chose you, both of you would be killed. Afterall, the act of betrayal makes you a traitor. And what do people mostly do with traitors? Kill them. Be it physically or figuratively. What is Sucheon there for if he's no longer the heir? But what would people make of Baekdu if their heir left for a non-awakener? Who would take over Baekdu in the future if Sucheon is dead?

You raised your hand and pointed a makeshift gun at him with your fingers. "You're not the only one with a gun now, Suchy. Don't be afraid to shoot me." You softly smiled at him, knowing that either-way... It's you who'll wind up dead.

This is the first time Sucheon ever hated your smile and the warmth it brings him. How could you still smile at him when he's pointing a fucking gun at you? How could you smile at him when he's about to kill you? Stop smiling please... I don't want to remember your smile like this. Please. My dearest please. PLEASE STOP SMILING! LOOK AT ME WITH HATRED!

Baekdu or you...? Baekdu or...

Sucheon dropped the gun and for the first time in his life, he knelt down to the floor and begged. Begging to spare you, begging to let you live and he will ended things with you. Supil however, only looked at his son with a mixed expression. Is it disgust? Dissapointment? Dismay? It's not known. Yet it screams pity. Pity for his son that fell hopelessly in love with someone who isn't even an awakener like them. Pity that his son was this soft.

"I miss you." Sucheon softly sobbed, Looking at the photo of you in his phone. Regretting and wishing that you died in his hands instead of his fathers. Maybe your death wouldn't have been so painful. "I miss you." The tears streaming down his cheeks were warm... he hated it. He hated its warmth. He hated how it reminded him of you.

💫🌷Put your head on my shoulder•°

|Scene/Imagine context: It's a school field trip and you are seated next to Sucheon in the bus. You fell asleep and your head rested against his shoulder.|

•If it were anyone else, Sucheon would definitely move (Or push) their head off of him and is unapologetic about it—cause why should he care? (This also applies to you IF you're not close with him).

•If it were you however its a different story. In a platonic perspective, I can see him not minding at all as long as you DO NOT drool in your sleep. In a romantic sense, Crush context: His breathing would get a little heavy to maintain a composed demeanor, the blush on his ears says a lot on how much he's panicking inside/flustered he is though. He would be STRESSING. Not moving much too as to not wake you up. In a relationship context: He would definitely rest his head against yours and hold your hand—would also not move too much to not wake you up.

•Chances are pretty high that Sucheon will adjust you to a more comfortable position if your position looks like you'd crack your spine any moment now. (While making sure he's comfortable too, to avoid moving around and adjusting all the goddamn time).

•Inyeong is seated in front of you and Sucheon with Hyeonga. He was about to show Sucheon something on his phone when he saw it. He looked at the two of you first, then to Sucheon—grinning at him mockingly/teasingly before snapping a photo of it (He definitely showed it to Hyeonga).

•I can also see Sucheon leaning to the window—If he's in the window seat—and sitting a bit slanted so that you could lean against him—on his chest—and sleep more comfortably. He'd use his arm for support to keep himself upright if you're the one in the window seat.

I can kinda see him sneaking glances to you, admiring you and stuff but I think thats just me.

💫Sucheon Kang Headcanons: 1

•A light sleeper that is easily waken up even with the most subtle movement anywhere near him when he sleeps or the smallest noise being made.

•Definitely has Insomnia, I don't make the rules.

•Listens to music (Even his favorite ones) with either the STRAIGHTEST face known to mankind or humming along—there's nothing in between.

•I can see him listening to: The Weeknd, Al James, Chase Atlantic, Arctic Monkeys, Childish Gambino, MCR, and Cigarettes After Sex.

•Chase Atlantic coded—I said what I said.

•I can (somehow) imagine him learning how to play a guitar (He'd definitely go for the electric one) and like he got everything he could possibly need and purchased a really good guitar too—only to get frustrated with how the strings are too hard and is hurting his fingers to the point he just can't play at all and left the guitar and the materials he got in his closet to rot. "What the fuck you can change strings?" I can hear him saying that if he finds out you can change the guitar strings to one you're more comfortable in using.

•Definitely gets pissed at the claw machines. I can see him pinching his nose bridge in annoyance if the prize is dropped when its so near to the hole where prizes are dropped in. I think he broke one or two claw machines.

•Has the meanest side eyes and/or eye rolls.

•Better start praying if you show up to an unhinged/out of pocket insults contest and you see him there cause for some reason, even the most basic ahh insults becomes so mean when it comes from him. (His insults fr piss at the soul)

•If he were a character in the Mean Girls, he'd definitely be Regina George.

•He's definitely not misogynistic, racist, homophobic or anything of the likes (Its pretty hard to see him that way too cause it just don't sit well nor does it fit well at all.) but he is definitely the quote "It doesn't matter what you are cause if you suck, you suck."

•He's definitely a Grumpy Admirer Who Secretly Cares or is like very straightforward about it—There's nothing in between (FR GONNA WRITE ABOUT THIS OMG IAJDISJSJFJC).

•Immediately blocks a person if they ask him if he's single when he's in a relationship.

•Other than Bomber Jackets, I think he likes leather jackets, racer jackets, and baseball styled jackets too.

🌷Hell week is hell weeking real hard rn, really sorry if the finals week turned into my final week. Will try to survive through this.🥲

💫🌷I'm into you Pt 1•°

Synopsis: Sucheon Kang is your admirer, the way he shows you affection however is in such an odd way... A grumpy(?) Kind of way. At first you thought he was just trying to be more nicer to people not until you noticed that he's only acting this way to you.

You as: Anon [Anonymous]

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"Hmm? ...Waffles huh?" Sucheon glanced at the clock 12AM. "......Fuck it, its now or never."

"The what?" Text is meant to be confused, maybe he thought that you were askin what was outside, nevertheless you place your phone down on the mattress of your bed as got off and headed out. Upon opening front door of your house you came face to face with white plastic bag sitting on your porch. Cautiously—you picked it up and took it inside.

The waffles are warm, the cream still cold, and the sugar-coated strawberry still fresh. It tasted heavenly—Even better with the thought that the prideful heir of Baekdu went through the trouble of getting it for you. The thought was sweeter than sugar. Mid-chew however you realized that its... quite... odd...? Why would the prideful heir of Baekdu go through the trouble of getting waffles for you this late night?

"Yeah that could be it..." You concluded once you figured that he might be trying to be a bit nicer and decided to start with you first—taking another bite of the waffle.

"These fuckers are really quick when it comes to stuff like this huh?"

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"Thought you didn't get to bring any food with ya?" Subin raised a brow while her arms crossed. "Yeah I didn't get to." "Huh?" "Sucheon got it for me." Subin smiled—But not just any smile, its the smile that she uses to tease people. "What? Why are you smiling at me like that?" "...You're joking right?" "Huh?" "You're fucking slow...." Subin pinched her nose bridge, "He likes you.". Your brows furrowed "No he doesn't.", Subin frowned "He definitely does." "No, I think he's just trying to be nicer and starts off with this." "Why'd he flip me off in the cafeteria then?" "Maybe he's trying to get used to it first, baby-steps you know?" Subin face palmed.

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"That's what you've been doing wrong, the revelation method only applies if the circle you illustrated is almost a full circle not until it touched the line that connected both points and the northern line. You're not gonna create a full circle." Sucheon explained—he flipped through your solution page once more. "Thats the only thing you got wrong, you're good." "Thanks" You thanked with a smile, He cleared his throat. "Ok, I'll get going." He then stood up from the chair and walked away.

Subin and Jisuk (Who's definitely watching the whole tutoring session from who knows where) sat beside you as soon as Sucheon was out of sight.

Subin: First the waffles, next the sandwich, and now THIS?!

Jisuk: You still believing that he's just trying to be nice?

"Yeah?"

They sighed, Sucheon is still Sucheon when it comes to the rest—especially the two of them. You're a different case however.

Subin: You're fucking blind.

Jisuk: Ultra blind promax.

—To be continued...

💫🌷Im into you Pt 2•°

Synopsis: Sucheon Kang is your admirer, the way he shows you affection however is in such an odd way... A grumpy(?) Kind of way. At first you thought he was just trying to be more nicer to people not until you noticed that he's only acting this way to you.

You as: Anon [Anonymous]

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You and Subin sat down on a wooden platform under a huge tree, sheltering in its shade from the blazing sun, the breeze brought by the lake facing the courtyard outside the campus cooling your bodies down. It's campus clean up day and all of the students are assigned to clean their classrooms and certain places within the school grounds, staff and teachers are included in this activity.

"They should've scheduled the courtyard clean up early in the morning or in the afternoon where the sun isn't cooking us assigned to this task alive." Subin muttered, wiping off her sweat with your towel. You checked todays weather temperature on your phone, 33° Celsius.

"...We're already done with this part at least." You sighed, knowing that the two of you might've passed out from the heat if it took the two of you any longer. "Just the hallway left."

"You got water with you?" Subin asked, "Forgot to take it down with us, its in the classroom." "Fuck.." Subin reached for her pocket "Fuck, I left my card in my bag..." The two of you sat in silence for a moment. "Jisuk?" "Jisuk." Subin stood up and looked for him.

No thoughts, head empty, and staring at the grass. Thats how you looked like as you sat in silence. A cold and moist material jolted you awake when it pressed against your skin. You looked towards the direction of where it came from and faced Sucheon, holding two ice cups of 2 different drinks of some sort.

"Did I scare you?" "Just got surprised thats all." "Ahh okay... Got you something by the way." He handed you the ice cup he pressed against your skin earlier as he sat down beside you. You took the cup with a small smile on your face, "What drink is this?" You asked, looking at the light green liquid. "Green grape ade, thought you might like it.", you smiled again "Thanks."—The two of you sat there in silence, just drinking refreshments.

"We found a big dead ass rat right under the pot, I nearly vomi- HOLY SHIT GO BACK-" "OW WHAT THE FUCK SU-" "SHHH"

Subin pushed Jisuk behind a wall and hid behind it too, peeking at you and Sucheon sitting beside each other.

"You see this shit?" "No, your head full of air is too bi- HOLYYYY-" "SHHH".

(This is the best one I can find Im sorry TT)

"Oh the storage rooms?" You said, finishing your drink. "Yeah—got assigned with Jisuk and he's making things more difficult, no offense." You chuckled. "Is cleaning the courtyard easier?" "Pretty much, the heat is what makes it difficult." "Ahh..." Sucheon noticed a spray bottle in the cleaning bucket given to you and Subin, he grabbed it and sprayed a bit on you. "What was that for?!" "To cool you down, you said its hot." He said, trying not to smile. You blinked at him. He sprayed again. "Sucheon." He sprayed again, grinning. "Sucheon." He kept spraying then started chasing you around with the spray bottle.

"Stop it!" You squealed, running away from him. "What? I'm just helping you cool down!" He laughed as he ran after you and spraying whenever he gets close.

You saw a hose on the ground and picked it up, Sucheon stopped in his tracks. "[Name]... Please don't-" "What? You don't want me to help you cool down in such a hot weather?" You opened the faucet and chased Sucheon with the hose spraying water. "[NAME]!" He exclaimed, picking up an empty bucket to shield himself then started running away from you as you chased him around laughing.

Subin snapped a picture of the two—Her and Jisuk giggling and feeling on top of the world. "We're gonna have loads of fun with this shit!" "I'll miss teasing Iseul though." They laughed.

[KDRAMA: Our Beloved Summer]

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Sucheon was walking down the hall, carrying a bucket of dirty water. Subin and Jisuk were walking in the opposite direction as him in same hall, upon seeing Sucheon—the two started snickering.

Jisuk started jogging in a real slow pace while Subin acted as if she was running after him. "Im gonna spray alcohol on you Jisuk!" "Ahh! Subin please no!" Then they started laughing. Sucheon frowned, he knew what they're trying to imply or do, or both. "Oh look Subin a hose! Better start running!" "Jisuk no! Ahh!" The two were laughing and all not until they screamed and ran off, partially laughing when Sucheon turned to them and was about to pour the dirty water onto them.

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"I don't think he understood..."

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You were expecting a notification from Sucheon to arrive sooner or later that says "Outside." When he leaves the stuff he got for you outside your door, a knock isn't what you expected. Nevertheless, you got up and opened the door. He was there. "That's new." "Were you shala?" "...That's not how you use the slang-" "Oh...".

From that day, he would knock on your door instead of sending a message to tell you that he left what he got you in front of your door. He doesn't stay, just hands it to you then smiles—a very tiny one. Then leaves, but the two of you would talk on the phone shortly after.

This day however it was different...

He's sat down with you on the floor of your living room, eating the tteokboki he brought with him for the two of you. "Do you think it needs a bit of spice?" He asked, looking at the tteokboki like something is missing. "I think its good." "Thats good to hear." He smiled—a really soft one, your lips wanting to curve into a smile too seeing it. "Why, did you make it?" You asked—your lips finally curving into a smile, finding the thought of it cute and sweet. Sucheon remained silent for a moment, his ears burning a light shade of red. "So you did make it." "Shut up and eat." "Thats cute." He looked away, his ears getting redder.

A question suddenly dawned into you as you looked at him. "Should I ask or should I not?" You pondered. "Nah Im just jumping to conclusions and assumptions... But what if..."

—To be continued....

Im not yet even done with the "I'm into you" fic Im writing and Im already getting ideas for a whole new fic😭

💫🌷I'm into you Pt 3•°

🌷This is a repost because I didn't like how I wrote the previous one, it bothered me so much that I stopped writing for a few weeks Im sorry TT, (I also hit the back of my head on the wooden edge of a sofa by accident and blacked out for q few days). Also I forgot to mention that this fic is an AU where in there isn't awakened abilities and such.

Synopsis: Sucheon Kang is your admirer, the way he shows you affection however is in such an odd way... A grumpy(?) Kind of way. At first you thought he was just trying to be more nicer to people not until you noticed that he's only acting this way to you.

You as: Anon [Anonymous]

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"Sucheon, can I ask you something?" Your heart raced—regretting that you decided to ask.

He looked up at you—covering his mouth as he chewed. "Yeah?" He swallowed.

"Why are you getting me stuff?"

"Because I can and I want to, simple as that." A non-verbal way to tell you that I like you.

"Why do you want to?"

He was silent, his eyes staring into yours. He looked away eventually, stirring the chopsticks around the noodles to gather them before he spoke, "Maybe because... You're not shit like the rest..." He took a bite. Should I just... tell them?

You laughed a little, God that laugh or yours... "Not shit?" "Mhm." "Not satisfied with that answer but okay." You continued eating, a light smile formed on his face.

1 year before.

All eyes are on him wherever he went, eyes that showered him with either fear or hatred. Of course, who wouldn't fear the prodigal son of a wealthy businessman in a world where the rich reign? Who wouldn't fear the student who have some students under a chokehold with his wealth? Who wouldn't hate being under a chokehold that's used against them? Talk about having your studies sponsored by the Kangs themselves. Who wouldn't hate such an arrogant asshole?

"Ahh- fuck-!" Sucheon cursed, moving his face away. "Oh sorry- did I press too hard or is the alcohol too strong?" [Name]—who found Sucheon in an empty classroom beaten up and bruised—apologized. "You're good. Just the alcohol." Sucheon sighed, turning his head back to your direction. Gently, you rubbed the cotton swab on the small cut on his face.

What the fuck am I feeling? Sucheon's heart started to race. His breathing a little quicker than normal and his ears burned slightly. You're so close to him... Your scent... Your eyes... Your so..."You're the new kid at class 2-A right?" Sucheon asked, trying to distract himself. "Mhm." "Name?" "[First Name] [Last Name], and you are...?" "Sucheon Kang." "Oh so thats you.." "Hmm?" "A classmate told me about you, well.. more like warned." Typical. "What did they say?" "Just told me to be wary of you and that you're pretty arrogant." Again, typical. "Ahh.."

"What happened might I ask?"

"Got beaten up, obviously."

"I meant the details about it specifically."

"Got beaten up by 3 classmates over some petty shit."

"Is that so? Tell me about it."

"Fuckers can't get over getting their shit criticized in front of people, I mean it was fucking ugly they just can't accept it. If you want to be dogshit for the rest of your life just say that, That was in the previous school year too for sucks sake. Took three of them to beat me up and they had the nerve to act all tough and shit." That wasn't everything... Fucking assholes had to bring in that dead man into shit that he got nothing to do with just to get something out of me...

"Ahh... There, all good."

"Thanks." He tapped your shoulder twice before standing up and leaving the classroom.

It's understandable why people dislike him, his overconfidence and pride. Terrible indeed. But using someone's moment of silence when they're grieving the loss of a father and the loss itself as a way to give him a taste of his own medicine? Just as terrible. Though Sucheon's actions and attitude aren't all that justifiable, we can't blame him either for it stemmed from the kind of people he is with at home—if it could be even called one—rooting deep into him.

The suns rays was blazed down at everyone in the field, students sheltered under any shade they could find to take a break. Sucheon sat down at the end of bleachers under the shade of a tree. "Hey you good?" [Name] asked, looking at Sucheon who' looked liked is on the verge of passing out from the heat. Their voice echoed in Sucheon's head, his vision a blur and a haze as he looked up at them. Is that angel or its just light above this persons head? [Name] picked up their water bottle, "Drink up, you're getting dizzy from the heat." They said, assisting Sucheon to drink. The fog in Sucheon's head started to clear, seconds later he managed to hold the bottle and drink on his own. "Feel better?" Sucheon looked at them, their heart pounding and their ears starting to burn. "Yeah. Thanks." THIS FEELING AGAIN? WHAT IS THIS?!

Whatever Sucheon was feeling it didn't just happen when you were near or the two of you are talking, it doesn't stop on the eye contacts you to exchange, even the smile you greet him with when the two of you see each other in the hallways or in the cafeteria. It happened every single time possible as long as it involved you. Though he wouldn't deny that it was nice having at least one new person that wouldn't shoot a dirty or fearful look at him wherever he went. It was like a breath of fresh air to him. One day he even unknowingly smiled back, to which he questioned himself for.

His are arms crossed as he was sitting down on the soft mattress of his bed, deep in thought. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO ME?! WHAT IS HAPPENING?! WHAT AM I DOING??? WHY AM I FEELING THINGS?! WHAT IS THAT FLUTTERING AND BURNING FEELING THAT I FEEL WHEN I SEE THEM?! WHAT THE FUCK?! AM I... BEING HEXED OR SOMETHING?! Nah that can't be real... IT MAKES SENSE THOUGH???

"Sucheon?" Suman waved his hand in front of his nephew's face, no response. "Sucheon???" He tried again. "Yoohoo.." Suman snapped his fingers, still no response.

There's that fucking feeling again... "Sorry for using you as shield." Sucheon apologized as he bandaged your forehead. "It's fine." "Still, you got hurt cause of it." "Like I said, its fine. You're already taking responsibility for the outcome of what you did, that itself is already a sincere apology." "You're not going to.. say.. something?" Sucheon chuckled, "Well, what were you expecting to hear?" He shrugged, "Anger, mean words and such." "What is there to be angered about when you're already making amends?" "Right.." "Mhm." ...Do I... like them? No fuck no. Hell no.

"I can take care of it myself." Sucheon insisted, though hi state and the bleeding wound on his knee burning red says otherwise. You rolled your eyes "You literally couldn't walk without a support." You poured betadine on a cotton swab before gently rubbing it on his wound. Sucheon just stared at you, his heart racing. "There." You said, pulling down the end of his rolled up pants after you finished bandaging the wound. "I'll stay with you till your uncle gets here." "No need, thanks." "I insist." "...Fine." Maybe...? SUCHEON. NO.

The sun was out earlier and the sky was bright, Sucheon didn't expect it would rain really hard moments later. Now he's stuck at a convenience store where he ran into you. "You're gonna get sick, stupid." He grumbled, handing your jacket back to you. "I won't, my place is just down the street so its fine. Yours isn't." You handed him your jacket back, "Just use it to get to the bus stop anf get home safe." You smiled at him softly before sprinting through the rain. Sucheon looked at your jacket, his heart pounding. ...I think I do like them... Oh my fucking God... FUCK.

"...He's at it again." Suman thought to himself, peeking at his nephew who was once again sitting on his bed and staring at nothing from the door after his knocks were ignored 5 times. He then shut the door and sighed. "What's happening to him?"

WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING TO ME?! WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME?! WHY AM I ACTING SO WEIRD THESE DAYS?! WHAT IS HAPPENING?! For some reason, Sucheon's attitude had noticeably toned down a little bit which came across as concerning to everyone on campus and to some people in the company. "Maybe the loss of his father caused this much change to him... Sad but thankfully he's a little more bearable now." Most of the people thought, who knew it was just some person named [Name] who coaxed out those small changes out of him.

"Hmm? ...Waffles huh?" Sucheon glanced at the clock 12AM. "......Fuck it, its now or never."

"What's the container for?" Suman asked, looking at his nephew behind him who was transferring the waffles into a take out box he somehow has. "Can't you eat it in a plate instead?" "...It's not for me." "Oh? Who for?" "Just someone." Suman gave him that look, "Unc it's not that-" "It totally is don't lie to me."

Present.

"Let's go to the lake a block down from school tomorrow, yeah?"

"Do I have options?"

"No, you're going. That's why I didn't ask if you want to."

"Oh."

He smiled a little at your reaction, finding how flabbergasted you were quite amusing.

"I like your smile, don't hide it so I can see it more often."

"Eww, just shut up and eat you flirt." OH MY FUCKING GOD JWDKKDKFKCJFJF

"Hehe."

—To be continued....

💫🌷I'm into you Pt 4•°

Synopsis: Sucheon Kang is your admirer, the way he shows you affection however is in such an odd way... A grumpy(?) Kind of way. At first you thought he was just trying to be more nicer to people not until you noticed that he's only acting this way to you.

You as: Anon [Anonymous]

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It has been an hour or so since Sucheon left your place. The spice of the Tteokboki from earlier lingered on your tongue, the tranquil silence seemingly filled your ears, and the dim yellow lighting stained the white ceiling of your home like ink on paper. The soft smooth material of the couch your body rested upon felt like soft snow underneath you, the coldness of your abode was oddly comforting like the sound of rain.

Your phone buzzed against the wooden material of the table in front of the couch you lay upon—the silence breaking for a split moment, the oddly tranquil state of nothing in your head vanishing into existence. Sucheon sent you a message. You picked up your phone and opened the message.

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"Having the time of your life aren't you?" Sucheon teased, looking at them with a small grin plastered on his face as they took pictures of the scenery before them. "I sure am!" They happily exclaimed, smiling at him.

The way their hair gently danced with the wind as it blew through.. The rays of the setting sun kissing their skin.. Their smile radiant and vibrant like a carefree childhood dream.. Their eyes so full of life and emotion that it just makes you feel so complete, so alive.. so... real... It's like heaven taking a human form, and wherever they go that place is heaven on earth, a paradise so true.

[Snap!] The sound caught you off guard, it was definitely the sound of a camera shutter, although it didn't came from yours. You turned around came face to face with Sucheon holding up a camera similar to the one he got you but in a different color.

He noticed the surprised look on your face, "Thought we could match so I got one for myself." A complete smile plastered on his face for the first time, A smile so fresh and sweet that honey and the freshest fruit you could ever have could never compare to. A sight to behold. "And... Photography seems enjoyable."

You smiled. [Snap!] Sucheon blinked in surprise, "What was that for?". "You took a picture of me without me knowing, its only fair I take a pic of you too." He chuckled, "Touché". He snapped another photo of you.

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The rain poured down from the sky heavily, your weather app is one big liar for telling you that it would be a breezy sunny day—hence, you didn't bring an umbrella. "Man this sucks..." You thought, sighing as you took your phone out from your pocket—contacting Subin when..

"Bus stop?"

"Oh—Sucheon.. and yeah, bus top."

He opened his umbrella and held his hand out to you, "I'll walk you there." You took his hand and walked with him. He stayed you till your bus arrived and offered his umbrella for you to use since it was still raining.

"What will you use if I use your umbrella then?"

"I have this." He took out the jacket you lent him before from his bag, smiling. [See part 3]

You chuckled, "Okay.. Thanks a lot, Sucheon.", He flashed you yet another smile as you boarded the bus.

When you got home, your blew up with text messages from Subin and Jisuk... though most of it just them fighting, again.

"Though I will admit... I think I'm starting to like him.."

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Suman knocked on the door of his Nephews room before opening the door and heading in, " 'Cheon I'm going out, you want som-..." He stopped in his tracks, There he is again... Suman thought, looking at his nephew staring off into space again. Sucheon suddenly smiled and rolled over, lying down on his stomach and hugging his pillow. What the hell is happening to my nephew? Staring off into space is rather okay but what now?! Oh no... He couldn't have grown delusional because of what he's going through can he? Did I just fail as a father figure and an uncle?! Suman then noticed a picture of someone pinned on the wall just by his nephew's desk. Ahhh.... Suman walked over to Sucheon and poked his side, "WHAT THE FUCK-!" Sucheon jolted away, "Oh- Hey Unc.." He grew composed, "Hey lover boy I'm going out, want something?" "I'm not a lover-" Suman shushed him repeatedly, his pointer finger extended. "You don't have to hide anything or someone from me, you can always trust me, hmm? Now, want anything?" Sucheon blinked, "Fried chicken...?". Suman nodded with a smile, "Okay", He left the room. "What the hell was that...?"

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He really did adore it, for every time you saw him—the bracelet is on his wrist. He wore it everywhere he went.

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—To be continued....