"I Prayed For Good Weather And It's Sunny Now. I Think I'm A Weather Fairy."

#we adore our perseus jackson

gotta give it to the percy jackson fans, you really do love your main character. for other franchises, fans usually place the #1 blorbo title on a specific side character. but in percy jackson you really love your percy jackson

this might be the most cutest and heart breaking zbi imagine i've ever read.

YOU'RE SUCH A GREAT WRITER @haesunflower !!

the way he loves | sung hanbin

genre: a little angst, mostly fluff, comfort

pairing: reader (gn) x sung hanbin

about/tags: hanbin has no time for himself and is exhausted. though reader is worried about him, hanbin fears reader will leave him (1.1k words)

hanbin is overworked and spread too thin, yujin matthew and hao are mentioned, sleepy boy hanbin, he's doing his best for everyone 100%, y/n is just worried for him

“You need to stop doing that to yourself, Hanbin”

Hanbin looks up at you, confused. His eyebrows slightly knit together and he tilts his head to the side, as if questioning what exactly you mean. 

To be fair, you did bring it up out of the blue. You couldn’t help it though, he just looks so exhausted. Without any makeup, you can clearly see his dark undereyes, and his skin has gotten so much paler. His eyes are slightly red too, you presume from rubbing it to stay awake. Albeit the obviousness of sleep deprivation, he still showed up to your date today. 

You can tell he’s trying so hard for you. With that, you let out a deep sigh – hand extending across the table to get ahold of his. 

“I’m worried for you Hanbin-ah, I think you’re overworking yourself”

Taking your hand, he softly smiles at you. He brings the back of your hand to his lips, kissing it gently before saying  “Thank you for worrying about me, love. But I’m okay.” 

The vibrancy of his smile, while still plastered on his face, isn’t really there. But Hanbin changed the topic, and you let it go. You listened to him as he told you about the new choreography they’ve been learning and how they’re flying to Japan soon. He tells you that he’s been practicing his Japanese to communicate with fans more. 

Hanbin has always been the kind of person to always put other people before himself. It’s the way he loves. He’s never been the type to be burdened to help another person, it just comes so innately with him. Truthfully, it’s why you fell in love with him in the first place. To be loved by the most selfless person on the planet is something you were grateful for everyday.

Little by little, you start to understand how Hanbin got himself to this position. When they moved in at the dorms, he spent his nights helping Yujin with his homework after practice. You learned from Hao that Hanbin has been helping him with his Korean as well. On top of that, Hanbin has still been showing up to school, attending classes left and right. Yesterday, when he visited his mom at the café, he even picked up a few shifts in the kitchen for a part-timer that didn’t show up that day. And right now, he was carving out time for you when he could be resting.

You spend the next few days distancing yourself a little so that he has more time to himself. You don’t communicate this with him, because you know he’ll continue to insist that everything is fine. 

When you don’t respond to his texts with your usual energy, or stop making plans with him on the weekends, Hanbin genuinely starts to think he’s losing you. He feels like he’s grasping at straws when he invites you to come over at the dorm to watch a movie with him. He’s scared you’ll say no.

But you agreed mainly because you miss him, and you felt kinda guilty for icing him out like that. You rationalized that you would both just be at arm's length from a bed or a couch anyway. So when you arrive at the dorm for your movie date and find him peacefully asleep on his bed, you let him sleep. You patted his head, and tucked his blanket tighter against his body before turning off the lights in his room. 

When Hanbin wakes up, he thinks he messed up.

He looks around the room and wonders how he got there. Checking the time, it’s been 4 hours since he’s invited you over. He frustratingly puts his face in his hands, hating himself for falling asleep. 

He hears voices coming from the living room. Slowly following the sound, he finds both you and Matthew laughing at some Hollywood romcom he hasn’t seen before. There’s popcorn and beer laid out on the floor where you're both seated, and an array of pillows and blankets.

It looks like they’ve been at it for hours, Hanbin thinks to himself. It’s Matthew that notices him standing there first.

“Oh hyung, you’re awake!”

Even though he  says it excitingly, Hanbin can’t help but take it as a dig. You’re smiling at Hanbin and gesturing to him to sit down next to you, but he doesn’t notice. He’s too in over his head, thinking that he fucked up and thus easily replaceable. 

He needs water to clear his head. So he doesn’t respond and just walks to the kitchen. Confused, you get up to follow him.

Hanbin is opening the fridge when you wrap your arms around his waist, head resting in the middle of his back. He stands there and feels your embrace, placing his hands atop of yours as he lets out a deep sigh. Fridge door long forgotten, he says sorry first. 

“Sorry I fell asleep love, I didn’t mean to”. He sounds defeated. His head is hanging low, and he doesn’t turn around to face you, fearing your reaction. You simply hug him tighter and press a small kiss on his back, making sure he feels loved. 

“I didn’t wanna wake you, don’t beat yourself up over it”

Arms still holding him, you crane your neck to the side to see his face. He’s looking down at the floor and biting his lip, as if punishing himself. You use your left hand to force him to look at you instead. 

His eyes are searching yours, as if trying to read you. He looks anxious, as if his next words were crucial. 

“Don’t leave me, Y/N” 

His voice cracks at the slightest, and your heart breaks. Your eyes soften and you run your hand through the back of his head, gently stroking against his scalp. 

“I’m not leaving you silly, I love you too much”

He just gently nods repeatedly, relieved to hear you say that. This time, he engulfs you quickly into his arms, head resting atop yours. You can hear his heartbeat as you rest your ear to his chest. When it slows down, you ask him what he wants to eat for dinner.

You look up at him and he presses a chaste kiss to your nose. It tickles and you can’t help but smile widely at him. His arms are still resting at your waist when he responds.

“Anything you want, love.”

Even in moments like these, he simply yields to what you want. You nod at his response and decide to order his favorite food. You’ll have to have another conversation with him about prioritizing himself for once, but right now, you gladly do it for him.  

He cups his hands on either side of your jaw and brings you to a kiss. Only then, he finally smiles. 

A/N: This one is more fluffy and longer than I thought it would be. Thank you to the person who requested!

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saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

pick up lines - [p.jackson]

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I hated waking up.

Not that sleeping was particularly amazing, being a demigod and all, but waking up really sucked. I'd been resting peacefully (not), when I was rudely shaken from my sleep by the breakfast bell.

Unfortunately, I had never been an early riser, so most mornings, there was a mad rush, involving a lot of mess, losing everything I needed, and desperately trying, (and failing) to clean up my cabin before inspection, which was right after breakfast.

I was generally the one who had the messiest cabin during inspection.

I finally was dressed in jeans and an orange Camp Half-Blood shirt, with my h/c hair pulled away from my face. Then, I ran to the dining pavilion.

I was a daughter of Demeter, the plant goddess. Yeah, I'm sure most of you are thinking: Oh, wow, plants... But seriously, it's kinda cool. I do have some pretty sweet powers. I can grow any plants from practically nothing, control plants and stuff, and sense things in the earth. I can even use plants to travel instantly from one place to another, by just hopping through the trees, or seeds, or flowers, or weeds, or . . . whatever.

I slipped into my seat next to Katie Gardner, my elder sister. She was the counsellor for Cabin Demeter. Katie was super nice, but she was always busy at the moment, mostly hanging out with her new boyfriend, Travis Stoll, Son of Hermes.

"You slept in again," Katie whispered to me, trying, and failing epically, to hide her laughter. "We thought it was best not to try and wake you."

That was probably smart. If someone woke me up, they'd most likely leave that situation with a black eye and seeds growing in their skin. I can be fairly lethal when I want to be.

"I stated up too late again last night," I said back, my voice also low. I didn't like when other kids were listening in on my conversations, especially those Hermes kids.

"Doing what?" Katie smirked, like she knew something I didn't.

"Um..." What was I doing? Hanging out with my best friend of course. Who also happened to be the cutest and most popular guy at camp. The only current Son of Posiedon. Percy Jackson.

"I was with Percy, at the beach. We were finding lost starfish and chucking them back in the water..." My voice faltered. I wasn't good at lying. 'At the beach' was accurate. We'd been laying on a picnic blanket, watching the stars, and just talking about everything and anything, for hours. We did that almost every night. It was the best feeling in the world, just being with him.

"Uh huh." Katie turned back to her food. "He likes you, y/n, I'm sure of it. Just as much as you like him, I bet."

"Katie!" I hissed, my face beet red, but the words pleased me. I'd had a crush on Percy Jackson since the first day he arrived at Camp Half-Blood, tired and bruised and scratched from fighting the Minotaur. He'd limped into camp, stole my heart, and became the coolest guy at camp within a month.

And yes, I was in love with him. We'd been best friends for years, and we hung out all the time. How could I possibly not fall for him, with his stupid trouble-maker grin, his dark, messy hair, his sparkling sea-green baby-seal eyes, and his voice. He was, at least in my eyes, perfect.

***

Later, I was practicing my sword-fighting in the arena, hacking arms and legs and heads off the stuffed straw dummies. I'd never been the best fighter, but I felt like I was getting the hang of my sword.

"Are you a child of Hermes?" a joking voice rang out from behind me. I spun around, and came face to face with one of the Hephestus kids. Leo Valdez, maybe?

I blew my hair out of my face, breathing hard. "Um, no? Demeter, actually. Why?"

The boy, Leo, cracked a grin. "Because you stole my heart."

I blinked, not sure what to say. I never really spoke to any of the kids from Hephestus cabin, especially not this one.

"Uh, okay... thanks, I guess?"

Leo grinned again, then ran off without saying anything else. Okay... that was pretty weird.

I decided to go for a walk, to cool down and to stretch my legs a bit, so I headed for the basketball courts, where a bunch of kids were playing a really aggressive game.

I plopped down on the grass a few meters back from the courts, and watched the game. It looked like Ares and Apollo (a strange match), against Athena, Dionysus, and a couple other kids, like Jason Grace, Nico Di Angelo, and Percy.

I found myself watching Percy more than the other players, but snapped my eyes away from him once I realised. I didn't want anyone seeing me staring at my best friend.

After a while, the players called for a break, and Jason Grace approached me. "Oh, hey (Y/N)," he smiled at me, sitting beside me and taking a swig of water from a drink bottle.

"Hey," I said back. Again, I was surprised at why Jason was talking to me. He didn't usually. Demeter kids were looked over quite a bit, and Jason was one of the big shots - a child of Zeus. Of course, Percy was a son of Posiedon, and he talked to me, but that was different. I'd known Percy for years, even before we came here at twelve years old. I'd know him since he was seven.

"Are you a child of Hades?" Jason asked suddenly.

I frowned at him. "No. Demeter, actually. Why does everyone keep-?"

I was cut off by Jason grinning and saying: "Because I'm dying to call you mine."

I swallowed. "Um..."

Jason got up and walked away, heading back to his game. I was totally confused, so I stood up, brushed off my jean shorts, and decided to go to the strawberry fields, where I usually spent most of my time, among the plants. Plants always calmed me down, and this random guys telling me pick-up lines were a little stressful. I wasn't the kind of girl who normally got guys, anyway.

After a few minutes of walking up and down the strawberry aisles, I ran into Nico di Angelo. Nico wasn't usually the sort of person you ran into in the strawberry fields, so I was surprised.

"Oh, hi, Nico," I said cheerily, waving at him. Nico and I were actually pretty good friends, so I was glad to see him. We got along surprisingly well, considering our parents' rivalry. You know, the whole Persephone getting kidnapped thing.

"Are you a child of Hephestus?" Nico stammered, blushing with embarrassment.

At this point, I was utterly confused.

"No!" I said, frowning. "I'm a daughter of Demeter, and I know you know that, Nico. And why does everyone keep trying these stupid pick-up lines on me? Besides... you like guys, don't you?"

"Well, um..." Nico shrugged and ran off, leaving me in a state of helpless confusion.

I sank to my knees in the soft grass, picking at it with my fingers. "What's happening with me today?" I wondered aloud.

"Hey, are you Aphrodite?" a familiar voice asked. "Because you're divinely gorgeous."

I glanced up, meeting the sea-green eyes of my best friend. "Percy?" I asked. "You too? What's-?"

Percy stopped me, sitting down cross-legged beside me. "Hey, I've- I've liked you for ages, but I never told you because I was scared you'd not feel the same and so we'd lose our awesome friendship, but the guys found out and so they were trying to make me jealous enough to admit me feelings today, by trying out pick-up lines on you, so, well, I- I decided that I should just tell you.”

I sucked in a breath. "Oh my gods," I managed. "You stupid son of Posiedon."

"What?" Percy chuckled nervously.

"Are you a child of the Sea God?" I asked softly. "Because I'm drowning in your beautiful eyes."

Gathering all my courage, I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against Percy's, feeling him smile against my lips, and I couldn't have wished for anything more.

From (3x06) — Scar Tissue

i'm just manifesting. not sure what yet but i am manifesting.

This is the saddest thing I've ever read. Haechan and Jeno's hit personally for some reason to me and I've haven't even had my first kiss yet, lol. If you need something to feel this, read this.

IF I LOVE YOU WAS A PROMISE, WOULD YOU BREAK IT IF YOUR HONEST?

They say the most painful thing is unrequited love, oh they must not know how falling out of love with someone feels.

How NCT dream members would react to falling out of love with you,

GENRE: angst

PAIRINGS: NCT dream Hyung line x fem reader

WARNINGS: Swear words, alcohol, Jeno and Haechan being drunk in Jeno's part.

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Mark Lee:

Maybe it was the 5th time that week that the thought came into his head, maybe it was the 6th time you and Mark had fought again that week.

The constant though kept on pressing his mind no matter how hard he tried to kick it out, it kept on finding its way out to the surface no matter how hard Mark tried to bury it

He does love you, he always did and he always will

So why were things feeling different all of a sudden? Why were his feelings changing all of a sudden?

The realisation hits Mark fast and hard like train.

Maybe a little too hard that he forgets to breath, maybe a little too fast that he tried to brush it off.

It hits again, even harder than before but slower, he brushes it off again shaking his head and closing his eyes

The third time it hits him, was when you kissed his cheek trying to make up all the cruel words the both of you spewed at eachother moments ago. This time it hits him softly but slowly.

This time he realises he doesn't love you anymore, atleast not like how he used to and it hurts, it hurts so fucking much.

But what hurts more was faking his love for you. Kissing you, holding you, listening to you tell him that you love him and that you not going to give up on the both of you without the knowledge that Mark had already given up.

He had given up months ago.

What hurt more was that he knew no matter how hard it was hurting him, that it would end up hurting you even more and that was the last thing he wanted, that was something he never wanted.

He takes you out on a date to your favourite cafe, it has a special meaning. It was the place you first met, the place you had your fist date and little did you know at that moment, the place you would have your last.

He doesn't order anything but asks you to order something for yourself. You knew something was wrong, Mark wasnt being himself. He wasn't cracking jokes or laughing awkwardly, he wasn't smiling at you nor was he looking at you but you just kept quiet. You guys were finally out on a date after quite sometime, you guys were arguing too much, too long. You didn't want to question anything.

"Mark?" You finally ask "is something wrong baby?"

Baby...that word felt so foreign to Mark, as if he was learning a new language, it felt so foreign for him to hear it from you. The way you said it, your tone, he felt his skin prickling because he couldnt recognise it. Not anymore.

"I'm fine...babe" his voice comes out so soft it scared you, but you didn't say anything, you didn't want to.

Time passes by, a little to fast for you too care, a little too slow for Mark to bear. He knew it was time. He just didn't know how he would tell you, he didn't know how he could tell you.

The both of you walk to the park nearby, you smiled upon seeing the yellow orange sunset, you eyes too distracted to see the pain in Marks eyes.

"Y/n" Mark says, not looking at you "mark? Is something wro-"

"I'm sorry" he chokes out, his voice barely above a whisper "I'm so sorry y/n-" he sobbs.

His eyes still refusing to meet yours.

"Mark? Babe what's goi-"

"Im so sorry y/n...but I- fuck"he swears midway his fingers massaging his temples as he tries to blink away his tears.

"I've fallen out of love with you" he whispers "I'm so sorry y/n but I don't think I can love you anymore"

Huang Renjun:

It all began with the small things, he realised he started to look at you in a different way.

At first it was nothing, he ignored it telling himself that it was because you guys spend too much time together, that it was just him getting used to you but slowly it started to become something else

He started to get annoyed at all the things he loved you for, the conversations you shared with him no longer had a spark, all the inside jokes were no longer funny. You no longer had that shine to your face, now you just looked ordinary to Renjun.

All the small things he used to find cute in you know just irritated him, all smalls things he used to adore you for was just felt like nothing to him. He felt nothing for you.

He knew something was wrong, he knew something was not right with him. He loved you so why was he noticing such things now? He loves you..right?

Its alright though, he tells himself again and again everynight when your fast asleep next to him as he's left all alone with just him and his thoughts.He loved you once he can love you again, it's simple.

But love doesn't work that way and Renjun knew it. He knew it deep down

That didn't mean he didn't try, he did try falling for you all over again like he did the first time don't get him wrong. He tried spending more time with you but ever second he spend made him feel bored, he talked to you but every conversation lacked interest. After sometime he realised that every moment he spend with you was dull.

He realised that all the moments the both of you shared was just like a passing scene to him. Like he poster he saw as he walked into the cafe nearby, or the people he saw in the park outside the cafe. It did happen, but it was just a passing moment, a passing moment which had no impact on Renjun.

Renjun realised that he couldn't bring himself to care anymore, atleast not like how he used to.

That didn't mean he didn't care for you, ofcourse he still cared for, he loved you at one point of his life. But now..there was feeling inside of him saying that he could live on without caring for you, he could live on without you.

At last, it stuck.

He gave in

He stopped trying.

It was him, who came clean at the end. He sat there right opposite of you as he ate his breakfast slowly

"y/n..I think it's time we end things"

At this point you had already noticed how things were going, how things were going to go. A part of you knew maybe even before a part of him did. You stopped trying to, you gave in too

"oh" you hated how soft your voice sounded, how fragile it sounded "okay"

Renjun hums in respond as he watches his cereal float in his milk "okay" he hated how he sounded. So selfish, so cruel

You both sit there in silence, both of you hating yourselves for how things came to an end, how things became how they were.

The both of you sit there in silence unable to say anything and the both of you end in silence, without saying anything,

After all you didnt matter to him anymore, at least not like how you used to.

Lee Jeno

Jeno's hand shook.

They've been shaking for some time now, they always seem to begin to shake whenever he thinks of you

"hey bud? You okay?" Jaemin's voice rang in his ear but Jeno couldn't muster back a reply, he was too scared.

"Jeno? You okay?" Someone shook him, Jaemin probably with his worried eyes and frowning face.

"y-yea" Jeno muttered "I'm fine-"

"you sure? You've been staying in that position for quite some time now?" Haechan asked with a worried look which Jeno tried to brush of with his smile "yea-"

A sweet melody fills the room interuppting whatever conversation was going on, as Jeno's left pocket began to vibrate, his phone lighting up against the coarse fabric of his jeans. Jeno freezes, it was the ringtone he set for your number. Only your number

"dude- your gonna pick that up? Isn't that y/n?" Mark asked the younger boy as he watched Jeno snap out of whatever trance he was in

"oh- oh yea...right y/n..." Jeno fumbles to retrieve his phone from his pocket as he gets confused looks from his friends

"y/n? Whatever happened to sweetheart or whatever he called her?" Renjun murmers to Mark as Mark just shrugs

Jeno stares at the contact name he saved you under, the little pink heart right next to your name and the butterfly emoji next to it.

He remembers him typing your contact name after you agreed to go out with him, giggling and smiling ear to ear as he added those emojis. He almost scoffs at his past self.

Butterfly's, how ironic. He always felt butterfly's around you, his heart will swirl and pump clashing against his body whenever he though of you but now, the thought of you made his hands shake, your name scared him. It scared him so much because he knew he fucked up. He always fucked up.

"Jeno you still didn't pick up-ow" Haechan shouts as Mark's hand hits his shoulder "you didn't have to hit me- he could have missed her call-"

"it doesn't matter" Renjun said a little shocked "he just did" his eyes slightly widened as he watched Jeno press the decline button

"I'll call her later it's fine" Jeno says giving them a strained smile muttering "it's fine..it's fine" over and over

"is everything okay between the both of you? Did she do something or?" Renjun asked his eyes still trained on Jeno

"no..she didn't do anything" Jeno shook his head, he did

5 bottles in and Jeno was gone, he never drank so much in his entire life.

"he drank as if he was going through something" Renjun murmered looking at Jeno's wasted body sprawled over the couch "as if something fucked up happened to him"

Little did Renjun know something did happen to Jeno, something so fucked up happened to him

Jeno was half concious half gone, he slurred his words, his brain was half working. He never lost control like this. Something pops up in his mind as he lays on the soft couch next to the table filled with empty bottles, right beside another equally wasted Haechan.

"Haechann" Jeno slurred as he spoke to the younger male "do you remember what you first told me when I started dating y/n?"

"huh? No..what did I say?" Haechan cocks his head towards Jeno, squinting his eyes confused by Jeno's sudden remark

"you told me not too love her too hard at the beginning or else I might run out of all my love for her.. .." Jeno says slowly looking up to the ceiling

"oh yeaaah" Haechan's face lights up, his eye widen as he remembers those words clearly "you punched me in the face after that-" Haechan's hand goes up to his cheek "I was just joking around but you ended up ignoring eachother me 3 days until I begged for forgiveness" Haechan begins to giggle

"right..sorry about that" Jeno cringes at the memory

"naah bro I took it too far" Haechan leans into Jeno's face "I know you love her, your never gonna stop huh loverboyyy?"

Jeno pauses. He nervously looks around, his hands getting sweaty. "Yea...I'll never stop loving her"

Haechan's word at that moment seem to have a lasting impact on Jeno, Jeno felt his entire body tensing up on hearing those words,he hated feeling this way. He needed something stronger, he needed something to numb his feelings

"what's wrong?" A not so drunk Mark asks Jeno holding a bunch of more drinks "nothing give me one-" Jeno stands up so abruptly that he nearly falls down only to be caught by Mark

"I think that's enough for you today buddy" Mark says worried "you sure you want one more?"

Jeno nodds his head as Mark hands him a bottle "that's your last one..yo are you seriously okay? Nothing happened with you and y/n?"

"no- nothing happened"

Yea. Nothing happened. He wished nothing happened, nothing should have happened.

"I'm so sorry for this y/n" A very sober very annoyed Renjun said to you as he held a very drunk Jeno infront of your door. "I dont know what happened but he lost control and got wasted..I would help you get him in but-" Renjun grunts as he tried lifting Jeno "I kind of have to send Haechan to his girlfriend too" beckoning to a equally wasted Haechan who was sitting in the car

"god- he drank quite alot huh" your nose crinkles as Renjun handed Jeno to you "did something happen?" You ask "he didn't even call me back"

"i- I was gonna ask you that" Renjun looked as confused as you did "he uh- nevermind y/n- sorry again but I have to go"

You watch as Renjun rushes down to the car to help Haechan who was trying to get out of the car.

"Jeno? Jeno- c'mon" you try shaking Jeno "just a few steps more baby you can do it-"

"don't call me that-" Jeno's voice slurs "don't call me that"

You laugh "what else am I supposed to call you then? C'mon let's go into the living roo-"

"anything but that...don't call me that" Jeno tries getting away from your grasp as he shifts his body away from yours

"Jeno? What's wrong-"

"y/n..I don't want to do this anymore"

"do what?" Your voice softens "Jeno your drunk come on lets get you to sleep"

"no..y/n I can't do this" Jeno looks at you in the eye "I can't keep on pretending y/n- I can't keep on pretending to love you"

You stop. Your entire body stops as those words come out of Jeno's mouth.

"Jeno- your drunk" you say firmly trying to ignore the slight waver in your tone, trying to ignore the pool of waters forming in your eyes

"y/n..I'm so sorry y/n I dont think I can love you anymore" Jeno whispers as he struggles to stand properly

"your just drunk.. let's go" you grab his hand, this time he takes it occasionally muttering a "sorry" here and there as you lead him to the room the both of you shared.

"I'm gonna go now" you whisper to Jeno as he layed there in the bed

"y/n..I really can't do this. I dont think I love you..not anymore" he says, his eyes shut, his head layed on the pillow "I can't do this.." he mumbles

"your just drunk Jeno..you don't mean it" you whisper as you kneel down to kiss his cheeks, ignoring the slight hammering in your heart. You feel Jeno freeze the minute your lips meet his cheeks and that just makes you feel worser "you dont mean it" you repeated your words.

You kept on repeating your words as you laid down at the sofa in the living room "You don't mean it Jeno" trying to convince yourself more that he doesn't mean it.

But drunk thoughts are sober thoughts, and you knew that. You knew it all too well.

Because the next day when Jeno wakes up he can't find you, nor can he remember the incidents that happened the night before. All he finds was a sticky note on the fridge

"your right. You don't, not anymore"

Lee Haechan:

Haechan fell inlove with you at first sight.

He loved you first, he confessed first, he asked you to be his lover first.

Is that why he was the one to fall out of love first?

Is that why he couldn't look at you the way he did that one Sunday morning? Is that why he couldn't look at you the way he used to anymore.

Did he ever love you? Were those feelings even genuine at a certain point?

Haechan hated constant routines, he hated the same things, he got bored easily.

But he never thought he would get bored of you. Past tense thought

The silence swallows him. It was never silent around him but these days that's all it seemed to be. Just you, him and the contant banging inside Haechan's mind, the constant storm inside his heart.

"hey y/n? I'm going out for a bit okay?"

You don't even turn around to look at him, just humming back a response "hm okay"

I suppose you didn't realise, that this was the only conversation you guys had, other than the daily "morning" wish.

Haechan slipped into his sneakers as he watched your figure sitting in the table doing whatever work in your laptop. Trying to find something, trying to find anything, anything to make him fall inlove with you again.

Haechan was halfway through the door when he heard you shout from the kitchen "Hyuk come home early okay?"

"oh oka-" but he was cut short

"and I love you okay?"

Why did it sound like a question? Why did your love for him sound like a question?

Why did his love for you sound like a question?

"I-" Haechan choked on his words "I love you..too"

He said it in a way as if he was convincing himself more than he was convincing you but it didn't matter, you didn't hear him anyways

He ran out of the apartment the both of you shared. Maybe if he ran fast enough he'll be able to run from the throbbing pain in his heart, maybe he'll be able to run away from the thoughts that filled his head. Maybe he'll be able to run away from you

He finally stops, his legs giving out as he flops to the bench in a park somewhere nearby, his lungs asking for air as he pants.

His eyes meet a small daisy growing next to the bench. You once described your love for him to a Daisy, that thought always made Haechan's heart speed up but now it would begin racing for a different reason.

He stares at the weeds growing near the daisy, the weeds were going to kill the daisy if someone didnt uproot them. But the scary thing was, he wanted the daisy to die. He wanted your love for him to die, just like the way his love for you did.

His hands trembled lightly as his breathing hitches up.

All he feels is regret and guilt.

He regretted meeting you, he regretted loving you, be regretted asking you to be his girlfriend. And he felt guilty for what he was going to do, for all the things he felt or maybe for all the things he couldn't feel. Not anymore, not like before.

Time goes by when your deep thought, time went by as Haechan refused to go back to the apartment you both shared.

He was scared. He was scared of what he was going to do.

The sun set and the sky is filled with orange blue colours. It was going to get dark soon, the clouds were getting heavier. Haechan heart was getting darker and heavier too, a little to heavy for him to carry, a little to dark for him to bear.

He finally decides to return, his thoughts however were still unclear.

"Hyuk? Where were you? Didnt I tell you to come home early?" You ask as you watch Haechan walk into the kitchen

"well..it doesn't matter now. Anyways surprise!" You exclaim as you gesture to the table full of Haechan's favourite dishes

"y/n- what's going on?" Haechan is caught off-guard, a little too off guard as he stares at the candle lighted dinner, as he looks at you all dressed up

"listen...I know things have been weird between us" you say smiling as your fingers knit against eachother "so..I thought we deserve a small break like a date- Hyuk?"

Your words are cut short as Haechan begins to cry, tears streaming down his face

"Hyuk- baby what's wrong" you immediately run to him, holding him gently in your harms it made Haechan cry even harder.

You watch as Haechan sobs into your arms worried "if it's about the date i-"

"no..no your perfect y/n" Haechan sobs "but your not perfect for me."

"Hyuk? Babe? C'mon talk to me. What's going on"

"I didn't mean to do it, I never meant this to happen" Haechan cries into your dress. You try pulling him closer to your body, wrapping your arms around him. You were too worried to notice the way Haechan's body tightened

"Haechan. What's going on?" You cup his face that was wet with his tears.

"I'm so sorry..I'm so sorry" his sobs filled the entire kitchen, the candles in the table flickering.

"Im so sorry y/n I'm so sorry I stopped loving you" Haechan sobs, his heart shattering even more as he felt you freeze. Your arm which was caressing him stopped moving.

"y/n I didn't mean it- I didn't" Haechan hugged you tightly "I don't know- I don't know what happened"

"Donghyuk"

Haechan stopped. That was the first time you said his full name. Not Hyuk, babe or Haechan but Donghyuk

"it's okay" you whispered to him as you still held him, not letting him go. You held him as he broke down even harder, as he sobbed even harder

"it's okay" you whispered again this time to yourself. The only words you could tell yourself were that it's okay.

The entire night, you held him. You held him for the last time just like how he held you for the last time.

You held him tightly in your arms not letting go of him as you felt him drift away to sleep. Whispering to yourself that it was okay.

To describe your love with Haechan was simple. There was one word which could easily describe what falling inlove with Haechan was like. It was like fireworks

So sudden, so loud but so so beautiful. Lighting up the dark sky with dazzling designs and patterns. It was love like no other. But there was a thing about fireworks which you seemed to have missed out

The vanish just as soon as they appear

Their bright colours fade away just as fast as they painted the night sky. Their spark just vanishes into the dark sky, leaving it empty again as if it never even was there at the first place.

Haechan's love for you was like fireworks, and like fireworks, it faded away.

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