Please be my Valentine/Valentine Oneshot Request book (CLOSED)

💟 The fly away letter //MYG💟

(Soundtrack above)

(Not a request)

(Coarse Language)

(Sexual references)

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but I'm actually going out with someone else."

The words pierced your heart as you looked up at your crush. His eyes slowly drifted from yours in a guilt stricken way and you could tell that he hadn't wanted to hurt you.

He hadn't hurt you. He was allowed to like and not like whoever he wanted to, but it didn't mean that the rejection didn't sting.

Your trembling hands slowly slipped on the red letter in your hand as you tried your best to keep up a smile.

"That's...fine." You shakily replied, wishing for him to just leave so you could bawl your hurt out. You could see how uncomfortable he felt and you didn't want him there any longer. Turning back to glance at you, the older boy's lipped curled into a small frown. He had no clue what to say or what to do, so he simply stood like a statue in your presence.

Sensing his hesitation, you softly told him, "Its ok, you can go now."

Sending you one last tight lipped smile and a last glance, the blonde boy slowly turned from you and walked back to the school grounds where his other friends were waiting for him.

His new girlfriend would be there too.

Your hand slowly softened it's grip on the letter in your hand as you watched him, and after a while the small paper envelope was released from it's grasp and was caught by the wind. You didn't mind, for your eyes were too set on the blonde boy you had once adored – your first love, as he kissed and hugged another girl.

As if caught in time while watching them, your body didn't move. It didn't feel. It just stood there, numb and broken as the display of love from your two classmates ensued from across the field.

You felt so distant from reality that you didn't even notice the streams of salty, rejected water streaming from your eyes. With one last glance at your past love, you turned back to the school building and wiped the tear stains from your cheeks, signifying that it was time for you to move on.

Now, the letter of yours?

Well, it went on a long journey.

See, as it dropped from your hand, the wind brought it along, high above the school building and over the boys smoking cigarettes on the rooftop and then it slowly spiraled like it was caught into a tornado down the side of the school building. When the breeze suddenly dropped, the letter fell to the concrete floor outside the building and was trampled upon by a mass of careless high school students leaving for the day.

With all the mass of footsteps shoving it around, the letter suddenly was hustled over the basketball court where the class athlete noticed it on the ground. He laughed to his friends about using it instead of the basketball as he crushed it into a ball and threw it into the high metal ring. When it came down it landed on the footpath beside the ball court and was blown away by the lawn blower the janitor was using.

Flying through the air at a fast speed the paper was catapulted into the open door of the school building and unto the floor, where it was noticed by a young girl. She picked it up and flattened it up to inspect it.

"Y/N?" She snorted. "Who is she?"

Her boyfriend shrugged. "A loner, obviously."

The two of them laughed as she dropped the note unto the ground again, where it was seen by a quiet kid. He picked it up and saw that it was addressed to no one. Upon looking at where it had been, he noticed that there had been an open locker beside it. Not wanting the sender to be heartbroken by the fact that their lover never got the letter, the boy carefully placed the letter into the locker and shut the door.