how did it end up like this | i love yoo x reader

turn point.

[Your POV]

I thought I was close to him.

I thought I was being a good friend to him.

I thought what I needed to do was to make sure he stayed away from that blond perv.

I thought closing the distance between him and Shin-Ae would be the right call.

I thought making the brothers come in an amicable relationship would do.

“Between Kousuke and me, who would you choose?”

But all my efforts went to waste. I was naive thinking, I made sure to let him know that he was important to me, but, to him, it wasn’t like that. He must have questioned himself every single day.

*Just cause I treasure him doesn't mean he will know he is being treasured.*

What does a ‘relationship’ mean to him?

I thought reading a story and just preventing the angst would pretty much solve everything.

(scar: It ain’t like that, issit? *sips tea*)

Of course not!

What I am dealing with isn't just some random handmade characters anymore!

(scar: what are they then?)

A human.

They are people like you and me. With a purpose. With a life.

And I treated it like a play!

(scar: Now, the question is, have you accustomed yourself to this world?)

Perhaps, maybe, yes. Since I think I have this responsibility now, with the primary focus being Shin-Ae and most importantly Yeong-gi. I can mentally ready myself.

(scar: fair enough then, it’s on you yn. *poofs out*)

Yeah, it IS on me.

After I appealed to Yeongi-gi about my stubbornness of one sort, I practically did nothing but stood in front of the mirror in one corner, and saw myself. My shoulders stiffened.

‘Not only, did I mess up so badly today,’ I thought, ‘I even let the brothers become worse with each other.’ I sighed, “What do I do?” I muttered to myself.

I wonder what Yeong-gi is thinking about.

I turned towards the door as a sudden realization hit me.

I frowned as I screamed internally, ‘I DON’T HAVE CLOTHES TO SLEEP ON TONIGHT!’

shit :))

I peeked toward the hallway and slowly tip-toed my way in front of Yeong-gi’s room.

‘Ah! It’s gonna be a little awkward now, won’t it?’

Before my hands could reach out and knock on the door, I was met with the astounded gaze of Reddie.

“Ah!”

“Roz?” He called out, in a raspy voice, “What is it?”

He had changed into a white shirt which hugged his physique well and grey joggers. It fits him well.

I motioned my hands here and there as I came up with a reason, even though it was obvious to me why I was there.

Why am I so flustered then?

“Well, clothes!”

“Clothes?” He asked with a brow titled, “Right! Clothes!” Realization caught up to him as he said going away, “I will bring you something…wait for me…”