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ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ - ɢᴜɴɪʟ : ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇ

fem!reader, wc > 766, genre: fluff
♭ you two had known each other while he lived in the states, having attended the same college

♭  it was no secret that you were best friends — everyone on campus pretty much knew of this. wherever you were, gunil was; vice versa.

♭ as much as the two of you considered yourselves friends, there was always tension — a strong desire to become something more.

♭ but as stubborn as he is, he never acted on it.

♭ as scared as you were, you never acted on it.

♭ and when you finally deemed yourself ready, it was too late. gunil had moved on with his life — moving to korea to follow his dream.

♭ it wasn't easy to forget about each other. gunil often found himself writing love poems about you. ( he never realized you had liked him back. ) and you often found yourself creating rhythms based solely on his heartbeat. ( you remember it vividly. you might actually be in love with him. )

♭ as hard as it was to forget, you can't stay strung up on someone you no longer have contact with. and so you forget.

♭ you move on with your life just as he did ( or so you thought. )

♭ and then two years later, while you were working your part-time job, things that you've tried to forget — to push away to the very deep ends of your mind — anything and everything that reminded you of your first love, it all gives you whiplash.

♭ because gunil is here. after two years.

♭ he's looking through guitars while conversing with someone. you can't bring yourself to walk over to him, but you can't seem to tear your eyes away from him, either.

♭ inhaling deeply, you avert your attention, occupying yourself with the stack of magazines piled messily on the shelf.

♭ it's of no use, though, as you notice him walking towards you. your chest tightens.

♭ "excuse me, miss, is it okay if–" when your eyes meet, he loses his train of thought. he wasn't even sure what year it was. you looked just as you did when he left; mesmerizing.

♭ "y-y/n. . ." he gulps. gunil's hands are noticeably shaking, and it's obvious your eyes are welling up with tears.

♭ "gunil," you say, controlling your voice the best you can. even if it comes out as a whisper.

♭ without much thought, he pulls you into him, hugging you tightly — almost as if you'll disappear if he lets go. you reciprocate. you told yourself the next time you saw him, you would yell at him; insult him and tell him you never want to see him again.

♭ but here you are, enjoying his touch, enjoying his warmth. your mind repeating gunil, gunil, gunil, on repeat. you missed him.

♭ "y/n, i can't– i shouldn't have– oh my god, i've missed you so fucking much."

♭ and the tears fall. his grip tightens around you, and you feel the wetness on your shoulder. gunil's crying, too.

♭ when the two of you finally do pull away, the smile on his face is an image you remember vividly of him. that same charismatic smile that had you falling for him the first time, past tense, and has you falling for him a second time, present tense.

♭ "i missed my chance the first time, so i'm going to tell you now. even if it's too late." gunil takes a deep breath, gently taking your hands into his.

♭ "y/n, i'm in love with you. i've been in love with you ever since you took care of me that one time i was really drunk, and you helped me clean my own throw up off of me, and fixed me a bubble bath, and sat there while i talked out of my ass. i knew then, that if you were stupid enough to sit through that, then i was stupid enough to want that every day. i know this is a 50/50 chance of you either feeling the same, or completely hating my guts. okay, maybe not hating me since you hugged me back, and you started crying, so maybe the chance of you liking me is higher than–"

♭ you kiss him.

♭ you kissed him.

♭ gunil's first love, kissed him.

♭ and he kisses back.

♭ because he's wanted this for so long. he's dreamt of this moment so many times.

♭ when he pulls away, you smile at his stunned expression.

♭ "as much as i love hearing you talk, you started rambling."

♭ he lets out a breath at this, smiling widely. his eyes meet yours, and he tilts his head.

♭ "so, does that mean you like me?"