✓ dear future husband.

here's a few things you need to know

—— if you wanna be my one and only all my life.

the first time jeonghan meets seungcheol was unfortunately not as fairytale like as you may think it would be.

the papers flew and landed on the ground with ease as the books slammed on the floor, the sound of the slam bringing attention to him as he groans out in pain, his eyes shut tightly at the pain that rushed up his body yet a gentle hand is presented in front of him, "—shit, are you okay?" the man spoke, his voice octaves lower than his yet still a bit squeaky in a sense.

"y-yep, i'm fine." he muttered out as he took his hand.

the man easily raises him up, bringing shocked faces between them both because one.) how strong was this man to easily lift jeonghan who made joshua crumble to his feet when he tried to lift him? and two.) was jeonghan really that light?

"uh.. i'm sorry for bumping into you, i should have seen you walking by." the boy shyly spoke, and jeonghan nods after a few seconds of admiring the face of the man in front of him.

the papers.. "it.. it's no worries, i didn't get injured badly so it's fine." he finds himself crouching down to pick up the papers and books, the law student is frozen in place as if he was thinking or starstruck.

a loud voice booms across the hallways, making the man in front of him turn around to face the person of the voice, "oh hey seungcheol—? jeonghan? what are you doing in the law and engineering building? isn't the medicinal building like—?"  he points to the opposite way of the building he was in.

jeonghan turns flush upon realizing his mistake, "right, sorry, i don't know where i'm going sometimes gyu. thanks for informing me, i'll catch you later..?" the medical student with dyed blonde roots walks away, the tips of his ears glowing in a noticeable red.

"who.. who was that?" seungcheol's voice is small, but mingyu still heard it easily, eyeing him weirdly for a bit before answering, "that was jeonghan, a medical student like wonwoo hyung,"

"oh okay,"
"why? are you interested in him?" the taller asked, trying to wiggle his eyebrows at the boy who deadpanned at him but failing miserably because seungcheol shoved him out of the way immediately after hearing that.
"you're embarrassing mingyu," he muttered out in a playful sense since he knew the boy would whine upon hearing the insult.

"oh hyung!" whined mingyu, tailing and annoying the law student until they reached the basketball court together to play with their friends (soonyoung can't shoot even if it's for his boyfriend's life).

days turned into weeks and soon seungcheol would find himself imaging in scenes of how it would feel like dating the perfect medical student yoon jeonghan.
how would it feel like bringing the blonde to dates, either it be library or restaurants— how would it feel like holding hands and being each other's encouragement until graduation.

he imagined bending down on one knee, presenting a diamond ring to slip the man's ring finger into; calling him his fiancé.
now he was getting overboard with it.

but he just couldn't get his soft voice out of his head— how his hair was always at shoulder length and how that same hair fell to curtain his eyes from the world. it was like time stopped when he helped him up easily, shocked with his beauty that rivaled those of pretty actresses on television.
jeonghan, jeonghan and jeonghan.

his brain was full of him.

he finally got the courage to ask for the boy's number..
by using his very lovely and nice childhood best friend, jihoon who fortunately had the number he needed!