ikon one shots + imagines

a letter //

today is a very special day for us
but where is he?

everyday im thinking, why did i answer him? why did i agree?

he's a celebrity, i am a nobody

two opposites that attracted each other
well, who is to blame?

i suddenly remembered how i was watching him from a far, one out of the millions of the delusional fans

who would've thought he'll like me? not just a fan, but as someone much special?

today is his birthday, as well as the day we met each other

but still, i got no calls, or texts

of course, he is busy, flying international and all
who am i to argue?

but then all these thoughts disappeared when a sudden knock on the door came

"hello?" - is this him?

wiping up my sweating hands, i opened the door

and it isn't him

the man gave me a single rose, a letter and a notebook without saying a single word and left.

i opened the notebook, and a guitar pick fell as well as a little note.

"Sorry i couldn't afford you a new guitar, i picked a pick instead. You can teach me next time, can't you?

P. S. these are the lyrics i wrote, can you do a melody for me?"

i smiled; this is from junhoe