Kpop Fanfic | Short Stories

Your smile | Ravi

Looking through your room window, you stared at the dark sky. There were no stars and it had been cloudy just like your day.

Today could be regarded as the worst day in your life.

No matter how hard you worked, nothing would go right. You would always mess up something. Today, you messed up badly that your boss scolded you and cut down your salary which you needed badly for your tuition fees.

You reached for your phone in your pocket. The cold air slipping into your apartment, but it didn't work to cool you down. Dialing the one and only who could save you in any situations, you hoped he wouldn't be busy, or you would scream out of the window with no shame.

After the third ring, he answered you. "Hey, Y/N." He sound like you cut him from doing something.

You pouted, playing with the hem of your hoodie. "Are you busy?"

"Me? I was working on something." He said and you cursed underneath your breath.

Even your savior was busy, you felt lonely all of sudden. The weight on your chest heaved and all you could think of is curling in the bed, crying for your messed up life.

"Ah. Okay"

"Did you want something?" He asked.

"No, I just missed my best friend." A sigh skipped your mouth.

"Oh, bad day." Wonshik said without you saying anything. He really was the one who understood you the most.

"Don't make me feel like I call you just because I have a bad day." You whined cutely, half embarrassed that he guessed it himself.

"It's your voice. You seemed down."

"I'm always down."

"Okay, pretty much downer." Wonshik chuckled.

"Shut up, Wonshik. Are you coming or not?"

"I'm sorry, Y/N. But I'm really busy right now."

Your heart dropped and your lips turned down in a frown. "Fine!" You spat without meaning to and closed the line right away

You understood that he had his work and not being your best friend meant he was available like 24/7 for your shit. But you couldn't help but to feel disappointed. Plus, it had been a week since you saw him.

Regretting being such an idiot, you ran to your bed and buried your face in your mattress. You screamed your lungs out as the anger took you. You weren't the kind to cry easily, so you would let out your frustrated with kicking your bed and screaming.

Not less than fifteen minutes and your doorbell rang. You wondered who had a death wish at a time like this. Ready to snap at whoever was ringing your door, you were surprised to find a tall, muscular man in front of you. He was wearing all black. Black hoodie, black sweatpants, black sunglasses, black musk and black cap.

Nice! The right one to snap at in the right time.

Rolling your eyes, you stood in front of him with your hands in your waist. "Seriously? Sunglasses in this darkness?"

"I sneaked out, fans were waiting in front of the company building." He smiled at you, that innocent smile that always made you forgive him no matter how angry you were, taking off his sunglasses.

"You said you had a work." You huffed, your lips moved into a pout.

"Guess who is more important? You."