Please Smile (EXO Fan Fiction)

Hyomin & Yixing Side Story.

By far my longest “short story” ever…enjoy!

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Yixing POV

I lay on my bed, facing the ceiling above me.  Everything around me was dark, and tonight is a moonless night.  Exhaustion ran cold down my body from the eight hour dance and vocal practice today, but I didn’t mind the exhaustion. 

                She managed to survive five years with this kind of practice, four of those years absolute hell for her.  Before I lost the chance to call her mine, she told me all about her trainee days.  How some days, she and her group would, on average, practice for seven hours, but there have been days when they’ll practice for twelve hours straight, and have school the next day. 

                A smile found its way onto my lips and I closed my eyes, her flawless face immediately flashing in my mind. 

                All those times I comforted her when others hurt her.

                All those times I watched her laugh and smile, and she’ll refuse she ever did so.

                All those precious memories spent with her, flashed in my mind.

                My second year of middle school, I met her, and we soon became close friends, despite how much I annoyed her with my constant talking and her lack of Korean fluency.

                The third year of middle school, we became inseparable, and that pissed off my friends, causing them to bully her because she’s pretty, quiet, and different.  I held her in my arms for the first time, and I wiped her tears away.

                The fourth year, the bullying got worse, and I had this urge to protect her more.  I saw her laugh off her pain for the first time, and it was both magical and painful to my ears.  It lacked joy and happiness, but rather it was overflowed with sadness and agony. 

                The first year of high school, I discovered I was utterly in love with her, but our friendship was too precious to me for me to have the nerve to ask her out.  I promised her many things, some I can’t entirely remember, but I remember seeing her first genuine smile.  My heart never raced so fast before.

                The second year of high school, she wasn’t there for six months.  I never felt so devastated and heartbroken that all the girls that confessed their feelings towards me didn’t change that.  I was so in love with her, and I waited for her.  For six agonizing months, I waited for her.

                The middle of the second year of high school, she returned.  I remember sitting in the back like usual, staring outside the window awaiting her return.  But as I sat there, the atmosphere suddenly changed.  It felt all too familiar.  I turned my head and nearly fell out of my chair.

                She walked right through the door, appearing entirely different, but her eyes never changed.  She grew out her hair, and even dyed it a darker color.  It fell completely down her back, and it was both sleek and shiny.  The baby fat that was on her face before was completely gone, and even from here I saw she has lost so much weight, but she seemed more muscled and lean.  It seemed that through those six months, she has gotten so much more beautiful.  I remember just standing up, walking around my classmates, and calling her name.  Her eyes lifted towards me and her long eyelashes fluttered with surprise like they always have, and I couldn’t help but hold her again.  I never felt so relieved in my life, and she even smelled the same.