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Seung-gil lee x Male!Oc: When it happened

Hey guys! I don't normally do oc stories, but I just came up with this oc and this has been running through my head for like two days, I had to get it out! There are mentions of depression in this, but don't worry it's not much or very significant.
Oc profile:
Name: Tristan Pajari
Country: Britain
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 117 lbs
Hair colour: Brown
Eye colour: Blue
Age: 17
Note: the picture up there is not mine, and it's not of this character, but I felt that it looked sort of close to the character so you could have some sort of reference to draw upon.
"AGH!!" Came the frustrated groan from the other side of the rink. Seung-gil looked up from his own routine.
"Fuck this! I'm done!" Said a voice, Seung-gil recognized it as from one of his competitors. The British one, he thinks his name is Tristan.
Another voice, this one from an older lady, with soft, greying hair pinned up in a tight ponytail. She is wiry and thin, but very short. Her voice is stern but not unfeminine when she speaks, "Tristan! What the hell is wrong with you lately!"
Tristan, a handsome young man with ruffled brown hair and captivating blue eyes, throws down his hands and looks up at the woman.
"Do you want to know what's wrong with me? I'll tell you what's wrong with me! I'm sad damnit! And angry! And I don't know how to deal with emotions and I hate everything I FUCKING HATE THIS. And there's nothing I can do because nobody cares! I fucking give up!"
With that, the man storms off the ice.
Seung-gil walked forward. The words Tristan spoke resounded with him, he'd been through a lot, and perhaps Seung-gil could reason with his competitor.
He put his hand in front of the boy's coach to stop her from chasing him. She looked at him dubiously.
"Perhaps I could speak to him?"
The woman looked taken aback, "what makes you think you could do anything? You don't even know him."
Seung-gil just shook his head, "just trust me."
She didn't look convinced, but nodded anyway.
Seung-gil found Tristan sitting, alone, on a bench outside a coffee shop near the rink, leaning forward, a steaming cup of coffee in hid hand. He sat down next to him. Tristan didn't look up.
They sat in silence for a while, before Tristan spoke up, a smooth British accent speaking to him, "you look cold. Do you want some?"
He held out his coffee.
Seung-gil nodded, and moved closer before taking the coffee and taking a sip.
"So, are you here to scold me?"
Seung-gil shook his head, "no."
Tristan looked up, blue eyes boring into Seung-gil's own.
"Why?"
He shrugged, "because I get it. I get the stress. I understand what it is to be depressed. It's not easy, and scolding you won't help."
Tristan sighed, "how'd you know?"
"Like I said, I understand what it's like. I recognize the signs."
"Oh."
"I also know that giving up won't do anything."
"I know. But what am I supposed to do? I just keep bottling everything up. I don't know how to let it out anymore."
"I don't know. But I'll be here. You can rely on me if you want."
Tristan pulled himself closer, and leaned on Seung-gil's shoulder.
"Ok."
His heart raced at the contact, but he didn't say anything. That was when he fell in love.
***
It was months later before Tristan realized he was in love. It wasn't a particularly big moment for either of them. Tristan was just watching Seung-gil practice. He had picked a very famous piece by a South Korean pianist, Yiruma, called River Flows in You. It was a cheerful tune, yet, it was also sorrowful, something hard to explain. Tristan watched Seung-gil's graceful movements, and, at the climax of the song, Seung-gil looked right at him. Directly in the eyes. Tristan could feel his heart speeding and his cheeks heat up.
And that was when Tristan fell in love.
***
It wasn't until more months later, that either of them did anything about it. They were sitting on the sidelines together, watching the finals, which neither of them had gotten into. It was during a small break between performances. Tristan, who had made a habit out of using Seung-gil's shoulder as a pillow, was again leaning on him, when Seung-gil spoke up.
"I'm sorry if this is too forward, but can I please kiss you?"
Tristan looked startled, "e-excuse me?!" he said, blushing hotly.
Seung-gil felt his face heat up, "I-I'm sorry, that just came out!"
Tristan nodded, pursing his lips.
"Well, m-maybe it wouldn't be so bad..."
Seung-gil blushed harder, "o-okay..."
It seems they had forgotten that they were surrounded by thousands of fans, each who had a camera or phone when they kissed.
Their lips melded together, and they closed their eyes. That was when they heard the audience roar in delight.
They both broke off, and realized their mistake because at least a hundred people were all grinning and had obviously captured the moment on camera.
For weeks, they both couldn't go anywhere without seeing the photos of their first kiss. It had completely taken over their social media feeds, and ended up making a lot of news and magazines. They didn't seem to care, however, because soon enough, they announced their relationship. And they were happy. With whatever quirky little thing they had. It was beautiful.
Agh again it isn't very good, but I hope you liked it! Remember I am always taking requests, and I could really use some! If you want to know what anime I write for, there is a list in the description, don't worry, it's a really long list!