Three Is Arguably Not A Crowd - Yoonmin x Reader

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Dear (Y/N),

Where do I begin? I am completely and utterly in love with your presence and the idea of you however when we meet... things aren't as dreamy as I'd hoped they'd be. My mind is telling me to give up but my heart screams and hurts me to continue to try and make things work. I know you don't want to talk to me, I know you've seen my messages and ignored them and I know you hate me with all your heart, mind and soul. I'm sorry. I'm not used to saying this... it seems that I don't even know who I am anymore. I've changed so much since we stopped talking and I don't know if that's a good thing or not. I'm hurting. Consider speaking to me, I beg of you.

Sincerely,

Jackson.

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A sigh escaped my mouth as my eyes finished scanning the page. I closed my journal, wrapping it up with the attached string and hiding it under my mattress so no one else's eyes could ever examine the old black ink.

I ruff up my hair before pulling a beanie on and walking over to my suitcase and backpack which stood beside my bedroom door. Making sure I had packed all necessary items for a month trip and even looking back around my room for what seemed like the 100th time to gather up charger chords and little things to keep me busy whilst travelling (like books, games, etc), I finally left my unit and locked the door; kissing goodbye the little flat I called home. I walked out of the apartment block quite peacefully. It was a weekday which meant all the kids were gone and almost all of the adults were out working. The rooms were not noisy and the elevators ceased to be busy. Once out of the building I called down a cab to take me to the train station. After the short five minute drive, I smiled my goodbye to the driver and left her a tip.

I was stood on the platform waiting for my train as I scrolled through Twitter. Looking up from my phone to see my train arriving I quickly tuck my phone in my back pocket and grab onto the handle of my suitcase. I take a few small steps forward preparing for the doors to open and hopefully save myself a seat so I don't have to stand for an almost 50-minute ride.

-On the train-

There were not many people who boarded the train in Busan. I had come to my own conclusion that most people have already gone to where they need to go since it was already midday. A few other individual travellers and a small group of older people were sat on the seats all spread out. Not one person was within another's range. In fact, everybody seemed to be in their own little world. I opened my little bag and pulled out my camera. I was definitely one for visual arts; photography, drawing, painting and the like. I checked my bag to count how many batteries I had brought with me then opened up the camera to see if there were any inside. To my luck, the camera had 2 full batteries. I lift my head and look around at the other people, trying to find something or someone I could photograph to test out my camera's quality. There was one particular boy that caught my attention. A youthful and content person around his 20's who had his earphones in his ears whilst his foot taps -I assume- to a beat. Bringing my camera to my eye I zoom in and gaze at his face for a couple of seconds before taking a photo. I look back down at my camera and find the photo of the boy. Obviously, this boy had been sculpted by the God's because damn, he had such a pretty face. The side profile shot I got of him was enough to amaze me for decades. I had no idea that such beautiful people existed. I woke up from my daze as I heard the doors open again. Snapping my head towards the sound, I saw that we had stopped at another station. More people got on whilst one or two had left. I put my camera away in my bag and I was instantly filled with joy when I saw that the boy was still here. I stare a little longer before plugging my own earphones in and playing my favourite playlist.

-Close to your destination-

After multiple stops and people getting off and on I look up at a screen to find out that the next stop is where I get off. Daegu. I take my earphones out and begin packing my bag again making sure I haven't left anything on the seat. I look back at the boy to see him doing the same thing. He must be getting off at Daegu as well.

-Off the train-

I waved down another taxi for a ride to Daegu's airport. It was a quiet and relaxing ride. Daegu is really beautiful, too bad I won't have time to look around. Maybe I'll change my schedule and stay for a couple of nights on my way back to Busan.

I arrive at the airport and I spend over 2 hours going through security checks and what not until I'm able to wander around for a while. I walk into a jewellery shop and look at all the pretty bracelets and rings until I find myself standing in front of a display of watches. One, in particular, catches my eyes and I argue with myself if it is worth buying. Fuck it, I'm here. Might as well. A lady comes over to help me and we sort out my situation. After purchasing the watch I take it out of it's box and clasp it around my wrist. I walk around longer and find a little shop that sells some snacks that I could bring on the plane with me. I enter the shop thinking that it will keep me busy for a little longer.

-Boarding the plane-

I hike my backpack up as it's been slowly sliding down my back while I get nearer and nearer to boarding the plane. I pull my earphones out of my ears and I look back to see how long the line is. I'm met with familiar eyes looking back at me. The boy from the train. I turn back to the front and move forward like the people in front of me have. What a coincidence we happen to have both caught that train and now we're getting on the same plane?? Maybe I'll even see him in Seoul.... I doubt it but a girl can hope. I walk up the stairs following a young family onto the aircraft as a flight attendant checks my ticket and points me in the right direction. I thank her and walk down the path until I find my seat.I throw my backpack up on the rails above my head and I sit down in my seat and look around in the pockets. I flip my table out, flip it back. Turn on the screen in front of me until I realise everyone's boarded and we're about to take off in a bit. I look up and down the aisle and see that no one is sitting next to me. I cheer to myself and drag my bag down from above me to the window seat beside me. An announcement is sounded throughout the plane, the pilot tells us to buckle our seatbelts and stay seated for take off. I clip in my seatbelt and I clip in my bag's seatbelt to entertain myself. I make myself comfortable and scroll through my phone while I wait for take off.

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A/N: I'm sorry! I get carried away with plots and stories and shit iasfiicuefaliechliuwhad. Next chapter we'll get more into the story and the shit y'all want. and by y'all I mean me bc im the only one who reads my stories and that's A-OKAY.

for anyone else who reads this, it'll get more interesting i swear