daffodils ❀ *! nomin ✔

of being mixed up

* ❞seventeen ↺ *

jaemin's back was turned to jeno, so the latter couldn't see his tears.

after a moment's thought, a weak lie fell from his lips.

he cleared his throat, and without turning around, he spoke.

"i-i wanted to surprise you, jeno."

the concern on jeno's face distorted into a look of confusion.

"with what? a mess of...flowers?"

"they're daffodils. i remember you said you loved them."

"oh. well, not anymore."

jaemin froze. if jeno didn't love daffodils anymore...

then there really was no part of jaemin he loved.