𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 | 𝐤𝐩𝐨𝐩

R A V I ; V I X X [ 2 ]

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y/n pov

days turned into weeks, weeks turned to months. both of you avoided each other so much, its suffocating the both of you. 

wonshik did his best not only avoiding you but also the people around him, including sooyeon. he never knew that living without you and your smiles would be that hard and exasperating.

and sooyeon never replaced that feeling. he thought, maybe, just maybe, it will pass. he believed that it was sooyeon he loved, not y/n. afraid of everything comes to worse, he kept it to himself.

countless confessions, even once he did not take seriously. how could he be so dumb? he thought things over and over until the last day of the last semester, he thought that maybe he should apologize to you already.

he walked and walked trying his best to find you in the busy hallways of the school, but when he laid his eyes on you, hongbin was giving you a rose. hongbin was smiling widely, reaching the rose out for you. you smiled, but right when you were about to say something, he turned, trying his best, again, to avoid everything he doesn't want to feel–– heartbroken.

he quietly sat back on his seat once again, looking out the window.

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finally, the bell rang. it wasn't really a productive day since all of you just goofed around, except for wonshik. 

he still regrets it all.

from how he acted, to how he never chose to do something.

he got his bag after he saw almost everybody got out of the gates of our so-called hell of a college, and got up. but right when he was at the end of the hallway he heard, "don't you have any plans on even saying bye?" that familiar sweet voice that never failed to charm him. he turned, he saw the face that never failed to burst butterflies in his stomach. you smiled, a smile that never failed to make his heart beat faster. 

"er.." he stuttered, since it was the first time once again to talk after a few months.

"you're still an asshole, you know?" you walked near him, making him a get a little dizzy.

"i know that, i'm sorry. i've always wanted to tell you that, and i'm sorry once again i've only got to do it now."

"why didn't you do it earlier?"

"the past months have been hard on me too. and i know its the same for you. i'm glad that hongbin guy is always there beside you."

"i did not mean the past months. earlier– i meant a while ago. i saw you." you smiled, but a rather confused look on your face, trying to expect something to get out of his mouth. "i like you wonshik, very much. since we were like, on eight grade?" she tried pushing him to say something, but wonshik resisted.

"that's why i'm sorry i hurt your feelings. i never did anything to benefit you. you were always there for me. and i'm glad hongbin is there for you also."

"what the fuck does hongbin have to do here, every sentence you say, there's hongbin!" you were now getting frustrated, but you never thought about him saying it anyways. 

he never felt the same. what were you expecting?

maybe its just that you missed him too much, and you will miss him that can die now that is the last day.

"hongbin gave you a rose a while ago!"

"then? what does that have to do here?!" you were both shouting at each other, both furious and frustrated.

"stop acting like you didn't accept him, y/n! stop acting like that!" he shook you, grabbing both of your arms. "stop acting like that, i beg you. or i'll pursue you from hongbin." he sobbed and sobbed, tears were never ending-ly dropping from his eyes.

you were now ecstatic. you never said yes to hongbin's confession a while ago.

"i'm sorry hongbin," you smiled, "but i think its better if we stay friends." you gave the flower back at him, but he gave it back to you. 

"come on, keep that! its okay, i understand. its only been months since i've liked you, its not like i'll not move on from this." you hugged him, and you felt great heaviness on his shoulders as you realized he was keeping his cries inside.

"someone will take care of that heart, hongbin. i'll be there to guide you, but i'm sorry i can't be the one to grab your heart, because i know you deserve much much better. i love you, hongbin." wrong choice of last words, but that's how i felt for him. 

i love him,

as a friend.

"i hate that you're keeping quiet because its true, y/n! tell me who's an asshole now! i like you very much from the very start, but to risk our friendship just because i wanted more? no! i wouldn't want that! i lik––no, i love you, and it hurts me.." he mumbles, "its gripping my heart tightly, too much for me to handle.." 

you grab his face onto your palm, "wonshik, who told you i said yes to hongbin?" tears were now, also swelling your eyes, fighting the urge to kiss him right at that moment.

"i saw you take the flo–– wait, you didn't?" he wiped his own tears and stood up, while you nodded. after that he hugged you tightly, tighter than anything else, but it was warm. "oh my god, i'm so sorry for being a drama king. i shouldn't have wasted months avoiding you. i love you y/n. i promise i'll take care of you, everything, i'll do for you." he stayed like that for a while, mumbling apologies also. 

until the moment you've all been waiting for, he got cupped your face with his warm hands, 

inching closer and closer,

until your foreheads touched, warm smiles also attached on your lips.