500 days since you messaged me.
500 days since you became one of the kindest people in my life.
500 days since you became my best friend.
500 days since you've made me smile like an idiot at your humor.
Stella, you've been my closest friend for over a year, nearly two now.
From you stanning Namjoon to you stanning Hyojin, I've been there. Any time you've needed support, I've been there. You're one of the only people I'm able to give real advice to because I know you'll take it. I know you'll listen because you're a good person. You're the only person who I've never argued with in my entire life, and I'm glad we met on that fateful day where I decided to post a drawing.
You've comforted me when I needed you, and you never judge me, even when it's hard stan hours. You're never close-minded, and you accept me for who I am and what I identify as. For 500 days, you've made me one of the happiest people on the planet. You let me rant and vent and get all of my feelings across.
You give me time to breathe. You're like the Jimin to my Taehyung, "You are my soulmate."
You're one of the realest people in my life. More real than my own family, even. You write me fics when I'm sad, even when I tell you not to, and I can never fathom a proper thank you for that.
You've been there for me through thick and thin, and you inspire me to write to my heart's content. Speaking of which, I have like 3 fics in the works-
You make me realize that there's a bright side to every dark storm. Every time the thunder and lightning growl and stalk along the sky, you are the light that flashes across the night's sky, letting your light fall upon me as you grace me with your presence.
Your writing is amazing, your art is amazing, and you as a whole person are perfect.
I know you feel insecure sometimes, and I wish I could help you more, but I want you to know that I will always be here for you no matter what, since you're always there for me no matter what.
I couldn't ask for a better best friend, and I don't think I'd even want to.
So, here's a small fic of us hanging out because I want us to meet really badly.
As Stella huffed, getting off her plane and dragging her luggage, she looked around for a creature with a BTS beanie on their head. She glanced around the airport, not seeing anyone who fit the description. Maybe Justina was late? Normally they were, so Stella took her luggage and sat down to use her phone. Listening to the list of Hyojin covers her friend sent her, she kept her eyes peeled for a certain someone.
Said certain someone was bobbing their head along to "My Time", singing broken Korean lyrics to themself as they strolled into the airport, a resting angry face sprawled on their features. Though there was no anger in their heart at the moment, there was only excitement. They were going to meet one of their closest online friends, who wouldn't be ecstatic?
As Justina looked around the airport, they saw a familiar dark shade of hair. With a loud shout of the name "Stella", the short-haired friend waved, dashing over to Stella.
Stella hardly had time to prepare as she was engulfed in a hug by her (slightly shorter) friend, their arms tightening around her body as they squeezed her. Stella felt her walls shatter as her arms wrapped around them as well, nuzzling her face into her friend's shoulder.
"I finally got to meet you," Justina mumbled, their voice trembling slightly as their bottom lip quivered and their face scrunched, trying to fight back tears. They failed miserably, letting out a heart wrenching sob as they buried their face into Stella's shoulder as well, "I get to meet you.. We get to hang out like I always wanted."
Stella felt her heart clench at Justina's words, holding them tighter, "And I get to meet you, you crazy Jungkook, Taehyung, Jin, Hobi stan-"
Justina laughed a little, pulling away from the hug and wiping their eyes of the tears that had formed. "Hah- sorry, I probably look really lame for crying. I just.. I'm glad I get to finally meet you." They muttered.
Stella smiled widely, nodding as her own tears started to appear in her eyes, "I am too, Justina. Even if you mock my accent sometimes, you're still my best friend. Thank you for actually sticking with me through this many years to finally meet."
Justina was at a loss for words, and they could only embrace their friend tighter, knowing that the two would be friends for as long as they lived, even if they lost contact.
Nobody had made the genderfluid Jungkook bias feel more validated than Stella had, and it was tugging at their heart strongly. How could they ever part with Stella? They were hugging their favorite person, they doubted they'd let go without a fight.
Justina would fight Satan and God both at once to keep hugging Stella.
"Michael told me in the closet-"
"Stop, Justina."
"They got some chicken, I'm so sad- HEY! Both my husbands Jungkook and Jin say chicken! First Jin in Dream Glow, and now Kook in ON!"
"Shut up and keep hugging me. Don't ruin this."
This isn't as long as I wanted it to be and honestly I couldn't think of any more ways to put my thoughts down into words, so here's this m e s s .
