infatuated. // lee donghyuck

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after hanging up the phone with donghyuck, i take a few seconds to think things out... just about what is happening.

he thinks i'm beautiful, even though i tell him i'm not. he really must believe so to not even consider taking no for an answer...

finally, i stand up from my bed, going over to johnny's room, bringing back so many memories from when we were younger, which honestly makes my heart heavy. i bring my hand up, hesitating at first, but then knocking on it and waiting until it opens up.

when it does, i look up to my brother standing in the doorway.

"hey y/n-" he cuts himself off as he takes a better look at me. his hand immediately brings itself up, cupping my cheek, a worried expression on his face. "what's wrong? what happened? did something happen?"

after these words are said, i try to contain more tears from falling. those phrases... "what's wrong?" is the one that almost gets to me.

without saying anything i just quickly wrap my arms around him, my head against his chest as i begin to cry. i honestly don't know why i do this, the tears just decide on they're own that they want to continue coming out of my eyes.

this probably sounds weird, but i'm crying because he thinks i'm pretty. donghyuck truly believes i'm pretty and and it makes me feel finally accepted for once. there were always people who told me i wasn't, told me i was worth nothing, but then this friend of my brother's shows up and tells me all of these things.

i've heard low guys say things like "hey, you're really hot, wanna come over?" and things like that, obviously only wanting me for my body and looks, but donghyuck... he thinks i'm amazing. he thinks i'm sweet... he... he makes me feel valued... and i haven't even met him before.

i started texting him two weeks ago, and since then we have texted everyday for at least two hours. i've known about his existence and i know so much about him and he knows so much about me, so it makes me feel like i've known him for longer, but... this is just so all unreal.

so am i crying because i finally have a guy who believes i'm not worthless?

yes... yes i am.

"hey, hey... what's wrong?" johnny asks me again, hugging me back as he holds me close to him. i just cry, almost grabbing the back of his shirt as i am a teary and sniffly mess.

"he called me pretty..." i tell him in an almost whiny toned voice. "he makes me so happy and- and i don't know what to do because i can't see him b-but i really want to see him because h-he thinks i'm beautiful a-and i think i like him." i cry. taking all this in, johnny just rubs the back of my head with his larger hand, exhaling.

"who?" he questions.

"donghyuck... h-he... i-i-"

"sh... just... don't cry... i don't like when you cry like this... it makes me feel bad."

"i'm sorry."

"you don't have to be sorry, just... try and calm down..."

• 45 minutes later... •

i sit on the edge of johnny's bed, him sitting next to me. my eyes feel puffy as i have finished crying, and also finished explaining all my thoughts to my brother.

"that little brat." johnny slightly laughs, shaking his head. "he really has you falling for him this quickly?" i nod my head at this, speaking in a whiny tone once more.

"johnny... he's perfect." i say, my bottom lip almost pouting as i try to not cry again.

"y/n... can i be honest with you about something?" i nod my head at johnny's question, and he speaks once more. "i think... you should tell him. i know it's seems like it would be way to soon, and i somewhat agree, but... in a week or so from now, possibly up to even a month... i want you to tell him how you feel... because i guarantee you he will tell you he likes you back, or maybe he'll even confess before you do. haechan... isn't the best at keeping secrets and he's very straight up, so give it two weeks and it'll come out of his mouth."

"i... i will."

"good... now why don't you go and get some sleep... you need it." he slightly laughs. i do the same, and johnny gives me a tight hug before i head back into my room.