“I'm going to do it today,” Daehyun announced the moment he reached the lunch table his friends occupied. 

Jongup and Himchan looked at each other, fully aware what the other was referring to. Jongup raised an eyebrow, his expression dubious, while the elder snorted as an automatic response to the declaration.

“Sure you are.” Daehyun’s upper lip twitched at the condescending way Himchan remarked. “You say that every other day.” Jongup merely watched the exchange between his friends as he grabbed a spoonful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, wanting no verbal involvement on his part.

“No,” Daehyun breathed as he placed his palms on the table and leaned closer to his two faithless friends. “I did it.” 

Jongup dropped his spoon. Himchan’s head whipped up from looking at his phone. 

“You mean…?” Himchan started.

“Yeah.” Daehyun confirmed with a wild grin, jittery fingers, and a ferocious nod of his head. 

“You actually?” Jongup tried. 

“I-I put the note in his locker,” spewed out of Daehyun’s mouth.

“So you're going to?” Himchan tried to wrap his head around the idea. 

“Y-Yeah… After school.” Daehyun stuttered as his nerves began to get the best of him. “Today is finally the day I'm going to c-confess.” He mentally kicked himself for sounding just as nervous as he felt. 

Himchan and Jongup exchanged glances a second time before they gave Daehyun a standing ovation with loud clapping. Daehyun plopped himself into a chair and covered his face in both embarrassment and apprehensiveness as other students in the cafeteria turned to stare at their table in wonder.

---

Daehyun couldn’t focus on classes the rest of that Friday afternoon; his mind wandered to the prospects of his crush brutally rejecting him. What if he didn't even know who Daehyun was? What if he was disgusted by Daehyun? What if he was straighter than a ruler? The more he thought about it, the more he regretted his decision of slipping the note into the other boy’s locker. 

When the time came at the end of the day, Daehyun panicked. He used to always tell himself that maybe someday he would be able to confess his feelings to the younger boy, but the realization that his someday had actually turned into a today made his nerves increase tenfold.

Daehyun was frozen in front of his open locker as he stared at the small teddy bear holding a bundle of red roses he had purchased at the floral shop that morning out of impulse. 

He hadn't even come up with the right words he wanted to say! The letter merely requested for the receiver to wait on the school’s rooftop after school. It didn't give away that it would be for a love confession…well, except for the last minute hearts the teen had flightily drawn out of nerves... Well, at least it was left completely anonymous, so he had a chance to escape, right? 

“Don't even think about it,” Himchan gritted between his clenched teeth while walking up to the brunet. Daehyun’s facial expression gave away all his thoughts about possibly fleeing last minute. “If you stand him up you'll really have no chance, you bastard. He’ll end up thinking it was all a big joke and you'll end up breaking his heart even before capturing it.” 

Jongup quickly followed suit as he approached the two and overheard the eldest. He patted the tense boy’s back as encouragement. “Just go. It's now or never,” he offered with a puppy-like grin. 

Daehyun took a deep breath before he grabbed the plushie holding the flowers from his locker. The moment he turned, however, his shoulders slumped as he sputtered in distress, “but what if he says no?” Himchan and Jongup matched deep impatient sighs. 

“Then you'll eventually have to get over him!” Himchan ruthlessly spat while he forcibly pushed Daehyun down the hall. 

“Good luck, hyung~” Jongup sang out with a giggle as Daehyun whined while being pushed by a determined Himchan. 

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“I can't do this,” Daehyun whispered as he peeked through the door that lead to the rooftop. His beating heart was all he concentrated on as his crush’s back came into view between the crack.

“You have to,” Himchan viciously whispered back with an annoyed twitch of his eye. “You’ve been crushing on him far too long!” 

“But-“

Before the younger could even voice his objections, Himchan slapped a hand against the door and pushed it vehemently, forcing it to open all the way. The contact of Himchan’s hand hitting the door resounded loudly, as did the loud creaking and slam of said door as it flew against the wall, and yet Daehyun still prayed the boy waiting on the rooftop didn't hear it. 

“Good luck,” Himchan quipped with an impenitent grin. He gave his younger friend a pat on the back before fleeing down the stairs with a whispered, “call us later!” 

With one last deep breath, Daehyun slowly turned around to face the unavoidable. 

Stepping up the last couple of steps, his face came into view, holding a look that transitioned from apprehensiveness, confusion, surprise, and lastly what Daehyun hoped was identified as relief.

He took a hesitant step towards Daehyun before taking the step back, his arm slowly raising as he placed his hand on his nape with a shy smile. With the gentle smile, a mellow chuckle -that made Daehyun weak in the knees- left his lips as he quietly spoke first. “Well, that was quite the entrance.” 

“S-Sorry!” Daehyun blurted, his face flushed as his eyes darted to the floor on instant. “I- uh,” he muttered, and cursed in his mind when he could not come up with any sort of believable excuse. 

“I'm guessing you're the one who left the note in my locker?” The haired boy said encouragingly, a friendly smile plastered on his face. 

“Uh. Oh! Y-Yeah.” Daehyun shifted his weight from foot to foot as he forced a chuckle. “That was-“ He gulped. “-yeah… me.”

“Okay.” The other nodded as he bit down his grin, trying to suppress a chuckle at Daehyun’s awkward demeanor. “So...what's up?” It was obvious with the way his eyes crinkled into a smile that he was amused, which panicked Daehyun a bit. He was making a complete fool out of himself in front of his crush. Just great...

“Um.” Silence filled the air for a few seconds that felt like hours; the brunet berated himself a second time at his brain drawing a blank. Eyeing the item in his hands, his arm flew up with the stuffed animal. “This is for you,” he blurted again, inwardly cringing at his awkward tone and volume. 

The boy in front of him eyed the item with curious eyes, his cheeks sporting a rosy pink as he reached for the teddy bear holding the red roses. “Thank you,” he rejoiced with a smile that made Daehyun relax a bit. 

“I um-“ Daehyun realized again that he really had no clue where to go from there.

Despite his unprepared self, he felt a smile grow as he watched the other admire the teddy bear and roses, clearly grateful for the small present, and clearly joyous. He patted the teddy bear’s little head, and his fingers twiddled with the furry ear as his smile grew larger. Watching him peacefully admire Daehyun’s gift somehow encouraged the latter, and he couldn't help but blurt out his thoughts once again. 

“Youngjae, I like you.” Said boy looked up from the soft plushie in his hands and gently hugged it to his chest, giving Daehyun his full attention. His eye contact made Daehyun stumble upon his words, but he needed to speak about his feelings to the younger. 

“I l-like you a lot actually. And I have for a while now.” He searched Youngjae’s eyes for a reaction, but continued on when the other simply stared back into his, his expression unreadable. 

“I thought this was just a silly little crush I grew on another schoolmate, b-but I find myself liking you more and more, finding myself intrigued by you, finding myself wanting to get to know you. All I'm asking for is a chance from you.” 

“And I know we barely know each other, and I honestly don't know if you even know my name,” Daehyun forced a chuckle and looked at the pavement, his eyebrows furrowing at the embarrassing and painful thought. “But I just wanted you to know that I...” He paused, his brain scattered and unsure what to say next. His face ignited in an insufferable heat as he mumbled the last bit of his unplanned and unorganized confession, “I think you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. A-And if you'd give me a chance I know you'd be just as beautiful as inside as you are outside. I already know you are, I've watched you from afar- I m-mean,” he cursed under his breath, “.” 

The other lifted his hand to cover his mouth, causing Daehyun to look up in panic and sputter, “I’m not a stalker! I swear!” 

“I just really like you so… Yoo Youngjae, would… would you be my boyfriend?” 

Daehyun had his head bowed low again, hiding his face in fear at the reply. His eyes involuntarily dropped to a close as his throat constricted after swallowing thickly. His palms were clammy as he fisted him tighter at his sides, the fingernails craving crescent shapes into his skin. 

Daehyun knew how sweet Youngjae was, it was one of the many qualities Daehyun had fallen for. Even watching from afar it had been manifested how sweet this boy was; however, he knew if the other male rejected him, even in the most nicest way possible, it would still crush his soul. Which is why he was so afraid to lift his head to meet Youngjae’s eyes, because he knew he had to try to mentally prepare for the rejection that was surely to come.

However, so positive for negative results, he had not been prepared for Youngjae’s one-worded reply of: “Okay.” 

The brunet’s eyes shot open and his head whipped up so fast he was surprised he hadn't received whiplash. “Wha-“

“I was wondering when you'd finally ask me,” Youngjae chuckled while removing his hand to reveal a blinding smile. He hugged the stuffed animal closer to his body and swayed a little, “Daehyun.” He emphasized the name, making it clear he did know who the other was. 

“I've known you liked me for a while. I just wanted to see if you'd do anything about it before I did.” Youngjae chuckled again, enjoying the look of shock on the older’s face. “I was planning to ask you in a few weeks if you didn't man up soon enough,” he teased with a small smirk. 

Daehyun blinked and finally closed his dropped jaw. “H-How did you know? Did someone tell you?” His mind went straight to Himchan, ready to kill his hyung the next time he saw him. 

“No one told me.” Youngjae shook his head, his smile growing as he laughed adorably. “You’re not very subtle when you stare at me during class, Daehyun.” 

Oh.

“Or lunch, or in the library, or…” Youngjae trailed off with his eyes downcast, a soft pink covering his cheeks while he softly finished his thought with an embarrassed giggle, “...the gym locker room.” 

Oh.

Daehyun blushed hard and rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes darting around as he lightly laughed at his transparent feelings. “S-Sorry about that…” 

“It's okay.” 

Neither spoke for the next few seconds that followed because they both had grown timid. It hadn't been until Daehyun really let it sink in that he curiously asked, “Wait, so that's a…y-yes, then? To being my…um.” 

“Boyfriend?” Youngjae said for him, with a set of titters leaving him. “Yes.”

Daehyun couldn't help the large grin that spread across his face, and when Youngjae witnessed it, he couldn't help but mirroring the exact reaction either. 

The brunet watched as his new boyfriend outstretched a hand towards him and tilted his head to the side cutely. “Walk me home?” 

“Yes,” Daehyun practically shouted in excitement. Youngjae laughed as Daehyun took his hand and lead him towards the stairs, neither of their smiles diminishing at the way their hands fit so perfectly against each others. 

A/N

Pretty short but I hoped you enjoyed it :3

Happy Valentine's Day!