This is inspired by the My Princess OST, Because of You, sang by Beast. :D

It’s because of you girl, You don’t know this girl. The more and more I look at you everyday I miss you even more. Why am I like this? What you call love girl. I didn’t know it girl. Now that I know I will confess, my girl. All you have to do is stay with me. Like you are doing now, oh my shiny girl (Because of You, Direct Translation)
 

“YAH! Remember this?” Dongwoon grins widely and points to a picture of you covered in flour. You both laugh as you remember the time you tried baking a cake for Dongwoon, making a mess out of yourself in the process. 

Dongwoon stops laughing and smiles sweetly, “It tasted great though.” He tells you and blood runs through your cheeks. Embarrassed, you flip a page of your old scrapbook to avoid looking at Dongwoon. 

“And this!” He says out loud, pointing to a picture of you two playing in the swings of an old park. “My swing went higher than yours did.” He lets out a loud chuckle, “You were too heavy.” He tells you, making a tsk sound. You punch his left arm pouting, as he lets out a loud “OUCH!” You continue flipping pages and spot a picture of him with his hands reaching out to give a rose. 

“I remember this.” Dongwoon says proudly, “This was our anniversary.” 

You stare at it for awhile before noticing a tear trickle down your cheek, a feeling of nostalgia creeping into you. You wipe it off with the back of your hand and continue to flip the pages of your scrapbook, sniffing uncontrollably. 

You keep looking at the pictures, hoping the captured happy memories would ease up the pain, but it doesn’t seem to work. You can’t quite comprehend why this is happening to you. 

Suddenly, Dongwoon hands you a handkerchief, as if he’s been reading your mind. “I’m not taking the offer, you know.” He tells you as you wipe your tears with his handkerchief. “I decided not to,” He continued, “For you.” 

You turn to him and slap his right arm this time, giving him an angry stare. He winced in pain. 

“BABO!” You spat at him, “That is not something you just throw away.” More tears stream down from your eyes and you don’t seem to have control over it. 

Dongwoon leans in closer and pulls you into his warm body. He wraps his arms around your shoulders and whispers into your ears. “I’m sorry. I know how down you are about this.” 

He puts a finger on your face and stops a tear from going down, but not before planting a kiss on your head. You reach out for his hand and lock yours with his. Then he tightens his embrace around you and you both stay like that for more than a few moments. 

“Nuh ddaemooningul, nuh molreulnungul. Nah mail nul bwado bwado bogoshipuh wae eerea,” He starts singing in a very calm, deep voice. 

“Sarangeeragul, nan mollaratdungul. Eejaeya aljana, na golbaekhalge my girl.” You feel yourself slowly relaxing at the sound of his voice. He turns you around so that you are facing him and continues singing. 

“Neu jigeum cheorunman, itsuh jwo,” He pulls you in closer, “Oh my shiny girl.”

Then, easing up the pain, he plants a kiss on your forehead and continues to hum to the tune of the song and hugs you even tighter. You lean your head on his shoulders and stay in that position for a good few minutes before standing back up, closing the scrapbook and laying it on the table in front of you. 

You spot Dongwoon’s surprised face out of the corner of your eye as you walk over to a desk where piles of papers are found. You search through the piles of papers and open a drawer before finding an envelope addressed to Dongwoon. 

“Dongwoon,” You sigh and start walking back to him, “I can’t let you mope around here and not take this opportunity.”

You feel another tear coming, and you try your hardest to stop it from falling. Handing the envelope to him, Dongwoon takes it hesitantly, not knowing how to react. 

You continue, “Seoul National University only accepts a number of music scholars each year.” You look at him sternly, heading towards the chair on the other side of the room. “A NUMBER. EACH YEAR.” You tell him, emphasizing each word.

He stares at you with gloomy eyes, a frown slowly forming in his face. “I’ll be okay,” You assure him while trying to convince yourself, “Really.” You show him a smile to convince him.

Dongwoon grins childishly at you and runs to your direction, knocking you down on the floor, and laughs uncontrollably. Despite the fact that he just tackled you, you join him, his laugh immensely contagious, wiping away all the pain. 

“Oh, I almost forgot!” He jolts up and heads over to his bag, his huge grin still visible. You get back up, smoothing your messy hair into place as Dongwoon returns with a white envelope in his hands. “I wanted this to be a surprise,” He says, handing the letter that you realize is addressed to you. “So I didn’t tell you about it.”

You open the letter and read it word for word, your face not showing any emotions. Dongwoon tilts his head to the side and asks, “Well, what does it say?” He moves in closer in an attempt to read the letter but you beat him to it by enclosing him in a bear hug. You let go of him, a look of confusion evident on your face. “But how?” 

“Well,” He beams proudly, “Remember when I borrowed you sketches? I sent copies of them to SNU and filled up a scholarship application for you.” 

You open your mouth to say something, but Dongwoon puts a finger over it to stop you. “I’m really happy you got accepted.” He tells you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you closer to him. 

“Dongwoon,” You say softly, almost like a whisper, and look up at him, his tall frame towering over your contrastingly lower one. “Thank you.” 

He faces you with an endearing smile and envelopes you with his long arms and starts humming a familiar tune. You smile affectionately, a rush of euphoria passing through your veins. Your heart beats faster than usual, as you hear the sound of Dongwoon’s sweet, deep voice. 

“Neu jigeum cheorunman, itsuh jwo. Oh my shiny girl.”

Oh, and if you haven't listened to the song yet, you should. :D

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