Gripping onto my hair in frustration, I walked into the kitchen to make myself a cup of hot coffee to refresh myself. I was having writer’s block again! That happened to me frequently, ever since I started writing stories, but being the perfectionist I was, I would never write stories that had common plots in order to not bore the reader out. This earned me lots of readers and subscribers, but I was slowly running out of interesting ideas. There were times when I stayed up till dawn with no ideas of what plot to have in a story. My health was slowly deteriorating, but what could I do? I was the one who chose this path; I couldn’t possibly leave my subscribers hanging.

A sigh escaped my mouth as I raised the cup of coffee I made to my mouth, but as I did so, a pair of hands slipped onto my waist and hugged me close. I knew who these hands belonged to almost instantly. However, being the playful person I was, I decided to play a prank on him. Acting as if those hands belonged to a robber who trespassed my property, I screamed. “There’s a robber in the house! Someone help me!”

There was silence after I said that. Before I knew it, the hands on my waist slipped off, making me lose the warmth from the contact. Was he angry at my prank? Guilt rose up my chest as I shuddered at the thought of him being cold to me afterwards. I wanted to apologize but his hands suddenly landed on my shoulders, turning me around to face him abruptly. I expected to see a fuming face but instead, he was pouting. He looked so cute! Was it even legal to be so cute? Without myself knowing, I was fangirling over my own boyfriend, Park Chanyeol.

“How could you not recognize your own boyfriend? You hurt me…” he said in his usual deep yet charismatic voice, but this time adding sobs at the end of his sentence. My heart softened at the sight of my cute giant in front of me. I was really glad to have such a sweet boyfriend who was always there for me whenever I needed him. I can still vividly remember how he asked to date me. That was during high school…

Flashback

“Y/N ah, come look at this flower, it’s so pretty!” Chanyeol called out to me while holding a rose that had bloomed in his hands. Chanyeol never had an interest in flowers, so I was quite amazed when he suddenly talked about how beautiful the flower was.

“Let me see it!” I skipped happily over to see what could possibly have captured Chanyeol’s attention.

When he handed me the rose, a necklace hanging on the rose fell into my hands. Surprised by the necklace, I asked Chanyeol, “Chanyeol, is this yours?” He nodded in response, saying, “But now it belongs to you!” Being unable to understand what he was saying, I asked him what he meant by that.

“Y/N ah, ever since we became friends, I’ve always got this feeling whenever I’m around you. I would feel butterflies in my stomach when I have contact with you, my heart would cringe whenever I see you cry, and I have this urge to protect you no matter where you are. Are you willing to be my girlfriend?”

Tears started appearing in my eyes as I recalled how he asked me to be his girlfriend. I had completely forgotten that my boyfriend was still standing in front of me, dumbstrucked by the tears that were flowing out of my eyes.

“Wh…Why are you crying? I’m so sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” Chanyeol said worriedly as he pulled me into a hug. “I’m so sorry I really did not mean it, please stop crying…” Chanyeol muttered into my ears.

After regaining my composure, I found myself in a warm embrace, with my tears flowing onto Chanyeol’s shirt, wetting it. The corner of my lips curved up into a smile as I buried myself into the crook of his neck more.

“It isn’t your fault Chanyeol-ah, I was just reminiscing how you asked me out that day. Do you know how touched I was when you asked me to date you?” I sniffed while saying.

Chanyeol pulled himself away from me and looked at me in the eyes while saying, ”You should really get used to it baby, or you may cry a river of tears when I propose to you.” He gave me a peck on my lips, making me blush. We may have been a couple for a few months, but he still never fails to make me blush with his sudden pecks and kisses. “Wha…Propose?!” I finally processed what he said and my heart thumped much faster than before. Chanyeol chuckled and pinched my cheeks lightly, commenting on how cute I was when I was embarrassed and how he anticipated seeing me in my wedding dress on our wedding day. I gave him a light whack on the shoulder for teasing me but ended up getting tickled as ’revenge’ from him.

“Ah…Achoo!” he suddenly sneezed. It was then I realized that his shirt was still wet from my tears; he would definitely catch a cold if he did not change his shirt. “Chanyeol-ah, hurry and go change your shirt, you might fall ill if you don’t!” I told him and started pushing him to his bedroom for him to get a shirt. He stopped in his tracks and said, “Can’t you just help me change out of this shirt?” With that, he gave me a pleading look, hoping that I would give in to him, but apparently, I did not. I threw a shirt in his face and ran away, but with his long legs, he caught up with me quickly. Before I knew it, I was already trapped by him against the wall, with my lips moving slowly against his. I could sense the side of his lips curling up into a smile, and so was mine.

This was the life I’ve always longed for.

I love you, Park Chanyeol.

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-ShinJinYoong