Author's note: Reposting another story from the old scenario blog I was included before. It has been a year since I last posted something, and I have to say I definitely do miss writing. I'm trying to get back into writing again while I still have a lot of time in my hands. So if you guys have any vixx scenarios in mind, just kindly leave a comment and maybe I could write a scenario to post here. Thank you!

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He has to admit, despite being a famous idol/actress/model, you were very much suitable to be a radio dj as well; eventhough you did tell him that you have no confidence in doing that job. Your show has always been scheduled on a late night, just as he was about to close the shop. 

Your soothing voice filled the four walls of his cafe. He remembered you telling him that it was a pre-recorded radio show. It was with some rookie idols named 'Monsta X' or something. 

"During one interview, I.M-ssi stated that he wanted to be on the program We Got Married. Many fans got curious on who you wanted to be with on the show." You asked to one of the members.

There was a short silence and a few whispers from the other members, before you started talking again.

"Don't think about it too much. It's not like you're gonna get married for real. Maybe your ideal type?" You said jokingly, which caused some laughter from the members.

"Honestly... I'm not just saying this because I'm in noona's radio show. But, you have always been my ideal type." The youngest member with a deep voice answered.

You laughed awkwardly with a sudden face to face confession. Last time you've checked, he was a few years younger than you.

"I.M.-ssi knows how to flatter women even at such a young age." You said with a soft laugh.

"Our maknae has always been a fan of yours even before our debut. It may not look like it, but he's very nervous right now." Wonho, one of the eldest one said with a laugh.

"Ahh~ Thank you. I didn't expect to recieve a sudden confession." You said with a soft giggle before proceeding to the next question.

All these damn idols professing their love to you is starting to get on his nerves. He can't deny the fact that he was starting to get jealous and insecure. They have perfect bodies, perfect facial features, and everybody loves them. He, on the other hand, has his own flaws. He was no idol afterall. He was just an owner of a trendy cafe in downtown Seoul.

Feeling annoyed, Jung Taekwoon switched off his radio and proceeded to clean the tables. It was an hour after closing, which means that you were also an hour late. He couldn't blame you though, your schedule was always jam packed that you barely have time for yourself. 

Unlike most couples, you don't go out on dates, hold hands in public, and just be free like most couples are. The industry is a tough world to be in. You had your image to protect and you need to avoid scandals, that also includes dating scandals. If idols date each other, it would cause an uproar to most fandoms. Imagine, if the media found out that you were dating a "nobody" like him, your fans would not throw hate at you, they would throw hate at him. You didn't want that, so you settled by just being quiet. And Taekwoon couldn't agree more. He just doesn't want to see you suffer because of him.

He always feels guilty everytime you would make time to meet him. But that time would only happen when you have a clear schedule or you make a short time to visit him. With your group's comback date coming close, it was inevitable that you would be busier. But you promised him that you would meet him when he closes his shop.

He prepared a cup of late and a cup of hot chocolate because he knows how much you love them. He sat on the very same spot where he first saw you. 

It was a funny story actually. He had his employees go home early that night since it was almost closing time. You were the only customer left. He saw you dozing off on the table with a face mask and a half empty cup of hot chocolate. He thought you were pretty cute, but he has no choice but to wake you up so he could go home himself. He nudged you softly and you suddenly bolted straight up and checked the time. You bowed and thanked him, before speeding out the cafe.

You came back everynight. And everynight, you would either scribble something on a notebook, or read a thick wad of bondpaper. You never failed to wear a face mask. Taekwoon, being a curious cat that he was, approached you and started talking to you. You were nervous at first, because you weren't sure if he recognized you or not. But you decided to just talk to him instead of losing your sanity in memoring your scripts.

One night, he suddenly asked you why you always wore your face mask. You decided that since no one else was there, you completely showed him your identity. Not one ounce of recognition was present in his eyes. But then he asked what you were always writing or reading everytime you came there. When you told him what he wanted, he thought that you were a college student majoring in theater. You bursted out laughing at that. You told him your true identity that night.

Long story short, both of you started liking each other so he asked you out. Here you are now. Almost 2 years into dating, 3 major fights, less than 25 dates, but still going strong.

You bursted through the door, catching your breath, before proceeding to your spot. He looked at you with his feline eyes that you grew fond of over the past 2 years. Despite being tired with your schedule that day, you still managed to offer him a smile. 

He stood up from his seat and immediately wrapped his arms around your small body. He wanted to reprimand you for going on a diet recently, but he has no time for that. He hasn't seen you for two weeks and it was killing him.

"I missed you." He whispered to your ear as he held you tighter.

"I missed you too oppa."  You said, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso.

You were sipping your cup of hot chocolate, enjoying the bitter sweet taste that was invading your senses.

"Ahh~ I really missed this oppa." You said as you placed your cup down.

He stayed quiet and memorized your features. He noticed that you atleast lost a few pounds and had dark circles under your eyes. But you still managed to take his breath away. He leaned forward, placing a kiss on your forhead, on each of your eye, your cheeks, and then your lips, before sitting back down. You smiled at your boyfriend's sudden act of sweetness.

"What was that for oppa?" You asked, still tasting a hint of latte from the kiss he gave you.

"I just miss you so much." He said, pulling you to sit on his lap. You were lucky that all the doors were already locked and the windows were all sealed, or else you would probably make the headlines the next morning due to his actions.

You leaned your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes, and breathing in his scent. He started humming a song that he knew you loved while your hair. As his humming was coming to an end, he suddenly stopped, remembering something from earlier.

"Why did you choose me?" He asked in a serious tone. You pulled back from his body and looked at him weirdly.

"Huh?"

"Every male idol out there... They like you. It's either they ask for your number or directly ask you out. That kid from the radio was no different. I'm not an idol, I'm not perfect. So, why me?"

"So? What if they ask me out or ask for my number? I never fail to tell them that I'm not interested. I'm not looking for an idol boyfriend, or someone perfect. I'm looking for someone who's as imperfect as me and someone that can make me feel complete and loved. And that someone is you oppa, not them. Why did I not choose them? Because they're not you." You said as you looked at him lovingly in the eyes while slowly his nape.

He lifted one of his hands to your face to caress it, before pulling you down for a kiss.

"I love you." He whispered against your lips.

"I love you too oppa." You whispered back.

"Don't you dare do We Got Married with any of them." He said in a serious tone.

"The first and the last time I would be married is with the man that I love and not for a stupid show." You said with a soft laugh at your boyfriend's cute jealousy.