CHOOSE YOUR STORY.
to: nam (kim) junyeol.
well, this is it. this is what i've been sneaking away to work on when you go to sleep. i know it isn't much but i just hope it puts the silliest smile on your face. i know we were joking about doing this on twitter and how we'd probably mess up all the threads, but apparently, your boyfriend is truly this extra and over the top cheesy. still, i figured you might enjoy a little game for yourself since i remember you saying you had a knack for these. plus, i remember how excited you got when i made you the word search so i figured i'd give myself another shot to redeem myself from the two failed attempts many months ago. i also solemnly promise to stop game gift giving if i mess up again here so, i hope i don't have any mistakes this time around. ha.
anyway, the game is very simple. you— the reader— can create your own story by making choices. these may lead you to different endings but hopefully, you only get the good endings.
so before i let you get to it, i just wanted to also say happy seven, lovebug. you've been such a blessing over the last few months. truly an angel. and i know how lucky i am to be a part of your life.
here's to us. to us again and again and again.
i love you so very much.
from: kim jaeyeong.
zzz. zzzz. zzzz...
❝ junyeol? ❞
❝ junie, it's time to get up.❞
❝ jun, you're gonna be late for work.❞
you feel fingers brushing your hair away from your face, a pair of soft lips against your forehead, pulling you from your sleep, and a soft soothing voice whispering into your ear.
❝ hyung has to go first, okay? i hope i see you later. don't forget to get something to eat. i love you, cutie. ❞
you flutter your eyes open, and you're met with the rays of sunshine streaming in from your bedroom windows. you reach out for the source of the voice but find yourself alone in the room. you sit up and stretch, jutting out your bottom lip as you realized jaeyeong had already left.
before you can dwell on his absence any further, your thoughts are interrupted by the faint smell of roasted coffee beans drifting into the room from the kitchen.
you climb out of bed and start the day off by..
you walk into the bathroom and stop in your tracks the moment you arrive at the door.
earlier that morning. 6:30 AM KST.
jaeyeong takes a peek at his fiancé, still sleeping soundly in bed, curled up in the sheets, eyelashes fanned over those soft cheeks, creating shadows from the way the morning light shone above him. there's a warmth in his chest and if he's being truly honest, it's been there since he first laid eyes on the other. but he won't let junyeol know that.
he glances at the stack of pink colored post it notes in his hand, finally managing to tear his gaze away from the younger to head into their bathroom. he walks towards the mirror above the sink and begins stacking the sticky notes onto the glass, one at a time until he forms the shape of the a heart. as his cheeks grow warm, jaeyeong steps back to admire his work, both proud and embarrassed, knowing full well junyeol was likely to make fun of him for doing excessively cheesy things. but it was just his way of showing the other he cared.
after all, junyeol gave him little miracles everyday. it was only right he should repay them.
❛ i love you. ❜
❛ i love that you're my fiancé. ❜
❛ i love how we've promised to take care of each other through thick and thin. ❜
❛ i love that you get so excited about the future we'll have together. ❜
❛ i love how bratty you get. ❜
❛ i love how shy you get when i compliment you. ❜
❛ i love your laugh. ❜
❛ i love you for letting me in. ❜
❛ i love your kisses. ❜
❛ i love when you 'grrr' at me when you're embarrassed. ❜
❛ i love your butt. ❜
❛ i love our lazy mornings. ❜
❛ i love sleepy junie who i can just barely understand. ❜
❛ i love when you get cheesy. ❜
❛ i love your gorgeous eyes. ❜
❛ i love you for always being by my side. ❜
❛ i love us. ❜
❛ i love the cuddling before bed. ❜
❛ i love the way you make me feel. ❜
❛ i love how you know me best. ❜
❛ silly old man. ❜
you clean up, take a quick shower, and head back out to get dressed. you take a glance at the clock and find jaeyeong was right. you're running late for work. you take a jacket and slip on your socks. you pull on your shoes and grab your keys, locking the door behind you, hoping you haven't forgotten anything as you head on your way to the:
you waltz into the kitchen and find a spread on the table. there's too much food for a single person. jaeyeong was always horrible at proportioning. still, you take a seat at the table and begin to dig in. you notice a brightly colored note stuck to the cup of coffee next to your plate.
『 you truly are the love of my life. you inspire me with your never ending kindness, keep me in awe with your wonders. 』
『 i remember how easy it was to get swallowed up in your love— there was no pausing on the brink, no looking back; i had fallen in deep so quickly. 』
『 and to this day, i have no regrets. you've given me so many days, as fleeting as life may be. i'll always be grateful. 』
『 i love you. and have a good day today! p.s. you're amazing. never forget it. 』
you stare at the pieces of paper and laugh to yourself, amused at how cheesy jaeyeong could be in the mornings. you help yourself to the food, storing away the rest in the fridge before you take a glance at the clock and find jaeyeong was right. you're running late for work. you hop in the shower, get changed, praying your socks match and you haven't forgotten anything important before you head on your way to the: