"Hello"
Title: Hello
Rating: G. Fluff.
Pairing: Surprise lol
Notes: This probably won’t be as climatic/ shocking as I was going for, but hopefully it still rots teeth and rolls eyes :D Also I wonder how many “Hello” fics have popped up already lol >: Enjoy kiddies. The cut code freaked out last time. I hope it works now Dx
He’d planned it out perfectly.
At least, as close to perfect as he could get without his luck getting in the way.
First there was the eavesdropping. It was rude, but it was the only way to figure out the favorite color of his secret crush. Sure, logic and reason said that it was as simple as asking. It wasn’t an awkward question, meaning there shouldn’t have been any sangtae to tongue-tie him or make him fall on his face while approaching the other. Recently though, talking to his angel made him… really nervous. Finally, sitting by the chattering circle of girls that tended to lurk around the object of his affection, Onew discovered the color to be, of all things, yellow.
Immediately after leaping to his feet in glee, he was discovered, accused of being a creeper and had an innumerable amount of handbags thrown his direction - at least one of which contained bricks, he was sure.
Next there was the issue of a gift. He’d thought through it seven or eight times: chocolate? Giant teddy bears or hand-painted dolls? Jewelry? A romantic dinner? Maybe he’d even go so far as to serenade them. But no… he figured he’d stay classic, and this way, he’d be able incorporate that new found knowledge. Smiling proudly to himself, Onew skipped into the local flower shop. Roses would do just fine… and he meant a lot of them. Unfortunately as he leaned up to grab nearly two dozen of them, gravity decided to be a jackass and knock the whole vase on the floor. He screamed as if it had been his arm shattering on the ground, sobbing out apologies as he scooped up the fallen bouquet.
Only five of them could be salvaged.
He had to pay for all 27, plus white flowers for fill.
Needless to say, his wallet was crying just as much as he was.
Now, the time was upon him. The apartment complex was a lot harder to navigate than he expected, but after trial and error (and being thrown out a few times), he finally made it to the needed corridor. It took a small amount of caution, lest his target see him in the hall and his surprised be ruined. Thankfully, the being wasn’t spotted, which meant they had to be inside still. ‘Inside…’ Onew swallowed nervously. He was frozen outside the door, fingers shaking as he formed a fist to knock on the door. Maybe he could just leave the flowers and run?
But then he’d have to do this all over again…
He released a shaky breath, turning his back to the door for a moment as he flinched. Hundreds of dreadful scenes flashed through his mind. “Go away weirdo!” they might scream, throwing the flowers back at him and slamming the door in his face. Then again… it could play out just as beautifully. Maybe he’d even get a hug or a kiss out of it. Smiling at the silent encouragement, he turned back around and rapped his knuckles upon the door.
No turning back now.
His heart beat harder and harder, until it felt like it was going to explode from smacking against his ribcage so forcefully. The doorhandle rattled, turning his frantic heart from seizure to comatose. With a barely audible creek, the door opened. In the doorway stood a being much younger than he, looking as radiant as ever in just a simple T-shirt and jeans. The strawberry blonde hair was swept from the youths vision, and as chocolate eyes fell on Onew, Lee Taemin smiled.
“Hello!”
Rating: G. Fluff.
Pairing: Surprise lol
Notes: This probably won’t be as climatic/ shocking as I was going for, but hopefully it still rots teeth and rolls eyes :D Also I wonder how many “Hello” fics have popped up already lol >: Enjoy kiddies. The cut code freaked out last time. I hope it works now Dx
He’d planned it out perfectly.
At least, as close to perfect as he could get without his luck getting in the way.
First there was the eavesdropping. It was rude, but it was the only way to figure out the favorite color of his secret crush. Sure, logic and reason said that it was as simple as asking. It wasn’t an awkward question, meaning there shouldn’t have been any sangtae to tongue-tie him or make him fall on his face while approaching the other. Recently though, talking to his angel made him… really nervous. Finally, sitting by the chattering circle of girls that tended to lurk around the object of his affection, Onew discovered the color to be, of all things, yellow.
Immediately after leaping to his feet in glee, he was discovered, accused of being a creeper and had an innumerable amount of handbags thrown his direction - at least one of which contained bricks, he was sure.
Next there was the issue of a gift. He’d thought through it seven or eight times: chocolate? Giant teddy bears or hand-painted dolls? Jewelry? A romantic dinner? Maybe he’d even go so far as to serenade them. But no… he figured he’d stay classic, and this way, he’d be able incorporate that new found knowledge. Smiling proudly to himself, Onew skipped into the local flower shop. Roses would do just fine… and he meant a lot of them. Unfortunately as he leaned up to grab nearly two dozen of them, gravity decided to be a jackass and knock the whole vase on the floor. He screamed as if it had been his arm shattering on the ground, sobbing out apologies as he scooped up the fallen bouquet.
Only five of them could be salvaged.
He had to pay for all 27, plus white flowers for fill.
Needless to say, his wallet was crying just as much as he was.
Now, the time was upon him. The apartment complex was a lot harder to navigate than he expected, but after trial and error (and being thrown out a few times), he finally made it to the needed corridor. It took a small amount of caution, lest his target see him in the hall and his surprised be ruined. Thankfully, the being wasn’t spotted, which meant they had to be inside still. ‘Inside…’ Onew swallowed nervously. He was frozen outside the door, fingers shaking as he formed a fist to knock on the door. Maybe he could just leave the flowers and run?
But then he’d have to do this all over again…
He released a shaky breath, turning his back to the door for a moment as he flinched. Hundreds of dreadful scenes flashed through his mind. “Go away weirdo!” they might scream, throwing the flowers back at him and slamming the door in his face. Then again… it could play out just as beautifully. Maybe he’d even get a hug or a kiss out of it. Smiling at the silent encouragement, he turned back around and rapped his knuckles upon the door.
No turning back now.
His heart beat harder and harder, until it felt like it was going to explode from smacking against his ribcage so forcefully. The doorhandle rattled, turning his frantic heart from seizure to comatose. With a barely audible creek, the door opened. In the doorway stood a being much younger than he, looking as radiant as ever in just a simple T-shirt and jeans. The strawberry blonde hair was swept from the youths vision, and as chocolate eyes fell on Onew, Lee Taemin smiled.
“Hello!”