Little Gift
Little Gift
I was getting fed up. I had been living together with my dearest sweet Jihoon for a while now albeit not in the same room. Why not in the same room? Simple. He wasn’t even a legal adult yet when we moved in together. Even when he did turn 20, he was too busy and didn’t even bother to ask me to sleep in his room and all. Sigh.
He had been such a sweetheart though. When we were both free, we would go on dates, play by Hangang river and have a heart-to-heart talk on the swings installed across the apartment. He might seem fierce despite his odd resemblance to a fairy (don’t tell him I said that) but he was nothing but a sweetheart.
But since the next comeback was drawing near, he would either be in his sacred work studio or sleep in his bedroom or practice at the company. I respected him for being so hardworking but sometimes I felt that he just didn’t care anymore. I never blamed him. I mean when I agreed to be in a relationship with him, I knew that this was also part of the whole package but still, I was quite lonely most of time considering how many couples are seen strolling on the streets of Seoul every day. But out of courtesy and faith, I didn’t complain or ask him to accompany me but I still stayed by his side till now.
As always, I was the first one to get up. Most of the time, I would be in college, having lessons and activities so I tried my best to prepare meals and do the chores in the morning before I had to leave and whenever I could.
That day, he was scheduled to have an interview along with the vocal team. I knew that it would be the hardest task in the world to actually wake him up this early when he would usually stay up till dawn to compose and improve his songs. I tried waking him up once by actually lying down on top of him but my heart melted when he whined and pleaded me to not do it. My heart was too soft to even wake him up from his beauty sleep. Goddamnit.
And so, most of the time, if possible, I recruited some reinforcements to get the job done.
The door bell rang and I clicked on the monitor to check who it was. Immediately rushing to the front door, I found Seungkwan, fully awake and ready to go.
“Hey. Is Jihoon-hyung awake yet? If not, DJ Boo is ready for his morning shift.” It’s still so early in the morning and his sass is already turned on.
The morning entertainment had arrived, I thought as I tried to hold my laughter while opening up the door to let him in.
He dashed straight to his room while I went back to the kitchen to continue fixing up breakfast, silently praying that the waft of tasty goodness could reach him and miraculously wake him up.
“Hyung, wake up! Manager-hyung will be furious again!”“OMG, HYUNG. THERE’S FIRE, WAKE UP!”“Hyunggggggg~”
It’s been 10 minutes and all of Seungkwan’s attempts failed.
I wasn’t even perturbed anymore by Woozi waking up late and ultimately having to eat breakfast on the way to his schedules. ‘Patience is key’ has become my everyday motto.
As always, Son Dambi’s Queen started to echo throughout the apartment as Seungkwan started singing along to annoy Woozi into waking up. His final attempt at waking him up.
“Ya. Stop it.”
At the sound of Jihoon’s voice, I decided to walk with the pancakes on the plate into his room, trying to lure him out of his bed with breakfast.
I had given up on using all the sweet words like sweetheart, baby, etc. since they had no effect on him and at that point of time, I was getting fed up.
“Lee Jihoon, you better wake up now or I’ll drag you out of the bed myself.”
Noticing my vicious tone and intimidating aura, Seungkwan instinctively retreated to the living room, leaving Woozi still lying on his bed, wrapped like a cocoon with his blanket, staring at me confused. I guess he noticed I was pissed off so he decided to slowly wiggle out of his cocoon and stood up from the bed. Eyeing my reactions, he made his escape to the bathroom to wash up.
While Woozi was still getting ready, I let Seungkwan have a bite of the breakfast that I had been preparing. I decided to pack the breakfast since it was obvious that he wouldn’t have the time to eat before leaving. Whilst munching, Seungkwan cautiously reminded, “I think you should apologize to hyung later, ___”
I turned around and glared at him. “You know that I was just trying to wake him up.”
He was visibly shivering with fear but he continued, “and you out of all people should know why he is as tired as he is now.”
I let out a sigh. He was right. It is and forever will always be his responsibility and burden to produce songs for the sake of Seventeen. I will always be number two, huh.
As I fell silent, Woozi came out into the living room, all ready and equipped with his heavenly smile.
He reached out to the lunch box that I prepared and gave me a peck on the lips before ruffling my hair. “I’ll be back early today, okay.”
Before I could say anything, he dashed out of the apartment while signalling Seungkwan to hurry up and follow him.
I was too stunned by the fact that he just did that in front of Seungkwan. He never did that in front of his group members. Perhaps, he realised that I was annoyed. Maybe but then maybe not. I didn’t wanna get my hopes up.
Seungkwan bid his farewells and closed the door, leaving me with a mess to clean up.
Sigh. Boys.
I had just finished all the classes for today and was dead tired. All I wanted to do was go back and jump into my bed to get the first ticket to dreamland.
“I’m home” I shouted. I always did that but most of the time, I was met with silence.
Not today.
I heard piano playing.
That was weird. Usually Woozi would have plugged his headphones so it won’t get noisy.
Another weird thing was the fact that the melody wasn’t coming from the direction of the studio. I took off my shoes as fast as I could and followed my ears, leading my feet into my own room.
Surprised, I twisted my body and found Woozi holding up a candle along with a bouquet of flowers.
Soon, the room was enveloped in his sweet voice.
I wanna be your morning baby
이제부턴 Be alright
From now on, be alright
함께 있는 Morning baby
Spend the morning together, baby
I want u to be my night
너의 생각하는 모든 게
Everything you think of
나의 모든 것 이 될 수 있도록
Will become all of me
날 봐줘 And be my lady
Look at me and be my lady
You’re my twenties
As he sang along with the piano in the background, he slowly took one step at a time, advancing towards my direction before he stopped just one step in front of me. One hand holding the bouquet and candle tight, he clasped my hand and had our fingers intertwined.
I was silently crying out of joy. He continued singing while maintaining his eye contact with me. I could see love in his eyes which made me cry even more.
When the song finished, he put down the candle and bouquet on the table behind me. He was struggling to find his words and kept on letting out a sigh. Despite the pool of tears in my eyes, I giggled at his actions.
After hearing my little laugh, he decided to embrace me. “I love you and I’m sorry,” he whispered into my ears while slowly adjusting his head so that my head could lie comfortably on his shoulders “I know I was busy these days and I know you have been so lonely lately.” Letting go of the embrace for a while, he stared lovingly into my eyes while gently rubbing my shoulders, “This is my way of telling you right here and right now that I won’t let you feel that way anymore and all you had to do is ask, okay?” He ruffled my hairs and soon, smiles were beaming from both of us. I couldn’t have been more grateful to have Woozi around. I was so stupid for even thinking that he didn’t care about me anymore.
“You thought I didn’t care anymore?” Apparently I had voiced out my thoughts. I aggressively shook my head in an attempt to not make me look more of a fool. He just laughed and slowly cupping my face, our lips touched and it was the softest and most loving kiss that I felt in my whole life. And that was and became the little gift that he showered to me every day since then.
Notes
Had a major writer's block for my previous fan fiction but I managed to finish this one!
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