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PHONING... đ àŁȘË carnival.





Essentially becoming a shut-in due to your extreme fear of crowds, your friends are determined to take you out and show you how much fun things can be.

selected: [ kai's song.] replay? â§

àȘââŽâĄ wc 1k â§ fluff , humor , comfort

As you inch closer to the front of the line, the rhythmic clinking of the cars ascending and descending fills your ears.
Standing before the entrance, the worker looked at you expectantly before glancing at the boys behind you. You turned to face them and they all gave you an encouraging smile, each one as sweet as the one before.
âSo, whoâs it gonna be?â

Looking at each of them, it felt almost impossible to pick just one. The feeling that everyone was waiting on you made you even more anxious, the idea of annoying the people around you getting your nerves up even more.
âHey, Y/N itâs fine. Take your time.â Taehyun commented.
The small smile he gave you was enough to have you letting out a sigh of relief. Turning your attention to Kai who had been fidgeting with his Molang you both had won earlier, you held out your hand to him expectantly.
âKai, do you want to come with me?â
He seemed a bit surprised before flashing you a toothy grin and nodding, stepping towards you.
The two of you step onto the gondola, feeling a thrill of anticipation.
Kai wasnât a fan of the fairground rides himself but considering the speed of the ferris wheel, he wasnât as anxious as you.
The attendant secures the safety bar and gives you both a friendly nod.
With a lurch, the Ferris wheel begins its slow ascent, the ground falling away beneath you.
You blow air out that you had been holding in as you hesitantly let go of the bar and brought your hands up to your face.
âDo you want to hold Molang?â Kai offered, sensing your growing anxiety.
âOh, for sure. Yes, I do.â Almost snatching the plushie out of his grip, you quickly took it and squeezed it.
He laughed, âjeez, Y/N. It isnât going anywhere.â
As you rise higher and higher, the carnival below has itsâ colorful lights twinkling like stars.
Unlike you, Kai finds himself focusing his eyes up towards the sky.
âYâknow, I had a dream about you last night,â he spoke up in a playful tone. You assumed that he was trying to help calm your nerves a bit.
Turning towards him with a small smile, you raised an eyebrow at him. âOh, yeah?â
âWell, us.â The way the word âusâ had rolled off his tongue so naturally made your chest tighten.
Maybe it was the fact that he had always been the one you felt most comfortable with, despite how much time you had spent with them all.
âIn my dream you and I were standing on the surface of Jupiter's moon.â
âThe moon? So, not even Jupiter? Isnât that kind of strange?â
âNot really, maybe weâre just capable of reaching even bigger heights than others dream of.â
âMaybe⊠youâre so optimistic.â
âI try to be,â he paused for a moment, finally bringing his gaze down to the scene of the carnival with an unreadable expression. He almost seemed sad for a moment.
âI really admire you for today.â You searched his gaze as he faced you, seeing the sincerity shining through.
âAdmire? For what?â
âYou did really well today, I know youâre probably gonna say it wasnât that big of a deal but it should be.â His voice was full of warmth and affection and you found yourself sinking back into the seat.
That weird, fuzzy feeling he always gave you returned and you couldnât bring yourself to fight him on it.
âI⊠thanks, Kai. Iâm kind of proud of myself, too?â It came out as more of a question and he frowned slightly. It had always been difficult for you to acknowledge your own small victories.
But then you smiled, âI donât think I could have enjoyed it as much as I did without you guys.â
Kai felt himself grow more at ease with your words and your presence bringing a familiar comfort. With a yawn, he looked back up to the stars and brought a hand up to point toward the sky.
ââŠIn my dream, we were floating. It was really weird but we were weightless, I guess. But we were free together.â
Just like before, the word together had you holding your breath.
âI think it showed me what I already knew, though.â
âWhat is that?â
His finger that was pointing at the sky had been brought down slowly, pointing towards the two of you in a back and forth motion.
âThat weâre tethered together here, too.â
The drum in your heart seemed to be reaching its crescendo in the moment, feeling as if your heart was trying to jump out of your chest and climb in to hug his.
âY-You think so?â
Kai nodded, a comfortable smile on his face. You found yourself focusing on the crease by his mouth and how much you liked it among all his other features.
Everything about him was so perfectly crafted.
âWhen I met you there was a feeling of⊠inevitability? Maybe I was hoping that there was, hoping for that moment when you would look at me in a certain way and we would be something more.â
âDid it ever come?â His eyes caught yours and saw the same hope reflecting back at him, motivating him to breathe out the words he had echoing in his mind.
âI think this is it, donât you?â
The sounds of laughter and music drifted up to meet the both of you, mingling with the gentle creaking of the wheel as it turns.
âI⊠think so too.â
Even though there wasnât any need to say it, even though there was already a mutual understanding, Kai couldnât help but say what he had been waiting to for so long.
ââŠI love you, Y/N.â
âReally?â For a brief moment, he had worried if there was ever a moment he had made you feel unloved. Worried if he had ever given you a reason to doubt him.
âTruly. I think you were always meant to know me a little better than everyone else,â he started with a small laugh.
âAnd I think I was meant to make sure everyone else knows you too, because youâre something too precious to be hidden.â
Coming into your life, Kai was taught a love he wasnât sure he would experience in his lifeâ and he thought, there was a sense of ownership in knowing.
Kai had let you in and you claimed parts of himâ unknowingly flying your flag over uncharted territory like the pioneer you had always been.
And in knowing him, you knew that the two of you melted into each other, from then onward ceasing to belong wholly to yourselves and instead sharing custody of the othersâ hearts.
âI feel the same way.â Your heart had been going almost too fast for your mind to catch up, bringing the Molang plush up to your face as you let out a silent scream.
Kai laughed at this, tugging on it to pull it away from your face.
âYou canât look at me now?â
Your eyes met and all the embarrassment on your face was replaced with pure admiration seeing Kai with a backdrop of stars. How perfectly at home he seemed among them.
âI love you too⊠Kai, really.â
He hummed, poking your cheek. âIâm relieved.â
Suddenly he let out a nervous laugh, âreally relieved, actually. I think I was more nervous about this ride than you.â
âYeah, right..â
There was a moment for silence as the wheel began its descent, the music growing louder and louder as it went down.
A part of you wished you had the ability to freeze the moment forever, to stay with him.
âY/N, letâs promise to go to Callisto in this world too. Together. Then our feet never have to touch the ground.â

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PHONING... đ àŁȘË carnival.





Essentially becoming a shut-in due to your extreme fear of crowds, your friends are determined to take you out and show you how much fun things can be.

path unlocked: [ star song.] replay? â§

àȘââŽâĄ wc 1k â§ fluff , humor , comfort

As you inch closer to the front of the line, the rhythmic clinking of the cars ascending and descending fills your ears.
Standing before the entrance, the worker looked at you expectantly before glancing at the boys behind you. You turned to face them and they all gave you an encouraging smile, each one as sweet as the one before.
âSo, whoâs it gonna be?â

Looking at each of them, it felt almost impossible to pick just one. The feeling that everyone was waiting on you made you even more anxious, the idea of annoying the people around you getting your nerves up even more.
âHey, Y/N itâs fine. Take your time.â Taehyun commented.
The small smile he gave you was enough to have you letting out a sigh of relief. âI thinkâŠâ
As they looked at you expectantly, you frowned. There was no way that you could choose just one of them without feeling bad for leaving the others out.
âI think⊠I-I donât think I want to go on it anymore.â
Turning to the attendant with an apologetic look, you gave a quick apology before walking away, ushering the boys out of the line.
âY/N? Are you okay?â Yeonjun asked, looking back with a concerned look toward you.
âIf youâre too overwhelmed we can head out,â Soobin started.
Shaking your head as the six of you find a place behind a nearby tent, you shook your head. âIâm fine! Iâm having fun!â
Kai tilted his head slightly at your tone. It was fairly obvious you had became overwhelmed, even if you refused to admit it.
Your heart was coming down from the anxiety of holding up the line as you looked back at the ride, seeing the couples and families climb aboard.
In truth, you didnât want to go on it that badly but the embarrassment from not being able to make such a seemingly simple choice had you flustered.
âWhy donât we get out of here anyways?â Taehyun offered.
You gave him a quizzical look, fiddling with the end of your shirt. âWhere would we even go?â
Beomgyu shrugged, âwhy donât we just go look at the stars?â
The suggestion was simple but it had caught your attention, looking up. All night the carnival seemed to distract from the natural beauty around you.
A part of you felt ashamed for not taking a moment to appreciate them.
Taehyun nodded. âSoobin still has some blankets in the truck, I think.â
âThat I do,â Soobin said with a huff. âMy poor napping blanket.â
âCome on, you big baby. Iâll wash it when we get home.â Yeonjun said, nudging the taller boy as he let out a huff.
You laughed, shooting him a grateful look. âThank you, Soobin.â
As your group of friends began to weave through the carnivals crowd for the final time, the chaos began to fade into the distance.
Taehyun and Kaiâs gentle hold on your hands had you sending them grateful looks.
Laughter and the faint echoes of carnival music lingered in the air as you all left behind the colorful lights and bustling rides.
Excitedly, Beomgyu walked backwards as he continued to ramble about a topic you couldnât follow at all.
Seemingly, him and Soobin were arguing over who was better at the game they both played.
âQuit fighting!â Yeonjun called after them.
Ahead, the wide field was bathed in the soft glow of moonlight.
Even with the music in the distance, it was peaceful. Tall grass swayed gently in the breeze.
There was a rhythmic whisper that accompanied all of your footsteps as you found an area to settle down at.
Yeonjun and Taehyun set out the blankets as you and Kai gently nudged each other, pointing out the stars you could already see much clearer.
Soobin and Beomgyu seemed to continue their previous antics as they stumbled around chasing each other.
The scent of earth and grass filled the air and you took a deep breath in, finally feeling your heart settle for the first time that night.
The faint aroma of the carnival treats were finally left behind and as you sat down, Beomgyu basically crashing down next to you, you laughed.
You had once heard a story once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them.
Even when they were cursed for the rest of eternity, transformed into stardust and placed scattered far apart throughout the galaxy.
Parts of them still found each other in the vastness of space.
In this story, rather than previous lovers, you had seen your friends.
Your bodies were made of stardust, and you were hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision. Yet each and every time, no matter whatâ you would find each other.
The night sky stretched endlessly, a canvas adorned with countless stars. Tired conversations ensued until you were all lying down, laughter subsiding into a familiar and comfortable silence.
Nameless stars gracefully stretched across the heavens, a river of light that seemed to flow from one horizon to the other. Endless.
In this moment of awe and wonder, you found yourself hoping that this moment could be endless as well.
Each star seemed to twinkle with its own secret, beckoning you to explore the mysteries of the cosmos.
You, Soobin and Yeonjun began to make up names and stories for the stars as Taehyun stifled Kaiâs laughter in attempt to not wake a sleeping Beomgyu.
The air was crisp and clear, carrying with it a sense of tranquility that enveloped you all like a warm embrace.
In this moment, surrounded by the vast expanse of the night sky, you were reminded of the beauty of the universe.
No matter how overwhelming things had gotten, no matter how big and scary the world truly wasâ you would always find yourself back here in this familiar patch of grass with your friends.
With Soobinâs tired head on your shoulder and Beomgyu fast asleep on your thighs.
The gentle hum from Yeonjun and Taehyun accompanied by the squeeze Kai had given your hand.
The contented chatter of crickets and the slow, rhythmic song of cicadas.
If you could describe happiness, it would be that moment the universe had conjured up for you.
Served to you like some sort of cosmic apology for all that you have been through, and all that you had missed out on.
If you could take from all the possibilities, that moment would be the one you would always choose to bring into fruition.
And yet, you were well aware that the world spun too quickly and it turns too slowly as you waited and waited for the moment to transact into memory.
Eventually, the day would come when you could no longer tell the difference between this memory and a dream.
You found your own eyes growing heavy as your hand stilled in Beomgyuâs hair, coming up to your mouth to stifle a yawn.
Despite the acknowledgment that this, too, would end, you found the timeless connection of the stars omnipresent in your friendship.
As the stars watched over you all, unwillingly drifting to sleep together, a part of you confirmed what you had always known.
The six of you would always find each other, no matter if it was a dream or a memory.
There was nothing to grieve over in this moment. There was just love.

âDo you think there is the possibility of you and I?â The star asked.
âIn this lifetime, is that too much to hope for?â
âThere is something so delicate about time, so fragile.â The moon had started.
âIf nothing ever comes of us, at least I have known this feeling, this wonderful sense of optimism that you have gifted to me.â The sun chimed in.
âYou have given me something I can always keep close to meâto draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine.â The moon commented.
âThe love we share, it will be carried on by us through generations. It will be passed on and felt, the pieces of each other that we have borrowed and spent will be remembered.â The sun had finished.
âNo matter what happens next, I will always be glad to know there is someone like you in the world.â The star said.
âThank you for loving me.â

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PHONING... đ àŁȘË 7 hours ago.





After finding Kai on the outskirts of your kingdom, the two of you develop a bond stronger than any passage of time.

àȘââŽâĄ wc 4k â§ fluff

On the outskirts of the tranquil kingdom lied a familiar sun-kissed, magical field. The air was crisp and cold as vibrant wildflowers sway in harmony with the gentle breeze. Kaiâs eyes felt heavy as he tugged on the sack thrown over his shoulder.
Exhaustion took over his body as he let out a huff, eyes narrowing under the beating sun as he stared off into the distance at the kingdom drawing near.
Another one of his days was spent fulfilling quests of people around him, days beginning to blend together from his lack of sleep.
Even still, the rays of golden sunlight danced upon the emerald grass, casting a warm glow that illuminated the enchanting landscape. A smile tugged at his lips though as he thought of you.

Butterflies flit and fluttered among the blossoms of the land you were so proud of, adding an ethereal touch to the serene scene.
The kingdom of Hyrule was a haven where time seemed to stand still, inviting everyone who entered to bask in its radiant beauty and find solace in its' peaceful embrace.
Kai held himself back as he slid down the steep indent, rolling ankle meeting the bottom of the rugged mountain. The dense forest he had just came from still teeming with life and the songs of creatures unknown to him filtered through his ears.
Despite this, the sun beating down on him causing the sweat to pool on his pale skin didnât phase him as he thought of you and the castle where he knew he would be able to rest his head.
You, the princess and future ruler of Hyrule but aside from that, Kaiâs trusted friend.
It was known that you had been too busy with directing your kingdomâs construction efforts to be formally crowned as you were supposed to and so your taking of the title of âQueenâ had been stalled for quite some time.
Citizenâs speculations suggested you simply couldnât handle the pressure and preferred to bury yourself into your research and studies, spending much more time shut away behind books. Not that they necessarily minded, you still tended to your royal duties as you needed and were regarded with much respect in the realm.
Beyond all the speculations and folklore created around you and the royal family you were tied to, no one knew you as well as Kai.
The two of you had met what felt like ages ago, the first day you could remember stumbling upon a boy who couldn't speak.
You were unsure if he couldnât or wouldnât, any questions inquiring about his family or friends met with a steady silence.
It was in that silence you seemed to pick up on his own confusion, the realization dawning that he wasnât quite sure of much himself.
In taking him in, it didnât take long for you to agree to help him discover who he was and possibly reunite him with his family.
Despite how well he seemed to fare on his own, you found yourself growing increasingly enamored with the boy and extended as much help to him as possible.
From Kaiâs perspective it had been a particularly exhausting day when you, a young girl who had never heard a single melody in your entire life approached him.
Leaning down to see what the boy was hunched over, him shying the slightest bit away from you to protect himself.
âWhatâs that? Wonât you show me?â The air of familiarity in which you spoke with threw him off the slightest bit.
You were close to his age but you carried yourself with a confident air, despite being so far from civilization.
The air was alive with the melody of a birdsong and the rustle of leaves. The crackle of the fire in front of him pierced his ears and he whipped his head around to see if anyone else had come.
Strangely enough, it had just been you. With nothing to protect yourself but a book in hand, in that moment he made the quick judgement that you were the slightest bit ditzy.
The scent of wildflowers and pine trees filled his senses, it had been too long he had been traveling and he hadnât the faintest idea where he had wounded up, having lost his map long before he could remember.
The walls of the kingdom could be seen from miles away, the ruins of ancient civilizations fallen past littering the path to itsâ entrance like picture frames.
Despite the ruins, the kingdom itself remained untouched by the passage of time. Peering eyes remained focused on his hands, shaky as they covered something from your sight.
When you were met with no answer, you hummed and sat yourself down on the ground across from him. âYou donât talk?â You asked.
Kai thought for a moment before shaking his head. It wasnât that he couldnât, he was just the slightest hit apprehensive when it came to strangers. Not that anyone could blame him.
Sunlight filtered through the canopy above, casting dappled shadows on the earthâs floor and illuminating secret glades nearby.
The thing he had been protecting so dearly you eventually found out had been a music box, something delicate and treasured throughout his life.
A small, pink music box that was said to hold every song in the world. Curiously, you asked him to play a song for you.
Despite his fuzzy memories attached to the music box, his heart had told him to protect it and always keep it close.
Something so delicate in a world such as his must be protected.
Even so, he smiled hesitantly and played you his favorite song.
Kai watched while your face lit up with wonder as the music filled the sky and the poetry of the keys moved you in a way you had never felt before.
It wasnât unnatural to hear the humming of strings throughout the kingdom as people played for their enjoyment but to hear a song tethered to the cranking of the windsâ gears somehow sounded much more beautiful and refined.
It hadnât even dawned on the both of you that night began to fall, a shiver running down your spine at the thought of anything showing up unexpectedly.
âWhy donât you come back with me?â You offered.
âYou can have a nice, full meal!â Clapping your hands together excitedly, you brushed yourself off as you waved back toward the kingdom.
Kaiâs eyes wandered toward the fire in front of him and the sad excuse for a soup he had attempted to make, his pale cheeks flushing red.
Despite his wanting to decline out of embarrassment, the growling of his stomach quickly betrayed him.
The hesitance in his eyes was obvious and despite your age, you found yourself reading him as clear as your favorite book.
You kneeled down, reaching for his hand slowly. When he didnât pull away you took it as a sign, gently grabbing it and holding it in your own with a smile.
âItâs not charity. You showed me something precious to you today, so I want to treat you. Think of it as a trade, okay?â For the first time in a while, Kai found himself smiling and he nodded.
âOkayâŠâ His voice was quiet and you almost didnât catch it. The sudden response had you ecstatic as you pulled him up, him stumbling to his feet.
Underneath that tree, the two of you formed a friendship that would last for years to come.
Kai would play his songs for you day after day and you would sit by him quietly, never seeming to mind that he would only speak to you through song.
As the two of you grew older, he seemed to talk more and more. Some days it was less often than others, not that youâd ever point it out. With his age, Kai had taken on many more quests and adventured out more often.
Spending more time away from the kingdom, you found heâd always return from these adventures completely exhausted. Of course, you let him know that there was always a warm bed waiting for him at the end of the day. Even still, you could tell that all of his hard work had taken a toll on him.
On days where he was particularly silent, you found him seeming much more drained physically and emotionally.
With this lack of speaking, seemingly stemming from the responsibility he had placed on himself at such a young age, you were quick to realize that Kai was the type to silently carry his own burdens.
The last time you had heard him break this silence was when you called him to one of your research stations, anxiously chewing on your nail as you stared down at the map in front of you.
After so many years youâd finally managed to track down members of Kaiâs lineageâ or at least, that was what you had hoped. Stowed away in Hyruleâs sister country of Labrynna you had heard whispers of a story that seemed to match exactly with what you had known of Kai.
Brothers and sisters searching for a young boy to match his exact description when you had met him. Of course, it dawned on you that it could be any other boy with a similar appearance so you decided to pay a visit yourself to be sure.
A boy and a music box.
The last thing you wanted was to get Kaiâs hopes up for nothing, you were sure that would break the both of your hearts.
When you were younger you had grown fond of adventuring out beyond the kingdom, much to your fathersâ dismay. The issue lied in your own ability to defend yourself.
Knowing this, Kai agreed to help you in training to get stronger.
Traveling through sprawling deserts with tranquil lakes, you found yourself excitedly scribbling out poorly made drawings of itsâ beautiful landscapes and jotting down notes of things youâd wanted to show Kai and discuss with him later on.
Deep inside Labrynna teemed with life inside itsâ hidden village where the inhabitants carried on traditions passed down through generations. The village had a captivating beauty about it and you couldnât help but find it fitting for someone like Kai to originate from there.
Once you had arrived, asking around had led you to a cozy cottage, its thatched roof adorned with ivy and moss, blending seamlessly with the surrounding verdant foliage. The village itself was a stark contrast to the deserts surrounding it.
Hesitantly, you swallowed the lump in your throat and knocked on the door. When the door opened you were faced with a girl, seemingly only a few years younger than Kai. It didnât take much longer than a moment of studying her face to confirm the two were related and your heart began to swell.
You didnât want to ruin the surprise so you had opted for an excuse for your appearance, some nonsense about Hyruleâs trading system reaching out to merchants of their partnering kingdoms.
All of the training youâd sat through came in handy as you rambled on and on about exchanging goods ranging from exotic spices and textiles to precious metals.
Kaiâs sisters who you later learned to be named Lea and Bahiyyih seemed interested as the younger one happily engaged with you in conversations about her finest gems sheâd accumulated over the years.
The cottage exuded an aura of warmth and tranquility, its walls adorned with quaint wooden shutters painted in hues of earthy greens and rich browns. The occasional pink foliage littered the area, you assumed by Bahiyyihâs touch.
Lea seemed much more hesitant yet she still offered you some tea, mentioning that she knew of some boys who may have been interested in trades as well.
The four boys, you later learned, had been friends of their missing brother.
The crackling fire filled the air with the scent of cedar wood as you were brought back to the night you had met Kai.
As you studied faded photos around the cabin, a photo of the boy you knew all too well had caught your attention, standing between the two girls with a toothy grin.
Something you found particularly captivating was the familiar, small music box held in the youngest girlsâ hands.
Kaiâs smile radiated that same warmth even through the faded photograph, your heart swelling at the sight of what he once had. You knew that he always yearned to return home, even if he couldnât quite remember how he had gotten lost in the first place.
When you had returned to Hyrule that day, you were saddened to find that you had missed Kaiâs return before he set off for another quest. You were sure he was off exploring the deepest cave somewhere quite a distance away.
The table of your research station had been littered with papers from your travels, those drawing and notes previously hidden away for Kaiâs return.
The map of Kaiâs home was now covered with detailed markings, warnings and notes scribbled across the top of it all leading to the circled area. Papers with notes tucked inside detailing a description of the newly familiar cabin and its occupants just in case he had somehow gotten lost.
There wasnât a doubt in your mind that he would be able to find him though, seeing how people seemed to gravitate toward him. Kai always seemed to find himself exactly where he needed to be, you noticed.
A hand placed on your shoulder had you jumping, hands instinctively moving to cover the map as you whipped your head around. You found Kai, a confused look on his face that you read clear as day.
A sigh of relief escaped you as you smiled, growing embarrassed of how lost you had gotten in your thoughts.
âI know that itâs been years and you seemed okay with the prospect of giving up butâŠâ your voice trailed off as you rolled the map up, gently placing it inside a protective sheath.
Kai tilted his head slightly and his hair fell in front of his face. You smiled a bit as that, wanting to reach up brush it out of his face. Youâd noticed that it had grown much longer than he usually kept it when he was here.
âI found them, Kai. Your sisters.â For a moment he stilled, almost as if he had completely frozen up.
Concern filled your gaze and you stepped forward, holding the map close. âKai? Are you alright?â Your words were smooth and soft, as if trying not to scare a frightened animal.
For the first time ever in the years you had known him, Kai laughed. The sound was loud and quite obnoxious, unlike anything you had ever heard from the boy and your eyes widened in surprise.
Despite the unfamiliarity, you found his laugh to be much better music than anything he had played for you before.
âSisters,â he let out a deep breath and he looked down at your hands wound tightly around the map. He reached out, placing his over your own.
Kai wasnât one to initiate physical contact yourself, the unfamiliar warmth causing the blood to rush to your cheeks. âWill you come with me?â
A part of you wanted to cry at the overwhelming care in his tone, how gently he asked you to follow him to his home.
Regrettably, you knew you had to deny this request.
âUnfortunately, Iâm needed here.â He frowned for a moment before shaking his head, that wide smile crawling onto his face again.
âSisters,â he repeated. A laugh escaped you this time as he said it. âYes, Kai. Sisters. You have some friends there as well, Iâm sure everyone in the village will be ecstatic to see you.â
As he took the map, he placed itsâ sheath down at his side gently. Curiously, you spared him a glance before you turned to grab something else.
The delicate pink music box was held in your hands, finally going to be returned to itsâ rightful owner. Before you could turn around to give it to him, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.
The feeling of his warmth against you had your heart skip a beat as he buried his face into your neck. It was almost like he was starved of touch with how tightly he held onto you, as if he believed you would slip away any moment.
âThank you, Y/N.â And there it was, the way your name had slipped off of his tongue so perfectly as if it was exactly where it belonged.
The lack of mentioning your title reminding you that you were simply yourself to him and nothing more.
It was these incredibly rare moments you cherished so dearly.
Every sensation felt almost heightened with him so close and you attempted to clear your throat, head spinning. No amount of conversational training could have prepared you for the absolute fool you became when it came to him.
That encounter had been months long passed by now and eventually became a distant memory. No matter how much time passed though, it would always be etched into your mind as the moment you found what love had felt like.
Even after all the time had passed you never grew tired of waiting, confident that he would return when he was ready. In fact, rather than growing bitter, your excitement only grew as you found yourself wondering what stories he would share with you.
Despite the occasional whispers in the kingdom due to his drawn out absence, you hadnât found yourself concerned with it much. A part of you always missed him but he had promised to return and because of this, you trusted him.
Kai had agreed to return at a set time and place; seven months from the day he had left, beneath the seventh tree in the kingdomâs olive orchard.
Excitedly you rushed about, wondering if you had looked presentable enough. It was a foolish thing to wonder about, especially as Kai had seen you through all of your different phases and accepted you wholeheartedly.
Even still, you found yourself childishly hoping for everything to be perfect.
When you arrived promptly, you waited. As time passed you began to check your time keeper, wondering if your mind had been playing tricks on you.
Checking it every so often but even still, there was no sign of him. You began to question your memory for the first time in your life, wondering if all of your notes and countdowns had somehow been mistaken.
Was it the seventh tree or the tenth?
As foolish as you knew that you were being, you still wondered and decided to check, just in case.
As you made your way over to the tenth tree, Kai finally arrived at the seventh, tiredly leaning against it.
Confusion grew on his face as he studied his surroundings where you were noticeably absent.
The kingdomâs mystical monuments in the distance seemed to peek over the walls ahead, remnants of a bygone era. The trees above the both of you stood strong against the passage of time.
Kai waited before deciding he must have had the wrong tree and perhaps it was another where you were supposed to meet. He mentally scolded himself as he was sure Lea would have done for making you wait.
Meanwhile, you had arrived at the fifty-sixth tree, where Kai was still nowhere to be seen. Your strong facade seemed to fade with time as you found yourself wearing your disappointment on full display.
The both of you began to drift aimlessly around the olive orchard, almost meeting but never quite. Hundreds of questions passed through the both of your minds, had it even been the right day? Perhaps he had come a day early or a day late.
Finally, you found yourself beneath the same treeâ the seventh where you began, feeling lost and resigned.
A part of you felt like crying as you stared down at the ground, heel digging into the soft dirt.
It was barely a minute that you stood there before there was a tap on your shoulder.
It was him.
âYou came!â Even after all of the time you had spent conditioning yourself to be sure of his return, having him directly in front of you after what felt like forever had lifted a weight off of your shoulders.
With your arms suddenly thrown around his shoulders, he stumbled back at the impact as a bubbly laugh came from your throat. You werenât expecting a verbal response but surprisingly, it came
âWas there any doubt?â He asked, a new teasing tone in his voice as his hand came up to cradle the back of your head.
Your eyes closed for a moment as you took in his presence, not wanting to let go. The playful tone in his voice was new and you found yourself flustered at the newfound confidence he seemed to have.
Even after such a short time, he continued to grow. A part of you felt sad that you had missed it.
Reluctantly pulling away, you brought yourself to look him in the eye and study his face. It was exactly how you remembered it yet somehow it still felt different.
"Where were you?" You asked, "I feel like Iâve been searching all my life."
Kaiâs smile softened as he grabbed your hands from his shoulders, bringing them down to your sides to hesitantly interlock your fingers.
"You stopped looking for me," he replied, "and I found you."
He said it as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world and you shook your head, just grateful for his return.
Despite all of the lost time he had to make up for, Kai never regretted stumbling upon Hyruleâ upon you.
With time he realized that it was not just the natural beauty of the kingdom that captivated him but you and the sense of wonder that came with knowing you.
Looming on the horizon like a beacon of hope, stood Hyrule Castle. In the distance behind you it almost shadowed behind you like a crown, the fortress of stone and marble that serves as the heart of the kingdom and the place Kai had once called home.
His eyes looked past you for the moment as he studied it, its towering spires reaching for the sky, silhouettes against the backdrop of the suddenly setting sun.
âDo you remember the song that I played you the night we met?â Kai asked as he brought his eyes back to yours, catching you staring.
Sheepishly, you shook your head no.
âI donât,â you confessed.
âBut I remember every song I have heard since you left.â
When he asked you why, you took both his hands in yours and kissed them warmly. This time, it was the tips of his ears that blushed a bright red as you looked up at him through your eyelashes.
âI couldnât wait for the day I could share them with you.â He hummed in response, nothing else needing to be said.
The two of you sat, ignoring the setting sun as you began to spill everything of the past month with the other. For the moment neither of you had any responsibilitiesâ you werenât a princess and he wasnât a knight: you were simply those kids you had always been.
The familiar silence you were once used to with Kai was quickly replaced with the familiarity of his laugh, your favorite sound.
The way Kai would speak your name with gratitude as if it was the mantra of his soul. No matter how often youâd laugh and deny it, he knew it to be undeniably true.
Underneath the vast expanse of the dimming sky, Kai pulled out something from his pocketâ an ocarina, cradling it gently in his hands.
Curiously you glanced at it. Kaiâs love for music was something that you were well aware of but he always seemed much more reserved when it came to playing himself in front of other people.
âSince you donât remember it,â he started.
âIâll play it for you again.â His gaze fell with a sense of quiet reverence as he raised the ocarina to his lips, its smooth surface cool against his skin.
With practiced fingers he exhales as the familiar, almost haunting melody drifted into the air weaving its way through the night.
Each note resonated with a tenderness long forgotten, carrying with it the depth of his emotions. Your breath seemed caught in your throat as you were enraptured by the song.
And as the night fell, you knew that he had to go.
Regrettably, you allowed yourself to ask him for once thing.
âDo you think you can stay? Just tonight?â
The softness in your voice allowed him to peer into your soul, the beat of your heart reflecting in every word.
âAnything for you.â
In the stillness of the castleâs corridors late at night, the entrance to your bedroom stood as a silent sanctuary from the outside world.
The tall, ornately carved doors loomed like sentinels, polished wood gleaming softly in the dim candlelight that flickered from sconces lining the stone walls.
The two of you seemed small compared to the walls around you but even still, Kai stood tall and proud. He seemed the same but still so different.
A soft creak echoed through the corridor, breaking the silence of the night as you stood holding it open. The familiar scent of lavender and jasmine lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of beeswax from the candles that cast dancing shadows across the room.
The scent that Kai had once regarded as his own home. âIâll see you off in the morning then?â Your voice held a hint of sadness and Kai nodded wordlessly, lips pressed together in a thin line.
Despite his lack of expression you could tell that something was weighing heavy on his mind as well. Gently grabbing his hand in yours once again, you pulled him closer to you for a moment. âI really have missed you, Iâm glad that youâve found your home. Both of these things are true.â
It was easy for you to tell that underneath it all, Kai had that lingering regret of leaving you to return home. Some sort of guilt buried inside that he couldnât seem to sort out and detangle in his own.
You gently raised your hand to cup his cheek and he melted into you, just as he had all those months ago.
âYouâll always be special to me, Kai.â Your voice was careful as you wondered how you could confess how you felt after all these years without outright saying it. Tip-toeing around the truth that you both knew.
âI hope that you can allow the simple miracle of your own presence to overwhelm you.â Kaiâs eyes fluttered closed for a moment as your thumb brushed against his cheek, feeling the warmth radiating off of it. âYouâre beautiful in ways that can't be described.â
A smile came on his face as the tension disappeared from his expression, eyes fluttering open to look at you with pure adoration.
âGoodnight, Kai.â You hummed, gently placing a kiss on his cheek.
When the morning came, you saw him off at the gates as you had agreed to let him go. Although you wished you had more time, you refused to feel sad as you thought of the moments youâd spent together.
Kai knew that the pair of you were eternal, even after all this time. Every quest would lead him back to you, as you were born to walk this world in intersecting lines. Every adventure would bring him back to your side, whether he had to travel for 7 hours or 7 months.
Deep inside, you thanked him for his gift of music and poetry he had brought into your life simply by finding you.
A whirlwind of emotions swept you off of your feet the day you met him, your feelings spilling out in waves just as the ocean had. How lucky you considered yourself to fall in love so young.
Similarly to this, Kai found himself eternally grateful for you finding him and showing him love because he had known nothing better since meeting you.
In all of his adventures, Kai had stumbled upon the ruins of numerous civilizations. He had read their musings about the Gods they worshipped and promises of heaven, endlessly conflicting descriptions of divinity.
Nothing seemed to be as true as what he had thought himself when he was with you. Kai knew that he was born with his heart already broken, his memories taken from him in fragments. But the world began in pieces and somehow made itself whole in the exact way you had shown him.
The day he met you, your smile seemed to be a blazing trail of light that show down from the heavens as your each word seemed to direct him to where the stars truly belonged.
The smile that had shown him the way had also blessed him with realization that he loved you, like some sort of secret only he was allowed in on. The secret knowledge that he was as hopelessly devoted to you as those civilizations had been to their make believe Gods.
Nothing in the world could stop the maddening rush that those three words he longed to say to you caused.
And so heâd practice saying them over and over until you met again to perfect them for you. For his love, with those words, he found himself becoming with divinity and in turn, one with you.

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Mundane moments with TXT that makes everything seem worth it.

àȘââŽâĄ wc 2k â§ fluff , comfort
+ can be read as a sequal to carnival.

Somehow, it felt exposing when the curtains were drawn. Ruthlessly tossed to the side and the sunlight began to burn you through the glass pane.
All you had wanted to do was stay within your four walls, wrapped up in the blanket that fit around you so perfectly.
Watching videos on your phone with no energy to get out of bed and actually do something.
Worrying about work soon or upcoming plans you suddenly wanted to skip out on. Something youâd been excited about for months now felt daunting.
Acknowledging that youâre simply too much for other people, you busy yourself with controlling what you can and taking up less space.

They probably didnât even want you there, anyways.
The simple routine of thinking until you got just sadâ an infectious mold that, with time, spread to your heart, constricting it to numbness.
You seemed to lose track of the days when this happened.
âItâs time to live.â
It was Yeonjun.
âArenât I already?â Groaning, you pulled a pillow over your face with an aggravated sigh.
âNope! Youâre just alive.â You shrugged.
He couldnât see.
With a familiar hand pulling you out of bed, the cold feeling of the hardwood floors almost instantly making you want to retreat.
Despite this, you allowed the hand to drag you out into the world and out of the comfort of your bed.
The feeling of the cold floorboards matched the feeling of the cold water he splashed you with, a teasing smile on his face.
There wasnât much joy in it for you, rubbing the facial care products into your face haphazardly.
Yesterdayâs energy was long gone.
Once dry, he made sure to help you with the sweetest step of your skincare routine.
Small kisses littered across your face, a hand squeezing yours tightly.
A small feeling of warmth seemed to chip away at the mold on your heart, almost as if it was being gently cleaned with his own hands.
âYou have a pimple.â
âThanks for pointing it out. Itâs my third eye.â You sounded unamused and he smirked, poking at your cheek careful to not touch it.
âI wish I had a third eye.â
You didnât reply to him, focusing back to the cool mint on your tongue.
Pouting, it was him who continued. âSo then I can look at you three times as much.â
The toothbrush in your mouth helped hide the small smile you were fighting, a childish feeling of giddiness.
ââŠThat was really lame.â
The running water washed away any excess product. Wiping his mouth with a grin, he placed a final kiss on your cheek.
He knew that words wouldnât make everything better, they wouldnât be able to show you yourself through his eyes.
At the very least, heâd do his best to provide you with small doses of his admiration.
There were moments like these where you seemed to be swept out of the daze, almost like you were being shocked back into commission.
Who knew that something so sweet could be hiding in something so painfully mundane?
Moments when your head in the clouds crashes down to reality with a rude and sudden drag.
Those moments werenât always bad, though. At least they gave you something to lose.

The sound of the ocean as you closed your eyes, skin warm from the rays that you didnât bother to hide from.
All of the suffocating thoughts made you much more preoccupied with hiding from other people.
You wondered if youâd look better if you looked how you did when you were younger. Even then, you didnât do much.
If youâd worked harder, maybe you wouldnât be so hyper focused on yourself. Maybe youâd be more fun for others to be around.
It was easy to find reasons to belittle yourself.
A can of something hissing next to you brought your attention away momentarily, eyes fluttering open at the sudden coldness.
Standing above you, endearingly as persistent as always.
Soobin didn't seem to care that his frame was blocking your only source of light.
âI donât see the sun that often.â You complained.
âI donât see you that often.â He countered.
Guilty, you didnât answer.
It was your idea to go to the beach yet you were shying away from really doing anything, conscious of everything around you.
The both of you paused in the silence.
Some of the excess water seemed to shake onto you as he dropped down on the towel next to you carelessly.
He sipped his drink quite obnoxiously.
Closing your eyes again, all you could focus on was the feeling of him nearby.
Nothing else was better at keeping the thoughts away.
Wet hands wrapped around your waist, almost smothering you so suddenly.
You wanted to complain about the feeling of him practically sticking to you in the hot weather but you didnât bother.
You knew he needed it.
As he gently rested his head on your collarbone, your breath caught for a moment.
Maybe you both needed it.
Insecurities wandered back into your moment for just a moment. Monotonous repetition of how you must have looked and how you must have felt.
Listening to your heart, Soobin memorized each beat as if he would suddenly become fluent in itsâ language.
Suddenly, he spoke.
âLetâs go find jellyfish to give back to the sea.â
The logical part of you didnât see any point to sending back what was already doomed.
Regardless, you didnât have it in you to challenge his optimism.

Biting into the strawberry, the flavor seemed much more pronounced than it had ever before. Maybe it was because Beomgyu picked it specifically for you.
You couldnât tell.
The juice trickled down your chin. The sickly messy feeling made you grimace.
As you reached up to wipe it, he already beat you with his sleeve. Impulsively, you knew since it was his favorite hoodie.
He didnât seem to care about ruining something so precious for you.
Seeing your reaction, he laughed.
âYouâre cute when you make that face.â
Frowning, you replied. âI feel sticky.â
âWe should do this again.â His voice was hopeful and he ended it with a small laugh, holding out the basket to hand to you.
Looking down at the strawberries in the basket, you only hummed in response.
Even if you wanted to, you couldnât find it in you to reply.
Uncertainty lingering in your mind. Something you wanted just in front of you, even if you didnât feel like you deserved it.
You wanted to respond, really.
But he didnât need you to, he already knew that it wouldnât happen again.
The warm glow he shared with you alongside half of his heart only seemed to gleam brighter.
The shameful feeling of hiding away from the world melted away when his hand brushed against yours.
âMaybe we can grow our own.â
Knowing how the two of you lived, he knew that it wouldnât be possible for anything to grow.
He didnât have the heart to tell you that but a part of him still wanted to try.
âWe can.â
The sound of sticks and dirt crunching beneath you caused you to furrow your eyebrows, eyes focused on the amount of filth collected on your shoes.
Silence with Beomgyu, like your other friends, was usually comforting. He didnât try to pry into you or tell you how to cope.
Instead he decided to stall for more time with you.
âLetâs go get some real food, yeah?â

âWhen are you going to start being honest about how youâre doing?â
It was such an easy question but you couldnât seem to answer it.
Couldnât look up to face him, the frustration in his voice already tugging at whatever strings were attached to your tear ducts.
Taehyun wasnât mad. Even with reminding yourself of that, you felt angry at yourself.
Guilty, how terrible of a person were you to make someone like him worry?
Gritting teeth, your face remained stone cold. Eyes fixated on the table in front of you with your fists balled underneath.
Breathe. Itâs not the end of the world.
There was a million things that you could say but nothing would ever perfectly describe how you were feeling.
Shame, embarrassment, the desperate yearning for more but the desire to run and hide at the same time.
How do you explain how miserable you are, even when you have everything youâd ever need?
Things werenât horrible, they could be better but isnât that the same for everyone?
Maybe it was the missed connections.
The urge to call someone who was no longer in your life or the desire to become a better version of yourself.
The sudden realization of the little girl that resided in your mother and the burned bridges that she left behind for you.
Maybe it was coming to the understanding that you are the spitting image of your father and all of his worst fears.
If you were better, could you be happy then?
Desperately wanting something that you know youâll never have, forgetting to appreciate what you do have.
You were just sadâ and you couldnât understand why.
There was a crack in the china somewhere that couldnât be found. Couldnât be fixed.
It felt embarrassing to have a crack in you so obvious.
Taehyun often tried to remind you that damage is a show of what youâve been through, the love and the hurt.
Everything youâd carried with you became a collage of every person and thing that you had ever loved.
You didnât like wearing it on your sleeve.
âOne day, maybe.â Although it came out jokingly, all you were met with was a sigh.
The air wouldnât stay tense for long, though. Heâd never allow that.
It was a sunny day, the outside feeling peculiar after an afternoon sunshower.
A hand clasped your shoulder and shook you gently.
It almost felt like you were shook back into reality, suddenly much more aware of your body in the present moment.
Your mind wandered back to a meaningless quote youâd found floating around some corner of the internet.
âThere is no connection without an open heart.â
That couldnât always be true, you figured.
Without realizing, youâre pulled to your feet as he hums along to the theme song playing faintly from the television in the other room.
The sound of keys jingling brings you back to reality once more.
âLetâs go for a walk.â
His attempt to get you from the house and out for fresh air was less than subtle but you followed, sliding your shoes on.
Being active this way was something that he loved, you figured if he loved it so much it must be worth something.
Anything he loved was worth something, of course.
Maybe you believing in that so strongly was what made it difficult to believe him when he said that he loved you.
Already seeing the look of dread on your tired face, he laughed.
âIf you get too tired, Iâll carry you back home.â

âWe canât be together every second of everyday.â
The tone of Kaiâs voice was understanding, hand brushing some stray eyelash off of your cheek.
Suddenly feeling shy in his touch, you pull away.
âI just donât want you to forget me, thatâs all.â
To say something so stupid in such a vulnerable state, you found yourself wondering how you even got here in the first place.
The smile that he flashed almost seemed nauseating.
The kind that would normally have someoneâs head-spinning yet he gave it to someone like you so naturally, like second nature.
It didnât feel like you deserved it, but it was still yours.
âWho could ever forget you?â
Noses rubbing together felt embarrassingly innocent before he chased after you to place a kiss to your lips.
For a fleeting moment you wondered if you really had impacted his life. If maybe youâd been the reason for his restless nights or anxious mornings as he had been for you.
Your mind shut down that hope fairly quickly.
Rolling your eyes, you pulled away and directed your attention back to the orange in your hands as your nails desperately clawed at it.
Marked up and bruised, you couldnât seem to get it open. The light, empty feeling of your stomach growling had you feeling uneasy. Dizzy.
Just as you were about to give up out of frustration, a hand gently pulls it from your grasp.
Looking up at him, his eyes stare carelessly out of the window.
When itâs handed back to you, a single slice is missing.
He gives you a small smile once again, taking a bite of the orange slice instinctively, teetering it between his lips.
âWanna come with me today to do some chores?â

One day, you meet someone. And right off the bat this person may feel like home or that strange sense of security youâd been longing for. If you're lucky, you get to experience it a few times over.
And it is terrifying to feel it so wholeheartedly without knowing it. Unfamiliarity is maybe the scariest thing.
Youâre going to want to run away, hide away back under the covers. Yet they wonât let you.
They will drag you out, kicking and screaming as they force their way into your heart and plant a seed. So carefully instilled inside you that you wonât even notice itsâ presence until itâs in full bloom.
The light youâd been searching for in them will be reflected inside of you, spare parts gifted to you as a thank you for existing in their lives fusing together to create the fragile machine that you are.
This light will find you no matter where, washing away the fear and anger of the past as you learn to brush yourself off, to try again.
There will be days that make you want to go back to the comfort of your room where youâre still the same kid that you were before everything spiraled.
Itâs this room that theyâll pull open the curtains and drag you out of bed, over and over.
Something youâve waited for.
The things you believed as a kid that seemed so stupid suddenly seem to make a comeback. A hint of truth in everything.
Maybe you couldnât hear the ocean in a sea shell but you could certainly memorize the faces of the constellations.
The crack in everything was simply to allow the light to pour in.
And with the shower of light, better days will follow.
Something to fight for.
The air against your skin feels frigid to the touch and your eyes are focused on the trees flashing by in quick succession.
The radios loud, almost ringing your ears as it reverberates with the mixed chatter and laughter.
Feeling an arm nudge you, your head lulls over to the side and you catch a glimpse of them waiting for your input with carefree smiles. Suddenly in that moment, you understand.
Wanting to preserve the moment for however long you could, it was a moment worth remembering.
It was hard to get to this point and youâre sure that youâll want to give up again, but you wonât.
No matter how much youâd change through the years, at that moment in time, you were in a car with people who loved you.
And you loved them.
To have something to lose is the greatest and scariest privilege but you will hold that broken bird in your hands and do your best to be as fragile as possible with it.
For the broken birds, it gets better. Maybe for a day, maybe only for a moment.
Maybe for you, it gets better as well. Maybe just for a song or a meal shared.
The time will pass and it will get better.
That feeling you were always chasing since you were youngâ as long as you hope for that, thereâs always something to hang onto.
The love that you want exists because you exist, you simply have to let yourself find it.

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âCan you please stop drawing boobs in the Colleen Hoover books? It's getting really embarrassing having to order more copies.â âOnly if you make me.â âYeah, nope. Carry on.â





Your least favorite part of working in the school's library is the gaggle of skaters who seem to come in every so often just to wreck the place. Especially when one seems particularly interested in you and is determined to make sure you know it.
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[đč] skater! huening kai / library assistant! afab! reader [WIP]
genre. fluff , comedy , written , uni au
warnings. : cursing , dumb humor , kai and reader are both helpless

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Checked Out.
001. hottest annoyance award.

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A written series based off of various PokĂ©mon trainerâs adventures in love, composed for MOA. [WIP]
genre key fluff (f) . angst (a) . humor (h) . comfort (c) .

Dark Room [Artist!Choi Soobin x Photographer!Reader]
Poison type (âĄ) Psychic type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
The heart of the bustling art scene was hard to stay afloat in, especially in a world as colorful as yours. Soobin finds himself entangled in a complex web of emotions when it comes to his world and more specifically: you. Exhausted of his state of denial, his Pokémon decide to pull together a plan to bring the two of you closer and get him to acknowledge your artistry as well as his true feelings.

You Know Me [Musician!Choi Yeonjun x Nurse!Reader]
Fairy type (âĄ) Normal type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
Yeonjun finds himself facing an unexpected twist of fate when a performance mishap lands him and his trusty PokĂ©mon at the nearby center. Despite usual protocols him and his PokĂ©mon are dragged to your personal office as you tend to their wounds. Annoyingly to you, he was well aware that youâd never deny them of your services.

Beautiful Collisions [Trainer!Choi Beomgyu x Resort Worker!Reader]
Water type (âĄ) Electric type
genre fluff (f) . humor (h) .
At Sinnohâs picturesque summer resort, Beomgyu finds himself more focused on you rather than enjoying him and his PokĂ©monâs vacation. Despite being polar opposites, Beomgyu finds himself determined to capture your heart. However, each well-intentioned gesture seems to backfire, leaving you completely exasperated.

The Redwood Tree [Rival!Kang Taehyun x Trainer!Reader]
Ice type (âĄ) Ghost type
genre fluff (f) . comfort (c) .
Becoming a ghost-type trainer seemed to be the obvious solution to your deepest rooted fear of the dark. Despite becoming a masterful trainer, you still find yourself paralyzed by fear when faced with the dark. Putting aside your long term rivalry, Taehyun extends a helping hand to guide you through the treacherous depths of an infamous haunted forest.

Possibility of Love [Stranger!Huening Kai x Trainer!Reader]
Fairy type (âĄ) Bug type
genre fluff (f) . comfort (c) .
After suffering a humbling defeat in a remote forest, you find yourself lost with your trusty sidekick completely drained. To your surprise, the two of you are soon discovered by a compassionate Sylveon who leads you back to itsâ trainer. This creatureâs kind gesture leads to a new beginning for you and mysterious trainer Kai.

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