word count: 1746 w.
genre: romance, fluff, slight!angst, valentines day!au
summary: even though it breaks your heart, you help jongin fill up the gift box for his valentine.
The heartache started when you opened the door to a wide-awake Jongin asking you for a big favor.
“I know it’s too early for this but can you come with me to the mall? I really need to put a gift box for my Valentine.” You can see how Jongin acts antsy, his voice sounded distressed.
You can hear your heart crumbling to little pieces but you showed a smile full of glee instead. “But isn’t it Valentines Day today?”
“Yes, it is.”
You scratched your head, confused. “Then why don’t you just take her out on a date later?”
“Because,” Jongin whined as he stomped his feet like a kid he was. “She’s taking the evening shift and it ends by midnight. Most of the restaurants are closed by that time. So, I’m giving her a gift box instead.”
“And what does that gift box consist?” You raised your brow completely puzzled on why it had to be you he had to drag along.
He shrugged in response. “I don’t know! I’m asking you to come with me cause I’m a guy. I’m clueless about what girls want to get on Valentines Day. Now, come on, we’re wasting time.”
Jongin grabbed your hand but you loosened from his grip. You planned to just stay at home the whole day. Not spend it with the guy you like and buy gifts for another girl, who’s clearly not you by the description of it. “No, Jongin. Me and the girl have different preferences. This won’t work.”
“It will. You’re the closest thing I have to buying the perfect gift. Please go with me,” And being the Jongin you knew for the past three years you’ve spent in this college, he pouted and naturally, you melted in your spot.
That is why you’re strolling around the mall, searching high and low for the perfect gift for Jongin’s Valentine. If you look at the bright side, you’re gonna spend the entire day with Jongin by your side. The bad part was the time you would spend with him would equal to the happiness another girl would receive in the evening.
“So, what type of flowers should I give her? Or any specific brand of chocolates you’d recommend?” Jongin questioned, poking each food on the shelf. You two were at the supermarket looking for, well, chocolates and maybe gummy bears, as Jongin requested.
“I honestly think chocolates are overrated. I prefer gummy bears. But since you specifically want chocolates then I recommend Milka. The one with the oreo filling inside.”
You were rambling on and on about what flowers to choose and what other things to put inside the gift box but Jongin seemed to be preoccupied with his phone, typing away. His attention was completely split in half because he would reply with a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ or sometimes hum in response. At the same time, he’d continue texting whoever it was he was texting.
Irritated, you stopped your tracks, “Jongin are you listening to me?”
“Huh?” He looked up. “Yeah.”
“Then what did I just say?”
With confidence covering his voice, he said, “You think white roses are the most romantic flowers to give to a girl. You prefer gummy bears over chocolates. You’d like to wear a backless dress but your mom wouldn’t let you. And you hate it when someone serenades you.”
Your mouth was agape when he remembered every detail you said. Jongin did listen to you the entire time. Amazing how he could multi-task so easily. He continued, “Did I miss something?”
“No. You were spot on to be honest.”
Jongin flashed you a soft smile that you could almost hear your heartbeat reverberating in your ear. “Really? Good.”
The rest of the day went on smoothly. Both of you went to a boutique to buy the last addition to the gift box. A dress. According to Jongin, you were the same size as his Valentine. What caught you off guard was that he revealed to you who his Valentine really was.
“Soojung?” Your voice quivered upon the name. The rumors were true. They were really dating. “Soojung’s much more petite compared to me. You’re probably mistaken.”
“No. I’ve seen everything. And judging from it, I think you two are the same size,” Jongin calmly stated as his eyes raked your entire figure. Your mind tried to process his words but it only converted to poison that shot through your heart. He’s seen everything. He’s seen everything of Soojung.
“Now would you please, please, pleaaase pick a dress out for Soojung. For me?” He practically pleaded and it was hard for your part to say no. Dumbfounded, you automatically nodded.
Jongin waited outside the dressing room while you changed into a
sleek black dress. Backless, of course, since it wasn’t you who’d be
wearing it for future dates with Jongin.
You closed your eyes and tried
to make the most of it. You imagined Jongin right in front of you in a
nice tux, enjoying your candle-lit dinner in some fancy restaurant down
the street. You tried to make the most out of your imagination but when
your eyes fluttered open, you were nothing more but a mannequin of what
has yet to be.
Nothing more than a second option.
Insecurities started piling up inside your mind. Taking a good hard look at the mirror in front of you, you were convinced that Soojung would look much better in the dress you were wearing. She’s definitely much classier and much more beautiful than you. She was better than you in so many ways.
You snapped out of your daze when you heard a knock. “Are you alright? Are you done in there?”
“I’ll be out in a sec,” You let out a heavy sigh as you gazed at your reflection once more. Always the second best.
Jongin held his breath the moment you walked out of the dressing room. He hasn’t seen anyone who personified elegance accurately just like you did. At that moment, he just wanted to snake his hands around your waist, lock your arms around his neck and dance the night away under the moonlit sky.
He imagined you shying away from how intense his deep brown orbs were piercing right through you and that you would lean your head on his neck as a slow song played in the background. Jongin would take time to whisper all the sweet things he could possibly think at the moment. He would take all the time in the world to whisper to your ear how beautiful you were in that dress. Screw that. Jongin would tell you how beautiful you are the entire time he knew you.
But, it was too late. Jongin had Soojung. You? You had no one and that squeezed Jongin’s heart painfully.
Jongin didn’t say anything and the silence was killing you inside. Was it the dress that horrible on you? You averted your gaze to the floor in embarrassment.
Come night time, you found yourself willingly dragged by Jongin to the restaurant Soojung was working her shift in. The gift box was wrapped in a pink box and a matching red ribbon.
You and Jongin sat down when he grabbed the gift box hurriedly. “Wait there. I’ll look for Soojung at the staff room then we can go.”
“Oh,” Jongin halted then pulled out the black dress he bought. “I just remembered Soojung doesn’t wear backless dresses. You can have it. Think of it as my Valentines gift for you.”
Begrudgingly, you accepted his offer. At least you had something to hold on to even if it wasn’t originally meant for you.
Jongin scanned his surroundings. You followed his sight. “You might want to change into that dress so you can blend in the surroundings. The manager might call on you for not ordering. We wouldn’t want any trouble, right?”
“I’ll be right back.”
You followed Jongin’s request. True to his words, Jongin came back with Soojung trudging behind him. But Soojung wasn’t dolled up, it was Jongin. He wore a nice tuxedo and a matching black bow to complement his attire. On his hand, he carried a big box neatly wrapped. Bigger than the one the two of you bought.
“Wait,” you said, shocked, “What’s going on? Why aren’t you in a dress? You should be Jongin’s date.”
“No,” Soojung beamed, handing you a menu as Jongin sat down opposite to you. “It was you all along. He was texting me the things you liked so he could give you that.”
Jongin handed over the box he was holding. “Look inside.”
There, a number of your favorite things was placed. Packets of gummy bears. White roses. A cute pink teddy bear that had a heart tattooed on it. Underneath all that was a box set aside at the corner.
“Jongin texted me everything while you two spent your time together. Contrary to what everyone says, we’re just best friends.” Soojung added, eyes crinkling as she grinned, “Jongin likes you. Very much.”
“Oh my god, is this really happening?” You lightly slapped yourself a few times eliciting a chuckle from Jongin. “Y-You like me?”
“If spending the entire Valentines Day with you is still questionable then yes, I like you.”
You propped an elbow on the table, pouting. Droplets of tears strolled down your cheeks. “Why’d you have to lie like that? I was in pain the entire day. I thought you liked Soojung and you were just using me.”
Jongin hugged you tightly. He wiped away the tears that fell. “Shh, I would never use you. I only have my eyes for you. Only you. I’m sorry. I never knew you were hurting inside. If I had known, then I wouldn’t have done that.”
“Fine. I forgive you,” you said, composing yourself together.
Standing up, Jongin reached out his hand for you to take. “Now that that’s done and you hate being serenaded, will you accompany your prince to the dance floor and dance with him, milady?”
You intertwined your fingers with his before kissing him lightly on the cheek. “As you wish, my prince.”