STOOD UP ~ Hansol/Vernon
Type: Angust to Fluff 😛 (eww)
Note: It has bleated out cursing. But very minimal of it. So yah.
Stood Up ~ Hansol
It was a Sunday evening when Hansol came home. The door shut a bit louder than usual as he announced his appearance.
“Hey, Y/N, I’m home.”
Usually, you would reply with a sweet comment, to show that you’re happy to have him with you but today you felt nothing of the sort. You wouldn’t even care if he stumbled on the street drunk, because he did something unforgivable. Thuds came closer to you, indicating him coming to the kitchen where you were at. You were making his favorite meal that was supposed to be eaten yesterday.
“Y/N I’m hooooome!” He exclaimed, wrapping your waist with his arms. Your face stayed straight with anger. You wanted to yell in his face about what happened, but you suppressed it. Slowly you felt his head come around, to give you a regular cheek kiss but this time, you twisted your head away quickly. A frown came to Hansol face. He wondered why you were acting so strange, but since he was a chill-natured guy, he shrugged it off and looked at what you were making. He widened his eyes to his surprise.
“My favorite meal? ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!!” He said, hugging you tighter. I’m gonna- , you started in your mind, but you seized to finish it as the timer ringed.
You sat across from your boyfriend at the dinner table, picking at your food while he ate it appreciatively. What you made didn’t seem appetizing, so you just glared at it.
“This is amazing.” Hansol smiled, looking to see your fork messing with the food. He cocked his head at your behavior. What is her problem? , He asked himself. He did not dare to say it out loud because he knew how moody you could get. He went back to his meal. Bothered by his non-curiosity, you stood up abruptly.
“I am sleeping early.” You state in monotone, not bothering to see his reaction. You quickly escape from the dinner table.
Shortly after, Hansol is tired and decides to go to bed after a few episodes on TV. He climbs up the steps, to see a pillow and cover outside his bedroom door. Oh no, he thought. Knocking on the door loudly, he demanded you to open the door.
“No!” You replied every time he commanded. Finally, he twisted the knob and opened the door to see you in a fetus position on his bed, facing opposite of Hansol’s direction.
“Y/N.” He called, stepping into the room. Aish, I forgot to lock it, you thought to yourself. The memory of what happened raced across your mind.
“Hey, babe.” You said, smiling ear to ear. Today was the day. A very special day and you were going to make it twice as special.
“Hey. I can’t make it home today, sweetie. The boys want to go out today.” He spoke, making your smile falter.
“Yeah, we had tons of dance practice today and I think today is the perfect day to go out and have some fun!” He exclaimed excitedly.
Immediately, your heart dropped down to your feet. You couldn’t believe what he just said to you.
Today is the perfect day to
Today is the perfect day
Today is the perfect
Today is the
Today was supposed to be the perfect day.
“Hello? Are you mad?” He called, getting back your attention.
“No,” You cough, “No! I’m just watching this really sad drama and my favorite character died! Go have fun, I’m fine!” You reassure.
“Oh, great! Thank you so much!” He said.
“Happy Three Year Anniversary.” You say into the phone with a bold face.
“Oh sh*t! Happy Anniversary!” He says back.
“Go have fun,” you cheer, “Go!”
He blew kisses into the phone and hung up.
At first you didn’t know how to handle that situation. The realization never hit you until a few minutes after. You kept telling yourself not to cry and that he loved you, but that just made you want to cry more. So you let out a violent sob when you broke. You cried for an hour straight. You cried yourself to sleep, upset that Hansol didn’t come at you obvious cry for help.
“Y/N, what’s wrong? Please stop crying.” He pleaded to you. You never noticed that you were shedding tears until he said that. Hastily, you stand up and almost reach the door until Hansol closes it. You turn around, your eyes brimmed tears as you looked down.
With a stern voice he said: “Tell me. Right. Now.”
Suddenly, you start to beat on his chest. You go off, hitting him really hard. He did not move though.
“YOU SKIPPED OUR ANNIVERSARY! I HAD EVERYTHING PLANNED OUT PERFECTLY FINE AND YOU RUINED IT! I F**KING HATE YOU! IT WAS GONNA BE PERFECT!” You stuttered, coming back to your senses. Taking your hands of him, you begin let tears fall.
“You said it was fine! You said to go have fun, remember?” He yelled, slightly less extreme than you did.
“Yeah, but you were still were supposed to come home! You should’ve known!” You yell at his voice.
“You know I can’t read your mind all the f**king time! Communication might’ve helped!” He continues.
“Maybe all find a better boyfriend that isn’t super slow, like you!” After that, the room grew quiet. You know that he had a point and you didn’t mean what you said. Both of you were completely still, lost in thought and blame. Finally, Hansol broke the silence.
“Why are you so upset about me skipping a movie? I mean, it’s just a movie.” He said quietly, he looked at you. After a moment of gathering your thoughts, you speak.
“I was gonna say,” You take a deep breath, “I was gonna say I love you.”
Hansol gasped at the statement. Both of you were speechless. You cry silently cry to yourself as he envelopes you with his arms, keeping you super close. Quietly, he starts to blame himself.
“I’m so stupid. I’m so f**king stupid. Why didn’t I come to you? Why didn’t I come home to a wonderful, gorgeous, beautiful, smart, kind, amazing girl that was going to tell me she loved me? God, I am so stupid!” He finishes. You start to close him into a hug, leaning into his chest. Your breathing is hitched, but you slowly regain your pattern.
“No. Stop blaming yourself. This was both of us. I just think we need a bit of work.” Hansol nods in agreement, walking towards the bathroom. You both decided it was time to say goodnight.
—Last one, I promise!—
Both of you adjusted comfortably in his bed, a respectable distance apart. Usually, you wouldn’t have been sharing the same mattress, but today you felt that you needed to be close to him. Hansol shut his eyes, but was not fully asleep. He just didn’t want to look at his girlfriend in his bed because, you know, man problems. Anyways, you looked at him. He seemed so peaceful.
“Hansol.” You call. He opened his eyes to spare you a glance.
“Goodnight.” You say, shying away from wanted to share. A few moments later you call him.
“Mmmmmmhhhmmm.” He groans, his noise muffled by pillows. You call him again, moving the pillows away from his slightly annoyed face.
“Yeah, babe?” He says, finally daring to look you in the eyes. He was just about to go to asleep. You smile at him, finally ready to tell him what you want to say.
“I love you.” You say firmly, looking you straight. Your heart was pounding. His eyes grew wide at your words. Then he gave you a beautiful smile.
“I love you too.”
Gahd Dam! This took forever, like geez. But yeah I’m a new account. I hope you found this entertaining and shiz. I don’t know what to say right now. I had this scenario on my mind forever (forever being 4 days). I originally requested this, but I ended up being too specific, which is to understandable. So I wrote my own, which was weirdly satisfying and refreshing. Like water on hot day. It just felt soooo right. Like an ‘ahhhh’ feeling. Umm anyway, like it if you like it. Reblog if you wanna. WATCH MEH NAE NAE. K. Bye.