“Bad day?” you ask, though you’re sure he can’t hear because the window is closed, locked, shut tight. “I know. I’ve had them too. I understand.” You wring your hands together. “They sure suck. Don’t they?” Oh, my heart kind of broke for him here. ;__; He's so precious and adorable and awkward.
And you leave him at the bus stop, hands twisting nervously in your lap as you finally let him understand what it feels like to watch a bus disappear into traffic. ;________;
You laugh back in reply, turning to press your stomach against the metal and say, “Yeah, I know. I’ve had those, too.” He shrugs but continues to smile. Your stomach flips. “They sure, uh. They sure suck, don’t they?” Alskdjflsdf the repetition. WHY SO AWKWARD, DUBU.
oh good gravy, why did you do this to me. ;_______; my heart can't take these palpitations; it's old, you know. :'C
and on top of the erratically pounding heart my stomach was doing all these drops and flips and it's just not fair, you can write something this amazingly beautiful and you don't even have a driver's license yet?? ;____; why oh why oh why.
ajsdlf;a this is beautiful. I, just. The high-school theme and the repetition [my fetish ♥] and your characterizations are wonderful *_* exactly as I would imagine them to be in HS. Your Onew is so perfectly awkward - not stupid, just cute and awkward and a tad bit foolish. I also love all the little details you put into your writing, and asjdlas I'm just going to babble if I keep on going.
Thank you for this. I loved it :)) and needed it, as I've been craving SHINee fic lately. ♥
You're a really amazing writer and I'd pick out quotes that I love but I'd be here all evening - I'm sure you don't want a comment longer than your fic either, ha.
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“Bad day?” you ask, though you’re sure he can’t hear because the window is closed, locked, shut tight. “I know. I’ve had them too. I understand.” You wring your hands together. “They sure suck. Don’t they?”
Oh, my heart kind of broke for him here. ;__; He's so precious and adorable and awkward.
And you leave him at the bus stop, hands twisting nervously in your lap as you finally let him understand what it feels like to watch a bus disappear into traffic.
;________;
You laugh back in reply, turning to press your stomach against the metal and say, “Yeah, I know. I’ve had those, too.” He shrugs but continues to smile. Your stomach flips. “They sure, uh. They sure suck, don’t they?”
Alskdjflsdf the repetition. WHY SO AWKWARD, DUBU.
Oh, the ending, the ending. T_T SO PERFECT, WAI.
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And the ending is fluff because I am a romantic sap who would die if I had to write it any other way. :'D
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and on top of the erratically pounding heart my stomach was doing all these drops and flips and it's just not fair, you can write something this amazingly beautiful and you don't even have a driver's license yet?? ;____; why oh why oh why.
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Thank you for this. I loved it :)) and needed it, as I've been craving SHINee fic lately. ♥
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You're a really amazing writer and I'd pick out quotes that I love but I'd be here all evening - I'm sure you don't want a comment longer than your fic either, ha.
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