I'm Crazy. I Admit it.
Title: I'm Crazy. I Admit it.
Pair: Khunyoung
Genre: General
Rating: G
Length: 525 words
A/N: I've written so long ago and this style is different from the style that I'm used to. I'm just happy that I actually got to write something. Sorry for the lame title btw. I won't even bother.
I’m crazy. I admit it.
There aren’t a lot of people out there that would readily bend on one’s knee and propose to a beautiful stranger.
But here I was, frozen in front of this guy in the middle of the crowded train station with a single thought in my head. ‘I want to marry you.’
I’m crazy. I swear to the heavens I’m crazy.
The moment that I saw him coming down the stairs, I started walking up to meet him.
I didn’t even know the guy and there I was bumping through strangers like they didn’t exist just to get to him.
I know. You don’t really have to remind me. I’m crazy.
He was just so dumbfounding in his navy coat that just fitted him perfectly, his well kept chocolate brown hair that would look so cute if left messy and untouched and that expression of his, which seemed to be imprinted in my head already. That smile of his that can turn any living being into a puddle of goo.
I’m crazy. How many times do I have to admit it?
I just felt like marrying him the moment that I saw him. At that moment, I felt like I was so in love.
I’m crazy and it just dawned on me that I’m foolish as well.
Here I am, in the middle of a crowded train station, planning on proposing to this beautiful stranger in front of me in front of all the people that were nonexistent to me for a moment.
I’m crazy but I’m smart enough to get myself out of this mess.
I jerked one of my legs and pretended to have fallen on something. Writhing on floor while pretending to cry in pain.
The crowd ceased to give any attention to me, although, a little boy laughed at my sight.
I just sighed in relief but I sighed way too early.
I look up and there he was just staring at me with such concerned eyes, that I was left frozen on the spot once again.
“Are you alright?" he then asked me all of a sudden.
Dumbfounded once again. I looked at him straight in his beautiful eyes and just nodded. Trying to act as cool as I possibly can.
And he just smiles, shakes his head, and lends me a hand. “Well, get up.”
For a moment there, when I happened to grasp his hand as he was helping me to get up, I was almost fully convinced that I really did fall in love with him the minute that I saw him.
I’m crazy and I know that for a fact.
As he went on board his train, I shouted. “Hey! Mind telling me your name?”
“Just call me Buck.” And he waved goodbye.
“Wooyoung. I’m Wooyoung.” I shouted back.
He just smiled at me and bowed as the train’s doors slowly close and then a few minutes later he was gone.
I’m crazy and you’re probably sick of me saying that. But I swear to the heavens and to that beautiful stranger called Buck that maybe or surely that I’m in love.
+FIN+
A/N: I'm hopeless, aren't I? I haven't written anything for so long that I've partially forgotten my writing style and how to write o-e. It's like every ounce of creativity was washed down the drain and here I am trying to get what I can. Anyway, as always, you're comments or any kind of notion about what I wrote would be very much appreciated and thank you for giving your time to read this. Oh! And to my bb cocobaby347 thank you for supporting me even though I barely wrote anything for half a year.
Pair: Khunyoung
Genre: General
Rating: G
Length: 525 words
A/N: I've written so long ago and this style is different from the style that I'm used to. I'm just happy that I actually got to write something. Sorry for the lame title btw. I won't even bother.
I’m crazy. I admit it.
There aren’t a lot of people out there that would readily bend on one’s knee and propose to a beautiful stranger.
But here I was, frozen in front of this guy in the middle of the crowded train station with a single thought in my head. ‘I want to marry you.’
I’m crazy. I swear to the heavens I’m crazy.
The moment that I saw him coming down the stairs, I started walking up to meet him.
I didn’t even know the guy and there I was bumping through strangers like they didn’t exist just to get to him.
I know. You don’t really have to remind me. I’m crazy.
He was just so dumbfounding in his navy coat that just fitted him perfectly, his well kept chocolate brown hair that would look so cute if left messy and untouched and that expression of his, which seemed to be imprinted in my head already. That smile of his that can turn any living being into a puddle of goo.
I’m crazy. How many times do I have to admit it?
I just felt like marrying him the moment that I saw him. At that moment, I felt like I was so in love.
I’m crazy and it just dawned on me that I’m foolish as well.
Here I am, in the middle of a crowded train station, planning on proposing to this beautiful stranger in front of me in front of all the people that were nonexistent to me for a moment.
I’m crazy but I’m smart enough to get myself out of this mess.
I jerked one of my legs and pretended to have fallen on something. Writhing on floor while pretending to cry in pain.
The crowd ceased to give any attention to me, although, a little boy laughed at my sight.
I just sighed in relief but I sighed way too early.
I look up and there he was just staring at me with such concerned eyes, that I was left frozen on the spot once again.
“Are you alright?" he then asked me all of a sudden.
Dumbfounded once again. I looked at him straight in his beautiful eyes and just nodded. Trying to act as cool as I possibly can.
And he just smiles, shakes his head, and lends me a hand. “Well, get up.”
For a moment there, when I happened to grasp his hand as he was helping me to get up, I was almost fully convinced that I really did fall in love with him the minute that I saw him.
I’m crazy and I know that for a fact.
As he went on board his train, I shouted. “Hey! Mind telling me your name?”
“Just call me Buck.” And he waved goodbye.
“Wooyoung. I’m Wooyoung.” I shouted back.
He just smiled at me and bowed as the train’s doors slowly close and then a few minutes later he was gone.
I’m crazy and you’re probably sick of me saying that. But I swear to the heavens and to that beautiful stranger called Buck that maybe or surely that I’m in love.
+FIN+
A/N: I'm hopeless, aren't I? I haven't written anything for so long that I've partially forgotten my writing style and how to write o-e. It's like every ounce of creativity was washed down the drain and here I am trying to get what I can. Anyway, as always, you're comments or any kind of notion about what I wrote would be very much appreciated and thank you for giving your time to read this. Oh! And to my bb cocobaby347 thank you for supporting me even though I barely wrote anything for half a year.