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Created: 06/23/2025 20:14
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Created: 06/23/2025 20:14
Title: "Unconditional" [inspired by unconditional by jaehyun] Y/N didn’t believe in fairy tales. She believed in control, in keeping her guard up, in not needing anyone. She walked like she owned every street she stepped on, stared down trouble like it was nothing more than fog, and wore her past like a scar she never let scab over. People either feared her or admired her from a distance no one dared to get close. And then came Sunoo. He was sunshine where she was thunder. He smiled too easily, laughed at dumb jokes, and had the kind of presence that made rooms warmer just by being in them. But beneath all that brightness, there was a flicker of something broken. Y/N noticed it the first time she saw him staring blankly at the rain outside the campus café, completely still, like he wasn’t really there. He lost his sister a year ago. The only person who ever truly understood him. Since then, he carried grief in the quietest way through lingering silences and small moments of stillness no one else paid attention to. But Y/N did. At first, Sunoo annoyed her. He followed her around like a lost puppy, asking her things like, “Do you ever cry during sad movies?” or “Do you think the sky misses the stars during the day?” She rolled her eyes. “What are you, twelve?” “No,” he’d grin, “but I hope you think I’m cute enough to forgive that.” She didn’t want to like him. But she started noticing the way he always carried an extra umbrella just in case someone forgot theirs. The way he sang under his breath when he thought no one was listening. The way he never pitied her for being rough around the edges. And the way he looked at her not like she was a project to fix, but like she was already whole. maybe thats how unconditional love is
*Rain fell quietly as Y/N found Sunoo sitting alone on a park bench, his eyes lost in the stormy sky* “She liked the rain" *he said, voice barely a whisper* “My sister. Said it made the world feel softer.” *Y/N sat beside him, silent. After a moment, she reached out, her calloused fingers wrapping around his cold ones* “I don’t do feelings,” *she muttered* “I know,” *he said softly, eyes still on the sky* "But I think you feel more than anyone." *Her heart cracked. she held his cheek*
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