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The Dreamcatcher
Dpxdc Prompt #26
All vigilantes get bad dreams. Of the ones they couldn't save, the criminals that got away, even of their fellow heroes dying. When you take up the cape you are practically signing an agreement for nightmares to haunt your sleep.
It's apart of the job, no matter how terrible.
One night after a long patrol, when the Bats were all dreading sleep, it was Steph that brought it up.
"We should get dreamcatchers. Hang em up on our doors, they'd help."
No one responded immediately, every single one of them knew that was a pipedream, including Steph.
"If it makes you feel better, go for it Steph." Dick finally obliged, after a too-long awkward silence.
When the intricate dreamcatchers appeared on the doors to their bedrooms a week later no one took them down. They all had ways to cope and if Steph giving all of them dreamcatchers gave her comfort who were they to deny it? Plus it was nice to have a bit of hope, no matter how fragile.
They didn't expect the dreamcatchers to actually work.
Danny had been dragged, beaten, and broken beyond repair by the GIW. He barely escaped their clutches with his half-life still intact and ran off to the closest city he could find, Gotham.
He built a life there, and slowly but surely the threat of the GIW only appeared as a background thought of his waking mind. It was a different story, however, when he was asleep.
They still hurt him every night, only difference was they weren't there to document it and look at him like guinea pig.
So Danny, like the problem-solver he was, made his own solution. After a few too many close calls with Nocturn he had found a way to infuse dreamcatchers with just enough ectoplasm to make them actually work. If they could repel an ancient ghost what was a few bad nightmares? He didn't have money to spare to buy one so he made his own and hung it up by his door.
He started sleeping better, with no nightmares of his own to haunt him, but that didn't mean his nights stopped being interrupted by screams. Not his own, no, apparently living in a city with so much crime and grime could lead to it's own traumatic experiences.
His neighbor's daughter had been kidnapped and trafficked, only recently brought back into his custody. She was 5 and Danny's heart broke every time he woke up to her shrieking.
So he made her a dreamcatcher too.
And then she told some of her friends who had also been hurt by someone, because who in Gotham hadn't, and they requested some dreamcatchers from him as well.
Word spread and soon Danny had a suitably profitable business on his hands.
He didn't charge much, most of his clientele could barely afford food, but he still needed to eat too.
Then the vigilante Spoiler came up to him and asked if he did custom orders.
Danny could see the hope behind the white eyes of her domino, desperation from years of built of pain and suffering.
"No usually, no, but if it's for the heroes of Gotham I can make an exception."
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Hi all
I'm showing some of my my small sculptures and a collage in this group exhibition in Peckham next week.
Do come if you're around.
I'll be at the private view on Thursday 28 September from 5:30 - 8:30pm.
And invigilating on Fri 29 Sept from 12 - 6pm.
Otherwise it's open 12- 6pm Wed - Sat next week.
Hope to see you there.
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My first Dream Catcher ✨💫✨ It's not very high quality, although it is beautiful
I never really got a childhood. Sure, I had a beginning, but a troubled one. I became an escapist from day one, always flying to my imaginary world instead of the real one. I didn't like reality, and frankly, I still don't because of the people inside them. I had to grow up too fast. They pushed me into the blinding reality, and I got hurt. They laughed when I fell in my hole, and they never helped me get back out. I never forgave them for that. Now, as I look back, my beginning was stolen, my middle was me realizing it, and what will my end be? All I want is a happily ever after, something of fairy tales. I want to be the girl raised by wolves, or protected by the forest creatures. I want to find someone who makes me feel so loved I won't even have to doubt it anymore. I need something to prove me wrong that my end won't be as tragic as how it all was written in the start. It's time I pick up the pencil. It's time I start rewriting my life.
- Dreaming of Wolves// Short Stories
Okay, let's get something straight (or rather, gay). This goes out to all kpop fans.
If I have to see one more comment or tweet talking about how weird/gross it is for fans to discuss an idol's sexuality, or come after other fans for suggesting an idol might be queer, or act all holier-than-thou and talk about how we shouldn't "assume people's sexuality, I am going to fucking scream.
And before you come at me with wild accusations, let me get this out of the way - in no way do I condone the hypersexualization or objectification of idols. Or anyone for that matter. But discussing someone's possible orientation or seeing something that points to queerness isn't inherently sexual or fetishizing and to equate those two things is disgustingly homophobic on levels I cannot even begin to unpack here. Sexualities of all kinds (gay, straight, bi, ace, pan etc) are all celebrations of humanity and while it is up to every individual how public or private they want to be with their identity, it is not wrong to playfully guess or acknowledge signs of queerness (especially when so often there are explicit signs of queercoding!)
I encounter people's internalized homophobia and heteronormativity everyday both online and in person but the level of cognitive dissonance people have about this subject sometimes in the kpop fandoms I'm in is ASTOUNDING. So here I am writing this post to deconstruct some of shit.
First of all, the "oh, we shouldn't assume their sexuality" bullshit. People assume sexuality all the time. Literally, so much of the kpop industry itself is built on performative heterosexuality. We see in this in how commonly idols are asked about their "ideal type" (usually clearly implying the opposite gender). In how the slightest interactions between idols of different genders leads to dating rumors. In how it's assumed, especially for boy groups, that the fandom is mostly women/girls. In how it's normal for fans to pretend they are in a relationship with their bias. Like, be so for fucking real, kpop fan culture is literally where the word DELULU comes from. So it's okay to assume sexuality with all of this, but it's not okay if someone teases or so much as suggests that an idol might not be straight? The only time assuming sexuality is cast as being wrong is when the sexuality in question is anything but heterosexuality. And coming from a queer person, if you have ever said this, disrespectfully, fuck you.
Because in the process of saying shit like that you are essentially insinuating, intentionally or unintentionally, that not being straight is bad or abnormal. Because why else would you treat the suggestion of someone's queerness as an insult? Why would the idea that an idol is not straight be offensive or demeaning?
Even worse, this bullshit, patronizing, hetero-morality complex shuts down any discourse queer kpop fans want to have about queercoding in the industry. And there is a LOT of that. Korea is conservative, coming out isn't the only way to affirm queerness. And not wanting, not being able to be out and proud does not negate someone's possible queerness, idol or not. So queercoding is often an important form of self expression for some idols and to deny that discourse is denying those very idols you claim to be protecting their right to express themselves, their personhood and humanity.
And the cherry on top of the fucking cake is that of all places to do this, KPOP? An entertainment business model that has literally been built on queerbaiting? As much as I enjoy kpop, as a queer fan, this is one of the less than savory aspects of industry I have to be aware of and contend with. And if you find yourself wondering how kpop queerbaits, think about the concept of "fan service" between members of an idol group. Fan service includes all instances of a group encouraged to perform "skinship" or flirt with each other to amuse the fans. Fan service is literally an euphemistic way of referring to queerbaiting and it is unbelievable how people don't even realize it. It's even more frustrating to see some fans having the audacity to brush things off as "fan service" when fans playfully (emphasis on playfully) engage in shipping. They don't even realize how problematic it is that such "fan service" is used for the viewing pleasure of straight fans and baits queer fans but simultaneously denies queer fans their space and voice and shuts down actual queerness in the industry. If you enjoy fan service (and nothing wrong with that by itself), but also demonize shippers or shut down queer fans discussing queercoding, you are part of the problem. Don't come up trying to say you wish the kpop industry would be a little less severe on idols dating or being queer, because you are part of the reason why the industry is the way it is.
To all my fellow queer fans, be absolutely unapologetic for your jokes or memes or ships or thought-provoking discussions on queerness and queercoding. There is no shame in our joy, we are not wrong or twisted for it. Because we know that we would celebrate our idols for who they are or want to be no matter how they choose to express themselves. Do not let people who would twist it into something perverted or bad, as an excuse for their own homophobia, shame you for the innocent joy of celebrating queerness. Do not let yourself be ashamed of it. As long as you are kind and respectful, love what you love and be queer and proud and happy.
Mood board inspired by her solo "Playground"
Mood board inspired by her solo "For"
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Dreamcatcher lockscreens for somnies ✨
Dreamcatcher wallpapers inspired by their chase me era. Love my 7 dorks ❤️
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૮・ᵔ・ა # ➤ and i'm always in your head
I woke up at 3am ,
it was a really sad dream,
Filled with death and dispair.
Fell asleep again,
To dream a sadder one.
And the rhythm played,
Until it was time to rise from bed with the rhyme of morning alarm.
But my mind and body were unenthusiastic to conquer the world.
And I realised the reason for sadness which linger
Upon me all day.
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The Melody Meant For Me
Siyeon x GN! Reader | Yandere | Warnings: Obsessive Behaviour
Oh, how beautiful this melody was.
It was played by none other than Y/N. The musician Siyeon had a special love for.
Every day, Siyeon would visit the young musician, and listen to them come up with melodies that Siyeon had always wanted to hear. For the past 4 years, this had always been Siyeon's routine. Until, the young musician went on a trip, without her knowledge.
For the past 3 months, Siyeon was not herself. She yelled at all those around her and was not willing to sing a single note, even when that was her source of income. She wanted Y/N. She wanted to hear Y/N's melody again.
2 days before Y/N's arrival, Siyeon had a plan. A plan to ensure she would hear Y/N's melodies forever, without Y/N disappearing on her. She didn't care if Y/N repeated the same melody, she just wanted to hear Y/N play.
She had only 1 shot at doing this plan right. In the end, she now had the musician in her arms, for her to hold, and to never let go.
However, this day was special, as she would let Y/N go out for the first time in 9 years, to play a show that had constantly been asking for their presence.
Siyeon wasn't dumb, she wouldn't let the young musician out of her sight. Everywhere Y/N went, Siyeon was there, holding tightly onto their arm.
It didn't matter if Y/N had to be alone, Siyeon would always find a way to be near Y/N. She couldn't risk her young musician running away on an impromptu trip, and leaving her to suffer. Why would Y/N want to run away, anyway? Siyeon had treated them well.
"S-Siyeon…?" Siyeon glared at her lover. "D-Darling!" There, that was the right way to call her. Siyeon's glare changed to a sweet smile as she caressed their face.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Siyeon loved how Y/N knew what she wanted. Just one glare is enough for Y/N to fix their act and start acting the way she wants. As Y/N struggled to utter the words they had intended, Siyeon placed a soft kiss on her lover's cheek.
"M-Must you be here, even when I'm practicing for the show? Th-There's very little space, you know…" Siyeon frowned at Y/N's comment. Of course, she had to be there! She should be the first to listen to whatever melody Y/N would make.
"Of course I have to be! The melodies you create are for my ears to hear, as they are so wonderful, they have touched my soul, and now, have touched my heart," Siyeon smiled before placing a soft kiss on Y/N's nose.
Y/N nodded, then went back to playing the piano. Siyeon leaned her head on their shoulder as the melody began to engulf her.
The melody was pleasant, reminding you of a time when the sun shined brightly upon you, and you were running through the fields with your beloved. Y/N and her hadn't done that yet, but soon, they will. As the melody continued, Siyeon closed her eyes to fully savor the feeling of their music.
She felt the music touch her soul. Words came together in her head as if the melody was for a song she'd sing, while her beloved played the piano. Beautiful. The melody was beautiful.
It was then Siyeon woke up, and she was laying there alone, on the piano, with Y/N not in sight. She got up and looked around in a hurry. Where was her beloved? Why was she all alone in the room that was supposed to be filled with the music of her beloved? Where was Y/N?!
Siyeon hurriedly opened the door and made her way out.
She went to Y/N's dressing room. Not there.
Their hotel room. Not there.
The meeting room. Not there
The entire building. NOT THERE.
She was panicking now. Where had her beloved gone? She felt like she was going mad. She ran out of the hotel, got in her car, and started driving.
She didn't care if she was breaking certain driving laws, her beloved was missing. She drove through the busy streets, looking everywhere for Y/N.
Y/N would return to her no matter what.
"Is your mask on, L/N?" Said the manager, Mr. Kim.
"Yes," Y/N responded.
"Good. I'm glad you told us of how she acted. We'll get you out of here safely and make sure she never finds you again." Mr. Kim assured.
Y/N was in a car that had tinted windows, just in case Siyeon would be out there, looking for them.
Y/N had desperately wanted to escape Siyeon. They missed the sun. They missed the crowd. They missed the joy on people's faces whenever they played.
How could Y/N have thought that Siyeon was just a simple fan? Wanting to listen in on whatever they were creating? Why did Y/N let her get close?
"Don't worry too much, Y/N. We'll get you away from her." Mr. Kim reassured. Although, Y/N did not feel reassured. Y/N still felt as if Siyeon could appear at any second, ready to do anything just to get them back. And the thought of having to go back to her, after they had done something to enrage her, frightened Y/N to no end.
What would she do if she found Y/N? Would she hurt them? Would she do something worse? Y/N didn't know. But Y/N would take their chances and run as far away as they can from Siyeon.
"We're almost at the airport, Y/N. You don't have to worry." Y/N was so lost in thought, that they didn't even notice that. Y/N started to relax. They were one step closer to freedom. One would be arriving at the airport, then freedom is getting on the plane.
Y/N took a minute to compose themself.
Everything would be fine in a few minutes. They would be away from Siyeon, and Siyeon would have no idea they were gone. Sure, they cannot ever show themself on camera, or even go on tour, but that was okay. Y/N could always be anonymous. At this point, could Siyeon tell it's them just by hearing their music? She was with them for 9 whole years, surely she'd know when it was their music or not. Does that mean Y/N couldn't make music anymore?
What a shame. Because of this woman, Y/N would potentially have to give up their love for music. It isn't fair. But Y/N prioritized their safety more than anything. They could always play music in the comfort of their new home, and in their new home, they would be safe. So all they have to do is wait,
"WATCH OUT!"
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"Sweetheart?! Sweetheart, can you hear me?!"
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"GET AWAY FROM THEM!"
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Y/N's eyes slowly began to open.
Siyeon smiled at Y/N as they laid eyes on her.
"Sweetheart! You're awake!" Y/N looked around, and they were in a dark room.
Siyeon giggled and stood up.
She sat on Y/N's lap as she caressed their cheek.
"That wasn't nice. Leaving me all alone? I missed you, you know?" Siyeon pouted at the terrified musician.
"Why so tense? You're finally home with me. Relax, sweetheart." Siyeon proceeded to play with their hair before harshly pulling on it.
"Since those 9 years meant nothing to you, I guess I have to teach you a lesson." Siyeon suddenly stood up and made her way to a dark corner of a room, where she opened a box.
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"What are you doing?"
Siyeon smiled.
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"Don't come any closer!"
"Oh, sweetheart..."
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"You should've never ran away."
"STOP!!"
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I love Siyeon.
I'd do anything for Siyeon.
I'll do whatever Siyeon tells me to do.
I love Siyeon.
Y/N loves Siyeon.
Siyeon loves Y/N.
Every melody is for Siyeon.
Only Siyeon can hear what I play.
"Sweetheart, can you play that piece again? It's beautiful! Please?" Siyeon said.
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"Of course, darling."
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"Anything for you."
A Harmony of Heartbreak
SuA x GN! Reader | Angst | Warnings: None
As SuA slept on Siyeon's shoulder, Y/N couldn't help but admire their long-time friend. Y/N had known her for all their life and, in the process, fell for her. She was a force to be reckoned with. You couldn't stop her soul; you couldn't stop her determination; you just couldn't stop her.
To say Y/N liked her would be an understatement. Y/N loved her. Y/N loved SuA with all their heart.
Y/N remembered when they had met the girl.
It was a normal day at school; they were with their friends, enjoying their time together, when suddenly…
"Hi! I'm SuA!" Were the first words ever spoken to them. Y/N and SuA got along well; not once did they ever fall out. Sure, there were arguments here and there, but Y/N and SuA would always find their way back to each other.
"Yah, what are you looking at?" said Siyeon, having caught Y/N staring at SuA.
"She really does look like a crow-tit, huh?" Y/N covered. No one knew how in love Y/N was with SuA.
"You just realized that now?" said Siyeon as she looked at SuA with a smile.
"Yeah." Wrong, Y/N had always noticed. Despite her endearingly chaotic nature, whenever she was more toned down, Y/N always had the chance to admire her, as these instances were mostly when she was focused on completing a task. This is where Y/N noticed how she looked like one. Down to the height, the eyes, and when she puckered up her lips, she was an adorable crow-tit.
"I'll let you move; here, let me." Y/N sat on SuA's other side and placed her head on their shoulder.
Siyeon gave Y/N a look they couldn't read, then looked at SuA before getting up to go talk with JiU. Y/N smiled, feeling warmth in their chest as SuA snuggled up to them. Y/N placed their arm around SuA, and it was then that they decided. SuA had to know how much she had affected them.
How much Y/N had paid attention to her, how much Y/N cared for her, loved her, and wanted to give her everything. Y/N wanted SuA to have the finest things in life, and while Y/N may not be able to afford everything that SuA desired, Y/N made a promise to themselves long ago, when they realized their love for SuA was to be the cause of SuA's smile, never her tears.
If Y/N had caused SuA an ounce of heartbreak, it too would have broken them. It was as if they shared one soul; whatever the other felt, the other would feel it too. But does SuA even feel the same way? Y/N didn't know, but they hoped she did.
As of now, it was night.
It was no surprise that SuA had attracted a fair amount of admirers, who would all leave notes for SuA to meet them at a certain place at a certain time. Of course, SuA had always asked Y/N to stand guard in case anything happened, and Y/N always did so. Thankfully, none of her admirers got aggressive, but some made her so uncomfortable that she had to use their sign to signal Y/N over. She would simply put her hand behind her back and make a peace sign at Y/N, and Y/N would come over, pulling her away from the situation.
Now, Y/N did not want to make the girl they loved uncomfortable, so they made sure the note had a little hint that it was from someone she knew. Of course, SuA had found the note and still asked Y/N to come and guard. Y/N said yes.
Usually, they'd meet before the confession, and Y/N would find a secure spot before letting SuA go over. That didn't happen this time, as Y/N simply took a picture of their "hiding place" and sent it to SuA. SuA, still being skeptical, asked for a selfie, and Y/N did so. Now convinced, SuA was on her way.
Y/N was nervous. Who wouldn't be nervous when they're about to confess to their first love? Whose first love was this intense and managed to have a connection with them for years? What comes to mind when mentioning a first love was either someone who genuinely was an angel or someone who you couldn't help but fall for because of the way they were. They were sweet, kind, caring, and attentive, and no one could truly compare to them. However, you both were young, and it also ended in two ways: you had a messy breakup, or you lost them as you never had the chance to truly confess.
On the other hand, you had a love for someone that confused you; you would constantly ask for clarification on what you two were, but they'd always respond playfully, so you would never know if what they were saying was true or not. Soon, you find yourself hurt over their actions towards you or others you care about; however, you still love them despite the hurt. They didn't care. They would never notice you or your love, as they were too preoccupied with themselves to even care about returning the love you had for them.
However, this was different. You two had managed to last all those years without ever falling apart or hurting each other so badly to the point where your friendship would never be the same. Who is to say you two wouldn't work out in a relationship?
And so, SuA arrived. She looked beautiful as ever. Although it was dark, SuA was glowing under the moonlight. Oh, how beautiful she was on this moon night.
Now was Y/N's chance. It was time for the moon night.
"Siyeon? What are you doing here?" SuA asked. Y/N stopped in their tracks.
"I came to see you," Siyeon responded.
"Oh? Were you the one who left that-" Siyeon cut SuA off.
"I'm in love with you, SuA. I don't expect for these feelings to be returned, but I love you so much that I start seeing you in my dreams. I dream of us, together, in front of all our somnias, not being afraid to show our love for one another, while everyone cheers whenever we show an ounce of affection to one another. You're crazy, to say the least, but I love your crazy. I love the way your laugh sounds, that's why I imitate it a lot. I love that you're touchy, and though I may yell "NO" sometimes, the truth is that I wish to stay in your arms forever. I love your random kisses, even if most of them are fake kisses where the angle covers us up, making it seem like we kissed, but we didn't, I had wished feel your lips on mine. I just love you, SuA. I couldn't keep these feeling hidden any longer. They were threatening to burst earlier today, but now, I found the right time to tell you all this..." Siyeon looked down to her shoes immediately after she spoke.
Suddenly, she heard a little giggle. She looked up and saw SuA too, looking down at the ground with a wide smile on her face. Suddenly, Siyeon was knocked backwards by SuA rushing towards her and burying her head in Siyeon's chest. Siyeon had to steady herself by taking one step backward as she held SuA in her arms as a smile began to grow.
"Yah! What is this?" SuA whined as she buried her head further into Siyeon's chest. "I love you too!"
Siyeon could not have been happier as she tightened her arms around SuA.
After a moment, SuA asked "Does that mean you'll let me touch your butt without you yelling "no"?"
"SUA!"
However, as the two new lovers basked in happiness at the fact they both shared that deep love they harbored for each other for a long time, there was one whose heart was broken.
Y/N watched from afar as the two laughed, kissed, hugged, and, in the end, left hand in hand.
It was too late.
It was amazing how two similar situations have different endings.
Both loves lasted years; however, one was successful, and their love was fulfilled, for the other shared their feelings. Now, they aren't afraid to kiss and hug this person, to tell this person shamelessly that they love them, and to experience the joy of the person telling them they love them back.
One was heartbroken. All those years spent with them—staying there with them, caring for them, loving them—all come crashing down when the person they love doesn't notice their love. On the bright side, you know they don't love you back, and on the dark side, that is a fact you have to live with for the rest of your life. Your love may have been longer; you may have loved that person first, yes, but it wasn't enough as the person you love ended up with someone else.
Perhaps you both were soulmates in another life, just not soulmates here. Heck, who says soulmates exist? Why do I suddenly not believe in love anymore? Why do I feel resentment towards the other person, even though they have been nothing but kind to me? Why do I feel water trickling down my face? Why is everything suddenly blurry?
It was a quiet night, but it would soon be disturbed by the sounds of a melancholic tone playing in Y/N's house. The song used to sound happier, as it was a song meant for SuA and only meant for ears. However, she won't be able to hear that once-happy tune anymore.
Y/N continued playing the piano, acknowledging that what was once a Harmonious Serenade, is now A Harmony of Heartbreak.
A Harmonious Serenade
JiU x GN! Reader | Fluff | Warnings: None
"Stop stressing about the music recital, you'll do great, like you always do!" JiU stated.
"I can't help it, darling. I've worked so hard to get here that I do not want to screw this up." Y/N said as they put the sheet music down in front of them.
JiU noticed their tense expression as they studied the notes carefully, she sighed at the sight.
"Ever the perfectionist, are you?" JiU spoke with a smile. She hugged Y/N from behind, placing a kiss on their cheek before looking into their eyes with nothing but sincerity as she spoke "You'll do great. You always do. Nothing in this world can stop you now. You've constantly picked yourself up off the ground and worked your butt off just to fulfill your dreams, and here you are. You are a talented soul and you deserve to be heard, whether you mess up or not. One mistake does not erase all the talent you have."
At her words, Y/N smiled and leaned in to her touch.
JiU always had a calming aura around her that Y/N loved. JiU brought the peace needed in Y/N's studio whenever they played the piano.
JiU's presence alone was enough to calm Y/N down, and she was happy to be there for Y/N whenever they needed her.
"I love you."
"I love you too, my dear."
The day of the recital was the day you were excited for, yet also dreaded.
The energy that ran through the backstage didn't seem to help with the nerves. Everyone was running around, transferring things or people from one place to another, either speaking calmly or yelling. This was indeed no place that Y/N could take a breather at, so they retreated to the waiting room.
"SURPRISE!" Y/N heard the familiar voice of the girl they so loved.
Y/N immediately hugged JiU, trying so hard to calm down.
"Woah, what's wrong, darling? What is it?" JiU asked, as she cupped your face and looked you in the eye with worry in hers.
"Everything's so hectic, you know how I have to be completely relaxed in order to complete a piece, right? The energy outside isn't exactly helping. What if I get anxious right before I have to be pulled on stage and I mess up? I don't want to mess up! I practiced day and night for this, and I-" JiU placed a finger on Y/N's lips, silencing them.
"Baby, when you get anxious, just look at me, or squeeze my hand before you go on stage. I'll be here for you, okay? So, don't be anxious." JiU said as she leaned her forehead against yours. "You'll do a great job. The piece has basically became muscle memory for you at this point. You might even be able to play the whole piece without having to look at the notes nor the keys. You'll do great out there." You smiled at your girlfriend. She always knew the right words to say to calm you down.
She got on her tiptoes and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. As she pulled away, she held your hands in hers and walked you back outside.
The energy of the backstage began to affect you again, and just as you were about to go back in the waiting room, JiU pulled you into a hug and squeezed you tightly.
"Y/N, you're up in 5 minutes." Said one of the staff.
JiU pulled away to give you a smile "You can do this."
You squeezed her hand before nervously walking on stage. The spotlight greeted you once you hit the stage and so did the numerous faces of the people in the audience.
You took a quick bow before sitting yourself in front of the piano.
Looking at the notes in front of you, you felt overwhelmed. Your heart began to race as you positioned your hands. Doubts began to fill your mind as your hands started to play the piano in front of you.
You began overthinking "Is this the right note? Am I reading this right? Is my sweating obvious? Is my nervousness obvious? Did I just make a mistake?!"
Suddenly, just as you were about to stop playing and get up and leave without finishing the piece, your eyes met JiU's who was looking at you with a proud expression. Her hands were clasped together tightly as her eyes remained on you.
There was a spark in her eyes as she admired the melody you created from the piano. Her smile only grew when she noticed you visibly relaxing as you continued the piece.
In that moment, it felt like it was just the two of you in this auditorium. It felt as if you were playing a love song specifically created for the woman whose presence made you forget about everyone else in the room. It felt as if you were serenading her with a classic love song like "Can't Help Falling In Love With You" by Elvis Presley or "Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You" by Frankie Valli, which all speak the truth of your love for JiU.
It was a slow burn, but you always had your eyes on each other from the start. You both never wanted anyone else but each other. You knew that the ending of that slow burn would be a satisfying confession in which the two would kiss and everyone would rejoice as the story ended.
Right now was either the sequel or the story after. However, you felt as if your slow burn didn't need a sequel as no one could get in the way of the love you both felt for each other. It was the story after that, that was never told because it was known from the start that the stars aligned in your favor, fate decided that you two belonged together, and therefore, could never be broken apart.
You two felt your hearts connect through the music that flooded the air.
You didn't even notice the looks of awe the audience was giving as you stared at what seemed like nothing as you played the piano.
How could one be this talented?
You didn't know how you did it as well.
All you knew was JiU, the woman that you devoted every piece of music you either played or made.
No.
Not JiU.
Min Ji. Kim Min Ji.