requested by: gazing_
third person
genre: fluff, angst, apocalypse au, ft. Stray Kids
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THREE YEARS AGO
Hyunjin stood handsomely outside (Y/N)’s front porch in a dark blue suit that fitted him nicely, a cute bouquet of flowers in his hands and a smile on his face, his eyes turning into little crescent moons and the apples of his cheeks rising noticeably.
After almost five months of courting (Y/N), he plans to confess his love to her on the night of her sixteenth birthday. This was the first time Hyunjin had felt something so sincere for a girl, contrary to the playboy image he had establish ever since he stepped into Year 9.
“I can’t wait to see her,” said the boy as he bounced up and down on his feet, and the door opened. He expected it to be the girl he loves, but instead, her older brother showed up in the doorway.
“Hyunjin.” Chan said through gritted teeth.
“Uh...hey, hyung.” he gulped nervously. He knows that he and Chan aren’t on good terms, because he had a reputation of dating girls for a day and dumping them the next.
“Don’t,” growls the older boy as he glares at Hyunjin, “call me hyung. We’re not close.”
He gulps again, “I, uh...I’m here to see (Y/N)-”
“No, and she won’t see you ever again. You’re no good for her, seeing that you jump from girl to girl, playing with them. When you get what you want, you treat them like trash and throw them away like they’re dolls. And I’m not letting you do that to my sister. Even though you’ve been courting her for how long? Five months? That certainly doesn’t mean that I’m going to approve to the idea of you seeing her. So fuck off.”
Chan proceeded to close the door, but Hyunjin stuck his foot inside, his muscle sandwiched between the wooden door and the doorframe.
“Go away, Hwang. I don’t want to see you with (Y/N) ever again.” the curly-haired man said lowly, a dangerous tone dripping in his voice that made the younger pull his feet back. The door slammed right in front of his face.
Instead of leaving, Hyunjin walked to the marble pathway of the house and put his hands beside his mouth. “(Y/N)!” he yelled. “(Y/N)! It's me, Hyunjin!”
“HEY, KEEP IT DOWN.” a voice yelled from one of the neighbors, but Hyunjin couldn’t care less. He knew that when Chan says a word, he keeps it and does whatever it takes. Even if it means to hurt the ones he love the most, just to keep them safe.
He understood what he was coming from, but Hyunjin knew that he wouldn’t hurt someone he loves dearly on purpose. That would be suicide.
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“Hyunjin?”
(Y/N) could not believe her eyes. The love of her life was here, underneath her in an abandoned house in the middle of an unknown street in a zombie apocalypse. She had never expected to see him in this state of the world, but here he was. Smiling up at her with dirt streaked across his face.
“Hi,” he smiled up at her nostalgically, remembering all the memories he had shared with her during their high school days, when the world hasn't gone down to shit. “I missed you.”
“Oh my god,” she exclaimed, jumping off of him and helping him up to his feet by taking his hand. Hyunjin stood up with (Y/N)‘s help, and almost stumbled back when she jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his torso and engulfing him in a tight hug.
Hyunjin missed this—he really did. Three years of not seeing her felt like a lifetime, and now that she‘s with him, he wasn't planning on letting her go. More so than ever.
“I missed you,” he repeated, hugging her the same way she hugs him. His arms wound themselves around her form, his lips finding home on the top of her head, the same place where it had been since the last three years. Once he pulled away, he sent her one of his famous disarming smiles, a charming feature that never seems to grow old despite the marks of hardships in the times of the apocalypse, “How’s life treating you?”
“Like shit,” (Y/N) says with a grunt, sparing a second to look up at him before burying her face into his shirt, one that smelled like sweat and rotting flesh, an odor that everyone has gotten used to. “How about you?”
“Hellish,” Hyunjin replies, moving the both of them to sit on a beat-up old couch where they continued to cuddle. “But good. I got a few extra muscles after all those supply runs.”
“You have a group?” (Y/N) quipped, although she was sure he belongs in a scavenger group as well.
Hyunjin nodded, “I am. I was lucky they found me. If it weren’t for them, I would’ve had my brains eaten by a zombie. And I would’ve been a zombie by now.”
“Good for you.”
“How about you?” he asks and moves his arm to find a more comfortable position. “You’re with Chan and the others, I suppose.”
“Yeah,” she nods. “Actually, I’m supposed to be in bed right now, but I did Seungmin a favor and now he’s returned it by helping me put Chan to sleep. And I escaped.”
“Typical you,” Hyunjin laughed, then let his voice drip down an octave lower. “Is Felix with you?”
Oh no.
(Y/N) gulped nervously and gave him a meek nod, making Hyunjin hum.
Hyunjin and Felix weren’t in the best of terms—for a one obvious reason.
(Y/N).
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Back when the world hasn’t gone down to this zombie apocalypse mess, (Y/N) and Felix have been the best of friends. They are, up to this day, actually. But, during their high school days, in the midst of their happy friendship and Felix’s silent adoration for her, came a new guy by the name of Hyunjin.
It all happened on the day when Felix couldn’t make it to school because he was sick, and couldn’t attend his classes for three whole days. And since Felix was the only person in school who didn’t judge (Y/N) and accepted her for who she truly is, unlike those popular girls who do nothing but party on Wednesday nights and get wasted.
Hyunjin came as a transfer student, but even though he knows not a single human in his new school, he had already drawn much attention, girls and boys alike. Girls of almost all levels who saw him had heart eyes for him, and some boys did as well. Most of them either brushed off his existence and went on with their lives or got pissed off because he stole their fangirls and was left with no share on the temporary school fame.
And, like any sappy love story, Hyunjin became (Y/N)’s classmate, and later an addition to her secret admirers.
On that same day, when Felix wasn’t present, he instantly became her friend. He was drawn to her quirky attitude and loveable, bubbly personality, and it wasn’t quite hard for him to quickly take a liking to the girl. In the span of three days, they were inseparable. And not all was happy about it.
Especially a certain Aussie boy with a baby face, freckled cheeks, deep voice and small hands.
When he came back, all he heard were the swirling rumors of the handsome new student and (Y/N) being friends and getting together. Some even suspected that the new student got the girl pregnant, and some told others that she put some kind of chemical into his drink that made him fall in love with her. And all the other weird things about hooking up that you can think of.
And Felix wasn’t all that happy, to say the least.
When he arrived, he was met with Minho’s obnoxious voice ranting about his cats, but he couldn’t care less about his friend’s pets and went on with his business. Heading straight for his first class, he used the back door of the classroom for entrance, and saw a sight that made the blood inside his body boil in anger and...jealousy?
As he felt his hand curling into a hard fist, he hid that certain hand into the pocket of his uniform pants and smiled as bright as he could without letting anyone know that it’s fake. And since he’s one of the few boys who’re excited about going to school, the little changes in his smile are unrecognizable.
To most of them, anyway.
Heading for the seat where (Y/N) sat, he saw her talking with the new guy whose name he learned as Hyunjin. Seems like a rich name, he thought.
“And then Kkami ran to me when she thought I was dead, and when she began to lick my face I woke up, and she was so happy,” Hyunjin was all smiles when he talked about his dog, his eyes shone and his tone was nothing but joyful.
“Really?” (Y/N) was also smiley, and there was no hint of her missing Felix, and that’s what hurt the Aussie. “I wish I had a dog. It sounds really fun.”
“It is,” he replies. “Dogs are so much better than humans, no offense. They’re loyal and fun to be with. And they love with their whole heart.”
“But she already has a personal dog.”
Both heads turned to face the source of the deep voice, and (Y/N) was met with the face of her friend whom she missed for three days. Her smile went up to her eyes and she stood up, ran to him and threw her arms around his shoulders as she hugged him with all her might.
Felix stumbled back from the sudden force, but no harm was done. The same feeling of love blossomed in his chest, as the thought of his friend forgetting him for a little while diminished from his mind and was pushed back to the darkest corners of his little train of thought.
“Hi,” he laughs, using both hands to ruffle her hair. After not being together for three days, he definitely missed this.
“I missed you,” she says against the fabric of his uniform. “Why did you have to be sick? Now you have to copy my notes, and you know I don’t like anyone copying my notes.”
“You have to,” Felix says. “Or else I won’t make you garlic bread anymore. Or vegemite and butter on toast.”
“I can always make one myself,” she deadpanned. And, as if a light bulb had popped out of her head like the ones in cartoons, she removed her arms around Felix and turned to Hyunjin, grabbed his arm and brought him over to her friend.
“Felix, meet Hyunjin. He’s a transfer student,” she says. “Hyunjin, meet Felix; my best friend.”
“Hi,” Hyunjin smiled warmly and offered his hand out, but Felix just rolled his eyes and nodded to (partly) acknowledge his presence. (Y/N) kicked his shin softly to get him to welcome the new guy warmly, but Felix didn’t.
“Hello,” Felix said through a straight face, lying right through his teeth. He tried to make his expression and tone seem happy and welcoming enough, but the envious feeling in his stomach was not letting him rest, and he was sure it was something about (Y/N) being close with Hyunjin.
Hyunjin had let it slide, of course; he was not in the position to judge someone so easily. He was only a friend—he was no threat to Felix and (Y/N)’s friendship. However, he was also confused; why would Felix be that protective of her when he’s only being kind?
Felix, however, was not seeing things like that. He had let his jealousy take over, but despite being blinded by that negative emotion, the love pouring out of his heart for (Y/N) will not cease to exist.
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“So, how are things going with (Y/N)?”
Chan, (Y/N)’s brother, asks Felix as he happily munched on a chocolate chip cookie the younger guy bought for him. With a sigh, Felix shook his head wordlessly, seemingly looking small and glum.
“It’s not a surprise, actually,” Chan quips. “My sister’s a pretty specimen and she’s got this invisible magnet that attracts practically all the guys to her. And not to mention, she’s a smartass, too.”
Felix smirked, “I’ve never heard you compliment her like that.”
Chan scoffed, “I only do that around boys whom I like for her.”
“So,” Felix says, “you want me to be with her? You’re with me?”
Chan nodded, “Of course I am. I’ve known you for like, ever since you were born. And you’re the only guy who didn’t befriend me just to make moves on my sister. So, I’m with you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah,” the older boy nodded again, “but I tell you, break her heart, and I’ll break your bones.”
Felix laughed nervously, “Never in my life will I hurt her, mate.”
And Felix stayed true to that promise. He remained a very good friend to (Y/N) and sometimes showed her some of his (weak) flirting skills, like that one time when he attempted to wink at her but somehow turned out to be an adorable blink that sent his ass down the embarrassment hill. But, he made (Y/N) laugh, so maybe being ashamed for a teeny weeny mistake didn’t seem so bad after all.
The only thing—or person—he couldn’t stand being near (Y/N) was Hyunjin. Even though he was already around, Hyunjin didn’t stay away from her. Felix knew that he was in no position to tell (Y/N) who to befriend and not, so he just let her be, even though it was secretly hurting him inside.
And what’s worse, is that whenever he gets the chance to hang out with her, (Y/N) always looks for Hyunjin. One day, Felix confronted her about it.
“Why are you always looking for him?” he asked. “Am I not enough?”
“Of course you’re enough,” she replied with a mellow giggle. “But Hyunjin’s also a friend of mine. Boy will die if I ditch him.”
Felix was somehow content with her answer that he had received a reply filled with utmost sincerity, but what bugged him was the fact that the girl he likes had indirectly told him that she liked being around Hyunjin.
And perhaps, he hopes to God not, more than him.
The time came when Felix couldn’t handle things anymore. (Y/N) had attended the first half of the day, then left after lunch since she and her whole family had a massive reunion to attend to in the countryside. With this chance, Felix took the opportunity to corner Hyunjin and talk things out with him, male to male.
“Felix!”
Said male turned to the source of the voice calling his name, and there he saw Hyunjin standing in the middle of the garden, his hands tucked inside the pockets of his pants while the strap of his backpack hung around his left shoulder. His uniform coat was unbuttoned since it was a humid day, and his hair was in a braid (because he lost a dare earlier that day and his consequence was to wear a braid. Not that he was complaining, though).
“Hyunjin,” Felix walked over to where Hyunjin stood and invited him to sit on a bench not too far from the main building in the campus. Before speaking up, he let silence linger, passing over them like a breeze carrying something invisible in the air.
“What’s so important that you want us to talk about?” Hyunjin asked first, fiddling with the buttons of his uniform. “Is it about a school project? A dance competition? (Y/N)?”
When he heard her name, Felix’s right hand clenched into a fist, and he hid it in his pocket. “It’s about (Y/N),” he finally said.
“What about (Y/N)?” Hyunjin seemed so eager, so interested to learn another bit of information about the girl.
“Do you like her?”
There was no use in beating around the bush. As a guy—and with romantic feelings for a girl at that—he knew the looks Hyunjin was throwing at (Y/N)’s way; the little flirtatious remarks he gives to make her laugh, the smallest of touches that he makes whenever she does something funny, the glowing spark in his eyes whenever he sees her (and he’s been doing that on a daily basis, so it’s not that hard of a detail to see, even for someone like Felix).
Hyunjin cannot deny that he was taken aback by that question. He knew the answer, it is about to roll off his tongue any second now, and he let Felix know of his honest reply without even thinking about it. “Yes,” he says. “I like her very much. Not as a classmate, not as a friend, but as a woman. I’m talking about romantic feelings and butterflies and flutters and all that shit.”
So his theory was proven to be correct. There were two guys fighting for a girl’s heart, and every single story Felix had read and watch always ends up with one guy winning the girl over and the other letting the girl go while he breaks his own heart.
“I like her too,” he says with confidence. “I’ve known (Y/N) for her entire life, and we were practically tied to the hip since we were in diapers. And not to disappoint you, bud, but I think you should back off. I’ve got a better chance than you do.”
Felix did not know where his sudden burst of confidence came from, but he had to take the risk. If he couldn’t force (Y/N) to unfriend Hyunjin, then the least he could do was persuade Hyunjin to give up.
But, to his dismay, Hyunjin was not that type of guy.
“Sorry man,” Hyunjin says and stands up. “But I can’t possibly give (Y/N) up. Even if I have to face the one who’s known (Y/N) her entire life.” After speaking up, Hyunjin walked away, leaving Felix behind.
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