Chapter 5

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(Y/N) POV

I wake up in the morning with absolute joy. I walk downstairs and smell breakfast. My Gram places a platter of waffles on the table. My Gramps sits at the head of the table, coffee in one hand, reading the paper in the other.

Gram notices my presence, "Oh! (Y/N), when did you get back last night?"

"Around 11," I answer truthfully. 

"That's my girl! How was the date?" My Gramps pipes up from the table, setting down his mug. 

"It was great." I sit down to the table and place waffles on my plate. 

"What did you do?" Gram straightens her apron around her waist. (I swear she lives in that thing.)

"We went to an amusement park-"

"You didn't ride the Ferris wheel right?" Gramps interrupts.

"No." I reply. 

"Good. Back in my day-" he went off talking about how everyone would ride it to kiss at the top. He did that himself. 

I eat my waffles and listen silently. Whenever Gramps goes off about the past, he won't listen to anything else until he's done. After he finishes his rant about dating in the 30s, I am able to excuse myself for the table. 

I start to get ready to go to the store and wear a white, v-neck t-shirt with black jeans and white sneakers. 

I tie my (h/l), (h/c) into a ponytail, and head to the store. I decided to run it by myself today because my grandparents need a break. 

I open the store and see a few regular customers throughout the day. The business isn't booming, and thankfully, no one is in desperate need of a prescription.

The day goes by slowly and all I can think about is Chanyeol. He said he'd text me when he's free, that can't be for a while because he's probably really busy. Everything about it is still surreal, I've never been in an actual relationship and now I might be dating an Idol.

I try to keep out of my thoughts by stocking the shelves, but nothing works. I just can't get him off my mind. The way he places his jacket around my shoulders and pushed my hair behind my ear. He was so gentle and kind--and I can't believe he'd like someone like me. 

I was pulled out of my thoughts with a ding of my phone.

I pulled it out from behind the counter and looked at the new text--it was from Chanyeol. 

Chanyeol: Hello (Y/N)! Hope your having a wonderful day! By the way, your hair looks great in a pony tail. 

I blush at his comment, but then wonder how he knew my hair was in a ponytail.

(Y/N): Thank you. How did you know what my hair looks like?

Chanyeol: Look out the window. 

I turn around and look at the shop to see Chanyeol smiling and waving. I laugh and wave back. He enters the store and walks up to where I'm standing. 

"I'm guessing you're free?" I say sarcastically. 

"I was actually just having to leave." He jokes.

I frown, "Really?"

"No! I'm free..."he giggles, "but are you free?" 

"Actually, I am, as soon as my friend gets here to take the evening shift." I inform. As on cue, (b/f) struts into the store and sees Chanyeol. 

"Hello, (y/n)" she narrows her eyes at the tall boy. 

"Hi, I'm Chanyeol!" He holds out his hand for her to shake it. She hesitantly shakes it and then smiles. 

"And are you taking (y/n) out for another date?" she asks.

"I was hoping to..." he looks to me and I smile. 

"I want her back by eleven! And if she's not, I will find you and rip your limbs off." (b/f) smiles. 

I hear Chanyeol gulp loudly. I laugh at his response. 

"Of course, ma'am," he says, trying to sound confident. 

"Alright, you two kids have fun...but not too much fun."

I laugh and leave with Chanyeol. We drive outside the city and pass trees. It seems like we're going into the forest. 

"You're not taking me into the woods to kill me, right?" I ask sarcastically.

"Well of course, what did you think we were going to do, have a picnic?" He answers, laughing. 


We make it to a clearing by a lake and he lays out a blanket by the water, carrying a picnic basket. 

"Wow, you did all this?" I ask as he pulls out different kinds of foods. 

"Technically-except Kyungsoo did all the cooking." 

Typical, I laugh to myself. 

We eat by the lake talking of his past tours. He describes his favorite stage and that he's been working on a new song for EXO.

"What kind of song is it going to be?" I ask, placing a bit of noddles in my mouth.

"A bit more of a slow song, I think. I haven't worked out all the details." He explains taking off his black jacket, revealing a white t-shirt. 

"I've always liked the slow songs."

"Why?" he questions. 

"They have a very sentimental feeling...more than the fast songs. It's like I can feel the emotions, with each word sung-" I pause. Somehow, I am able to open up to him easily.

"Sorry, I'm babbling..." I blush. I've never been this comfortable with anyone.

"No, it's good." he opens his hands, "I've never thought of it like that." 

There are a few moments of silence, and I begin to feel nervous--I have nothing to say. 

"Watch this!" He breaks the silence, thankfully. He pulls out an almond and shows it to me, like he's a magician. He then trows it into the air and catches it in his mouth. 

I applaud as he bows, "Whaddaya think?" He asks. 

"I don't know...there could be some more...um...pizzazz." I suggest. 

"What do you mean?" He offers. 

I grab an almond and stand. I hold up my fingers and then throw the almond into the air and twirl, catching it in my mouth. 

Chanyeol applauds loudly, "You really are the master, (y/n)." 

I bow a few times and take a seat, "That's how it's done." I shove a grape in my mouth. 

"Try me." He says boldly.

I take a few almonds in my hand and throw them to Chanyeol. He catches all five in a row. 

"There you go!" I smile. 

His eyes burn in to me as I lay down on the blanket. 

"What?" I ask. 

"Nothing..." he mutters, laying down next to me. 

We lay in silence for a few minutes.

"I feel like I could tell you anything." He says from beside me. 

I blush but stay silent. He turns on his side, resting his head on his arm to look at me. 

"Do you feel that way about me?" He begins to touch my arm. I flinch a bit, but allow his hand to gently move down my arm to my hand.

As he takes my hand in his I turn to look at his eyes. 

"I do."

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