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If there was something Yugyeom really hated, this something was Valentine’s Day. He totally prefered to watch Ms Lee’s math class for three hours in a row every Monday than have to live another Valentine’s day. The black haired guy didn’t get why this day was needed. It was only for some chocolate companies get richer and to make the popular guys look better while making the less fortunate ones sad. That was unfair.
Valentine’s Day in Korea works like this: On February 14th, the girls give expensive or hand-made chocolate to the guys they like and cheaper ones to family or co-workers. A month later, the guys give candies to the girls who gave them chocolates.
Since Yugyeom can remember, the only chocolates he got was the ones from his mother. Not that it mattered, the boy hated chocolates anyway.
Giving another sip on his chocolate milk, the guy opened his locker, just to get the books he needed for the next class.
“Morning, Gyeom.” Bambam’s voice caught his attention, making him go to where his friend was, muttering a response to the Thai guy that was fixing his white hair looking in a small mirror he hung on his locker. “What’s with this mood?” he laughed before turning again to the tall guy. “How do I look?”
“Why does it matter?” the complained, receiving a glare from Bambam.
“I need to look good. I told you, Gyeom! I’m going to confess to Jackson today.” the Thai guy smiled, fixing his uniform before close his locker’s door.
“Valentine’s day is for dumbs.”
“You just say it because you never received any chocolate. But don’t be like this, Gyeomie. You’ll get it one day.”
“Who said I want it? You know I hate chocolate.”
“I know, and that’s why you are drinking this chocolate milk. And is this the reason you made me pay a piece of chocolate cake for you last week?” he laughed, receiving a slap on his shoulder. “I told you. You’ll get it one day.”
Has Yugyeom already said how much he hated Valentine’s Day? Because he really hated this day and it was written on his face. For a moment he wished he had lied to his mother saying he didn’t feel well just to stay at home and not need to go through this hell in school. As if the boring classes weren’t enough, everyone around him was talking only about this. How come no one has noticed how dumb this day was? Why do you need to spend your time and money with chocolate? I mean, guys like Park Jinyoung don’t need one more pretty bag with chocolate inside. Only at this moment, he was carrying four, not counting the ones Yugyeom saw hanging on his arms or being handed to him through the day. For sure the guy with a friendly smile, impeccable uniform and angel-like appearance was not going to eat all of it. Yugyeom had the theory that people like him usually throw a big part of that away. How many chocolates men like him could eat, after all? Not much, for sure. He didn’t even seem to like chocolate! Not that Yugyeom does.
The not-that-wanted break time started, making the black-haired guy go to the cafeteria, finding a Bambam holding tight a little box, muttering something to himself, non-stopping.
“You still didn’t deliver this shit?” he asked, taking the vacant seat, watching his friend sigh on his side.
“I’m afraid. What if he doesn’t want anything with me?” he dropped the box. Jackson, a Chinese guy one year older, was his friend for some months, when they bumped into each other in a snack bar and Bambam dropped the guys’ food and, like a typical scene from a shitty cliché fanfic, the Thay guy fell from the older.
“So he’ll be dumb. Quit the bullshit. I’m sure that he’ll be really happy to receive it. He seems the kind of person that loves those dumb things.”
“You talk as if you wouldn’t be happy to receive something like this.”
“You know I don’t like chocolate.” he repeated for the n-th time.
“Since you don’t like chocolate, I think you’ll not want this.” Youngjae’s voice interrupted the other two guys, catching Yugyeom’s attention. The guy with cute cheeks, round face and little eyes hidden behind a big smile was holding a lilac bag on the tip of his fingers.
“Youngjae…? What is this?” Yugyeom sounded really confused. “Youngjae, you…”
“Before you start talking nonsense, no, this isn’t mine. I already gave my chocolate to Jaebum hyung and I’ll only give something to my boyfriend and no one else.” he pouted before let his lips go up again. “But someone asked me to give this directly to Yugyeom and only to Yugyeom.” he dropped the bag in front of its owner, before sitting in a vacant place on the table.
“Who asked you to give him this?” Bambam asked before the taller could have any kind of reaction.
“I’m not telling. The person asked me to keep it secret.” the smile became a pout again.
“If you guys are trying to make fun of me or you’re giving me this out of pity, I’m warning that it’s not going to work and I don’t want it. I told you I hate chocolate.” the black haired guy interrupted his friends’ fight, the white haired one trying to make Youngjae tell who was the sender and the other one telling that he was not going to say a word about the person.
“Gyeom, my dear, I spent my last penny buying this chocolate for Jackson.”
“I told you I’ll only give chocolate to my boyfriend. Yug, if you reject it, he’ll be sad.”
“So it’s a man! Okay, spill it out, who is him?” Bambam interrupted, resuming the fight they were having. But Yugyeom was definitely not paying attention on his friends, eyes glued on the lilac bag in front of him. Feeling a bit apprehensive, he opened the wrap, finding a little box with a big lilac lace and a handwritten message in a paper that had the same color.
“Forgive me for being a coward. I've asked Youngjae to give you this present instead of doing it myself, but I hadn’t the courage to look you in your eyes and let you know how I feel.
I spent the night making those chocolates for you, wondering if you would really like what I have done, wondering if only those truffles were enough to show you everything I fell.
But I still hope this little gift will make your beautiful smile come back to your lips. Your smile is enough to make my worst day happier and make my darkest day bright.
Happy Valentine’s Day, Kim Yugyeom”
After reading those words, Yugyeom could not stop the smile that grew on his lips, opening the little box in a hurry to eat one of the truffles in a bite. He was so focused on the gift in front of him that he didn’t noticed when his friends stopped fighting or when Jaebum, Youngjae’s boyfriend joined them on the table.
“I thought you hated chocolate, Gyeom.” the Thai’s voice woke Yugyeom up, his face getting a red color that used to paint his cheeks when he was shy, noticing the gazes that were on him.
“And I do” he lied, closing the box with a pout.
“It’s all over your face how much you hate it” Bambam laughed, getting slapped by Yugyeom. “I told you you would get something one day.”
“Hyung will be really happy when he find out that you liked the chocolate, Yug.” Youngjae was smiling.
“So he is a senior!” the Thai interrupted him, making Youngjae sigh and Jaebum laugh. “Hyung, you know who he is, right?” ignoring the fight that was once again being resumed, Yugyeom opened the lotthe box, eating one more truffle.
It doesn’t matter what happened, Yugyeom still hated the Valentine’s Day and no one could say otherwise. Even if that damn smile hasn’t left his face since he received that little lilac bag that he carried around anywhere he went, even during the breaks between classes. It wasn’t like he wanted to hold to it afraid that his little present would vanish and in the end he would find out that it was just a dream, but if he left the chocolate on his locker, it could melt, and it would be a shame. Not that he liked chocolate, but it would be really a lame if someone else’s effort was thrown away like this, because of Yugyeom’s mistake.
And talking about someone, the black haired guy was still wondering who made those chocolates, since Youngjae stomped out of the cafeteria saying that he really couldn’t say who sent the present, followed by a Jaebum that could only laugh about his mad boyfriend and the silly discussion Bambam and him were having. It was just a matter of curiosity. And it was only because of this that he spent the last class with his eyes fixed on the whiteboard covered with some physics equations that Yugyeom had no idea what they were about. His mind was busy, dreaming about how was the man that send him the gif. Having the chocolate’s flavor in mind, it must be from a guy with soft and delicated hands, using his talents to cook those delicious truffes. Yugyeom could picture a shy smile on the unknown’s guy face while he cooked, his little body covered by a yellow apron, hair pushed back so nothing could fall on his chocolate.
Before his imagination could go on, the class was over. The black haired guy gathered his things, waiting for Youngjae and Bambam to finally leave the classroom.
“Wish me luck” the Thai boy took a deep breath, gathering the support words his friends threw on him, before leaving to meet Jackson, the way he had planned on the day before. Youngjae left some time later, since he had something to do with the music club. Yugyeom still had some time left before the dance club meeting, so he was planning to use this time to eat something and maybe take a rest.
Still with his lilac bag in hands, the black haired guy went to his locker to shove his books there and get his training clothes. He then found Jinyoung, on the same corridor as him, with a blue bag with some pretty and big laces coming out of it hanging on his arm, while he tried to place everything he got on that day inside the little locker he had. But his attention went to Yugyeom, as if he noticed he was being watched. At that time, the younger had the urge to just leave, the bad mood all over his face, but then the light weight of that lilac bag on his hands reminded him about his present and, before he could understand what he was doing, he pressed the bag against his own chest, hugging it. Jinyoung’s gaze went from his face to the thing he was hugging, making a little smile born on his face before looking up to the younger’s eye again. Yugyeom pouted, running away from the place at the same time.
How does the Mr Loved by Everyone dared to laugh at him? So what that he wasn’t showing off a bunch of dumb bags? It was better to get only one present and be able to enjoy it than get a bunch of them and not enjoy any of them.
In the end, Yugyeom spent the whole break time with a bad mood and with his bag in hands.
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The day following the Valentine’s day was always a surprise, but Yugyeom liked to be able to go back to school without needing to hear about the special day at every single step he gave. Not that the issue was totally gone, you could still hear some gossips about the Valentine’s day around the corridor, after all. People bragging to their friends about the presents they received or gave, dates, new couples that were born or people complaining about getting nothing, of confessions that didn’t go well. And it was like that he found Bambam and Youngjae, in front of the Korean’s lock.
“Please, can you tell me who gave that present to Gyeom?” the Thai guy keep asking, stomping his feets on the floor.
“I told you I’m not telling you who sent it!” the other was clearly annoyed.
“Still talking about it?” the tallest finally spoke.
“I’m just trying to find out who sent you those chocolates.”
“And I already told you that I’m not telling anyone!” Youngjae banged his locker door, showing how annoyed he was.
“How was with Jackson yesterday?” the black haired guy asked, trying to change the subject. Even if he was curious to know the identity of the man that sent him the present that maybe made Yugyeom like chocolates a bit, he wasn’t fully ready to find it out and frustrate himself. It wasn’t like he was hoping that it was someone in special. He definitely didn’t spent the night dreaming that the chocolate was a present from someone with an angelical appearance, big smile and slim body, someone exactly like Mark, the American from the last year that was from his dance club. He would never dare to spent the night dreaming with the lilac haired guy in his arms after confessing that he made the chocolates. Yugyeom just wasn’t ready for the truth.
“It was great!” Bambam’s face went bright, as if the previous issue had never happened. Youngjae seemed relieved that the conversation went another way. “You were right, Gyeom. He loved the present, he was really happy about it and he said he liked me too, he kissed me…. Anyway, we are going on a date Friday after class.” the Thai’s smile was so sincere that made Yugyeom’s heart warm. Maybe Valentine’s Day had something good on it. “And that’s why I want to find out who sent you the chocolates and set a date for you!”
“I told you I’m not telling you! When he wants to, he’ll go and talk to Yugyeom!” Youngjae was angry once again.
“Please! I know you want to help Gyeom to finally get laid as much as I do!” he begged, being slapped on his shoulder by Yugyeom, but he ignored it. “If you didn’t, you wouldn’t have made the courier role.”
“To be honest, I just accepted it so Hyung could finally stop annoying me and get the fuck out of Jaebum’s house so I could have sex with my boyfriend.”
“Ha! So he is Jaebum hyung’s friend!” Youngjae rolled his eyes, stomping to his classroom and ignoring Bambam’s pleadings.
The day went by just like another normal day. Ms Lee’s class were still confusing and made no sense, while history class were still boring to the point that could heal anyone’s insomnia and Yugyeom could not be happier about it, even if his mind were still wondering about the person who gave him chocolate the day before.
When the bell finally rang, the whole class stood up without waiting for the teacher’s permission, who didn’t seem to mind about it anymore.
“I’ll go to the toilet and then we meet in front of the school.” Youngjae said, putting his bags on his back. It was a habit for the boys, every Thursday after school they gathered somewhere to play video games, eat ice cream or just talk about anything. Bambam and Yugyeom gathered their things slowly.
“I’ll also go to the toilet” Yugyeom announced, leaving Bambam behind.
He was distracted with his own cellphone while heading to the male’s bathroom, but the voices he heard coming out from that place got his attentions, stopping him from getting inside.
“I’m telling you, hyung. He loved the chocolate. And I told you that I didn’t tell him it was you who send it to him.” Youngjae’s voice was low and sounded a bit desperate.
“Ok, ok, I believe you… But he didn’t seem that happy yesterday when we met.” the unknown voice sighed. It was a low voice that Yugyeom had never heard before on his live, making him even more curious. How could someone that didn’t know him fall for him?
“I told you, he’s always in a bad mood when it comes to Valentine’s day. But I can guarantee to you that he smiled like a happy kid when he opened the gift and he spent the whole day carrying it around.” Yugyeom’s friend laughed. “Thank you so much for making my friend smile like that, hyung. I just hope that someday you’ll have the courage to confess to him.
“After the face he did to me yesterday, I don’t know if I’ll have it…” the unknown voice sighed again. Not being able to hold his curiosity, Yugyeom took another step, just enough to be able to see the reflex of the guys that were talking without announcing he was there. But when he saw the man in front of Youngjae, every single reaction he could have vanished. “It can’t...” was everything that was running in his mind, even at the moment he turned away and ran after Bambam “It can’t be true.”
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