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Dear reader,
I hope you are having a lovely day. I wanted to write about the love that I hold dear to my clock. He is a wonderful person who has yet to notice me. I, however, see him for who he truly is. I hope you get to love him just as much as I do.
Yet sly and mischievous, this cat-like person has fallen for someone who he can’t have. He knows this but he does not care. He believes it is impossible to fall for someone else. This man just wants one person and that happens to be the March Hare, Boo Seungkwan.
This cat goes by Jeon Wonwoo with glasses constantly sitting on his nose bridge. It allows him to entirely see the March Hare for who he is. To Wonwoo, he was the most extraordinary citizen in all of Wonderland. If you were to speak to the cat, “He is a beauty. A wonder. A citrus filled being,” he would sigh in yearning.
When they crossed paths, Wonwoo was sure his clock would tick faster than usual. The ticking seemed to get louder, and it made him wince and wonder what was going on. Every time this happened, he wondered if it was time for his death as his clock was ticking away like a time bomb.
He would whisper to the winds in hopes that maybe the March Hare would receive this message, “I really do love you, Boo Seungkwan.” However, he knows that there will be no reply.
There were times when he would invite himself to the Mad Hatter’s tea parties. The March Hare was quite scared of Wonwoo – he is, after all, a playful cat when he wants to be. “The Cheshire Cat is going to eat me! Help! Help!” he would cry. Wonwoo could only shake his head knowing that he would never do such a thing. Maybe to the Dormouse, he would. Just maybe.
Although when he did attend these affairs, he could see the chemistry between the murderers of time. They loved one another. Wonwoo could only hope that his love was truly happy in the arms of the Mad Hatter. Otherwise, he would whisk Seungkwan away to his trees and forestry. It did dishearten him and his clock would feel heavier than normal and almost out of place.
When leaving the parties, he would become sad with his shoulders sagging and his tail down low. When facing others, you could always see a smirk across his face. He may be speaking in riddles and I do hope you know the answers to them. With Seungkwan, he may have worn a smirk but you could truly tell that it was a smile.
He once said to the March Hare, “Do you know what causes a sudden increase of being overwhelmed, a loss of memory and overall brain function yet is not a drug?”
Seungkwan did not know the answer as he thought it was a teatime related answer. He would pester the cat when he had the courage to speak to Wonwoo. No one knew the answer but I am sure you knew right away, dearest reader.
There were days where you may find Wonwoo lounging around on the branches of oak trees. They were made of robust and sturdy branches; great for relaxation but also stable. If you had a heart, it would be beating rapidly as he was such a beautiful man. He had a collar around his neck with a tiny bell. It would ring when he moved and you would just know where to spot him.
Other days, you may catch him a few coffee shops nibbling on biscuits and sipping mugs of coffee, absentmindedly. He would gaze just about anywhere, but his mind wandered. Some days, he had a gentle smile and you could tell he was thinking about the wonderful things that Seungkwan may be doing.
Love is a peculiar yet wonderful thing, is it not? Oh the many things it makes you do.
A beauty, a wonder, a thoughtful being, is the way I would describe him. If only he could see me and love me just the same way he loves the March Hare.
Thank you for reading about the precious man that I love. I hope one day, in the future, he would love me. You might as well call me a hopeless romantic who isn’t doing much to change this destiny. One day, there will be a prince charming that will sweep me off my feet. I pray that it is Jeon Wonwoo.
If he truly is my prince charming, we would go on dates to the aquarium where he would be so interested in the fishes and other aquatic beings that he will forget about me. That’s okay though because I would be there to see all his expressions from different smiles, thoughts and eyes roaming the glass. He may even try to claw at them due to his cat-like behaviour. He may be allergic to seafood but he could still play with them just like the mischievous being he is. That’s okay though as he is the perfect and only Cheshire Cat for me.
I love him and I think that’s enough. I am happy to have him in my life. I will always be happy no matter the outcome. Love is strong, right?
From,
The Dormouse