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bluejohsai

4 years ago

— drei's 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 » various hq characters.

» this was something where i write scenarios for every song of red velvet because their albums are absolute perfection. ✨ without further ado, here is the first song.

다가오는 모든 여름에도 함께 있게 해 주세요

— please let us be together for the rest of the summers to come.

“I’m right around the corner, Yacchan. I have to end the call right now. I’ll see you in a bit. I love you!”

“I love you, too, [Name]!”

Yachi couldn’t help but feel the rush of emotions coursing through her as she slightly panicked inside her apartment after talking to her girlfriend on the phone. She double-checked everything she could lay her eyes on, be it the living room (which is actually clean after a few hours of cleaning) or the kitchen (which was polished to its optimal condition) or even the genkan (which also showed a tidy array of fuzzy house slippers and outdoor shoes of different brands). It was always like this since the beginning of your college years — you coming over to her apartment in Tokyo to spend the rest of your summers together while the blonde would make sure to welcome you warmly with a clean apartment.

The two of you started dating during your last year in Karasuno, with the blonde initiating the confession. It was out of the blue for you, seeing as you were outside of Shinzen’s gymnasium, trying to enjoy your moment of solitude before going in that stuffy building full of testosterone, when she blurted how much she liked you since she was in first year. You were baffled, of course, since the two of never shared the same class except for your last year together. The two of you were Karasuno’s managers at that time and in fact, it was Yachi who recruited you to be the second manager during your second year, claiming that you would fit right in. So during that time you served at the vice-manager, Yachi gradually became the one person you confide in, even becoming your best friend. But you always knew that your feelings for her transcended that of friendship when she poured her heart out for you.

Now, the two of you are happily dating for four years and the rest was something worth reminiscing.

While she was fussing over the state of her pristine apartment, Yachi stubbed her foot against the coffee table. “Ow,” she muttered painfully, mentally crying. As she was starting to stand up from the floor, the doorbell rang, making Yachi perk up and head over to the door with a big smile. “[Name]!” She immediately shouted once she opened the door.

You laughed gleefully while your girlfriend embraced you tightly the moment you got inside the genkan, your duffel bag dropped on the floor. “Yacchan!” Reciprocating the tightness of the hug, you could feel the slightest shake of the blonde’s shoulders, urging for you to break away from her hold to check up on your precious girlfriend. “Hey, don’t cry, Yacchan, I’m here right now.” You cooed in front of her while softly placing both of your hands on her cheeks, wiping away the stray tears gliding from her closed eyes.

Yachi continued to sob, her arms gradually loosening from your neck and finally stopping on your collarbones. “It’s just that we only get to once a year,” she cried. “Also in the winter holidays if we’re lucky. I just miss you, [Name]-chan.”

Her crying face remained pretty as you marveled at her visage with a soft gaze. While you continued wiping her tears with the most tender touch that you reserved only for her, you whispered, “Hey,” with her eyes fluttering open right after. Without hesitation, you lightly ducked down to place your lips against hers in the softest way you could ever be. Just a brush of your lips on Yachi made her stop mauling over how much she missed you as she kissed back with equal gentleness, relishing that this moment with you is everything that makes her day. It could be that she craves for your touch or that she finally has you in her arms, but Yachi took the boldest move she could do by deepening the kiss with the reddest face.

The moment you separated for air, you looked at her with hooded eyes and went in for another kiss, this one deeper than the last, with your hand buried in her blonde hair. Yachi, on the other hand, has tears running down her cheeks, which made you stop showering her with kisses. Placing your forehead on hers, you softly reminded her, “Let’s go, I bet you prepared a feast to welcome me back home.”

Yachi nodded enthusiastically, bouncing over to where she set the small dining room. “I even made your favorite!”

You laughed under your breath, taking off your sneakers and replacing it with the bunny house slippers she bought for you. Missing the soft slippers, you also took off your trench coat before picking up the duffel bag and making yourself comfortable across Yachi in the dining room. The entire time you ate dinner, Yachi filled you in on what happened on college, ranting to you about incompetent groupmates and proudly showing you her finished projects which she earned a couple of high marks in, and you were just sitting there with your chin on one hand, listening to every word your girlfriend told you.

When you’re with her, it was as if everything blurred around you, leaving your bubbly partner in full focus. Your summer was only spent inside the blonde’s apartment while she tried drawing you or watching some shows that you planned to watch together for so long, and at certain times, it would be spent outside, specifically in bookstores and coffee shops — but all of this mattered even more with Yachi despite how mundane they were. It almost made the blistering summer like Christmas because you definitely felt the joy the holiday brings every time Yachi hugged you from behind while brewing coffee or even cuddling with you on her bed.

“I want us to be together for the rest of the summers to come,” you mindlessly voiced out.

You saw a gentle shade of rose blossoming on Yachi’s cheeks as you never took your eyes from her from across the table, making your heart flutter at how beautiful she looked. It was moments like these, you wanted nothing more than to gush about anything Yachi, proving that she is nothing like the insecure person she tried to emphasize to you.

Yachi then presented the pulchritudinous smile you always adored. “With you, I couldn’t ask for anything more.”