SD-N | -Valentine Gala-

it was 12am, you were on your 4th drink sobbing on the bed, rewinding about your pasts, and how you've skipped oppoturnities because you prefer stability over chances, what hurts the most was the senior Prom night 3 years ago, where N, your crush, had asked to dance with you, just as you're about to head to the door, you did dance with him, but didnt gave him the number when he asked, calling it 'personal data', and gave him your alternate Instagram account instead

after finishing like half of the bottle, which would be the 6th, you got desperate, and decided to call him up through Instagram profiles

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-next morning, or.. should i say afternoon..- you woke up with a headache, still on the floor, the wine bottle still opened, nothing was broken or spilled luckily, checking your phone, you saw an instagram notification around 10am

N : 'cant wait to see u in Valentine's day~'

you were shocked into silence, thinking you had messagd him on your main account, but it turns out you've switched to your alt account last night... phew, at least he wouldn't see what kind of stuff you post on your main account!

anyways you still had no idea what did he meant by 'cant wait to see you in Valentine's day' as the first message in the chat is literally a 1 hour call log..

you decided to call him with a panicked tone, the instinct to pick safe routine taking over, already planning on cancelling the arrangements

"sup, sweetheart? you cant wait to meet-" N replied, but got cut off by your voice

"c- w- what did we talk about last night!??!" you asked, the panicked tone clear

his explanation shocked you into silence again, apparently you had called him crying about your regrets, he comforted you and you accidentally mentioned about the Valentines gala that your Faculty had hosted, you still had a vacant plus one position, and rambled about how you wanted him to be that plus one so bad, to which, he literally accepted without spending a second to think

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-long timeskip, to the Vlentine evening-

you rented a dress, a pretty simple and not too revealing dress, driving yourself to where you had told N to pick you up after spending the entire day js thinking about , ofc not at your dorm, for the sake of privacy, and he drove you to the building, he drive a pretty decent SUVs, kinda looked like it's 2nd hand, but whatever, better than going alone

the gala itself is pretty boring, just higher years presenting their final project and holding samples of their product for presentation

after like 3 hours of N getting into converstions, which is just 'what faculty did u came from's and 'can i have ur number's, and like half an hour of people dancing in the room, which, you and N joined once, but he noticed after one dance, and decided to leave the gala early

-short timeskip as N drove you and himself to the beach despite your protest-

right now, you and him r sitting in the backspace of the SUV, surprisingly, tonight's moon cycle is a full moon, and N had one arm around your waist while you fight against sleepiness next to him, the night is peaceful, his coat were on your shoulder

N was just admiring you in the moonlight, your mind however, was on the other place, you felt too sleepy to goes on, but you know you needed to ask him the important question ..

"N..." you called out with tiredness in your voice, and looked up to his face

"hmm? what is it, sweetheart?" he replied softly, he lifted his other hand away to brush your front bangs away from ur face, there's no going back now...