a silly short story inspired by a joke I made in a different thread.
and not at me spending like 2 hours on this.
Fitzwilliam
Winter 2023
I listen to Spring Day for the 7th time today inside my bedroom.
"I miss you" they sing.
I miss them too, especially Jungkook.
In that 90's Moomin anime, I know that Snufkin left Moominvalley every time autumn arrived and came back in spring.
His friend, Moomin, missed him while he was gone, and every spring, he was happy to see him again.
Jungkook is my Snufkin and I am his Moomin.
I will try to be patient, but... I'm not.
People sometimes tell me that time goes fast, but I wish it went faster right now.
When I was a child I used to be impatient in the month of December, wishing that Christmas Day would arrive faster, so that I could open the gifts.
The day he comes back from the military is going to be like Christmas Day.
"Pass the end of winter's cold
Until the spring day comes again
Until the flowers bloom again
Please stay, please stay there a little longer"
The song ends.
I guess it is enough "Spring Day" for today.
Perhaps I should go to the grocery store and buy something.
"Have yourself a merry little Chrismas" is playing inside the store.
It has been playing Christmas music since the start of November.
The music makes me crave Christmas candy.
I go to the candy aisle.
Candy canes, Christmas chocolate, Christmas marshmallows, Christmas lollipops...
There is so much sweet-looking candy.
Suddenly a person walks across me.
He is wearing white sneakers, sky blue ripped jeans and a white hoodie.
I take a short peek at his face and notice his hair. It's long and purple.
Long and purple...
Like Jungkook's hair in the Butter music video...
What is oxygen and carbon dioxide? Because I'm having a hard time breathing right now.
My heart flutters like swan wings.
"Uhm..." I say. He looks at me. "Nice hair."
Oh no, why did I say that?
"Oh, thank you." he responds. "Yours looks nice too."
I don't know if he actually thinks my short brown Snufkin-like hair looks nice, or he was just responding like that because that is how people would usually respond to compliments like that.
"So, my name is Fitzwilliam." he says. "What's yours?"
"Abby" I tell him. "Or actually, it is Abigail, but I prefer being called Abby"
"It's a sweet name."
"As sweet as candy?"
He chuckles. "Yes." he responds. "Well, sometimes I have preferred being called Will, because the other name is just..." He smiles uncomfortably, as if he was a child told to smile for a picture. "but my mother named me after Fitzwilliam Darcy from Pride and Prejudice"
If he was Mr. Darcy, I would want to be his Elizabeth Bennet.
"I have to go now." he says. "But I would love to meet you again."
He smiles at me, before he leaves.
I grab a candy cane that is white and purple instead of white and red.
On the way home, I can't stop thinking about Fitzwilliam and his purple hair.
He is not quite like Jungkook. Like there is no one named Jungkook in Pride and Prejudice.
Some days later, I keep meeting Fitzwilliam in the same grocery store.
And I end up learning more about him and he ends up learning more about me.
I have told him everything about me except...
except for the fact that I like BTS and Jungkook is my bias...
"Who is your favourite singer?" he asked me one day.
I couldn't say Jungkook, so I said another name that was in the top of my head.
"Uhm.... Emiko Shiratori"
I like hearing the sound of her singing in the Moomin anime.
"I don't know who that is."
I even hide my BTS merch, every time he is visiting my house.
I replaced my Jungkook poster with a world map.
I also tried to delete some BTS stuff from my phone, laptop and internet history.
My phone wallpaper is cherry blossoms instead of Jungkook and the wallpaper of my laptop is a snowman.
I have stopped listening to BTS and keep listening to other artists, including Emiko Shiratori.
One day, he is at my house, standing by the world map.
"Abby," he says. "I want to ask if you would like to be in a romantic relationship with me."
My heart flutters and my cheeks turn as pink like the cherry blossom wallpaper in my phone.
"Yes." I tell him.
Two years later...
2025
I listen to an Emiko Shiratori song, while being on Allkpop's news website.
The first thing I see is an article about BTS being back from the military.
Joyful tears run from my eyes.
BTS is back. Jungkook is back.
The tears turn into sad tears, when I think about the fact that I can't tell Fitzwilliam about it.
But Fitzwilliam was only Jungkook's replacement.
I don't need him anymore.
I'm in his room.
Probably for the last time.
"Fitzwilliam, I need to tell you something."
My heart nervously beats fast.
"What is it, sweetie?"
"I want to break up with you because Jungkook is back from the military."
"Jungkook?"
"Yes, from BTS"
"Oh... so you're a kpop fan."
"Yes."
"I haven't told you, but I am a kpop fan too."
What?
"I like J.Y.Park, but I didn't dare to tell you because I was scared how you would react."
What the actual...
He then takes a poster out of his closet that has a picture of JYP in plastic pants.
That's it, I'm leaving.
I refuse to date a guy who probably listens to "Changed Man" every single day.
At home, I start listening to Spring Day again for the first time in 2 years.
"I miss you" I hear them singing again.
Yes, I missed you too, Jungkook.
Welcome back.
The End
