3 Days of Carnival (Park Woojin fic)
Okay HUGE A/N: OMGosh you don’t know how perfect this request is. So after i saw this in my inbox, i like went to this big carnival + international exhibition that happens in my city and took pics of carnival booths there to go with this post cause I thought it would be cute so ejincnewdnvjebnweiuhvnoweb im so ExCiTeD to write this. And this may or may not be super long. I apologise if it sucks but thanks for requesting hun ♥‿♥
(so fyi two carnival shots below are mine :D)
You tugged at you friend’s hand hurriedly across the entrance gate. You were so excited to spend some time at your local carnival today. Though carnivals don’t seem like a big deal, this one was. Vendors and stores all over town set up booths, there were countless rides and your favourite part, a midway with several booth games. You were quite the competitive girl, so of course anything game related caught your eye. So as you were walking through the crowd, a red headed boy with cat face paint on his face caught your attention. “Give a hand at the ring toss folks, get a ring on any bottle and win a prize!” he called out with a cute smile.
“Hey, can I try that?” you questioned your friend.
“Seriously Y/N, those games are just cunning ploys to get your money.”
“Ah Please!!! I’ll die if I don’t try it. PWEASE!!!!”
You squealed in delight and pulled her towards the booth. You ever so willingly handed over your money to the boy at the booth. “Is the young lady confident that she’ll win?” he questioned, his eyes sparkling. Either he was really passionate about running a game booth or super sweet, you couldn’t tell. “I am, I never give up!” He laughed and handed you your rings “Good luck!”. Three tries… and three fails.
“Ah man c’mon!” you flapped you hands around in misery.
“Told you this was a waste of money”
“You were really close the last time, I thought you almost got it” the booth boy offered.
You were about to go again when your friend dragged you away before you could protest. Though the rides were amazing, a certain prize and red head were on your mind for the rest of the day.
You tiptoed over to the booth and tugged at the sleeve of the red head, who had his back towards you. He turned around and a flash of surprise crossed his face.
“You came back!” and that was when you noticed his snaggletooth smile for the first time.
“I couldn’t help myself. I have my eye on a certain prize” You pointed up towards the large Squirtle plushy that was hanging over your head.
“He’s so cute! He was worth another visit!” Inside you knew you meant both Squirtle and Snaggletooth, but of course you wouldn’t admit that out loud.
He laughed and leaned closer. “Well, miss-”
“Y/N… Y/N + your last name”
“Ah yes, Miss Y/N. I’m really glad you came back today. And I’m Woojin by the way, Park Woojin.” If you weren’t wrong, his cheeks were staring to flush a rosy pink.
You grinned and handed him your money. And the grand result… three fails again.
“WTF, you’ve got to be kidding me!?”
He giggled at your profanity but immediately composed himself.
“You know, I would just give it to you if I could but-”
You shook your hand “Don’t worry. I know you can’t do that. I guess I’m just really unlucky”. Then you trudged away sadly, distracted by your failure to see his pouty expression at the sight of you leaving.
He watched you amused as you tied your hair back and rolled up your sleeves, glaring down at the menacing bottles that were lined up before you, their necks poised up in the air so proudly.
“Wow Y/N. I swear I see fire in your eyes. Nice, burning passion”
You smirked “I’ve got this Woojin. I have the perfect strategy. If I aim for those bottles in the corner at a 55 degree angle, that damn adorable Squirtle is mine! Muhaha!”.
He just laughed and handed you your rings. “I’m praying for you Y/N. May the Squirtle be yours!”
Your first shot was actually quite horrible. It hit the edge of the booth, and tumbled to the floor. He winced but gave you an encouraging smile. Your second one was a bit better, it hit one of the bottles at least. You huffed and carefully aimed the last one. It caught on to one of the bottles and twirled around. You two looked at each other with excited expressions as this one truly seemed like a winner. But then it tumbled off and gracefully flew away across the booth. Both of your jaws dropped to the floor.
“Like wth? I know I run this game, but I think these bottles are rigged” Woojin scowled.
You sighed heavily and looked at him with a sad smile “It’s okay Woojin. I’m just super unlucky. Ughhh forget it! Later, I’ll see you around” You ignored his calls, and left the booth quickly.
You were embarrassed that he had to see you fail so many times. He probably thought you were an idiot. You plopped down on a bench with a bag of cotton candy, and started stuffing your sorrows away. After awhile of replaying the miserable game attempts in your head, you got up to head home.
“Y/N!!! Wait!” you stopped and turned around to see a breathless Woojin, the Squirtle plushy in his hand.
“Oh? Woojin! What’s this?”
“Here, this is for you” he huffed, handing you the the plushy. You immediately wrapped your arms around the soft toy tightly.
“But I thought you couldn’t just give it to me?”
“No, I played for it. Three times just like you. But I won on the last one” He smiled.
You felt your cheeks heating up as you made eye contact with him. Not only was he cute, but so sweet and considerate as well.
“Thank you Woojin! You didn’t have to…”
“I wanted to. Really!” he looked a little nervous now “So… I don’t know if this is too soon. I mean I’ve only known you for 3 days, but uh … I have a day off tomorrow and um maybe we could meet here. I could teach you, the tricks to winning carnival games.”
You ignored your inner soul scream in delight and tried to stay calm.
“Are- are you asking m-me on a a date?” You failed at the calm part.
He flashed a shy snaggletooth smile “Yeah…I guess I am”
You smiled and nodded your head quickly “Sure. I’d like that, alot.”
And that was when 3 Days of Carnival became 4. But the last day was filled with winning lots of Pokemon plushies, laughter and sweet loving gazes.
