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Messing Up

Type: angst, mentions of depression, explicit language, based off lyrics from Oliver Tree’s Miracle Man

{Y/N and Jihoon get into a fight and regretful words are said}

[It’s my first time writing a fic in a long time, please excuse me if it sucks, I also had to rewrite it from memory because it accidentally got deleted]

Jihoon often stayed late at the studio with Bumzu these days. You hated always feeling lonely when he was gone but there was nothing you could do besides wait for him. You would leave food out for him and you would wake up to it untouched and a text saying “sorry I already ate with hyung” 

You were starting to think he was avoiding you and using work as the excuse. That was always the thought at the back of your mind these past weeks. You guys were never open to each other like you were when you guys had started dating. Back, then you would tell him all about your “issues” and he would tell you his.

Today you wanted to let it all out, tell him how you’ve been feeling lately and ask him about his feelings too. You didn’t want to feel the way you did when you guys met, you didn’t want to depress yourself with the feelings and emotions of loneliness.

You cooked the last 2 packs of ramen you had and set the table. Then you waited for Jihoon to come home... you waited.... and waited.... and waited.

He usually came home around 6am but it was now 10am, so you decided to text him to check if was coming home at all today.

Y/N: Are you coming home today?

Jihoon: yea i just had sum stuff to work on

Y/N: ok

Ten minutes passed and you heard the door unlock.

“I’m home!” he yelled, usually you would run up and hug him and kiss him and ask him how his day went like you used to some time ago, those hugs and kisses stopped one day and you didn’t know exactly when.

“Can we talk real quick hoonie?” you said forcing yourself to flash an empty smile.

“Sure babe” he said as he showed you his best fake smile. At this point you felt so numb next to him for some reason, he smelled of soju and pizza, you could tell he was a bit tipsy and on edge.

But you could no longer hold back your emotions, as your smile faded you said “Are you avoiding me? Just tell me what you want! Am I not enough for you?!” you weren’t expecting yourself to burst out like that so suddenly.

You could see the anger rise in him. His outbursts weren’t uncommon, they usually happened after he came off of work like today.

You didn’t expect what happened next, then again you don’t exactly blame him for it either. He got up and stormed to the medicine cabinet and grabbed your antidepressants, he held them up and yelled: “FUCKING UP YOUR LIFE, WAS IT ENOUGH FOR YOU??!”.He then violently threw them on the ground, pills scattering across the floor.

You didn’t know what to say, so instead, you smiled calmly, grabbed your phone, purse, and jacket.

“Umm I don’t know what just happened, but it definitely wasn’t what I had expected haha, umm foods on the table. It’s cold. I’m going, I don’t know where. I have to process this, I’ll pick my stuff up later...”

and with that, you left.

Jihoon began to bawl, muffling his sobs through his hands. Left with the memory of his mistake and the look in your eyes when you left. He messed up and all he could think about was how he saw your eyes fall out of love with him as you closed the door.

masterlist

{sorry this is a really bad fic but I had to get my overflowing angsty emotions out}

Lovely, definitely a favorite!

talk it out // l.jh

this is unnecessary, you think. you shouldn’t be fighting like this, with words that pierce and tears that prick at both your eyes. the two of you don’t find the need to shout but you are stubborn and he is even more so.

‘when did you ever think about what i wanted? when did i ever have a choice? all this time, it’s been you, you, you!’ you say, feeling the energy drain out of you. you deflate just a bit, shoulders slumping in exhaustion.

'did you ever care about me? about the things i wanted?’ you look at him, bleary eyes desperately searching his face for any kind of answer.

something, you need something.

jihoon doesn’t look you in the eye. instead he remains facing the window of your living room, running a hand through his hair in frustration as his chest rose and fell with deep breaths.

’jihoon, say something’ you plead. 'please’.

jihoon runs a hand down his face, pinching the bridge of his nose with his arms folding across his chest. you stare at him, still waiting, hoping, that he’d talk to you. that he’d understand.

silence passes between the two of you. to others, it would have only been a few minutes but it feels like hours to you. a frown settles itself on your face and you let out a sigh, your heart dropping at the fact that jihoon couldn’t even speak to you.

'suit yourself jihoon. this’ you say gesturing between the two of you as jihoon shoots you a surprised expression 'is supposed to be a relationship. and people talk in relationships, jihoon. that’s how things work. and we’ you said, pausing for a bit as your throat choked up. you take a deep breath before continuing 'aren’t working out.’

turning on your heel to walk towards the bedroom, you make it about half-way down the hall before rapid footsteps sound behind you and a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist to pull you back.

you let out a gasp as jihoon buries his face in your shoulder.

'jih-’ you start, but stop when his arms tighten further on your waist.

'can we stop. can we just not talk?’ he says into your shoulder. you move to unwrap his arms from your waist, wanting to just be alone for a while to sort yourself out. but jihoon is adamant about letting you go, gripping onto you tighter than you had imagined.

'please just let me hold you’ he whispers into your shoulder and you freeze.

never, never had you heard him sound so defeated. so quiet. it wasn’t like him at all. not the jihoon who would laugh so freely, not the jihoon that smiled at you thinking you didn’t notice.

this jihoon was tired, scared and desperate.

you close your eyes, breathing in while hesitantly placing hand over the ones on your waist. jihoon turns you around slowly in hus arms and cups your face lightly.

'jihoon’

'i’m sorry. i’m sorry for not being here and i’m sorry for putting you through this.’ he whispers to you, closing his eyes and leaning in to place his forehead against yours.

you bite your lip and grip the hand on your cheek. 'w-we have to talk, okay? we can’t keep going like this.’ you choke out, bringing your hand up to wipe the tears on his face. 'i miss you, jihoon’ you whisper to him.

'i know and i’m sorry i never did. my love, i would do anything for you.’

you let out a choked laugh and smile at him, caressing your thumb over his cheek.

'i know’

~Masterlist~

Last Updated: 3/23/2020

˚ஐ₊✧Vocal Unit

Jeonghan

Joshua

Woozi

~Messing up

~Hook up

Dk

~Bus (Requested)

Seungkwan

˚ஐ₊✧Hip-Hop Unit

S.coups

~I’m scared (requested)

Wonwoo

~Where’s The Bed? (Requested)

Mingyu

~P*rn Accident (Pt.1) (Pt.2) (Epilogue)

Vernon

~I like You

˚ஐ₊✧Performance Unit

Jun

Hoshi

The8

~Hold my hand tightly (requested)

~ Wake up

Dino

{IMAGINES}

acquaintance!Mingyu

idol!Seungcheol

friend!Seokmin

boyfriend!Josh

badboy!Wonwoo (requested)

highschoolballer!Mingyu (requested)

boyfriend!Vernon

idol!Wonwoo

boyfriend!Vernon

idol!Hoshi

idol!Jihoon

Bus

Type: Fluff

{Seokmin attempts to introduce you to his friends}

 Here you are outside the restaurant about to book it to the nearest bus stop. At first, when Seokmin said he’d introduce you to his friends you thought it would be a great opportunity to get to know him better but at the moment you were a bundle of nerves.

  You guys had started dating about a month ago after he asked for your number in a philosophy lecture. He was handsome and he had kind eyes and a blinding smile, of course, you texted him as soon as possible. 

  Now here you are outside a barbeque restaurant after saying you were “going to the bathroom”. You were so anxious you couldn’t stay in that place a second longer, you made a skillful escape while everyone was talking. I mean how couldn’t you be anxious, they were his friends for years, you’ve only just met him. Part of the nervousness was set in the fact that they weren’t all male, there were a few female colleagues who you thought were absolutely stunning. You saw how happy he was, it made you smile. Suddenly he caught your gaze, very confused he said something and came outside.

“Fancy seeing you here ma’am, this isn’t the ladies room if I recall.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really nervous, I know it’s really stupid but I just wanna go home. I’m sorry Seok...”

“Why? Did someone say something? I swear if Jeong-”

“No one did anything Seok, I just- this is all very new. And I mean your friends are so pretty and I’m not jealous, I think? I felt out of place...”

“Ok and just so you know you were the prettiest babe” he said as he calmly took out his phone, it made you blush.

He grabbed your hand and you guys walked to the nearest rest stop which was only a block away.

“I texted Jeonghyun that were leaving because you felt sick” he said as the last bus of the night stopped before you two. 

He tugged your hand as you two sat down, the only ones on the bus beside you guys were the bus driver and a few middle schoolers who were probably on their way home from cram school.

He put his hand over your shoulder. “I met you on a bus...” he spoke quietly.

“No, you didn’t. We met at that one lecture.”

“You met me there. But I clearly remember you a few days before that, you were sat on the bus and smiled like an idiot as you put your headphones in. At that moment I thought that I wanted to make you smile like that everyda-”

“Pphffffff” you slowly slapped his face as he finished making him chuckle and you smiled.

“It’s true! See that smile? That’s the one! The one I love to see when I wake up and kiss you awake.”

“You idiot..” you laughed as you rested your head on his shoulder as you dozed off. Your hands intertwining and lights quickly passing by.

(Sorry this took so long! It’s not that great but I hope you like it! Dedicated too @koukami80)

P*rn Accident

Author’s Note: I’m not very happy with this short story, but I’ve decided to upload it anyway so it doesn’t rot in my drafts.

Type: Fluff, College AU, Crush!MingyuXReader

{The last day of vacation was supposed to be the best! If only you hadn’t clicked your brothers' stupid text}

pt 1~pt 2~ Epilogue

 At the moment nothing could ruin this, nothing seems to fade quickly.

 You had saved 50% of your paycheck and lived frugally for this moment. You dreamed about this the day it was announced at the end of your 1st year. The English Departments annual trip to Hawaii!

 Most of the people that usually went were either rich kids with money to spare, actual Engish Majors, or people like you. You minored in English and in all honesty you spoke almost fluently probably due to you being a foreigner. You are now a senior who unfortunately isn’t rich so for the past 4 years you had dreamed of this trip. Even more, so that your crush Mingyu was going on the trip.

 He also minored in English and you two were paired for a few projects over the years. He majored in music and was part of the arts and photography club, the only reason you knew what you knew about him was because of those “few projects”, he often invited you over to his flat to study and research. If you were being honest you didn’t really like him at first, but damn that puppy smile and the way his eyes looked while he studied won you over.

 This brings us back to now, it is the last day of the 2-week trip and a luau performance had just finished. Everyone had been finished eating for a while and now people were just casually talking and sharing the best parts of the trip. You were dressed in a flower printed dress your mom had given you and Mingyu was wearing a Hawaiian print shirt your pretty sure you saw him buy at the airport. You sat a few chairs away from him.

 You laughed along at the thought of the memories of your teacher wearing a slightly inappropriate speedo when your phone pinged. Your brother texted you, you honestly should’ve known better than to open it, but the thought it could be a prank couldn’ thave crossed you mind in that joyous moment. You clicked and within a milisecond, your phone was brightly flashing a rough sex scene and letting out lewd moans and screams. 

 You clenched the phone into your stomach trying to muffle the moans and quickly ran off to the nearest bathroom. Luckily no one was there and you did everything to stop the video, lowering the volume, deleting the video, and turning your phone off completely. You had run off so fast you failed to notice the footsteps running after you and the click of the women's bathroom door.

 You let out sobs of embarrassment in the stall as you sat on an admittedly very nice toilet. Just as you were about to just go into full breakdown mode you heard a faint knock over your cries. You looked down and noticed the flip-flops Mingyu had bought at the flea market. 

 You quickly put your hand over your mouth and tried to muffle your choking tears.

“Hey, are you okay? Is your stomach hurting?” 

 That’s when you came to the realization that to everyone else it probably looked like you made some muffled sounds before clenching your stomach and running to the bathroom. 

“N-no I-it-s stu-p-hid...” you said while post crying hiccups interrupted.  

“It’s obviously not stupid...just tell me”

.........