Scared; Taehyun

Scared; Taehyun

Genre: angst, fluff, break up/make up au

Word count: 1.3K

Warnings: a kiss

This is based on my obsession with the song Parking Spot by Prettymuch and Taehyun brain rot :’)

"So that's it? This is all you got?" Taehyun asks with disbelief in his eyes and a frown sketched upon his lips.

You swallow and tighten your grip on the bag in your hand—the bag with all the belongings that have been scattered around Taehyun's apartment for the past months. Your belongings.

"We-" you halt your words and look around as if the walls will give you the right words to tell the man you're ending your relationship with today. "We just won't work."

"Why not? Why won't we work?" Taehyun asks with desperation lacing his voice. He takes a step closer to you and you take a step back, making the man look away with embittered eyes and flared nostrils. He frustratedly runs a hand through his dark brown hair and you just watch him, lips sealed because you deep down know you're not ruining just what you have built with him in the past months; you're ruining him. Yourself.

"You are an idol. You have millions of eyes watching you every day, following your every movement. And me... I'm just me, Taehyu-"

"Stop, Yn," Taehyun mumbles, rubbing his face.

"No, Taehyun. I am going to university, I am working, I do everything any other normal person my age would do. But that's not-"

"Yn, please-"

"-what you need. You don't need 'normal', Taehyun. You need someone who will understand and relate to your lifestyle and your struggles. Only someone like that can support you to the fullest. You deserve that and I can't give you tha-"

"Stop calling me that," Taehyun firmly states, dropping his hands from his face and letting them hang limply by his sides.

You frown, a questioning expression in your eyes.

"Don't call me by my full name. Call me Tae. Call me love, baby, everything you called me the past months. Just... just don't call me by my full name, Yn," the boy in front of you asks, his voice cracking as salty tears make his dark eyes start burning.

Your face softens and his words cause your shoulders to slump as you look at the boy who gave you the best six months of your life. The boy with the warmest hugs, softest hands, and most delicate lips. With the darkest eyes, brightest smile, and most contagious laugh. The boy with the biggest heart.

"I don't fit in your life, Tae," you whisper, slowly letting go of the bag in your hand and Taehyun shakes his head.

"Let me be the one to decide that," he replies and starts walking up to you. You take another step back and your back hits the wall. You shake your head before looking up and letting out a shaky sigh. You know you should walk past him and leave his apartment. But as he gets closer to you and you can clearly see the tears glistening in his eyes, you don't want to move. You don't want to run. You look down, not being able to look at him.

"You say you won't be able to understand me, to give me the support I need," Taehyun starts once he halts his steps when the tips of his beat-up converse almost touch your shoes. "But then why are you the first girl who knows about my deepest fears? About my most hidden insecurities and my biggest dreams? Why are you the first girl who has met my closest friends and family?" He mumbles, not bothering to wipe the escaped tear off his cheek. He takes another step forward and you gulp at the close proximity. With his chest now touching yours, you can feel the rapid pace of his heart and you realize just how nervous he is—how scared he is to lose you.

"You say you won't be able to understand or support me, but then why are you the only person who has ever made me feel this understood in my entire life, who has ever made me feel this supported?" He asks and his minty breath fans your lips as he tilts his head while letting his gaze roam your face. "Why, hm?"

You refuse to look up at him, scared you'll break and give in the moment your eyes meet his. But Taehyun doesn't accept your avoidance. He knows you're keeping something from him. He knows you don't want to end your relationship.

Taehyun gently takes your chin in between his thumb and index finger and raises your face to make you look at him.

"Answer me, baby," he softly pleads, desperate eyes searching for yours.

"I'm scared I'm not enough for you, Tae," you finally confess and the walls that were holding back the tears behind your eyes finally break. "I'm not even from here. I am afraid I'll never get accepted into your life. I'm scared you'll realize you need more than me and you'll leave. I need to protect my heart before all of that happens," you mumble, tears now falling from your eyes. Taehyun lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding and slowly shakes his head before pulling you into his body. He places his hand on the back of your head and you lean into his chest as you cry.

"Shh, deep breaths," he whispers as he strokes your hair with one hand while wrapping his other arm around your back. "Everything's going to be okay, pretty girl. I'm here. I'll always be here."

He presses multiple kisses on the top of your head and you slip your hands under his hoodie to embrace his warm body.

"You are more than enough to me. And I will let you know until you believe me. God, Yn, I thought I couldn't breathe anymore just now when you said you were leaving," he mumbles into your hair before closing his eyes and inhaling your sweet scent to calm his heart down.

"You make me feel so grounded and alive at the same time. I've never felt anything like this. Please, give me the chance to show you I can make you feel the same way. Let me show you you belong with me more than anyone. Prove with me that nothing around us matters as long as we love each other."

You slowly look up at him and he softly smiles at you as he cups your face and wipes the tears off your cheeks with his thumbs.

"Love?" You mumble.

"I love you, Yn. I love you so much I think about you day and night. All the nights you listened to my hours of venting, the safe space you created for me in such a short period of time, everything you taught me... God, Yn, I love you so much," he earnestly confesses and your lower lip starts quivering again.

"My God, Tae, you're going to make me start sobbing again," you reply with an embarrassed chuckle, and your voice cracks as tears fall from your eyes again, making Taehyun let out a sweet laugh.

"Just tell me you love me too," he whispers while searching for your eyes.

You stay silent for a few seconds as you let yourself get lost in the galaxy in his eyes before giving a small nod.

"It terrifies me how much I love you."

Taehyun's face softens and an emotional smile colors his tear stained lips when hearing your honest words.

He strokes your cheek with his thumb before leaning in and capturing your lips in between his. Your eyes flutter shut at the soft feeling of his plush lips against your own and you tighten your grip on his waist, pulling him closer if that is even possible.

"My baby," he whispers against your lips, making your heart do a summersault before he places another long kiss on your lips. “I was so scared I’d lose you."

LOVE NEWS ! — CHAPTER 21

article twenty-one - cackles evilly

warnings : cursing

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will you let me love you regardless?

pairing: ot5!txt x gn!reader [individual scenarios]

genre: some more angsty, some more fluffy

synopsis: love prevails, no matter how complicated the relationship may be.

noteworthy: some cursing, i got carried away with tae & kai’s (especially kai?? idk why) respectively for no reason so theirs are actually longer— oopsie!

word count: 500-600 for choi line, closer to 700 for kaihyun

YEONJUN — your ex.

tick. tock. tick. tock.

the rhythmic ticking coming from the clock on the wall is the only sound disrupting the otherwise tense silence between you and yeonjun. frankly, you’re not sure why you let him inside your home. maybe it was the prospect of closure; of talking everything out without yelling and the endless pools of tears.

or maybe it’s just because you still can’t really deny him anything, even six months after having your heart ripped to shreds by the very man sitting right in front of you.

yeonjun clears his throat, his fingers wrapped impossibly tight around the glass of water you had kindly offered him. he can’t help but stare at you sitting across from him. the way you avoid looking at him, your eyes fixated on anything but him, makes his heart sting painfully, eyes beginning to get damp.

“it’s nice to see you again,” yeonjun said almost hesitantly, a tight-lipped smile on his face. you look up and your eyes finally meet properly for the first time in six months, the raging bitterness and agitation from last time now replaced with hurt, longing, and so, so much love buried under heaps of regret.

you nod silently because if you were to speak, you’re sure you’d burst into tears immediately.

“i’m sorry,” you note the way his voice breaks, your fingers twitching in your lap with the urge to hug and kiss him, to tell him it’s alright, “for everything. i’ve been so awful to you, and i’m just…i’m just so sorry.”

you swallow nervously, mustering up the courage to speak without bursting into tears, “it’s fine ju— yeonjun. i’m not mad at you anymore, and…i forgive you, so if that’s what you’re looking for—“

“no! no, no i’m not— i mean, i’m glad, i’m glad that you’re not mad anymore but…i’m not here for closure or anything like that,” he rambles, his voice a little scratchy from holding back tears. the look of confusion you give him makes him swallow, but it also gives him hope. you’re not immediately shutting him out.

“i miss you, so much,” yeonjun blinks rapidly to keep the tears in his eyes at bay, “i’m sorry for being so stubborn and not reaching out for six months and i’m so sorry for coming back like this out of nowhere but i just can’t take it anymore.”

yeonjun looks away, ashamed of himself for letting everything get to this point, for crashing back into your life so suddenly. his head immediately snaps back to you when he hears a sniffle, your face hidden in your hands as you sob.

“i—..i missed you so much,” you sob, your chest heaving with every sob, “it hurt so bad jun, i want to hate you so bad, but i just…can’t.”

yeonjun reacts completely on instinct, and within seconds you’re tightly wrapped in his arms, his hand running along your back while he presses soothing kisses on top of your head, “i’m sorry baby, i’m so sorry. i love you so much, i promise i’ll make it all better if you let me, okay?”

you look up at him, your teary stare making his heart clench painfully. “i..don’t know, jun. you’ve ignored me for so long, just tossed two years together aside like it was nothing and i’m just…hurt. so fucking hurt.”

yeonjun swallows, nodding along in understanding. “i know, and i’ll do anything. anything to get you to trust me again.”

SOOBIN — your best friend’s brother.

standing in front of your best friend’s house in the middle of the night usually means a late night snack trip with an occasional quick round of karaoke downtown. usually, you’d end up on an empty playground, gasping for air between laughs and giggles, gossiping to your heart’s content. usually, a best friend shouldn’t sneak around with their friend’s brother behind their back.

nothing usual is happening tonight, it seems.

a part of you is screaming at yourself while you wait for soobin, berating yourself and refusing to believe you would go behind your best friend’s back like that. another part of you is buzzing with excitement, heart beating in your ears and face flushed with delight at the prospect of spending a few hours with soobin. your soobin.

the nagging, guilty-feeling part of you gets pushed into the background the second your eyes fall on soobin, bundled up all cozy to shield himself from the cold. you can’t see his smile behind his fluffy scarf yet you know it’s there, judging by the little scrunch of his nose and crinkle of his eyes and it makes your heart soar.

you’re an awful best friend.

he wraps you into a tight hug once he’s close enough, sighing happily and rocking you both from side to side a little. soobin looks down at you, pulling his scarf down a little to free his lips before he leans down to kiss you, “ah!” you shriek, turning your face away in time to avoid his kiss.

soobin looks down at you with furrowed brows, sighing loudly, “i know, i know, ‘no kissing in a 200 meter radius of your house’ but, come onnn.” he whines the last part, making you smile at his cuteness, “‘m sorry bin, it just makes me feel guilty,” you pout up at him.

“we have to tell her at some point, you know?” his voice is almost as soft as his gentle touch, brushing a few stray hairs away from your face and cupping your cheek, “she’ll get over it, i promise. she’ll be mad, but she loves you. and she wants you to be happy.”

“yeah, but not with you.” you grumble and soobin clutches his heart in fake hurt. “ouch. so mean.

you giggle and the sound makes soobin grin, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, “maybe we can—“

“CHOI SOOBIN!” a shrill scream startled you both, though you both immediately realise who it is. oh no.

luckily, the combination of a pitch black winter night and soobin standing in front of you meant you wouldn’t be recognisable when viewed from the choi residence. soobin could sense your panic, your fight or flight starting to kick in.

you chose flight.

with a hasty kiss pressed to your lips and hurried goodbyes you’re off, hurrying back home by yourself, praying to every god, entity and higher being that your best friend didn’t recognise you.

then you got a message from her.

it’s over. she knows. she’ll get mad, she’ll hate you, she’ll hate soobin. au revoir to your years of friendship, all over a guy.

figuring it’s best to get it over with, you take a deep breath and check the messages, ready to cry, apologise, and beg.

just cockblocked soob lol

they ran off too

poor thing

i did them a favour tbh

. . .

oh.

BEOMYU — your friend’s crush.

you’re not entirely sure what hurts more, having to watch beomgyu be clung to by none other than your best friend, or the knowledge that said best friend has been in love with him for years while he has never spared her a second glance, always looking past her and focusing on you instead.

it feels mean to even think, but you pity her. she has been pining over him for so long, practically worshipping the ground he walks on, and yet he always kept her at arms length. sometimes entertaining her for a while just to go cold once again. it’s awful, and you hate to see her in such a deep one-sided love with someone who has no genuine interest in her.

because his interest lies with you.

and you would be lying if you’d say you weren’t also interest in him.

but friends come first, always. she has been in love with him since before you even met, and just imagining the hurt and betrayal on her face if she were to find out that you’re also in love with her beomgyu, that he also happens to have been secretly pining over you instead all this time?

she’d lose it, and in turn you’d lose her.

so you keep beomgyu at a distance, avoiding him and his advances as much as you can. but if there’s one thing you can safely say about choi beomgyu, it’s that he’s stubborn. really fucking stubborn.

which is why he immediately excuses himself to be able to follow you the second he sees you go outside to get some fresh air, the stuffy air of the party probably getting to you. or maybe you just got sick of watching someone else throw themselves at him, though that might admittedly be just wishful thinking on his part.

the cool breeze feels nice against your skin, a stark contrast to the hot and suffocating air inside the house. sitting down on the curb you let out a deep sigh, muddled thoughts bouncing around your mind.

it’s ridiculous to feel jealousy over this, right? it’s insane to be jealous of someone getting close to beomgyu, especially when he’s not in the least bit interested in them. you of all people should know that.

a shriek falls from your lips when a jacket is thrown over your shoulders out of nowhere, head whipping around to see who it was.

of course it was beomgyu.

sitting down next to you he immediately grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers together. you try to pull back but you know he won’t budge, so you decide to let yourself bask in a little bit of his attention in secret.

just for tonight.

“she bought that dress just for you, you know,” you mumble and he turns to look at you, pretty eyes meeting yours for the first time tonight, and just studies you face for a bit.

one of his hands comes up to cup your cheek, thumb lightly stroking your skin, goosebumps rising all over your body.

“i won’t fall in love with her just because you reject me,” he says, voice quiet and warm, “so you might as well be selfish with me.”

beomgyu’s face is closer now, and you know he’s letting you decide. it’s a silent invitation, but it will be your call. you swallow nervously, eyes darting all over his face. you’ve never seen him so close before, your eyes desperately drinking in every single detail.

and then your lips are on his.

TAEHYUN — your ‘love does not exist’-roommate.

the relationship between you and taehyun is…an odd one, to say the least. taehyun hasn’t been in a relationship in years, his last one leaving him drained and bitter for way too long after it broke apart. thus, he decided to put the idea of love and relationships on the back burner, focusing on his friends, interests and career.

you on the other hand had been dating continuously throughout the years, much to taehyun’s dismay — not because he’s in love with you or anything, but rather because he hated coming home to you and your darling boo making out all the time.

funnily enough, while you did actively date, it never really amounted to much. nothing ever seemed to work out and you started to believe that taehyun’s anti-romantic attitude had begun to rub off on you.

you’ve been on somewhat of a dating break for a while now, and taehyun and you began to fall into a certain routine.

grocery shopping together on saturdays, always stopping by the little food stall of that sweet old lady a few blocks away from your apartment. taehyun bringing home dinner on wednesdays, you preparing lunch for him on tuesdays. him always making sure your snacks are stocked up, and you helping him colour his roots every few weeks. taehyun playing with your hair to make you sleepy when you can’t seem to fall asleep, you sleeping in his bed cuddled up with him when he spent all day frustrated and finally broke down crying.

occasional forehead or cheek kisses too, but you’re just friends and roomies. with a routine.

a completely platonic, super-appropriate-for-roommates routine.

you’re cuddled up into taehyun’s side, like you are most nights, eyes focused on the drama playing in front of you. his hand was wrapped around your waist, fingers subconsciously tapping against you in an odd rhythm.

taehyun groans when the male lead confesses his love in the most cliché way, running after the main character in the rain, screaming her name and falling to his knees for her. the annoyance radiating off him makes you chuckle, lifting your head from his shoulder to look at him.

you had a witty joke at the tip of your tongue, but you’re caught off guard by how incredibly lovely he looks right now. the lights from the tv hitting his face in the best possible way, his eyes reflecting the light so prettily, his lips looking incredibly kissable.

what?

snapping out of your daze you blink at taehyun, who’s staring at you with furrowed brows and confusion painted all over his face. “you okay?” he asks and you’re suddenly hyperaware of his eyes on you, the way he’s observing you so closely suddenly making you nervous.

you, nervous? around taehyun?

you nod at him, halfhearted smile on your face and turn back to the tv, mind racing. you’re so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t realise taehyun had paused the drama, realisation hitting you a few minutes to late, ears turning red in embarrassment.

the weight of taehyun’s stare can be felt without looking at him, though you don’t seem to have much of a choice when he turns your head with his hand, making you face him.

he’s so pretty.

one minute the two of you are staring at each other, the tension around you rising and the next your back is pressed into the pillows, taehyun leaning over you and his lips on yours.

it makes your insides twist and tingle in a way you haven’t felt before, ears ringing and hands itching to pull him closer.

before you have the chance to, however, his lips left yours just as quickly as they had found them. taehyun’s eyes are blown wide, and he swallows nervously.

he scrambles off of you, creating as much distance as possible between you, “i didn’t mean to— we shouldn’t—“ and he just shakes his head and rushes into his room, locking his door behind him for the first time since living with you.

completely normal roommates.

HUENING KAI — your best friend.

it’s weird having all your friends insist you’re in love with your best friend, always commenting on how the two of you are attached at the hip, how people stopped hitting on both of you because even strangers can pick up on the chemistry between you.

it’s weird having all your friends insist you’re in love with your best friend, especially when they’re right.

most people probably wouldn’t understand, much less your friends, if you were to try to explain why you and kai aren’t dating. you’re both in love with each other, that much is clear even to you.

you’re just both scared. the two of you have an incredible friendship, one you’re sure only exists once in a lifetime. you know everything about each other, you’re at each other’s beck and call, you always have each other’s back no matter the circumstances.

you’d just be jeopardising everything if you were to date.

couples fight. couples argue and yell and say things in the heat of the moment they don’t mean, causing unnecessary heart ache and tears. what if you break up? there is no way you could go back to being friends.

worrying about losing a lifelong friendship over a potential break up in a hypothetical reality where you and kai are dating seems dramatic — which it is — but it’s a valid fear you two share nonetheless.

so you’re just friends. best friends. forever.

every year you give the other a ‘wishing ticket’ for their birthday. one wish, to do whatever the other wants without complaining. that’s how you got him to tag along to the 12 hour ghibli movie marathon at the theatre, and it’s what he used to get you to sign up for an amateur e-sports competition with him.

you ranked 7th out of 10. kai saw this as a win.

“and what did you get your dear boyfriend?” yeonjun jokes, mischief glimmering in his eyes as he plops down next to you on the sofa. you needed a moment to wind down, watching kai joke and play some game with his friends from afar.

rolling your eyes you scoff at yeonjun, “none of your business, jun.” yeonjun faux pouts at you, throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer to him, “come on, tell me! i won’t tell the birthdayboyfriend, pinky promise.”

you shrug him off you, “i’m giving it to him later when we’re alone so it doesn’t matter.” the man’s eyes widen in surprise, a grin soon taking over his features, “ooooh, that kind of present—“

just when you’re about to hit yeonjun’s shoulder for even insinuating something like that, your attention is ripped away by the birthday boy himself, “y/n! can you come with me for a second?”

you’re in his room while the party for him is still alive and bustling outside, the music and chatter providing a nice white noise. kai searches for something in his pocket, pulling out the wishing ticket and shoving it in your hands.

“already? what, have you been plan—“

“i want a kiss.”

you stare at him, shock and surprise evident on your face while your heart is beating in your throat — out of surprise or excitement you don’t know.

“w-what? you have to be joki—“ he suddenly grips your shoulders and you’ve never seen this amount of determination in his eyes.

“i’m serious. i want a kiss for my birthday. that’s all it is. just…a measly kiss. nothing more,” he sounded so confident, like he had been thinking about this for ages, and it makes you dizzy.

is this really happening?

you swallow, nodding silently. his hands leave your shoulders to cup your face instead, and when you’re close enough to feel his warm breath fan your skin he takes a moment to just drink in the visual of you standing like this in front of him, about to let him kiss you.

he has to engrave it into his brain, because he doesn’t think he will get this chance again.

you’re best friends.

when his lips finally meet yours it feels like being hit by lightening; it’s warm and comforting and feels so, so right.

he pulls away too early for your taste, his eyes dropping back down to your lips and you’re sure he’s going to give you another one.

but he doesn’t.

instead he clears his throat, wipes his sweaty hands on his pants, “uhm..see? just a kiss. nothing..more.”

you nod at him, and you’re sure the disappointment is clear all over your face, because you can see the same conflicted look on his face.

“happy birthday. hyuka.”

↬part forty five — lamb skewers

↬watercolor

↬hwang hyunjin x reader | college au

you have a crush on him, he feels nothing. you'd do anything as long as you get to spend time with him, he takes it for granted. but even those who have feelings for someone can reach their limit, and hyunjin is the only one to blame.

a/n: i knowww it's taking me longer and longer to update wc but you guys already know what's going on in my life lol so i can only apologise and thank you for being so patient with me. the next part is supposed to be written so far, thankfully not as long as the last one 🥴 but you know me so it'll probably take me longer than usual to get done with anyway. once again my apologies and i hope you all enjoy! pleaseee let me know your thoughts on this<3

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mint chocolate shirt — track 8 : jake with that math rizz

SYNOPSIS. back in 2020, jungwon accidentally bumped into a girl, causing her mint chocolate chip ice cream to stain his crisp white shirt. with no time to change, jungwon had to go to his first inkigayo performance with a huge green circle on his shirt that his members constantly tease him for. now, two years later, jungwon bumps into you again, only this time, the mint chocolate chip ice cream stains your shirt.

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warnings: yeonjun being delulu, joke abt being homophobic (he’s not tho)

authors note: yeonjun and y/n are friends real!!!

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