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0313 (c.b.g.)
pairing: choi beomgyu x reader (no prns used)
genre: fluff, angst no comfort, lovers to strangers
wc: ~600
cw: /
synopsis: the three times choi beomgyu told you he loved you.
notes: listen to heather by conan gray while reading!
thank you to flo (@tsukette), cherry (@staranghae), & lav (@sunny-reis) for beta reading!
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the first time, it had been backstage during one of his rehearsals for a play he was about to star in. he was the main lead. you were friends with the female lead. he mentioned before she was soobin’s cousin— or was it taehyun? he got the role after weeks of practicing with you and auditioning with clammy hands. you remembered being so proud of him when he skipped over to tell you, hugging him excitedly as he lifted you from the ground and spun you around.
he had his earbuds in, youhad looked over at him trying to figure what he was listening to, though you never got to find out. nirvana, perhaps? you knew he liked their songs. he caught you staring at him. it was embarrassing for you, but he didn’t mind. he simply gave you a soft smile, mouthing those three words to you. you thought you were imagining things.
the second time, it was after that very rehearsal. he did so well. to celebrate, he took you on a walk by the han river. “that’s so cliché,” you muttered teasingly upon seeing where you were headed. “pardon me for being a gentleman,” he retorted, giving you a kiss on the head. you caught a faint scent on his clothes, and you smiled, knowing it was about to be your new reason to steal his clothes.
he liked stopping every now and then to take pictures of the sunset, and you liked stopping during those moments to take pictures of him. he caught on soon enough, and laughed loudly, but didn’t bother resisting it. he then pulled you by your hand to his side, pressing his forehead against yours. “y’know i meant it, right? i really do love you”
the third time, it’s after exams. he’s walking you home, as usual, with one of his earbuds in your ear and the other in his. he’s wearing his black hoodie, and his scent is stronger than ever. it isn’t the one you normally recognise on him, though.
he sits down by the fence, dragging you to sit down next to him as well. he smiles cheekily, before he continues to talk mindlessly about his day, but the winter breeze sending the whiffs of perfume in your direction reminds you of what you have to do. you steel yourself before speaking.
“beomgyu, we have to talk” his cute little frown appears, “why, what’s wrong?” you sigh, “please just admit it.”
…
“what do you mean?” “beomgyu, i’m not stupid. i see the way you act around her, and before you interrupt me, you can’t use the play as an excuse anymore, it’s been four months. even when we’re together, your eyes wander to her direction. when we talk about your day, it always manages to include her somehow. hell- beomgyu i can even smell her on you!”
…
“but i love you”
your vision blurs. you can’t see his face anymore, “no you don’t, beomie.” you’re shaking your head. he looks at you pleadingly.
…
“but i do…”
“no, beomie, you don’t. please don’t make this any harder than it is.” you’re standing up, “i’ve made this decision long ago, and i’ve made my peace with it.”
you bend down to give him a final hug, but before he can even process your actions,
you leave and never look back, not even when he calls for your name again.
the two times choi beomgyu told you he loved you, he meant it.
the third time choi beomgyu tells you he loves you, he lies.
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