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a/n: i kinda cried while i wrote this, so hopefully you guys cry while you read this... i got the inspo from another fic i read on like wattpad, i think.. i hope it’s sad enough... enjoy the angst xx

warnings: mAJOR angst, one swear word, it’s actually kind of really sad, fluff at the end so...

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4 months. It has been 4 months since you last saw Tom. He left to film Cherry in Ohio, leaving you back at your shared home in London. At the beginning, Tom stayed in contact with you, calling everyday to tell you goodnight or how much he missed and loved you. Slowly, though, he began to call less and less to not at all. You didn’t blame him. He was filming a movie in which he starred in, after all, but it still negatively affected you.

After weeks of not getting any texts or calls from Tom, you finally received a text from him saying “soon.” You lit up. Tom was coming back, back to you. There’d be no more nights of your silent sobs and cuddling with his pillow.

But when was “soon?” Soon could mean one more month. It could also mean one week.

You checked your phone for any other notifications from Tom, but the single worded text was the only thing you received. No “I miss you” or “I love you” sent.

You shut off the light to your shared room, scurrying into the comfort of your bed. Placing your phone onto your bedside table, you closed your eyes, not in the mood to cry yourself to sleep that night. 

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The door clicked open. You heard shuffling headed towards your room. Another click. His scent. It filled your senses and tears filled your closed eyes. You felt the bed dip under his weight, and he laid beside you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. It smelled so real. It felt so real.

What a cruel dream, you sighed sadly to yourself.

You could feel every line of his abs and curves of his muscular arms. You could even feel the gentle kisses he was placing to your hair. Tears ran down your cheeks and a silent sob left your mouth. A warm finger wiped them away.

“Open your eyes, darling, I’m here,” his voice filled your ears. It sounded all too real. Your mind was playing a pitiless joke on you.

“You’re not here. You’re just a figment of my imagination. It’ll only hurt more if you open your eyes, Y/N,” you cried out loud.

Tom eyed you with pain. You looked so fragile, so weak, almost like an empty shell. You were holding onto the edge of a cliff, close to falling. He hated that he brought this pain upon you. He hated that he didn’t stay in contact with you as he promised.

“I’m real, love, I’m real. I’m right here. You can touch me. can’t you?” A pleading tone in his voice, hoping you’d open your eyes to see the truth.

“I wish he were here.” you sobbed, tears rapidly running down your face, “I miss you so much, Tommy, it’s so hard to be here without you,” you sniffled.

“But I am here, Y/N/N, you just need to open your eyes,” Tom’s eye began to water, hearing the pain in your voice.

You could still smell and feel him. You assumed you were cuddling with his pillow like always. His scent must’ve started this torture.

You tried to push the pillow away from you, still half asleep. The pillow wouldn’t budge, though. If anything, somehow the pillow was moving closer to you and gripping onto you.

“Please just open your eyes, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” you heard his voice whimper.

Finally, your eyes fluttered open. You looked up, eyes locking with his new buzz-cut hair. Your eyes slowly trailed down, reaching his face. Your hand moved from its position to poke him on the cheek. The skin of the area dipped.

He was here. Right now. Back with you.

“T-Tommy,” you said breathlessly.

“I’m here, love, I’m here,” his eyes softened when he saw relief wash over your features.

You sobbed into his shoulder, “I missed you so much. I-I felt so alone for so long, but you’re here now.”

“I missed you, too. I’m so sorry, love, I didn’t mean to hurt you like this. It’s all my fucking fault,” he groaned, frustrated with himself.

“It’s not your fault, Tommy. You didn’t know this would affect me like this. I’m sorry for overreacting.”

“You didn’t overreact, my love, your reaction was perfectly understandable. I’m never leaving you here alone ever again, alright?” Tom said seriously.

You nodded, too busy breathing in his scent and relishing in the fact that he was back. For so long, you held onto his pillow, something that never satisfied your sleepless nights, but now, with Tom back, everything was as it should’ve been.

“You know I love you, right?” Tom’s groggy voice spoke into your hair.

“I do, and I love you, too.”

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╰┈➤ Broken Pieces

ꕥ Pairing - jungkook x fem.reader

ꕥ Genre - Oneshot, unrequited love, sad lil story

ꕥ Word Count - 378

ꕥ Warnings! - None...

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You're his best friend, he needs you, he's your best friend you need him. But he needs you a little more, to clean up after him and fix his messes. It's always been like that even when you were kids, so you're used to it. You’d never get tired of helping him because it was him after all, you loved him with all your heart, and you'd do anything for him. But he was always getting hurt and falling in and out of love with everyone except you. You were okay because even if you couldn’t have him, he’d always run back to you for help, to pick up the broken pieces. It’s selfish of you and you know it is but you just hoped he’d fall in love with you even a little so you could feel what they felt even if you’d get your heartbroken in the end. You just hated how you could never run to him about your problems because all of them lead back to him. The jealousy you felt because every other girl could break the heart you wanted to have so bad. The heart you’d never break because all you’d ever want was for him to be happy for him to know his worth. Or how they got to feel his touch and the vulnerability that came with it. How you only watched from the other side of the bar as he’d disappear onto the dance floor with some girl who caught his eye. How thoughtful he was even if they clearly didn’t deserve him. You wanted to feel it, but you were stuck being his best friend and even like he said, “There’s no one like you, you always pick up my pieces and never ask for anything in return. Y/n you know I love you for that I’m lucky to have someone as selfless as you by my side.” He loved you but you know he didn’t love you like he loved her, and it sucked cause you did everything you could to be just like her but that never mattered. Your job was to pick up his broken pieces so he could be the happy boy you loved to another girl, but the girl would never be you.

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Short little sad oneshot before we dive into Don't Fall in Love and to also make up for pushing the release date back. Don't Fall in Love comes out January 17th stay tuned and ask away for anything you guys want me to write! Hope this isn't too sappy promise I'll hop on the fluff train soon enough lol. ♡ Vynnie