Why We Broke Up (angst, fluff)
Anonymous: hello! can i request for a jaebum scenario where his ex (Y/N) and him met again after few months disappearing and their feeling started growing again. sorry for bad english!
Title: Why We Broke Up (Jaebum)
Genre: Angst, Fluff
A/N: Asfghj! Jaebum is just so hot and cute and beautiful! He bias wrecks my list on a daily basis! Enjoy!
p.s. I’m using photos instead of gifs for now because I’m away from home and the internet here isn’t all too well.
i said i’d be using photos but look at this! credits to the owner, please message me so that i can put your username.
Backspace. You click it again. Type something up then repeatedly press it. Backspace. You do this for a good thirty minutes, staring at the big white screen then at the empty mug beside it.
You remember the past months where your fingers used to rapidly type on the keyboard, words and stories would flow out of it and your friends and teachers would nod in awe and appreciation. You remembered when he used to fill the empty mug beside your laptop. When he used to massage your back. When he used to cover your face with tiny kisses, whining for you to go to sleep.
Tears escape your eyes, slowly trickling down from your cheek to your shirt. You don’t bother to wipe it. You’re alone anyway. You remember that night. Jaebum had come home late and he had also forgotten the date he had promised you. The date that had you ordering water over and over again, annoying the staff. The date that had given you time to reflect on things. And when Jaebum came home, you exploded. You couldn’t help it. He couldn’t either.
You called him irresponsible. He called you a nagging clingy girl. You called him shit. He called you bitch. It was a tennis match of insults and anger. Both of you knew the words spewing from your lips were words to regret. Both of you knew but none of you stopped until he said, “Why did I even have to date you in the first place?”
It sent a metallic taste in your mouth as anger, hurt and sadness boiled inside you. You threw the nearest thing–a picture frame–beside you, “Get out, Im Jaebum! Get out!”
He huffed at you, holding back the tears and pleas, and slammed the door shut.
Your sobs have increased, drawing in sharp breaths from you as you failed to compose yourself. Your fist wipes your tears as you mutter stupid over and over again. It’s been months but you haven’t really gotten over him. Backspace. Backspace.
Jaebum hums as he looks down at the list of groceries he had to buy for the dorm. He contemplates whether avoiding meat for a week would do good for them or not. Without looking he reaches for the nearby carton of milk when he feels fingers graze his. Jaebum turns to look up and sees you. Suddenly, all of his worries had disappeared, replaced with the pacing of his heart. Even after five months, you still made his heart go jumbled along with his thoughts.
“Sorry,” Jaebum speaks up first, giving the word a double meaning. You only shake your head and give a small smile, “It’s okay.”
I want you back. I miss you, you wanted to say.
Both of you just stop and stare at each other, the past replaying in each other’s eyes. The two years filled with good and bad memories. The relationship both of you missed so much.
“I, uh, have to go,” you nervously bite your lip as you slowly steered your cart away, hoping that he would do something to make you stop.
“Y/N,” Jaebum speaks out and you try to make it less obvious that you were more than happy to turn back to him.
“Can we…can we be friends?” Jaebum spits out and your heart doesn’t know whether to crash or to leap with joy.
You sceptically looked at him. You missed him. You missed the sound of his laughter. You missed the forehead kisses he gives you. You missed every inch of him. Still, can you and him be friends?
You shrug, trying to look casual when you’re actually excited and all, “I guess so.”
“Cool.” Jaebum hides his excitement too, biting his cheeks to manage his face muscles that were threatening to stretch his lips into a grin.
“Well, uh, see you around, friend…buddy!” Jaebum awkwardly says and raises his fist, passer-bys looking strangely at him. You laugh at Jaebum’s loss of composure and his heart flutters just by seeing you smile and hearing your laugh.
“See you, sometime,” you smile, leaving with your cart, forgetting the carton of milk. It didn’t matter anyway, you could buy someday and maybe bump into him again.
Jaebum waits until you’re clearly out of sight before jumping and raising his fist, “Yes!” He couldn’t help but think it was two years ago again.
It’s been a month since both of you started becoming friends, surprising a number of friends. Your writer’s block has melted already sending your fingers flying across the keyboard again. Jaebum and you would spend a lot of walks outside and movie nights on Fridays. Life felt much easier with him around. Both of you were learning ever part of each other like they’ve never heard of it. Each information was sacred. Your favourite colour, his favourite book, favourite music…It was like two years ago when both of you barely knew each other, awkward spaces filling in the gaps.
Still, even with all the positive outcomes with your friendship, one couldn’t help but accidentally recall the past. One of you might actually blurt out that time when they were on a date at the amusement park or when you the place where you both had your first kiss…first ‘I Love You’s. It was inevitable and left you to the uncertainty of being together again. The fear of why you both broke up, coming back to haunt the two of you.
“Where are you going?” Jaebum says as he lies down your bed while you stare at your figure on the mirror. You were wearing a light blue dress and smelled like lavenders when Jaebum arrived. He quizzically looked at you and arched an eyebrow.
You sigh as you reapplied and erased a lipstick, “My friend set me up for a blind date, Jaebum. Try new things and see other people, she said. And…well, he sounded, um, ideal.”
Jaebum fell silent. Was he too late? Have you actually moved on? His heart clenched at the thought of you in another man’s arms. Your smile dedicated to someone who’s not him. Another guy doing the things he used to.
Jaebum couldn’t let you go, he was too selfish to do so.
“Don’t go,” Jaebum sat up and stared at your reflection, your lipstick goes up, marring your cheek.
“What?” you wipe the lipstick with the back of your hand.
“I said don’t go, Y/N.” Jaebum stands up and you feel your heart go wild at the serious Jaebum.
“I like you too much, Y/N. I love you and I miss you and now you’re going to leave me,” he says. “And life’s so difficult without you, you know. No more laughter, no more smiles, no more sounds of the keyboard. No more you. And all I want to do is just hold you and just kiss you. I don’t want you to disappear. I didn’t…didn’t mean what I said a while back.”
You felt like that too. Empty without Jaebum. He seemed to bring colours into your life. And you missed him so so much. You still loved him, your heart aching at the thought of him. You drew in a sharp breath, “I know.”
“Y/N, don’t go.” Jaebum holds your wrist and you sink into his touch.
You closed your eyes and sighed, kicking off your heels to the side, surprising Jaebum, “Fine. What do I tell him? That I’m sick?”
“Yeah…” Jaebum grins at you. “…with chicken pox?”
“Perfect.” you smile and Jaebum immediately envelopes you into a hug, burying his head into your hair, inhaling the lavenders.
His forehead meets yours, both of your breathing intensifying, “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I mean it. It’s shitty without you. I don’t want to ever let you go again.”