Poly SKZ!Fake Texts - Texting The Group Chat To Ask For "help"

day 15 - pregnancy

stray kids

1.6k words

female reader insert

Reader x Seo Changbin

NSFW

🖤 warnings: lots of buildup, rowdy coworkers who can’t mind their business, fingering and such, the use of “mommy” but in the literal sense, this one embarrasses me 😳 🖤

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You shouldn’t be nervous, but here you are, so nervous that you’ve picked one hand clean of nail polish and are starting in on the other.

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seungmin: So when are we gonna tell them?

chan: Just give them a minute.

changbin and hyunjin: *Pulling on a door that clearly says push.*

can you pls make a fake text for skz where they're in a secret relationship with their idol!partner and their reactions to rumors about their s/o and another idol :)

Secrets and Rumors with SKZ

Pairings: OT8 (separate)

Warnings: fluff, slight angst if you squint, worried skz, sassy kings, you might be delusional

ITS FINALLY DONE!

I am so sorry that this took so long and I really hope you are still here to enjoy your request ㅠㅠ I’m slowly working through all of them so please bear with me!

husband!minho

✰ notes: third entry of my husband!skz series and as for who won the poll, it’s minho’s turn!! minor warning: sex is mentioned but nothing happened!! i hope you guys enjoy!! not proofread. DO NOT FORGET TO REBLOG, COMMENT AND LEAVE TAGS! thank you <33

chan （ lee know ） changbin | hyunjin | han | felix | seungmin | jeongin

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Husband Minho who asked, “Will you be the mother of my three kids?” instead of “Will you marry me?” on one random afternoon when you were both playing with his cats at his parents’ house. It served as his proposal and gave you a jingle ball because he didn’t have a ring with him at that time. 

Husband Minho who used to be a tsundere and nonchalant person but later changed into a fully affectionate bunny the moment he fell for you. 

Husband Minho who got emotional during the wedding day but tried to hold his tears back since it was expected that his friends would tease him later. He gave up eventually and cried when you slow danced with him at the reception. 

Husband Minho who teased you a lot but in a loving way. He tends to be a menace sometimes but it wasn’t bad. Your big baby just loves to play with you. 

Husband Minho who pretends to be annoyed when you ask for a kiss but deep inside he wants to smother you with all the love you deserve. Eventually, he couldn’t keep it to himself so he cuddles you with lots and lots of kisses. 

Husband Minho who spoils you with his five Michelin-star cooking skills and serves you high-quality food. He is the happiest when you compliment him and finish everything on your plate. 

Husband Minho who loves to drag you along when he goes camping and offers to take care of everything while you rest. He’d only ask for minor tasks from you to help him. 

Husband Minho who sends you weird selfies and cat pictures when you’re not together and says he misses you with the kids (his cats). 

Husband Minho who listens to your worries and gives constructive criticisms but at the same time he comforts you with the things you need to feel better. 

Husband Minho who loves to encourage you to do the things you want as long as it would benefit him and it’s not illegal. “The heart knows what it wants,” He said. “But let’s not go to jail shall we?”

Husband Minho who lets you burst out in anger while he stood there listening to everything. He’s not the type to baby you every time and will be civil when it comes to arguments knowing who is in the right and wrong. 

Husband Minho who will never allow you to sleep unless everything is resolved. He’d be sorry if it was his fault and be the cutest baby bunny that you can’t resist to forgive. This comes along with cuddles and kisses or makeup sex (if you’re both into it). 

Husband Minho whose love languages are acts of service, quality time, and words of affirmation. 

Husband Minho whom you swoon to over and over because of how handsome and cute he is. Never a day you’d miss complimenting him by which he’ll be all red and mushy from being shy. 

Husband Minho who got the interest of touching your butt out of his love and affection. 

Husband Minho who lays on top of you when he sees you lying down on your shared bed the moment he gets home because he’s tired and your presence makes him feel relaxed and secure.  He tends to bury his face in the crook of your neck. 

Husband Minho who is loud and dramatic in the most precious way. 

Husband Minho who never forgets important dates and will throw everything away just to spend time with you. 

Husband Minho who acts like a mother especially when you get sick and is stubborn. 

Husband Minho who is good with kids, and had asked you a few times if you want to have one with him but at the same time he doesn’t want to put pressure on your shoulders. He reassures that he can wait and doesn’t even mind if he spends his lifetime with you alone. 

Husband Minho who feels appreciated and loved when you tell him about the things he means to you and how much you are head over heels for him. 

Husband Minho who gets excited when you give him cat necessities. You wonder that he loves his cats more than you sometimes but he’d say you were equally receiving his love and affection. 

Husband Minho who doesn’t always say he loves you but rather says that you are his getaway from everything. It’s you and him against the world, nothing could replace you as you are his happy place and favorite person. The one who comes second after his cats and knows his priorities but you get the privilege. 

Husband Minho who loves you to the moon and back. 

Husband Minho who treasures you the most and the one he’d put first before everything. 

Husband Minho whom you’ll love for a lifetime, promised to never hurt, never leave, and never break his heart. 

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Pairing: Yang Jeongin x Reader x Lee Know

Warning: Ugh...sadness

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ONE | TWO

“How are you feeling today?” Minho asks you, sitting beside you on the couch that you've been sleeping on for the past week. He had offered you his bed, and he'd sleep on the couch but he was already doing so much in letting you stay with him, you couldn't put him out of his bed as well.

“I'm okay.” You breathe, smiling at him. “I really can't thank you enough for all your help and support over this past week. I don't know what I would have done… I still don't even want to look at him.”

“I just can't believe it…still that he would do that to you. It's so completely out of character for Jeongin to cheat. He would boast about how absolutely in love with you he was. It just doesn't make sense.” Minho says, noticing that today is the first day you didn't wake up crying.

“I guess you really can't trust anyone. I just wish he would stop calling me.” You groan, looking at the multiple missed calls and texts from him.

“Maybe that's what you need…I mean to talk to him.” Minho suggests. “Just hear him out, get closure and move on.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.

You did feel like you had questions that you needed answered, so maybe it wouldn't hurt for you to sit down and talk to him. However, you still had the question of if he would tell you the truth or not, and frankly you didn't have much faith in him that he would. You wished you were never in this situation, you wished you never would have said yes to the threesome because if you hadn't, maybe he wouldn't have felt the need to sleep with Chae afterwards and maybe the two of you would still be happy.

Maybe.

Your phone rings as Minho stands up, walking to the kitchen. Jeongin again. You take a few deep breaths, answering the phone with your most unimpressed voice.

“Hello?”

“Y/N.” Jeongin gasps. “Why haven't you been answering me? I've been worried sick.”

“Are you serious? Why would I ever want to talk to you?” You snap. “You're lucky I even answered right now.”

“Where are you? Are you okay?” He sniffles, you can hear his voice crack slightly, he sounds distraught. If only it hadn't been his own doing.

“I'm fine. I've been staying with a friend.” You say. You weren't about to tell him where, the last thing you wanted or needed was for him to show up whenever he felt like it.

“Can we please talk… this was the biggest mistake I've ever made, please Y/N.” He breathes. You can hear his voice quiver as he tries to hold back from crying.

“I'll come over. Just to hear you out.” You sigh.

“No!” He yells. “I mean, let's meet for coffee.” He says.

That was weird.

“Fine. Meet me in half an hour. At the shop we used to go too.” You say, hanging up the phone.

You got up off the couch, heading to the bathroom to start getting ready.

Not long later, you sat at a table, your iced coffee in hand as you watched people pass by the shop, Jeongin still not there. You glance at your phone, deciding to only wait another 10 minutes and if he didn't show up, then you weren't going to wait around any longer.

“Y/N.” You hear. You knew it was Jeongin, even when he sounded out of breath you knew his voice. You look up at the sweaty, red faced man walking towards the table.

“You're late.” You say, taking a sip of your coffee.

“I know I'm sorry, I got tied up.” He mutters, sliding into the chair across from you.

“Okay. So, say what you need to say.” You tell him, crossing your arms. You watch him struggle to find the right words that he wants to begin with. He knows he's already off to a bad start for keeping you waiting.

“I never imagined myself doing this to you, or anyone. I'm not the type to cheat, Y/N. You know that.” He says.

“Yeah I thought I knew that. Turns out I didn't know shit.” You snap.

“I don't know what happened…” He murmurs.

“Neither do I. Were you unhappy with us?” You ask.

“No! Not at all.” He says.

“Did you fall out of love with me?”

“No! How could I?”

“Did she drug you or force you into fucking her?” You ask.

“No she didn't.” He whispers.

“Well then I have no fucking clue.” You say. “What reason could there possibly be for you to do that?”

“I don't have one. And I'm not about to come up with some lame ass excuse for it. But I love you and I need you. Please give me another chance. Please.” He begs.

“I don't know… I really don't think I can ever trust you again.” You whisper. “You broke my trust… you broke me.”

“And I will spend the rest of my life trying to make it up to you. If you'll just give me one chance. Please. I miss you so much.”

If you were being honest, you missed him. You did still love him, for some reason. But you weren't sure if this was something you could ever get over. How could you trust him around anyone again? Maybe you could learn… You weren't sure.

“I want to agree. But I just don't know…” you trail off. “It's scary to think about letting you back in after that.”

“I will never do anything to make you not trust me again.” Jeongin tells you. He looks so pitiful, it almost broke your heart more to see him like this.

“I…” you pause, your phone dinging from a message. You open the text, from Chae, and tears immediately well up in your eyes. You look up at Jeongin as a tear slips down your cheek.

“So much for not lying anymore.” You sniffle. “Is it true?”

“What?” He asks, looking confused. “Is what true?”

“She's pregnant.” You murmur.

“Fuck sakes. I told her not to tell you.” He snaps. You look at him wide-eyed. “You knew?”

“That's why I was late.” He groans, letting his head fall into his hands.

“So you're here begging for me to take you back, when you knew she's knocked up with your kid? What the fuck, Jeongin.” You scream.

“it doesn't matter!” He yells. “I don't want anything else to do with her!”

“She's growing your baby!” You yell, your phone ringing again. “and apparently you've also moved her into the apartment.” You laugh.

Wow, this was all hilarious.

“Fuck you. Fuck you both.” You snap, abruptly standing up, knocking your chair back, heading towards the door.

“Wait!” He yells. “I know you don't owe me anything, but grammie…” He stutters.

Grammie? You loved his grandma so much, and you swore you were her favorite too.

“What about grammie?” You ask, turning around, trying to control your tears.

“She's…sick. She's been asking to see you… to see us. Please just go out to the lake house with me, pretend we're happy. It's one of her last…wishes to see… you.” He whispers.

You weren't heartless. You couldn't deny her, her dying wish. “When?” You ask.

“We'll leave tomorrow.” He says.

“Fine.” You sniffle. “After that, I don't want to hear from you again.”

The next morning, you're awake and packed, dreading spending an entire 4 days with Jeongin at his family's home. You loved his family, but him, you'd never actively hated someone so much.

“Morning.” Jeongin smiles as you climb into his car, setting your bag down at your feet.

“Hi.” You whisper.

“So you've been staying with Minho.” He says, beginning the few hour drive to the house on the lake.

“Yeah I have. He's been a really good friend to me.” You say, staring out the window.

“Are you guys fucking?” He asks. You whip your head around to glare at him. He grips the steering wheel, his knuckles turning white.

“No. But even if I was, I don't see how that's any of your goddamn business.” You snap.

“I just don't want you to move on.” He admits.

“I'm going to move on. Because there's nothing for us now. You're with Chae now. I hope you two have a long and miserable life.” You smile.

“But we're not together.” He says. “She only moved in because she's pregnant. I don't want her.”

“You sure wanted her when I came home to her riding you.”

“When are you gonna let this go?” He sighs.

“You act like this happened years ago and I keep bringing it up. It was not very long ago. It's fresh.” You say. “I won't let it go ever.”

The rest of the drive is spent listening to the radio, you didn't want to talk to him anymore. You would have much rather been in complete and total silence than utter one more word to him.

A few hours later, Jeongin pulls up the driveway of the lake house, and it brings up so many memories of times you spent with his family here in the summers, winters, and the fall. It makes you sad that things have come to this now but you were determined to make good memories this weekend, for grammie. You would put aside your issues with Jeongin, only for her.

“Y/N! Darling.” His mom yells, rushing out the front door to greet you. You smile widely as you get out of the car, wrapping your arms around her as she holds you closely.

“Hi mom.” Jeongin says.

“Yeah, yeah, hi.” she murmurs, holding you a little tighter. “How are you my darling?” She asks, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, bringing you towards the door.

“I'm good… but my bag.” You laugh.

“Jeongin grab her bag.” His mom yells, ushering you inside. “I made you snacks.” She giggles, bringing you to the kitchen.

“Oh my favorite! Thank you!” You smile, happily sitting down to eat.

The two of you chat for a few minutes before Jeongin comes in with the bags, huffing as he sets them down, coming to sit at the counter with you.

“Where's grammie?” You ask, glancing around.

“She's just resting. I'm sure she'll be up soon. She'll be so happy to see you!”

“What about me?” Jeongin asks, grabbing a few snacks.

“Yes, I'm sure she'll also be happy to see you.” His mom laughs.

“I'm always so left out when we come here.” He mutters, eating some more snacks.

“I'm just so glad you brought my Y/N back out to see me.” His mom smiles, grabbing your hand.

“Is that… is that my favorite girl?” You hear from behind you. You turn around to see grammie walking towards you, looking better than the last time you saw her.

“Grammie!” You grin. You walk over to her, gently wrapping your arms around her. “You look great.”

“I feel great!” She laughs, rubbing your back. She lets go of you, holding your hand as you both go back to the counter. She eats some snacks, tells you stories and laughs so hard, she doesn't look sick at all. You look at Jeongin, who avoids any eye contact with you.

“I'm going to run to the bathroom.” You smile, walking out of the room, Jeongin still not acknowledging you.

On your way back, you stop just before the kitchen, listening to the conversation. “Yeah we're really happy. I'm going to propose.” He tells them.

“You should do it on the hike tomorrow!” Grammie suggests.

You walk in, clearing your throat. “Hike? Grammie, are you sure you should be hiking?” You ask.

“Why wouldn't I? I've never been so healthy in my life.” She laughs.

“You're not sick?” You ask.

“No my darling, I'm the epitome of health.”

“Jeongin. Can I talk to you? In private.” You smile, heading towards the room the two of you always share.

He hesitantly follows you to the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He stands in front of you, his head hanging low.

“What the fuck is going on?” You snap.

“I thought that maybe if I brought you out here to see them you'd remember how much you loved me, and them, and you wouldn't leave.” He whispers. “I knew you wouldn't come unless there was a reason.”

“You're damn right I wouldn't have. And I stupidly came out here with you. I'm not staying.” You snap.

“How? How are you going to leave?” He asks.

You pull out your phone, dialing Minho’s number. “Hey, you okay?” He answers.

“No, I'm not. He lied to me. Please… can you come get me?”

“I'm on my way. Hang tight.” He says, hanging up the phone.

“Really?” Jeongin scoffs. “Minho?”

“Yeah really. I can't actually trust him. Don't talk to me anymore. Any chance we had at rekindling is completely gone.” You snap, leaving the room with your bag.

“What's wrong, darling? Are you not staying?” Grammie asks.

“I'm sorry you guys… I can't. Jeongin, care to explain or should I?” You ask.

He doesn't say anything.

“Jeongin cheated on me.” You say. “And I caught them. And then, when I told him I was done he told me grammie was sick and it was her last wish to see me.” You tell them.

They both look appalled, looking at Jeongin.

“Oh and the best part? She's pregnant. however she is known to get around, so whether or not it's Jeongin's is a whole other story.`` You laugh.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Grammie yells at Jeongin, smacking him upside the head.

You're on the verge of tears, you need air. You grabbed your bag, sitting outside while you waited for Minho to show up.

A little while later, Minho pulls into the driveway, and just before you begin walking towards the car, Jeongin’s mom comes out of the house after her and Grammie yelled at Jeongin the whole time.

“My darling girl.” She sighs, hugging you tightly. “I'm so very sorry.” She whispers. “If you don't want to forgive him, I don't blame you. But please, call me whenever, for whatever, or visit. Anything. We love you.”

“Thank you.” You sniffle. “I love you guys too.”

She lets go of you, waving to Minho before she heads back inside and yells at Jeongin some more.

“Hey.” Minho smiles as you get into the car. “What happened?”

“He lied. Grammie is fine. She's not sick at all.” You sigh. “I'm so tired of being lied to. Everything is just shit.”

Minho chuckles. “I'm sorry he lied. But everything is going to be fine.”

The last time you were told everything was going to be fine, it wasn't. Surely this time, though, everything would actually be fine?

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Hiiii I wanted to know if you could do, that jeongin calls the reader clingy so they distance themselves! If you could I would be sooooo thankful 💗💗

clingy

bf!jeongin x fem!reader. angst (and bit of fluff)

word count: 1.3k (i was inspired lmao)

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It’s been two weeks since Jeongin said that word, and you haven't seen him in just as long. You get it, he is very busy person with a lot of schedules; he is an idol, after all. It just… hurt, being called clingy by someone you loved so much, even if he didn’t mean to hurt you.

You used to start almost all the conversations, but you stopped doing it. There was this one time when you were going to send him a picture of a cat you found on the street, and when you were about to press “send”, you turned the phone off. You wanted to give him space, if he wanted to talk, he could just do it.

On the other hand, Jeongin was suffering just as much as you. He said it to you because he was under so much stress due to the upcoming comeback, training day and night. He remembered how your expression changed the moment the word came out of his mind. He instantly regretted it but it was true he needed some space.

That brought you both to this moment, not talking at all. You interpreted his words as "I need space," and he was silent because the guilt was killing him; he couldn’t find the right words to apologize. It was ironic, he thought pushing you away would make him more productive, but it had the reverse effect. He started making mistakes during practice because he couldn’t stop thinking about you, thinking about how hurt you must be feeling.

Jeongin was invited to a charity event a month ago, he was allowed to bring a companion and he chose you. You even bought a dress for the occasion. When you woke up you looked at the date, it was the event day. You sighed, not knowing what to do; on one side, you knew you were added to the guest list and it would disrespectful not attending. However, Jeongin was going to be there, and you couldn’t help but to imagine an scenario in which he would, once again, call you clingy for attending since it was originally his invitation.

You stared at the sealing for a long time, thinking about all the possible scenarios and what was the best thing to do. “Fuck it” you said out loud, and started getting ready for the event.

It was half past eight and you were already in the backseat of the uber, wearing that beautiful dress with an expensive perfume (that Jeongin loved) on. When you arrived you left the car and walked towards the front door.

Once inside you didn’t know what to do. You looked around and saw people who were dressed as fancy as you for the occasion talking with each other. You felt ridiculous just standing there so you decided to go to the bathroom, you didn’t need to but it was the only thing you came up with. After asking where was it, you headed to it.

On your way, you saw Jeongin talking with the other members, you had a side view so if you were fast enough he would notice you. However, you kept staring at him for a few seconds. He looked so handsome in a tuxedo, you were dying to be in his arms, to kiss him. Suddenly, he turned his head and you catches his eye. He was shocked, he wasn’t expecting you. He couldn’t believe how pretty you looked in that dress, he didn’t make a move, was totally frozen.

Jeongin and you lost in each other eyes, it was like if time stopped, like if you were the only ones in the room. He took a step in your direction, making you come back to your senses. You got nervous and walked quickly to the women’s bathroom, Jeongin wanted to catch you but you got lost in the multitude.

You lied your hands in the bathroom sink as you exhale deeply. You raised your head and saw yourself in the mirror, you started to count your breathing trying to calm down. Your phone vibrated and you took it out of your purse with shaking hands. As you feared, it was a text from Jeongin asking where were you. You read it through the notification bar, so he wouldn’t know you opened the chat.

You spent a few seconds staring at the screen without knowing what to do. You gulped, put your phone back in the purse and came out of the bathroom. Outside, you moved your head in both directions making sure Jeongin wasn’t there. You went to the balcony which was far from where you found Jeongin.

There, you walked to the railing and rested your elbows there. You felt your how a breeze of air hit your face and hair as you were looking the beautiful night sky full of stars. You remembered that time when Jeongin took you to a planetarium, you missed him so much even though he was in the same place as you.

“Y/N” a familiar voice called you, it was Jeongin. You didn’t want to look at him again, but you couldn’t help to turned your head. This time, you looked at the floor instead of him.

Jeongin kept waking towards you until he was in front you. You didn’t say anything, still not looking at him. You both stayed in a deadly silence for a moment, the only thing you heard was people chatting inside and the wind.

“Hey… it’s been a while” he said nervously. You nodded slightly with you eyes now seeing his shoes. “So… how have you been?” he asked, trying to hear your voice, the one he missed so much.

“Fine” you replied. You close your hands into a fist and started squeezing them hard, feeling how your own nails stabbed your skin. “I’m sorry, coming here was a mistake, I don’t know what I was thinking” you took a step to the right in order to leave and avoid him.

Jeongin didn’t want you to go so he grabbed your waist with his left hand, making your heart stop for a second. “Stay… please”. His right hand went to your cheek and made you raise your head. You were now looking at each other, and in that moment you realize how much you really missed him. His face started approaching to yours as he closed his eyes, you close your too. You felt his lips against yours. Almost by instinct, you moved your hands to his hair, playing with it as he kissed you.

“I’ve missed you much” he finally said after separating his lips.

“Me too, Innie” hearing you say his nickname made his heart twitch. He smiled at you with sadness.

“I’m sorry” he said. When he saw you were going to reply, he kept going. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I was suck a jerk. I love it when you act clingy, I love it when we cuddle, I love it when you hug me, fuck, I love you.” with every word that came out of his mouth, you felt how you heart was beating faster. “I’m sorry for not saying this before, I just couldn’t find the right…”

You cut him off with a passionate kiss, taking him by surprise. “I’m the one who is sorry, I knew you were stressed and I kept pushing and pushing…” you whispered.

“No! It’s my fault being an asshole” he interrupted you. “You are the best girlfriend I could wish for, you didn’t deserve that… please… forgive me”

You smirked at him, “I forgive you, silly” you gave him a peck in the lips “I love you too much to be mad at you”.

Jeongin smiled once again, but no with sadness this time, his grin was the one you loved so much, so bright. He kissed you again, and again, and again. You spent the rest of the night together. Happy to be in each other side again.

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Words: 1.2k Pairing: Chandler Bing x Reader

Prompt: “I love you” “I wish I could believe that”

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You have managed to get off work early today and are on your way to Chandler’s apartment to surprise him and enjoy an evening together now that he’s back. He had been in London with most of your friends for Ross’ wedding. You and Phoebe hadn’t been able to go because Pheebs was very pregnant with the triplets and your boss had decided to be a bastard and hadn’t allowed you to have some time off to go to your friend’s wedding. Because of this you haven’t seen your boyfriend for a good week and you have missed him terribly. It is amazing how in just three months you two have become closer than you already were before getting together. Being with him makes you so happy, like you have never been before; it makes your days easier. You feel like you can tackle any problem that comes your way because he is there for you, and you are there for him.

That is the reason why you are basically skipping on your way to the apartment, and when you get to the building, you take the steps two at a time before stopping in the hallway in front of the door of number 19. You can hear muffled voices coming from inside and you quickly realise it’s Chandler and Monica talking. You are on the verge of opening the door and entering when you hear your name being mentioned in the conversation.

“Look, Mon. Y/N must never know what happened in London. It would break her and ruin our relationship.” you hear Chandler say, “And I don’t want that.”

“I know, it was just a stupid mistake. A drunken one night stand, nothing more.” comes Monica’s reply, “I came here to make sure we were on the same page, that’s all… I guess I better get back and start unpacking because it’s driving me crazy. I’ll see you at dinner with the others, then.”

“No, I don’t think so. Y/N and I were thinking of doing something together tonight. We haven’t seen each other for a week and we want to enjoy some time alone.” says Chandler before adding, “I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Monica turns around, opens the door and finds you there, as still as a statue.

You haven’t been able to move an inch since you’ve heard what they were talking around. You could only think about what they had said. A stupid mistake. A drunken one night stand. Those two sentences are the only things that occupy your mind, but you can’t believe it, you don’t want to believe it. Yet, it somehow makes sense. You always considered Monica to be absolutely gorgeous, much more good looking than yourself. She and Chandler have always been very close, and to some their relationship was more than a mere friendship. God, when you met them the first time YOU thought they were a couple. Of course they were attracted to each other, and it was just a matter of time before they hooked up. That’s what you had thought when you first met them, but then you fell for Chandler, he invited you at a Rangers’ game and the two of you started spending more and more time together, until you fell in love. At least, so you thought. Now you aren’t sure, you don’t know what to think or feel. Monica’s “Oh shit” when she had opened the door shook you out of that kind of trance you have been in.

“Y&N? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at work?” Chandler says when he sees you.

You feel a knot forming in your throat and you can’t form any words. You just feel like crying, you want to crawl into your bad and forget everything that happened in the last ten minutes.

You don’t want him to see you crying, so you decide to turn back and leave, but before you can do that Chandler grabs your wrist and begs you  “Please, let me explain. I’m begging you, Y/N.”

While Monica leaves closing the door behind her, he guides you to his BarcaLounger and let you sit there while he paces the floor. You could hear him mutter curse words under his breath.

“You heard everything, right?” you simply nod, without looking at him. “There’s no excuse for what I did, but I can tell you I was really drunk and I regret it so much. You have no idea how I wish it never happened, that I had just gone to sleep like I had planned. But then Monica came to my room and was visibly distressed. I wanted to comfort her and things got out of hand. I’m so sorry, you have no idea how sorry I am.” he says, feeling like crying.

You finally find the words that have been escaping you since you heard him talking with Monica.

“I can’t believe you did something like that. With Monica of all people. You cheated on me with one of my best friends. I really don’t know what to say, I can’t find words to express how betrayed I feel right now. I can’t even look at you, let alone think about forgiving you.” You are fighting back the tears you feel falling down your cheeks. “I thought you were different from the other guys, but I guess you are all the same… I don’t really know what to do with you. I thought we were doing fine before you left for London, but obviously something wasn’t right.”

“No, everything was perfect. I fucked up. I fucked up badly. It’s all my fault and I’m so sorry for that. I know you don’t want to look at me right now, but please don’t leave me.” he says.

You have stopped fighting your tears and are now silently crying. You need time to think about it, time to consider your feelings and what’s best for you. Deep down you know you love him too much to leave him, but maybe it’s for the best.

Taking a deep breath, you collect yourself, wipe away the tears with that back of your hand and finally look at him.

“I can’t do this right now, I need some time to think things over. I’m not sure what I want to do, so don’t ask me. I think we should take a break from seeing each other.” you can see he’s coming up with a joke about Ross and the we were on a break thing, but you give him a death stare and tell him “You’re in no position of making jokes. Joking about it will only make it worse.”

He looks defeated, as if he just realised how much he messed it up.

You get up from the chair and look at him. “Don’t try to contact me. I’ll be in touch when I’m ready to talk. I’ll see you then.”

He simply nods and you walk toward the exit. You’re at the door when you hear him speak.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry. I love you.”

“I wish I could believe that.” you say before leaving.

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Dear Christopher,

-> Pairing: Ex!Bang Chan x Reader

-> You write a letter to Chan one year after he breaks up with you, asking questions you wish you had answers to before he left.

-> heavy angst, bit of smut

I thought love was everything I needed. You said it was everything we needed. I believed it. Truly did. Because even if everyone likes you, even if I am everyone, everyone is not me. They don't get to see you when waking up, they don't get to touch your face like I wish I did, don't get to hold your hand or look into your eyes when we were dinning - that, I wish I did too. I'm just realizing that I might as well be just everyone, don't you think so too?

"I will love you, to the moon and back."

Was your trip to the moon too short that it did not last long? Was trying to reach out for the stars too tiring? It wasn't even what I asked for...

I met you on a sunny day, remember? I bet you do, because as much as I want you not to, so I can blame you, I know you do. You're just like that, so perfect that it's actually hard for me to write this letter. I want to point at your flaws and scream and screech at that blank, virgin piece of paper. But I can't. It holds too much meaning to me. I still have it. Why do I still have it? Ah, seriously...

So yeah, we met on a sunny day. I think it was holidays? At least for you. Those are rare aren't they? You were nobody, walking down the street. No holy glow, no charming or alluring walk. Just you, your cap and your way too baggy black clothes. I wasn't sucked it, did not look twice at that strange man covered like a person would if walking in Netherlands. And you came to me and told me a weird pick up line with that accent of yours that made me think about what you said twice just because I couldn't comprehend it. I wouldn't have answered if it wasn't for your giggle. You were giggling. Giggling for God's sake. What man giggles in 2022? But you sucked me in, just like that. With those charming dimples. Suddenly, the ocean wasn't enough to quench my thirst, no weight was heavy enough to hold me down and no colors was enough to paint you and picture you just like you were that day. It was so overwhelming I wish I hadn't met you, that day. I was a blushing mess (I still am when recalling that scene), my hands were sweaty and I was feeling dizzy. How dare you sounding so pretty? Because yeah, you made me realize that a sound could be pretty too. I fell in love for the first time in my life. I fell when I met you.

We met later. You were late. I did not think much about it. I am not one to care for those kind of things. Still am. How could I known it was a telltale sign? How would I known? You asked me questions about myself. You were the first to actually make me feel like an interesting person. Is it fool? I don't know. But I loved telling you about my life. You always hear, you always listen. I love that about you. I could have told you about how I saw an ant carrying another ant, how funny I thought it was, and you could have laughed like you were here to witness it, like it was actually funny. I could have told you about this really sad movie that I watched a few days prior and you could have scrunched your face and furrow your eyebrows as if you were trying not to cry. I could have told you about that stain on my table that I just can't clean and your fingers would have itched to do it for me. I fell in love a second time. I fell when I got to know you.

And then you left. I appreciated spending time with you. I appreciated the way you asked me if you could hold my hand. Just by that I could tell that your mother was a lovely and respectable person. I appreciated the way you were always trying to find something to do. I did not care about that suffocating thing covering half your face.

"I wanna see you do plenty of things so that I can know what you like and what you doesn't. I wanna get to know you when you are surprised, sad, happy, delighted. I wanna fell in love with every facet of your personality." you said. Was what you found not attractive enough? Was it not enough to keep you entertained, Chan?

Then you told me you had to leave. I hoped it wasn't just a summer fling. But you asked for my number, and we talked even after you left. Even in my sleep I was thrilled about waking up and reading your text in the morning, can you believe that? Who gave you the right to take my heart hostage and to care for it? Your texts were sweet, your voice in our weekly phone calls sweeter. And those pictures of landscapes even more. Got me thinking about how I wanted to be by your side. How I wanted to watch this sunset with you, how I wanted to hold your hand and kiss you until I can't breathe.

We never kissed. I regret that. I despise that. But maybe it is because we weren't meant to. And yet, in the darkest of night I was thinking about how I wanted to be next to you. How I wanted some warmth, some love. How I wanted to trace your body with my tongue. How I wanted to hold your hands while I'm making love to you. For the first time in my life I was horny. I wanted you to fill me up, to caress and to touch. I wanted to feel your fingertips on my body, to feel you fingers in my private part, to hear your whispers in my ears as you are delicately rocking my body. For the first time in my life I was a stranger in my own body. Touching and trying to please myself just like you would do if you were there. How funny, I'm sounding like a perv.

But you slowly started to disappear. Photos getting blurry. Texts getting shorter. Phone calls getting rare. Affection being yearned for.

And then you told me that you could no longer be with me. And that's when I fell in love for the third time. I fell because I realized how our one year relationship meant to me. You took everything with you. After that, the sun rays were burning flames, the smell of coffee was suffocating, the laughs of people was defeating, my thoughts were deadly.

You got me thinking about me. About I could would have be if I never met you. A happier version of myself. Confident and proud. But instead, you got me thinking about what was wrong about me. Was I not enough? Were my quirks and habits too weird? Was my voice and my laugh repulsing? Was my body disgusting? You got me dreading looking at my reflection, you got me dreading meeting new people. What if they didn't like me? What if I was not interesting enough? What if I was too loud? too obnoxious? too silent? too shy? too quiet? to weird? too ugly? too clingy? too distant? too mean? too nice? What if I was me? What if they didn't like me?

And I hate myself for saying this, because this is not all your fault. I was insecure before meeting you. But you gave me a taste of self-confidence, and it was like drug, addicting. But it was a you thing. The way you made me feel like we were on top of the world. You took it with you. I don't know how to go back to my old self.

I hope that one day I will heal feel again. But for the moment I will try.

It's been a year now. I still love you. I'll never love someone like I loved you. But you'll never love me like you love music. And I respect that. I only found out a few months after our break up that you were a world wide star. Mask and cap be damned, your voice is one that I can't forget. I think I understand now. Why you left. And again, I respect that.

I love you. We could have talked about it

I love you. If only you had told me

I love you. I'm sorry you didn't feel loved enough to tell me about your job

I love you, I wish you just told me why you left

I'm sorry. I should have try harder.

But maybe I was just that. Maybe I was just everybody. I'll try to forget because I genuinely wants to see you happy. Maybe one day I'll thank you for helping me growing up as a person. Maybe one day I'll tell about my first love to my friends. Maybe one day I'll write you another letter and write:

"And one day, your name didn't make me smile anymore."

To Bang Christopher Chan

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