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Quick fast (heavy wheels)

Characters - biker/racer!Jungkook X reader (f) Genre - drama, angst and a tiny bit of fluff. Word count - 2.1k Warnings - suggesting in some parts but no actually written smut, JK smoking, a bit of an abusive ex but not for long. Summary - Red, Yellow, Green and race. Who’s going to be faster? My bike or the heart that beats for you? Author’s note - This is one of my wattpad stories written in another language that I translated, I hope you like it! Excuse my mistakes. ^^ Red

I adjust my helmet.

Yellow

I take a deep breath trying to calm my racing heart.

Green

I speed up and let the adrenaline fill my veins.

The race finally begins.

I speed up and ferociously pass all the participants. The road is a little steep, but I’m too engulfed with the sensation of pleasure to feel anything. I focus on the road, already feeling the sweet nectar of victory.

Passing the last participant, I start accelerating even harder, leaving a big cloud of dust and sparks behind me.

I see the victory line in front of my eyes and without fail I cross it. I abruptly stop the engine, a lot of coloured dust being thrown into the air when I pass the finish line. After some time the rest of the participants arrive, but the only thing they can see is my winning silhouette and the writing on the back of my jacket "Jungkook 7" gold letters engraved on the matte black material.

I take off my helmet and get off my bike immediately being surrounded by a sea of girls who are stopped by the massive guards who were making sure things go according to plan.

The crowd screams my name, and the envious faces of my competition make me feel like a king raised on a pedestal.

I love victory.

“Good race Jeon, another day reminding me why I am your manager.” Kylo says patting me friendly on the back, his smile showing me how satisfied he is with my victory. “No need to worry, as long as Jeon Jungkook has hands and feet, victory will flow like a river.” I say confidently. “Good, that's the spirit, don't let anyone get to your ego. Go and rest now, champion.” He waves me goodbye and holding tightly my helmet I go towards my locker hearing the girls scream for me “I love you, Jungkook! You're my life!”, “I'll do anything for you, Jungkook, please look at me!” I wave and smile at them and their screams start to ring out even louder. Entering the locker room, I am greeted with unpleasant looks by some other competitors. “I see you've done it again, Jeon. I'm sure next time you won't get away with it.” says my biggest enemy, Sung. “If I was interested in your story maybe I'd let you at least get close to me during the race, but you like to eat my dirt anyway.” Sung holds up his fist ready to punch me, but he’s held back by several people that are around. “We'll see, Jeon. Someday you'll bite it and I'll be the first to laugh in your face. I'm gonna come up to you, punch you and make sure I'm gonna mark your prince face forever.” I roll my eyes at him and walk past them knowing they can't do anything to me, I'm number 1 here and anyone who messes with me would have serious

Problems to deal with. I quickly throw my sweaty gear in the closet, get in the showers and wash away my sinsfor the day.

By the time I step outside the place is enveloped in silence. I go towards my locker to see my street clothes neatly folded there. I get dressed quickly, step outside where I am hit by the cold air and see parked just for me, my beautiful motorbike.

I get on it and begin chasing through the silence of the night.

I love the feeling the wind leaves on my skin and the blood pumping through my veins the moment I start accelerating.

But my bliss doesn't last long when a red light appears in the dashboard and spoils all my plans. I'm out of gas… I have to stop, however the bad luck doesn't last long and I see a gas station in front of me. I stop in a drift, then park quietly and start to fill up my tank.

Around me the atmosphere was calm, after all who comes to a station in a near deserted place, in the middle of the night? I close my eyes, tired but filled with satisfaction.

I wait until the tank is full and then I go in to pay, the cashier, almost asleep, jumps up when he sees me. I immediately throw a pile of money on the counter and ignore the cashier who started calling for me because I've given him too much money. In a rush I am outside and lighting a cigarette, I take smoke filling my lungs with nicotine.

I'm ready to take one more, but a distant scream catches my attention.

I throw my cigarette on the ground and put it out with my foot and with slow steps I walk towards the place where the sound is heard.

I pass my bike and a little further in the distance I notice a female figure being pulled abusively hard by someone. “Let me go!” my feet started getting faster all of a sudden. “Shut up! You draw attention towards us.” The man starts pulling the women more towards him “ I don’t care! Get your hands off me!” I get so close that the girl's back makes contact with my chest, my hand wrapping around her waist. “What problems do you have with my girlfriend?” The man finally stops and I raise my eyebrow at him. The lost girl looks up at me and I almost lose myself in her big, glossy eyes. “Why didn't you tell me you found someone else? Is it that hard to talk to me?” His hand was still gripping the poor girl's arm disgustingly tight so I pulled her towards me and held her tighter. “I asked you a question, what's your business with my girlfriend?” He finally gets the sign, clearly becoming intimidated by my presence, maybe even the fact that I was a head taller than him and much more muscular, not to mention that the biker outfit made me look even more threatening.

“Sorry dude, I didn’t know she found someone else” “Get lost before I run over you with my bike” The man raises his hands in defense and walks away, figure disappearing into the night.

I look at the tiny girl I was still holding and ask her if she’s okay. The girl peels herself away from me, rubs her arm, which subtly turns from red to purple, and looks at me once again with the same enchanting gaze. “I'm grateful, thank you. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here.” “Who was that guy, do you know him?” I ask curiously. “Yeah…my ex…” “I think he has a hard time understanding that if you’re asking me.” She laughs at my statement leaving me mesmerized by her beauty. Without wasting more time I stretch out my hand to her “My name is Jungkook.” “Y/N, glad to meet you” She reaches out and I gently take her hand in mine, but instead of shaking I bring it closer to my lips and leave a kiss on the back. Y/N giggles and smiles even more brightly at me. “Wow, what a gentleman we have here.” “Then can a gentleman like me drive a beautiful girl home?” I don't usually make such proposals to anyone, especially girls I meet randomly on streets, but something about her makes me dive even deeper, she was alluring. “I'd be delighted.” with her arm linked to mine I show her the way to my bike. “I didn't know that's how I'd get home.” she sais while I place my helmet on her head. “What, you don't like motors?” “I couldn't say I dislike them, but I much prefer the person who rides it.” She winks at me and climbs on the back of it, her body sticking to mine, hands clutching tightly at my waist. Her touch lighting a flame inside me.

“I hope you're not afraid, because I don't know the term brake, speed defines me.” “Don't worry, I like the taste of adrenaline too.” She whispers seductively in my ear, sending shivers down my spine, and without hesitation I start the engine. …

Once in front of her house, I stop and let her get off. Y/N takes off my helmet and hands it back. “Thank you my “two-wheeled” knight for this wonderful ride.” “Anytime, my lady.” Y/N moves dangerously close to me and in a second I feel her soft lips caress mine, gently running her bottom lip over my piercing, I don't stop her, instead I catch her lips in a deep kiss.

After a good few minutes, I let go of her, we exchange numbers, and I watch how she goes inside her house. Once I'm sure she’s in I lean my head back and with two fingers touch my slightly sore lips. I smile like an idiot and place my helmet back on, the smell of her perfume still lingering in it. I set off on the road again and once I reach my house, I throw myself on the bed and remember my victories of the day. After all, I was lucky I stopped at the gas station. … Time flew by quickly, my days were spent sleeping and resting my bones, and my nights were spent dominating the race course and a woman named Y/N.

I considered myself an even bigger winner than I was before. Victory after victory later consumed either in my bed or hers, a story ripped from the fiction books. Lying in my way-too-familiar bed, with a cigarette between my lips and a woman dear to me in my arms, only city lights lighting the room.

Y/N's slender fingers touched the tattooed skin of my arm, occasionally tracing the lines with her fingernails. “And when did you say your next race was?” I turn my head towards her, Y/N smiles seductively at me and moves closer to leave a kiss on my lips, her sweet aroma mixing with the taste of tobacco.

“Tomorrow, wanna come?” I put out my cigarette and lean down to leave hot kisses on her bare chest. Her hands tangle in my hair tugging it gently. “Am I invited?” she asks while playing with the strands of it “You always were. When you're out there and I see your face in public, I feel the desire to win even more.” “I don't think winning races makes you feel like a winner anymore, I see you want something more.” she says with lustful eyes, while her hands start tracing my back. “You're right, now I need you to make me feel victorious.” My hands slip under the sheet and begin to caress her naked waist gently. “I'll be there, as usual.” “Good choice, I do need you.” “Now or then?” she asks and I look deep into her eyes. “Always”. And with that our lips join again in a new night of passion. … Red, yellow and …Again…I wait, this time even more impatiently for this race to start.

My hands are tightly placed on the handlebars of my motor, ready to accelerate and take, once again, the face of the suckers I was playing with all along. A tough game where a sweet victory awaits at the end is about to unfold.

Green Once the lights turn a shade of green, I turn the handlebars and start the race first, my wheels spinning like never before.

I turn my head shallowly and lock eyes with Y/N for a few seconds.

On her a jacket in the same matte black and in front of it engraved a large gold number 7 followed by the initials JK.

Pushing my way along the winding roads, but untouched by any other competitor, I make my way through the crowd of obstacles.

Seeing once again the familiar finish line I lean forward a little and cross it in a rush without any problems. I stop my bike in a spectacular drift, but in a second the atmosphere changes.

Instead of hearing voices calling my name and seeing the wave of coloured dust, I am knocked off my seat and kneeled down.

“Jeon Jungkook, you are under arrest for participating in illegal races, you have the right to remain silent because anything you say can and will be used against you.” In front of me two female feet stop, I feel my helmet being taken off my head and I look up, my breath raging and my heart pounding in my chest. In front of me are displayed the same sparkly letters "7 JK", this time the jacket unbuttoned and under it a shiny police badge.

“I’m so sorry, Jungkook.”

That's what she tells me before turning around taking both my helmet and my heart with her.

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a-cutie · 6 months

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Characters - idol/bf!Jaehyun X gf!reader (f)

Genre - drama, ANGST and a tiny bit of fluff I think. Word count - 5.9k

Warnings - suggesting/mentioning in some parts but no actually written smut, alcohol consumption, failed relationship, break up, thoughts of cheating but not actually happening, mentions of other members, made up characters.

Summary - He was everything for you, but you meant so little to him.

Author’s note - I use he, she and you A LOT. :)) Honestly, I don’t know how to feel, it’s my first time writing Jaehyun ff’s (I used to write on wattpad though, but not for him, also not in english so excuse my errors). If you read this let me know if you liked it! Enjoy ^^

Laughter filled the empty room, just a normal saturday with your boyfriend, the remaining empty cups of ramen and the scattered utensils were on the table, while you and Jaehyun were sharing drinks and laughing remembering past memories. Since Jaehyun had his comeback it’s been hard for you to keep up with each other, but now all his time is upon you. “Do you remember when we were out with Yuta and Mark and we locked them outside the car so we could kiss? That was so funny!” You let out a heartfelt laugh meanwhile he just looked with adoring eyes at you, getting the stray strands of hair out of your face. “You’re so beautiful” he said and for a second you stopped and looked deep into his eyes, the eyes that held all of your memories, all of your love, they were shining bright, just like stars, and all of the love they held was for you. His face came closer to yours, warm breath fanning over your lips “I really want to kiss you right now”, his hand gently grabbed the back of your head in case you wanted to slip away, but you didn’t have any intention to do so “What’s stopping you?” and with your words of approbation he closed the gap between you two. His lips moved slowly, he just wanted to show you all the love you deserved, soon his hands started making their way down your body, stopping at your hips “How about we continue this in the bedroom?”.

…

A ray of light erupted through the window directly into your face, making your nose scrunch, you wanted to turn around but heavy hands stopped you from doing so, you smiled. His fingers started moving ever so slightly letting you know that he had no intention of letting you go. “Good morning” you whispered to him, just in case he didn't actually wake up, but when you felt light kisses being placed at the nape of your neck, you knew he was more than awake. “Good morning to you too, beauty”. His voice was low and raspy, it sent shivers down your spine. “What’s the plan for today?” you asked, finally facing him. “Hmm” a sight escaped his lips “I have work today, I need to go practice and I still have some more recording to do”. “Some new song?” you asked curiously, slowly rubbing his cheek with your thumb. “Yes, it’s for my solo, today is the perfect day since I don’t have that much of a busy schedule”. Jaehyun let you go and got up, he did a little stretch, got the scattered clothes off the floor and went into your bathroom. Having a relationship with an idol was not easy, and since fans didn’t know about you two, things were even more complicated. You started dating around two years ago when you met by accident on the streets of Milan, it was surprising that fans still haven't found out about your relationship . Probably all thanks to the fact that you work from home and have your own apartment where he can come over when he pleases. Indoor dates were always fun, and when you got sick of the walls you lived in, you went to their dorms or to very private places so people wouldn't recognize him.

Of course, having Jaehyun as your boyfriend made the outside meetings thrilling but stressful, it was worth it though since you loved each other, right?

After the shower he kissed you one more time and left. You laid back into the soft mattress and let out a sigh, you should get working too.

…

Arriving at the practice room, Jaehyun was greeted by his members and without wasting too many seconds they got to work, practicing for future concerts and stages. After hours of intense dances they were finally done, it was already late but he still had other things to do, he got home with his members, showered and left again to the studio, this time, so he can get his solo done.

He looked outside the window of the car at the city lights, somehow they were shining brighter tonight, his phone lit up when a notification popped up, it was you. “Yuno! How was your day? Are you still going or did you finish?”. Jaehyun smiled, he loved when you called him by his real name, so you did it all the time and almost never referred to him as Jaehyun. Truth to be told he was Yuno, your boyfriend, when he was with you, not the idol Jaehyun. And for you it made a big difference. Yuno was calm and had a goofy side, he always made you feel safe. Yuno knew how to make you laugh until tears of joy came out, he’s always taking care of you and showing you love, meanwhile, Jaehyun? He was stoic and almost like a block of ice, he loved fame, his career and his fans, you too, but not as a priority, while Yuno would drop anything for you, Jaehyun would drop everything for his career. In the beginning it was frustrating since Jaehyun was at his side almost every time, it was tough to crack him because he was perfect. But now things have changed, he learned to concentrate on career while on stage and on you at home. Everything was in perfect harmony.

“I still have to record some lines for the new song, I will be done late today so I won’t come over, you should eat and get some good sleep, I bet you are tired too”, “Already in bed, hope your recording goes well, take care. I love you!”, “Love you too!”. And without knowing, he arrived. “Let’s get this done”. With a sigh and heavy legs he made his way inside the building. The studio was pretty empty, just some staff and an unknown person in the corner. “You ready, Jaehyun?”, he cleared his throat “As always”. “I hope you don’t mind, but a new trainee came in, she would like to watch if you don’t have anything against it.”.

The girl rushed to get up and greet the male “Hello, my name is Yuna, I am a trainee and I will debut soon under SM. I hope you don’t mind me here, I will be quiet and just watch. Thank you very much!” she bowed 90° in front of Jaehyun. “I don’t mind it, just don’t interfere with my work.” And there it was, the stoic Jaehyun was back. Yuna fastly nodded her head and sat on the couch again with a big grin on her face. Jaehyun only took a glance at her before getting in and doing his best.

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A few days later, Jaehyun was in the same place again, the studio room. Today should be the final day of recording, and tomorrow he will start shooting the MV. The last days were hectic for him, practice, photo shoots and late night recordings. He sipped his 3rd Americano for the day, even if it was 11 at night.

Next to him was Yuna, the trainee who he couldn’t get rid of. She was like glue, if it was practice they would meet in the hallway, if it was photo shoots she would miraculously appear there. He was tired from everything around him, but her presence made it even worse. “We will start a bit late since we found some problems with the cables and it will take a while to change.” a staff member announced. Rolling his eyes, Jaehyun let his head back and spread his arms on the back of the couch. Yuna looked at him, admiring his beauty. “Even after the hard program, he still looks astonishing.” she thought. She wanted to reach him, to touch his soft skin, to get the hairs out of his face, but she stopped herself. Jaehyun felt some eyes and he averted his gaze on her “Is everything okay?”. His low voice made Yuna feel things, and the lazy but intense gaze of his made her a bit uncomfortable. “I was just wondering, don’t mind me”. Jaehyun sat straight and raised a brow at the girl. “It’s like you are following me around, you know. I always see you, how do you do this?”. Yuna felt embarrassed, her cheeks lit up a bright shade of red “I think it’s just a coincidence, I’m not trying to stalk you, I’m sorry if I made you uneasy.” Now Jaehyun was intrigued, his annoyance turned into curiosity when she saw the girl fidgeting around trying to find excuses. He looked upon Yuna who completely turned herself away from him in embarrassment. “She’s pretty” he thought. She was pretty indeed, after all she was an idol to be, probably the type who will have a lot of fans. Her face was small, a mole under her left eye, long and jet black hair covered her back, and her figure was slim but still had some decent curves. She was so different from you.

“It’s okay, I was just curious about how you got everywhere I was, but I’m not mad, you probably just want to see how the idol life is like, right?” even if it was the wrong answer Yuna still nodded. “It’s tough from what I see. I hope I can make it.” she finally let herself a bit loose, and Jaehyun did too. They continued speaking for what seemed like an hour. Yuna was entertaining to him, she was like a mystery that was about to get solved but also felt far away from the answer. He felt like she didn’t show all of her emotions and maybe half of her words were lies or maybe she was just trying to doge the topic? Nevertheless, she had something alluring to her eyes, or maybe it was the way her hand rested on his thigh that got him thinking like this. At that moment he didn’t know, but the Jaehyun in him surely wanted to see more of her.

…

Good days have passed since Jaehyun and Yuna met, and since the last recording day she was in his presence continuously but this time he didn’t mind it as much.

After all he still was the same Yuno to you, meeting when he got the time, having conversation over text when he couldn’t, sending you flowers and food and visiting you for some moments of sweet pleasure, like right now.

You were lying in his arms, naked, after all the intense activities that took place. He was whispering sweet nothings into your ear while you were playing with his hair. “I am so happy to be here tonight, it’s been a while since we last spent time together.” his lips were kissing your neck gently “I missed this, you know. Work has been hard for both of us and moments like this really make it worth it.” “Hmm, how about another round?” he whispered, hands going lower and lower, but before you could accept his phone rang. “Damnit, I have to take this”. He answered and just in a matter of seconds he was putting on clothes and leaving through the door. “I really have to go, sorry” he said before running out, leaving you in bed.

You knew it was this job, you knew it was probably important, but you felt jealous and sad, because Jaehyun would take over Yuno and leave you in a blink, were you really that insignificant to him?

You didn’t want to cry, but oh you did. Things were hard for you too, but you didn’t push anything away like him, you always made time for both work and him, you tried to understand that his job wasn't as easy as yours, but you just couldn’t be on his side this time, you were slowly getting fed up of all the running and hiding behind closed doors.

In the meantime Jaehyun made it to the studio just to see Yuna and the staff worried. “Is it all gone?” he was desperate, someone accidentally erased all of his hard work. Some songs he wanted to release, some songs he put heart and soul in, it was all gone now. The staff left to see if they could salvage something out of the broken drive. Jaehyun gripped his hair in frustration and Yuna, since she was the last one left, felt the need to console him. “I’m so sorry, I was here to record for the debut and all of a sudden they said your songs were gone.” She put her arm on his shoulder and slowly embraced him. And he let her. Maybe it was just because he was stressed, or just wanted comfort, but when her arms wrapped around him, he didn’t feel as uneasy anymore. Yuna hugged and calmed him down, but her heart was twisted “He smells like women perfume”, your perfume to be exact.

Maybe it was all because he came in a hurry and you were just on your way to a friend's house, but despite the time and place, you still gave him what he wanted. Or maybe because his hands unbuttoned your blouse and the perfume stuck to him in the hurry of getting you to stay. Yuna didn’t know this, but she felt angry and jealous, after all the time spent together, she thought they had something special going on.

“Everything will be fine, you will see” she said as he slowly backed away, their faces only centimeters apart, the girl wanted to close the gap so badly. Looking into her eyes, Jaehyun almost lost himself to the temptation, still fired up from the mind blowing sex he had with you, and pent up with the frustration of losing his songs, he almost gave in. If it wasn't for the staff that entered the room that made them peel apart, he’d probably go as far as taking her instead just to relieve the stress. Now it was time for his mind to go foggy with realisation, was he just about to cheat on you?

He couldn’t believe that he almost slipped so bad. The staff and the members knew about your relationship and words spread like fire in the industry. What if his actions would’ve had consequences? The staff would see them kissing, or even worse, next they tell another staff member, and in the end words would spread their way to the members ears, and probably to yours too after that. What would he do in that situation? What if you go out and tell the world about everything? His career would be doomed, and probably, without even starting, Yuna’s too.

“We saved them, thank God!” but Jaehyun was still unresponsive, he was about to risk both his career and a healthy relationship for a girl he only met a couple months ago, he felt sick to his stomach. He thanked them all while still in a trance and left without a word, he needed a drink, a strong one, just to let his mind go of the thoughts of you and Yuna.

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With a drink in his hand and his head clouded, this is how Jaehyun spent the last four days. After the incident he avoided Yuna at all cost, but also avoided you. No more texts, no more calls, he was ashamed, ashamed that this mind could think of another woman after you gave everything to him. “I have no idea about what’s with you, but you need to get yourself together” his roommate, Jungwoo, said. And he was right, after all nothing happened, and in his drunken self he thought “What she doesn't know, won’t hurt her”, replied the boy blankly. With the help of Jungwoo he got into bed ready to start fresh tomorrow, you were probably worried about him, and Yuna should keep her distance after getting ignored for so many days, right?

Morning came pretty fast and Jaehyun was ready to make it alright again. He texted you apologizing and telling you that he will drop by yours later today to explain the situation, packed some things, took a shower and headed to the gym to clear his head even more. He was lucky that at practice he didn’t see Yuna. Night came really soon, and even though it was a bit late he still made his way to your house. Knocking on your door, with a huge bouquet of flowers in his hands and some take out in his hand, he was greeted by you. “Come in” you said in a monotone voice. You put the flowers in the vase and the food on the table, in the meantime Jaehyun just looked around, not daring to say something. He missed you, clearly, but deep down he knew his actions hurt you. “Let’s eat”. You were tired, work was hard today, meeting after meeting, your boss on your head to finish the papers and now the boyfriend you thought you had decided to finally acknowledge your existence. “I’m sorry, I know you are upset and probably wonder why I haven’t talked to you these past days”. Humming, you just ate in silence, letting your boyfriend try to talk his way out. “I was busy with work and things got a bit heatted, I lost myself for a second” you felt a bit bad. He worked hard and tried his best to do things with you, but it was the first time he ignored you like this, and it hurt you. Did he really haven’t had the time to at least send you a message once in a while so you know he is doing good?

“Please say something” he pleaded, you were annoyed right now, all you wanted was peace and quiet. Letting go of your fork you inhaled deep and looked him in the eyes “Did you really have no time for me?”, “No! Of course I have!” he got up ready to defend himself and you followed, now fired up even more than before. “All I wanted was for us to be happy, I am trying to keep us together, but only me, you on the other hand, I don’t know.” you raised your voice. “I am trying too! You know I am busy, it’s not the first time I don’t respond or write to you!". But you couldn’t care, you were in the mood to fight for what was left in this relationship of yours.

“I know you were busy! I don’t ask you for more than 2 minutes, this is how much time you can spare for me, or at least tell me "Go to hell” or something, so I know I exist for you!”. “You are…just, fucking impossible. I am already trying as hard as I can to make this work between US!” said Jaehyun, pinching the bridge of his nose and turning away from you.

“He turned his back to me, who does he think he is” all type of emotions were running through you in the moment, pent up anger of Jaehyun not spending time with you, work over work over work, tiredness, and in the heat of the moment you just said whatever came to you “Just…Get out!”

This is how the argument ended, and what surprised you even more is that he did, not even a glance back, he got his jacket and left you standing there, processing what just happened until bottled up emotions got the best of you and hot tears spilled, his words and actions cutting a deep wound into your heart.

…

Once Jaehyun was out of your house he felt gushes of guilt wash over, maybe he was just over-dramatic, he wanted to make it right with you and instead he made it worse. He wanted to drink again, to take his mind away and let his body fill with alcohol, but he couldn't, and as good as karma works, he had to rush to the company to discuss some other things. And if that was not frustrating enough, in the room, seated on the couch was Yuna. At that moment Jaehyun wanted to disappear.

“What’s wrong this time?” said Jaehyun, visibly frustrated, Yuna hopped on her feet right when she heard his voice, she was wondering why was Jaehyun avoiding her, it actually pained her a bit.

The staff explained that it’s not about his activities as an idol, this time it was about Yuna. She saw Jaehyun working so hard on his songs that she felt motivated to write her own ones, for the future. The problem was…she didn’t know where to start. So she asked around to see if help would come her way and when Taeyong recommended Jaehyun for starters, since their taste in music was also similar and he could use a bit of practice too, she was on cloud nine and made her way through thick and thin to reach him.

On the other hand, Jaehyun, upset about the fight, didn’t really want to take any part in whatever Yuna wanted to obtain, but when she approached him with puppy eyes, big and glossy, something inside him snapped and like that he fell in her trap once again. Her words were like honey “Oppa, I know you are busy and have so maaany things to do, but could you help me just a bit, I promise I will reward you very well”. If in his mind was Yuno, not Jaehyun, he would probably think she was cringe and would just deny her requests. But the idol part of him wanted a bit of revenge and for now her temptations could work wonders against someone else, you.

“It’s the perfect plan!” Jaehyun thought. He would let you cool down and spend his time helping Yuna instead, and you would get jealous seeing them spending time together. Then he will do his best to make it up to you, and let you know that you can trust him and he will never break your heart. From a distance, it was the perfect plan, but in theory anyone (but him) could see it was just bound to be a BIG fail. “Sure, I will help you” said him without second thoughts this time. Yuna jumped from happiness, she was getting what she wanted.

…

For you this was hell.

Yet another night with you wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, wiping your red nose. You were what people would call a wreck. After the argument, Jaehyun didn’t try to reach you anymore and the news you got about his whereabouts were mostly from his members. They didn’t know you two fought, well…apart from Haechan, but he wasn't much help to you anyway.

Sniffing once more, fresh tears rolled down your face, you hated everything right now, you hated him (not really). Was it that hard for him to try to understand you too?

You would let anything down for him, plans, friends, work, heck, even family if it was interfering with your relationship. It was not because you were crazy over him, you loved him, sure, but he was your first boyfriend, first love, kiss, your first everything, and you didn’t want to let go of your story with him. But sadly, in a relationship, you can’t force love, it should equally come from both parts for it to not be toxic.

Your mind was flooded, was this really the beginning to your end?

You didn’t want to believe it, so you decided to take matters into your own hands. If he doesn't want to come your way, not even meeting you halfway, you would come after him yourself. With that you were determined to find Yuno in Jaehyun once again.

…

On Jaehyun’s side, he was actually pretty happy around Yuna, and it was a bit messy since he

slowly started to forget about you, the problem was, he didn’t know it yet. “How about, I am really curious about you, the same goes for you

This is enough, a chasing game

Can't stand this attraction and curiosity “ asked Yuna.

“It sounds nice, and I feel like it has a hidden meaning to it, you can add it.”

Yuna was pleased as well, all of Jaehyun’s attention was on her in the last few days, but even though she tried to sneak a bit under his skin, the tough shell of Jaehyun was really hard to crack. She didn’t stop here, no, Yuna was determined to get more and more of his attention, and surely she still had a few aces down her sleeve.

“I never thought it was this hard to write lyrics, I just assumed you put everything you want on a piece of paper, but it's more than that.” Yuna scooted closer to him just to observe his reaction. “You actually have to put some heart into them to turn out the way you want.” said her with a honey like voice, her hand placed close to him,she observed how he was not tense like past times, now he didn’t even feel her hand almost touching his. “Well, songs are not just made by heart, they also contain a small part of yourself, a story that you want to transmit to the fans.”, “Is that so?” now her head was resting on his shoulder, looking up with doe eyes at the man. Jaehyun didn’t notice until he felt one of her fingers caressing his hand. He tensed a bit then and tried to move so he could get away from her, but Yuna was persistent and their cat and mouse game continued till they reached the end of the couch.

“Oppa, I have a question for you.” The man didn’t dare to look at her, he knew her way too well already, the intense gaze, the dark eyes filled with mystery, it made him feel dizzy. “Is it more important than your songs?” said the man gulping down the knot in his throat. “Yes” Jaehyun inhaled, putting down the pen and paper he was holding. “Ask away then.” “What’s your type? In a woman I mean.” The atmosphere around them became really dense all of a sudden, “What type of question even is that?” thought Jaehyun, taken aback by her sudden boldness. He needed a second to think about that. “What’s with this question?” he got up from the couch letting out a nervous laugh. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable”, Yuna wanted to curse herself now, maybe she went on too fast, it was too early to ask this type of questions and she didn’t want to get avoided and ignored once more, especially since things were working wonders in her favor . Eager to repair her mistake she just started spitting apologies after apologies, saying how dumb she was and that her words were not said with bad intentions.

“Just, forget about it.” Jaehyun said, going towards the door, leaving the young girl alone. He felt suffocated because of his thoughts. Yuna knocked some sense into him with her question and made him think that maybe whatever he was doing was wrong. That only happened for one reason, though. The moment she asked his answer was one and only one, “you”. That’s what he wanted to tell her, and what disturbed him was not the fact that “you” meant Yuna, it was the fact that “you” did not mean you anymore.

…

More days went by, and now your relationship with Jaehyun was, to say, a bit delicate. You started talking and seeing each other again, but it was odd, something changed after your argument and you couldn’t figure out exactly what. Home dates become just you and him sitting across the couch, barely speaking, dinners were quiet as well, the flaming fire you felt when he caressed your skin was now just an icy touch. You still tried pushing through, when he was busy you would visit him, and when he came over you would not be against anything he wanted to do, even if it was tiring you fought for love, a love whose flame seemed extinguished a long time ago.

Even now, kissing around your chest, whispering words into your skin. It just didn’t feel the same, everything felt distant, all the emotions that were once engulfing your body vanished. You felt like crying, eyes wide open, staring into nothingness, you felt empty. “I love you” that’s what he said, but you couldn’t bring yourself to say it back, you wanted to, so much, but it was like the words got stuck into your throat. His touch felt stray, his kisses burned your skin, this was not love anymore, you knew it, because you saw it.

You saw the woman that clouded his mind.

A few hours ago, he was busy again, of course. You just wanted to make him something to eat since it was getting late and you knew he didn’t have lunch. Bringing the bag with freshly prepared food you strolled through the hallways of the building until you arrived in front of the door, upon opening it you were surprised to see your boyfriend having company. At first it was awkward, sitting on the couch while they were working on making music, but then you started seeing things you wished you would never see.

At first it was the laughter, then her hands who sneakily found their way all over him, after it was his glance, he looked at her just the way he used to look at you, when you both started to fall in love, the same flame that vanished from his eyes when he looked at you was now for her.

It hurt you.

The man you claimed you loved was not yours anymore. And so you left, trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall, he didn’t even acknowledge your missing presence, until it was too late, you were already home for a good minute. But he felt bad and after he finished his work he left in a hurry to your house.

And there you were now, him on top of you, but instead of loving you he was imagining it was her. He wished deep down it was her with him instead of you, he wished he could kiss her, touch her, love her more than he loved you. You knew it too, you knew you drifted apart, you knew he saw her whenever he was with you, it was clear now, whatever love he had left for you faded away with the thought of her.

But things change, and so do you. You were like a star, at first you shined, you were warm and bright like a white dwarf, catching his gaze wherever you went. But now you are just a replacement, and white dwarfs get dimmer and dimmer until they eventually stop burning and go dark. Stars like you live fast and die young, detonating as supernovae, completely disintegrating themselves in the process. And that happened to you too, and the reason was a man you loved, a man you thought you would spend an eternity with, grow old and have a family with, a man named no other than Jeong Jaehyun.

As night went dark and he went fast asleep next to you, this time not holding onto your body for warmth, you felt numb, part of you still wanted to make it work, but it felt pointless now. You let silent tears stream down your face, cuddling your own warmth, you needed to put an end to this, it was too much to handle for you.

…

The bright light of morning was accompanied by heavy rain, it was like the weather was crying for you as well, crying for a love story that was about to fade.

Sitting silently at the table, with a cup of tea in your hands, blankly staring outside the window, shifting noises were heard around your apartment. Your boyfriend was finally awake. “Good morning” he came down, no shirt on his body, only a pair of shorts. You looked at him, oh how much your heart ached, you felt drunk, suffocated by his presence. He looked at you wondering what was on your mind, but he didn’t dare to ask because he had an odd feeling deep inside him, uneasiness. “I have to go, work will start soon.” but you still looked through him like he was made of glass. He got up, showered and dressed, he was ready to leave once again to see her, he was eager. Letting go of your cup you went up, hands resting on the table, head hanging low. How can you prepare for a moment you thought will never come? Tears were threatening to fall once again, you heard him grab his keys, it was time. The time to destroy what you built all these years. “I’m sorry” you sobbed. He turned to look at you right before exiting, wandering what took over you. He softened when he saw your state, empathy taking over his heart. “I just…can’t do this anymore.” Hesitantly Jaehyun took a step forward. “I tried. I tried so hard to make it work. But I can’t, not anymore.” He started getting anxious, but deep down he knew this was the end. “Don’t say this…” “This is the right choice, you know it too” you sobbed. “It’s not true, it’s not the end for us, we are way too deep to end it here, I will not let you go.” You scoff looking away from him. “I think it’s a bit late to fight for us now, to fight for this “relationship” or whatever you want to call it.” you said, biting your lip, trying to stop your emotions from spilling. “Do I mean nothing to you?”. You just couldn’t believe it, after everything he had done, what was left of him was just audacity. “You meant everything to me. It’s me that meant so little to you. Even now, when we are falling apart, you still claim that I wanted nothing but the worst for you.” Shaking your head, you wiped your tears. “I’m sorry for this but it’s the end of us.” You both exchanged glances one last time. “I’m sorry for relentlessly giving you every piece of me. I’m sorry for loving you so much that I tore myself for you. I’m sorry but my heart is broken into pieces, I paid my price for being with you and now I have to let you go.” He turned without a word, his hand shaking on the door knob. “I’ll never forget you, thank you for letting me love you Jaehyun.” and with that he left, the door closing loudly behind him, the echo ringing in your ears.

This was it.

The last time you will see him. The last time you will hold him. The last time you will call him yours.

Because in the end, the Yuno you loved, only loved you like Jaehyun would.

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