toxic situationship: non-idol!martin x reader
WARNINGS- slight angst, kissing, lmk if i missed smth
ps: LWK LONG, i didn’t expect to to be this much sorry guys🫰
In Which~ Martin is the most popular guy in school. And You're the most popular girl in school. Everyone knows you belong to each other. You both have been on and off the past year and you want something Martin doesn't seem to be interested in. Labels.
It’s been a couple days since you last spoke to Martin.
You can’t lie and say it hasn’t been hard.
Not a night has passed with dry eyes.
You blocked him, yes but you fight with yourself internally not to click the unblock button.
You feel like you might’ve overreacted. Maybe give him another chance? You know you shouldn’t.
But of course it doesn’t seem like it fazed Martin at all.
The day after you both fought you saw his story of him posted up with his friends and a few girls at parties that he would usually invite you to.
But truthfully, Martin is a wreck.
Two days without each other is a new record for you both.
Usually, he goes out with us friends every night. But the day you saw his story, he actually only stayed for an hour. Leaving his friends disappointed.
‘Bro what’s up with you?’ His friend laughs.
‘Don’t tell me you’re all upset abt yn.’ Another chimes in.
‘Dude. Let her go already.’
He can’t help what his heart feels when he sees you talking with another guy.
He can’t stand when he sees you laughing with someone that’s not him.
Why does he act like he can find another you when he knows he can’t?
Why does he do this to himself? To you?
He doesn’t understand why he can’t let you go like his friends tell him to.
Normally he’s just messes around with a girl or two and move on.
But it’s so damn difficult when it comes to you.
Martin Edward’s was actually in love.
And not some one night type of thing.
Like letting everyone know, marriage, kids.
Despite his feelings, he’s too afraid to admit it.
He doesn’t want to be the one hurting if he expresses his sincerity and gets shut down or if you leave him.
Why does he do this to himself? To you?
Martin runs his hands through his hair frustratedly, sighing as he falls back on his bed.
“I gotta do something…something..something..” He repeats to himself softly.
They were right. You can’t let your guard down now.
You’ve let his stupid actions get past you for years and you’re done with it
The next morning at school, you walk to the front with Ian.
It’s crowded with friend groups. Including Martin and his bandmates.
When you see him with his spiky blonde hair and those stupid bug eye sunglasses it’s like your conversation with your friends and yourself completely went away.
Ian follows your eyes and sucks her teeth,
“Yn!” A disappointed pout appears on her face.
You softly laugh, turning your attention back to her.
“What?” You already know what she’s gonna say.
She pushes you softly, about to scold you when Wohnee and Haerin walk up to the both of you.
Wohnee and Haerin give you both a hug as the bell rings loudly. Signaling passing period.
The students begin to file inside.
Haerin tugs your arm, “Cmon, we’re gonna be late.”
You four travel together inside when you hear a familiar voice that makes your heart sink.
“Hey! Yn!” Martin calls out, passing through everyone just to get to you.
You look over at your friends, they all shake their heads.
You don’t look at Martin when he falls in by your side.
“Hey..you look pretty today.”
Martin is starting to get a little desperate. He tucks your hair behind your ear, trying to make you look at him but all you do is look down.
He chuckles softly, knowing you’re ignoring him.
“Baby..please talk to me. I miss you, let us talk it out.” He softly begs.
You smile to yourself, feeling yourself giving in and about to respond when Ian speaks up.
“We really gotta get to class..”
The four of you steer the other way, leaving Martin alone and obviously upset.
You sigh out of relief, looking at Ian. “Thank you so much.”
Despite the relieved sound in your voice, you really wished you got to talk with him.
Later at lunch, you four sit at your usual spot in the chatty cafeteria.
You guys claimed this spot in the corner accidentally during freshman year and just stuck with it.
Martin and his friends sit on the other side of the room. Easy for you both to steal glances from each other.
As the three girls laugh and eat, you feel like you can’t.
Seeing Martin so close yet so far made your stomach turn with guilt and hurt.
He looks so stupid with his skinny jeans, white fitted vintage long sleeve, black belt, and spiky bracelet.
He’s so cute and you love his stupid outfit.
Of course you’re still upset at the fact he’s always playing with your feelings but it’s really hard to put up a front when you want nothing more than to talk with him and make up already.
You’re fighting not to walk right over there.
Wohnee snaps you out of your thoughts with a fry to your head.
“Stop looking over there.” Haerin says with a smile but serious tone.
“But i can’t.” You whine, throwing your face into your hands.
“And so toxic” Ian replies.
“And so ew.” Wohnee adds with a shudder.
Haerin softly pats your back, hugging you from the side.
Martin watches from afar.
His heart breaks seeing you so bothered and not talking to him.
Seonghyeon groans. “Here he goes.”
“Were you even listening?” James asks with an annoyed tone as he leans forward to grab something from his pocket.
Keonho laughs. “He’s too busy staring.”
“No i’m not.” Martin mumbles, still glancing over at your table as he turns his body towards his friends.
“Just go talk to her already,” Juhoon suggests.
Martin uses a fork to play with his spaghetti. “Can’t..she’s pissed.”
He’s sulking like a child.
“Okay, so? When has that ever stopped you two?” Keonho asks.
The tall boy sighs, looking over at your table to see you laughing with your friends.
He looks down into his lap then back towards his bandmates. “I-i don’t know..” He nervously swallows. “This time seems different. I mean, we’ve never not spoke to each other for this long before.”
Martins voice is filled with worry.
Seonghyeon shrugs. “I meannn you kinda did it to yourself.”
“Oh yeah thanks sean.” Martin says sarcastically.
Seonghyeon and keonho snicker as Juhoon just picks at his food.
James speaks up, placing a paper on the table.
“Enough about Yn, okay? This is serious. We have a gig tonight and you better be there.”
Martin stares at the paper. It’s a gig at this underground club that him and his friends have been waiting to play at for months.
“I don’t know..” Martin rubs his eyes, feeling stressed about the whole situation between you two.
“What?” James says. “What do you mean you don’t know? We need our lead guitarist.”
Juhoon chimes in attempting to relieve the conversation, “Cmon james, he’s having a little trouble. We’ll be fine.” He reassures. “Chill.”
You walk out after the bell rings.
You feel super exhausted.
Not only because of the work, but because of Martin.
He’s been on your mind all day.
As you turn the corner of the school to head home, the first thing you see is a tall Martin standing against the wall practically in your face.
You gasp, clenching your chest.
“What the hell are you doing? Were you trying to scare me?”
You finally looking at him in the eyes made his gaze soften before putting on a dumb smirk.
“Oh so you can see me now?” He chuckles to himself. “To walk you home of course, and..maybe talk?”
He grabs your bag off your back and slings it on his shoulder.
This wasn’t unusual for him. Even if he’s a playboy he’s still a gentleman.
You scoff, crossing your arms as you start walking. “What’s there to talk about?”
He begins walking along side you. “Well for starters, we can talk about seeing each other at 8:30.”
You feel your heart flutter. Planning dates is pretty out of the ordinary.
You clear your throat, trying to keep your composure. “Are you really asking me out?”
“Well..yes.” He pulls your arm to stop you from walking and stands in front of you.
“Please?” He gives a sweet smile, rubbing your arm with his thumb.
You both stare into each others eyes.
Martin can see the hurt in you.
You can see the guilt in him.
You’re trying to remember all the times he’s hurt you but that doesn’t really seem to matter right now.
All you can see is the love of your life standing in front of you, begging for forgiveness.
Looking away and moving his hand before pushing past him.
Martins smile falters, feeling defeated.
“I’m doing the best i can and you’re not letting me.” He says loudly as he follows close behind you.
“Why should I?” You say coldly. “I’m done with your shit.”
Martin scoffs, rolling his eyes before jogging to catch up with you.
“Yn. Quit being like this, you’re starting to piss me off.” He immediately regrets what he said.
“Excuse me?” You stop walking again, facing towards him with an angry expression.
“No, no, that’s not what i meant.” He lets out a nervous chuckle.
“Well you said it. Why are you always disregarding my feelings?” Your voice raises.
You scoff, “you just never change.”
Martin looks up and pinches the bridge of his nose before looking back down at you.
“I didn’t mean it like that yn. Just please.”
He sighs, looking around to make sure no one can see.
“Can’t believe i’m about to do this..” he mutters.
You look at him confused “What’re you doing?”
He gets on his knees, holding your wrists.
He speaks loudly, “Please yn! Please forgive me. I’m so sorry, i’m an idiot but please give me another chance.”
You burst out laughing, wanting to cover your face out of embarrassment but he’s holding you.
You look up, your face getting red as you laugh.
Looking back down, you see Martin looking up at you with pleading eyes.
Your heart melts. Besides the fact that you’re embarrassed that people are just walking by, he’s confessing his real thoughts and feelings.
You let out a sheepish laugh, “Martin..please get up, this looks so bad.”
He shakes his head. “I won’t until you forgive me.”
Your eyes widen, looking over to see a large group of people turning the corner.
You both are pretty well-known at school. This would be hell for you both if you got caught like this.
Martin doesn’t care at all.
He’s just trying to get his girl back.
You groan, “Okay, okay! I forgive you. There. Now stand up,”
You try to help him up by pulling his arm but he doesn’t budge.
“Mmm…i don’t think that’s very believable.” He loves playing with you, getting you upset.
He laughs. “Give me a kiss.”
“Cmonn, they’re getting closerr.” He says in a sing-songy manner, trying to convince you.
You glare at him, “Fine.”
He stands up with a content smile before pulling you in close.
“See? it wasn’t that hard.”
“You’re so annoying..” You mumble, not really meaning it.
“You love me though..” He holds your waist, pulling you in for a kiss.
You can’t believe you’re letting this happen but you’re happy you are.
The kiss is slow and meaningful.
Like you guys haven’t seen each other in months.
You’re the first one to pull away.
If you didn’t do it, you’d both be dead from lack of air because Martin could kiss you for hours.
Martin glances at your lips before looking back at you, a stupid smile spreading on his face.
You heavily breathe, hitting his chest and pushing him away.
He stumbles before laughing, reaching out for your arm. “So you’ll meet me at 7?”
“You said 8:30..” You giggle.
He shrugs, pulling you to his side as you both walk.
“Is it so bad i wanna have a little extra time with you?” He pokes your side, making you squeal.
“I’m only going so we can talk, okay martin?”
He nods understandably. “Yes ma’am.”
he sighs, “But stop calling me Martin. You know i don’t like it.”
“You’re not in the position to tell me what to do right now.”
He rolls his eyes, knowing your right.
Despite his nonchalant demeanor, he’s so relieved that you’re willing to talk to him.
He wants to fix everything. So do you.
You want to put down boundaries whether you guys make up or not.
Martin walks you up to your door, stopping at the porch.
He holds both of your hands, looking into your eyes lovingly.
“So you’re gonna unblock me right?” His face says he’s joking but his tone is serious.
You laugh, “Do i have to?”
He nods with a smirk, leaning in to kiss you again.
You giggle into the kiss before pulling away.
You head inside and close the door behind you.
You don’t regret taking him back. You feel he might actually change. This was different from all the other times.
Martin feels like the happiest man ever.
He begins to tear up on his way home.
He does not want to mess this up at all knowing this is probably his last chance to change.
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