#jun ff

Jun stood in the living room, tension crackling in the air like a live wire. You had been arguing for hours, and now, exhaustion and frustration were beginning to take their toll.

"I just don't understand why you can't see it from my perspective!" Jun's voice was raised, his usual calm demeanor shattered by the intensity of the argument.

You crossed your arms, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. "And I don't get why you're always so quick to dismiss my feelings! It's like you don't even care!"

His eyes softened for a brief moment before the anger flared up again. "That's not fair, and you know it. I care more than you realize, but this—" he gestured between the two of you, "this is tearing us apart."

The silence that followed was heavy, filled with unspoken words and hurt. You both stood there, breathing heavily, trying to process everything that had been said. The emotional distance between you seemed insurmountable.

"I just… I need some space," you finally whispered, the words cutting through the tension like a knife. "I can't keep doing this."

Jun's face fell, and for a moment, you saw the vulnerability behind his anger. "So, what? You're just going to walk away?" His voice was quiet now, laced with pain.

You turned away, unable to look at him. "I don't know, Jun. Maybe we both need time to figure things out."

As you walked to the door, you heard him sigh deeply. "I don't want to lose you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't keep fighting like this either."

You paused, your hand on the doorknob, and looked back at him. The sight of him, standing there with a mixture of desperation and sadness, made your heart ache. "I need to think," you said softly. "I hope you understand."

Days passed, and the space between you and Jun felt like a chasm. You missed him terribly, but the arguments had left scars that were slow to heal. One evening, as you sat on the couch, lost in thought, your phone buzzed with a message.

Y/n can we talk? I miss you.

You hesitated, your heart racing. After a few moments, you typed back a simple reply.

Okay.

That night, you met at the park where you had shared so many happy memories. Jun was already there, pacing nervously. When he saw you, he stopped, his expression a mix of hope and fear.

"Hi," he said softly.

"Hi," you replied, equally nervous.

There was a long silence before Jun spoke again. "I've been thinking a lot about what you said. About how I dismiss your feelings. You're right. I was so caught up in my own frustrations that I didn't really listen to you."

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding. "I wasn't fair either. I should have tried to understand where you were coming from instead of just getting defensive."

Jun stepped closer, his eyes searching yours. "I don't want to fight anymore. I want us to work through this. Together."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you nodded. "Me too. I hate being apart from you, Jun."

He reached out, gently taking your hand in his. "I love you. More than anything. Let's not give up on us."

A tear slipped down your cheek as you squeezed his hand. "I love you too. Let's start over."

Jun pulled you into his arms, holding you tightly as if he was afraid to let go. The warmth of his embrace felt like coming home. In that moment, all the pain and anger melted away, replaced by the promise of a fresh start.

As you stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, you knew that the road ahead wouldn't be easy. But as long as you had each other, you were ready to face anything together.

Then, Jun slowly got equally as comfortable. They would practice together as much as possible, then when Tetsu went home they’d text and call to make up for not being there with each other. He truly was the more sappy one in the relationship, but the borrowed Shoujou on Tetsu’s shelves meant that maybe he wasn’t so far away himself.

It was around midnight when he got the first text. Tetsu knew it was Jun from the ringtone, but even that couldn’t make him stir from his attempted sleep. He listened to the chime for a few minutes before he gave up, opening his phone to at least mute it.

The chat opened as he unlocked the screen, showing multiple photos of the cats Jun’s sisters just adopted dressed for the holiday season. Unbelievable. No, it was completely believable. He tried to formulate a response, wracking his tired, sleep-deprived brain of some coherent response to send to his partner.

Nothing came out. Sighing, he put his phone on silent, and decided to wait until morning to entertain Jun.

Just as he was about to finally drift off, his screen lit up with a call. He stared at it, willing it to go away so he could sleep.

After the second call, he finally picked up his phone again, texting his boyfriend.

‘jun is something wrong or are you just lonely’

The three dots in the corner came and went for a moment before a text was sent.

‘first of all, you just ignored my cats dressed as santa, so fuck you. secondly,’

Tetsu let out another sigh, burying his face in his pillow as he prepared himself to not sleep for a while. He adjusted himself, laying on his stomach to look at his phone without holding it up over his face.

‘jun please I’m trying to sleep’

‘yeah I’m lonely fucker we haven’t called in forever and I miss you.’

‘oh?’

Tetsu chuckled into his pillow, hoping he wouldn’t wake Masashi up. His phone lit up again, but this time he grabbed the headphones off of his nightstand and answered.

“Jun,” he muttered fondly, talking just loud enough for the microphone to pick him up.

“Tetsu,” Jun grumbled back, most likely embarrassed.

“I miss you too, Jun,” Tetsu admitted. “But we’ll see each other in the morning at practice.”

“Why can’t you just dorm here? What kind of selfish bastard leaves his boyfriend on campus alone?”

“The selfish bastard who doesn’t want to make his parents pay to room him at a campus five minutes away.”

Jun huffed on the other end, the sound of a door closing reaching Tetsu’s ears.

“Are you outside?” he asked.

“Kudou is still up, I don’t need him listening to my conversation,” he said. “Is Masashi asleep?”

Tetsu hummed in confirmation. “I have my headphones in. He’s a heavy sleeper anyways.”

There was a stretch of silence as Jun made his way over to the vending machines, trying to not run into anyone on his way. Tetsu wanted to speak, just say something that would get Jun talking, but he closed his eyes and rested his head, listening to his boyfriend’s breathing.

“You still there?” Jun asked, voice a little louder now that he was alone.

Tetsu let out an “mhmm,” and Jun snorted.

“Don’t you dare pass out on me, I won’t be able to sleep.”

“Cute,” Tetsu mumbled. “Do you miss me that much?”

He smiled at the indignant noises Jun made in response, loving the sound of him getting riled up. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stay later today, I had to make sure Masashi got a good dinner. He has a game tomorrow.”

“If you cooked, he’ll be benched for the first half of it. Or toilet-bound.”

“I’m not that bad, Jun.”

The two of them spoke until Tetsu didn’t even realize how incoherent his words were. Jun did his best to decipher what he was saying, but eventually it was all humming and mumbling.

“Oi, Tetsu.” Jun finally said, barely getting a sigh in response. “Get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.”