MAYBE NOT AN END? pt. 2 section one.
pairing :: ald1 (junseo, arno, leo, geonwoo) x fem!reader includes :: angst, fluff, comfort (?) wc :: 3.2k (not really proofread) pt.1 section two
JUNSEO stayed at all the edges of your mind and heart despite a week passing, after the day you walked away from him. You knew this would happen. But you werenât the only one who was going to make efforts for a relationship that he didnât really want.Â
Or thatâs what you thought.
A knock on your door interrupts your trailing thoughts which appeared between sips of a coffee that had already run cold, heat passing to your palms and making them warm. A sigh leaves your lips at the force of getting up from your comfortable position.
Opening the door was dreadful enough and behind the door stood someone you didnât expect to see at all. And the worse followed as he hugged you tight, almost smashing his body into yours desperately. His hold was firm, but longing effused from it. It was almost like he was holding onto you and was scared of letting you go, again.Â
This wasnât what you were expecting at all. You pushed him away with your palm against his rigid upper body but he refused to let go.Â
âJunse-â
âPlease. Can we please stay like this for a minute?â his voice was coarse, a lot like how itâd sound after crying endlessly. You could feel his neck pressed against you and you could also feel the gulp in his throat, possibly a lump filled with guilt. Minutes passed and you found yourself unconsciously melting into his warmth that you oh so dearly missed.
Getting yourself together at once, you pulled away from the hug, your throat thickening with mere passing seconds. Junseo looked like he would cry from even the slightest waver and something inside you twisted at such a sight.
Wiping down his face with his palms, followed by a sniffle, he speaks.Â
ây/n I am truly sorry.â you could hear his words getting stuck in his throat, guilt dripping from all of his being.
âI am sorry for taking you for granted and for dismissing all the efforts you put into saving our relationship that was at the brink of collapse. I am sorry for not recognising and acknowledging sooner. I am sorry for not cherishing you, y/n, like you deserve to be.â
Tears prickle out of his already swollen eyes. He brings his hands to hold yours between his palms, looking up at you.Â
Him getting hurt would kill you inside within seconds but seeing him broken like this, right in front of you, merely inches away from your entrance door, made you oscillate between forgiving him or choosing yourself, considering everything that had happened.
âI know I have been the worst boyfriend ever but,â he pauses to catch his breath, wailing silently. âBut I really need you, y/n. I love you so much. I have only realised this after letting the worst down on both of us but I need you to trust me, which of course will be difficult. But I need you to trust me that I will be better from now on.âÂ
His eyes meet yours. You could feel the pain, guilt and desperation exuding from his gaze. His broken heart reflected in his eyes and you knew him too well to understand that he was being genuine. And that was your breaking point.
A shaky breath left your lips, eyes stinging as tears threatened to spill out of your eyes. You step forward and wrap your arms around his shoulders, allowing yourself to give into him entirely. His face stays buried in your neck for a few minutes, his chest heaving against yours.
Your hands reach to pat his head with reassurance as you speak into his sweatshirt.Â
âI will come back to you junseo. I love you so much, too much. But you must promise me to never let such things happen.â He nods frantically. âYou not giving me importance, despite me understanding your situations to the core and being very patient with you broke my heart once. I hope it doesnât happen again.â He nods again, all while his tears wet the shoulder of your top, promising himself and you silently to never, ever let you go.
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JIAHAO spent days, weeks trying to contact you. Calling you over and over again, sending endless text messages. He even contacted your friends and yet there was no avail. His last straw was to show up at your front door and wait until you step out. And hence, he was at your door right now. He had no idea when you would step out, or if you would leave the house at all, but he was determined.
Your silence was making him go insane, and he didnât even know the proper reason behind the distance that youâve created. A part of him knew the reason, but he wished it wasnât true because all you thought was false.Â
A click was heard and the huge teak door creaked open, revealing a slumped figure. Jiahaoâs eyes opened wide in anticipation upon spotting you. You barely have time before registering his appearance at that moment, before he bombards you with all sorts of questions, slight spurts of frustration evident in his tone.
You let out a harsh sigh, crossing your arms against your chest. âAre you really asking me this question?â you say, your voice almost sounding venomous. Your gaze held borderline hatred.
âOh my god.â he exclaims in disbelief. The reason had in fact turned out to be what he exactly suspected.
âYou got it all wrong, y/nâ, you scoff.Â
âWhat exactly do you take me for? I clearly heard the name rigââ
âIt is not her!â, he almost yells out in frustration. The thought of you shutting him down because of a mere misunderstanding which couldâve been solved if you had just chosen to ask him instead of assuming, vexed him.
âIt is not the same jiah. It is some other woman who I have no sort of relation to at all. I literally even looked for another place to move in with you. What the heck were you thinking acting up just based on your assumptions? You left me weeks without an explanation and there I was waiting and trying to reach you like a fool!â
His words started to settle in. Embarrassment washed over you first and the next wave that crashed was filled with guilt.Â
You open your mouth to say something, but your efforts go in vain.
He sighs exasperatedly, stepping forward towards you. His hand cradles your left cheek gently as his eyes meet yours.
ây/nââ
âIâm sorry.â, the apology that left your mouth was most sincere.Â
âI am so, so sorry hao. I assumed way too much and thought way too far.â, realization downed upon you as you collected words inside your head.
âIt is completely my fault and I am okay with it, if you want to take time you donât have to forgive me right away but I am extremely sorry for thinking way off the marginââ you ramble, voice trembling.
âDo you not trust me to that extent, yn?â he asked, eyes looking into yours hoping to find at least a hint of faith that you had in him.
You could hear your heart break into a million pieces, which felt quite ironic. You acting upon your insecurities resulted in consequences that made him, made the love of your life feel that he was not trustworthy enough. And it broke you. Tears started to gather at the brim of your eyes as you took gentle, unsteady breaths.
Him being in a rather close proximity to you didnât help it. You could see the heartache in his eyes, caused by you.
âHao, I am so so sorry that I made you feel that way.â you gently cup his face. âIt was never my intention. In fact, it is all my fault. Jiah made me insecure, quite a lot of times. Even though I didn't know her, the stories you told me of herâ not that you shouldnât, or the things that your friends told me about her. Good memories or not, she was a huge part of your life and I was never sure if I could ever be the same to you.â
Hearing this made him feel bad. Words were beyond help at this point, so he gently brought you into an embrace which conveyed all his emotions as intensely as words could. You could feel his guilt, his relief, his apology all at once.Â
âI love you, yn, and nobody can ever take your place. And to assure you, no other person has ever made me feel like you do, and I would not trade that for anything else in this world.â
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LEO had asked you to meet up, after a few days of the breakup. To be honest with yourself, you havenât even processed the split up properly. You were still in denial and heartbreak, but in silence. You kept everything to yourself and it almost felt like slow poison.Â
Even though you never expected he would come back for whatever reason, yet you were here, sitting across from him at a table, in a cafe on a Sunday afternoon.
The coffee that you both had already ordered long ago had gone cold, just deprived of a few sips. The awkward atmosphere made the slow poison in you work rather fast. You hated to sit there and feel the emotional dilemma by yourself when he was the one making decisions in haste.
Just as if he had read your thoughts, Leo cleared his throat as he began to speak.
âI'm sorry.â Of course he would say that, you thought to yourself.
You could see him struggling to gather his words, you could see the way his mind went haywire behind his eyes, and after what felt like a billion speedran seconds, he spoke up.
âI just do not know love, yn. I have never been in love until you. I donât know how love feels or evolves, or how it feels to be with someone you love. Longer than you expected, that too.â Now the confusion started getting worse inside your head.
âBeing with you⊠I was at my happiest. And overtime, it started feeling less new, less exciting. And I thought that it was over. I thought that I didn't feel the same towards you anymore. Days got normal, less thrilling and everything was going at a neutral pace.â
Honestly, you didnât have even a slight clue of what the hell he was going on about. You just looked at him like looking at a thousand piece puzzle, and trying to piece it together. He continued to speak.
âBut then, after I left. I started missing you and everything felt empty. All my days were filled with you. Texting you good morning as soon as I wake up, sending you a picture of what I had for breakfast, taking a break during lunch to fill you in on the events of my day â all of these. You were my life, yn. You became my routine. Just so rooted into my daily life that it has become so normal.â
Breath started coming back to you as you slowly understood what he meant. A swirl of emotions filled your chest and mind.Â
âI mistook that routine, that familiarity as falling out of love and I made a grave mistake of breaking up with you.â
As much as you hated coffee that had cooled down, you sipped your drink in hopes of washing down the lump that had started forming in your throat as he spoke.
âYn can you⊠will you forgive me, please?â he looks up at you properly this time. His eyes held a hint of desperation and his face was weary from how exhausted he was.
âI realized that I cannot do life without you. I need you back with me, by my side. I will make sure to treat you the best I ever have and I promise to not act on my own. Take me back, yn.â his voice started getting tense as a response to your silence.Â
Watching him spill all his thoughts and watching him lay all his emotions out, right in front of you made you realise that he was not the same person that he was before. Leo previously would never have done this. And this gave you hope that things would change, and you would gladly take him back.
âI will.â you said as you let out a shaky breath. All the pent up emotions, the dilemma, the thoughtsâ everything disappeared for a while and all you wanted now, was to be in his arms. As if telepathically connected, Leo gets up from his chair, walks around yours and his arms engulf your shoulder from behind, a small kiss landing on the top of your head. âI love youâs pepper around your head as he stays that way for a minute or so, completely and utterly falling into your existence, all over again.
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GEONWOO kept hovering around whichever classroom you entered for your classes. He seated himself two tables away from you during lunch in the cafeteria. Wherever you go, he was always in sight and it bothered you more than it should.
He was the one who got annoyed by your behaviour, which he was previously well aware of, and at one point was smitten by it. He loved it when you acted clingy towards him.
Personally, you hated that frat of his. Guys from their group always fucked around and you believed geonwoo was different but it hurt you a lot to see that he was indeed, the same as them all. A tiny part of you still thought something was wrong, as it felt quite unusual that everything you both had ended so abruptly.
Just as you sat down in your seat for the next class, you overheard sangwonâ your classmate who also happened to be Geonwoo's friend, speak to one of his other friends.
"I am literally tired of Geonwoo acting like he's fine. All he does is follow that girl, talk about her and what not."
"Literally. It's obvious that he misses her and I hope he just comes to terms with it." The other friend responded.
The rest of their conversation faded into the bustling noise of the classroom while you spiralled into your thoughts.
As soon as your class ended, you decided to find Geonwoo and speak to him. As much as you hated to confront him yourself first, you hated the unresolved situation even more.
And so you found yourself in one of the empty conference rooms, somehow managing to find and drag him with you. You shut the door behind you and turned around to look at him.
You spoke up, not giving him a chance to say anything first.
"What the fuck is going on with you?"
"What do you mean? Do you not understand when I said that I hate when you're cling-"
"Geonwoo I accidentally happened to overhear your friends talking about how you keep mentioning me." You state as a matter of fact, letting him know that there is barely anything to hide anymore.
"I know you miss me."
His eyes catch the floor and he does not respond. His fingers fidget with the hem of his shirt, his other hand gripping the strap of his bag a little tighter as every minute passes by.
you sigh harshly.
"I said those things to you on purpose, yn." He says, his voice sounding what felt like remorse.
"You are too good for me. yn, I am literally nothing. All I do is go to the frat house, drink and party. I am always doing things that are upto no good and you... you are capable, intelligent and such a good human in general. I don't know if I can ever meet your expectations. I am incapable and I can never be a good match for you."
Anger over everything else started building up inside you. You absolutely hated how he treated you like garbage, just by his assumptions and no communication at all. Your eyebrows furrowed as your face turned into an obvious facade that shielded all the annoyance in you.
"Do you know how immature that sounds? Geonwoo, did I ever ask you to be a certain way for me? Did I even ever mention my so-called expectations that you think I have from you?" you speak, anger now subsided into disappointment. Your voice threatens to break and it gets difficult for you to hold it in for longer.
"All I did was love you for who you are and I am very disappointed in you. that you took decisions by yourself without even sharing your thoughts with me. Talking things out Geonwoo...that's... that's basic, isn't it?" You sighed, running your fingers through your hair. Endless thoughts and questions clouded your head and you chose to ask the one that picked at you the most.
"Do you genuinely want me to leave?" Your voice betrays you as it comes out cracked. Your chest feels tight and your eyes start stinging, tears gently getting collected at the edges of your eyes.
He looks up at you at those words. You can see the clear glint of hurt in his chest resulting in a frown taking shape through his eyebrows. His eyes show pain like you've never seen before.
"No.." He replies, unsure if he even had the right to imply with his words that he wanted you back, after all he has done.
You soften at his response. After all, you loved him so very much and as the fact that he was seeing himself as an incompetent boyfriend settled down right in your head, your heart melted within seconds.
Wiping down the sweat of your palms onto your jeans, you step forwards and bring him into your embrace as delicately as handling a flower with the softest petals.
He needed reassurance and he didn't know how to ask for it. And so you held him for a few seconds before pulling away, holding his face between your palms.
"You are enough for me. I love you for you and I have never wished for better." You say with a small smile, all the adoration you had for him swelling up in your chest.
"You never have to think that you are good for nothing. I do not love you for outcomes, I want to be with you because you are kind to me, you love me genuinely. You care for me and I do the same. It's insane to think of loving someone based on their merits, Geonwoo."
You could see his eyes glistening, his nose dusting pink and he struggles to speak. He hugs you, his arms wrapping around your frame with little to no strength as his face fits into the curve of your neck.
"I love you, yn."
That's all you needed to hear from him, all the other emotions he wanted to convey getting to you instantly like you were inside his heart. Patting the back of his head gently, you hugged him back tighter, letting him know that you weren't going anywhere and you were with him to stay.














