#promisesvt

Genre: angst, fluff

Word Count: 2,436

Summary: You’re tired of bottling up your feelings, but the same day you decide to confess is the same day you have to meet Seokmin’s girlfriend. After confessing in the worst way you could think of you stopped talking to Seokmin. Months later you meet Seokmin at your old meet up spot and he has something to say.

A/N: I wrote and rewrote this so many times I lost track. I’m not really good at writing angst so this is like the first legit one I’ve written, but I wanted to give it a try. This was like sitting in our requests so I really wanted to get it done I hope it’s not too bad. Also requests are still open so feel free to send them in.

The lump in your throat grew and the tears in your eyes threatened to fall as you stared at the pair of intertwined hands. This was the day you were planning to confess your feelings to Seokmin but this had also, unfortunately, been the day that Seokmin was going to tell you about his new girlfriend.

“(Y/N)!” Seokmin called your name in a worried manner.

“Are you ok? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Seokmin’s new girlfriend looked back and forth between you and him. You could tell she was worried, of course she would be, she was Seokmin’s girlfriend, she probably had a heart of gold. But no matter how sincere she may seem the sound of her voice caused a painful knot in your stomach, and just as your tears, your lunch that you had consumed previously was trying to escape your body as well. 

You got up abruptly, quickly picking up your bag and sliding out of the booth you were sitting at.

“Um, I’m fine. I just, I don’t feel well all of a sudden so I think I’m just gonna go home and try to sleep it off. Sorry for ending our plans so early.” You began walking towards the entrance but you were stopped by a firm hand holding onto your wrist.

You looked back to see Seokmin with a worried expression plastered to his face.

You were trying to keep your cool but your anger was rising up inside you, and having him in front of you, Lee Seokmin, your best friend, the guy you had been in love with for years, with his girlfriend sitting and staring at the two of you from one of the booths behind was not helping the situation. You yanked your wrist out of his grasp and walked out of the building, eyes burning and tears running down your cheeks. You heard footsteps behind you and you had no doubt in your mind that they belonged to Seokmin. You picked up the pace trying as hard as you could to get away from him. Not only were you angry but you were embarrassed. You imagined how it probably looked to Seokmin and his girlfriend, to see you one minute ordering food and the next to just be crying. Your wrist was held in his grip once again and you were harshly pulled back to face him.

“(Y/N), what the hell is wrong?”

“I told you I’m si-,”

“Stop. Don’t even try to give me excuses. You rarely get sick and you definitely never cry when you’re sick. Now tell me the reason, I left her all by herself at the restaurant to come get you. You’re my best friend so-”

This time it was your turn to interrupt him. You couldn’t stand it anymore. The fact that you felt as if you had to hide your feelings, having to stick with Seokmin through all his relationships, and worst of all having to hear him call you best friend constantly. You never knew the title of such a positive relationship could hurt you so bad. It was the best thing to hear him call you when you were younger but now the words were like poison. Those two words burned into your mind and ate at your heart. Something you used to love being called was now almost insulting to you.

“That’s why.” you told him, the tears now stopped and leaving your cheeks stained. 

“What’s why?”

“I’m sick of it!” all your emotions that you had kept hidden were now pouring out. If this had gone the way you originally planned you would’ve been a deep shade of red and embarrassed beyond belief, but all you could feel now was rage and pity for your past and present self for having to keep your feelings bottled up because you were too scared to ruin the relationship between you and Seokmin.

“How!? How, Seokmin? How could you be so oblivious?” the tears had made a return and you saw as he reached out to brush them away, but you couldn’t let him. You know if he did something like that you would melt and let him get away with it, so you roughly pushed his hand away and continued. “Do you have one thought in your head as to why I asked to meet you for something super important today? I was gonna confess, you- you idiot! I’ve been in love with you since we were thirteen years old, but you had never shown any interest in me so I decided it was better to be at your side as your best friend rather than not at all. Lately, I wish I hadn’t.” 

Seokmin was frozen in front of you, unable to get any words to leave his mouth so you continued.

“I was never more happy than I was this morning. I thought that even if you were to reject me then at least I wouldn’t have to hide how I feel, that maybe if you understood how I felt you would at least try to look at me, at least just once. But when you showed up with that girl,” you’re voice was cracking, the image of that girl’s hand in his refusing to leave your mind. Seokmin was standing in front of you, his expression had now changed from shock to heartbroken but he still had nothing to say and you had a lot more to tell.

“I prayed to myself that she was just a friend you had met at a singing competition recently, or maybe your cousin. I repeated over and over in my head to whoever was listening to make sure she wasn’t anything more than a friend, but I guess I was alone in my thoughts. I loved being your best friend, Seokmin, but I just can’t anymore. It’s too painful. I know I’m selfish for ending our friendship because of this, but, I just, I can’t do it anymore. My heart and my mind can’t do this anymore. I don’t think I can just stand-by and watch as you’re in love with someone else anymore.”

“(Y/N),” Seokmin had said your name as if it were a fragile piece of glass, scared that if he were to speak too loud or too harshly it would shatter.

“Just answer me this,” you stared deeply into Seokmin’s eyes trying to find the answers you have been trying to get for years. His eyes that you were so used to seeing in the shape of a smile, shining brightly, were now droopy and filled with sadness. “Did I,” you paused, slightly scared to hear the answer even though you were pretty sure you knew what he would say, “Did I ever stand a chance?”

“(Y/N)…” he replied, his voice heavy with heartache. You sniffled and wiped the tears that were sitting on your cheeks.

“It’s ok. I get it. See you later, Seokmin.” you had started walking towards the bus stop. You wanted to get home as soon as possible. After all that just happened you just wanted to wrap yourself in a blanket and spend some time alone.

“Wait,” the one word that Seokmin said had stopped you in your tracks. “That’s not it,” you wanted to question him, ask him what the real reason was, if he had ever liked you, if he did why he didn’t tell you, but you couldn’t seem to produce any words.

“You’re too good for me, (Y/N). In every way possible, you’re better than me. And for that reason, you deserve someone better than me. I don’t want you to waste your time on me. It’s not like I never thought about us before as a couple, but every time it ended in thoughts of all the ways I might end up hurting you. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if that ever happened.”

Your mind couldn’t process what he had just said. How could he, Lee Seokmin, the happiest, sweetest goofball you know, ever hurt you? Other than today he had never hurt you terribly.

“When it comes to relationships you can’t make all the decisions on your own.” You looked into his sorrowful eyes and put on a fake smile that you were all too used to wearing. “You better hurry back. She’s probably still waiting for you.” 

You unwillingly tore your eyes away from him and walked to the bus, ignoring the call of your names and the pleads of you to stop and wait.

Three months filled with unanswered texts and purposefully missed phone calls from Seokmin had passed. You did your best to avoid all the places where you and Seokmin had spent your time before your angry confession. You thought it would be easier to cut him out of your life so you could get over him and move on. The truth was, without Seokmin, who was your literal ray of sunshine, your life had become miserable and gloomy.

During the three months you were living without Seokmin in your life, you had gone on several blind dates, but none of them quite suited your taste, none of them were him. You were getting ready for your next scheduled date, and although this would probably end the same as all the others this date had you shaking. Of course with your luck it happened to be at the same place you had spent all your time with Seokmin at which was also the last place you ever wanted to go. You know there wasn’t a big chance of him being there at the exact same time as your date but that one in a million chance was killing you.

You had arrived in front of the familiar glass entrance and took a peek inside, with Seokmin no where in sight you exhaled the breath you weren’t aware you had been holding. You went in and ordered a drink for you and another for your date who hadn’t shown up yet. You went and sat down at a table observing the whole area. Not much had changed about it except for the fact that they had some new pictures and posters on the wall. 

You pulled out your phone to text your date and ask where they were and then went on some apps to distract you from thinking of the memories this small place gave you.

An hour passed and the iced coffee sitting in front of you was still full and was no longer iced. You sighed playing with the straw stuck in the cup of your sweet, colorful drink that you had barely drank from because it doesn’t really fit into the category of what you would usually order. You had already figured out about fifteen minutes before that your date wouldn’t be coming. You had been telling yourself that maybe they woke up late, or maybe the traffic was bad, or that maybe they had a family problem, but you had given up making excuses for your date, especially because they hadn’t replied to your text.

You had started getting up from your seat when a voice, who couldn’t have belonged to anyone else, spoke from behind you. Of course with your luck you got that one in a million chance of seeing him.

“Were you with someone?” he peeked around your side to see two, almost completely full drinks sitting on the table and changed his question, “Or… were you waiting for someone?”

You hesitantly turned around to face him.

“Actually… I got stood up,” you rubbed the nape of your neck, both embarrassed by the fact that he had seen you alone and by the fact that this is the first thing you’re telling him after three months. You cleared your throat and took in the image of the face that you had missed so much. “Um, are you here with your girlfriend?”

A sad smile broke out across his face, “So you haven’t even listened to my voicemails then…”

Another wave of embarrassment hit you and you suddenly felt bad for ignoring him all this time.

“Ya I guess I didn’t get around to it,” you were trying your best to keep a calm composure and treated him as coldly as you could make yourself towards him. After all, you were still in love with him and if you cracked, even just a little, you’d be putty in his hands.

“Oh,” Seokmin had stared at you with the same sad eyes that he had on the day of your guys’ fight, “Well, uh, we broke up. After that day I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I mean I always thought about you before, I mean how could I not when we were best friends for years,” you winced at the two words that you had come to hate and Seokmin took a deep breath in to stop himself from rambling any further, “What I’m trying to say is, after that day, I thought a lot about the things you said, and I guess I was looking at you the whole time, I just didn’t realize it myself.”

That was it. You had cracked. Your feelings for him that you had been trying to throw away for the last three months came gushing back out. You had practically thrown yourself into Seokmin’s arms. Tears wet the part of his shirt that you had buried your head in. You felt Seokmin stiffen from the sudden physical contact, but as quickly as he tensed up he relaxed and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as tight as he could against him.

“I’m sorry,” you were bawling, not caring about all the stares you were probably getting, “I’m so so sorry, I’m really sorry,”

Seokmin was stroking the back of your head, calming you, “Shh, (Y/N), it’s okay now. I know my feelings for you now, all I see is you, all I ever want to see is you. Trust me, I’m never letting you go again.”

“(Y/N)”, you replied with a small hum, “I love you.”

You stopped moving and so had your tears. He had always said that he loved you before but this time you could tell there was a deeper reason behind it, it was no longer just an exchanged saying between friends.

(I kinda changed him being mad to upset. Sorry, I hope you don’t mind.)

Word Count: 1,687

Genre: Angst, hint of fluff

You dropped the bags of clothes you were holding as you stood staring through the cafe window with your mouth gaping open. Sitting in one of the velvet chairs was your boyfriend Seungcheol with his favorite coffee in his hand. Normally you would’ve smiled to yourself and walked in to join him; however, today you saw him, his head bent back, smile wider than you’ve seen in awhile, a laugh so loud you could have sworn you heard it all the way outside the cafe, and next to him sat a gorgeous brunette. You clenched your fists, trying your best to contain your anger. Unfortunately for Seungcheol, your jealousy got the best of you. You grabbed your bags and stormed through the entrance of the cafe, ignoring the confused employee who was in the middle of greeting you and stomped your way to where Seungcheol and the woman were sitting.

You ignored the hot tears you felt falling down your cheeks and stared straight into your boyfriend’s eyes. 

“(Y/N)…” Seungcheol stuttered your name. You looked from him to the girl next to him. Both of them were obviously very shocked at seeing you standing in front of them.

“How could you?” your voice came weak and each word broke as you spoke it. You were the center of attention in the crowded cafe now. Everyone watched you as you drowned yourself in a puddle of tears, broken down and heart shattered. The customers of the cafe whispered amongst themselves coming up with theories for the reason of your breakdown, though most people understood the situation.

“(Y/N), sit down and get a drink. Let’s calm you down first, and then I’ll explain.” Seungcheol’s voice came out soft and soothing. You so badly wanted to listen to him, for him to tell you it wasn’t what it looked like, but how would you believe him? How could you believe him when the truth was laid out so clearly in front of your own eyes?

“No Seungcheol, let me explain,” tears still welling up and falling from your eyes, “I put my everything into this relationship! I gave you my everything! You were my everything!” your voice now started rising as your sadness started to change back to anger. “I loved you. No, I do love you! I’ve never looked at another guy. I haven’t even thought about it. All I ever needed was you!” you wiped your tears away with the back of your hand and looked at the girl once more before glaring at Seungcheol. “You obviously didn’t feel the same way, huh?” you scoffed, “Am I not good enough? Was I just a toy? Did you even love me?” your last question was like poison to Seungcheol. You were so focused on your own sadness and anger you didn’t realize the tears that had escaped from Seungcheol’s eyes.

“(Y/N)” his voice broke as he called your name. You felt your heart clench. 

Why is he the one who’s upset? He’s not the one being cheated on.

“It was your choice. Have fun with your new toy.” you turned back around and felt the tears returning to their places on your cheeks once more. You exited the cafe, ignoring the whispers from all the witnesses of the fight.

It’s his fault. He did this. I love him, but he doesn’t love me.

You shut your apartment door, throwing the bags and your shoes not caring where they landed. 

You dragged yourself to your room and lied down on your bed, shoving your face into your pillows. The scent of Seungcheol immediately filled your lungs. The smell of him filled your whole apartment reminding you of all the memories you had with him. You threw your pillow in frustration knocking over one of the pictures that decorated your desk. You didn’t care to walk over and pick it up. Instead, you buried your head deep into your sheets doing your best to ignore the hints of Seungcheol still lingering there.

With nothing and no one to stop you, you let your mind wander.

What did I do? Where did I go wrong? Was I too harsh?

Then you started thinking about the beautiful stranger who was with Seungcheol.

How do they know each other? Did she know he had a girlfriend? How long has this been going on?

You let yourself believe and question whatever came to mind. However, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you knew the woman from somewhere. You hadn’t met much of Seungcheol’s coworkers and you don’t recall seeing her any place you have been. You didn’t know how the day could get any worse, but you tried to shake off the negative feelings you were receiving and slowly drifted to sleep.

It was 3 in the morning when you received the call that broke your heart more than Seungcheol had the afternoon before.

Your mom, the only parent you had left, was in the hospital. She had a disease that had taken over her life and forced her to live in the hospital. She had been doing well, she was on new meds, and she was recovering little by little every day. 

For some reason, the world decided to just make you as miserable as possible and hurt your innocent mother. Something serious had happened and she had been rushed into surgery as soon as possible.

You were a mess. You left your small apartment in the clothes you slept in and two different shoes. You sped past every red light you had met. All you wanted was to get to the hospital, get to your mother. She didn’t deserve this. She was the kindest, wisest, and most understanding person you had ever known.

You finally reached the hospital and rushed to the surgery waiting room, tears falling once more after you had thought you dried them all up with the Seungcheol situation, though Seungcheol was the last thing on your mind.

You sat in one of the chairs that you were all too familiar with. You were a disaster, both physically and mentally. You could feel yourself shaking. You hid your face in your hands, hoping and praying, that your mother would be okay.

“(Y/N)” you heard a familiar voice call for you. You didn’t need to look up, you knew exactly who it was. Forgetting the previous day’s events you immediately stood up and ran into Seungcheol’s warm and comforting embrace. Seungcheol held you as close as he could, one hand on your waist and the other on the back of your head. He let you cry as much as you needed to and did his best to comfort you and remind you that everything would be ok.

“Your sister called me. She was a couple hours away, but she started heading over once she got the call. She told me to come and make sure you were ok.” I didn’t respond with words and instead just nodded.

Suddenly Seungcheol gripped your shoulders and separated your body from his.

“Though this may not be the best time I think we should talk about what happened yesterday. If I don’t tell you now I don’t know if you will ever give me the chance to.” You were going to deny it but you had no more energy to be mad or upset, instead you agreed and sat back down on the chairs.

Seungcheol grabbed both of your hands and carefully explained the reasoning between him being with the girl.

“(Y/N), she’s just my cousin. Do you remember me telling you about my cousin who I had been very close to? The one who moved to study abroad? She showed up at my apartment yesterday morning to surprise me. Since she hasn’t been to Korea in years I decided to show her around. We went to the cafe because I told her they had the best coffee there,” he paused to look at you to make sure you were understanding the situation so far. Since it seemed like you were he continued, “In fact, before you came in and started screaming I had been telling her about you. I was telling her a story of your clumsy self and couldn’t help but laugh.”

“Oh my god,” you felt the guilt spread through you. “I had no idea. I just caused a scene in front of strangers, and you, and your cousin. I’m so stupid.” You now remembered why she had looked so familiar. You kept a picture of your boyfriend when he was younger because he was so undeniably cute, and in that picture he had been with her, his cousin, his best friend. That picture had been the one you threw the pillow at.

“Hey,” Seungcheol lifted your head so that your eyes met, and then he placed his hand on your cheek, “Don’t say that about yourself. You’re wonderful. You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met.” he placed a soft kiss on your forehead and you thought to yourself about how lucky you were to have such an amazing boyfriend.

“But what did you say at the cafe? Did I even love you?” you lowered your head in disappointment and Seungcheol lifted your head again. “Of course I love you. I always will. I would never replace you with someone else. You’re my world, not my toy.”

You and Seungcheol had made up. A couple hours later your mom came out of surgery and would luckily be better in no time.

You were now curled up on your bed with your boyfriend. You couldn’t be more thankful to have him. Thinking about everything that happened you pulled him tighter.

“Are you ok, (Y/N)?” he asked, a worried expression on his face.

“I love you, that’s all.” He looked down at you and smiled.

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