hope you're doing great! can I get a soft confesion!au where you like Jun so much you can't be around him? and then queue confession hehe.. thank you!
iâm doing great thanks for asking! hereâs a little jun drabble happy new year!
Confession
948 words | fluff
Where you couldnât be honest until it mattered.
Itâs New Year. Itâs a fresh start. Itâs a new beginning, a new place, a new you.Â
Except it wasnât, and you were still sitting in the same comic cafe, ordering the same drink, and staring mindlessly at the same boy. You were still squealing about the first time youâve talked, still remembering the first time he recommended you a new series, still crushing on the same adorable smileâ
âHi!âÂ
And the smile was back.Â
âHi,â you said, surprised. How did you not realize he was so close?
âWhatâs your read for today?â Junhui took the seat next to you on the sofa, his warmth radiating around you and chasing away the cold air. He was close, closer than youâd like for your current relationship, but he doesnât seem to notice or mind.Â
You did, however, so you inched away from him to grab your drink from the side table. âNothing so far. Just finished a series so Iâm looking for something new today.â
âWant some recommendations?â He smiled, the same smile that got you running through rain and hails for this comic cafĂŠ every day.
âSure.â
Honestly, you just wanted to run away, you really did, especially when his hand lingered on yours for an excess amount of time as he handed you a few books, leaning over your shoulder, watching you flip the pages as previews, humming as he softly introduced the characters to you. You find it hard to breath.Â
You were not claustrophobic by any mean, in fact you were pretty good with small cubiclesâthat was where you liked to read anyway, in the small cubicles of the comic cafĂŠ where you can enjoy solitude and take a peek at Jun as he worked once in a while. But the longer you two were together in close proximity, the sharper and shallower your breaths seemed to be. It was bearable the first time youâd realized you liked him, but recently the condition had manifest to a point where standing next to him was strenuous labor.Â
It took one hand on your shoulder for you to make a choice. This was too much for you. Having him cluelessly close is worse than not having him at all.Â
âSorry I-,â you stuttered, swallowing words, âJun, I have to go.â
You didnât look back as you grabbed your bags and dashed out the door. The book abandoned in Junâs hand as he looked after you, surprised, confused, a mixture of feelings he couldnât quite name.
You didnât visit the comic cafĂŠ for the next day. Week. Two weeks. You couldnât go back and face him after youâd practically ran out on him and ignored all of his texts and calls. What were you supposed to say? Sorry I left in a hurry I just had a huge crush on you that youâre not supposed to know, but I canât breathe with you standing so close, so I had to leave.  Â
Yeah, thatâll do.Â
It sucked for Jun too because now he couldnât see you as often since you stopped coming. His days were usually spent at the comic cafĂŠ regardless if you were there reading comics or study. You were always there, sometimes at the counter checking out books, on a ladder reaching high shelves, or across from him time to time, asking him to recommend you a series and talking about your days as he smiled and teased you about your childish taste of coffee.
It didnât take long for him to find you, after all, the library was across from the cafĂŠ. You could only go so long not seeing him every now and then.
âFound you,â Jun flopped down to your secret spot, the little corner of the library with all the reference books that nobody would want to find. The one only Junhui would know since heâs been watching you watching him from the little chair you thought he wouldnât notice.
âJunââ
âWhere have you been? What happened? Why havenât you replied to any of my messages? Do you know how worriedââÂ
âJun, I like you.âÂ
This was something you were afraid ofâyour feelings becoming transparent the next time you see him. Junâs eyes never left yours as he hitched a breath, his expression a mix of surprise and anxiousness.
âI like you, too.â
You looked up. Did you hear it right?
âWhat?â
He sighed, both hands coming up to cover his face, his voice becoming so small you could barely hear him. âDonât make me say it again. Is this why youâve been avoiding me?â
âI have not.â You scoffed, attention back on your book so he couldnât see your flustered face.
âBecause you like me so much?â
âJun, I have not been avoiding you.â
âRight, so why arenât you looking me in the eyes right now?â
You didnât know how you could see the smirk on his face from your book, but thatâs all you saw. The glints in his eyes, the curves of his lips, the way his cheeks seem to puff out whenever heâs giving you that I-know-Iâm-right expression. And it makes you laugh, really, your smile just comes out like an involuntary response every time heâs around. My God, youâre just hopelessly in love with Jun arenât you?
âAre you gonna ask me on a date or are we just gonna sit around?â
That seemed enough to catch him off guard, as his eyes widen, and he began stammering, âUm. So s-should we get lunch or?â
âLunch sounds great, Junhui.â
Heâd never tell you, but his heart still leaps for you when you took his hand even though you kept complaining on the way to lunch.
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