LOVE IS GONE - is this an end for us? (junkyu x reader)

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"yaaaah i told you right i just can't make it today, i need to finish this song today" -hwamin

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"we have fittings today, just go back to the dorm, i'll call you when i can" - hwamin

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"it's empty without you, can't you come home just today? mhm?" -junkyu

"stop acting like a kid ffs im busy, i'll tell you when i can" -hwamin

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"im too tired" -hwamin

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"it was our anniversary yesterday..how can you forget?" -junkyu

"im busy with the comeback prep, please i'll make it up okay?" -hwamin

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"im sorry junkyu i can't come" -hwamin

"but you promised my mom you'd be visiting" -junkyu

"i really can't, i'll make it up kay?"

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"it's been three weeks.. you're finally back!i missed you so much" -junkyu

"mhm" - hwamin

"what's with you these days, im going back to dorm" -junkyu

"okay"- hwamin

"just okay? you won't ask me to stay?' -junkyu

"im tired junkyu please understand" -hwamin

"im tired too" -junkyu

"what?"

"nothing, i'll leave now, take care"

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and that's how it started, hwamin didn't come back home neither messaged to check up on how he was, she was preparing for baemon's comeback, it was their first full album, she couldn't make time for junkyu

hell she forgot he existed, she didn't even know that her boyfriend was admitted to the hospital since he slept without eating three days straight waiting for her to be back

he made time for her..she could do ...

hwamin thought he would understand but he had his needs too, he wanted to be comforted too...his girlfriend pushing him away was something he never saw coming..

whose fault was it ?

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hwamin pov

“i really can’t do this anymore, you know.”

you looked at junkyu's back, the muscles that your fingers had grazed over so many times showing vaguely through the thin shirt covering his upper half. he was hunched over slightly, his eyes most likely glued to the floor, or even shut tight. he eventually moved his hands to his face, resting his elbows on his knees as he rubbed his face roughly.

“i know i am sorry i'll make it up mhm?” you whispered, your reply delayed but still full of every emotion that you currently possessed. you shifted slightly on the bed, turning onto your side and pulling the cover down enough for one of your arms to escape its warmth. reaching out, your fingers only ghosted over the expanse of junkyu's back, not quite close enough to touch it. literally and figuratively.