Blur memories (Scoups X Reader)

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After 1 week:

It's been a week. Jeonghan and Joshua are fine now....whatever tension once lingered between them has dissolved quietly, leaving room for the gentle ease of familiarity to return. But Y/N... she still hasn't spoken a word about what happened that day. 

Not to Jeonghan. 

Not to Joshua. 

Not to anyone. 

The silence is starting to weigh on everyone, growing heavier with each passing day. They're all worried....visibly, constantly....but there's nothing they can do except wait. Wait for her to open up on her own.

The only thing they're certain of is that Minghao knows. Whatever happened, whatever broke her like this, she trusted him enough to tell him. And he, true to who he is, keeps her confidence, holding it quietly like something fragile.

On the other hand, Seungcheol hasn't shown up since that day. Not once. Not even to pick up his things. Y/N broke up with him, and just like that, he vanished. They all tried to reach him....calls, messages, even showing up at his old haunts....but nothing. Even his parents refuse to speak about it, shutting every door gently but firmly, like they're protecting a wound that's still bleeding.

They all say he needs time. But how much time is enough? How long are they supposed to wait while Y/N keeps everything locked inside, and Seungcheol stays gone like a ghost?

Joshua sees it all....the way their faces tighten when they think Y/N's not looking, the way conversations trail off into uneasy silence. He feels just as helpless, just as lost. But he can't take it anymore. Not the silence. Not the waiting.

So he decides to do something about it. If no one else will move, he will.]

*knock, knock, knock*

Y/N:

Come in.

Joshua:

Hey!

[Joshua steps inside, offering a small, hesitant smile. There's an awkwardness in the air....palpable, almost heavy. He's never really spoken to Y/N one-on-one like this. Their connection has always been through others, like quiet glances at dinner tables or polite greetings in passing. And now, here he is, standing in front of her door like he belongs. Y/N rises quickly, surprised, eyes wide in disbelief.]

Y/N:

Oh! Joshua... come, have a seat.

[She gestures to the chair beside her bed, still recovering from the unexpectedness of his visit. Joshua sits down slowly, his smile lingering, but it wavers slightly as he fumbles for the right words. The silence stretches for a second too long.]

Joshua:

If it's fine with you... can we talk? It's important.

[She doesn't respond right away. But deep inside, she already knows. She can feel what this is about, even if the words haven't been said yet. She lowers her eyes, a quiet understanding in them.]

Joshua:

It's okay if you don't want to talk. I'll come some other time.

[He begins to rise, unsure, already feeling like maybe he misstepped. But then her voice stops him....gentle, calm.]

Y/N:

It's okay. We can talk. Please... be comfortable around me. I'm not going to bite.

[She adds a faint smile, something soft and reassuring, and Joshua exhales like he's been holding his breath this whole time. He nods, a little more at ease.]