Reneé Rapp x Fem Reader One shots

whisper of moments (Pt 1)

The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a golden hue over the city had arrived, dressing the trees in vibrant oranges and reds, yet the chill in the air felt more like a prelude to winter than a celebration of fall. Renee stood by her window, watching the leaves tumble lazily from the branches, lost in thoughts that weighed heavily on her heart.

Across town, Y/N was navigating her way through the bustling café where they often spent their afternoons. The smell of coffee and baked goods filled the air, a comforting reminder of the countless moments shared here. Each table seemed to echo with laughter, but today, Y/N felt the emptiness that had slowly crept into their relationship.

A week earlier, they had celebrated their one-year anniversary. The evening had been perfect—candlelit dinner, soft music, the warmth of shared glances and sweet smiles. But in the days that followed, a shadow had settled between them, a silence that neither knew how to break.

"Y/N, can we talk?" Renee had asked, her voice trembling slightly as they walked hand-in-hand through the park. The autumn leaves crunched beneath their feet, but the sound felt muted, almost somber.

"Of course," Y/N replied, her heart racing. She had sensed it, too—the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air, a rift that seemed to widen with each passing day.

They found a quiet bench beneath a sprawling oak, its branches swaying gently in the breeze. Renee sat down, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sweater. "I've been thinking..." she began, her gaze fixed on the ground. "About us."

Y/N's heart sank. She had feared this moment, yet a part of her knew it was inevitable. "What about us?"

Renee took a deep breath, her eyes finally meeting Y/N's. "I don't know if we're on the same page anymore. It feels like... like we're drifting apart."

Y/N's chest tightened. "I don't want to drift apart. I love you, Renee. I thought we were happy."

"We are happy," Renee insisted, her voice breaking. "But... I feel like we're just going through the motions. We need to figure out what we want."

Silence enveloped them, the kind that felt heavy and suffocating. Y/N reached for Renee's hand, squeezing it gently. "We can work through this. I don't want to lose you."

Renee pulled her hand away, the distance between them now painfully palpable. "I don't want to lose you either. But sometimes love isn't enough. Sometimes people just... change."

Y/N's mind raced, searching for words that could bridge the widening chasm. "But we've been through so much together. We can't just throw it all away."

Renee looked away, her expression filled with anguish. "It's not about throwing it away. It's about being honest with ourselves. I don't want us to resent each other because we're holding on to something that's not there anymore."

The tears stung Y/N's eyes, but she fought them back. "You're saying all of this like it's already decided. Can't we try to fix it? Talk about how we're feeling?"

Renee took a shaky breath. "I think we've talked enough. I just... need some time to think. To figure things out."

With those words, a fracture appeared in their world, a crack that threatened to splinter their love into irreparable pieces. Y/N felt the ground shift beneath her, the air thick with uncertainty. "Time? How much time?"

"I don't know," Renee whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "Just... a little space."

That was the last time they truly spoke about their feelings. The days that followed felt like a series of dreams—a haze of memories, laughter, and love intertwined with fear and doubt. They saw each other less often, their interactions reduced to brief texts and stolen glances in the hallways of their school.