oneshots for txt!! includes: fluff, maybe angst(?), all sfw!! member x reader. proper spelling & grammar. [this is pure fiction and does not represent the real txt or their personalities] 🩶
╔══════════════════╗ CHOI SOOBIN ✎ xxi. just for a week ╚══════════════════╝
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Maybe your genius idea to not tell your friends that you had broken up with Soobin hadn't been as genius as you thought. The original thought was to give yourself enough time to process the change before sharing. But now, swept away on an impromptu summer vacation, of which the beach cabin Yeji booked only had 3 bedrooms, you realized just how truly stupid that idea two months ago had been. Because of your failure to communicate your new relationship status, you and Soobin were expected to share a room. With only 1 bed.
It couldn't be that bad, right? You were still friendly with Soobin. Sure, there was a little bit of awkwardness in the air between you two every time you talked, but it wasn't like you hated him. He was still the same kind, considerate, and loving man he always had been while you dated. He hadn't changed, still treating you as gently as ever.
It was especially clear that Soobin didn't want to overstep your boundaries, knowing the scars from the breakup were still quite present. However amicable and "healthy" the breakup had been, you were still struggling to figure out your emotions after the fact. A part of you felt like it would've been easier to move on if you and Soobin hadn't fit so well together. From hobbies, interests, likes, dislikes, food preferences, opinions— you matched up with him on almost everything.
Everyone was able to see it. Yeonjun, Ryujin, Lia, and Beomgyu all agreed that you were a match made in heaven. Maybe your hesitance to tell them of your breakup had been for fear of shattering their excitement for you and Soobin. You knew they would ask why you broke up, and you weren't ready to discuss the details.
The past few weeks had been filled with a battle, trying to stop missing him as much as you did. Reminding yourself that the breakup was your choice, a chance to focus on yourself and get into a better mental headspace. You'd made significant progress. At least, you thought you had. Being around each other for even just one day on this vacation put you back at square one immediately.
And now, rolling your suitcase into the bedroom you were expected to share with the man, a weight only settled in your chest, wondering how the hell you were supposed to survive a week in his presence. He came up behind you, backpack slung over one shoulder.
"Ah... You didn't tell them, did you?" Soobin's voice was smooth, posing the question to you in a relaxed manner. You shook your head.
"Did you?"
"No. You didn't seem ready."
Even the simple observation had your heart cracking slightly in your chest. You missed how easily he could read you, how he truly understood how you felt better than anyone. You missed him.
"Should I room with Yeonjun and Beomgyu? I really don't mind," he offered immediately, seeing the apprehensive look on your face.
You sighed. "No. They'll catch on if you do that. It's really fine. Just don't cross onto my side of the bed, okay?"
"Okay."
You couldn't fall asleep. You could barely even think with Soobin right there. He was facing away from you, head buried in his pillow, quietly breathing. From what you could tell, he wasn't asleep yet. Yet he seemed so comfortable and calm that you were almost fooled by it. He had been so relaxed and unaffected by everything the whole day; your presence, sharing a room, sharing a bed. Every hurdle that seemed to knock you over bypassed Soobin with ease. You wondered if he was faking it like you or if he had truly moved on from you completely in just three weeks. Maybe you were the only one lingering onto feelings from the past in his presence.
He shifted, turning over to face you and you froze. You didn't remember when you had turned to stare at his back, but now that you were staring straight into his eyes, you wanted to sink into the floor and disappear. Exes definitely shouldn't be this hung up, right?
"I can't sleep when you're staring at me like that," he whispered.
"I can't sleep with you that far away from me."
Fuck.
"I-I meant that close to me. I can't sleep when you're that close," you reiterated, silently begging that your awful coverup would work. You could barely make out him raising an eyebrow in the dark.
"Are you sure? You always slept better in my arms."
He wasn't lying. In fact, your sleep had been one of the things that had suffered post-breakup. It was hard to fall asleep and even harder to stay asleep with Soobin gone and your bed feeling so noticeably cold every night.
His warm hand reached for your wrist, hesitantly grabbing it, giving you time to push him away. You didn't. Instead, you let him pull you closer, until your head rested on his chest, the sound of his steadily beating heart faint in your ears.
"I'll help you sleep soundly," he mumbled.
You held onto him tighter, feeling drowsy for the first time surrounded by his body warmth and comforting scent. Maybe you'd let him help you sleep. Just for a week.
