𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

changbin - back & forth

content includes: ex bf! changbin x poc fem reader.

november 5 2025

in honor of me and my 2 year bf breaking up.

enjoy.

(no smut)

pt 1.
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"y/n why you being like this?" changbin asked her through the phone, getting frustrated. "i have every right to be like this!" she shouted through the phone, pacing around her living room. "i'm just asking you for one answer and you can't even give me that you just making it seem like we didn't spend a part of our life's together." y/n spoke again, this time on the verge of tears, and changbin heard it.

changbin looked around the studio, rolling out his neck and letting out a silent groan. he stood up and put the phone on mute, tapping chan on his shoulder. "i gotta handle this call, you got me ?" he asked and chan hummed, dapping him up.

"yeah yeah yeah, i got you.. and aye—" chan paused and gently squeezed his hand. "stop fighting with her. sit down and talk that shit out. yall been kicking it way to long."

changbin chuckled, "you right thank you bro. love." he said before walking out and grabbing his keys. changbin looked to see if she was still on the phone as he walked to the elevator. changbin wasn't surprised when he seen she hung up.

he called her back, keeping it in the back of his mind to resave her number.

she picked up screaming .

"changbin why the fuck do you keep playing with me!?" she yelled trough the phone making changbin wince. "why you hollering y/n, i had to tell chan i was leaving."

"just tell me who this hoe is like why are you playing stupid." y/n said, most likely she's rubbing her hand on her forehead.

changbin got in her car and clicked on the screenshot of some girl in his instagram comments.

"mmcht, man y/n we been broke up for like two months already. why is these lil ass emojis bothering you baby."

changbin noticed her breath hitched when she called her that.

"it bothers me because you hearted and replied to some of that shit. you wasn't posting on instagram when we was together unless you posted me but now you up like two thousand followers. like i find this weird ass fuck and you playing with me, that's why i'm mad. simple."

changbin sighed before tapping his thumb on the steering wheel, debating on what to say.

"we broke up for a reason y/n."

"..."

"im sorry but am i wrong? look, i love you and shit but we just not clicking like we used to, we broke up for a reason."

"man, you keep saying that like it's supposed to make me feel better or something," y/n shot back, pacing across her apartment floor. "you say we broke up for a reason but you wasn't even tryna fix shit! it's like you was waiting on that reason, changbin."

changbin groaned lowly, one hand on the steering wheel as he pulled out the parking lot. "y/n, i tried. i been tried, but every time we talk it turn into this," he said, his tone calm but heavy with frustration. "you don't listen. you just wanna argue, you wanna be right all the time."

"and you wanna act like you the victim, huh?" y/n snapped, sniffling through her nose. "don't do that. don't sit here and play that humble card like you wasn't out here liking pictures and commenting on shit when we was still figuring us out. like, come on now—be real, changbin."