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Liu ZhiBang

Liu ZhiBang x reader

You were sprawled on the couch, a bag of Chips and a tub of ice cream on your lap. He lied to you. He promised that he wouldn't ever leave you. Why were you so fucking stupid? He was a trainee. Not some regular boy. He would be leaving soon to attend a show called Idol Producer. And who knows when he would come back. You speed dialed him to scream at him. How could he not tell you? Was he just going to leave without saying goodbye? He picked up and his raspy, smol morning voice crackled through the other end of the line.
"Hello?"
Your anger subsided and you felt despair rather than anger. You gulped down a sob and quietly spoke into the phone. " hey. I heard you were leaving." You could hear him shoot straight up in bed.
" you did?"
You nodded, unable to speak.
"Yeah." Your voice was hardly above a whistle.
" I have to go somewhere. I'll call you later" he rapidly spoke and beep, he hung up. Your phone slipped out of your hand as you sat there, shocked to the core. Never in the 2 years you two have dated had he ever hung up on you so quickly. You sank into the pillows with a whimper.
You laid there for a solid ten minutes, feeling like a pessimistic brat. This was a once in a lifetime chance. If he didn't take it, there was no telling if he would ever debut. Lost deep in thought, you didn't realized that someone was unlocking the door. You gasped and huddled into a little ball, nestling into the nook of the couch. The front door swung open and there stood-
Bang Bang. You froze and glanced down at the chips and the empty tub of ice cream. You slowly adjusted your blankets over your collection of junk food. ZhiBang said nothing as he shut the door behind him. " Junk food isn't good for you." He said so suddenly, your heart jerked out of your chest. He turned quietly and held up a bag of your favorites chips and sweets. He smiled sheepishly, so pure you almost melted. "Guess I should keep that in mind." Fresh tears brimmed and you turned away, not wanting Zhi Bang to see. You felt him slide next to you and he wrapped his arms around you. "You know I love you right?" He murmured. You wanted to say something witty, but you could only offer a small nod. Because it was true. He had never done anything to show otherwise. He always chose places that you loved, even if he didn't like it. He never left your side when you were sick, even skipping training days. He looked at you so tenderly, and lovingly, you pretty much melted into a puddle. He always stood up for you when you were being bullied.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked softly and you shook your head, weak.
"No."
" really?" You could hear the uncertainty in his voice. You snuggle up to him and nod.
"Yes. Really."
He visibly slumped in relief.
"Oh good, because I didn't want to leave while you were angry and I was scared that -"
You cut him off by kissing him.
" Let's not talk about that right now. K?"
ZhiBang fell quiet and pulled you closer to him.
"Do you want to watch a movie or something?" He offered. You could tell that he just wanted to lay there and do nothing, and frankly you felt the same way. You shook your head and he cracked a soft, smol smile.
" Good, cause I wasn't going to play one anyway." You smiled to yourself and laid your head on his shoulder. You soon succumbed to slumber.

You awoke to the smell of slightly fresh coffee. You propped yourself up on your elbows. You looked down and furrowed your eyebrows. You didn't remember falling asleep in a burrow of blankets. You glanced up, half expecting ZhiBang to be drinking coffee out of a glass, since he never drank out of mugs. But he wasn't there. In fact, he wasn't anywhere. A piece of paper with ZhiBang's handwriting layed on the coffee table, awaiting to be read. You picked it up with trembling fingers.

Honey, I'm sorry to leave you so suddenly, but I've left to the airport. Just know that I love you more than you would ever know. My dear, you are everything to me. If you want to see me off, my plane arrives at 10:00am. I hope I'll see you there. -your love, Bang Bang.

Your head shot up, and your eyes found the clock. 9:30.
"OshitImmabelate." You muttered to yourself. You grabbed your keys, and smoothed down your hair. Brushing crumbs off your black leggings, you grabbed the nearest sweater. Which just so happens to be Bang Bang's favorite yellow sweater. His cologne enveloped you as your slip it on. It's warm and cozy. It's nice. No wonder he likes it. You don't stand there for long. You shoved your feet into your boots, ignoring the horrible itch in your feet.

The door slammed close as you flew out to the car. You backed out of the driveway and drive down the street.

It seemed like 4 hours had passed by time you arrived at the airport. You rushed inside and searched for ZhiBang. After 15 minutes of searching, you started to panic. What if he already left? Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped you in a back hug. You froze, debating whether or not to judo flip whoever was hugging you.
"You're wearing my sweater." Bang Bang's voice washed over you like a wave of relief. You relaxed and he let go of you. You turned to face him and smacked him in the shoulder.
"I thought you were a groper!"
He laughed, but it fell short.
Serious, he gazed at you, poker faced. Yet you could see the pain in his eyes. Not able to hold back any longer, you threw yourself into his arms.
"I'll miss you." You mumbled into his coat.
" I'll miss you more." He said softly.
"Flight 324 to Beijing." The voice of a young woman rang throughout the building.
"Well, there's my flight." ZhiBang said, struggling to keep his composure. " remember that I'm always with you, even if I'm not present. And I'll return, don't worry."
He gently kissed you on the lips and pulled away. He gave you a melancholy smile. "Stay gold, Y/N. Stay gold." And he was gone.

YEET YEET ITS UP. For those of you who may be reading my BTS ONESHOTS book, I am currently placing that on hold. I am going back to it I promise, but I wanted to start this series before the show ends. :) I do take requests, as long as smut isn't involved. Other than that, feel free to hit me with some wild ideas. I will write about boy x boy so yea. Peace out yo.