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imagine #16 cha junho type: angst + fluff request for; @gaysite
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On that brisk Monday morning, I walked out of the front door of my house, turning back to lock the door. I made my way to the house next door, sitting on the porch steps. My music was blaring through my headphones as I bobbed my head to the beat. It wasn't until I felt a tap on my shoulder that was broken out of that trance.
I turned around to see my best friend Junho with a frown on his face. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused as to why he looked so down. After standing up from his porch, the two of us began our walk to the bus stop. "Why do you always wait at my doorstep? You know we can meet at the bus stop, right?"
A smile made its way on my lips, trying to forget the annoyed tone of his voice as I saw the bus coming from the distance. Once we were seated, I turned back to Junho to continue.
" I don't think I need a reason to wait for my best friend. Besides, you're always forgetful" Junho scoffed and turned his head away from my direction. "I am not. I am just as good at remembering things like you are."
I smirked to myself as I held his keys in my hand. "Tell that to these. Anyone could have walked into your house. Be lucky you have a friend like me." Junho's eyes widened and he quickly grabbed the keys from my hand. I tried my best to cheer him up but he continued to ignore me for the entirety of the ride to school.
Once we reached our stop, Junho grabbed his things quickly and left without me. I tried to call out his name, but he ignored me. Confused I just chose to go about my own business.
After walking into my class, I sat down at my desk, continuing to listen to my music. I felt my eyes become heavier as I drifted to sleep when I was interrupted by a loud noise. I jolted up and saw it was one of my good friends, Jawahir. She smiled at me as she handed me a carton of milk with one already in her hand.
"Yah, Arabella. How can you already be asleep? School just started." I let out a small laugh and shook my head, taking small sips from my milk. "It's Junho. He seemed annoyed earlier and I don't know if it's something I did" Jawahir shrugged her shoulders as she patted my shoulder to comfort me. "Just forget about it. Knowing you two, I'm sure things will be better by lunch." I nodded, hoping what Jawahir had said would be true. The teacher entered class and my worries began to wash away slowly as the day progressed.
Once the bell for lunch rang, Jawahir and I walked to the cafeteria with linked arms. Once we had grabbed our food, we found a table and began to eat. Later on, I saw Junho enter with his classmates. I called him and gestured for him to come over but just like in the morning, he had ignored me. Worried, I looked at Jawahir for advice. She noticed Junho's odd behaviour as well. "Okay, something is definitely up. I say you go talk to him."
I nodded in agreement and stood up to put an end to this nonsense. Once I was at Junho's table, I cleared my throat to get his attention. "Junho, can I talk to you? It won't take long." I watched as Junho slammed his chopsticks on the table, letting out a deep sigh. I was shocked at his sudden behaviour and became even more shocked when he turned to glare at me. "Yah, Arabella Kim. Can't you see I'm busy? I know you're a loner but you can't bother me because I'm your only friend. Got it?"
I could hear a few laughters and comments from students around me as my eyes began to well up with tears. Jawahir noticed and helped me out of the crowded room before I could break down. She took me to the rooftop, hugging me as tight as she could to comfort me as I let everything out. "How could he embarrass me in front of the entire school? Is he really sick of me? Am I really that horrid?"
Before Jawahir could say anything, I heard the door open and a soft voice calling my name. I looked up from Jawahir's embrace to see Junho. He looked down, ashamed of his past actions as he slowly walked over to where we were. He faced Jawahir with a look of desperation. "I know I shouldn't even be asking this, but is it possible for me to speak to Arabella alone?"
Jawahir looked at me for my answer and I weakly nodded. She sighed and pulled away from me and began to leave the rooftop, not before earning Junho. "If she comes back down with tears in her eyes, consider yourself dead Cha Junho." Junho meekly nodded as Jawahir disappeared behind the door.
Junho turned to face me as he walked closer towards me. "Arabella, I need to give you an apology. I treated you like trash today when all you've done is help me" I looked up and saw tears running down Junho's face. "I've been thinking with a toxic mindset for a while and I guess I always thought that there would be a day where you would leave me. So, I thought if I ignored you first, it would hurt less. But seeing you know, I realized I've done more damage than just talking to you about it. I'm so sorry Arabella. I really am."
By that point, Junho dropped down to his knees, overwhelmed with his emotions that keep flowing out. All I could do in the moment was hold him as tightly as I could, hoping that our bond could fix the broken pieces. "Cha Junho. If you're still you, then I will never stop being there for you and I will never let anyone stop me from doing that. I need you to trust me. Trust that I will be there for you, no matter what."
Junho looked up at me with his eyes that were now red from the crying. "How can you forgive me? I just told you that I was intentionally trying to break our friendship for selfish reasons. I'm broken Arabella." I shook my head as I continued to comfort Junho. "That was your toxic mindset speaking for you. I know the real Junho wouldn't do that. And as long as I'm here, I'll pick up the pieces so that you can be whole again. I promise."
Junho hesitated for a bit, but after hearing my words he smiled brightly. I hugged him as tightly as I could, knowing that with a bit of love and support, I could pick up the pieces of the puzzle that fell and remake the beautiful image I already knew.
(UNEDITED) ————— It's okay if you don't love yourself just yet, but never deal with a toxic mindset by yourself. Never try to be your own doctor and patient for serious issues like this. ❤️
