Relationship Oneshots II feat. C/n and you

An Argument

Y/n pov

"C/n if it weren't for you this wouldn't have happened!" I stormed inside my room with frustrated footsteps, slamming open the innocent door and closed it right before C/n pushed it open again.

"What?! It was YOUR idea Y/n, stop blaming me!" his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance. It was Saturday evening and we were arguing just like toddlers.

"Ugh! It was clear whose fault it is you jerk!!" I turned around and glared at him.

"Fine! If you really think it's my fault, then go ahead. I don't CARE anymore!"

I gasped an stared at him for a while, thinking whether he meant what he just said.

"I hate you!" I yelled as I threw a pillow at him, then pushed C/n out of my room, not forgetting to lock the door, "I DON'T CARE EITHER!" I shouted through the door.

"Y/n--wait!" C/n shouts were blocked by the wooden door as he tried to open it again. I went to my bed and leaned against the headboard, I hugged my knees and buried my face in my arms.

C/n pov

"Y/N!"

I shouted but there were no response. Y/n just shut me out. great. I sighed in frustration and made my way to the couch. I sat down staring down at my hands, my chest felt heavy.

We were arguing about something small and now the air just feel so uncomfortable. Come to think of it, it wasn't even something worth fighting for.

'I can't believe I just shouted at her like that, I screwed up.'

I spent the next 10 minutes calming my head before deciding to clear this misunderstanding.

"I should probably apologize now," I muttered under my breath as I turned my head and took a glance at Y/n's door room. So I stood up and made my way toward her room. I took a deep breath but the door was opened before I could knock, revealing Y/n staring up at me with wide eyes.

"A-ah, hi Y/n," I quickly hid my hand behind my back and stuttered an awkward greeting.

"C/n?" she gave me a surprise look but then adverted her gaze to the floor, "What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.

My heart was irritated once I saw those puffy red eyes, 'she'd been crying all this time, and I'm the one who did that. Y/n, I really just wanna hug you now in my arms and cuddle in my bed, giving you all my love and attention and be the one who wipes your tears for you, if only I can do that.'

I snapped out of my mind and shook my head back to reality, "Y/n, I was thinking, maybe we should, talk...you know."

Y/n pov

I eat when I'm frustrated. That was it. I lifted myself from my bed as soon as the thought of eating a bag of lays came into my head. I opened the door and to my surprise, C/n was standing right in front of my room.

Have you ever got that feeling when you're fighting with your boyfriend and he just looks at you with those...eyes that melts all your anger away but you still wanna show that you're mad although you're not?

"But of course only if you're ready to talk."

"C/n--I'm sorry, I can't talk to you right now."

C/n adverted his gaze to the ground and scratched the back of his neck. He gave me a sad smile, "Okay. I understand, I guess I'll wait until you're ready."