k-pop oneshots (mostly skz)

#3 You and Me, We are One (2jae)

inspired by You Calling My Name by Got7

Jaebum p.o.v

The moonlight kissed my pale skin, while I looked up to the sky. The stars shined brightly and even though it was nearly 3 a.m in the night I was completely awake. I sat on the roof of an old factory watching the stars. They looked so beautiful and innocent. Even though most of them probably don't even exist anymore, it was reassuring watching them. The sky looked so peacefully, but in truth everything was so loud up there. It was like, the sky just pretended, that everything is fine.

I took a deep breath and let it go. It was so cold, that I was able to see my breath. The winter this year was pretty mild, but in the night it was definitely too cold. Well, I sat there with just a leather jacket and a simple white shirt. Yes, I was freezing, but I kinda enjoyed it.

I looked down. The street lights, cars and signs of some shops blinked from far away. It was a beautiful view. Seoul seemed so quite from here. I loved this city and leaving wasn't an option. There is simply no way that another place is more beautiful.

The atmosphere gave me chills.

But something was missing. Well not something, but someone. A year ago I sat here with the love of my life. This was our place. Nobody knows about this old factory. It is not even allowed to enter this property or go on this roof, but nobody had ever catched me or us, so it was no big deal anymore.

And the love of my life? He left me, but it was my fault. Thinking about everything that happened back then, makes me wanna scream. Scream at myself. I was so dumb.

Yes, I was a fuckboy and yes, I cheated on him. Do I feel bad for it? YES. I hate me for hurting him like this.

It was a warm summernight when we left a club to enjoy the seoul nightlife. We just were two good friends with some alcohol having a good time. In that night everything began. We found this place and decided to chill here for some time. He was my childhood friend and even though we already knew everything about the other, we talked for hours.

I will never forget, how he just asked me if he could tell me something. He seemed so nervous, while I just simply nodded. But to my surprise he just leaned forward and kissed me. Not on the cheek or on the forhead. On my lips. It was truly a magical moment.

He knew, that I was the popular boy, who had fucked every girl in our school and he still risked everything just to kiss me. It was too much for me. I was overwhelmed by my feelings.

After breaking the kiss, he blushed badly and looked away. Instead of saying something I pulled him back and kissed him again. That's how it all started. He was my first relationship. The first person I really loved and not just wanted to play with. He was so much more, than those girls.

We saw each other daily and didn't care about the others. No fights, just some little and unimportant arguments, like in every relationship. Overall it was perfect. He was perfect.

But everything was going too well.

I fell back into old habits. A party. Lots of alcohol. Hot girls and a night.

There was this girl. She flirted with me nonstop. Her hips rubbing against mine and I couldn't take it. The alcohol in my blood controlled me and I kissed her. It was a whole make out session and I wanted to stop, but simply couldn't.

And guess what. He was invited to the party. My boyfriend saw me making out with this random girl.

I found out about it only a day later, when he messaged me, that it was over and that he would leave the city. With teary eyes I cried his name. I felt like an fucking idiot. He left me, because of this shit.

It broke me and I realised, that I need to change. Not just my image, but my attitude.

Now I was like every other student. I'm learning for exams and enjoy the freetime with friends. I stopped fucking around and found the way to myself, but my other half still wasn't here.Here next to me.

One year. One year, since I saw him the last time. One year, since I broke his heart. One year, since I last heard him say my name.

Tears left my eyes. Another night I'm sitting here crying.

And the only thing I needed was him saying my name, because I said his everyday. Every hour. Every minute.

„Youngjae!", I screamed in the darkness and burried my face in my hands. Sobs left my mouth as I shivered. It was too cold and the air hitted my cheeks.

I felt so useless. So dumb. Like an asshole. He left, because of me.

Out of nowhere I felt something on my shoulder. Soft fabric touched my skin and a wonderful smell laid in the air.

My hand slowly grabbed the clothing. It was a jacket. Wait- What? Who? Nobody knows about this place, except for him.

Someone sat down with me and I looked up. No way-

„Hey, Jaebum", I heard his soft voice finally saying my name.

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Hey :D

finally the 2jae oneshot hehe

it's kinda sad, but with an open ending ^^ means, that the rest of the story is left to your imagination ;)

well, i hope y'all enjoyed the story and stay healthy :3

bye bye <3