May your heart never stop beating for me - Choi Yeonjun X f!reader
a/n: *ahem* hiš itās been a long looong while since I last wrote something and posted in here(my apologies), but ummmm this is a comeback ? sort of? idk, but what I know is that this was sitting on my docs app FOR SO SO LONG LIKE SINCE FEBRUARY and it was supposed to be out on Halloween and then on Christmas but I got sickš¬ anyways consider this a miracle and a late gift š (Iām also planning a Soob fic that was supposed to be out on his birthday but shhhhhlets not talk about it for now).
a/nĀ²: yāall I liedšØ Iām late once again, but what matters is that itās finally here!! Literally a year later š and ummm I tried to mix two ways of writing this, so I hope it was not confusing!
Genre: angst? itās bittersweet.
CW: toxic relationship (nothing to worry about, YJ and mc just go back and forth), language, Yeonjun has a bad behavior(Iām not sorry, I was feeling very angsty), implied suggestive touches? they both need each other in a not so healthy way. Lemme know if I missed something!
WC: 2.2k
disclaimer: this only fiction and does not represent this idol in any way.
Pls enjoy and give me feedbacks:DDD they make me very happy (English is not my first language, excuse any mistakes š)
Songs I listened while writing this: here
The weather outside was definitely a mood killer. As the days passed by, October just got colder and colder. And itās not like the chilly weather wasnāt nice, in fact, it was actually quite pleasant.
The season was nice, sure. But spending the days alone was not on your āto doā list, to be honest.
Yeonjun left without even explaining himself once again. Everyday life seemed meaningless and the urge to check up on him was growing more and more.
It was worthless, though. Why bother yourself when he has never put you on the top of his priority list? Was it too much to ask?
Despite that, here you were, almost 10pm on a Tuesday trying to cheer up your mood with a random movie playing on the TV.
It was a terrible film, though. The best option was probably going to sleep, but you knew better; going to bed meant reminiscing everything until the first ray of sunshine was peeking through the curtains.
In the end, you tried to go through that mess.
And, somehow, that thing was able to get your attention to the point where you ended up startled by the sound of the doorbell.
You tried to ignore it at first, too scared to check who it was, but it rang again. Was it a murder? No, no murder would ring the doorbell before making a victim.
In defeat, and dragging your feet to where the door was, you took a look through the peephole and, right now, the person outside was probably worse than a murder.
Yeonjun couldnāt be on the other side in the middle of the night, right? It was like he read your mind.
You twisted the keys in a hurried move, though. Being curious sometimes was a curse.
āHey.ā Itās the only thing he bothered to say, looking at his feet like he was ashamed. As if.
āWhat are you doing here?ā You hissed, not really sure of how you were supposed to feel. Itās kind of bittersweet.
He was still looking at the ground, but you took notice of how Yeonjun was shivering. Was it due to the cold and the lack of clothes? Youāre not sure.
āIā¦ā a sigh escaped his chapped āI donāt know, all the roads lead me here at the end of the day, I suppose.ā It was an attempt to cheer up the mood, but by the look on your face he quickly replaced his smile with a frown.
Two pairs of eyes bored into each other, and it was clear that you were anything but pleased to see him standing by your doorstep. But, again, being good could be a curse, perhaps.
It was cold outside, and Yeonjun was shivering. Maybe you should invite him inside. Unfortunately, you did.
Huening Kai will have to deal with this later, I guess.
"Come on, you're clearly cold." You stepped aside, making room for him. "I can make some tea if you'd like. What do you say?"
"That's what I like about you, Y/N." Yeonjun winked "You're always looking out for me." and made himself comfortable on her couch.
"Do you deserve it, though?" the girl mumbled, occupying herself in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, the older boy was looking around the room and hallway. A few things changed; the picture you two took back in July was no longer hanging on the wall and a few decorations were out of place. Odd.
"Hey, Y/N?" he called, receiving back a hum. "Where's our photo? You know, the one you're kissing my cheek."
The nerve. Where does he think it went?
"What do you mean 'Where's our photo'?" She scoffed, dropping a few things while doing so. "I put it in a box, of course" and mumbled loud enough for Yeonjun to hear.
The boy frowned as if she said the most horrible thing in the world. How could she put it in a box? Does that mean their relationship meant nothing to her?
"I can see the gears turning inside your head." Y/N said from behind, which scared him a little. Did you have a sixth sense or something? "Don't think too much about itā¦ or do, it's up to you since I don't have a say in any of our conversations anyways."
Now, that definitely bruised his ego. Why were you being so passive aggressive all of sudden?
"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting by the couch once again.
Is he playing dumb? Or is he just trying to get under my skin?
Y/N bitterly chuckled. You surely could've ignored him when he knocked on your fucking door a few minutes ago, but you didn't and now you had to deal with his stupid behavior.
No, wait. Why were you complaining, though? You were the one who agreed to play his little games, right? Little games? Is that what this is?
"Hey, Y/N, look at me, will you?" Ah, it took him long enough. He used that sweet tone; he always did. Maybe that's his curse, being awfully sweet yet such a jerk sometimes. "What's wrong? Now I'm the one who's able to see the gears in your head." He chuckled and grabbed her hands, gesturing for Y/N to sit beside him.
His touch sent shivers down her spine, but itās not like she would admit it. And Yeonjun mustāve noticed that, because he took this opportunity to bring Y/N closer to his body with a hug.
That touch was supposed to be an act of comfort, but it only made her feel more anxious than when she saw his face earlier that night. However, it was impossible to ignore his scent; y/nās senses were drowning with every touch and breath lingering on her skin. Yeonjun was sneaky, he moved his hand off her arms and stroked her back, and, maybe, just maybe, y/nās heart started to beat a little bit faster and louder.
Perhaps thatās your curse. Yeonjun always found a way to drive you insane, and you always tried to push his buttons. But by the end of the day, you two would always get back together. Saying that it would be the last time youād hurt each other was pointless, because it was not the truth.
Despite everything, y/n wanted to be mad, sad and let everything out. But she couldnāt, her mind was a complete mess with every brush of his fingers on her skin.
āHey, you seem off.ā Yeonjun brought her face closer to his by holding her chin.
āAm I now?ā Y/N flinched at his touch, face burning with the proximity. Your body betraying your emotions made him smirk.
Yeonjunās breath was against her neck, with lips slightly brushing over her ear.
āYes, you are.ā He whispered. āKitten, talk to me. Why are your walls suddenly up, hm?ā And planted a kiss by her pulse point.
This situation was uncomfortable, to say the least. But itās not like you wanted him to stop.
Really? He should stop. You had to stop it.
āI hate youā¦ā y/nās breath hitched. She pushed him away, but that was not enough. He frowned and tried to get closer to you at all costs. āI hate you for lying to me. Andā¦and for running away when you sensed something was wrong. You always do that and then come back here to say itās the last time, but letās be honest, we both know itās not the last time andā¦ā
Yeonjun kept quiet the whole time. He knew you were right, it was a very good point, but he wouldnāt admit it. As always, he tried to stand up for himself.
āCome on, Y/N, thatās not true. We both know that.ā his thumb grazed the line of her upper lip and her whole body tingled at the touch.
You were better than that, of course. Your hands wrapping around his wrists to push him away were enough of a sign to startle him.
āYouāre making me look like some fucking crazy ex-boyfriend.ā His words were sharp; sharp enough to make Y/N chuckle and cry at the same time.
Maybe that's what he is. Ex-boyfriend. The words matched his actions, but why hearing or even saying it out loud left a bitter taste in your mouth?
āMaybe thatās what you are.ā hurt was evident in her voice. āYou run away, fuck some other girl and then come back to me expecting everything will be alright? Iām tired, Yeonjun. And Iād appreciate it if you could justā¦leave me alone.ā
He went silent. The room grew silent once again, and the only sound that dared break the silence was the soft thuds of his heart. His breath hitched, but he put on an act with a scoff, trying his best to look unfazed.
What else was he expecting? She was right, he messed up one too many times. Even when they did reconcile, it never lasted long.
After a few minutes of thinking, and an endless amount of silence, he looked at her with a sly smile curling his lips.
āKitten, has anyone made you feel as good as I do? I donāt think soā¦ā his lips widened even more with every second.
And, maybe, just maybe, he was right, and thinking about it left a bitter taste on your mouth. No one has ever made you feel like he did; does. Did it really matter if he shattered your heart? By the end of the day he would be just Yeonjun, the loving, caring and stupid boy you met through your friends.
Yeonjun could read you like a book, but you never really tried to hide your feelings or reactions either. Just the subtle brush of his fingertips on your arm was enough to get him under your skin again.
Itās all too overwhelming.
āYou like this, donāt you?ā He whispered. āItās a cat and mouse game. Excited much?ā Yeonjun added.
Oh, yes. This was nothing but a game.
Right before his eyes y/n was clearly aching. But you didnāt have anywhere to hide, did you? You opened the door and let him in.
Itās just you and me now, she thought.
āWho wins in the end?ā Y/n looked at him with a bored expression, but in reality everything about her was fragile now.
Despite that, Yeonjun kept a smug look on his face, bringing her close to him. It was obvious what he was thinking.
āIām not quite sure. Wanna find out?ā He licked his lips and kissed her cheek.
His breath was hot on your collar, making you loudly swallow. He moved his mouth from your face to your ear, then jawline and lastly the neck, making you whole body shiver with the contact, a human contact you missed for weeks.
āWhy do you treat me like this?ā She mumbled, too dizzy with his touches.
āNow, thatās not what I asked, love. Do you want to find out how this game ends?ā
A tear dared to almost run down your face. You wouldnāt let Yeonjun do that to you, though.
āM-mouseā¦ā Y/N whispered. āMouse wins.ā
Yeonjun seemed amused by your response, which made his grin widen; you couldnāt properly speak without wanting to break right in front of him.
He pulled away from you, going back on his feet.
Is he going away again? You thought right before he offered his hands for you to take. And so you did, just like you did a few months ago.
Surprisingly, the palm of his hands were really warm and welcoming. Who wouldāve thought, right?
āYouāre so pretty, princessā¦ā Yeonjun smoothed your hair and dragged his thumb across your lips.
Pretty? Itās more like āweakā.
He was asking for something, that was a fact even if unspoken. You couldnāt blame him, could you? He was just this good at turning the tables, so good to the point he would make you feel weak and break for him.
āYouāre not supposed to be hereā¦ā That was everything y/n was able to reply. She was confused, frustrated. Why was he doing all of this? To torture you?
But it felt good, though; having him there in the middle of the living room under the dim lights of the apartment. You didnāt want to be alone, it was not a good option.
However, it was impossible to ignore the tension growing in the air.
Before she could think some more, Yeonjun stumbled with her into the kitchen, being quick to press a soft kiss on her lips and placing her on top of the counter.
It was a short touch of lips, but enough to make y/n sparkle inside and also shake with anxiety. He did know how to be convincing.
āThis is the last time I tell youāve got it wrongā¦the last time Iāll run away.ā He mumbled, chin resting on her shoulder while she caressed his covered back.
āOnly if you promise me your heart wonāt ever stop beating for me.ā
He nodded, a silent agreement.
Was it really?
āI promise.ā Yeonjun smirked, holding y/n on his arms and dragging her down the hallway straight to her room.
Heh happy Valentineās Day yāall
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Oh god I just read the final chapter and Iām late sorry for that idk why I didnāt get the notification and god what an emotional roller coaster it was! I got emotional and then I giggled over something ughh you did amazing as always my dearest!
And Iām so glad you didnāt let Freddy and Moony die my babies ššššš But Snape my dear, my eyes filled with tears when I read his death. But Iām so glad he got to see Regulus for one last time.
And what about Reader and Bellatrix part?!? I have so many words but letās just say she got what she deserved :))
Oh and the cute relationship between Sirius and Reader is just what I needed thank you for writing them so sweet š„¹š
The confession at the end made me so emotional I still remember the first time these two interacted and now they are being cosy and lovey dovey š„¹š We love romantic Regulus Black in this house ššš
AND the kiss????? THE KISS EVEYONE!! It finally happened I canāt believe it! And not once but twice?? Iām crying rn! That was so soooo good. I canāt get over the patronus scene, my god I canāt find the words to describe how I felt when I read that!!
Iām going to miss Second Son so so damn much and Iām not ready to let it go yet :ā) Iām waiting for epilogue to cry about it!
I have a lot more to say but Iāll wait for epilogue. Love you so much š«¶š»
-Val āØ
My Val <333!!
I hate being shadowbanned *sigh*, but I'm so glad to see you omg <333. Fred and Remus are far too precious to me, and I figured that I tortured everyone with enough angst to last for a while haha. I thoroughly enjoyed mapping out Snape's death scene (as morbid as it sounds) because he is such a controversial figure in the fandom, and I really had to balance my own personal pity for him, and how he may be irredeemable in other reader's eyes. But the Regulus + Snape reunion was very bittersweet, and I do feel bad for killing off one of Reggie's last remaining friends....
The Bellatrix duel was a looong time coming, and I hope I did it justice! And everyone say thank you Neville for never questioning reader on their personal vendetta against the woman <3. It's safe to say that Voldie and Bellatrix are both floating in limbo together, forever in turmoil <33.
Surprisingly, I never planned for Sirius and reader to be close at all, but as I was writing the story, it felt like I was growing and learning just like the characters in the story, and it just kind of happened!
We love Reggie so much omg, and YES! Finally! The slow burn has BURNT!! Those two lovable idiots were dancing around a confession for so long haha, but I'm glad that everyone enjoyed the double kiss :)))!! The patronus scene is one of the very few specific plot details that I've had planned since the beginning, and writing it out just made it sink in that the series is really ending <//3.
I am going to miss this series dearly, and I am so overjoyed to see that you've enjoyed this journey just as much, lovely <33. I look forward to seeing you at the epilogue <33!! Love you so much, dear <3
-cherry<333
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