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hyunsuks-beanie · 2 years

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Matters of the Heart Pt. 6

Pairing: Best friend! Yeonjun x gn. reader

Genre: Fluff; Angst; Maybe eventual smut

Content Warnings: University au!; lots pining; our main leads being stupid; I haven't planned smut for this one, but it might as well turn suggestive; mentions of fainting in this chapter, but nothing too severe

Word Count: 1.84k words

Mellow speaks: So I feel like this series is gonna be somewhere around 10 chapters? Maybe? And I'm looking forward to finishing it off with you guys!! Also, this was due yesterday but I'm sorry I couldn't post it due to some,,,,, reason.

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The light seems too bright as it begins to hurt your eyelids, beginning to wake you awake from your unconscious slumber. You're on a bed that feels oddly unfamiliar, the hard mattress a sharp contrast from the one you're used to back at your dorm. You don't remember how you got here at first, but when you hear the distinct sound of someone sniffling, it starts to slowly come back to you. Getting sick, being brought to the infirmary, the guys being made to leave you alone to rest, and Yeonjun showing up, out of breath.

That's the last thing you can remember, the worried look of concern on his face having had itched itself into your head. "How did he get here? Who told him?" your thoughts start to race at the prospect, your head starting to throb little by little as sleep continues to let go of you, your eyes starting to flutter open and your hand beginning to twitch slightly. You're trying to wake up, but it's like your body doesn't want to give in just yet, eager to stay away from the drama in your life for a bit longer.

That though, is only until you hear a voice call out your name, an edge to it that instantly gives away who it belongs to. "Y/N....sweetie please wake up. I'm sorry I wasn't here earlier." It's Yeonjun, of course it is. Concern laces every word that he utters, and as he reaches for your hand, you find yourself wanting to squeeze back. You're happy he's here when you need him, but from the direction in which things seem to be going, you're too not sure if you can this up for long.

"I should have known, I should have noticed. I've always been able to tell when you weren't feeling well, and I should have been able to do that this time too. Fuck, I'm so sorry for not looking out for you better, I'm sorry I let stuff change between us." His voice drops to a whisper as he says the last part, and despite yourself, you can't help but let your eyes open at last, your bottom lip getting stuck between your teeth when you look up at him.

It takes Yeonjun a second to feel your gaze on him, his head snapping up to meet it when he does. Next thing he knows, he's smiling from ear to ear, the grin on his face contagious enough to somehow make you crack one too, your eyes going wide as you find yourself being pulled by the arm, a little too harshly. He engulfs you in a hug, nearly suffocating you as his arms get wrapped around your form, his face buried in your neck. Once again, it isn't the first time he's done something like this, but the way he seems to have worried himself into a frenzy over you makes you feel warm inside, but at the same time, makes you go stiff at his actions. And it doesn't go unnoticed by him, his grip around you going lax as he lets you pull away, the air becoming awkward once more.

"How long have I been out?," you ask, trying to avoid looking into his eyes. But he's persistent, keeping up with his attempts at getting you to face him while he says, "A couple hours. I got here at just the right moment." You remember being shocked at finding him there, and the surprise that you had felt then is still lingering in the back of your mind as you let slip the question that's been you. "How did you know I was here?," you echo your thoughts, lifting your head up to search his eyes. He knows he should say that Taehyun informed him, but there's a nagging in his head, reprimanding him for having to rely on someone else for being told about your health, something he used to be able to do with a single glance at your face. He can't help but bite the inside of his cheek, mumbling out the younger's name in a voice so low you barely hear it.

His eyes are downcast by now, another slew of apologizes waiting ready at the tip of his tongue. That is, until you decide to break the silence, your hand coming to rest over his as you gulp a little. "It's not your fault, okay?," you whisper, your free hand moving on its own to caress his cheek, just the way you always used to do.

You do hesitate for a second, clenching and then unclenching your fingers, unsure of whether you should speak your mind or not. "We both were being stupid, I'm just as much at fault as you are. I should've talked to you more, I should've told you if I wasn't feeling well. But it's just that even I didn't know I wasn't well, y'know how I can be when it comes to such things, right? I just didn't know, and even if I did......," you take a pause, not knowing how to put the last part into words.

The silence has Yeonjun searching your face, trying to discern what you're going to say before you even say it. He feels like he has an inkling, but he can't be too sure of what's going on in your head. So he's left waiting for you to speak again, watching as you bite down on your lip, taking another deep breath. "I wouldn't have told you, because I know you've got better things to do than be my babysitter. I know you've got a life outside of me, and I don't want to intrude on that life."

That's all you need to say before he loses it, his hands finding your shoulders as you're pulled into a hug once more, this one even tighter than the previous. "Don't you dare say that, idiot," he mumbles, pulling away only to rest his own hand against your cheek just like you had done not five minutes ago. "Don't you ever say that again," he says, nodding his head as if you're a child he's teaching. "You're my priority, you've always been my priority and even now, you're always going to be my priority. You're not fucking intruding on my life, you never could. You're a part of my life, heck, you're a part of me."

His words sound sweeter than honey, almost making you choke up as you lean into his touch at last. You don't take note of your surroundings, failing to see the audience standing by the door, watching you. It feels like only the two of you exist inside the room, just like it does every time you're with him. Being with him feels like being home, and yet, no two times feel the same. You can say just that for today as well, something electric settling between you, making you forget about everything and everyone. He's looking into your eyes, practically staring into your soul as you do the same to him. You don't know how, nor do you notice when, but before you can stop, you begin to lean in, and he does too. Had you been in your senses, you would have pulled away, knowing it's not right. But that’s just the thing, you're not in your senses, as far from them as you possibly could have been. You don't realize a thing, finding yourself hypnotized as the distance between your faces continues to shorten, your breaths almost getting mingled together.

And the very next moment, your pulling back with a jerk, a look of horror on your face when you hear someone clear their throat, turning around only to find four tall guys, and one girl, blocking the door, gawking at you. "T-Taehyun, guys," you stammer, eyes going wide as what you were about to do finally sinks in. Looking over at Yeonjun, he looks no better than you or anyone else in that room, a look of absolute shock evident on his face as well.

"We- weren't," you start again, licking your lips because you don't know what to say. You look around at your best friend, trying to see if he can handle the situation. But the second he opens his mouth to utter a single word, he closes it back, his gaze focused on someone standing behind the crowd that had gathered for you. You follow it, feeling as if the air has been knocked out your lungs when you lay your eyes on Yena, her hair just a little frazzled and making it seem like she ran all the way there.

"Sorry I'm late," she pants, clearly clueless to what had transpired not seconds before her arrival, wide eyes staring at the nervous faces that surround her. "Kai just texted me two minutes ago, I didn't know you'd woken up." With that, she turns her gaze to her boyfriend, regarding him in silence as he once again struggles to find the words to say to her. "You left without warning and didn't even pick my calls up, so I had to call Kai and ask him what the matter was."

Then she turns towards you, a smile breaking through as she asks if you're okay. You can't help but return the same, and just like that, the atmosphere goes back to being lighter, making you feel better as you forget about being sick. It's like a reunion of sorts, and while it lasts, you feel much more happy than you have in days. And even as the nurse came and started asking everyone to leave ("Only one person can stay here with Y/N"), you feel like you're already fine enough to leave.

But of course, that moment is short-lived, because just when you open your mouth to say that you'll be fine alone, Yeonjun speaks up, his eyes soft and steeled at the same time. "I'll stay here," is all he says, but somehow, that phrase carries so much emotion it leaves you speechless. He still feels guilty over not being there at the right moment, you can tell from his voice, and while you want to make him feel better, Yena beats you to it.

"B-but what about-," she begins, only to fall silent as Yeonjun simply states at her. "They probably had plans," you think to yourself, starting to feel bad yourself. The others notice too, with Rina piping in with an "I could stay, I'm sure Y/N wouldn't mind," but it's no use, because Yeonjun seems adamant on staying.

"I said this before, and I'm saying it again," he says, firm and refusing to listen, "Y/N's my priority right now, and I'm not going anywhere, at least not tonight."

That's the last words your group exchanges apart from the good nights, and while you do smile as the others start filing out of the room, the look on Yena's face tells you that something is about to change.

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