💌Zac the Sunrise x GN!Reader💌
prompt: “everyone adores you, at least i did” vs “everyone adores you, at least i do”
category and warnings: angst, zac is prideful and a horrible boyfriend, may be ooc, heartbreak, you break up with him
you love your boyfriend zac, you really do... but recently, it feels like he loves his fans and fame more than you.
You smile as your boyfriend leaves his dressing room after another amazing concert, approaching him. “Hey Star, you did amazing today, as always,” you tell him. He notices you there and smiles back.
“Thank you, Moonlight,” he replies, ruffling your hair affectionately. You laugh and swat his hand away playfully, hoping that your relationship can stay like this as the two of you head to your apartment to hang out, his fans swooning at the sight of him.
You can't help but feel proud, knowing that at least half of those fans wish they were in your position. Oh, how you loved Zac. You wouldn't trade your relationship with him for anything in the world.
But it seems fate has different plans.
A month later, Zac finishes yet another concert, strutting confidently out of his dressing room, like he always does. You immediately go and congratulate him. “Star, you put on yet another amazing concert today!” you grin. He pats your head affectionately, thanking you as you continue speaking.
“Y'know today, while I was heading to your dressing room, I overheard some staff members talking about how you were beginning to fall out of love with me, how our relationship wouldn't last long. But that's not true, right? You'd never leave me!” you tell him with a smile, not noticing the hint of hesitation in his eyes as he smiles back.
“Of course, Moonlight. I love you, forever and always. And nothing will ever change that,” he tells you. It feels... strangely off. His words are no different from his usual loving words, yet something in your mind bugs at you, telling you something's wrong.
You choose to ignore it however, be it because you're listening to your heart or simply because you want to continue deluding yourself, believing in your relationship for as long as you need to.
Another month passes and... And you and Zac grow distant. You approach him after every concert, congratulate him on another stunning performance, shower him in praise and affection.
But the mutuality seems to be fading. Instead of returning your affections, he begins brushing you off, treating your words like another starstruck fan's.
It's the end of another concert. Zac sashays out his dressing room, his confidence now replaced with pride. “My Star, you were wonderful! I was speechless throughout the whole performance,” you tell him with a warm smile.
But instead of smiling lovingly back, he grins, his ego growing. “Well of course I did great! My performances are nothing but the best!”
You have no words. He doesn't thank you, he doesn't treat you with any affection, in fact... In fact, you feel like just another one of his fans.
“Hey, Zac... You love me, right?” you ask him, your voice filled with doubt.
“Of course I do! I love all my adoring fans!” he replies cheerfully with a wide smile.
Your heart shatters. “Adoring fans?” No “Moonlight”? It hurts. You can see it clearly now. Behind those eyes, there isn't a hint of love anymore. But you smile awkwardly in return, not wanting to ruin the moment.
Another month passes. Zac is walking in circles around his dressing room anxiously. Recently, a young rapper around his age, Akira Yamatoga, has been rapidly advancing up the charts. There have been articles, so, so many articles, talking about how the pinkette is fated to surpass Zac next.
Zac is scared. He's worked hard to get where he is, to build a large fanbase, secure his spot as number one on the charts. So why? Why is it all crumbling down now?
You enter his dressing room, your usual excitement and joy replaced with a sense of dread and sadness.
“Oh, good, you're here!” Zac exclaims, approaching you with a grin. “You love me, right? You know I'm going to put on yet another stunning concert right? You know that pink-haired rapping upstart will never be as good as me, right?” He looks to you for reassurance. But in this moment, you simply can't provide it.
“Everyone adores you, Zac,” you say bitterly, and his expression lights up for a moment, not catching your tone. “At least I did,” you finish coldly, and his smile drops.
“W... What..? Moonlight..?” He asks you worriedly, reaching out to you, but you flinch and step away.
“I'm sorry, Zac. But I'm not your "Moonlight" anymore. And unless you realise the difference between significant other and loving fan, I won't be your "Moonlight", ever again,” You say sadly, before turning on your heel and leaving the dressing room, a heartbroken and devastated popstar left on his knees in your wake.
Cupid's notes: i ♡ angst. will post second part of the prompt in a few hours/tomorrow!!
