i’d risk it all for you - that’s so cliché!
pairing: childhoodbsf!juhoon x f!reader (ft. situationship!seonghyeon)
synopsis: after ending things with your situationship, juhoon seems to be the one your heart wants
warnings: non idol, angst, hurt, comfort, high school kids, toxic relationship, seonghyeon is an asshole, kissing, cringey, not proofread
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𑣲 angi’s note — the long awaited part 2 of reach out and show a little loving ! can be read as a stand alone but i recommend reading the first part for more context. im sorry this took so long guys but thank you for being so patient !!
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The soft hum of the ac filled the quiet room, reverberating off the cream walls. A warm summer breeze came afloat, courtesy of the window Juhoon had cracked open earlier to promote better circulation in his suffocating room.
His black curtains swayed melancholically as a car drove by in the distance before silence settled in once again. It was summer now and despite having the cooling system holding at 68° and being dressed in a wife beater and shorts, the relentless heat waves had Juhoon feeling like he was being baked alive.
It was late in the night and Juhoon had been tossing left and right nonstop. His shirt clung onto his skin, damp with sweat and it didn’t help that he had his blanket on either. Not being able to withstand the sensation any longer, he pulled his blanket off with a frustrated huff before sitting up.
The removal of his blanket resulted in instant relief, though he was still sweating, the somewhat cool air provided aid to his clammy state. Taking a glance at the clock by his bedside, he read the time.
Juhoon sighed before laying down once more. He had a job interview the following morning at 7:30 for a café that recently opened and he couldn’t afford to miss it. With less than 5 possible hours of sleep left, Juhoon closed his eyes with the intention of getting some rest.
Juhoon didn’t know how long he was asleep before he was awoken by his phone. His ringtone echoed through the room and the persistent buzz of his phone against his night stand caused him to pick it up unwillingly.
Unplugging it from the charger, his screen illuminated the dark confines of his room. Through squinted eyes, he looked at the caller id.
Juhoon sat up so fast he almost gained whiplash, suddenly sober from his groggy state.
It had been a while since he last had an actual conversation with you, sure the two of you talked a little here and there, but it was never more than just a brief check up. He knew where he stood in Seonghyeon’s and your relationship and he wasn’t going to come between it. As a result, the two of you became more distant, with Juhoon not wanting to overstep.
“Jju, I’m sorry for calling so late but are you free right now?”
Juhoon’s ears perked up immediately. Your voice was shaky and he could hear your muffled sniffles from the other end.
“Are you okay? Where are you right now? What happened?” He questioned, concern evident in his voice.
“I’m okay, I’m at the park we used to go to all the time together. I just really need someone to talk to right now and you’re the only person I trust.”
“I’ll be there in 5. Wait for me, and stay safe please.”
Juhoon sprung out of bed, opting for the closest clothing garment near him, which happened to be his jacket hung on his chair. Quickly putting on his shoes and grabbing his keys, he took a glance at his clock.
Fuck it. He thought and left.
The world was quiet except for the occasional cars that drove by. People were asleep, trees stood tall, and the ambiance of the empty playground allowed you to wallow in your feelings.
Everything was still, and any noise made was further drowned out by the aching feeling in your chest.
You were sitting on a swing, rocking back and forth half-heartedly. The chains creaked with every swing, going unnoticed by you. You were lost in your thoughts, replaying the events that had happened hours earlier between you and Seonghyeon.
You: are you doing anything today ?
You: there’s this new acai place that just opened and i was thinking we could go try it out together !!
hyeon 🤍: can’t, busy today
You: maybe tomorrow ? i miss you
You: you seem a little off, is something wrong ?
hyeon 🤍: just not in the mood to talk rn
“‘hyeon 🤍’ reacted “👍” to your message”
You didn’t think too much into it. It wasn’t uncommon for Seonghyeon to be dry, he had his own deal of issues at home to deal with and developed a habit of closing himself off when things got too overwhelming. Not wanting to pry, you dropped it, figuring he would tell you on his own terms.
Since Seonghyeon was busy, you opted for a you day. It had been a while since you went out and treated yourself, Seonghyeon occupied most of your time now and you couldn’t even remember the last time you went out on your own.
Deciding to go to a cafe, you got dressed before heading out. The summer air greeted you, sunlight casting a glow on your honey kissed skin.
The new weather brought people out, creating a bustling atmosphere, almost city-like. You walked by people absorbed in their own business, some sipped on drinks while others were engaged with their phones.
Whilst walking to the coffee shop, you passed by the new acai place you had mentioned previously. You slowed down in front of the window, looking through the glass, observing the interior.
The place was packed, tables were full, and customers came in and out at different paces. You were about to walk away when a certain striped shirt caught your eye.
Doing a double take, you looked again. It was Seonghyeon. Or at least you thought it was Seonghyeon. His back was to you but he was wearing that gray striped shirt he never took off. But that wasn’t what made your breath catch in your throat. A girl sat across from him, laughing at whatever he said.
Your heart dropped and you momentarily stopped breathing. There was no way it was Seonghyeon. You pulled out your phone and your fingers moved to check Seonghyeon’s location,
You stared at your phone, dazed, as a million different thoughts started flooding your head. Someone bumped into you and apologized courteously but you were too lost in your thoughts to even acknowledge their apology.
The bell jingle of the acai place broke you out of your trance as customers exited the restaurant. You looked up again, and at the same time the boy in the striped shirt turned around in his seat.
The two of you locked eyes, you watched as Seonghyeon’s eyes widened and his mouth opened before closing again. He turned around to face his date who looked visibly confused at the interaction, acting like nothing happened and reached over to hold her hand.
You felt sick. Seonghyeon had told you he was busy, but he was hanging out with another girl, acting like you didn’t exist.
You turned on your heels, heading the same way you came from. You couldn’t breathe, feeling suffocated despite only wearing one layer, running with your vision blurry as tears obstructed your view.
People looked at you weird as you shoved by, not even bothering to apologize. You ran with no destination in mind, body moving on autopilot as your feet took you wherever.
Before you knew it, you were at the playground. The same playground you and Juhoon used to hangout at when you were younger. It was loud and lively, kids occupied swings, climbed on equipment, and were chasing each other around. Parents stood around, watching their kids.
You looked around before spotting an empty bench off in the corner. Dragging your feet, you sat down on the rough surface. Unable to withhold your tears any longer, you began to cry. Your heart was heavy and your mind was going 1,000 miles per hour. How could Seonghyeon do that to you?
The thought alone made you cry even harder, tears stained your flushed cheeks as you brought a hand up to muffle the sounds of your sobs. You heard faint footsteps near you before a voice spoke up,
“Excuse me, are you okay?”
You looked up through your teary lashes. A little boy wearing a white polo shirt with jean shorts stood before you. He was missing a front tooth and carrying a lollipop, face slightly sweaty as a result of running around.
You wiped your tears immediately, clearing your throat before replying,
“I’m okay, just had a bad day,” you responded, sniffling.
He climbed onto the bench next to you, “What happened?”
You paused momentarily before turning to face him, “Boys are just, stupid. That’s all.”
“But I’m not stupid and I’m a boy.” he responded with a slight pout, fidgeting with the lollipop.
You couldn’t help but let out a little laugh at his statement, “You’re right. Not all boys are stupid, but some are.”
“Did a boy hurt your feelings?” He asked, swinging his feet.
“You could say that, yeah.”
“Well I don’t know why he would do that. You’re very pretty.” He spoke mindlessly, looking around.
Caught off guard, you opened your mouth to respond before someone called out from afar, “Park Woo-joo! It’s time to go home now!”
Groaning, the boy hopped off the bench sluggishly, “I’m comingggg.”
He walked a couple steps before turning around, “Here you go,” He grabbed your hand, placing the lollipop in your palm. “I hope you feel better, and don’t let any stupid boys make you cry!” He said while running off.
You watched as he reached his mom, giving her legs a hug before they walked off together. Your gaze dropped down to the lollipop in hand and your eyes began to water again, touched by the gesture.
Pocketing the candy, you pulled out your phone to check the time. 5:26 pm. Seonghyeon hadn’t texted you either. You sighed, shutting off the phone completely before getting up, choosing to return home.
The house was quiet when you returned, the same way you left it. Taking off your shoes and making your way up to your room, you decided to shower.
After showering, you made dinner and watched the tv, preoccupying yourself to take your mind off Seonghyeon.
And it worked. Temporarily at least, because halfway through your binge watching session someone rang the doorbell.
You opened the door and were greeted by Seonghyeon, holding flowers at your doorstep. He had a nervous grin on his face before asking, “Hey, could I come in?”
You were about to close the door when Seonghyeon stopped you, “Please just let me explain. 5 minutes, that’s all I ask for.” He pleaded
Hesitant, you paused, “5 minutes. That’s all you get.”
Seonghyeon stepped in, he took off his shoes and gave you the flowers which you took to the dining room to find a vase. You returned to find him sitting in the living room, waiting for you.
“About earlier,” he started, “I swear I wasn’t trying to hide it from you, I’ve just been contemplating the right time to tell you.”
He stayed quiet, “Tell me what Seonghyeon?” You questioned once more.
He put his face in his hands, “I met this girl at a gym and we hit it off. We’ve been talking ever since.”
Your heart dropped, “How long?”
Two weeks. Your body reacted before you could, your heart began to palpitate, your throat went dry, your hands got clammy and you could feel tears start to well up again.
“I didn’t mean for it to happen, she said she was new to the area and was trying to make friends so I gave her my number. I was only trying to be friendly.”
You scoffed, “Friendly? Because it didn’t seem really friendly when I saw you holding her hand in the restaurant.”
He opened his mouth before closing it again.
“We’re not even dating so it doesn’t mean anything. I’m allowed to have my own friends, why are you so insecure?”
“I’m not being insecure, you guys clearly have something going on that you're refusing to tell me about. Yes, you’re allowed to have your own friends but you never once mentioned her to me, does she even know that we’re a thing?”
“No, I didn’t tell her. Why would I? It’s not like we’re dating.”
“We’re not dating but we’ve both established that we like each other. I thought we were exclusive?”
Seonghyeon rolled his eyes before standing up, “This is why I never told you about her because I knew you’d act this way. You’re always so controlling of who I hang out with and it’s actually so annoying. You’re boring, okay? And I’d rather talk to her than you, so whatever you think we are, we’re not.”
You had no words. You didn’t even know what to say, all you could feel was the tears threatening to spill and your heart splitting in two.
“I’m leaving, talk to me when you’re done crying.” and with that he left your house.
It didn’t take Juhoon long to find you when he arrived at the park. You were the only one there, head down as you swung halfheartedly on the swing.
Upon hearing his footsteps you looked up. Juhoon felt his heart ache as he observed your face. Your eyes were swollen and puffy, clear evidence that you had been crying. Your cheeks glistened from your tears and your nose was slightly red.
Immediately, Juhoon rushed over and pulled you into a warm embrace, to which you reciprocated. You guys stayed like that for a minute, with Juhoon stroking your hair and you taking in his scent.
“Do you want to tell me what happened?” He asked, looking down.
You shook your head, “In a bit, I want to stay like this a little more.”
Juhoon didn’t say anything else. Instead, he moved his hand from your hair to your back, rubbing in a circular motion.
After a bit, you pulled back and Juhoon sat on the swing adjacent to you.
“It’s about Seonghyeon,” You started. “He’s talking to another girl, I saw them today when I was trying to get coffee.” You laughed dryly.
Juhoon tensed up at your words, jaw tightening as he processed what you said.
“What did he do?” He asked, avoiding eye contact with you.
You told him what happened, with the texts, the acai place, the confrontation. Juhoon listened, but he stayed quiet, in thought.
“And how do you feel about him now?” He turned to look at you.
“Do you still like him even after he hurt you?”
You paused, thinking, “I don’t know. I still care for him but I think he and I are over.”
“I said give me your phone.”
Despite being confused, you still gave Juhoon your phone. He turned it towards you to unlock it with face ID before typing on your phone. You leaned over, curious about what he was doing to which he leaned away from you, turning the screen so you couldn’t see it.
He handed your phone back to you, “Nothing. I just told Seonghyeon to leave you alone and not bother you again.”
“Seriously?” You chuckled in disbelief before unwrapping the lollipop you got earlier.
Juhoon’s eyes narrowed on it, “Where’d you get that?”
You shrugged, “A little boy gave it to me earlier, said his name was Park Wooju.”
Juhoon watched as you ate the lollipop, swinging your feet, looking noticeably better than earlier. He couldn’t help but feel angry at Seonghyeon. If Seonghyeon was just going to talk to another girl, he would’ve confessed to you months earlier instead of hiding his feelings.
Lost in thought, he was startled as you got up. You moved, settling on the bottom of a slide. You grinned as you patted the open space next to you, inviting Juhoon to come as well.
Confused by the sudden change in location, he made his way towards you, sitting in the open space.
The slide was narrow but big enough to fit the both of you, your shoulders touched with every move. The sun was starting to come up now and you had grown tired, exhausted from the crying you did all day.
You rested your head on Juhoon’s shoulder, eyes blinking tiredly. Juhoon looked down at you, surprised from the sudden contact. Feeling his eyes on you, you looked up as well, and the two of you held eye contact before he looked away, the tips of his ears turning red.
He tried to play it off, looking elsewhere and you couldn’t help but giggle, “Do you know you’re really cute?”
Juhoon froze at your comment, blinking a couple times before facing you again, “What?”
“I said you’re really cute.”
He chuckled awkwardly, “I think you’re just tired.”
“I am, but I know what I’m saying,” You took your head off his shoulder, turning to face him, “I had a crush on you when I was younger. I thought you were the cutest person ever but I didn’t think you felt the same so I sought out other people instead.”
Juhoon’s mouth went dry, “Please don’t say things you don’t mean.”
“I’m not lying. Why do you think I followed you all the time in school when we were younger?” You said humorously.
He stopped moving. Juhoon, realizing he had read the wrong signs all along, groaned before falling backwards onto the slide with his hands on his face. How could he be so stupid?
He got up again, facing you, “Wait so you’re telling me you liked me when we were younger?”
“I’ve had a crush on you for 8 years, JJu. But you never noticed or just took my advances as me being friendly so I stopped trying. I thought if I saw other people it would help me take my mind off of you.” You confessed.
“Did it?” He asked hesitantly.
“No,” You started, “No it didn’t. Maybe that’s why I didn’t care so much when Seonghyeon said we weren’t a thing. Yeah, it hurt at first but after that I made peace with it.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make things awkward I-”
You looked at Juhoon to find he was already looking at you. You peeped the way his eyes dropped to your lips before returning to look at you properly.
Juhoon’s lips pressed against yours. It wasn’t rushed, it was careful and soft. His hand moved to gently caress your cheek as he deepened the kiss, tilting his head slightly. He kissed you slowly, his tongue grazing your lower lip as you matched his pace.
Juhoon was the first one to break the kiss, breathless and lips tingly, he rested his forehead against yours. “I’ve liked you for so long I was always just too scared to confess, god I’m such an idiot.” You chuckled at his comment.
“No, I’m an idiot for not realizing either.”
“We’re both idiots then.” The two of you giggled before pulling away. Juhoon took your hand in his before speaking,
“I know you and Seonghyeon just ended things so I’m not going to rush anything with you. When you’re ready, I want to show you what it’s like to be loved and I’d like to court you with the intention of being your boyfriend.”
You laced your fingers with his, “Deal. I’ll take you up on that.”
Juhoon hugged you again and the two of you held each other before his phone went off, startling the two of you. His alarm ringtone sounded and he rushed to turn it off.
“What’s that for?” You questioned.
“Nothing.” He responded with, pulling you into a warm embrace again.
It was safe to say Juhoon wasn’t going to make it to his interview but he didn’t mind. He would do it over a hundred times again if it meant getting to be with you and that he was content with.
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