Pairing: Jun (Park Junhee) x Reader
A/N: This has been reuploded from my previous writing account. So if you’ve read this before, surprise!
6:45. He was late. Again. You sat on the leather couch, gripping your second cup of hot tea. He forgot again. Your boyfriend has now stood you up on your last four dates.
The soft and warm coffee shop was now making you angry and embarrassed. You told him you just wanted some tea and to talk with him. Now, you’re sitting in a cafe, with almost every waiter asking if you wanted to order anything.
You opened your phone, hoping to see some missed call. An apology text, but nothing. You tapped on his contact name and dialed his phone number. You put the phone to your ear as you listened to the call ring, and ring, and ring.
You disconnect from the call before you could leave another voicemail to him. Putting your phone face down on the coffee table, you took your cup of tea and took a big sip. You tried your best to stay strong, but a stray tear fell from your eye, falling down your cheek. You caught it and wiped it away before it dropped off our face. A barista met your eyes and gave you a sympathetic smile. Embarassment taking you over, you quickly looked away and looked up at the ceiling, which was nothing but Edison-style string lights.
“I’m sorry, Miss…” You snapped out of your haze and looked up at the barista, who had a smile on her face. “We’re starting to get busy and we don’t have a lot of space left. Do you know if you’re going to order anything?”
You were so embarrassed, you could just crawl in a hole and never come out. “I’m sorry, I’m still waiting-”
“I’m here, I’m here!” an unfamiliar voice ran out behind you. A guy with jet black hair sat next to you on the leather couch, “sorry I’m late, sweetie.” He gave a grin at you before looking at the barista, “I’d love a black coffee, please.” the barista was smiling at the stranger next to you, “Sure, I’ll be right back.”
The barista quickly went back and prepared his drink while you stared at him confused, “What are-”
“I’m sorry, you’re probably so confused, but I couldn’t stand to see you being harassed like that.” He smiled, “My name’s Junhee, but call me Jun.”
You sighed in relief, “Thank you.” you took another sip of your tea, “I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you.”
The barista came back with your coffee and Jun thanked them, before turning his attention to you. “So, who’s the idiot that’s standing you up right now?”
Over the next hour, you and Jun began talking about everything. You told him that your boyfriend has continued to stand you up at multiple dates and how he never apologized for them. Eventually, things got more light-hearted and you began to learn more about Jun. He was an aspiring singer and was currently in a dance group with four of his friends who were trying to become singers as well.
A night that was supposed to be an embarrassment, turned out to be one of the best nights you’ve had in a long time. Jun was such a nice guy and made you laugh until tears were falling down your cheeks. He listened intently to you and knew exactly how to comfort you with all that was going on with you and your boyfriend if that’s what you still wanted to call him.
Out of the blue, Jun asked you, “Why are you still dating someone as horrible as him?”
The question caught you off guard which made you gulp your last sip of tea down. Your boyfriend wasn’t kind, compassionate, or caring. Your boyfriend could care less about you sometimes, and the longer he kept doing this, the less good you could see in him.
“You know what Jun? I have no idea why I’m still with him.” You laid back into the leather couch, crossing your arms.
“He doesn’t deserve someone as wonderful as you.”
You looked back at him, a grin slowly growing on his face. The barista came back to the two of you on the couch, an embarrassed smile on her face. “Sorry guys, but we’re closing up.”
You looked down at your watch, 9:30 PM. Your eyes widened, were you reading that correctly? How did the time sprint by so quickly?
“I’m so sorry, we’ll leave now.” You quickly collected your things and threw on your jacket, Jun following you out the door.
Now Jun was standing next to you outside the cafe, smiling at you. The fall day had turned into a chilly night, which made you wrap your scarf tighter around your neck. Your hands were stuffed in your pockets, looking right back at him. You still couldn’t get over how attractive he was, and also how incredibly kind-hearted he is. Jun let out the sweetest chuckle, then spoke. “I’m sorry for the circumstances that made us meet. But I’m so happy I got to meet you.”
“I’m happy tonight turned out so well. Thank you, Jun.”
Jun grinned back at you, “I’d love to do this again sometime soon if you’d like to.”
You contemplated it for a minute. You still had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who stood you up on 4 consecutive dates, and refused to answer his phone all night. He was God knows where with God knows who. And here was Jun, someone who finally made you feel worthy again. Someone who understood you and made you laugh all night tonight. He wasn’t your boyfriend, and it was at that moment you decided that you didn’t need your current boyfriend anymore. You were over, you wanted nothing more to do with that asshole of a boyfriend of yours.
He smiled ear-to-ear. “I’m so glad, let me give you my number, and we’ll find a day this week.” You quickly exchanged numbers, and you looked back at Jun, who was finishing up your contact in his phone.
“I’ll see you soon then.” He said
“Very soon.” The two of you smiled as you parted ways back to your homes. As you turned the corner to the subway station, you got out your phone, dialing the number of someone you needed to cut ties with. No surprise, your boyfriend’s phone went to voicemail, and this time you left a message.
You were about to start your message for him when you looked up and your eyes widened. There was your boyfriend, a smile on his face. The smile was not directed at you, but the platinum blonde at his hip. His hand intertwined with hers and he was leaving kisses on her cheek.
Before you knew what you were doing, you stormed up to him, throwing your phone back into your jacket pocket. “Glad to know where you are.” You said to him, and his jaw dropped to see you.
“Hey.” He tried to say as casually as possible. The girl looked back at you, giving you a dirty look.
“Hey?” You said back to him. “I’ve been waiting at the coffee shop for the last 4 hours. And you didn’t show up.”
“Please, save it for someone who cares.” You interrupted him. “Save it for your new girlfriend.”
The blonde’s eyes widened at you. “What does she mean by new girlfriend, babe?” The blonde looked back up at him. All the color had left his face. His eyes widened and jaw dropped, he stared back at you.
“Uh-I.” He stammered between the three of you.
Your train was coming into the station and you looked back at him one last time. “I hope the two of you have a great night.”
You jumped on your train and sped away from your now ex-boyfriend. A feeling of relief washed over you, leaving all your stress, worry, and anxiety over that one man behind.
Three days later, you found yourself on the subway after work, going back to the coffee shop, a little smile on your face as you read your text.
“I can’t wait to see you soon. :)”
You hadn’t been this excited and nervous for a date in a long time. You and Jun had been in almost constant contact since your night with him at the cafe. He heard all about what happened after the two of you left the cafe, and everything leading up to today.
You got off at your stop and walked the two blocks to the cafe. You suddenly became nervous, what if he wasn’t there? Maybe it was a fear from your previous boyfriend, but it still worried you. The last thing you wanted was to be stood up again.
You walked through the coffee shop and sighed in relief to see a boy with jet black hair and thin wire framed glasses sitting on the same leather couch where he saved you from a huge fit of embarrassment. He had a book out, and he was reading to pass the time before you got to the cafe.
“Hello again.” You smiled at him.
He couldn’t help but smile back at you, “Hello beautiful.”
