𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 | distant!hyuck x heartbroken!reader
synop: after a heated argument with your (ex) boyfriend that led to your break up, your cold and forever awkward bestfriend finds you at the beach, and tries his utmost best to make it up to you.
an: my first ever fic AHHH!! im pretty nervy about this and how it turned out and even though i checked, there’s probably some grammar mistakes that escaped me….ignore those plis…but i mean its all for fun and shits and giggles so who cares anyways ….enjoy i guess!! ^^
the light blue sky was filled will spread out clouds that blocked rays of sunlight to fall on the languid sea, waves rolling in slow and heavy. it was a relatively good day. sunshine spilling everywhere before all of this happened…
your now ex boyfriend broke up with you in a frenzy, in a heated argument where he admitted that he cheated on you and threw profanities left and right, a kind you would have never thought you’d hear from him, out of all people.
tears had already wet your face multiple times, and god were you tired. so tired of today already. but there was only one place you could possibly go to calm your racing thoughts before inevitably sinking into your mess of a bed, ridden with clothes and the rancid smell of him. the beach.
your car keys were probably still in the ignition, your phone half-buried into the damp sand, your blouse tied around your waist as your skin was exposed to the now chilly weather, left in only a black camisole. but who cared anyways? no one was at the beach in the middle of september, sat there all slumped with poorly wiped away mascara and a destroyed self-esteem.
no one but the one person you knew would find you sooner or later. the one person you can recognize just from his timid steps and the round shinchan keychain hitting against his car keys. the one person that now stands besides you, peering down at your seated figure, eyes scrambling at the thrown phone which would go off every 5 minutes with new texts from your friends, and your neighbors which had seen the full argument unfold before storming off here.
you knew he wouldn’t speak first. he never did. as much as donghyuck was your best friend, he would never change, and you just had to accept that. he had always been cold and distant in a way that drove you insane, but he still always succeeds to let you know he also has your back no matter what.
never once did he peep a word about your relationship. the only thing he did was comfort you silently when you went through another rough argument with your ex, leaving you to sniffle and sigh in the quietness of his apartment, one blanket thrown over the both of you as he would manspread and cross his legs in the most relaxed matter, allowing your head to hit his shoulder when the crying hit too hard on your body.
but that’s all there was. and sometimes it did infuriate you. to an unfathomable degree. in a time where you needed at least an “you’re ok”, he stood there. and guilt enveloped your whole being when you thought like this. you had known him since forever. it was too late to change now. so with the unfleeting thought that he would simply sit in your presence, you didn’t even bother to look up at him.
“you have goosebumps.” he states with an awkward tone, now joining you on the cold sand. another notification hits, and he eyes it again before reaching over to turn it off and shaking all the sand out of the charging port. your eyes stay unmoving from the sea, expression unreadable.
“i know.” the wind picks up that hits your unclothed skin again, making the man next to you wince internally. in a swift movement, he reaches around your waist, catching you off guard as you finally look him in the eye, feeling your blouse slip off as his act now forces both of you into close proximity. feeling him fumble with your blouse, he tries his utmost best to keep eye contact.
“um, you should really wear this...” immediately as the blouse comes free, he backs away, scratching the back of his head as he diverts his eyesight to anywhere but you. the last thing he needed was you in his peripheral after that. he could feel you burning holes on the side of his face, before he finally speaks again.
“i heard about the…argument.” his head is now bowed, sitting criss cross on the sand as he picks on his sleeve or does really anything to escape your fiery gaze. “i really don’t want a recap, hyuck.” his eyes slightly widen as he hears your raspy voice from all the crying before returning back to his still expression.
“i just wanted to give you this. just incase.” in the sand rests a purple crystal, or also what science would call an amethyst. in a world of many beliefs, you had always chosen to settle yourself into these fine crystals and gems, knowing all their meanings and having a massive collection of them. but potent warmth spreads against your chest as you figured that donghyuck had done research to get you a crystal that brought in calming energy and helped relieve emotional pain, just in time after your breakup.
although you had as many amethyst as stars in the sky, you took this in your palm with such frailty, donghyuck thought the crystal was defected. “you probably know what it means…” he tries his best to fill in the silence, clearly too much out of his comfort zone to realize how much you treasured it. “it’s beautiful, hyuck.” a big smile spreads against your mascara smeared face, another breeze hitting both of you as thin strands of hair blew into your vision, his own rising and meeting your eyes with much more comfort.
and you swear you could see a subtle smile on his once stoic face.
