Who is He? Junhoe X Reader
(A/N: FOR MI AMIGA @peoshi !!!! She’s amazing and you should check her art out! IT’S REALLY FREAKING GOOD! I hope you like this scenario! I wrote it rather quickly, so it may not be that good. BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!! LOVE YOU GIRLIE!!! :) )
Quotes:
“Did you think about me before fucking someone else?”
“Just because I don’t say I like you, doesn’t mean I don’t.”
WORD COUNT: 990
WHO IS HE? “Are you fucking kidding me?” Junhoe huffed, practically appearing out of nowhere. His shirt was drenched with sweat and he was breathing heavily. He leaned against my kitchen countertop for support. “Well hey to you too, June. What’s up?” I gave him a brief smile and then continued cutting up the carrots for my chicken noodle soup. “Did you run over here or something? You’re soaked!” He still wasn’t saying anything. “Junhoe, why’d you come over here? We haven’t talked in a really long time.” I sighed, “I also think it’s about time you give me back my extra key.” THAT got his attention. He coughed, as though I had said something shocking. I waited for him to say something.
Please say something.
What’s bothering you?
June...
“Y/N, look at me.” His voice shaky with emotion. I did as he said and put down my knife. “Okay, Junhoe what’s going on? Are you okay?” Junhoe met my eyes, a mix of disdain and anger showing in his own. He pulled out a magazine without breaking eye contact and pointed to the front of it.
Shit.
I knew he’d see that.
I don’t need to feel bad.
It’s fine Y/N.
It’s fine.
“What the actual fuck is this Y/N?” He exaggerated the front of the magazine, shaking it in my face. The front was a picture of me and Jongin, on a date. “Junhoe,” I started, only to immediately be cut off. “Y/N, what the FUCK!” He exclaimed, throwing the magazine on the countertop. “Are you kidding me? You’re fucking goddamn Kai from Exo!?” He ran his hands through his hair, slumping into a chair. “Did you even think about me before fucking somebody else?” He said, exasperated.
Oh hold the hell up.
“Excuse me? Who the hell do you think you are?” I asked bitterly, voice rising. “Junhoe, we hooked up like fucking three times before you made it absolutely clear that you did not want to pursue a relationship with me. You straight up said ‘I’m sorry Y/N, I can’t date a girl like you.’ You fucked up my self-esteem! You hurt me. Do you not get that?!” I was screaming, all this pent up frustration pouring out of me. “Then why did you stay my friend?” He said, voice barely above a whisper. “Because I fucking like you! Or at least I did!” My voice broke, suddenly overwhelmed by a separate emotion.
“Hey, Y/N…” Junhoe walked towards me, trying to pull me in for a hug. “Don’t touch me.” The words left my mouth like a hiss. “Don’t touch me Junhoe.”
He backed away, but stayed in the room. “Y/N… Just because I don’t tell you I like you, doesn’t mean I don’t.” He breathed, stepping closer yet again. “I like you. I couldn’t date you because of work.” I shot him a look that had him take a few steps back. “Really Junhoe? How was I supposed to know that? Because when you called it off, you made it sound like it was all on me.” I couldn’t control my emotions. My eyes starting tearing up. “You broke my heart Koo Junhoe.” I watched as something inside him broke. He almost came towards me again, but stopped himself. “Y/N, I’m sorry. I am.” His voice was a lot softer now. He sounded vulnerable. “Are you really dating Jongin?” He squeezed his eyes shut before I started talking, half expecting me to yell at him again.
Why do I love you?
“No.” I muttered. “We went on a few dates, but I told him that I wasn’t ready to be official.” Junhoe’s eyes shot open and he stared at me, mouth slightly parted. “He did say that he’d wait until I was. He would treat me right June. He’s a good guy.” Junhoe was suddenly towering over me, “But you aren’t dating?” He whispered. I looked up at him and backed away. “No, we aren’t. Unfortunately, I still like you.” At those words, his lips curved into that cheeky smile I love. “But that doesn’t mean I’m going to keep liking you. I like Jongin too, just not entirely in that way… yet.” Junhoe just kept smiling. “Then will you give me a chance? To treat you how I should’ve?” He sounded almost childlike with his questions.
I hate myself.
I hate him.
What are these goddamn feelings.
I’ve gotta take Jonginnie his soup…
“I’ll give you a chance to be an actual friend again. Then we can see where it goes…” I stated firmly, watching Junhoe’s face light up yet again. “Hey! But I have the full intent of making it work with Jongin. You’ll have a hell of a lot to make up for if you want to stand a chance against him.”
Why am I giving him another chance?
I should just go be with Jongin.
Why can’t I get over you Koo Junhoe?
Junhoe pulled me into him, giving me a stifling hug. “Okay. That’s all I need. Just know that I have the full intention of getting you back Y/N.” I practically melted into his arms. After realizing what i was doing, I pushed myself off of him. “Okay, well then yeah.” I laughed, embarrassed. The oven’s timer went off, meaning my soup was done. “I’ve got to go though, I’m bring Jongin soup.” Junhoe looked at the soup, eyes full of disapproval. “Okay…” He muttered. I put the soup into a travelling container and grabbed my keys. “Okay, well you should go! I’ll see you another time I guess.” I smiled.
This is so AWKWARD.
“Yeah.” Junhoe responded. He was out already out the door when he turned back around. “Hey. Since we’re starting over, I should give this to you.” He handed me the second key to my apartment. “Oh, thanks!” I grinned. He smiled back and held out his hand.
“Hi! My name’s Koo Junhoe. It’s nice to meet you.”