♡ CLINGY — SO JUNGHWAN
bf!junghwan x fem!reader | wc : 1.5k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, angst, fluff, happy ending, arguments, crying, use of petnames | request — i wonder if i could get an angst fic where the reader fights and make up with him? just a huge argument in general (i'm a sucker for angst lmao)
"i'm sorry, okay? i love you and all, y/n ... but this is too much."
junghwan muttered under his breath, sighing deeply as he avoided meeting your eyes.
the two of you sat in the living room of your shared apartment, the air tense with the seriousness of the conversation your boyfriend had started.
“and what exactly is too much?” you stood, taking a step away from him. “you lived in the dorms all this time because of the comeback, and i never complained.”
“y/n, don’t–”
“you come home after a while, and i can’t even approach you because you are pushing me away! what have i done wrong?”
junghwan furrowed his brows. “i just want some time for myself! am i only allowed to have some free time when i’m at the dorms?” he scoffed, annoyed.
“i never said that.”
“well, you didn’t have to.”
you took a deep breath, turning away from your boyfriend. junghwan immediately noticed the distance between the two of you, rushing to stand closer.
“i didn’t mean it like that. i’m sorry,” he apologized. “it’s just been a stressful week, and everything is piling up.”
you shrugged, trying to show you weren’t affected by his words. “okay? so let it out, then. don’t keep it in.” you frowned, crossing your arms over your chest.
an exhausted sigh escaped his lips, brows furrowed as he contemplated his words. he shut his eyes tightly, taking a deep breath before speaking.
“you’ve been too clingy, okay? it’s not necessarily a bad thing.” you knew he was rambling nervously, looking everywhere but you. “but it’s just you are always there, and i just need—"
“a break?” you continued the rest for him, tears pooling in your eyes. “not to be touchy with you? what else do you need? hm?”
junghwan shook his head. “jagiya, please. i–” he trailed off, trying to fix his words.
were fights like this normal? things like this happen in a relationship, right? this has to be something common, yeah?
you filled your mind with positive thoughts, but as you thought about what junghwan said, it was difficult not to break down in sobs.
you forced a smile. “you don’t need to explain yourself, hwan. it’s fine. i understand.” you lied, seeing the way relief flooded his face instantaneously.
what you said was far from the truth. you weren’t fine; not at all. you didn’t even know what you did so wrong.
why was it wrong for you to be clingy when you were meeting your boyfriend after a few weeks?
you couldn’t wonder what went wrong, holding in your tears as you watched junghwan nervously look at you.
his members were always clinging to him, but he never complained. why is he complaining now? did he not feel the same anymore?
various questions ran through your mind, each of them only breaking you down further.
maybe junghwan doesn’t feel the same anymore. maybe he doesn’t love me. maybe we do need to break up.
“you don’t have to apologize, hwan.” you hoped he believed the façade you put up. “i understand.”
you didn’t understand, though — not even the slightest — but you didn’t want junghwan to know that.
after all, you’d never ask for love from someone who was asking for distance.
so junghwan walked into your shared apartment with a relieved smile on his face now that their comeback promotions were finally over.
ah, this is what freedom feels like.
due to his hectic schedules and work stress, junghwan had long forgotten about the conversation you two had a month ago, and he assumed you did too.
he was so busy with his work that he never noticed how little you spoke with him, waving off your generic texts, thinking you were just as busy as him.
and well, you were just as busy as him — not in the sense he thought, though.
you were busy overthinking every single detail of your conversation with junghwan, causing yourself pain by beating yourself up for the little things.
when the brunet walked into the empty apartment — which seemed like it had been empty for days — his hands immediately turned to his phone, contacting you.
“jagiya, where are you?” he asked, settling his bags in the room as he walked around the house. “is everything alright?”
“i was at jinny’s for a couple of days. on my way back now.”
junghwan hummed in response, nodding even though you couldn’t see him. “ah, alrighty. just wondered where you were. you didn’t even text me about it,” he muttered.
"i didn't want to trouble you, hwan-ah. i'll come home soon, okay? bye."
the brunet couldn’t get a word out before the call ended, standing in the silence of your empty apartment. your words stung, and he couldn’t think why you would ever think you’d be troubling him.
you two were dating. it was normal to share your daily activities with each other and–
junghwan froze, the realization hitting him like an asteroid. he had no idea what you had been doing for the past month. he checked his texts with you, realizing you never shared much with him.
just like that, he remembered the conversation you two had a month ago, wondering if that was the reason you kept your distance, not wanting to ‘trouble’ him.
surely, you aren’t thinking about that. we didn’t really agree on a break, did we? what was even the conclusion we came to in that conversation?
junghwan paced around the apartment, stressing himself immensely with various thoughts — just like you had once. he didn’t even notice you enter the apartment, only shifting his attention when you closed the door.
as junghwan greeted you with his infamous grin, there was nothing more you wanted than to flower kisses all over his face, absolutely missing him dearly after a month of not seeing him.
but you held back, even going the mile to block junghwan when he tried greeting you with a kiss.
“i have been outside all day,” you explained, pushing away your boyfriend gently. “it's better if i take a shower first.”
“oh, okay.” junghwan frowned at your excuse, noting the distant look in your eyes. “i’ll order us lunch.”
“mhm, alright.”
so junghwan moved the food around his plate with his chopsticks, replaying the words he wanted to say in his head multiple times.
“you haven’t been saying much, jagiya,” he commented, his voice barely audible. “just a couple of calls and generic texts. is something wrong?”
you shrugged. “not really. you wanted this anyway, right?” you reminded him of the words that stuck with you for the past month.
“huh?”
“i never really let you complete that sentence. what was it you needed? a break? a breakup? which one was it?”
your eyes held no emotion as you spoke, all your tears wasted on the endless nights you had spent crying over the conversation.
“jagiya, what? no!” junghwan’s voice was raised, almost sounding offended. “i don’t want a breakup. never! how could you ever think that?”
“well, that’s what it sounded like to me when you said i was clingy.” you stared at your plate, not wanting to meet your boyfriend’s eyes. “a breakup is an option.”
“no, it’s not. i would–” junghwan was interrupted by the ringing of his phone, ignoring the call as he held your hands. “y/n, please. i don’t want to–”
he was once again interrupted, this time by your phone ringing. you answered the call without a second thought — anything that would make you look away from junghwan’s tear-filled gaze.
“yes, oppa!” you greeted in a cheery tone, as if you weren’t seconds away from a meltdown. “congrats on your comeback, by the way! manifesting a win for you all!”
so junghwan smiled, his heart warming at the thought of you keeping up with his work despite him having hurt you with his words.
“thanks, y/n!” jihoon replied through the phone. “we are having a little party! come over with hwanie before we run out of snacks.”
you chuckled softly. “i won’t be able to make it, but i’ll send hwan over. have loads of fun!” you cheered, smiling as you pulled the phone away, wanting to end the call.
but before you could, junghwan took the phone from your hand, wanting to make things right. “jihoon-hyung? yeah, something important came up. i won’t be able to make it either,” he explained.
junghwan ended the call, placing your phone on the table before taking your hand in his. you wanted to pull away — you really did — but you couldn’t as you looked into your boyfriend’s glossy eyes.
you sighed. “go do your important thing, hwan. don’t waste your time on me. let’s just have this conversation another day,” you said, looking away.
“you are my important thing, y/n. i apologize for acting like shit, but i will correct my mistakes, i swear. i promise, i will make it right.”
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