Pairing: drummer! Wyatt (Jaeyoung) x bassist! gn reader x guitarist! Yuto
Genre: Fluff blended with funny parts and some angst (because love triangles are supposed to hurt). I promise a happy end though.
Warnings: cheating :/
Plus: Mentions of other members. Guitarist! J-Us (Seungjun)
Words: 1k
Summary: Well, but let's see how Y/N got into this love triangle.
“I’m in a band with the person I like but they make me pretend I don’t feel anything.”
You somehow expected Yuto to choose the words that would hurt you the worst. You broke his heart and he still was nice to you for a whole year. He should have said it before, you did not deserve such sweet treatment after what you’ve done.
“You don’t know my side of this shit” you struggled to say because your chest weighed like a truck.
“I know that you had a crush on Jaeyoung for a whole year. You told me it. So I understand that when he said some nice words to you it was your senpai-noticed-me moment. It’s fucked up to me but I understand. I should have quit this band while I still could” He headed to the exit instead.
You let your heavy body drop on the couch right after Yuto rushed out of your flat. His words still reverberated inside your head like a broken record. You desperately wanted someone to blame. Why did Jaeyoung do that to you? Why did he take so long to find you attractive? You could not say no to him even when you were finally moving on. He was the guy you dreamed of, he was your type, he was…
Screw it. You were weak when he had his hands around your waist in what felt like the best day of your life. The drummer wiped away the soft crush you were slowly developing on Yuto. Maybe that was your senpai-noticed-me moment indeed, however, it was melting away. The first times you lied with your head resting on his chest, it was surely magical. The thrill kept changing and losing brightness until the moment where being spoiled by your boyfriend has reduced to the most usual acts. Empty and uninteresting.
In short, You felt like a child becoming sick of a toy. So immature.
Sprawled on the couch, you experienced your thoughts flashing back to the path you have taken so far. There was a pub you, Jaeyoung and Seungjun spent the first year of the college frequenting. They hosted some great bands there and it felt even better after the third or fourth drink. You’ve always felt insanely alive in that place. Jaeyoung used to become touchy as the alcohol kicked. You, him and Seungjun shook your heads to the guitars and shouted the songs you loved. You used to go there in hopes to share special moments with Jaeyoung. That was like a tumor, you knew how bad it was for you. Anyways you could not help, you did not have eyes for anyone else. Nobody could even attempt to be more fascinating than your crush.
Your band was not big deal back then, still, you kept gathering in Jaeyoung’s garage to make some bad music, Seungjun used to joke. You were not exactly bad, you all simply lacked identity.
Yuto fit in your band like the last piece of a puzzle. There was something about his skills that you could not put into words. You, Jaeyoung and Seungjun never had to explain much to get him playing in the perfect way. The first time he played with you and the other two boys, he casually said he was able to follow whatever you played. “Just start and I’ll see what I can do” he suggested without any signs of nervousness. Jaeyoung and Seungjun both looked at you at the same time, with the same doubt lighting up. You calmly touched them on their shoulders and said the first song to pop on your mind “Somebody Told Me” by The Killers.
You all found out that his voice was soft and matched with yours. In no time, everyone was enchanted by his talents and easy personality. But you were more. It was like suddenly someone was able to beat Jaeyoung. Finally, your heart was awake for a new adventure. You just needed a minimal push.
A lot of people started to talk about your band after you played in a friend party, which was your first stage with Yuto. Like you, everyone who saw your new formation could not explain exactly what was better in the covers you played now. However, they definitely were top notch. Also, that pub owner (the same one where you repetitively went intending to get drunk with your drummer buddy) heard about your band and accepted to host you all.
On the night of what promised to be the best concert of your life, you kissed Yuto.
That clumsy kiss happened on your way to the pub. A hasty move only to try it out, only to calm your nerves down from the anticipation that occasion drew on you. You loved the grunge vibes created by that long-sleeved black t-shirt, his dark hair intentionally messed up plus combat boots. He swore you looked like a rockstar also. You doubted, you were so sure you would never become a stylish person that he felt obligated to convince you with his lips. That was rather a kiss full of meaning.
The concert was exciting, energetic and made you all feel alive and right. That stage was quite big and the amplifiers, speakers and microphones in that pub made your instruments and voices sound very clear. You were nervous in the beginning but Seungjun introduced you all like a professional. He had that charisma. Everyone shone brightly after all.
On the night of what promised to be the best concert of your life – and confirmed to be one of them – you also kissed Jaeyoung. This memory is slightly blurred to you. In a second you were thanking everyone who enjoyed the night with you and saying goodbye but shortly after Jaeyoung stopped you from walking out the stage. “Y/N we did that”.
You nodded still with a silly smile pasted on your face, a sweat drop making its way down your temple. His face leaned to yours in a dizzying velocity.
