Hello. Can you do 12 and 13 with Ikon B.I please? Any genre is good with me ^^
friggin yes!! Thank you for the request and am sorreh it’s so late, but I made it long to make up for it!!!!!
12.) “This isn’t a movie, or a happy ending- I know that. But I meant it”
13.) “I can’t just stop myself from feeling things for you- it doesn’t work like that!”
His fingers itched as he sat at a lonesome table at the place you worked at. His eyes continued to steal glances your way but he’d avert his gaze as soon as you looked even remotely his way. He licked his lips nervously and bounced his leg hastily. He wanted to talk to you so badly, wanted to hug you, to kiss you, to apologize, to get angry at himself, he wanted you to hurt him like he had hurt you, but he simply couldn’t bring himself to even make his presence known to you in that moment.
So he sat there for several minutes, knowing the section of the restaurant he was at, was not for you to attend, but instead that of your co-workers to visit. He didn’t dare to scoot to the edge of his seat so you’d be able to see him better, instead he hid away in the booth, all the way to the corner where he was able to loath himself and accept how pathetic he was for coming to look for you after two months after breaking up. He had watched you for two months, but this was the closest he had come after weeks of watching you from afar. Now however, he was nervous and frankly, a little afraid of having you spot him.
He wanted to beg you for forgiveness but he just didn’t know if you’d accept him once again, not after being incomprehensible and insensitive to you, selfish indeed he had been. But he was so utterly sorry, he simply wanted you back, he wanted to be better, he wanted you to be better not for him, but because of him.
He was about ready to shoot out of his seat and throw any courage he had manged to build, straight out the window when life decided to play what seemed like a joke on him. You stood before him, eyes deep with disbelief and a hurt so immense, Hanbin felt the guilt weigh on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe and keep eye contact with you. He clenched his fists tightly, unknowingly as the two of you looked gazes for a few seconds that felt eternal. You finally let out a shuddered breath and cleared your throat, looking down and then over your shoulder, “What are you doing here?” you asked, trying to sound stern but failing as you met his gaze once more.
Hanbin swallowed hard and parted his lips to speak but he could not verbalize anything, no single coherent thought formed inside his head as it felt like it was on overdrive. He looked down at his lap and felt his shoulders drop in defeat, “I- I was just leaving, sorry to bother” he managed as he stood up only to end up a few inches from you, making his heart beat rapidly. You frowned and focused on looking anywhere but at him, “Don’t come here again, you understand me?” you said and Hanbin stiffened before you.
He nodded once awkwardly and you scoffed, “If you wanted to talk all you had to do was say so, not sit around my job, pestering me with your presence” you said in a hushed voice so no one around heard of your conversation. Hanbin hung his head low, your words striking all sorts of chords in his chest, because you were right. “I do want to talk, I just… I didn’t know how- but I’m sorry I’ll just leave” he stated and you ran a hand through your hair, trying to keep yourself together before breaking down during your shift and in front of a ton of people.
God, did it suck to see him after two hellish months. Maybe it wasn’t much but after a year of being together and messing up big time, messing up enough to end so much time and devotion, it sure felt eternal and languid. “Let’s talk, Hanbin” you said and his head shot up as he looked at you in surprise. “But you’re working-” he started and you interrupted, “Just go outside, I’ll be right there” you said, annoyance seeping into your tone.
After a few seconds of debating whether to run away or considering the possibility that you had probably stood him up, he finally let out a breath of relief as you came outside to meet him. You crossed your arms over your chest and stared at the ground, “Let’s make it quick, okay?” you said and Hanbin cleared his throat, not knowing where to start.
Would I’m sorry let’s make up be a good start? No, I fucked up and I’m a mess without you, I can’t even go a day without thinking about you and how much I hate myself for messing up, would probably be better, but he just couldn’t say it. “Y/N, I-I’m, I don’t know how to say this because it was all my fault, and I’m just- I’m an asshole and I don’t- I can’t fix it or no, I want to fix it but I just- I know you hate me because I hate myself too and I’m just- I’m so fucking sorry” he blurted, his words a fumbled mess in representation of his entire being in that moment. You felt your heart flinch at his words as you tried swallowing past the knot in your throat.
It took a few seconds for you to hold back from crying on the spot and you could tell it was taking everything in Hanbin’s body and brain to keep him from straight up punching himself in the face. You were angry, hurt, frustrated, and ridiculously considering the fact to say something similar to what he had said to you. You let out a snivel and sighed, looking away and shaking your head gently. “I’m sorry, I should have done this sooner or maybe I shouldn’t have said it at all, but I can’t even say the right thing because I feel so guilty and sorry and you shouldn’t forgive me, but I want you to, because I-I… I need you okay?” he admitted and your heart picked up its pace rapidly as you met his desperate gaze.
His expression was pleading and this time, you wanted to punch him. “Are you kidding me?” you managed, your voice low but harsh. You saw a hint of fear flash through his expression and you instantly wanted to cry, not out of regret for your tone but because this was unbelievable. “Two months, Hanbin, two stupid months I tried to get rid of everything that was ours because I really thought you didn’t give a shit and I was so stupid for crying over you and now that I feel better with myself and the mess you made, you want me to take you back and fix things?” you said and Hanbin clenched his jaw.
“I can’t just stop myself from feeling things for you- it doesn’t work like that!” you then said, your voice raising as Hanbin’s eyes began to tear up while he looked away. You felt yourself begin to tear up as well, a few tears running down your cheeks as you wiped them off roughly.
“This isn’t a movie, or a happy ending- I know that. But… I meant it” Hanbin said, his voice low as he lightly sniffed, holding back from crying, just like you knew so well. You let out a small cough and took in a deep breath, bringing your hands to your hips as you let your head fall back. “Give me a chance, Y/N” he then added, his voice cracking as you met his gaze with a shake of your head, “Please” he continued, stepping closer to you and bringing one of his hands to your cheek.
You wanted to say no, you wanted to push him away and say he had hurt you too badly and that you would make him suffer. But his hand on your cheek felt welcoming and familiar, warm and comforting. So instead, you nodded as he brought you closer to his embrace, burying his face in your neck as you whimpered softly and threw your arms around his neck.











