ユウマ x gn!reader
wc : 699 … angst, miscommunication/ghosting, hurt no comfortable, yuma is lowk a jerk here
a/n . . . I was a bit unsure when writing this, I feel like it’s so bad lololol, but I did write this base off my situation with someone lol it lowk hit close to home (◞‸ ◟)
It’s been days, almost a whole week and yet he still hasn’t replied to any of your messages. Better yet, he hasn’t even read them. All day, you’ve been waiting like a fool, like a dog circling around in front of the door waiting for its owner to get home. You felt stupid, like a clown, like you’re just set up for a comedy show. The despair you felt as another hour passed by, you were getting desperate. Desperate for him, for even a single word, for this relationship to work out.
Before he changed and everything went downhill, Yuma was actually the sweetest guy to you. Long paragraphs greet you whenever you wake up, constantly checking up on you, random late night calls to fill the loneliness you felt. You sat here in your bed, always replying to someone on screen, to him. You thought you’d be capable of love, capable of someone loving you. Maybe Yuma could’ve filled the emptiness you had in your heart.
It wasn’t long till he started distancing himself away. You weren’t sure if you were part of the problem or he was too busy to make time for you. But you didn’t push it, if he was so busy, of course you didn’t want to bother him. As time goes on, you start to notice changes. How he would take days, weeks, and even months to answer you, worst that you only got a few words in return. You guys barely had a proper conversation in months, you were spiraling. No more calls from him, not once did he check up on you, no efforts from him at all.
You start to question if you were part of the problem. Replaying every single moment, was it something you said that made him pull away? Something you did? Or maybe he wasn’t interested from the start and you were to blind to realize that.
It was obviously a shocker when Yuma called, yet he didn’t even answer any of the messages you sent, no warnings before he decided to call. You felt wronged, nervous, and some excitement. Your heart jumped at the tone, finally accepting the call with shaking hands. You weren’t even sure where to begin, what should you say? Maybe a greeting? Maybe confronting him? Before you could say anything, his voice came through the other line.
“Hey? You there?” He asked. His tone was laced with boredom, that you can tell. He sounded absent, lacking engagement. It’s no wonder why he called, he was bored and needed company, why else would he think about you if not to cure his boredom.
Throughout the rest of the call, you completely broke down. You were embarrassed, cringing at yourself, was this man really worth crying over? You had questions and you wanted answers, it’s tiring having to put up with his behavior, like you’re the only one contributing to this relationship. It takes two and you were only one person, this isn’t something you’re supposed to handle on your own.
Time passed as the call continued, you weren’t sure how long you’ve been pouring your heart to him, or if he even cared about it. Tears continued to roll down your cheeks, your eyes were red and puffy. It hurts, you could barely keep your eyes open, your head is throbbing from crying. This is so embarrassing, but before you can continue, he interrupted you.
“Listen… I get that you’re hurting but I seriously need to go. I promise I’ll make it up to you yea?” He spoke softly, his voice was so gentle, it almost sounded genuine. With that, he hung up before you could have the chance to argue back. You guess he really didn’t care as much as you hoped.
Two whole years of effort wasted. Months of you trying to fix this relationship, to fix and change yourself for this man. He didn’t even bother calling back after that, were you seriously surprised? You finally decided to let him go, and that was the best decision you had made in a while. Moving on isn’t going to be easy but at least you’re putting yourself first this time.