⌦ .｡.:*♡ y. keeho x f! reader
: ̗̀➛ you and keeho have been dating for a year now, and youre honestly tired of him. hes always staying out late, being caught in public with girls, and is quite literally playing in your face. he keeps saying he’ll change, but he doesnt. until you snap.
: ̗̀➛ warnings: angst and sadness, small makeout session, mention of sex, cheating, crying, cussing, screaming, not proofread so stfu.
youve been dating keeho for a little over a year, and your relationship is.. complicated.
its not that youre on and off, youve never broken up, and that honestly may be the problem.
hes constantly doing you wrong. hes always going out late, going to parties with his members and not telling you, and has been seen multiple times in public with girls, once to the point he quite literally had dating rumors with some complete stranger.
now you cant really get mad at the public for that, fans are nosey, and they dont know about your relationship with him, or who you are, so its not their fault for assuming.
but thats also a big part of it. he insists on your relationship staying private. nobody knows you. his members rarely see you, you dont go on dates, or even on a walk together because hes so scared someone will see him.
you respected at first, hes a celebrity, he doesnt want people all in your buisness, but now its getting to a point. youve never felt more invisible in your life.
you only see him when he comes over after work, and even then all you guys do is talk for an hour, maybe two, fuck, and go to sleep. and by time you wake up, hes gone again.
so when you get online, and see he was caught in public with another girl leaving from god knows where, it does hurt. a lot actually, considering he wont even take a walk with you.
but, this is the problem. you keep going back.
“he keeps doing this because he knows no matter what he does, youll come back.” your friends would tell you, and you understand that. truly. you know you look stupid.
but when he promises he’ll change, whispers in your ear and kisses you so softly, you genuinely couldnt care less about looking dumb. you just want him, and you want it to work.
“hey.” the sound of a tired voice snaps you out of your thoughts. you look up from the couch at keeho walking into your apartment using the spare key you gave him.
“hey, kyo.” you say softly, standing up and rounding the couch to meet him.
“hey, mama. how are you?” he says, pulling you in for a hug.
“fine.” you start, wrapping your arms around his neck. “little tired. work was so busy today.” you complain, pressing a kiss to his neck.
he smiles, his hands moving down to your thighs and hoisting you up. you giggle, and wrap your legs around him, holding on tighter as he shifts to take his shoes off, then starts making his way to your room.
“hey, i was watching tv in the living room.” you say, grunting as he throws you on the bed.
“you can catch up later.” he whispers, climbing on top of you and pressing a kiss to your lips.
you smile, you hands moving back to his neck, melting into the kiss almost immediately.
keeho slips his tongue in your mouth, running it slowly across yours. as he pulls away, he tugs on your lip with his teeth, smiling down at you.
“i love you, pretty.” he says, standing up.
“i love you too. where you going?” you ask, sitting up against the headboard.
“bathroom. ill be right back, okay?” he says, and you nod, sitting back and grabbing your phone.
you sit back, opening a random game on your phone and playing it while you wait.
a couple seconds go by, and you jump slightly when you hear his ringtone go off. you glance down at his phone on the dresser, face down.
something is telling you not to look, but your gut tells you otherwise. you reach and turn the phone over, and look at the contact name.
“mads” with a red heart next to it.
your heart drops, and you can already feel tears filling up in your eyes. you dont answer the phone, you dont pick it up and start searcing it, you just stare at it until it eventually goes dark, tears running down your cheeks.
keeho comes back out, one hand running through his hair and the other at his side. he stops when you see him staring at his phone, and you speak before he gets a chance.
“what? what the hell are you talking about?” he says, immediately jumping to defense, quickly snatching his phone and pocketing it.
“you going through my shit?”
you shake your head, finally looking up at him. “no. sh called you. im not playing, keeho. who the fuck is she?”
“shes just a friend, y/n. chill the fuck out.”
you scoff, and stand up, getting in his face.
“you dont get to tell me to chill out! keeho, youve been doing this shit since we fucking got together! and now some girl with a heart by her name is calling you? tell me the fucking truth. who is mads?”
he sighs, his hands moving to his face, rubbing it while groaning.
“y/n.” he says, reaching for you. you slap his hands away and back up, the tears falling down your cheeks even more than before.
“keeho. im actually not playing with you. tell me the fucking truth. i know youre lying, you know youre lying. stop fucking lying and just tell me the truth!” you say, your voice getting louder.
he sits down on the bed, his fingers moving to press against his temples. “shes someone i used to have something with.”
“how long ago?” you press.
“so why is she calling you now? have you seen her recently?”
keeho squeezes his eyes shut, his palms rubbing at them nervously. hes caught. he knows it.
“it was one time, and it was a mistake. it wont happen again.”
you just stare at him, your bottom lip shaking in anger, a sob threatening to escape your throat. you just want to break down and cry, cry because hes doing something you knew he was doing, and refused to believe.
“youre a fucking bitch. and youre an asshole. you cheated on me! after all the shit ive done for you, and you fucking cheated? are you stupid?” you scream.
he sits there, his head down, eyes glued to the floor while you yell.
“how many times, keeho. and tell me the truth.”
he keeps his head down when he answers. “a couple of times.”
“i dont know, y/n. a couple months?” he says, and you just laugh, throwing your arms uo before dropping them back down.
“i fucking hate you. you keep saying youre gonna change and youre not changing shit. youve been coming home and telling me you love me knowing damn well you dont!”
keehos head snaps up, his eyes going wide. “i do love you! i love you so much, everybody makes mistakes, y/n!”
“keeho! what you did is not a fucking mistake? youve been cheating for months! so, no. you dont fucking love me. you keep playing in my face and i look stupid as fuck for forgiving you! for thinking youll change! youre making me look dumb!”
keeho keeps his mouth shut, not knowing what to say. he does love you, despite his stupid mistakes, but he cant get mad at you for thinking that. the shit hes done does paint that picture.
“get the fuck out, keeho. i dont wanna see you again, we’re fucking done.” you say, the anger finally settling into sadness.
he nods and stands up, patting his pocket to make sure he has his phone before walking to the door.
“good! hurry up. get the fuck out of my face. and leave the key too. dont come back near me ever again, keeho!” you yell.
he takes the key out his pocket, placing it on your dresser before walking out of your room.
you wait until you hear the front door close before you break down, letting out the sob youve been holding in, dropping to the floor.
you use the last of your strength to call your friend, and within an hour, shes by your side, holding you while you cry.
“its okay.” she whispers, her fingers running through your hair strands.
“i look so stupid.” you say between sobs. “i shouldve known.”
“you did know. you just didnt want to believe it. because you have such a fucking pure heart. youre an amazing person and hes never gonna be what you are. he never deserved you. youll find your person.”
you bury your face in her chest even more, fingers clawing at her shirt.
you dont wanna hear that. you dont want to ‘find your person.’ you already did. you want keeho.
but he never wanted you. or maybe he did, youll never know.
a/n - yall i was inspired by sincere and melanie on love island to wrote this, moral of the story, STOP LETTING MEN PLAY IN YOUR FACE! if he do you wrong once, he’ll do it twice ONLY if you let him, LEAVE THAT MAN! alright, hope u enjoyed baiii <333
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