y/n pov

chestnut gyu 🌰
well, in my opinion, a good guy
would never end his friendship
with you if he rejects you.
so why not try first?

chesnut gyu 🌰
better safe than sorry 🤷‍♂️

i kept on rereading the advice he had given me. he had his point. but, now i know.

now i know we'll never be the same.

i furiously cried to my damp pillow as the darkness of the night came. i was laying on my bed, unable to even put my foot onto the floor. as if i was lifeless.

it hurts so bad. it was like a knife had been pushed through my heart with all its might. as the night came, the moon shone brightly, giving me a little light in the middle of the sickening darkness.

we'll never be the same again.

beomgyu pov

did i do something wrong?

the thought continued to circulate in my head the entire time.

it's been a week since she confessed, and i haven't seen her anywhere. not even in school. and she never skips school.

i walked slowly through the hallway, looking at every faces, in hopes that one of them would be her.

"yo beomgyu!" a hand slammed onto my shoulders, stopping me from doing what i was doing.

"hi, ...?" i joked, leaving him behind.

"yeonjun, your fave boy~" he catched up, singing.

"ew stop that." we both laughed.

"what's wrong, gyu?" he asked as soon as he noticed the look of concern on my face. was it that obvious?

i sighed, my cheerful facade wearing off, "i haven't seen her in a week." i looked to the floor, holding back my tears.

"come here." yeonjun took my hand and dragged me.

"where are we going?" i resisted, but he was stronger. i was wiping the tears in my eyes as he was in front of me, pulling me to god knows where.

"now you can talk." he suddenly stopped walking, and i stopped rubbing my eyes to see that we're on the rooftop.

the sun was shining on us, merciless and savage. sweats were starting to drop, our eyes almost closed from the striking sun rays.

"y/n, right?" he turned towards me, insisting for an answer.

"yeah... ever since she confessed, i haven't seen her in school." i sighed, the thought of it drowning me in sorrow.

"SHE CONFESSED?!" yeonjun suddenly screamed in shock, mouth open and eyes wide.

"wait, i thought i told you." i retorted, giving him a confused glare.

"no, you didn't! i knew she was gonna confess to you at some point, but i never thought she'd do it so soon..." his voice trailed off as soon as he realized what he said.

"ehem, what did you say in response?" he sternly asked, switching the topic.

"uhm, well... i only said that i need time to figure out how i feel right now." i explained.

"i'm lost, yeonjun. and i'm a little afraid that i'd make a wrong decision that i'll regret later." i went on, sitting down on the bench feeling desperate of an answer.

"you mean how you feel towards her or what?" he sat down along with me, looking at me in worry.

"no, not towards her. towards me." i clarified, still not looking at him.

"what do you mean?"

"well, i've been spacing out lately for no reason, up to the point where i'd leave the earth."

"do you know why?"

"no! exactly why i need to figure things out before i answer her confession."

he sighed, slouching on the bench. for a moment we were out of words, cozy silence filling the rooftop. the gentle breeze blew against my hair, removing any heat from my body. i slouched with him.

"do you like her?" he blurted, finally breaking the silence. we were staring at the sky, still slouching.

"well, i do! but not in that way. i mean, she's nice and funny, who wouldn't like her?" i reasoned.

"tell me about her."

"what? but you already know her!"

"i just wanna see what YOU know about her, and besides, you're closer to her than i am." he regained his posture, ready to listen to me.

i took a deep breath, my body still lazily slumped against the bench. i held my forehead as i started the explanation, "she is an amazing person, honestly. she's super talented and she has a cute sense of humour that suits me. her laughs are contagious, sometimes i'd laugh along with her without knowing what's even funny.

"she's like a cheerfully childlish, anything would make her happy. but on the inside, she's mature, and she thinks like an adult. talks like one too.

"if you get to know her better, she's really talkative, up to the point where you'd kick her out because she was so annoying. she really can't handle problems well, so she can be sad for hours and hours without even trying to find a solution." then i jolted up in realization.

she really can't handle problems well.

"oh my god, i gotta go." i quickly took my bag and stood up. but before i could make it to the door, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bench. again.

"you're not going anywhere until you know for sure how you're feeling." he demanded, looking at me with a slight anger in his face. i remained silent.

he calmed down, "beomgyu, i've never seen a boy giving an explanation that long about a girl." he sighed, casually looking at the horizon.

"so what? we're close, it's normal for me to know everything about her, right?" i denied, knowing where the conversation was going.

"i used to be like you. denying my feelings for someone." he confessed, not looking at me.

"what? really?"

"yeah. she was amazing, just like how you described y/n. my heart flutters every time i was around her, and i would have a hard time sleeping in the night. i was overloaded in joy just by being around her, and somehow i didn't realize this."

"then how did you know you liked her?" i interjected, curiousity flaming inside of me.

"well, the moment i saw her with another boy, my heart was crumpled so hard i thought i'd die on the spot." he bitterly laughed.

"woah, i didn't know. sorry, hyung..." i replied in pity, not because of what happened to him, but because i couldn't relate to it.

"chill. besides, i got yeeun now, and i love her with all my heart." he smiled, not a hint of sadness shown in his face. i sighed in relief.

"beomgyu."

"yeah?"

"you look like you haven't taken a single sleep. what have you been doing in the night?" he smirked.

"uh... i couldn't sleep?" he was being ridiculous. smirking like that. pfft.

"and why is that?"

"because..." i sighed, giving up.

"does your heart beat faster around her? do you get nervous around her?" he kept on throwing questions at me.

"do you find her cute? do you like teasing her? do you-" he stopped, realizing the change in my expression.

"you do." he gasped in excitement, clapping his hands like a seal.

i do.

i did find her cute when she blushed in embarrassement the other day.

i did love teasing her. i love the way she laughed and i didn't like it when she's sad.

and now that he mentioned it, my heart did went fast by her presence, by her touch.

when she asked to go to the cafe, i swore my heart stopped for a second. and i would be so happy when she talks to me.

i've been daydreaming about her this whole time. i haven't been able to sleep because i was thinking of her.

i like her. i like y/n.

"oh shit." i reacted after i pondered on my feelings.

"no shit!" yeonjun cheered, a goofy smile on his face.

"can i go?" i excused, pointing to the door.

"yeah, go!" he encouraged.

"bye, hyung." i flashed him a smile before i ran down the stairs, through the corridors, and away from the school gates.

_

i took a steady, deep breath before i pressed the tiny doorbell on my right.

"coming." a croaky voice came from the other side. the door abruptly opened, and i saw a messy y/n looking at me in shock.

"h-hi b-b-beomgyu..." she stuttered, looking down at her feet.

"i gotta go." she mumbled and gave me a sad smile before she swung the door close.

but i managed to stop it from closing.

"please. we need to talk." i pleaded firmly, looking at y/n that couldn't make an eye contact with me.

she gave up and walked in, and i trailed in behind her.

she led me to the kitchen counter as she jumped and sat on it. me being the awkward self just stood there, putting my hands in my pockets.

"are you okay? you look messy..." i approached y/n that was looking down at her dangling feet.

"i'm good, i guess." she shrugged.

"then why did you skip school?" i reasoned, putting a hand on her lap in concern. i stared at her, demanding for an answer.

"because... because i couldn't see you after what i did, okay?!" she yelled as she burst into tears, and i was clueless as to what to do.

i remained silent as i rubbed her back, sitting on the counter with her. her back was shaking, and i saw that her pants were wet with teardrops.

"i'm sorry, y/n. i didn't mean to hurt you." i apologized in instinct, stroking her hair in the process.

"i know." she whispered, barely audible. she looked up, her puffy eyes a little red and her cheeks a bit wet. she tried to give me a smile, but it came out a sad one.

i wiped the tears, caressing her cheeks. she stared at me, her eyes went slightly wide at my action.

"i like you too." i blurted out, a sudden boost of confidence rising in me. i didn't know where it came from, but i didn't want to lose them.

"i realized something over the week. i like everything about you, your laugh, your smile, even you sarcasms." i chuckled, but she still stared at me blankly.

i continued, "the reason why i tend to lose focus in school is because of... you. you have always been in my mind, and my heart would always leaped so high when you're next to me or when you talk to me."

my hands was still caressing her cheeks, but i wasn't looking at her. i felt her cheeks slightly move, and i looked up to see her smiling.

i placed my other hand on her other cheek, "you're such an amazing person, y/n. you're pretty and super talented.

can you be my one and only?"

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hey yall!! omg im so sorry i haven't updated in so long... i was super busy at school, and i just did a photoshoot for my yearbook!! it was amazing, i had a great time....

god im such a prick, why am i telling you the good times i had while im gone?? stupid.

i might not update next week, it's gonna be a really tight week for me. but i'll try to update another imagine tomorrow before all the commotion!!

geez this story was pretty cringey. i hope you liked it tho! ♡♡