#yugyeom soft packs

[nctangelz]

a forever goodbye ( 2019 )

monique never imagined herself to feel as if she was an open container, with an open heart, calling out for anyone to give it love. she never imagined herself to be so naive, so easy to drop and break into millions of little pieces like glass. she never thought she would let someone hurt her like this.

she thought back to the love story of her and yugyeom, back when they had their first date, their first kiss, their first sleepover, the night they unlocked all of their secerts, showed all their imperfections and learned a new language, a new passion for eachother, how they always seemed to have endless amounts of laughs to share between them, their whispered "love you" before drifting to sleep, to their countless of late night milkshake dates, to just a few days ago - when it all shattered.

monique wondered - how could something so beautiful, turn into something so terrible and gut wrenching, so quickly?

monique smiled when she entered her shared apartment of her and yugyeom, resting her groceries on the counter and turning around, calling, “i’m back, love!”. it sounded cheesy, but after a long and busy day, she loved that she had yugyeom to come home to afterward.

she began to unpack her groceries out her bag, organizing, placing each item in their designated area. she sighed when yugyeom still didn’t come out to greet her, scanning the living room to find sight of him. it was unlike him to not come and find her, for him to not wrap her up in a hug, leaving sweet kisses on her neck.

when her search failed, she creeped into their shared bedroom, gently peeking her head in. she expected to find him sleeping, but instead, she found him sitting on the edge of their neatly made bed (monique couldn't help but feel a pinch in her heart - making the bed was her job). yugyeom didn't raise his head - his eyes set on the frame he was holding in his hands - the picture her cousin took of them at monique's birthday party. their favorite picture.

the both of them were smiling, not looking at anything, just eachother. anyone looking at the picture - would see a strong love, a love that wasn't made to end. but monique knew yugyeom wasn't just looking at it to ponder. her eyes wandered, frowning when she saw a bag,

the bag he brought when he moved in.

packed.

"what's the bag for?" monique asked, frowning when yugyeom didn't answer, his eyes still trained on the frame. " yug, what's wrong?"

yugyeom didn't say anything. the silence stung, and monique knew. she knew that in his silence, it was over. and yugyeom was gone. when he looked up - she could see it all so clearly now. he was gone, the love was gone, and there was no way she could get it back.

she never imagined someone so dear to her would so easily become a stranger, because how could they? she could recognize his laugh in a heartbeat - but she felt like she knew nothing about him. everything she knew about him was completely wrong. she never deemed herself foolish, but clearly everything she knew about herself was wrong, too.

she used to watch yugyeom sleep, count his freckles and brush her fingers through his soft hair, resting her head on his chest, listening to his breathing and his heartbeat, lulling herself to sleep. but now, she falls asleep alone, clutching her heart and tug on the strings of the sweatshirt he left, clinging to the lingering smell of his shampoo and cologne.

monique couldn’t wrap her head around the thought that it was really over — that yugyeom would probably never pick up her calls anymore, he would no longer suprise her with flowers and a romantic date in, she couldn’t believe that she had to live in a universe where yugyeom loved her, not a universe where he would love her forever. she wished she were in another universe - simply living and loving yugyeom.

but now he’s gone, and all that remains is the ache in her heart and the shadows of him in their empty apartment. the only way she can cope with her loss, was to pour her love into her journals, into the wind, screaming it out of her lungs only to inhale it back in. her days seemed like a constant loop - with no end in sight. how was she expected to move on, when he dropped her heart with no warning, with no gentle hands, just with one sharp breath?

she thought back to that night - and everything that led to it. she hated herself knowing that she could've made them last - she could've made them happen, be the forever happy ever couple she so desperately wanted them to be. but then, she wonders if she would be happy. and she knows, that truly, she wouldn't be. she would feel the emptiness of what she wanted in her heart forever, and she knew, that no matter how much love yugyeom gave her - it would never be enough. the nights spent with the two of them peacefully laying in the bed together, their soft sheets draped over them and the afterglow radiating off their skin...even though monique hated this truth, it wasn't enough.

the moonlight was peeking through the navy curtains, the chill of the wind humming the couple a soft song. monique layed there next to yugyeom, her chin resting against his shoulder, her fingers gently tracing his jawline while he played with the ends of her hair. the night was far from young - but monique couldn't find any tiredness in her body. she wanted to stay awake forever - endlessly admiring yugyeom, endlessly loving him.

"what's going through that sweet head of yours?" yugyeom asked, chuckling lowly when monique only blushed, hiding her head into his neck.

"i'm just thinking..." monique whispered out, kissing yugyeom's shoulder before sitting up, pulling the soft gray shirt she stole from the closet down. "i'm thinking about our future - how i could never get enough of you. we could get married, move into our own home...have kids. could you imagine what they would look like? i bet they would have your eyes, your nose, maybe my smile...gosh, i bet those kids will get my mom's ears. poor kids." monique softly chuckled, brushing her hair off her shoulder to look out the window, admiring the night sky. "we could take them to our spot, show them all the constellations and teach them about all the phases of the moon."

monique smiled, turning her head to look back down at yugyeom, feeling her heart sink when he didn't return her smile. it was silent for awhile, the two staring at each other, wordlessly communicating.

"or...it can just be us." monique said, forcing a smile when yugyeom nodded.

she regretted mentioning anything - she knew she should have asked yugyeom if he wanted kids - if he wanted kids with her or in general. why did she allow herself to assume?

but she couldn't help but feel disappointed and hurt - she dreamed about being a mother for so long and thinking about yugyeom and her raising children together had made her heart feel so full. she dreamed of family vacations...she dreamed of yugyeom teaching them to swim while she watched from the porch, taking them to explore her home town and yugyeom's home town...it was something she thought would happen in life. she wanted it to be with yugyeom - but the silence slapped her into reality.

how could you feel grief over something that you never even had in the first place?

"it's a loss without closure, moni." wonwoo said, throwing himself back on his couch, pushing his frames back up his nose. "it's like when you go to the pet store and fall in love with an adopted kitten, your heart aches for them - but they were never yours to begin with."

"i can't believe you are comparing my breakup to adopting cats." monique scoffed, opening another soju bottle, "am i selfish for even crying over something like this?"

wonwoo was silent for awhile, blankly looking over at the girl while she drank, straight from the bottle. "no, i don't think you can be considered selfish. the both of you never talked about it before or after, did you?"

monique only shook her head, resting her bottle on the nighstand, "no. only when we had a pregnancy scare, but he didn't say anything. he just hugged me and smiled when it was negative." monique said, suddenly feeling as if she was going to throw up. "i should have known."

"he didn't want you to know." wonwoo said, "he knew it would break you."

"what would you have done?" monique asked, wiping her tears off of her cheeks, sniffling while she watched wonwoo shrug, giving monique a lopsided smile.

"why does it matter?" wonwoo laughed, causing monique to only close her eyes and shake her head. "you know my answer."

"not what he did." monique mocked, copying wonwoo's deep voice, causing the friends to chuckle through the somber moment.

as monique layed in the bed, all she could think about was how badly she wished yugyeom would have said something - anything. she wished they had time to fix it - but it was too late. she tried to call - but it wouldn't go through.

he blocked her. erased her from his phone - he was trying to erase her from his life. erase all the memories and erase the pain. monique couldn't blame him - she wished she could forget all the warm memories, but no amount of vodka would fix her broken soul and it never, ever, made the cold nights more bearable. just more miserable.

as the past memories flooded her mind - the clearer it got that it was never going to work. now that the fog cleared, she saw all the flaws, all the quirks and all of the red flags wonwoo tried to warn of her of - but it was too late. the damage was done. and the fog clearing made it hurt even more. she misjudged her very own love story.

it wasn't perfect, it wasn't beautiful - but they were in love, right? in some sort of twisted and flawed way, they found themselves in love with each other. she hated that he wasn't what she imagined, she hated that she wasn't what she expected to be, and most importantly, she hates that through all the hate and the disappointment, she still hurts.

the only thing that kept her going through the dark, gloomy and alone days was the fact that the moon and sun rises and set everyday. she could watch the clouds move, the reflections the sun and the moon made, and count the starts in the deep sky, comforting herself in the fact that perhaps yugyeom was looking at them too, thinking of her. she could only hope.

she could only hope that the hurt wouldn't last forever.

so, into the night sky, monique screams his name, begs him to come home, tells him to straight to hell, cries that shes sorry over and over again, and sings the betrayal away. she keeps going, until all of the pain is crushed and dead.

when she can finally stomach the pain, she packs all of yugyeom's belongings away, she ships them off, and drops the apartment.

she can go wherever she wants, but not the place monique and yugyeom called home in the same breath. a place that was once filled with love and laughter, was now cursed with haunting memories and the echos of what they once had. she couldn't do it - if he was going to let yugyeom go, she had to let the ghosts of him go too.

so she let him go. she said goodbye to the ghosts. smiles instead of frowns. and somehow, she dragged herself out of the hole she dug, and found her way back into her own life.

tags :: @yjjnfied

[aajjks]

sorry i’m late with this one. the comments kinda made me a little self conscious but i’m okay now!

TPOL!JK

“hahahaha jorjaaaa” you laugh on the phone while folding jaemin’s clothes.

“ughh, you think he’ll be at yugyeom’s thing tonight?”

“yoongi? i think so but you can’t chicken out this time”

“i just gotta give myself the sharpay treatment. brr brr brr MA, y’know?”

you giggle “yeah that. he’s really cool, trust me” you’re then interrupted by jungkook with a whining jaemin in his arms. “i’ll call you back, jojo. love you girl”

“aww, love you too!! give jaemin a kiss for me. see you tonight!!”

“see youuu” you hang up your phone, set it aside, and take jaemin from jungkook. cooing at him while he settles down. “hi my wittle munchkin~ what’s wrong??” you coo, giving jaemin an eskimo kiss before swaddling him and sitting him in the swing set he likes, gifted by yerin.

“hi you�� say with a smirk when you finish laying jaemin in his swing set and walk to jungkook who quietly watches you. you walk to your sweet boyfriend and wrap your arms around jungkook’s neck and press a kiss to his lips. “is everything okay?” and he replies that everything is. he just misses when your attention used to be on him since you’ve been so focused on the baby but he admires you for accepting jaemin with open arms.

the two of you talk for a little bit before jungkook leaves you to finish jaemin’s laundry while he heads back downstairs to talk to his mother about proposal ideas.

“what if you just slide the ring on in her sleep? that would be so cute and she’d never expect it” says ji-ae and jungkook takes his time to think about the idea. “you should call yugyeom up and go ring shopping for y/n. maybe he’ll give you a better idea than mine. it’s how your father proposed to me because he was too shy to ask me to my face”

[oh my God I’m so sorry I didn’t know… I feel really bad, it must not have been the nicest thing to see but I just hope that you know, that they are criticizing jk, not you or your writing because you’re honestly such a good writer. And I know it’s not easy to deal with something like that but what I do is, I don’t let anything affect me personally. So if you ever feel like that, just talk to me Okay? I hope you feel a lot better right now. 🩷🩷]

Jungkook thinks about it for a moment, but his smile fades when his mother mentions his father. He scoffs as his mother tells him the way his father proposed to her.

Of course very typical of him.

“Ma, no offense, but he trapped you, because he was scared of being rejected.” he says, in a small voice not trying not to hurt her feelings, and he can still see it in her eyes that she has a small soft corner for him in her heart, and he cannot blame her because she used to love him very much.. and he’s sure that maybe in his own fucked up way he loved her a lot too. And Maybe that was the problem.

But then he smiles at her, showing her his bunny teeth. “but I’m glad that he did because I got to have the most amazing beautiful mother.” He coos.

“OK now I got to go… you’re right maybe I should go out and do some ring shopping you know. I wanted to take you with me but I’m not sure if you’d want to come? I know you hate this weather.” He says, getting up, and then he kisses his mother on the forehead before leaving her alone, and heading out.

Of course, he’s not telling you that he’s going somewhere because it has to be a surprise. This time he has a clear idea of what to get you.

As he’s driving to the jewelry store, his heart feels really giddy because this time he really feels like this is your happy ending or beginning as he would like to think.

Everything is perfect and he wouldn’t want anyone or anything to destroy it.

So after hours of searching for the ring, he finds the perfect one. “Yeah please pack this one.” He says to the shop clerk. Today he is such a happy mood. He’s like walking sunshine.

____

It’s almost night, and he is finally home. And he goes to his mother’s room, first thing to show her the ring. And it is safe to say that she is in love with it.

And then after a while he has come back to your bedroom. He missed you a lot.

“Ynnnnn!!!!” He says in a sing song voice. But he doesn’t spot you. Maybe you already started to get ready for tonight… yeah that’s possibly it because he is a little late. And he then sees Jaemin peacefully sleeping in his crib.

“YNNNN!” he is now in your vanity room, and there you are. All ready, you’re just putting on some earrings and damn, he’s forgotten how to breathe.

You’ve got a black tight dress on. It’s complementing your figure so well. “Oh princess look at you..” he whispers, walking towards you, and he wrapped his hands around your waist back hugging you.

You look so pretty that he wants to propose to you tonight.

He’s leaving butterfly kisses on your neck and he cannot help but admire your smoky eye makeup. It suits you a lot.

“Oh I guess I’m a little late but I missed you very much… I was gone somewhere really important… I see you’re already ready, I better go and have a quick shower!!!”

[yuyeomie]

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Felix is buzzing with excitement as he opens the oven door. Everything is set for games night; the games are set out in the living room, punch is mixed and prepped with markers for people to claim their cup, and now his famous brownies are ready for his guests to enjoy. Felix loves cozy gatherings and big groups alike, so games night seemed like the perfect idea.

He invited pretty much every person he could think of to games night, wanting to be surrounding by friends and new faces like the social butterfly he is. Still, he isn’t sure who will be able to make it given the late notice and can’t wait for people to arrive.

Luckily, he didn’t have to wait too long because as he finishes plating his brownies on the platter, there is a knock at the door. He quickly tosses his apron into the corner and checks his reflection in the mirror. His hair is still neat but there’s a bit of batter on the corner of his mouth from licking the spatula. Oops.

A quick wipe on the back of his hand and he’s ready to greet his first guest. He rushes to the door and greets his the newcomer with wide smile. “You made it! Come on in.”

He helps them shrug off their coat and places it in the closet for safe keeping before walking them inside. “Brownies just finished so you get the honor of first pic. Care for a drink? I’ve got a pomegranate and pear punch, and some soju if you’re looking to really let lose.”

@seoulessrp

now that yugyeom’s shows wrapped, he could return to his normal schedule. most of that schedule was him visiting friends or partying since he enjoyed nights out. it didn’t take him long to get ready since he normally wore his usual black outfit, and threw on his black cap on his way out of the door. the traffic in seoul wasn’t nearly as bad as other days that he arrived to felix’s location in under half an hour. 

he gave a soft knock on the door and waited with a few packs of soju that he picked up along the way. he always tried bring something with him when he visited anybody. he balanced the drinks in his hands until felix opened the door for him. “hello!” yugyeom’s smile crossed his face when felix helped with his coat, and the maknae removed his shoes when he walked inside. 

“i hope you don’t mind that i brought extra soju. always figured that it’s best to bring extra than to run out of drinks in the middle of everyone having a good time.” yugyeom explained. 

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