#seungmin soft
gesture of love
idol:kim seungmin × reader
genre:angst
warnings: pure sadness lol
the evening started off with plenty of work you had to get done by tomorrow afternoon. life was stressful and the less you got done, the more you got riled up with everything.
luckily,seungmin was coming home today from a full week of practicing, causing him to stay at the dorms all week long. even though you had to finish really important stuff, you still wanted to greet your boyfriend in a proper way.
you cooked food for him, and cleaned the whole apartment until your limbs started to hurt. it was definitely a tough day, but at least he’s going to be happy about your surprise.
when you heard the doorbell ring, you jumped out of chair, running to open it quickly. the door revealed a tired, but kinda happy seungmin. he looked pretty devastated and he probably planned on going to bed right away.
but you hoped that it won’t turned out like that and that he will be happy about your present for him.
“hey, baby.”, you grinned and hugged him really tightly. it wondered you why his grip on your waist was so loose, it didn’t feel like he was excited to see you again.
“is everything alright?”, you nibbed onto your lower lip.
“uhm, yeah. what made you think that?”, he knitted his eyebrows.
“oh, it was nothing. you just seem so off.”, you weakly smiled.
“you know i practiced all week. i’m going to sleep.”, he scoffed and stepped inside.
“are you not hungry?”, you then asked.
“i ate earlier that day.”, he replied harshly.
“but i cooked for you.”, your lips curved downwards.
“too bad. i don’t want to eat.”, he closed the bathroom door, leaving you alone in the hallway.
was everything useless? the effort you put in?
the now cold food?
“okay.”, you mumbled into the air and walked back into the kitchen, where you set a prepared table for the two of you. seems like you were the only one sitting at it tonight.
it was stress. you told yourself. he wasn’t mad at you, right? he was just tired and exhausted.
you ate your self-made meal on your own. it felt really unromantic since the candle wasn’t even lit up. the food wasn’t even served properly, just smashed onto your plate. and the room was really dark, so no one could see the tears streaming down your cheeks. it was really useless, you had to admit.
you finished half of the food, before packing it up into plastic boxes and containers for tomorrow. actually, you had planned on watching a movie. maybe he wanted to join you, so you decided to ask him.
when you entered the bedroom, with a few dvd’s in your hand, you found your boyfriend sitting on the bed scrolling through social media.
“do you want to watch a movie?”, you nicely asked.
“no.”, he just said.
“why?”, your head hung low.
“just leave, i said i don’t want to watch one.”, he cursed.
“i was just asking.”, you spoke before leaving the room.
you watched one of the selected movies, before you decided on going to bed. you planned on sleeping on the couch since you didn’t want to face seungmin. it was the better option in your opinion.
the night was uncomfortable and cold. you were too frightened to ask him for another blanket.
the things he did to you.
the next day came in fast. seungmin walked into the living room to see you all asleep and curled up into a ball.
normally, he would wake you up with a kiss or a hug, but today it was different. he did nothing, instead he took out the food from yesterday and started to eat it.
you then woke up and noticed his presence.
“good morning.”, you whispered and slide onto the chair next to him.
“morning.”, he said.
“is the food good?”, you smiled.
“it’s okay.”
you frowned.
after he ate up the food. he headed out of the door and quickly you rushed behind him to say goodbye.
you hugged him from behind.
“y/n!”, he cursed again.
“why are you so harsh with me?”, you then asked quietly.
“y/n listen. you’re damn clingy.”, he turned around and spoke, clearly annoyed by you.
“what?”, your eyes went wide.
“what did i do wrong!”, you snapped.
“you never leave me alone! just let me be, god damn!”, he yelled.
“go.”, was the last word of you before pushing him out of your apartment.
you cried the whole night, it was just a gesture of love.
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i want to cry at my own imagine oop
