#txt drabbles
ghost of you|choi yeonjun
you had just awoken to your alarm alerting you that it was time to get ready. the truth was that you didn’t get any proper sleep, just the kind where you close your eyes and let your mind wander. your heart was heavier today… you didn’t want to think with your eyes open.
you didn’t want to see the empty side of the bed that hadn’t been touched ever since he stopped occupying it. all you could do was stare at the emptiness of it all until you decided it was okay to close your eyes for just a bit longer.
“y/n.” you smiled hearing his soft whisper right next to your pillow. “i know you hear me.” he sang in a whisper.
you shook your head, “i’m clearly sleeping yeonjun.”
“oh really now? you can sleep peacefully knowing that your boyfriend is planning the day with you?” his hand gently pressed against your cheek. his warmth lingering, as if he left his hand hovering.
you snuggled deeper into your pillow as you faked a snore. yeonjun let out a small scoff before he grew quiet.
he placed a small peck at your lips. “why won’t you open your eyes for me?” yeonjun’s voice grew distant and fragile.
“i don’t want to.” you meant to say it in a playful tone, but your voice cracked as you felt the tears start to dwell in your closed eyes.
“you’ll be just fine y/n. just trust me.”
just trust me. you trusted him, but you didn’t trust yourself. that was the problem. you didn’t want to get up. everything was peaceful and bright and happy. an illusion you created for yourself.
you reached out for him. nothing. no lingering feeling of his warmth just the cloth of the sheets. you opened your eyes slowly, not surprised to of woken up staring at the stuffed pillow beside you. your heart couldn’t take another dream being ripped away from you.
your phone was being blown up by messages, but you were focused on the mess that surrounded your room. the trash from take-out food, dirty clothes… the old led zeppelin shirt yeonjun used to own. you took pride in wearing it, it was the only shirt that wasn’t thrown carelessly on the floor.
maybe wearing it gave you the courage to start your day. maybe it sent you into another daze… another dream. maybe just maybe yeonjun was watching you from another life repeating, “trust me.”
naur this was not the crossover i expected, feeling absolute pain over this one
day twenty | c. bg | txt
content: afab!reader, dom!reader, pegging, buttplug use, beomgyu sucks off a dildo for a bit, dirty talk, mild degradation?, 350 words
HOT HOT HOT!!
