a lonely bed is a cold bed is a really cute fic but what will happen to jay, if they broke up? will he be able to sleep by himself? just a thought maybe make a part 2 of the story hehe >.<
First of all, thank you, I appreciate the support 💕 Second, I can sense the angst and although I'm not a big angst person, I loveee the idea too much... So ask and you shall receive!! Have fun reading part 2 (≧▽≦) btw, this hurt me so much emotionally sooo yay, but fr loved the request. It was pretty fun to write. Hope to see you and your ideas again soon, anon!
an empty bed is all I have now | enhypen jay
warnings: talk of nightmares, tears, jay not over y/n, just a lot of heartbreak pain
genre/au: A LOT of angst, fluff, ex bf!jay
word count: 1.1k
summary: it's been a couple months since things went wrong between you and jay, and he only hopes that you're handling the pain better than him
sidenote: this is a semi-requested part 2 of 'a lonely bed is a cold bed'. read part 1, for more context. enjoy reading lovelies <3
Heavy breathing could only be heard in the room. The shine of the moon is barely seen through the window. A bedroom that used to be filled with so much warmth and happiness now feels strange and cold. Who knew that you leaving could cause such a change in.. everything. You really made such an impact in his life and now that you're gone, it all feels different.
Sleep eludes Jay. He dreads the night. He dreads the fact that he has to lie in the same bed that you used to sleep in; and just try his best to sleep. But every night is the same. The same place, with the same routine, and the same nightmare that ends up washing all his efforts to rest down the drain. And it seems as though today was no different.
Jay clenches his hand over his chest and tries to pace his breathing, "calm down. It's not real, it's not real, it's not.. real." He harshly wipes away any tears that might've fallen and forces himself up and out of bed. "Maybe some food will get this off my mind," so off to the kitchen he goes. He rummages around in the fridge and takes out some milk, looks in the cupboards and gets some cookies. Classic.
Heh, cookies and milk. Her favourite go-to midnight snack. I remember she always had this right after waking up from her bad dreams
He sets his snack on the dining table and sits down with a thud. He doesn't eat though. He just watches the water droplets run down the side of the cup because of the condensation, a pool of water gathering at the base of the cup. "She'd probably tell me off again for not getting a coaster. I'll have to listen to her lecture again on 'furniture care'... Shit, I wanna hear her voice so bad, even if it's just her telling me off." He bitterly laughs and blinks away the tears that brim his eyes. "The milk's lukewarm now, haha gross."
The sight is sad and pitiful, even Jay would agree if he could see himself right now. A single ceiling light barely lit up the dining area he was in. Jay's figure lonely eating on one side of the table, head tilted down with a sullen look on his face.
He felt so empty. This house no longer felt like a home. Without you here beside him everything just felt unfamiliar. There was no one to join him for meals and ask for a bite of his food even if you both ate the same thing, you always claimed that his food was tastier. Nobody could greet him with the hugs and kisses he loved so much by the door anymore. He could no longer listen to you ramble about your thoughts when you inevitably stayed awake from your nightmares. He gets it now, your fear of sleeping after those dreams. He only hopes that you have someone to talk to about it, even if it's not him. Jay opens up his phone and scrolls down till he finds your name. He opens the messages between you two and stares at the last message you sent him.. 4 months ago.
Nothing... what did I expect? AGHHHHH OF COURSE SHE WOULDN'T TEXT YOU!! You're so stupid to think that she would
These days he wonders how you're doing. If you're getting some sleep or still having trouble with it. He begs whatever deity is up there that you're alright. He hopes that you're doing better than he is. Jay hated the present so much. He missed the past, the past that had you in it. Maybe that's why he often stayed awake. Besides those frustrating nightmares that he has, he stays awake waiting for the moment you would call or text him; telling him you need someone to talk to or someone to listen to you, as you get everything off your chest. Then you'd likely ask him things like his regrets from the past, his fears of the future, the things he wants to keep in the present. He loved.. no, loves that about you. How you're able to be so vulnerable with him and allow him to be vulnerable with you too. If only you could listen to him now, he'd tell you that he regrets not being selfish and keeping you by his side till now. He hated that he let you go so easily. Too thoughtful to hold you back and too in love with you to stand the idea that you would be unhappy here. It was for the best. So why, why can't he let it go? Why can't he let you go?
"Huh, what's-" he touches his lip and sees the blood that stains his finger red. Jay clenches his teeth and runs his fingers through his hair, pulling on it in frustration.
UGHH WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!! WHY AM I LIKE THIS TODAY?! GOD I JUST MISS HER SO FUCKING MUCH
"Forget it, nothing's gonna change. It's late, I should go back to bed. I have work later." He tosses his trash in the bin and places his cup in the sink, deciding that he'll clean it later. The male walks back to his bedroom and covers himself with the sheets. He shivers as he settles into the bed. It feels cold. Colder than before. What’s new? It’s not like he didn’t know that the bed has slowly felt colder these past few months. It will never be the same as before, nothing will, not even him. It’s time he faced the facts… You are gone. He can kiss cuddling you at night goodbye. No more listening to the sound of the other’s heartbeat to lull us to sleep. And he can no longer sleep easily, breathing in that comforting and home-y scent that you always have, of fleshly warmed blankets, sweet pastries, and the slightest bit of forest pine (kudos to you always wearing Jay’s hoodies and shirts).
He opens his phone once again and clicks on the latest photo he had of you. You look so happy here. Arms hugging your hoodie clad figure and smile so bright it could battle the stars. It was just a normal day then, but you made it feel so special… If only he knew what the future held, maybe then he would’ve cherished that moment just a little bit more. He strokes his thumb over the photo and lets his tears fall now, giving up on holding everything in. “I miss you, y/n, so so much. I hope you know that I still love you.” He bitterly laughs to himself. Does he even get to say that? “Sleep well angel, I hope I see you in my dreams.”
Did y'all see what I did there in the last sentence, hehe it hurts. I hope you all enjoyed reading. All support is much appreciated ^^
👻: Have Faux Berry Cookie and I ever gone through a haunted house attraction?
Why of course! I’ve learned that it’s one of her favorite things to do during this time of year, that is if she’s able to go. So, I made sure to find the best one I could possibly find in Earthbread, and I took her! She was a little scared, of course, but rest assured that I kept her safe~
Oh, I remember her telling me all about this! It’s just the cutest how you always have each others’ backs! Like how she grabbed your hand to pull you away from a scare cookie that cornered you~?
Mm… well yes Cherry Blossom Cookie… that was a thing that happened. But… but I protected her too!
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💀: What genre best describes our relationship?
Well, the easiest answer would be to call it a romance, heh. I suppose that’s too easy of an answer though. Maybe we can call it… a drama. An action drama. Or, OH! A ballad~!
Yes… yes I think that fits best. Faux Berry Cookie and I… are a ballad!
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🌕: Where would I take my Faux Berry Cookie to, as a surprise on a nighttime walk?
I think all I would have to do is lead her to my dragon, Buttercream, and take her for a nighttime flight among the stars~
That offer is enough to make any cookie swoon, but for my sweet cutie… oh it’s perfect. She always holds on to me so tightly, burying her head in my back or looking at awe at the world below… it’s so…
Anyways, if not to a flight, I would try to take her to one of the older buildings of Dragon City. She always did seem interested in our history… well, the history of Earthbread, really. I know she’d enjoy that greatly~
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