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" do you got me way too open to be open? "
warnings: drabble, mentions of open relationships, celeb!au, and doubts
"Just talk to him," Your best friend told you for the umpteenth time. In her defense, that's all she could say. The situation was simple. All you two needed was communication. But you resisted. You were scared.
You're the one who said it was fine if Bambam found comfort in someone else while he was away. He agreed to let you to do the same. You guys had that kind of trust. But you were still doubtful. There were always lingering thoughts while you traveled on tour. What if Bambam found someone he loved more than you overseas? What if he wanted to stay with them and leave you?
Or worse, what if he slipped up and revealed your relationship to someone?
Personally, you hadn't abused the open relationship yet. Bambam let you know whenever he did, and whenever he did a little piece of you broke away. But it was your idea. You two were always away from each other and of course no one can last that long without love. Or anything of the sort.
"He's just going to argue that it was my idea. And I don't blame him, 'cause it was," You wanted to cut this open relationship stuff out. Your thoughts had overpowered your trust in Bambam and you wanted your relationship to be exclusive again. You wanted to sleep at night safe with the thought that his heart belonged to you.
Even if he reassured you you two were fine you were still anxious.
"___," Zuri sighed. "You both are adults. Adults in love may I add, talk to Bambam. He has a free night in Thailand, take your chance,"
"And what if he's using that free night," You countered, dodging this the best way you could.
Zuri scoffed. "He'll stop whatever he's doing to speak to you. He always does."
And now you were locked in your bathroom with Zuri guarded the door. Waiting until you spoke to Bambam. Your fingers wavered over his contact. The fear of this talk ending in something bad. You swallowed it and pressed his name.
The ringing was killing you. The longer it rang, the more your assumptions started to pile up. He was out with someone, he was with someone, he was falling for someone-
"Hey," the line connected and Bambam's voice immediately chimed through the phone.
You sighed in relief. "Why are you calling so early, are you okay? Did you- you know," It was obvious what he was referring to. You now wished you had planned the call better, it was rather early in Thailand. Maybe you should've called at a later time.
"___?"
You cleared your throat. "No. But that's what I wanted to talk about, though,"
"Oh," Thankfully, it wasn't a disappointed oh.
It made what you wanted to confess easier.
"I don't think I want to do this anymore, the open relationship," You said in a haste, clutching your phone as anxiety ate at you.
Bambam hummed. "Yea, me neither,"
Your eyebrows furrowed a bit before the flew up. "Really?"
"It's always better with you. I always think of you. I've been hoping you'd want to stop this some time soon,"
"Well, I'm glad this is settled,"
Bambam giggled. "Now that we're exclusive again, can I take a private trip to see you?"
