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BTS scenario → telling you they’re ashamed of… – krreader
And now it was he that wanted to slap himself. bts imagine bts reactions bts x reader bts bangtan bangtan reaction bangtan boys kpop kpop …
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Date Published: 10/18/2022
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DreamEscapes — Are You Ashamed Of Me? ~ JHS [Request]
He dn’t want to stand there and listen to that, he knew that before he and you began dating that you had had a crush on Yoongi and it made him …
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— Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook – They make you cry…
Why couldn’t he just… act like an adult? bts bts yoongi bts jungkook bts namjoon bts angst bts reactions bts rm bts suga.
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— Jimin One Shot: Ashamed – xxaestheticcatherinexx
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BTS reacts to saying something hurtful and then…
From this ask: hi, i wanted to request a bts reaction to them saying something hurtful in … There is no way you’re taking this from him.
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BTS scenario: You doing something that isn’t… – BANGtan
Can you do a reaction of BTS dating a foreigner and BTS is kind of ashamed … They even chase after you, just to give you your money back“, …
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What was the time you felt the MOST ashamed of BTS ARMY …
Do note the ones that start fanwars aren’t Monbebe. Monbebe is such a peaceful fandom. The condoms in Jin’s room. They lost fans and Jin blamed himself. Like be …
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BTS reaction to the members being mean to you
You breathe in deeply, mentally thanking Jin. “You think they like her,” Hoseok mutters under his breath. You hear his silent remark and begin …
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- Date Published: 2017. 12. 10.
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BTS scenario → telling you they’re ashamed of you/giving you a reason they never wanted to make your relationship public.
pairing: bts x reader
fandom: bts
warnings: language
genre: angst ; fluff
a/n: ah, you all know how hard these requests are for me, I don’t really do fluffy endings with these scenarios, but I left the ending open so you can decide whether you would forgive the member or not. please don’t ever let yourself be treated this way, okay? (masterlists are in my description box)
kim seokjin
Usually when Jin’s parents came around, it was him that did the cooking, just because he knew what to make and what not to make, what his parents liked and what they hated. And he also knew that he could 100% rely on himself.
But he had a meeting that was lasting longer than expected and had asked you to do the cooking instead.
He had sent you the recipe and told you where everything was, hoping you would do exactly what he had asked you to.
And true, at first it seemed like it was fine. It tasted the way it should have and his parents were happy.
But then towards the end of the dinner, both of them ended up having cramps, because you accidentally used an ingredient that they both couldn’t tolerate.
And so now they were both using the bathrooms, while you were being scolded by your boyfriend.
“I told you their stomachs were sensitive!”
“And I told you I’m sorry. I thought I used everything you wanted me to use, I can’t change it now.”
“God, I’m so ashamed to have you as my girlfriend. My parents wanted me to have someone who could at least read a freaking recipe.”
But as soon as the words were out of his mouth, he realized the impact they were having.
“Oh. Well in that case,” you threw the dish towel onto the floor and pulled the bracelet from your wrist that he had gifted you on your last anniversary, “Get yourself a girl like that, Seokjin. Because I won’t be treated like this.”
You wouldn’t let yourself be put down like this, all because you accidentally did something that upset his parents’ stomach.
So you walked out of the apartment, just when his mother walked out of the bathroom and you could hear her ask Jin what happened, to which he replied: “I was an idiot..”
min yoongi
You couldn’t remember the last time you had a proper amount of sleep, mostly because touring in the US, plus talk shows and various other appearances on TV completely fucked up your sleep schedule.
And while the question of boyfriends were usually answered with extreme discretion, you accidentally said, when the interviewer directly asked if you were dating someone: “Yeah, he’s from BTS.”
And that’s when the shit storm started.
The question everyone was asking themselves was: who?
Who exactly was it that you were dating?
Most people seemed to believe that it was Jimin, because you and him had worked on a project before, while others thought it might be Jin, since you and him had openly said you were friends.
And then there were those who were right by saying it’s Yoongi.
“I’m so sorry,” you cried into his chest when you were finally back home again, “I was just so tired and I didn’t really think about what I was saying.”
Yoongi sighed, rubbing his hands up and down your back, “Do you know understand why I didn’t want to make our relationship public? Because I knew the second the fans found out, would be the second they would harass you.”
“I know,” you hiccuped, wrapping your arms tighter around him, “I’m sorry.”
In theory, nobody really knew who you were dating, but both BigHit and your company decided only a week later to reveal it, just so the speculation would finally end.
It was hard at first, but people had to accept it in the end, because they all realized relatively quickly that Yoongi would not break up with you over some fans telling him lies about you.
jung hoseok
“He’s good, isn’t he?” two girls joined you as you all were watching Hoseok dance.
“The best,” you replied proudly, as your eyes were still on your boyfriend.
“You can count yourself lucky, (Y/N),” the other nudged your side with a smile as Hoseok finally ended his practice and walked over to you three, “He even looks good when he’s sweating.”
“Trust me, he looks even better when sweating because of a different reason,” you laughed, genuinely thinking the other two girls would laugh as well, because you were all adults here, right? It’s not that you just said something that wasn’t allowed and you didn’t even outright say that he looked good when he was sleeping with you, you just indicated it.
But it was enough for the two girls to throw Hoseok a weird look and walk away and as soon as they were, he grabbed your arm and hissed: “What the fuck was that?”
“It was just a joke.”
“These are people I work with, (Y/N). You just embarrassed me in front of people I respect with all my heart, by telling them how good I look when I fuck you.”
“So what? They’re adults as well.”
“You don’t get it, do you?” Hoseok snorted and shook his head, “Of course you don’t. God, I’m so ashamed of you..-”
He didn’t want to say it out loud, had wanted to say it in his head, but when he looked back up at you and saw your eyes glistening with tears, he realized that he had accidentally said it. Really said it.
“Sorry,” you said in a weak voice, as you tightened your grip around your bag and wanted to walk away, but he quickly grabbed your hand and turned you back towards him.
“No, hold on, I didn’t mean to say that, I was..-”
“It’s fine, Hoseok. I’ll just go,” you nodded, a sad smile on your face, “We don’t want you to be ashamed anymore because your girlfriend is here, right?”
God, how the hell was he supposed to fix this?
kim namjoon
You usually always checked your phone to see if he was maybe doing a VLIVE before going into his studio.
Usually.
Because today you had no free hand, both of them carrying food after he had locked himself in the studio for more than 24 hours and you wanted to make sure he had enough to eat.
And so when you walked in, what was he doing?
Precisely.
“Namjoon? I brought you..-”
The second you saw him turn to you with big eyes and the second you saw the screen, you turned back around and left without another word, stepping away from the door and cursing yourself for not checking beforehand.
As did he, when he ended the VLIVE and talked to you.
“If I had wanted to make our relationship public, I would have told you, you know?”
“Well, sorry for wanting to make sure you had food,” you screamed back, “You lock yourself in your studio, ignore my messages and calls.. what the hell was I supposed to do?”
“Leave me alone!”
“Okay, then! If that’s what you want,” you shrugged, “If you’re this unhappy about finally introducing your girlfriend of three years to the public, then I’ll go.”
Namjoon watched you leave with his chest heaving heavily, punching the chair next to him as soon as you were gone and being angry with himself for lashing out like this.
He should just lock his stupid studio next time.
park jimin
Meeting the parents of your partner was never easy, but when there were so many traditions that needed to be kept in mind, it was even harder.
You obviously wanted to be as respectful as possible when you met Jimin’s parents and you had worked hard to be the ‘perfect little princess’ that they wanted their son to have, but the second you actually stood face to face with them was the second everything went to shit.
You were just so nervous, that you forgot almost all the things Jimin told you were important and were just behaving like a normal girl, being in love with their son.
However, that wasn’t enough. And so when they left, they didn’t even say goodbye to you, that’s how much they had apparently liked you.
“They hate me, right?” you sighed, turning your head to look at Jimin and being surprised to see that his parents weren’t the only one looking at you in disappointment.
“I’m ashamed of you, (Y/N).”
Not exactly what you had expected to hear from the guy that claimed to love you, especially not after you had just told his parents how much you loved him.
“Excuse me?”
“I told you what you had to do and say.. we practiced for months and you ruined it all. Now they think I’m dating a moron!”
“Wow, okay, sorry for being nervous about meeting the parents of the guy I might spend my future with. Sorry for not living up to impossible standards, I guess,” you turned around on your heel and were about to walk away, then looked at him again and said: “Oh and Jimin? Fuck you. Seriously.”
Because there was no way in hell you would stay with someone that just told you he was ashamed of you, especially not when that person ‘loved you’, like he claimed to.
kim taehyung
His words still rang in your ear like a gunshot, echoing again and again, not letting you forget even for the tiniest of seconds as you were on your way back from an event.
Taehyung was staring out of the window, you doing the same, but you couldn’t focus on anything other than what he had said.
You had been surprised when he had told you you could come backstage and even more surprised when he started introducing you as his girlfriend to friends and other idols. Everything had been going great, until you accidentally spilled some champagne on Park Jinyoung. You know, the Park Jinyoung, founder of JYP.
And while he had laughed it off, had told you it was alright, Taehyung was so embarrassed and apologized at least a hundred times, told him that he would pay for his suit or anything else that needed to be paid for. Again, JYP only shook his head and told him it was alright before wandering off.
And that’s when Taehyung had turned around and said: “This is exactly why I never wanted to take you with me.”
Because yes, sometimes you were clumsy. So what? JYP had said it wasn’t a big deal and you had both apologized. It’s not that you wanted to spill something on his expensive ass jacket..
“(Y/N)?” the voice of your driver pulled you out of your thoughts, “Do you want me to drive you home or take you to the apartment?”
Taehyung wanted to answer, wanted to say to take you to their apartment, but you had been quicker, “Home. Take me home.”
Because there was no way in hell you would sleep in the same bed as Taehyung tonight. Not after having said that.
And when he did drop you off, you got out without another word and left a sighing Taehyung behind who brushed his hands over his face, knowing that he fucked up extremely bad.
jeon jeongguk
Jeongguk immediately started to panic when he found you talking to IU at one of the award shows they were attending, shoving his drink into Jimin’s hands as he ran towards you two to drag you away, genuinely scared that you would embarrass him in front of his idol.
“Oh, Kookie! IU was just..-”
“I’m so sorry,” he bowed like three times, before he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from her. It was only when you were around a corner, that he finally turned around to look at you, “What were you doing with her?! You can’t just go up to someone like IU! See, this is exactly why I never wanted you to come with me to award shows.”
It did feel like a slap in the face, but you kept your posture as you crossed your arms in front of your chest and said: “She came up to me, not the other way around. She told me that I looked good in my dress and asked me who I came here with today. And then she asked me if I wanted to have coffee with her sometimes, because it’s been a while since she met someone outside of the industry.”
“What?” he furrowed his eyebrows, not quite believing you.
“Maybe she’s a lesbian.. she’d most certainly appreciate me a lot more than you do,” and with that, you turned around and walked away, leaving a baffled Jeongguk behind who did not run after you at first, because again, he couldn’t quite believe it that this was real.
But it was.
Because exactly two days later, two days in which you hadn’t talked to each other once, you sent him a picture of you and IU smiling happily into the camera.
And now it was he that wanted to slap himself.
DreamEscapes
Are You Ashamed Of Me? ~ JHS [Request]
↱↱↱Word count: 2.9K
↱↱↱Genre: Angst with a fluff ending,
↱↱↱Pairing: Hoseok x reader
↱↱↱A/n: Hiya! Hope this is to your liking!!
The air was filled by the sound of your black strapped high heels hitting the floor as you walked into your apartment living room, you were getting ready for a party at the BigHit building tonight – to celebrate the new album that the boys had just let out and you were finally ready after spending the last hour contemplating going to the party the entire time.
“You look fantastic.” Your best friend of 12 years – Park Jimin – said as you walked over to him to grab your bag from his clutches, he’d picked out the thin black spaghetti strapped dress you were sporting earlier in the week when he found out about the party. He’d decided on it when he saw you eyeing it up one day in front of him, there was no way he was going to let you go without when you looked like you liked it a lot.
“Hoseok will like it.” He teased when he said you standing in front of the floor-length mirror in your living room he could tell you were second-guessing the entire thing and so he wanted to make you feel better about it by bringing up your boyfriend. Jung Hoseok. Your secret boyfriend of the last six months, the only other person to know about your relationship was Jimin but that was only because he’d gotten you and Hoseok together in the first place. Other than that the relationship was hidden from everybody else, no one was allowed to know for the sake of his reputation so as far as anyone was concerned you were close friends.
“You’re going to knock his socks off and I’m sure something else later,” You scoffed at how he could be so crude around you – you had definitely been friends for way too long with him and took another look at yourself in the mirror. You tried to remind yourself of the reason that Hoseok had wanted to keep it a secret and not the reason your mind was trying to force upon you to make you doubt yourself and your relationship. You’d always felt as though he was ashamed of you because he’d wanted to keep you hidden but he assured you that it was because he wanted to make sure you were the one before you started telling people. You had assumed he meant telling the media but he meant everyone, the only ones to know about your relationship were on a need to know basis and that was how it worked. Though you had a few close calls at the BigHit building together no one had put two and two together so you were still hidden away.
“Take a photo before we go?” You questioned when you noticed Jimin grabbing his car keys from the table, he was dressed in a white dress shirt and some black jeans to look presentable for the evening. It was supposed to be just a small party, you, the boys and a couple of members of staff so nothing to fancy but you knew as well as Jimin that when he said small party it never meant small.
“Go on then,” You smiled and you both began snapping photos together, starting with the serious ones and leading onto the not-so-serious poses as the time went on.
Music was blasting at you from all directions, the new album was being played out loudly but too loudly and too bassed up to even recognise which song was playing from the newest album.
“Have you seen Hoseok?” You questioned Jimin when he came back over to you after going to get you both a drink. You’d only been at the party for ten minutes and yet you were already dying to sneak off with Hoseok.
“He’s over at the bar, go and say hello.” You smiled at Jimin before skipping over to the bar to find Hoseok. His eyes landed on you and his heart began to race as he saw you wearing the dress Jimin had sent him a picture of earlier that week. You looked breathtaking but he looked away from you not wanting to make anything obvious since you were standing in the BigHit building. He had to try and refrain himself from doing something he would regret at a later time.
“Whoa, y/n?!” You turned to the side of Hoseok – who was avoiding looking at you – to see Yoongi who was staring right at you. His mind was filled with thoughts about how amazing you looked when you dressed up.
“Hi Yoongi,” You greeted calmly, pretending you were at the bar to get a drink and not there to get Hoseok’s attention since that clearly hadn’t worked since he was looking away from you.
“You look amazing tonight, where’s Jimin? You guys are usually attached at the hip.” You laughed softly at Yoongi and you both began talking to one another about Jimin while Hoseok tried his best to ignore it all.
He moved away from the bar when you both began to laugh at one another’s terrible jokes. He didn’t want to stand there and listen to that, he knew that before he and you began dating that you had had a crush on Yoongi and it made him feel insecure.
You watched Hoseok leaving the bar and instantly felt awful, he hadn’t even so much as looked in your direction or said hello when you first walked over to him.
“I need a drink.” You mumbled when you watch a bunch of female stylists walk up to him and begin chatting loudly, he began laughing along with them. His usual bright smile going onto his face while he laughed at something one of them had said but you knew it wasn’t his real laugh, it was the laugh he used whenever he tried to fake being happy.
Throughout the rest of the night that was all Hoseok would do, he would stare at you when you weren’t looking and when you did finally look he would pretend to be having a better time without you. He thought it was protecting you but your heart was breaking all the time. Watching him with people you viewed as better than you, watching the way he was with them made your heartache. Knowing he was never going to be able to be with you like that.
“Sorry, I just need a minute.” You excused yourself from Jimin and headed out of the canteen where the small party was being held and headed for the double doors that went to a staircase.
“Y/n wait!” You heard Yoongi call, you waited in the door and he caught up to you panting as though he’d run a 10K run.
“You okay?” You asked trying to force out a laugh, you wanted to be alone right now but you had no way of explaining this to him so you decided to let him come along.
“Yeah, I just thought I’d come along with you. Don’t want you getting lost in this building.” He teased walking up the stairs with you,
“I’ve been coming here for 5 years Yoongi, I think I would have been fine.” He laughed along with you and you both walked up the staircase in silence. The only thing that could be heard was the faded music and your heels hitting the stairs with every step that you took. You’d never really been close with any of the other boys except for Jimin and Hoseok so it was a little weird to be alone with your old crush as you headed up to the rooftops to breath for a little while.
“Do you have a crush on Hoseok on something?!” You choked on nothing as you reached the top floor, Yoongi was staring at you while he put his hands into his pockets. You had no answer to the question, you were in love with Hoseok but you couldn’t tell Yoongi that.
“No, I don’t have a crush on anyone.” You thought you’d played it off well so you pushed the door open and headed onto the roof. The sky was pitch black and the only thing lighting up the rooftop garden was the fairy lights that were strung around the glass fence panels. You walked over to the small sofas and sat staring up at the stars while trying to get your mind off Hoseok who was still downstairs with all of those other girls.
“Sorry, I’m not much of a conversationalist tonight Yoongi, I’m just…My mind is somewhere else.” The sofa shifted as he sat down beside you and you turned to face him.
“It’s fine,” His eyes were staring into yours and you looked away out of nervousness. You never could look someone in the eye for very long, it had been that way since you were a teenager.
“Not much for eye contact either?” He chuckled which made you giggle,
“I’ve been that way since I was a kid,” You laughed and he chuckled along with you.
You’d stayed up there for a while talking about anything and everything that came to your mind. He’d quizzed you on your thoughts about the new album and you quizzed him on things he liked to do in his free time if he ever had free time to himself.
“Where have you been? I’ve been looking all over for you?!” Jimin was sweating and looked like he’d been running the length of the building four or five times,
“We went up to look at the stars, why?” You questioned but Jimin stared silent and looked at Yoongi who had his arm wrapped around your waist. It was only there for a split second since you’d tripped down the last step and he’d reached out to catch you,
“I want to go home, wanted to know if you needed a ride…” You went to speak but Yoongi did it for you.
“I’ll drive her home, we were just talking about this new coffee shop down from her apartment.” You smiled at Yoongi, you thought he would have forgotten about it already – Hoseok had when you mentioned it to him. It was just a small cafe down the road from your apartment but it was open 24 hours day, the night staff were the sweetest.
“Yeah, you took me. Tell Jackie I said Hi and buy me one of those small rainbow cupcakes?!” Jimin asked and you accepted, he loved to go there with you when neither of you could sleep. You’d stay in the corner booths talking about your feelings until the sun would rise or until the night staff turned to the day staff.
The night was drawing to a close and you were getting tired,
“Thank you for taking me to the cafe, it’s a shame they didn’t have the blueberry muffins, they’re to die for.” Your heels were in your hand as you walked up the driveway to your apartment door, Yoongi’s jacket was slung over your shoulders and if anyone was to look out of their apartment window it would look like a scene from a movie or show. The dates coming home tired, laughing and the boyfriend’s coat over your shoulders and the more you thought about it the worse you felt. Hoseok was the one supposed to be doing all of this with you but instead, he was at some party with other girls…other girls that looked better than you. Didn’t drink 10 cups of coffee a day and have a strange addiction to finding cute little unique coffee shops.
“You went silent, what are you thinking about?” You were standing in front of your front door with Yoongi across from you, you shook your head.
“Nothing. Just thinking of what could have been.” Yoongi laughed off your vague comment and you went on the hunt for your keys.
“Thanks again for tonight Yoongi, much better than the party-” You were cut off when his lips attached to yours. Your heart froze and not in a good way, not in the way it did when you were with Hobi. You put your hands on his chest and gently pushed him away from you.
“Y-Yoongi I didn’t mean to- I didn’t think this was a date…I didn’t…I’m seeing someone.” Was the only thing you could think of to make this situation easy for both of you to understand. Yoongi’s face fell the moment the words left your mouth,
“Who is it?” You looked down and told him you couldn’t tell him. He knew it wasn’t Jimin if it was Jimin he never would have been able to keep it a secret for long enough so he was going to be guessing everyone he could think of.
“If they’re making you hide it they’re not worth it. If it was me you were dating I’d be showing you off, not hide you away,” Neither of you said anything after that, he left your driveway and you walked into your apartment and slammed the door behind you.
“Fuck.” You cried out locking the door and sliding down onto the floor, thoughts of what Yoongi had said filled your mind along with how Hoseok had ignored you all night. Your phone began to buzz and you took it out to see his name in big writing, ‘Sunshine calling…’ You declined and turned off your phone heading up to bed where you could cry alone about your thoughts.
Three days later and there was a loud banging on your front door. For the first time in three days, you got out of bed for something that wasn’t food, or the toilet. You looked through the peephole to see Hoseok standing there. He looked furious about something so you opened the door and he pushed his way into the apartment.
“You kissed Yoongi?!” He yelled loudly as though this was his own place and he could yell at you like this without a reason.
“Come in Hoseok, would you like a drink?” You asked sarcastically not having the right mindset to be screamed at.
“You kissed Yoongi!?” He yelled out again as you walked past him and into the living room. You rubbed the bridge of your nose while closing your eyes, you had a huge headache and he wasn’t helping with it at all. He looked at you, you were wearing sweatpants and a tank top. A cream oversized cardigan was thrown over the top of it but you looked like you hadn’t slept in days.
“I didn’t kiss him, he kissed me and I stopped him.” He stared at you, how were you so calm about this?
“You’re still in love with him aren’t you?!” His voice cracked and your eyes snapped open to look at him.
“Are you serious?”
“What other explanation is there? You just kissed him?” You’d had enough of this conversation and it hadn’t even started yet.
“I didn’t kiss him, he kissed me after taking me to the cafe I had been begging you to take me to for weeks.” He scoffed at you and then shook his head,
“You’re mine-”
“Really!? Because it doesn’t feel like it when you ignore me all night! You’re too ashamed of me, none of this would have happened if you just told people we were dating!” You finally let everything off that was on your chest and he stared at you, a little taken back that you felt this way. He had never felt ashamed of you,
“I have never felt ashamed of you.” His hand reached out for yours but you stepped away from him and stood next to the fireplace.
“Y/n, never once have I ever felt ashame of dating you…I kept us hidden because- Because I was worried people would say you’re too good for me…Which I already believe. Gosh look at you and then at me-” You cut him off by kissing him, you hated whenever he would put himself down like this and he knew that. You always told him how great you thought he was,
“When I heard he kissed you I thought- I thought that maybe you still loved him.” You took his hand in yours and rubbed your fingers over his knuckles.
“Hobi I love you, I freaked out and I didn’t know what to do…I thought that you were ashamed of me and that’s why we were hiding.” He sighed at you and cupped your face in his hands.
“From now on…No more hiding, no more pretending to be single. I want everyone to know you’re mine.” You giggled as he started kissing your cheeks and then your lips.
“As a first official outing as an out couple, I’m taking you to that cafe, go and get changed.” You pulled his hand in the direction of the stairs so he would come up with you,
“We can go later…I missed you.” You whispered as you got to the bottom of the stairs, he kicked off his shoes and followed close behind you. He knew what you meant by missed him and he wasn’t going to let you down now, he pushed you into the bedroom and laid you down gently on the bed, kissing you lovingly as he did so. Whispering in your ear how much he loved you and how you made his life worthwhile.
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— Yoongi, Namjoon and Jungkook – They make you cry…
Read part one here
“Maybe if you didn’t look so awful, I wouldn’t want other girls against me!” The words your boyfriend screamed at you still ring around inside your head, and it hurts. You’d just tried to ask him to not let girls get so touchy with him in public, especially when you were right there with him, but it had escalated so far. Clearly, he needs the attention. He’s embarrassed to be seen with you. You’re too ugly. That’s what he said to you.
Yoongi
“You’re right,” You mutter, tearing your eyes away from his again, “Flowers and movies don’t even begin to make up for what you said,” You spit, venom flooding into your tone as you move past him, binning your wet tissue as you stalk out of the kitchen. You can feel Yoongi hot on your heels, but you don’t give him so much as a glance as you head through to your home office, deciding now is the perfect time to throw yourself into some work. At least something good can come of this – your boss will be happy that you’re getting ahead with next month’s reports,
“I know they’re not going to change what I said. I don’t expect them to. It’s just the start of how I’m going to make this all up to you,” He sighs. There’s a general rule that you don’t go into each other’s work spaces (he stays out of your office, and you stay out of his studio) but sometimes those rules can be set aside. He honestly believes now is one of them, and pads across the lush carpet to gently push your laptop screen down, clicking it shut again. The responding glare you shoot clearly indicates you did not agree with his assessment of rule breaking,
“You can’t kiss this away, Yoongi. This isn’t something you can smooth over with a cute song and a kiss. You need to get out of my office. Now, more than ever, I need my space. If you really feel the need to be here, then I’ll go and stay with a friend for a few days. Give me space or I will force it,” Yoongi recognises the ice in your tone, and feels his stomach drop. Okay, he knows what he said was pretty bad (disgusting, really) but he thought you’d be able to talk it through and put it to bed tonight. Yoongi nods slowly, absently, and stands up,
“I understand. I’ll grab a bag and crash at Jin’s place until we’re ready. Call me if you need anything,” Yoongi crosses his fingers, praying you’ll call him. That you still want him. Although, he wouldn’t blame you if you never did. He crossed a line.
Namjoon
“Stop following me! I don’t want to talk to you,” You call over your shoulder as you race around another corner, hoping to put as much distance between you and Namjoon as possible. He’s scaring you a little bit, if you’re honest with yourself. First, the horrible comment. Then, the screamed abuse. Now, the following. You’re flat out running, but you can still feel Namjoon’s heavy presence gaining on you. Maybe you should’ve used your gym membership a little more,
“I’m not going to hurt you! Please!” Namjoon’s begs sound frantic, but you don’t know what to do. You feel trapped. Chased. Violated. This really isn’t right. Surely it’s illegal? But now you’ve started running, you can’t stop. You’re not even thinking about where you’re going, but you’re going fast. Your lungs burn and you’re not wearing the right shoes for this kind of foot-chase, but then you stare up at the building looming in front of you, and see where your panicked running has taken you. Your best friend, Namjoon’s bandmate, Taehyung lives on the 9th floor of the luxury apartment block ahead, and you’ve been here more than Namjoon. You slip down an alley, then immediately duck into a doorway that you took weeks to notice. Namjoon sprints straight past you, still calling your name. You can hear your heartbeat in your ears, and you collapse against the cool brick wall to try and think about what you’ll do next,
“The next place he’s going to check is my apartment,” You hear a low whisper from a couple feet away, and start when you see Taehyung looking down at you with a very worried look, “I don’t know why you were running, or why you’re hiding now, but I know you have a good reason. Let’s go quickly, and you can stay with Jimin. He lives a couple blocks from here, but Namjoon won’t think to look there. Quickly,” Taehyung urges. You try and smile, but you can’t. All you can do is nod in appreciation to your best friend. Namjoon isn’t a bad guy, but he’s scaring you like nothing else. You’re thankful Taehyung doesn’t ask you any questions as he hurries you in the direction of Jimin’s house. Facing Namjoon needs to a problem for when you’re calmer… less emotional… less scared.
Jungkook
Jungkook knows what he did was wrong. He knows he shouldn’t have gone after you, shouting as he did. He probably shouldn’t have walked out either. Looking back, he can see clearly what he should have done,
“Sweetheart, that was wrong of me. I did the worst thing I could ever do. I hurt you,” He should have whimpered, standing a safe distance as you cried yourself out. It would have been wrong to get too close and stress you out even more when he’d done something so awful to you. He should have waited until you calmed down to apologise properly, explain his actions and make goals to show you how he’ll work to make sure it would never happen again. When you were ready (and only then), he should’ve offered to hold you. If you’d accepted, he could’ve pulled you into his lap, tucked you under his chin and listened to you vent as much as you wanted. Or, if you didn’t want, he could agree to take the couch or give you as much time and space as you needed to heal from his actions.
But that’s not what happened. Jungkook snapped, reacted like the child he always promised you that he wasn’t, and did more than cross a line. Then he walked out. He wasn’t surprised when he found a suitcase outside the dance studio when he left in the early hours of the morning, full of the things he’d need to stay out of the house for at least a couple weeks. No, Jungkook wasn’t surprised. He knew he deserved it. He was just hurt,
“Have you tried calling?” Jimin suggests gently a couple days later, when Jungkook and him get in from work. Jungkook’s been staying with his best friend since that night, and his mood has only gotten worse. None of the group really know what to do anymore,
“Yeah. She asked me to leave her alone,” Jungkook whispers, eyes filling with tears as he thinks back to when it all went wrong. Why couldn’t he just… act like an adult?
— Jimin One Shot: Ashamed
Genre: Fluff and Angst
Warnings: None
Prompts #21: “Are you okay? You’ve seemed down lately.”
Prompt #30: “Why are you pushing me away?”
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Jimin loves you. He tells you that all the time. However, it feels like he only loves you when it is just the two of you. Every time you two are out somewhere or with other people, Jimin barely talks to you or pays any attention to you. Your self-esteem has gone down a lot because of this. It feels like he is ashamed of you.
When Jimin comes home from work, he finds you sitting on the couch, staring numbly at the television.
“Hey.” Jimin greets as he closes the door.
“Hi.” You greet back, not looking at him or smiling.
Jimin has found you like this too often lately. He frowns and sits down on the couch with you. You don’t glance his way.
“Are you okay? You’ve seemed down lately.” Jimin asks.
You stare at him emotionless. “I’m fine, Jimin. It’s nothing.” You give him a weak smile and turn your attention back to the television.
Jimin sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.
“Y/N, I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong. Why are you pushing me away?”
You scoff. “I’m pushing you away?”
Jimin looks at you confused. “Yes, you are. You never tell me how you feel anymore.”
“You want me to tell you how I feel, then fine I will.” You stand up abruptly. “I feel like you’re ashamed of me, Jimin!”
Jimin stands up confused by the accusation. “What?”
You cross your arms. “You never pay attention to me in public or around your friends. You never let me visit you at work or see your concerts.” You pause, tears welling up in your eyes. “It’s like you don’t want people to know that you are dating someone ordinary, someone, who isn’t an idol.” You whisper.
“Y/N, that’s not it at all.” Jimin moves closer to you. “I’m not ashamed of you. How could I be? You are beautiful, kind, and smart. You may not be an idol, but that doesn’t matter to me and I don’t care if it matters to other people.”
“Then why do you treat me like that in public?” You ask looking down at the floor.
“I only do that to protect you. I know how vicious fans and the media can be if they find out we are dating. I didn’t want you to get hurt. I’m so sorry, Y/N. I would love for you to visit me at work or hang out with my friends with me. I’m sorry I made you feel that way.” Jimin explains.
You look down. “I’m sorry too for overreacting.”
“You didn’t overreact, Y/N. I understand why you felt that way.”
Jimin engulfs you in a hug. “Please never feel bad about yourself. You are too amazing.” He whispers.
You nod your head smiling. “I love you, Jimin.”
“I love you too, Y/N.”
blackbird, fly high — BTS reacts to saying something hurtful and then…
gifs are not mine!
From this ask: hi, i wanted to request a bts reaction to them saying something hurtful in an argument and instantly regretting it? pls i need some angst/fluff 🥺
AN: WOOO this was a long one. Thank you for the request anon! I know you said angst/fluff, but this was a lot to write lol. This was my first time writing an angsty reaction. I typically write angsty stories, but not reactions, so this was fun! This is part one, if you want a part two, comment/send an ask! I’ll write it if there is interest. THIS IS UNEDITED I’M SORRY – Taehyung’s hurted they all hurted.
Warnings: cursing, name calling, mentions of mental illnesses (schizophrenia), being mean? Just really angsty ya’ll – I’m sorry! Oh and a tiny mention of blood, but it’s nothing serious.
Word count: 4.8k~
Hearing the front door slam shut, you sit up straight in bed. Seokjin is home. You smile softly to yourself and look over at your bedside table. It’s 3:38 in the morning, way later than your boyfriend typically gets home, even during comeback promotions, and they didn’t have a comeback any time soon. Confused, you pulled the covers back and swung your legs out of bed. Walking over to your bedroom door, you slip on your house slippers and quietly open the door.
Walking down the hallway, you immediately hear rummaging in the kitchen drawers. What is going on? When you round the corner, you are met with the sight of your tall boyfriend, dark hair a mess, rifling through your junk drawer in the kitchen.
“Jin?” you asked, voice still sleepy and brow furrowed.
Seokjin whips his head in your direction, ceasing his movements in the drawer. He has dark bags under his eyes, and he looks pale, like he hasn’t slept in days. You knew this to be false, since you slept in the same bed last night. “God damnit, YN!” he roared, walking towards you. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around your body and stiffened as he neared you. “You scared the shit out of me!”
“Oh! I-I’m sorry,” you muttered, unsure of where Jin’s sudden anger was coming from, “I heard you-”
“You heard the door slam? Yeah, no shit, babe.” Jin walked up to you and was towering over you. You couldn’t decide if you thought he was mad at you or just mad in general. All you knew is that he was fuming. Jin never gets mad, so this had you all the more confused. Just as you were about to ask what was wrong, Jin stormed out of the kitchen and down the hall. You were left standing, gaping towards him, in the middle of the hallway.
It takes you a moment to get a grip on reality again, but soon after you’re stumbling down the hall back towards your bedroom. You’re feeling a little upset by Jin’s attitude, but you chalk it up to a long day at work. Not thinking too much harder about it, you decide to just get back in bed, it is nearly 4 am now.
As you walk through the bedroom door, you find all the lights on. You squint your eyes and bring your forearm up to your head to block the bright lights from hurting your eyes. Just as you reach the bed, Jin comes out of your walk-in closet.
“I’m sorry, am I inconveniencing you?” he taunts at the sight of you blocking your eyes, voice nothing like his typical calm and sweet demeanor.
At this, you decide you’ve had enough. Sitting up from your place on the bed, you spin around and face your usually loving boyfriend. “Seokjin! What is the matter with you?” you try to voice calmly, but it comes out a little more high-pitched than you would like. You throw your arms up in defeat and let them fall limply to your sides.
“Wrong with me? What do you mean, what’s wrong with me?! You’re the one who can’t seem to put things away!”
You blanch. What was he talking about? “What?”
“My fucking flash drive with all my lyrics on it!” he roars, stomping closer to you. You backup a step as he nears, making him pause and stare down at you. “You were the last one who had it, you wanted to take a look at the songs, wanted to give me ‘feedback’”, he uses air quotes, which only makes you angrier, he had asked you to give him feedback. “Now I can’t fucking find it because you can never put stuff away, you’re always so fucking messy!” he yells, taking the last few steps towards you so he’s looking down at you in an intimidating way. There is no way you’re taking this from him.
You wrap your arms around yourself again and head straight for the closet and throw on leggings and a sweatshirt.
“Where the fuck are you going?” Jin yells, following you around as you quickly change, “you just gonna leave your messes like always?”
You abruptly stop what you’re doing and send him a glare, “Jin,” you breathe, “I’m trying not to let your shit mood ruin our relationship. Let me. Fucking. Go.” You push past him, shoes in hand, and head straight for your front door. Shoving your feet into your tennis shoes, you grab your backpack and keys, and slam the front door shut on your way out.
Your boyfriend is left standing, dumbfounded, in your shared bedroom. As he looks around him, he realizes what he’s just done. He’s been so caught up in the shit storm today has been that he took it out on you for no reason. It all started this afternoon when his manager asked him for his songs and he couldn’t find the flash drive, then he couldn’t get the choreo right at practice, and he couldn’t even get dinner because of how busy their schedules were. But all of that was no excuse for how he just treated you. In his reverie, he doesn’t hear the slam of the front door.
Seokjin rushes out into the living room, hands running through his hair as he attempts to chase after you. He looks to the front door, frantically searching for you. He sees that your bag is missing and your keys are no longer on the key hook. Grabbing his jacket, he rushes out the front door, not even bothering to grab his phone or his wallet, just trying to get to you as quickly as possible before he loses you for good.
“W-what?” your bottom lip trembles as you stare at your hot headed boyfriend. Staring across from his studio from you, are his dark eyes, narrowed and focused on your retreating figure. He had just called you the one thing you didn’t think he would ever throw in your face, he was the one person you never imagined calling you that. “Y-Yoongi-”
“You heard me, YN,” he bites back, “stop acting fucking crazy.”
There it was again. That word. Crazy. He knows it’s a soft spot for you. Your mom was diagnosed with schizophrenia when you were twelve, and you had a rough childhood growing up with her. You knew it ran in the family, and you’ve been terrified of the diagnosis for years, aware that it usually occurs in your early twenties. Yoongi was well aware of this fact, too. He tells you constantly that you are not, in fact, crazy, and that you aren’t going to end up like your mother. But now, standing across from you with his arms folded over his chest, he’s now said it. Twice. And for what? Because you’ve been on his ass the last couple of days about coming home from the studio, begging him to take a break? That was his reasoning. Despite you knowing it’s not true, it still hurt you beyond belief to hear those words coming from the only person in the whole world who insists they would never call you something like that, and now he’s stooping so low because he wants to hurt you.
You back all the way up until the metal doorknob of Yoongi’s studio door is pushing into your lower back painfully. The feeling grounds you for a moment as you shake your head back and forth quickly, trying to remove the thoughts that your boyfriend has planted there. “I have to go,” you whisper, staring down at the ugly gray colored carpet.
Reaching behind you, eyes still trained on the floor, you crack open the door before turning and slipping out of it. Once the door is closed behind you, you take a second to let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding, closing your eyes tightly. You think you hear movement coming from the studio, but you don’t dare look back. Instead, you take off running down the hallway, unsure of where you were headed, just knowing you needed to get out of there.
On your way out of the building, you don’t notice Jungkook yelling after you, nor do you notice that you’d forgotten your bag, jacket, and phone in Yoongi’s studio. You just run.
Back in his studio, Yoongi is contemplating his life choices. Lips pressed together tightly, he sits in his comfy chair and leans his head back. He doesn’t deserve you. He deserves to burn in hell for what he just did to you. He knows it, yet he won’t go after you. He knows you need time away from him.
Yoongi is startled out of his thoughts by the maknae bursting through his door, hand over his heart, panting from the exertion of running up two flights of stairs.
“Hyung,” Jungkook pants, “It’s YN, sh-she looked really upset, I-I tried to stop her but it was like she couldn’t hear me.”
“I know,” Yoongi says blankly, still staring at his computer.
Jungkook blanches, lips in a small ‘o’ as he lightly shakes his head back and forth in confusion. “What do you mean, you know?”
“I’m the reason she’s upset.”
Jungkook narrows his eyes at the back of his edler’s head, “Hyung, she looked more than ‘upset’. She looked distraught.” Jungkook was getting mad at his member, unsure why he would be okay with you looking the way you did just now.
“I’ll deal with it later, Kook,” he grumbles, rubbing a hand over his face, “leave it alone.”
“No, Yoongi,” he dropped the honorific, making Yoongi turn around in his chair to stare at his usually overly polite friend, “if you aren’t going after her, I am. Look-” he points to the coffee table, “all her shit is here. You’re really going to let her go like that?”
Yoongi glances at your stuff. Your bag, jacket, and phone are sitting right there in front of him. Shit. He sighs. “I fucked up.”
Walking into your apartment after work, you weren’t expecting to find Hoseok home. He usually doesn’t get home from work until really late at night, unless he’s off. Did you mix up the days again?
Dropping your bag by the front door, you toe off your shoes and head down the hallway towards the sound of loud music playing. When you reach Hoseok’s home studio door, you gently knock three times, before pushing it open.
Hoseok is sitting at his desk, a pair of headphones on, music programs open on his laptop. Smiling warmly, you walk over to him, placing your hands softly on his shoulders. You didn’t expect him to startle so violently, but he jumped at your touch, ripping his headphones off his head and standing up from his seated position. It all happened so quickly, it scared you and you jumped backwards, nearly tripping on the fuzzy rug behind you.
“Fuck! YN!” he roared, eyes heated and narrowed at you, “Can’t you fucking see that I’m working?!”
You took another step backwards, eyes blinking rapidly to stop the onset of tears that were threatening to fall. “I-I’m sorry Seok, I-I,”
“You what?” he asked menacingly, “You’re too dumb to notice my headphones. I’m working. Leave me alone.” Hoseok turns around, grabbing his headphones roughly and sits back down in his chair.
You swallow thickly, hot tears burning your eyes, as you take another step backward. This time, you aren’t as lucky, and your heel catches on the rug. In shock, you don’t catch yourself on the way down, falling right on your tailbone, probably bruising it. But in your state of disbelief, you don’t even feel it.
Hoseok turns around at the loud thump, only to notice you on the floor, tears streaming down your face. Instantly, he regrets everything he just said to you. He’s had a bad day at work, unable to get any lyrics down on paper, and he just took it out on you. His eyes soften, but you don’t notice, too focused on scrambling to your feet and stumbling back down the hallway towards the front door.
Hoseok stands, walking after you quickly, “YN- wait!”
But it’s too late, you’re already gone. You slipped on your heels and burst through the front door, still in your work clothes. Hoseok runs his long fingers through his hair, tugging at it in frustration, letting out a roar of anger. Could this day get any worse?
It’s been a rough week in yours and Namjoon’s household. At the start of the week, your car broke down, resulting in you having to borrow his, which resulted in him being late for practice multiple times this week. On Wednesday, there was a security breach in your company’s database, making it so all employees on your floor had to work from home while they investigated. This meant you and Namjoon were spending more time together throughout the week, which normally wouldn’t be a problem, but your boyfriend has been extremely stressed about the new album that’s being released at the end of the year, and having you at home while he’s trying to write has been incredibly distracting. All of this has resulted in more petty arguments between the two of you, which seemed to come to a head tonight.
“Joon, please put your laundry in the basket,” you grumble, picking up his dirty sweats and throwing them into the hamper you shared, “I’m working from home for now and I would like it to be clean.”
“Just because your job sent you home doesn’t mean you can hang around all day and tell me what to do. We’ve been living together for two years, YN, you know I leave clothes around.”
You did know that, and you were sure that if you weren’t stuck in the house all day, it wouldn’t bother you. Much like it hasn’t for the last two years, like Namjoon said. But for whatever reason, the tension between the two of you was high. Both of you were looking for little things to fight about.
“Namjoon, please, just clean up after yourself,” you were exhausted. You didn’t want to argue with him, you just wanted to get back to your data report, but he had other ideas.
“Can’t you just shut up for once?” Namjoon sneers, looking at you through narrowed eyes, arms crossed over his chest, and leaning against the doorframe.
“Excuse me?” you bite back, turning around and glaring at your tall boyfriend, who was now walking towards you, arms still crossed.
“You heard me, YN,” he growled, “just shut up and leave me alone. You’re always nagging me, it’s fucking annoying.”
That was it. You didn’t even offer a response, instead, turning around and grabbing your laptop. Walking over to the closet, you grab a backpack and shove some clothes and your laptop inside it.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he asks, coming towards you, “Where are you going?” His last sentence sounded a bit more panicked, the edge to his voice gone.
“What does it look like, Namjoon?” you scoffed, still stuffing things into your bag, “You literally just told me to leave you alone. No problem.” Shoving the last of your stuff into your bag, you stomp out of the room, grabbing your phone, purse and keys from the coffee table.
“YN-”
“No, Namjoon. You said to leave you alone,” you said blankly, staring up at his dark eyes, “goodbye.”
You turn on your heel and open the door, letting it slam shut behind you.
Smiling to yourself, you push the button in the elevator, watching the sleek chrome doors close in front of you. You’d just picked up Jimin’s favorite takeout and we’re bringing it up to him in the practice room. It was your weekly routine, every Thursday after your last class, you’d come and have an early dinner with him before his late practice.
Stepping off the elevator, you could hear the loud music coming from down the hall in the practice room. Smiling even brighter at the thought of seeing your sweet boyfriend, you make your way down the hallway with the warm food in your arms.
Pushing the door open with your foot, you instantly see Jimin and Hoseok dancing in the middle of the room. Deciding to not be a bother, you head to the corner and set the food down on the table, carefully taking everything out and plating it. After a few minutes, you hear the music cut off and Jimin and Hoseok talking intensely across the room. You don’t really pay attention, not one to eavesdrop, and patiently wait for your boyfriend to be done.
After a few moments of what sounded like arguing, Jimin walks over to the table, placing a hand on the small of your back and leaning over to kiss the top of your head. You smile at the gesture, but when you turn around, it’s not Jimin, but your best friend, Hoseok in his place. “Hey bub,” he whispers, leaning down to speak into your ear, “I think you should go home.”
“What do you mean? It’s Thursday…” you trail off, looking behind your bubbly best friend to see your boyfriend, sulking in the corner, arms crossed, sitting on the floor. “What happened?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Hoseok says gently, smiling down at you, “I’m sure he’ll tell you later, but you know how he gets.” You nodded, because yes, you do know when he gets into these moods, he’s hard to talk to.
“Okay, just let me make sure he’s okay,” you start to walk towards your boyfriend’s small frame, but a hand on your shoulder stops you.
“I really don’t think that’s a good idea, bub.” Turning towards Hoseok, you smile up at him, but he doesn’t return the gesture, sending worry down your spine.
“It’s okay,” you whisper, turning back towards Jimin. You don’t see the way Hoseok winces when you walk towards the younger man and crouch down next to him.
“Jimin?” you ask sweetly, making him glance up at you before fixing his gaze on the wall.
“Please leave, YN,” he says flatly.
“I am. But, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay and to let you know that I left food-”
“You never fucking listen, YN!” Jimin screamed, standing up and making you fall back onto your butt. The force of the fall makes a loud thump on the wooden floor, making Hoseok rush over to make sure you’re okay. “I told you to leave!” You flinch as Jimin’s arms fly up in frustration.
Helping you up, Hoseok sends a pointed look at his friend, “Jimin,” he warns. Like a flip was switched, Jimin’s eyes instantly softened at the sight of you cowering in fear on the floor, your face pushed into Hoseok’s chest. Jimin realizes what he’s just done and immediately pulls his arms down to the side, horrified at himself for scaring you like that.
“I-I’m sorry,” he mumbles, swallowing thickly.
Wiping tears from your wet cheeks, you allow Hoseok to stand you up straight, before you’re taking off out of the practice room and back into the elevator you came up on.
Hoseok sighs, watching your back as you fly down the hallway. When he turns to look at Jimin, the younger man realizes that if looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now. At the realization of what he’s just done, he breaks down, knees hitting the floor, face falling into his hands. Hoseok doesn’t help him, he just walks away, in search of his broken best friend.
Taehyung lets his duffle bag slip off his shoulder and hit the floor with a muted thump. Walking further into your shared apartment, he sees your half-eaten dinner sitting in the kitchen sink, his portion packed away and on the countertop. He lets out a sigh at the sight. He knew he should’ve been home hours ago, knew he should’ve texted you to let you know, but it slipped his mind. He was so caught up at practice, he couldn’t be bothered to go and find his phone.
Taehyung has had a really long day. First thing this morning, he was yelled at by his manager about something he had posted on Weverse the night before, and then it escalated into having to talk about the lyrics for his new song that he hasn’t been able to finish. He knows he’s been walking on thin ice with the company lately, but things have been getting better, or at least he thought they were.
Walking down the hall he noticed that your bedroom light is off, which is unusual. He checked his watch, it’s only 11 pm, not that late in your book. You were usually up until 1 or 2 in the morning.
Pushing open the door, he sees your small frame curled up under the thin sheet on the bed, comforter pushed onto the floor. Upon hearing the door creak, you sit up slightly, turning towards the source of the sound.
“Taehyung?” you whisper into the darkness, not yet having fallen asleep, but incredibly exhausted from your workout earlier.
“Hey,” he responds quietly. You can hear in his voice that something is wrong, and you immediately scramble to get out of bed and over to your boyfriend.
“What’s wrong, honey?” you ask sweetly, looking at him through dark lashes. You’re so beautiful, even in your sleepy state that it almost hurts him. You’re too good for him. Always so caring and kind, even when he’s been the absolute opposite towards you. How can you always be so happy and optimistic? Even when the world is against you? He envies your positivity, and some days he wishes you would rub off on him a bit more.
“Nothing,” he grunts, shaking your hand off his arm. The look of hurt that flashes across your face hurts his heart. He knows he’s being bitter and has no reason to be, sometimes it’s just hard being around your bubbly self when he’s become so self-loathing, “Just go to sleep.”
“Tae?”
“What,” it comes out harsher than he meant it to, making you flinch, face scrunching up in confusion.
“Did I- did I do something?” you ask quietly, biting your bottom lip a little too hard, nervous for his answer.
He lets out a rough sigh, “Yeah, actually,” he starts, “why can’t you just leave me alone for once? Just because you’re always happy and in a good mood, doesn’t mean I am.”
You shake your head in confusion, “I- I know, Tae. I’m sorry if my mood upsets you-”
“Stop!” he roars, making you step back, “Just, stop, okay?! Stop apologizing, stop being so nice, stop being so fucking perfect!”
You’re so taken aback and dumbfounded, you can’t think of words to say, instead forming a small ‘o’ with your lips and sulking backwards. You attempt to make yourself as small as possible, arms wrapped around your middle, head bowed low, as he continues his barrage.
“Just because you’re the fucking poster child for positivity doesn’t mean that everyone else has to be, too! I wish you would just get mad sometimes. You aren’t normal, YN!” The moment the words leave his mouth, he knows he fucked up. He doesn’t want you to get mad, he loves your personality. It’s one of the reason he absolutely fucking adores you. He doesn’t ever want you to be mad, or sad, but yet, as you stare back at him with glassy eyes and a bloody lip from how hard you’re biting it, all he sees is sadness. “YN- I,” he starts, but you’re already running into your shared bathroom and locking the door behind you.
He rushes towards the door but is too late, feeling a gust of air blow off of it from the force of being closed. Pushing his forehead against the cold wood, he lets out another sigh. Before he even has a chance to speak, he hears your broken sobs right on the other side. You must be leaning against the door, too. His heart crumbles into pieces at the fact that he just broke you. The love of his life, his sunshine, his world.
Singing to yourself, you dance around your kitchen, prepping all the vegetables you have laid out for your dinner tonight. You were making a simple stew with vegetables and beef. It was one of Jungkook’s favorite recipes of yours and since he was off tomorrow, you wanted to surprise him with a nice cooked meal.
Entering the apartment, Jungkook instantly smelled food cooking from the kitchen. It smelled heavenly, but his sour mood from the day and the fight he had earlier with Namjoon was enough to make him not hungry for whatever it was that you were cooking.
Rounding the corner into the kitchen, he drops his keys on the marble countertop, startling you. You gasp, dropping the knife you were holding onto the cutting board, instantly pulling your hand to your chest. Turning around, you notice your boyfriend staring at you curiously.
“Fuck, YN,” he says, rushing over to you, “let me see.”
You hold your hand out to him, finger stinging in pain and eyes filling with tears at the feeling. He takes your hand carefully, looking over the superficial cut. “It’s not that deep, YN. Just get a bandaid.”
He releases your hand and you blink up at your normally kind and caring boyfriend. You could see the bags under his eyes and the exhausted look on his face, but something else was hiding just under the surface. You sniffle a couple times, fighting back the tears from cutting yourself.
“I uh – I’m making dinner,” you say, trying to change the subject, embarrassed about cutting yourself and worried that he might be mad at you, “it should be done soon.”
“I’m not hungry,” he mutters, heading to the fridge to grab a water bottle, “I’ll be in the office.”
“Kook,” you say, walking after him, “wait, are you oka-”
Before you could finish your sentence, your foot was catching on the kitchen rug, making you slip and fall forward directly into Jungkook’s back.
Turning around just in time to catch you, Jungkook picks you up and stands you back up. “Jesus, YN,” he grumbles, “how fucking clumsy can you be?”
“W-what?” you ask, clutching your still bleeding finger to your chest.
“You’re like a child, you can’t do anything on your own. You’d probably end up burning the house down if I wasn’t here.”
You were shocked. Jungkook has never spoken to you like that before. Never in the three years you’ve been together has he been this cold. Never has he made fun of your clumsiness before, always claiming he thought it was a cute quirk of yours.
Huffing a sigh, Jungkook turns back around and heads down the hall to his office. Still shell shocked, you sink to the floor, mind reeling from his words. A child? Did he really think that of you? In a daze, you don’t realize the blood dripping onto the floor, mixing with salty tears.
Once Jungkook closes the door to his office, he pushes his forehead against the frame, realizing what he’s just said. He was mad at Namjoon, not you, and he was finding reasons to take it out on you. He’s never been so cruel to you, and he instantly regrets it, wanting to find you and make it right.
Speed-walking towards the kitchen, he notices the stove top still on, vegetables boiling, but you’re nowhere to be found. He quickly shuts off the burner. Maybe there was some truth to his words. No, he shakes the thought off, now is not the time. Stepping around the kitchen counter, he steps into a small puddle of blood and water… or were those tears? Shit.
He hurries into the living room, calling your name, but you aren’t there either. Heading back down the hall to check the bedroom, he sees the front door is open and your bag is missing. Eyes screwed shut, Jungkook lets out a long sigh. He really fucked up.
BANGtan — BTS scenario: You doing something that isn’t…
Anon requested: Hiiii ! Can you do a reaction of BTS dating a foreigner and BTS is kind of ashamed by their behavior sometimes ? Like something natural in their country but weird in Korea ? Sorry I’m a hoe for illogical BTS Angst 😂
Jin
When Jin saw you leaving your chopsticks in your bowl of rice, he was nearly jelling at you.
„Yah, what are you thinking, leaving you chopsticks like that ? Huh ? Are you trying to insult me ?“
You would take would look at him in confusion, before taking them out and apologizing. He would explain that it’s rude to leave your chopsticks in the bowl and you should rather place them next to it, but keeps his attention to the food.
Yoongi
He invited you over to their dorm and once you entered, you continued walking inside with your shoes on. You got the hint when he stared at your shoes without saying anything.
„Should I take them off ?“, you asked slightly embarressed.
„Yeah…“, he said bluntly.
You took them off and he just sighed before going into the living room. Later that day you learned that you don’t go inside the hosue with your shoes on because you’ll bring the dirt from outside into the house and spread it there.
Hoseok
He was slowly loosing his patience when you were talking loudly with someone on your phone while being on the train. Luckily, he didn’t get (too) mad as your call wasn’t long.
„Y/N, I think you don’t know this, but it really rude to talk loudly while being on public transport. People will get mad“, he confessed, turning your mouth into an O shape.
„So that’s why everyone is so quiet here“, you whispered while looking around.
„I’m really sorry, I didn’t know“, you apologized, turning a light shade of red. He just chuckled and you continued your ride in silence.
Namjoon
You guys just finished your chicken your had a fast food restaurant and were deciding on what to do next when you you saw the waiter from before running towards you. He told you that you left too much moeny behind and came to give it back to you. You explained that the food was tasty so you gave a tip, but Namjoon just stepped accepted the moeny and the waiter left.
„Here in Korea, it’s really rude to leave a tip. They even chase after you, just to give you your money back“, he cleared up, before you even had the chance to ask.
„Why ?“, you questioned in confusion.
„It’s a cultural thing“, he said while enterwining your hands. You didn’t say anything else, being somewhat embarassed.
Jimin
You finished shopping and decided to take the bus. You entered, paid and sat down in the front. You were searching for Jimin and turned around, when you saw him pointing at a double seat. You got up and walked towards him, when he explained that the seats in the front are meant for pregnant women, elderly and disabled.
„Oh my god, I didn’t know“, you said shocked, feeling bad about your behaviour.
„It’s ok. Good thing there are only few passengers“, he laughed and gestured you to sit in the seats he planned to sit in with you.
Taehyung
Not having anything left for dinner, you guys decided to go out and buy some groceries. While being on your way, you saw your landlord on the other saide of the street. She saw you, so you winked at her, while Taehyung just bowed polietly. He pulled you down and made you bow too.
„Don’t do that. It’s disrespectful to raise your hand toward an elder“, he said in awe.
„No way, I didn’t know“, you confessed, worried that it left a bad impression on your landlord.
„It’s ok. She won’t be angry, Just make sure to apologize and not do it again“, he smiled his rectangular smile while patting your back, trying to cheer you up.
Jungkook
You were new to the korean culture, so Jungkook invited you to a traditional korean restaurant. Your order arrived and you were about to eat, hovering with you chopsticks over the dishes, unable to decide where to start. Jungkook catched your hand and put it down on the table.
„It shows that you don’t have manners“, he said bluntly, but laughed shortly after.
Embarrassed, you hid your face behind your hands, but Jungkook just thought it was cute and patted your head.
BTS Imagines — BTS reaction to the members being mean to you
Hey can I request a reaction where the members are being mean to you and your boyfriend defending you Thank youuu
A/N: hey sorry it took a while, hope this is how you wanted it!!!
Jin: Jin grips your hand tightly as you walk towards Hoseoks car. Hoseok was due to pick Jin up to go out for a lunch date with the members. You were assured you it would be fine if you tagged along. You both approach the car and he opens your door. You give him a warm smile and step inside the car. Almost as soon as you sit down, Hoseok lets out an audible sigh. You instantly sink into your seat a little, thinking you may be the problem.
Jin joins you from the other side of the car. He grabs your hands and pulls it toward him.
“I brought Y/N along, I hope you don’t mind,” Jin says to Hoseok. Hoseok lets out a half-laugh-half-scoff, expressing his distaste. Red flushes to your face and you look away, embarrassed.
“Well, we can’t do anything about it now, we are already on our way, but yes, I do mind, hyung,” he snaps, glaring at him in the rearview mirror. “This is a lunch for the boys, do you think anyone else will bring their partners? No.” Jin squeezes your hand tighter at the rude remark. You squeeze his hand back and your heart starts to race.
“Hoseok, don’t be rude. The guys like Y/N, she should come,” Jin responds calmly. You breathe in deeply, mentally thanking Jin.
“You think they like her,” Hoseok mutters under his breath. You hear his silent remark and begin to chew on your lip to stop yourself from crying. You sit silently, offended by Hoseoks outburst. You just want to go home. You feel unwanted.
“Okay Hoseok, turn this car around and drop us home. Your little attitude isn’t wanted or needed, and neither of us care to be around it,” Jin barks, making you jump. Hoseok glances back through his mirror again.
“I’m not going to do that. You have to come, the guys what you there. It’s her that’s the problem,” he whines, shooting his eyes over to you. You divert your gaze as soon as his icy glare meets your eyes.
“Turn the fucking car around Hoseok. You don’t get to talk to her like that, especially not in front of me. Fuck your stupid get together, and be sure to tell the guys why I couldn’t make it,” Jin yells, causing Hoseoks eyes to widen. His grip on your hand is so tight it begins to hurt. “Actually, drop us here, we can walk, I wont let you do this to Y/N.”
Hoseok pulls the car to a halt without another word. You and Jin both step out. Hoseok tries to grab Jin’s attention through the window. He ignores him and grabs you by the waist, pulling you close.
“I’m so sorry about him, let’s go home and we can go somewhere by ourselves,” he breathes, kissing you on the hairline.
Yoongi: You and all the members are sitting in the lounge room relaxing, some on their phones, others reading books or eating a snack. You lay on the lounge with your head resting on Yoongis lap. He absentmindedly runs his hand through your hair nearly sending you to sleep. Jungkook had been looking at you funny the whole time making you slightly uncomfortable. Deciding you want to get out of the room for a bit, you stand up and head towards the kitchen.
“Hey, I’m going to go make myself a snack, anyone want anything?” you ask the group. A chorus of no thank you’s follow and you turn towards the kitchen.
You take out some pasta and a pot, filling it with water. You place it on the stove and let it boil, humming to yourself as you go. While you’re waiting for the water to boil, you hear conversation spark back in the lounge room. Jungkook’s voice is the loudest.
“Yoongi, why do you even date Y/N?” you hear Jungkook ask with a scoff. You move closer to the doorway, sneaky enough to not be seen.
“What do you mean?” you hear Yoongi respond nonchalantly. You lean on the wall, trying to catch every word that is said about you.
“Well, look at her, she’s very…. ordinary,” Jungkook explains. You can’t see his face but you can feel his smug expression burning through the wall. You lean against the it, a sick feeling resonating through your body.
“Jungkook, watch it,” Namjoon warns in a husky voice. You smile a small smile at Namjoon’s defence.
“Come on, hyung, he could have anyone. Have you seen some of the girls at fan signings? And to think he’d pick her over those girls,” you hear him laugh at his own harsh comment. You look over at the boiling water, but you don’t move. You continue to listen. Everything stays silent for a small while. Just when you think the conversation is over, Jungkook speaks again.
“I mean, don’t you think-” A loud bang interrupts his sentence. You jump at the noise and rush into the room. The coffee table has been pushed to the side, the vase lays smashed on the floor. Yoongi’s phone is across the room on the ground, a large dent in the wall above it.
“Shut the fuck up Jungkook. I’m serious, you say one more word about her you’ll be bitching all the way to the emergency room,” Yoongi screams, causing everyone to stand back.
“Yoongi, what’s going on?” you ask calmly pretending you hadn’t heard the conversation that had caused the mess.
Yoongi starts to answer but Jungkook cuts him off.
“Oh hey, Y/N, I was just telling this hyung that he deserves someone who looks and acts considerably different to you,” he mocks with a sarcastic smile. Yoongi clenches his jaw and saunters over to Jungkook, backing him towards the wall. When Jungkooks back hits the it, Yoongi raises both hands and slams them either side of Jungkooks head. Although Yoongi is smaller than Jungkook, the younger cowers in fear.
“Talk about her again, you little prick, I dare you,” he screams into his face just inches away. Jungkook says nothing, just nods. Yoongi steps away from Jungkook and over to you, taking your hand.
“Let’s chill somewhere else, yeah?”
Hoseok: “Okay, we ready to go?” Hoseok calls to the members. Your hand is wrapped in his as you check your appearance in the mirror one last time before the dinner date.
“Yeah, we are all ready!” responds Jin from the other room. You smile at Hoseok and you make you way to the room with the group. As you walk through the door way, you hear Jin clear his throat.
“Hey, Y/N, you better get dressed, we are going out tonight,” Jin remarks with a forced smile. Your expression changes and you glance at the ground in embarrassment. You had always felt a little self conscious around the members, but they usually boost your self esteem and make you feel loved. Obviously not this time.
“I, um, I am dressed,” you say quietly, not wanting the boys to see you upset. Hoseok squeezes your hand and shoots Jin a dirty look.
“Oh, silly me, you like to dress a little shabby, I forgot that that’s your thing,” Jin adds with a mocking laugh. You back away, releasing Hoseoks hand and start towards the bedroom.
“Y/N, wait!” Hoseok calls to you. He turns to Jin. “Are you done being an egotistical prick,” he snaps, taking everyone aback.
“You can’t seriously want to be seen with her like that! If she comes in that outfit, you two can hang back at least 20 metres because there’s not a chance in hell I’m being associated with that,” Jin barks back disgustedly, glancing your direction.
“It’s fine, guys, I’ll change if thats what you want,” you choke out, taking your jacket off.
Hoseok storms towards Jin who now has his head buried in his phone. When Jin doesn’t acknowledge his presence, Hoseok slaps his phone out of his hands and it makes a loud cracking sound as it hits the ground.
“What the hell, Hoseok, you can pay for that,” Jin snarls, bending down to pick it up.
“Actually, I’m sure you’ll be able to afford the fix with the money you’ll save tonight. You’re not invited,” Hoseok spits, earning a chorus of holy shit’s and no way’s from the members, as well as a beaming smile from you. You wrap your arms around his waist.
“No one can talk to my baby like that, don’t you worry, you look amazing,” he assures you with a kiss.
Namjoon: You sit around the dinner table as a group. Jin brings various dishes out and you all praise and thank him for his hard work. As you dig into your meal, your boyfriend who is seated next to you asks about your day at school. Everyone else chatters away, drowning out your conversation so that only Namjoon can hear.
You ramble on about your day as Namjoon doesn’t take his eyes off you, smiling in awe of your cuteness. The conversation around you dies out quickly as the boys focus on their meal, but you don’t notice. You keep talking to Namjoon about school, your voice dominant in the room.
“And so now I have to write about-”
“Holy shit, Y/N, shut up! All you do is talk, and the fact that your voice is so fucking annoying doesn’t help either,” Jimin, who is sitting to your left, interrupts abruptly. You close your mouth instantly and carry on eating in silence, now feeling unwanted.
“Excuse me, Jimin, but I was listening. Show a bit of respect, because frankly, no one cares about your opinion,” Namjoon snaps at him. Jimin doesn’t back off, however. Namjoon’s remark only angers him.
“I’ll tell you what people don’t care about, hyung, is Y/N’s generic ass day. It’s the same shit every day. Save it for when you too suck each others tongues when you go to bed,” Jimin retorts through a mouthful of food. “Who even invited her, anyway? All she does is annoy people. The only thought going through my mind is telling her to shut up. And you know what else-”
“Jimin, all I can think right now is telling you to shut up,” Jungkook cuts him off with a laugh. You stifle a giggle at Jungkook’s brave interjection. Jimins glare shoots daggers at Jungkook causing you and him to stop laughing immediately.
“As I was saying, she is such a-”
“Jimin, I wouldn’t keep going if I were you,” Namjoon scowls, placing a reassuring hand on your thigh.
“Why not? You don’t want her to have a cry at the table? Not bringing her next time will solve that problem-”
Namjoon slams his fists on the table causing everyone to flinch. He pushes himself out from the table and steps towards Jimin. He grabs his collar, forcing him to stand.
“Learn some decent respect, Jimin. You’re acting like a child, so leave the table and go play with your block and chuck a tantrum elsewhere,” he states matter-of-factly, picking Jimins plate up and taking it to the kitchen. The members laugh at Jimins misfortune, and with a childish frown, he walks out of the room and up the stairs, subsequently turning on blaring music to make a point of himself.
You giggle at the table along with the other members and you finish you meal, sending Namjoon a grateful look. He smiles in return, proud of his efforts.
Jimin: “Strike!” Jungkook exclaims running back to the group. The members of his team cheer but yourself, Taehyung, Jin and Jimin look on in disappoint. You are losing the bowling match by a lot.
You walk up to have your turn when you hear whispers behind you. You spin around to see a glaring Taehyung gesture towards you whilst a frowning Jimin swats him away. You ignore the interaction and have your go. You bowl the ball and knock down nine pins. Jin and Jimin give you and overdramatic standing ovation as you take a mock bow, ignoring Taehyungs scowl. You bowl your second go and miss the pin.
You sit back down next to Taehyung. You accidentally bump him with your shoulder, your bare skin brushing against his. He spins around and looks you up and down.
“Don’t touch me,” he mutters. You shuffle back over and apologise under your breath. He leans over to Jimin and whispers something to him. You only catch a few words.
“…..flirting…..looking at Jungkook…..touching me….break up…”
You frown and sit back in your chair wondering what you had done to anger Taehyung so much. Jimin glances at you and offers you an apologetic smile, sensing you had heard what Taehyung had said. You shrug in response, not letting it really bother you.
It’s Jimins turn to bowl. He stands up, leaving you and Taehyung alone. As soon as Jimin is out of earshot, Taehyung turns to you and leans in close.
“Don’t make me do it, Y/N. Leave him alone. He is better off without you,” he whispers harshly. “All you do is stare at Jungkook, don’t think I haven’t noticed.”
You’re taken aback by Taehyungs rude words. You didn’t know thats how he felt about you. You see Jimin glance back at you and he frowns when he sees Taehyung spitting insults at you. Once he bowls the ball, he marches back over to the two of you.
“Leave her alone, Tae,” Jimin suggests gently, making him back off a little. He crosses his arms.
“You’ve noticed it, too. She stares at Jungkook like he’s her next meal. Do you really want to date a sl-”
“Don’t you finish that sentence, Kim Taehyung. Watch your mouth,” Jimin glowers. “Y/N is my world and if you do anything to jeopardise that you’ll need to return all your pointless gucci shit to pay for your hospital bills. How’s that sound?”
Taheyung doesn’t answer. He stands up and walks to the bathroom without so much as a sound.
Jimin sits next to you and takes your hand.
“He’s jealous of you. Everyone wants a piece of me, but I’m all yours,” he chuckles with a wink, kissing your temple.
Taehyung: You all wait near your table at a nice restaurant you had gone to together for Taehyungs birthday. Waiting for the waiter to bring the bill over, you spark conversation with the members. As you talk with them about funny stories they have of Taehyung, Yoongi keeps reminding you of your supposed burden on the party with repeated glares and scoffs. You ignore him, focusing on Taehyungs special night.
In the middle of your story, Yoongi walks off to the bathroom to make a point of his attitude. You ignore it once again, continuing the story like you didn’t see the angry glare Yoongi had shot you.
You finish the story and everyone is in stitches laughing at Taehyung. You are all making a lot of noise waiting for the bill which seems to be taking a very long time. Yoongi returns from the bathroom and tried to re-eneter the group with no avail. He makes his way over to you, someone he can easily push past.
“Excuse me,” he growls at you. You don’t hear him and continue your conversation unaware of Yoongi’s growing frustration. Taehyung spots him behind you and tries to alert you when you’re suddenly shoved into the table, making a huge mess.
“I asked you to move, Y/N,” Yoongi states innocently, staring at you covered in red-wine stains. The entire restaurant is silent at the sight of the event. You are speechless. You know that Yoongi doesn’t like you but you never thought he’d take it this far. You stand up and try to regain yourself when you see a fuming Taehyung storm towards Yoongi, fists and jaw clenched.
Taehyung shoves Yoongi, unaware of the scene he is creating. You try to tell Taehyung that it’s fine and not to escalate it further, but he doesn’t hear you.
“What the hell, hyung? Can’t you let me be happy for one damn night?” he yells. Yoongi chuckles sarcastically before shoving him back, watching him stumble and crash into the waiter. Taehyung and the waiter plummet to the ground and the whole restaurant seems to gasp in unison. The room is so silent you can hear a pin drop.
Jungkook, Jimin, Hoseok, Jin and Namjoon sprint for the exit, not wanting to be caught in the mess. Taehyung quickly stand up and helps the waiter up, apologising profusely before shooting you a look that seems to say let’s get out of here. You nod, quickly glancing back at the unsuspecting Yoongi. You both take off for the door, hand in hand knowing fully well that Yoongi now has to pay for the very expensive bill by himself.
You burst out the doors, puffing and panting. You and the members all burst out laughing when you realise what had happened. You wait outside for Yoongi to come out, eager to see his expression. You look down in disappointment at your wine-stained dress, but internally shrug. You can’t do anything now.
Yoongi busts out of the door, furious. “What the hell was that for?! Do you know how expensive that was?” he screeches. His expression softens slightly at the sight of you all laughing.
“Don’t ever lay a finger on Y/N again or you’ll be paying with your limbs next time,” Taehyung warns half-joking, half-deadly serious. You laugh at Yoongi’s worried expression, grabbing Taehyungs hand gratefully.
“Karma’s a bitch.”
Jungkook: Jungkook’s phones vibrates against the kitchen bench in front of you. He shoots a glance over his shoulder from the stove where he stands. Namjoon’s name and a cute photo of him lights the phone up.
“Who’s calling?” he asks, flipping the pancake in the pan.
“Joon,” you respond, spinning the vibrating phone under your finger, kind of teasing Namjoon in a way.
“Can you answer it, please? Put it on speaker.”
You slide the screen to answer the phone, pressing the speaker button. Jungkook turns around and tilts the pan letting the pancake slide onto your plate. You nod at him, letting him know that Namjoon is listening.
“Hey hyung, what’s up?” Jungkook calls in the general direction of the phone, carrying the pan to the sink. You pull your plate over and take a bite of the pancake. You hold two thumbs up to Jungkook, earning a warm smile.
“Where the hell are you?” Namjoons voice interjects, changing the mood completely. “I swear to God if you’re with Y/N I’m going to lose my mind. This is probably the ninth practice you’ve missed, it’s getting ridiculous,” Namjoon screams into the phone, catching both yourself and Jungkook off guard.
Jungkook comes and sits down next to you, dragging the phone closer to him.
“Oh shit, sorry about that, I forgot that was today,” Jungkook lies unconvincingly. He glances over to you and rolls his eyes and you giggle before your hands flies to your mouth in an attempt to quieten your laugh.
“You are with, Y/N,” Namjoon seethes, causing you to fall immediately silent. “Jungkook, as your big brother is suggest you dump her. You’re so behind in everything and it’s effecting your presence as an idol.” Your heart beats a little faster. You didn’t know he felt this way about you.
“Hey, careful, you’re on speaker,” Jungkook warns deeply, turning to you and opening his mouth for you to place a bit of pancake in.
“Good, I want her to hear,” he snaps. “Y/N, you’re a bad influence, and like come on, are you even worth it?” he adds with a sarcastic laugh. You retract into your seat and your smile fades into a frown.
“Um, sorry, who doesn’t even have a girlfriend? Joon, you look like an egg,” Jungkook retorts through a mouthful of pancake, crumbs spraying all over the bench. You can’t help but laugh at Jungkooks cocky remark despite your dampened mood.
Namjoon is silent on the other end but you can hear the other members laughing. He must also be on speaker. You take this opportunity of his silence to say something, perhaps to cool the situation a little.
“Namjoon, I’m really sorry about Jungkook not coming to practice. It won’t happen again, we can work around it. I’m sure-”
“Shut up, Y/N. Everything that comes out of your mouth is pure shit, honestly. Put me back onto Jungkook, you and your vacuous comments make my mood even worse,” he barks causing you to flinch. Jungkook snatches the phone from your hand and brings it to his face, shooting you an apologetic look in the process.
“Pardon me, Namjoon, but don’t you dare talk to her like that ever again or I will cut off both of your legs and beat you with them. Okay?” Jungkook threatens in an overly dramatised, innocent tone. Your eyes widen at the violent, likely…hopefully, mock threat.
“Listen here, Jungkook, if you don’t get rid of her, I will,” Namjoon bellows, filling the quiet kitchen with static. The threat makes you a little worried. What the hell does that mean? you mouth to Jungkook.
“Bye bye, Joonie-poo. I don’t talk to little four year olds, especially whilst they have a little tantrum. See you tomorrow morning for practice. Oh, and Y/N will be watching. Love you!” Jungkook chirps into the phone, promptly ending the call. He tosses his phone backwards onto the couch to avoid any raging messages that will surely be sent in less than three minutes.
“Adults are losers,” Jungkook mumbles, picking the plate up and licking all the syrup from it. “I won’t let anyone talk to you like that. Not even him, he’s not God’s gift to earth. He can suck my ass with that attitude,” he rants, making you laugh and take his hands.
“Thanks, Kookie.”
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