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Choosing his ex over you; P.JM
Vote, Comment and Share! It was obvious to absolute everyone that Jimin had never truly gotten over his ex, Mina, still pining after her even when he eventually began to date you. There wasn’t a single conversation that he didn’t manage to somehow make about her, boasting about how perfect and beautiful she was right to your face, making you feel like he preferred her over you. It had broken him once he’d found out that his precious girlfriend had cheated on him with a close friend of his, the girl he loved more than anything seeking attention from other men and going behind his back. It ruined every aspect of dating for him for a while, right up until he met you but he still couldn’t bring himself to forget about his first love, her memory still planted deep in the back of his mind. She was always in the back of his mind, even whilst he was making love to you and promising his love to you which made him feel like he was cheating on you. Now, you were not stupid, nor were you blind. It was clear to you that Jimin would never truly be devoted to you but you loved him enough to live with it and work with the problem, choosing to ignore it than make a problem out of it in fear of loosing Jimin. You knew it wasn’t a healthy relationship but you’d rather hurt yourself and your feelings than be without Jimin, even if the relationship would end in tears and broken hearts, the broken hearts belonging to no one else but you and you were willing to accept that. People warned you and questioned you on why you stayed but you could only reply, “I love him, there’s no other explanation needed.” which made you sound desperate and weak but you didn’t care. “I heard you’ve been hanging out with Mina again, s’been on the news.” You said monotonously as soon as Jimin got into the house through the front door, not missing a beat when he frowned slightly at your words and tiptoed towards you slowly and cautiously, almost as if he were approaching a wild animal. The look on his face told you everything, that your suspicions were soon to be confirmed and Jimin would leave you for her, his heart giving up on you, just for someone who had already possessed it and treated it unfairly. It never really made sense to you, what she had that you didn’t, what made Jimin keep going back to her even after everything she’d done to him. You’d tried your very hardest to be the best girlfriend to him but nothing ever seemed to be good enough, never even comparable to what Mina was apparently. Even though she’d cheated on him and left him for another man but Jimin seemed to have forgotten all about that. “Oh, uh, yeah about that Y/n…she just wanted to get back in contact, seeing as we didn’t exactly leave things on good terms and we were so close. You don’t mind, do you?” Jimin softly chuckled, eyes searching your face to find even a trace of emotion but you didn’t let up. Jimin’s hand rubbed the back of his neck thoughtfully, blushing softly as he thought of their little meeting they’d had earlier that day, the way they’d held hands over the table, just as he had when they were dating. It saddened you that he could be so foolish as to trust Mina again, too blinded by love to noticed that she was using him for when she had nobody else to entertain her, everything ending in heartbreak and regret, just as it always had. You’d hoped that he would notice sooner but now it seemed that that wouldn’t be the case, her claws too deep in him to ever make a comeback. Mina was going to ruin Jimin but he was making no move to stop her. “Hm, that’s not what she told me though, even better, showed me. I never took you for a cheater Jimin, or a liar, but I guess your past really does mould who you become in the future huh?” You spat, still showing no emotion, holding your phone up to show Jimin the picture Mina had so callously sent you whilst they had been on their date in order to spite you. Jimin and Mina were shamelessly holding hands on top of the table and Jimin had never looked so happy in his entire life, smiling so hard and wide that his pupils disappeared and soft dimples stood out on his cheeks, making him look prettier than he already was. If he weren’t cheating on you whilst doing it, you’d have thought he looked beautiful but all you could think about was how he’d treated you. Jimin made a move to explain himself but you cut him off, walking away from him and retrieving your coat from the rack next to the door.
BTS Reaction | Fighting With His Ex [Request] [BTS X Gender Neutral Reader]
(You didn’t mention fight verbally or physically so I did a little mixture…this coming from a bitch who can throw a punch)
The moment you’d heard about his ex spreading bad things about Jin you wanted to go and find her, you’d had enough of her doing it. It had started when he first ended things with her, things would “accidentally” get leaked to the public about him, personal things that even the boys didn’t know. Or she would come out with some new bullshit story every time the spotlight wasn’t on her anymore, she would do anything to bad mouth Jin in any way that she could. So when you saw her walking around the mall when you were out with Jin and Jimin you lost it, all you could see was red when you saw her. The way she walked around like she was better than everyone else,
“Baby, leave it alone. She’s not worth it.” Jin whispered when you stood behind her in a shop, you were trying to buy something for Christmas but she’d already started her mouth.
“Fine.” You whispered handing the basket to one of the workers who were more than willing to put everything back for you,
“That’s it, run along you’re nothing but a shag to me anyway,” She spat at Jin. Jin was the bigger person he continued walking but as soon as you heard her say something it was all it took for you to snap. You dropped your handbag onto the floor and walked over to her trying to be calm,
“What’s the problem?” You asked calmly while Jin pulled on your arm telling you to just leave it,
“Yeah baby, just leave it.” She mocked pulling a sad face and turning to laugh at her friends, when she turned back you punched her in the jaw grunting loudly as you hit her wrong with your fist.
“Say one more thing about Jin I will make sure I knock your teeth out of that big mouth of yours,” You hissed looking at her as she clutched onto her jaw, whimpering in pain.
“HEY!” She screamed, Jin grabbed onto you picking you up and began carrying you out of the shop so that the security guard could deal with his ex-girlfriend who was now hurling abuse at you instead of at Jin.
“You probably made things worse,” He whispered looking at your hand as you tried not to cry at the pain,
“If she wants to continue I have another fist.” Jin was trying not to laugh at you since he knew it would only encourage you to do it again but there was no denying how satisfying it was.
“Next time let’s just leave Karma to do her own work,” He whispered looking at Jimin as they ushered you away from the shop and the press that was beginning to gather.
“I thought this was a closed party,” You whispered to Yoongi as his ex-girlfriend began storming her way over to you and Yoongi. Jungkook was throwing a small party in a small venue which was supposed to just have some close family and friends in but now it seemed they were letting anybody into the place,
“It was, Jungkook?” He called out but Jungkook was talking to someone else,
“You fucking whore, you’re nothing but a man stealing homewrecker!” The music cut out and all eyes turned to look at you and Yoongi,
“You and Yoongi weren’t-”
“YES WE WERE! Just because he ended things with me didn’t mean things were over!” She screeched out calling out more abuse at you as Yoongi shouted for some security who were taking their sweet time coming over to you. You knew how she felt about you, she’d been like this ever since she and Yoongi broke up. Convinced that you’d been sleeping together behind her back which just wasn’t true at all, you and Yoongi hated each other until they broke up and only became close he wanted advice about her.
“You’re such a skank, I bet you have an exit sign near your vagina-” She was cut off when your fist hit her nose causing it to bleed extensively down her face and dripping onto the floor,
“M-My nose! I think you broke my nose,” She cried out whimpering as she held onto the bridge of her nose trying to stop the bleeding, Yoongi bit down on his lip moving you away from her and going to get you some ice while Jungkook made sure a security guard took care of everything else.
“You’re going to get in trouble,” He whispered sitting you in the kitchen area of the venue and putting ice on your knuckles,
“She deserved it,” You mumbled hissing as the ice came into contact with the sore skin,
“I’m not denying that,” He chuckled shaking his head at you as you looked over your shoulder, the door opened revealing her screaming that she was going to press charges against you for it.
“I’ll have a lawyer sort it for you, but you should learn to speak before you throw punches,” He laughed again and you groaned nodding your head,
“I know that now. My hand is killing me,” You pouted holding up your hand to his lips and begging for him to kiss it better while he attempted to move away from you.
The only problem with dating in the workplace was that Hoseok had to go and see her every day since she was one of the stylists, which meant whenever you stopped by to see him you would see her at the same time.
“I hope you enjoy sloppy seconds,” She whispered coming out of one of the changing rooms and wiping her lips as if she’d just given Hoseok a blow job when he was clearly sitting there on his phone with the rest of the boys around him. It was something she would do a lot, try and make comments to throw your trust away from him,
“Just because you cheated on him doesn’t mean he’s going to cheat on me, it’s not how it works darling.” You began walking into the changing room, opening your arms to greet Hoseok when your hair was pulled back roughly.
“You little bitch!” A voice screamed out pulling you to the floor as she straddled your lap,
“Get off of me you crazy bitch!” You yelled out trying to wiggle her off your body while Hosoek attempted to free you from underneath her, as soon as she saw that it was him coming closer she snapped into a different person.
“She attacked me first Hobi, I was trying to leave peacefully-”
“That would be a whole lot more believable if you weren’t pinning Y/n to the ground.” She slid off of you and you stood back up with Hoseok who began checking you over to make sure that you were okay, being extra with you just to show off how much he didn’t care that his ex was right there watching his every move.
“Come on, we’ll go and get you some ice for your head.” He cooed walking with you towards the canteen, you smirked knowing exactly what he was doing. He wasn’t blind, he’d seen what his ex had been doing the whole time always making sly comments or sly gestures whenever she was around you and he’d been sick of it happening as well.
Namjoon and his ex-girlfriend had a pretty clean break up, they’d both decided that things weren’t meant to be and had agreed to remain friends. They’d agreed to remain friends but when he started dating you things began to change, she ‘befriended’ you, trying to be like a best friend to you but whenever she could she would make sly comments about how you seemed to be more Jungkook or Yoongi’s type. Then it slowly began to progress into sly comments about the way you looked and dressed, how Namjoon would like you better if you dressed more like her than you did yourself, once she saw that it wasn’t working on you and that you were staying as you were she got worse. Making mean comments whenever she got the time but then saying “no offence” after it as if it made anything better. Today was one of those days, you were hanging out in the studio with Namjoon and Yoongi talking about what you were going to do for lunch, she’d come in at the last moment and heard you talking about food,
“Don’t you think you should lay off, maybe just get a salad?” Namjoon’s mouth fell open and so did Yoongi as she just casually threw that into the conversation, you bit your tongue not wanting to do this in front of Namjoon but she continued pressing your buttons until you exploded.
“Enough! I get it! I get that you don’t like me and Namjoon together okay! But I am sick of you making mean comments about me all of the time!”
“I’m just telling the truth-”
“No! You’re being nothing but a bitch to me when I have been nothing but nice to you, so please do me a favour and fuck off from being around me.” You didn’t yell but you were exactly quiet about saying this in front of her,
“Joonie! Do something!” She cried out but he was shaking his head at her,
“I don’t want you around if you’re going to be talking to my girlfriend like that, in fact, I don’t want you around if you’re not acceptable about our relationship.” With that, she just huffed and left the studio slamming the door behind her as she went,
“So…Food?” You questioned, getting up to get your phone and bag.
Another day and another fake news story plastered all over social media about you,
“Did you hear that she got plastic surgery to look like his ideal type?” You knew that voice anywhere, it was Jimin’s ex. She’d had it out for you the moment you and Jimin began dating but you’d had no idea she’d been the one to start all of these rumours about you, as far as you knew she’d been keeping herself to herself and not talking to anyone about anything.
“I know, and that ass is so fake.” You bit down your lip as Taehyung shifted his weight from one foot to the other next to you. He’d taken you shopping for a date night you had coming up this weekend but he hadn’t expected her to be around or never would have suggested this.
“Shall we go?” You shook your head determined not to let her bother you, Taehyung had found the perfect dress for you and you weren’t about to let it go to waste.
“Dumb whore,” She tried to mask it with a cough but it only made it louder and the elderly lady in front of you turned to give her a disgusted look,
“And what are you looking at Grandma?!” She yelled, you looked back at her and she smirked tutting her lips together.
“Don’t even fucking look at me, you can keep your skanky eyes to yourself…If they even are your eyes or did you get them changed?” Taehyung gripped onto your hand telling you to keep calm so you continued looking forward instead ready to let everything go until something hit the back of your head. A freezing cold liquid ran down your back and you realised it had not only hit you but Taehyung and the elderly lady,
“Here.” You gave Taehyung the dress and your card and grabbed onto Jimin’s ex by her ear dragging her out of the shop, security guards rushing after you as the alarm began to sound.
“Don’t you touch me!” She screamed as you finally let go of her and looked at her,
“Don’t come near me and I won’t have to,” You spat at her looking at the security guards who were now helping her to her feet and removing the clothes she’d pulled out with her from the shop, you went back to Taehyung who was biting his cheeks to stop himself from laughing.
“Good on you,” The elderly lady winked before she went to go and pay for her items, Tae gave you a fist pump and promised to help explain everything to JImin later.
“Please! As if I’d ever actually get pregnant, this is one of those fake bumps.” You froze in place as you heard Taehyung’s ex-girlfriend speaking down the phone, she’d come to the studio telling Taehyung she was 5 months pregnant and that it was his. Taehyung was up in his studio trying to figure things out and you came to congratulate her on her expecting baby since you and Taehyung were dating,
“I bet his skanky little girlfriend thinks he’ll stay with her but I know Taehyung, he’ll marry me because I’m pregnant…What do you mean? He won’t find out I’m not because I’ll adopt or something I don’t know.” You rushed away from the door going back up to the studio to tell Taehyung everything you’d heard her saying on the phone.
“I was thinking we could move in together, raise the baby together.” She’d come back from the bathroom ten minutes ago and Taehyung was using his acting skills to try and make it seem like he believed her,
“I live with Y/n,” He told her and she looked at you before rubbing the fake bump on her stomach,
“But I’m carrying your child, we love one another…What’s she!? She’s nothing but a rebound, come back to me.” She stood up and took his hand placing it onto the bump as she “cried” to him, there were no tears in her eyes, she just looked like she was in pain.
“Please, you’re not even pregnant.” You yelled, you got up from the sofa and lifted up her shirt to reveal the silicone baby bump she had strapped around her stomach, she screamed as it dropped to the floor.
“Why you little-” She launched herself at you but you moved out of the way picking up the silicone bump and throwing it to her, the sound it made when it connected with her hands made Taehyung laugh but he stopped as soon as he saw her going to slap you.
“Enough!” He screamed stepping between you both before anything serious could happen and she looked at him, telling him that she just wanted him back in her life and everything would be okay.
“Leave before I call security and have you escorted out of the building.” He said sternly staring into her eyes so she knew he was being serious about this,
“Whatever,” She mumbled shoving past him and slamming the door as she walked out.
For months someone had been sending in blackmail to the boys and BigHit and you’d been working with a friend of yours to try and find the persons IP address but they’d been smart enough to use a bunch of high-tech blockers as well as changing locations and devices whenever they sent a new threat in. Though as of five minutes ago your friend sent you the name, along with a file on who was the one doing everything.
“Jungkook.” You whispered sliding him your phone as the tech team at BigHit continued trying to search for whoever was doing all of this. Your phone was passed around everyone in the room except for one of the workers who was still typing away at her computer screen. She was Jungkook’s ex-girlfriend who had continued working for BigHit after their breakup because she claimed she could remain professional about everything but this showed otherwise.
“Mina,” She turned to look at her boss who was holding up the evidence against her, she turned to you next and began shouting out abuse as security came into the room.
“You can leave the easy way or the hard way,” Jungkook suggested and she sighed promising to go easily. As the security men began to walk her out she turned around grabbing onto your shirt and slapping you across the face, Jungkook watched in horror as she slapped you again but before anyone else had a chance to do anything you grabbed onto her arms and flipped her over your shoulder knocking the air out of her lungs giving security enough time to detain her.
“Remind me never to mess with Y/n,” Yoogni whispered rubbing his arm as if he’d been the one to get flipped over, Jungkok smirked bringing you into his arms.
“My little fighter.” He chuckled kissing your cheek but then pretending to scold you when Jin looked at him.
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He Calls You By His Ex’s Name ~ Min Yoongi
Packing was never easy for either of you, whilst Yoongi stressed and worried about forgetting things you’d sit and mull over all the times you were going to spend alone over the next few weeks. The room was silent, the only odd noise was the gust of wind his shirt created as he waved it to fold carefully. As best he tried, his suitcase was often a mess and without any organisation there was always one thing he’d miss and text you to send out to him when he needed it.
“Don’t forget your laptop charger,” you told him as he grabbed his laptop bag to place in the top zipper of his case.
A groan escaped as he ripped the zipper shut, “got it,” he mumbled refusing to look across from you perched on the end of the bed. Your intentions came from a good place and a desire to also not queue for hours at the post office when he needed you to sort out his mess.
“Did you remember to put your earrings in with your wash bag this time around too?” His head nodded; no sound came from him as he continued to fold the pile of tops that he’d placed strategically in the top corner of his case.
With every item that was placed in his case you watched as another day to spend with him was packed away and held back from you to enjoy. You continued to watch him for a few moments, glancing across the room you saw his book lamp that he often kept hold of for those long nights of work. Before it could be forgotten you reached across and clasped it from the bedside table, calling his name as you passed it across into his lap.
“I was getting to it,” he mumbled, placing it just outside the case to make the point clear to you that he didn’t want it just yet.
“I’m only trying to help you,” you whispered watching the heavy rise and fall of frustration clear in his shoulders as he grabbed a few of his necklaces and placed them down the side of his shirts.
“I don’t need help,” he snapped back, his eyes were frosty scanning all over the room, except for you. He didn’t want to look at you, to see you hold back the tears at the thought of him going on tour, you knew what you were getting into when you entered a relationship with him.
“All of this can get done quicker if you just let me help, then we can spend some time together before you travel to the airport tomorrow,” you continued to push unaware at just how irritated he was becoming.
It took a few moments for him to respond, muttering under his breath before his words became clearer, “you just don’t get that this is something I want to do by myself, I don’t you looking over my every move.”
Your head shook, brushing through the front strands of your hair, “I just don’t want you to forget anything, you always forget something.” He grabbed a pair of trousers screwing them up into a heap in his case, his patience was long gone as long as everything could fit in his suitcase at this point, he’d be happy for all of this to be over.
“Just get off my back, if I forget something, I’ll sort it. Mimi was never this clingy at least she’d treat me like an adult.”
You felt your body tense up at the sound of her name, Yoongi had only ever told you all the negatives of his previous relationship from what he’d told you it sounded like a nightmare but now here he was telling you how much better she was then you.
He quickly realised what he’d said hearing you gasp for air trying to come to terms with what he’d told you, when the two of you got together he expressed his concerns that he’d find another Mimi, but you assured him that you’d never do the things she did to him, yet now here you were, worse than she was.
“Maybe I’ll leave you to do your packing, I wouldn’t want to get in the way at all.” He didn’t move as you tiptoed around the mess to walk to the kitchen, sitting at the table with a glass of water between you both.
The space was what the two of you needed, soon you’d have thousands of miles between you both, a thought that quickly came clear in Yoongi’s head, if there was one way he’d cope with tour, he wouldn’t think about it but as the day came closer and time slipped away from the two of you he realised just how important these moments were for you to be together.
Once he’d finished collecting all the things for his case, double checking he had everything so he wouldn’t need you to send him stuff again, he crept downstairs where he found you still sat at the table, staring out of the window. The chair screeched as he pulled it out, but you remained unphased, ignoring his presence beside you.
“Everything’s packed,” he chuckled, feeling his heart sink as no reaction came from you. The colour had drained from your skin, your body was limp, hurt, and insulted, perhaps he’d underestimated the effect of his words after all. “Look, I’m sorry that I said what I said I’m just stressing about all of this and I took it out on you.” Your head turned to face him, a blank expression clear across your face.
“You compared me to her, Yoongi. The one girl that has broken your heart and tore you down, the girl I promised never to be, do you know how that makes me feel?”
He searched for your hand under the table, squeezing gently against your skin to try and coarse you into a smile, but nothing came. “I know that what you were doing came from a good place, I didn’t mean to be so rude about it, do you think you could find it in you to forgive me?”
You sighed feeling his eyes gloss over your skin trying to relight the sparkle in your eyes. “I wanted to spend as much time with you as possible before tomorrow, I didn’t mean to nag, but I know what you’re like and you always end up leaving something lying around.”
As stubborn as he was, he knew you were right giggling lightly to himself, “can we move on? You’re the best girlfriend in the world, and I’m so lucky to have you in my life. I don’t want to argue or fight, especially not tonight. I’ll make this up to you, I promise, if you could come and help me fold all my clothes, I just can’t get them to fit in properly.”
Your smile finally grew, intertwining your fingers in with his, “of course we can move on. We’ve got one final night together, so I want to make the most of it. Now, the sooner we get this packing done, the sooner we can enjoy our time together,” you grinned, standing up from the table.
“That sounds like a good idea to me!”
BTS SCENARIOS/REACTIONS — Third Wheeling…His Ex
anon//could you do a scenario where jungkook and his ex are still close friends and he invited/forced you to go to the mall with them and his ex is doing the most to try and get him back and you get third wheeled so you just leave and then after a while he noticed and starts looking for you and getting worried and feels bad while you’re at home rethinking everything like does he still like her? fluffy scenario plz, sorry if this is confusing !
a/n: yooooo this is such a good idea!! I was pretty hyped to write this thanks b
Jungkook x You, fluff
“Y/nnnnnnnnnn come on! She means nothing to me, you know that! We dated like 2 years ago, and I love you, what’s the harm in going on a quick mall trip?” Jungkook whines, giving you puppy dog eyes as he squeezes your hands begging.
“I just…” You sigh. Jungkook’s ex, Jennie, wanted to go on a mall outing (without you) and Jungkook, the angel he is, wanted you to come along. “Kookie she wants you back, I don’t know how you don’t get that! And did you notice how she didn’t invite me? Babe she just wants alone time with you and I just don’t think it’s a good idea.”
“Babyyyyy,” He sighs, sliding his arms around your waist and kissing your neck softly. No way will he convince me like this, I’m no pushover, you think to yourself. “For me?”
“Hold this Y/n!” Jennie shoves more bags into your hands, man this girl could shop. She squealed seeing a plushie for sale and grabbed Jungkook’s arm pulling him over to it, going on and on about how much she’s been wanting one. This had turned out to be everything you expected, Jungkook and Jennie running around giggling like kids while you carried their stuff. You grunted as you sat down on a bench, setting all her bags down and watching the two of them laugh. Jennie purchased the plushie and giggled hugging him, lightly kissing his cheek. She gasped pointing to yet another store and ran off dragging him along. He didn’t even look back to check on you.
“Screw you,” You shoot a glare their way and stand up turning on your heel and leaving. You walk out of the mall, and head home, head churning with thoughts. He didn’t even look back at you! He just ran off with her! He literally let you carry her stuff around all day! The most attention you got from him was the occasional smile or quick kiss on the cheek before it was back to Jennie! Does he want to get back with her?? Most exes don’t stay friends, certainly not like this when they don’t just want more..maybe you were just the distraction. Maybe now he realizes what he truly wants: her. Maybe he doesn’t love you anymore.
I turn back from where Jennie and I stand in line at yet another store. Today has been fun but I’m pretty burnt out from watching Jennie shop all day. I forgot how selfish she was. She pulled me away so fast I didn’t even get a chance to apologize to Y/n. Speaking of Y/n, where is she???
“Oppa pay attention to me,” Jennie whines.
“Can you shut up for 2 seconds?!” I snap, before catching myself. I walk out and see Jennie’s bags left unattended, no Y/n in sight. I call her name, once, twice, three times. I text her not 9, but 10 times. I call her and leave not 3, but 4 voicemails. My Y/n is gone.
I wave a quick goodbye to Jennie and dash through the mall. I check all her favorite stores and restaurants, I check the dressing rooms and bathrooms, until its clear she’s no longer here.
I make a mad dash down the sidewalk, pushing past people as I run home. She has to be there, she has to. I burst into the apartment building and sprint up the stairs, crashing through the front door. There she sits, my Y/n, laying in sweats and a t-shirt on the couch, refusing to look at me. It’s obvious she’s been crying. I run to her side, falling to my knees.
“Y/n, my love, my sweet love, forgive me.” I grab her hands, and she continues to ignore me. “Today made one thing very clear to me: you are the only one I want. Other girls…Jennie especially, aren’t like you. Selfish and spoiled and arrogant…and here you are, a princess. I shouldn’t have made you gone, heck I shouldn’t have even gone. I have everything I want, no, everything I need right here. With you. You Y/n. And I know you can have any guy you want, because you deserve so much better than me, but I beg you…please. Please. Don’t be mad. Don’t leave me. Y/n I am crazy about you, you’re the most perfect thing in my life. Please.” I hear my voice break as I choke out my final plea, looking to the floor. Maybe she really won’t take me.
I feel her hands tighten around mine, and her soft lips kissing my head. “I love you Jeon Jungkook.” she whispers.
Can I pretty please have a scenario when Jungkook’s ex-girlfriend comes back into the picture and they start hanging out again. This makes you really jealous and insecure, so you ask to break up since he’s been really distant and ignoring you? Please make it a happy ending! <333 You're the best!~^^ *hugs tightly* Anonymous Jealousy is amazing— _________________________ You never thought that you would be the one in this situation. This situation being sitting at a booth, tapping your fingers angrily on the wooden table as you waited for your boyfriend to stop obviously flirting with his ex. You never thought that you would end up doing this, you always thought that you would handle your jealousy a little bit better than most women. But alas, you were wrong. The girl made vast movements and facial expressions, making Jungkook laugh in a way you had never heard him laugh. It was obvious that she still had feelings for him, and he might even still have feelings for her. The tapping of your fingers on the table became more loud and angry as you watched the two of them carry on, like the date you and Jungkook were supposed to be on wasn’t going to happen. But what really pushed your anger past the breaking point was when she pulled out a pen and began writing on it, handing the finished piece to Jungkook before leaving happily. Jungkook came back to your booth with a wide grin on his face, that grin fading as soon as he saw your angry stares and anxious fingers. “So how’s your ex?” you asked, putting extreme emphasis on ‘ex’. Jungkook shrugged and sat down, pulling his phone out and pressing buttons to add a new contact. “And just what are you doing?” you questioned, crossing your legs under the table. Jungkook kept his eyes on his phone as he replied, “Putting her number in my phone, why?” You let out a long sigh, trying to get it through to him that this was a big no-no. Alas, that didn’t seem to work. Finally giving up, you put your hands in the air and sat back. “Nothing, I don’t have any problems with you talking to your ex, who obviously still likes you.” Jungkook put his phone away and looked up at you, that goofy smile from before back. “You really think she likes me?” Nope. No more. Nooo more. You stood up, grabbing your bag as you moved. “I’m not feeling all to well, I’m going home.” ____________________ The converstations that you and Jungkook had from that point on were short and sparse. He complained that he didn’t have the time to text you anymore, which was obviously true since he kept accidnetaly sending texts to you that were meant for his ex. It was just wonderful, how careless he could be. About two weeks had gone by, two weeks that felt like two months, to be exact, and you have had enough with this. The was constantly ignoring you, finding any excuse he could to dodge date ideas you had brought up, ‘missing’ your calls and becoming more and more distant. You were going to have to end it, you didn’t want to be in a relationship that seemed one sided any longer. Unhappily, you walked towards the boys dorms hoping, but then again not hoping, to see Jungkook so you could break the news to him. Luckily, but yet again unlickily you had seen him and the other boys walking down the street. You didn’t want to make a scene in front of them, but you really needed to get this over with. “Jungkook-” you called out, picking up the pace. He turned to you, the smile that was once on his face turning into a little frown as he excused himself. “What are you doing here?” he asked as if you were a burden. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, resisting the urge to just smack him right on his face. “We’re over. You don’t talk to me anymore, you don’t seem to want to see me anymore, everything is just one sided and I hate it.” As you spoke you watched his eyes widen. Not only that, but you assumed that the boys overheard your speaking, they had all gasped a little and began speaking softly behind Jungkook. “No no no it’s not like that—” Jungkook said quickly, reaching his arms out towards you. You took a small step back, looking at his hands like they were made of lava. “I haven’t been purposefully doing this, I promise!” As much as you wanted to believe him, you just couldn’t. It was like any other sad break-up story; the girl breaks up, the guy tries to explain, the girl cries and runs away, but you weren’t going to cry. You were going to stand there like you did when you saw Jungkook flirting with his ex, angry and passive-aggressive. “I had a lot of work to do and some guy stole my phone— I haven’t been able to text you in days!” he added, taking a big step towards you. You rolled your eyes and looked at the other boys, keeping your arms crossed over your chest. “Can any of you guys vouch for this?” you yelled. Namjoon nodded, putting his input in. Jungkook looked up at you, that little frown still on his face. “Do you believe me? I really am sorry— I really love you—” You took a deep breath in, and let it all out slowly. “You suck, Jungkook.” you mumbled, giving him a hug. A pout was on your face as your head pressed into his chest, his small, content laughs filling the air. “I swear though if you even speak to your ex again I will have nothing to do with you anymore. Do you know how bad she made me feel? I thought I was nothing and there you go, texting her and flirting with her…” Jungkook wrapped his arms around you protectively, kissing the top of your head. “I’m sorry, I promise I won’t to that again.” “Whatever…” _________________________ How does one end little scenarios - Darby
BTS scenario → reconnecting with their ex girlfriends, which makes you upset.
pairing: bts x reader
genre: angst ; fluff
a/n: hope you like it ♥
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The first time Jin told you he had ran into his ex and they had grabbed lunch together, you hadn’t been upset. You knew that they hadn’t broken up on bad terms and actually still talked from time to time.
But now it was becoming a little too much contact they were having with each other.
Lunch dates were becoming more frequent, his time was often rather spent with her than you and you were becoming more and more suspicious and afraid that he might fall in love with her all over again.
So you went to the one guy that you thought could help, which was your own ex. You told him about it, asked him what you should do since, you as well, were still friends with each other.
“Like.. from the perspective of a man.. why would you continuously meet up with your ex-girlfriend? I mean, we’re friends too, but we see each other maybe once or twice a month. He sees her every other day.”
“Hun, you don’t want me to tell you why he does that, trust me.”
Jin didn’t know you were worrying so much about it, because to him, he really only wanted to hang out with her more because he missed her. Not romantically, but as a friend. It was only when she confessed that she never stopped loving him, that he finally realized how this must have looked. After all, the feelings of his ex probably only re-surfaced again because they spent so much time together. And then he started thinking about you, about how you must have felt.
He found you crying in the bedroom that same night that he came home and immediately wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest and draping the blanket over you.
“I’m sorry (Y/N).. nothing happened between me and her, I promise. I didn’t realize how bad it must have looked for you and I’m sorry I neglected you.”
“Did you and her..-”
“No, Jagi. She told me she still has feelings for me, but I told her I only love you. Only you.”
At first, Yoongi said he was only going to continue working with her, since she was a really talented artist, but even then you had hated it. Because being with each other for so long, in such close proximity, after having dated for so long? That was obviously not going to go well… for you.
So with each passing night he didn’t come home, with each call he ignored and with each fight you had, you distanced yourself from him and eventually, you ended calling your ex-boyfriend over, on a day where you knew Yoongi would stop by.
It was even him that opened the door when Yoongi showed up.
“Oh.. Yoongi. Didn’t know you’d be here.”
“What the fuck does that mean? And what the fuck are you doing here? In my girlfriend’s apartment?”
“She called me. She wasn’t feeling well.”
“She called you? When she wasn’t feeling well?”
“Yeah,” he took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows, “Guess it’s a punch in the face, huh? But can’t blame her. From what she told me, you’ve been spending a lot of time with your ex, too.”
Yoongi decided to just ignore that and walk straight into the bedroom before he would kick that guy in the balls, finding you eating soup and having a shit ton of tissues lying around.
“Are you sick?”
“Yeah,” you nodded, “Can you tell Adam to bring me my socks?”
“Why would I..- am I invisible? You know? Your boyfriend?”
“I don’t know.. thought you’d be too busy to work with your ex to care for me,” you shrugged.
You knew the only way to get Yoongi to understand that you didn’t like it, was for you to do the same. Spend time with your ex and make Yoongi jealous. It was the only way and it did work, because a week later, he finished the album and decided not to work with her any further.
She had been his first love, that’s what he always told you. So obviously, when you visited his parents and ran into her, you couldn’t help but feel absolutely miserable at the way he was looking and smiling at her.
And if that wasn’t enough, that week that you two wanted to spend with his friends and family, was actually spent with her always tagging along. Apparently she was still friends with his sister and her and his parents were still getting along.
And you have never felt more insecure about yourself in your entire life. It’s not that you wanted to be the center of attention, it was just that you could see that they liked her a lot more than they liked you.
Then one night, when you were all out partying and you saw her flirting with him – or you know, just talking to each other when standing really close, probably so they could hear each other through the music – you walked out of the club and called the one person that you could always count on, even after everything that happened between you two.
And on the way to Hobi’s parents’ house, you got a call from your boyfriend.
“Hey.. where are you?”
“I’ve left.. I see you back home, okay?”
“Wait, wait, wait, what? What do you mean left?”
“Jun picked me up. He’s taking me home.”
“Enjoy your night, Hobi. I’ll see you.”
But he would not stay in a club, when you were with your ex-boyfriend.
No, he took the next cab and drove after you, because there was no way in hell he would let this guy be with you for the rest of the night.
But.. he wasn’t. When he found you, you were on your own. You told him that he only drove you home, because you couldn’t stand watching him and his ex anymore, knowing that she would always be better than you.
“(Y/N),” he let out a sigh and joined you on the bed, “I’m.. so sorry if I made you feel like that. But I promise that it’s not like that. I just didn’t think I’d run into her. It’s been so long but.. anyways, that doesn’t matter. I’m really sorry you were so uncomfortable,” he pulled you against him and kissed your temple, “You’re my number one, love. Always.”
You still often wondered why they broke up in the first place.
She was so fucking attractive, just looking at her pictures made your insecurities pop back up. But seeing her in person, hugging Namjoon and smiling at him with her perfectly white teeth? Well, let’s just say the breakdown was inevitable.
“Do you maybe want to go for lunch, hun?”
Hun. She called him hun. In front of you.
“Sure,” he laughed and turned around to look at you, “Babe, would you mind if I pick you up here in like an hour?”
“Are.. are you serious?”
“It’s just lunch.”
“And she’s just your ex..-”
Whoever that guy in front of you was right there, it wasn’t your Namjoon. He tried to be cool, tried to act like he didn’t give a fuck and you hated that.
So yeah, he walked away from you like you were garbage and obviously you did not wait an hour for him. So what you did instead, was drive over to your own ex and spend your day with him, ignoring all texts and calls from Namjoon.
“I told you not to date him,” your ex shrugged when Namjoon called you yet again, “Guys like that are no good.”
“Please,” you rolled your eyes, “You were an asshole as well, or why do you think I broke up with you?”
“Ouch,” he pretended like he was hurt, but laughed anyways, “You know I’ve changed.”
It wasn’t until like 11 PM that you finally decided to drive home and he was already waiting in your apartment, looking both angry and worried.
“Where the fuck have you been?! I told you to wait in the mall!”
“Oh, right,” you took off your shoes, “See, when you wanted to spend time with your ex, I suddenly wanted to spend time with mine too.”
“Wh..- You did what?”
“What the fuck did you expect me to do? The second she showed up, I wasn’t important anymore. Am I not your girlfriend? Do you want her back so badly?”
“I..- No, of course not!”
“Then fucking act like it next time, because if you ever do this again, we’re done.”
And with that, you walked past him without another word, leaving him feeling like the absolute worst, because he slowly realized what a fucking douche he had been.
You understood that Jimin would run into her again and again, since they were both idols, but you didn’t like it that they started talking again at parties. Laughing with each other and innocently touching arms and stuff.
You were already insecure about the fact that you weren’t like her in the slightest and that he was being so.. intimate almost, with her, made you feel even worse about yourself.
Tonight had been the MAMA’s and you were backstage with him, but he had run off to talk to her and you were now standing alone somewhere on the side, looking at your phone when Namjoon showed up.
“Yeah,” you cleared your voice, “Mind telling him I left? Doyun will pick me up and drive me home.”
“I.. maybe you should tell him that yourself.”
“He seems..-” a quick glance to Jimin and his ex, laughing wholeheartedly made you shake your head, “Busy..”
Sad story was that Jimin only noticed you were gone about one and a half hours later.
“She left with Doyun.”
“Doyun? THE Doyun? Ex boyfriend Doyun?”
“Yeah, he picked her up and drove her home, because you were too busy flirting with your ex.”
“I didn’t flirt with her, hyung!”
“It looked like it. And I’m not even a jealous girlfriend. So take my advice.. you should go after her right now, or she might seek more than a driver tonight in Doyun.”
Well, that he did. Instantly.
He explained it all that night, told you how sorry he was and that he never meant to hurt you. That it had never been his intention and that from now on, he would stay away from her.. because you were so much more important to him than she ever could be.
“Well, you look even worse than when we broke up,” your ex laughed, seemingly on his way back home with his dog.
Of course you’d run into him today.. that was just your luck.
“Leave me alone..”
“Oh, come on. At least cuddle Miles,” the dog immediately recognized you and jumped on your lap. And true, he could make you smile in seconds again, “See? He’s an angel.”
“Yeah.. true,” you giggled and looked at your ex when he sat down.
“What happened?” he asked.
“My boyfriend and I had a fight.. he uhm.. he thinks it’s alright to text all day with his ex-girlfriend even though she’s clearly flirting with him. I told him I didn’t like it and then he snapped at me.”
“Wow.. if I was still texting you, my girlfriend would cut off my dick.”
“Exactly my point.”
You actually ended up talking a lot more that day and even went for dinner. It was nice catching up, but more importantly, it was nice telling him about everything that happened with Tae. Since your ex himself was in a relationship again, he wasn’t jealous and could give you actual good advice.
When you came home that night and found Taehyung sitting in your living room, getting up to apologize the second you came through the door.
You told him all the things your ex had said, told him that you trusted him, but didn’t trust her and that she was the reason you didn’t want them texting anymore.
And in the end, Taehyung understood. And apologized again and again.
The problem with Jeongguk’s ex was that she was his first.. well.. everything. And for some reason, you always felt like he was comparing you to her.
It was odd, but it fueled your insecurities to no end.
She was a model and he ran into her again at a studio he was having a photoshoot at as well. That’s when they started talking again. And you were just so.. upset one day, that you ran crying into the arms of a man you once called your love as well.
“Babe, why are you here? You should tell him all these things you’re telling me,” your ex gently brushed the hair out of your face, his new girlfriend sitting down and putting water on the coffee table.
“He’s right, (Y/N). You need to tell Jeongguk that he’s behaving like a dick.”
“But she’s so much better than me..-”
“Hey!” she immediately grabbed your hands and made you look at her, “You are not less, just because you’re not a professional model. I mean, fuck, have you looked in the mirror? If I didn’t trust you one hundred percent, I’d be so fucking jealous you and Jay are still talking to each other, because you’re just too hot. So what you’re going to do now, is get on your phone and call your boyfriend to kick his ass. Understood?”
You weren’t angry with Kookie when you told him later that night, you actually cried more than screamed.
And he was so disappointed in himself for not realizing how much spending time with his ex hurt you. He told you that he wouldn’t do it anymore, unless you were okay with it. And that from now on, he and you would talk more about these things, just be more open with each other in general.
BTS: he compares you to his ex pt 2
Request [open/closed]: Yes [open]
Hyung Line // Maknae Line // Masterlist
E/N = Ex’s Name
“Y/N?” you hear your boyfriend say on the other side of the door of your bedroom.
“What?” you ask, changing into your pajamas and sitting on your shared bed.
“Can I come in?”
You roll your eyes, “I thought you were going out with E/N? You always took her out to places—” the door swung open, making you jump to find an annoyed Jin.
“I made a mistake, I can’t take back my words, and I will admit I was an asshole. I didn’t mean what I said, I just want to take you out and show my fans the person I love. I’m sorry for what I said, and I want to make it up to you. I won’t push you to do anything you don’t want to do, and I won’t bring her up again. I’m sorry.”
Your eyes scan your boyfriends as you watch him, “Jin, don’t stress over it. It’s just—you know I can’t stand your ex, they used you because you’re kind, handsome, popular and you have money. Just don’t bring them up or compare me to them, please.”
He nods and walks over to you, kissing your forehead gently, “I won’t, I promise.”
“You should forgive him,” Hobi says, making you scoff as you walk into the kitchen, “he didn’t mean what he said.”
You turn around and raise an eyebrow at him, “oh he didn’t mean it? Let me guess, he also didn’t mean to call me a attention seeking whore that will never compare to E/N before this incident, or say I’m not good enough and he’s only stringing me alone because I’m too weak to leave, or, my personal favorite, he calls me their name in bed or when I’m pleasing him.”
Hobi stopped walking and stared at you in shock, “Yoongi did all that?”
“And I put up with it because I love him,” you mutter, “I’m dumb enough to stay, and I know I shouldn’t.”
“So it’s over between you two,” Hobi says, walking up to your island and leaning against you.
You turn around and nod, “It’s over.”
You dropped to your butt and sighed, running your fingers through your hair, your body sweaty and sore. Again, you thought, getting up onto your feet and restarting the song. You moved your body the way Hobi showed you, hitting every step until you tripped over your own feet and landed on your face.
“Shit,” you muttered after a minute before sitting up again.
“What are you doing?”
You looked in the mirror in front of you and saw your boyfriend walking towards you. “What are you doing here?”
“You never came home,” he says, sitting beside you, “I looked at all the places you go when you’re upset and you weren’t there.”
You sigh and nod, “I went for a walk and then came back here. I want to be better than E/N.”
Hobi looked at you and sighed, “you are better, they don’t compare to you Y/N. I shouldn’t have said what I did. It was idiotic and I was an asshole. I don’t want someone else as a partner, I want you.”
You look up at him, “really? Even if we lose?”
He chuckles and nods, “Even if we lose, I’m sorry for what I said.”
You sat on the couch in your sweats, flipping through Netflix when the door opened and closed. Looking up, you saw your boyfriend taking off his shoes before coming over to you. Sighing, he sat beside you and cuddled up to you.
“What are watching?” he asks, planting a kiss on your arm.
“I was thinking about a ‘Knowing Brothers’ marathon,” you say, looking down at him, “sound good?”
He nods, “sure.” It was silent for a moment, as you got the show ready, “you understand why I acted like I did early, right?”
You stop for a second and nod, “yeah, but, are you really going to record a love song like that with your ex?”
“If it makes you uncomfortable, I can try and see if someone else is up for it.”
You shake your head, “no it’s okay.”
“I love you, and only you,” he states, “you know that right?”
“I do, and I love you too.”
“Why didn’t you tell me, you have a job?” Jimin asked, following you into the bedroom.
You scoff, “okay, out of everything that just happened, that is your current concern?”
“If I knew, I wouldn’t have been acting like a jackass,” he says back, watching you as you slid out of your work clothes and into sweats, “besides, why do you have a job? I can take care of you, of us.”
“That’s the thing Chim,” you state, turning to face him, “I shouldn’t have to depend on you. I’m my own person, I don’t want to go up to you and ask for money for a pair of shoes or necessities, I want to use money that I’ve earned. It makes me feel comfortable that way.”
Jimin nods, understanding, “okay.”
“Jimin?” you ask, making him raise his eyebrows, “are you happy with me?”
Jimin sighs and walks over to you, pulling you into a hug, “more than happy. I’m sorry I wasn’t being a good boyfriend and comparing you to E/N. It was wrong and stupid, and I’ll make it up to you. Okay?”
You nod and kiss his nose, “just don’t do it again.”
“Do you miss them?” you ask the moment the two of you stepped into your shared apartment.
“Y/N—” you cut him off, “it’s a yes or no question, do you miss them?”
Taehyung brought sucked on his bottom lip before slighting nodding, “I do.”
“I never made you forget about them did I?” you whisper in defeat, staring at him, “All the ‘I love you’s’, dates, trips, laughs, you were wishing it was them and not me.” He didn’t say anything, making you scoff and head towards your bedroom.
“Where are you going?” he calls after you.
You stop and walk back to him, “I’m leaving, I want you to be happy. I’m not going to stay and let myself fall deeper in love with someone who never loved me.”
Taehyung stayed silent, as you turned back around and went to pack your things. The pain in your chest, hurting more with every step you took. You weren’t going to be played like a violin anymore.
The apartment was empty since Jungkook left the night of your fight, three days ago. He didn’t speak to you as he moved his things out of your apartment and back to the dorm. You barely looked at him as he did, the pain in your chest hurt more if you did. The sound of someone knocking on your door, made you get up from your couch and walk over to the door, opening it slightly.
“What are you doing here?” you ask, opening the door more to look at the person.
“It hurts,” he mumbles.
You swallow hard and nod, “I know, but you chose someone else. That feeling is guilt, you’ll get over it.”
“I don’t want someone else, Y/N,” Jungkook stated, “I want you.”
“Your words the other night said otherwise,” you say, crossing your arms over your chest, “you made a decision and that’s that. What did E/N, not want you back the moment you ran to them?”
Jungkook shook his head, “I never went back to them. I haven’t contacted them since you kicked me out. Y/N, I don’t know why I called them and said what I said. I wasn’t thinking, seeing you that night, seeing—seeing how badly I hurt you, I knew it wasn’t what I wanted. I want you. I’m sorry for everything. And I know I’ll never be able to fix the damage, but please give me a second chance.”
You stare at him for a second and sigh, “it’s not that easy Jungkook. Just…give me some time and we’ll talk about it in the future. Maybe a month or so, we can talk and such, just not like before. I need some space, okay?”
“Okay…I love you.”
“I love you too, Jungkook.”
BTS & SKZ Mafia Reactions — Mafia! BTS – Their Ex Lies and Tells Them You’ve…
Warnings: profanity, some violence, physical and verbal abuse, toxic, lots and lots of angst, trigger warning
A/N: Sorry that this took forever and sorry if there are any typos (as always I finished this in the morning before I went to work 😅) Also, this will get a PART 2 🙂
“You know, I’ve seen your little girlfriend or whatever she is at our office a couple of times now,” said G/N and twirled a lock of her hair around her finger as she sat in front of M/N. He did not pay her a glimpse of attention until your name was brought up.
M/N looked up from his laptop and leaned back in his chair, although he could not help but tense up. He has been betrayed once, by none other than the person sitting in front of him, so the thought of history repeating itself made him uneasy.
“What are you talking about, G/N?” he asked uninterested, yet a part of him was suspicious. Your relationship was wonderful, perfect even – maybe too perfect.
“I’m just saying, maybe you should be careful,” grinned G/N and crossed her legs elegantly.
“You’re the one that should be careful, G/N, because if you don’t-”
“I have photos,” G/N cut him off, her big eyes meeting his. M/N’s heart gave a squeeze so hard it nearly made him double over. “Here,” said G/N and placed a brown envelope on his desk as she got up from her chair. “Give me a call when you get rid of her,” she smirked and turned around, swaying her hips satisfyingly when she made it for the door.
“You mean the way I should have got rid of you?” said M/N soberly, his upper lip twitching with supressed anger. G/N stopped on her tracks, her heart dropping to her stomach. She did not turn around tho, only closed the door behind her on her way out.
You were staying at Jin’s apartment, cooking up a homemade dinner for the two of you on your afternoon off. You were listening to music and humming along, swaying your hips every once in a while. The table was ready, laden with the many delicious dishes you had prepared. Just as you took off your apron and fixed your hair, you heard Jin come through the front door.
“Perfect timing, I just got the table rea-” you began with a big smile but what you saw was far from what you had expected.
Jin stormed towards you, not even bothering to take his shoes off when he came inside.
“What the fuck is this?!” he snarled at you and threw a big brown envelope on your carefully laid table, knocking over a few dishes.
You jumped and glanced at it quickly, seeing there were some photos on top but what you were focused on was Jin’s utterly enraged expression. His wide shoulders were tense and his jaw clenched tight, but the worst part was the terrible look in his eyes.
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?! Huh?!” he shouted, stepping even closer to you but you backed away, staring up at him with big eyes. Your heart was beating loud and fast, your face hot with blood that pumped to your head.
“How the fuck could you do this to me?!” Jin shouted so loud you closed your eyes, yet what shocked you the most was when his fingers wrapped around your throat and he slammed you against the wall.
“You fucking whore,” he snarled against your face, so angry he was shaking. Your body was trembling as well, yet not out of anger but out of fear. You had no idea what was going on, what more, you had never heard anything like it come out of Jin’s mouth and have it directed at you.
“J-Jin… What… What are you talking about?” you stuttered, your eyes filling with tears. Your hands were in front of your chest, trembling in defence and almost touching Jin’s suit.
“This!” he roared, let you go and pointed at the photos on top of the brown envelope. You took small careful steps towards the table and glanced at the photos. It was you yet you did not recognize yourself in the scenery.
“What is this?” you whispered and picked up the photos with shivering hands.
“It’s you,” snarled Jin, “On your fucking way to my rival’s office to leak information about me, you fucking traitor!” his voice escalated with each word. Breath caught in the back of your throat, tears dropping from your eyes. A sudden force of strength burst from within you.
“Jin, I would never betray you!” you shouted, your voice cracking beneath tears. “This isn’t me! I mean, it is but I never went there! I don’t even know where this place is!”
“Then how did the camera caught you in their fucking building?!” shouted Jin, his own voice cracking from yelling so loud. You flinched at his voice, nearly letting out a whimper.
“I don’t know!” you shouted instead, raising your voice at the top of your lungs. Your eyes fell upon the photos again when suddenly something caught your eye. There was a blur at your ankle, seeming as if you did not have your leg connected to your foot at all.
“If you trust these photos so much, trust the makers to at least photoshop me properly and not without a missing fucking ankle!” you shouted at Jin and threw the photos in his chest. Your voice cracked with sobs as you turned on your heel, grabbed your jacket and stormed out of the apartment.
You were sitting in Namjoon’s library, your legs hanging from the side of his favourite armchair and a book in your lap. You slowly turned the pages, taking in the intense story when suddenly the door opened and you heard Namjoon enter the apartment. You threw your book on the chair, hurrying to see if he really came home early.
You found him taking off his black suit jacket when his eyes fell upon you. Like in a flick of a butterflies wings, his expression changed completely. His eyebrows furrowed into a frown, his lips tightened and his jaw clenched. He balled his fists like trying to restrain himself from something and his knuckles cracked.
Your smile fell at the sight of Namjoon, your heart dropping to your stomach and your insides twisting into knots.
“Is something wrong?” you asked timidly, your gaze flickering at his body in case he was injured yet his crisp white shirt was spotless.
“Namjoon?” you asked again but he cut you off.
“Don’t you ever fucking speak my name again,” he snarled at you, slowly making his way towards you. Your eyes widened as you backed away, not understanding in the least what was going on.
“Sit the fuck down,” he growled, grabbed your elbow tightly and shoved you into one of the living room armchairs. You bounced off the padding from the sheer force Namjoon used. For a moment, you understood what it must have been like being in an interrogation room with him and the thought sent shivers down your spine.
“Namjoon, what-” you began again, your voice shaking almost as much as your body.
“SHUT UP!” he shouted, pointing his index at you. His loud, deep tone of voice felt like a kick to your chest. You got knocked out of air, daring not to move from your spot.
Namjoon threw a bunch of photos at your lap along with a brown envelope. Some slipped down your legs at the rough impact, you body wincing although it was not painful. You saw the photos on the floor first. It was you, walking down a street. Then in your lap, photos of you in a building you had never seen before, never been in.
“How does it feel to be a lying, treacherous whore?” snarled Namjoon against your face as he trapped you into the armchair with his arms.
Your heart was beating so loud and fast it was the only thing you could hear besides the ringing in your ears. Your body felt hot like having a fever would be like.
“I… I don’t know… I don’t know what’s going on,” you whisper-stuttered, lungs searching for air.
“You don’t know what’s going on?” said Namjoon theatrically, “You don’t know you’ve been giving information to my rival gang whilst fucking them?!” his voice escalated until he was almost hoarse.
You stared up at him with big eyes, your head shaking.
“This… T-This isn’t me, Namjoon,” you stuttered, “I don’t… It must… It must be photoshopped or something.” You grabbed the photos again and tried to find something that would make your boyfriend see the truth. But just as you thought you found something, Namjoon knocked the photos out of your hand.
“Photoshopped?! And how did they get my information if you didn’t give it to them?!” he snarled.
“You don’t even talk to me about work!” you shouted through your tears, “I couldn’t have said anything even if this were me!” you pointed at the photos on the floor and began sobbing. You hid your face behind your hands and cried, Namjoon pausing for but a mere moment.
He glanced at the photos again, his heart beating fast. He had not looked into them other than seeing your face and recognizing the building. For all of his experience with liars and traitors, Namjoon’s instinct spoke you could be telling the truth.
His jaw clenched and he released you from the armchair, to which you immediately sprinted off into the bedroom and locked the door behind you. Namjoon, however, picked up the photos and took your seat trying to look at them as clearly and objectively as he could. Soon enough, he saw your palm on one of the photos from his rival’s office building. It only had four fingers and one was accidentally blurred away during the photoshop process.
The photos fell from Namjoon’s hands and his heart sank to his stomach. His gaze rose to the bedroom door as he listened to the quiet painful sobs coming from your chest.
“Did you betray me?” asked Yoongi razor-calm over dinner, nearly causing food to catch in the back of your throat.
You struggled to swallow, looking up into his black eyes. You half expected him to joke yet he would not joke with this – never.
“Are you serious?” you spoke quietly, suddenly feeling dazed as if you were in a bad dream and reality washed away.
Yoongi dropped a brown folder on the table in front of you, a series of large photos spilling from inside.
“What’s this?” you asked, picking up the folder with trembling fingers. Your mind rushed with thoughts of what you could have possibly done wrong but no answers came to you.
“Did you betray me?” asked Yoongi again.
You took a good look at the photos yet you knew right away they could not be real. The setting, the person even, you did not recognize any of them. It seemed as if it were not you at all. The person just had the same hair and eye colour, she was similar to you and paired with a dress you also owned, maybe she could be mistaken for you at a quick glance. What more, the security camera photos were blurred so it could have been almost anyone remotely like you.
“How can you even ask me that? This isn’t even me, I’ve never even been in this building,” you frowned yet your hands would not stop shaking. It was the look on Yoongi’s face though – a look of darkness, of madness.
“Are you sure you’re not just a lying, cheating whore?” he asked perfectly composed as if he were talking about the weather.
You stared at him, unable to comprehend that those words actually slipped his mouth and what more, they were directed at you.
“Yes, I’m sure,” you spoke as a matter-of-fact and got up, dropping the photos on his plate.
You went to the bedroom and grabbed some of your things whilst tears blocked your vision. They soaked through your bag as you struggled to close the zipper with your trembling hands.
When you made your way outside, Yoongi was looking at the photos. You could not help but throw a long glare at him, your lip quivering with hurt and anger.
“Y/N,” he said, throwing the photos away as he came after you.
You did not stop though. It was the greatest insult he could charge you with – betrayal.
“Y/N, wait!” Yoongi’s hand caught your wrist but you yanked it away, your teeth baring.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” you snarled, “How… How dare you… I would never,” you tried to be strong but the hurt seeped through your words leaving them at that only.
You stormed through the door and left.
You were carrying around a vase of tulips you had bought at the market, trying to find a suitable place for them when Hoseok returned home.
“Hey,” you greeted with a big smile when you saw him come in. “Look at these, aren’t they pretty? It’s like we have spring all over again.”
But Hoseok did not think so. He stormed towards you, his nostrils flaring as he grabbed the vase from your hands and threw it against the floor.
You gasped, winching away from the thousands and thousands of crystal shards against your bare feet. Your lips were parted and your eyes wide.
“How dare you fucking betray me?” your boyfriend snarled against your face and backed you into the wall. You could not manage a single word but gape at him, so deeply taken back.
“And you fucking dare get yourself caught on a camera, you sloppy little bitch,” spoke Hoseok, shoving a big brown envelope against your chest. You grabbed it instinctively, your eyes wide when you took a look at the phots hiding inside.
The person looked just like you but it wasn’t you. It couldn’t be because you were never in that setting, the building, the hallway; nothing made sense.
“This is… This is not me, Hobi…” you stuttered.
“Don’t call me that!” shouted Hoseok and knocked the photos from your hands with such force you thought the punch was coming at you. You dropped to the floor, covering your head with your hands.
“It… It’s not me… It… It can’t be…” you stuttered fast and quiet before sobs filled up your lungs. “It’s photoshop… I-I swear…”
“You better fucking run to your fucking lover or I’ll shoot you without thinking twice about it, you fucking slut,” snarled Hoseok and kicked the photos on the floor. The papers scattered and you flinched, scramming off the floor. You grabbed your phone at least from the counter and ran for your life, barefoot and leaving all of your belongings behind you.
Hoseok, however, once he had calmed, could not help himself but take another studious look at the photos his ex-girlfriend gave him. A part of him hoped still it could not be true.
When an expert looked over the material, it was clear that the photos have been photoshopped. A dark pit formed in Hoseok’s stomach, his heart breaking with regret.
When Jimin arrived home, he caught you off guard completely. He threw the photos at your feet and let them scatter without a single word.
“How dare you?” threatened Jimin as he made his way towards you. For each step he took forward you drew one back until you hit the wall. The painting beside you shivered but not as much as yourself.
Your lips were parted as you stared up at Jimin, wondering what was going on. You had never seen him this way – at least not towards you. For a moment, you knew what his victims must have felt when he came for them. The sole look in his frowning eyes made you shiver.
“W-What… What’s going on, J-Jimin?” you stuttered but he did not answer. His forehead nearly leaned against your own, his palm sliding up to your neck. You winced at his touch but he caught you in a strong choke. You could still breathe but it was painful nevertheless.
You stuttered Jimin’s name and took his arm in your hands but he was relentless.
“How the fuck dare you?” he repeated himself, “How dare you fucking betray me?”
Your eyes widened as you were finally given your explanation, although you did not know what he was talking about. You shook your head as best as you could, your eyes spilling with tears.
“I… I didn’t,” you managed, gaze flickering between the strange photos scattered around you and Jimin’s own frightening eyes.
“Don’t fucking lie to me!” he snarled against your face. “At least admit you were fucking my rival after you fucked me, you fucking slut!”
His words weighed heavy against your heart. You winced at every exclamation, hardly comprehending what was going on. It felt like a dream, like a horrible nightmare you couldn’t wake up from.
Jimin squeezed your throat even tighter, his nostrils flaring and his jaw clenching. He released you, letting you fall to the ground.
You did not even try to prove him wrong, only scrammed away from him and ran for it. Ran as far as you could.
You had just finished preparing a romantic dinner when you heard Taehyung come home from work. You smoothed your dress and ran a hand through your hair, having tried to hard to surprise your boyfriend. The two of you were both busy so much of the time so you decided to create a moment when you could just sit down and enjoy again.
You greeted Taehyung and expected him to kiss you as he always did when he came home from work, but he simply stared at you, standing but a foot away from you. There was a look in his eyes you had never seen before and you could not tell what it meant. But something about it made shivers run down your spine.
“Sit down,” ordered Taehyung calmly as he took of his black suit jacket and pulled out a chair at the table for himself. You watched him cautiously. Something was so wrong, so terribly wrong.
He did not compliment your outfit nor the food or the flowers you had set, the candles you had lit. A lack of emotion and a concentration of them both presided on his face, gathering together like a lightning storm.
You sat down, however, wondering what was going on. A part of you worried that something bad had happened, like a friend of his dying or some of the other members getting hurt at work. But you were not prepared for what was actually coming.
“Since you’re a lying, cheating whore, I think it’s past time you leave,” spoke Taehyung calmly and placed a big brown envelope on the table. You were so taken back by his words you did not even think to look at what was inside. However, Taehyung’s glare woke you up from the shock and you took a look at the photos inside.
“What are these?” you spoke timidly, your hands trembling.
“These are photos of you,” said Taehyung leisurely, “Walking through my rival’s building, then you in his office, then you in his bed…”
As Taehyung spoke you flickered through the photos, the very last one disgusting you. It was not you. It might have been someone who looked similar to you, but it was not you. It couldn’t have been. You did not know this man nor the building where these photos were supposed to be taken.
“Tae… This… This isn’t me,” you tried to tell him, but he was dead set on his mind.
“Really? Then who has been leaking information to my rivals?”
“I… I…” you stuttered as your eyes watered, locking with Taehyung’s. “I couldn’t… I couldn’t even if I wanted to, Tae! You don’t speak to me about work… How… how could you even…” you stuttered as sobs made your sentences part.
You stood up, your chair scrapping the floor. Taehyung frowned for the first time since he has arrived home.
“That… That woman,” you pointed your finger at the obscene photo where she was naked and only merely draped in covers, “How… How could you think t-that was me?” you cried as your heart broke into a thousand pieces. You trusted Taehyung, you thought he knew you. Not only the way you looked, but enough that he would know you would never betray him like this nor in any other way.
You stormed out of the apartment, your chest weighing heavy with terrible sobs that were suffocating you. Yet most of all, it was your love for Taehyung that hurt the most because it was not you who betrayed him, but him who betrayed you.
You jumped on the sofa when you heard Jungkook slam the door behind him when he came home. It was not like him yet you thought it might have just been draft or something. Yet when you saw him storm into the living room, your heart dropped to your stomach.
Your boyfriend threw a stack of photos at you, making you flinch as the paper scattered all around you. They were photos of you – or more likely of someone that looked and dressed like you. They were half blurred like security cameras, some did not look like you at all other than your hair colour.
“Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” shouted Jungkook, his teeth baring. His nostrils flared, muscles tense beneath his shirt. You winced again, this time at the tone of his voice. You had never heard him raise his voice at you before.
“You fucking lying, cheating whore!”
This time you jumped up and backed away, not having the slightest idea of what was going on. Your heart was beating harsh against your skull though, your cheeks and neck hot with blood.
When your gaze finally fell upon some explicit photos of your look-alike and a man you only faintly recognized, the pieces in your head began to connect. The man was the rival gang leader you had met some time ago and Jungkook thought it was you who was sharing his bed.
“It… It’s not me, Jung-”
“How could you do this to me?!” roared Jungkook and stormed towards you. Your back hit the wall and your eyes closed as you turned your head to the side. Jungkook’s hand was lifted but instead of going for your face, his fist smashed through the plaster of the wall. You whimpered at the impact and dropped to the floor, crying your heart you.
“Shut up! You brought this on yourself, you fucking whore!” he shouted as his own heart was tearing apart. He loved you, he truly truly loved you and you betrayed him – at least that is what Jungkook thought.
“It’s not me!” you whimpered and ran off, grabbing nothing but a pair of shoes on the way out.
Jungkook was on your trail but when you got through the front door, he stopped himself. He did not how he managed to do it, but he stopped himself. Stopped himself from hunting you down, stopped himself from hurting you.
No matter how much he tried to deny it, his mind kept twisting around what you said and how you said it. Jungkook dealt with liars for a living and you did not sound like one. Perhaps it was even hope that made him do it, but he gave the photos to be inspected professionally. When Jungkook learned the truth, that you had not betrayed him, his heart felt easy out of the sudden. Yet when he realized what he had done to you in anger, it weighed heavier than ever.
Seokjin • Yoongi 「you are attacked by his ex」 as…
Seokjin • Yoongi 「you are attacked by his ex」
as usual i hope you like this, anonie🤧💞
as usual, i love you all.
“Y/n? Where are you?”
“I’m on my way there!”
“You sure you don’t want me to go and fetch you?”
“It’s just a few blocks away, oppa. I’ll manage on my own.”
“Right then, I’ll see you in the restaurant.”
You were so happy that you’ll get to meet your boyfriend after such a long time. No one is to be blamed though, you’ve been busy with job hunting and he was also busy with the new album’s production.
You told him the other day that you manage to get a job with good paying and is within your interest and ability. You also told him that there’s no need of celebration if he didn’t have the time, but when he insisted to have one, of course you wouldn’t decline.
It was raining when you were about to walk to the restaurant, internally cursing yourself for saying “no” when Seokjin offered to pick you up. You locked the door of your apartment, slowly walking down the wet stairs to make sure you’ll arrive down there safe and sound.
The road was bright, despite the rain. You were around the corner of the street when you feel someone snatched away your umbrella. You turned around to see who it was, but was hard to tell since your glasses is now blurry by the rain.
“That’s very impolite, why-“
“Talk about impoliteness, y/n-shi?” You immediately recognized her voice even though you barely hear it. It was Seokjin’s ex-girlfriend.
“What do you want?” You asked her, trying to walk slowly to the nearest shelter. Her hand grabbed yours, her grips almost breaking your wrist bone.
“Is that how you talk to someone? Is this really a person Seokjin is dating?”
“Let me go, I say. I’m not going to repeat myself.”
“What if I don’t, you’re going to fight me? You can’t sweetheart, I’ve been in your place before.” She is right. No matter what she did to you, you could never fight back because if you do, it will ruin the image of not only your boyfriend, but the whole group.
“If you are not going to say anything, then, I’m leaving. Have a good day.” You didn’t even bother to take your umbrella from her and just walked away under the rain. You let out a sighed, feeling both relieved and annoyed.
You thought that she will leave you alone, but how can you be so wrong. She ran after you just to throw your umbrella back to you.
“You better learn manners,” she said.
“I do. You don’t, or else you wouldn’t have taken my umbrella,” that one sentence was enough to trigger her. You knew she’s going to do something but you didn’t even bother running. She landed her palm on your cheek, twice.
“Enough?” you see her on her eyes. You could see how her hand is shaking after she slapped you.
“Fuck you, y/n!”
You let out the second sigh, now actually feeling relieved after she left. There’s no more energy in you to go and meet Seokjin, but you still walk to the restaurant with your wer clothing.
Seokjin was waiting for you in front of the restaurant, worried clear on his face. When he saw you, he immediately run to your side.
“Y/n, what happened? Why-“
“You cheek is so red, where’s your umbrella?”
“Can we go back, oppa? I’m tired.” You smiled to him, hoping that he’ll understand. Seokjin nodded and he drove you back home.
You took a shower and change into your favorite hoodie. Seokjin prepared dinner for the both of you.
“So, still not talking?”
“I forgot my umbrella and it starts raining.”
“Don’t lie to me, y/n. I know you way too long to believe that.”
“It’s the truth. When I left the house it’s still-“
“It’s her, right?”
You knew you couldn’t lie to him. Why do you even try in the first place.
“I knew I should have pick you up from your place.”
“It’s okay. She did nothing to me.”
“As if I’ll believe you again.” you smile to him again before Seokjin walked to you and hug.
“I’m sorry, princess. I was not there when you need me.”
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, oppa.”
“We’ll settle this tomorrow and I’ll talk to her personally. I don’t want you to be hurt by her, no, by anyone.” he said, his tone assuring.
“I can’t go to sleep at night thinking that you’re out there not feeling safe. I’m so sorry, y/n. I’m sorry you need to go through that.”
“I know what I’ll face when I decided to date you.”
“And I promise you won’t face any of that, from now on. I’ll protect you. I promise. I’ll protect you.” he tightened his hug, funny how my bones didn’t feel like breaking.
“I’ll protect you. I promised.”
You had not seen Yoongi in a while. Not because you are busy, neither because he didn’t have the time, solely because the bruises you got from meeting his ex-girlfriend has not faded yet, and you didn’t want him to see them.
You tried your best not to fight back at that time for the sake of your boyfriend and the boys. You do remember her face when she walked away how satisfied she was of her action. You thought of bringing this case to the police, but things will just become more complicated for you. In the end, you decided to not.
Yoongi called you that evening, telling you that he might come over to take some of his thing. You told him that you might not be home and he can go in with the spare key. Yoongi knew you’re hiding something from him, but he trusted you enough to not ask about it.
You left your house right before Yoongi arrived. You walked down the street, entering your favorite bakery. Your phone vibrated and you see text messages. Yoongi’s.
🐱It has been a while, and I really do not want to bother you. But I saw something and it’s bothering me.
🐱Actually, you are worrying me, love.
You think very hard of what Yoongi might see, and remembered you left the medication on your table.
🐱Did something happen, love?
You replied him, trying to calm him down.
Nothing, Yoongi. I fell from my bike this morning and hurt my knees. That’s all, really.
You’ve just locked your phone when it vibrated again.
🐱Can I meet you? Let me see the scar. You suck at handling those.
I’m okay. Plus, I’m not around the neighborhood.
🐱stop lying, I saw you running down the stairs with my blue oversized just now, and I think I knew where you’re going and I’m on my way there.
You checked all the bruises. You could cover the one on your arm with the shirt you are wearing but the one near your lips is just impossible to cover. Maybe, letting Yoongi know is better. You sighed before leaving the bakery and waited for him in front.
It took around 15 minutes to walk from your place to the bakery. You saw people get in and off the bus, you saw people laughing at each other, couples holding each others hand. Your lips formed a small smile, you miss him.
“What you laughing about, miss?”
A voice you wished to never hear again.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was about to buy bread, but I lost my appetite right when I saw you.”
“What did I even do wrong to you, to the extend you hated me that much?” you couldn’t help yourself but ask that one question. You really didn’t know what you did wrong.
“Min yoongi. That’s what you did wrong. If I couldn’t have him, neither could you because I am way better than you.”
“That’s just stupid. You didn’t get to decide who Yoongi will fall in love with.”
“Shut up!” she raised her voice. You could see her face slowly turned red.
“I see. The bruises haven’t gone away huh? Maybe you need more?”
“I promise you, you wouldn’t want to start a fight now because-“ before you could say anything, her hand was already pulling your hair.
“Because what? You might fight back? Hell no. I know you and you’re-“
“Let her go!” You heard yet another very familiar voice. She turned her face to the source of voice and immediately turned pale.
“I said let her go,” she released her hand and ran to Yoongi.
“Yoongi, I swear it doesn’t look like that. She started it first.”
“You’ll have documents coming to your post, miss. I hope you have your attorney ready.” Yoongi said, before leading you away from her.
You walked back to you apartment in silence.
“Since when?” he started. “How long? How many time? Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It’s nothing big, Yoongi. And it doesn’t harm me.”
“You thought I didn’t know what you’re hiding under that shirt?” Both of you stopped walking and you looked down to your toes. Yoongi let out a sigh before he continued speaking.
“Someone’s hurting you and I didn’t know about that. You donot want to see me because the bruises hasn’t gone away, right?” why does he always need to be so painfully accurate?
“Let me see.” You bring your eyes to see his. Yoongi flinched when he slowly rubbed his thumb against your freshly cut lips. Yoongi slowly rolls up the sleeve only to expose blue bruises.
“Why, why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want you to worry. You have had too much to worry about and I didn’t want to be another thing you’ll worry about.”
“Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do? Worrying about my love one?” You couldn’t answer him.
“Let’s go home and I’m driving you to the hospital. You’re going to stay with me for a while. At least until I make sure it’s safe.” You nodded your head.
Later in the hospital when you’re waiting for the paramedics, Yoongi held your hand gently, worrying that he might hurt you more.
“Y/n, please tell me if anything happen from now on. I worried about you, all the time. I didn’t want you to walk on the street, suddenly attacked by people I knew.” You held his hand back before replying with a “yes.”
“I love you, y/n, and seeing you hurting is the last thing I want. I love you.”
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