Different, but exactly the same [1] (Yoongi x OC x Jungkook)
You couldn't believe it. He stood you up again. Your boyfriend, Yoongi, as much as you loved him, he was one of the most inconsistent people you've ever met. It was the third time that week he promised he'd meet up with you. You didn't want to sound like a pretentious , but truth was you had had a feeling in your gut that told you that date was going to be a failure, just like the others were before he even texted you:
Heyy... y/n, look, I know you're going to get mad at me, but you know I've been so busy lately with my mixtape release and I really need to stay up late tonight to finish some work.. I am so sorry, I promise PROMISE I will make up somehow.. please don't be mad at me. It's just the way it is, I love you so much! please understand
Of course you knew what you were getting yourself into the day you and him became a couple. He was still hesitant when it came to showing up in public with you. You knew he only wanted to protect your image, he didn't want you to be the object of the insults some fans so carelessly threw your way. They didn't even know you, all they thought they knew was that you took Suga away from them.. "Suga".
Well, truth was that Yoongi was the one baing taken away from you. Not like anyone could own such a wild character, you knew he always did what he wanted, regardless of what the people around him asked. And what he wanted to do at the time was to make his fans happy and then you had to be satisfied with being a second priority.
But you weren't satisfied at all. Of course, who could blame him? If you ever dared to complain to anyone a storm would imediately be thrown your way. After all, how many thousands of girls would give anything to be in your place?..
"You should be grateful for what you have." but it simply felt like it wasn't enough.
Your fingers played around with the phone case for a few minutes as tears started rolling down your cheeks, making their way onto your chin before falling in big, hot drops on your lap.
Sure baby, you know I understand. You do your thing and when you have time,
"No..." you said to yourself as you deleted the message, rewriting:
It's the third time Yoongi.. I don't know how you expect us to work things out if you kee-
".." there was no use for doing that. You were second and you had to deal with that. "Tragic. I am pathetic."
Deleting the message once again.
No problem, I think I'll go hang out a bit tonight then :) love you too
Alright. Good. Let him know you were not a whiny little brat. You were perfectly capable of having fun with other people. Nobody could tie you up to anyone or put you in a cage. Those were the lies you so desperately wanted to believe were true about yourself. Truth was you missed him, you missed his voice saying "I can't believe you forgot to buy bread again" and his long, slim fingers playing with your hair in the morning. You missed his complaining about the brown roots that were growing under his blonde hair every two weeks and his annoying snort that made you kick his back in the middle of the night until he stopped.
He had always been busy, but in that moment it didn't feel like he was busy anymore, it felt like he was absent. You wiped your tears just as a new message from him arrived
I'm glad! Have fun and call me when you get home so I know you're safe!
Even if you were mad, a tiny smily lightened up your face as you read that. You knew he cared about you, he was a nice guy. That was tragic because you felt the relationship falling apart day by day and a bitter ending was in sight. But that night, you weren't kidding. You wanted to go have some fun, hang out with someone, anyone. Put those worries to rest for a bit, until morning comes again and you have to dig them up.
You looked at your phone and in your contact book. Scrolling contact after contact, everyone seemed so.. unavailable and you didn't even text anyone yet. That was when a red low battery sign in the right corner of the screen dragged your attention.
"Ah, damn it.. where did I put my charger?" Looking everywhere, it was nowhere to be found.
Then it hit you. You forgot it in the dance practice hall earlier that day when Yoongi asked you to go and pick up some things for him there. Great job.
Looking at the clock, it was only 8:07 pm, so you figured you could jump in the car real quick and go get it. Taking a quick look in the mirror, it was a good thing you decided not to wear make up that day, because after crying it would've smudged all over your face. Only wearing a pair of washed out jeans and a large shirt that you sometimes slept in.. it was ok, you weren't trying to impress anyways. If anyone with a camera approached you and the following day you're horrible looking self was the highlight of all gossip sites, at least Yoongi would have an excuse to leave your sorry , you thought.
Hair wrapped in a bun, kays dangling in your hand. Lego.
It was unusually quiet at the dance studio, not too many people around. You saw Bangtan's choreographer walking around, but he didn't pay you any attention, not even a glance. The janitor was mopping the floor, you asked him if he could let you go and fetch your charger real quick. Usually he wasn't allowed to let people in without permission. Especially young girls, for obvious reasons, but he knew who you were and that you were Yoongi's girlfriend.
"The door is not locked, go and take what you need, but in 30 minutes we're closing, so keep in mind."
30 minutes was more than you needed. You slowly walked towards the big hall, full of mirrors, where Bangtan practiced their dancing every day. There was no music, but you could hear the rhythmic steps of someone inside. That made the situation a bit awkward for you. "Ah, damn it."
So you decided to knock instead of just opening the door. The sound of footsteps ceased and a deep voice called out, a bit surprised.
"Yeah?"
You slowly opened the door and peaked inside only to find Jungkook staring at you from the other side of the hall. The sweat on his face was noticeable even from where you were standing and his wet hair was sticking on his neck and forehead as he took a deep, loud breath. You could tell he had been there, practicing for awhile now.
You knew Jungkook fairly well, he wasn't exactly your best friend, not even the member you got along best with in Bangtan, but you were friends. He was always a bit distant with you, or at least that's what you felt he came across to be. A bit shy. Even if with other people he seemed to be more like the out going type.
Smiling at him, he seemed to surprised to see you there and almost ashamed, judging by his sloppy gestures as he approached you.
"I think I forgot my charger here when I picked up Yoongi's shoes earlier today.." To be honest, a part of you regretted showing up looking like that. You really did look like you just woke up with a hangover, but at least, after training, he wasn't far away from looking like that either. You tried to avoid looking at the sweaty shirt on his body, but somehow, it acted like a magnet to your eyes. You wondered if it was obvious.
"Ahh.. yeah, yes. I knoew what you're saying. I found a charger here, I figured someone forgot it, I thought it was Jin Hyung's so I put it in my locker and I wanted to give it to him. Lucky you came haha." A short, awkward moment of silence passed before you finally asked what was, you assumed, the obvious.
"No problem haha can you give it to me now?" You both started awkwardly laughing like two stupid kindergartners. Jungkook turned around and started walking towards his locker, even his back was sweating. You followed him, beginning to feel a bit uneasy. Like someone was pressing a weight on your stomach and you became very aware of the heart beat that was echoing in your ears. You really didn't like the silence and it didin't seem like Jungkook had any plans to start convesation at that point.
"I see you've been practicing a lot lately."
He nodded in approval.
"Yeah, I have. It's really hard when everyone expects from me to be perfect and never make any mistakes. I know Yoongi has been working hard on his release too, but I think you know that already."
That statement felt like salt being poured over an open wound. You couldn't help your sad voice.
"Yeah.. I know, It's the third time this week he stood me up." It already felt like you were over sharing, but it was so hard to keep in it. You regretted saying that as soon as those words came out of your mouth so you bit your tongue. Complaining wasn't something you should do at that point, but Jungkook gave you the most surprised look.
"Really?! He stood you up? I hope he knows what he's doing.. If I wa-" cutting his statement there, he almost seemed offended by what you said and you thought that was a bit funny. Jungkook was so sweet at times.
"Why don't you come over? Me and Taehyung and Jin are cooking something and then maybe we can all watch a movie or something, bring some drinks, how does that sound?"
You really didn't expect him to make you such an offer, but you accepted without thinking twice. It was perfect, you didn't have to worry about finding someone to hang out with for the night anymore. "Wait until I change my shirt and we'll go together."
You looked at him in disapproval.
"Jungkook.. look at me; I have to go change too. I look like I live under a bridge." You giggled. Jungkook scanned you from head to toe.
"What are you saying? You look great. Come on, it's only going to be you, me, Tae and Jin. I promise the Queen of England isn't going to make an appearance tonight."
Your heart fluttered a bit, he reminded you of Yoongi, the way he spoke, that playful sarcasm. How little Yoongi cared about what you wore or if you had make up on or if your hair was done or not as long as he was with you. A sad smile appeared on your face. Truth was you didn't want to waste any time on getting ready and you didn't feel like going back home either.
"It's ok. I have my own car, I'll just follow yours."
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