I WROTE THIS BECAUSE WITH THE RELEASE OF YOONGI’S MIXTAPE, I FEEL LIKE IM CHEATING ON MY BIAS NAMJOON. HAHA I HOPE THIS WRECKS YOUR FEELS.
Scenario - You are dating Yoongi and are at his mixtape release party when you see him kissing another girl.
The atmosphere of the club was stuffy and everything smelled like sweat and liquor. You nursed your bottle of beer and looked around for the star of the show - your boyfriend - Yoongi. After quite a while of scanning the dance floor with your eyes you realized you would need to recruit help to find your lover. You walked over to Hoseok who was sitting at the other end of the bar.
"Hey! How’s the party going for you, Hobi?” You smiled at your close friend sweetly.
“Ah! It’s great! I just have yet to hear the perfect song to dance!”
“Of course.” You giggled at his silliness. “Have you seen Yoongi around?”
“Ah…yeah. I think I saw him over by the couches. Talking to some fans as always!” Hobi laughed awkwardly as if something was a bit off.
“Hm, okay then. Uh, is everything okay?”
“Yeah! Yeah! I just really want to dance, but why don’t we find Suga hyung for right now?”
You nodded and began to walk through the large crowd of sweaty bodies and grinding couples. This kinda of dancing was something you had wished to do with Yoongi, but he always managed to disappear when you two went to clubs together. As you appeared on the other side of the dance floor you scanned the couches for your boyfriend and the man of the night. You eyes instantly found his bleached hair and began to walk his way slowly, noticing the swarms of girls sitting close to him.
You watched quietly from afar as Yoongi had his arm around two of the girls, their breast spilling out of their leather tops and their manicured nails practically digging into his chest. He smirked, looking and feeling like a true celebrity as the girls fawned over him, offering him shots and trying to shove their chests into his face. Then Yoongi did something that shocked you. One of the bimbos surrounding him had been whispering in his ear the whole time and Yoongi eventually pulled her away from his neck and crashed his lips onto hers, capturing her mouth in a sloppy, drunk kiss.
You put your hand over your mouth, suppressing a gasp. Hobi had reminded you of his presence by placing a soft, comforting hand on your shoulder. You stared blankly ahead, still watching your boyfriend make out with the girl. You didn’t care how drunk or high on power he might have been, nothing could excuse this Before you knew it a hand was now rubbing your back, along with Hoseok’s hand on your shoulder. You turned around to see a sober Jin giving you eyes of pity. At your best friend looks you couldn’t help but break down now. You hugged tightly onto Jin and let out soft sobs, your state of shock finally breaking through.
Jin wiped away your tears as Hoseok still rubbed your back. Jin bent down slightly to look you in the eyes.
“Lets get out of here, yah? Get some ice cream and go relax at home?”
You simply sniffled and nodded. You decided to try for the whole ‘being strong and fierce’ approach tomorrow. Tonight, you just wanted to cry and be as melancholic as you deserved to be.
Jin grabbed your hand in his and walked you out of the night club, trying his best to avoid everyone he could. Hoseok had decided to stay to take care of the other boys. Right as you exited the doors of the night club, flashing lights attacked your eyes. Paparazzi bombarded you, and just made you feel more overwhelmed. Jin wrapped an arm around you protectively and pulled you into his chest while trying to walk past the cameras. He knew you couldn’t take all of this after what you just witnessed inside.
Real sorry - But time skip
The next morning you woke up in the apartment Jin shared with Yoongi and Namjoon. You were asleep on Jin’s bed and when you looked on the floor you saw Jin passed out in what seemed like an uncomfortable position. You suddenly felt guilty. Jin had taken care of you all last night and you didn’t even let him have the bed in your depressed, shaken state?
Now that your senses were coming back you also realized the change of clothing on you. The tight cocktail dress you had worn last night was no where to be seen, and instead you were in Jin’s t-shirt and a pair of your own mini pajama shorts. In the back of your mind you could just vaguely remember Jin saying he had found the shorts in Yoongi’s room from the last time you slept over and you could see yourself going to the bathroom to change.
Everything from last night seemed to be a blur except for one thing, flashing brightly in your mind was the image of Yoongi and that bimbo at the club. You were now sitting up on Jin’s bed, feeliing tons of emotions swirling through your body. Then you peeked down at Jin on the floor again.
“He took care of me and was sweet enough to do all of this, I bet Yoongi is still with that bimbo so I’ll go cook Jin a thank you breakfast!” You thought to yourself.
You stepped quietly out of the bed, trying your hardest not to wake up your best friend. You tip toed all the way to the kitchen. Jin’s tee shirt reached your mid thigh, covering your shorts completely.
You made eggs, bacon, pancakes and even a side of toast and fruit salad. It looked like you cooked for an army, but you knew Jin had one of the biggest appetites out of all the members.
As you finished putting all the food on plates and were about to call Jin to eat, you heard the front door unlocking. You shook your head assuming it to be Namjoon or one of the others. You doubted that Yoongi would wake up this early, especially if he had spent the night with the girl from the club.
You turned your back to the door and continued to focus on the food. You bent of to reach for one of the napkins under the sink when you heard someone cough behind you. You turned around, coming face to face with your unfaithful boyfriend.
You stared at Yoongi, who was obviously hungover, a scowl on your face. He had fully looked you up and down now, and seeing you in his hyung’s shirt, with (what looked like) no pants under it had put a scowl on his own face.
You pushed past Yoongi and rearranged the food on the plates, feeling awkward already. There was a long sullen silence until Yoongi decided to break the ice.
“So, is this what I get at my own celebration party? My girlfriend sneaking around with my band mate?!”
You scoffted and turned towards Yoongi sharply, pointing a finger in his face.
“Don you even dare try to accuse me of being the cheater, you unfaithful pig!”
You couldn’t even control the volume of your voice anymore. All of the sadness you had last night had transformed itself into unforgiving anger.
“yah! Who are you calling a pig? I’m the one here tired after a great party to see you practically naked in my kitchen, cooking for another man!”
“Cooking for another man is much more mundane compared to you shoving your tongue down fans throats at that ‘great party’! Tell me, where did you sleep last night?”
“Me? I got kicked out of the club around 4 and went over to Jimin’s to pass out! What the hell are you even talking about?”
You gaped at Yoongi, shocked at his lack of memories. He didn’t look all that hammered when it happened, last night!
“Why don’t you think long and hard on all the events at the club that happened. Meanwhile, I have some people to thank by making food. You better hope it didn’t get too cold and until you remember what you did and want to apologize for it, stay the hell away from me.”
You grabbed the large tray in which you had packed with the plates of food and marched off towards Jin’s room again.
Yoongi sat down on one of the kitchen chairs after your outburst. Shoving his tongue down a fans throat? His brain couldn’t even process that thought, the thought of ever cheating on someone as amazing as you. He closed his eyes and tried his hardest to replay the previous nights events, despite his raging headache. Then suddenly it all came back to him.
The girls had all been fans, shouting praise to the rooftops about his mixtape, which was well-deserved. He didn’t feel right sending them off or dismissing them when they moved closer and started to share drinks after they had said such sweet things about his music. That was naive of him to do because the next thing he knew he was tipsy and one of the girls were whispering dirty things in his ear. Then he could vaguely remember himself making out with that same girl for a long portion of the night, instead of spending anytime with his date and his amazingly supportive girlfriend. During all this time Yoongi had barely been giving you attention, much too focused on writing music. And you were fine with this. You knew how much his music meant to him and hadn’t once went on a rampage, even when he forget dates and even your anniversary.
How had Yoongi repaid you? By kissing some other girl on the one night he had officially set aside to party with you. He couldn’t understand how you hadn’t dumped him yet. There was no way you could love him anymore, not after all he had done. No wonder you easily cozied up to Jin, his hyung was practically a perfect gentleman and even Suga knew that in the long run, Seokjin would probably be better for you.
Jin and you sat on the bed, you eating a single piece of toast, giggling as you watched him go to town on the meal you made. He moaned and groaned with every bite he took.
“Y/n-ah! This might be better than my cooking. It’s amazing. Thank you so much.”
“It’s alright, oppa! No thanks needed, it’s just to repay you for everything you’ve done.”
“So…” Jin took another small bite. “Have you…have you spoken to him yet?”
“Yah…we got into a bit of a shouting match earlier…he acted like he didn’t remember a single thing, but I don’t know if I can do this anymore.”
“It’s been so long since he’s shown me any affection. So long since we have touched, cuddled, even kissed. I don’t even remember the last time he said he loved me, Jin.”
You looked up at Jin with tears pooling in your eyes.
“I don’t know if I can handle feeling...invisible anymore.”
With those words and the thoughts you had on really ending things you allowed the dam behind your eyelids to break and fell into Jin’s lap, giving away every vulnerability you had with your tears.
Behind Jin’s door, Yoongi slid to the floor. He knew he should have treated you better, should have never taken you for granted. But he just couldn’t change the past no matter how much he wished he could. All he ever thought he wanted was music, but now that you were about to leave him for good, music felt worthless and meaningless. He had to make all of this up to you. He was determined to make you happy again and to have you fall in love with the proper man that he could be. He didn’t want you to think of him as cheating jerk that just took advantage of your love. He wanted you to be the woman he would forever adore.
With that thought in mind, Yoongi walked to his studio, a plan already in his mind. He would win back your trust before you dumped him, no matter what the consequences were. He would do it for you.
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