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scarlet2007 · 9 months
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⊹ ₊˚꒷꒦︶⊹ Highschool sweethearts₊︶꒷꒦︶
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
Pairing: Yandere! BTS Jimin x reader. [ Master list ]
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
Summary: You caught the attention of the highschool sweetheart.
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
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꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
Warnings: Yandere themes, Kidnapping, use of Chloroform, Possessive and manipulating behaviour, Peer pressure, controlling behaviour.
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
Word count: 1.3k
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
It was finally happening. It was the end of the school year, and Jimin was finally graduating. You were more happy about it than he was, as now you won't have to face him in school anymore.
He was in his senior year of high school while you were in your junior year. Everything was fine, until one day you caught the attention of the sweetest guy in high school. Or at least that's what everyone says he is.
You at first liked him, he was gentle, handsome and popular but never once did he act coldly towards anyone. He would even stand up to those who would get bullied. He was the embodiment of kindness and everyone loved him, even teachers and staff.
And that was what made you helpless.
You could never forget that day, and Jimin made sure that you never will.
Oh, how you wished you never participated in that damned dance competition that your high school organised.
It was the start of the year when the dance competition was announced. You were pretty thrilled to participate as dancing was one of the things you felt confident in. The teacher that was in charge of organizing loved your enthusiasm as you were one of the first people to participate from your year.
You got the second prize in the female category while Jimin got the first prize in male. And in the general category, you got the first prize, a tie between you and Jimin.
You walked up to the stage as you bowed down to the hosts and Jimin, as he was your senior, before taking your certificate and shared trophy. Your hand brushed against his as you both held the trophy, standing close to each other as the photographer took a photo of you both.
Walking off the stage, Jimin caught your hand in his, making you turn around.
"Oh, um, can I have your number? To discuss who should take this trophy, of course." He chuckled nervously, smiling at you as he blushed slightly.
You, of course, were smitten by him. With how cute he looked as he asked you, reminding you of an innocent child asking their parents for something sweetly.
Oh, how wrong you were.
OlYou nodded as you gave him your number without any second thoughts.
Oh, that was one of your many mistakes. Your fate was already sealed.
After that, you and Jimin decided to keep the trophy at your house.
You and Jimin started to chat everyday, to the point that you both were constantly texting each other and talking to each other in real life.
It was almost like a dream! A dream come true!
Oh, but nightmares are dreams too, sweetheart.
It started out small, but soon enough, you started to notice how Jimin was constantly trying to manipulate you. You, at first, thought that perhaps you were being paranoid as Jimin was too nice to do such a thing! And even your best friend agreed when you told her about it. But after a while, it became clear. Jimin was not only manipulative, but also possessive. And when you realised it, it was too late.
You blocked him after confronting him about it several times, and every time he denied such a thing until you had enough and blocked him, but it was hard because having to face him in school everyday was a pain in your ass. Him constantly making a big show of how sorry he was in front of everyone and you had to accept his apology under peer pressure. You had no one. Even your best friend didn't believe you.
And soon enough, you barely talked to anyone but Jimin. And when you weren't talking to Jimin, you were only allowed to talk to females, not that you mind, but the more you obeyed his rules, the more overbearing he started to act. He became too obsessed.
Oh, and didn't I mentioned that you both weren't even dating yet? Ah, yes, that's right, sweetie! You both were still friends! But that all changed that day.
It was the early August, the rain was pouring heavily, and you were walking out from detention. It was the first time you ever got detention and for what? Even you don't know. You walked up to your homeroom to get your books from your locker.
Petals fell over your head from the bucket over the door as you opened it, your eyes widened as your friends, classmates, seniors and even some teachers stood in front of you. The whole classroom was decorated and there was even a cake on a desk. But what made you more shocked was Jimin. He was in the middle, kneeling down as he held a bouquet of flowers in his hands before he asked you to be his girlfriend.
That was it, your fate was officially sealed yet again.
You should've said no, and you would've said no if it wasn't for the peer pressure, and Jimin knew it.
Almost everyone was chanting, "Say yes! Say yes!" While you stood there in shock and horror. Before muttering a small "Yes", while trying not to cry. Everyone thought that you were so touched that you got emotional, but only one person knew that your tears weren't of joy, they were of horror. And that person was Jimin.
He smiled sweetly at you as he wrapped his arms around you before kissing the top of your head while whispering, "You're mine." In your ears as you shivered in his arms.
A shiver ran down your shine as Jimin gently shook your shoulder, bringing you out of your thoughts. Jimin smiling face greeted you as he stood in front of you with a rose. He wanted to get the trophy back and you agreed, wanting to get rid of that damned thing as soon as possible as it kept reminding you of your cursed fate. But fews days after prom, he suddenly asked you to take it back, saying that he doesn't want it anymore. You tried to refuse, not wanting to keep that reminder with you anymore and not wanting to meet him either. But he kept insisting, to the point it almost sounded like he was begging you and you agreed to take it back, wanting him to stop calling and texting you every other minute just to beg pathetically.
Oh, you shouldn't have given in, sweetie.
He was standing there with a creepy grin on his face. There is something off about him right now. 'Its probably because of the surrounding...' you thought. Jimin called you to the usual "secret" place that you both made as your "personal hang out place", it was night time now and you are in a forest, not deep but still far enough for no one to notice you both. Jimin first took you here when you were having troubles concentrating, the woods were peaceful, it helped a lot and you wanted to keep this place a secret because you don't want people to come here and make it noisy.
"Sweetheart, I have been waiting for this moment for such a long time..." You looked at him, confused as to why he was looking forward to return the trophy.
He chuckled as he stepped closer to you before pulling you into a hug. He caressed your cheeks gently, he had a handkerchief in his hand and for some reason, it was wet.
You leaned away in disgust as the wet handkerchief touched your face. It wasn't uncommon for Jimin to roam around with a handkerchief, he had a habit of carrying one with him almost everywhere.
"Jimin, the fuc-", you were cut off as he pushed the handkerchief against your mouth and nose, covering it completely. You looked at him alarmed as your hands tried to push him away. You scratched him, tried to push him away, held your breath as much as you could, kicked him, pushed your body against his. You tried it all.
All you could remember was Jimin whispering in your ear sweetly, "You're mine, now no one can take you away from me. No one, even you."
꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
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꒷꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒦꒷︶꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒷꒦꒷︶꒦ ͘ ˖ ⊹
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n-e--r-v-e-s · 6 months
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Suga 🖤
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btsfan15 · 1 year
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HE IS SO FUCKING CUTE I LITERALLY CRIED A RIVER OF TEARS
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saraharchivee · 6 months
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regency era😳
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fckingyouts · 1 year
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🎂 YOONGI BIRTHDAY 🎂
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Lacuna Masterlist ^^
Lacuna | Pt. 1
Lacuna | Pt. 2
Lacuna | Pt. 3
Lacuna | Pt, 4
Lacuna | Pt. 5 
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f4iry-yoongs · 8 months
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Min Yoongi!!!!
how is he even real!? it's not a want, it's a NEED😩
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lieblingspulli · 2 years
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Love Is Meant to Be Kept : BTS
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Love Is Meant To Be Kept : BTS
W.C: 1.4k
Yoongi X Reader
Summary: Someone is a little insecure today and their partner comes to the rescue with a little dancing and a lot of love <3
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A/N: So. I said I was gonna write all my prompts and stuff before August ended but here we are. :) I don’t wanna give excuses but tbh, this is just tumblr and am I gonna die if I don’t post for a while? No. I’ve had a lot going on having a quarter life crisis so here is my apology and comfort piece for you if you also are going through it right now. Thanks for all the support you all give me despite my sporadic posting!!! Seriously, seeing your likes and reblogs makes my day so much better. I see you all and love you <3333 . 
P.S. This post is inspired by my favorite singers such as Etta James, Billie Holiday, and Ella Fitzgerald. If you wanna put some ambience on, I suggest listening to some of these amazing Jazz singers!
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You were walking through the park today for your evening stroll when you spotted an old couple feeding ducks together. The evening wasn’t anything special in particular, in fact it was like every other day you walked in Olympic park. The sky was moderately clear, the weather nice and cool due to it being the end of summer and start of the Autumn season. Everyone was beginning to come out more because the humidity was lessening by the day.  Even though it occasionally rained, you still walked the path every single evening before Yoongi came back from his studio and you made dinner. It gave you a chance to actually see the outside world before coming back to your little one in the living room. 
Being a producer yourself was hard enough as it is, but dating one and a global superstar at that was beyond hard you had to admit. Time was limited for your own enjoyment, let alone your time for each other, but you still made time. Yoongi actively made the choice to be there for you at your worst and at your best, so you did the same for him, giving him as much as you could at all times. These walks let you recharge from the day's work and get mentally ready for your evening of relaxation. Despite what everyone says, relaxation takes some time to prepare for too. 
As you study the old couple bicker and laugh over which slice of lettuce should go to which duck or swan, you try to picture yourself and Yoongi in their place. You imagine him contently watching you crouch by the shore of the pond and feed the ducks as he sits on a bench holding the bag of food. Yoongi is such a passive being that you can only picture him occasionally jokingly complain about how cold it's getting, or just simply zoning out and watching you be. You smile at the thought of Yoongi growing old with you and existing with you so far into the future. 
These thoughts stay with you as you circle back to your starting point and see many other people bike past you and see parents with their children on bikes. You stay on the walking path and observe how easy it is for others to exist in their family’s company. 
With the sun setting you continue back to your apartment, straying away from the park path and keeping an eye on the time. Yoongi should just about be done with his day’s work if it's a normal day. Sometimes he stays late, sometimes he finishes early. You walk with ease past the convenience store where you usually get late night ice cream. 
Just as you open the door and take off your shoes, you hear some footsteps down the corridor and the loving words you hear every evening. 
“I’m home early, how was your day?” Yoongi walks up to you and encircles you in a warm hug. He seems mildly tired as his shoulders relax against your hands. You smile into his embrace before looking up and into his eyes. 
“The team rejected my song today. They want a more upbeat title track and said mine was suited better for a B-side and for a different concept. Basically putting it into the trash is what they did.” You frown at him and try to copy his signature flat mouthed frown. He automatically does the face and huffs. 
“Hey, that doesn’t mean it isn’t good though. They do that to me all the time, it’s okay.” 
You pouted and snuggled into his shoulder. 
“You don’t even bring like ninety percent of your work to the team though.” 
“Hey,” Yoongi rubs your shoulder and molds into your figure. “It’s not about what I don’t show them. It’s about what I do show them because I think my work might fit and it doesn’t. Not everything works out how we want it to. I’m sorry Jagi.” He pushes you away and holds you at arms length. 
“Let me listen to what you gave them.” 
“What?” 
“You heard me. I wanna see what they rejected.” 
“Yoongi..” 
“Please? I’m sure it’s amazing.” 
“I’m not sure.” 
Yoongi intently gazed into your eyes and cracked a smile. He knew the smile broke you. 
“Fine. Let me get my laptop.” 
Yoongi firmly nodded and sauntered over to the couch where his water bottle waited for him. You fished your laptop out from the bag next to the kitchen table and laid it out before you as you sat on the couch into Yoongi’s open arm. 
As you pressed play, you thought of the old couple you saw earlier and realized that maybe the old man had been comforting his wife after a bad day. Maybe he wanted to take his wife on a special day of relaxation. Here, Yoongi was trying to do the same thing, except with some validation sprinkled in. 
You listened to the song and immediately thought of what management had said about it. It sounded too much like a cheesy love song, and not enough about an exciting summer fling. The song gave too much hopeless romance and not enough fiery passion. You frowned as the demo ended, not even looking up at your boyfriend for a response. 
A pause ensued. 
“I think this is one of your best yet.” Yoongi looked at you, looking at your screen. You were about to close the tab when Yoongi quickly grabbed you hand and snatched the laptop. 
“Hey! I was gonna-” 
“You were going to close it, I know.” He said as a matter of fact. Yoongi placed the laptop on the coffee table, pressed play again and got up, extending a hand to you. 
You looked back up at him, bewildered. 
“Oh come on, its your song, don’t tell me you won’t dance to it!” Yoongi groaned and stubbornly motioned his open hand to you, before huffing and pulling you up into his arms. 
“I didn’t pen you to be such an enthusiastic dancer babe.” You giggled and he huffed annoyingly as he began to sway to the music. You pressed closer into him and rested your head on his shoulder. 
“I really meant what I said. The production of this song is really really good. Amazing even.” He whispered over the song. 
“Thank you Yoongi. Management doesn’t think so.” You pouted. 
“Hey, it doesn’t matter what management says. Think of this as a personal best, like a personal record on a run or something.” 
“You don’t even run.” 
“Shut up, that’s besides the point.” 
You giggled and he suddenly twirled you, leaving you in an even more breathless giggle. 
As you settled into his movement and the song ended, the silence felt warm and inviting. You stared into Yoongi’s soft eyes and he lovingly gazed back into yours. 
“I’m so glad you have beautiful eyes.” You smiled. He looked taken back as if he had taken offense. 
“Are you telling me you wouldn’t love me if I had ugly eyes?” He laughed and his eyes creased a bit. You shook your head and faked innocence. 
“Absolutely not what I was trying to say! I just love your eyes. I fell in love with them as soon as I saw you. Like a sign almost. This is my person.” 
“Yah, that’s so cheesy!” He snickered. You rolled your eyes. 
“Seriously though, I love you. I want to keep you forever with me because I do.” You kissed his cheek and he continued to sway with you to an imaginary beat. 
“You wanna know something?” 
“What?” You whispered.
“My love for you is meant to be kept. Keep it with you always. Whatever I give, is meant for only you.” Yoongi looked at you before softly kissing your lips.  
“Hey, now you’re being cheesy!” You smiled and kissed him back. 
Just then your stomach rumbled and you both stopped dancing. 
“That sounds like our cue to eat some takeout?” 
“Yoongi, you know I could never say no to takeout.” 
Yoongi silently celebrated and you shook your head. 
“You have to order though.” 
Yoongi stopped and frowned. “What? Come on.” 
“It’s your fault for being so hopelessly romantic. I’m gonna go shower now.” You quickly stepped away and sprinted for the bedroom. 
“Hey!” Was all you heard as you closed the bathroom door behind you, knowing Yoongi would absolutely order the takeout and probably even set the table too. 
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lillithlfe · 10 months
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Jimin: See, I know we have our differences and that you do not harbor cordial feelings towards me. But for not our sake, but the others', we need to get a long. So, I suggest a truce, what'd u say?
Chair:
Jimin: *starts an electric saw* I see you've made your choice.
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imalforeman · 1 year
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Wanted to post this back in March for Mr. Yoongi’s birthday but life gets busy girl. Happy belated March 9th!!!
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btsfan15 · 1 year
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HE'S SO PRETTY LAWD
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yoonkiki1 · 2 years
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jwehobe · 2 years
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crimsonfic · 2 years
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When You’re Mad at Him
- BTS Imagine
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My ARMY followers I’m so sorry it’s been such a long time since I’ve posted something for you. Forgive me ! 💜
Namjoon:
-Apologizes immediately
-even if he didn’t do anything, or doesn’t know what he did.
-doesn’t like to argue and takes it really hard if you’re mad at him
-however, if you’re being unreasonable he will tell you
“Namjoon.”
Turns his attention to you immediately, a look of surprise on his face because there is only one reason you would ever be calling him by his full name but he doesn’t know what he did.
“Yes?” He asks.
“Why are there clothes all over the bed?”
His mouth drops open as he remembers he was supposed to fold the laundry today like you asked him. He gets up from his seat on the couch and quickly comes into the bedroom where you’re standing in the doorway.
He squeezes pass you and kisses your cheek, before sitting on the bed beginning to fold the clothes he abandoned.
“I’m sorry, I got distracted.”
“Uh huh, sure you did.” You grumble as you begin removing your clothes. You had a long day at work and the messy bed was just the icing on the cake because you wanted to lay down and relax.
“I’m sorry baby, I’ll be done in no time.”
“It should’ve been done, now I can’t lay down.”
He pulls the clothes closer to him, moving the pile he already folded over as well so you could lay down in the bed.
“You can, come on.” He gestures to the empty spot.
“No, I want to lay in peace.”
He makes a face at your words. There are no longer clothes in your way, you can easily lay down. He sighs when he sees you standing with your arms folded, stripped to your undergarments with your work clothes already thrown in the hamper.
“Baby, this is silly. You can lay down. There is nothing in the way. If it’s still bothering you, you can go lay on the couch and I’ll come get you when I’m completely done.” He says in an even tone, not wanting to trigger you. You’re clearly irritable and he doesn’t want to add to it.
You huff and crawl into the bed. Turning away from him, you throw the comforter over your head, mumbling about how he doesn’t listen to you.
He nods his head absently as he listens to you fuss. He doesn’t think it’s a big deal, but he recognizes this probably just pushed you to the edge.
When he finishes and puts all your clothes away, he gets into bed behind you, and wraps his arms around your waist.
“Wanna talk about it?” He asks softly.
He’s not going to let you stay mad.
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Seokjin:
-Depending on what you’re mad about, he’s cracking jokes to diffuse the tension
-8/10 cracking jokes
-2/10……he’ll get mad BECAUSE you’re mad at him
-playfully will argue back
-but he’ll give you space if he’s mad too, followed up with jokes
“I really don’t care Jin save it. There’s no excuse.”
“I’m sorry why are you mad?” He asks, knowing full well why you’re upset.
“I’m not in the mood to play Jin.”
“Whose playing?” His face is straight. Stoic. Neutral, although he is indeed playing.
“Just take me home.”
“Okay.” He shrugs, as he keeps his eyes on the road.
It’s not that he doesn’t care about your feelings, in fact he feels so uncomfortable inside because he doesn’t ever want you to be mad at him. This is just how he deals with it.
You’re upset with him because he was late picking you up from the mall. He said he was on his way but he wasn’t, which left you standing outside for 5 minutes.
“Did you have fun?”
No answer.
“Get everything you needed?”
No answer.
“Want some food?”
When you look at him, that hopeful and excited look in your eye, he starts laughing. “I’ll only feed you if you give me a kiss.”
“Jin-”
“Now woman!”
You lean over and kiss him. In response he playfully bats his eyelashes and fans his face.
“Okay, what do you want to eat?” He smiles, laughing out loud as you roll your eyes, a smirk appearing on your face.
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Yoongi:
-hates when your mad so much
-wants to get to the root of the problem
-always calm
-makes it easy to talk it out
-body language may seem stand offish but he never is
-wants love after cause it hurts his feelings when you’re upset at him
-never tells you but you’ve learned yourself
Yoongi sits with his arms and legs crossed in front of him, his eyes on the floor.
“Can you explain it to me?” He asks you as you pace back and forth.
With a sigh you try to explain to him why him not bringing you food back home when he comes back with food for himself makes you feel forgotten about.
“So….I shouldn’t have gotten food?”
“No Yoongi, you can get food, but bringing it home without bringing me something too is shitty.”
He nods his head. “Okay, do you want me to go get you something?”
“No! I can get my own food since you weren’t thinking about me.” You huff as you walk into the kitchen. You let the cabinets bang loudly as you look for something to cook. There were hardly any groceries in the house. Everything was frozen, even the chicken you took out the freezer in the morning was still frozen.
You storm out the kitchen and begin putting on your shoes and jacket. You don’t notice Yoongi walked up behind you until you feel his hands on your hip.
“I’ll come with you.”
“Oh don’t worry about me I’ve got it.” You say sarcastically.
“Do you want to share my food?”
“No.”
“Okay you can have it.”
“No.”
His grip on you tightens when your hand reaches for the door handle.
“Then stay here and I’ll go get whatever you want okay? I’m sorry. I really am, I didn’t even think about how rude it is to do what I did. Just tell me what to get.”
You feel your resolve weakening because Yoongi is always so calm and sweet even if you yell at him. Honestly you were just hangry. Yes your feelings were hurt, but it turned into anger before you could even stop it.
“Let’s just go together.” You say as you relax.
He quickly slides his shoes on, but immediately stands in front of you, squeezing in between you and the door.
“Are you still mad at me?”
“No.” You answer.
He pulls you into a hug. He feels so much relief and comfort holding you in his embrace. He never wants you mad at him. Honestly, he can’t take it. It makes him feel sick. When your arms wrap around him he melts.
“I love you.” He says as he lets his face drop into your shoulder. “I’ll get you whatever you want.”
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Hoseok:
-Please….he shuts down.
-brain literally gives out, and he goes on auto pilot
-they’re like bad dreams for him
-he actively always tries to make you happy so if he does the opposite he malfunctions
-kinda lets you scold him and be mad at him, he internalizes it then will try to make it up by giving you gifts
He doesn’t realize you’re mad at him until he goes to hug you and you move away.
Shock appears on his face and a little noise of surprise leaves his mouth. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
Oh. He knows what that means. He turns around and leaves, going upstairs to your room so you have your space. Laying on the bed he racks his brain to figure out what he did. He comes up with nothing because he was at a photo shoot today. He wasn’t even with you so he couldn’t have upset you. Did I forget to do something? He thinks to himself. When he comes up with nothing he’s back at square one, stumped.
He pulls out his phone as he sighs. That’s when he recognizes he has message notifications. Opening them up, he sees you texted him. 8 hours ago!
He gasps quietly to himself as he opens the messages.
-how’s it going baby?
-let me know when you’re on your way home.
-I hope all is well
-I love you!
His hand slides down his face as his stomach churns. You hate to be ignored, and while it was unintentional he knows you were probably going crazy all day having not heard anything from him at all. Then to say I love you and get nothing back, he wouldn’t like that either.
He texts his assistant, knowing it wouldn’t be wise for him to leave the house himself right now.
He stays in your bedroom, waiting for you to come upstairs, but you won’t. Not when you’re mad at him. He hears the tv on downstairs and knows you’re probably snuggled up on the couch, not even actually watching the tv.
-it was wild. I’ll have to tell you in person
-I’m sorry
-it went fine. All was well
-I love you too. So much!
He texts you, making sure he responded to each comment you made.
When you text back ‘lol’, he knows to stay right where he is for now.
Finally, about an hour later his assistant texts him, and your doorbell rings. He listens closely as you answer the door. Only when he hears you sit back down does he get up. He walks downstairs slowly, hoping you won’t blow up at him. He approaches the couch slowly. He sees the roses you just received on the table in a vase, and you’re holding the card he told his assistant to write out for him. The box of your favorite chocolates are sitting on your lap.
When you finally look at him, a small smile on your lips and unshed tears in your eyes he quickly comes to your side hugging you. It’s a breath of fresh air to finally be able to hold you after spending most of the day apart.
“Are you still mad at me?” He asks.
You shake your head no.
“Good. I love you and I’m sorry.” He smiles his usual bright smile as he slightly bounces with excitement.
Don’t you ever get mad at him again 🥺
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Jimin:
-tries to end it/solve immediately
-doesn’t like arguing with you, doesn’t like to be mad, and doesn’t like when you’re mad
-sensitive about you being mad at him
-explains himself and why he didn’t intend to upset you, hoping it helps you be less mad
-touchy even when you’re mad
-pouts
-sweet talks you
“Jimin, why aren’t you dressed?” You ask him as you come out of your bathroom to see him lounging on the bed.
“What do you mean?” He asks as he turns to look at you.
Instantly you’re upset. You already know this means he forgot about your dinner reservation. You haven’t been able to go on a date in months because he’s been so busy, however, you planned ahead of time to go to the new restaurant you’ve both been wanting to try.
“Why are you dressed? Where are you going?” He sits up taking in your appearance. You look stunning but he really didn’t know you had plans.
“Jimin Park, I swear if you’re not dressed in 5 minutes I’m leaving you here and I won’t be back until tomorrow.”
Still confused, he scrambles out of bed, he doesn’t know what’s going on but he does know that you’re mad. He doesn’t want that, so he’s rushing to get dressed. You’re dressed up nice so he does his best to look good in the short amount of time given but of course you leave when 5 minutes come, just like you said.
He doesn’t worry about it much as he puts his shoes and socks on. He calls you but you don’t answer. He grabs his own keys in case you’re not downstairs by the time he gets down there. You wouldn’t actually leave him with him hurrying behind you right?
Wrong.
You are a person of your word but you must be really mad to actually leave him. He gets in his car and calls you again, but you don’t answer so he tracks your location and follows you. When he pulls up outside the restaurant he knows exactly why you’re upset and it makes him feel awful.
Jimin loves dates, he loves going out with you, and yet he completely overlooked the first date you were supposed to have after months apart. He’s only a few minutes behind you so he takes his time getting out of the car. He makes sure he looks good, and not like he got caught in whirlwind before going inside the restaurant. He doesn’t have to say anything as the hostess nods and leads him to a private area at the back.
You’re sitting looking at the menu and he feels his heart squeeze at the sight of you. You look sad and mad all at once. A slight pout on your face.
He slides into the big comfy booth beside you. Immediately his arm wraps around your hip, and he glances at the menu in front of you. He spots one of your favorite champagnes just as the waiter comes over and asks for your drink orders and introduces himself. Jimin orders a bottle and when the waiter leaves he nuzzled into your neck and places a kiss there.
“I’m sorry I forgot my love. Please don’t be mad at me.” He speaks softly right beside your ear.
You sigh. Jimin is so smooth. Curse his stupid beautiful voice and his stupid soft hands, and his stupid beautiful face. He looks like he just hopped off the runway after getting dressed in less than 10 minutes, and he ordered your favorite champagne without you even having to ask. But you’re still mad. Or you’re trying to be. You’re not sure anymore.
“There’s no excuse, I should’ve remembered and for that I’m so sorry. You tell me how I can make it up to you and I’ll do it, okay?” He kisses your cheek as his thumb rubs up and down the side of your hip.
You don’t say anything as he pushes all your former rage away.
“I’m so happy to be here with you.” He flirts in your ear, making you roll your eyes weakly.
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Taehyung:
-Tries to stay soft spoken because his voice is deep and he doesn’t want you to think he’s yelling at you
-eyes are widened in shock or fear; depends why you’re mad
-begs for forgiveness
-tries to lighten the mood by making faces but if it doesn’t work he’s back to being wide eyed
-asks a lot of questions
“Kim Taehyung!” You screech before slamming the fridge door.
He sits up straight from his spot at his desk and slowly turns around. “Yes?” He calls.
“Did you eat my leftovers?” You ask.
He wants to say no but that’ll make it worse. He winced as he answers. “Yes.”
He can hear you stomping over to him. “Why!” You ask as you stand in front of him with your hands on your hips.
“I-I um….I’m sorry.”
“That’s not what I asked.” You say through clenched teeth.
“I was….hungry.” He flinched before you even speak.
“Well now I’m hungry, and my leftovers are gone. So what should I do?” You tap your foot impatiently.
“I….I’m sorry.” He answers holding his hands out to you.
You ignore them. “That doesn’t bring my food back now does it?” Rolling your eyes you turn around to go to your room. You get in the bed and lay back with your arms crossed. You had been dreaming about that food and now it’s gone. While you’re in the room Tae leaves to replace your food. You did not hear him leave or come back because you were sulking. He walks quietly into the room and sits the food on the nightstand beside you and then leaves without a word.
You grab it and look it over. It’s exactly what you ordered last time.
Maybe 30 minutes later Taehyung peeks into the room.
“Are you okay?” He whispers.
“Yeah.” You frown.
“Are you still mad at me?”
“Not if you promise not to do it again.”
He quickly runs over to you and jumps in bed beside you. “I promise I won’t eat your food any more. Forgive me.” He smiles at you,
“Okay.” You nod.
“You still love me?” He asks
“Of course Tae.” You sigh playfully.
“Good cause I love you too.” He smiles as he leans his weight on you making you fall back.
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Jungkook:
-withdraws
-very quiet
-doesn’t know what to say except sorry
-takes it hard
-doesn’t want to push you or further upset you so he just asks you tell him what to do
“Bye babe I’ll be back.” Jungkook says before trying to rush out the door. You stop him by grabbing the back of his jacket. When he pauses to look at you, you let him go.
You frown as you were hoping you would be able to spend some time together. He’s only been back home for 4 days and you have yet to spend any of his free time together.
“Where are you going?”
“To meet with Lee and Bryan.” He answers.
“The people you’ve been hanging out with since you got back?” You ask.
“Yeah.”
You raise your eyebrows. Does he really not see that he’s been leaving you here all day, and you probably missed him more than Lee and Bryan. When were you going to get your full day with him?
“When’s the last time we’ve done something together?”
“We had dinner together last night. And breakfast together this morning.” He smiled laughing lightly.
You smack your lips. “Yeah, you live here, I mean spend active time together though. Like doing something fun. Or even go somewhere together.”
“Okay, we can plan something to do in a couple days. Promise.” He reaches to touch your cheek but you move away.
“Forget it. Bye.” He obviously doesn’t miss you the way you miss him. It’s not enough to just live together, he was gone for a whole month before this and once he got back he seemed more excited to hang with his friends than he was to hang with you.
You turn away from him and go sit on the couch watching the cooking show that’s on the tv.
His eyebrows lift in surprise. “Are you mad at me?” He asks.
“Nope. Bye, have fun with your friends.”
He stands there dumbstruck. You’re telling him you’re not mad, but you sound mad. After 2 minutes of standing there racking his brain on what to do he decides to text Bryan and Lee to hang out another time. He did see them yesterday and the day before.
“Hey.” He says coming to sit next to you on the couch.
You don’t respond, you don’t even look at him.
“Babe, what’s up?” He asks.
Again, you say nothing.
“Do you want to do something today?”
“I would’ve loved to not be an afterthought today, but since that already happened, nope. I’m good. I’ll just sit on the couch like I have been for weeks, twiddling my thumbs.” You turn to look at him.
He hates it. The dead look in your eyes. You’re hiding your real emotions from him. That means not only are you mad or irritated with him, but he’s hurt your feelings too.
He opens his mouth to speak but then closes it again. He was wrong, he had been treating you as an after thought, and if you didn’t say anything today he would’ve done it again. He would be mad too if the roles were reversed. Frowning, he nods his head.
“I’m sorry.” He says quietly before getting up and going to your room.
You stay separate from him. You’re not interested in speaking to him right now anyway. His Instagram stories these pass couple of days shows he was with his friends. Nothing special, no occasion, just hanging with friends. He could’ve invited you but nope. He was hanging out with the people he wanted to spend time with and it clearly wasn’t you.
Maybe one hour later he comes out your room and quietly observes you at the kitchen sink washing dishes. Seeing that you won’t make eye contact or say anything to him he walks up behind you and hugs you. Ceasing your movements.
“Tell me how to fix it. What do I have to say or do? Just tell me, because I miss you.” He says with a slight whine. “Please. I would like to make it up to you.”
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Note: I wanted these to be minuscule reasons to be mad, will do another one with more serious reasons so you can see the other ways they react to your anger.
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Lacuna | Pt. 3
An unfilled space; a gap.
Min Yoongi x reader
Genre/Tropes : established relationship, miscommunication, angst, yelling
Word count : ~2.2k
A/N : Hello sweet readers! Finally the third part!! Enjoy it please<3  Not much left before these two go heart to heart ^^ Are you excited to see how this plays out?
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Next morning Yoongi is once again met with a displeasing view. You silently rushing around the room collecting your clothes and toiletries. His breath quickens and he shoots up in bed clutching the comforter as if he has woken from a nightmare.
His eyes move around following your form and only as you turn to leave you notice him. His eyebrows furrowed a sleepy and confused expression on his face. You take it as a hint to leave the room and quickly scramble out without a word.
Yoongi holds his breath the moment your eyes meet. He couldn’t read the expression adorning your face and it scared him. He once again ran hands down his face taking in a deep breath. His heart still hammering inside. Yoongi was even more scared now then he was yesterday evening. The later realization coming back to hold him by the neck. When a thought shoots in his head. He still needs to apologize to you.
He quickly throws on sweats and moves out of the room. He can hear the shower running in the guest room and stays behind the door, scared to invade your personal space now and tick you off.
On the other side of the door you were getting dressed with those same thoughts. Scared to tick Yoongi off you try to make yourself scarce as fast as possible. The stare you’ve been met with this morning almost put you in cardiac arrest as you heart stopped.
You exit the shower and start pulling on your work clothes. Suddenly a knock on the door stops your heart once again. “Y/N?” A small voice catches your attention.
You haven’t heard your name leave his lips for so long. You stop for a moment frozen in space but quickly recover as your phone lights up with notifications. You need to hurry or you’ll be late for the new presentation.
Yoongi can hear you shuffling inside the room. Excitement fills his insides when he hears your footsteps coming closer to the door. He braces himself to face you, hug you, kiss you and fall to his knees before you to apologize. The door opens and Yoongi barely catches sight of you before you scurry down the stairs. A thought enters Yoongi’s head. You’re running away from him…
He comes after you hot on your trail. When he stands on the bottom of the staircase he can’t do anything but observe you putting on your shoes and taking you bag in your hands. That’s when it clicks for him. You’re leaving. 
He nears you in three big strides and catches your arm before you can disappear out the door. “We need to talk” he says assertively. You only look at him with big eyes and stutter out a “I’m late for work” before removing yourself from his grasp.
Yoongi stands there frozen in place. Everything seems to drop into place for him now. The detachment in your eyes, the space between you two now miles. This relationship is hanging by a thread...
You were full of adrenaline as you reached work, not only from running but from the weird morning encounter with Yoongi. You quickly pushed Yoongi out of your mind and walked through the office door. After setting your bag on your chair you grabbed your computer and set off to the meeting room.
After three hours you finally slumped down in your chair a smile adorning your face. A tear of happiness escaped your eye and you wiped it laughing. You got it. You got your position.
You could not contain yourself as you started typing out a message to Yoongi. Your finger stopped right above the send button. The whole world stilled as you deleted the message not wanting to annoy your lover any further. The thought once again made you sad… he didn’t feel like a lover any more…
“Congrats Y/N you were amazing!” Your colleague Hyun clapped you on the back. You turned to him “Oh!” You were startled but recovered “thank you, thank you” you smiled once again. “Great even amazing job on the presentation. Finally, you put that Lee in her place. Please fire her I’m getting tired of listening to her..” he rolled his eyes jokingly and lounged on your desk beside you.
Hyun kept up small talk asking you about the document, your days and finally reaching a topic of a new café down town with famous Japanese buns that you’ve been craving to try.
“That place is bomb! I was there a few times while in Japan they have the most delicious buns I have ever tried” Hyun almost melted on your desk holding his tummy “It’s all I want in life” he closed his eyes theatrically. You laugh boomed through the office at his actions and you held yourself back after receiving some judging glances. “I’m convinced alright stop making a scene someone might kill us” you giggled.
Hyun got serious, straightened up and looked into your eyes “Come with me”. Your giggle stopped in your throat “W-what?” “Come with me to the opening. We can go on Saturday it’s our free day thanks to you” he smiled. “C’mon Y/N we do need to celebrate you somehow” his eyes were full of affection.
Your head was spinning. Hyun has been your good friend for a couple of years in the company. But that’s it, there was never anything more than that. You had never taken your friendship out of the confines of this office and now you were feeling like maybe you wanted it. It was nice having him here at this moment, having someone congratulate you, take interest in you day and laugh together.
You gulped as Hyun got up from your desk a hand on your shoulder “I’ll get back to you” he smiled and walked away. Your eyes followed him and your heart lit up with a possibility of a new friendship.
While you were congratulating with Hyun, Yoongi was having a fight on his own.
Repairing his music was going as NOT smooth as possible. Despite the fact that he had no music, he also had producer Cho on his ass. Cho has not left him alone for the whole day.
Yoongi could deal with Cho being in the studio but he could no longer deal with his shouting and constant nagging, tough Yoongi could not say a thing back.
Apart from Cho, you were also on his mind. The morning encounter, the evening fight all of it pressing him from within. Yoongi wanted to cry. He wanted to cry his whole body out and curl up in your loving arms so you could nurse him to health again. He wanted everything to be alright. But most of all he wanted YOU. He wanted YOU to be alright. The thought made Yoongi tear up and drop his head into his hands for the hundredth time that day.
“Hyung it’s time for practice” Jungkooks voice filled the studio and immediately irritated Yoongi. He let out a groan “yeh I know.” Jungkook slipped into the room leaving the door ajar and and looked around awkwardly “Hyung are you alright?” He laid a comforting hand on Yoongi’s shoulder and Yoongi shot up out of the chair making Jungkook jump back and land awkwardly on the carpet before the couch. “DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM ALRIGHT?! IF YOU DON’T ALREADY SEE NO NOTHING IS ALRIGHT YOU- YOU-UH?!” Yoongi towered over the younger male body shaking with anger. It didn’t take long before all of the members filtered through the door to see what was happening. Namjoon and Jin quickly evaluated the situation and jumped in front of Yoongi making him sit at his chair while Taehyung and Jimin helped a tearful Jungkook up. “What the hell is going on here?! Jungkook are you okey?”the leader tried to bring peace back.
Yoongi glanced around the room eyes meeting Jungkooks. Eyes filled with tears looking up at him, a sight so sad it reminded him of a worse one... 
Yoongi was taken over by his emotions once more, he could feel something brewing inside him and he had no idea how he was going to deal with it without you. “Yoongi? Tell us what’s wrong? You’ve been distant for a long time now? Is it Y/N??” Jin’s voice uttering your name was like the final straw in Yoongi’s emotions and he let it all flow.
With his tears flowing down his cheeks all the hardships flowed out too. All six members sitting around now listening to their brother cry out his concerns about his relationship and work. 
“And I’m so sorry Jungkook that you happened to probe me at the worst moment. I didn’t mean to dump all of this on you…” Now Yoongi felt embarrassed not only about this Jungkook situation but also about opening to his members up about his emotions and struggles with your relationship.
“Hyung it sounds like the two of you just …grew apart…” Said Hobi and Yoongi’s head shot up to his brother eyes full of fear. “No no no not that way, maybe not grew apart but simply spent too little time together and have simply misunderstood one another’s feelings now. And to be honest time has not been kind to the two of you” Jimin tried to help his friend who looked like he was having a heart attack. 
“Jiminie is right, when was the last time you talked with Y/N?” Yoongi fell into deep thought and the members looked at him hoping for an answer. The longer they waited the more scared for their friend they got. Yoongis face went from thinking to breaking in a few seconds and tears once again flowed.
A soft chorus of “Hyung” and “Yoongi” was let out by the boys as they stood from the couch and gathered around Yoongi to hug him and wipe his tears. “Yoongi look at me. Stop crying and go. Find some flowers a nice drink and something delicious then go get your woman and tell her that you love her.” Jin looked sternly into the younger man’s eyes. 
Yoongi blinked a few times and nodded his head but then a revelation from yesterday popped back into his mind and he lowered his eyes to the floor again. “What if she doesn’t want me anymore...” he whispered the paralyzing words for the first time and it hit him more than he thought it would. The air got knocked out of Yoongi and the others noticed. “Yah! Stop it hyung!” “Yah go get Y/N! You know she loves you just don’t give up”
It felt like a breath of new air being supported by his brothers and it gave him new bravery to text you.
Yoongi: Hey...
Yoongi: When do you finish work?
Your eyes shot away from the computer and back at your phone when you read the senders name. You gulped and could feel cold sweat coating your body. The text was exactly what you had been expecting for a while. This is it. “Maybe it’s something else, c’mon respond” you thought trying to stop yourself from going into shock.
Y/N: Hi
Y/N: I finish work at 9
Y/N: Why?
Your heart beat fast and out of rhythm as you waited for a response praying for a better one than you have imagined.
Yoongi: I’ll pick you up.
You sat now thoroughly confused by the message. Why would he want to pick you up? Was he at home now? He wouldn’t just break up with you now would he?
If this situation had occurred weeks ago you would have jumped up and down at the thought of your boyfriend being spontaneous, however now it only served to make you nervous. You couldn’t imagine being at such a close proximity with him.
“Y/N did you get my message?” Junhi stood at your door and you awoke from the nightmare that was going on inside your head thanks to your boyfriend. “Ah message? Oh yes yes I got it sorry” you buffered looking at your computer screen trying to find a message. 
“Interesting” Junhi chuckles. “Huh..?” You turn to him dishevelled. “I didn’t send you any messages. Are your messages haunted sweets?” Junhi came inside your cubicle and sat on your desk. “Don’t call me that it sounds like we’re dating or something..” you lowered your gaze in disgust. 
“That doesn’t sound that bad huh? I could be your work boyfriend? We’d make an office power couple. At least you’d have someone to attend the party with on Friday” he flashed a smile searching your eyes for contact. He locked his eyes on yours finally and you let out a weak chuckle ‘this idiot again…’ . “Is there anything you need help with Junhi?” you asked looking through your documents, only one man on your mind, heartbeat elevated.
Please don’t let this be our end…
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