Pandora's box

It’s cruel to say the least. But… Namjoon now knows how it feels to be declined. You are still shutting him down in private, he did that to you in front of his whole friend group. And suddenly eleven months don’t feel too short anymore - it feels long enough to grow a habit of staying in your presence, in your love, in the warmth of your shadow. 

And he can’t take this absolute silence anymore. Fuck the break! He will do whatever it takes to see you once, to talk to you, to come to a common ground. 

And that is what brings him here today, in this favorite cafe of yours. He knows for a fact that you will drop by here to have your usual Sunday breakfast and he will catch you at the right moment. 

Sitting at a corner of the bustling cafe, Namjoon patiently waits for you to arrive. Just when he takes the second sip on his iced americano, the cafe door opens with a jingle. His eyes move at the speed of light as he finds you walking into the cafe wearing a hoodie and a pair of track pants. You are probably arriving from the gym. 

His heart starts beating a little fast as he waits for you to settle down and have your breakfast first so that even if you storm out of the place upon seeing him, you will at least have a full stomach to accompany you. 

However, as he watches you discreetly, he realizes you are not alone. There’s a guy, a bulky man accompanying you. He says something and you laugh a little and then both of you settle on a table by the window. 

Namjoon frowns at how easy it seems to be for the guy to make you laugh. You keep talking to him animatedly with gestures and all - and it stings Namjoon right in his heart. 

When was the last time you talked to him like that? 

He watches as the server comes with your order, even though you two didn’t even place the order yet. Oh? So you and your friend are regular here? So much so that even the staff know your order? 

Sipping on his americano again, he munches on the ice as he keeps his eyes trained on your table. 

At some point the mood around your table dims. Although he is too far to hear the conversation, he can tell that something the guy asks or says dims your mood. You hang your head low and cover your eyes with your hands. 

The guy stands up from his seat and wraps your entire form with his bigger one in a bear hug. You neither move away or push him away, if anything, you seem to be leaning on his touch, relaxing and wait… wait is that your hand holding onto his? 

Namjoon does not realize when he starts standing up from his own seat and starts walking towards your table. 

“Y/N…” his voice barely makes it out of his throat as he comes to stand right before you. Now that he can see clearly, he finds the guy's chin resting on the top of your head. Something ignites inside him - something destructive.

Kim Namjoon is known for his usual calm and collected nature, but right now that said Namjoon is nowhere to be found. He glares at the guy, ready to knock him out of his consciousness. 

“Namjoon? What are you doing here?” you ask, frowning out of confusion. The guy, your friend, straightens up and takes a quick look, “oh? So this is Namjoon?” 

Namjoon’s anger flares even more at the guy’s suggestive tone, “Yes, I am Namjoon. Her boyfriend, would you mind staying away from my girlfriend?” He takes a tentative step towards you. 

“Oh yeah? Are you jealous?” the guy challenges him, crossing his hands on his chest. 

“Yes I am, now please fuck off!” 

“You are? That's good news then! Now you know how Y/N felt when you got all cozy with your best friend right in front of her.” and that hits Namjoon right where it hurts. 

Fuck! He didn’t… he didn’t even think like that. His glare falters as he realizes how right this guy is. 

“Jungkook-ah… stop it.” you hold the guy's hand, calming him down instantly. He looks down at you and places a hand on your shoulder. 

“You two should talk. I will be right here.” he squeezes your shoulder before walking away with one last glare at Namjoon’s way. 

“What are you doing here?” you ask him again now that the guy, Jungkook is out of earshot. Namjoon inhales a deep breath before opening his mouth to do what he should have done long ago, “I am sorry. I didn’t know how shitty you might have felt.” 

“Gald that you understood, Namjoon but I don’t have any intention of going back to how we used to be. I think we are better off as fri-” 

“Don’t…” Namjoon stops you by moving closer to your table and grabbing your hand in his hold, “don’t do this to me please. I know I have been the one to be at fault but I can be better. I will be better. I promise. Just give me another chance, Y/N.” 

You scoff at that, removing your hand away from his hold, “how can you do better, Namjoon, if you are not even comfortable with me? We were together for eleven months and you still could not accept my affection before your friends. Now, just after two weeks you are going to change? Just because I removed myself from your life? Just because you saw my cousin being touchy with me and realized how I might have felt?” huh? That guy was your cousin? “Something is not adding up, you know?” you stand up and face him properly, “the time I spent with you was great, but not enough for me to hurt like the way I did that day and afterwards. So… I am breaking up with you, Namjoon. Hope you get to live a beautiful life ahead.” with a bow, you start walking away, leaving Namjoon shell shocked, too pained to utter a single word or to go after you. 

He silently watches as you walk towards your cousin, tap on his shoulder and pull him towards the exit. 

The food stays untouched on the table as a drop of Namjoon’s tear joins delicacies like a forgotten after thought.

Kim Seokjin

Seokjin is probably dumb - yeah, that has to be the reason for him having absolutely zero hint about the possible reason behind your animosity towards him. 

The last day he saw you was when he hung out with you and Danmi. The whole time he was gaming he thought you were right there, somewhere in the apartment, probably inside the bedroom. But he was rather shocked to find out that you were gone. 

When he called you to ask for the reason for your sudden departure, you told him that you weren’t feeling well. And you have not been feeling well ever since - at least that is what you keep telling him. 

After asking, for what felt like the thousandth time, you have finally given in and have agreed to go on a movie date with him. Now, Seokjin is not the one to be nervous around women - especially not the one he is dating. But something about the intense coldness you are radiating is making him bite on his nails. 

Your usual cherry smile is gone, you have not said anything much to him - just a tight-lipped smile and a curt nod as if you two are at a professional meeting, not at a movie date. 

Now as he nervously turns his head to take a look at you, he finds your entire focus trained in the movie. Sneakily taking one of his hands out of his own lap, he tries to touch yours. But as soon as he merely brushes against your skin, you retract your limb. The force you use is so sudden and intense that he feels as if he has sent an electrical shock your way. 

Seokjin stares at you for a few seconds as the moment unfolds. When you go back to watching the movie as if nothing happened, he goes into his thinking mode. 

What has gone wrong? What exactly has he done to you? 

—

“What do you wanna eat? Galbi jjim? From your favourite place?” Seokjin tries to lighten up your mood by suggesting your favorite dish from your favorite restaurant but you only sigh. 

“I'm kind of tired, Seokjin. I appreciate the thought but I'd really like to go home.” You offer him the same tight lipped smile that you have been sporting for the whole night. And if he admits then each of the time your ignorance is breaking him a little bit more. 

“Okay then, let's go to my place. I'll cook something for you. What about some janchi guksu?” He rushes to do something to keep you with him. But you don't look convinced, not even a bit. 

“Seokjin-” 

“Y/N is that you?” Another voice interrupts you from completing what you were about to. 

You whip your head to entertain the source of the voice. Seokjin does the same. And his eyes fall on a guy with platinum blonde hair, a pretty face and a set of plump lips. 

“Jimin?” You muse, eyes going big. Taking steps away from where you are standing with him, you almost run to the guy. The guy also crosses a bit of the distance to meet you in the middle and then Seokjin sees it happening. 

He sees you jumping on his arms and the guy, Jimin, wrapping you in a bear hug. You two giggle, say something that sounds like meeting each other after long but Seokjin is not sane enough to comprehend the speeches entirely.

Jimin cups your cheeks lovingly, attaches his forehead with yours in a way that tugs at Seokjin’s chest painfully. You giggle and the sound cuts through his sanity. Earlier, you didn’t even let him hold your hand but now, you are acting all lovey-dovey with another guy, that too, right before him! 

Looking away, he waits for you to get done with your friend as well as for you to introduce him to the man you are giggling with. But the time never comes. Jimin leaves but not before exchanging Ktalk ID and once he does Seokjin walks over to you with a huge amount of ill-feeling bubbling in his chest. 

“Who was that?” he asks and watches as the remnant of the joy vanishes from your face. 

“He is my ex-boyfriend from high school, Park Jimin.” you reply, tone firm. 

If Seokjin was feeling bad then the guy’s introduction makes him feel ten times worse. 

“So you are on good terms with your ex-boyfriend, huh? So much so that he gets all touchy with you?” he can hear the venom dripping from his own words. 

You sigh, and then scoff, “yes, just like you are all touchy with your best friend.” 

The words get through Seokjin’s ears, he listens, but fails to understand. With a deep frown sitting on his forehead, he asks, “what?” 

“You heard me.” with that you start walking, but he is not letting you go before you explain. 

“Yes I did.” he stops you with a hand on your wrist, “but I didn’t understand. Where is Danmi coming between us?” 

“She is not coming between us, Seokjin. I am the one who came between you two.” Your eyes start glistening as you let these words out. 

Removing his hand from your wrist, he holds you by your both hands, “Did I do something wrong the last day? Please tell me?” 

And then you start talking and tell him how he seemingly let Danmi sleep on his shoulder while he told you off for just leaning on him. The more he listens to you, the more he feels like he should punch himself square on his own face. 

“... so yeah… I decided not to bother you anymore since you are uncomfortable with me. If you want we can break-” 

“Don’t say it. Don’t please.” he stops you in the middle because he is really not ready to hear your next words. “You can beat me up, punish me with your cold shoulder as much as you’d like but don’t leave me. I am sorry. I know an apology is not enough but I really am sorry and ashamed of my own behavior.” he gulps, intertwines his fingers with yours, “Give me ten days. If I fail to make it up to hurting you like that, you can leave me. But give me ten days to prove myself to you. Please… please!”  

A tear escapes your eye, “I don’t know…” 

“Please, Y/N? Please? I promise I will be better. I didn’t know I was hurting you by being a shy mess. I won’t hesitate showing you love anymore, physically or otherwise.” his own eyes water from the pain and the guilt he is suffering from right now. 

You nod, “okay. But ten days. Just ten days.” 

He pulls you into a hug, “ten days will be enough.” 

As you wrap your hands around him, he realizes how hesitating to show his love had almost cost him his relationship with you. From now on, he won’t bother if anyone is watching you two, he won’t bother if anyone calls you two cringe, he won’t bother if his heart explodes from being too close to you. 

He will show you love - he will show you how much you really mean to him.

Min Yoongi

Yoongi is not a jealous individual by any means. 

He knows how to control his negative emotions and how not to let them consume himself as a whole. However, right now the same control is being a little too tough to reinforce. 

Even when he is fairly socializing with others, his eyes keep going back to you. You are standing at the corner of the room, looking divine while nursing a glass of champagne. But that is not why he keeps staring at you snakily. 

The main reason behind his actions is that you are not alone. For the better part of the night you have been talking to Seokjin - who is one of his closest friends - his, as in Yoongi’s and you two just met today. 

It was a quick introduction. Yoongi introduced you and him as his girlfriend and close friend and watched you two bonding so freaking fast. 

Now again, Min Yoongi is not a jealous man by any means but you have been giving Seokjin much more attention than you have given him the whole week. And top of everything, you seem kind of indifferent towards his whole existence (which he tried hard not to worry about). Especially the way you almost denied to be his plus one for this party, he knows something is off, but he just can’t find a proper anchor to ground the theory yet. 

He is in the middle of making his way towards an elderly couple when he sees it happening. Seokjin is cupping your cheeks with both hands and leaning extremely close to your face doing something he can’t really find out from this angle. 

All of the blood from his face drains away as he realizes what it looks like. Fuck socializing! Yoongi changes his route and runs towards the corner of the room where you and Seokjin are currently standing. As he gets closer, he sees Seokjin blowing air in your eyes in order to remove something and then wiping the tears that rolled down your eye with his thumb. 

His eyes move towards your hand, which is holding onto Seokjin’s wrist protectively as if you are afraid of him disappearing. 

“Is it okay now?” Seokjin murmurs. 

“Yeah. thank you Seokjin-ssi.” you smile as Seokjin retracts his hands from your face.

“Hyung! What are you doing?” Yoongi’s voice comes out of the cage of his throat but not without the tone of betrayal. 

“Oh, Yoongi-ah! Y/N-ssi got something in her eyes, I was just helping her.” he smiles at the younger man brightly, but fuck everything! Yoongi only feels rage clawing underneath his skin, “I will leave you two alone now. Y/N-ssi, it was nice meeting you. I will see you again.” he extends his hand towards you, you grab it in a shake and smile back, “It was a pleasure meeting you too, Seokjin-ssi.” with a bow you send the elder man away. 

“What the fuck was that?” Yoongi growls.  

You don’t seem to be even the least bit concerned, “what was what?” 

“Why did you let him get so close to you?” Yoongi takes a step closer to you and lowers his voice. 

“You heard him, I got something in my eyes.” you take a sip of your champagne as if it’s no big deal. 

“But that does not require him to come that close! Touch you like that?” 

“Is that so? Then why doesn’t the same thing apply to you?” turning your eyes to look at him, you pin him down with your gaze, “you touch and console your best friend right before my eyes, ditch me for her, that’s fine but not this? How’s that fair, Yoongi?” 

It takes him a moment to understand what you are referring to. And once he does he realizes what’s off right away, “oh… that day-” 

“Yes, that day. It was for us, but you…” sucking in a breath, you continue, “I didn’t mind you comforting your best friend during a particularly tough time. I didn’t mind leaving you two alone either. My only question is that if you can be all comfortable with her, then why not me? Am I the problem? Or don’t you like me as much as I thought you do?” 

Yoongi has no idea how to do damage control, he has no idea what to say either, “Y/N… that’s not it. I… I am sorry I didn’t know I was hurting you.” 

“That’s the problem, Yoongi. You don’t seem to realize you are hurting me or that I would appreciate it if you were more affectionate towards me. But it’s okay. I understand. Not everyone is for everyone, like I don’t think I am the right person for you. So… I- I think we should go our separate ways from here.” 

“What?” he almost screams and then looks around himself. “Let’s talk. Please.” 

“I wanted to talk. I have been waiting to talk for the whole week, Yoongi. But you…” a scoff leaves your throat, “you realized something is wrong with me but still didn’t ask. And I saw you texting your best friend if she is fine at least three times a day. Right now, we are having this conversation only because you saw me with Seokjin and got a taste of your own medicine. I think this tells a lot about how imbalanced our relationship is.”  placing your glass down on the nearest table, you stand straight and bow at him, “it was nice knowing you, Min Yoongi, but I don’t think I can be with you any further.” 

“Y/N, listen to me…” “If you have anything to say, email me because you will be blocked everywhere very soon.” with that you start walking towards the door, leaving Yoongi dumbfounded and… completely shattered.  

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok looks down at the text message and reads the words maybe a thousandth time for now. 

“Let’s break up. I will leave the shoes that you gifted me last month at the reception tomorrow. I haven’t even taken the tag yet, so they are as new as the day you gave them to me. I appreciate the time you spent with me. But maybe we are not for each other.”

“All the best for your life ahead, Hoseok.”

“Take care. Good bye.”

However, no matter how frequently he reads the texts, he just finds no meaning, no reason behind it. You broke up with him just after a day of him rejecting your physical affection. How is that fair? He needs some time to be comfortable with you and he thought you were intelligent enough to understand that. 

For all the three months you two dated, you never seemed to be the type to take any crucial decision driven by a moment of fury and he loved how kind, thoughtful and understanding of a person you are. So these… These texts and the sudden decision of calling things off without even talking to him first seems extremely absurd to him. What is even more ridiculous is that you have blocked him from every possible communication channel, leaving him no other choice but to drive to your workplace. He could have visited your apartment too, but that seems a little too desperate, so he is here, right before the building, waiting for you to walk out so that he can get the talking done. 

He has picked you up from your work several times before so he knows the time you usually clock out and by the way the clock is ticking, he needs to wait for five more minutes. And surely enough, he sees you walking out of those huge revolving doors right after five minutes. 

Hoseok starts taking hasty steps towards you but has to stop in the middle of his tracks when he realizes you are not alone. There’s a stupidly good looking guy sticking to your back with both of his big hands on your shoulders, pushing you ahead. 

You two are talking - more like you are resisting and he is trying to convince you. 

“But I am not in the mood Taehyung-ah.” he hears you protesting. 

“Oh hoi! Just an hour won’t hurt. I will drop you home so you won’t have to ride the subway! Just come with me!” the guy pushes you even more. 

You whine, tilting your head backwards and laying it down on the guy’s shoulder. He brings his face down and presses his cheek on yours in a very intimate way! 

Hoseok’s inside twists painfully, his heart lurches inside his ribcage as he asks himself if this handsome guy is the reason behind your sudden decision of calling the relationship off. He takes a step back, ready to turn his back and walk away, but no. He won’t go back until he has an answer. So he steps forward instead. 

“Y/N.” he calls your name, you stop. The guy detaches himself from you and cranes his neck to take a look at him. You do the same. 

“Hoseok?” your face turns somber as soon as your eyes fall on his figure. 

“Y/N. I will wait in the car. Take your time, okay?” the guy smiles at you and walks away without sparing him another glance. 

“What are you doing here?” you ask him, eyes starting to turn glossy. 

Hoseok takes rapid steps towards you, “is he the reason? Is that guy the reason behind your sudden decision to break things off with me?” it is very unlikely for him to get angry. But Hoseok is very angry right now. How could you… how could you do this to him? 

“What? What are you-” 

“I can see how he is giving you all the hugs and probably kisses that I could not give you. Is that why you chose to break up with me over text, huh? Tell me?” his hand grabs your wrist as he tugs at you. 

You laugh at him taking your hands out of his grip, it sounds broken, “I broke up with you not because someone else is giving me what you did not, but because you are giving your affection to someone else, while you actively push me away.” 

What are you even saying? His eyebrows bunch in a frown, “what do you mean?” 

You laugh again, “you don’t even know, do you? I was at the studio yesterday. I was there to make things up, to apologize for behaving the way I did. But…” he watches as you blink away the tears that have been crowding your eyes for some time now, “but I saw you with your best friend then. You were so… happy and touchy with her that I- I couldn’t help but realize how you have always been so awkward with me.” a sad smile spreads on your lips as Hoseok’s heart starts beating in horror. “While you pushed me away saying that you were sweaty and tired, you wrapped your hands around her and kissed her on her forehead, Hoseok. I saw it all with my own eyes. I know… I know you have been friends for a long time and my three months are nothing in comparison, but I was your girlfriend. If you really wanted to be comfortable with me, you would be. A part of you never accepted me or my affection and that’s why you kept on pushing me away. And that’s okay. That’s fine. We were not meant for each other, I realized it late, but I did.” you stop, stare at him for a while, as a tear escapes your eye. 

Hoseok’s throat has closed up. He wants to apologize, he wants to say a lot but nothing comes out. He only gapes at you like a fish out of water. 

“And about Taehyung… he was only acting clingy with me after knowing about the break up. Despite being friends with me for a while, he never even laid a finger on me for all the three months I was with you.” you shrug, “I hope this answers all the questions you had. I am getting late now. Bye. take care. Be happy always.” with that you start walking away, and Hoseok comes back to his senses. 

Springing on his heels, he holds you by your elbow, “Y/N… I am sorry. I really- really have no excuse to make. I know and I admit that I have been awkward with you but that’s not because I am uncomfortable with you. I just- I just never know how to act properly around you. Each time we touched I became so aware of everything that I.. I unconsciously pushed you away. Trust me I never intended to hurt you. Please, give me another chance. I will be better. I will act better I promise. Please… please.” 

You hold his hand and remove it from your elbow, “I hope you find someone you don’t have to be so aware with. As for me… I don’t think I can see myself being with you anymore. I liked you, I liked you a lot, but I am not really sure about your feelings towards me. And I would hate to keep wandering. So… we should end it. It has ended from my side anyway.” you bow at him and walk away. 

Hoseok watches your retreating back and realizes the cost of his actions. Only if he was more vocal, only if he was more confident… this would not be happening. 

He would not be hurting like this. He would still have you… only if he was better. Only if he was better to you. 

Park Jimin

In hindsight, Jimin is aware of his mistake. 

The whole ‘hair touching’ fiasco is almost comical. If he tells the tale on national television, he will get a good laugh out of people. But deep down he is more or less suffering. When he told Bitna about the ordeal, she laughed out loud and said something about how toxic you would have to be to be jealous of something so platonic. She went ahead and squeezed his shoulder saying that it’s fine to lose a woman like you, that he would find someone better who would not throw a fit over something so casual. 

Jimin had smiled at her and tried to forget you. But a nagging feeling within himself kept telling himself that only if he was more careful with his words while telling you not to touch his hair, if he was more understanding of how you felt after watching Bitna doing the very thing he asked you not to - none of these would be happening and you two would still be together. 

Jimin has tried to text you multiple times but he didn’t know what to write. He tried to call you too, but didn’t know what to say. So, it’s fair to say that he never reached out to you after you dashed out of his apartment that day. And it has been a month already. 

It has been a month of a break up that didn’t even feel like a break up to him. So when he sees you standing outside the restaurant today, his heart takes up an erratic pace. 

Gulping and inhaling a long breath, he looks up at the sky and thanks his lucky stars for giving him an opportunity. Taking a few rushed steps towards you, he stops in the middle. A guy comes out of the restaurant and hugs you from behind. You don’t get startled, you rather lean into him as he places his head on your shoulder blade. 

“Aren’t you cold?” the guy asks, voice sweet and low. 

“A bit.” you reply, giggling a little. The guy detaches himself from your body, unzips his leather jacket and pulls you in his chest, covering you with himself. His hands wrap around your middle squeezing you like he can’t get enough of you. Jimin watches standing in the middle of the road as you tilt your head and the guy starts placing kisses along your throat. 

You giggle even more, twisting your head towards the direction where Jimin is standing almost frozen. And then your eyes open, you take him in, recognize him and the smile from your face vanishes right away. 

“Jimin?” you call him.

Crossing the remaining distance Jimin comes to stand right before you. “Hi” he greets, eyes going from you to your partner. The guy doesn’t move an inch from you, doesn’t show the decency of maintaining a respectable distance. He stands still very much wrapped around you. “How are you?” 

“I am doing fine.” you reply, throwing him a plastic smile. 

“And who is this?” Jimin asks, staring at the guy, who is very much glaring back at him. 

“This is Hoseok. My boyfriend.” you reply without missing a beat, “and Hoseok, this is Jimin, my ex.” 

“I recognized the name, darling.” Hoseok replies, sporting an unpleasant expression on his face. He definitely knows certain things about Jimin. 

Jimin feels a painful twist in his heart as he realizes he has already been replaced. A nasty snare takes over his face, “only within a month, huh? You are fast.” 

You laugh at that, “just like months of relationship can not make you special to your partner, special people do not need months to win you over either. It goes both ways, you know.” and what can he possibly reply to a statement like that? So he shuts up, gulps the lump lodged in his throat. 

“Anyway, it was nice seeing you again. Bye. good night.” waving at him, you start walking away with your fingers intertwined with your boyfriend’s. 

Jimin stands under the streetlight and decides to cut his hair on the next day.

Kim Taehyung

Taehyung notices it sometime before his friends bring the cake to the center of the room. 

He looks for your face amid the crowd but you are nowhere to be found. The big smile he has been sporting for the better part of the evening dims right away. 

He saw you. He sure did! You were standing right there by the door holding a small paper bag. He saw you when he was clicking photos with Yuri. Then where did you go suddenly? Are you in the washroom? Maybe that’s it. 

He takes rapid steps towards the small adjacent washroom, but his friends start calling him right away. “Just give me a minute. Let me call my girlfriend, she might be in the washroom.” he screams back but just when he takes another step, he sees one of his female friends coming out of the door. 

The washroom being small, has a capacity of one. So, there’s no way you would be inside. 

“You are looking for Y/N?” one of his other friends asks, “I saw her leaving earlier.” 

Taehyung’s eyebrows bunch together in a frown, “what? You saw her leaving?” he asks the guy. 

“Yeah. She placed the gift on the table and left. See-” his friends point at the said table, “the gift is still there." Everyone looks at the gift. 

“Ah! Thanks, Minguk-ah. I will call her.” changing the temporary tense mood of the room, he rushes towards the gift, takes it in his hand and aims for the balcony. 

He takes his phone out of his pocket and looks for any message or calls from you. But there’s none. Frowning to himself, he dials your number. But the call goes unanswered. The texts that he sends - face a similar fate. After calling you five times in a row, he gives up. 

Maybe it would be better to visit you once the party is over. Maybe you had an emergency at work, or maybe you didn’t feel comfortable enough around his friends. Whatever it is, he will definitely try his best to know. 

—

Although Taehyung booked the lounge for overnight access, he ended the party shortly before eleven. He told his friends to go home politely, told the truth to Yuri, who helped him in calming down his whiny invitees. 

And now he is standing at the entrance of your apartment, with a piece of cake and a bowl of tteokbokki dangling from his grip. Inhaling a deep breath, he calls you again, but again - you don’t answer. It’s getting tough to stay calm now, he only wishes you are fine. Shrugging off the worries that are starting to cloud his mind, he gets into the elevator and presses on the button designated for your floor. 

The elevator opens and he hears two voices speaking to each other right away. As he steps outside and turns right on the corridor - he sees you. But you are not alone. 

You are standing in the embrace of another man. Yes, right in his arms as he is rubbing on your back soothingly. Taehyung’s heart drops to his stomach as several fears start springing into his brain. You are not… you are not betraying him, right?

“Hey! Just talk to him okay? I am sure it’s not too late.” the guy says, still rubbing on your back as your body shakes. Only then Taehyung realizes that you are sobbing. By ‘him’ does the guy mean him? Himself? As in Kim Taehyung?

“But Namjoon…” he hears your voice as you stand straight, now out of the man’s arms, “I have tried. I have tried asking him the problem but he never gave me a straight answer. I think-” you sob again, “I think he doesn’t really like me.” 

“Y/N, Y/N!” The guy holds your face in his both hands, “calm down please. You have been crying all evening. If you keep crying, you will soon get dehydrated.” 

What? You have been crying all evening? Because you think he doesn’t like you? When the truth is that he is irrevocably in love with you? No! He can’t let you think otherwise. Not even for a second more. 

“Y/N…” he lets his voice echo in the empty space of the corridor and watches as you turn your head to look at him. 

Your eyes go big. The guy retracts his hand from your face. “What are you doing here?” you ask, wiping your tears away with the back of your hands. 

“Can we talk please?” he pleads. 

You look at him then at the guy called Namjoon and then back at him. 

“Okay.” 

—

“Why did you leave the party all of a sudden?” he asks. 

You are sitting on the other corner of the couch and not even looking at him, “I felt unwanted there.” 

“What?” His eyes go big, why did you even think like that? 

“Yes.” 

“But why?” 

You finally give him a look, one that’s full of anger, “because you were so busy giving your best friend all of your attention and a piggy back ride while you don’t even let me touch you properly. We have been together for five months, Taehyung and we still only make out. The moment I try to take things further, you push me away!” 

Taehyung’s jaw almost drops to the floor, “Y/N… that’s because… that’s…” 

“That’s because you don’t like me-” 

“No fuck no!” he interrupts you and stands up from the couch to merch closer to you, “quite the opposite! It’s because I am in love with you and I-” he gulps, “I am afraid I won’t be able to control myself if we… we take things to bed.”

You blink slowly at him, “how does that even make sense?” 

“You will know once we… you know…” he gulps yet again. 

“I really don’t believe you.” 

“Trust me. It has nothing to do with Yuri or anyone else.” Taehyung sits closer to you, holds your hands in his, “I can be touchy with her because she does not make me feel like a beast inside. You do… you make me go crazy. I am sorry, I should have responded to you when you wanted to go further but I was just so scared - I was scared of hurting you.” 

“I was consenting to you, Taehyung, all those times! Why would you hurt me?” you are getting annoyed now. 

“I can be very dominating in bed… I.. you know.” 

“No I don’t. Show me.” 

“What?” Taehyung’s heart starts galloping like a wild mere. 

“I said show me how dominating you can be. Show me why you thought you would hurt me and I will believe you or else… I will consider all of these as excuses and we won’t see each other ever again.” you stand your ground firmly. 

“Y/N, are you sure?” he asks, starting to get in the mood already. 

“Yes. very sure.” you reply confidently. 

“Good then. Because, darling, you need to be punished for letting another man touch you.”  with that he smashes his lips on you. 

Well, this might be the best birthday gift he has ever received. 

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook didn’t see that coming. 

You practically vanished into the night. What he thought was supposed to be han gang date, turned into a mysterious departure. Now Jungkook is not a fool, he knows the sudden arrival of his best friend played a part in your sudden disappearance but he is reluctant to do anything about it. 

If you want to be with him, you need to accept his relationships as well. And it seemed pretty immature to him that you decided to leave without even informing him. So, yeah… he is holding a grudge. He hasn’t contacted you after that night although it has been five whole days and you haven’t texted or called him either. 

That’s that. 

Jungkook lays down on his couch - a bottle of beer and a can of pringles in his hands. He is about to get cozy with his favorite anime series waiting to be played on his iPad when he gets a notification. Taking his phone out of his pocket, he stares at the screen and sees a notification from your instagram - you have shared a story. 

This is the first time he is witnessing an action from you in the last five days. So not thinking much, he taps on the notification, unlocks his phone and waits for the story to load. And oh… it’s you… with another guy? 

And he knows who it is. It is Min Yoongi - the guy you have had a crush on for the longest time. Jungkook’s back straightens on its own as he watches how the man has an arm over your shoulder and his chin placed on the top of your head. He is smiling, so are you. You two look like a couple and that makes him very uncomfortable. 

Why would you post a lovey-dovey picture with your ex-cursh when you know your current boyfriend can see it and can get jealous? What are you up to? Is this a trap of making him contact you? Oh that must be it. 

But Jeon Jungkook is not a man who gives in easily. So he shakes himself out of the thought and plays his anime. A few minutes goes by but he can not focus on the show. Whenever he blinks, the picture of you and Yoongi flashes before his eyes. His mind is at a war with his heart and he doesn’t know what to do. 

After almost an hour of silently fighting, he decides to give up. Grabbing his phone again, he dials your number without wasting a second more. 

You receive in the second ring. 

“Hello-”

“Are you home right now?” he rushes to ask, giving you almost no time to even greet. 

“Yeah. Why?” comes the reply, calm and almost uninterested.

“I am coming.” he invites himself and cuts the call before you can object or agree. 

—

Jungkook’s feet rap against the floor as he waits for you to open the door and let him in. It seems you are taking your sweet time but when the door finally opens, a wave of relief washes over him. No matter how non-chalant he appears to be, if he is honest, it was kind of killing him inside not to have any interaction with you. 

You stare at him blankly for a few seconds before removing yourself from the doorframe and letting him in.

“So? What is it?” you launch your question once he has settled in. 

“What was that photo?” he doesn’t beat around the bush and comes to the point right away. 

“What photo?” you ask with an eyebrow raised. 

“The one you posted with Yoongi hyung, all cozy and lovey-dovey?” he scoffs a little but sees no change in your expression. 

“Yeah? What about it?” you lean on the backrest of the love seat and wait for him to reply. The nonchalance ignites a fire inside Jungkook. 

“What- what about it?” he stands up with hands on his waist and laughs hysterically, “you cannot post a photo with your ex-crush and expect me to be normal about it! I did not like it!” 

“So what?” you smile at him sweetly, “I didn’t like how you invited your best friend to your date and fed her ramyeon from your cup. Did I object to anything about it?” 

Jungkook is so shocked at your comeback that he forgets how to fight, “that is.. That is- she is my best friend of years-” 

“Exactly, Yoongi has been my crush for years too. I loved him before I loved you.” you shrug as if it’s completely normal to talk about loving your ex-crush with your current boyfriend. 

“NO!” Jungkook screams, “you can’t love anyone other than me!” 

You stand up, stroll towards him in lazy steps and smile saccharine sweet, “then very similarly, you can not be all touchy with anyone other than me. Not even your best friend. The next time you do that shit, I won’t just vanish. I will call Yoongi and go straight to his ap-” 

Not able to take your speech anymore Jungkook smashes his lips on yours and shuts you up, “fuck you are crazy.” he murmurs in your lips. 

You detach yourself from him, “No Jungkook, I am just fair. You wrong me, I wrong you. Get that?”  

He nods, “I am sorry, I won't do anything like that ever again.” 

“Good boy.” you ruffle his hair and peck him on the cheeks, “I don’t mind you having a female best friend, but don’t do anything with her that you won’t do with me.” 

He nods, fully understanding where he went wrong. And as he takes you in his arms again, he promises himself to be better for you. 

Because if he is being honest, he has already started falling hard for you. 

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