Was it Worth it?- Chapter Five
Description: You knew Jin loved challenges but you never thought you’d become one of them.
Main Pairing: Jin x Reader
Namjoon laughed uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck, “What do you mean?” he questioned, avoiding eye contact.
“You know exactly what I mean. What does he want?” you repeated.
“Why would I know?” he breathed.
“Namjoon.” you snapped. He let out an awkward chuckle.
“C’mon Y/N, I don’t know much. Nobody tells me anything.” he mumbled, “Why do you think he’s talking to you? Maybe he likes you.”
“That’s what it looks like but does he actually? Yoongi seems to think he has bad intentions.”
Namjoon shrugged, “Ah… You know Yoongi, maybe he’s just jealous.”
“Yoongi doesn’t get jealous.” you pointed out.
“Aish. Damn it, Y/N, I really don’t know, okay?”
You cocked your head to the side, “Fine. One last question. Should I trust him?”
He quickly looked at his phone and pointed towards the door, “Well would you look at the time. I gotta go, I’ll see you later.” He nodded at your cello, “Play a little something, would you? It’ll relax you. Call me if you need any other type of help, baby girl.” He left the room and you sat glaring at the door for a minute before you gave in and picked up your cello.
Namjoon walked down the music hallway, over to his group of friends and pushed Seokjin against the wall.
“Call the bet off,” he demanded.
Jimin whined, “Aww no c’mon. None of you guys know how to have fun.” he pouted. Seokjin raised an eyebrow at Namjoon, both of them ignoring Jimin.
“Why should I?” Seokjin asked.
Hobi scoffed, “Other than the fact that it’s cruel?”
“I just had to lie to my best friend, a girl that I once had feelings for. Just so I wouldn’t fuck up your deranged little plan of making her fall in love with you just so you can win this stupid fucking bet. So I’m over it. I don’t want to have to lie, or avoid telling her the truth ever again, okay?” Namjoon growled before letting go of Seokjin. Seokjin brushed himself off and cocked his head to the side, peering at Namjoon before smirking and turning to the other boys.
“Let’s have a party.” he said, as one of the practice room doors opened. Yoongi stepped out, Tae close on his heels.
“A party?” Yoongi asked, raising an eyebrow as he adjusted his shirt. Tae smiled, his lips slightly swollen.
“Your house?” Seokjin asked, grinning.
“Isn’t it always at my house?” Yoongi rolled his eyes as he nodded his head toward the opening of the hallway, we’re gonna go to the benches to sit wanna come?” Everyone but Seokjin nodded and moved to follow him.
“I’ll meet up with you in a second,” he promised. After they left he wandered down the hall and poked his head into a practice room.
You jumped at the sound of the door opening, your bow stopping. Seokjin smiled at you.
“Hey, cupcake.” He closed the door behind him, “What are your plans for tonight?”
“Um… Probably nothing,” you admitted.
“Nothing? A pretty girl like you has nothing to do on a Friday night?” he asked, surprised. You shrugged, “Well, Yoongi’s having a party tonight. You should come. I’m sure he would want you there.”
You scowled, “Yeah, well, I don’t really care what Yoongi wants.” Seokjin raised an eyebrow.
“I want you there,” he said, offering another reason to go. You crossed your arms over your chest.
“Oh really? Why?” you asked, “Why do you want me there, Seokjin?”
“‘Cause I like you. You’re cute. And you have Namjoon and Yoongi wrapped around your little finger so you must be pretty great. You can call me Jin, by the way, cupcake.” He flashed you a dazzling smile.
“You can call me Y/N, not cupcake.” You smiled at him before rolling your eyes. Jin chuckled.
“Well, you should still come to the party. If not for me and Yoongi, Namjoon will be there. And Tae. Think about it, okay?” he pleaded. You huffed and nodded, looking down at your cello and beginning to play again. He stood there for a minute, “You play beautifully.” You paused and glared up at him.
“I started playing again cause I was done talking to you. As in you should leave. As in get out.” you snapped. He laughed and walked back to the door.
“I’ll see you later then?” he asked, grinning over his shoulder.
You shrugged again and waved your hand at him in an attempt to shoo him out. He chuckled and slipped out of the room, closing the door behind him.
You walked up your driveway, digging out your keys when you heard someone yell your name. You turned and saw Tae running to you from Yoongi’s house.
“Hey! You coming tonight?” he asked, beaming at you.
You laughed awkwardly, “Uh, no. I’m probably gonna go stay in my room all night and chill honestly.”
He pouted, “Aw, it’ll be really fun.”
“If it’s already fun then you don’t need me there.” you giggled.
“You’ll make it even more fun!”
You shook your head, “Sorry Tae Tae, not tonight. Maybe another time.” He pouted some more then waved and jogged back to Yoongi’s house. You went into your house and into your room, flopping down onto your bed. You heard your brother walk upstairs after a while.
“You coming tonight?” he asked, pausing in your doorway. You glanced up from your laptop and gave him a look that made him laugh, “Right. You don’t parties. See you later then.” You waved and closed your laptop, deciding to take a nap.
You were woken out of your nap by your phone buzzing nonstop.
From: Your Brother 11:46 PM
From: Your Brother 11:46 PM
From: Your Brother 11:47 PM
From: Your Brother 11:47 PM
From: Your Brother 11:48 PM
From: Your Brother 11:48 PM
Lol sorrt im drink poease come itd reallt fun
You stared at your phone for a minute before cursing and running downstairs. You stormed over to Yoongi’s house and banged on the door. Yoongi’s brother opened the door and grinned at you.
“Heyy, Y/N!” he greeted loudly, pulling you inside.
“Ah, hey Jun Ki. Where’s my brother?” you asked. He pursed his lips and scanned the room.
“He is…. Over there,” he grabbed your shoulders and turned you towards the kitchen, “Went in the kitchen.” You thanked him and pushed your way through people to get to the kitchen. He spotted you and smiled.
“Little sister!” he smirked. You scowled. From the way he was texting you would have expected him to be drunk off his ass but he was talking completely normal and seemed totally fine.
“Now now,” Jin’s voice came from your right, “Don’t get mad. I made him give me his phone and let me do whatever for three minutes because he lost a game. He hasn’t had anything to drink. Scouts honor.” You glared at him.
“So you thought it was a great idea for you to text me and get me all worried about my brother?” you snapped.
Jin shrugged, “Would you have come otherwise?”
You huffed, “I’m leaving.” Someone shouted in the other room and you jumped.
“Aw. Are you afraid?” Jin cocked his head to the side.
You ground your teeth together, “I’m not afraid. I’m just… Cautious.”
“Well stay and be cautious here with us.”
“No thanks,” you said quickly.
“Aish. Y/N I love you I really do but you think too much.” your brother pointed out, “Maybe you should drink.”
“You think I’ll only be fun if I drink?” you asked, slightly hurt.
“No no. I just… It’ll make you think less and will make you allow yourself to be more open to things you normally wouldn’t.” he explained quickly.
He smiled, “I never think in the first place.” You groaned and glanced around the house. You locked eyes with Yoongi who was on a couch, a giggling girl kissing his neck. You glared at him and he froze. An arm slung over your shoulders.
“You came!” Tae exclaimed. He was very obviously drunk. You turned to him and saw him glance at the couch. His eyes darkened as he took another sip of the drink in his hand. He tore his eyes from Yoongi and beamed at you, “I’m so glad you’re here.” He dragged you out of the kitchen.
“Yah! Where are you going?” Jin protested. Tae stuck his tongue out and pulled you to a back room in Yoongi’s house.
He threw the door opened, “Look who I found!”
Namjoon smirked at you, “Baby girl! You gave in and came. Cute.”
You groaned again and pinched the bridge of your nose for a second, “I’m going to regret this.”
You spent the night in the back room of Yoongi’s house with Namjoon, Tae, Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok. You were passed between Hoseok and Namjoon, Namjoon wanting you on his lap and Hoseok wanting to dance with you. Tae stayed drinking and bubbly, though you could see in his eyes there was something wrong. Jimin was hanging onto Jungkook who kept shoving him off and whispering something sharply that made Jimin pout, but five minutes later would be all over him again.
You slipped out of Namjoon’s arms and stood up quietly, trying not to wake anyone up. Namjoon had fallen asleep holding you tight in his arms, Tae was curled up in a ball on the couch, Hobi was laying on the floor sprawled out, and Jimin was curled up in Jungkook’s lap. You collected all of the empty bottles in the room and carried them out into the kitchen to throw them away. When you walked back out of the kitchen you heard someone sigh and you jumped. Blinking and peering through the darkness you noticed Yoongi was sitting on the couch in the dark.
“What the hell are you doing?” you asked breathlessly, “You can’t just lurk in the dark like that.” You pressed a hand to your chest as if trying to prevent your heart from jumping out.
“It’s my house, I can lurk wherever the fuck I want,” he grumbled.
You rolled your eyes, “Okay,” you drew the word out, “Grumpy.” You started to walk away but stopped and whirled around, “Hey, what did you do to Tae?” you questioned.
Yoongi groaned, “Why the hell is everyone so worried about my damn love life? I didn’t do anything to him.”
“What did you say? I know what you did earlier, I saw you with that girl. He saw you with that girl. Now, I don’t know what’s going on between you two but he seemed hurt by that. I don’t know if you saw him at all but he was trashed and if I’m right that’s because of something you did or said to him.”
“I need a cigarette.” he huffed, pushing off the couch.
“Min Yoongi.” you snapped.
“Fine! I told him that he needs to stop getting attached to me, okay? He said something cute and coupley and I panicked. Do you get it now? Jesus.” he dug into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes and made for the door.
You grabbed his arm, “Yoongi, I thought you quit you can’t just-”
He ripped his arm away from you, “Why do you even care about me?” he roared. You tensed and he breathed deeply, “Why do any of you care?” his voice sounded weak. Vulnerable.
“Because anyone who knows you well knows that the person that you portray isn’t you. You’re just afraid of getting hurt again,” you said softly. He hung his head, sighing.
“She really fucked me up, didn’t she?” he glanced up at you, “I mean I knew she did, I just didn’t realize how badly.” You reached over and cupped the back of his neck, pulling him into a hug.
“It’s okay. You’ll heal.”
He squeezed you tightly, “What if I don’t?”
You let go of him and took his hand, “You will. And you’ll find love again. This time with someone who’s capable of loving you back.” You pulled him up the stairs towards his room. You brought him into his room and pushed him on his bed so he was sitting on the edge.
“Thanks,” he mumbled, rubbing his eyes. You kissed his forehead and backed away.
“Go to bed,” you instructed before turning towards the door.
“Y/N?” Yoongi called quietly. You turned, “I’m sorry for calling you stupid. I didn’t mean it.”
“What if… What if I don’t?” he whispered, “You know, find love again, what if I don’t?”
“I think you already have. And I know you’re scared. But it’s okay. You’ll be okay.” you smiled, “Honestly, you’re lucky. I don’t think he would ever hurt you.” Yoongi nodded, laying down. You walked to the door then hesitated and turned around, “Do you think… Jin has changed? And that’s why he’s interested in me?” You waited a long minute before you realized Yoongi had fallen asleep. You cursed under your breath and left his room, closing the door behind you. You padded down the stairs, planning on finishing cleaning.
“Oh,” you heard a voice from behind you. Turning, you found Jin near the front door, “I didn’t know you were still here.”
“I didn’t know you were still here.” you shot back, making him chuckle. You smiled slightly, “I was just in the back with the guys all night. They fell asleep so I figured I would clean up a bit.”
“Ah, I just walked your brother home and then planned on just crashing here.”
“Walked him home?” you asked. Jin rubbed his neck awkwardly.
“Ah... He may have drank a little bit.” He saw your lips twist into a scowl and quickly added, “Not much, I promise! I made sure he didn’t drink a lot. I told him ‘your sister will murder me if you get wasted’ and he laughed and was like I can drink a little bit I’ll be fine. Long story short he was not fine. Did you know your brother is a lightweight?”
“Yeah. I did,” you giggled, “He’s safe though?”
“Yeah, I brought him home and put him in his room. He passed out before I left.” You thanked him quietly before beginning to collect all the trash and cups around, “You want some help?”
You glanced up at him and hesitated before smiling, “Sure. Yeah, that’d be great actually.” He smiled back at you and went to go get large trash bags out of the kitchen.
