#bts rn

You look down at your coffee mug and sighed. “Well, the other day I was out with my little sisters at the mall, buying clothes and shit. We were only there for 2 hours and seven guys came up to us and started hitting on them. Just them though. I was completely left out in the dark. It was so embarrassing.” As far as you can remember, you’ve always felt ugly. Throughout the years, there was always someone pointing an imperfection of yours, whether it was your skin, hair or body shape. It definitely didn’t help having gorgeous sisters or even a friend as good looking as Jin. 

Jin looks at you sentimentally. “I’m sorry that happened, Y/N.” 

But you shook your head in response. “You never answered my question. Do you think I’m ugly?” 

“Why does it matter what I think of you? You’re obviously an amazing person, Y/N. 

“Just answer the question?” 

“Y/N-” 

“Jin,” your voice sounded desperate as you looked up at your friend pleading eyes, "Please tell me."

Jin quietly sighs as he puts down his phone on your kitchen counter. “If I had to be perfectly honest, Y/N, you could look much prettier if you actually took care of your appearance.” 

“So you think I am ugly.” 

“I never used that word.”

“You didn’t have to,” you said quietly. Feeling your eyes burn with incoming tears, you turned your back on Jin. “But thanks for being honest.”

Jin felt absolutely terrible. As your best friend, he always made sure to be honest with you, and with his blunt nature, it was never an issue for him. But for the first time in your friendship, he sees that he shouldn’t be this honest. 

After a moment of uncomfortable silence, you hear Jin scoot from his chair and gather his things. “Hey, I have to run somewhere. See you later.” 

The moment you hear the door close behind him, that’s when you let you collapse onto the floor, quietly sobbing to yourself. 

Yoongi 

You honestly couldn’t understand why a person like Min Yoongi would ever be into you. Not only was he an amazingly talented rapper and producer, he’s also one of the most attractive men you’ve ever laid eyes on. That when he asked you out, you thought he was either pulling a cruel prank on you or he was some powerful drugs. I mean, how could you believe that he actually liked you. But after some persistence on his end, you decided to stuff down your insecurities and took a chance with love. 

Almost a month of dating, you have no regrets when it comes to Yoongi. He was nothing but a perfect gentleman and, most importantly, a perfect boyfriend. He loved everything about you, everything from your warm smile to your dry sense of humor. The only thing he didn’t like about you was your self-hatred and how you’re always quick to put yourself down. 

“I really wished you loved yourself better, Y/N,” said Yoongi. 

“Easier said than done,” you replied, laughing at his comment as if it was a funny joke. 

Despite how you felt about yourself, Yoongi thought you were beautiful, inside and out. Everyday he fell more and more in love with you and you felt the same for him. 

However, when he told you he wanted to introduce you to his friends, that’s when you broke out of your blissful reverie. At first, you vehemently refused, saying that it was way too soon and that you were too shy. But he didn’t buy it. 

“Come on, Y/N. What’s the worst that could happen?,”  he asked. 

You didn’t want to entertain his question with an answer but you did eventually break down and agreed to meet his friends. Knowing how sweet and mature Yoongi is, his friends would have to be the same way. Right? 

The plan was to meet up Friday night at the guys favorite bar downtown. Hours before the supposed rendezvous, you spent your time meticulously getting ready. Everything was picked out with the utmost care: your hairstyle, your outfit, your makeup. Of course Yoongi thought your prep was unnecessary but you wanted to make a great impression on his friends. Even if it was unnecessary, at least the effort you’ve put on your appearance boosted your confidence a bit. 

As you and Yoongi walk into the busy and warmly lit bar, you instantly hear a sharp shout from the other end of the establishment. 

“Yoongi! Over here!”

Nervous, you grabbed Yoongi’s hand before heading over to the booth the six men occupied. 

“Boys, this is Y/N,” he introduced you. “Please make her feel welcome.” 

You were so nervous you could only smile pleasantly and give a small wave. But deter the boys from warmly welcoming you. After scooting over to make room for you and Yoongi, the boys joked around with you, told embarrassing stories about Yoongi and overall just made you feel a part of the gang. It was safe to say that things were going great that night. 

It wasn’t until you were heading towards the restroom at the back of the bar when you spotted Yoongi’s youngest friend Jungkook. He had excused himself moments earlier to answer a phone call. You were planning on sneaking past him in order to not disturb his call when you mentioned your name.

“Her name is Y/N? Yeah I guess her name is kinda pretty. Too bad she looks fucking busted!,” he laughs into his phone. “Trust me, I’m not exaggerating. You think Yoongi-hyung would have taste in women but I guess not.” 

Listening to Jungkook, you felt your heart break into a million pieces as the intense feelings of shame heated your face. You quickly walked back to the table and pulled Yoongi aside. 

“What’s wrong?,” he asked, “You look like you're about to cry.” 

“I need to go home, Yoongi. I feel I’m on the verge of a panic attack,” you half-lied to him. You tried your best to hold in your tears but the first sob that escaped your mouth ruined it for you. 

Yoongi thought you were having a fun night but he did know you get panicky sometimes. He told you to head to the car while he said his goodbyes. 

You worked so hard to get ready for this night and it took one nasty comment to send you crashing down. 

Hoseok

“Thanks for inviting me,” you say as you walked into Hoseok’s apartment. 

“No thank you for coming,” he replies with a cheery smile on his face. After helping you take off your coat, he leads you to his living room sofa. 

You couldn’t believe it when your longtime crush Hoseok began talking to you. To be honest, you were more than content dreamily gazing at him whenever you caught him around campus. But when one day he asked to sit next with you at the university’s cafe, it was practically a dream come true! 

For the next two weeks, the two of you kept up a flirty banter, both on campus and through texting. Having the campus hottie showing an interest you wouldn’t have thought things would get better for you. Well imagine your shock when Hoseok invited you to come hang out at his place. 

Once he sat next to you on the sofa, he put his arm around you and brought you closer to him. 

“What would you like to watch,” he asked you as he turned on the Netflix app on his TV. 

You nervously giggled. “Oh I dunno, it’s up to you, Hobi.” 

The two of you ended up settling for an indie romance film. However you two weren’t so invested in it. Especially after you started to feel Hoseok glide his hands on the soft curves of your body and felt his soft lips on your neck. One thing led to another and… let’s just say you two were emphasizing on the “Chill” part of “Netflix and Chill.” 

By the time your heavy romp was over, Hoseok excused himself to the bathroom while you stayed on the sofa, basking in sheer ecstasy. The silence of the living room suddenly broke when you heard the vibration of Hobi’s phone against the coffee table. Feeling a bit nosy, you decided to pick up his phone to see what notification he received. However, your thumb accidentally slid across the phone screen and it opened to his messaging app. You knew snooping on someone’s phone was not only a bad idea, but a total invasion of privacy. But you were too noisy for your own good. 

The screen was already opened on Hoseok’s conversation with his best friend, Jimin. You read their most recent texts, then instantly regretted it.

Jimin: Y/N? The same Y/N you’ve been hanging out with lately

Hobi: Yeah that Y/N

Jimin: But why? Didn’t you say she was ugly as fuck?

Hobi: Don’t recall using those words… but i would be quick to call her cute or anything 

Jimin: Okay so why her tho

Hobi: Well she seemed desperate enough to fool around with so I thought ‘why not’?

Jimin: Dude

You were so dumbstrucked of what you’ve just read that you didn’t hear Hoseok’s approaching footsteps. 

“What’re you doing…,” he begins as he sees you with his phone in your hands, screen opened to his texts. “What the fuck, Y/N?!” He tried to grab the phone from your hands before you threw hard at his chest. 

“You fucking asshole!!,” you cried. You actually thought someone as handsome as Hoseok genuinely liked you. But sadly you were dead wrong. 

He ended up kicking you out of his apartment but you didn’t care, you wanted to get out there. To get away from him. After getting into your car, you drove to the nearest parking lot you could find and sat there in the silence. And wept. 

Namjoon 

Weddings were never your thing. For as long as you can remember, you were always dragged to go to someone's wedding. It started with relatives, then your older siblings, and now, as an adult, your friends. Everyone excused your hatred for weddings as you being a curmudgeon. But the real reason you weren’t a fan of them was that deep inside you knew you that no one would ever make you their bride. You were never going to wear a gorgeous yet outrageously expensive wedding gown. And most of all, you were never going to find a groom who will look at you lovingly while saying his vows before grabbing you for a passionate. But that’s life right?

You have gotten to a point where you swore off weddings because you just couldn’t bear them anymore. But your best friend since childhood just had to get engaged and made you her maid of honor. You loved her so much and wished for her happiness above yours so you decided to bear and grin through it. But this is the last one, you swore to yourself. 

Fast forward to three months into the engagement, it was the night of the engagement party. You and the rest of the bridesmaids were set to meet the groomsmen. The men were pretty normal, none of them really catching your eye. And then you were introduced to the best man, Kim Namjoon, and it was pretty much love at first sight. He was smart, funny and extremely handsome- saying that he was the perfect man would’ve been a complete understatement. And to your luck, he was incredibly kind to you and wanted to work side by side in this engagement. He gave you his contact information and social media, assuring you you can reach him anytime. And you did. Not only did you message him about the wedding, it soon evolved into friendly conversations about each other’s lives. In one of these conversations, you found that he was single and that he wasn’t planning on taking a date to the big day. Obviously, you didn’t have the balls to ask Namjoon out right then and there. But it did give you the incentive to wow him at the wedding. It was definitely something to look forward to. 

Fast Forward to the actual day of the wedding. For once, you actually put effort into your wedding appearance. You made sure you were beautifully glammed up, hoping to make Namjoon fall in love with you. During the reception, you even told some of the bridesmaids your plan, and they helped gas you up and gave you supportive platitudes. With their support and a few glasses of champagne, you were ready to ask Namjoon to dance. 

Walking up to the bar where he was sitting, your best friend stops you. 

“Hey, I was actually about to talk to Namjoon-”

“I know what you're about to do, one of the bridesmaids told me,” she interrupted. “Trust me, it’s not a good idea.” You were confused by her words, wondering why would stop you from finally giving love a chance. That’s when she pulled you aside and told you the truth. “He’s not a good guy, Y/N. He’s been making disgusting and hurtful comments about the bridesmaids and you especially. When he said that you weren’t “too ugly to fool around in the broom closet, but not hot enough for a one stand, I had to possess every power in me to not knock his lights out.” 

You just stood there, silently nodding and taking in her words. You put on a brave face but it was clear that your heart was broken into a million pieces. 

Your best friend pulled you into a tight hug. “Forget about that dumbass, you’re absolutely stunning. Just stick with me for the rest of the evening, okay?” 

“Okay,” the only thing you could reply with.