#btsromance

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“Hand these in” you told him, tossing the task of papers that soon scattered on his desk. 

“I'm not in charge of that” he replied back, not even looking in your direction or even fixing the papers you messed up. 

He never makes things easy for you. It’s a pain in the ass to do projects with such a person like him. To think you have to correct the work he does and he doesn’t even have the decency to even hand it in? Asshole.

Yeah you understand he does the majority of the work. He is the one that takes all the pictures and edits each one of them. But you were the one that wrote paragraphs over paragraphs. Talking about the products being launched and how they work.

You spent days working on it. Around more than twenty pages, which weren’t even all of them. You physically had to shorten it down. 

And he has the audacity to act like this? Oh you will rip him apart.

“Well now you are, hand it in” you said, turning away from his desk as you started walking away from him.

You could care one fuck for how many times he called you. Telling you he wasn’t going to hand it in. However you knew he would hand it in. He has done it so many times, and well you aren’t going to hand it in.

It’s not childish what you are doing, you have things to do. Other works to check, other articles and slides to make. You are way too busy for you to go and explain the entire project to your boss. 

A project both you and Jungkook sadly worked on. He can hand it in and explain it all in the process. That’s the minimun he can do.

“What’s with you!? I have work to do as well!” he exclaimed, as he walked over to your desk. He slammed his hand on your desk. Something that made you look up at him.

“Not my problem, at least do that” you said, turning your monitor back on as he groaned in anger. 

“You think so highly of yourself don’t you?” he barked back, something that made you look up at him. Your eyes showed ‘don’t care’ but also annoyed. 

You don’t think highly of yourself. That isn’t even the case, the problem is that he doesn’t want to hand in things. You always do it, and he’s always the one off the hook. 

It’s always you the one presenting the projects to your boss, it’s you putting all the information onto the articles and it’s you who ends up not taking all the credit even though you deserve it.

He gets praised even when he does the bare minimun.

Yet he’s still mad? Unbelieve.

“No actually, but I should” you said, looking back at your monitor as you started logging into your computer. 

But before you knew it, you felt his hand on your wrist. And soon enough he pulled you up from your chair, dragging you with one hand as he had the stack of papers on the other one. 

How petty can one be?

“Are you kidding me!?” you exclaimed, as he didn’t let your hand go. The grip of his hand on yours was too tight.

Once you both reached the big black doors, he gave it a soft knock as an answer was quick to be heard.

It only took a ‘come in’ for him to drag you inside. It was too late for you to say anything, or to try to fight him back. Not when your boss was looking at the two of you. 

He did let go of your hand once you both reached inside, just so it wouldn’t look weird and there wouldn’t be any misunderstanding. Which you didn’t even want honestly.

“Jungkook and Y/n? What’s the surprise?” your boss said, as he looked over to you and then back at Jungkook. 

Without much to say, Jungkook handed the papers to him. Something that he immediately started looking over.

“We are here to represent the new project” Jungkook announced, as he looked over to you. Glaring at you with such a hateful look, one you immediately gave him 

He dislikes you just as much as you dislike him. It will always be that way. It’s the way you both choose it for yourselves.

And it hasn’t changed for years.

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“Okay, you can both stop glaring at each other now” Jimin laughed, as you both didn’t even acknowledge what he said at all.

Let’s say that after you and Jungkook talked to your boss about the project and how everything was done. It only took a good job from him for you both to hurry outside and work on the pending works you both had.

Of course there were some curses, some ugly glares and some talked behind the back that you both did. But there wasn’t much communication after, not that there ever is between the two of you.

You both barely even talk when it comes to doing projects. He just knows what part to do and you know yours. So it’s mostly individual work.

Other than that there has never been a full conversation between the two of you, or just a conversation in general. 

It’s weird to describe where you stand with Jungkook because there has never been anything, you could never get on his good side and he could never get into yours. It’s weird but you both never did anything about that. 

So it became normal for you to just stay the way you are. 

But the reason you both are staring at each other in such a hateful way right now was because you both had to sit on the same table. In the same apartment, with the same friends.

It’s a little funny to say. But when it comes to your friends, you love them, you adore both of them. Jimin is that sweet kind hearted person you first met in your first year of college. Which has been years since then.

And Taehyung is bold, funny, and just as nice as well. Which you also met him in your first year of college, through Jimin. They both became your best friends in a matter of days. 

But there was something that they both missed when it came to sharing things. Let’s say they totally ignored the fact of another horrible person that was involved with them. 

With them also came Jungkook. A person who you never got along with. At first you both didn’t talk. Yes you both would be in the same room with the same friends, but there was no communication between the two of you.

It went on like that, no communication or even some smiles. You both were just strangers. But over time that changed. Once you both graduated college and accidentally got into the same job environment, things got more heated.

This sort of brough disrespect between the two of you, and even started showing this anger on both sides. It was sort of unexplainable. But you hated having him around, something about him wasn’t to your suiting.

And well it started with glares, then it was bad talking, and now it’s both. It just started and now it doesn’t stop. There’s no reason for you both to be friends, you both haven’t been for years. 

It’s not that you guys hate each other, hate would be too strong. You guys just don’t get along and never actually tried to get along either. 

So what’s the point?

“Oh come on” Jimin laughed, his eyes switching from you to then Jungkook. Watching as the two of you weren’t even saying anything. It was just glares.

“Why invite her?” Jungkook said, as you soon scoffed. “Why invite him?” you quickly said, as now he scoffed.

“They are my friends” he said, as you laughed. “They are mine too” you said, as he just rolled his eyes, finally looking away.

“You guys never change” Jimin said, sighing to himself as he sat down on the chair. Laughing to himself as he watched your expressions.

“I never understood why you guys never became friends” Jimin said, as Taehyung soon joined him in. Sitting beside Jimin as his eyes lingered between the two of you.

“You both have so much potential” Jimin continued, as Taehyung nodded, drinking from his beer. 

“Enough” Jungkook said, looking over to Jimin as he then looked away. “Besides that” Jimin said, trying to change the topic. As well as the atmosphere.

“Seokjin is getting married in a couple of months you guys” Jimin happily said, as you looked over to him.

You do remember the time he proposed to Carla. It was such a beautiful proposal, the roses on the beach, the candles– that were fake but they looked real, and the music. Everything added in the moment.

You fell in love with the whole proposal. And the way that Carla cried when he went to his knees brought tears to your eyes. 

You were so happy for them, you adored it all. And well you all helped prepare the proposal. You remember the moment he came up to you, asking for advice from a woman. He said that he believed you knew more than him.

And you did your magic and it went so well for them.

Of course the wedding invitations came out a few weeks laters. They said they wanted to get married as soon as possible. They've been dating for six years, so you knew the rush was coming. 

But it’s nice to see them happy.

“To think he proposed not too long ago” Taehyung said, as you all nodded. Remember the sweet moment.

“You did amazing with it Y/n” he added, as you softly chuckle. “I just wanted the best for her and him” you said.

“According to Seokjin, he wanted to have a party with all of us.” Jimin said, as the news didn’t just catch your attention, but Jungkook’s as well.

“He’s having a big party next weekend and we are all invited” Jimin said as Taehyung was quick to cheer. Hands up in the air as he started cheering loudly. 

He loves parties, mostly those that have a ton of alcohol. For some reason he loves alcohol, a little too much you would say. It sometimes takes Jimin, Jungkook and you to get him home because he’s drunk up to his toes.

Something that definitely annoys the three of you. And you are sure that’s what he’s planning to do it again.

“You better not drink too much Taehyung” Jimin said, looking over to him as Taehyung groaned.

“But it’s a party” he said, as Jimin rolled his eyes at him. “And? This is important to Seokjin” he added, something that made you want to laugh.

Jimin is always the one scolding him. Well he’s always the one scolding all of you. One wrong move that you do in front of Jimin and it’s over for you. You have made a bunch, so you know from experience.

He’s always the one splitting the fights up, mostly between you and Taehyung. It’s not real fights but more of bickering between the two of you. Which Jimin always has to split the fight because he says you guys are childish.

You find it funny though.

As Taehyung was about to say something else, the sound of knocking was what brought you all back. Making you all look at each other.

“I didn’t invite anyone else” Jimin said, sitting up from the chair as he walked over to the door. He suddenly looked towards the table, eyeing you all.

“If it’s the police, we give Taehyung right away” he added, something that made you and Jungkook laugh. Watching as Taehyung just gasped.

Slowly, Jimin opened the door. Peeking his head over the door as the person in front of the door was familiar. Which also made him feel relieved. 

Looking over to the table, he smiled. “It’s not the police, sadly” he joked, as he opened the door wider. 

“But it’s for you, Jungkook” he added, stepping away from the door as Jungkook was quick to rush over to the door. And soon enough he smiled.

“Hana” he said, as you watched the female walk in, being received by Jungkook. Who wrapped his arms around her, something she did back. 

Hana is Jungkook’s girlfriend. They have been dating for two years, at least that’s what you remember. He always tends to bring her to these kinds of things. If he’s there, so is she. Always showing her face around.

She’s beautiful, of course she is. She is a model, not one of those big runway models, but she works in a modeling agency. She has black short hair, she’s tall, not too tall, but she is. Her eyes are light brown, a bit narrowed. A beautiful smile surrounding her face, and well she was pale. Not too pale but she was.

She’s quite the female. But something about her isn’t to your liking. You don’t hate her or have anything against her. You just don’t talk to her.

There’s no reason for you to talk to her, you don’t even talk to her boyfriend. That would be weird if you did. So there’s some distance between the two of you. Between all of you with her honestly.

She’s much closer to Jungkook. So when it comes to Jimin and Taehyung they only smile at her from time to time to be nice. But that’s all.

Like you said, she only gets invited to these meetings because of Jungkook. Otherwise she wouldn’t even be here. 

As she walked closer towards the table, you suddenly heard your phone ringing. Making you take it out from your purse. As the sudden name flashed on your screen you felt a sudden frustration again, making you roll your eyes.

Ignoring the call, you placed the phone on the table. Watching as Hana and Jungkook sat on the table, the two beside each other. 

And right as the call ended, messages came in flowing one after another. Something that made you annoyed. Looking over your phone, you read each one of them and soon enough you took a deep breath.

“I will order something, what do you guys want?” Jimin asked, as you quickly stood up from the chair.

“I would love to stay more but i have to go” you said, putting your phone into your pocket as more messages came flowing through your phone.

“What’s wrong?” Jimin asked, as he stood up as well, following behind you. With a smile, you shook your head.

“Nothing, enjoy the night” you said, as you soon walked out of the apartment. Jimin could only watch you walk away, as the sound of someone’s footsteps were heard from behind him.

“She will be fine, she dealt with him before” Taehyung assured him as Jimin could only nod. He felt annoyed at your situation, but he knew you had it handled.

And with that, they continued. Of course Jungkook noticed your absence but he didn’t dare to ask why you left. He didn’t care, nor did he want to know. 

I tried to smile, trying to reassure myself that everything was okay. I told myself the same thing over and over against for the past couple hours because it was the truth of what was happening right now. “It’s not your fault, Y/N. It’s been like this for a while...It’s okay.”

Quietly as I could, I picked up the plates of set food on the table and walked to the kitchen, first the side where I sat and then the side where Jin was supposed to sit. I wasn’t as big as an eater as he was so it wasn’t a surprise when most of the dishes came from his side; I was a little pickier when it came to food. Using the silverware, still polished, I gently began to scrape off the bits of food that I had left from eating. Sure, I waited but there was only so much waiting I could do before my stomach couldn’t handle the hunger; I ate my own food, no matter how much guilt I could feel in my chest by eating without him. I continued to scrape bit by bit until at a certain angle, the moonlight reflected off the shiny material of the knife right into my eyes. I wasn’t sure if it was the lack of sleep or the lack of fresh air but the light seemed bright than it was meant to be. Bright enough for the plate in my hands to slip through and shatter on the tile floor. 

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“You know...I’ve always found you beautiful.” “R-Really...?” “Really. The moment that I laid my eyes on you, my heart almost felt like it was about to stop or go out of rhythm. Even if you were afraid of us-of me- at first, look at where we are now. I can’t believe that you get more beautiful every passing second.” “I…”

“Hey, don’t close your eyes. It’ll make me feel that you’ve disappeared from my arms.”

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“Ouch…”, I hissed out. It was a bad idea to pick up the pieces barehanded but it was the only choice; We-I-had ran out of rubber gloves to safely pick them up. The blood that lightly oozed out from my finger had begun to run down the porcelain piece that I held; I swallowed slightly as I stared the drop of blood as if it was a drop of water sliding on the window as if it was raining and I was looking outside just to admire the view. From the plate’s reflection, I saw the deep bags under my eyes and the loss of life in my eyes made the soft smile more twisted than happy. Somehow, I wasn’t terrified of the image that stood in front of me; It was me so shouldn’t I feel afraid? Why wasn’t I? It felt so comfortable- 

No, more familiar than comfortable. A feeling of deja vu quickly flashed through my head. Have I been in this same situation before? I brushed off the idea quickly. My main priority was to trash the broken pieces and to pack the uneaten food away. Taking extra caution, I picked up the remaining pieces from the floor-piling one on top of the other-and threw them away in the trash can. I felt relief hearing the porcelain ding when it came in contact with the metal bottom.      It was relaxing… All that remained was the food from the dinner table. While I was still here, I reached up to one of the closed cabinets, opened it, and grabbed 2 separate blue food containers of varying sizes: one small and one large. There were hardly used so they appeared a little dusty. Nothing a little water can’t fix. 

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The sudden sound of water gently falling from the sky interrupted the silent moment between us. At the same time, we both turn around and were greeted with a window streaked with water in a matter of seconds. Without knowing, the two of them smiled. “Jin, it’s raining!”He simply laughed at my excitement and agreed with a hum. A few seconds after, he rose up from his chair, pulling me along with him. I laughed, joyful that he knew what I wanted without even asking. I felt the blush creep up on my cheeks as we reached closer towards the door that led to our garden. “Let’s enjoy the rain, Y/N!” Moments after stepping out in the rain, Jin and I began to slow dance in the middle of the garden as the rain touched our close, joining us in our dance. There were blissful smiles on our faces as we looked into each other eyes… As if nothing else mattered but the two of us. 

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Once the water washed off the layered dust on the containers, I wiped off any remaining water that glued itself to the container’s plastic with a paper towel. First, the small container was opened so that I could place the small bowl of noodles in it; It was slightly difficult with how thick the noodles were but I managed to tightly compact it so that all of it can fit in; Next came the pieces of meat, which ever so gently were placed inside the large container. Jin had always preferred his meat to be arranged in a certain way. 

With the food packed in containers, I closed off both of them before opening the refrigerator to set them on the top shelf. They were placed right next to the unopened, uneaten food container of last night’s dinner. Sighing quietly, I closed the refrigerator. In front of the freezer door was a medium-sized whiteboard stuck on by the magnet on the back. Yesterday’s note was still left untouched and unanswered. The couple, when first buying this accessory, had made an agreement to make a response to answer each other on the whiteboard notes if they ever came home late. It read: “Jin, there’s food for you on the top shelf. Make sure to eat! - Love, Y/N,” with a smiley face and heart right next to my words. I repeated the same words just below yesterday’s message with the attached marker in its’ clasp.   It was time for bed. Before bed, I liked to close the living room curtains before heading to the bedroom not too far from it. It was a good thing that the candles were still lit or otherwise, it would’ve been difficult for me to see. Walking towards the windows, my arms were already up, ready to close the blinds as quickly as I could. A routine. Except for this time, it was different. Outside the window was a perfect view of the neighborhood that was slightly dimmed by the streetlights. All of the other houses’ windows were dark with everyone most likely sleeping in their rooms; The cars were spacious from one another as they made a line down the door; There were some toys abandoned in front of the lawn of different houses, houses that I knew held kids that stayed up late, playing. In front of our house was a hooded figure, dressed in all black, walking slowly through the neighborhood. What I saw that I found completely odd was that he was holding a black umbrella over themselves. But it wasn’t raining…

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“I love you…” “I love you too..”

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Perplexed, I watched the figure walk through my front pavement but just before he was out of my sight, he stopped. Turned around. And looked straight in my direction. Startled, I quickly closed the curtains, nearly having a heart attack. I just wanted to get this night over with...And the quickest way was to get to sleep right now. Desperate, I ran towards the bedroom only to stop dead in my tracks before I even reached the end of the bed. I almost forgot today. Right on the nightstand was a small bottle of pills and a water bottle that was half empty from this morning. It made me nauseous to even think about taking those but it was for my health, for my better good. Out of nowhere, the pang of loneliness became worse than it was earlier that night. Usually, he was there to help me calm down before I took them before the two of us went to bed together. Usually. The house was empty of any human activity except for me. The moonlight from my window was the only thing that gave off a light in the room. I had no energy to even turn on the lamp. I sighed one last time, grabbing the pills and water. Mustering whatever strength that I had left, my tiny hands opened both bottles. My fingers grabbed. A single pill that was quickly placed in my mouth and quickly swallowed by a rush of water down my throat. 

Empty. I decided to leave it open on the nightstand. Time for bed…

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Meanwhile…

Right outside their home, their bedroom, was Jin pressed against the wall, not wanting to be seen. There was an unbelievable amount of pain in his heart as he looked at his hands. They were shaking which made the singular object in his hand shake along. A silver ring…

He had to bite his lips to stop himself from crying. It was his fault that things had turned out the way they did; It was his fault that they weren’t happy. 

It was his fault, his fault...fault. 

He had never thought that things would turn out this way; He had tried everything to prevent what he had feared the most and he had failed the one he truly loved with all his heart. He had seen the other possibilities of their lives; Seeing at how happy the couple grew, how their love continued to blossom--even with the occasional fights--but nothing was as bad as what he faced for real. 

Y/N did not deserve this…

He knew what he had to do. 

He just never thought that he would resort to it…

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Namjoon. 11:00 AM. Monday.

For Jin: Please think twice before you do the irreversible. Don’t you know that there is still hope for the two of you? I don’t want to stop you two from achieving what you both truly want, what you two promised to each other. Isn’t that what you want? I promised you something years ago… Is now the time to take action?

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Taehyung. Sunday.

Y/N, did you know? I mean, about Jin. “Huh?”Never mind. It’s nothing. Forget about it. “...”