BTS Scenario - reader who hides emotions
Hi sweetie, I sincerely apologise for not posting this sooner, although I promised I would...honestly with all the final exams and stuff, this was quite the challenge for me and I hope I was able to deliver what you have requested. (I really, really hope you like it!)
Happy holidays! :3
Pairing - BTS x reader
Warnings - none ; it might be too long hahaha
Admin - _Maggie_
Kim Seokjin
“(Y/N)? You okay?” Jin asked, seeing you stare blankly at the phone in your hands. “(Y/N)?” he called again and you blinked, waving your head before you looked up at him. “Yes, why?” You asked, fake smile plastered on your face and Jin chewed onto his bottom lip. “You have been staring at your phone for quite some time now..” you watched how he approached you, not moving. “what did you see there?” he took your phone and unlocked it.
“Have you seen the bitch Seokjin is dating? Oh My God, she is so ugly and I bet she is with him for money and fame.”
He looked up, your face still having the fake smile he hated. “Why are you reading that?” you did not answer. “(Y/N), how many times have I told you to not read that shit?” he asked, his tone rising but you did not waver. “It does not bother me at all.” You responded, your face emotionless and you got up to leave the room. “(Y/N)-" Jin caught your hand, stopping you.
“You are hurting me Jin.” You told him, looking him in the eyes. “Why do you keep on reading that shit? I told you several times to stop.” He waited for your answer which did not come. “(Y/N)!” he growled “ANSWER ME!” he yelled and you flinched. “Let go of me.” “NOT UNTIL YOU ANSWER ME.” You stared blankly at him, his grip tightening around your wrist.
“You know what? Forget it. I am not going to bother, you don’t want to tell me what bothers you and how you feel? Fine, keep on hiding everything from me and we will see how far it will go.” He spat, letting go of your hand as he turned around and marched out of the room.
You stood there in silence, you never showed how you felt, you promised yourself a long time ago that you will not cry ever again, but you felt tears rolling down your cheek. You sniffed, wiping your tears away with your sleeve as Jin's words replayed in your head.
“I am sorry,” Jin whispered, wrapping his hands around you from behind. He never wanted to make you cry, he never wanted to see you cry but it was pissing him off. “I overreacted.” He apologised, his grip tightening. “I-It's...It's fine..” you sniffed, silently thanking him for not turning you around. “It pissed me off, it pisses me off...you keep on hiding from me and I hate that.” He confessed, his lips pressing against the end of your jaw. “It will never happen again, I will never yell at you again.” He turned you around, wrapping his hands around your face, wiping the tears away from your face.
“You look pretty when you cry tho.” You chuckled. “T-Thanks?” Jin leaned down, pressing his lips against yours. “I love you.” “I-I love you too.” Smiling, Jin pulled you close. “I know.” Wrapping your hands around him you thanked the world for rewarding you with such a gentle boyfriend.
Kim Namjoon
“Anyhow, I lost my goddamn earphones...again!” Namjoon complained, throwing his bag on the floor. You tilted your head, nodding at him and Namjoon bit the inner side of his cheek. Something was troubling you, he could tell. He learned how to read your body language since you never showed your feelings.
Whenever something troubled you, you would close yourself more. Usually, your body language would be more open and he would always feel welcome, but now...the way you clutched the book close to yourself told another story.
“Babe, what is wrong?” he asks, sitting on the sofa next to you. “I am fine.” You replied and Namjoon tilted his head, getting a hold of a book you held. “(Y/N)-" he called softly, you focused your eyes on him. “I am fine.” You repeated. “You promised me last time that you will talk.” He stated, his eyes narrowing and you sighed. “Nothing is going on.” You lied to him and Namjoon sighed.
“You are lying to me again. You promised you will not to.” He growled, staring at you. “I am not-" “Don't just don't.” He raised his hands in the air. “I give up, I am done.” He moved away from you, your heart arching. “Namjoon-" you called, trying to stop him from leaving.
“Enough (Y/N), you lied to me and broke your promise I am done!” he said, voice rising as he got up. “I am fine with you not talking and expressing yourself but lying to me? I can't put up with that, not anymore. I feel like shit every time I come to you for comfort and you never, never did that.” He glanced at you, your hands trembling and he hated himself for saying what he did but, he had to. “I am seriously done (Y/N). When will you stop being cold towards me?” you didn't respond, you couldn't find words and Namjoon rubbed his temples as you looked away.
“I-" he sighed, turning on his heel and when he was about to leave, you caught the brim of his shirt, stopping him. “I-I am sorry.” You whispered, clutching his shirt. “D-Don't leave me.” You begged and Namjoon felt your handshaking and he turned around to see you. Guilt flashed through his body. “I-I will change, just-" your voice broke and Namjoon sat back down. “Come here, idiot.” He whispered, opening his arms and you instantly went in them.
“I do not want you to change, I just want you to talk to me.” He confessed, his hands trailing down your back, caressing it gently. “I know it's hard and I told you many times that it's okay but, I can't go over the fact that you broke your promise. That hurts.” You clutched his shirt in your hands. “I am sorry.” You apologised again. “It's hard.” Namjoon kissed the top of your head. “I know, that is why you start with small things okay?” Not daring to look at him, you nodded your head. “So, will you tell me?” “I-I...I am worried, I am meeting your sister tomorrow and I do not know how to talk and-" Namjoon interrupted you by raising your head, forcing you to look at him and he chuckled at the pink colour on your cheeks.
“You are dumb, you know that? She will love you.” He kissed your flushed cheek. “H-How do you know I-" his lips attacked yours, playfully. “I just know.” You gave in, you could never win against this strong and stubborn leader you loved very much. “Stop worrying and from now on, you will tell me 1 annoying thing that happened to you through your days okay?” You smiled as he moved the brim of your hair behind your ear. “Okay.” Namjoon smiled, cuddling you close.
Min Yoongi
You two were the same, did not talk much about what troubled you and you both were used to not showing your emotions in front of others. It took Yoongi years to openly talk to his bandmates and that time he cried on the stage...he was not proud of it, but he was not able to suppress his happiness and love he felt.
Ever since then, he became bit open, at least he tried to especially when you were in the picture. He realized how easy it was because he knew that you would not judge him. He was the first one to say “I love you" and he made sure you do not feel pressured to say it back. You showed it, with each your touch, small and caring things you did for him and it was enough. In the beginning, it was enough but, now? He hoped he would hear it, he hoped it would slip but, it never happened.
Is it so hard to say?
He did not know, it was easy for him...he got used to the warm feeling in his body when he would say it, he got used to your small smile after he said it. And he waited, waited for you to say it...he thought that you are waiting for a special occasion and as the clock slowly ticked away the day of his birthday, he realized you would never say it.
He watched you walk towards the doors of his room and when your hand reached the handle, he snapped. “Will you ever say it back?” he asked, his eyes focusing on the lyrics he had in front of himself. You stopped, blinking as you turned your head to look at him. “Wh-What do you mean?” you asked, staring at him, he didn't look up at you.
“I confessed a year ago, you never said it back...how long do I have to wait?” your hand left the door handle as you turned your whole body towards him. “Yoongi-" you carefully called his name. “I love you, is that so hard to say?” he asked, his eyes finally meeting your (e/c) ones. Your chest tightened, his eyes burned holes in your soul as they saddened with each second that passed.
“I know I said it’s okay but not anymore (Y/N), I love you...I just want to hear it.” Yoongi confessed and you looked down. “I-I thought you would understand..” You whispered, hearing Yoongi getting up from his chair. “I understand and I know you do care for me but I want to hear you say it.” You did not answer and Yoongi waited for a couple of minutes in a heavy silence. “Just forget I said anything and go home.” He growled, turning on his heel. “Yoongi-" “I have work to do, leave.” And so, you did.
You came back, later that night when you were sure he was asleep. You loved him, more than anything but were so scared of saying it. Yoongi was laying on his bed, his head snapping towards you as you opened the doors. “I-I thought you were asleep-" you squirmed, apologizing and Yoongi sighed. “Well I am not, what do you want?” he asked harshly, instantly biting his tongue. “I-I don't-" you stuttered. “Just come here.” Yoongi pats the place next to him and you listened. He pulled you on his chest, kissing your forehead.
“I am sorry for being an asshole.” He whispered, his hands wrapping around your small figure. “I became too greedy, not thinking about your feelings.” You listened to his words and a calm heartbeat. “I-I love you...Yoongi,” you whispered, heeling his heart jump.
“W-What did you just-" he stopped, not being able to talk. “I was a bitch, I am sorry I-" he pulled you up. “S-Say it again.” He pleaded, the dim light in his room making you visible enough for him to see your deep reed cheeks. “I-I love you.” You repeated and Yoongi pulled your face close to his, crashing his lips against yours.
“A-Again.” He demanded, your confession sounding unreal. “I love you.” You whispered through the kiss “I love you too.” Yoongi said, moving away from you, caressing your cheeks. “W-Was that so hard to say?” he teased. “Y-Yes.” You confessed, “Thank you..thank you for saying it.” He whispered, kissing you again as his heart skipped a beat.
Jung Hoseok.
Hoseok froze on the spot, he wasn’t able to do anything except watch how your favourite, white mug with small Christmas trees slipped out of his hands and fell on the floor in slow motion. Breaking into million pieces, making it impossible to glue back and the hot chocolate he made you, stained the floor and kitchen elements brown. “Hoseok? What happened?” he heard your voice and saw you approaching, he swallowed hard. “I-I am sorry, it slipped.” He apologised and you saw your mug, shattered on the floor.
You bit your bottom lip and sucked in a breath. “Are you hurt?” you asked, staying calm and Hoseok shakily nodded his head. “Y-Yeah b-but your mug is broken.” “It's fine.” You said, catching Hoseok's hand in yours...checking it for wounds. He stared at you, not believing his eyes and ears. He knew how much that mug meant to you, he knew how much you wanted it and when you got it...that was the first time he saw you react and showing your feelings. It was the first time he was not the one who made you smile and it warmed his heart to the core.
“Are you serious right now?” he asked, staring blankly at you. You looked up, tilting your head in confusion. “You won't yell at me or anything?” “Why would I?” you asked, looking down at his hands, which he snapped out of yours. “I broke your favourite mug goddamn it.” Hoseok barked, glaring at you. “It upsets you, you can't say it doesn't.” You stayed quiet, biting your lip as what he said was true and you still did not want to scream or yell. “There is nothing to say.” You replied and Hoseok grabbed your shoulders, squeezing them as he looked you in the eyes. “Scream, yell at me...just fucking say something that is not It's okay!” you stared blankly at him, not getting why he was acting raising his voice, but you were not good with emotions so...
“(Y/N)-" Hoseok called your name, shaking your shoulders. “JUST SAY SOMETHING!” he screamed and you snapped. “YOU WANT ME TO YELL? SCREAM AT YOU?” You raised your voice and Hoseok's eyes widened. “DO YOU?” You screamed at him and Hoseok stepped a bit away. “I AM NOT GOOD WITH WORDS AND EMOTIONS AND ITS EASIER TO SAY ITS FINE THAN TO YELL.” You blurted out, shaking as you couldn't believe what you did. It was Hoseok's turn to stay quiet. This was the first time he heard you yell and he got scared.
“You have broken my fucking mug and made me lose my temper.” You glared at him, turning on your heel. “Nicely done Hoseok.” Hoseok stared blankly at your back as they disappeared. “W-What just happened?!” he asked out loud and second after he was running after you. “(Y/N)!” He called, crashing into the bedroom, seeing you cry.
“I am sorry!” he cried, wrapping his hands around you. You punched his chest, trying to push him away. “W-Why would you make me do that?!” You asked, tears streaming down your cheeks. “I would have told you but not like that!” you cried and Hoseok pulled you closer. “I got so upset because you did not get mad at me, not even when I broke your Christmasy Cup.” He clutched you closer before he moved slightly away to look at you. “I love my Christmasy Cup, that is true but I am not a type who would scream.” You sniffed “I am sorry for pushing you out of your comfort zone.” Hoseok kissed your forehead. “Y-You owe me a new mug.” You whispered and Hoseok chuckled. “I will buy you a new mug love.” You nodded cutely.
Hoseok grinned at your cuteness and pressed his lips against yours before he slid them down your neck. “You know...you are so hot when you get mad.” A shiver danced down your spine as he hummed in your ear. “H-Hoseok!” you squirmed, blushing as you pushed him away. “Y-You have a kitchen to clean!” you pushed him slightly away and he groaned. “I forgot about that!” he instantly moved away from you. “I will be back.” He copied Swartzineger's voice and you chuckled. “I love you.” He purred, planting one last kiss against your forehead and vanishing out of the room.
You chuckled, wiping your tears away as you waited for your man to come back with a new hot chocolate, which he did...half an hour later with a new, bigger mug and a big Christmas tree on the front. Your eyes widened and you instantly ran to him...spilling the hot chocolate all over the floor.
“I love you.” You clutched him close and he laughed. “I love you too but babe, you are spilling!” he chuckled and you blushed, moving away. “Third time is a charm.” He says, laughing as he went in the kitchen to make you a new cup of hot chocolate.
Park Jimin
Jimin ran around like a little kid, it was his day off and you promised him many days ago that you two would go on a date in the new amusement park. He was extra excited which made you happy but, the dull pain in your stomach did not help you be as relaxed as you wanted to. You felt week, your legs were shaking with each step you took and you cursed at the fact that your period came early and you were unprepared. You had “just in case" tampons in all of your bags, but you always forgot to put painkillers in.
“WE HAVE TO GO THERE!” Jimin got a hold of your hand, tugging it as he skipped down the road. You trailed after him, trying to keep up and when the rush of adrenalin and being pulled around washed out, your vision became blurry and black spots slowly filled your vision. “J-Jimin-" you managed to call, raising your hand in the air before darkness swallowed you.
“(Y/N)!” Jimin managed to catch just before your torso hit the ground, his hands wrapped around your small body as he pulled you up and went on a bench. His heart was beating hard, his breath shaky as he trier not to panic. Gently, he placed you on the bench, raised your legs on up on the handle and took the bottle of water you always carried with you. And he waited, waited for you to regain consciousness as he gently placed your head in his lap and caressed your soft locks. Those three minutes seemed like ages for him and he saw you slowly open your eyes, a burden dropped from his heart and anger lighted up.
“W-What happened?” You asked, your eyes adjusting to the light. “You fainted,” Jimin responded, his voice flat and you flinched as he looked down at you. You did not have to move his mask down to see that he was mad, his jaw clenched and eyes narrowed. You swallowed, “J-Jimin.” your voice trembling “Don't you Jimin me (Y/N).” Your lover warned, staring you down. “You passed out, do you have any idea how scared I was?!” he clenched his jaw harder, trying to stay calm.
“What if I didn't reach you on time? What if you hit your head? Why the fuck didn't you tell me you were in pain? WHY?!” his voice raised with each word he said and you looked away. “LOOK AT ME!” His hand flew towards your chin, harshly raising it, forcing you to look at him. “Do you know how scared I was?” his eyes saddened, tears welled up in them. “Fuck (Y/N), you scared the shit out of me.” You chewed onto your bottom lip, swallowing hard as you pulled yourself up, sitting next to him.
“I am sorry, you were so excited and I did not want to tell you.” You confessed, looking down. “I didn't want to ruin your day off.” Jimin sighed, rubbing his temples. “You know, I do not mind the fact that you do not like to talk about emotions or cry in front of me but...when you are hurting that is something I need to know!” he said, taking your hand in his. “Especially when you have cramps, which I know are bad.” Your eyes widened at his statement. “H-How did you-" “I am not that stupid.” He growled, “Your period is near, that much I know and the only logical explanation for you fainting is cramp pain.” You stayed quiet, not knowing what to say and Jimin got up.
“Let's just go home...I do not want to be here anymore.” Guilt washed over your body and you got up. “Jimin, we still have half to-" “I don't want to ride rollercoasters anymore...I just want to go home, can we just go home?” he asked, turning on his heel and you followed him. “I am sorry.” You whispered, walking behind him and he turned around. “Sorry for what?” “Ruining your day...” Rolling his eyes, Jimin pulled you close.
“Yeah you should be sorry and as an apology let me take care of you. We will go home, you will take a warm shower and after that, I will be your professional cuddler, is that okay?” A smile broke on your lips and you nodded, looking at him. “How did I live without you?” You asked and Jimin leaned down, rubbing his nose against yours. “I do not know, how did you?” you shrugged with a chuckle and Jimin softly kissed you. “Promise me that you will tell me next time.” “I promise.” Smiling, you walked down the park.
He kept his word, he made sure you were comfortable and all snuggled up before he followed you into a dream world, holding you close to him.
Kim Taehyung.
“(Y/N)! We are going to Hyungsik-hyung's house!” Taehyung's voice echoed through the apartment and you sighed. “Why?” you asked when Taehyung appeared in the room with a big grin on his face. “We are having a reunion and they also want you to come.” You stared at him for a moment before you nodded and got up. He looked so excited and you did not want to complain or ruin his free day. “Okay, we are leaving in 20.” “Okay.” You whispered, going towards your closet to pick up the outfit.
You hoped you two would stay home as he agreed to a few days ago. You did not feel like hanging out with people, but going to that reunion means being with Taehyung so, you swallowed your words and locked your feelings deeper. You do not remember the last time you two were alone and all you want is to snuggle next to him, eat popcorn and watch some movie.
“Are you done?” Taehyung asked, fixing his jacket and you exited the room. Tight jeans hugged your curves perfectly and shirt accelerated your eye colour. Taehyung licked his lips and pulled you closer. “You look good.” He complimented, kissing your cheek and you smiled a bit, following him out of the apartment. “I can't wait to see them all!” he sang, walking next to you, excited. “Yeah? I am glad.” You replied, regulating your breathing and convincing yourself that you will be okay.
You loved the Hwarang crew, they made you feel welcome and more than anything you loved the younger/older brother relationships between them. Your chest tightened a bit and you swallowed hard. Taehyung forgot all about you the moment you entered the house and so, you sat a bit aside, waiting for Taehyung to stop talking so that you can ask him to go home. You were exhausted, reaching your limit. Every time you would try to get Taehyng's attention, he would brush you off or glance at you for a second before he would forget about you in an instant. You took a deep breath and tried for the last time and, when Taehyung ignored you, you simply said that you will see him home (not caring if he heard or not) and saying bye to Hyungsik, you left.
Taehyung noticed you weren't there an hour after you left and he got mad. He stormed out if the reunion and went home. “(Y/N)!” He yelled, slamming the doors behind him and marching into the living room. You sat there, a fluffy blanket around you. “(Y/N)!” He yelled again, standing in front of you and you looked up at him. “WHY DID YOU LEAVE? WHEN DID YOU LEAVE? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE LEAVING?” He growled,
I-I did.” You replied with a whisper. “No, you did NOT. Do you have any idea how stupid I looked when everybody in the fucking room knew you left except me?!” you listened to him, not believing your ears. “How could you do that? How could you be so inconsiderate?!” you didn't say a word, your heartbeat raising as Taehyung began to walk away from you and you just couldn't stay quiet.
“Me being inconsiderate?!” you growled, getting up. “What about you Taehyung?!” he stopped, turning around to look at you. “What the fuck do you mean?!” he spat, staring at you. “You never asked me how I felt! You fucking promised that we would stay home and we went to the reunion. And you even forgot about me the second we went in there. Do you even know how I am feeling?” you asked. “No, I don't because you never talk about your feelings.” Taehyung spat, glarring at you.
You swallowed. “We have been together for three years Taehyung, you should have fucking learned.” You looked at him, tears in your eyes. “You act like you do not know me.” Tears fell from your eyes and you left him standing there as you slammed the doors of your bedroom behind.
Taehyung stood in the living room, his eyes blurring as he then realized all the obvious signs he stupidly ignored. The way you did not giggle as you used to when he complimented you, the way you walked slightly behind him, the way your sentences were short at the reunion and the way you tried to get his attention and give him notice that you were not okay, but he ignored all of that. He was too excited to see his hyung's, that he ignored you...made you sad when all you asked out of him was to spend some time alone and he picked a stupid reunion over spending time with his (h/c) haired lover her loved very much. You should have been his priority and he failed you.
With tears in his eyes, he went in your shared bedroom and went to you, wrapping his hands around your torso, your backs pressed against his chest. “I am sorry, I am so, so sorry.” He cried, hiding his face in your hair. “I took you for granted and ignored all the signs. I am so fucking stupid.” You heard his soft sniffles, felt his chest shaking and you bit the inner side of your cheek. “I-I am sorry too.” You whispered and felt how Taehyung waved his head. “You have nothing to be sorry about, I am an idiot.” He kissed your back. “Please, forgive me.”
You turned around, placing your hands on his face and wiping his tears away. “It's okay Tae, I am not mad, it's okay.” He looked at you, nodding. “Now, can you smile for me baby?” you asked sweetly and he broke down into giggles, you calling him baby always made him happy. “Hyungsik-Hyung was right, you are my Angel sent from heaven.” You chuckled and Taehyung pulled you closer. “So, wanna watch a movie? Eat popcorn?” nodding happily on his question, you got up and he helped you prepare for the movie night.
Jeon Jungkook
“This fucking...YOU IDIOT!” Jungkook screamed at his screen, aggressively clicking his mouse and keyboard. “AH, FUCK ME!” He cursed again and you raised your eyes from the phone to him. He amused you and you did not want to admit but God your boyfriend was extra sexy and cute when he yelled at the computer. “HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET YOURSELF KILLED?!” He screamed again, and you could not help but laugh at him.
“Why the fuck are you laughing?!” he growled, turning around and glaring at you. “Nothing.” You replied, focusing your eyes back at your phone. “(Y/N), why are you laughing?” he asked again. “I am laughing at you.” You responded honestly and Jungkook sighed, getting up, pissed. “I am glad I amuse you.” He spat, exiting the room and you sat there, confused at his lash out but you brushed it off, not wanting to think much of it.
The computer kept making sounds and so, you got up and went towards it. Placing your hands on the desk, you looked at the screen, leaning down. Your eyes scanned the screen and you saw some messages popping up.
Oppa, you are so good at gaming
Oppa when are we going to meet? Can we do it again?
Oppa, is your girlfriend bothering you again?
You moved away from the desk, your hands shaking.
Was he cheating on you? Would he do that? Your Jungkookie?
You shook your head, refusing to believe at whatever you were reading.
Oppa, leave her and come to me...I miss you
Jungkook went back in, seeing you standing in front of the computer, your face blank. “(Y/N)-?” He called, tilting his head. “Your computer was making sounds, I turned the volume off, I hope I did not do something bad.” You told him, surprised at how calm your voice sounded. “It's fine.” He said, sitting back at the table.
Half an hour later, you still did not comment on anything. You stayed quiet, your chest hurting, mouth dry and you tried your hardest to not have a panic attack. You heard Jungkook chuckle as he typed on the keyboard and you knew he was not playing. Getting up, you took your bag and looked at him.
“If you plan on cheating on me, at least let me keep my dignity.” You said, still showing no emotions and Jungkook turned on his chair to see you. “You fucking read my messages?!” he growled. “I asked you something.” His voice deepened and eyes glared at you.
“Yes, I did.” You replied, voice still not trembling. “And you didn't say a thing? Seriously?” he asked and you waved your head. “Not worth it.” “Are you trying to say that I - we are not worth it?” he asked, biting his lip. “We obviously do not matter to you so why bother.” You stated and Jungkook sighed, his head falling back in the chair. “Do you even love me (Y/N)? Do you even care?” you shifted the weight from one foot to another. “Yeah, I do.” You replied. “You have a nice way of showing it.” Jungkook said, not looking at you.
He didn’t say a word, you two standing in the silence. The burden on your chest became too hard and Jungkook looked at you. “Y-You know-" you started, words stuck in your throat and Jungkook interrupted you.
“You never say anything, you are never bothered, you are always okay with everything...I have been playing games for days now, spending every free hour on the computer and you never, not even once asked me to stop nor tried to stop me." Jungkook said, his voice calm. “It pisses me off, you piss me off. When will you be selfish? For once?” you swallowed the lump you had in your mouth. “I-" you couldn't find words and Jungkook turned the screen towards you.
“All of this is fake, I made Taehyung type this just to see if you still care.” He said and you couldn't believe your ears. “I guess that this was not good at-" your body moved on your own, you had no time to stop yourself as you raised your hand in the air, slapping Jungkook across the face. “You fucking asshole.” You spat, Jungkook looked down, his eyes wide. “You fucking asshole.” You repeated, your body shaking.
“I-I am sorry, I just wanted to-" he stopped, looking up. You were shaking abnormally, your breathing uneven and he instantly regretted what he did. “I-I know I am bad at being a good girlfriend b-but I never once...I-I never wanted to hurt you o-or make you t-think I-" You hiccupped. “I-I-" your voice broke, and instantly, Jungkook had his hands around you.
He hated himself, regretted what he did...he never wanted to cause you to have a panic attack. “I-I am so sorry.” He apologised, holding you close. “I-I know how much you love playing games and I love seeing you play them and I never said anything because it made you happy and-"Jungkook squeezed you tighter.
“Just shut up.” He growled at you. “Shut up and let me feel like shit because of what I did.” You nodded, not wanting to talk anymore. He held you close, his head, hidden in the crook of your neck. “J-Jungkook-" you called, almost ten minutes later. “Yeah?” he asked, not moving. “You are done with feeling like shit?” the male snickered, moving away. “I think I will never forgive myself.” You tilted your head, looking him in the eyes.
“Do you hate me?” Jungkook asked with a whisper. “Yeah, I hate you for making me slap you.” He sighed. “I deserved it.” With that, Jungkook sat in his chair, pulling you in his lap. “Is it really Taehyung?” you asked and Jungkook turned his chair around, showing you the conversation.
“I would never cheat on you, no matter what,” Jungkook promised, leaning his head against your shoulder.
“Can you teach me?” you asked, moving slightly away. “Teach you what?” “How to play.” A huge smile broke on his lips. “Seriously?” he wrapped his hands around you, squeaking happily. “Yeah, that way we can play games together and-" he did not let you finish. “Okay, you use this to change weapons, this to go forward and-" you chuckled at the way his voice got childish, you forgave him...the moment he apologised.
You got a hold of a mouse and followed his instructions. “You are good!” Jungkook praised you happily as he watched your game. “Really?” “Yes, you are better than I was when I started playing.” The game ended and you slightly moved away, looking at him. “Am I good enough for playing with you?” he smiled brightly, nuzzling his nose against your cheek. “I am really sorry for what I did.”
You shook your head. “I forgive you.” Jungkook leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours. “I love you, from the bottom of my heart.” You blushed at his confession. “I love you too.” You whisperer, kissing him. “So, shall we kick some ass?” chuckling, Jungkook nodded, taking joystick in his hands.
