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Genre: Angst
Members: Jimin x You; Jungkook; Minor appearances from other members
Part: 3/6
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Epilogue
Summary: You had always heard of women finding out unexpectedly that their boyfriend was cheating. But how many could say they sat there and watched the attraction unfold?
You stared at Jimin tensely. He had been staying at your apartment for the last three weeks, leaving only to go practice. According to him, Jungkook had taken to trying to fight with him whenever they saw each other so he didn’t feel comfortable staying at the dorm. That you understood and it didn’t bother you. However, what did bother you was that the entire three weeks he’d been here, he’d spent most of his time on his phone. One day he had texted the entire night, another night he sat on the balcony with headphones in talking to someone, and recently he’d been video chatting. Tonight, he spent most of the evening on the couch scrolling on his phone. He hadn’t even noticed that you made no move to turn a light on in the living room as 10pm drew closer. Occasionally, he’d release a soft sigh, his thumb pausing momentarily before continuing to scroll. Despite the straight face he tried to maintain, the red flourish on his cheeks gave him away.
You were almost afraid to ask what he was doing.
Thunder boomed nearby, causing the both of you to jump. Jimin’s phone slipped from his hands, bouncing onto the coffee table and sliding across it. You shot your hand out to catch it before it plummeted onto the hardwood floors. Jimin was reaching across the table to take it from you in a matter of seconds, “Ah, Y/N-!”
It was too late.
You had already looked at the screen. His hand stretched out to take it hesitantly, but you slapped it away and stared down at his phone. After a suffocating pause, you wordlessly handed it back to him and walked into the kitchen. Your hands gripped the counter’s edge tightly and a shuddered breath passed through your lips. He appeared beside you shortly after, his phone nowhere to be seen. “Y-Y/N..?” He twisted his fingers nervously,”Say something please…I don’t like this-”
Your dry laugh cut him off as you turned to him with tears in your eyes,”You don’t like this? What about me?” He lowered his head wordlessly. “I…is she who you’ve talking to this whole time?” Jimin timidly nodded his head. He kept rubbing his arms and tapping his foot. Obviously, this was making him uncomfortable.
“Yeah, but it wasn’t anything-” He amended weakly,”It was just friendly chatting-”
“When exactly did friendly chatting involve nude photos, Jimin?!” You snapped. He flinched. You had said it aloud. There was no tiptoeing around the subject like it didn’t exist. Covering his red cheeks he shook his head quickly,
“Y/N, no, th-that just happened. I didn’t know she’d-”
Rolling your eyes was unavoidable at the moment,“But you sat there for two hours and looked at them? You didn’t even tell her to stop!” The image of his KakaoTalk loaded with photo after photo of her was burning behind your eyelids. He hadn’t responded to any of the photos. Hadn’t deleted any. He only looked, and looked, and kept looking. Your mind replayed how you watching him silently, scroll and scroll and scroll, occasionally backtracking and starting over.
You wanted to throw up. His voice, trying his best to stay even and calm piped up,
“I know, I’m sorry. Let’s just forget about this, okay?” A soft smile crossed your lips. There he was. That was the Jimin you knew. The one who hated confrontation and usually tried to forget things instead of talking about them. Just like after your argument on the elevator, he took you out to eat, buttered you up with compliments, then while you were distracted, suggested that you two forget all about the fight. You agreed, but regretted it immediately after and it had been eating away at you all week.
“No.” You finalized.” I conveniently forgot about our fight in the elevator. But this? Oh, I’m never going to forget this.”
He stared down at you as if what he was about to say was common knowledge,”Y/N, it was one time. Maybe if you did something like that, I wouldn’t be so tempted to lo-”
Your hand slammed down on the counter,”If you finish that sentence Jimin, you will personally regret it.” The haughty look he gave you was response enough. The sheer arrogance was enough to stump you and change your course of action. Taking a deep breath to calm down, you murmured,”I’m going to tell you the same thing Jungkook told me about you, Eunsae doesn’t really like you. So ahead and look at all the pictures you want. In fact, why don’t you date her? I dare you. And in a few months time, you’re going to be me; a crying mess and Eunsae’s going to be the one staring stupidly at you like you are to me.” Taking a moment to collect yourself, you wiped at your eyes,”But unlike you, I’m not completely heartless; so as a warning, I’m telling you that you shouldn’t pursue anything with her-”
“Warning? Is this some jealousy stunt?” He interrupted. “Are you mad because I’m physically attracted to someone who’s not you? Are you mad because in such a short time, she actually made me happy?”
Happy? He barely knows her. He just met her, how does he know if she makes him happy? “Of course I’m mad!” You hissed,”I love you Jimin, but this isn’t about my feelings it’s about yours! One, you’re acting like a disgrace and two, you’re going to get hurt.”
“I don’t want to hear this. You’re just angry at the way this ended.” He growled. Your raging thoughts came to a halt at ‘ended’. In a daze you turned to the table; you needed to sit down. He watched you turn away,”And Y/N..? She and I are going to be happy together, you’ll see.”
The front door closed harshly as you stared at the wall blankly.
Did he really just end things?
He must’ve started dating her and bringing her around the dorm immediately because the next night, Jungkook was pounding on your front door like his life depended on it. Curled up on the couch, you were startled awake by the noise, but eventually the consistent beat lulled you back to sleep. Only when it stopped, and your phone’s amplified vibrating started did you wake up again. The maknae’s caller ID flashed as the twelfth missed call was added to your notifications. “Y/N!” His voice was desperate, an octave or two higher than it normally was,”I know you’re in there! Let me in, please!” You could even hear his ragged breathing,”Please..” You were too numb to talk to him.
Three hours later he had given up, and you sadly wondered if that was the last time you’d hear from him. That is, until the banging started again the next night and the night after that. He never showed up during the day, but then again you were at work so he must’ve been working too. By the started of the second week of Jungkook’s odd ritual of pounding on your front door between the hours of 9pm and midnight, the effort had been doubled.
Taehyung was now with him.
Together the boys knocked, kicked, and slammed their shoulders into the door. They rang the doorbell, slipped notes underneath the door and even tried to pick the lock. V’s deep voice soothingly pleaded for you to open the door, even if it was just for him. It warmed your heart at how concerned they were, honestly; if only Jimin was like that.
In the middle of the third week, you were confused when 9:30 had come and gone without a sound. Perhaps they were finally tired of you ignoring them. Your neighbors probably loved it. At 10pm on the dot, there was a soft knock and a quiet voice called your name.
It was Hoseok.
You weren’t too sure why, but you had alway had a soft spot for Hoseok. He just radiated love and protection. His very presence put you at easy. He was also one of the first people you’d ask for advice whenever you had issues with Jimin. The sound of Jhope’s soft voice timidly asking if he could come in had you tripping over your own feet in your rush to get to the door. Throwing it open, you glanced at him briefly before throwing your arms around him and bursting into tears. V and Jungkook stood behind him silently. Jhope leaned over and shut your front door before crouching down in the hallway with you, the two younger members followed suite. Hoseok calmly let you cry, his arms wrapped firmly around you. You felt dumb, crying so bitterly over someone who left so easily (and in front of his brother no less).
When you had calmed enough to speak coherently, V suggested you visiting them at the dorm. He had missed you. They all had.
All in all, it took Jungkook, with the combined efforts of Jhope and V, five weeks to get you to even consider hanging out at the dorm again. Ultimately, it was Yoongi’s promise to look out for you that had you actually going through with it.
Since Jimin left, you had been moping around your apartment crying, only leaving to go to work. Jungkook had called multiple times, but you didn’t have the heart to answer. On their day off, he and V had even camped outside your door waiting for you to get back from work. Lucky for you, their manager had called them in shortly after you arrived so you didn’t have to let them into your mess of a home.
It was quite pathetic but you had pulled out every photo of Jimin in your possession and spent hours just staring at them, thinking of what you could have done differently. Texts from friends rolled in hour after hour asking why the media was blowing up about Jimin and a mystery woman. The temptation to call him was too great, so on a whim you deleted his number only to instantly regret it. You spent the next hour tearing through every shred of paper Jimin had ever touched hoping that for whatever reason, he scratched his number onto it.
This is what led to you, in a crying frenzy, dialling Jungkook at three in morning trying to ask, but not outright say that you needed Jimin’s phone number. Jungkook wasn’t stupid, he caught on immediately. To your dismay, he refused, saying that if you really wanted it, you’d come to the dorm and ask him yourself. The next day was when Jungkook and V returned, Jhope in tow. Shortly after they left was when you received a call from Yoongi promising that he’d be right beside you. No offense to Jungkook and the others, but unlike them, Yoongi’s promises were set in stone.
So here you were, tucked behind Yoongi like a little kid as he calmly shuffled to the dorm door, keys jingling idly in his hands. He paused in front of the doormat and turned to look at you. “Y/N, if they make you uncomfortable, let me know, okay?” He licked his lips,”I honestly don’t think this is a good idea, but the guys wanted to see you and you agreed. So..don’t let Jimin get to you.”
He unlocked the door, motioning for you to enter first. Thudding footsteps grew louder until V rounded the corner, lifting you into a bone crushing hug and toting you off to the living room. You felt happier already, giggling at his rambling. He was saying something about food, before switching to Rap Monster’s hair yesterday, your hair today, then the most recent song he listened to.
Seated at the couch were Jimin and Eunsae, cuddled together whispering softly to each other. You didn’t mean to, but you found yourself staring. That is, until Jungkook stepped into your line of vision. He gently tugged on you, and V let you go immediately. Arms wrapping around his sides, you stared up at him in awe. These last few week crying over Jimin was suffocating and right now, Jungkook was like a breath of fresh air. You had really missed him. He of course, noticed your awed expression and practically radiated pleasure. Beside them, V excitedly looked between the two of you. Your distance had put a damper on his little brother’s mood; not to mention strain his relationship with Jimin. It wasn’t until Jimin announced that he and Eunsae were dating (which wasn’t long) that he finally apologized to Jungkook and the two made up.
Jungkook smiled softly, “Did you miss me?”
A breathy,’ Yes’ passed through your lips without hesitation that had him blushing furiously. On the floor a few feet away, Jhope, waiting for Jungkook to come back and finish the video game they were playing, whistled lowly.
“Oh, Jungkookie~” He teased,”Do you need a shower?”
Jimin’s whispering stopped suddenly, so you looked. When your eyes met his, he silently kept your gaze. Soft fingers tugged on your chin, pulling your attention away. Jungkook softly whined,
“Y/N~, if you missed me so much, why are you looking away? There’s nothing for you over there.” He glanced over his shoulder to Jimin and Eunsae and smiled at them before turning back to you. Leaning down, he rested his head against yours, lips brushing against your ear painfully slow. You shivered, your eyelids fluttering and gaze distractedly shifting away from Jimin’s tense expression. Jimin started to protest but cut himself off, biting down on his fist. Jungkook chuckled lowly, sending his hyung wink as he buried his face into your neck. You felt his long, slender fingers gently press into your back, drawing you closer to his body as he whispered,”I’m glad you’re here.” He straightened up, just as Yoongi slapped the back of his head.
“You may be 18, but Jin will still scold you if you keep acting so fresh around Y/N.” he warned, plopping down onto the sofa next to Jimin. Jungkook nodded bashfully, a playful grin tugging at his lips,
“Yes, hyung.” You watched as he crouched onto the floor, his hands sliding down your back to grasp your fingers and pull you down too. Taking a seat next to him, you watched him take up his controller and press play. Jhope, who was talking to V at that moment, lunged for his controller, screaming about how Jungkook was cheating. The maknae laughed, looking to you excitedly.
Jimin’s voice suddenly spoke up,“Hey, Y/N-” Beside you Jungkook frowned. However, it was Yoongi who stood up, cutting in,
“Y/N, help me in the kitchen.” He grasped your upper arm as he passed, helping you up and leading you in front of him to the kitchen. From his seat, Jimin rolled his eyes.
Yoongi didn’t need help in the kitchen, nor did he have reason to be in the kitchen. Amused, you watched as he opened the fridge door, ran his hands along the soda cans shuffling it a bit before shutting it. Next he turned on the tap for a few seconds. While he wandered around the kitchen, pretending to do something, you quietly watched Jimin and Eunsae. He was still a blushing mess it seemed. Sadly, you watched him murmur something to her, only to look disappointed when she didn’t look that interested. That’s probably how you always looked talking to him.
Suddenly, Eunsae’s eyes met yours and his quickly followed. Frozen on the spot, you tried to think of something to say.
“No, Y/N I don’t think they want anything.” Everyone turned to look at Jungkook. He paused the game, his face contorting in confusion,” Didn’t you hear Y/N, ask if you guys wanted anything?” Jhope raised his brows, catching on,
“Ah, nope, I’m good.” He quickly added,”Thanks for asking Y/N.”
“Oh, wait!,” Namjoon stumbled into the room, waving pleasantly at you,”Hey, Y/N. Can I have-”
“She’s not your damn maid, get it yourself!” Yoongi yelled from the kitchen. Namjoon raised a brow in surprise, but laughed it off, moving past you to go into the kitchen. V patted the spot next to himself, beckoning for you sit. He excitedly held a small purple woven bracelet to you. Turning it over in your hands you picked at loose threads. Half of it looked like it was woven too loosely, and the other half was a little too tightly done. V chuckled, pointing to the loose half,”A noona showed us how to do it. I did this part, but Jungkookie said it looked bad so he finished it,” he motioned to the other end.
Jimin playfully kicked at V, resting his head on his hand,”Y/N doesn’t like purple though!” Taehyung looked at you in surprise,
“Really?” You shook your head in disagreement with Jimin’s statement and V looked back to him,”Ah, I was scared for a second!” he whined, slapping Jimin’s shin. Jimin laughed, pushing his hands away, but continued,
“But she really doesn’t! Right Y/N?”
You frowned at him,”You didn’t like purple on me.” You corrected. Before he could reply, Yoongi stepped in, frowning at him,
“What did I tell you?” He glared. Jimin nervously looked at him,
“I know hyung, but… I really can’t even talk to her?” His eyes looked to you momentarily, but your attention was focused on Jungkook’s warm hand gripping your ankle. Jimin frowned as his younger brother pulled you towards him until your legs were draped over his lap. Yoongi cleared his throat and then Jimin was focused back on his hyung’s disapproving stare,”Hyung…I-”
“I didn’t stutter.” The older rapper ground out. Jimin nodded solemnly, casting one last glance at you timidly pushing Jungkook’s slender fingers away from your waist before grumpily crossing his arms and resting his head on Eunsae’s shoulders. She let him stay there for a few seconds before shrugging him off.
Her soft voice cut through the otherwise noisy room,”Jimin, can we go please?” He was jumping up in a second, scurrying around the room to collect her things as well as his own. Eunsae waved goodbye to the boys before turning to you. Jungkook’s hand- which had been casually draped around your waist- tightened a bit. Yoongi had moved to sit on the edge of his seat stiffly. Even Jimin had paused in his running around to watch. She smiled politely at you,
“We met before, you probably don’t remember…um, we were both trying to get a position in the makeup department at Stardom. You, obviously, got it, but, um..I know we don’t really know each other but, I just wanted to say that your advice to me on the first day has helped me so much; with getting a job, relationships…everything.”
You furrowed your brows,”I’m so sorry, I don’t really remember, what did I say?”
Eunsae’s face was red, mostly likely from the fact that you truly didn’t remember her. Either way she cleared her throat and repeated your advice,” Dazzle them until they can’t even use their tongue properly, once that happens you know you’ve got the hook, line, and sinker.” She then held her hand out for Jimin’s, who practically lunged across the room to get to her, and you found yourself confused as to why she chose to mention this all of a sudden.

I hope she has a good ending she needs to be happy... Preferably without jimin!
Jimin I hate you....
Yoongi is so sweet in this 😍😍😍
Please tag me. I love this story.
Omg this is amazing omg
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