Warning - long ass angsty fluff

Over and over and over again. you couldn't take this anymore you wanted to close your ears desperately. 

You had lost your emotions. 

"You're a worthless bitch!" your mom yelled at you.

The pitch of her voice hurting your eardrums.  

"Yeah just keep listening to those Korean boys, they ruined your career!" your dad yelled. 

You went through this everyday for an year and honestly you wanted to die. 

Not uttering a single word or displaying a single emotion on face, you took it all. After all you deserved it besides you couldn't disrespect your parents. 

"She just eats our money" your dad yelled and your mom kept yelling as you didn't say a word. The same routine. 

They were disappointed with your grades, you wouldn't get a scholarship with your marks so they were pissed about the lack of money plus they wanted you to be educated. 

Yes they supported your dreams but not without nagging or yelling about it day in and day out. 

"How are we sure you'll study there? You might just go after more boys" your dad stated and you didn't say anything. 

"Yeah do you really want to spend our hard earned money in this worthless girls education?" your mom asked your dad as you walked out of the house. 

You took in the breeze and ran, you wanted to distract yourself. 

His house was 10 kilometers away. But you made it. He was on tour and he'd told you to stay calm knowing your situation. 

Your throat went dry, your eyes blur and hands on your knees as you were in front of his door. 

You unlocked it with your key and rushed to the bathroom, throwing your clothes outside the door messily. 

You turned on the shower, turning the knob on full heat. 

"Not enough" you said, the tears forming again and flowing freely as the boiling hot water burned your skin. 

Sobbing quietly, because you were in pain and no one understood. 

You leaned on the bathroom wall your hair soaking the now warm water. 

Slowly the water turned cold, making you shudder. You heard the door creak open, you didn't want him to see you this way.

"How long have you been here?" you heard Suga speak in a mild tone. 

"I don't know" you replied, holding in the tears. 

"Here" He said and you saw his face was turned away from you as he passed you a towel which you took. 

"Come to the studio, I'll be there" he said and left the bathroom. 

You dried yourself and wrapped the towel around yourself. Spotting the spare clothes Yoongi had kept along with yours which were piled up. You wore your undergarments and his tshirt and shorts.

"Your hair is still wet" he said as you entered the studio, his eyes on your reflection before he turned to see you. 

"Yeah" you said and he got up to take your hand while pulling you towards his room. 

"Sit down" he said and you obliged but your eyes widened as you felt him drying your hair with a towel. 

"Yoongi?" you called out and he hummed in response. 

"What are you doing?" you asked taking the towel from his hand and standing up, his legs were on either side of yours. 

He didn't waste time holding your waist and pulling you closer then looking up at you. 

"I've missed you" you admitted and he sighed, his shoulders relaxing upon hearing that comment. 

"Mhmhmm" he replied pulling you onto the bed so you both fell over. 

"Can't we just run away?" you asked him and he sighed again this time it was a disappointed one. 

"What happened to the realistic you?" he asked while he put his arms around you. 

"Right here" you said and hid in his chest, inhaling his scent mixed with his perfume Jo Malone. 

"Tell me what happened" he said while soothing your hair as you relaxed under his gentle touch. 

"I won't get a scholarship" you put it into a sentence and he gaped at you. He composed himself realising you were loosing it, tears trickling down your eyes all over your face. 

"Do you want me to pay-" He was about to say and you cut him off. 

"No don't even say it Yoongi, I know what you've been through to get what you have I am not ever going to take your money" you replied to which he gave you a disappointed look. 

"Besides Yoongi, I've been a shitty girlfriend, I never satisfy your needs or make you happy the way other girls make their boyfriends happy" you sighed. 

"I'm not interested in the kind of needs they have, you make me happy and don't even try to say this again" he replied, shutting you up with a open mouthed kiss. 

This made you smile. 

"I trust you, make oppa proud" he said in a very nice way but you knew he also meant it in a slightly byuntae way. 

This was what something what you wanted to hear, tears had dried off your cheek. 

"We can't always sleep our problems away" he whispered, but you were awake. 

"You'd never say that" you replied making him take a glance at your face. 

"Have you told them you'll be late?" he asked, about your parents. 

You nodded no "I don't want to go back" you said, turning away from him. 

"(y/n) ah" he put an arm over you. 

"I don't know what to do Yoongi, I can't think of how I can be good enough" you said, tired. 

"Then work harder until you are satisfied, you know what? Get up and come with me" He pulled you up and walked towards the studio. 

"Here" He passed his phone and car keys while he wore his jacket. 

"We're not getting off the car don't worry" he said when you pointed to your clothes. 

He'd clearly made this play list for you. All their motivational songs, making your shoulders lighter. 

"Yoon... thank you" you whispered while you both sat on the bonnet and stared the view of the city enjoying the ice cream he'd got you guys. 

"I know you're going to that university, why can't you just handle the nagging?" he asked as you were driving back. 

You looked down at your fingers, you were affected by only a few people, while Suga wasn't affected by anyone. 

"Listen" he said as he pulled over at his place. 

"Yeah" you spoke. 

"I trust you, I really do" He said and you looked at him while nodding. 

"I'll do my best Yoongi-ah" you said and placed a kiss on his cheek to which he returned you his gummy smile. 

"Okay 24/7 you can call me or text me" and his eyes widened. 

"Holy shit Jagi I'll be in my studio okay" he said and ran off after opening the door. 

"Aishhh this guy..." you face palmed and went to the kitchen to make him coffee. 

"Baby I'm sleeping okay" you said as you placed the coffee beside his laptop on which he was typing furiously. 

"Ye" he said and sipped on the coffee. 

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4 years later~

You were just going through a set of emails, jobs over flooding your mail. 

Skimming through the job options you chose a few and starred them. 

'new email from PJimin' 

You clicked on it curiously. Why would he want to talk to you after 4 years? 

Flashback~ 

"Min Yoongi!" you yelled as he was looking for you in the crowd. 

He turned to you and gave you a slight smile, it looked like a sympathetic one tho. 

Not minding because you were really happy, you hugged him and he pulled away sooner than he usually would. 

"Yoon what's wrong?" you asked trying to hold his hand but he had started to walk. 

"I have to tell you about something" He spoke and you nodded excitedly. 

"Yeah me too" you said and he asked you to go first even though you insisted. 

"I got in!" you said cheerfully and he smiled at you while playing with his car keys. 

"Congratulations (y/n)" he said quietly and this wasn't him. 

"Okay Yoon tell me what's wrong?" you asked. 

"I'm going to LA for 3 months... it's for a reality show..." he said and you nodded. 

"I have handled a month I think I'll manage" you said but he continued avoiding your gaze. 

"We will be finishing the new album too... I won't have time to breathe" he said and you were catching on to him. 

"Okay no problem, I'm out of your way, let's pretend we didn't happen" you confidently spoke startling him at your reaction. 

"Are you sure? Is this actually okay with you?" he asked and you nodded seriously, holding in a rush of emotions. 

"Yes, I'll be on my way now, thanks for everything" you said calmly and forcefully shook his hand. 

He just stared at your features, he just wanted you to hug him and tell him you'll work things out instead. 

"Byeee~" you waved to him and all he could really do was watch. 

End of Flashback~ 

You were reminded of how much you hurt yourself by doing that but you didn't want him to hurt you it would've been worse. 

For days you cried and you didn't look back again, focusing only on your work and academic. 

Now you were where you wanted to be, and you were happy.

PJimin

'attachment concert tickets for 2' 

Hi noona 
I know I'm not supposed to be talking to you and you know why too. All these years and all those songs composed you know who they were for. Please come to the concert he needs you to be there. Also even I miss your presence. 

Your cutest friend 
Jimin 

(P.S please please please make it) 

You obviously weren't going to go to this concert and you hadn't heard any of the songs that Jimin was talking about. 

After the whole bitter split you never heard BTS music again. 

On the day of their concert you saw several ARMY's making their way to the venue. You ignored it and went to work. 

You hadn't completely gotten over the split, the thought of him would cross your mind but you always brushed it off. 

You had successfully finished your work and went back home, your hands itched to check the songs Jimin told about. 

So you googled them. 

And the songs that you heard made you break down all over again. 

You had to go to this concert. Printing the tickets immediately you ran to the metro and then ran to get a taxi and ran to the venue. 

The concert was still going on and you thanked god. 

Your phone started to buzz and you picked it. 

"Hello" 

"(y/n) come back home this instant" your mom yelled. 

"What why? Mom please I'll come back in a while" she yelled again upon listening that. 

A car screeching was heard. 

"Get inside, now" your dad demanded and you looked at the venue in tears. Maybe it wasn't meant to be. 

To: PJimin 
Subject: some other time 

Sorry Jimin I couldn't make it. 

You didn't utter a word in the car but when you reached your parents place your mom threw a taunt at you. 

"You look like shit go and get dressed well I've kept some clothes" she said and you nodded. 

Getting dressed in some navy blue summer dress your mom had got you a sky blue semi formal jacket to go along. 

Where were they taking you? For another one of their rich dinners? 

After you exited your room your mom pinched your arm and your dad informed you. 

"You will be engaged to the man you are about to meet, behave properly, he is from a prestigious family" your dad warned you sternly. 

You bit your lip not to let the tears flow out of your eyes. 

"Stupid girl why are you crying? We can't keep you at home forever" your mom mocked again. 

"I can't do this I'm sorry mom dad" you tried to run away but unfortunately your dad had caught your arm. 

"I don't even know why such a man would agree to marry you" your mom added to which you miserably started sobbing to. 

"Get up and wipe your eyes" your dad wiped your eyes while your mom picked you up and set your hair properly. 

"Now" she said and pushed you inside your dad's office room. 

He was probably some  business celebrity who was the age of your uncle and you didn't want to marry anyone, the emotions you were going through was insane but you had to deal with them with maturity. 

You gulped your saliva before you approached a man who was sitting on your dad's chair. 

"Anneyonghaseyo" you murmured. 

"Where have you been so long, sweetheart?" he said annoying you upon hearing the words but when you heard his voice your eyes almost popped out. 

Slowly you looked up at this man's face. 

"Yoongi?" you choked and he gave you his gummy smile making your heart beat rapidly and your stomach flutter. 

After all these years he still had the exact same effect on you. 

"The concert?" you tried questioning in a choked voice. 

"I just came back" he answered.

"Isn't it too early for marriage?" you mustered up the courage to ask him. 

"I just had to court you before anyone else did" he said and you broke down. 

He quickly held you closer which made you sob more and hug him back. ‎

Finally when you had calmed down he made you drink some water and sat you beside him cupping your face in his hands. 

Suga slowly came closer to you face, testing if you would let him. 

The kiss started slow from 'I missed you' and 'I love you' and such but soon it was a wild mess of 'fuck you' 'I hate you', finally pulling away for a breather you looked at him. ‎
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Smirking ever so slightly,he said. 

"I'll take that as a yes"‎
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