Part 1:

*He knew since you first began dating that you were ill-tempered. You got mad easily, jealous easily, and lost your cool in a split second. It wasn't anything violent, nor did it ever escalate, but even so, today was different. He had arrived home to you eating ice cream peacefully by the sofa, watching TV. As soon as you heard his foot steps, your demeanor changed, you had heard that him and his Stylist​ NOONA
were all comfy and cosy with each other during that day's interview on TV, and your rage was escalating as he sat in front of you.
Were you in the mood?
Fuck no.
And you were going to prove to him how angry you could get.
Throwing the tub to the floor, (it was empty by now) you got up from the couch and ignored him, walking off without hearing him out.
"Go fuck with your Stylist Noona. Did you really think I wouldn't notice the way you looked at her? I freaking hate this shit."

Jin was confused. He had absolutely no idea what you were talking about much less knew why his noona would get you jealous.
"First of all Y/N, she's nine years my senior and has a husband and three kids, Second of all, I only have eyes for you and last but not least, princess, you're with Mr.World Wide handsome, I never make a mistake with choosing. Much less would I mistake who I fell in love with. I can only have the best and you are the best."

(Eventually you'd give in, and ask for forgiveness. He'd of course, forgive you, kissing you and assuring you there was nothing to worry.)

Namjoon was beyond angry. He'd put up with your temper long enough, and your ranting on and on about something so absurd made him more angry.
"Kitten, go to our room," he ordered. "Tonight, I'm going to show you just what my noona can't have that only you can. Time for daddy to teach you a lesson or two on anger management. Get your body ready because tonight ima tare that pussy up!"

(You couldn't walk the next day, nor could you argue with him. You sure did learn a lesson, your temper being more controllable from then on)

He'd find it funny. Being of short temper himself, Yoongi would find it amusing to see a mirror image of himself acting so angry. He thought it was cute and would love to tease you about it. Seems out of character, yet with two hot headed people in one apartment, one had to become the sunshine, and he offered himself as sacrifice.
"Oh, Y/N? Are you jealous of a woman the age of my mother?"

(He had a point, no argument there. You'd ask for forgiveness, but all he'd do is chuckle and ask if you wanted take-out.)

Hoseok was an exaggerated mess. He loved to tease you like Yoongi. Actually he taught Yoongi how to deal with his bad temper. He'd act hurt that you blamed him of cheating, and knew you couldn't resist his smiles. The truth was he never actually saw Stylist noona that day, so your allegations only made him giggle. He wouldn't ever think of cheating on you.
"My heart Darling, my heart. It can't believe you actually think I'd cheat."

(Eventually, he'd reason with you, and your finally believe him. You'd say sorry, but he'd just laugh it off and say it was okay like he always did.)

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