A/N: Okay, this story got the most votes on the poll I did on my message board and so here's an update 🥺🙈

Also a friendly reminder that the characters DO NOT represent the idols in real life and only are based on their physical appearance.

Warning: Angst/violence

He left just like that.

Jeon Jungkook saw you getting married to another man, he called out your name, but he still left like everyone else.

Then again, how was he any different from the other guests in the wedding? He made it clear that he didn't love you and you had come to terms with it, even though it felt like cutting a part of your own heart and throwing it away.

You had told him and yourself that you respected his decision, but your heart... it didn't understand these things. It just kept asking one question; why?

It didn't understand the dynamics of sexualities and genders or anything else. It just wanted to know how how could a person who had claimed to love you and tried so hard to win you, let go of you just like that? Because the package wasn't wrapped the way he wanted?

Jimin's parents came over to see you to your matrimonial home, your father, brothers and aunts did too. You smiled as you looked at the beaming face of your father, he looked weak but not sick and it was after a long time you had seen him so happy.

"Everyone was gawking at my dress like come on I know I look pretty but you can't stare at me!" Nari rolled her eyes as she smoothed out her brightly coloured dress.

"That's because they weren't sure whether or not to call the police on you for all that cultural appropriation" you snapped at her, annoyed by how disrespectful she was being.

"What about all the gender appropriation you did all your life?" she snapped back.

"Shut up Nari" Yoongi responded.

"Okay okay let's not do that come on. Don't ruin my daughter's big day. Y/n, take care, okay?" your father held your shoulders gently " I can't believe you've grown so much. Seems like only yesterday..."

He started crying and you hugged him. All of your brothers hugged both of you and you had that warm circle-of-hugs for a few good minutes before your aunt pulled you out from in there.

"You're ruining her dress" she told them "Get in the car bitches, give them time to fuck"

They bid you farewell as your aunt pushed you inside the house. Your father called Jimin to have one last word with him and since you were still in the hallway, you could hear them.

"She has so much love to give, but she's a bit quick of her temper and she's very confused about what she wants in her life. I want you to help her discover her identity and support, love and understand her. If only you got to understand her and win her trust, she'll make you the happiest man on earth. But I'm sure it will take Time, so please.. don't lose patience with her..."

"I'll try my best" you heard Jimin say politely.

Liar. You thought angrily.

"y/n!" his mother came out of the living room and held your hand "I was just making sure there is no ..uh, bad stuff inside. So. Do you like this place?" she said, guiding you towards the living room.

"hmm" you replied unenthusiastically. You loved her but seeing Jungkook at your wedding had bothered you on another level.

"y/n, sweetie, I know every girl dreams of falling madly in love with a prince who'll sweep her off her feet and such things, and it's so hard to accept a man that you get to meet through your parents but I just want you to give this whole thing a chance. Jimin is our only child and he had a very rough teenage at school, which is why he sometimes just can't control his anger and stuff but trust me, he's trying so hard. So I want you to help him, okay?"

"DEAR! We're leaving!" came Jimin's father's angry voice.

"I'm coming!" she yelled back "Take care of your home. Give it a chance. You won't regret it. And you'll always have me standing by your side, hmm?"

You noded and beaming, she kissed you on your forehead. Then she left, waving enthusiastically on her way out.

When his parents were gone, you leaned against a wall, looking around miserably, and saw him enter the living room.

He cleared his throat as he closed the door, turned around and looked at you. You weren't looking at him though. Your eyes were fixed on the floor and you were seething with anger.

"Are you... tired?" he asked.

"No"

"Do you want to eat something?"

"No"

He fidgeted around a bit, pointed out a painting he didn't like but his mother had still put up and told you that he had taken two weeks off from work. That he wanted to go to Bali for Honeymoon but travel wasn't so safe anymore, and that was also the reason he had difficulties with business. You didn't respond to any of that. After some time he walked slowly towards you and held your hand gently.

"Come" he said.

"Where?" you asked in a challenging tone.

"To the bedroom"

"What for?"

"It's our wedding night,"he said as he cupped your face and leaned in, "I want to... uh... you know..."

"What?" you snapped.

In response he pressed his lips to yours and started pulling down your zipper at the back while his other hand went to your chest. You could feel him getting hard as he pressed himself into you. For a moment you were stunned, not knowing how to respond, then you pushed him away with both of your hands.

"Always the same bullshit!" you screamed "Always wanting sex. Why is this thing so important to you guys?"

He stood there in shock for a moment.

"It's our wedding night. What's so wrong about me wanting to take you to bed?"

"I don't love you! That's what's wrong about it! This marriage isn't based on love, we're here together because that's the last thing we can do for our fathers! And let me make it very clear to you Park Jimin, I know you like those type of women who wear dresses and know how to cook and shit but I am not that. Sorry about it. Also I do not intend to put any effort in this stupid marriage!" you pulled off your veil and your wig came off with it which you threw to a side. Then you walked away with your leftover dignity and slammed the bedroom door while he was watching you angrily.

"Fuck it then" he laughed humourlessly "Why am I even trying"

He walked out of the house to his car and came back with the bottles of rum some of the guests had gifted him. He had kept the house alcohol free because he knew what it did to him and he didn't want you to get hurt but this was a different scenario. He sat at the table and filled a glass.

And then another glass.

And another one.

Until his pain started washing away and he felt light headed. He chugged a bottle down and when it was empty, he got into an argument with it and then threw it away.

You heard all that noise and came out, clad in your pyjamas and a loose shirt.

"Stop making a racket's it past mid..." you stopped in your tracks as you saw the mess he had created "What the fuck? Are you crazy?"

He looked up slowly. His hair was a mess, his eyes were red and his lips were swollen.

"Maybe" he replied, studying your figure leisurely

"I can't believe my father threw me at a disgusting loser like you" you said and were about to walk away but no. He held your hand since you had hit at his most sensitive spot.

"What did you just call me?" he asked and you were hit by the foul smell of alcohol.

"Let me go"you tried to free yourself.

"That's right y/n, I am a loser and a monster. I don't care what you call me but you should. You should be scared of me because I can do so many bad things to you" he held your wrist in such a tight grip you thought it would break.

"Let me go" you tried to push him away but he was so strong.

"I can hurt you until you bleed and I can fuck you right here on this table until you're knocked out. Don't you want just exactly that? Me pounding into your pretty little..."

You pushed him away and slapped him hard across his face.

On instinct he slapped you too and you fell back, hitting your shoulder on a chair. You touched your lower lip and realised it was bleeding.

That very moment, even in his drunken state, Jimin realised what he had done and you saw it in his eyes as they changed from angry to soft and regretful.

"y/n" he stumbled towards you and tried to cup your cheeks but you pushed him away.

"Leave me alone,"

He looked pleadingly at you with now tear stained face

"Go!" you screamed and he got up, holding his head in his hands. He walked a few steps away before he collapsed to the ground.

"Serves you right" you thought spitefully and closed your eyes.

You had nothing left to lose, you didn't care at all.