If You Love Him

if you love him

Summary: Taehyung knows neither you, nor Namjoon would cheat behind his back, but he can’t help but feel insecure because of how much time you’re spending with the leader.

Taehyung x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 3.4k

As you step into the airport terminal, your eyes immediately scan the crowd for your boyfriend, Taehyung. You had just arrived in Seoul, but your Korean wasn’t the best so you wanted to find him as soon as possible.

You had met Taehyung a couple of years ago when he was on tour in America. He spent every minute he possibly could with you before he had to leave, and once he was back in Korea, he continued to text and video call you almost every day. 

Most of your video calls were interrupted by the other members, which you didn’t mind because they never failed to make you laugh. But sometimes Taehyung just wanted to talk to you, so he would often call you late at night when everyone else was already asleep.

Since then, you attended every performance they had in America until you two were finally ready to take the next step: moving in together.

Ever since you met Taehyung, you’ve been studying Korean to hopefully communicate with him better and prepare for your future together. His English was still better than your Korean though, so most of the time you guys spoke in English.

You could speak quite well in Korean now, but sometimes it was still hard to find the right words.

You start to panic a little when you’re unable to spot Taehyung in the crowd, but then you feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist. As soon as his familiar scent hits you, you relax in his arms.

You turn around to find him wearing a mask and hat to cover his face. He pulls his mask down as he looks at you.

“You made it,” he says with a smile. You smile back before nodding and hugging him back tightly.

“I missed you,” you say as you smile into his chest. A low chuckle rumbles through his chest as he says, “I missed you too,” and places a kiss on top of your head.

“Let’s go home?” he asks you as he pulls his mask back up. “All the boys are excited to see you.”

You just nod excitedly at him.

He takes your bags in one hand and your hand in the other as he leads you to the car. Once you’re in the back of the car, you stare out the window, taking in the new environment.

You turn to look at Taehyung when you feel his hand on your thigh.

“I know you just got here,” he starts, “But I really want you to meet my parents so I invited them for dinner this Sunday.”

You smile widely before you shake your head, “No no it’s okay! I’d love to meet them! I know how much you love them so I brought some gifts for them as well as the boys!” You beam brightly at him before you turn back to the window.

He smiles warmly as he stares at you with pure love and adoration. He was a very family oriented guy, so he couldn’t be more thankful that you loved and cared for all of his family.

Once you arrive at the apartment, you’re surrounded by all the members as soon as Taehyung opens the door.

“Y/n!”

“You’re here!”

“We missed you!”

You laugh happily, enjoying the warm welcome. You hug all of them and give each one a gift, starting from the oldest.

“Your gifts are so much better than Tae’s! He just gives us stuff with his face on it!” Jin yells as he points at Taehyung accusingly. You just laugh as you turn to Yoongi.

“Ah, thank you,” he says with a shy smile as you hand him a gift. You smile back before moving on to J-Hope.

He claps excitedly as you take his gift out. Once you hand it to him, he jumps in excitement and spins around happily. “Thank you thank you thank you!” You can’t help but laugh. He reminded you of a child opening his Christmas gift.

You hand Namjoon his gift, and he smiles at you as he accepts the gift. “You didn’t have to, you know,” he says.

“It’s okay! I don’t mind, really,” you insist. You really didn’t mind, they take such good care of Taehyung and they were so kind to you, you just wanted to show your appreciation.

Jimin excitedly opens the gift you gave him, and when he sees what it is, he holds his arms out for you. “Come here,” he says with a wide grin before he pulls you into a hug. 

You smile and pat Jimin’s back as you pull away to give Jungkook his gift. When he opens it, he smiles his bunny smile. “Thank you y/n!” he says before picking you up and spinning you around. You laugh happily as he lifts you into the air.

Taehyung smiles, watching you interact with all of the members. It warmed his heart that you cared for all the members since they were like brothers to him.

He moves to stand next to you once Jungkook puts you down, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“Welcome home love,” he says before placing a kiss on your cheek. 

“Thank you for the gifts y/n!” They say altogether.

You way your hands in front of you with a smile. “No problem! I hope you like them,” you say brightly.

“Have you eaten yet? You must be hungry from the long trip,” Jin asks. You simply shake your head.

“You can go sort your stuff out while we cook dinner,” Namjoon says while motioning towards Taehyung’s room.

You nod in thanks before Taehyung leads you to the bedroom. 

“Wah,” you let out as you look around the room. “I can’t believe I’ve been looking at this room through a screen for two years and now I’m finally here.”

Taehyung hugs you from behind, smiling into your hair. “You’re finally here,” he repeats. It still didn’t feel real to either of you, but you would take it one step at a time.

“Let’s get started!” you say happily.

By the time you guys finish putting all your things away, the food is ready and the table is already set. Jungkook is sent to call you and Taehyung for dinner, and you three end up racing back to the dining room. 

“I win!” you exclaim happily as you’re the first to reach the table, Jungkook and Taehyung following closely behind.

“Hey! No running in the house!” Jin scolds you three with a spoon in his hand and a hand on his hip. You stifle a laugh, thinking he looked like a mom.

“Sorry,” you apologize sheepishly before taking a seat.

Dinner is filled with lots of laughter as you take the opportunity to catch up with everyone. 

Jungkook is sure to fill you in on every embarrassing story you missed, complete with all his imitations and reenactments of each member. By the time you finish your dinner, your stomach hurts from laughing too much.

Once everyone is finished, you volunteer to do the dishes along with Jimin. Of course you were close with all the boys, but you were especially close with Jimin because he was Taehyung’s best friend. 

While you two are washing and putting away dishes, you look over to him and ask, “Do Tae’s parents speak English?”

Jimin takes a moment to think before shaking his head, “I don’t think so. I think they can understand some but I’m not sure if they can really speak English. Why?”

You turn back to the dishes, “Taehyung planned a dinner on Sunday with his parents. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to communicate with them,” you say with a frown.

He ruffles your hair, “Don’t worry about it too much, you’ll be fine.” He smiles at you reassuringly.

“Do you think Namjoon could help me with my Korean?” you think out loud.

“That’s a great idea!” Jimin says enthusiastically. “I’m sure he’d be happy to help you,” he says as he continues to put the dishes away.

Taehyung is in the shower when you and Jimin finish the dishes, so you decide to put your plan into action.

You go to knock on the door of Namjoon’s room, and he opens it with a smile.

“Y/n? What’s up?” he asks.

“I have a favour to ask of you,” you say.

He opens the door wider for you, “Sure, come in.”

You walk into his room and sit on the bed as you start to explain. “Taehyung’s parents are going to be coming this Sunday for dinner,” you start. 

He nods to let you know he’s listening.

“Do you think you could help me with my Korean a little bit? I want to be able to communicate with them better, and I want to surprise Tae,” you say with a shy smile.

Your request warms his heart. He’s glad that Taehyung has found someone as sweet and caring as you. 

“Of course! I’d be happy to help you,” he says.

Unable to contain your excitement, you jump up from the bed and onto Namjoon, clinging onto him like a koala.

“Thank you so much!” you say.

He chuckles as he wraps his arms around you to steady you. “No problem. We’ll get started as soon as possible,” he says.

You nod excitedly as he puts you down.

Little did you know Taehyung had just come out from the bathroom and had peeked through the doorway when he heard your voice. He didn’t hear anything about what you two were talking about, he just saw you hugging Namjoon.

He trusted you both, but he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

From further down the hall, Jimin spots Taehyung standing outside of Namjoon’s room. He calls Taehyung over, hoping that he didn’t hear anything about the surprise.

Over the course of your first week in Korea, the boys took you around the city whenever they had free time. You went hiking to see the sunset, did karaoke, and of course, went shopping. It was honestly the most fun week of your life, and this was just the beginning of your future with Taehyung.

But to Taehyung, it seemed impossible to spend some time alone with you. Every time you guys got home, you, and sometimes Jimin too would disappear into Namjoon’s room until late at night. Oftentimes you would fall asleep and Namjoon or Jimin would end up carrying you to your bedroom.

You were so focused on learning that you didn’t notice you were neglecting Taehyung.

He knows both you and Namjoon would never do anything behind his back, but the amount of time you were spending together was suspicious. You were spending more time with Namjoon than him at this point.

He couldn’t blame you if you fell in love with Namjoon. He was the perfect guy. Smart, funny, and reliable. Most importantly, he could speak English.

What if you wanted a guy that you could speak English fluently?

Taehyung’s insecurities got the best of him as he continued to watch you interact with Namjoon throughout the week, and he was about to reach his breaking point.

You guys had gone out to eat dinner on Friday night, and you all just arrived back home. Taehyung was seated on the couch, so you plopped yourself down next to him.

“I’m so excited for Sunday!” you exclaim. “Do you think your parents will like the gifts? What should we make for dinner?” you ask as you sit on the couch next to Taehyung.

“Actually,” he clears his throat. “About Sunday, I cancelled the dinner.”

Your smile falters as you fail to hide your shock and disappointment. 

“What? Why?” you ask confused. 

Normally, you would cringe at your terrible attempt at hiding your disappointment, but you just couldn’t hide it this time. You’d spent all week preparing for the dinner and it felt like all your late nights of studying were for nothing.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to meet my parents anymore,” he answers.

Everyone freezes when they hear Taehyung’s answer. He always talked about how he knew his parents would love you. So why did he suddenly change his mind?

Your brows furrow as you ask, “What are you saying Tae?”

He stares at you with a cold glare. “I know what’s going on between you two,” he says as he motions towards you and Namjoon.

You panic for a second, thinking he knew about the surprise, but you realize that if he knew the real reason why you were spending time with Namjoon, he wouldn’t be reacting this way.

Meanwhile, everyone else is looking between you, Taehyung and Namjoon, trying to figure out what was going on. 

“Tae, what are you talking about?” you tilt your head in confusion.

Jimin glanced worriedly at you, knowing exactly what his best friend was thinking.

“You know what I’m talking about,” he answers coldly.

“Tae, please, I don’t understand,” you plead desperately. You move to place your hand on his shoulder when he suddenly stands from his seat on the couch. 

“If you love him, why are you still here?!” he spits out harshly.

You reel back, hurt from the tone and volume of voice.

He scoffs at you while turning his back to you. He takes a deep breath, before he says,

“Let’s break up.”

Your heart shatters as soon as those words leave his lips. And you can’t hold back your tears anymore. Everything was going so well. You were happy, and you thought Taehyung was too. You just moved to Korea so you could live with him and you were about to meet his parents. 

So why?

“Tae, you need to calm down. Don’t say things you don’t mean,” Jimin says as he tries to knock some sense into Taehyung.

Calming down a little bit, Taehyung turns around to look at you, and his heart breaks at the sight of you crying on the couch. 

Even if you didn’t love him, he couldn’t deny it; he loved you. 

He wanted to reach out and comfort you, but the damage had been done. He stares at the floor, feeling helpless when he can do nothing but listen to your broken-hearted cries.

Seeing the conflict in his best friend’s eyes, Jimin sits down next to you. He whispers comforting words into your ear as he gently helps you up and leads you into your bedroom to calm you down.

As soon as you Jimin closes the door, you collapse on the bed, curling up into a ball and crying into your pillow. Jimin looks at you sadly before taking a seat next to you, rubbing your back comfortingly.

“You know, Tae loves you so much,” he starts softly. “So much that sometimes he doesn’t feel like he’s enough for you.”

Still hiding your face in the pillow, you nod to let Jimin know you were still listening.

“But I can tell you love him just as much, and I know you guys were meant for each other. You guys will get through this,” he tells you.

The room is filled with silence, except for your hiccups and sniffles, as you hope that this isn’t the end for you and Taehyung.

Once you’ve left the room, they all stand silently in the living room, tension heavy between Namjoon and Taehyung.

Namjoon breaks the silence, sighing as he runs a hand through his hair. “I know this is something that y/n should be telling you, but just so you know, she truly loves you and only you.” 

Taehyung looks up at Namjoon as he continues speaking, “She asked me to help her with her Korean. She wanted to be able to communicate better with your parents and she wanted to surprise you.”

As he processes Namjoon’s words, Taehyung feels nothing but guilt and regret. He knew neither you nor Namjoon would do such a thing, but he let his own insecurities get the best of him.

He falls back on the couch, head hanging in shame. “I’m so sorry Namjoon Hyung,” he starts, “I don’t know what came over me. I just-” A hand on his shoulder halts his words.

He looks up to find Namjoon standing in front of him, an understanding smile on his face.

“I know, don’t worry. Talk to us if you ever feel like this, okay? We’re here for you,” Namjoon says to him. As he looks around the room, everyone nods in agreement. Their eyes filled with nothing but concern.

Taehyung nods at them as tears form in his eyes, grateful for such understanding friends.

“You should go check on y/n,” Namjoon says he pats Taehyung on the back and motions his head towards your bedroom.

Taehyung nods again and thanks him for understanding before quickly heading to the bedroom, eager to make things right.

He quietly opens the door to find you curled up on the bed, crying into the pillow. Jimin was sitting next to you, trying his best to comfort you and calm you down.

When Jimin hears the door open, he turns to look at Taehyung. They exchange knowing glances before Jimin gets up from the bed to leave the room, patting Taehyung on the shoulder before closing the door behind him.

His heart aches as he stares at you. He hated seeing you cry, especially when he knew he was the cause of your tears.

He takes Jimin’s place on the bed and gently strokes your hair. You flinch at his touch, just crying harder into the pillow.

“Y/n,” he calls out softly. “Please look at me.”

Trying to calm yourself down, you take a few deep breaths before pulling away from the pillow and looking up at Taehyung.

He smiles apologetically at you before he moves to gently wipe away your tears. He then pulls you into his lap, holding you close and taking in your comforting scent as he carefully forms his next words.

“I’m sorry love. I didn’t mean what I said, I was just so scared of losing you,” he admits. 

“Namjoon Hyung is such a great guy-they all are-so I wouldn’t blame you if you fell for any of them.” His voice gets watery as he gets emotional, “I just love you so much and I don’t want to lose you.”

You run your hands through his hair to comfort him as you whisper back, “I love you too Tae, and only you. But I don’t want you to go through anything alone. If you ever feel this way ever again, please talk to me or any of them. We all love you.”

“And I’ve been trying to learn Korean for you, so don’t worry about you’re English. Let me do something for you for once,” you tell him with a small smile.

He nods as he pulls you closer, hugging so tight like you’d disappear if he let go.

“Namjoon Hyung told me about your Korean lessons. I’m sorry I ruined the surprise,” he says with a pout.

You pull away to look Taehyung in the eye as you smile at him, “It’s okay Tae,” you tell him.

“But it’s not,” he whines. You laugh at his adorable face.

“Can your parents still come for dinner on Sunday? I’d really love to meet them,” you ask.

He smiles and nods at you, “Of course. They were really looking forward to meeting you, you know. When I cancelled the dinner they yelled at me.” He laughs as he recalls the phone call with his parents.

You laugh along with him before you gently take his face in your hands.

You stare deeply into his eyes as you tell him, “I love you Kim Taehyung, and only you. Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” he stares back at you as he leans his forehead against yours.

“And I love you too. Thank you for always caring for me and my family,” he says as he presses a kiss to your forehead. 

Little did you know, right outside the bedroom door, all six of the members were crowded against the door, cooing at how adorable you guys were. They all let out a breath of relief knowing that everything was going to be okay between you two.

he forgets your birthday masterlist

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

01. seokjin | 1.1k

02. yoongi | 1.2k

03. hoseok | 1k

04. namjoon | 1.6k

05. jimin | 1.3k

06. taehyung | 1.2k

07. jungkook | 0.9k

he forgets your birthday

Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 0.9k

<series masterlist>

“Hi, it’s Jungkook. I’m busy right now so I’ll probably call you back later.”

You sigh, frustrated as you’re met with Jungkook’s voicemail once again. This was the seventh time you were calling him within an hour and you were starting to grow worried.

At first, you were disappointed that he was late to dinner, but after getting no response, you thought something might be wrong.

You decide to call Namjoon, knowing he’s more responsible with picking up his phone. He answers on the third ring, “Hello?”

“Hey, is Jungkook there?” You ask worriedly.

“Yeah, he’s still practicing with Jimin and Hoseok. Do you want to speak to him?” he asks.

You let out a relieved sigh before answering, “It’s alright. He was supposed to be here an hour ago for dinner, I just wanted to make sure he’s okay. Thanks for letting me know,”

Namjoon shakes his head, disappointed in Jungkook, “No problem. Happy Birthday by the way.”

You thank him and say your goodbyes, hanging up to the phone. You were looking forward to spending some time with Jungkook since he’s been so busy lately. You don’t blame him, you know it’s what you signed up for and you fully support him, but you can’t help but feel disappointed that he forgot.

Sadly looking at your homemade dishes that have since grown cold, you start putting them away, having lost your appetite. You decide to go to sleep early, knowing Jungkook would be tired after practice and would probably go straight home to rest.

Namjoon sighs as he watches Jungkook practicing. You were very understanding and he could tell you and Jungkook truly loved each other, but he was afraid Jungkook’s negligence would push you away.

He decides it’s none of his business and grabs his bag. Before leaving, he calls out to the maknae, “Jungkook,” Jungkook pauses and looks over to the leader, “Make sure you apologize to y/n when you’re done, she was worried sick about you.” Jungkook nods and goes back to practicing, not processing what he said. A few seconds later, Namjoon’s words hit him, eyes widening as he realizes,

he forgot.

Panicking, he quickly starts gathering his stuff. Watching Jungkook in confusion, Jimin and J-Hope just shrug at each other and continue practicing. “Tell y/n we say happy birthday!” Jimin yells out to Jungkook as he rushes out of the practice room. Once he’s in the car, he checks his phone, finding seven missed calls from you. He facepalms, cursing himself for being so stupid.

Before the car can fully come to a stop, he’s pushing the door open and jumping out of the vehicle, rushing up to your door. He knocks loudly but is only met with silence. Noticing that all the lights are off, he uses his spare key knowing that you’ve probably gone to bed already.

Knocking quietly on your bedroom door, he slowly opens it when he receives no answer. He peaks his head in and his heart feels heavy when he finds you curled up in bed, dried tears on your face. He places a light kiss on your forehead, whispering a small apology. He sits next to you on your bed, stroking your hair and staring at you lovingly, the moonlight making you look even more beautiful. Feeling nothing but regret, he knows he can’t change the past but he’s determined to make it up to you.

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. Confused, you rub the sleep out of your eyes and climb out of the bed.

As you enter your kitchen searching for the source of noise, you’re met with a sight that makes you smile; Jungkook behind the stove, wiping down the counter while looking extremely focused. You can’t help but giggle which causes Jungkook to look up at you.

“Y/n!” He says excitedly, throwing the cloth in his hands away and walking around the counter to meet you. Placing his hands on his hips, he asks you with a big smile,

“Do you know what day it is?”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “Saturday?”

“It’s your birthday!” He says excitedly.

Thinking he mixed up the date of your birthday, you correct him, “My birthday was yesterday Kookie,” you say with a forced laugh.

He grins at you and shows you his phone, “Are you sure? Look at the date.” Low and behold, the date on his lock screen was yesterday’s date. Your brows furrow in confusion before realizing he set the date back for you.

When he sees the realization set in your features, he grins even wider before he pulls you into a tight hug, mumbling into your hair, “Happy birthday babe, I’m sorry I forgot yesterday. And I know I haven’t been the best boyfriend lately but please let me make it up to you.”

Having already forgiven him, you hug him back, “It’s okay Kookie, I know you have a lot of work to do. I’m just glad I get to spend some time with you now,” you say with a bright smile before pulling away. You place a quick kiss on his cheek before excitedly running into the kitchen.

“Cupcakes!” You exclaimed happily when you find the desserts on the table.

He quickly rushes in after you yelling, “Hey! Breakfast first, those are for later!”

you flinch during an argument

Jungkook x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 1.1k

<series masterlist>

You peak around the door frame, watching Jungkook’s shoulders rise and fall as he breathes heavily. 

You had stopped by their dorm to bring them dinner, and when you asked where Jungkook was, they gave you that look. The look they gave you every time Jungkook refused to listen to them and wouldn’t stop practicing until he collapsed. You sighed deeply before grabbing your keys and heading to the company building.

It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence when one of the members, usually Namjoon, would call you and ask you to knock some sense into your boyfriend. 

His hardworking nature was something you all admired greatly, but sometimes he didn’t know his own limits.

And that’s what led you to be standing outside the practice room, waiting for the song to finish as Jungkook takes a seat on the floor. You gently knock on the door, making him aware of your presence.

He turns to look at you over his shoulder. You give him a warm smile, but it drops a little when he doesn’t return it. Normally he’d welcome you with his adorable bunny smile, but he only gives you a small glance before turning back to the mirror.

“What are you doing here?” he asks monotonously.

“I heard you were practicing late again, so I came to get you. Come on, they’re waiting for you to eat dinner,” you answer cheerfully.

Without even looking at you, he makes a shooing motion with his hand as he stands up. “Tell them to eat without me,” he says, “I need to practice more.”

You frown at his words. “But it’s already 10 pm. Haven’t you practiced enough?” you try to convince him.

Knowing you can’t see his face, he rolls his eyes at you as he gets up to replay the music.

His performance had to be perfect, and you were just getting in his way.

Seeing that he wasn’t listening to you, you quickly make your way in front of Jungkook, blocking his path to the laptop that controls the music.

He glares down at you, but you stare back just as intensely.

“Kookie, you’ve been practicing for 3 hours. You’re human, not some machine, you need to rest,” you stare desperately into his eyes, hoping that he would listen to you.

He simply scoffs at you before moving back to the middle of the room, deciding to practice without the music.

Your brows furrow as he completely brushes you off. You were worried about him, everyone was. Sometimes Jungkook was so hardworking that he would forget to take care of himself, so it was your job to take care of him when he couldn’t. 

But how could you take care of him if he wouldn’t let you?

“Are you even listening to me?” you try again.

He simply chooses to ignore you once. He had been practicing hard and it was starting to take its toll on him. His patience was running thin and he knew that if he opened his mouth, he might say some things he doesn’t mean.

Growing frustrated with him, you quickly walk up to him. He tries to sidestep you but you keep moving in front of him.

“Get out of my way y/n,” he says coldly.

You stand your ground as you cross your arms over your chest. “I know how much this means to you, but you have to rest too! Please Jungkook I’m worried about you-”

“What do you know?!” he explodes as he takes a step closer to you.

You flinch at his sudden movement and the volume of his voice, and you take a step back in fear.

Jungkook was always kind and gentle towards others, so you weren’t used to this side of him.

Jungkook wasn’t very familiar with this side of himself either. He rarely ever raised his voice at others because he knew he would regret it, but all his stress has been building up and he didn’t even realize he was taking it out on you.

“You wouldn’t know what it’s like to have all this pressure on you!” He clenches his fists tightly as he stares at the floor.

You bite your lip, trying to hold back your tears. You knew that he was just stressed and he didn’t mean it, but his words still stung.

Trying to calm himself down, he takes a few deep breaths as he focuses on the floor, but a quiet sniffle from you makes him look over to you.

The sight of you staring up at him with fear and tears forming in your eyes made his heart sink to his stomach. He was your boyfriend; he was supposed to make you feel safe and loved, but he hurt you.

He slowly lifts his hand as a tear escapes and rolls down your cheek. He gently wipes it away as he looks at you.

He gave you a look that was filled with guilt, and his eyes were also starting to gloss over at the thought of hurting you.

“I’m sorry y/n, I didn’t mean anything I said I just-”

“I know Kookie,” you interrupt him as you softly place your hand over his hand that was still on your cheek.

You stare at him with pleading eyes, “But please take care of yourself. I hate seeing you like this and we’re all just worried about you.”

He just nods eagerly before pulling you into his chest. He rests his chin on top of your head, and he stares at himself in the mirror as he instantly regrets yelling at you.

“Thank you for taking care of me, and everyone else,” he starts. “I don’t know what I would do without you,” he tells you as he buries his face in your hair.

“Of course. I’ll always be here for you Kookie,” you tell him as you look up at him with a smile.

He smiles back at you before placing his hands beneath your legs and lifting you off the ground. You make a sound of surprise as you wrap your arms and legs around him, afraid you were going to fall.

He chuckles as he wraps his arms around you tightly.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” he tells you, and he means it with all his heart. No matter what, he’d always be there to protect you. You nod and relax in his arms.

You close your eyes and rest your chin on his shoulder as he carries you to the car, knowing that you’re safe as long as you’re in Jungkook’s arms.

let me take care of you

Summary: Jimin is upset that you’re not taking care of yourself and snaps at you when you don’t listen to him.

Jimin x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 3.3k

Worried eyes followed your figure as J-Hope went over the IDOL dance with you. Your feet felt as heavy as bricks and your lungs were on fire, but you kept going in fear that you would hold the group back.

About one year ago, you and Jimin met in the elevator one morning at Big Hit and it was love at first sight. He was even more beautiful up close, if that was even possible. He could say the same about you; He truly believed he had seen an angel the day he met you. You found yourself looking forward to those daily 30 second elevator trips, and soon enough, you guys started meeting outside of the elevator, like walking to practice rooms together or going to a nearby cafe. Armys were very supportive of your relationship when it was revealed to the public, and as an exceptional trainee, you often filled in for the members of BTS when needed.

The company had asked you to fill in for Jin who was extremely sick and unable to perform on Sunday. It was currently Thursday and you were feeling the pressure of perfecting four performances in three days. Jimin had already tried to get you to take a break, but you simply took a sip of water and went back to practicing. As tired as you were, you were set on perfecting the performances and no one could stop you.

Because of this, Jimin was becoming frustrated.

He knew you were a hard worker, and he was starting to see how others felt when he pushed himself too hard, but he was upset because you were completely brushing him off. He understood that you just wanted to do well, but you weren’t even listening to what he was saying. He knew you guys couldn’t agree on everything, but usually you would at least listen to each other.

Practice was finally over, and as everyone started to gather their things, you stood in front of the mirrors breathing heavily. You nearly fell to the floor, your body absolutely exhausted. But you weren’t satisfied.

You took a minute to catch your breath. “One more time,” you said, walking up to the laptop. As you started the music once again, Jimin was fuming. He stomped over to the laptop and slammed it shut before you could start.

Too tired to argue, you simply glared at Jimin. He stared back at you just as intensely, crossing his arms over his chest. “You’re not practicing anymore, you need to rest,” he said, towering over you. You started, “I’m fine Jim-“ but he quickly interrupted you, “You’re clearly not. Look at yourself, you look like you’re about to faint.”

You felt frustrated because you couldn’t perfect the dances, and you were so close to exploding on Jimin, but you just sighed deeply, “Jimin, I’m telling you I feel fine. I just want to go over it a few more times.” The rest of the members quickly make their way to the door, wanting to give you guys some privacy. But the volume of Jimin’s voice made them freeze as he yelled,

“Can you stop being so stubborn?!” Everyone was shocked, eyes wide since Jimin rarely ever raised his voice,

“You think we like taking care of you?! You’re a burden to all of us!”

His words hit you like a bucket of cold water. You always tried your hardest for others, and you didn’t realize you were dragging them down. Your heart sank at the realization.

He saw the hurt flash in your eyes, but his anger took over.

“You’re an adult. Start acting like one,” he said before he stormed past you and out of the room. You stared at the now empty spot that Jimin once stood in, tightly gripping the sleeves of your sweater.

The other members looked at you, eyes filled with concern and pity; Jimin was one of the scariest when angry. Taehyung and Jungkook move to comfort you as Suga says, “You know he didn’t mean it. He’s just been stressed.” You quickly nod and force a smile, “Yeah I know,” and you curse yourself as your voice cracks.

As Taehyung reaches out for you, you quickly move back and say, “I need to go over the dance a bit more. You guys should go rest.” They want to tell you that you’re not a burden to them, but Namjoon understands that you want to be alone and quickly ushers them out of the room before he turns back to you, “Don’t push yourself too hard okay?”

You nod as you stare at the floor, biting your lip hard trying to hold back your tears. As the door closes, your heart sinks, thinking about all the times the boys checked on you to make sure you were eating and sleeping properly. Realizing how annoying that must’ve been, you take a few deep breaths and run a hand through your hair as you push down the tears that were building up inside of you.

You make your way over to the laptop and start the music once again, trying to distract yourself from Jimin’s harsh words. But no matter how hard you try, you can’t focus on the dance and mess up the steps as his words keep repeating in your head. You collapse on the floor and stare at the ceiling, wishing you were better for them; for him.

Jimin remains silent on the way home. The rest of the members decide it’s best to give him some space for now.

As soon as he enters the apartment, Jimin immediately heads to your shared room, sitting on the bed, his head in his hands. Frustrated with everything, he sighs deeply, roughly brushing his hair out of his face. After taking a minute to calm down, he decides to take a shower to help clear his mind.

Once Jimin’s in the shower, he realizes the harshness of his words. He knows that being a burden is one of your biggest insecurities and he feels guilty for using it against you, but he just wanted you to care for yourself like he did; he wanted you to let him help you.

As you enter the apartment about an hour later, you find Suga in the kitchen making dinner, the rest of them in the living room or the dining room. Namjoon notices you and welcomes you back with a smile, “Go take a shower,” he says, “Dinner should be ready by the time you’re done.” You simply nod and quickly make your way to the bathroom.

You pass Jimin as you enter the bathroom, staring at the floor as he brushes past you.

The hot water helps you relax, releasing all the tension in your muscles. But you still feel a heavy weight on your shoulders, now knowing how the members truly felt about you. With a sigh, you turn the water off and make your way out of the shower.

You feel relieved when you enter your shared room and find that Jimin’s still in the living room. You put your pyjamas on and grab your paper with all of Jin’s lyrics.

Along with the three other performances, you were also performing The Truth Untold, and you haven’t had a chance to go over Jin’s parts. You were hoping that Jungkook and Taehyung could help you after dance practice.

As you entered the dining room, they were just about to finish setting the table. You take your usual seat and everyone starts eating. You take occasional bites, focusing more on learning the lyrics than eating.

You fail to notice Jimin’s eyes practically glaring holes into your paper, wanting nothing more than burn it so you could relax and simply enjoy your dinner.

Suddenly the paper is snatched out of your hands, and you look up to see Namjoon holding the paper out of your reach. “No reading at the table. Eat,” he says. You simply frown, knowing better than to argue with dad the leader, and you playfully stick your tongue out at him.

You remain mostly silent throughout dinner, speaking only when spoken to and laughing once in a while as to not raise any concerns.

Meanwhile, Jimin watches you carefully from across the table, making sure that you’re eating properly.

Once everyone has finished, you offer to clean up since they cooked and set up the table. By the time you’re done, everyone has already retreated to their rooms.

You grab your paper off the counter and make your way to Jungkook’s room where you can hear him and Taehyung yelling while playing video games. You’re about to knock on the door to ask them for help, but you hesitate.

Jimin’s words repeat in your head once again,“you’re a burden to all of us!” Your hand drops back down to your side and you decide against asking for their help, not wanting to bother them anymore.

You go back to the table with your laptop, and listen to their previous performances to learn Jin’s parts.

A couple hours later, the exhaustion of dance practice starts to catch up to you. You think about going to the bedroom, but you know Jimin probably doesn’t want to see you right now. You opt for sleeping at the dining table, too tired to move elsewhere. You know that your neck’s gonna hurt like a bitch the next morning but you don’t really care.

Meanwhile Jimin is laying in your shared bed staring at the ceiling. The bed feels cold without you there, and he replays the conversation from earlier in his head. Out of everyone, he should understand what it feels like to be under such immense pressure. But you should also understand. He would need both of his hands and feet to count how many times you had to practically drag him out of the studio because he was overworking himself and you cared for his well-being, why couldn’t you understand that he was trying to do the same for you?

The next morning, Suga enters the kitchen with a yawn, brows furrowing when he notices your form at the table.

As he gently shakes you awake, you groan and turn your head the other way thinking that if you ignore him, he’ll go away. He shakes his head and scolds you for falling asleep at the table, “C’mon get up.” You groan again, swatting his hands away, “Okay I’m up, I’m up.”

You continue to lay your head on the table, watching Suga’s back as he starts to prepare breakfast before deciding to get up and help him cook and set the table.

After breakfast, everyone gets ready to go to the studio and practice the performances. Since yesterday was dedicated to just teaching you the movements, today was for the whole performance, including the formations and singing while dancing.

To say that you were struggling would be an understatement. You still hadn’t perfected any of the dances, and you couldn’t remember the lyrics while trying to execute the dance.

By the end of practice, you were sitting on the floor trying to catch your breath. Not only was your body exhausted, running on 3 hours of sleep, but your mind was burnt out as well.

But you didn’t have time to rest. You, Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin had to practice The Truth Untold.

While rehearsing the song, you wracked your brain to remember the lyrics and melody of the song. Afraid of messing up, you hesitated, which caused you to be off beat. The vocal coach stopped the music and you got extremely flustered and apologized while staring at the ground, too embarrassed to meet their eyes.

The three boys looked to each other, concerned for you. Jungkook placed his hand on your shoulder and said, “Hey, it’s okay. Do you need another day to go over the song?” You nodded while staring at the floor ashamed. Taehyung ruffled your hair, “Don’t worry about it okay? Take your time.” He knew you didn’t have time, but panicking would only make it worse. If anyone could learn four performances in three days and execute it perfectly, it was you; and he knew that quite well. He also knew that the only thing holding you back was yourself, you just lacked the confidence.

Jimin clenched and unclenched his hands. He wanted to comfort you so badly, wrap you in his arms and tell you that you were doing a great job and help you calm down, but his pride stopped him from reaching out for you.

Laying on the couch back at the apartment, you felt like shit. You just couldn’t seem to get anything right today, and you wanted to cry so badly but you were just so exhausted and anxious.

It was a common occurrence for you to have trouble sleeping before performances, but usually Jimin was there to hold you and comfort you.

You missed him. A lot.

But you were afraid to go back to him. You guys could never stay angry at each other for long, but he hasn’t said a word to you. What if he didn’t want to be with you anymore because he was tired of taking care of you?

Your mind was filled with destructive thoughts and insecurities, by the time you fell asleep it was 4am, and you guys were leaving at 6am.

You woke up at sunrise and just stared out the window, allowing yourself to relax for once. The moment doesn’t last long though, soon everyone is making their way out of their rooms.

You all get into the car, heading to the stage rehearsal. The whole ride there, you stare out the window. Your mind running wild with all the things that could go wrong.

Eventually you let your head thunk against the window, allowing yourself another hour of rest before the long rehearsal.

Once you arrived at the venue, rehearsal started right away. Although you managed to remember everything, your performance was far from perfect. You simply did all the proper movements and sang all the correct lyrics, but you weren’t truly performing. You knew that wasn’t good enough for the boys or for you, and you wanted to do your best for them and for Jin.

You were so anxious for tomorrow’s performance, insecurities and worries filling your head. You all went backstage to rest, but the pressure was really getting to you. You quickly excused yourself and hid among all the equipment below the stage.

Crouched down, you bit your lip to contain your sobs as silent tears rolled down your face. You wrapped your arms around yourself, wishing that it was Jimin’s arms comforting you.

When you rushed out of the room, you failed to notice the concerned eyes following your form. Jimin wanted to follow you but he knew that he would only make it worse. He sat there feeling conflicted.

As Jimin’s best friend and your close friend, Taehyung took it upon himself to go search for you.

When you heard footsteps growing near, you tried to quiet down your sniffles. But when you heard them stop behind you, you knew they found you.

Taehyung wraps his arms around you and pulls you back up to your feet. He then turns you around to face him and pulls you into his embrace. No words are needed as you crumble in his arms and find yourself unable to contain your sobs anymore as Taehyung comfortingly rubs your back. “I-I can’t do it Tae. I don’t know the dance,” you cry.

It hurts Taehyung to see you like this. You’re one of the strongest people he knows, and you definitely don’t cry easily. He also knows that you know the dance, you just don’t believe in yourself. To see you breaking down and trying to hide away from everyone makes his heart shatter.

When your cries die down, you wipe your eyes and stare at the ground. “Please don’t tell them. I don’t want to worry them,” you beg, but a voice comes from behind Taehyung. “Too late,” Namjoon says. You peak around Taehyung’s frame to see the rest of the members staring at you with nothing but concern in their eyes. You meet Jimin’s eyes for a second, but you shrink under his gaze, afraid of what he’ll think of you after seeing you like this.

Taehyung releases you so you can go over the rest of them, but your knees buckle beneath you, your body still exhausted. Before you can hit the ground, Jungkook catches you and lifts you up. You wrap your arms and legs around him like a koala as he starts to carry you back to the resting room, the rest of the members trailing behind.

Behind you, Suga takes in your tired features, “When’s the last time you slept?” You’re about to tell him you slept on the ride here but he speaks again, “I mean actually got a good night’s sleep.” You grip onto Jungkook tighter and mumble “2 days ago,” into his shoulder.

Hearing this, Jimin can’t help but curse himself and his stupid pride. He could’ve prevented all your pain if he stopped being stubborn and talked to you sooner.

Afraid to meet their eyes, you close your own, letting sleep take over as you lay your head on Jungkook’s shoulder.

Jungkook takes a seat on the couch, holding you close.

Jimin lays down on the same couch and calls Jungkook’s name as he motions for him to bring you over. Jungkook brings your sleeping form over to Jimin and he lays you on his chest.

Unconsciously, you wrap your arms around Jimin, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. He smiles down at you, lovingly stroking your hair.

The rest of the members smile at the two of you, happy that you’re back in his arms. They make small conversation about tomorrow’s performance while allowing you to get some well deserved rest.

About an hour later, Jimin gently shakes you awake. “Wake up sleeping beauty,” he says sweetly. You stir and rub the sleep out of your eyes, surprised to see Jimin smiling down at you.

“Let’s get you something to eat, okay?” He says with a gentle smile. You nod as you sit up. The rest of the members return holding several bowls of instant noodles, and you smile at the sight before remembering all the work you still have to do.

Jimin frowns when you stand up and say, “Actually, I’m not really hungry. And I need to go practice so-“ you stop when a pair of arms wrap around your waist and you’re brought back into Jimin’s lap. He mumbles into your hair, “Please eat. I promise I’ll help you practice after.” Hearing the desperation in his voice, you can’t help but nod at his request.

Namjoon adds in, “You need to rest more. Your brain won’t be able to remember everything if you never give it a break-“

“And your brain needs instant noodles!” Jungkook interrupts with a mouthful of noodles.

You can’t help but laugh at him, which causes Jimin to hug you tighter and place a kiss on your neck. “I’m sorry for raising my voice at you angel. I didn’t mean what I said, I was just so worried about you,” he says while hiding his face in your hair.

You turn around and gently hold his face, “It’s okay,” you say while you smile apologetically, “I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you.”

He hums while rubbing your noses together before whispering, “Let me take care of you.”

He places a short and sweet kiss on your lips before you whisper back,

“Okay.”

he forgets your birthday

Jin x f!reader

Genre: angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

WC: 1.1k

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ding!

You look over to your phone as the screen lights up with a text from your boyfriend, Jin. You had texted him two hours ago asking if he could come over for dinner tonight. His text reads,

Jin: sorry babe, the boys planned a karaoke night. Maybe tomorrow?

You text back,

Y/n: sure no problem. have fun

You sigh, placing your phone back down on your desk and leaning back in your chair. It sucked to have an assignment due on your birthday, and having dinner with Jin was the only thing keeping you motivated.

Having suddenly lost your reason to work, you shut your laptop and lay your head on your desk. 

He couldn’t have forgotten. Right? 

Wallowing in self-pity about how miserable your birthday has been, you close your eyes and allow sleep to take over. 

After about an hour of karaoke, the boys sit down and take a break. Taking a sip of water, J-Hope looks over at Jin, “Is it really okay for you to be here? You could’ve invited y/n too, you know.”

Jin tilts his head in confusion, “Why wouldn’t it be okay? Y/n isn’t like that,” he says. One of the things he’s grateful for is how understanding you are; although you prefer if he tells you where he’s going, you don’t mind if he goes places without you, you just want to make sure he’s safe.

“But isn’t today her birthday?” Jimin questions with a raised eyebrow.

“It is?” Jin asks with wide eyes.

Everyone’s jaws drop at his cluelessness. “Hyung!” Jungkook looks at Jin in disbelief and shoves him into the couch.

“Ow ow!” Jin yells while leaning away from Jungkook. He grabs his phone and checks the date. “Oh my God it is! How did I forget? Why did you guys let me come here?!” he yells at the other members.

“Don’t yell at us, this is your fault,” Yoongi says, pointing at Jin accusingly.

He panics while throwing his coat on and grabbing his stuff. “Tell y/n we say happy birthday!” Taehyung yells after Jin as he rushes out of the karaoke room.

You groan as you’re woken up from your phone ringing and you pick it up without checking who’s calling. “Hello?” you answer with a yawn.

“Y/n!” Jin yells into the phone. You cringe at the volume of his voice and move the phone away from your ear. “Jin? Is everything okay?” you ask, brows furrowed. “Where are you? Are you home?” he asks. He sounds like he’s running.

You nod even though you know he can’t see you. “Yeah, I have an assignment due tonight so,” you trail off, sighing when you remember the work you still have to do.

“Stay there!” He demands before hanging up the phone. Confused, you pull the phone away from your ear and stare at the black screen. You shrug, rubbing your neck that was sore from falling asleep at your desk before getting back to work.

About half an hour later, you’ve just submitted your assignment when you hear someone knocking frantically at your front door. You close your laptop and stand up from your desk, stretching before yelling “I’m coming!”

When you open the door, you’re met with Jin who’s folded over, panting with his hands on his knees and trying to catch his breath. “Jin?” you ask confused. He suddenly engulfs you in a hug and you can feel his heart beating rapidly under his coat. Did he run all the way here?

“Happy birthday,” he says still trying to catch his breath, “I’m sorry I completely forgot what day it was.”

You laugh at his bluntness before pulling away. “It’s okay,” you say while wiping the sweat on his forehead. You let him inside and take the plastic bag that was in his right hand. “What’s this?” you ask.

“A cake of course,” he says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. Not realizing how hungry you were until now, you excitedly place the cake on the table.

He takes his coat off while you grab a plate, a knife and two forks from the kitchen. As you two feed each other cake, you playfully swipe some icing on your finger and place it on his nose. He goes cross-eyed as he looks at his nose. “How dare you? I’m World Wide Handsome you know!” he yells loudly as you laugh so hard you almost fall out of your chair.

Although you’ve already forgiven him, he still feels guilty for forgetting your birthday and is determined to make it up to you. He wants to make you laugh and smile so much that you forget how sad and lonely you were earlier today.

Once you guys finish eating and cleaning up, you let out a yawn as it was 11:28pm. “Shouldn’t you be heading home? You need to make sure you get enough rest you know,” you lecture him.

“Aw come on it’s your birthday, let me spend more time with you,” he whines while he bends down to pick you up. You wrap your arms around his shoulders as he carries you to your room, placing you near the foot of your bed. You sit on your bed cross-legged as he grabs the guitar from its stand in the corner of your room and sits on the bed in front of you.

He strums the strings a few times looking up at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. You raise an eyebrow at him before he starts strumming the guitar aggressively, singing so loudly his voice cracks. You can’t help but giggle as you watch his performance, feeling sorry for your neighbours.

When he finishes the song, you’re laughing so hard that you’re struggling to breathe. He can’t help but stare and admire you. Your laugh was the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard and your smile was the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

He adjusts the guitar and clears his throat.“Another special song for the birthday girl,” he announces as you calm down. Playing the guitar, his fingers move skillfully to form each chord. You close your eyes as a small smile forms on your face while you listen to Jin’s beautiful voice, swaying slowly to the melody.

Once the song finishes and he plucks the final strings, he looks up at you with a small smile before placing the guitar down. Unable to contain your happiness, you climb into his lap and wrap your arms around his shoulders, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. “Thank you Jin. This was the best birthday ever,” you say as you smile into his shoulder.

He wraps his arms around your waist, rubbing your back. “Of course. Happy birthday babe,” he says before leaning back and pulling the covers over the two of you. You start to drift off, happy and safe in Jin’s arms as he places a kiss on your forehead.