Why did he always have to make things awkward? Even if he did hate you, could Yoongi, at least, not have the decency to shake your hand? You even bowed your head out of respect and still; all he could do was glare at you. It was a fact; he loathed you. Jin was your best friend, not your boy friend or anything more. But still there was a hatred for you from Yoongi and you knew it. You were just a quiet person. And maybe this hatred from Yoongi only pushed you further into finding comfort with Jin. He stops, turning gaze to you half surprised that you had actually replied.
See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
Taehyung Scenario: Against All Odds.
But he had a meeting that was lasting longer than expected and had asked you to do the cooking instead. He had sent you the recipe and told you where everything was, hoping you would do exactly what he had asked you to. And true, at first it seemed like it was fine. It tasted the way it should have and his parents were happy. My parents wanted me to have someone who could at least read a freaking recipe. Most people seemed to believe that it was Jimin, because you and him had worked on a project before, while others thought it might be Jin, since you and him had openly said you were friends. Because I knew the second the fans found out, would be the second they would harass you.
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Originally posted by jengkook. Jungkook scenario where he is married and bullies and treats the girl really bad. Please make it super angsty and long. Make the ending fluffy. Add smut if you want. I try my best to make light of our situation; I try to be a good wife; I try everything to make him happy but what for?
Waiting in the cold room with your hands intertwined over your lap, you released a tired, anxious sigh. The series of events that caused your current situation were already accepted by you since a long time now, it was just the absence of the person you were waiting for what was making you feel so nervous. He became careless, cold, cocky, not minding anyone else and not even the commitment your parents had settled for both of you. He smirked, taking off his leather jacket that had a few droplets from the light rain outside. He looked at you with a bigger smirk this time and sat at the corner of the desk, invading your space and you refused to back off from him. You smiled and shook your head. The part of you who was deeply in love with him wanted this to happen, to maybe have the chance of him falling in love with you too.