back to black [m]
Pairing: Reader x Jin
Genre: smut, tattooed!jin, cheating, angst
Word Count: 2.5k
A/N: I have been listening to a lot of Amy Winehouse lately and this is what happens. I’m tempted to turn this into a series, but we shall see.
We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times
You go back to her, and I go back to black
“Hey! What’s your name?” someone shouted at you from across the bar. His words barely louder than the beat pumping through the speakers.
The bartender handed over your drink, exchanging whiskey for your bills. The whiskey ginger burned on your tongue as you took a sip, preparing yourself to face the owner of the voice. He was handsome, but the look in his eyes told you that your name was the last thing on his mind. “No thanks.” You smiled, slipping off the bar stool to make your way through the crowd.
You felt your phone vibrate in your back pocket, the screen sticking out like a sore thumb in the dim lights of the bar your best friend had dragged you too. And as if the universe was playing a cruel trick on you, his name flashed on your screen. You scoffed as you read the familiar words.
Jin 11:45 PM: Where are you?
You held your phone up to your lips, debating if you should respond. Jin was bad for you and you knew it. That’s why the two of you broke up, to begin with. That’s why you still answered his calls and text messages. You took another sip, hoping to find some wisdom in the bottom of the ice. The screen illuminating the glass in your hand as you sank the rest of your drink. He was not a patient man.
Jin 11:48 PM: Y/N, where the hell are you?
His brashness made you wince, quickly typing out a response. Two could play this game, even though the both of you were never good at following the rules.
Y/N: 11:48 PM: Out
You really must have pissed him off as your phone started to vibrate in your hand, he was calling you.
“Stop playing games, Y/N.” Jin hissed through the phone, interrupting you before you could even say hello.
“I told you last time that this was over between us.” You raised your voice, matching his level of annoyance although for a much different reason.
Jin scoffed, “You and I both know that last time wasn’t enough.”
“Fuck you.” you quipped, annoyed at how easily the sound of his voice turned you into putty. His words pushing and pulling you into shapes that only he could make. “I’m at the bar.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes.” was all he said before the line on the other end went dead.