Without another word she got up and walked away. I felt bad. No, I felt awful. She said I’d betrayed her, I hurt her. I hurt my cute lil raindrop that I care about so dearly. How could I do that to her when she specifically asked me not to bring them? What did I do?
I walked my way back to the cafe, where the guys expected me to bring Y/N back with me. I made my way in and sat down.
“Where is she?” Namjoon asked.
“She hates me now too.” I swallowed hard. I still couldn’t believe myself, how did I manage to hurt someone that I love?
“What do you mean?” Hobi asked, frowning.
“I was never supposed to bring you guys with me. I was never supposed to break her promise and tell you that I was going to see her today. She trusted me and I betrayed that.”
“Why is she being so damn dramatic about everything? Can’t she just grow the fuck up already?” Jimin said slamming his hands on the table.
“Ya, she’s like this because of you guys. She’s completely torn, and so hurt because all you guys care about is the way you look in the public eye. Have you never taken into consideration her feelings? You guys spoke badly of her behind her back. Namjoon hyung, you of all people should have known better. You of all people should have stuck up for her, protected her when she needed you the most. And Jimin, you seriously call yourself her best friend? She couldn’t even tell you that she was suffering. We were all so damn clueless about her. We all just assumed that she was okay. Every time something bad was written about her, we only assumed she was okay. We only ever assumed that she was in the wrong. Now if you don’t mind I’m going to go find her because it seems to me non of you even care.” I shook my head and left them all sitting there completely silent.
I didn’t know where I was walking to, I had no idea where I was going. But I kept walking, I was beyond hurt. It was slowly becoming more and more unbearable. I thought I had it all, I had big brother who once treated me so well, and his best friends thought of me as their own sister too at one point. But I mess up one time and lose everything. I lose my brother, I lose my best friend and I lose the last person I thought I could trust.
Who did I have left? Myself? I don’t even know who I am anymore. Who would have known that losing the closest people around you could hurt this much? Was I the one at fault here? Maybe I am. Maybe non of this would have happened if I just didn’t do anything, maybe I would still have my brother and his friends, my best friends if I just, listened to them and took in what they had said. Maybe they wouldn’t be put in such difficult positions if I just, if I just wasn’t around them anymore. They’ve proved to me that they didn’t need me, they never did. They have each other and thats all that they needed.
Just my luck, it’s raining. It didn’t even take long until I was completely soaked from head to toe. I didn’t have an umbrella, I didn’t have a jacket but I kept walking, Walking in the rain hid the fact that my tears never stopped falling, no one could see that I was dying more and more inside. That this feeling of being alone and so lonely was tearing me up.
I’ve been walking for hours now, it hasn’t stopped raining and it was getting darker each second. I felt so numb, I felt the world beneath me spinning. I looked up and saw that I had finally reached my apartment complex. I lived alone, mum and dad thought it was a good idea for me to be independent. But look where that got me. I walked into the building, and noticed that the elevators were broken down. Nothing wanted to go well for me did it? The world hates me. So I walked slowly up the stairs and made my way up to the eleventh floor. I felt as though I was going to collapse, but I kept walking until I reached my door. Only to find him standing there, sat with his head in his hands and that was the last thing I saw.
Request: his gf is an art student, and she must draw/paint an act, so she asks him for modeling for her naked?
A/N: what did i do?
SEOKJIN “Is that necessary jagi? I know I’m a work of art and nothing will compare to me, but naked?” “It has to be naked Jin, it has to be something different” “I can bake you a cute cake and you can draw it” “You want to bake a cake so you can eat it,” You said pouting “I mean if I don’t eat it, it will be a waste”
YOONGI “You want me to be your model?” You nodded looking at him “Naked?“
“Yes Yoongi, we have been through this conversation like 6 times"
“I know you like my dick but do you really like it that much?”
HOSEOK “I thought you said this was a college project” “It is a college project” “Are you trying to fail or something?”
NAMJOON “I don’t have a problem with it. I mean you saw me naked like 99 times but isn’t that too unoriginal? I know you can do better than that baby”
JIMIN “You know I don’t have a problem with it but I don’t want everyone seeing me naked” “But it’s a drawing, it’s not you in person” “Still, everyone will know how big is the dick you take every night” Stage fuckboy Jimin.
TAEHYUNG “Why don’t you draw something cute instead of me, naked?” “Is there something cuter than you baby?” “Puppies are cute, I will buy you one” “Is that a no?” “That’s a: we are getting a puppy because you’re not drawing me naked”
JUNGKOOK “I’m only doing it if you let me do the same to you” “Mine is a project, what do you need a drawing of me naked for?” “Honestly, I don’t want it I just thought you would reject the offer, just like I’m rejecting yours right now” smooth baby
a/n: If you haven’t read the series, I suggest that you read it first before scrolling. Here is the much awaited alternate ending to Choose Me. Please read the premise before proceeding. Enjoy! This brings back a lot of feels for me personally and hopefully to you as well!
Summary: It’s the number one rule: you should never fall in love with your best friend or worse, Min Yoongi. With love in the equation, it becomes much difficult to find the right answer. Is it really true that you can’t choose who you fall in love with?
Premise: If the reader were to end up with Yoongi, the series would have ended at Chapter 21 and the following is how Chapter 21 would have looked like if Y/N and Yoongi ended up together. Jimin’s feelings still exist, but if the story had ended with Yoongi, I would have included a scene in the epilogue of Jimin nonchalantly saying, “You know, I used to like you.” or smth like that. I will not do an epilogue for this anymore because that’d be spoiling you guys too much. (jk but really my brain can’t handle it anymore.)
“Oppa!” you exclaimed when you Jin in his black gown and cap. You tried waving at him, but your hands were full. He beamed at you and jogged over. “Congratulations!”
He laughed and hugged you tightly before pulling you to his side. “어, 고마워 우리 귀여운 동생이~”
You beamed at him and handed him a bouquet of flowers and small box of cookies. “Congratulations for graduating, oppa! You finally graduated!”
“Ya, what do you mean finally?” he scolded as you linked arms with him and began walking. “For your information, I was only delayed by a term.”
You nodded along, “Okay, okay, it’s your graduation. I will laugh at all of your jokes during your speech later.”
He frowned at you and you only laughed again. “But seriously, congratulations. I’m kinda sad that you’re leaving.” your grip on his arm tightened unconsciously. “I mean, you’re like my real brother, I’m going to miss you nagging at me.”
“Wa…” he let out in disbelief. “..you must be so happy.” Jin noticed that you had another bouquet tucked between your arms, so he nodded towards it. “Who’s that for? The other guy?”
“Yeah, his name is not banned anymore, you know.” your wrinkled your nose at him. “He’s graduating too, so I’m here to congratulate him. You know that he doesn’t have a great relationship with his parents.”
Jin shrugged in response. “Fair enough. Are you happy though? Will this make you happy?”
“Hmmm…” you thought for a second. “You know, by now, I thought I’d still be confused and sad. I thought I’d regret the decision I made, but strangely, I’m just… fine. I’m not jumping for joy everyday, but I’m not crying either. It’s really weird, I guess time really heals all wounds.”
Jin glanced down at you and patted your head. “That’s great, that makes me feel relieved. You know what, no more boys! Boys just suck the life out of you.” you giggled, shaking your head. “Don’t tell me… Wait, it’s still him? After all these time? I thought you didn’t want to…”
“I don’t know. Maybe? Now that I took a step back from all of them, I finally realized the true answer. After all the trouble it took to arrive at that answer, I just want to take my time and heal. I’m letting the story unfold by itself.” you two started to walk more slowly as you approached the graduation hall.
“What about all that talk about choosing the one you love?” Jin raised his eyebrow at you, but you only looked ahead.
“It’s not that I’m not choosing him, it’s just that I’ve gone through so much and have been hurt for too long just to make this choice that I don’t want to ruin it just because I rushed into things.” you let out a huge breath, feeling as if you had just unloaded a heavy burden off your back.
Jin broke free from you and held you within arm’s length. “Look at you, eo? Look at where you are, look at where you started… You’ve come so far and you’ve grown so much.”
You easily felt the tears well in your eyes. “I couldn’t have done without you being there for me. Thank you so much, Seokjin-oppa.” your lower lip jutted out as you tried to hold in your tears.
Jin laughed boisterously, his infamous ahjae laugh that didn’t suit his face, and ruffled your hair. “Aigoo, you’re still a crybaby. You’re a big girl now, you don’t need me anymore.”
You smacked his chest and headed inside with him to the graduation hall. He gave a splendid speech as the outgoing student council president and brilliantly turned an ahjae joke into an inspiring quote.
“Why did the chicken cross the road?” he asked and everyone was prepared for the punchline. “…because it wasn’t afraid to take risks.”
The crowd exploded in cheers and you clapped along. Jin sent his patented hand kiss for the last time and got a standing ovation.
When the ceremony had ended, you searched through the crowd, looking for one person. Somehow, it felt like deja vu. You were always the one looking for him and today, you were looking for him as well.
Finally, you spotted him with a number of girls congratulating him and his thesis mates taking pictures with him. You watched from a considerable distance quietly. You waited for him to notice you and when he did, you waved the bouquet at him.
Min Yoongi, with his black hair and perfect skin, always looked good in black, but seeing him in his graduation robes somehow made your heart swell with pride, but with such surge in emotions also came memories of that night six months ago…
“I don’t know.” You sighed, answering his question by another, “Someone once told me that you can choose who you can fall in love with. Do you believe that?”
“No.” he paused. “Well, actually… I don’t know.”
“Why? Why not?” you pressed, trying to meet his eyes which were looking at your hands.
“I’ve never loved anyone but you.” his gaze was sincere and warm in contrast to his cold touch. “Y/N, you’re my best friend and it took me a while to realize, but I know it now. I made you wait for such a long time, but we’re here now and you don’t have to do anything, I will come for you this time.”
You inhaled with closed eyes, his words brought back the answer that you lost, “Jimin… He… He once said that we all do unfair and selfish things for love. Do you also believe that?”
“Yes. If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t be saying all of these if I didn’t think that I don’t deserve a second chance.” Yoongi pleaded you with his eyes, something that you were seeing for the first time in your life.
You were quiet for a very long time because you sorted out all the possible answers that you could give Yoongi until you realized… he didn’t need an answer. “Exactly.” The word was out before you knew it and you could see Yoongi’s pupils shaking, trying to search your face for explanations. “You see, I don’t believe that. Love should be selfless… I just, I don’t why you’re doing this to me!” your voice shook until it died down to a whisper. “왜, 윤기야? 지금 왜? Why didn’t you hold onto me when I was giving myself to you? Why are you trying to get me back now when I finally moved on from you?”
“I…” Yoongi was flustered, it was obvious that this was not the answer he expected. “I…didn’t have a choice.”
“Bullshit, Yoongi.” you spat out and shot out of the chair. “You always have a choice, I had a choice… a choice that led me to you a long, long time ago.” The image of the picture on your table suddenly crossed your mind. “I decided to love you and I spent years doing that because I thought that once I made my decision, I couldn’t change my mind, but now…” you tried to catch your breath. “I think I can, so I’m choosing for myself. I choose me. Believe it or not, in the past few months that I wasn’t with you, I learned how to live. I stopped waiting for you the moment you chose to look the other way. More than anything, I chose to move on. Thank you for loving me and letting me love you all these time.”
You took slow steps towards him and he looked at you with a lopsided smile. “Did you get me flowers?”
You chuckled at his mocking tone, glad that you were able to talk to him like this again. “No. Jimin got you flowers as an apology for not being able to come since he’s performing for that end of the year thing tomorrow. He’ll try to catch us at dinner though.”
He shrugged and accepted the bouquet nonetheless. “Thanks anyway.”
“Congratulations on graduating.” you smiled genuinely at him and he received it graciously with a slight nod. “Come on, I’ll buy you jjajangmyun.” you turned around to leave and Yoongi caught your wrist.
“Can’t it really be me? Can’t it be me again?” The way he enunciated each word already told you how much he hesitated to ask.
You turned slightly, just enough to look him in the eye. “I… also don’t know. I’m sorry.”
He nodded. His crestfallen gaze hitting the floor faster than raindrops hit pavements. It’s not that he didn’t know that he hurt you. In fact, he knew too damn well. It’s not he didn’t understand that you needed time, he did because admittedly, he knew he also benefitted from the six months that he wasn’t with you, but ultimately, he didn’t know if it was worth it.
He didn’t know if you were still in love with him as he was in love with you.
And if Yoongi wanted to avoid something, it was you slipping from his fingers again.
As he watched you walk slowly away from him, his heart constricted at the rather familiar yet unwelcome sight of your back. He no longer wanted to see such a view, he’d much rather walk side by side and hold your hand and kiss your temples. All the things that he denied for himself.
But not anymore, so he walked with quick strides until he was by your side. In the blunt manner that he always did, he took your hand in his. You flinched, turning to him with a look of surprise. You met his gaze then stared at your interlocked fingers before looking at him again.
“What are you doing?” your voice was soft and yet the way it lilted in the end told Yoongi that he was hurting you again by keeping his mouth and eyes shut.
“Y/N, I can’t… I can’t let you go. I can’t pretend that I’m not in love with you any longer than I already have in the past.” his grip tightened on your fingers and at this point, your heart felt an old erratic pattern, one that it has learned and forgotten and learned again many times over. “Please…”
And it was at that second that you finally listened to the rhythm that your heart sang.
Your heart beat for Yoongi, as simple as that.
You pried your fingers away from his solid grip and Yoongi felt like he was socked in the stomach. He looked at you with glassy eyes that have never held such confusion, agony and a mixture of a thousand prickling emotions at the same time.
“I’m not going anywhere, Yoongi.” you smiled genuinely and maybe painfully too. You weren’t swimming in euphoric bliss, but somehow, as you closed the distance between you and Yoongi with your arms wrapped securely around his neck, you knew you’ll be fine. “I’m going to try again. I sincerely believe that we went through all that pain, so that we could be like this; so that we could hold each other like this.”
Yoongi’s trembling hands wrapped around you, burying his face in your neck. His graduation cap fell as he hugged you close, the tremors from his hand, travelling the expanse of his whole nervous system.
“Yoongi, you’re shaking.” you muttered as you patted his back.
“I’m not.” was his stubborn reply. “I’m happy.”
“Fair enough.” you laughed and Yoongi didn’t know how much he missed the sound of your unabashed, unforced laughter.
“Y/N… You know I’m not letting you go again, right?” his already quiet voice dropped a decibel lower and you finally understood that he felt as much pain as you did, if not ten times over. “You can’t hold me now and decide that you’re going to change your mind later–”
“I know, Yoongi.” If holding him closer means you can also caress his already fragile heart, then you were going to do just that. “You’re a little late, but thanks for choosing me.”
He chuckled, finally pulling away to brush and flatten your unruly hair. “I’m not choosing you when you were the only choice from the beginning. There was no contest, Y/N. You’re the only one.”
You smiled, you kept smiling and you didn’t realize until Yoongi wiped the lone tear from your eyes that you had been waiting for those words all these time. “Finally…”
Finally. Finally was the word that rang in your head when Yoongi inched closer to your face. It was the words you whispered when his lips hovered over yours until he kissed you.
Finally, he chose you. Finally, your fates crossed again.
You will be faced with many choices in life and sometimes you will make the wrong ones, sometimes the right ones. Some days, you would think that you don’t have a choice, but you do. It’s okay to make mistakes, to stumble and to lose your way because at the end of the day, if it’s the right choice, it will come through.