Bts short series and oneshots

3

“Jimin will you give me anything?” He instantly nods his head at your question. You were not a woman who demanded for anything, when you finally did how could he deny? “When the right time comes. I’ll ask you.” “And I’ll try my best to give it to you.” He munched on his food.

-A MONTH LATER-

“WTF- WERE YOU DOING IN HER ROOM? I SAW YOU WERE HUGGING HER. WASN’T I ENOUGH?” Your yells echoed in the room, he tried calming you down. However, your anger was beyond controllable.

“Love please calm down, I swear to God there’s nothing between us.” Grabbing your arms Jimin, explained his side. “She threw herself on me.”

You scoffed stepping back from his hold. “Why were you in her room?” “Mother forced me to visit, threatening me with your name. I had no other option than to agree.” Closing your eyes for a brief moment you calm yourself down.

“Fine I trust you. Do not repeat this again. I hate her, you should know about it better.” He envelopes his arms around you. Whispering words of comfort. That scene however, wasn’t pleasing to the woman standing at the doorstep.

Earlier, in the morning Nian had planned everything out to make Jimin hers. Even staging the scene as if it was Jimin who was doing it. The series of misunderstandings had started. She knew it wasn’t far until the day she would break you both apart.

Playing games with Jimin isn’t easy. She had to take each step, mildly and carefully. “Y/N! Dear,Y/N! Today I was in Jimin’s arms. Tomorrow I’ll be in his bed. Aren’t we playing fair now?” Curling her finger between her locks she walks back to her room.

-TWO WEEKS LATER-

“Why are you late? Were you busy with that whore again? Are we really lovers now?” Jimin was done with your allegations. He agrees that he’s been spending a lot of time with Nian lately. It wasn't out of his freewill. Jieun found one or the other excuse to bring them both together.

“You know what? I’m leaving. Do whatever you want.” Not sparing a glance at you he walks away. “Why did you change Jimin? What does she have that I don’t?” Sitting on the bed, you were rethinking everything that happened in these past two months.

Everything was totally fine. Until, one day his mother started finding excuses to separate you both. At a point Jimin gave up and started obeying her commands.

He did not have control over his life. After all, he wasn't the real King. He was adopted and trained to be one. Jieun was the real Queen, hence all the authority went to her.

An angry Jimin strides to the bar in the village. He was there to drink his sorrows away.

“If only I wasn’t chosen to be a King. I would have led a happy life with her. But she chose to adopt me, and make my life miserable. My wife is always insecure every night when I return to her. Smelling my clothes, she trusts me but not the woman I’m hanging around with. Mr whiskey, do you understand me?”

Taking a sip of the alcoholic drink he talks to his glass.

“My Y/N is a really sweet lady, her anger is not something sweet though. I can’t pull myself out of this mess.” Pouting at the glass he chugs it down in one go. Ignoring the burning sensation in his throat. “How do I convince her Mr Whiskey?”

Jimin hiccups, laying on the wooden table expressing his sorrows, to the now empty glass vessel in his hands.

“King Jimin.” She smiles at him. “My Queen you're here.” His vision was blurry. “My beloved Queen, you're the only woman in my heart. I despise Nian more than what you do. Trust me I’ll kick her out of our lives soon.”