BTS Oneshot Imagines [Mostly Jk]

Playboy - 1.2 ✔

When you were just a bet to your playboy boyfriend

Part 02 | JJK

Y/N's POV
I had spent the night with my mind in chaos. His philosophical saying did work on me. my alarm went off with a shrill sound, jolting my already awake self. I slammed my hand hard on it, silencing it. 

The anxiousness I was feeling two days ago had faded because of the interaction last night. I felt content now that I had made myself clear in front of him; that there was nothing left between us. 

his cold tears felt as if they fell right at my burning heart, but what's so hard about faking them?.

 It was frustrating how I was distrusting his every single action and word now, something I should've done before. staring at the ceiling, a tear rolled down my cheek unwittingly, making me break out of reverie. I had determined not to cry over him.  I had gotten ready for college in a span of minutes and was much earlier than usual.

a bouquet of white orchids fell on my doorstep as I twisted the knob of my house. I looked around, expecting to spot the sender but the street was empty as usual.

 ''are these yours Yewon?'' I asked my roommate as she came out of her room looking like a zombie. That's what you get when you drink all night in the name of having fun.

''flowers? for me? noway y/n ah, I'm single from birth'' she spoke, feigning a cry, and left for the kitchen. 

my fingers caressed the soft petals as gently as possible. white orchids symbolize regret and are also known as ''I'm sorry flowers''. 

I clicked my tongue as I figured out who was behind it. I didn't want to keep them but throwing them away felt too harsh.

 ''Here, for you'' I said to Yewon, setting the flowers in front of her. Before she could say anything, I was out the door.

Time Skip: University
I trudged in the hallway, clearly noticing the discerning gazes and rumors being spread while whispering. 

breaking up wasn't a big deal but when it is the school's playboy's conquest, it has to be gossiped. 

looking evidently unbothered, I took out my books from my locker and walked to my class, not sparing a glance to anyone. The class was noisy as usual but fell into silence when I walked in. 

just how indifferently were they gonna treat me now that I had been played by jungkook? 

I sat on my desk and it was hard to miss the pink camellia flowers set beautifully in a bunch. longing for you... this is what the pink camellia meant.

 I could catch a few students anticipating what I would do to them which depicted their knowledge about the owner of these from the corner of my eyes. 

if I throw them, it will cause a scene and one more topic for gossiping, meaning another week of being the center of attention after being talked about my break up over the weekend. 

I raised my hands to grab the flowers and taking a deep breath, decided what to do with them.

 ''Good morning class'' our teacher's loud voice filled the room as everyone corrected their posture, giving me enough time to quickly push them under the desk. 

and that's where they stayed until a cleaner found them at the end of the day.

It was the last class and I decided to skip it and go home, not wanting to study in an environment where everyone looked at me as if I had committed a crime.

 I really couldn't comprehend why people stare at a person when they want to know something when all it does is make the other person uncomfortable rather than bringing the desired answers out.