The Arrangement (BTS MYG x ofc, complete!)

The Struggle

"It's not too late for us, please just listen to me," she begs him.

"There is nothing to listen to. I know what this is. Namjoon just happens to be at the same museum, the day after he finds out about you not being my real girlfriend." She begins to understand his implication.

"What are you talking about? Namjoon would never do anything like that to you!" She is sure he knows this, she is certain he would not mistrust his brother.

"No, he wouldn't actually, but you maybe figured that if we weren't going to be a real couple, you might as well shoot your shot right?" She gasps.

"How could you say that to me?!" She walks closer to him, now fueled with her own outrage but he continues his rant.

"You probably think because I have Luna, you might as well please yourself."

She senses this may just be one big excuse to get rid of her, and not be the bad guy, and her anger grows. She clenches her fists and screams in frustration.

"You have Luna?!" She looks at him with a blind rage as tears burn her cheeks and he realizes he should have maybe held that part back. "You told me nothing was going to happen!"

"This isn't about some old flame! You have always preferred Namjoon."

"If you want to keep living a life without any meaning or connection then do it, but don't act like I'm at fault!" He shakes his head, dismissing his error and her argument."How can you be jealous when you won't even admit how you feel."

"I shouldn't have to say it! You should know by now what I need from you, I wrote it all out in black and white."

"That isn't all you need from me!" she argues, but he ignores her point. He shakes his head, still looking just as furious with her and he turns away throwing his arms up.

"The press are going to follow us around on this tour asking questions about you even after you're gone." When he says the words, she knows that it's already planned. He's sending her home. Her anger changes back to pain at the idea of being sent away from him.

"Why do I have to go home?" she asks, in a small, worried voice.

"Because you broke the arrangement. You are not supposed to spend time with anyone else, no one," he says, turning away as if he can't look at her. It feels like an excuse to avoid the truth.

"I didn't spend time with him, he happened to be there, he asked to sit down, and he told me what you'd said to him last night."

"What? What did he tell you?" suddenly, he looks worried.

"That you told him about our arrangement, and I told  him I was struggling but he said that I just had to give you time." He shakes his head.

"You don't have to give me anymore time, if you want to be with Namjoon go knock on his door." He snarls as he waves her off. She gasps as though the idea is ridiculous, but he hangs his head. "Do you know how hard it is for me to trust people?!" He looks up at her, overwhelmed with his frustration and hurt.

"You can trust me. Jagi please," she pleads. He looks up at her as though the ache is physically painful to him and it fills her with regret. He tries unsuccessfully to push away the hurt and deny his pain.

"I asked for one thing, one goddamned thing; don't spend time with anyone else, that's all you had to do!" His wounded expression breaks her heart. She reaches her hand out to him but he avoids her. 

"Don't send me home," she sobs, pleading, but he doesn't want to acknowledge her pain.

"You already got what you wanted; money, nice clothes and the fancy hotels. It's not about me so don't pretend it is!" His voice is hoarse from shouting at her.