BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2018

Chapter 69- Apologies

August 21st, 2018:

"Y/N, could we talk?" I heard a man's voice behind me, but I couldn't quite recognise it right away.

I turned around and immediately punched out sending him to the ground not giving him the chance to say another word. He chose the wrong f*cking day to mess with me.

"Y/N, what the f*ck," the man said, grabbing his nose in pain as he stood up.

"Me, "what the f*ck"?!?" I shout baffled, "no, it's you "what the f*ck"!"

"Let's go inside, your drawing attention," he said, grabbing my elbow which I hurriedly pulled out of his hand.

I looked around and saw an elderly man looking over as he ever so slowly walked away. I gritted my teeth but stormed inside the lobby of my apartment building and into a separate closed-off lounge room with Jongin behind me.

"I think you broke it," Jongin said feeling his nose which was bleeding as he removed the mask he had been wearing.

"Oh, you're fine," I roll my eyes, but I go into my bag and give him my tissues, "what the f*ck do you want. Why are you here?"

I glared at him with my hands on my hips.

"Jennie told me how you reacted when you found out about us," he explains.

"... Okay... and what do you want me to do about that? You think you can get me to be fine with it?" I say laughing at how he thought he could do that, "you actively flirted with my best friend and are now going out with her! Do you know how much of an absolutely d*ck move that is?"

"Y/N, I know I hurt you and it's something I have to contend with every day," he says trying to step towards me but I just back up, "but I never intended to hurt you then and I don't want to hurt you now," I let out a scoff as he spoke crossing my arms, "you helped me grow and realise what I had done wrong before and I think I can continue growing with Jennie. I genuinely love her".

"Are you only with women for your own self-growth?" I question incredulously.

"No, Y/N, come on, of course not," Jongin rolled his eyes, removing the tissues to see if he was still bleeding, he was, "can't you just be happy for me, that I have grown, I'm a better man with more maturity and I want to be that better man for Jennie".

I started laughing feeling like I was losing my mind. I was getting way too riled up and knew I needed to ground myself.

"Look," I say, calming down ever so slightly, "you can go on your merry way f*cking one of my best friends, but don't you dare ask me to be happy about it. There's a reason both of you hid it from everybody for like two months. It's because you knew it was wrong. You knew you were dating one of my best friends after being my tumultuous ex and she knew she was getting with my toxic ex! You just don't do that and you're both @ssholes for doing it".

"Well, that hurts," he says frowning.

"Oh please," I laugh, "you don't want to get into a "who's more hurt" competition with me right now... No, I'm just not doing this. You both know you're in the wrong and if you want to keep going that's on you, but don't you dare try to get me to be happy for you both. You seriously f*cked with my emotions and ruined my relationship for your own emotional and personal gain. Even if I were to believe that you've grown and matured and all that, choosing, because it was very much a choice, to go out with one of my closest friends is low oppa. Real f*cking low".