Best Friends, Aren't We? (Pt.2) (Suga X reader fanfic)

Surprise Chapter...

What if they didn't have the chance to change the past?

Instead of Yoongi waking up in the past with _____ as his wife, he woke up in the present and still in bed with Minji. Except that he fulfilled his promise to her.

Life went on as usual. Jungkook and ______ continued to be happy together with Haneul and all memories of them playing with the past was gone. Only Yoongi remembered. He was the only one who couldn't continue to live normally. He felt like he was going crazy with regret and pain, piercing his heart at every moment.
He wanted to give up, but he thought about how selfish he already had been. So he made the decision to force himself to love his wife in an affectionate way and accept that this was his destined fate.

7 months later, Minji, pre-maturely, gave birth to Mi-Jin.
Yoongi did not make much of a fuss about this but instead grew to love his daughter and his wife.

16 years later...

Mi-Jin's POV

"Watch it, 8¡+<H!" A girl shouted in my left ear before shoving me off, resulting to me stumbling back a few feet away from her as she snickered at her doing.
I cringed and showed a face of disgust at her before muttering some curses in English, causing her to freak out and flee to the nearest classroom.

Girls...

I hissed and grabbed my books before slamming my locker hard and fast in annoyance and grumpiness.

It all started when I was walking to my locker when she and her boyfriend and his friends were standing right in front of my locker. I waited patiently, which was hard for me to do so, and decided to secretly take a picture of them to mock them alone. It was a good thing that they didn't find out about it, though, the girl got mad because she thought that I was staring at her boyfriend's best friend. She glared at me and the guys started mocking me before walking off to the nearest classroom, leaving me with her.

"I know you have a thing for him, loner." She said, placing her hands on her hips and flipped her hair to the side of her flawless face- oh no. Wait. I guess her flaw is her face. I supposed that I was wrong. I should say flawless toes since nobody would see them anyways. Imagine if a guy with toe fetish fell for her toes. Lol, fell for her toes.

I didn't answer her but stood there; dissing her in my head and cringing even harder the longer she stared at me.
"Stop showing that face, you retard. Answer me." She barked.
Not even bothering to answer her, I sniffed and waved my hands as if there was something incredibly stinky, "Do you smell that?"
She frowned and sniffed, "No."
I continued to show a face of disgust, "I do! It's near- oh wait. It's you." I ended it with a tone of sarcasm and my voice was back to its draggy, monotone tone.

She gasped and snapped her fingers right in front of my face, "I don't stink-" I cut her off by clapping my hands nearer to her face, "Sorry. Thought that was a fly passing by." I said sarcastically, dusting my hands at her face until I was actually touching her.
"Ew! I touched you!" I groaned sarcastically and ripped her shirt to wipe my hands before stuffing it in her mouth.

She spat it out and shouted in my ear, "Watch it, 8¡+<H!"

And TaDa! That's what happened.

Running my fingers through my hair, I went to my History class and basically just sat there till it ended.

The morning kinda came and went by since now it was lunch time. Being me, I quickly ate my lunch and went into the Library to sleep when I received a text from my mom,