BTSxReader - Short story compilation.

♔ A vow to protect you♔ [M] - J

Pairing: JinxReader

Genre: Angst;Fluff;Smut

Sum: After being together for 3 years, Jin finally popped the question of marriage proposal. Planning and family gatherings has been occupying you for the last 3 months, but something have always bothered you. Jin seemed stressed and all you could do, is be by his side. The wedding is set before another BTS comeback, and he became more distant around you. Anxiety and self-conscious erupted your mind when he was gone, did he really want to get married?

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Word count: 3.7k

Triggers: Unprotected sex + Dom!Jin

A/N: I tried something new, I hope you like it. Please let me know, if it gave an effect or not.

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"There should be stargazers on this table too!" A woman, rather older than yourself. Her voice so delicate and sweet, yet dominating when it came to decorating. Your lifeless frame, sitting on a chair as told. You watched Jin's mother watch the younger women, how to decorate 8 tables for ten. The baby pink coloured table cloth, mixed perfectly with the white see-through fabric on top. Fairy lights hovering above, giving the room a fantasy feel of your first love.

"Did you hear from Jin, sweetie?" Her petite form, seated beside on the white covered wooden chair. Your eyes wandering around the room, trying not to spare the thought of Jin right now. There were no words, dedicated for him, giving in to only a denial shake as an answer.

"His brother is probably getting him into a tux for tomorrow. You can go home, I'll finish up here" A friendly pat on your shoulder, feeling your worries darkening in the bottom of your stomach, lifted by a touch. Arms embracing your cold skin, before your feet began to walk along the red carpet to your car. The engine filling your ears of tinnitus and driving along the blocks, inside the traffic.

Your apartment sharing the same loneliness filling in your heart, of Jin being away with his brother. Clothes scattered around the floor, creating the messy life it has become, while the sunset's low lights flash through the window glass, bringing your inner thoughts of positivity. Your bag and jacket placed upon the new leather couch, before embracing the worn clothes on the floor. Your hand tangling the pink shirt, that held hundreds of fresh and broken memories. The little study room in the corner, seemed like a mess to step inside. Books opened and occupying the whole desk, with pictures decorated with family and friends. Everything seemed too closed off and distant, grabbing the photos to examine your life. The way your friends' support held you to continue the rough lifestyle, of being alone in the apartment. Jin's handwritten letters from months ago, sent from the US doing his tour. It was the same kind of ritual, waiting in the living room before watching his worn-out body, proceed through the entrance.

His mind is too tired to talk about his day, even though you saw the distress on his face, bloom against his sweaty skin. Only a single kiss entangled on your gloomy forehead, before he travelled further to sleep. Another one, before leaving you like a loop with no exit. For now, your life didn't wander around him, but with yourself. The interactions of a couple, distancing along the way. Barely, get to hear what he feels, what he thinks. Whenever you talked about the upcoming wedding, another subject interrupted. A stuttering mess, of thinking about something else. Leaving your little girl dreams on stand-by, until the day it will be fulfilled.

Watching over the album of your relationship growing, you missed the smile he had, when playing with his dog. The way he kissed you at every chance he could, or speak delightfully about his dreams. Where did they go. Today, the Jin you said 'yes' to, didn't exist. You always wondered, if he distanced himself, to figure out his true intentions of a proposal. Did he ask you, to reach another milestone? To know, you won't go anywhere, with another man? Continuously questioning your relationship, there would never be an answer.