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Seokjin // Insecurities.

You balled up in your shared bed, tears rolling down your cheeks. Your phone somewhere on the other side of the room after you read what you had. Your sobs soon became silent as you ran out of tears. You felt incredibly hurt by what you had read.

Your boyfriend of two years, Seokjin had been cheating on you.

You laid there, enjoying the comfort of the soft blankets. Something Jin had bought as a comfort tool for when he was away on tour. You stayed awake as the digital numbers on your clock ticked by, waiting for him to get home. Waiting, and waiting-

You awoke to a soft voice.

"You've been crying, why Jagiya?" He hummed quietly, not realising you were now awake. "Is it my fault?" His hands were playing with your hair and you felt the tears well up in your eyes, despite them being closed. The only thought present in your mind?

You weren't the only girl he was doing this to.

You couldn't control the sob that left your lips as you envisioned the girl from the picture curled up with him in her bed as he played with her hair and kissed her forehead-

"Y/N?" He asked quietly. He had heard you. You opened your eyes and there he sat, looking as innocent as ever, with wide eyes. "Jagiya, what's wrong?" He cupped your cheeks and you almost ripped your face away from his grip.

"I-I understand why, but why didn't you say something?" You choked out slightly, tears rolling freely again.

"What do you mean? His voice was soft and gentle.

"That girl Seokjin, that you were seen h-holding hands with an-" Sobs shook your body, you were unable to complete your sentences. He sat there, with sad eyes as you frantically wiped away your tears.

"What girl?" He frowned. You took his phone from beside him and quickly went onto the internet and googled the article you found earlier. You turned your head away as you thrust the phone in his direction again. His hand gently brushed against yours as he took his phone back. "Baby..." He mumbled quietly. "It's all fake news... I promise you."

You quickly wiped away the tears again, your vision becoming less blurry. He sat there with hurt all over his face.

"W-Why would you think that?"

"You work and talk with so many other females, they're all better looking than me and seem so much kinder. They're all so pretty, and they're around you a lot more than me-" You whimpered, soon rambling before he pressed his lips to yours gently. Your heart skipped a beat.

"Don't talk so lowly about yourself okay?" His own eyes filled with tears. "It hurts me to see you in such a position where you think that about yourself when in my eyes you're one of the most beautiful, stunning, kind girls there are."

His hands cupped your cheeks again, this time you didn't pull away from his grip.

"B-But-"

He cut you off again. "We could be away for a year, and on other sides of the world, and I'd still come back home to you. Understood?"

You nodded slightly, gingerly kissing him. He smiled slightly, his hands still cupping your cheeks as your lips moved in sync.

He pulled away, you yawning slightly and burying your head in the crook of his neck. He chuckled softly.

"Go to sleep, it's late." He slid down under the covers, pulling you with him as your head was still buried in his neck and your arms wrapped tightly around him. "I love you."

"I love you too Seokjin." You smiled slightly as his arms wrapped around you, both falling asleep almost immediately.