BTS Imagines

Jungkook ♡ Argument

Published: September 7, 2018
Rewritten: August 9, 2023

Word count: 1,176

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A pleased smile graced your features as soon as you walked through the front door of your apartment. It had been a wearisome and exhausting day at work, so it felt good to finally be home where you could relax and unwind. You had been looking forward to clocking out and coming home to your loving boyfriend, Jungkook. Seeing him after a tiring day was always a nice pick-me-up and had all the stress melting away, which is exactly what you needed at the moment.

Moving down the hall, you made your way into your shared bedroom, finding Jungkook sitting at his desk playing video games, his round eyes focused on the computer screen while his thumbs moved briskly over the buttons and toggles. You dropped your bag onto the bed and made your way over to him, briefly glancing at the monitor before carefully wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He didn't react to your actions.
Not wanting to distract him too much, you leaned down to rest your head on his shoulder, pressing a kiss to his cheek in greeting.

"Hi, my love."
He gave a short hum in response.
"I missed you."
Another hum.
"How was your day?"
"Fine." He shrugged.
You sat there for a few drawn-out moments, watching Jungkook move his character across the screen, searching the area for other players. You recognized the game as Overwatch, one he really enjoyed playing. At that moment, he spotted one of the enemies, his body tensing slightly as he started pressing buttons rapidly, shooting at his targets who were trying to take the territory him and his team were trying to defend. After being ignored for a good minute or two, you withdrew your arms, allowing them to slide off Jungkook's shoulders while heaving a sigh.

"Well, I'm starving. I haven't eaten much today. Do you want something to eat?" You asked him out of habit, but also wanting to be courteous, even if he was ignoring you.
"What?"
"I said do you want-"
"Agh!" He exclaimed, a groan following soon after. "No! I died."
He threw the controller down onto the computer desk and stood up abruptly.
"No, Y/n, I don't want anything to eat." He responded sharply. "I want you to leave me alone. You made me lose my game."
You physically leaned away from him, taken aback by his sudden outburst and sharp tone.
"I was just trying to be nice." You responded meekly.
"I was about to win that round!"
"I-"
"You come in here and lay all over me while I'm trying to focus and then you start asking me questions as if I can answer them! You ruined my game."
Now you were angry. There was no way you were going to allow him to stand there and yell at you for distracting him from a game when all you did was ask if he wanted something to eat. You were quite literally about to leave the room.
"Are you serious? It's a game, Jungkook."
"One that I was about to win."
"You need to stop getting so worked up over a stupid video game." You snapped.
"Stupid? Really?"
"Yeah, really. You're getting worked up over nothing!" You raised your voice. "All I wanted to do was come home after a tiring day and spend time with you, but you're too engrossed in your video games. You wouldn't even pay attention to me. So, if you wanna play Overwatch, you do that. I'm leaving. Enjoy your game." You turned to leave, grabbing your bag and heading towards the door.

You didn't see it since you had already stepped out of the room, but regret flashed across Jungkook's features, remorse hitting him like a ton of bricks. You were right. He had no need to get so hateful over losing a video game. All you did was ask if he wanted something to eat, you were just being polite and he yelled at your for it.
Stupid. He thought to himself.
Without wasting another second, Jungkook hurried out of the bedroom, catching you right as you twisted the handle on the front door.

"Y/n wait." He called out.
"Just go back to your video game, Jungkook. I'm leaving you alone like you wanted." You tried to wave him off, but he was having none of it.
He hooked an arm around your waist, pulling you away from the front door and into his chest.
"Let go." You demanded sternly, attempting to get away from him and shove him away.
"I'm sorry."
His apology made you pause. You stayed quiet, not having a response at the moment. 
"I'm sorry for snapping at you. I had no reason to be so hateful. It's just a video game, it's not the end of the world. I shouldn't have gotten so caught up in it."
You let out a long sigh, processing his words. His apology made your heart soften and you were thankful that he realized his mistake before you could leave the apartment. Turning to face him, you brought your hands to cup his cheeks, staring into his brown eyes.
"Do you really mean that?"
He nodded.
"Thank you. And I accept your apology."
"Just like that?"
"Just like that."
"I won't do it again. I'm so sorry." He continued murmuring apologies while peppering your face with kisses.
"It's okay, Jungkook. Everything is fine now. I forgive you." You pulled him into a hug.
He buried his face in the crook of your neck, his hold on your waist tightening.
"I love you so much." He whispered into your skin.
"I love you too."
"I can't let you forgive me so easily, though." He puked away to look you in the eyes. "I need to make it up to you somehow."
"Well," You began, your thumb moving to caress his lip. "you can start by kissing me."

Jungkook leaned in and captured your lips with his in a slow and passionate kiss, putting all of his emotions into it. His hands cradled your face, holding you in place while he dragged his lips feverishly over yours, the kiss becoming heated right away. Your fingers grabbed onto the front of his shirt, curling around the fabric trying to pull him closer to you.
"I missed you so much." You murmured between kisses.
"I missed you too." He sighed out, giving you another kiss. "I'm sorry I ignored you."
You pulled away, gazing into his eyes.
"I already forgave you, Jungkook."
"I know, I just feel crappy about it. I never wanted to be that guy."
"You're not. This only happened once."
"And it won't happen again." He assured you, pressing a kiss to your jawline. "Now, what do you want to do?"
"Well, I still haven't ordered any food."
"I'll order it. Whatever you want. Then we can pile up on the couch with pillows and blankets and watch a movie while you wind down. How does that sound?"
"It sounds like exactly what I need."

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