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O9: The First Time He Made You Cry

get your tissue boxes ready if you are a cry baby like me. [yes I am back to writing.]

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Jin:

You were on the phone with your boyfriend of six months, Kim Seokjin, and you were currently arguing about a certain article that you have seen circulating around the world wide web. The article showed a photograph of another idol and him sitting close to one another with his arm around her and her hand on his thigh.

"Jagi, I promise it's nothing. We are just good friends."

"Oppa, good friends or not, I don't understand why she has to touch your thigh."

"It's just a skinship."

"A skinship that bothers me, Jin."

"I don't understand why."

"Because," your voice cracked. You felt your eyes well up with tears.

"Because why?" He rose his voice, "because it's a girl? because you don't trust your oppa when he has given you more reasons to trust him than years you have been alive? Or- or is it--"

You couldn't take anymore, you hung up the phone and threw it across the room not caring if it broke or not. You broke into sobs, you just wanted to make sure that he loved you and wanted to know why he allowed another girl to touch him. You didn't understand the crime.

Yoongi:

You walked to his studio with a cup of coffee in your hand. You hadn't seen him for the last few days due to the comeback so you wanted to check up on him. You knocked on the door softly as you walked in. You saw a stressed out Min Yoongi in front of you with his head in his hands. As you closed the door he looked up at you.

"Did I say, 'come in?'" He snapped annoyed.

"N-n-n" you started stuttering, causing him to suck his teeth and stand up. He grabbed the coffee from you harshly causing some of it to accidentally spill onto your hand than pushed you out of the studio. Before you could say anything he slammed the door in your face causing you to gasp in shock and sadness. You felt your heart break and tears fall down your face. You banged on the door, "Fuck you, Min Yoongi!" You said sobbing before walking away.

Hoseok:

You were both sitting on the love seat in the dorm watching a random K-drama when you both began to get bored. He then began to tickle causing you to giggle and tickle him back. You were both screeching like pterodactyls and laughing hysterically until you accidentally fell off the couch and banged your head on the floor with heavy force.

Holyfyxkibg that shit hurted bruh.

"Oh my god, Jagi!" Hobi gasped. You being the sensitive bitch you are began to cry causing him to wrap you in his arms and rock you while softly patting your head.

Namjoon:
You shouldn't have been surprised at this point but you were so shook. Your boyfriend was known as the God of Destruction. You were woke. He was woke. Army was woke. Shit even your neighbors were woke. *WINK WINK*

Joon has always promised you that the only thing he would destroy would be your pussy on an occasion but never your heart. Oh no. Never your heart.

That was what ran through your mind when you witnessed Namjoon accidentally breaking a vase that your great Auntie Wilma had given you by throwing your bra across the room.

Your eyes filled up with tears as you saw it fall to pieces. Sure it was an object but it was the last thing you had to cling to her since she died. You broke down crying as Namjoon pathetically tried to apologize.

Sexy time was ruined by the God of Destruction and your tears. What a damn shame.

Jimin:
Everyone had their rough days, today was his. You had two cups of tea in your hands as you made your way to him. Both of you haven't been dating very long but Jimin felt like he could open up to you and he always felt a peace when he was around you.

You handed him his tea and sat beside him while he stared at his cup. "Thanks babe," he whispered.

"You're welcome, baby. Now what's going on?" You said with a soft smile. You grabbed his hand and stroke his hand with your thumb. He sniffled and stared at your hand. His sniffle broke your heart.

Please don't cry, Jimin please. I'm a sensitive bitch and you're my bias, you mentally begged.

He then broke down crying setting the tea down, "I'm sorry, Y/N." You sat your tea down as well and hugged him trying to stay strong for him.

"Oppa, what's wrong?" You whispered rubbing his back.

"I'm not enough for Army," he cried into your chest. His confession killed you. He was enough. He was more than enough. Army loved him. Army viewed him as everything. This brought tears to your own eyes.

"Park Jimin, you are enough," you whispered before breaking down crying with him. "We love you. Army, me, the boys, everyone. We all love you Park Jimin."

{WHY DID I WRITE THAT? I AM FUCKING SOBBING WHAT THE HELL?! I AM SO SORRY.}

Taehyung:

It wasn't a huge moment, it wasn't because you were a sensitive bitch. No.

You were with him and the boys at the Grammys. You were so proud of them. So proud of all their accomplishments. Everything. You sat their with them as you all anxiously awaited to hear who was "international artist of the year" according to White Americans with musical knowledge or whatever bullshit.

You grabbed his pinky and shook it as he bounced his knee. Home boy was nervous but you knew that no matter what, they were this years International Artists.

*Random ass Celebrity idk Cardi B or Elton John. Pick one idgaf (but let me know lmfaooo)* smiled, "and the Grammy for International Artist of the Year goes to—— BTS."

The crowd shrieked. You shrieked. Your boyfriend and the rest of his members shat themselves. He gave you a peck on the cheek and then they all did their celebratory man circle hug thing.

When they got up there, Namjoon thanked people like ya know people who won awards do, and than the rest of the boys got to say something. Tae went up to the mic and looked directly at you saying, "I want to thank Army like always. But also to a special person in my life. One who has been there for me a lot. (Y/N) thank you for making me be better. Thank you for being with me tonight when we get this award. I purple you. So so much."

Bitch I bawled.

Jungkook:

You crying was never on his radar. He just was talking to his 97 liner group chat and they all were talking about this new prank you did on your significant other. It was a joke. It was something silly.

Pretty much, the joke was that He pretended to cut your hair. I know... what a cunt. (Jk we love this dork)

You were sitting on the couch watching an episode of Running Man. You had a glass of wine in one hand with popcorn in your lap. You laughed as you watched Kwangsoo cheat as usual and didn't suspect Jungkook who was carefully setting up the camera to pull a prank on you.

You were smiling wide as you watched the madness on the screen when you heard a snip behind you.

"The hell?" You mumbled and you turned around seeing Jungkook with a strand of hair And scissors behind you.

"Holy shit babe—" he said.

"Hold the fuck.." you said while looking at the strand of hair. You touched the back of your head and broke down crying as anxiety got the best of you. This fucking dumb butt.

Jungkook tried shushing me which caused me to toss wine in his face and running away sobbing. How could he cut my hair?? Did he have a conscious??

"Babe!" He hollered after me. "It's just a prank babe.. The strand of hair is a completely different color than your hair... baby don't cry."

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Lmfao k this was long. What did y'all think? Who's was your favorite? Should I do a part 2?
Did you cry? I cried.

But than again... I always cry.