BTS: Songfics/One-Shots

The Weight

Story for val× (on Quotev)  . Jeongkook x Reader x Jimin. Inspired by/ Kind of a songfic for The Weight by Shawn Mendes. I've been planning this prompt for a while and I thought it fit what you requested. I hope you like it, but if not I can try again with a different prompt.

~* Jeongkook's POV *~

I want to go back, and forget that it's over. I lost track of how many nights were spent either staring at the ceiling or tossing and turning in my bed. It felt really empty and cold without (Y/N). I pulled my pillow against my chest as I thought about her. I never knew that she was sleeping next door with the kid I grew up with; I can't call him my friend anymore. I miss her, but I can't go back to her anymore. No; that's something I can never forgive.

Tonight was no different than the usual. I stared into the empty space of my room, trying to make sense of that night and trying to choke back tears. Once again, I ran through the conversation in my head.

I had caught them red-handed when I stopped by Jimin's to pick up something I forgot the last time we hung out. She came down the stairs in one of his shirts- only one of his shirts. After she changed, I pulled her out to the front porch to talk.

"I can't believe this... You've been cheating on me with one of my best friends?" I ran a band through my hair, baffled and heartbroken.

"I was happier with him." She was sobbing and upset. I couldn't tell if it was real or not, but if it was, I could only assume it was because she got caught. Her words cut deep and I know that I visibly flinched away from her.

"I can't do this..." I muttered, turning to leave.

"Wait!" She grabbed my wrist. Her tone was more hurt and desperate than it was bitter and frustrated. "P-Please, baby, wait." She hiccuped. "I-I just need some time..."

"Time?! For what?"

"I was scared! I thought we were going too fast-" I cut her off.

"Then you should come to me and tell me. Not bang my best friend... I'm done... With both of you..." It was killing me to hold it together in front of her. I wanted to be anywhere but here, so I stuffed my hands in my pockets and headed for home.

"Jeongkook!" (Y/N) called, but she didn't stop me.

That was over a month ago. After calming down, I had tried to contact her on multiple occasions. I wanted to talk about this like adults, but she just kept pushing me away. Now, I just laid in bed and prayed that it would be a quiet night. My prayers were not answered however, when dreamless sleep didn't come and my phone lit up on the nightstand. I knew who it was. Who else would be texting me at just after two in the morning?

Hey. How can she be so casual? I shouldn't have even read it, and I really, really shouldn't have responded.

What. I got another text almost immediately after my thumb left the send button.

How are you? Are you well?

I'm okay. It was a blatant lie, but she didn't need to know that.

Are you seeing anyone? Again, a rather quick response. If I said yes, I would be lying. If I said no, I was worried about where the conversation would go.

I'm going to sleep. I chose to avoid the question entirely, but I don't think it would have mattered. The only good decision I could have made was to ignore the initial text from her.

Wait. Can I come over? I really need to talk to you, Kookie... I clenched my teeth when I read the affectionate nickname.

Don't call me that... What is there to even talk about, (Y/N)?

I want to get back together. The pain in my chest hit me like a brick wall. There was no way I was going to go through that again. Deciding to just ignore her, I laid my phone back on the nightstand and rolled onto my side. I just stared at the wall, hoping for sleep to come.

I'm not sure how long it took me to fall asleep, but I know that I did only because I dreamt. The dream felt so real that the only reason I could tell it was a dream was that I was holding someone in my arms. (Y/N). Everything felt okay again. I held her a little tighter and kissed the top of her head, relishing the feeling I had missed so much. That feeling of euphoria didn't last long though, as I was rudely awakened by someone banging on my front door. It took me a moment to realize i was actually awake. As the dream faded, so did the feeling of someone sleeping beside me.

"Jeongkook!" I immediately recognized (Y/N)'s voice. It was accompanied by even more pounding on the door. I stumbled down the stairs and threw the door open. I was surprised, but I wasn't at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" I leaned on the doorframe to block her from pushing into my house. "It's not even four in the morning. Go home, (Y/N)."

"I need to talk to you..." Her eyes looked red and glossy from the light of my porchlight. "I-I know I really messed up, but, p-please... Give me one more chance." I clenched my teeth and shook my head. It killed me to turn her away when all that I wanted was to have her back, but I couldn't. I couldn't trust her to not betray me again.

"No..." Even with one simple word, I heard my voice wavering. Her breath hitched and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Please... Jeongkook, I can change!" She said desperately. Something about her words and the look on her face triggered me. This wasn't some quirk or annoying habit; something easily forgivable.

"Do you honestly expect me to believe that? You lied to me. For months. How can I trust you when you can't even make up your mind?" Her eyes widened at the newfound strength in my voice. "You told me you were happier with him, but you begged me to stay. When you said you needed space, all you did was push me away. I tried to talk to you about this and you just avoided it! Now, you've showed up on my porch trying to take me back, saying that you'll change? I don't think so. I won't just wait around until you change- if you even can." I stood upright, watching her sputter for a response. "Go home, (Y/N)." I closed the door before she could even respond.

As soon as the door separated us, that strength dissipated and I felt worse than before she showed up. I had done the right thing, right? Then, why did it hurt so badly?