BTS Imagines 2 [REWRITING]

Jin ♡ Harsh Words [request]

Published: April 2, 2019
Rewritten: November 13, 2024

Requested by Anonymous

Word count: 1,100

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You arrived at the concert venue and headed to the BTS dressing room, carrying a container of Jin's favorite dish which you'd picked up from one of his favorite restaurants. You arrived early so you could give it to him before he went on stage. Today was the first day of their world tour, kicking off with two shows in Seoul. You approached the dressing room with a pep in your step despite the fact that you'd be away from Jin for a while after the Seoul shows. Your footsteps came to a stop when you heard low murmuring, coming to a halt just outside the door.

"Hyung, you seem distracted. Are you okay?" It was Taehyung speaking.
"Yeah." The second voice was that of your boyfriend. "Y/n has just been... a bit much lately. It's starting to get a little annoying."
Your chest ached hearing those words from him. A bit much? What did that mean?
"Elaborate." Taehyung urged. "In what way?"
"I shouldn't have said annoying. She's just been clingy lately is all. I can't seem to catch a break. I feel like she's always following me around when we're together and whenever I sit down, she's all over me, throwing her arms around me or resting her head on my shoulder. I just wanna be alone sometimes."
You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Jin never showed any signs of annoyance or discomfort when you snuggled up to him or even followed him from the bedroom to the living room. You attempted to swallow down the lump that started forming in your throat, fighting back tears, but continued to listen.
"It's because she loves you." Taehyung commented, a lightheartedness in his tone.
"I know," Jin sighed. "but I wish she would give me some space."
You'd heard enough, blinking away tears as you turned on your heel and immediately headed back home. Knowing what Jin truly thought of you hurt and there was no way you would've been able to put on a happy face and watch the concert.

The food you'd brought along for Jin was placed inside the fridge when you got home and you shut yourself away in your bedroom.
How were you clingy? You weren't trying to be. It wasn't a conscious thing. All you wanted was to spend time with him before he went off on tour for months on end. Another question bouncing around in your mind was why Jin couldn't just talk to you about it or ask for some space. You would've understood.
Being in the solitude of the empty bedroom, you let it all out, tears, sobs, all of it. You cried so hard that you developed a throbbing headache. Crying was supposed to make you feel better, but all it seemed to do was cause you physical pain. You picked yourself up off the bed and shuffled into the kitchen to take a headache pill before changing into some sweatpants and a loose t-shirt. You returned to the fortress of sheets and fluffy covers, closing your eyes from exhaustion, wanting nothing more than to escape for a while and forget everything you overheard that night.

A gentle jostling sensation shook you from your tear-induced slumber, someone's warm hand resting on your shoulder.
"Baby."
Your eyes stayed closed, but your brows furrowed in drowsy confusion as you tugged the covers up higher.
"Sweetheart, wake up."
The haze of sleep had cleared enough for you to register whose voice that was and your eyes cracked open to find Jin sitting on the edge of the bed with worry etched on his features. It appeared he'd been home for a while, as he was already in his pajamas.
"Are you okay? I didn't see you at the concert tonight. Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm fine." Your tone was clipped and short, all that anger towards him rushing back the moment you opened your eyes.
"I was looking in the crowd, but I didn't see you. Why weren't you there?"
"I'm giving you space like you wanted." You snapped, unable to hide your displeasure.
Jin's brows raised, a clear sign he had no idea you overheard his conversation.
"What?" He asked.
"I heard everything, Jin. I brought your favorite dish to the venue and was about to come see you, but I heard you talking to Taehyung. You called me annoying and clingy." The moisture in your eyes was starting to return.
Jin opened his mouth to speak, but you continued speaking.
"I was all over you because you're about to go off on tour and I wanna spend time with you before you leave." You spat, sniffling as tears trailed down your cheeks.
"Y/n. I'm so sorry." The remorse on his face was noticeable, but there was a part of you that still wanted to be mad at him.
"I'm sorry that I hurt your feelings. I didn't know you just wanted to spend time with me."
"Maybe you'd know if you talked to me about it."
He frowned, knowing you were right.
"You should have just told me. How am I supposed to know I've doing something wrong if you don't communicate?"
"I didn't wanna hurt your feelings. There was no nice way to say it."
"Well, overhearing it was worse."
"I'm so so so sorry." He took your hand, giving it a squeeze. "That was stupid of me. I was only trying to consider your feelings."

You didn't know what to say. You didn't know if you were ready to forgive him, especially not so easily. The words he said earlier hurt you deeply. You could understand he was trying to take your emotions into consideration by not confronting you, but doing so also caused a bigger problem.

"Please forgive me." He rested his forehead against yours.
"How will you make it up to me?" You finally spoke after a long stretch of silence, your voice weak and quiet.
"By cuddling and spending time with you until I go off on tour."
"Promise?" You asked softly.
"Promise."
You nodded. "Okay."
A smile of relief crossed Jin's face and he crawled into bed, pulling you into his chest and pressing a kiss to your cheek. "Thank you."
"From now on, if we're getting on each other's nerves, can we just tell each other? That way there's no conflict." You said.
"Yes we can."
"And approach the situation with an open mind." You added.
"Of course."
"Good. It's settled then."
Jin turned off the bedside lamp and the both of you drifted off to sleep.

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The crack Imagine I wrote in 2019 is up next 👁👁 this is coming from 2024 Lila who just rewrote it and it's still so bad, but it's supposed to be!
If you like purposefully cringe/ironic things written purely for entertainment with the old "I sold you to One Direction" storyline then you'll probably like it lol

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