bts imagines

after the breakup [j.jk]

jungkook

2 weeks.
2 weeks since bighit forced me to break up with the only girl i ever loved.
i took a large gulp of my beer, savoring every second of its bitter taste on my tongue. multiple beer bottles, all emptied by me, were scattered across the table. my head started feeling even more dizzy with every drop of alcohol i took.

this is my daily routine now. sitting alone in the living room, getting drunk by myself, while the rest of bts are asleep.
or so i thought.
i heard a bedroom door down the hallway slowly open, quietly, to prevent any noise.
someone wants to get drunk with me, huh?
i shot myself up off the couch, a beer bottle in hand, immediately regretting it as my entire body violently started swaying back and forth in severe dizziness.

"heyyyy." my voice rung throughout the entire apartment.
jimin's small, jogging figure appeared from the shadows of the hallway. he led me to the couch, and forced me to sit down again.
"why are you still awake?" he whisper shouted, creases visible on his forehead.
"should i be sleeping or something?" my voice was much louder compared to his.
i raised the beer bottle to my lips again, but jimin pushed it back down, not allowing me to drink it.

"that's enough drinking for tonight." he said, taking a glance at the messy coffee table.
i immediately shook my head. "this is just the beginning, man. join me, let's get drunk together."
jimin shook his head, as he grabbed onto my arm and attempted to raise me off the couch.
i rejected, continuously, and at the end jimin just gave up and sat down beside me again, silently.

"aren't you going back to sleep?" i slurred. i raised the beer bottle again, and this time, jimin didn't stop me. he just stared at me, sincerity and a little disappointment glazing his eyes.
"i'll stay here with you until you call it a night, don't want you to do anything stupid. i wont get drunk with you though."
"why don't you just leave?" i scoffed. "everyone leaves at some point, right?"
jimin didnt seem affected by my words. he laid a hand on my back.
"it'll get better jungkook. trust me."

i slammed the beer bottle that was previously in my hand against the coffee table, anger beginning to rise through my entire body.
"who the fuck do you think you are to tell me it'll get better when you have no clue how i feel?" i was shouting.
jimin frantically tried to calm me down, but all he was doing was making it worse.

"they made me leave her. i broke her fucking heart and she doesn't even know the real reason behind it. how am i going to continue to live with myself knowing i hurt the girl i love the most?" my voice began quieting down, cracking, towards the end of my sentences.
my body fell against the couch once again. i cupped my face with both hands and tried to calm down my spiraling breathing.

i felt jimin slowly sit down beside me once again, and embraced me from the side, running a soothing hand up and down my back.
"it just hurts so bad." my broken voice spoke. hot tears slid down my cheeks for the first time in what seems like ages.

god, i miss her so much.

y/n

i placed the headphones over my ears. I stood a couple centimeters away from the recording microphone, the lyrics sheet in my hand.
recording covers is never easy. but this is the first time ive came to the studio ever since he broke up with me. and that just makes it a thousand times for difficult.
i opened my mouth and began singing the lyrics.

"cause i wished you the best of,
all this world could give,
and i told you when you left me,
there's nothing to forgive,
but i always thought you'd come back,
tell me all you found was heartbreak and misery,
it's hard for me to say,
i'm jealous of the way,
you're happy without me."

"i'm jealous of the nights
that i don't spend with you
i'm wondering who you lay next to
i'm jealous of the nights
i'm jealous of the love
love that was in here
gone for someone else to share."

i slowly took the headphones off my head. i didn't realize i was crying until an aching sob escaped my lips. i covered my mouth in an attempt to cover it.
we were perfect. so, so perfect. jungkook and i were a relationship straight out of the books.
yet he confessed to cheating on me.
telling me i was never good enough.
telling me he got bored.
telling me he doesn't need me in his life anymore.

i quickly ran out of the studio and out of the building, eager to get home.
maybe i shouldn't have came to the studio today.