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♡ chocolate opal ♡
♡ Pairing: boyfriend!yoongi x reader
♡ Summary: While out celebrating your engagement, you hear a drunken confession from your fiance that risks destroying everything you've built together.
♡ Genre: angst/fluff
♡ Word Count: 912
♡ Warnings: strong language
♡ A/N: This was a request for some happy ending angst with either Bang Chan or Yoongi. I went with Yoongi since I don't get requests for him much and I just adore him to pieces.
You haven’t spoken in what might as well be an eternity but the pain in what was said, pain caused by repeating those whiskey-laced words he whispered to his best friend late last night, has settled deep within his bones. They splinter and crack, the rotted core of a once beautiful home now fallen to ruin in a matter of seconds.
It’s almost comforting that you’ve partially turned away from him, a sea separating you across the dining room table. He’s sure that if you were to flutter disappointed lashes in his direction or let out a heartbroken sigh he’d crumble to nothing. “Is it true?” you ask, softly closing your eyes in anticipation of the answer.
The "it" in question is that he’d proposed to you before he felt ready. Eavesdropping had never been the plan when you stepped outside of the restaurant to check on him after he said he needed some air. Namjoon had tailed him out the door so you trusted he was in good hands. Still, what kind of fiance would you be if you didn’t at least peek out to see how he was?
Your peek, quiet with the sole intent of not disrupting whatever bonding moment was occurring between the men, is how you overheard the admission. “What if,” Yoongi mumbled, wavy locks of coal pressed against Namjoon’s shoulder, “What if I’m not ready for this? Maybe having a wife…” You turned back around, seeking shelter from your own little apocalypse in the noise of the crowded restaurant.
Disassociation. It’s the only way you made it through those next few hours. Laughing and smiling, exchanging loving glances that you both knew were a facade, as everyone admired the newly engaged couple. Disassociating your way home, into the shower, and into the darkness of your bedroom where, only once you were sure he was out cold, you cried enough salted tears to make your cheeks raw in the morning.
“Is it?” you repeat when your question is met with silence. Yoongi straightens his back, clears his throat, cracks his knuckles. “Hmm,” he exhales in a tone that gives the answer away before his lips can, “It is.” With only enough tears left in you to moisten your lower lids, weeping isn’t an option and so you laugh. At him. At yourself. At the 500k diamond ring on your finger that might as well have come out of a cereal box at this point.
Everything that meant anything to you is all just one big joke. You rip the ring off, tossing it across the table. He doesn’t react, not even a little, and that drives the knife in your back straight through your heart. You're bleeding out. Why can’t he see that? How can’t he see that? Would it even matter if he did? Choosing not to stick around to find out, you storm off towards the bedroom to gather a few things of yours.
Nothing major. Just enough to hold you over at a hotel for a few nights while you pieced together the ruins of your shattered heart. At least, it’s what you would’ve done if Yoongi didn’t have his fingers wrapped around your wrist, refusing to let you take another step. “Put it back on” he insists, struggling to slip the ring back onto your resistant fingers. “What for? You don’t want me.”
“I never said that.” “But it’s what you meant! That you don’t want me. That ‘maybe having a wife…’” Yoongi’s up from his chair in an instant, your wrist still in his hand, his body close enough to yours that your noise nearly brush. His eyes gleam like polished chocolate opal, as close to crying as you’ve ever seen him. “That maybe having a wife isn’t meant for people like me. Maybe I will only fail her.”
Yoongi sets you loose, the ring clinking onto the pristine marble floor. “Maybe,” he sighs, warming your cheeks with his palms, “I’m too broken for her. But you know what Joon told me?” “What?” “Shut the fuck up and stop being an idiot before you miss out on the best thing that’s ever happened to you.” The laughter that escapes you this time is genuine and, strangely enough, your body suddenly finds the tears to shed. Yoongi dries them with his sleeves, “Sounds like something he’d say doesn’t it?” “Yeah, it does actually.”
The pain leaving his bones at the sweetness of your laughter, he retrieves the ring once more, remaining on one knee, hands trembling as much as the first time he asked. “I'm sorry I hurt you. I didn't mean to, I just...I do feel broken sometimes but I’m never more whole than when I’m with you so please will you marry me…still?”
Easing down onto your knees so that you’re at eye level once more, you kiss him like you never have before. “You aren’t broken, Min Yoongi and you won’t fail me. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me too.” Yoongi smiles, taking your hand and returning the ring to its rightful place, “I love you…but if you ever throw this at me again I’ll glue it on in your sleep.”
You roll your eyes, pushing yourself back onto your feet, “I love you too but there won’t be a next time, okay?” “Okay,” he says, four letters encompassing the pages of love notes he holds for you in his heart. Four letters magically conveying that there won’t be a next time because he trusts what he hasn’t been able to with any woman before you. That he’s sincerely and truly loved.
half past you | myg
pairing: musician!yoongi x reader rating: PG genre/warnings: exes au, exes to ???, angst, drinking, unedited, ehhhhh that's it probably word count: 1k note: i do not know what this is, or if it even makes sense! a spontaneous drabble courtesy of the sunday blues :D
as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡
Yoongi is getting big.
Not physically.
Well, maybe he's getting physically bigger too. You don't know that.
It's half past ten, and you're half over Yoongi, half drunk from drinking wine out of a shot glass in this empty bar.
Let's start over from the beginning.
What you mean is, Yoongi's career is taking off.
You don't want to sound like a bitter ex, but you don't particularly enjoy reading his name on news articles, hearing his music come on the radio, watching his face start to appear on fashion magazines more frequently.
You're happy for him, you truly are. You just resent the reminder that this is what he chose over you.
What he left you behind for.
Okay, that might be a little unfair.
You know that it was a decision that you both agreed to in the end, but every time you're intoxicated, you can't help the thought.
You left me.
You left me.
You left me.
Flagging down the bartender, you ask for a refill. He complies, though he still shoots you an unsubtle look when he goes to pour more rosé into your shot glass.
The shot glass makes it fun, and makes you forget that you really don't like the taste of wine of any kind.
But Yoongi does.
You're sitting in Yoongi's favorite bar, drinking an alcohol that Yoongi likes but you can barely tolerate, while he's out there somewhere singing at yet another sold out venue. After the gig is finished, he'll probably have a companion for a the night too.
He doesn't know that you miss him. You miss him so much that it feels like you've forgotten how to breathe. Just the mere thought of him is enough to bring tears to your eyes.
It's been three months since you last saw him, since he packed up his things and moved out of your shared apartment. He told you that it was for the best, and you believed him. You still do, because Yoongi was always the logical one.
You couldn't follow him on tour, and he convinced you that it was better to end things on your own terms than to let the inevitable distance end it for you. He was probably right, but that doesn't mean that you haven't been going through hell since he made his swift exit.
Maybe you were stupid, or unlucky, or a disastrous combination of both. You knew that this was his dream for as long as he could remember. He worked his ass off his entire life to get where he is now, to have all of the things that he has accomplished along the way. You knew it. You were even his biggest supporter during the two years that you were together, rooting for him at every turn, holding him up whenever he wanted to fall down.
Yes, it was what he wanted ever since he laid eyes on a guitar for the first time. It was his dream before he met you, and it will still be his dream long after you. Even though he loved you, this would always be his destination. You both realized this when it was already too late.
You down your last shot of the night, wincing when the unpleasant taste tickles the back of your throat. As you make your way to the door, there's a silhouette in a corner booth that makes you stop. You think you might know who it is, but when the man turns his face toward the light, your heart immediately drops.
You blink, then chuckle to yourself. It's a laughable offense, to even think for a split second that this stranger bears any resemblance to your Yoongi.
Well, not yours anymore.
On the cab ride home, disappointment occupies the seat next to you. You don't know what you would've done if it did turn out to be Yoongi at the bar. Pretend that you didn't see him and run away maybe? That seems like the most plausible scenario.
He must have moved on already, and you wouldn't even blame him if he has. He isn't the sentimental type, isn't one to have moments of weakness and look for comfort at the bottle of a glass. Yoongi isn't the type to get drunk and be hit with an overwhelming need to call you up late at night to tell you that he's thinking about you. It's only you that wishes for him to go through the motions the same way you do.
You wish you weren't so easy to let go of.
You wish he loved you more than you loved him.
You wish you weren't meant to always be just second best.
Too bad there isn't a shooting star.
There's not a lot to be done whenever you get like this. This being falling down the rabbit hole of missing Yoongi until he's all you can think about. You just have to wait for the feeling to pass, maybe cry a little, fight the twitch in your fingers when they threaten to take your phone hostage and text him, repeat the process a couple of weeks later.
Disappointment follows out of the car when you arrive at your building. It walks up four flights of stairs with you, then down the hallway. You expect it to wait patiently next to you as you fetch your keys and welcome it into your home like you always do.
But when you reach your door, you notice that disappointment is nowhere to be found. That it suddenly vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind at all.
Instead, you find Yoongi, who sits on the floor in front of your home.
Yoongi, whose eyes light up when he hears your familiar footsteps and looks up at you standing right before him. Yoongi, who scrambles to his feet instantaneously, a little clumsy in his movement.
Yoongi, who has a slight flush on his face, painting his cheeks rosy as if he's been drinking. Yoongi, whose pupils still dilate as he takes in the sight of you.
Yoongi, who is usually confident and callous, but is now speaking in a timid tone that you suspect would be similar to yours if you ever call to tell him you miss him.
"Hi."
all rights reserved © jeonqkooks. reposting, translating and/or modifying is not permitted by any means. [posted 21.08.2023]
He’s so adorable 🥰☀️
perks of being a househusband.
SERIES.
pairing: min yoongi x reader
plot: the (mis)adventures of retired gangster min yoongi as he leaves behind the life of the mafia and navigates the way of the househusband.
warnings: the way of the househusband au, marriage au, crack, domesticity, yoongi in his stay-at-home hubs era
masterlist + disclaimers.
note: finally, a masterlist! :> no concrete story here btw!! just a bunch of mismatched scenarios that will be written and posted with no particular schedule. enjoy!!!
INDEX.
I WAS HOPING I WOULDN'T HAVE TO RESORT TO THIS.
I ALWAYS GET THE JOB DONE.
THIS IS OUR TERRITORY.
COPYRIGHT 2023. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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Dating headcanons pt.2
Yoongi x Reader
Warnings: crack, swearing
A/N: part one felt a little short to me for some reason, so let's cover some of the things we missed, yeah?
Masterlist
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Increasingly not so secretly romantic. He made hundreds of handwritten notes for everyone at his birthday fanmeet, imagine the kind of things he would do for an s/o?
The type to surprise you with a pillow fort and your favorite movie after a tough day and then try to brush it off like "I didn't really do anything tho".
Intentionally takes couple photos out of focus? Idk why, it's just become his weird aesthetic with you.
Man's a master of 'flirting, but not flirting.'
Starring at you while you're doing anything, with that lil head tilt and the fucking tongue thing he does.
Knows you have a thing for his hands, and will use it against you.
Although, would you really mind?(I'm going to hell for these posts)
Brutally honest. Like he loves you, but he's still Yoongi.
"Does this make my butt look big?" "Your butt is big." "EXCUSE ME?!" "What? I like your butt."
But also the most supportive boyfriend about even the littlest things, similar to the way he tends to go along with Tae's little bits or dances.
Does not fall for or tolerate those tiktok/text pranks.
"I want a divorce." "🤨we're not married? Also no" "But-" "NO" "okay rude."
Actually has a little box of momentos from dates with you, from ticket stubs and bottle caps to a paper crane made out of a shopping receipt.
Loves it when you fall asleep on him, because it means you feel safe with him (maybe got a teeny bit emotional the first time it happened, but will never admit it).
Has a habit of sniffing you?? Like, idk he just finds your scent really comforting. Always notices when you try a new perfume or shampoo.
Intentionally leaves hoodies at your place in hopes you'll wear them.
I’m Sorry
An argument after attending an awards show together leads to Yoongi confessing how he really feels.
“You know what Y/N I can’t do this any more.”, Yoongi shouted before walking out slamming the door behind him. The two of you had just gotten back from an awards show, the first one that he had brought you along to. The night started off amazing. He looked so handsome in his suit and you were wearing a stunning floor length backless dress. Yoongi couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Unfortunately neither could anyone else which is what lead to the argument and ultimately him walking out.
Yoongi never considered himself to be the jealous type. Then he met you. He thought you were perfect in every way not just physically but emotionally and mentally. You never judged him. You were his rock and you were there for him when he needed you most, even when he couldn’t be there for you. Lately he felt like he was there for you less and less yet every time he needed you, there you were no questions asked. Every time he opened the front door to your shared apartment he prepared himself to find it empty with all your belongings gone and a note saying goodbye, but instead he always finds his dinner neatly stored away in the fridge and you laying in bed waiting for him with open arms. He’d always quickly get in bed to feel your warmth and comfort, always scared this will be the last time.
He was nervous about taking you to the award show. It’s not that he was embarrassed or anything. He just knew you’d be the star of the show and the more eyes on you the more of a chance someone would come along and steal your heart from him. He saw you interacting with all the other idols. Your face lighting up every time they introduced themselves. You were always more out going than him. He saw how they eyed you up and down. He felt his chest start to tighten and his mind racing. Suddenly all his insecurities came up. He wasn’t tall enough, he looked chubbier compared to everyone else, he didn’t have huge muscles, he was a workaholic who put his work before you more times than he could count. He wasn’t a good husband.
He kept an eye on you for the remainder of the show. Once in the car you kept telling him about how much fun you had and how you loved the whole experience. Yoongi remained silent, staring out of the window. “Baby what’s wrong?”, you asked reaching for his hand but he pulled away from you. He didn’t like this jealous feeling and he always tried to hide it from you. He didn’t know how to process it so he often turned to anger. You were hurt at his coldness, “Yoongles, did something happen?” He could only scoff, “You wouldn’t know any ways Y/N. You were too busy flirting with everyone else.”
The two do you had been together long enough for you to know how to handle him when he got like this but truth be told you were tired and just had a great and you weren’t in the mood for him to sour it. “Yoongi you know that’s not what I was doing at all. I was just talking. Everyone kept telling me how talented you were and I was bragging about you the whole time.” He just rolled his eyes still refusing to look at you. “Whatever, I’m not dealing with this right now.”, you mumbled crossing your arms.
The car pulled up in front of your building and the two of you got out. Normally Yoongi would open your door and hold your hand all the way back to your apartment. This time he stormed off leaving you to struggle getting out of the car in your dress. You had to run to catch up to him. The elevator ride up to your floor was silent. Once the bell dinged and doors opened Yoongi walked out and made his way out. He entered the code to the door and swung it open only to let it swing close behind him nearly shutting in your face. Okay that was it.
“Min Yoongi stop acting like a child! You know I had no intention to hurt you. Every time I even look in the direction of another guy you act like this. When are you going to finally trust me?”, you shouted. He just stopped and looked at you. “Say something Yoongi. I’m tired of you treating me like this”, you said. You instantly felt bad for being so harsh. You knew about his insecurities but you didn’t know how to fix them.
He stood there for a few minutes before walking to the front door. Following him you shouted, “You can’t always run away. We need to talk about this.” You thought you saw tears in his eyes but before you could get a better look he announced he was leaving and slammed the door.
You decided the get undressed and put on something comfier hoping that he would return soon as it was quite late. Thankfully he did walk through the door about an hour later. Quietly he changed out of his suit and walked out of the room. “Really Yoongi, you’re not even going to acknowledge me? We need to talk this over.”, you said following behind him. Suddenly he turned to face you, “What is there to talk about Y/N?” He started to walk away again but you quickly slid in front of him to stop his movements, “How about we start with why you get so upset like this? Even after all these years. You’ve been so cold to me and nearly slammed the door in my face. I think I should get some kind of an apology for that.”
He was clearly getting upset. “You know what Y/N I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I get so upset. I’m sorry that I don’t think I’m attractive enough or talented enough or affectionate enough for you. I’m sorry that I’m insecure that I’m not good enough for you. I’m sorry that I still worry every day that you’ll find someone better than me and leave. I’m sorry that I’m afraid to loose the best thing that ever happened to me.”, he said before storming off to the bedroom.
You never knew just how bad his insecurities were and you felt like you had some blame. When you opened the door you found him sitting on the edge of the bed crying into his hands. He looked defeated. You stood in front of him and wrapped his arms around your waist. He buried he face into your stomach. You could feel his tears soaking through your shirt. Tears started to form in your eyes.
“Yoongles I’m sorry that I got so upset with you tonight. But I’m more sorry that I haven’t made you feel loved enough and secure enough in this relationship to know that I’m not going any where. I’m going to work on that. I love you and I love every part of you. In my eyes no one else even comes close to you.”, you begin peppering him with kisses and praises until you could see a small smile.
After a little while he calmed down. You laid him back in bed and tucked him in. As soon as you started to climb in bed he immediately pulled you as close to him as he could and just squeezed you. “Yoongi I promise I’m not going anywhere.”, you said with a small giggle. “I know. I just want to make sure I can feel you here with me all night.”, he said. You quickly gave him a kiss before snuggling further into him making sure he knew he was loved.
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