The door opened and you both froze in your position, yonngi's face was just a few inches away from yours while his hands firmly pinned your shoulders to the wall. You pushed him away as the middle aged man in cap walked in before stopping thinking he interrupted a lovey-dovey moment with a grin on his face. You, secretly, felt relieved it wasn't jungkook since you sent him a text earlier that evening confessing what you were planning to do. The old man didn't seem too familiar to you as you've never seen him before but found out as Yoongi bowed his head slightly to him uttering the word " PD-nim" that he was part of the staff. The man bowed back replying " Yoongi-ah, I hope I'm not interrupting anything " His grin narrowing " We'll wait outside for a moment ... until you're done." He continued pulling the door back closing it. Behind him, in the producer's shadow stood what your feared would happen the most at that moment. " Jung kook-ah " the whisper escaped yoongi's left as he noticed him your heart sank at the echo of his name. He forced the door open slamming it into the wall going into the studio room anger clear in his eyes peeking from under his fringe. You took a step forward " Jung kook ..." He didn't even glance at you but walked straight towards Yoongi, stopping a moment then clinching his fist and without a mere second of hesitation he swung it to hit yoongi's jaw making him lose his balance and fall to the ground a trail of blood tracing to his mouth.
The impact of the hit made Jkook stumble back shaking his blood covered hand turning away his eyes lifeless as he glanced at you for the first and last time walking out of there. He bowed his head to the middle aged man, who just stood there not daring to intervene in this situation " Sorry, PD-nim I don't think we can do this today.", you found out later that they were going to record his solo release that day and since he didn't have much time because of busy schedules they decided to do it early in the morning, that way he can have time to see you later on. Your eyes getting filled with tears again you followed him out to the hallways grabbing hold of his arm and turning him towards you, his gaze avoiding you but you could clearly see a tear creeping out in the corner of his eyes. "kook-ah, It's not what it looked like, I promise " You pleaded you hand reaching out to his face, he hit it away from him before it could even brush against his skin and shrugging " What does it look like then ? Is it because I haven't been around much you've already moved on ? " He spat out freeing his arm from you which caused you to take a step back. " No ... no ... Why would you say that ? Jung kook-ah ... please, don't do this !" Your voice cracking . " You're right, let's stop this " He mumbled walking away leaving you behind.
You fell to your knees weeping your vision growing cloudier with each tear. A hand appeared in front of you, Yoongi's, as he rubbed his jaw with his other hand " Get up " he spoke nonchalantly. You glared up at him, ignoring his hand and getting up on your own " Enjoying it, you son of a ***** ? " You yelled at him. Regaining your senses, or losing them, you walked past him nudging him out of the way as he ran his hand through his head shaking it.
Fot the next few days you didn't hear from him, and every time you would see him in shows he would always look down instead of his bubbly personality. Even after sending him countless messages and having called him almost each time you had a minute to spare between training he did not respond, not even once. You kept trying even though it went to waste, you didn't want to lose him not after 4 years of waiting for him to come to you, not after only this short amount of moments and happiness you shared. If it was hard for you, the one who did wrong, you couldn't imagine how it must have been for him witnessing such a scene, especially with someone he will have no other choice but to see everyday, his hyung. It tore your heart to pieces thinking about the way he looked at you that day, the hatred in his eyes, something you've never seen coming from him especially.
You continued rehearsals and classes like an empty shell, going only to fill chairs never really paying attention to what ever happened during those wasted hours. You would turn on the screen of your phone always hoping and waiting for any kind of reply, you only wanted him to say something even if he curses you and gets mad at you, it's all you wished for.
The day of the assessment :
You couldn't sleep the night before mostly stressed out about what will happen. You're whole future was put into that 8 minutes given to you, 8 minutes to showcase all the hard work, the all-nighters you pulled and all the sweat and tears you invested through out the 4 years you've spent as a trainee. You skipped breakfast and headed straight to the large room you will be judged in. Standing in the same spot as before, seeing the brightly covered table and chairs put out like in a funeral house. A sudden anxiety took over you, your hands started sweating and trembling thinking that last time might repeat itself, that you might forget the words, miss the beat or screw up the dance. So many " what if " scenarios were playing over and over again in you head each one different from the other. The lack of sleep and everything that happened with Jkook and Yoongi was making it worse and worse. People started coming in, each of them staring at you standing blankly in the middle of the room, it was getting crowded by the moment as the official starting time was growing nearer. You couldn't stand it anymore and had to excuse yourself to wash your face and cool down. In the hallways, you took out your phone, deciding to text Jkook for one last time you didn't not beg for him to respond like the other times nor tried to explain the situation and what happened you just sent him " I'm sorry. ". You hit the sent button and let out a faint sigh pulling your hoodie over your head, your hair peeking out from each side, and looked up. Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok walking up front heading to the same room you just walked out of, behind them the rest of the members and Jung kook alone in the last row. He had his phone in hand with a sad look on his face, he was reading your text, his eyes were saddened even more when they met yours you feeling the pinch of tears again. Passing by them, they smiled at you except for the two involved in the incident, jin even going to the extent of motioning a " Fighting " with both his hands. You smiled back bowing the formal 90 degree bow trainees were obliged to give their sunbaes causing some of them to rise an eyebrow in surprise since you've never done it before. You continued to the washroom your head fixed on the floor holding back the tears. Standing in front of the mirror, you hated looking at yourself, what you became. You used to be a tough person, not easily swayed by emotions, and not a pushover that's why you made it this far but once the first thing crumbled down everything followed too. You've been through things much harder than this like when you first left home to this big city where you knew no one, got rejected from three companies before getting into this one, the hardships of being a trainee and the lack of friends but nothing was as hard as losing Jkook after only getting to be with him for a short period of time, especially over something as stupid as Yoongi This was all because of him. After having hated him, then became neutral even starting to like him a bit, you ended up hating him again. You two were bad blood, a sad fate connecting you every time you're together. He still stopped me from jumping You thought to yourself before sighing again, you couldn't decide what to feel about him. However, one thing you were sure about was that you loved Jung kook. The sound of water hitting the sink was soothing at least, that made you relax a little bit, your hands under the cold water cooling you down. You didn't want to go back there, you wanted to run and never look back but you had to.
In front of the large door, the third team were practicing for the last time before going in, which means you're up next. You didn't realize how much time you spent away but apparently it was quite the long time. You stood outside since you were unable to enter the room until after they were finished out of mere manners. You leaned back on the wall, plugging in your earphones to play music but before you get get your phone out to switch the music from what was playing to the songs you were about to sing going through them one last time, you heard a shout from inside the room'' Next " as the last team walked out eying each other in happiness, they did well. They're smiles only made you feel less insecure about going in but eventually you did. Once inside, they gave you the microphone and the judges sitting on the other side of the table asked your name and other small informations they jotted down on their noting papers before cuing for the music to start. Bringing you hand closer to your chest the sound of the music that was blasting through the earphones became louder as the came in contact with the mic. " Y/N-shi, turn it off first." One of the men spat out annoyed. You quickly got your phone out anxiously to turn the music off but wasn't able to pull it out easily so you just unplugged the headphones, almost tearing the off, knowing that you'll stop " Y/N-SHII !! " The scream followed by a loud hit on the wooden table brought you back to reality realizing from the anger in his voice that he had called you many times before but you were too taken into the text you didn't notice. You bowed apologizing before turning off your phone and unplugging the headphones from it the music starting once more. You were already on their bad side, you couldn't make another mistake now. However, you couldn't get your mind away from jkook as you glanced at him a worried look as he stared at you, those were his eyes, he was him again, maybe not entirely but you missed seeing him look at you like that and not lifelessly like the many times you ran by him occasionally. Maybe, it was just your imagination but he looked somehow relieved you entered the room. You started singing your head low and hair covering it, underneath tears were streaming down your face. " That's enough, we've seen enough " The man said all so calm. You haven't got past the first half of the first song, still haven't even started the dance one you didn't want to anyways so there was no protest from your side. You just bowed your head and walked out wiping your tears with the end of your sleeve. They might have stopped you because you were so bad they couldn't listen to you anymore or just because you were the last time and they decided to cut you since most of the others were accepted. You got your phone out, finally, when you noticed you had two notifications. You could see from the little preview on the lock screen that they were from Jung kook's number . Your hands trembling so much, from joy and fear mixed together afraid of what he might say but also happy he replied, you couldn't unlock it. It took you a few tries to get the pattern right. Taking a deep breath you swiped down the notification bar to find, Two missed calls from & message " kookie ". You opened the message biting down your lower lip, it was a long one " Yoongi explained what happened. Sorry I didn't trust you enough to believe what you said. I've been trying this whole time to figure out how to apologize correctly but it went on for too long I lost timing. Comeback to the room, please, your turn is coming up next don't throw your dream away. I know, by now, you must be really mad at me for dragging this far longer than it should have but I couldn't get myself to admit I was wrong to you. Even though you did when you haven't done anything in the first place. Please, comeback'' Reading it, you could hear the words in his soft warm voice inside your head, your eyes tearing up and hands shaking even more. He had sent it before you went in, around the same time you said you were sorry. He was really worried, it wasn't just your imagination but actually waited for you to comeback. A faint smile was drawn on your face as you stopped moving " Y/N ... " A whisper, a voice you could recognize between thousands. He wrapped you, like that first time in the beach, into a tight back hug pulling you closer to him. His touch made you cry louder and you quickly turned putting your arms through his and wrapping them around his waist your face dug deep into his chest " You could have said it before, you don't know how hard it was thinking you hated me" your words muffled into his shirt and cracking as you took scattered breaths choked by your own tears. You missed hearing his heartbeat, his breath and the faint chuckle he gave when you squeezed him tightly. There were people around, glaring and pointing at you two but nothing mattered at the time. You hit his back in frustration as you finally moved your face from his chest leaving a wet spot on his shirt and looked up at him, admiring the features you wanted to see so much. His bunny smile and the deep short wrinkles that form around his eyes when he laughs ( creepy fangirl who notices everything alert woop woop ) '' I'm sorry, I love you'' he mumbled to you, this was the first time he has ever told you he loved you. " Me too. " you said you cheeks soaked in salty liquid " Which one?" He let out a chuckle. You pouted at his teasing " I love you too". He stroked your hair pulling you close " What ? I didn't hear that " you hit him on his back lightly again " I said I loved you too, you idiot " You screamed for everyone to hear. Jung kook bent his neck slightly enough to reach your forehead and, ever so gently, brushing his lips against it.
You knew that your relationship won't really go anywhere more than where you are right now. You were still Yoongi's fake girlfriend to the public eye. So, the two of you had to keep it a secret from everyone who hasn't seen you this day already. You and Jung kook knew you were. the ones in the Real Dating.
I hope u guys liked it!!! Bye!!
