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BTS Reaction To You Get Into An Argument

Anonymous said to b-tsfanfic-tion: A scenario where you argue with them, they say something hurtful and make you cry? With a happy ending please ~

Anonymous said to b-tsfanfic-tion: Could I request a reaction of how they would react if you thought they were tired of you or didn’t like you anymore?

Jin

Jin and you had started to argue, and it had been going on for awhile. You both were tired of fighting, but you also were both unwilling to back down.

“I can’t believe how stubborn you are!” he growled at you.

“Yeah, well I’m not changing, so deal with it,” you shot back.

“See what I mean? So. Fucking. Stubborn.” he spat at you. The amount of disdain in his voice surprised you. It shocked you so much, your angry expression changed to a hurt one. You looked down at your feet, not able to look at Jin glaring at you anymore. But you saw his shoes come into view as he stepped closer to you.

You were surprised when you heard a deep, quiet chuckle coming from him. You snapped your eyes back up to see an exasperated lookin Jin grinning at you. He realized how confused you were and quickly started to explain, “I can’t believe I just said you were stubborn like it’s a bad thing.”

“You don’t hate it?” you asked.

“No, I don’t think I ever could. I love how stubborn you are. I think it’s enduring,’ he assured you.

“And you don’t hate me?” you asked, not able to stop the worried question that had been at the back of your mind since you started fighting from coming out.

Now Jin was the one who looked shocked, completely not expecting that question from you. He was so surprised he could only act subconsciously to that question. He immediately leaned in to give you a kiss.

When the kiss ended, he gave you a reassuring smile and said, “I can’t believe you would ever even think I could hate you. There is not a single thing about you that I hate, angel.”

“I had guessed you felt that way when you kissed me,” you said, making him laugh. After that he added the word perfect before any pet name he called you just to make sure you know he most definitely could never hate you.

Suga

Yoongi most definitely had a quiet, withdrawn side to him. Unfortunately, that side had been coming out more and more frequently. One day you finally had to bring up just how much you had noticed this.

“Hey, I miss you,” you said with a smile, leaning behind where he sat to give him a hug.

“How can you miss me if I’m right here?” he asked, shrugging your arms off.

“Well, sometimes you can get caught up in your own world,” you admitted, still trying to sound nonconfrontational. Your point was only proven when he didn’t even look over to you but instead kept working.

“Maybe you just ask for too much,” he said, starting to sound annoyed.

“I’m not trying to ask for a lot! Just for you to acknowledge me from time to time,” you said, finally stopping hoping you two wouldn’t fight, “It feels like you don’t even like me anymore!”

He rolled his eyes and soffed, “Are you serious? You are so over dramatic!”

You felt yourself only getting more upset at his answer. He hadn’t even disputed what you said. You were too upset to stick around and hurried out of the house. You were just a few steps down the sidewalk when you heard your front door open and close again.

“Y/n, wait!” Yoongi called after you. You didn’t listen to his request and instead kept walking. But he caught up to you quickly and managed to catch your hand so you couldn’t keep walking away from him.

“Please baby, just wait for a moment,” he said, and it was your turn to have an attitude. You sighed, looking anywhere but him. Still, he was glad you had at least stopped walking away from him. He risked pushing his luck even further, gently cupping your cheek so he could look you in the eyes, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

“Didn’t mean what?” you asked, still not ready to forgive him.

“Any of it! I don’t think you ask for too much and you are definitely not over dramatic,” he said, slowly starting to win you over. He noticed you give a little smile, so he punctuated his apology with a kiss. He pulled back with a smile of his own and said, “And you’re right, I have been a little too caught up in work lately. Next time you tell me that you miss me, I’m going to react a lot differently. More specifically hugs, kisses, and a date to wherever you want to go.”

“It’s okay,” you said with a small shake of your head, “I knew what I was getting into when dating you. Your schedule is-”

“No,” he said, cutting you off. He didn’t even want to hear what you had to say, knowing you shouldn’t be the one apologizing or making excuses for him. He gave your hand a loving little squeeze, “Since we’re already out of the house, how about we go somewhere for a date?”

“Are you sure?” you asked, double checking.

“Of course. I’ve missed you,” he said, and you smiled when you realized he had repeated the very same thing you had said to him.

Jhope

Hoseok could overwork himself when it came to memorizing the dances. He took his title as dance captain very seriously. But that meant he was always busy during the day and only came home to sleep.

You decided you had enough and called him up to see if he could come home early. You smiled when he picked up the phone, already realizing just how much you missed his voice, “Hey y/n! Whats up, baby? Something wrong?”

“Something is very wrong! You haven’t been around for so long, I am starting to forget what you even look like,” you said, and you waited to hear the deep chuckle you were so used, but it didn’t come. Instead you heard a long sigh come from his end of the line.

“Look, I am really busy. I barely have time for this phone call,” he said in a clipped tone. Your hand subconsciously clenched around the phone when you heard just how annoyed he was.

“I just think you should-”

“I have to go,” he said, cutting you off. Before you could even say goodbye you heard the line go dead. You were so surprised, you barely even noticed when you started to cry. You were secretly hoping he might show up earlier despite the quick phone call, but unfortunately that didn’t happen. Instead you went to bed alone, like you had been doing for weeks.

You woke up when you felt the mattress start to dip and you looked to see that Hoseok had finally gotten home. He noticed you were awake and opened his mouth to say something. But before he got even one word out, you turned onto your side so your back was facing him.

“Come on, y/n. I’m sorry,” you heard him say. He scooted closer to you so he could wrap an arm around you, “Really, I am.”

“It’s like I don’t even matter to you anymore,” you said. You felt yourself get even more nervous when he didn’t say anything for a few moments.

But then he finally did speak up, “Baby! Baby, you matter so much to me!”

“Then why aren’t you around anymore?” you asked, and you felt him gently turning you around so you were facing him. You were having a hard time staying angry at him when you were looking at his apologetic expression.

“Sometimes I forget that just because I see you every morning and night before I head off to practice doesn’t mean you get to see me,” he admitted.

“You’re blaming my sleeping habits?” you asked with a nose crinkle, teasing him a little as revenge. He laughed a little, glad to see you were actually starting to forgive him.

“More like, blaming my working habits,” he explained, “But don’t worry, starting tomorrow that’s all going to change.”

“Good, I’ve missed you,” you said.

“Yeah, I get the feeling. I’ve missed you too,” he said, tugging you even closer, “But for now, let’s sleep.”

“Exhausted from dancing all day?” you asked, letting your eyes close as you snuggled even closer.

“When is all your teasing going to end?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Maybe next week,” you joked, and he answered with a overly dramatic sigh before the two of you drifted off to sleep.

You and Namjoon were trying to figure out where to go on a date. Unfortunately, it lead to a fight. You both wanted to go seperate places. Like, he would suggest a museum, but you were thinking more like a club. Even when you guys finally agreed on going to a movie he suggested a documentary while you wanted to go to a special showing of a classic 90s comedy.

“Don’t you want to do something nice?” he asked, his voice quickly raising to a yell.

“That’s what I’m trying to suggest!” you shot back, making him give a loud, and very sarcastic, laugh.

“Can’t you ever be interesting, or cultured, or something?” he asked, throwing his hands up in exasperation. That last comment actually stung, and more than just how any mean comment said during a fight did.

“Well, you know what? Since you aren’t interested in me anymore why don’t you just on the date with someone more classy,” you said, your voice getting quieter with every word.

You turned to leave the when you felt Namjoon press up against his back and his arms wrap around your waist to keep you from leaving. You weren’t too surprised; thanks to his long legs he could cross practically any room with just a few steps.

He pressed his head into the crook of your neck, muttering, “I’m sorry, princess. I am so sorry. I don’t want to go out with anyone but you, okay? Don’t ever let me make you feel any different ever again, because I couldn’t stand to loose someone as perfect as you.”

“Perfect? Not uncultured or boring?” you asked, turning to give him a harsh look. He wasn’t upset though, knowing full well he deserved a little attitude.

“Never. I shouldn’t have said it. I was just angry, but that’s not even a good excuse,” he said with a sigh.

“No, it isn’t,” you said with a pout.

“You want to know how I’m going to make it up to you?” he asked.

“How?” you asked, expectantly waiting.

“By taking you to that 90s movie,” he said, showing you an apologetic, dimpled smile.

“And getting me a big bag of popcorn?” you asked, trying to bargain.

“Of course, baby,” he said. He let his arms move from your waist so he could take your hand and lead you out of your guys’ place, “Would you be willing to share?”

“Of course, baby,” you said, repeating his own words with a smile.

Jimin

You had been listening to Jimin vent for quite awhile, but you were completely fine with it. You were happy he was willing to confide his problems in you. It was very sweet, and it meant he really trusted you. Unfortunately, all he ever seemed to do with you is vent.

“Thanks for listening, angel,” he said after coming to you to share something that had been bothering him all day.

“Of course! You can always talk to me,” you said, smiling sweetly. That smile dropped of your face when his phone dinged. He looked at the screen and then stood up.

“I think I’m going to head out. The boys invited me to hang out,” he said.

“Are you serious?” you asked, not able to stop the angry tone that was slipping into your voice. He raised his eyebrows at your change of demeanor.

“Um, yes. Why wouldn’t I be?” he asked, and you stood up too with a huff.

“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I was just hoping it was a joke, but I guess you really do want to leave after only using me as someone to complain about all your problems to,” you said.

“This is coming out of nowhere,” he said with a shake of his head.

“No, it isn’t! The only time you ever hang out with me is to complain! You don’t even care about me anymore!” you said, finally stating how you felt.

“Great, well if you hate me telling you about my problems then I won’t anymore,” Jimin said, meeting your glare with one of his own.

You rolled your eyes and snarled, “You know that’s not what I meant, I just-”

“No one cares!” Jimin exclaimed, shocking you silent, “Bye, y/n.”

Your mouth fell open with shock when he turned on his heel and stomped out of the house. You hated how that conversation went, which was only emphasized when angry tears started to leak down your cheeks. You tried to do distract yourself with tv, but you just ended up falling asleep on the couch.

You woke up to a loud ruckus, and as you blinked a very drunk Jimin came into view. He noticed you when you sat up, and he rushed over to sit beside you.

“Oh thank god, you’re still up!” he said, sounding even drunker than he looked.

“You woke me up actually,” you admitted, and he cringed.

“Oh no, really? I keep messing up,” he said, surprising you a little, “Like earlier. I shouldn’t have left. I should’ve stayed and said I was sorry! I thought that all night, and couldn’t get you out of my head. I hoped getting drunk might help my mood, but it only made me feel even worse! Oh, wait. Shit, I’m using you to vent again.”

“No, it’s okay. I really do want to hear your problems. I’m glad you come to me. But I want you to come to me for more than just venting,” you said, finally getting to explain yourself, and Jimin was nodding along.

“I know! That’s what I came home to say,” he said, immediately agreeing with you, “I couldn’t believe I had used the best person in my life to only talk about all the worst things in my life.”

You felt yourself smile at his apology and said, “The best person?”

“Yes,” he said with a smile of his own as he pulled you into a tight hug, “Baby, I don’t know what I’d do without you. Starting now I’m going to actually hang out with you, take you on dates, and never just use you as someone to complain to.”

You wrapped your arms around him too, happily returning the embrace. You giggled a little when the hug ended and he started to tip backwards. You reached out to grip his shoulders so he didn’t fall back completely.

“Come on, I think you better sleep the rest of this off,” you said, helping him off the couch.

“You really are the best person in my life,” he said with a tired, but happy, sigh.

You and Taehyung were fighting for so long, you thought the two of you had said every petty thing in the book. But as it turns out, that wasn’t exactly true. You learned that the hard way when Taehyung said something that really stung.

“Can’t you just stop being so needy for five seconds?” he yelled out. Your eyes grew wide from shock. It was like someone took your greatest insecurity and used it against you. You couldn’t even think of what to say, so you just left instead.

You ended up going on a walk. It was really long, but you didn’t know exactly how much time you had spent walking about. Then it started to get dark and you knew you had to go back home.

When you walked through the door you were greeted with Taehyung immediately rushing over to wrap you in a tight hug. His voice came out almost strangled when he said, “Thank god you’re back. It’s been two hours.”

“Oh, great. You going to fight with me about that too?” you asked sarcastically.

“God, no. I was just missing you,” he admitted.

“What?” you asked, completely taken off guard as he nodded.

“You’re not the needy one, I am. I needed you to stay so I didn’t have to sit here and wait for two hours till I got to apologize,” he said, his words coming out very rushed.

“An apology?” you asked, still not quite grasping everything that was happening.

“Yes! I am so sorry for fighting with you, but I’m especially sorry for calling you needy too,” he said.

You looked down, but since he was holding you it was more just you looking at his chest. You spoke up quietly, asking, “So you aren’t tired of dating me or anything like that?”

Taehyung gripped you even tighter, pulling you right up against him, “Never, princess. I never want to say anything to make you think that ever again.”

You paused, thinking about all he had said. You hesitated before looking back in his eyes. He was clearly apologetic, it was written all over his face. He had really meant what he said, and truly he was thinking even more than he said out loud. He loved you and never once thought you were overly needy.

“I’m so glad we’re done fighting,” you said with a sigh, resting your head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, me too,” he said with a deep chuckle.

Jungkook

You and Jungkook had been fighting for hours, and it was about the same thing you two always seemed to find yourselves fighting about. He was jealous yet again. Unfortunately, this time he had a right to be saying you were hitting on the waiter. You had been flirting with waiter, and right now you were regretting it.

“Don’t keep trying to lie to me! You were undeniably flirting with him!” he yelled.

“Fine! I was flirting with him,” you admitted, finally telling the truth.

“I knew it,” he growled, glaring even more at you.

“But it was only to get your attention, and it clearly worked,” you said, trying your best to explain yourself.

“What?” he asked incredulously.

“You haven’t been paying attention to me at all. Even on our date you were glued to your phone. It’s like I don’t even matter to you anymore,” you said. But your explanation didn’t help calm him down at all. It only pissed him off more.

“Maybe I ignore you because you’re always doing stupid, childish shit like hitting on strangers to get my attention,” he spat at you. You felt your chin crinkle and quickly left the room so Jungkook didn’t see that he had gotten to you and made you cry. But he had noticed the small chin crinkle too (something he would’ve called adorable if the two of you weren’t fighting) and recognized the tell tale sign that you were about to cry.

“Hang on, I was just mad. I shouldn’t have said that. Please don’t cry,” he said, quickly following you before you got too far. You hurriedly wiped away the tears already leaking down your cheeks and turned to face him. He smiled a little and asked, “Are you actually pretending that you weren’t crying just now?”

“I wasn’t,” you lied, but he still didn’t believe you. He stepped towards you so he could wrap his arms around your waist.

“Come on, I know you too well for you to lie like that,” he said with a smile. But after a moment his smile slipped off his face, “Or, at least, I thought I knew you.”

“I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have flirted with the waiter! I wasn’t really thinking! I was acting impulsively, but it only made things worse,” you said, but he only shook his head.

“I didn’t mean that. I meant the fact that you felt like I didn’t even care about you anymore. Y/n, I had no idea you were feeling that way. I should’ve noticed something was bothering you before it got so bad,” he apologized.

“Still, I shouldn’t have flirted with the waiter,” you said. He pressed his forehead up against yours with a small smile.

“I shouldn’t have called you stupid. I should’ve called you what you are. Sweet, nice, and pretty close to perfect. And I should have been saying that more often,” he said, making you smile too.

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