#ain’t tryna give em no reason 🫡

[seokjinsonlyone]

@jeong-gukk LOOOOL noooo couldn’t have my girl catching charges over common garden variety tools 😩🫶

in which you get possessive...

the first red flag was when she walked right past you without saying a single word. some old school friend of tae and jimin’s that managed to reconnect with them in one way or the other. you didn’t care to delve into the details. could always tell the exact content of a person’s character by how they walked into a room with other people. you hadn’t been wrong yet.

she didn’t even try to acknowledge you until taehyung specifically cleared his throat and introduced you as his girlfriend, and even then all she did was look you up then down and say, “oh, hi.” you didn’t like her. you told taehyung as much but your boyfriend is a much better person than you are. likes to give people the benefit of the doubt. told some sob story about how he remembered her always being shy or something. whatever. your instincts were never wrong. you didn't like her. but you weren't about to spend your precious time thinking about some girl he used to know. you let it go with a roll of your eyes and a huff through your nose.

the second red flag was when you were at dinner, and she put some food on his plate. launched into some story about how he used to always like this that and the third and then plopped a piece of meat and half an egg right on top of his rice. his eyes shot to you immediately and you were glad he had the good sense to realize that was a problem. taehyung sat frozen not knowing how to proceed in the situation while you stared at her as she pretended not to notice your gaze. she only looked up again when she saw taehyung moving to eat the food she placed on his dish. you placed one hand over his wrist, halting his movements, and ate the food instead. you looked her dead in the eye with each bite. you could see the heat creep up her neck and you're sure if she was a cartoon character there would be steam coming from her ears. you didn't know who she thought you were, but you were not the one.

"you better handle it," you told tae that night. "because if you don't i will." you were pacing back and forth in your room furiously. he watched you from the bed, leant up against the headboard as if you weren't plotting murder in your head. "and if i handle it, it's not gonna be pretty. they gon find her in some back alley, and you're gonna be bailing me out of jail." he assured you he would. started hugging all up on you, got to talking all sweet, telling you how there was nothing to worry about and you were the only one for him. you pushed him off of you. he wasn't telling you anything that you didn't already know. you weren't jealous, you were possessive. there was a difference. he latched back on to you, kissing up your neck, telling you how hot he found your behavior. but you were being serious. "tae," you stressed, "handle it."

and he did. later on that night. after your breathing had slowed down, no longer panting, bare, tangled up in the sheets, he grabbed his phone and let you help him draft a respectful but firm text telling her to back off. even let you block her from his phone and all social media accounts. it was the most satisfied you'd felt ever since she popped up, and if you were happy, he was happy.

which was all the more reason you were stupefied at her presence when you walked into jimin's house a few days later and found her sitting on the couch without a care in a world, eyes lighting up when they caught sight of your man. she stood up, looking like she wanted to do something stupid like hug him, so you pulled him to you and kissed him in a way that you usually reserved for the bedroom. and the turned on, dazed expression painted across his face when you broke apart was something she couldn't even attempt to compete with and had her dropping back unceremoniously onto the couch.

triumphantly, you dragged taehyung into the kitchen by his hand and jimin by his ear and fussed at him for having her here in the first place. you'd personally told him how disrespectful she was and how much she pissed you off. and he didn't even like her really. had said he thought she was annoying too, and that there was something off about her. but he came up with some lame excuse anyway about how he'd already invited her and didn't want to uninvite her and blah blah blah. you didn't want to hear it. you saw the mischievous glint in his eye. he probably just wanted to see you drag her.

you were determined to keep it chill, though. just wanted to kick back and relax with your boyfriend and your friends. have a few drinks, share a few laughs, and make a couple memories. and you were good for the most part. kept your distance from the girl. kept your man wrapped around you. everything was cool. until it wasn't.

you stepped away for 2 minutes to use the bathroom. and when you came back, ready to sit in the spot you'd been all but glued to the entire night she sped past you, elbow checked you, stealing your seat. you got hot all over, felt all the blood rush to your head, and then you blacked out.

when you came to, you were thrashing in tae's arms. you stopped immediately once you realized what you were doing. then you saw jimin, holding back a laugh, ushering their so called "friend" out the door. and you were finally sure that was going to be last you saw of her. "did i hit her?" you asked tae.

"no, but you would've. i saw the light leave your eyes, and grabbed you right before you lunged."

you wriggled out of his grasp, tilting your head from side to side attempting to crack your neck, then shrugged. "i told you i'm not the one."

he tilted his head to the side, like a lost puppy assessing a situation. "you're crazy."

you nodded in agreement. "and, you're mine."