《jungkook ff Forgive Me Please》WHY?
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Y/N P.O.V
Today I was about to go to bts dorm .
I want to surprise bts.
(when I arrived)
I was knocked the door until jungkook open it
Jungkook:hi,babe what are you doing here?
Me:babe my ass, where tae?
Jungkook:ooh, v hyung in his room wit-
Me:bye
I open taehyung door room. Only too see irene and taehyung KISSING.
.
.
.
WHAT
ME:(Sobbing)WHY TAE
Taetae:J-JAGi It's NOT LIKE WHAT You see
Me:All Of BOYS In this World is same a CHEATER! I THINK YOU LOVE ME LET'S BREAK UP!
TAETAE:(CRYING)WHAT!NO I LOVE YOU PLEASE LET ME EXPLAIN~
ME:....
TAE:(CRYING HARD)PLEASE LISTEN~
TO ME JUST THIS TIME OK JAGI~
Me:...
TAETAE:PLEASE~~
Me:(grab taehyung hands and go out) Ok EXPLAIN NOW!
[taehyung p.o.v]
{10 minutes before y/n came}
I was playing with my phone when Rm hyung call me
Rm hyung:taehyungie irene is here she's want to see you
Me:oh ok
Irene:hi tae
Me:hi irene
Irene:how are you?
Me:good btw come to my room
Irene:ok
Me:so are you still single?
Irene:ofcurse tae
Me:ooh
Irene:so do you want to be my boyfriend?
Me:but I have a gi-
(she doesn't give me too finish my sentence she kiss me but I doesn't kiss she back)
{still taehyung p.o.v}
[in present]
Y/n:what how could see!
Me:so please forgive me
Y/n:ok I will forgive you tae
[I kiss y/n in her lips passionately]
Little did you now there was someone watching them so guess the one and only who watching them~
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