BTS Imagines

Jimin-Silent Treatment

Y/n POV
I promised that today, I would go see Jimin at his concert because he has been begging for me to go for 3 months now. He even gave me a VIP ticket. He is such a sweet boyfriend.

But the thing is, his concert is in America, but I was all the way in Korea. Luckily, he got me a plane ticket.

As I packed, I was so excited because I would leave tomorrow, and I really wanted to see Jimin perform. After some time, I felt my eyes slowly close, and I drifted off to dreamland, imagining Jimin serenading just for me.

(Time skip)

Today was the day. I am so excited. I brushed my teeth, took a bath, wore a plain hoodie and jeans, got my keys, picked up some Starbucks, and then I was on my way to the airport. And I brought a poster saying "I love you, Jimin❤."

(Time skip after checking baggage, getting ticket, all those things)

When I was waiting in my seat for my number to be called, there was an announcement above.

"Attention, Flight 1995 to Los Angeles has been delayed due to dangerous weather. Thank you for your patience."

Dang. Luck isn't on my side today. When I looked outside, I could see gray clouds and I could hear a thunderstorm. I knew that Jimin would be both sad and mad for not being able to go, but there was nothing I could do now.

As I tried calling his number, it went straight to voicemail. Aish, stupid Y/n, he was getting ready to perform.

Jimin POV
Yayyy! Today was my concert, and my girlfriend was finally coming!! I had been begging her for like months now. I practiced a lot, just for her. Seeing her face in the crowd and her cheering for me was enough to give me energy to keep going.

As soon as the concert started, I tried looking for her through the crowds of the screaming ARMY, but I didn't find her. Don't tell me she didn't make it.

Halfway through the concert, I was dancing lifelessly, but I did it for my fans.

When the concert ended, I tried looked around for her at the exit, but I still did not spot her. I started crying on the way to our dorm, but all the hyungs comforted me.

"It is okay, Jimin. Whatever the reason, she probably wishes she was here. Maybe she is just busy."

All their attempts at helping were failing, so I lifelessly told them,

"It's okay hyungs. If you need me, I will be in my room."

I locked myself in my room, not having any motivation to do anything.
(Me every weekend)
I plopped down in my bed, thinking about what could've happened that was so important, she didn't show up.

Y/n POV
Finally, the plane arrived so I could go see my boyfriend. As an attempt to make Jimin forgive me, I bought him his favorite food and got him flowers.

As I drove to his dorm, I suddenly got very nervous, and my hands were sweaty.

As soon as I got on their doorstep, I was literally shaking. What if he doesn't forgive me?

The front door opened revealing Jin with a deflated expression. By the look on his face, I already knew that Jimin's mood hasn't changed at all.

"Hey, Y/n, you came for Jimin right?"

"Yep, is he here?"

"Yeah he is in his room. Me and the maknaes are worried because he was locked in his room all day, and didn't eat all day."

Phew! Good thing I brought some food along.

"Ok thank you, oppa. I'll go to his room now."

When I walked to where his room was, I took small shaky steps. I was definitely taking my time for this. As I composed myself, I silently opened his door.

Jimin's back was facing me, so he didn't see me come in yet, but after he felt a weight on the bed, he said,

"Suga hyung, I'm fi-"

"Jiminie?", I whispered.

"What do you want?", he said coldly. Ouch.

"I just wanted to say sorry for missing your concert, babe. As I was waiting for the plane to come, there was a delay because it was raining all the way in Korea. I'm really sorry." I started rambling on.

He just ignored me. I ended up giving up, but many negative thoughts were running through my mind.

"Will he still love me?"

"What if he found a better girl that is prettier?"

"Am I too fat for him?"

Of course, Jimin knew about what I was thinking, due my troubled expression. He rolled over to his side, and his hand wrapped around my waist. He hugged me from behind pretty tightly and almost protectively, making me melt under his soft touch.

"Y/n, don't ever think like that. Yes I am disappointed you didn't see me perform, but do NOT ever think that I don't love you, or that I found someone better, because I love you, okay? Don't ever think those things again."

"Sorry, so do you forgive me?" I asked hopefully.

"Yes, I love you. But you better come to my next concert. You better make it up to me." He pouted and looked at me.

"I love you more, babe.", I giggled.

"Maybe this will help?"

I held out the heavy plastic bag, and smiled when I saw his eyes light up like a little kid.

"You are seriously the best thing that ever happened to me."