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justanotherstarlightmonger · 2 years

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Helsinki Chapter 3: Twelve Baby Steps

Helsinki syndrome is a term sometimes used incorrectly in place of Stockholm syndrome. It’s use in literature is often ironic and deliberate and literally means when a captive refuses to cooperate with their captor.

Summary: A war of wits does have some rules too. But if one party refuses to acknowledge the sacred rule of leaving family out of it, the other must retaliate stronger to quell any such advances for the future… Or at least that’s what Min Yoongi told himself when he abducted Kim Namjoon’s younger sister. That was before he realized that this elaborate game of chess didn’t have just two players and before he had promised Namjoon he’d keep her safe, But also before he realized that one month was enough to leave his whole life in chaos.

Genre: MAFIA AU, slight yandere themes, smut, a happy sprinkling of fluff/comfort, and a truckload of ANGST.

WARNINGS: OC cries. Yeah that's it!

Pairing: Main pairing: Mafia!MIN YOONGI X READER

Others include: Collegeboyfriend!Hosoek x reader + Mafia!Taehyung x reader + Kidnapper!Seokjin x reader.

Word count: 2.3 k words

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The BMW sped through streets which you’d never been on. How were they so empty? Where was the Seoul traffic?

His eyebrow quirked.

You had the sense to deduce you were heading out of the city, and your heart was speeding even faster.

There were tall trees on each side and as far as you could tell, there were open fields behind them.

Finally, plucking up enough courage to look at him, you cleared your throat.

“Where are you taking me?”

He tilted his head, towards you, still not glancing at you.

“What makes you think I’ll tell you?”

“Human decency maybe. But then again, you don’t have that I can tell.”

The ghost of a smile flashed across his face, but he remained silent, indicating the end of whatever variation of a conversation you were having.

Soon enough though, your answer appeared in front of you. The trees disappeared to make an entrance to an open road, and right in front of you, some distance off, stood a jet. Your eyes widened and and you felt sick.

People claim when you’re about to die, you see your life flash before your eyes. So were you about to die, because your entire life had flashed before you. Tears formed involuntarily as you hugged yourself, not knowing what to do about the impending doom you were speeding towards.

Something clicked in your head. Of course he wouldn’t stay here. Not when your brother would send hounds straight from hell after him. But somehow you had innocently hoped that he wouldn’t leave. But ofcourse he would. He would fly you... out of the country?

Soon enough, the car stopped and Yoongi gave you an expectant look. Of course he noticed how scared you looked. How the hostile expression you had worn had waned to morph into something so primitively sincere. The perfect prey.

“Do we have a problem?”

“Could you just tell me where you’re taking me?” you pleaded.

“Is it customary to tell hostages where they’re being taken nowadays? Because call me old fashioned but I’d rather not.”

You were tempted to punch him in that smug face. But you knew well enough that punching Min Yoongi wouldn’t come without consequences, and you weren’t sure you could handle that kind of consequences in your state of mind.

You rolled your eyes, wordlessly opening the door and stepping out. But he had already caught you.

Yoongi stepped out too, victorious smirk set on his face.

You were also met by two bodyguards who were tall, bulked up, extremely intimidating individuals that regarded you as if you were a little fly. And truth be told, you felt like one in front of them.

The jet was something else.

Not that you had been in many jets before this. But you imagined this was top class luxury even among them.

Apparently Yoongi had a thing for mute leather interiors that screamed wealth.

Trying to make your existence as non-existent as possible, you shuffled to one of the individual seats beside the window and sat on the edge, wondering what Namjoon would be doing this instant.

You had always thought your brother’s clenched jaw and fiery eyes were the most scary thing you had ever seen.

But the unconcerned, expressionless face of the man who came and sat opposite you was quickly becoming the owner of that title.

The jet took off soundlessly and smoothly, and you had to pace your heart rate with deep breaths. At this point, you were absolutely sure the only thing holding you together was the liquid fear that was running in your bloodstream and nothing else.

That’s when you realized your cell phone was also in the handbag you had left in Namjoon’s car. Perfect.

After about half an hour of flying, you found yourself reclining in the seat, your eyes still glued to the sky outside to avoid any and all eye contact with the man in front of you, who was busily typing away on his laptop. You realized the sky was slowly turning into shades of orange and pink. The sun was setting under the canopy of clouds, over the world of the clueless. Passing an expanse of pretty pink, you were inevitably reminded of Hoseok’s nickname for you. ‘Sunshine’ he’d call you.

You shook your head and crossed your arms in front of you, looking out the window, wondering where in tarnation you were.

You felt as if a vice had gripped your heart and as his bright smile flashed in front of your eyes, suddenly everything got blurry and you lost the war to the tears that had been standing on high alert.

Believe it or not, you had debated on whether you wanted to go to the bathroom to hide your tears from Yoongi. But why should you care? It’s not like he would care. If he cared at all, he wouldn’t be flying you off somewhere you had no idea about. You wouldn’t be in this jet, headed to hell, but rather at home, in your own bed, scrolling through Instagram.

Yoongi stared at the miserable creature that hugged her knees to her chest and tucked her face into them, her body shaking as she tried to cry silently. He was uncomfortable about this whole situation.

The Mafia had a strong rule. No matter what happened, you never hurt women or children.

He hadn’t hurt you though. He didn’t plan to. He simply wanted to give the Seoul PD a fright, a couple days on a wild goose chase, and then he’d let you go. He only wanted to break Namjoon’s will to get him off his tail.

So why were you crying?

He signaled the waiter to come over and told him to pour you some water and get Yoongi some whiskey. The waiter nodded and rushed off as Yoongi sighed, running a hand through his hair exasperatedly and leaning back in the chair.

Yoongi would never hurt you, his principles were too strong for a heinous act as that.

Yes, he had scared you with that whole pulling-a-gun-on-you situation earlier but that had been a necessity to speed things along.

Was the whole shock of the situation crashing on you now?

And more importantly, should he say something to you, or would that just make everything worse?

One look to his watch and he figured Shanghai was still a good hour long flight away. This might just be the longest hour of his life.

After a good long cry, your heart felt much lighter and your eyes were swollen and heavy. You peeked from where you were hiding in your knees, at your captor who had put his laptop to the side and was examining something on his phone. Your throat felt raw and you noticed the glass of cool water that sat on the table in front of you, presumably for you.

He had the audacity to pretend he cared about you like that?

And because you couldn’t throw the glass of water in his face, you decided it was a better idea to simply cry some more. And so you did.

“Oh for the love of god...” Yoongi mumbled, half done at the pathetic show of emotions and half intrigued. He shook his head, leaving you be as he stood and changed his seat.

You didn’t know when you had dozed off, head resting on your knees in front of you. You only realized when a gentle hand nudged your shoulder and you jolted awake looking at the face of the butler who had welcomed Yoongi on the plane.

“Madam...” he began, but you had already jumped up tossing away the blanket someone had draped onto you.

“Where are we?” you asked him.

“Mr. Min will tell you, he asked me to escort you to the car. May I?” his voice was monotone and expressionless. Were all these people robots?

You nodded as he extended his hand, pointing you towards the exit. You stepped out into the fresh air. It was very windy wherever this was and your hair flew into your eyes and mouth. You closed your eyes involuntarily against the dust blowing.

The butler recognized your state of distress and gently placed a hand on your arm, “There are stairs, would you like me to guide you down?”

“Yes please.” you said meekly, still hiding your eyes behind your hands.

When you finally reached the pseudo shelter of the car, the butler opened the door for you and before stepping in, you made sure to thank him for his help. To which he smiled kindly.

Yoongi saw the whole exchange from inside the car, scoffing silently. You were clearly out of your mind. Had he bitten off more than he could chew?

No.

You were just a pampered little brat who was in for the biggest reality check of her life.

As the door slammed shut and silence welcomed you again, you were well aware that you were once again under Yoongi’s gaze. But this time you made eye contact with him.

But before you could open your mouth, his low voice greeted you, “Welcome to Shanghai.”

There were a thousand questions in your mind. And now that his gun was out of sight, suddenly you weren’t as scared of him.

Shanghai?

YOU WERE IN CHINA?

“It’s only for a few days.” Why he reassured you like that, even he wasn’t sure. But that did stop you for a minute. You looked out of the window, at the fast approaching metropolitan city with it’s majestic sky scrapers and hustle that matched Seoul’s.

Soon enough, the car entered the city and you couldn’t help but wonder at the marvelous sights.

“You flew me out of the country?” you asked, flabbergasted.

“You’ll probably make a fuss about this won’t you?” Yoongi’s voice broke your chain of thought.

“Huh?”

And Yoongi couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of you. Turned completely towards the window, you beheld the lit up city with child-like wonder. Yoongi wondered if you remembered where you were, and under what circumstances. But even if you didn’t, you were quiet, and that’s more than enough for him for now.

“Wear this blindfold.”

“What? No!”

“Ugh, I knew you’d say that.”

You rolled your eyes. “What exactly do you want to hide from me? I don’t know the first thing about this city.”

“Fine, just close your eyes when I tell you to.”

You frowned but nodded. The conversation was done and the mask of empty emotion was back on his face. But you continued looking at him.

Yoongi bit the inside of his cheek, giving you a glance of his thinking face. Something you’d never seen. It was unexpectedly soft.

“Haven’t your parents told you it’s rude to stare?” he snapped.

“Haven’t your parents taught you it’s rude to kidnap girls and illegally fly them to another country?” you retorted, your sharp tongue acting on it’s own accord.

Yoongi’s eyes widened a fraction, as he looked at you shocked. “That’s it, on goes the blindfold.” he announced, forcefully clasping your hands as he tied a piece of black cloth around your eyes single handedly.

You felt the car stop, and heard a door open. The door next to you had opened.

“Step out.” That was Yoongi’s voice.

“I can’t see shit.”

An exasperated sigh. “That’s the whole point.”

You struggled slightly, holding onto the car door for dear life, and stepped out. You felt gravel under your feet. You were probably on a driveway.

“Twelve steps ahead of you, there are three stairs. Mind them as you walk.” the same annoying voice reminded you.

So he really wasn’t going to help? The butler’s face swam in your vision as you huffed in anger and took slow, counted steps forwards.

After twelve steps, you instinctively took a higher step, only to have your foot slam down on flat gravel.

“MIN!” you screamed instinctively.

Strong arms were around your waist instantly. The most annoying gruff voice sounded so close to your ears, you felt you’d pass out, “God damn it, why did you do that, the stairs aren’t here yet.”

“You said TWELVE steps!” you pushed him away from you.

“Twelve regular steps, not the baby steps you’ve been taking.”

“You’re impossible, I swear.”

“Says the woman who was about to fall by walking on flat ground. Just take my hand.” he sounded pissed. As if he had the right to be.

You raised your hand, not feeling anything in the vicinity. Then his hand had found yours, and he held on tightly. This was one hell of an unexpected day.

Safely inside, Yoongi stopped at the foot of the flight of stairs as the room he had made ready for you was upstairs. He turned back to look at you, standing there, looking dumb. He rolled his eyes.

You screamed as you felt an arm brace behind your knees and you were swept off your feet.

“GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME!” You slapped the chest you were held against. “PUT ME DOWN MIN!”

“Shut up.” he growled.

“I’ll shut up when you put me down!”

He didn’t grace you with an answer and simply started ascending.

“Hey!” you protested, only to be met with silence.

Yoongi pushed open the door with his foot, and placed you on a soft rug. As you still steadied yourself, he had ripped the blindfold off your eyes and tossed it to the ground. Your eyes widened, getting used to the nicely lit room, and before you could say a word to him, he was out the door, slamming and locking the door behind him.

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bighitfics · 2 years

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CEO CHARACTER PROFILE [2]

dynamic with their oc's (you can imagine yourself if you want to, however you like)

Taehyung and Oc

virtuous ray of sunshine and her hot headed guy

loud extrovert and shy extrovert

sensual love

always gossiping about the most random and bizarre things together.

would over pretend to be more in pain because he's just obsessed with the way she tends to get worried, he basks in the attention she pays him.

appears unapproachable and disinterested but he's already picturing to fuck her.

is wary of male friends, he has passive aggressive interactions with them. he can't help it but he ends up overreacting quite violently everytime a male would romantically want to approach you. will obsessively hold onto your waist and ask for kisses.

he's at your service at any given time, be it those anxious bad days, the chicken ball and blueberry ice cream cravings at midnight or picking you up from work, he wouldn't let you do the littlest of things by yourself.

would stare intensely.

calls you love/pretty girl all the time.

"mhm, sure"

"can I touch you there?"

"can we like fuck? right now?"

"open the door, I'm standing outside your apartment"

intensely keep staring at you, and make you nervous with the much details he would point out.

will have your messy morning head selfie as his lockscreen.

mutual fascination.

silent treatment as a way to cope when they have a fight, but never the type to scream or get physically violent.

will prevent his cunning family members from reaching out to you, if they ever try any of their ancestral ways with you, he'd bring them to shambles.

Hosoek and Oc.

overthinking delinquent and his book nerd

poised extrovert and clueless introvert

obsessive love

Hosoek tends to be practical and rational as a partner, it will take much time for him to bare his heart. Whereas she's full of life and the plumpness of youth. (at least that's what he has in his mind)

the kind of lover to send you luxurious presents out of nowhere, BUT mind you he'd die than admit that in front of you.

would unintentionally become controlling in the beginning, which would lead to arguments in the upcoming time.

habitant to admire you discreetly.

"oh really?"

"that's my girl."

"come back, I wanna see you"

will mentally freak out when he sees you cry, would make ridiculous dad jokes in attempt to make you feel better.

he'd never let you pay for bills at dates not even split

calls you sweetheart/babe but only in private, he doesn't like any sort of phd in public (that doesn't even count as a phd) but things like that matter to him.

would feel turned on when he'd observe you picking on his habits.

one touch starved, one can't stop touching.

both get defensive if anyone ever hints at something negative about each other.

lots of yearning for each other.

Jungkook and Oc.

strict giant and his little bundle of smartness

calm and collected introvert and talkative introvert

unconditional love

grumpy and smiley.

intellectual and wise conversations at midnight.

always eager to give oral down there for the longest time, quite impatient and sexually active when he's around his lover, and you find it amusing because that's unlike his normal self to be so horny most of the time.

normally force him to watch brutal crime stories with you which ends with you getting scarred for life (just for that particular episode), and he always needs to reassure and cool you down if you get too panicky, as if you didn't insisted on watching it in the first place.

they get caught making out (almost eating each other's tongue off as they say) multiple time.

your real name is your pet name (is not really the sweet talker) calls you angel/my healer when he's not sober.

"fuck yeah"

"you like that?"

"make sure to eat."

fuck everyone else I only care about you.

owns up to the fact that you're his total, absolute, and infinite opposite, would shyly smile thinking about your silly antics.

would give you cash money as a gift.

will exceedingly devote his time to get to know your family, he's more of a "your family is mine" kind of guy. he'd create a rocking bond with your father, and a playful fellowship with your mother he's gonna have that "run away with me please, I like you more than your daughter" and he'd spoil your younger brother with expensive gifts even when you'd give him an ear about it, from the latest x-box to the latest balenciaga and prada shoes he'll take full responsibility of your little brother.

his wealth will overwhelm you sometimes.

will sneakily smoke out of your sight, would feel apologetic whenever he'd be intoxicated and take marijuana (after countless of anxious resistance he'd just give in), he'd most probably avoid you on days like that which might cause misunderstanding from your side.

both fatigued and need a break away from the society.

both hopelessly in love with each other.

one wouldn't hurt a fly, another one wouldn't hesitate to kill someone hands down.

my note :

hello, everyone.

I'm basically writing after a year. a lot of things happened in just a year and it cost me to loose a lot my ambitions, my dreams, my desires they are ruined and it was self destructive in many ways. I couldn't work on anything nonetheless let's not get more into this topic because it's tiring atp.

How have you all been?

Did you like it? I have no idea where I got the sense of motivation to make this at five am in the morning but I think I liked the outcome.

Which one is close to your ideal type of dynamic? I'd be very delighted if I get some feedback.

tagline | @99liners @sweetwolfcupcake @dazed--xx @dearbambideer @raynom

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solarggvk · 2 years

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#♥︎ hobi 220708 vlive layouts 🍊🎬

headers are not mine, i just adjusted the colors ! credit to owners for the headers (from pinterest)

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clburr03 · 1 year

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Jimin's freestyle on Hobi’s bday live! 🥰🥰

#bts #jimin #park jimin #bts jimin #bangtan #jung hosoek #bts hobi #bts jhope #jhope

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sunshinebarbie · 1 year

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just fyi I am not okay 😭🤧

#jhope #j hope #jung hosoek #hobi #bts #bts hobi #boys jhope #kpop #military enlistment

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theiris-storyvault · 2 years

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"This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face right now, but what is THAT!?"

Hoseok X Reader

Warning: None!

Genre: Fluff, Funny

🤪

It had been almost 2 years since the last time your boyfriend took you to see a movie away from home. With his schedule and ongoing worldwide pandemic, time was never really in your favor. So when he finally had the moment to be with you, he wasted no time running over to your house with a box of your favorite food and a bouquet of flowers, asking you out on a date. (You said yes of course!).

Lining up in the queue, you take a quick look at the movies trying to figure out what was available. "Oh look, babe, they're re-showing Hereditary!" You exclaim as you take a look to see at everything left. "Cool! Let's go see it" He says, quickly walking over to the counter to purchase tickets even before you could stop him. Hoseok was notorious for being a person who flinches easily, so being in a dark cinema, with a very disturbing horror movie is honestly not such a good idea.

As he walks back, you nervously clutch onto your bag of candies, unsure if you should push through knowing it could go south easily "Baby, are you sure?" You ask, holding his arm back to keep him in place. "What do you mean? It's just a movie, love" He says making you snicker. "Hoseok, it's a horror movie. Do you not remember watching Insidious with me? You slept over my house for a month, with all the lights on!" He looks away, trying to cover up the embarrassing blush he had "I'll be okay, babe. I promise I'll try my best not to be terrified" He convinces you, making you sigh in defeat "Fine," You say before disappearing into the cinema.

The cold air soon greets you upon reaching the seats. You both sat just a few rows away from the screen, the perfect distance if you will. It doesn't take too long for the movie to start, and as soon as the intro to it plays, you feel Hoseok stiffen. Internally, you wanted to pull him out of the room, shield him, and go watch something like Buzz or the new Minions movie instead, but you knew he'd never forgive himself for not trying hard enough to be brave for you. So instead, you sleekly slip your hand in his, rubbing it softly to reassure him.

The movie progresses smoothly. Hoseok was relatively quiet, compared to the previous encounter where he screamed at almost every scene, and it was scaring you that he hadn't been reacting the way you expected him to. So every now and then, you take a look at him to make sure he was breathing right.

The most disturbing scene with the head comes on display and you feel his grip on your hand tighten, notifying you he was not okay anymore. "Baby, you okay?" You whisper, rubbing your thumb against his hand. He gulps thickly, trying to talk with his now dried mouth, "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face right now, but what is THAT!?" He exclaims before finally burying his face on your shoulder. You giggle, I knew it. Without a word, you stand up, pulling Hoseok who trails quickly with his head down.

Once you've made your exit, you quickly take Hoseok in your arms,, engulfing him in a big tight hug. "I promise I tried my best" He whispers, shivering. You sigh into him, feeling every part of you tingle as you realized how much love he had for you again. "I know, but don't ever force yourself to watch something you're not comfortable with okay! I'll be okay to watch anything, for as long as I'm with you." He nods, unable to speak. He releases from your hold, turning to you to hold your hand instead.

"How about, you sleep over at my place, for as long as you like, and we can watch cartoons instead?" You propose. You watch as his face lights up, pulling you hurriedly to the car, "Deal!"

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