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geewithluv · 4 years

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Ｐａｉｒｉｎｇ：Maknae Line X Fem!OC

Ｇｅｎｒｅ： angst and fluff

Ｗａｒｎｉｎｇｓ：crying, anxiety, mention of parental death (takes place in the past), hate comments, references the Jungkook tattoo and tattoo shop incident.

Ｒａｔｉｎｇ：PG

ＷｏｒｄＣｏｕｎｔ：1.7

Ａ／Ｎ： «this belongs in my headcanon universe and you can read the other parts in the masterlist, the description of the characters is [here] so you get a summary of who they are. (hyung line version here) also Jimin’s is short compared to the other’s, sorry! »

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Everyone knew Jimin was head over heels in love with Harlow. It was pretty obvious and it was only a matter of time that it got a little too obvious and the public found out.

It was a no-brainer that Jimin and Harlow were going to be together for a very long time.

At least it seemed like a no-brainer. Harlow didn’t mean to overhear a conversation between a couple of the makeup artists and she definitely didn’t mean to freeze in her spot long enough to hear them say everything they thought about her and Jimin. And most of all, she didn’t mean to spend so much time in a bathroom crying that Jimin busted in looking for her.

So now, they were in the bathroom right after Jimin’s performance, holding each other as Harlow cried. She wasn’t quite ready to talk and Jimin, though understanding, was becoming a bit impatient due to his worry. “You’ve gotta tell me what happened so I can fix it, baby.” He tried to coax her into talking. One more loud sob made Jimin think it was a hopeless attempt but soon she started explaining.

“Some of the girls were talking.” She said. Jimin knew who she meant immediately, it wasn’t like there were many women on the staff and Harlow didn’t know many well enough to refer to them outside honorifics. “They were saying we shouldn’t be together.”

“Why would they say such a stupid thing!” Jimin’s eyes widened. He had known quite a few of the makeup and hair crew for a while and wouldn’t think they’d doubt his relationship like that.

“They said you don’t love me.” She muttered, trying not to start crying again.

“You know that’s not true right.” His body stiffened. Harlow doesn’t respond. “Look at me.” He demanded. Her gaze quickly found his. “I love you so much.” He said as seriously as he could without becoming angered. “Anyone who thinks otherwise isn’t worth the energy it takes to hear their opinion.” Harlow nodded, rubbing her nose. “Now, let’s go where those dumbasses aren’t anywhere in sight. We can order some food and cuddle, how does that sound?” He asked.

“Sounds great.” Harlow smiled. Jimin pulled her into a tight hug.

“I’ll take care of them later, alright? For now, just know that I love you more than anything, baby.”

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Taehyung had wondered, on more than one occasion, if he could shut twitter down. Of course he knew it’d take a lot of planning and money. But he’d do it if he could. Maybe just the trending page. That’d be a good start.

Between the hate tweets from those who couldn’t name a BTS song, the hate tweets from those who liked the other 6 members better, and the hate tweets from those who only liked him and resorted to being hateful to his best friends, Taehyung felt so surrounded by negativity.

As much as he knew, and told himself, that he was just going through a rough time and was having difficulty seeing anything but the positive, that didn’t make it easier. He knew that his life was good. He was safe and secure, loved by so many, good friends and family. He knew all was well. Which is why he hid the feeling for so long. He didn’t want to seem selfish.

The boys noticed, of course they did, how could they not. It was only a matter of time before Bang PD noticed or was informed. They didn’t say anything, not yet at least. They hoped he was working on it. He knew he had a couple days to get it together before they confronted him.

He didn’t need it though, because Claire noticed and confronted him immediately. “Tell me what’s wrong.” She said as they ate dinner. Taehyung looked up at her a little confused.

“What?”

“Something’s wrong. Don’t pretend everything is fine when I can tell it’s not. I don’t want to argue about it, so just tell me so we can work through it.” She set her fork down. To most people she might have seemed a little harsh, maybe pushy. But Taehyung admired her blunt “straight-to-the-point” nature.

“Social media is kinda getting to me.” Taehyng ran his fingers through his growing hair, a little annoyed as the longer length had recently become a target for the hate. “It’s just a weird moment. Maybe the planets are doing that thing again. Retrograde?” He suggested an explanation.

“Have you talked to the guys? They’ve all gone through something similar, right?”

“Yeah…” He sighed. “I haven’t talked to them, yet.” He felt kinda bad saying it outloud.

“You don’t want to worry them, I know.” She explained. “But you need to tell someone. You can’t keep it all inside, insisting it’ll be okay and blow over eventually.”

“I know,” Taehyung grabbed Claire’s hand from across the dinner table, “I’ll talk to someone. I promise.”

“My dad never recovered. It’s been almost 20 years and he’s never gotten over it. My mother’s parent’s hardly talk to me because I remind them of her. Everyone tried to help her, but in the end no one else’s help mattered but her own.” Her eyes watered as she held his hand tighter. “I know you think I’m overreacting. That I’m taking it too far. But I’m worried about what happens if I don’t.” She kissed his knuckles softly. “Do what my mother didn’t do for herself, Tae. Before the storm gets too loud.”

It was as open as she had been regarding her mother’s death. And in a weird way, Taehyung found a sense of comfort in her tears. Her tears and worry for him reminded him of how much love people feel for him. “I’ll call Bang first thing in the morning.”

“You should call him now an--”

“Stay the night.” He interrupted. “Stay the night and make sure I do. I won’t even leave the bed before calling.” He compromised. Claire nodded. “I love you, I’m not going anywhere, baby.” He reached over to kiss her lips.

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Finally, Jungkook did something for himself. He had spent nearly a decade having to worry about every decision he made and how fans and press would react. Finally he did something for him. On the month long break he got tattoos. Something he wanted for so long, he finally did it. He was expecting some backlash from it. He knew some people would be upset but he wasn’t quite expecting some other headlines. First, were the CCTV photos and people thinking he was dating the woman next to him.

Jungkook was upset, upset that his privacy had been invaded, upset that his friend had been dragged into it, and upset that his actual girlfriend couldn’t say anything about it. He apologized profusely to both women, more to Emmie of course.

Second, a woman he thought he was friends with, a woman he let tattoo him, decided to take to social media. BigHit said to let them take care of it. Jungkook trusted them of course but there’s only so much you can do to silence someone. And unfortunately, this woman was out for him.

“Jungkook does have a girlfriend, but it’s not me :)” was a caption on an instagram post. Jungkook felt his world collapse when he read it. He hoped, for a moment, that people wouldn’t believe it. He hoped that he could continue living a life with Emmie separate from the fame. But all hopes were crushed when she posted a photo of Emmie and Jungkook together. No way to say it was photoshopped, some people recognized Emmie since she designed for them a couple times. This was all wrong, everything was going wrong. He was supposed to reveal it on his own terms, or never. Never seemed like a better option after the initial reaction from fans.

Emmie turned comments off as soon as she found out, she would’ve gone private had she not been a verified account. She told her assistant to hold any calls for the next 48 hours as she would be turning her phone off. Her assistant understood but not Emmie had to worry if she would still have a showcase in a week. She wondered if her business would go under. She worried if Jungkook would leave her.

They sat in silence at the Bangtan dorms. Too stunned to talk to each other or anyone else. The guys gave them some space. Only getting updated that the news was confirmed by BigHit and now they wait till it blows over.

Emmie cried first. Both tried so hard to hold it together for the other. But she broke first. Jungkook shortly after. As soon as he heard the sob he lunged to wrap his arms around her. “Why can’t we just be a normal couple.” She cried into his chest, marinating his breaking heart with her tears.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I’m so sorry.” He kept repeating. Holding her as if he was afraid she’d disappear if he didn’t.

“It’s not fair, Jungkook!” She yelled, not at him but the situation. She broke free from his grasp.

“Emmie, Emmie don’t--” He started worrying without her in his arms.

“Why won’t they let me love you! Let you love me! I’m just supposed to be the most hated woman in Korea, maybe even the world right now, cause I fell in love!”

“I’m sorry!” He yelled.

“Don’t you dare apologize!” She said, the guys debated on leaving their rooms to calm the situation. “It’s not your fault.” She softened. “You did nothing wrong.” She walked back over to him, taking his face in her hands. “You have done nothing wrong, Jungkook.”

“I’ll do anything to be with you, to keep you safe, to keep loving you. I’ll sue every single person who says something bad. I promise. I’ll make them open a whole department in BigHit dedicated to stopping the hate. I’ll do that. I need you.”

“We’ll figure it all out.” She told him, sniffling. “Right now, I just wanna be with you. In this way too silent apartment, holding you, pretending it’s not a warzone out there. That’s all I want right now.”

“I can do that. We can do that.” He said, and so they did. For two days they stayed in their happy place. Away from anyone with anything negative to say.

I know I said I’d finish soon, but a month slipped away from me because I moved, then moved back home because of some horrible stuff so I haven’t been writing or reblogging. I’ve been up-to-date thanks to twitter lol! Just not reblogging here. Hopefully I’ll be more available and stable (in terms of housing) to write lol. Thanks for reading, I don’t think Tumblr likes me anymore because I don’t show up in tags ;( if you see this give it a like! Or message me! I do take requests! This is getting long, sorry! Thanks again!

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jiminandlemonade-blog · 6 years

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Penpals / Don’t Leave Me - Part 15 (Finale)

Jimin:

Series: Fluff/minor angst

PART 15/15 - FINALE

New to the series? Part 1

Missed the last chapter? Part 14

There was a mixture of silence and shock as he clung to you. "Y-Y/N?" Jinhyun spluttered, grabbing your shoulders and pushing you back slightly to get a view of your face. You nodded, words troubling to escape you. "Why are you here?" He asked, rather confused that you turned up on his doorstep.

"Jihyun, who is it?" You heard a Korean lady speak from inside the apartment. "Come in, come in" Jihyun said, ushering you in. You were still stood there shaking, not really believing what was going on. You shook your head, refusing to move. "I'm sorry Y/N, but you can't just show up my door and not tell my Mother that you have been here" he exclaimed quietly, trying not to let his mother here.

You took a deep breath and composed yourself, taking your hair from your tear soaked face and wafting it into the air, letting nature take its course. "Eomma, it's Y/N" Jihyun declared as you walked through the next door into the room she was sitting in. Her eyes started to fill up and she took in every inch of you. "I wish to have met you in different circumstances Y/N" she spoke softly, evidently not wanting to get either of you upset.

You don't know why the next sentence came out of your mouth, it just happened. "I'm in love with your son" you confessed, then putting your hands to your mouth, not quite believing what you have said. Her expression didn't change at all. "I know you do and I know my son is in love with you too, even if he can't do anything about it".

You gulped hard. "Did he ever say that to you? Jihyun said he never confessed but it was implied. If he's in love with me or was, why did he never say anything?" You hurriedly asked, sitting in the chair next to her. "I know my son Y/N. I have never seen him happier than staying up until 4am to speak to you. He would skip family meals just to speak to you. He rescheduled dance lessons. I don't think he would ever stop loving you. I think he thought he was crazy for being in love with someone he didn't know". You couldn't help but let out a loud laugh. "Yeah, I thought I was crazy too" you agreed.

Jihyun walked in with a cup of tea and a box of tissues for your still tearing eyes. "Y/N, I'm sorry to ask this so bluntly but why are you even here?" He questioned. "Oh well um, you see.. Remember the acting audition I said I was going to? Well I got the part. Ta-da" you said enthusiastically, waving your hands towards the end. "So why are you here?" He asked rather confused. "The part. It's for a Korean drama" you responded.

Jihyun and his mother both were taking a sip of tea at the same time and couldn't help but splutter at your words. "You got a part.. In a Korean drama?!" Jihyun asked. His mother stared at you bewildered. "Yeah.. You knew I always enjoyed acting right?" "No, no. It's not that. I don’t think I have ever seen a non-Asian in a Korean drama before.. At least none that I have ever seen" Jihyun confessed, his mother agreeing. "Wait, so this isn't normal?" You asked. "Not really, but who likes normal?" Jimin's mother spoke. You couldn't help but smile. You knew she was implying yours and Jimin's online friendship.

"Another spluttery question but do you think if I told him I loved him, he would have taken the job?" You asked. They both looked at each other and said "no" in unison. "Y/N, Jimin had a lot of savings so that he could come and visit you. He wanted to surprise you one day. But when you both started talking about dreams and aspirations, he knew that he had to follow his so that you would go follow yours. I'm not saying he sacrificed his happiness for you to follow your dreams but I know that he'd much rather prefer to be holding you right now than on a worldwide tour. I think he used his savings to attend the auditions to show you that you could do it. All he wants is for you to be hapy" Jihyun explained. Your insides were screaming but you tried to remain calm. "But I would also rather be with him now than have this job. I'm just scared after all this time, I've lost hum" you silently cried. "Y/N, you never lost him and you never will" his Mother soothed.

After a quick talk, you had to excuse yourself because of the chauffeur waiting outside. Jimin's mother would not send you on your way without some of her walnut pies and a few more bits to eat. You knew your arm was going to hurt from all of the goods. Before you exited, you turned to face them. "I hope the next time I'm here. I'll see him" you smiled, giving hope to the pair of them. "I really hope so too" his Mother smiled back. "Oh, please don't tell him I'm here" you stated. "What do you mean?" Jihyun asked. "Don't tell him that I have been here. Don't tell him that I'm in Korea. Just don't tell him anything okay?". "But why?" Jihyun asked again, still totally confused. You were just as confused but for some reason, you didn't want him to know. You didn't want to meet on forced terms. You didn't want to meet and him not to love you. You didn't want to contact him and him not want to meet you. You ultimately didn't want your heart broken. His mother nodded. "Come on Jihyun, I'll explain" she said, guiding him away from the door.

The next few weeks flew by. You became so close to the cast and crew and couldn't believe that the filming was almost over for the first season. Yes it had been stressful and tiring but so worthwhile. You couldn't wait to see people's reactions when it finally aired tonight. One of the cast members were throwing a little viewing party around their house but you really wanted to share this moment with loved ones at home so your parents organised a screening party of their own, which you would Skype into.

You were full of nerves when it came to the title song and you could feel yourself blushing as people didn't know whether to watch your reaction or the screen. As soon as your face appeared on screen there was a loud cheer coming from your phone and you couldn’t even hear your dialogue coming from the TV screen.

The next hour was a complete an utter blur. You couldn't help but cringe at some scenes and then laugh at others. There were times where you knew something emotional was about to happen and couldn't help but stare at everyone's faces at your phone. You couldn't help but smile when people expressed how much they loved the show and how much they were proud of you.

Jihyun was quick to text you.

Jihyun: The show is amazing Y/N. I can't wait to see more of it. I never knew you were such a great actress!

Before you could finish the message, another one came through.

Jihyun: Jimin will be so proud of you.

There were no tears, no crying. Only smiles.

Y/N: Do you think he will watch it?

Jihyun: Honestly, no. He doesn't watch much TV and when he does, it's foreign movies or cartoons. I can't imagine Jimin watching a Korean romance dystopian drama can you?

You laughed. You couldn't see him watching it at all.

Y/N: Do you think he would recognise me? If he were to see me on the street or in the show?

Jihyun: You're loving these questions Y/N. In the street, yes. I recognised you straight away. From the show, no. Your hair is so dark for the show and your make up makes you look like a different person It completely changed your face shape.. Your Korean pronunication lessons has lessened your accent too. I don't think he would recognise you.

You didn’t know whether to be happy or sad about that. He could be watching the drama right now and not know who you were.. Just another person trying their hand at acting. You were accomplishing your dream but why didn't you feel accomplished? You knew why. You needed Jimin to know. But you couldn't face the repercussions of trying to contact him.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind. You were getting recognised everywhere you went and even needed a personal body guard when you went to events. Events! Yes, you were invited to a lot of them. You were also asked to a lot of interviews, especially being the first y/nationality to be in a Korean drama. It was at one interview in particular where you made a drastic mistake.

"Do you like any K-POP groups?" The interview asked all of the cast who were sat around the table. Each cast member took it in turns to reveal which K-POP groups were their favourite and then it got to you. "I really like them all but I'm really loving NCT right now" you replied. All of the other females in the cast had answered with female girl groups and because you had answered with a male group, you were asked if you had a bias. "I really adore K-POP and have for a while since I studied the language. I really like Ten, I think he is my favourite" you smiled. All of the other cast members couldn't believe what you had just done.

It wasn't until the next day when you realised what you had done. Your name was shipped with Ten's and there were even edited photos of the two of you together. "Oh my god, he doesn't even know who I am and look at this!" You exclaimed to your best friend on set, Eun. Eun knew everything about your life, even about Jimin. She was very good at putting the BTS attention onto her so that you didn't have to answer. Even if you had had a bad experience in Korea, you were glad you were friends with Eun.

"Another one!" You sighed to Eun in your shared apartment together, looking at a photo of you and Ten which was obviously photoshopped. "Daejong (male lead) told me that Ten thought it was hilarious. He's friends with him you know" she admitted. You couldn't help but spit out your water. "And you have only just thought to tell me? Why didn't he tell me?" You laughed, putting your head in your hands. "I think he thought you knew if I'm honest" Eun explained. You couldn't help but like the attention you were getting, but it wasn't the person you were wanting it off.

"He still hasn't realised it's me has he?" You asked Jihyun on the phone that night. "No he hasn't. Well he hasn't said anything to me and I think he would have. He would have been asking why I never told him" he explained. "Oh congratulations by the way!" He chanted. You were so confused. "Am I pregnant or something?" You giggled. "Well I don't know.. What have you been up to? I mean on your nomination!" He said. You were even more confused. The silence on the phone was deafening. "You don't know anything about it do you?" Jihyun asked. Your heart was racing at the idea of a nomination. Within seconds, Eun came bursting in your bedroom and said in unison with Jihyun "Best Actress in a drama series!".

You started shaking and slightly hyperventilating. "This has got to be a joke right?" You spoke into the phone, eyes latched onto Eun's. "No, it's very real" she replied back. "Congratulations!" She squealed. The next few moments were a blur. You got confirmation off management, you rang friends and family and were reading reviews of the nominees for the whole of the award show. You were up against some huge names and were no way going to win it but it was an honour to even be mentioned.

The lead up to the award show flew past faster than the filming of the series did. You were busy non stop doing interviews and signings. When the day of the award show came, you were up bright and early to get ready. "I know I'm not going to win, but this is so exciting!" You exclaimed to all of the cast members who were getting ready at your apartments. Daejong was also up for best male actor but was a few hours late due to filming a pilot on the morning.

As you were getting your hair and make up done, you couldn't realise how far you had come. You had believed in your abilities and here you were. Even if you weren't in Korea for the reason you wanted to be. "He'll be proud" Eun smiled as she watched you stare off into space. "I know" you smiled back. As soon as your hair and make up was done, you jumped out of your seat and walked over to the entrance area where the door opened. "Delivery for Y/N" Daejong smiled with two baskets of flowers. "Who are these from?" You beamed giddily. "Well this one is from me" he stated, popping down a beauty blue assortment of flowers onto the glass table. "Thank you so much, I've got you a gift too but we may aswell drink it after the awards show?" You questioned, shaking a bottle of vodka that cost the same as the dress you were about to wear.

"And these are from.. Well, Ten sent them but they're from all of the members of NCT". You're inner fangirl was going bazerk but you couldn't let it show. Not in front of everyone. "It's okay Y/N, fangirl all you want.. We all know what you are like. Well maybe not the hair and make up artists" Daejong laughed. You squealed so high pitched that you saw a few cast members cover their ears. "NCT SENT ME FLOWERS GUYS, OH MY GOD" you shouted in your mother tongue. You hadn't even met them, but they were so supportive of you ever since you said you loved their music in an interview. You knew that was the only reason they knew about you. Your fans were very loyal and loving and a lot of them were NCT fans so it was inevitable that they would find out.

After the giddy moment, you looked at your watch and gasped at the time. "Shit, we need to get ready" you let out, laughing as you watched everyone look at their watches and slamming their champagne flutes down in a panic. You couldn't wait to get into your dress so hurried into your room to get changed.

Everyone looked amazing when you were sticking your head around the door. You couldn't believe how different all of the cast members looked when they were dolled up. You walked out in your beautiful navy satin dress to match Daejong's suit(dress inspiration - https://www.promgirl.com/shop/dresses/viewitem-PD2216084) and everyone was in awe. "If you don't win the award, you'll most certainly win best dressed!" One of the cast members exclaimed, people nodding in agreement. You couldn't help but blush.

"Everyone listen up" you heard the producer's voice beam from the other end of the room. "To give a run down on what is happening at the event, because our two main characters are up for the main awards, we will be sat front and centre and I will give you the seating plan when we arrive. Lisa and Jisoo from BlackPink will be giving out the male award and Taehyung and Seokjin from BTS will be giving out the female award". You spluttered and everyone turned to look at you. You didn't mean to splutter, but you were in shock. You looked straight at Eun who knew exactly what to do and say. Acting on fangirl, she spoke up "Does that mean BTS will be there?". The producer rolled her eyes. "I'm not 100% sure. All I am sure about is that Taehyung and Seokjin will be there because they are up for an award for their song on Hwarang". You died inside. You were hoping and praying that he wasn't going to be there, you wouldn’t know what you would do if he was.

Pulling up to the awards ceremony, you couldn't believe the amount of people who were out supporting merchandise from the show. Your name was being shouted over and over again and you couldn't believe you had been accepted into the nations arms. You teared up from all of the support but turned on your professional head when it came to yours and Daejong's joint interviews.

How does it feel to be nominated? Can you believe you are nominated? Can you put it into words? How does it feel to know that artists as big as BlackPink and BTS are giving out these awards? They weren't questions you could dodge, especially when you are asked over and over again. When asked if you were a fan of BTS, you replied "and then some.." Because you really were a huge fan, they just didn't realise why.

You were glad the interviews were over and were glad to be led to your seat by Daejong. Daejong knew everything about Jimin too, but he didn't like to talk to you about it. He was like your older brother and hated seeing you upset. You were looking around the room, trying to catch a glimpse of people you would recognise. The awards show was such a big deal. You were front and centre on a circle table with other actors and actresses and the idol groups were up on the side of the stage in rows. You looked out for BTS in particular but couldn't see them. It was only when you were gawping trying to eye BTS that you noticed all of NCT looking at you. You wanted there to be a hole in the ground that would swallow you up. Your face must have been a picture. They must have found it very amusing considering 3 of the members sent Daejong a snapchat of them doing your gawping face. You just wanted to die.

As the night was drawing on, your hands were hurting from clapping and you had one too many glasses of champagne that expected, but you were enjoying the evening. The camera always panned over to you as you sang along to Korean songs and trying to imitate the dance moves. You really weren't a dancer. You should just stick to acting.

The whole room suddenly went dark when Lisa and Jisoo from BlackPink appeared. "Daejong, it's your turn!" You squealed, placing your hand on his lap and squeezing in anticipation. "And here are the nominees" Lisa from BlackPink read out. You were watching all of the amazing actors who were nominated but you knew that Daejong was deserving of the award. He played an amazing part and you couldn't fault him at all. "And the winner is.." Jisoo read out from the teleprompter. "DAEJONG!" They both said in unison. There was an uproar coming from your table and all of the cast couldn't help but let out a few tears and hug him before he collected his award. You got so excited that you spilt a glass of champagne, thankfully missing your silk dress.

Your breathing got faster as you watched the man you acted alongside with going to collect his award. You all breathed a sigh of relief knowing he had won. It was also a special occasion because it was the first award that the series had won.

"So um.. I don't really know where to begin. I didn't prepare a speech because I didn't think I would win this. I guess I will just have to wing it. Thank you all so much for supporting this series. All of the fans will love to know that season 2 filming will commence next month and will be out at the end of the year. If you support that season as much as you have this one, I hope we can carry on for as long as possible. I wouldn't want to carry on if it wasn't for the amazing cast and crew. They have been amazing and possibly the best I have ever worked with. I want to talk about you all individually but I'm worried I wont have the time but I really want to thank Y/K/N. Not only has she came over from another country to film this series, she's fit in so well. She's an asset to the team and I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else. She is like my little sister and I don't think I will ever be able to share how much this wonderful human being means to me and everyone else on the team. I know this is my award but I really do not think I could have done this without her. She has a talent like no other and I wish her so much luck for the best actress award. Thank you so much for the award. Fighting!" Daejong rhymed off.

You were a blubbering mess. It wasn't like Daejong to be like this. He really was like your older brother. Yes, he listened to you. But he was never soft with you, just protective. You loved seeing this side of him but had to hide yourself from the cameras as you were crying hysterically, even calling for a make up touch up.

"And now onto the next award" you heard a voice bellow. Even if I die, it's you started to play only meaning one thing. It was Taehyung and Seokjin and time for your award. You couldn't help in that moment feel a sense of jealousy that when you lost Jimin, they were the ones to gain him. You looked at them no longer as BTS but Jimin's friends and you suddenly felt comfortable. Not like a fangirl anymore.

"4 hours ago, we were told what award we would be hosting. We cannot believe the sheer amount of talent that is in this category and we believe you are all winners." Taehyung read off the teleprompter. "Celebrated amongst these women are different religions, ethnicities, languages, sexuality and ages. We are proud to celebrate the diverse culture tonight. And now for your nominees" Jin rhymed off.

Daejong arrived back at the table just as nominees reels were being played and you both stood up to greet each other and held one another for a long time. Over his shoulder, you couldn't help but stare back at the woman who was staring at you. You had no idea who she was, but her eyes didn't come off of you, as if she was trying to suss you out. As your reel started to play, you sat down and Daejong put his hand on your lap and squeezed it just like you had done to him. Eun also did it on your other leg.

*Another part of the arena*

"We've got a problem Bang PD" a woman stated. "Remember that girl who confessed her love to Jimin and we never told him about it? Well, she's here. That's her" she explained, pointing to your reel. Bang PD looked so confused. "You haven't told him? After all of these years?" He asked the lady, who turns out was in charge of their emotional welfare. "No, I didn't think I could?" She stated. Bang PD looked terrifed. He didn't want Jimin to think there was some sort of conspiracy. All he wanted was for Jimin to not focus on girls whilst they were trainees. Bang PD had no idea that Jimin wasn't informed after debuting. "We need to go and find him, fast" he prompted, rushing away.

*Back to you*

"And the winner is... Y/K/N" Taehyung chanted. The room around your suddenly went dark and you felt as though you were the only one in the room. You couldn't work out whether you were dying, fainting, had one to many champagnes or were just shell shocked. It was the last one, but you still felt as though you were dying. "Y/K/N, Y/KN" Eun was chanting, trying to wake you from your shocked state. "I won?" You gasped, looking around the table. The whole arena was on their feet with applause. Not only were you the first person of your nationality to be in a Korean drama, but the first to ever win an award, let alone the first award they were nominated for.

The walk to the podium felt like you were walking on cloud 9. You could feel all of your acting insecurities going away. You could feel how proud your loved ones would be of you. You felt immense pleasure knowing that Jimin will one day know that you achieved your dream. You couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

Your eyes set on Seokjin and you immediately turned into a jittering mess. You bowed to show respect and couldn't help but keep your eyes locked on the boys as they handed you the award and walked to the side. You were gawping at them for what felt like 10 minutes. With a shake of your head, you suddenly realised where you were, standing in front of a nation, your loved ones and a crowd of 30,000 people, accepting an acting award.

"Like Daejong, I also didn't prepare a speech.." You scuffled around, playing with your dress. "I don't really know where to begin. I don't know whether a lot of people know about me. I don't really know anything at the moment. To the fans, you are amazing. I will only be repeating Daejong by saying to look out for the next season but I promise it will be a brilliant one. Thank you so much for the support and I hope I will make you proud. Daejong, my older brother, thank you for being my best friend when I needed somebody to vent or cry too. Thank you for teaching me how to use chop sticks and pick the crab out of my meals. Thank you for being the perfect companion to work with and I can't wait to continue our journey together in the future. Eun, for being my rock. You really have been my number one support. You help me dodge a lot of bullets but also keep me grounded. Thank you for being the one who comforts me when I'm down, holds my hair back when I have had one too many champagnes.. Which I think you may have to do tonight, or tucks me into bed when I've fallen asleep on top of the duvet after a busy day. Um, I would like to thank the other cast and crew members who have been so supportive of me and correcting me if I was ever wrong. I don't know whether anyone knows, but this was actually my first acting job. Back where I am from, I was always beat out by that one person who had one quirk that I didn't have. I felt very defeated. I actually gave up acting for a while, but it wasn't until a... um, a friend of mine told me to change paths. But this time, my quirk was being able to speak Korean. A language I fell in love with." You rhymed off. "I think the champagne might be helping with my speech" you giggled slightly. You then had an overwhelming urge to talk more, as if you needed to get something off your chest but you didn't expect what came out of your mouth to come out.

"I fell in love with Korean because I once had a penpal. I say once, he isn't my penpal anymore. I remember the day I picked a name out of a hat in Geography. I really didn't want to do it. I had no interest in having a penpal. I felt so misunderstood and judged at school that I wondered how on Earth a stranger was going to perceive me, but actually, it changed my life. I ended up talking to this person a lot, every day in fact. I fell in love with so many aspects of Korea. I'm really thankful. I know I should be thanking my family and friends right now which you all already know, I love and thank you all so much but I think even you all probably expect this. You have seen what I have went through. I actually was very torn with what I wanted my future to look like. I always wanted to give acting a go but never thought I was good enough so I studied languages. My penpal told me that I was crazy for not going after my dreams. To cut a long story short, I decided to study Korean at university and this opportunity came up. But it's not just me that's went after my dreams is it? I think my penpal is here right now. It's one of you out there, I think. You may not recognise me. I look different with darker hair, a paler face and my Korean is stronger, but it's me. You know that it's me don't you? If you're not here, I look like a fool but I think you are or it could be the champagne clouding my imagination." You spoke all of that in Korean until it came to your final sentence where your mother tongue and accent suddenly sprouted out. "You pursued your dreams. You told me to pursue my dreams so I did. Thank you.. Everyone.. For everything"

*Jimin's P.O.V*

"I don't want to miss this!" He mouthed, looking over to Bang PD who was waving for him to go down. "I don't want to miss Seokjin blowing a kiss to the camera" he laughed to Hoseok. "Can you go down?" He asked. Hoseok agreed and walked down the steps. Jimin could see Bang PD turn away out of frustration, not wanting Hoseok but him but he didn't care. He really wanted to see Seokjin fail. If it were important, he would have come up right? He was probably trying to play a trick on him again like he had at the past 2 award shows where Bang PD had asked him to come downstairs and then laughed for making Jimin move.

Your reel came on but he was looking in the opposite direction. Eun noticed after she clocked him, then squeezing your thigh. You were announced as the winner and Jimin stood up, not really paying attention to his screen but rather his phone as his brother had text him.

Jihyun: I know you're not expecting an award but expect something better than an award.

Was he the one who liked cryptic messages now? It seemed like it. Jimin's face was twisting as he was trying to work out the text. He completely missed Seokjin's kiss to the camera behind your back and most of your speech. "Because I once had a penpal" made his ears prick. His heart suddenly hit the floor and he couldn't help but think of you, like he always did. It had been so long since you spoke, he knew you picked out his name in class, but couldn't remember the lesson. You mentioned the words misunderstood and being judged and his face was screwing up even more, as if his beloved penpal was infront of him.. If only he knew.

"I always wanted to give acting a go but never thought I was good enough so I studied languages" he heard you speak. It was at this point he was trying to focus on every aspect of you, but he was being put off by Hoseok's hysterical waving in the background. Hoseok realised what was going on after being informed off Bang PD, so came up to inform Jimin. Hoseok knew of you because of Jimin's stories, but even this felt so surreal.

"My penpal told me that I was crazy for not going after my dreams" you said. "Why does this sound like me?" He laughed, turning around to face Yoongi. Yoongi looked at him with a dead blank stare, realising what was going on a lot quicker than Jimin did who was still yet to fully comprehend the situation.

"I think my penpal is here right now. It's one of you out there, I think. You may not recognise me. I look different with darker hair, a paler face and my Korean is stronger, but it's me." Jimin looked at every inch of you, took in every bit of you. He only ever saw you on a computer screen but he focused on your Korean too. He seemed like he knew, but he didn't want to believe it. His head tilting to one side, breathing getting a lot deeper.

"You know that it's me don't you?" You questioned, looking out at the crowd. Jimin's heart practically fell out of his chest. "Oh my god" he let out, so loud that the members of GOT7 turned around to look at him, realising he was the one you were on about. "That's my Y/N" he exhaled, tears coming to the front of his eyes, not believing you were here. Not only could he not believe you were here, but he couldn't believe that you were carrying out your dreams and winning awards for it.

You then spoke in your mother tongue. "You pursued your dreams. You told me to pursue my dreams so I did." "Hoseok, that's her" he mouthed as Hoseok approached. "I know Jimin, I know" he said, rubbing his back and supporting him as he stood up. "It's Y/N.." He kept saying as he was walking down the stairs, eyes locked on you as you intently stared at your award, blinking back tears.

"W-what is it?" Jimin asked Bang PD, still with his eyes on you. "We need to talk." He sternly said. This didn't get Jimin's attention. "It's about Y/N" Bang PD stated. That got Jimin's attention. "Explain later, I need.. I need to do something" Jimin declared, running off into the direction of the sound booth.

*Your P.O.V*

You were overjoyed. You couldn't believe the stuff that had come out of your mouth but you felt relief, glad that everything was out in the open. You were thrilled with the award and everyone congregated around you to cheer you on. You and Daejong posed for photos with your awards and even the camera crew came over to you to film a close up of your red and blotchy face but you didn't care. Your phone buzzed and the brightness hurt your face. You had turned off your wifi so your parents wouldn't have contacted you via that method because it was so expensive and the only people who it oculd have been other than Jihyun were with you, so the process of elimination made you realise who it was.

Jihyun: You may have won the award, but I think you'll be a lot more excited soon

What was he implying? You had no idea.

*Bebe Rexha – I Just Wanna Dance With Somebody* started playing. This was one of your favourite songs and everyone knew it. It was a bittersweet moment though as you always used to sing it to Jimin in a really odd accent. But you couldn't let those emotions get the better of you as your drunken inhabitations started to take over your body and the moves started to flow.. Even if they were terrible.

"Y/N... Y/N" Eun shook you as you were dancing as if you were in a psychedelic mindset. "What?" You bluntly replied, slightly annoyed she broke your cool dancing. You were annoyed in a funny way. She understood. "Um, turn around".

That's the moment you felt your insides tense. Everything in you went to mush. The whole room went to darkness once again but instead of just you being there, Jimin was there too.

"So it is you" he spoke, gesturing to the song. "Yeah.. It's me" you smiled. You wanted to run into his arms. You wanted to kiss him. You wanted to tell him how madly in love with him you were but it wasn't the time or place. "People are realising Y/N.. Get backstage" Daejong announced, pushing you towards the corridor that led backstage as Jimin followed 2 minutes later.

You entered the room first and felt nervous. More nervous than ever before. The love you felt for him was exactly the same as before. You weren't disappointed. Like you ever could be. He was perfect. You didn't want this. You didn't want this to happen at all. He wasn't in love with you. How could he be in your life other than being your one and only? You couldn't picture it.

All of these thoughts were whizzing around your head and then he suddenly waltzed into the room. "Y/N I-" he paused. His head hit the floor. "Jimin, I understand. I know. I know everything" you explained. "How long have you been here?" He asked. "About 6 months" you answered. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked again, looking sadder than ever before. "Why would that have made a difference? I didn't even know how to contact you. Honestly, I didn't want you to know. I was worried that-" you stopped. "That what?" He questioned.

It was now or never. Were you going to tell him? Did you even have the guts. "Jimin, you left me. I told you not to but you did. Why couldn't you contact me? Why?" You cried. You both cried. You both had no idea the feelings each other had, but for some reason, you both couldn't admit it either.

You were still stood at opposing end of the rooms but your phones buzzed in unison.

Jihyun: Tell him you love him.

*Jimin's P.O.V*

Jihyun: Tell her you love her.

*Your P.O.V*

"I asked you not to leave me" you cried again, breaking the silence from looking at the text messages. "I never left you. I was always with you, like you were always with me. If I was in your heart, I never left" he responded, walking over to you and taking your hand. This was the first time you touched and it felt wonderful, but this wasn't how you expected your first meeting to go. You thought you would fly into his arms after admitting you both loved each other. You were getting upset.

"Jimin, I told you I loved you and you read it but didn't reply back to me then ignored me for years!" You protested sharply. You tried not to raise your voice. You weren't angry anymore, just disappointed. He looked at you bewildered. "Y/N.. I didn't know" he hesitated. You looked at him. "How did you not know? I voicemailed you the day you went to Seoul" you confessed. Jimin looked straight passed you at Bang PD and the woman who stared at you before, locking gaze and mentally communicating. "Oh my god" he let out. "Is this why you wanted to talk?" He said, walking over to them. "I swear we can explain" the woman apologised.

He stood there, waiting for them to continue without saying a word. "When you came to Seoul, you know we had to take the phones off you.. Well there was a voice note from this young lady confessing her love to you. As you were trainees, I had to send this information to Bang PD and because of you not debuting yet, he didn't want you to be involved with girls.. Any of you involved in girls." She explained but was interrupted. Bang PD continued "I thought she would end up telling you when you debuted as I only specified not telling you as trainees. You know I'm not involved in that sort of stuff neither do I talk about it. I'm sorry Jimin. I'm sorry Y/N. It's just a break down in communication" he explained whole-heartedly.

Jimin didn't even reply. He grabbed the door and slowly shut it, hoping they would get the message, locking it behind him. "You love me? Wait, you loved me or still do?" He asked, walking over to you again, this time, guiding you towards the sole couch that was in the room. You gulped. You knew the answer, but you didn't want to tell him.

"You don't love me so what does it matter?" You questioned. He looked at you as if you had two heads and then laughed. "Y/N, you think I don't love you? Are you crazy?" He asked. "As a friend.." You responded. "Didn't you get my letter? Oh Y/N.. You were so good at cryptic puzzles back then" he sighed, slightly laughing. "Letter.. What letter?" You asked, looking at him now as if he had 2 heads. "When I left, I sent you a letter explaining for you to wait for me. If you took all of the capital letters from that letter it said I love you, please wait for me" he explained. "I read that letter so many times and nev—wait, you love me?" You questioned. It seemed as though so many questions were occurring in so little time that you were getting yourself all confused.

"Of course I do Y/N, I have always loved you. I thought you didn't love me so I didn't call" he sighed. "Oh Jimin" you sighed, realised it was all a break down in communication. "Look" he said, pulling out bits of paper from a backpack that was in the room, evidently his dressing room. He handed you the pieces of paper. They were your letters. "You carry these with you?" "Always".

Then after your letters you saw a piece of paper with all of your details on. Skype. Email. Home telphone. Mobile number. Everything you can imagine. "I had to change all of my accounts so I carried these with me if I ever had the courage to call. I didn't want to ruin your life by loving you and you not loving me back. I wanted you to be happy and pursue your dreams" he confessed. "Love" you said. "Love?" He asked, staring. "You asked me if I love or loved. I'm saying love" you smiled.

This wasn't BTS Jimin you were talking to, this was your penpal. The boy you were always in love with. "You look beautiful" he smiled after gazing at you a while. "you even look better than on the computer screen which I never though possible" he laughed.

Jimin stood up and went to walk out of the room. "Where are you going?" You asked, not wanting him to leave you again. "Just.. Trust me" he winked. Moments later, he walked through the door and gasped. "Y/N, what a surprise!" He laughed, trying to act. What the hell was he doing? He looked at you with encouragement. Oh, he wanted to relive the moment of meeting. The one you had always talked about.

You couldn't do it. You appreciated the effort a lot, but it just wouldn't work like that anymore. "Jimin I-" you stumbled. "What is it?" He asked concerned, walking over to you and taking you hand. Your words couldn't form.

"I love you" he spoke, lifting your chin and making your gaze meet his. "I always have". You couldn't believe the words coming from his mouth. It was like a dream. "I love you too" you cried, burying your head into his chest.

"I'm so proud of you" he confessed, kissing the top of your head and bringing you in for a tighter squeeze. "You have no idea how proud I am of you.. I'm ARMY by the way" you laughed through emotions. He couldn't help but laugh too. "You pursued your dreams" you continued. "Not really.." He replied, pulling you away from him.

You didn't know what he was getting at. "I am so proud of you for pursing your dreams Y/N.. That makes me the happiest. But I haven't pursued my dreams yet, but I'm about to" he stated. "What do you mean? Did you not learn your lesson from the last cryptic message you told me?" You laughed off, even though the pain of not working out his message crippled your head.

"I can now pursue my dream because it’s you. It’s always been you. The penpal that I have always been in love with.. You wont leave me will you?” He asked. "I will never leave you... but I'm your dream?" You stuttered in shock, even though you saw it coming from the way the conversation was going. "You always have been and always will be" he smiled. "So.. when will I get the kiss I have craved for 5 years?" He asked, slightly puckering his lips.

"Now"

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