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ravixen · 10 months

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svt + idol!s/o falls on stage

➔ reaction || not requested || idol!au

➔ warnings: none || 672 words ➔ notes: fluff, idol!y/n ; another monday, another post! i love the idea of idol!y/n a lot, so i figured that i'd give myself the opportunity to write it more. as always, requests are open and reblog if you liked :)

JUNHUI: as soon as his plane lands, his phone starts blowing up with notifications, and minghao looks over with an amused glance. they're both expecting it to be seokmin on another internet spree, sending every instagram reel he comes across, but instead there's several different message threads across kakao, tiktok, instagram, you name it. and they all feature the same thing: a clip of you on stage. he clicks on it and watches you dance for a few seconds before yelping into your microphone, falling hard on your knees. the crowd gasps, and so does he. oh no, oh no. he tries calling you immediately, not registering the fact that you're supposed to be asleep right now until his third call goes unanswered. luckily you had the forethought to send a bunch of texts, assuring him that you're fine. in fact, you sent a few photos of your legs, saying that the fall looked worse than it was, but the sight of bruises starting to bloom on your body makes his heart ache. he sends you well wishes for recovery and reminders to take things easy because sometimes injuries might not show until later. he brushes away the incredibly unrealistic thought of turning around and boarding a return plane to take care of you.

SOONYOUNG: when you appear on stage, he joins your fans in screaming. he knows the lyrics, he knows the dance, he knows the fan chant. if he could bring a lightstick into the event venue, he absolutely would have, but he couldn't, so he settles for mirroring the performance in his seat, as if he could transfer his energy to you on stage. his gaze is trained on you, even when it's not your part, and that's how he sees the tragedy before it happens. he squints at the strange shape by your feet. what the heck, what is—his eyes widen once he realizes. it's a bunch of cables, bound together, and you're too focused on the camera to notice it. he shoots up right when you trip over the cables, cry out, and hit the ground. you're in the back corner for the choreo's formation, so you take a few seconds to collect yourself before re-joining the dance, the smile on your face shaky. his chest aches at seeing you get hurt, but it soon bleeds into annoyance at the venue's negligence. there was a full intermission for them to get their stuff together. how did they miss that? he spend the rest of the evening with a glare, seungcheol's hand on the small of his back as both a comfort and an anchor. they can't risk him running off.

JIHOON: he's in the middle of hair and make-up when soonyoung approaches his chair. his friend is jittery, which isn't out of the ordinary, but the energy is more nervous than usual. soonyoung stands right behind the hair stylist, peering over her head to make eye contact with jihoon in the mirror. "what's wrong with you?" jihoon asks at the sight of soonyoung's wringing hands. "getting cold feet or something?" "no, it's just..." he hesitates. "don't freak out, okay?" he waits for a confused nod before continuing in a rush. "y/n fell on stage." hands clamp down on jihoon's shoulders immediately, keeping him in the chair. "i told you not to freak out." but how is jihoon supposed to hear that and not try to be at your side immediately? he takes a deep breath and holds still for the stylist trying to get him ready, though she sends him a concerned glance. "when? are they okay?" "just a few minutes ago. i was watching in the waiting room monitor. the cameras were zoomed in on someone else, but their mic was on and you could kind of see the fall. they got up and finished the stage. just thought i'd let you know." jihoon gives soonyoung a wave of thanks, already set on stopping by your waiting room later to check on you himself.

#caratwritersclub #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #svt fluff #junhui scenarios #jun scenarios #soonyoung scenarios #hoshi scenarios #jihoon scenarios #woozi scenarios #g: svt #m: junhui #m: soonyoung #m: jihoon #t: reaction #s: notrequested #ravixen #idolau

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that-lemonade-stand · 1 year

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Oh Luffy, you're giving our surgeon heart palpitations.

#lawlu fanart #lawluffy #lawlu #one piece lawlu #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar law #idolAU #asl brothers

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enbyhyena · 7 months

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Thinking about Idol Dream again and how badly I want to know more about their backstory so that I can write fic about them. 💛💛 I swear they turn my brain into goop, I think about them almost every day. They've become such a comfort character for me somehow. 😂

I've also had IDOL by AmaLee stuck in my head on loop, which probably isn't helping matters pff.

Also thinking about how as a fan of him, I should definitely have a poster of him on my wall, which exists and you can have! If you love Tuxibirdie's work as much as I do, you should support them on their RedBubble!

Here's what I plan to get as soon as I have a home to put them in!

#zucchiyeni idol au #idolau #idol dream #idolss #undertale #undertaleau #nexysmusings

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aestheticfangirl · 2 years

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I Am Home ( SCoups x Fem Reader)

Genre: Fluff, marriage au, idol au

Pairing: Scoups x Female Reader

Word Count: 828

It was 2 in the night and I was binge watching my favorite show. It's been a long time since I had the house all to myself. To be honest I am a bit scared to live alone, it creeps me out. So I decided a series would keep my mind away for a while till my husband comes back. I was eating ice cream and was engrossed in the thriller where the kidnapper was about to take the heroine. I felt a pair of strong hands on my shoulder and I screamed for my life. “ Y/N calm down it’s me”. When I heard his voice I calmed instantly. “ I thought you might be sleeping and I had keys” , he said, showing me the keys.

When I opened my eyes my dear husband was standing before my eyes, “ Cheol, you can’t do this to me”, I hit him multiple times. He laughed, “ Who gets scared like this Y/N ?” He hugged me, “ And if you get scared, why are you watching such shows.” I felt the familiar warmth. It's been 5 years since we married but it still feels like yesterday. “ Of course I would get scared, you weren’t there and you know being alone in the night creeps me out. And also you said you are going to come tomorrow morning?” I pulled back but still in his arms and asked, “ What are you doing here now?”

“ The concert ended earlier than expected so I thought to rush back”, he pouted and said, “ Why, aren’t you happy that I am back early?”. He then went to the couch and sulked. This man and his sulkiness will never change. But who am I kidding? I am in love with everything he does.

I went to him and cuddled, “ I am more than happy but I am worried that you must be more tired since you didn’t get proper rest”. He pulled me close towards him, “ It’s okay I can rest now with you being here to take care of me”. I shook my head. Nothing can be done about him. We talked about some random topics and he showed me pictures of everyone dorking around. He showed me all the pretty landscapes he clicked while traveling.

He was super excited when he was talking about all these.he always had a sparkle in his eyes when he talks about his work. He loves what he does and I feel happy when I see him excited.

“ You know Cheol I saw something too”, I teased. He was clearly confused. I pulled out my phone and opened twitter and played a clip, “ You were doing such nice fan service here”, I said sarcastically and showed him the clip where he literally threw his cap to a fan and jacket to another with a big smile plastered. I love how he interacts with his fans. He would literally fight with anyone if he would feel they are uncomfortable. I love this habit the most about him. The way he takes care of them and the members too but sometimes he does that extra thing to just tease me. He smiled, “ Someone’s still jealous”.

“ Who Me!”, I exclaimed, “ No not at all I was just-”, I was searching for the right words.

“ Yes you”, he said and laughed, “ Y/N i am all yours don’t you remember”.

I blushed hard. He noticed me getting flustered and he kissed my forehead. “ You know you are like the most amazing thing that happened to me. I don’t say this often but you are my world. I am freaking so much in love with you that I can't even explain. I am just grateful to you for saying yes and being my wife.”, his sudden confession made my heart flutter.

“ I love you y/n and i will keep loving you till the end”, he said more intensely.

“ I love you too Cheol”, I said shyly. “ You made everything better in my life”, i snuggled.

“ I just want us to be like this forever baby. These moments made my life more beautiful. And I don't want such a life where you won��t be there. I want you in every lifetime”, he said.

I can’t be more thankful to him. He found me and held me when I was at my lowest. I was so lost. He showed me the path. He made me stand for myself and do what I loved. He made everything pretty. The path that I was scared of became easy. “ I know Cheol,'' I said. ``I was joking with you”.

His face came inches apart from mine and in the blink of an eye I felt his lips over mine. He kissed me gently and that felt magical as always. I pulled back, “ Aren’t you tired?”I asked worriedly.

“ I was but now I am not”, he said with a gentle smile. He caressed my face, “ I am home now”.

Hey :) I hope you guys like this. This is my first Coups fluff. I hope I haven't messed up. Also if you have any suggestions feel free to tell me. I would love to hear your feedback. Thank You for Reading <3

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#kpop fanfic #svt fics #caratwritersclub #writing community #kpop fluff #fluff writing #marriageau #idolau #svt scoups #scoups #choi seungcheol #cheol fics #fanfiction

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injoontz · 2 months

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𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ━ 𝐩.𝐣𝐬

pairing. park jisung x fem!oc starring. park jisung, im naerin (oc) featuring. huang renjun genre. soulmate // idol au warnings. none?? word count. 2.0k

synopsis. where a kpop idol bumps into his soulmate while she's running from the cops ☆ :: from karaoke machine — park jisung (on wp)

It was a nice day. A really really nice day. The spring wind swept through Seoul and it made Jisung even more upset that he had a packed schedule that day. It came as no surprise to him seeing as the promotional period for their first album was just getting started. Even still, Jisung felt his energy dwindle whenever the cameras turned on.

“Everyone!” Haechan started off filming for their promotional vlog with an upbeat smile, “How are we feeling today?”

The members cheered loudly as Haechan did their introductions. That day they were filming a short vlog at an arcade for their Reload EP. It gave the members some time to play games and relax, though Jisung admitted that he wished he could have been back at the dorm relaxing over an arcade.

Jisung nodded along gently with what his members were saying, not really paying much attention until one of the staff members passed him a tripod stick and camera. Renjun stepped up next to Jisung and linked arms with him.

“Let’s go to the claw machines,” Renjun said, pulling the younger boy along.

Without much will to argue with his hyung, Jisung let Renjun lead him around the arcade to the claw machines. Watching his friend attempt to get a stuffed animal from inside the claw machine proved to be more entertaining than Jisung had expected.

“No!” Renjun exclaimed as the small plushy dropped out of the claw. He dropped to the ground in defeat. Jisung laughed and turned the camera to face Renjun.

“Hyung, I’m going to go explore,” Jisung said before turning away from Renjun, who just nodded and gave a brief wave to Jisung before turning back to his claw machine game.

Jisung turned away and walked through the arcade, his eyes drifting to the other members as he did. Off in one corner, Chenle was playing air hockey with Haechan while Jaemin, Mark, and Jeno were gathered around a shooting game. Jisung smiled gently and kept walking. He glanced up at the camera in his hand and gave a gentle wave before continuing to walk.

Over on one side of the arcade, a bunch of doors were lined up with a large light-up sign that said: KARAOKE. Jisung started making his way over, his hand hovering over one of the door knobs when heavy footsteps caught his attention.

As he turned to see who was running toward him, Jisung let out a grunt as the person slammed into him. There was a loud gasp from the person as they both tumbled to the ground. Jisung dropped his camera as his head bumped into the ground. A heavyweight now held down Jisung’s lower half of his body.

With a groan, Jisung reached up to rub his head as he tried to sit up.

“Ah,” Jisung said as he felt a bump starting to form on his head.

He turned to the person who ran into him and his eyes connected with hers. She held herself up with her arms but her body leaned over Jisung’s. Her dark hair fell into her face as she stared at his face. Her dark eyes danced with gold swirls and Jisung couldn’t bring himself to look away.

A warm feeling erupted from Jisung’s chest and spread across his entire body. He could feel his heart pounding against his chest and he could sense that hers was as well. There was almost an overwhelming sense of calmness that came with her presence. Jisung felt as though he had never experienced true happiness until he met her.

From under her cropped jacket, Jisung could see something glowing gold. The girl followed his gaze to her left collarbone and she gently pulled aside her jacket. Just under the strap of her tank top, sitting there on her collarbone glowing a brilliant gold was her soulmate tattoo.

Jisung opened his mouth to say something when voices caught his attention. He turned toward the urgent voices but didn’t get a chance to even question them before the girl jumped to her feet.

“I saw her run in here,” the voice said.

The girl looked backward in panic, her eyes suddenly wide.

“Fuck,” Jisung heard her swear under her breath. The girl jumped to her feet and grabbed Jisung’s arm, pulling him into one of the karaoke booths. Jisung barely managed to grab the camera on the ground before he was whisked away.

“What’s going on?” Jisung looked out the little window on the door to see two police officers entering the arcade. They walked over to Jisung’s manager and the production crew. One of the police officers glanced over at the karaoke booths and Jisung turned to look at the girl who seemed to be trying her best to melt into the wall.

“Are you running from the police?” Jisung asked her.

“I wouldn’t necessarily call it running,” the girl replied, “More like I’m avoiding them,”

Jisung stared at her for a while, the way she spoke was hypnotic. He liked how she spoke a bit slower and how her words seemed drawn out. He liked being in her presence because, for the first time since he became an idol, he felt genuinely at peace.

Jisung sat down across from the girl. Despite her cool laid-back appearance, he could tell she was anxious. No, he could feel that she was anxious. He could feel her emotions clearly, the way her heart raced, and how she was trying so hard to calm herself down.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Naerin,” the girl replied. “Im Naerin,” her eyes flashed over to Jisung, recognition dawning on her face. “You wouldn’t happen to be Park Jisung from NCT would you?” she asked as she sat back down. Her eyes looked up and down Jisung’s body, studying him as though he was some kind of art piece in a museum, before landing on his hair. “You’re pretty famous you know,”

Again that hypnotic tonation of her voice. Jisung couldn’t put his finger on it, she spoke differently than everyone else. He just wanted to keep listening to her voice all day.

Just as he was about to say something, his eyes caught movement from outside the karaoke booth. He jumped to his feet and looked out the window to see the two police officers making their way over. His eyes widened in panic and he grabbed the microphone from where it sat on the table. Playing a random song, Jisung blasted the music and started to dance around energetically to the song.

Naerin gave him a wide-eyed stare as he danced, his broad back blocking the window. She almost started laughing at his theatrics to prevent anyone from looking in. He sang passionately, and even if he was just singing for fun, his voice was silky and deep.

As the song came to an end, Jisung glanced out the window to see the police officers heading away, deeming that the karaoke booths didn’t harbor the girl they were looking for. Jisung sighed and placed the microphone back down and glanced at Naerin. She gave him an amused look and he felt his face start to heat up.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Jisung blushed.

“Like what?” Naerin smiled.

Jisung’s stomach curled and did a flip. He wanted to blame it on his recent soulmate bond with her but Jisung couldn’t deny that Naerin was an exceptionally attractive person. Her entire presence dripped with confidence and she had the perfect smile that mixed between a smirk and a grin.

“You have an accent,” Jisung said, “Where are you from?”

Naerin blinked as if surprised by his words, “Is that seriously what you’re asking me right now?”

Jisung blinked, “Well- I mean-”

“Aren’t you curious about other things?” Naerin leaned forward a bit making Jisung lean back. He was suddenly very aware of how close they were sitting to each other in the karaoke booth.

“I mean, your soulmate is currently being chased by the cops,” Naerin said with a serious expression, “And you’re curious about where I’m from? Shouldn’t you be more worried about why I am being chased?”

Jisung swallowed hard. He felt so comfortable in her presence that he completely forgot how he got to this spot, to begin with. In any normal circumstance, Jisung would have been freaking out about being dragged into a small space with a random girl.

Suddenly Naerin’s face broke into a smile and she leaned away from Jisung, “I’m just playing,” She stood up and looked out the window to see if the police had left yet. Naerin watched as the two police officers apologized to Jisung’s manager for intruding.

“Why are you being chased?” Jisung asked.

“Nothing crazy, don’t worry,” Naerin said vaguely.

“Then why are they after you?” Jisung replied. Despite his brain telling him that he should be wary of the girl across from him, the bond he now had with Naerin made him feel calm. He felt like he could trust her despite not knowing a single thing about her. Despite the fact that she was being pursued by the police.

“I stole something from them,” Naerin replied. She reached into her pocket and showed Jisung a pair of keys.

His eyes widened in surprise. “Those are-”

“They’re the keys to the police car,” Naerin smiled as if this was some crazy game to her.

“You could get arrested for that!” Jisung exclaimed.

“Hence why I’m running away from them,” Naerin shook her head at Jisung’s slow uptake on the reality of her situation. She glanced out the window once more, “One of the officers is my brother, so I’m not too worried,”

She let out a gentle sigh and sat back down. After a moment she realized Jisung was staring at her and turned her attention back to him. He flinched a bit when the two made eye contact and quickly pulled his eyes away.

A bubbly laugh filled the air and Jisung quickly turned to look at Naerin. She laughed lightly, trying to hide it behind her hand but it didn’t do much seeing as Jisung could clearly hear her. Despite her obviously laughing at him, Jisung’s stomach did little flips at her light laugh. It made a hot blush creep up his neck.

“Jeez, by the way you act, I would think that you’ve already fallen in love with me,” Naerin joked.

“Can you be serious for one moment?” Jisung frowned.

“Well that doesn’t sound fun at all,” Naerin smirked and Jisung could tell she had fun getting on people’s nerves.

Jisung gave her a blank stare and Naerin gently took her phone out of her pocket. She passed it to Jisung and he glanced down at it before gently tapping his phone number in. Naerin tapped a few buttons on her phone and Jisung’s suddenly buzzed from inside his pocket. He pulled it out to see a new notification.

Naerin stood up and pulled the hood of her jacket over her head. “Let’s meet up sometime. You know,” she shrugged, “Sometime before the two of us start to get violently sick from being apart,”

“Wait-” Jisung started to say but Naerin already ducked out of the karaoke booth and made a beeline for the exit. His eyes widened as she sprinted past the two police officers. They watched as she sprinted past them before realizing who she was and running after her.

“Im Naerin! Get back here!” one of the police officers yelled.

Jisung stepped out of the karaoke booth, his eyes still wide in shock at what had just happened. Renjun, who had seen Naerin run out of the karaoke booth, made his way over to Jisung. He took in the younger boy’s dazed stare before gently patting him on the shoulder.

“Are you alright?” Renjun asked snapping Jisung out of his daze, “She was running from the police, why were you in the booth with her?”

Jisung blinked before rubbing the back of his neck, “Hyung,” Jisung said, his eyes still watching where Naerin had run off, “I just met my soulmate,” he looked at the older boy with wide eyes, “What the hell do I do now?”

©𝐢𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐳, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

#parkjisung #jisung #park jisung #jisungnct #nct #nctdream #parkjisungnct #nctjisung #xoc #karaokemachine #soulmate #soulmateau #idol #idolau

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scandiyatt · 2 years

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.:You:. You I'm loosing control, Desperation takes hold I can't stand the thought of being alone without you Can't stand the thought, Living without you --- --- --- Some IDOL AU lol Lyrics are from “You” by Escape The Day. Art(C)ScandiYatt

#Gladion #lonashipping #kinda lonashipping idk #mahinashipping #kinda mahinashipping idk #Idol Gladion #IdolAU #ScandiYattArt #ScandiYatt #myart #pokemon AU

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thedaremaster · 10 months

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IDOL'S CHILD : Bowed in Shadow

8 spots. 18 very different boys. But all of them have one thing in common. They haven't debuted. And now is their chance to make that dream come true.

The competition in the studio is just as brutal as on the dance floor. Who will win a lifetime up in the lights? Who will disappear into the shadows again? It's a fight of heart, wills, and wit. Only 8 can remain.

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cakesmelons · 7 months

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i finished my test so I started drawing idol dream and killer. (killer is wearing dream's jacket in the first pic. cause i ship them.)

(No ship is canon to the idol au!!! I'm just a shipper)

idol dream @tuxibirdie

idol killer and idol au @zucchiyeni

real photo of me when them :

#undertale au #sans aus #undertale aus #my art #sans au #sanscest #killer x dream #driller #dream sans #dream!sans #killer!sans #killer sans #idol au #idolau #idol dream #idol killer #i finally have time to draw some stuff for the idol au and that makes me so happy. even if it is done traditionally <///3

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junicorn2006 · 2 years

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I came up with this AU the other day, it’s not the most creative but i think it’s pretty neat

#marcanne #amphibia fanart #amphibia #amphibiaAU #amphibia marcy #idolAU

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i-can-make-it-write · 1 year

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Still With You (Chapter 3)

It’s been three years since you last saw Jungkook. The last time you did, you were part of Big Hit’s camera crew, and you left when things were getting too intense as your relationship with Jungkook blossomed. Now you are both reunited as In The Soop Season 1 is being filmed. What will the reunion be like?

Angst | Idol AU | ITS1 | Jungkook x Reader

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

You used to be made to feel guilty for loving the rain. When you were younger, it was your mom who was constantly reprimanding you about the perils of being out in the rain.

"You will catch a cold!"

"You are going to be sick!"

But there was a joy to hearing and being in the rain that you can never truly explain. The consistent sound of the rain somehow drowned out your worries in a way nothing else could. At least temporarily.

Your encounter with Jungkook earlier disturbed you more than you thought it would have. You're starting to think that it was a big mistake to take on this job, even though you desperately needed it at the time. Is it worth all the heartache you will go through just being here with him?

You close your eyes and attempt to drown out your worries by focusing on the sound of the rain hitting on your raincoat. The river is pitch black as you stare out towards it. The sun had set more than an hour ago, and you can hear in the distance as the night shift team is busy setting up equipment for the boys to cook under the tarpaulin.

"Yah, Yoongi-ah!" said a loud booming voice, when a sudden hand came crashing down on your right shoulder. You yelped in surprise and turned around to meet the eyes of a horrified-looking Seokjin wearing his raincoat. His face looked equal parts surprised and scared.

"Oh my God, it's you! Did I enter a time machine? I honestly thought you were Yoongi with your dark raincoat and height sitting out in the rain!"

You resist the urge to roll your eyes at him. Over the years when you used to spend hours with the boys, you have gotten used to Seokjin's dramatics. It always made good content when you were recording them though, so you've learned not only to be accustomed to it but to expect it too.

"Hello Seokjin oppa. How have you been? You seem to have gathered a few wrinkles I see." you grinned, unable to resist the jab.

"Yah! First time I see that face in three freaking years, and the first thing you do is make fun of this handsome face? How dare you! I have you know that this face is the main reason why we are even shooting this show right now!"

You can't help but grin back at him. You missed this. The natural camaraderie you used to have with the guys. "Of course it is. What else would the fans be laughing at if it wasn't for you?"

You both look at each other grinning. His eyes soften as his mouth begins to settle into his usual pout. "Wow, you're here. Part of the crew I assume? How are you?" He didn't say it, but you understood the subtext. Are you ok? Really ok? his eyes seem to say as they bore into you.

"I'm fine. Hyun PD-nim asked me to be on this project, and I was between jobs..." you trailed off, not wanting to get into the sordid details of how incredibly desperate you were when you agreed to take on this job.

"Ah...ok, ok." Seokjin looks out into the water as the drizzle continues. You were looking at him, convinced he has more that he wants to say, but isn't saying for whatever reason. You quietly observe him as he slips his hands into the pocket of his coat, and turns to you.

"I take it that you've seen him? I mean I'm sure you've seen him, but you've talked to him?"

You didn't need to clarify who he was referring to. All of the guys knew about both of you. "Yeah, just briefly." You didn't elaborate, and he didn't pursue it further. Both of you looking out into the water. The silence grows as the rain seems to falter.

"You know, he wasn't the same after you left." You exhale an exasperated sigh as you turn to look at him. His tongue pokes at the insides of his cheek as he gazes at you with soft eyes. "I know, I know, technically, it wasn't you leaving wasn't it?"

Your head tilts as you contemplate just how much Seokjin knew of what went down those years ago. "I did leave oppa," you said softly and sadly into the night air. "It just wasn't all up to me."

He nods in understanding. "Was it the company? Because it wouldn't make sense why you'd be here then," he says frowning, trying to make sense.

"No, it wasn't the company. It was Jungkook's decision. He..well, he prioritised himself first. And looking back now, I don't blame him for it,"

Seokjin nods again, as he looks over at you. "Like I said, he was never the same. Whatever happened, I think it altered part of his DNA or something. I'm not saying this to make you feel bad or anything, but he became more...let's say reserved? Like he was protecting himself. I mean, with us, he was more or less still the same, but it was also different at the same time. I can't quite put my finger on it."

Your heart beats a little faster imagining Jungkook in the years after both you of you broke up. In the rare moments when you let your mind wander to think about him (although to be honest, it was rather often) you'd hope that he was happy with his decision. You avoided his videos or content whenever possible. Still, living in Seoul, it was impossible not to run into his face at the nearby convenience store, and he had always looked happy in his pictures, that you deluded yourself into thinking that he was doing fine.

Hearing the confirmation from Seokjin that he wasn't was disheartening, to say the least, as it shattered your fantasy of him being happy. Forcing these feelings aside, you gave him a wan smile.

You gave him a wan smile. "Maybe we both just grew up a bit."

#bts #jungkook #idolau #canon #slowburn

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