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marblemoonstones · 5 months

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we were in screaming color 🩵

summary: starting a new series where I’m writing each of the boys as taylor swift eras! I’m choosing a song from each album and then writing a story with a specific trope about one of the boys. since there are ten eras and only seven members, three of the stories will be ot7.

I apologize if there are any minor holes or grammatical errors. feedback is welcome, but please be respectful. :)

*any similarities to other fics are accidental*

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*warnings: f reader, curse words, angst, frustrating/toxic parents, car accident (nothing graphic)*

word count ~ 6.7k (longest fic written so far!! 🥳)

I’m super excited to start this series :) 💗 (song lyrics won’t start until later into the fic bc I had to add background details. most of the lyrics will be used)

song: out of the woods

album: 1989 (taylor’s version)

trope: small hometown romance

The year was 1989…

“Mom, dad, I have something to tell you,” I say, trying not to pace anxiously.

“Sweetie, is something wrong?” Mom asks, her eyebrows furrowed in worry.

Dad also looks nervous, as I never usually act in this manner. They’re both sitting on our worn cream couch, slightly sagging from overuse.

“Well…you know how I wanted to go pursue my architecture degree in Seoul?” I ask, remembering their horrified reactions to me having a desire to move out of our small hometown of Tonjung.

“Yes, I remember. And I also remember us not wanting you to leave,” Dad says, his face solemn and sure.

That’s funny. They both think I’m staying.

“I know, but I got into the University of Seoul School of Architecture,” I say, hoping that they’ll be at least a little proud. But knowing deep in my heart that they won’t care.

“Good for you honey, but I thought you were going to stay here and run the family business. You’re the only child we have, y/n. You have to carry on the legacy,” Mom says firmly.

“That’s what you want,” I sigh, already weary of the conversation, “But I want to go and live my dream.” Every time that I bring architecture up they always dismiss it. I don’t know whether or not it’s because they don’t believe in me or because they want me to follow their perfect vision.

“You and your dreams! Don’t you care about your family at all? Our dream is to be grandparents! Why don’t you settle down here and find a nice boy and-“

“Mom, dad, enough!” I hiss, my anger finally boiling over, “I don’t want to fucking live in your dream, I have a dream of my own. And I’ll be damned if I let this opportunity go to waste. I already paid for everything and set it up, so I just wanted to see if you were going to support me. But I guess not.”

My parents are now in shock, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape. But I don’t care.

“Goodbye.”

And with that, I leave, grabbing my suitcases that I had hidden and waiting by the door. The tears prickle at the edge of my eyes.

“Honey!”

“Wait!”

They shout, but I ignore them. Opening the door, I run straight into a man. Oh, is this another poor soul that they’re trying to set me up with? Too bad for him.

I shove my shit into the car and start it. Turning out of the driveway, I’m off to my new life.

Thirteen years later

“Ms. Choi! We need you to sign this, approving the floor plan for the new hospital. We added all the details you requested and-“

(I don’t know anything about architecture, so I’m trying to not add details. I’m sorry if I’m inaccurate with anything!)

I sign it quickly and then walk to the meeting room. My assistant has a ‘new project’ that I’ll ‘definitely want to be a part of!’ That means one of two things: either it’s a horrible project and they’re trying to hype it up so I’ll do it, or it’s actually a good investment and I’ll be pleasantly surprised.

I tend to have a ‘pessimistic’ point of view, but that’s only because I have high standards. After graduating top of my class, I started a job at one of the top architect corporations, Park Designs. Slowly climbing the ranks, I am now one of the top architects at Park. And it only took me five years. Some of my classmates are still low class designers at middle-class businesses. Not to sound cocky of course, but I had to work my ass off in college and during my internships. While my classmates were out partying and drinking, I was working on my designs and making sure they was the best.

Stepping into the meeting room, I’m not surprised to see my assistant, Jungwoon, but I am surprised to see my boss Seonming. Seonming usually doesn’t come to these meetings, as she’s usually busy helping the CEO, Park Ji-young.

“Hello y/n, it’s good to see you,” Seonming says shaking my hand. I’ve always admired Seonming, partly because she’s an amazing architect and partly because she’s a high ranking woman in a usually male dominated field.

“Good morning Seonming, it’s good to see you too,” I say, meaning every word.

I take a seat in the plush chairs, glad to get the nice meeting room.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m in here. As you know, I don’t usually comes when there’s a new project for you,” Seonming starts, “But this project is especially personal, and I wanted to pitch it to you.”

Personal? What does she mean by that?

Jungwoon hands me the files before bowing and leaving the room.

“Before you look at it, please know that I specifically selected you for this project because I know that you like designing for the greater good. You have a good heart, y/n, and that’s why I chose you for this. Not for any other reason,” Seonming says, making me wonder what’s so special about this project.

I take a deep breath and open the files. Instantly, I see the location. Tonjung, South Korea. Oh no, oh no no no.

“Now, before you get all mad, please understand-“

“Seonming. You know why I can’t do this. I left that life behind for a reason,” I say, irritation rising in me. Seonming of all people knows why I can’t go back! I haven’t seen my parents in years, only talking to them at the holidays or our respective birthdays. Our relationship is formal at best.

“I know y/n, but please consider it. You haven’t even looked at the project yet,” Seonming says implored.

I know she’s right, as she always is, so I scan the summary. Building a new school? Did something happen to my elementary school?

“What happened to Tonjung Elementary?” I ask, thinking about the cozy and warm school I went to.

“There was an earthquake,” Seonming explains, “And it all but destroyed the current school. They need an architect who can rebuild the school, and I recommended you. Not because you used to live there, but because I knew you’d be able to do it justice.”

Damn. Seonming is really good at making someone feel guilty. She knows I’m a sucker for humanitarian projects, whether it be building a new hospital or, in this case, a new school.

Why didn’t I know that the earthquake happened? Why didn’t my parents tell me? I’m assuming it’s because they think I don’t care, but just because I left doesn’t mean I don’t have an attachment to the town I grew up in.

I sigh, already knowing my answer.

“Okay…I guess for Tonjung Elementary…” I grumble, trying to ignore the happy look on Seonming’s face.

“Great! You’ll have to stay there for a while, of course, but the project doesn’t start for another two weeks. That should give you enough time!” Seonming is being surprisingly brief with details. Usually she gives me a full run down and explains every last aspect.

“Okay…how long will this last?” I ask, suspicious.

“Oh, yeah, it’s supposed to last two to three years. Anyways, I’ll send the rest of the information soon! Have a good day y/n!” Seonming leaves in a rush, clearly trying to avoid me so I can’t back out.

Two to three years? In my hometown? With my parents? Oh boy. What did I just agree to?

Two weeks fly by and before I know it I’m leaving with a lot of my stuff. Even though I may come back to the city once in a while, it won’t be often because the drive from Seoul to Tonjung is a good seven hours.

“Goodbye y/n! Have safe travels and try to have a little fun,” Jungwoon says. He’s handling my office while I’m gone. I trust him, and I know he’ll do a good job.

“Thanks, Jungwoon. And don’t forget to text me if there are any problems!” I call, waving as I drive off.

I put on music and try to enjoy the long drive. It is beautiful by the coast, and if I ignore the awkwardness with my parents, then going back home isn’t too bad.

I’m just glad that I’m staying at an Air BnB because otherwise I’d have to endure my parents’ constant nagging about how I left them, how I need to settle down, and all that bullshit. Besides, I’m only thirty-two. I have plenty of time to find a partner. I want to keep working towards my goal, becoming a CEO (like Park Ji-young) of my own architectural business.

The drive passes by quickly, and soon the tall skyscrapers of Seoul turn into quaint houses with chipping paint.

I pull into the Air BnB and get out of my car. Breathing in the salty air, I feel the crisp breeze on my skin. It’s June and the weather is a bit hot at times so the breeze is a nice reprieve. I start yo unload my stuff and place it in the bedroom. This is a nice Air BnB because it has all the essentials (washer, dryer, dishwasher, etc.) for one person.

I go to the bathroom and freshen up. After changing my clothes, I decide to rip the bandaid off and go to my parents since it’s only about 3 in the afternoon.

Tonjung is small enough to walk place to place, and my parents’ house is only a couple blocks over from the Air BnB.

I steady myself before knocking on the door. The aqua paint that used to be cheerful and welcoming now feels cheap and tacky.

The door opens, and my dad’s face appears. He opens the door slightly wider for me to come in, but I can tell he’s not that happy to see me.

“Hi honey, come on in. Your mom’s in the living room.” He shuts the door behind me and I feel as though I’m heading straight to my doom.

I cautiously step into the room and see my mom.

“Hi mom…it’s good to see you again,” I say, tentative of how this visit will go.

She turns her head.

“Hi sweetie. How are you?” It’s turning into another one of our phone calls. Only this time I can’t make an excuse and hang up.

“I’m fine. It’s good to be back.” I hesitate on what to say next, trying to break the awkwardness that’s lingering in the air like stale perfume.

“Good to have you back. Maybe this time you’ll stay,” mom says, and I stiffen.

“You know I had to go. And look at me now, I’ve achieved so much.” I always try my hardest to make my parents proud, even if they don’t know it.

“Yes honey, you have. So why don’t you come back here for good? You can do your building business or whatever it is you do from here.”

Mom never understands. It’s not just a ‘building business,’ it’s my life. I have big goals, and they’re only going to happen if I keep pursuing them.

“Mom, you know I can’t move back here. I have to continue in Seoul because that’s where there are better opportunities for me,” I try to explain. Before anyone can say anything else, I hear a knock on the door.

“Oh, that must be Namjoon,” my dad says, going to open the door.

Namjoon? Kim Namjoon?

“Hey Namjoon! Yes yes, come on in. She’s right here.” Dad leads the handsome man over to me.

“Hey, y/n! Long time no see.”

Kim Namjoon sure has grown into those long legs and dimples. His eyes have always been beautifully sculpted, but they’re even more gorgeous now. I notice that he’s got some serious muscles in him now too. Seems he’s discovered working out.

“Hey Namjoon. Haven’t seen you in a while,” I say, trying (and failing) not to seem awkward.

“Namjoon here has grown up, hasn’t he y/n? And he even stayed in town,” Mom says pointedly.

I roll my eyes. So small town Namjoon stayed in the small town. Mom and dad probably wish he was their child.

“Okay, mom. I get it. Now, not to break up whatever this-“ I gesture to mom and I- “is, why did you call Namjoon here?”

“Oh! It’s because I’m the principal of Tonjung Elementary. We’ll be working together on the rebuilding a lot,” Namjoon explains.

“Oh that’s fun…” I trail off, not sure what else to say. Yay? Spending two to three years working with someone I haven’t seen in ages?

“Yes it is! Now, why don’t you two mosey on down to the beach and get to know each other after such a long time. I’m sure there’s much to catch up on. And your father and I have to go to the store.” Mom practically forces us out, and before I know it Namjoon and I are standing outside the front door. So much for subtleness. Mom just wants me to find a boyfriend.

“That was quick,” I mumble, “Even for them.” Usually our visits on the phone last at least fifteen minutes, but this one breaks the record with being about five.

Namjoon chuckles. I blush, not knowing that he heard me.

“Well, it seems that we are supposed to go to the beach. Shall we?” Polite as ever, Namjoon is.

“Sure. We shall.”

Traipsing down we make our way to the beach and I immediately take off of my shoes to feel the sand. I find a good spot and sit down and stare at the ocean. The crashing waves do little to smooth my mind.

“So…” Namjoon starts, sitting down next to me. “You escaped. And you’re very successful now. I’ve seen you in magazines and such.”

Magazines? My name is almost never mentioned but I suppose there were a couple pieces written about my various projects.

“Heh, yeah. I’m lucky to be where I am today,” I affirm as I start drawing hearts in the sand.

“Yeah…the last time I saw you you weren’t doing the best so I’m glad you made it.” Namjoon has a look in his eyes I don’t recognize. Pity? Sympathy?

“Wait when was the last time I saw you?” I don’t remember seeing him since high school graduation.

“When you were leaving. For college. After,” Namjoon winces, “The fight with your parents.”

Wait how did he see me then? Unless-

“YOU were the man outside the door! I thought it was another random man my parents were trying to set me up with!” I exclaim.

Namjoon smiles sheepishly.

“Well…that was me. And I wasn’t just there for fun…”

“Ohhh so you were another poor suitor sent by my parents,” I side eye him for a second before we both burst into laughter.

“Ah yes, that’s me. A ‘suitor’ for you! Perhaps you should like to date me madam?” Namjoon says in an accent.

As I laugh, I think, Was he always this funny? I guess he’s more goofy now than in high school.

“Nah, I’m not ready to date anyone. I have to start my own architectural corporation first,” I say wistfully. Someday.

“Oh yeah, I bet you’ll be able to do that. You always were so driven, even in high school,” Namjoon says, reminiscing.

“Ugh, don’t remind me! I remember when I missed senior homecoming because I had to study.”

I wanted to go, but I had a huge AP chem test the next day that I ‘couldn’t afford to fail.’ So, while my other classmates were dancing to ‘Party Rock’ I was at home poring over my textbooks. It paid off, I suppose, because I aced the test, but it wasn’t worth missing homecoming.

“Those dances weren’t that fun anyways,” Namjoon says, breaking my train of thought.

“Oh! Yes I guess they weren’t. I wonder how everyone’s doing nowadays. I haven’t spoken to any of them in ages,” I mused. I’m only friends with some of them on social media, and even then I don’t check it frequently enough to know what’s happening in their lives.

“Remember Cho Eun Jung? Well, now she’s a famous fashion designer. Heard her designs were featured in Paris Fashion Week or something. And little Kim Ha-Joon? He has a family of his own now. They moved to America a while ago,” Namjoon notes, nose crinkling as he thinks.

“Wow. Seems as if everyone’s out there living their life and I’m stuck in Seoul, single and still pursuing my dream career,” I say, melancholy sinking in. The truth is, what have I done with my life? Sure, I’m a successful architect but I’m not famous and I don’t have a family. I’m not even close with the family that I do have.

“Hey, don’t think of yourself that way. You’re still successful, I mean only five years and now you’re a top architect at one of the top corporations. I’d say that’s impressive,” Namjoon says, making me laugh.

“Thanks, Namjoon. And look at you, principal on Tonjung Elementary. That’s impressive. If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to Mr. Han?” Mr. Han was our principal when Namjoon and I went to Tonjung.

“I don’t mind at all, and he retired. I think he’s living around here somewhere with his wife,” replies Namjoon. I’m glad that Mr. Han retired, he deserves it. That man was an excellent principal.

“Oh, that’s good. I’m happy for him. I’m also happy for you, and I’m happy that we can catch up. I mean, we are going to be working together for a couple years,” I say sheepishly.

“That’s true. I’m glad that it’s you who I’m working with,” Namjoon says, flashing me a smile, his dimples prominent.

I smile back.

“Me too.”

(I won’t be adding many details about the new school design because I am not an architect and don’t want to mess up anything about the process :))

The months pass by in a whirlwind with planning and sketching the new school. Namjoon and I try to make it similar to the old one, but there are a few modern adjustments that we add.

Currently, all of the students are having to go to school in a neighboring town. Namjoon and I work as quickly as we can so that they can come back and attend school here.

September arrives and with it cooler weather. The leaves are starting to turn their gorgeous shades and I start wearing my knit sweaters.

One day I’m heading over to Namjoon’s house because I forgot my laptop charger. I knock on his cerulean door and he answers, smiling that cute grin of his.

“Hey y/n! Come on in. I’m assuming you’re here for your laptop charger?”

I step inside, replying “Yes! I can’t believe I left it here. I’m so forgetful sometimes.”

I grab it off of the coffee table, and am about to leave when Namjoon clears his throat.

“Would…you like to stay for a bit? I remember you wanting to watch that new k-drama and it just came out. You don’t have to though if you don’t want to! Sorry, I just thought maybe-“

“Namjoon,” I interrupt, smiling internally at his shyness, “It’s fine. I’d love to stay for a while. I’m glad that you remember when the k-drama was coming out because I sure didn’t!”

After popping popcorn (our second bag as Namjoon burnt the first batch) and grabbing sodas we settle down to watch ‘Business Proposal’ (I know it didn’t come out this early but I love this k-drama okay? 😭).

We binged the whole season that afternoon. After the last episode my stomach hurt from all the popcorn and soda but my heart was full.

“The last scene was so pretty! Those cherry blossoms…” I sigh as I lean back into the couch, “I can only dream to have such a perfect proposal someday.”

“I know the right person will come along y/n. Just wait and see,” Namjoon says with such certainty that I look at him. How does he know that I’ll find someone?

“Yeah, I guess so,” I reply, letting my head drop to the couch. If I close my eyes, I can just imagine that this little moment was perfect. Namjoon and I in a perfect bubble. No outsiders or prying parents to belittle me.

‎♪ looking at it now

it all seems so simple ‎♪

I hear the sound of a flash and open my eyes to see Namjoon holding a Polaroid camera.

“Hey! Did you just take a picture of me?” I gasp at him as he grins sheepishly.

“Maybe?”

“Why?” I ask him, trying to grab the camera out of his hand.

“Because! Look,” Namjoon says, showing me the picture.

I look so pensive, eyes closed to the world. The sun beams down through the window and hits my face perfectly like I’m in a movie. My hair is spread on the couch in a surprisingly beautiful way.

‎♪ we were lying on your couch

I remember ‎♪

“Wow, I didn’t know you had such a touch for photography Namjoon!” I praise, seeing the man blush.

“Oh, it’s not that hard when I have a great subject to photograph.” Namjoon waves off the compliment.

“Can I keep the picture?” I ask, grinning excitedly when he drops it into my hands, “Thanks!”

Namjoon holds the camera out in front of both of us. “Let’s take a selfie together, y/n.”

“Okay!” I say, getting close and throwing up a peace sign. Flash!

‎♪ you took a Polaroid of us

then discovered ‎♪

The picture comes out beautifully, the sun hitting the two of us just right and our beaming faces genuine.

“Aww, we look so cute Namjoon. Why don’t you keep this picture because you let me keep the first one. A memory when we watched Business Proposal!” I cheer, feeling happy for the first time in a while.

When was the last time I let myself just be with someone? No work, no worrying about parents or expectations. Just me and them.

‎♪ the rest of the world was black and white

but we were in screaming color ‎♪

I blink, surprised with my sudden desire to cry. Was my life so monotone that simple moments like these made me happy? Did…Namjoon make me happy? No, it was just the fun of hanging out with someone. That’s why, I’m riding the high of having a true friendship. No other reason.

‎♪ and I remember thinking

are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

It’s December and the air is cooler as winter sneaks in. I’m over at his house about a week until Christmas, complaining about my parents (yet again).

“They want me to go to their annual Christmas party! Which is fine, because, like, my family will be there, but that means a night of suffering as they compare me to my cousins. Half of my cousins are married, some have children, and the others at least live close by. I don’t check any of those boxes so they’ll just use the night to make me feel guilty!” I rant while sitting on Namjoon’s couch.

‎♪ looking at it now

last this december ‎♪

Namjoon winces.

“I’m sorry…do your parents even know how they make you feel?”

“But it’s not just my family! You know my parents, they invite the whole damn town!” I plow on, then stop after realizing Namjoon said something, “Sorry, what did you say?”

“I said that I’m sorry and asked if your parents know how bad they make you feel. It’s obvious they don’t, but have you tried talking to them about it?” Namjoon repeats.

“Oh, don’t apologize. It’s not your fault they’re this way. And yeah, I have tried to talk to them. Since high school, actually, when I told them I wanted to pursue being an architect. But they turned it down immediately! They didn’t even listen to me!” I put my head into my hands.

Namjoon puts his arm around me in a half hug.

“I wish there was a way for me to help you, y/n. If it makes you feel any better, I can come to the party with you. Your parents did invite me.”

Of course they did. They want me to find someone so desperately that they probably invited all of the eligible bachelors in Tonjung.

I lean into Namjoon’s hug, trying to absorb some of his calming aura.

‎♪ we were built to fall apart

then fall back together ‎♪

The day of the dreaded party arrives and I shove myself into a sparkly red dress that’s itchy and uncomfortable. I feel like a present.

At precisely 5:20pm my doorbell rings. Grabbing my purse I open the door to see Namjoon. In a suit. Wow, he cleans up nice.

“Joon! You look great. That suit looks great on you,” I babble. Since when have I been nervous around him?

“Same to you! Well, not about the suit but that dress. Looks really good on you,” Namjoon stumbles out. Looks like I’m not the only awkward one.

I smile.

“Thank you Namjoon. Shall we?”

“Oh! Before we leave, I wanted to give you your Christmas gift.” He brings out a small velvet box from behind his back.

I gasp, then say, “Joon! You didn’t have to get me anything. I didn’t get you anything!”

“It’s okay,” Namjoon says, stepping inside, “I don’t need anything. I’m just glad that we’re friends.”

He hands me the box and I open it. Inside is a simple chain necklace with a gold North Star charm at the end. I look closer at it and realize-

“Namjoon! This is your necklace! I can’t accept this. It’s yours!” I try to give him the box back but he refuses.

“Please accept it. It will look perfect on you,” Namjoon pleads, and after trying again to give it back but failing, I accept it.

“Okay, Joon, thank you. It’s beautiful. Could you help me put it on?”

“Of course.”

He takes it out gently and brings it in front of my neck. Fastening it carefully I look down at it.

It fits perfectly.

‎♪ ooh, your necklace hanging from my neck

the night we couldn’t quite forget ‎♪

The party is dull. My parents compare me to my cousins, introduce me to tasteless men, and force me to talk to their judgmental friends. Luckily, Joon is there to help ease some of the pain. We last about an hour before leaving, saying we have ‘work to do on the design.’ To which my parents ignore. Oh well. Who cares? Not me.

Namjoon and I go to his house after (we always go to his house instead of my Air BnB because I said it feels more cozy). We collapse on the couch and laugh, thinking about our escapades at the party. Counting how many mini quiches my cousin ate, seeing how many chocolates we could sneak into Namjoon’s pocket.

“Hey! Why don’t we do karaoke? That’ll be fun way to ring in Christmas!” Namjoon says excitedly. And he’s right. It is Christmas Eve after all.

“Okay,” I agree. And we move the coffee table and chairs and then plug in the machine. After a couple rounds we tire out and decide to just listen to the Christmas radio. Jingle Bell Rock comes on and I find myself pulling Namjoon up off the couch.

“C’mon Joon, dance with me!” He’s reluctant at first but eventually we find a rhythm, happy and free.

‎♪ when we decided, we decided

to move the furniture so we could dance ‎♪

White Christmas comes on and Namjoon grabs my hand and we start to slowly ‘waltz’ around the room (it’s mostly swaying). I feel my heart start to beat faster, my face flush.

‎♪ baby, like we stood a chance ‎♪

I can feel Namjoon’s body heat and force myself to look into his eyes. Those, caring, sweet, beautiful eyes. He looks back at me. Our faces are mere inches apart, and I slowly press my lips to his. He doesn’t pull away.

‎♪ two paper airplanes flying, flying, flying ‎♪

I spend the night, wearing his clothes and sleeping next to him. We cuddle up and wake up together on Christmas morning.

“Good morning beautiful,” Namjoon says in his deep morning voice.

I blush.

“Good morning Joon,” I reply, trying to hide my face.

“Merry Christmas,” he says, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

“Merry Christmas. I’m sorry I didn’t get you a gift,” I say, still thinking of what I could give him.

“Don’t apologize, sweetheart. You are the best gift.”

‎♪ and I remember thinking

are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

December turns to April, four months of dating Namjoon. My parents are overjoyed, but I manage to ignore their suggestive comments and instead focus on the man himself.

Valentine’s Day is a whole affair, Namjoon giving me the biggest bouquet of wildflowers, handpicked by him. And if that wasn’t enough, he also gifts me a whole bouquet of chocolate-covered strawberries (which he found out are my most favorite food ever). I get him a moon necklace that matches my North Star one, teasing, “Now we can be one of those cheesy couples who have matching necklaces.”

On a muddy spring day in March we make a spontaneous trip to a neighboring town’s traveling carnival. After buying sugary cotton candy and popcorn, Namjoon and I try our hands at the games. We each win a stuffed animal for each other, me winning him a koala and him winning me a giant panda. Their names are Koya and James respectively. The carousel is fun, us holding hands like lovesick teenagers the entire time and (probably) annoying all the kids riding. At the end of the day Namjoon and I go on the Ferris wheel, kissing sweetly at the top beneath the velvet starry sky.

Namjoon makes me feel the happiest I’ve ever felt. My self esteem has definitely improved and my heart is constantly full. He treats me like a queen and I hope that I treat him like the king that he is.

We go on cute dates around town. Coffee shop dates on rainy days, reading for hours on end at the library, feeding each other chocolate-covered strawberries at the park. Although, I think the best ones are either a simple afternoon at the beach or cuddling on the couch.

We often dance together in his living room, two souls in their own world. Just like the day of the Polaroid picture (which he has up on his wall), I feel as though I’m in my own bubble of joy.

‎♪ are we out of the woods yet?

are we in the clear yet? ‎♪

But not all good things last forever.

Talk of the future rarely come up, but when it does Namjoon is surprisingly avoidant of answering anything. I know that I have my job in the city, and I also know that he loves the beach and being away from crowds of people. How could this work?

A particularly bad argument leads to me storming out, irritated that Namjoon doesn’t want to discuss our relationship after the school is finished. And with how far it’s progressing, it looks to be done in about a year.

“Sweetheart, please. I’m not ready to talk about this yet because I don’t want to think about it,” Namjoon implores as I start to gather my things.

“You’re never ready. We have to talk about it someday, and I need to know about the future of us.” I’m so frustrated about this reoccurring disagreement, and this is a sign that it’s time for me to leave. “I’m leaving, I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” His hand on my arm only further annoys me.

“Sweets, please don’t leave. I just…have commitment issues. Forgive me, but thinking that far ahead makes me feel tied down. I just want to live in the moment,” he pleads.

I look into those dark eyes and see something vulnerable and raw in there. There’s a nagging voice in the back of my head that says to stay but I turn and go out the door.

“Y/n!”

‎♪ remember when you hit the brakes too soon?

twenty stitches in a hospital room ‎♪

I get into my car and start driving in the downpour. I don’t know where I’m going, but I do know that I need to get out of this town.

The rocky cliffs are jagged in the lightning and I angrily pump the gas once more. I see a shape dart out and try to hit the brakes. But I’m too slow. All I see is black as the world fades away.

‎♪ when you started crying, baby, I did too

but when the sun came up, I was looking at you ‎♪

I groggily open my eyes and the first thing I see is a body sitting in a chair. As I come to, I also notice curtains and an IV. I’m in a hospital.

“Y/n! Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I feel like it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let you leave I should’ve made you stay and you could’ve died…”

Namjoon.

He’s here.

I turn to look at him and smile weakly.

“Joon, it’s okay. I’m okay.”

Those words seem to break him and he comes and holds me close while sobbing.

‎♪ I was looking at you ‎♪

After he’s calmed down he tells me what happened. I hit a deer last night and had a concussion. After finding me and rushing me to the hospital I had to have twenty stitches (this probably isn’t accurate and I apologize).

Namjoon tells me that my parents have come to visit but I wasn’t awake when they came. It’s now two pm.

“I’m so sorry. So so sorry. It was my fault and I shouldn’t have let you leave-“

“Namjoon.” I cut off his rambling, “You sound like a broken record. It’s okay. I’m okay. Can we talk about what happened before the accident?” I know it’s quick, but I need to know before another horrible happens.

I feel his hand tense before he says, “Sure.”

“Please, Namjoon, tell me why you have commitment issues. I want to know everything about you. Please tell me. I want to be with you, I want to stay with you, but we need to be able to trust each other. Trust me, Namjoon,” I beg, trying to understand.

‎♪ remember when we couldn’t take the heat?

I walked out, I said “I’m setting you free” ‎♪

Namjoon casts his eyes down.

“I’m sorry y/n…you deserve to know. I-I’ll do my best to explain it.” He takes a deep breath before continuing. “The future used to be something I would obsess over, planned to the very last detail. I had a girlfriend that I dated all through college, and I truly thought that she was the one.” It doesn’t bother me that Namjoon had another girlfriend, but I’m surprised he didn’t tell me about her sooner.

“She was a part of my future, but I suddenly found out that she’s been cheating. That changed everything. My whole future was thrown askew. It was then that I decided to live freely and not worry about the future because I didn’t know what was in store. To not be tied down and to be spontaneous,” Namjoon finishes.

‎♪ but the monsters turned out to be just trees ‎♪

It makes so much sense, why he wants to live this free life. I understand that his past girlfriend scarred him in many ways, and I don’t blame him for being nervous. But I still wish he would’ve told me all this.

“I understand Namjoon, and I’m sorry that happened to you. Why didn’t you tell me this before? I know we’ve only been dating for a couple months, but I feel that this is something important to share.”

“I know, and I’m sorry. I should’ve told you all this. Do you think you could forgive me? I promise that I will try to be more open and think a little bit more about my future with you,” Namjoon vows.

“I will forgive you. Eventually. But we need to work on communication if we want this to work.” I raise my eyebrows at him.

“Deal.”

He leans over to kiss my cheek.

‎♪ when the sun came up you were looking at me ‎ ‎♪

And I let him.

‎♪ you were looking at me ‎♪

Two years later

The beach is hardly crowded today, only a few people set up with their umbrellas. Which is surprising, since it’s the start of summer. I guess the tourist waves hasn’t hit yet.

Joon carries a picnic basket in one hand and holds mine in his other. He says that he has a surprise date planned, but I don’t see much of a surprise because of the picnic basket.

We decided that it was best to take things slow, build up trust within one another. While the school was being finished, we took time to relax and get to know each other a bit better. Joon opened up more and I listened and now I better understand him. After the school was done, we had a big talk about our future.

I decided to quit my job and start my own architecture business in Tonjung, letting me live that CEO life while also being in Namjoon’s life. It’s a pretty successful corporation, as my main goal was to focus on smaller towns and help them.

I also had a big talking to with my parents. I explained how I felt and tried to get them to listen and understand me. They still want grandchildren, but they’re a little more understanding now of how that may or may not happen.

Joon and I aren’t even married yet, let alone thinking about children. Right now, all I want to do is enjoy this picnic ‘surprise’ date that he’s set up.

“Here’s the perfect spot for the picnic,” Joon says, leading me to a place away from other people while also being shaded. So much for a surprise.

We spread the blanket out then open the basket. I instantly see the chocolate-covered strawberries that I adore so much and grab one to munch on.

“You and your strawberries,” Joon says fondly, shaking his head at me.

“Hey, what can I say, I love them,” I mumble with my mouth full.

Joon laughs and I see those dimples of his pop out. That grin still never fails to make me have butterflies.

“And I love you.” He kisses the top of my head.

We enjoy the picnic and as we’re packing up Joon stops me.

“Wait, y/n, I have the surprise.”

I look at him questioningly as he pulls out a tiny box.

Then he gets down on one knee.

I start to go teary-eyed.

“Choi y/n, I know this isn’t a cherry blossom proposal from Business Proposal-“

I laugh at that, thinking about that evening.

“-but I hope this is just as special. You are the most talented, smart, amazing, and gorgeous woman I’ve ever met. Even in high school you were already surpassing everyone else. I’m so lucky to call you my girlfriend. Thank you for putting up with me and for loving me as I am. You never fail to make me laugh and always make me feel better when I’m having a rough day. I trust you more than anyone and I love you more than you will ever know.”

I let the tears fall as Joon finishes.

“And with that, I ask you, Choi y/n, will you marry me?”

Blinking, I answer the question.

“Yes.”

‎♪ are we out of the woods yet?

are we out of the woods yet?

are we out of the woods?

are we in the clear yet?

in the clear yet, good ‎♪

thanks for reading! 💕

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crdteezv · 7 months

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The Dress - Namjoon

Paring: namjoon x afab reader

Synopsis: Namjoon invited you to go to a banquet with him. You wanted to be mischievous and start teasing him to get under his skin. He doesn't know how long he can take all your teasing anymore.

Warings: degradation, praise, edging, slight exhibitionism/voyeurism, teasing, fingering, overstimulation, missionary, oral sex (receiving), thigh fucking, breast play, etc

Word Count: 2.4k words

Namjoon and all the other BTS members were invited to a yearly banquet for different K-pop groups. Since he is the leader of the group, all eyes will be on him tonight. He asked for you to come with him and of course, you couldn’t say no.

However, today you felt like being a little mischievous.

For the banquet, you decided to wear a long, slim tight red dress that showed off all your curves. The dress has a slit on your upper thigh which exposed a little bit of your leg. You knew he always had a thing for your thighs and legs. Your chest was exposed a little and it didn’t help that it was one of his favorite dresses you owned. He was the one that bought it for you since he thought red was your color and it looks good on you.

As you came downstairs, he waited by the door. As you were walking down, you saw his eyes do a full body scan from head to toe. You saw how his eyes lingered on your thighs. You knew the slit on your thigh always drove him crazy.

“Wow. You look so good baby. As always of course. You're really tempting me to bring you back upstairs and take that dress off you.”

You knew wearing this dress alone would drive him insane. That was your goal anyways. To see how far you can push him until he breaks.

“Aww, come on you know you can’t do that! You've been invited to this banquet and it's a really big deal. Let’s leave now so we won't be late.”

He nodded his head reluctantly and you both left the house.

You both arrived at the banquet and saw all the other BTS members there. You were assigned to the same table, naturally. You sat right next to Namjoon and got settled in. You guys all ate dinner, mingled, and overall had a good time. Later on, you both walked around to greet all the other idols that attended the event.

As you and Namjoon went back to your table, you decided to initiate your plans by teasing him. You were walking in a crowd of people and you wanted to be ahead of him. As you walk back, you slide in front of him and you shift your ass against him. You slowly grind against his crotch and he let out a groan in frustration.

“Fuck…”

The look on his face was almost cute to you because he was trying his best to hold back from making any noises.

“Stop it right now. Not in front of all these people.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I'm just trying to get back to our seats.” You let out a cheeky grin and he knew at this point you did that on purpose. He doesn’t know how long he could contain himself, and you wearing his favorite dress isn’t making it any better.

You guys eventually got back to your designated seats. It was just you and him at the table alone. He started to become hard for you - but certainly wasn’t going to tell you that. As the night went on, you kept doing little things to rile him up.

Like whenever you talked to him, you would give him a certain look that would cause him to have shivers down his spine.

This alone started to make him more flustered and he started stuttering on his words a little bit. You can tell he was starting to become more nervous and fidgety because of you.

You slowly start to put your hand on his thigh, rubbing it slowly. He gave you a death glare. His patience was running thin, and he doesn’t know how much longer he can take it.

“You better not do what I think you’re going to do. We're in public right now. Let’s save this for when we go home, alright love?”

“Aww, but I was just about to get to the fun part…” You say, with a fake frown plastered on your face.

Ignoring the conversation you just had, you start to slowly unzip his pants and put your hand on top of his crotch area, rubbing slowly. You look at his face and saw the expression he made. He threw his head back and let out a silent “fuck” under his breath.

You were enjoying every second of this.

You started to put your hand lower and stroked him up and down under the table. He was attempting to keep his composure and have a poker face.

J-hope walked up to the table because he had a question for Namjoon. The whole time they were talking, you continued pumping your hand up and down his cock. He didn’t move a muscle, and talked to J-hope as if you weren’t rubbing one out for him right now.

J-hope eventually left, leaving the two of you alone again.

Namjoon had enough of your constant teasing and wanted to put an end to it. He removed your hand from his dick and proceeded to zip up his pants. He leaned over to your ear and says

“Oh baby, after all the shit you pulled tonight… I hope you know I'm going to fuck you stupid tonight.”

You were shocked by this because you’re not used to his aggressive behavior. Usually, he is fairly sweet towards you. However, it seems you really pushed him to the edge tonight.

As the banquet came to an end, you went back to the car. He was silent the whole time. You were starting to become nervous. You almost believed that he was seriously mad at you.

“Hey, look I hope you know I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take it that far-”

Suddenly, he placed his hand on your thigh; the other still on the wheel.

“Darling, you know you didn’t have to say that, right? I already told you what’s about to happen to you tonight. You forced my hand, and I have to show you what happens when you want me to act out. I find it funny that you think you can make me do whatever your little heart desires so easily.”

His hand slowly goes in between your legs, pulling your panties to the side.

“When in reality, you’re the one who always does exactly what I want, baby.”

He started rubbing his fingers against your clit.

You let out a small moan, which made him plaster a stupid grin on his face. The way he was driving and touching you at the time was making you feel extremely aroused for him.

“Aww baby girl, you’re already making such a mess for me just from the fingers alone. Let me just-”

He started to slap his hand on your pussy. You start whining from the mixed pain and pleasure you were feeling. For a second, he looked at you and gave you a look that sent shivers down your spine.

“Already whining? You’re so pretty love - and just for me.”

He then shoved 2 of his fingers inside your pussy, and started to pound them into you. You were trying not to moan out loud because you know that was what he wanted, and you didn’t want to give in.

All of this was payback for him - he was enjoying every second of it.

“Come on honey, I know you want to moan for me. You're practically dripping all over the seat.”

You looked down and saw that a wet spot was forming in between your legs.

This flustered you and made you squirm in your seat, simultaneously clenching on his fingers.

“You’re so cute when you get flustered for me baby. Keep squirming - I know you love this.”

All of this was starting to drive you crazy. You don’t know how long you can handle him.

“I'm so close. Please let me-”

He quickly took his hand off your clit, shamelessly edging you. You became agitated and let out a grunt in frustration.

He laughed and said, “Aww, that’s so cute. You thought I would let you finish just like that. Anyways, we’re home now.”

You looked over and saw that you indeed had arrived home. You were lost in your own world to realize it.

He parked the car in the driveway and got out. He went around the hood to your side so he could open the door for you. You supported yourself on his arm slightly, still weak in your knees from all the teasing. He helped you inside and guided you to your shared bedroom.

However, he started to give you the silent treatment and act like nothing happened. He began to change into his sleepwear and it seemed like he was planning on going straight to sleep.

You were mad that he just left you hanging like that. You were so close and he just had to steal your orgasm away from you.

He was laid down on the bed and began to read a book, as it was his nightly routine.

Since he didn’t seem to be paying you much mind, you decided to go into his side of the closet and dig out the white dress shirt he had under his suit earlier in the night so you could slip it on. You slipped your panties off in the process.

He started to look at you up and down, mentally questioning what you were doing wearing his clothes. You ignore his facial expressions and jump straight into bed, slowly starting to spread your legs. Since you didn’t feel satisfied from earlier, you started to rub circles on your clit, giving Namjoon a nice presentation. The look on his face was absolutely priceless, and something you knew you’d tease him about for a long time. He bit his lip and tried his best not to entertain your antics.

This was, however, his last straw.

He put down his book on his bedside table and took off his glasses. He leaned over the bed to get to you and started to slowly kiss you. He replaced your hand on your clit with his, using his other hand to pin yours above your head.

He started to kiss down your body, on your neck, tits, your hips. Interestingly enough, he decided to leave his shirt on you. He kissed down to your thighs and looked down at your pussy. He saw how wet you were for him and decided he had teased you enough tonight.

He spread your thighs open and started eating you out.

You didn’t care how loud you were being. You were practically screaming from how good he was making you feel.

He was still rubbing your clit almost aggressively and was eating you out like it was his last meal.

You were starting to see stars and just wanted to cum.

But Namjoon wasn’t even close to being done with you.

He pulled off of your pussy and started to pull down his sweatpants. He took out his dick and started rubbing it against your entrance. He rubbed it against your clit as well, knowing how sensitive you probably were.

He closed your thighs together around his cock and started slowly fuck your thighs. He was edging himself before fucking you. He began to moan for you from how good you were making him feel, which felt silly to you as he was just using your body.

All you wanted though was for him to put himself inside of you. You started moving your hips up he caught on and said

“Oh baby, you’re so fucking needy for me. I’ve never seen you like this before. I guess my teasing from earlier really got to you huh?”

Before you could even answer, he spread your legs open and shoved his dick inside of you.

You gasped out loud because you weren't expecting him to put it in so fast. But you weren’t complaining at all.

He used one of his hands to grip the headboard and start fucking himself into you. You both were melting into each other’s touch. He had been pent up since the banquet, and been wanting to fuck you since he saw you in that pretty fucking dress of yours.

Usually, he would usually go gentle and slow with you but tonight was a different story.

His strokes were hard but sensual at the same time.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck, and you were squirming around from how aggressive he was fucking you.

He put his hand down the shirt you were wearing and grabbed onto your boobs. He started to twist one of your nipples, putting the other into his mouth.

All this stimulation you were feeling was starting to make you feel dizzy.

He moved onto the other boob and sucked on it, all the while pounding into you. You were both reaching your breaking point.

He stopped sucking your tits and grabbed your legs and puts them over his shoulders.

He went down to your ear and whispered, “Baby I’m so close, so I need you to be good and cum with me okay?” You were too out of it to form words, so you nodded your head in agreement instead.

He started fucking you harder than before, without showing any signs of slowing down. He got so carried away that he didn’t realize how rough he was being with you.

You both finish at the same time, you let out genuine moans that only Namjoon could string out of you. You were practically on the verge of tears from how good he had just made you feel.

“Oh my god, honey are you ok? I’m sorry for being extra rough on you tonight. It’s just I’ve been wanting to do this since you came out in that dress. You know what it does to me.”

You appreciated how he always checks in after you both you’re done. He makes sure you’re not hurt, cleans you up, and prompts you to drink water.

“I'm okay, and I’m sorry for being annoying at the banquet. I just wanted to tease you a little bit, you know?”

He let out a little chuckle.

“Well, look what happens when you try to tease me.”

You look down to see the mess you made all over the bed. Your body fluids mingled together on the sheets.

You became embarrassed and tried to get up to clean up but he stopped you.

“It’s okay baby, I got it. Just lay down and go to sleep. I’ll clean up everything, okay?”

You nodded and smiled at the fact that you had the best boyfriend in the world.

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yoongimarriedme · 2 months

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Synopsis:

In the bustling world of global entertainment, Min Yoongi, a member of the iconic boy band BTS, is at the peak of his career. He is engaged to Y/N L/N, one of the most influential actresses in the industry, and their relationship has captivated the attention of fans and media worldwide. However, Y/N's past lover, Jung Yi-Hyun now a sensational actor and idol, unexpectedly re-enters their lives, stirring up emotions and creating a rift in their seemingly perfect relationship. . . . As Yi-Hyun vies for Y/N's affection and tries to rekindle their past romance, Yoongi is faced with the painful reality of possibly losing the woman he loves. Despite his internal struggle, he ultimately decides to prioritize Y/N's happiness above his own, even if it means letting her go. . . . Y/N and Yi-Hyun's revived love for each other comes at its own cost. Or maybe, it hadn't come back to life at all. Maybe, Y/N was wrong about who her heart was beating for all along and maybe, just maybe, someone's heart was going to get broken again.

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Star speaks:

Hey everyone!

If you're a fan of a second-chance (ish) angsty, love triangle romance which has the 'I can't love anyone other than you,' This one's for you :) . . . note: This IS a Min Yoongi fanfic, so we all know that the OC will end up with him :)) Ps.

This story is a pure work of fiction and fake scenarios. I own the plot line of both Y/N and the story. This is a fictional version of each BTS member or any other celebrity mentioned and DOES NOT REFLECT THEIR ACTUAL LIFE/PERSONALITY.

I have twisted a few things around for BTS such as dating rules and military enlistments (all of them are done serving in the military) so that they align with my plot. Please do not copy my work.

Thank you for reading so far! I hope you enjoy the book.

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cyphersyndromes · 2 years

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downtime | kim namjoon

sypnosis: you and namjoon have always been busy with hectic schedules due to him being an idol and you being a full-time producer...you planned a day off for just the both of you to spend but once again get bombarded with unexpected calls from work.

warnings: bratty namjoon, boobplay, namjoon big body

pairing: namjoon x reader

saturday evening, you and namjoon were planning to meet up in your vacation estate in jeju island. typically when the both of you had dates, it would consist of namjoon renting a whole restaurant for a certain time frame and a walk near Han river, where you both had your first kiss whilst looking at a firework show.

the way the both of you met was very cute and romantic, you were reading a jane austen book Emma whilst sitting on a park bench. beside you was your Chiweenie dog Hachi, laying on your lap while u read into the sunset. you were very fond of the area as it was near your workplace and often took walks while on break or after work.

of course there were always people passing by engulfed in their own conversations, however, you found peace in that area, making it your sanctuary and a designated reading spot

sitting on the bench engulfed in your book, you notice the sounds of paws coming towards you at an alarmingly fast rate and see a white eskimo dog with fluffy fur run to you.

your dog stands up from your legs and barks lowly but you quickly calm her down as the white dog sticks its tongue out in excitement and puts his paw on your leg. you pat the dog's head as you notice the dog has a leash on its collar.

"MONIIII" you hear a male voice yell from a close distance, you raise ur head and notice a tall man with black hair slowly run up to you once he realizes his dog is with you.

" oh my goodness im so so so sorry, I was walking him and he got too excited by a stupid squirrel and I lost control of the damn leash and he ran off," he says slightly out of breath from chasing him from the other side of the park

you chuckle and look at him, noticing how handsome he was, even if he was panting for dear life.

" no worries your all good, it happens to the best of us" you pause as you see your dog and his dog sniffing each others butts.

"looks like they are already fond of each other" you say as you put down your book slowly, placing it on your lap

he looks at the dogs and then back at you.

"guess so" he laughs while he squats down and grabs his dogs leash

"im so sorry for the inconveniece truly" he says as he gets back up looking at you

"please dont worry about it haha, your dog is very cute, what's its name?" you say as you gently pet the dog's head

he looks into your eyes and evidently gulps

"R-rapmon, got him in 2014"

"Rapmon??" you say as it is quite a peculiar name for a dog

"long story actually, but yeah hes been with me for a long time and apparently he loves to chase squirrels," he says with a sarcastic smile

"long story huh? im all ears " you say shifting your position on the bench with a straight back whilst patting the spot on the bench next to you

he looks at you and smiles, sitting down next to you, evidently feeling butterflies in his stomach

from that moment on namjoon and you kept contact with each other as you spent the night talking about your pets, your job, and quite random things

it was love at first sight

riding in namjoons car, you engulf the scenery in Korea as you make your way to your estate , hands interlocked with namjoon as he has one hand on the wheel and the other intertwined with yours.

"almost there" he says as he looks at the GPS announcing its 3 minutes away.

you sigh in relief, wanting to just relax at least for one day.

you turn your head to your boyfriend who is concentrating on the road

"you look so hot driving" you say slightly squeezing his hand

he chuckles

"just got my license baby" he says

"about time, your time as passenger princess is over because your going to be driving me everywhere now" you say as you stick your tongue out at him, recalling the past 2 years of your duty as the driver role in the relationship.

"whatever you say princess" he says as he turns to the gate of your estate, putting in the number and pulling in to the big house

you were fucking wealthy.

it was nearing sunset and you and namjoon unloaded your items from the car and sunbathed by the pool while reading the same book, kind of like a mini book club but instead its you and your bookworm boyfriend

you enjoyed talking about the book while exchanging sweet kisses and him picking u up while jumping into the pool, making you both drenched, but you both couldn't resist being playful with each other

you both cleaned up and were now watching the sunset while drinking mimosas that namjoon made. he held your waist whilst resting his other hand in the ground,

you looked at the sunset and admired its beauty. you turn your head to namjoon to find him staring at you with the most admiring eyes.

"you truly are so beautiful y/n" he says as his attention averts from your eyes to your lips, slowly leaning in

"so so beautiful" he whispers sweetly whilst softly placing his lips on yours, kissing you ever so softly.

butterflies and fireworks erupt in your stomach anytime your boyfriend does something, he truly is so romantic and never fails to make you giddy.

you and namjoon engulf in each others lips whilst you hear your phone ringing from your pocket

you slowly pull away from his lips as you grab your phone and see your boss is calling you.

fuck.

"ughh its my boss" you say sulking as you just wanted this day to be just your and namjoons.

"its okay my love, take it" he says and gives u accepting eyes

you nod and answer while slowly getting up

"Hello?" you answer the phone

"Y/n? Hi, Hey I know it's your day off but I sent over samples that we just went over with heize, we need your approval to go on, I'm sorry I know this is last minute b_"

"N-no its fine, ill look over them right now sir" you cut him off

"Oh really?! Thank you so much y/n I really appreciate that from you, it will just be quick" he says

"I got it, no worries, bye sir," you say as you hang up and walk back over to namjoon who is still looking at the sunset, hearing your conversation.

"I'm sorry baby, they want me to go over some samples real quick, I just need to give my yes, and then ill be back to you," you say genuinely upset.

"it's okay baby, seriously go ahead," namjoon says with a reassuring smile.

you bend down to give him a peck and walk inside to your computer to review the samples.

it had already been 30 minutes since you were reviewing these samples, they sounded peculiar so you gave a note with ur comments, engulfed in your work. you know you shouldn't be this uptight with work right now, especially on your day off but you cant help it.

you were listening to the last sample as you see namjoon coming in from the outside, merely dragging his feet like a little boy, however you don't notice his sulky expression.

he looks at you, entrapped in your job. he huffs but opens the fridge and grabs a bottle of water, placing it on the counter.

namjoon opens it and drinks it while looking at you, noticing how hot you look when your focused.

he always found your drive for work so sexy and admirable, your dedication to music really pulled him in as he too loves producing music

namjoon puts down his water and walks to you, noticing no glance from you.

frustrated, he places his hands on the table and stares at you.

you look up from your computer to see namjoon standing in front of you.

you pull away your headphones, "hi baby, ill be done in a few minutes" you say to him immediately pulling ur headphones back on, once again engulfed in the sample, critiquing it.

Namjoon huffed and made his way to your chair, standing behind you, looking at your screen

he leaned over and paused the music. you look over while putting your headphones away slightly

“hey!!, please baby just 5 more minutes i promise” you say to him as you put your headphones back and play the music

namjoon rolled his eyes, not in annoyance but in frustration, he’s been thinking about you for 30 minutes outside, in not so heavenly ways.

he scoffed while placing his hand on the arm rest of your chair and slowly leaning his head towards your neck, feeling his warm breath on your skin

you widen your eyes, realizing namjoon was going to get your attention one way or another.

he placed kisses on your neck while tracing patterns on your thigh

you softly bite your lip, not wanting to draw into his tactics

he moves his hand to your headphone, pulling them away from your ear so he has acess to your earlobe, placing kisses there, your weakspot.

you could hear his breathing against you, everything was so hazy

“i need you princess” he whispers against your ear whilst placing soft kisses near it,sending shivers down your body.

you pause the music

“n-namjoon i need to focus on this” you said obviously shaken up

he hums in disagreement as his hand inches closer to your heat, your body reacting naturally by slowly spreading your legs

“you promised no work” he whined like a baby

“i know i know” you said while moving your head, allowing namjoon more access to you

he quietly growls against your ear

“i shouldn’t put it off joonie” you say faintly as he is rubbing you from your shorts,

“but you can” he says while leaving faint marks on ur neck

you slightly moan as u feel his tongue circling on ur neck

he smirks and stops

“fuck it “ you say as you take off your headphones standing up and smashing your lips on your boyfriends, moaning into the kiss as you were near soaked from your panties

namjoon pushed you on the desk as your tongues were fighting against eachother.

he wrapped his hands around your waist, making his way to the band of your bra and unhooking it, smirking into the kiss.

you pull off your shirt while namjoon takes off your bra, breaking the kiss swiftly

he looks at your boobs and back to you

“so fucking sexy” he says while moving his lips from ur chin to ur nipple, giving you kitten licks while he moves his hand to your other boob, playing with ur areola

you moaned as he played with your nipples, knowing that was your most sensitive area.

feeling overstimulated, you tug on namjoons shirt, wanting to see more of him.

he stops sucking your boobs to take off his shirt, revealing his large frame and you could’ve sworn your pussy was throbbing

namjoon looked so sexy, tan body with muscular and broad shoulders, alongside a long chain dangling from his neck. he was all yours

you grab his arms and feel his bicep, smirking up at him.

“your going to be the death of me, kim namjoon” you say as he carries your body from the desk to kitchen counter.

“i’m gonna pound that pussy right here” he says against your ear

fuck

pt2 with smut?!?

#kimnamjoon #namjoon #rm #bts #btssmut #drabble #oneshot #namjoondrabble #namjoon smut #namjoon x reader

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blackswan446 · 4 months

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class president || yan!knj

❝ You are the most oblivious person I've ever met, and it's adorable. What I want from him, my love, is you. I didn't think I could be more obvious. ❞

it started as one text.

short texting au

yan!knj

cw: mentions of sexual innuendos

read this story + more on my wattpad: brownsugalatte

#yandere bts #bts #bts jhope #bangtan jhope #j hope bts #knj #kimnamjoon #yanderekimnamjoon #knj x reader #myg #jhs #kth #tannies #knj fic #wattpad #junghoseok

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moo-reads · 1 year

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Kim Namjoon

bold + italics = top fave!

NEED TO READ

FAVORITES!

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badbyeyoongi · 2 years

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Go to my recommendation page for Yoongi fanfics, BTS reactions & more. It has all the fanfics I read that I don’t share on this page!

Mostly Yoongi & Jungkook 🤍

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hoebaring · 2 years

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Open Books (41) | Kim Namjoon

An unpredicted switch of journals brings two strangers close. Strangers with similarly perturbing experiences, and beautifully healing souls. Abused, bullied, and traumatized, they help each other, and those around them break away from similar experiences, heal and grow gracefully. With thoughtful emotions, and ever growing minds, Y/n and Namjoon are delicate heroes.

They understand the best in each other, and the worst, like open books.

Tags/Warnings :- Child abuse, domestic violence, traumatized characters, bullying, self harm, mentions of toxic relationships, angst. I know it's dark but trust me it gets better! namjoonXreader, Namjoon and Y/n, A slow burn romance, fluff, strangers to friends, strangers to lovers, self love, healing, etc.

Cross posted on Wattpad

Written by Author G

Word Count :- 875 words

Additional Warnings :- THEIR FIRST DATE TOGETHER!! YALL NAMJOON IS A LITTLE TOO SMUG 🥺🤩🙊😭 a little too cheesy but who cares?!? A DATE IN A GREENHOUSE!!

Masterlist Previously Next

~Never Felt More Alive~

The sweet smell of flowers wafts through the air delightfully as soft rays of sunlight filter through the glass walls of the greenhouse they are standing in, shy eyes wandering about the flowery conservatory, mind, and heart jumping gleefully at the thought of this, them, finally being true.

The little things that led up to this day make the situation all the more exciting for them. The usual walk back to the dorm from the university, once they had returned from the trip, had turned heart flutteringly quiet.

Furthermore, they had gotten to see a new side of each other.

A side of Y/n that is timid and bashful in the cutest way possible, and a side of Namjoon that is, contrasted to Y/n, confident and expressive in a slightly smug way, which explains how he was the one to sneakily hold her hand, fingers interwoven as their shoulders bumped into each other, not a word needed to be spoken because a simple look and the slightest change in body language is already a conversation.

A conversation that draws a rather vivid sketch of how their relationship was more than what it was a day ago.

They now can revel in the confirmation that the numerous butterflies fluttering in their stomachs dance to the beat of hearts that feel the same way for each other while they blush, hesitantly look into each other's eyes only to get lost in the intricate detail decorating their irises as the delicate emotions evident in them paint the most perfect picture.

As Y/n and Namjoon walk quietly around the rows of potted plants basking in the sun, they can't help but shyly smile at each other, before giggling. The giggles soon turn into quiet laughs and Y/n decides to break the silence.

"Why does it feel so awkward.. ?" She voices out through laughter aimed at the ridiculously new feeling.

"Well.." Namjoon starts, taking her hand in his. "I don't know why. But, I like it very much" He smirks, laughing once she rolls her eyes, a faint blush tickling her cheeks gently.

"When the hell did you become so smug?" She complains, a playful frown etched on her face, pulling her arm away from his, brisk walking as if to get away from him although anywhere away from him is the last place she wants to be.

"Why? Don't you like it?" He laughs, jogging behind her, holding her hand once more as the smirk on his face grows bolder.

"I like it, l-like you" Y/n stutters as she tries to get back at him, cursing herself for doing so. Namjoon finds it cute. Adorable, in fact. And he doesn't shy away from voicing it out, which consequently, makes her a blubbering mess.

"...You're so adorable" He exclaims, ruffling her hair up in the process.

"Shut up" She grumbles out, the faint blush turning bolder as she looks up into his eyes. It's right at this moment that she realizes, that nothing much has changed between them.

It's the same amount of adoration as yesterday that paints his eyes, the same amount of care, and the same amount of affection. The only thing that makes this whole process feel so new is that they are both aware of the other's feelings.

Discovering new sides of each other (like this slightly annoying side of Namjoon) is natural for them. To learn something new, handle it, and grow together, is, simply put, their 'thing'.

"You wanna buy something?" Namjoon asks, still holding the eye contact Y/n had initiated as she smiles a wholesome smile, making him want to melt in place.

"Yeah! They're all so beautiful!"

"Like you"

Y/n had expected that, and, she was getting used to it. Yet, nothing can stop her from blushing again. That's just how much he affects her.

"Okay, one, let's go around and search for the ones we like. And two, you stole that from me!" She complains as he laughs, walking away with an aim: to cool down so she can get that damn blush off of her face!

However, that mission fails, because, not much later on, their hands graze each other's when they move to grab the same potted fern plant, which surprisingly, happens to be just as exciting as when he held her hand at his own will.

The sparkle that shimmers its way through Y/n's eyes when Namjoon suggests that they buy this together since they seemed to like it, makes him feel warm and fuzzy.

He notices how his heart isn't fluttering like crazy anymore. Rather, it is calm and tranquil.

At this moment, he understands that he isn't fond of merely the fluttering butterflies and crazed rapid beating of his heart.

It's the peace he feels when they are together that he truly enjoys.

It's the excitement of learning something new about themselves, which makes them love being in each other's company.

It's the thrill they receive while turning over new chapters of their lives during every moment together, that makes them yearn for more.

After all, life isn't about finding yourself. It's about building yourself.

It's about learning and growing every second of every hour, of every day.

This art of life comes naturally to them when together, and, they've never felt more peace.

They've never felt more alive.

And that is what makes their bond, them, special.

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bangtansboyf · 2 years

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❝ STRICTLY BUSINESS ❞

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SYNOPSIS ➢ anyone would want to help a young and cute omega who's in search of a job. but it seems that in this case, 7 single and rich ceo's especially would like to help.

AU ➢ omegaverse au! ceo au!

PAIRING ➢ ot7 x m!reader, rich!beta!seokjin, rich!alpha!namjoon, rich!beta!yoongi, rich!alpha!hoseok, rich!alpha!jimin, rich!beta!taehyung, rich!alpha!jungkook, assistant!omega!male!reader

CONTENT WARNING ➢ there will be mature themes in this series; eating disorders, attachment issues/seperation anxiety, nonverbal characters, insomnia, dom/sub undertones, eventual sex/knotting. (more may be added throughout chapters)

RATING ➢ 19+ [do not read if you are a minor]

AUTHORS NOTE ➢ before you read!! : the reader is a male omega and in my story he will have the same reproductive system as a female. hence, he will have a vagina instead of a penis. due to the fact that omegas in my series will all have a vagina. however, in this omegaverse, that is seen as normal for male omegas. also, it will not be called a 'vagina' due to some ftm active readers that may read it and in order to not trigger anyone. there will be warnings on each chapter if necessary. if you arent into that then feel free to find another story that might suit your taste, no shame in it. [hate will be blocked]

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CHAPTERS !

➢ one ; [seems like you had no idea that when you put an ad onto a website for omegas titled, 'young omega needs help to make money' you would have alot more replies then you expected.]

< chapter one: moodboard >

➢ two ; [finally finding a job after who knows how long is enough for you, but it seems the workload is something that you underestimated.]

< chapter two: moodboard >

[ more comin soon :) ]

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colourfulnightmare · 6 years

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💡lights with RM 💡

#bts #bangtan #bangtanboys #rm #rapmonster #kimnamjoon #kimnamjoon x reader #namjoon x reader #rapmonster x reader

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serendipityjxmn · 3 years

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Mr. President

Moodboard:

Pairing/Characters: Park Jimin x Reader, Jimin x Reader, all BTS members

Chapter Count: 29 chapters

Total Words Count: TBD

Genre: marriage contract, romance, drama, smut (mature, 18+ explicit content), mafia, violence

Status: Completed

Schedule: New chapter Monday and Friday every week (tentatively)

Description:

Growing up with an abusive brother, you’ve never once been treated like a human being. One life mishap after another and you find yourself out on the streets, homeless with no one to help. And you’re determined to meet the President who holds the power to decide your life. But when you come to face with Mr. Park, a man with a face too beautiful to be true, he dismisses you like you’re nothing.

And when you’re confronted by your enraged brother, he seems determined to end your life and you’ve come to accept the fact that you’re going to die, only to be saved by Mr. Park.

You owe him your life. Literally.

And perhaps several hundred dollars.

So what happens when he offers a marriage contract as repayment?

A/N: And I'm back with a new story! Centered around Jimin as always because I'm weak in the knees for him ;) This time it's based around mafia Jimin, and married life! I hope you guys enjoy! <3

As I said above, I'm planning to update twice in a week, Monday and Friday but sometimes I get a little too excited so I might post more than twice in a week ;)

I feel like I just need to put this out, to protect myself because I'm very fragile xD that I'm not a very good writer, I just do this out of passion and love for the boys but that doesn't mean I'm talented so I hope you guys can read this with an open heart. But I will always keep on trying to improve myself so I can come back with better work each time.

And if it's not too much, and if you happen to love the story and willing to buy me a coffee, drop me a visit here! Lastly, you guys are amazing <3

Oh and lastly, haha fr last note, if you guys want to search for asks about this story, you can search for #serendipityjxmnasks #mrpresidentasks so yeah that's it! enjoy the ride ^_^

Date Posted: 210321

Date Completed: 210608

Chapter Index:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29 Epilogue

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jungkookstatts · 1 year

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Jungkookstatts Matsterlist

[Last Updated]: February 7, 2024

[Codes]: [☀]: fluff, [⛆]: angst, [❤]: smut, [♔]: drabble

[Disclaimer]: What is currently on this list is all that I have written so far. More is to come <3. The list is organized in order from oldest to newest.

Jeon Jungkook [전정국]

“You’re Sick, Baby,” [☀]

Massage Envy [☀] [❤]

University Superstar [☀] [⛆] [❤]

- JEON 07 [☀] [❤]

- Drabble 1 [☀] [♔]

- Drabble 2 [☀] [❤] [♔]

- Drabble 3 [☀] [♔]

When She Loved Me [⛆] [❤]

Not in the Way You Think [☀] [⛆] [❤]

What We Need [☀] [❤]

Drabble 1 [☀]

Drabble 2 [☀] [❤]

All Over Again [☀] [❤]

Cherry Flavored [☀] [❤]

Kim Namjoon [김남준]

Eight Years [☀] [❤]

Drabble 1 [☀] [♔]

Kim Taehyung [김태형]

As Thunder Rolls [☀] [⛆] [❤]

About Me + Asks

안녕하세요, 여려분 [Formal ‘about me’ post]

Ask's are under #jungkookstattsask

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yoongimarriedme · 2 months

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Pt 1- despise.

despise/dɪˈspʌɪz

- feel contempt or a deep repugnance for someone/something.

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"This is Jung-Yi hyun." The host introduced.

Yoongi greeted the man with a polite smile and extended a handshake. "We've heard about you. Seen a drama as well. Ah, and my friend is a fangirl when it comes to your music." He spoke, referring to Jimin.

Jimin had discovered about Yi-hyun a couple years ago when his single had topped the Hot 100. The moment he heard one of his most popular songs- 'Only you.' He was absolutely in love. He made Y/n listen to it, but she wasn't a fan (for obvious reasons).

"I'm glad to meet a fan." Yi-hyun shook Yoongi's hand and greeted back with a fan.

"Oh we aren't a fan. At least I'm not." Y/N spewed back bitterly, a sarcastic smile on her face. The host and Yoongi looked at her questioningly. Yoongi shot her a look that translated to 'Wtf, be nice.'

However, Yi-hyun simply chuckled. He was used to her comments, even after all this time.

"I see you've taken coming second to me quite seriously even after all this time." He retorted. This seemed to set something ablaze in Y/n's brain, and she was certain that she was going to throw hands.

Three years ago Y/n's debut song came second to Yi-hyun's comeback single. Saying that she was jealous and enraged was fair. However, the media made it worse by stirring up controversies about bad blood between them. Both of them cleared up rumors of any dispute. However, it was quite evident to everyone close to the woman that it had taken a toll on her.

"Hahahaha! Joke guy!" She laughed loudly, reiterating Jin's line from the Carpool Karaoke with James Corden. To ease the tension, the other two adults also laughed along.

Click!

A camera captured the moment. This would definitely be on social media tomorrow.

Headlines: Min Yoongi, Y/N L/N and Jung Yi-hyun captured sharing a moment of laugh! Tap to know the deets of their conversation.

After the awkward laughter died down, the two fiancés bid their goodbyes. The couple sat in their car. Y/N totally avoiding eye-contact with Yoongi.

She was honest with Yoongi about everything in her life. The parental pressure, running away from home, her celebrity relationships, etc. However, the biggest truth of her life she had hidden from him. He was completely clueless that the cocky actor and his sassy fiancée shared a past that left wounds on her heart. And that till date, she fears that Yoongi would abandon her as well, shattering her soul to pieces. She wouldn't be able to bounce back from that.

"So, do you want to talk about it or..." Yoongi trailed off.

"I'm sorry." She apologised abruptly.

"You don't need to apologise. It's just, some grudges are best to let go of. I mean, sure his song came above yours. But that's alright. You're way more popular than him anyways. And you have 2 dramas and 3 movies lined up for the next 5 years, not him. Not to mention you're also going to Hollywood for a project." He tried soothing her. The only way he could think of right now was to boost her ego a bit. He didn't mind at all, actually. He was proud of her. She worked hard and is getting what she deserves. "Oh, and you're going to get married to me. Not him." He smirked proudly. This made Y/N laugh.

"Yoongi, are you establishing yourself as a trophy wife?" She joked as she placed a hand on her chest in a dramatic way.

"Of course I am, halmoni." He joked back, earning himself a playful smack on the arm.

"Ya, ajhussi, you're the one who's older here." She pointed at him.

"Whatever you say, grandma." He chuckled and pretended to bite her finger. The two laughed and she laced her hand with his. He looked at her with eyes full of light and love. Y/N felt the tension rise from her shoulders.

On the other hand, Yi-hyun sat in his car, trying to catch his breath. He loosened his tie and ran a hand through his hair. He'd seen her in pictures on the news and Instagram that he stalked once in a while. However, seeing her in person had hurt more than anything he had ever experienced. From the outside he might look like the strongest, boldest man alive. But in his heart, guilt feasted on his feelings. Every day he regretted the day he left the one love of his life for the other one- stardom.

Seeing the diamond ring on her ring finger and her hand looped around Yoongi's made his head and heart hurt. He felt like shit.

"So? What have you decided?" Kim Seong-ju, his assistant and best friend asked him through the phone.

"Yeah. I'll do it. I'll do the movie with Y/n." He gulped.

"And possibly ruin her seemingly perfect life? Again?" He spoke a little harshly. Seong-ju was there for Yi-hyun throughout everything. However, it did not mean that he was okay with whatever he would do. And the mistake he was the most upset about was leaving the girl behind.

"It's not like I'm going to make her cheat on me. It's just a movie, goddamn it. What could it possibly ruin? We're professional actors for fuck's sake." He spoke back. Yi-hyun usually only cursed when he was anxious, angry or sad. Currently, he was a mix of all of them.

"Yeah. A romance movie. And I'll tell you what. I think we both know that this wouldn't be just a movie for you two. Ya'll would have to be with each other again. And knowing you, I know you're going to fall in love with her all over again."

"Wrong. I never fell out of love." He whispered.

"Can you shut up with the melodramatics? It's not cute." Kim scolded through the phone. "But I'm warning you. If anything goes down because of you, I will smack you."

"Got it." He ended the call and sat back.

He closed his eyes and let his thoughts consume him. And for a minute, he did doubt it. Was it actually going to be just professional? But he knew one thing for sure. He was going to make it up to her.

Not actively pursue her love again, but hoped to be at least on good terms.

A few days later.

Y/n entered the SOOP Management building, ready for the table read of her upcoming project. A rom-com movie of some second chance romance.

She walks into the building, a flame of proudness aflame when she sees a display of her poster and awards adjacent of the building's entrance. She took the elevator to the table-read floor. The elevator door dinged open and she entered the conference hall just for her soul to leave her body.

As soon as her door had opened, she saw the face of the man she'd least expect to be here.

Jung Yi-hyun. Him and his assistant Kim Seong-ju looked at her with small smiles on there faces. There was a look of guilt shading Seong-ju face. Yi-hyun on the other hand stood upright with confidence and smug. Other stars and crew were also in the room, everyone seated for the table read.

"Ah, you're here." Y/n's assistant Yoo-na spoke. Yi-hyun's assistant bowed slightly to her and she reluctantly bowed back. Everyone in the room was now looking at the two leads.

"W-what are you two doing here?" Y/n asked, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible.

"We're here to discuss a film." Yi-hyun spoke coolly as he walked towards her.

"Film?" She raised her eyebrows at him. He nodded.

"Uh, Ms. L/N, Mr. Jung is going to be your co-star for the film." Seong-ju clarified. The brunette could feel her neck and ears burning up.

"Ah. I see." She chuckled and gulped. "Let's all take a seat and get into the details, shall we?" She then motioned Yoo-na to sit beside her so Yi-hyun could sit on the other side of the table. However, Yi-hyun was quick to grab a chair and sit beside her.

Y/N looked at him with slightly wide eyes. Nonetheless, she smiled at him and switched her attention to the rest of the cast and crew.

"So, everyone, today let's read the script of 'Love again'." The screenwriter announced. "It's a story about two individuals who fall out a relationship and go their ways to look for a rebound, only to fall for each other again. We aim for it to be a 2 hour movie. The film would cover genres of romance, angst and comedy." He continued speaking and explaining the specific requirements for the script. Y/N's thoughts trailed off-track.

Two individuals who fall out of love and in love again after a failed attempt at rebounds?

What, is this a forever kinda love trope? More importantly, why do I have to portray this story with him?

Why did you agree to do this project in the first place Y/N-

"The plot sounds interesting." Yi-hyun whispered to her.

"You know what sounds more interesting? You shutting the fuck up." Y/N whispered back.

"Are you going to keep this hostile attitude with me for the rest of our project?" He looked at her.

"If it makes you back off then I might as well try. Oh wait, I don't need to try to despise you." She internally cringed at all the comebacks she was coming up with. However, she was petty whenever she wanted to be. That's how she'd gotten through all the two-faced bitches she had encountered in her life.

A few hours later everyone started emptying the conference room. The air buzzed with excitement and anticipation. The script was good and all the actors were exceptional. This project would definitely be a fan favorite.

Y/N, however, was not as excited as everyone was. Mainly because this meant that she has to work alongside Yi-hyun. But that's alright. She could be professional and give her best. She could get through it.

She left the room with a sigh. Just as she was about to call her driver, a voice stopped her.

"Does he know?" Yi-hyun spoke from behind her.

Now she could either answer what he was asking- whether Yoongi knows about their past, or she could play dumb.

"Does who know?" She turned and quickly switched to a bored expression.

"Yoongi."

"Who's Yoongi?" Okay, maybe she played dumb a bit too much.

"Are you going to dodge all my questions?" He rolled his eyes.

"Are you going to keep intruding my life?" She retorted.

"Y/N. I'm asking if Yoongi knows about everything that happened between us." He spoke a bit sincerely, but the other adult was not in the mood for sincere.

"Of course he knows that you beat me to the top spot on the billboard." She then continued walking until she was halted by a hand on her wrist. She was quick to turn around and shake her hand our of his grip.

"Don't touch me." She warned Yi-hyun.

"Then answer my question." He spoke back.

"I am not answerable to you. But just to get you off my back, I'll tell you. No. He does not know that you were the person that had emotionally wrecked me at the age of 18. He also does not know that the reason I hate you is not only because you came first on that stupid chart. Oh and he definitely does not know that every time I see you I get the uncontrollable urge to punch the living daylight out of you. To conclude, he doesn't know that you're actually an asshole."

She looked at him with fire in her eyes. For once Yi-hyun thought that she was actually going to slap him. But her taking a step back contradicted his assumption.

Y/N breathed.

"Yi-hyun." She spoke much more calmly now. "Please don't make this harder for me than it already is." She then sighed and gulped. "I am choosing to interact with you only for the sake of this project." She then saw Yi-hyun's eyes divert to something behind her. His eyes widened a bit.

She then turned to see Yoongi standing in the hallway. Hands in his pocket, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. His eyes were somewhat heavy with...contemplation.

"Y-you're here?" She cleared her throat. Confused of why he was here.

"Hmm. Thought I'd give you a little surprise. Let's go?" He walked towards the other two, taking Y/N's hand in his as soon as he reached her. He then gave her a small smile.

Y/N looked at the other guy. Yi-hyun had already turned his back to walk away.

The car ride was silent. Not the comfortable silence that the engaged couple enjoyed, but the kind of silence filled with thoughts and feelings. Y/N knew Yoongi better than she knew herself. She also assumed that Yoongi had been there for a chunk of the conversation. She knew that he wouldn't voluntarily bring it up even if it bothered him.

After a somewhat-awkward 45 minute car ride, the two entered their home. The couple took of their shoes and jackets. Yoongi then went over to their couch.

Y/N sighed and then approached him.

"How much of that did you hear?" She asked him.

"From the part that the project was already hard for you to do." He then took out his phone and started scrolling. Yoongi was a straight forward guy, however, he hated to confront on his own.

"Do you want to know why I said that?" She asked, hesitantly. It's not that she was scared of how he'd react, but she was a bit worried about how he'd take in the information of her first heartbreak which was still there when the two of them had started dating years after.

"You know that you don't need to give me an explanation." He spoke. However, his eyes were still on the screen. An indication that he would like it if she gave a reason, but it wasn't extremely important to him.

"I need you to listen to me." This made him look up from his phone. He then tossed it to the side, folded his legs and patted to the spot beside him.

Y/N sat there. She then took his left hand and smiled at the engagement ring. It sat prettily on his slender finger.

"You know that I love you and only you right?" She asked, looking at him.

"I mean I would think that because we're engaged. You loving someone else at this point would concern me a bit." He somewhat joked.

Y/N let out a deep sigh.

"Yi-hyun and I, we don't really gel well together. There are personal reasons to it other than the billboard saga, but that's not important. All I need you to know is that I love you. Only you." She spoke.

Yoongi nodded and caressed Y/N's head.

"Got it." He then smiled at her and kissed her forehead. He was a bit curious as to what were the personal reasons, but her past was hers. If she felt the need, she'd reveal it to him. He trusted her.

"Are you not curious of what those other reasons are?" She asked after a couple seconds.

"Well, a little bit. But like I said, you are not answerable to me." He say Y/N think a bit. He could see the wheels in her head turning, thinking of how to respond.

"Okay. We're getting married right? So you deserve to know everything. I don't want to lie or hide anything from you." She smiled. "I can trust you, right?"

"Of course." Yoongi nodded.

"Okay. So umm...Yi-hyun and I, we're like- uhm- exes? Like we dated for a while and then we broke up but it was messy so like- yeah."

Shabby work, Y/N. She thought to herself.

Yoongi looked a little surprised, but not too taken aback. However, he did take around half a minute to soak that information in.

"W-when? How?" He tried tallying the timeline. He met Y/N around 6 years ago. They started dating a year after that. Before the 6 years, Y/N had been a celebrity for 2 years. But in those two years, Yi-hyun was committed to someone else. Logic did not logic.

"That was eleven years ago." She answered.

That makes sense. Wait, 11 years ago??

"This was when Soo-he and I were still in Ulsan. During the last year of high school." She clarified without Yoongi asking.

The idol was definitely surprised. A little disappointed that she hadn't told this to him earlier, but it's not that she needed to.

"Oh."

"Yoongi." She brushed a thumb on his palm. "I don't like him anymore. Even as a person."

"Ah."

The two sat in silence as Yoongi soaked in all the information."

"Do you want to know the whole story?" She prompted. Yoongi was silent, but the shrug of his shoulders cued Y/N to continue.

"It all started when I was done with my 11th grade exams, and went to eat ice cream."

March, 2011.Ulsan, South Korea.

"So this is freedom." Y/N stepped out of the shop with ice cream in one hand, and a bag of food in the other.

"I love not giving exams anymore." Soo-he sighed as she plopped onto her bed, speaking into the phone.

"Mmm hmm." The teenage girl hummed as she bit into her ice cream.

"Did you just bite into your ice cream again? I still don't know how you manage to do that." Soo-he cringed.

"Ya, are you a spy or something?" The other best friend walked towards the crossroad that led to the park. The two of them have been together since middle school. Han So-hee and Y/N L/N had been the best of friends since the day when Y/N had helped So-hee out with her homework before math class started. So-hee then invited the girl over to her house to eat snacks. One thing led to another and 7 years later, here they were, eating ice creams and admiring the stars together.

"What have you thought about the future?" Y/N asked her best friend, changing the topic of conversation. The two had one last year of high school filled with entrance exams, applications and resumes.

"I really don't know, Y/N. I want to move to Seoul with my grandma next year, but money is a problem." "Are you seriously considering something arts related?" Y/N questioned her. The two best friends shared the dream of becoming artists. Y/N had a knack for theatre and So-hee was drawn to painting and sculpture. However, Y/N was sort of forced into becoming a marine biologist as her parents were keen on her having a more 'stable' job. And the ocean interested her more than the human body- so a doctor was out of the options.

"Yeah. It's honestly the only thing that is going to keep me sane and happy in my life." So-hee sighed. She has had a tough life. Trying to make ends meet, divorced parents, mother issues, everything everything. Her grandmother was the sweetest soul in the whole world. She helped Soo-he grow like she was her own daughter. She was also very quick to make Y/N her own kid. A lack of familial love was completed for both the girls- and the reason was Soo-he's grandmother. Y/N admired Soo-he in every way possible. She had been there through her loudest laughs, and the heaviest tears. She was her life. And the feelings were mutual. Soo-he couldn't imagine a life without her rock beside her. She was proud of Y/N to make it so far with so much pressure put on her. To Y/N, Han Soo-he was a warrior. And Soo-he was so proud of her sister-like-best friend, Y/N.

"You? Are you seriously considering discovering the ocean for the rest of your life?" Han asked Yoon. Y/N was passionate about acting. She dreamed of making it big one day. But an unsupportive family was the biggest obstacle she has had to face.

"I don't really have a choice, Soo. However, I do really wish that some miracle would happen that would allow me to go snag an opportunity that would be my big break." Y/N sighed, resting her head on Soo-he's shoulder.

"Come with me to Seoul. Tell your parents you're going for college, and start auditioning side by side. If you land a role, you might as well start acting. Who knows, you'll maybe make it big in the future." Soo-he suggested.

"Are you crazy? My parents would never let me audition with my University going on." Y/N spoke.

"Who's saying you have to tell them? Audition fees aren't so high that you'll have to ask them for money. I'll be going to Ulsan High School of Arts. Maybe you could try for UNIST?"

"You have to be kidding-"

"Ya, wait. My grandma's calling me." Y/N was interrupted by Soo-he. A couple minutes later she came back on the line..

"Sorry babe, duty calls. My grandma is asking me to help with some chores. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Yeah, cool." Y/N smiled. The two cut the phone after saying a bye.

Y/N sighed and further sat into the bench, bringing up her feet to cross them and get more comfortable. She continued eating her dessert in peace. Once that was over, she sat with her eyes closed, feeling the warm summer breeze on her face and listening to the cricket chirps.

Random thoughts ranging from Uhm Jung-hwa to 'is there a meaning to existence' ran through her mind. Just when the thoughts became bothersome, she was about to plug in her earphones to avoid any rational thinking, a loud sob came from behind her. Her head whipped to see someone.

A guy.

A very handsome guy, actually. He appeared to be dazed. Drunk, probably. There were tears streaking down his face and his hair was entirely messy.

Before she knew, Y/N was on her feet, approaching the boy.

"Excuse me, are you okay?" She asked, still maintaining a distance between the two.

"No. I am not okay," he sobs again.

"Uh..." She scratched her head, confused on how to tackle the situation. "Do you want some water or like food? A joke, perhaps?" She tried.

He just sniffled. Y/N sighed and gave him a bottle of water she just opened. He looked at her with puffy eyes, taking the bottle.

"Thank you." He spoke after drinking some.

"It's okay. Do you need something else? Food? Help getting home?" She offered.

"Can you answer a question for me?" He spoke.

"I'll try." Y/N chuckled nervously.

"Why are women so complicated?" He asked her with a straight face. Y/N's eyebrows raised as she dryly chuckled.

"Damn. Umm, why are women so complicated? In what way? I mean-"

"You're a woman." He pointed out, eyes squinting a bit as if he was inspecting her face.

"Yes. Yes I am. Good job noticing that." She was starting to feel a little weird now.

"Why are you so complicated?" He countered. Now this took her aback.

"Uh, I don't think I am? I mean you barely even know me." She retorted.

"I don't even want to. All women are complicated. All of y'all are confused and messed in the head." He points at her.

"What?"

"I don't like you." He looks at her and she looks back at him with a confused stare.

"Well, I'm sorry?"

"You should be. You are very annoying. I actually think I hate you."

"You barely even know me!"

"I don't even want to. No one should know you. Or any other woman."

"Well, I don't like you very much either, now that you're being a total asshole." Y/N gets up and so does he.

"All women are the same. Petty, indecisive and stuck-up bitches." He spews.

Y/N gasps, deeply offended.

"Well, all men are the same. Immature, narcissists, and egoistic crybabies." They both glare at each other one last time and walk away. Y/N scoffs and looks back at him. She sees him walking in the opposite direction as her.

I did not spend 10 minutes arguing with a complete stranger.

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Star speaks:

Hey everyone! This is the very first chapter of Reflections. It might not seem as interesting for now, but the plot builds up I promise!

Anyways, I hope everyone has a great day/night ahead.

Please let me know what you think in the comments or tag me!

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cyphersyndromes · 2 years

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a love letter to joon

sypnosis: it’s your dearest boyfriends birthday, however your busy on a buisness trip away from him, you write about your profound love to your lover.

My dearest joonie..

happy birthday to my dearest boy, whilst i cant be there physically to spend it with you, i wanted to write to you and say how grateful i am for your presence alone. your endearing smile when you are content with things. your protruding love for small objects and nature in of itself. your cute ways of narrating an animals thoughts. your loving way of wrapping your arms around my waist whilst we both slow dance the nighttime away.

i love you kim namjoon, i love you through everything. i love you until i breathe my last excavating breathe, i love you until our bodies are both below surface and the world is fastly moving on without us.i love you until my soul disintegrates into complete oblivion. i love you until the earth slowly moves closer to the sun, swallowing us whole, leaving mere pieces of evidence to our precious existence. i love you until we are those pieces kim namjoon. my heart will forever be set a flame for you and you only my love.

yours truly…

happy birthday namjoon ily and this cute little letter reminds me of how much i am a hopeless romantic.

#kimnamjoon #namjoon x reader #namjoon #rm bts #bts #bts drabble #drabble

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btsupdatesbe7 · 3 years

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POV: visiting the mountains with Yoongi ♡

Don't repost please.

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#bts #jeon jungkook #kim taehyung #kimseokjin #parkjimin #jung hoeseok #kimnamjoon #minyoongi #bts icons #suga icons #suga pov #bts pov #travelling #yoongi icons #suga lockscreen #suga x reader #bts boyfriend #boyfriend

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dreamescapeswriting · 4 years

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BTS Reaction | You’re in love with another member [Request]

A/N: I hope this is okay for you love and I hope there is enough angst in it for you!

WARNING: Mentions yelling, fighting and Jungkook’s has him punching a wall but he’s okay and so is everyone else.

Seokjin:

The moment the words left your mouth Jin's heart lurched at the thought of losing you but he knew that making you stay with him would only make you want to pull away more.

"You love him?" You stared down at the floor not having the guts to look him in the eyes when you told him that you'd fallen in love with another member. You and Jin had been together for a year and that whole time you'd been telling him you loved him he truly believed you and it was true, you'd fallen head over heels in love with Jin but over the last months, you'd fallen for someone else. Who had no idea that you'd even fallen for him, he was clueless to all of this and he would never do anything to upset or hurt Jin about it even if he knew.

"Does he know?" You shook your head and Jin sighed not knowing what to do with all of the information, the only person he could go to for advice was the man you had fallen for but he grabbed his keys and walked out of your apartment without another word. You didn't chase after him or beg him to stay, you knew it wasn't fair for you to do that when you had been the one to pull out his heart and shatter it.

(X)

Jin didn't remember when or how he'd gotten to Namjoon's studio, he knew he drove there but he didn't remember getting out of the car to go and sit with him.

"Let's say, hypothetically, that you're dating someone and they tell you that they're in love with someone else...what do you do?" Namjoon turned to look at Jin and frowned, he knew that his best friend wasn't being hypothetical eight now and he was trying to get advice.

"Do you still love the person who is in love with someone else...Hypothetically speaking," Namjoon added trying to act as though he didn't know what Jin was talking about but it was obvious what it was about.

"Yes." Namjoon turned around in his chair to face Jin who was staring down at his phone, your picture was on the screen and Namjoon knew instantly all of this was about you.

"If you someone, you want them to be happy right?" Jin knew all of this already, he wanted you to be happy but he wished you were just happy with him.

"But what if I can't make them happy? What if they're in love with someone else...someone like you." The penny dropped and Namjoon stared at Jin with a shocked expression.

"Jin you know I would never-"

"I know, they've already told me you had no idea...What do I do?" Namjoon moved away from his desk and sat beside Namjoon wrapping his arm around his shoulder to talk to him in a comforting way.

"You have to let them go, let them be free. When they realise that the feelings they have for someone else aren't real they will come back, then it's up to you to decide if you want to take them back." Jin knew that Namjoon was right, he was right about everything but it was going to hurt letting you out of his life.

(X)

When Jin came back to the apartment your stuff was in bags and you were hunting for your car keys,

"I thought it would be better if I left, I don't want to date Namjoon. He's your best friend, I just wanted to be honest with you Jin." He nodded and you felt an awkward tension in the air, he moved aside so you could get out and once you were gone he stared around the apartment wondering what he was going to do now you were gone from his life.

Yoongi:

Yoongi found out in a bad way, he didn't find out from you he overheard a conversation between you and your best friend over the phone and he didn't even stop to question anything. He flipped out yelling about how Jungkook was better than him at everything.

"Is it because he has more time to spend with you?! Because he's better looking?!" He yelled, he was red in the face and swearing black and blue as he yelled about everything. You stood there in silence while he did this, you knew you didn't have a right to talk about it when you were the one that had just told your best friend that you were in love with one of your boyfriends best friends.

"So what is it?! Is it because he's better than me?" He'd lowered his voice and was now talking to you calmly as he came down from his anger. He was still livid at everything around him but he needed answers before he stormed off to find Jungkook.

"Does he love you back? Have you been sneaking around behind me?"

"No, no. Jungkook doesn't know, I didn't want you to know, I was trying to stop myself-"

"Stop yourself?! You're not some car with breaks Y/n! When did you start falling for him?" You stayed silent and shook your head,

"No, come on. There must have been a point where your heart changed from loving me to him, so when was it?!" You looked at the floor, you'd fought so hard against yourself not to fall for him. He was just being nice because you and Yoongi had a rough patch but you fell and you fell hard.

"When we had the first big fight...When you ran off to Namjoon's and left me home for the week." He nodded and thought back to the fight, he'd accused you of cheating on him and it ended up in a huge fight where he left you alone for a week or more until he finally came back to his senses.

"Why him?" He sounded defeated and his voice cracked as he dropped down onto the sofa, you didn't know if you should go to comfort him or leave him but the moment you heard him sob you rushed over and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. He didn't fight against it, he liked having you close to him. It was the first time in a couple of days that he'd been home to talk to you and he'd missed you, even if you did just tell him you were in love with someone else.

"Do you not love me anymore?" He whispered as you wiped his cheeks with your sleeve,

"I love you so much Yoongi."

"You can love two people at once but never at the same level." He mumbled getting up and leaving the house you shared, you stared at him as he slammed the front door.

(X)

"Yoongi? What's wrong?" Jungkook questioned looking at Yoongi, Yoongi stared at the Maknae and then over his shoulder at the date he was with,

"I didn't know you had company..."

"We were just about to watch a movie, do you need something?" Yoongi shook his head as he watched Jungkook turn to his date, he didn't want to be the one to ruin it by telling him that you were in love with him.

"Nothing that can't wait, see you tomorrow." He got back into his car and stared down at the steering wheel wondering what Jungkook had that he didn't. What Jungkook had done to make you fall out of love with him and into love with himself,

"Fuck!" He screamed hitting the horn before driving out of the quiet neighborhood.

Hoseok:

You hadn't meant for any of this to happen, you didn't want to fall in love with someone else especially, not Jin he was one of Hoseok's friends and you never ever wanted to hurt Hobi.

"It just sort of happened." You whispered while Hoseok sat across from you, you were sitting at the kitchen table in the dorms talking about it. You wanted to be honest with him, as soon as you figured out what was wrong with you you went straight to Hoseok and wanted to tell him,

"It doesn't just happen Y/n...did you sleep together?" You shook your head,

"Jin doesn't know I have feelings for him." You mumbled looking at your hands on the table as you spoke. You didn't have the heart to look at Hoseok while you broke him, but you never meant for this to happen. You did truly love Hoseok but more as a brother than a boyfriend, it was getting clearer with every day that you were together.

"Are going to tell him?" Hoseok's arms folded over his chest at the thought of you and him breaking up only to see you strolling around with Jin like you were the next big couple. You shook your head,

"I wouldn't do that to you Hoseok,"

"No, you would just pretend to be in love with me, lead me on for months only to reveal to me you're in love with my best friend." You knew he was hurt which is why you didn't say anything back to him. You felt awful about everything but the heart wanted what it wanted.

"I wanted to tell you the real reason I ended things and we never saw each other again, I thought you would want the truth." You whispered wiping your eyes, as soon as Hoseok saw you crying he moved away from the table.

"You don't get to be the nice one now, you did this. You fell in love with him so you don't get to say you're doing this for me and it's hurting you more than it is me." His heart was breaking the more he looked at you, he was still head over heels in love with you and he was always going to be. Nothing could change the way he felt about you even if you did just admit that you were in love with someone else.

"I'm sorry." You got up from the chair knowing it was best that you left before anyone came home,

"I'll walk you out." As much as Hoseok wanted to hate you for doing this to him he couldn't, he could never hate someone for following their heart even if it meant not being with you.

"You should tell him...You deserve to be happy,"

"Not if it means you're not. Goodbye Hoseok," You whispered before walking out of the door and going down the street to find where you had parked your car that night. Hoseok shut the door and leant his head on the wooden framing trying not to burst into tears.

Namjoon:

Namjoon had heard the words come from your mouth but he hadn't fully registered what you'd said to him. He thought you'd come round to see him at the studio to catch up and talk about things but you'd just told him you loved someone else.

"Who is it?" He mumbled looking at you, you were nervously playing with the bracelet he'd gotten you for your birthday,

"It doesn't matter who-"

"Yes it does, who is it?" He wasn't yelling but you could tell that he was angry about it and he had every right to be angry. He had every right to scream and yell at you but you knew the moment he found out who it was everything would change.

"I didn't mean for it to happen...But I just, I can't help the way my heart feels around him."

"Who. Is. It?" He was angrier this time and his tone had changed to that of a low growl and you knew you were in trouble.

"It's Yoongi but before you go crazy he doesn't know! I would never cheat on you, or do anything behind your back and you know that Yoongi wouldn't do that either." You spoke so quickly you ended up choking on the air at the end of your sentence, Namjoon leant back in his chair and stared at you.

"So you just fell out of love with me?" You shook your head, he made it sound as though you didn't want him anymore, you still had feelings for Namjoon but they weren't like the ones you felt for Yoongi.

"What can he give you that I can't?" He whispered looking over at the door and then to you, people kept walking past and it was times like these he wished he had a lock so no one could just walk right in.

"Nothing Namjoon, it's not like that-"

"Then what is it like? You come in here and you tell me you're in love with someone else but that you still love me? You can't have both y/n! That's not how life works." You stared down at your hands feeling like a teenager being scolded by the father for sneaking out, you knew he was right and all you wanted to do was comfort him.

"Just leave, go and tell Yoongi and leave." He mumbled but you shook your head and for the first time you looked at him. He had tears rushed down his face but he made no sound as he cried.

"I wouldn't do that to you, I just wanted you to know the real reason I left." He nodded and you walked out of the room, running into Yoongi with Hoseok as you did.

"Everything alright?" You nodded at Hoseok's question and walked away without another comment, the boys knew instantly that you were lying and went to find Namjoon and find out what was really going on between you both.

Jimin:

Neither of you spoke to one another, you just sat there in the small cafe staring down at the cup of hot coffee's that were in front of you. Jimin didn't know what to say and neither did you but it felt good to have everything off of your chest and out into the open, you didn't feel like you were hiding anymore,

"What do we do now?" Jimin questioned, he cleared his throat so you would look at him. He wasn't crying or screaming at you like you had thought he would. He was being calm and rational about everything.

"I just...I don't know," You felt defeated, it would be so much easier if he could hate you if he yelled at you and screamed at you for falling in love with someone that wasn't him but that wasn't what Jimin was like.

"Can you yell at me? Tell me how awful I am and that you never want to see me again?" Your voice cracked at the end and Jimin moved to your side of the table, wrapping his arms around you and brought you into a hug.

"I could never hate you," You sobbed into his arms and he sighed rubbing the small of your back. You never meant for any of it to happen, especially not falling in love with someone that was a close friend of Jimin's.

"I won't tell him, I don't want to. I just wanted you to know, you had to know." You whispered when he pulled away from you, he ran his hand over your cheek and shook his head at you.

"You don't have to hide it, you love who you love." You groaned at how open-minded he was about this and how chill he was with it all.

"You're supposed to get mad, upset and yell at me Jimin, you're not supposed to be calm and rational." You forced out a laugh and he shook his head, running his thumb over your cheek to wipe away the tears that were rolling down them.

"I could never hate you y/n, I've been in love with you since we were kids. If you don't feel the same way I'm not going to yell about it, yelling won't make you love me." You leant your head on his shoulder and he sighed realising this was the last time he was ever going to be this close to you for a long time.

"I really think you should tell him though, maybe clear the air with you and him before you go?" You shook your head, you didn't want that. You didn't want to risk being humiliated or worse Hoseok feeling the same and you both end up in an awkward position with Jimin.

"No, I shouldn't. I should go though," You whispered not wanting to, you wanted to stay there with Jimin as long as you possibly could but you knew it wasn't a good idea, you would only make him feel hopeful and you didn't want to hurt him more than you already had. He watched you get up and you smiled at him,

"See you around," He kissed the top of your hand and you walked out of the cafe door without another word or another glance back.

Taehyung:

"Tae, don't do this please." You begged watching as he threw clothes into a suitcase quickly, he'd heard you talking with a friend about your heart not being in the relationship and he started packing.

"Why? Your heart isn't in it anymore? So why fake being happy with me when you clearly want someone else." He was angry and he had every right to be angry but you wanted to explain everything to him first before he started getting everything wrong.

"So who is it? Are they better than me? Is it because I'm not home enough?" Between his questions he was walking around the room and grabbing his things, throwing them into the suitcase and questioning you more.

"Do they get more money than me? Are they supporting you more than me?" You could hear his voice cracking the more he thought about it and you felt like sobbing on the floor. The last thing you ever wanted to do was hurt Taehyung. He'd been so good to you over the last two years of you dating.

"Tae listen to me-"

"It's me isn't it, I'm not good enough. I knew I wasn't, I knew that when I got together with you that you were better than me but I just-"

"Kim Taehyung shut up and listen to me!" He froze as you raised your voice and you finally relaxed as he sat down on the bed and looked at you.

"It's not you, you're perfect, in fact, you're too perfect because anyone else who heard this would have been screaming and yelling about it." He reached out his hand to comfort you but you pulled yours away,

"Don't be nice to me when I'm breaking your heart." You begged but he stood up and brought you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your shoulder so you couldn't move away from him.

"You could have told me," You shook your head,

"Who is it?" You shook your head again, it would only start more fights. Not that Jimin knew you were in love with him.

"I can't help you if I don't know," He pulled back from you and wiped your face on his sleeves, he'd always hated seeing you cry and he would do anything he could to bring a smile to your face.

"You don't need to know Tae," He stared you in the eyes and it was as if he could read you like a book.

"I know him don't I?" You couldn't lie to him or to anybody you were an awful liar.

"Yes."

"Jungkook?" You shook your head,

"Jimin?" You didn't have to say anything or move your head he could tell by the look on your face that it was Jimin,

"How long?" You shrugged your shoulders while shaking your head, you had no idea how long you'd been in love with him. You didn't even know if it was love, it would have been just a stupid crush but the feelings were strong and it hurt knowing that you were hurting Tae.

"I didn't want to, it was stupid. But I just-"

"Your heart wants him Y/n...there's nothing you can do about it." You started crying, he wasn't supposed to be this calm about it.

"Get mad at me, scream at me," You begged him again but he just brought you into his arms and sat you down on the bed with him while you cried about not wanting to hurt him.

"I never wanted to hurt you Tae, you know that." You whimpered between sobs.

Jungkook:

"Things like this don't 'just happen' there's always a reason! It isn't a movie Y/n!" Jungkook was red in the face while he yelled at you in the bedroom, he was racing around the house trying to find things he would need. Trying to pack everything he could into an overnight bag so he could get out of the house as quickly as possible.

"I never meant for it to happen! It's just-"

"It's just what?! You thought that while you and I were dating you could fall in love with one of my best friends and not have it be a problem!?" You looked at him as he turned to face you, his eyes were bloodshot from crying and he was angry, which he had every right to be after you told him everything.

"So how long have you guys been going behind my back? A week? Two weeks? A month? A year?!" You shook your head, pleading with him to listen to you.

"Tae has no idea! He doesn't know, nobody did!" He heard your voice crack but he didn't care, he spotted his car keys and left out of the front door. He didn't know where he was going to go but he knew he needed to get out of there.

(X)

"Jungkook, I thought you and Y/n had the weekend away." Jungkook stared at Taehyung as he stood in the doorway of the dorms. He started breathing heavily the more he stared at Taehyung getting angrier with every passing second.

"Kook?" Jimin questioned getting up from the sofa to see what was going on. Jungkook saw red, he was angry at everyone around him and he stormed towards his old dorm room going inside and slamming the door. Everything inside reminded him of you, the pictures on the walls - he pulled them down and threw them into the corner of the room. The clothes in his wardrobe, your clothes which were still there, everything there had you all over it.

"Fuck!" He screamed finally breaking, he threw his fist into the wall and groaned out as the pain rushed through his knuckles and sent tingling sensations up and down his arm. The door burst open and there stood Namjoon with a concerned look on his face,

"Jin! Get the car," He grabbed Jungkook's wrist and stared down at the swollen hand,

"Jimin! Ice!" Jungkook said nothing as he was pulled through the dorms and out into the car, everyone questioning him on what happened and why he was so angry but he kept his mouth shut. Taehyung on the overhand called you to tell you what had happened and where they were taking Jungkook, but he got your voicemail not you.

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