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devils8nt · 7 months

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YOUNG CHAPTER I.

Y/N'S P.O.V.

It was cold, unbearably so, the bitter bite of frost nipping at everything it touched, causing the room to stir from its previous slumber, awaking y/n along with it. The quiet, low shuffling noises of the other maids moving about, alerted her that dawn was coming soon, and though she'd much rather disappear into an eternal sleep, with the promise of never waking up, she knew that if she didn't get up, everyone would pay for it.

Sluggishly, y/n forced her body out of the bed while rubbing the sleep from her tired eyes, shivering slightly as her bare feet made contact with the freezing stone floor, before reaching to grab the thin fabric of her maid gown. It was an ugly little dress with scratchy material that made her itch all over moment she pulled it over her head, but never the less, she stood, straightening it out before tying a black apron around her petite waist, humming softly once she was satisfied with the way it looked. Finishing up, she lazily combed her fingers through the messy (h/c) locks of her hair, and prayed that she looked somewhat presentable before tugging on a black pair of shoes, just as cheaply made as the dress she wore. Hissing softly to herself, she winced, trying to ignore the way her blisters from the previous day rubbed against the back of the shoes, while running forward to take her place in the line that had formed near the door, awaiting the schedule of the day.

This had been a routine for the past six months, since she and the others were brought to the Jung residence. A routine of waking up, dressing herself, and preforming assigned chores that she was given throughout the manor. Some days, she got lucky, and got tasked with cleaning the library, or gardens, but other days, she was less fortunate, being assigned the basements. The basements, the dungeon, the hole, one of many names assigned to the place, as it was a prison where the master of the house threw disobedient humans. Y/n had never met any of the masters that resided here, or even seen them for that matter, but from what she had seen down there, she knew they had to be cruel and hoped she'd never come to meet them.

"It's too early to be thinking so hard, y/n." Someone suddenly voiced in an amused tone, pulling the girl from her previous state of thought, and causing y/n to blink up bewildered. There stood, in all her glory, her best friend, and fellow maid, Rien.

Rien had got here just a few months before y/n did, and she too had lost her family when the hybrids raided her village. She and her little sister had been the only ones kept alive, but unfortunately, Rein was the only one who survived the month long trek to the Jung residence. According to the other maids, she was inconsolable for weeks until y/n got there, and with a couple of poorly cracked jokes, and awkward silences, Rien and her had both become each others rocks. While Rien often vented, and sought comfort in the small girl, she also protected her from the other not so nice girls here, who tended to pick on y/n for her meek stature, and innocent personality. In her opinion, Rien was everything y/n was not, A tall, beautiful, fiery red head who oozed confidence, but never the less, y/n was most grateful to have her as a companion.

"On contrary, Ri, and perhaps if you thought a little more, you wouldn't end up in as much trouble as you do." Y/n teased playfully, giggling as an annoyed pout made its way onto her friends face.

"Please, this place would be as boring as it is daft without me here stirring it up a bit. Now come on, I already got our schedules for us. We're in the kitchens today." The girl said while placing her hands on her hips, a prideful look in her emerald eyes, and y/n smiled brightly before grasping the other girls hand, and tugging her in the kitchens direction.

The two girls ran gleefully down the hall, stopping briefly at a closet to fill their cleaning buckets with supplies, before pushing through two large dark oak doors, revealing a giant kitchen inside.

This room never failed to amaze y/n, leaving her to stare in awe at all the items aligning the white counters, seemingly too fancy to ever even be used. This place was a chef's dream, her dream, and how she longed to take one of the cookbooks off the shelves, and make something she could share with the others.

"Stop daydreaming, y/n. These floors aren't going to clean themselves, and you know Sari will come to bother us soon." Rien voiced softly, mentioning the head maid, and patting y/n's shoulder, before heading towards the back of the room.

She was right, so with one last longing glance, y/n hiked up her dress slightly, and sunk to her knees, before taking her bucket, and getting to work. The two girls chatted as they scrubbed, telling jokes, and making fun of the different items they had come across in their time here. Like the fancy toilets with too many buttons, or the expensive pictures with a splat of paint that seemed to line a majority of the bedroom walls, it was amusing, and y/n couldn't help from laughing at the absurdity of these items.

So lost in her fit of laughter, y/n failed to notice the kitchen door creek open, and figure watch them curiously. What she did notice, however, was how Rien seemed to freeze in her steps, as she went to fetch her bucket so they could leave, and she too hesitated, before calling out to her friend.

"Ri, what is it? Did we miss something?" She questioned the other girl who didn't respond, but instead, bowed at a 90 degree angle, before motioning for y/n to do the same. It was only with her friends figure out of the way that she noticed the tall man standing at the edge of the marble counter staring down at her, and though she didn't know who he was, she immediately stumbled her feet, and bowed as well. This man looked scary, sleek nose, and dark eyes that had the faintest gleam of a smile in them. He had to be someone important for Rien to react so timidly, and y/n wondered if he was perhaps one of the butlers that resided in the manor, and if he was going to scold them for messing around so carelessly. Her thoughts were cut short though as another person entered the kitchen, one of which she recognized, Sari. The short woman immediately took notice of the man before lowering her head fearfully and bowing;

"Master Jung, your presence was not expected so early, forgive me for putting these two in your way." She apologized, a slight shake in her voice as man stepped closer, and y/n could feel herself start to shake too. Of all people they had to come across, it was no other than the master of the house, infamous for his hatred of her kind, and as a loud smack resonated throughout the room, her suspicions were proved. This was not someone whom she should take lightly.

"I don't remember giving you permission to speak to me." His voice growled out, as his lips curled into a scowl, and y/n felt her eyes widen in horror at the two canines that extended from his gums. Sari simply cried, attempting to apologize again as he towered over her, unamused at how she cupped her cheek, and cowered. He must be a monster, surely, didn't he know how much stronger his kind was compared to them? Yet, he gave no mercy as he landed a kick to the woman's abdomen, sending her skidding across the newly cleaned floors.

A whimper left y/n's mouth at the sound of Sari's body hitting the wall, and suddenly she could feel his burning gaze on her. She said nothing, not even willing herself to breath, as he moved near her, flinching only when she felt his hand forcibly lifted her chin, and she stared back at him, eyes full of fear. He said nothing for a long moment, the pad of his thumb swiping at y/n's jaw, as his eyes seemingly looked her, checking for something. Irritation suddenly took over his expression as he pushed the small girl away, causing her to fall harshly on her backside, before walking out from where he had come, but not before muttering one last sentence to them:

"If I see any of you again, you better hope you have a coffin ready."

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Alright, re-upload, because this chapter was deleted for some reason.

#yandere bts #yandere jungkook #bts #yandere hoseok #yandere namjoon #bts yandere #yoongi fanfic #yandere au #min yoongi #yandere kim taehyung #kpop #bd/sm kink #yandere male #yandere jin x reader

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kimnjss · 2 years

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lake nantahala | kth sm au

banner by: @dee-ehn

🖇 synopsis:

— bruised knees from climbing trees, each summer was spent the same. now eight years of nothing have passed and they’re back where they started, forced to navigate through all the heartbreak that comes with seeing each other again in order to make a great summer for their friends.

pairing: sadboy!taehyung x spoiled!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: established jikook. platonic sope!

genre: angst!! some smut themes... childhood friends. e2l.

warnings: family issues. slight childhood trauma. mention of abusive parents. tae has been through so much lowkey. this taehyung has no relation to the real kim taehyung!

updates: everyday!

status: ongoing!

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

parts:

playlist

prologue

character profiles: yns luvs

character profiles: taes roomies

part one: being dramatic

part two: growth series

part three: poison ivy

bonus: an enemy

part four: doing terribly

part five: already uncomfortable

part six: accidents happen

part seven: stupid date

part eight: just friends

part nine: stupid heart

part ten: burst your bubble

part eleven: worth telling

part twelve: first date

part thirteen: familiar and warm

part fourteen: starting over

part fifteen: watch me

part sixteen: overly sexual

part seventeen: extremely confusing

part eighteen: the only thing

part nineteen: social butterfly

part twenty: first everything

part twenty-one: summer fling

part twenty-two: best friends

part twenty-three: the more, the merrier

part twenty-four: dirty looks

part twenty-five: never you

part twenty-six: missed you

part twenty-seven: break up

part twenty-eight: new taehyung

part twenty-nine: the last (time jump)

epilogue: stay away

epilogue: take me back

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yoongismilee · 12 days

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and when you feel bad, bts will be there ❤️‍🩹🫂

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sftykth · 2 years

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perfect now — masterlist!

summary: you have always been taehyungs innocent best friend, so when things take a turn he starts to realise that maybe you are not all that innocent.

fb taehyung x reader (ft yn x namjoon)

— sm au!

authors note: hi everyone! i’m excited to be releasing a sm au! i have not done one before so this is new. but i’m excited to get the story started !! my dms are open if anyone wants to chat 🤍

if you wanna be tagged let me know<33

yn group

taehyung group

part 1 ¥ lonely

part 2 ¥ blind date

part 3 ¥ nicknames

part 4 ¥ a museum?

part 5 ¥ wait what

part 6 ¥ confrontation

part 7 ¥ date time

part 8 ¥ really sweet

part 9 ¥ i missed you

part 10 ¥ kiss

part 11 ¥ no feelings

part 12 ¥ dinner

part 13 ¥ dating??

part 14 ¥ feel better

part 15 ¥ here goes nothing

part 16 ¥ camboy

part 17 ¥ she’s cute

part 18 ¥ someone like you

part 19 ¥ in love

part 20 ¥ some time

part 21 ¥ shopping

part 22 ¥ better man

part 23 ¥ a favour

part 24 ¥ do it

part 25 ¥ feel

part 26 ¥ live

part 27 ¥ therapist

part 28 ¥ i love you

part 29 ¥ talk it out

part 30 ¥ lets meet

part 31 ¥ i like you too

part 32 ¥ together

COMPLETE!

#taehyung fanfic #taehyung #bts #taehyung imagines #taehyung x reader #bangtan #bts x reader #bts fanfction #bts fanfic #taehyung fluff #taehyung sm au

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beautifulpersonpeach · 6 months

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lol idk why shawols are whining about armys calling taemin out for layover when they were the same people trying to claim face. they don't like it when the shoe's on the other foot? well boohoo

Ask 2:

OMGG BPP pls tell me you've seen the new Suchwita teaser with Taemin??? 🤣🤣🤣 What are the chances?

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Hi Anon(s),

I'm not sure what it's going to take for people to realize ARMYs' behaviour is typically tit for tat, playing into the norms that already exist in this fandom space. Practically every comeback season there's a group/idol somewhere that's accused of 'plagiarism' whether or not there's merit to that claim. The plagiarism incidents most recently involving SHINee include shawols accusing Rano from E'LAST of plagiarizing Taemin, and accusing Jimin of copying Kibum, and both times the merits were tenuous at best. In this case, the similarities are at least more starkly clear and can be easily explained by Min Heejin working closely with both artists. This obviously doesn't mean Taemin 'plagiarized' Taehyung.

Min Heejin has a distinctive style and a few trademarks. Practically every concept that comes out of SM Entertainment has Min Heejin's signature on it given how integral she was to establishing the creative direction of the company. SHINee was one of the artists she worked closely with, and since Taemin's Guilty is supposed to be partly a callback to his earlier self, it makes sense he'd draw on creative influences from that time of his life which included choices made by Min Heejin. There's also a wider trend in the industry since NewJeans debuted, of many companies following ADOR's stylistic decisions and marketing style. Taemin isn't the only SM artist who has put out media or changed their sound to look almost identical to material from ADOR. See RIIZE's layout for their seasons greetings compared to NewJeans' the year before, or Red Velvet now releasing bag versions of their albums, or see Young Posse's promotional material, or see how SM is telling their investors they're now actively pursuing an "easy listening" sound to break out into the US market in 2024. And this is after more marked changes in NMIXX switching up their sound to the same and IVE trying triple title tracks.

The whole industry is following a blueprint set by a handful of creative directors, and Min Heejin is one of the most prominent. SM rejected the HYBE acquisition but they've been borrowing and applying many of their ideas ever since, from the 3.0 division splits, to still pulling out of MHJ's toolbox.

That said, when I saw the Suchwita teaser I HOWLED.

This is just the kind of luck ARMY has and BTS is the main culprit. I love our relationship. It makes me happy. I'll be looking forward to seeing Taemin on the show, laughing at how awkward they're both guaranteed to be, and eager to hear the tidbits about Jimin, Yoonmin, and Mintae from them both.

#kim taehyung #taehyung #taemin #yoongi #min heejin #sm entertainment #hybe #kpop #kpop industry #bts #bts army #fandom behaviour

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piganatur · 1 year

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THE EIGHTH SENSE EP 4

The repetitive and varying emotions prior to a relationship are always sour or sweet (不问三九)

oh boy, soooo ep 4 huh? We start to deep dive into the nitty-gritty of the leads’ minds and I’m all for it.

Jaewon tackling his feelings at his therapy session? Openly and candidly saying all his concerns while his therapist tells him you don’t have to be loved by everyone? The sheer force of this shot with the triangle of the fish tank behind him, the reflections of the metal balls before him and the sculpture of a head with its eyes and ears covered at his side? majestic Jaewon is teetering on the border of his fears and the truth all the while the outside world won’t notice or listen (no one knows this Jaewon, the one sitting on the couch in the office) but thanks to the reflection of the balls on the table he can see all three sides (also, out of the three balls one is glass, so it’s transparent, something that won't remind him, that lets him off the hook, something that he could fill with whatever he wants)

I’m ecstatic that most interactions that propel our leads to go forward, that affirm and reinforce the truths they have to hear and accept, are coming from women. Women have a crucial part in the eighth sense. They aren’t in the show just to be annoying or to be the punchline to some stereotype (I also love that none of them is related to the leads, yet they’re handled with care). All these female characters are fleshed-out individuals, integrated into the plot so deeply and seamlessly. I could sing odes about Yoonwon, or sajangnim or Aeri but let’s take Eunji for example, she’s not bitchy because she’s a woman but because she’s the ex (and also a brat). Jaewon was right, she really needs to learn some basic manners, I was waiting for the moment the two girls accompanying her to the bar would just stand up and leave that mess lmao. I also feel like Jaewon not only does what’s expected of him but what seems the most convenient bc at this point I honestly can’t get my head around why else he’d ever date Eunji. (Jaewon said they dated for about 2 years while the mandatory enlistment service is between 18-22 months. If they broke up around the middle of Jaewon’s service so at least 9 months(?) after he enlisted, and they had a period of some (썸 fling) before officially dating, then how long were they actually in a relationship?)

Now that I’m already rambling about Eunji, let’s take a look at the restaurant scene. I’ve seen people say that Jihyun should’ve stood up for himself there, but realistically speaking, there was nothing he could have done in that situation. Eunji’s not only a customer of the bar, but she’s also his sunbae in the surfing club. Did she act extremely rudely? Yes. Could’ve Jihyun done anything else but bear it? No. Even being as straightforward (or rude) as Yoonwon wouldn’t cut it, he’d have to be as rude as Shim Woojoo (shoutout to Call it love). His boss (sajangnim ily ♡) could defend Jihyun exactly because she’s the owner and she’s older, what she said can’t be considered rude. And look at that, Eunji didn’t back down even knowing these things (more proof that she’s a brat). Jihyun acting any other way than he did would’ve been out of line big time, only stoking the fire (I’m pretty sure Eunji, being as petty as she is, somewhat anticipated just that). His strength thus lies in his kindness and patience and the fact he didn’t let Eunnji’s bullshit about Jaewon affect their relationship (Jihyun-ah my beloved)

The blossoming relationship between Jihyun and Jaewon is a category of its own. I’ve already mentioned (in this post) the concept of being seen in the eighth sense and that goes hand in hand with showing. Jihyun doesn’t show a lot but it’s always sincere while Jaewon seemingly shows a ton but it’s a facade, something attractive but empty. This contrast, the way it gets a reaction out of them, the seeing and showing, the influence they have on e/o can be found in all of their interactions. One does or says a thing and it impacts the other to react to it, to correct their attitude or behaviour. Their run-in after Jihyun’s terrible shift is a great example. Jaewon first lies about the business he has near the dorms but nonetheless feels the need to be there for Jihyun so comforts him with his touch (his actions speak the truth) and Jihyun spills about his feelings (his words speak the truth). Jihyun’s sincerity once again demands for Jaewon to be, in turn, sincere (and he is, with his words this time). Every contact, the constant back and forth (verbal or nonverbal), the shared intimacy to be in their own world is masterful and so authentic. The two of them cloaked under the night, not as something others see during the day but as something they get to decide, the casual touches that are anything but casual bc they are a force in their own right, a wordless pull. It’s beautiful.

I won’t even try to tackle that moment in the library where for Jaewon, Jihyun is the sole source of light bc I’m unknowing and unworthy to put it into words but fortunately there are ppl out there who are knowing and worthy so read @mare-sanguis post and feel blessed (but I’m sure you already have)

One more thing and I’ll stop this long ass rambling pretending to be a review(?) analysis(?) who knows? It’s about the portrayal of romance because in so many stories of the romance genre one party does all the initiating, the chasing, and the other party is kind of passive idk? They feel good about the developments of course, but they don’t reciprocate that much, more like only accepting the advances? In the eighth sense, both parties put in the work to make this happen. However tentative, however unsure at times their participation is, they’re actively trying to romance each other. The way Jaewon is forward with his actions, Jihyun is forward with his words. It’s a give and take, testing of how well will this go? How far they can go? There’s an exchange in their shared scenes both emotionally and physically, and it makes both of their hearts flutter. Jaewon is bold yet Jihyun can make his breath stop and his head spin with one (1) art lesson by the Han River? Jaewon teases and flirts yet Jihyun asks the real questions, steering the topic to dating and defining relationships? It’s a dance where they take turns to lead depending on the situation because they both want this, because they feed into each other’s happiness.

#the eighth sense #여덟 번째 감각 #i see jihyun using his ‘arsenal of throwing out hyung’ very well #oh and taehyung #i expected nothing and was so tolerant w/ u but honestly stfu #great example of why no one should ever base a ‘friendship’ off of how much they’re forced to drink together #never have i thought i could ramble sm about a series week after week like #no im not going to write sm this time #ends up w 1k+ rant #ep rundown

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singguks · 8 months

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city of hearts, ep. 1 ❤️‍🩹 taehyung

synopsis. having experienced a fateful romance by the beach, taehyung sets out on a quest through seoul's bustling streets to locate the woman who has stolen his heart.

pairing. taehyung x oc

genre. social media auㆍgamedesigner!tae ( angst. fluff. smut. )

word count. 5623

warnings. adulthood romance things cof cof implicit

a/n. i couldn't possibly start another au, but she said the word and so i did. happy birthday to my bestie, whom i'd love to see more often even though we talk every day ☆ thank you for being my person through and through ! this is my love letter to you, miss bubbles ♡

episodes. 01 ▸ 02 ▸ 03

▸ E1: True or False?

One day we got curious as to how men and women date in this city. To satisfy our curiosity, we discussed the beginning of a new project, that required us to follow the lives of several men and women in Seoul.

For it to be real, we won’t intervene in their lives. Only when we think it’s necessary, we will share their answers with others, or maybe edit them to make this entertaining—all the while keeping their original words.

It’s worth telling that fifty individuals around Seoul were chosen for this project. Still, they will all be participating with nicknames to protect their privacy—as we usually do when it comes to the internet. They all had to promise to treat their phones as their friends, as well as the app we developed where we will be posting questions, and telling only the truth.

But some answers and behaviors made us wonder if they indeed were telling us like it really is.

[ note that some of their answers will be through text, others, like this one, will be taken as voice notes. all voices undergo a modification due to privacy issues. ]

ılı.lıl taehyung: I’m the cool type… and uhm, gentle. Definitely not clingy. I’m cool.

ılı.lıl deo: I keep true to myself when I date… and when I break up too.

ılı.lıl kie: I’d say I fall in and out of love pretty fast. What can I say? I’m passionate. *chuckles* And if I have to break up, I just do it. I won’t dwell much.

ılı.lıl yoongi: What’s even the point of getting laid? *tsk* It’s a hassle…

ılı.lıl jin: I’m not one to play games. I don’t like that. I think overall I’m a pretty good guy.

ılı.lıl harin: Before my current boyfriend, well, I think I dated around uhm… Four men? No, three…? Wait. Let me retake this just once! *laughs*

So, whether the participants are telling the truth… well, we will let you be the judge of that.

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boreo 🤔

bluengrey For me, it’s women I can have fun with.

boreo men that I can talk to?

⤷ callmerinie huh? talking isn’t everything

tangerimin A physical connection, people.

supertuna Are you asking what I think you’re asking?

notmekeys why are you all acting so innocent? kkk

boreo oh-

tangerimin Why can’t you all say it? It’s just whatever. Just say it. You know, like bang!

⤷ boreo i got it now.

callmerinie 🤭

callmerinie and cut~!

boreo so if it’s about intimacy..

⤷ notmekeys i think i know just by the smell. you know, it’s all about pheromones

supertuna Doesn’t it depend on the man? At least I think so.

⤷ callmerinie wow! really? you’re giving yourself too much credit. 😒

bluengrey Uhm.. Usually I take the lead if it’s about that.

⤷ boreo uh-huh. do you really?

⤷ bluengrey Ok. Fine. There was this one time that I followed the girl’s lead.

⤷ bluengrey One time, okay?

⤷ boreo doubt it

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bluengrey Dating? I don’t think so

⤷ supertuna No. I think it is.

boreo dating really changed my point of view about that

tangerimin If you guys are putting it that way, I’ve dated many women. I loved it every time.

⤷ callmerinie aww… and what the girls had to say about this?

⤷ notmekeys about men? well, you know. they are all the same: trash.

⤷ boreo not all… i mean. there’s someone i know that wasn’t

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boreo yes. there is someone i can’t forget.

bluengrey I do.

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ılı.lıl deo: It happened one year ago…

ılı.lıl taehyung: She was the only one I could see. Like I was just gravitating in her orbit… Like we were in a world of our own. I felt complete.

ılı.lıl deo: I felt this spark every time I would catch him staring at me and then I simply couldn’t look away.

ılı.lıl taehyung: Back then I thought “Wah, this is what love feels like” *chuckles sadly*

ılı.lıl deo: I’ll always remember him.

ılı.lıl taehyung: If that is really the case… I don’t think someone ends a relationship if they feel that way.

ılı.lıl deo: It was my fault.

ılı.lıl taehyung: You know, it was my fault…

ılı.lıl taehyung: No… It’s true, she messed it up.

ılı.lıl deo: I won’t make excuses.

ılı.lıl taehyung: I mean… Of all the people… Why me? Why did it have to be me?

ılı.lıl deo: Simply put, we met at a time when I needed someone like him. Thanks to him, I became who I am now...

ılı.lıl taehyung: I wish I had never met her. *sighs* I was such a fool now that I think back.

ılı.lıl deo: *smiles* Being around him.. his love was kind of magical...

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august 10th, 2022

Summer is at its peak and Taehyung has just arrived at Jeju airport. It has been a while since he last had some time to himself due to work, so to say he couldn’t wait for this much-deserving vacation is an understatement.

He organized everything at the company before he took off for this get-away, from the ongoing projects ideas he had recently pitched in, to the files the design team would need the next fifteen days he was away. And if you know Taehyung, you also know being organized was never his forte.

The game designer waits absentmindedly with his luggage by his foot, as he takes his beloved camera out of its case to finally point at the structure behind him. This airport isn’t the biggest one he had ever set foot on, he observes, but it is cozy enough and bustling with people everywhere to the point his fingers itch for the metal click of the equipment for a piece of nostalgia he held dear to his heart.

Just around the corner, Deo hit the brakes of the jeep as she waits for a group of tourists to cross to the other sidewalk while talking to her boss on the phone.

“It would’ve been much easier if you had just asked him for a selfie or something, Yumi–”

She hears her boss laugh through the speakers as she looks out of the window. The place is packed to the point she can barely see the pick-up line where the Ubers and Taxis usually park, and a wave of worriedness falls upon her. “Let’s go through with his description once again.”

“Ok, remember… He’s tall, and the last time he came he had blonde hair but that might not be the case anymore… Mmm, he has a nice shoulder line– Just trust me, his face will be hard to miss. He’s really handsome!”

The confession has Deo opening a smile. She met Yumi just a couple of weeks back when she arrived in Jeju herself, but the connection was instant.

For the first three days, she stayed at Yumi’s shack—the colorful hostel by the beach owned by Yumi herself and her long-time fiancé, Namjoon. But then going home became some distant reality she wasn’t ready to face, so kindly she was offered a position at the beach stay. And now, here she is, doing her first task out of the premises and the vigilante eyes of her playful bosses.

Although she loved the couple who hired her, even if it had been just a mere seventeen days, and she considered them as family, nothing made Deo as uncomfortable as not knowing what she was dealing with. Driving to the airport clueless as to whom she should be picking up wasn’t her cup of tea and the uneasiness she felt was visible as she sighed longly while turning off the call.

The stop sign goes green again, and with a bold strike of encouragement, she straightens her back, holds the steering wheel with conviction, and begins a cheerful pep talk to herself.

“You can do this.” She mumbles, hawkeyes scanning the people as her car slowly passes by. “How hard can it be… He’s tall and–”

The words quickly lose their sound in her mouth. Standing ten feet ahead, a man attracts glances from everyone passing by as he checks the visor in his camera absentmindedly.

Mentally, Deo starts crossing every characteristic being given by Yumi as she keeps looking at him through the safety of the Jeep’s tainted window. The only thing that doesn’t match is that this handsome man isn’t blonde but a brunette. His chocolate locks look ridiculously soft blowing in the light breeze.

Inhaling resolved, she parks right next to him, rolling her window down.

“Hi there! Would you perhaps be the Kim Taehyung from Seoul I’m looking for?”

Upon hearing his name, Taehyung looks up at her. The girl doesn’t wait for his answer, she jumps out of the vehicle that he can notice is much bigger than herself. “You must be here to pick me up… Right?”

Deo smiles at him confirming with a nod before opening the big trunk of the Jeep. Instead of introducing herself right away as expected, Taehyung watches as she reaches for his luggage, her knitted eyebrows denouncing how heavy it must be.

“I– I can do that–” He tries, but she swiftly evades his reach.

“It’s no problem! Really.”

He watches a bit flustered as she tries to dismiss her effort with a laid-back energy as if it was something she did all the time—to arrange heavy stuff in trunks and whatever not.

Picking both his duffel bags to help while she is still pushing his suitcase inside the trunk, he is able to take two steps before she takes notice and grabs them from his hands. “Leave that to me! You can wait inside, really. Go ahead!” Deo waves her hand and he starts to walk toward the passenger seat uncertain of how to behave, but decides to take her lead for the time being.

“Seatbealt!” She says as soon as she occupies the driver's seat and he is quick to follow the instruction.

“So… Where is Namjoon?”

Deo reaches for the rearview mirror, casually checking something in her eye before adjusting it back to its position. “Oh, he had to give today’s surf lessons and Yumi was kind of busy with tonight’s gathering so… But you’ll see him soon enough!”

“Ah, I see”

“He’ll be waiting for us by the beach, don’t worry.” And the bubbly smile she gives him before starting the car and driving them away is enough to shut down his inquiry and haze him in his thoughts.

ılı.lıl taehyung: What kind of women I’m compatible with? *smiles* Looking back… I’m drawn to the ones that are strange to me at first *chuckles* I think they’re a good pair for me.

Driving down the lush tapestry of Jeju island, Deo takes the wheel as the jeep’s interior is illuminated by the soft glow of the sun. Melodic notes intertwine with the afternoon’s warm atmosphere as music envelops them. Deo’s fingers tap the steering wheel, and her voice, a gentle hum, dances in harmony with the rhythm. Taehyung, sitting beside her, steals occasional glances, captivated by her carefree demeanor. The playful sway of her copper strands in the wind and the joy evident on her face, as the waves crash on the coast, make the moment feel like a private dance between them.

ılı.lıl taehyung: Have you ever met someone and felt like they were this huge… Question mark?

ılı.lıl taehyung: Like– “What is she like? She looks fun” *chuckles reminiscent* And you can’t stop having these questions and curiosities… You just want to know more and more.

As if sensing the perfect moment, a familiar melody begins to play through the car’s speakers. Deo’s eyes lit up with recognition, a grin forming on her lips. Officially Missing You by Tamia had been remade by Basstracks as a summer tune, and it had quickly become one of her favorites at the moment; a song that resonated with the essence of Jeju and its travelers.

With an impulsive burst of excitement, Deo cranks up the volume, allowing the music to envelop the jeep. The infectious beat cascades around them, harmonizing with the engine's rhythm roaring wildly in the wind. Her hands tap the steering wheel more enthusiastically than before, her foot keeping time with the pedals as the melody ignites her senses.

And then, as if the music had started a fire within her, she begins to sing. Her voice, rich and passionate, hits Taehyung’s ears in a wonderful and alluring way. Every note she sings seems to carry the energy of the sun-drenched afternoon, a celebration of life and the freedom of the open road.

Taehyung was initially taken aback by the sudden fervor. He watches in silent amazement as she transforms from a steady driver into a vivacious performer. Her eyes sparkle with delight, and her voice carries an unadulterated joy that is impossible to ignore.

For a moment, he is rendered speechless, caught in the captivating spell of her uninhibited enthusiasm even though he knows the lyrics by heart himself. But as the chorus approaches, Deo’s voice soars higher, and turning to him with an unmistakable twinkle in her eye, she opens the windows further, allowing the world outside to merge with the music.

“You know this song–?” As she asks and the chorus reaches its crescendo, she extends her arm toward him, pretending her hand is a microphone. The invitation hangs between them, and he hesitates for a moment. “C’mon! Sing with me–” Shyness lingered, but her spirited performance is too magnetic to resist.

Taking a deep breath, he leans closer to the imaginary tool and timidly joins in, his voice intertwining with hers. Taehyung sings softly, still caught in the spell of her contagious energy. His eyes remain fixed on her while she loses herself to the music.

At that moment, as Deo sings with all her heart, his own swells with a profound fondness for the stranger sitting by his side. He realizes that this is a glimpse into her unfiltered soul—one that seems to revel in the simple joys of life, that seems to embrace every moment with unbridled passion.

ılı.lıl taehyung: That’s how I fell for her… You see, I’m attracted to intense women.

⤷ tangerimin It is fun to follow their lead kekeke so… Same here.

ılı.lıl taehyung: There is a lot more to it– Like being bubbly… Oh, and she was also pretty feisty! Yeah, *smiles* that’s what she was like. She had just the right amount of feistiness.

When the music fades out and is replaced by the radio host’s voice instead, Deo turns down the volume still in a cheerful spirit. She takes a peak at the passenger seat only to notice Taehyung’s eyes are already on her. Visibly disconcerted, he gives her a small smile before looking over at his window instead, and she takes the opportunity to know more about him.

“You will like it there,” she starts bubbly and he returns his gaze to her side profile. It is endearing how close to the steering wheel her seat is to compensate for her small stature.

“I think so too… The last time I came it was such a healing experience– And well, I’ve been wanting to rent a trailer ever since I was younger.”

“Oh, you’ll love it then!” He watches how her eyes part from the road ahead and instead fall on his side of the car, momentarily pointing with her index finger still on the wheel to the beach extension that passes by them. “It must be lovely to drive along the coasts… Picking these beautiful spots to just– Chill. I have a list of them if you want!”

Taehyung leans his head on the window, a nostalgic wave hits his lips as the lines of it curve upward and he watches the sea crashing at the shore. It’s like a vivid picture of his childhood right in front of him.

“That would be great if I had the license to drive the camper around… Maybe next time?”

“You’re staying over a month and you won’t even change spots?! Now that we can’t do, hon.”

He looks back at her startled by the casualty she treats everything. And not in a bad way; she didn’t peg him as this overbearing nosy person who didn’t have boundaries, but as someone that seemed carefree and loose. A different version of himself that he had to let go of many moons ago to fit the immense gray box that was societal norms and ordinary conviviality.

Feeling a bit tempted to just enjoy the moment he decides then to let go of the filters. “That’s the only thing to do, hon, I don’t have the license.” He jokes, chuckling at her reaction when hearing the nickname. “What? You started it.”

“My bad! Yumi was so invested in this whole casual speech thing ever since I started my part-time job there that now I just can’t come out of it. Something about making the guests feel at home and all that…”

“Sounds like Yumi!”

“But back to you. I was thinking… If there was a way to get you a license, would you want it? To live the full experience of a camper, that is…?”

Taehyung frowns thinking as he looks to the calm waves again, but there isn’t much thinking to do. He would love the freedom of parking the vehicle throughout the whole extension of Jeju. “Sure…” He ponders. Being the type to imagine and discuss things, he was more than ready to give her all the reasons why that would be great for his next stay. “To park it whe–”

“Great! So let’s do it!”

It is the last thing he hears before she makes an abrupt U-turn in the middle of the calm road, and he has to flatten one hand on the window and the other on the panel of the Jeep to hold for his life.

His heart only stops beating at an alarming speed once she hits the brakes and he is able to open the door to exit the vehicle. Still confused as to what is happening, the picture gets clear as she opens her arms excitedly in front of what he realizes to be a driving school.

“Ta-da! Your problems will be solved in exactly two days!” Deo exclaims, and Taehyung is pretty certain that his face is contorting in the most clueless way. He notices how a sudden strike of worriedness flashes on her toffee irises, however. “If you manage to pass the test of course…”

ılı.lıl taehyung: I should have known she was crazy by then… But in all honesty… That’s what made her fun in the first place.

ılı.lıl taehyung: And that makes me crazy too *laughs* You know, it’s those kinds of things you only realize later… Much later. Like realizing you’ve been conned only after being conned by someone *sighs*

⤷ supertuna Wow … I have just now realized how some people can be so blind

ılı.lıl taehyung: And now whenever I see a camper trailer… I think of her.

They only get out of the driving school when he goes through with all the paperwork necessary to go and take the test the next day as Deo had insisted. She not only pushed him into a 3x4 photo machine situated on the long corridor of the building, but also cut the picture she thought to be the best, and helped him fill the application.

Taehyung keeps replaying the whole shenanigan in his head as he takes his surfboard out of the roof of the jeep parked by his temporary home—a camper trailer by the beach. Last year, Namjoon had called him excitedly sharing the news that his girlfriend and he had bought a cozy place in Jeju and had renovated it to be a chill hostel for surfers and passersby. Of course, Taehyung stopped by to visit as soon as he was able to take some days off, but at the time, since all trailers were already rented, he stayed on the main structure.

Not that it was bad, far from it. He enjoyed every second; from the late-night gatherings to the lounge festivities, and the amazing lunchtime Yumi was keen on making into a later-on karaoke session or game quest. There was no dull time within the colorful facilities, and it was always kept so casual that it made Taehyung feel very much at home.

But he had the trailer experience written down on his bucket list ever since he could remember. And so this time around, he was sure to seize the opportunity and make that old promise come true.

His thoughts wander away as he finishes sticking his board in the warm sand. Playing by the emerald shore, Deo runs laughing as she is chased by two dogs. His right hand comes to his eye line to shield it from the sun as he is incapable of moving on with his life, seeing her throw a stick only to have the bigger dog chasing it and the little one look at her unamused. It’s like he could be here all day to witness this particular scene, unconscious and unbothered by what surrounds them.

And that is indeed what happens.

“Hey, you, Mr. cloud9–” Namjoon calls for his attention for the second time. “You didn’t listen to a thing I said, did you?”

“Hm?”

“I was telling you to close the canvas of it at night because of the wind– Are you even hearing a thing?” But as he follows his friend's line of sight he knows he isn’t. Letting go of his own obligations for the time being, he stands beside Taehyung, crossing his arms and admiring his dogs running as the waves serve as background music to his ears. It’s peaceful. It’s his piece of peace on earth.

“She shines, doesn’t she?”

Namjoon peaks at his friend before looking ahead once more, with a fond smile finding his features. “She does… She has been our recent source of joy. Yumi and I laugh so much because of her lately.”

“Yeah, she seems fun,” Taehyung muses with a chuckle of his own still enamored by the scene displayed in front of him. Deo falls to the soft sand in laughter and both dogs come flying toward her.

“Poor girl… She was dumped here by some surfer. Could you believe that?”

There is a sorrowful pause and Taehyung is suddenly snapped out of his trance, indignity brimming in his eyes as his friend shakes his head clearly saddened by the situation.

Returning his view to the girl ahead, he adds, “What kind of jerk would do that? She seems so bubbly and… Caring–”

“You want to take her to Seoul?” Namjoon interrupts and he almost gasps.

“Take her?!”

“Yeah, take her. I mean, I think she would be happy with you there…”

“You think she would like to come with me?” Taehyung’s fingers tingle with the possibility, even if he himself doubts it a little.

“Sure! We just have to give her one last shot and she’s good to go! The vet–”

“Wait. What? What are you talking about?”

Namjoon stares at him suddenly confused, and then back at the beach again. As Deo hops by, calling for both Monnie and Tan, his eyebrows soften in understanding.

“Oh… It’s not Monnie, is it?” He muses playfully. “You’re talking about Yewon… I see,”

“Yewon…” Taehyung mumbles her name to himself. “So her name is Yewon, huh…”

But the impish nudges he receives on his side snap him out of his thoughts and let him know that Namjoon won’t be letting go of this confession so soon.

In the cozy beachside hostel, the evening breeze whispers through open windows, carrying with it the laughter of tenants. With a lighthearted step, Deo finds herself in the pantry where Namjoon is absorbed in a way to easy recipe for lounge snacks. Fishing his phone out of her jeans, a small smile plays on her lips as she extends the device toward him.

“Here you go, boss,” she remarks, her voice playful as she not only returns his phone but also substitutes the sugar jar in his hand with the salt and pepper.

Namjoon glances up, chuckling at his clumsiness. “We were almost in trouble there. You’re a lifesaver.”

As he takes the phone from the table filled with condiments, he can’t help but tease, “You should probably get one of your own, don’t you think?”

“Eh. It’s just a hassle really… I only use it to talk to our guests.”

Leaving him to his impromptu cooking, she strolls out to the porch, where the new visitors are gathering. The atmosphere is lively, with conversations and newfound curiosity filling the air. Deo effortlessly mingles, chatting with familiar faces and welcoming newcomers that pass by the beach.

Among the crowd, she notices Taehyung engrossed in a ping pong game, as she takes some beers to a group playing Jenga. His infectious laughter captivates everyone around him and she can’t help but smile at the view. Her gaze lingers, catching his eye for a fleeting second.

She points with her head to the group around him, wearing a playful smile on her lips, and lifting her thumb up to measure how he is doing tonight she waits for his response. Immediately he raises his own finger positively, his smile opening wider at her caring gesture to check on him.

Suddenly, the lights flicker and go out, causing momentary confusion and their brief interaction to cease. Murmurs and laughter rise as the guests fumble in the dark. Deo is the only one chuckling expectant as she knows what is to come.

Then, not ten seconds later, Yumi’s voice pierce the darkness through a megaphone. “Ladies and gents, it’s game time!”

The announcement is met with cheers and applause, and the porch transforms into a playground of excitement. Deo herself feels the rush of anticipation buzz down to the tip of her fingers as the group prepares for a surprise game under the stars, even though she replays the script made by her and Yumi earlier on in her mind.

The last time Taehyung stayed here, he arrived so tired from a late-night flight that he wasn’t able to participate in the welcoming game he knew Yumi organized every month, and he regretted it for the whole week he rented a room. This night was all every guest he met by the beach was able to talk about, and now he was ready to find why.

As some fairy lights and a big screen illuminate the space, Deo watches the handsome newcomer’s silhouette amid the glow. His grin was unmistakable as he raised a red cup, ready to dive open-heartedly into whatever it was that the hosts had prepared.

Supposedly, every time Yumi and Namjoon did this for the new guests to ambient themselves and feel more comfortable around everyone else, they prepared a scavenge hunt inside and outside of the hostel's bounds. But this week everything had gone to space and changes had to be made at the last minute.

Between losing a long-time employee and having to train Deo on the spot, as well as managing the surf lessons and running the business, the couple had little to no time to arrange the things needed for the anticipated scavenge hunt. So this month, Deo pitched in with a rather easy game to orchestrate and that would still promote the mingling of the visitors—Simon Says.

“And… Start!” Yumi exclaimed as she pressed the button to start the presentation on the projection screen.

Big crimson red letters appear giving instructions and the crowd thrillingly follows. “Simon says: make a group with four girls and three guys” it reads at first and everyone fumbles their way to find open spots. Deo herself is forced to join as two guests she had come to know, pull her to their side. The thrill of the game intertwined with the salt-kissed wind made her feel some sense of belonging that she had never really expected.

“Three guys, three girls!”

In the throes of the chaos of the match, it was inevitable however how Taehyung’s gaze followed the sound of Deo’s laughter. Even if their eyes meet in brief moments, and even if it was in the middle of an ongoing competition, a silent connection seemed to pull them to each other like gravity.

As the game reaches its apex, the tension in the air is palpable. The players’ laughter overlaps with the sound of Yumi’s megaphone, creating a symphony of fun. They aren’t completely strangers now. There is a spontaneous connection formed between them all, just like the hosts had intended it to.

“One guy, one girl! Quick!”, Yumi reads the screen through the megaphone overexcited, and the remaining participants eye each other in confusion while the rest of the crowd laughs entertained. “Oh–”

Taehyung steals a glance at his two partners, both male, and they all chuckle amused, not really knowing how to proceed.

“I think I messed up when writing this– Wait.” Yumi confesses to the crowd sheepishly, starting to move toward the laptop to try and fix the mistake.

But then Taehyung feels like someone is watching him through his peripheral, and when he turns his head, it’s her. Deo stands two feet away from him, close to Yumi, watching joyfully, and he suddenly knows what to do. Or better, his heart does.

With two quick steps, he reaches for her hand, pulling her gently to his side and attracting everyone else’s attention to their figures, Yumi’s included. In the midst of the applause and collective cheer, Deo’s mute inquiry reaches his eyes.

The porch begins to transform into a realm of unity and exhilaration, being lit by the moonlight and the shared spirit of the guests, but not that any of the two notice, as the girl is too enchanted by her last-minute partner’s orbs. Taehyung's big brown eyes pierce hers with certainty and a flash of curiosity that is almost childlike.

A shared smile floats between them as her sight falls to his lips, a silent acknowledgment of the joy of the evening and perhaps the butterflies that flutter rapidly in their stomachs.

The lights had gone out, but the bonds forming under the starry August sky seemed to shine even brighter.

ılı.lıl taehyung: When you look into a girl’s eyes you can tell if she’s compatible with you or not. I can see who she is through it… And in that moment I felt it. I knew that she and I would be compatible.

“We have our winner for tonight!” Yumi exclaims through the megaphone as they keep staring into each other’s eyes, “Congrats!”

Amidst the fading echoes of the beachside game’s conclusion, jubilant cheers resound from the open porch of the hostel. The sun had retreated long before the gathering had started, ceding its reign to a canvas of twilight hues, but now fireworks burst into existence, painting the sky with a kaleidoscope of colors.

The couple, different from the majority of the crowd who excitedly run towards the shores, stands hand in hand still. A silent connection stronger than the clamor. With each explosion, Taehyung’s gaze shifts from the spectacle to Deo, seeing in her eyes a breezeful wonder that makes him rendered. Yet, it’s not just the pyrotechnics that leave him breathless. As he watches her, a quiet realization dawns—his heart races to a rhythm he hadn’t known before. It’s more than just curiosity. At that moment, amid the splendor of the fireworks and the tranquil beauty of the night, Taehyung recognizes the gentle tug of love.

ılı.lıl taehyung: I liked everything about her… The way she looked at things and the way she smelled. How she had two funky single braids done in her loose strands and the clothes she threw together without much effort making an all-together beachy look.

ılı.lıl taehyung: Everything about her seemed perfect to me. I just… I really liked her.

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supertuna Maybe it’s because I’ve been dating for so long… But I find dating stories uhm… Kind of funny now keke

callmerinie “And it was at that moment that the fireworks went off…” 🤭🤭

tangerimin You bet they heard bells, too. I heard it was explosions of fireworks 😏

⤷ notmekeys i’m too drnk to answee this

supertuna I think everyone feels like their own love life is special like in a movie or something

notmekeys it’s a beautiful story tho

⤷ notmekeys there waas a guy who found a butiful woman on a trip and and the night they met fireworkss went off peww pew!

⤷ notmekeys their eyes met bang !! theirr hearts too

bluengrey But those things can happen all at once… At least I think so.

boreo well… if the woman is insanely pretty that’s possible. don’t you think?

⤷ tangerimin That’s exactly when you have to realize it’s just too good to be true, don’t you think?

supertuna Let’s say you wake up from that dream, then what happens if you don’t get together?

⤷ callmerinie then you die alone

⤷ notmekeys no. no no. i’m not alone.

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bluengrey Hmm

bluengrey I would still fall for her..

boreo if i met him again… i’d fall in love again

bluengrey Yes, I think I would.

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