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thebangtancloud · 2 years

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Hey sorry to disturb you but can you do a Bts reaction when a fan recognized him when he is out with you and your family

A fan recognises him when he's out with you ~ BTS Reactions

Genre: Fluff, Angst

A/n: If you didn't expect it yet, I just had to include Hobi going 'iMpOrtAnteU bUsiNesSeU' lmao, enjoy! Also, you're not disturbing me in any way anon, I really have fun writing!!

Kim Namjoon:

"Someone's recording you, bro."

Both you and Namjoon looked up in an instant, following your brother's gaze which lingered on a small group of young girls three tables away from where you were seated.

Namjoon was quick to look back down at his plate, urging you to do the same with a light pat to the table.

"It's alright," he murmured with his mouth full. "Don't worry too much."

"Doesn't it make you uncomfortable?" Your brother asked Namjoon, stealing a quick glance at the girls before his worried eyes locked with Namjoon's.

"It doesn't, I mean - I'm surprised it doesn't. Of course, it's an invasion of privacy, but it's not everyday that you see me."

"You sound self-obsessed," you laughed at his response. "I get you, though. It's cute to see the way the internet blows up whenever Namjoon steps outside, lol."

Your brother almost snorted.

"Did you just say... 'lol'?"

"I'm dating a crackhead," Namjoon chuckled, taking another big bite out of his sandwich before accepting the tissue that you held out for him.

"You guys are making me feel like the thirdwheel without even trying," he eyed the way Namjoon was opening up a packet of chili sauce for you.

"FYI, you are thirdwheeling," you pointed out.

"What's with you and speaking out text abbreviations like it's a normal thing to do?" He briefly looked at Namjoon with wide eyes. "Don't you find that weird?"

"I love everything about your precious sibling, bro," Namjoon offered with a confident grin. "Everything."

"They've stopped recording," you murmured. Namjoon only then turned to look at them, bowing his head respectfully and waving at them.

Your brother covered his mouth to hide his laugh when the three girls immediately erupted into a series of squeals.

"It's cool to hang out with a celebrity, man."

"Ikr."

"You can just say, 'I know right,' (Y/n)."

Kim Seokjin:

"Sweetie, are you asleep?"

"She is," Jin pointed out, watching over your niece with a fond twinkle in his eyes. "She's exhausted."

"You must be tired too," you murmured softly, taking a hold of Jin's hand and tracing your thumb over his knuckles.

"A little," he acknowledged, breaking out into a yawn and letting his head rest against the seat. "It's tiring to play with a toddler, especially when you're on the brink of turning 30."

"That's the first time I've heard you acknowledge the fact that you're turning 30 soon," you chuckled, keeping your eyes on the road.

"It is what it is," he stated with a deep sigh. "But I'll never mention this in front of the boys. It's only because I trust -"

"JIN!"

Jin jumped slightly, turning to look outside the window to see another car right beside yours, the windows rolled down and two people waving excitedly at him.

"Ah ha, yes Jin. I'm Jin!" The man laughed in fascination, briefly catching the enamored grin on your face before waving at his fans as well.

"What should I do, drive faster?"

"Just make it seem natural," Jin chuckled, jokingly covering his face when he caught them pulling out their phones.

"No faceu, no faceu," he weakly discouraged them with a broad smile, not wanting to be rude and still wanting to entertain the ladies.

They were kind enough to listen to his request, dropping their phones into their lap before waving at him again.

"Jin! We love you!"

"I love you too!" He yelled, poking his hand out to wave a final time when he realised you were slowly speeding up.

He looked across at you. "Would it be too rude to roll up the windows?"

"We're almost at the hotel, I'm sure it won't be too much of an issue."

Min Yoongi:

"Min Yoongi?"

Yoongi almost cursed under his breath, his hold on your hand tightening, pulling his son behind him. The three of you had just managed to escape from a crowd of fans that were not so kind and understanding, flashes and screams making your son tremble with fear.

Hoping to enter a place with a little more privacy, Yoongi spotted a tiny shop and was quick to pull you both in, only to come face to face with someone who knew who he was.

"Uh... yes."

"Are you guys alright?" The kind lady asked, concerned eyes looking at the boy hiding behind Yoongi.

"Please sit, I'll get you guys some water."

Both Yoongi and you stared at her for a moment, surprised at how kind she was. With a nod of reassurance, Yoongi took your hand and led you to a small couch that was at the side, making his son sit and then you, briefly looking around to ensure the two of you were safe and alone.

"You alright, son?"

"I'm okay," he whimpered, head lowered in fear, his hand clutching your handbag tightly.

"I'm sorry," Yoongi whispered, dropping to his knees and placing a warm palm over your son's knee.

"I'm sorry," he apologised again, looking into your eyes with guilt swirling around in his.

"I didn't think it would get so bad."

"It's okay, Yoongi," you gently touched his flushed cheek. "We're okay. You protected us. Don't feel bad. You did the best you could."

The lady came back a few minutes later, making it to the door first where she latched it and then walking towards the three of you.

"Have some of this, it will calm you," she explained, her voice soft and careful as she handed you and Yoongi two black sealed bottles.

"This is for you, sweetheart," she bent towards your son, holding out a chocolate and a bottle of orange juice.

"Thank you," Yoongi bowed gratefully, voice trembling. "This means a lot to us."

"Don't worry about it, Yoongi," she waved it off. "I'm glad I could be of any help at all."

"We won't stay too long," you explained, "but thank you for everything."

"You can stay as long as you need to," she assured you. "Just make sure you can get some safely. Stay here until you can get security."

"You're really the sweetest," Yoongi whispered with another bow. "Thank you for doing this."

"It's what any ARMY would do for you and your family. I feel privileged."

Jung Hoseok:

Hoseok swiftly reached across the table and covered your mother's hand with his own.

"Don't say anything," he carefully explained in a soft, polite voice, motioning with his eyes at the group that was making its way to your table. "Just smile if they look at you."

Your mother looked across at you with worry in her eyes, but you only smiled softly, holding onto her hand when Hoseok let go of it.

"Hi, Hobi," a young girl spoke sweetly, boldly walking up to Hoseok with a broad smile. "We just wanted to tell you that we love you so much and that we're big fans."

"Ah, thank you," Hoseok joined his hands gratefully, a delicate smile lifting the corners of his lips.

"Hi, (Y/n)!" Another girl chirped, waving excitedly at you. You chuckled in response, waving back just as excitedly before briefly meeting Hoseok's eye.

"Girls, we-"

"Do you mind if we click a selfie with you?" The short one asked, holding out her phone for Hoseok to grab.

"Ah, sorry, so sorry, we have impor-"

"Important business?" Someone from the group laughed, causing the rest of the group to erupt into a fit of giggles.

"Yeah," Hoseok grinned sheepishly, offering another apology.

"No problem, Hobi. We love you!"

"Love you too!"

Hoseok physically felt drained after the tense interaction, but your mother seemed to be impressed nonetheless.

"You handled that well, darling," she encouraged Hoseok with a loving smile. "You're a good person."

Hoseok could only breathe out shakily at her words, tightening his grip on your hand that he was holding under the table.

"Thanks, ma."

Park Jimin:

"(Y/n), it looks like someone is clicking a picture of you, dear," your father gently turned you to face him so that your back was now to the person who was holding up their phone in your direction.

"It's okay, dad," you patted his hand softly. "This happens quite often. The key to staying out of the gossip is to remain calm."

"We rarely ever stay out of the gossip," Jimin added when he finally made it to the two of you, trying to hold four cans of Pepsi and two large boxes of popcorns.

"Let me help you," your father offered, reaching for two of the cans and one box of popcorn.

"Here," Jimin slipped his hand into his pocket to pull out a lollipop for you.

"What am I, five?" you laughed, taking it from him nonetheless.

"You like them," he countered, pointing to it defensively. "It's your favorite flavor."

"That will certainly be a nice topic to gossip about," your father responded to the sweet interaction between you and Jimin. "But will they keep taking pictures of us?"

"I can always alert the security, but I don't think it would do much," Jimin whispered, motioning towards the massive door to the theatre with a shrug.

"Let's just get going."

One look at the way Jimin caught your hand and your father snorted.

"Next time, I'm bringing a date, too. I can't believe I'm third wheeling."

Before any of you could enter, Jimin briefly looked at the girls and bowed towards the camera, knowing that it wasn't just a few fans in the theatre but several millions of them who'd be watching the news the next day.

Straightening up, Jimin raised one hand over his head to make a heart, the other being occupied by the cans of Pepsi and the popcorn.

"That will do the trick," you explained to your father with a grin. "Whenever Jimin acknowledges them, they rarely ever find it in themselves to continue filming. It's sweet."

"It really is."

Kim Taehyung:

"Oh my- OH MY GOD!"

Taehyung could only giggle at the lady's expression, continuing to eye the menu with a smile on his face.

"Kim Taehyung!"

"Ahaha, yes. Me," Taehyung raised a hand up.

"I- oh my gosh I can't believe this! It's Kim Taehyung! I'm talking to Kim Taehyung!"

From behind him, you lowered your head to stifle a laugh, chuckling fondly when Taehyung turned to bump you with his shoulder.

"Hey, don't laugh. You reacted like this when we first met, too!"

"Hardly," you scoffed with a roll of your eyes. "I played it off cool."

"My foot," he clicked his tongue, his smirk deepening when you broke eye contact to look away.

"What can I get you today? It's on the house, tell me anything! This is the least we can do for you!"

"That won't be necessary," Taehyung waved off her offer, already handing over his black card to her.

"We just want to have two tuna and mayo gimbaps, that will be all."

"That's it?" She looked a little perplexed. "You... can get anything you'd like."

"That's what we like," he finished off with a wide boxy grin. "Two tuna and mayo gimbaps, please."

"Oh, yes! Okay! We won't take too long!"

"Thank you," he nodded gratefully. Just as he was about to turn to ask you something, she tentatively raised a notebook and a pen in his direction.

"If you don't mind, can I get your autograph? I'll put it up on the wall right there."

"(Y/n), why don't you go find us a seat? I'll be right behind you," Taehyung gently patted your arm with a reassuring smile.

"No problem," you mirrored his lovely smile, placing your hand over his before turning to go look for a table for the two of you.

"That's my girlfriend," you heard him explain to the fan behind the counter, causing another proud smile to grow on your face.

"Oh? You want her to sign too? (Y/N)!"

Jeon Jungkook:

"Yeah, we can get the stuff later too - oh! Hi!" Jungkook waved excitedly at a little toddler who was staring at him with a wide fascinated grin.

"Hi!" she giggled excitedly, patting her father's shoulder to get him to look at Jungkook as well. When she briefly met your eye, she pointed at your face with a smile.

"You're the princess!"

"Am I now?" you chuckled fondly, walking closer to her to give her your flower crown.

"Eek!" she squealed, clapping excitedly. "Thank you!"

"So, I'm the prince?" Jungkook asked, walking up to all of you and bowing towards the tall man who was watching his daughter and you with a warm smile.

"Yes!" She confirmed with a firm nod. "Prince and princess."

"And who might they be, darling?" The little girl's father asked her, never letting his smile drop.

"That's JK, dad! Mom loves JK! And this is his princess."

Both you and Jungkook bent over to laugh at her words, his arm soon slinging over your shoulder to pull you closer.

"Yes sir, this is my princess."

"And this is my prince," you grinned, patting Jungkook's stomach with a chuckle.

"Ahh, the BTS guys?" Her father nodded with realization. "My wife watches you every evening. Those videos where you go on a trip? She wants us to go to New Zealand after watching that."

"Oh, is that so?" Jungkook giggled shyly. "New Zealand is a beautiful place, you must definitely visit."

"If I'm not wrong, are you the youngest one? My wife keeps talking about JK being the youngest. Is that you?"

"I am," he confirmed with a proud smile. "The maknae."

"Maknae, yes!"

"JK!"

"Yes, little one," Jungkook raised his hand for her to give him a high five. "Do you like flowers?"

"Yes, they look pretty," she eyed the flower crown that you gave her with a twinkle in her eyes.

"They're only half as pretty as princess."

Jungkook nodded at her words.

"I can agree with you on that one."

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emerald-notes · 1 year

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Noona! Please! Help! - Part 1

Fandom: BTS Characters: Younger Brothers BTS and Elder Sister Narrator Genre: A Little Dramatic and A Little Comedic Word Count: 1.7K Words Warning: Mention of BTS crackhead behaviors (I mean, why not? We all love their crackheadness), sickness, economic crisis, broken family, mention of emotional abuse, characters death etc. Note: It’s a siblings AU story of BTS with the narrator as their elder sister. I tried to write something different from what I usually write about. I had fun making this. Hope it makes you feel good too. Happy Reading Everyone :)

Summary: Her little brothers can’t attend to a single task without her help. Be it a dance competition or asking out a girl for a date, they always seem to be finding everything too hard to go through without her by their side. ‘Our lucky charm’; that’s what they like to call her. But what if she turns out to be a misfortune in different situations in one single day?

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - More to come

Prologue:

I always wonder when Ma said that she wanted a big family the day Pa had asked her to marry him, if she had really meant it like a family of ten people. But one thing was clear. Pa took her words to his heart and fulfilled her dream without compromise.

The struggle of being the elder sister of seven messy and chaotic brothers can be something impossible to even imagine. Especially if you are growing up in a household where both your parents are too sweet to ever scold their children.

I wish I could be that person who can easily punish her younger siblings when they misbehave. But alas! God had other plans. He made sure that my seven precious brothers were treated kindly by my parents to the point of being spoiled.

Now don’t get the wrong idea. My brothers are not all spoiled brats. In fact, most of them grew up to be gentlemen. At least, in front of the people that matters. But when they are home together with no one to supervise them, they are the biggest crackheads to ever exist.

Even if they give me headaches that are almost similar to that of the migraine pain my best friend suffers from (I said ‘almost’ because no pain compares to her evil migraine, trust me!) the moment I look into their eyes, I can’t bring myself to be mean. I think they have somehow mastered the art of creating the most innocent puppy eyes that melts my heart within seconds.

I think I am giving you the wrong idea all along. It's actually because I can’t express my frustration with my naughty angels in real life. So, it is making me pour out all the complaints here in texts all at once. Maybe it's time for a proper chronological introduction of them. And I will not make you wait any longer.

Kim Seok Jin:

The eldest and the handsomest, as he likes to be called, is none other than our Kim Seok Jin. “Just call me Jin. It sounds cool.” as our prince had once said. So, it had been maintained by everyone without a word. After all, he’s the hyung of the pack.

Three years younger than me, acts like the maknae more than the maknae does himself, Jin never fails to crack a joke at every family event. His sense of humor is unlike any other. No one would agree that his dad jokes are ever really funny. But you would never catch them not laughing even whenever Jin made one of his lamest jokes. My personal belief is that the mystery lies within Jin’s own laughing sound.

Kim Yoon Gi:

The only one who dares not to laugh, when the others are ready to roll on the ground, is our second eldest hyung, Yoongi. He even managed to come into this world as early as possible after Jin so that only nine months is their age difference.

My grandma used to tell a touching story of how my mother had lost her beloved cat during her pregnancy when she carried Yoongi. That’s how he ended up getting her cat’s name. Yoongi lives up to his name too. He looks like a cat, acts like a cat and I feel that he even thinks like a cat.

Kim Ho Seok:

Oldest by only seven minutes among the first set of twins mother gave birth to, Hoseok is the sunshine of our family. His bright spirit and reckless laugh puts everyone at ease. It is as if he had taken the responsibility of always keeping the good vibes in the family.

However, his angry side is just as scary. Nobody wants to deal with an angry Hoseok. Nobody! Not Jin, not me, not even Ma and Pa.

Kim Nam Joon:

Hoseok’s twin Namjoon is the brain of the team. Who said that it is always the middle child who gets ignored all the time? Namjoon proves every single one of them wrong. It is always Namjoon who comes to the conversation first whenever a relative of ours asks about us.

With all that demeanor like an older child, both physically and mentally, Namjoon still has a very childish side of him. That child is the God of destruction who breaks everything it touches. These contradictory qualities had earned him his nickname, ‘Giant-baby’.

Kim Ji Min:

The second set of twins produced Jimin as the oldest. Jimin, the comforter. Jimin, the lovely. And definitely Jimin, the flirt.

If cringe could be a person, he would be Jimin. He never shies away from his emotions. “Did I mention that I love you?” is something you would often hear him say. Even though others pretend to throw up at his words of affirmations, they have to agree that they can’t help liking it secretly.

Kim Taehyung:

Jimin’s soulmate, born with a face of a Greek God, Kim Taehyung runs the fashion industry in our home. “That lipstick doesn’t suit your eye makeup” , “The shoes made your whole fit cheap”, “Try to wear that and everyone will think you’re going through a breakup.” Taehyung doesn’t care to point them out.

Taehyung lives in his own world. Not in his mind exactly. I think it is an invisible world that coexists with ours. Because most of the time, we question his behavior and sometimes his sanity too.

Kim Jungkook:

The golden maknae, also the only one having a two years age difference with his closest elder hyung, is our bunny boy Jungkook. At first sight, everyone would think he’s the high school heartthrob. But once you get to know him, you’ll know how shy he is in front of strangers.

Whatever shyness he has in him, he uses them all outside our home. Because inside it’s always, “Party! Party! Yeah!” And that party is always him alone in his room doing karaoke till it's 3 in the morning. But who’s to scold him for that?

The reason behind each of their varying personalities, I believe, is because we grew up in different households as children. Is it even surprising? Do you think it is really possible for two people to take care of eight kids without help? The answer to this question may be a little complicated.

But my parents were determined to raise their kids by themselves so that none of them ever feels left out. And they did it too, for almost 8 years. But Ma fell ill right after giving birth to Jungkook. And Pa was having some financial crisis at the same time. As it has been said 'Bad things come in threes', Jungkook was born with some complications.

So, Pa had to focus on him and him alone. It was still hard for Pa to do it without Ma by his side. That's when I decided to take charge of taking care of the youngest while Pa looked after Ma and his business. I know I was only 8 years old at the time, but our situation had forced me to be more mature than that.

After some discussions on our wellbeing and the family's economic condition, Ma and Pa decided to keep Jungkook and me only. They told me that it was only for the time being and that they would bring everyone together as soon as they could.

Poor Jimin and Taehyung had no idea when they were sent to live with Granma and Granpa. I learned later that little Tae had continually cried for days and Jimin had grown too quiet for a two year old.

Namjoon and Hoseok were sent to stay with Ma's elder sister, her husband and her little daughter who was just about the age of the twins. As far as the report went, I'm positive that among all my brothers they got to stay a little happier away from home.

The one who suffered the most was probably Yoongi. Being too innocent for this world, Pa had failed to recognise how cruel his brother's behavior could sometimes get. Maybe growing up with an emotionally unavailable adult made Yoongi the most outwardly cold. Mind you that I said 'outwardly' because I'm sure if you can see through his heart, you will find something quite the opposite.

Jin stayed with Pa's sister who had been raising kids her whole life. All of her kids were older than Jin. So I guess it's easier to understand why Jin acts like a maknae all the time.

The idea of bringing them home 'as soon as possible' remained an idea. Because by the time Pa had somehow managed to get into a reliable position with his business, Ma was gone. And Pa had no other choice but to follow her.

Since it would be impossible for a 13 year old to be taking care of her 5 year old brother on her own, Granma decided to take us to her as well. So, we were reunited with Tae and Jimin in her house.

One by one, my little brothers turned 18 and built their own life. Even though I am now a full grown 25 year old woman I still couldn't leave my granma's house. And it is because I couldn't give up on being a parent to the youngest who has still not crossed the line of 18.

"Just wait for one more year and I'll grow up and thrive in this world." Jungkook says that quite a lot lately. Even though it might sound a little selfish, I wish my Jungkookie never grew up. So that I could keep him all to myself like I had been doing for the past 17 years of my life.

But there is a bright side of them finally turning 18. One by one the hyung line among my brothers started to get in touch with me more and more frequently. Finally, after years of separation, I truly feel like I'm getting to be that older sister that I had to be. And I'm happy that they are allowing me to be just that.

You might get a little confused as to why I had complained about them in the beginning of this story as if they were little kids I have to look after when I didn't even get to live with them for that long. Let me get you out of this confusion. It's because now that I finally get to be close enough once again, I realized one very important fact that applies to them all. My brothers haven't really grown up.

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eoieopda · 10 months

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It's award season (unconfirmed)! Give some of your mutuals silly little awards. 🏆

ahh!! i love these 🥹 i can’t wait to spend too much time on this!! ✨

the 🏆 boba baby baddie award 🏆, for making me laugh through the horrors on this site, goes to….

@yoongukie-ff @blog-name-idk

the 🏆 cunning linguist award 🏆, for coming up with the funniest shit i’ve ever heard in my life and adding to my vocab and/or bad joke repertoire daily, goes to…

@yoongiphoria @daechwitatamic

the 🏆 seriously, can you just write a novel and/or hbo show already? ffs award 🏆, for cinematic world-building, incredible story-telling, and impeccable word-smithing, goes to…

@sailoryooons @hamsterclaw @kithtaehyung

the 🏆 my life got a lot brighter and slightly more crackheaded when i found you award 🏆, for being a blessing upon my dashboard/household/discord and feeding my brain rot, goes to…

@xjoonchildx @ugh-yoongi @gimmethatagustd @goddessjichu and (even though M isn’t on here anymore) @here2bbtstrash

the 🏆 i don’t necessarily remember who i was before i met you, but i’ll cry if i think about it and am just, like, ??? thankful ?? fuck?? award 🏆 for dragging my limp body out of mental health jail and fireman carrying me through the day, goes to…

really? is it not obvious? it’s @jihopesjoint, duh.

#jade speaks #anon #moot awards #for your consideration #moots

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blueberrykenn · 3 months

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What Happens After Dark

Chapter 1: Yoongi’s Unwanted Attention

When enemies, Min Yoongi and Kim Taehyung run into a stranger who not ready to die yet and ask Yoongi to go to some college party Taehyung doesn’t like that

Grim Reaper BTS AU

Pairing: a mix of all ot7 ships

Words: 1K(short so sorry)

Fic Warnings: Dead dove, death,blood, Maknae line being the crackheads they are

Chapter Warning: arguing, Suicide and a curious Jimin

Inspired by @ashanpan AU comic

Yoongi Point of View

"Yoongi, Taehyung you two are working together today for these corrupts"

Seokjin; the first one of the soul collective society had announced while reading what his floating clipboard was saying.

I groaned as we don't get along quite well "Why the loud snake; I would rather the giant nerd kid than him"

I hear Namjoon gasp as Taehyung himself popped his head from the floor and say "Hey! I'm delightful!"

"You literally made everyone think that you were a historical figure the last time you were in the world like that Taehyung!" Seokjin had said while laughing while he rolled his eyes at Seokjin "I am a historian figure I'm Kim Taehyung" as I'm walking to the mortal portal I grumble

"Lets go already and get this over with before I have an aneurysm and die"

I see Jungkook nodding and then his eyes widening "HYUNG YOURE DEAD!"

I laughed as I'm teleporting with an annoyed Taehyung as we set foot into some building for a business while in a building we hide right outside of one of the windows as we see where the souls came from we see a guy and a girl doing what it seems like a suicide pact and they have hung themselves, Taehyung opens the window and I follow as he grabs searches the female's body and I search the male body, then we see it its a two headed snake, not a very powerful corrupt soul but its still corrupt

"Aww look at this cute thing!" Taehyung shrieks and I knock off his hat "dumbass its the two souls they are trying to fuse together" I take my staff and slice one of the head's off while I I collect one of the soul I hear Taehyung scream "Yoongi! WHAT THE FUCK?!" I roll my eyes as I see Taehyung looking away while slicing the other head off the corrupt's head off while he jars up the other soul as we make our way to our next location

While we're walking down the sidewalk nearby a college we see some girl walks up to me in a flirtatious way and say "Hey there! You're hot why don't you come to this party, I can send you the address" The unknown female says as she takes her phone out to type out the address, before she even can type anything Taehyung steps in front of me and in a pissed off tone he tells the female

"He didn't bring his phone sweetie" she then tells Taehyung "I can send it to you, you're also hot" he then shakes his head.

"No thanks."

"There no harm with two extremely hot guys at some college party"

"It Might."

Taehyung then knocks the girl out before alternating her memory and I semi yell.

"Taehyung! You can't be doing that to people" he then shrugged

"She was clearly flirting with you and I got annoyed so it had to be done, besides she wont remember a damn thing about the interaction between us"

Taehyung Point of View

I don't know why but that girl was getting on my last fucking nerve by being so damn annoying so i had to knock the shit out of her; as we continue the corrupt missions today

once we are done and walk back into the portal Yoongi being the lame buzzkill he is; is already fucking telling what I did to Namjoon hyung

"Yeah he knocked her out and altered her memory like he supposed to be doing that every fucking time he in the mortal world control him Namjoon before I fucking do and you know I'll do some shit."

I see Namjoon holding Yoongi's shoulders before Jungkook comes around and lead Yoongi to a different area then where I am. I I roll my eyes and sit next to Namjoon as I see him giving me a glare and lecture me

"Tae, we don't alter people's memories, Imagine if you didn't know how to properly alter memories, Jin hyung would have an aneurysm and then the demons would capture the poor innocent soul and corrupt it before she even died and then imagine the amount of power that soul would have"

I stood up as I defend myself in a loud tone

"She was so fucking annoying and was flirting with fucking reapers what do you expect me to do go to some college party; if I remember correctly the last time that happened Jungkook and I were in heaps of trouble just for coming back drunk" Namjoon gave me that look like he's going to be continuing his lecture, which he does by saying

"Regardless; Tae you know you can't be messing with the mortals like that, it alters their lifespan, for all we know she'll be on tomorrow's list of corrupts you don't want that do you Tae?" as he explains it i shook my head at his question, understanding the circumstance I put Myself and Yoongi in as we're not exactly mortals and say in a low tone "Sorry Namjoon hyung, sorry Yoongi hyung" as Namjoon nodded i flopped back and dozed off as I was thinking back at today's events

Meanwhile at the exact same time

Jimin's Point of View

"Hey Hobi hyung, isnt that the reapers that Jin has control in?" I look over at my boss/only friend before I see him nodding before I hear him mumble "Where has the cat and snake wander off to, Jimin follow them, but dont intervene" I nod and follow them around from a distance that's where i see the cat and snake arguing while I see a passed out girl in between the two as they walk up I go up to the girl and place a kiss and whisper a chain of words to get her soul to strong for her innocent body before I continue my venture of following the cat and the snake.

They seem intriguing. Almost intoxicating.

#bts #bts suga #kim taehyung #min yoongi #bts jin #bts v #park jimin #bts ff #jung hoseok #bts grim reaper au

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 2 years

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not tonight | myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader

summary: Two people trying to find their hearts.

warnings: language, est. relationship, questioning life, there's sex but it's more about feels; Yoongi’s POV; lyrics are from 'more than life' by machine gun kelly ft. glaive, fits the story, doesn't it? 2k drabble

damn, I can't wake up happy I just took a knife to the strings that attach me

“How many people do you think would care if I died?”

“At least one.”

She stared at him.

He smiled back, humorless. “I only know about me, after all.”

“You’re a dork.”

Humor crept into his smile, saying nothing. She tried to turn her head away but he reached up and placed a finger on her chin, pushing it back towards him. Her narrowed eyes and raised eyebrow greeted him in return.

“My opinion is the only one that matters.”

She scrunched up her face, taking a moment to consider it. A half-sigh and a shrug, relenting to his words. “Quality, not quantity, huh?”

“An important distinction when it comes to opinions, not orgasms. You need both.”

And then she laughed, breaking out of his hold, but that was the goal, his smile becoming a smirk, watching her shake her head and lean back, her hair spilled over his pillows, stark contrast to the usual emptiness. His choice. He hated fake people. Most people were fake and shit at sex.

Yeah, most people weren’t worth the ten minutes of mediocrity.

He asked the question.

“Nightmares?”

Expectedly and unfortunately, her laughter died. “I wouldn’t call them that. Or maybe I’m desensitized and don’t feel anything unless it’s really fucked up.”

“You definitely feel something. I’m really fucked up.”

Her lips curved into a wry smile. “Mmm, is that so?”

“You’ve heard my mixtapes.”

“Is this a dick swinging contest on who is more fucked up?”

“Pretty sure mine is bigger than yours on the sheer basis that you don’t have a dick, but feel free to prove me wrong. I’m flexible.”

“You’re annoying is what you are.”

“Attacking character is the laziest form of insult and therefore negligible.”

“It’s only an attack of you think it’s true. Otherwise, it’s just funny.”

It was strangely easy, almost carefree. Words parried back and forth, dancing around reality.

He smiled. “I’m dying laughing here. Do you care?”

The side of her lips curved upwards.

He used to think everyone was fake, but at least one wasn’t, even though she was trying very hard to be, all so that she could feel some semblance of real.

“Immensely,” was her reply.

She rolled towards him, bringing her heat and lips to his.

He felt it sometimes. It simply hung in the air. A kind of burning restlessness that lived in her energy when she had bad dreams. It would persist all day and late into the night. She would avoid sleeping, presumably to avoid the dreams. The context of them didn’t really matter – or perhaps it did, but he was no dream analyst or crackhead psychic – all that mattered was that she had them and they would keep her wide awake even when she was dead asleep.

He knew the feeling.

Probably not the exact feeling but there was a reason that he had dark circles.

He could taste it on her lips, on her tongue, trying to be innocent but she didn’t know the meaning of the word and neither did he, because soon her body was pressed against his and his arms were gliding around that waist, fingers of one hand dancing up her spine, the other sliding down to grab a handful of her plump ass.

Everyone wanted to feel special.

She wanted to especially feel nothing, which meant she felt everything.

Her hands slipped into his long hair, her fingernails sliding over his scalp.

Most people tried to avoid pain. Most people. She made it a point to sleep with him, because most people thought he was the definition of pain. They thought. He made sure that she never felt malice from him. She never expected him to be that way, so he was. From bracing herself for the pain to slipping into his arms to avoid the bad dreams that reminded her she still had demons. She told him, I can’t be what you want me to be. He told her, I don’t want you to be anything but you. She never promised she would give him forever and a day, so he gave it to her instead. At least, as much of forever as he could. It wasn’t like his dead body would know forever was over.

She loved him, raw and fierce.

He could feel it in her touch and in the way she faked it and pretended to be okay when she wasn’t.

“Yoongi…”

She murmured his name, dreamlike, and so he became the dream, chasing all the bad ones away by keeping her up, breathing her name into her skin, a promise to never break her heart, not that it mattered. It was broken already. It came that way. Maybe even before she knew she had a heart. He liked to say he didn’t have a heart, but they were both liars.

One broken, cannot feel.

One heartless, hiding it deep within.

Maybe that’s why it worked.

He turned them over, just to see her hair on his pillows again, nipping at her lower lip, listening to her sound. A soft breath, not one of those pathetic guess-this-is-what-men-want fake moans. He hated that shit. He believed it was lazy and, sure, maybe that kind of thinking was childish, but he could spot a liar when he saw one because he had seen many and been one himself. He was sick of those pretending simply to impress him, simply because they wanted something from him, simply waiting to use him to feed their own egos.

Never for a second did he question her intentions.

He grabbed her wrist and she fought back, twisting her arm and locking their fingers, reflecting his open-mouthed smug smirk. She remembered the things he liked. The playful dance, her body rising to meet his, skin-to-skin, her lips grazing his jaw, kisses down his neck, and he remembered the things she liked too, his head turning and warm breath against her cheek, letting his chuckle rumble through his chest.

“If you’re dead, we can’t fuck.”

Her other hand was trailing up his side. She squeezed their interlocked fingers.

“Heh, guess that’s true. Who’s gonna fuck you as well as I do?”

“Nobody and that’s the problem.”

He hated people because they hurt him for some reason or another, thinking he had a hard enough heart to feel nothing, but instead they craved scars into the hollow, nothing there to brace them, and then she came into his life, broken heart and all, the words on the tip of her tongue, who are you?

And he found, for the first time, that he wanted to know the answer too.

He pressed their interlocked fingers into the bed, kissing her long and deep, her hair spilled over his pillows. He had spent so long hiding his heart that even he had no idea where it was anymore. She said to him that she didn’t care, that she was sick of caring, that she was tired and broken and there wasn’t much left, but there was a little. Just a little. Might as well. She pressed him on top of her, crushing her body with his weight, and he kept it off her, distracting her with his mouth, devouring her nightmares or bad dreams or whatever-the-fuck-they-were with his possessive tongue, her shudder coursing through him too, sound morphing into adrenaline that ignited his blood.

She held onto him.

He wasn’t made to be held.

Or was that something that was craved into him by the scars caused by others?

Her fingers traced his back, her thigh sliding between his, the other tracing the outside of his hip.

“Yoongi…”

He hated it when people said his name, because everyone was fake, but he loved it when she said his name, because she wasn’t everyone. She was his and that was more than everyone else did for him. He placed his lips on her throat and her legs locked around his thigh, preventing him from moving too far down.

He sucked on her skin and felt her moan vibrate his lips. Her fingers tangled in his long hair, tugging in it, leaving strands of black over his vision. Her nails dragged down his back while he marked her throat with his teeth. Bodies interlocked, pain into pleasure, neither one letting go.

He told her before that his heart was an empty hole full of scars.

She climbed down into the darkness and traced them with her fingertips.

He didn’t talk about them, not really. The past was the past. But she knew they were there and she was mindful of them. He warned her of the dark with in. She said she liked the dark. It meant she couldn’t see how broken hers was. She stayed with him, even though he fell into familiar patterns, catching him before the train of thought could wreck him. She recognized those patterns and she caught him, giving him that moment of recognition as well so that he too could see them.

Yoongi hoped one day he could tell her how grateful he was for that.

He found himself wondering where his heart was, now and again, until one day he realized it was standing right there the whole time, in the dark, surrounded by scars in his hollow, fingertips mindful of all those that hurt him before.

He held her broken heart together and they shared it.

His hands were in her hair now, spreading it over his pillows, filling the usual emptiness of his bed with her presence.

She rubbed her thigh in between his legs and he sucked in a breath, surfacing from his bite, coming back up to kiss her again, making his breath disappear and giving it to her instead. Emptying his lungs, every wisp of air pushed out, and she took it all away, breathing him in so that he was lightheaded while her smooth skin rubbed against his hardening length, her fingertips fanning over his hip.

Who are you?

She had asked him then and he had smirked and replied with his name, but her eyes weren’t satisfied with his answer, watching him, who are you, and, for some reason, he himself thought, who am I, in the middle of their lips touching and their bodies talking. I don’t want to care about anything, and he said, me neither, and they didn’t want to but they did anyway, already. Bodies can only speak truth and they were already tangled in each other’s legs, staring into each other’s eyes.

He told her he was full of dead dreams and hollow scars.

She told him she wasn’t made quite right and everything came broken.

He locked his fingers with hers, right beside the remains of the condom packaging and slid into her wet, tight heat, staring into her eyes, knowing who he was.

Yours.

She never promised she would give him forever and a day, but she promised never to lie and her body told him she was his. The way she raised her hips and rammed back into him, the way she clenched her core and her jaw, grinning at his gasp, the way she met his pace and escalated it, faster, harder, rougher, wilder, thin breath and chasing pleasure, the world becoming nothing but them and this moment.

Who are you?

The one who chose to love you.

She didn’t ask him to, but he didn’t really care either. He didn’t ask her to love him, but she did, even though she said she couldn’t, even though she came broken, even though she doubted her ability to love, but she didn’t know that the simple act of tracing his scars and being mindful of each and every one was enough. Everyone else saw the hollow and thought it was the abyss, thought he had nothing to give, and he hadn’t even realized that he, too, had begun to believe he had nothing to give.

Nothing but scars and darkness.

But she liked scars and darkness, and she stayed.

not today, not tomorrow, not tonight, I don't wanna die.

drabbles masterpost | masterpost

#yoongi x reader #yoongi x you #bts smut #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi x you

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skz-nix · 1 year

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nix's phone !!

iphone 13 - blue

-- jisung bought her this phone after he, hyunjin, and jeongin broke her old one

-- hyunjin painted her phone case as his part of the apology, and jeongin bought her airpods

airpods pro

-- jeongin bought her airpods

-- she has a keychain of every member and switches them out occassionally

-- stay give her the keychains, and she has multiple of everyone

lockscreen + homescreen

-- her lockscreen is a picture of the boys she took recently

-- her homescreen is a picture of her best friends from back home. they got to see each other while skz was on tour and chan took the pic

gallery

-- her gallery is full of the skz boys and all her other friends

-- nct's jisung is in there a lot (ahem) and her excuse is that heuning kai is too (double ahem)

-- she's got a lot of pictures, but very few of herself

the boys contact names

bang chan: best leader 💙 lee know: grumps 🤠 changbin: my binnie hyunjin: beanstalk 🎨 han: squishy felix: sunshine 🔆 seungmin: smiley boy 🎤 i.n: innie baby <33

phoenix's contact names

bang chan: the og 💛 lee know: teddy :) changbin: my nixie hyunjin: short-stack 🧸 han: cuddle buddy felix: sunny lee 🔆 seungmin: cutie 🎙 i.n: youngie <33

group chats

lost children: stray kids group chat -- very active -- chaotic

we bare bears: haechan, kai, beomgyu, yunho, shownu, and hyunjae -- idols represented by the bear emoji -- pretty active for a chat with so many different ages and groups

scorpio squad: jeongyeon, momo, lee know, yuta, winwin, minhyuk, the8, hongjoong, and yugyeom -- idols that are scorpios -- old chat so not many new idols -- not super active, but always sends congrats for comebacks

'merica: bm, joshua, got7 mark, johnny, vernon, alexa, and jay -- english chat (for the most part) -- crackheads

pirates + a child: ateez -- very active -- lots of memes -- makes the skz boys jealous

jyp won't let us out: jihyo, bang chan, jb, jinyoung, nayeon, jeongyeon -- long time jyp trainees -- lots of jokes about nix being a baby -- it's fair bc the smallest age difference is 7 years

jyp ogs: day6, skz, twice, got7, and itzy -- old jyp group chat -- still fairly active

jyp(unch u in the face): twice, skz, itzy, nmixx, xdinary heroes -- new jyp group chat -- not super active, used mostly for reminders

nps: bang chan, hongjoong, jihyo, scoups, taeyong, johnny, irene, yoongi, namjoon -- nix protection squad -- oddly active for the wide mix of people -- lots of gushing and teasing

#about // phoenix #skz 9th member #stray kids added member #stray kids addition #stray kids au #stray kids imagines #kpop oc #kpop addition

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asadfangirlbitxh · 2 years

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Dynamics that give me exes vibes

This is a crackhead post. I don't think anyone on this list has dated Nor do i ship them romantically

1) Demi and Selena

2) Yoongi and Tae

3) Louis and Harry

4) Louis and Zayn

5) Jimin and Jeongyeon

6) Millie and Finn

7) Dianna Agron and Lea Michele

8) Ashley Tisdale and Vanessa Hudgens

9) Addison Rae and Dixie D'Amellio

10) Lauren Graham and Scott Patterson

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adabisworld · 2 years

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Stars to my moon | chapter-5 |

Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!

Pairing:ot7×f!OC

Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.

"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.

when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?

Word count: 6.5k

Taglist; @effielumiere

The boys have been practicing for over three hours now. Jimin has been down all day, worrying about Selene and Jin. He really didn't want to leave them all alone fending for themselves while being sick, even if it was only for some hours. During these three hours, Jimin has made three phone calls to Jin asking about their health, only getting short answers in return.

Jungkook putting his own worry for his Hyung aside has been trying to comfort jimin all day, doing crazy shit to make him smile but of no use.

Yoongi has been observing everyone all this time; that's what he does. Observe and evaluate his surroundings and his family. He can tell by little things like fidgeting or picking nails if his members are stressed or nervous or embarrassed. Living with people for nearly nine years does this to people. Even though he doesn't show his love verbally or in an overly affectionate way, he does these little things like observing their worry to help them out, not wanting or waiting for them to burn out like a candle: and carrying all the stress alone. That is his way of subtly showing his love for them.

And this past week, he has observed Namjoon fighting an internal battle that has only increased after Selene's arrival at the dorm. He looks at her puzzlingly as if the answers he is trying to find; lie with her, observing her behavior towards Jin and Jimin, not that he's not been doing that himself, he didn't want them to get hurt even if it's by the hands of their own soulmate and that's probably what his dongsaeng was doing but, he knows there's more to it. He knows Namjoon is hiding something, and he also knows it's something crucial to the situation of the soulmates.

He decided he'll have a talk with Namjoon during the break to relieve himself of his internal battle.

Another thing he noticed was how weird Taehyung was behaving. All quiet and somber. He figures he must have a lot on his mind as well. Normally, along with jungkook, taehyung would also be trying to up the spirits of his best friend, setting the mood with his crackheaded-ness. It could just very well be worry for his best friend. He has already made it clear that he doesn't like the way Selene has been treating Jin and Jimin but, Yoongi understands that she is new to all this as well; She will take time to process the changes in her life. She can't just welcome two strangers with open arms just because they are her soulmates.

Yoongi decides he will take care of his dongsaengs one at a time.

When the rest time rolls around, he asks Namjoon to have a talk with him privately in his studio.

Walking into the genius lab, Namjoon asks, "yes, Hyung? what is it?"

"I know something has been bothering you for quite a while now, Namjoon-ah. do you wanna talk about it?" He asks, he knows there is no point in rushing Namjoon to open up but trying wouldn't hurt.

Namjoon sighs, "yes, Hyung, but don't worry. I'll handle it."

"I didn't ask if you'll handle it. I'm telling you if you want a listening ear, this one is always open."

"I know, Hyung. I know. But I can't. I can't tell you, or anyone for that matter, because the information is not mine to share, and even though it's crucial for someone to know, I promised them not to tell anyone. I don't know what to do Hyung." Namjoon says, hanging his head and massaging his nose bridge.

"Is this information by any chance involving The soulmates?" Yoongi asks, they have agreed to call the Soulmate Trio the soulmates because honestly, all their names together were a mouthful.

Hearing his words Namjoon's head snaps up, bewildered as to how he knew, "H-how?" he asks with a frown,

Chuckling, yoongi says, "seriously!? as if anything is ever hidden from me."

"Yeah, but.." Namjoon nods, understanding.

"and well, the secret glances and puzzling looks you keep throwing towards her helped too." suga reveals smugly.

"Ah! I see. it was that obvious?"

"yeah!" he laughs.

"so now that you know, what do you suggest I do?"

"Honestly, if it's something related to her history, you should leave it up to her to open up to them." Namjoon opens his mouth to say something but he doesn't give him a chance, "and I know you feel responsible for knowing beforehand but, as you said, it's not your place nor your secret to share. They will work it out, she'll tell them, whatever it is, when she thinks it's the right time to. And even if they come to know that you knew before them, they will understand. They're not children, namjoon-ah. they know what keeping your word means."

Namjoon's shoulders visibly sagged in relief as he listened to his words.

"Thank you, Hyung! You don't know how long this has been unsettling me."

"I think I do, since the night you met her at Han river, isn't it?"

"Guess you ARE a psychic." namjoon chuckles.

Now that his one brother was free of his predicament, he can focus on his other one. And just like Namjoon, he will give him time to come, and talk to one of his Hyung too before stepping in himself. He just wishes it won't come to that.

The rest of the day went a little more relaxed. During the break, Jimin Video called Jin, though Selene wasn't in the room, Jin informed him that she was sleeping since there wasn't much to do, they both had eaten and were only getting better. After the call, Jimin too was relieved and could focus more on the practice. They all of course missed Jin but, they knew, he'll be with them not long after.

They all went home tired, smiling ear to ear except yoongi, he stayed behind to finish some music he has been working on these past months, he had a schedule: to release his new album soon. He couldn't wait to share this album with army.

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The sounds of whispers wake me up from the dreamland, but I don't open my eyes trying to focus on what they are saying.

"When Should I give it to her?" Jimin says, what is he talking about? Give me what?

"I don't know, it's your call," Jin replies. I wanna ask them what they are talking about, but they are speaking in Korean and as far as they know, I can't understand it. Maybe I should tell them that I can understand their language atleast some of it but then it'll be easier for them to make conversations with me and I'm not ready to talk with them.

Fingers move into my hair, gently caressing my scalp; making me sigh against my will. The fingers stop, before continuing after a second, but they don't talk further. Instead, I hear my name leaving Jin's lips.

"Selene..." His deep sugary rich voice makes goosebumps rise on my arms. It's the first time, I'm hearing my name slipping out of his lips. Meanwhile, what I now suppose is Jimin's fingers are still weaving through my hair. It's baffling to me how in just a matter of a day since I met them, I could differentiate between them both with my eyes closed.

"Selene, wake up, please. You need to eat something." He speaks again, And as if on cue, my stomach grumbles. I groan, whyyyy!!!!!

"Everyone is waiting, please come, eat," Jimin says, and I flutter my eyes open. Looking into my eyes, he smiles, but I don't smile back atleast I tried to. I move my eyes to the man standing behind him, finding him already looking into my eyes, he too passes me a smile, and yet again, I tried not to smile. I haven't forgotten the promise I made to myself in the washroom this morning. Even if I have to defy the universe, I won't give in to fate so easily.

I nod, sitting up, "You guys go ahead, I'll just freshen up." their faces tell me; they didn't understand all of what I said, but they got the gist of it since they start moving towards the door.

Walking into the living room, I see everyone settled in their seats, leaving me a seat between Jin and Jimin. I take my seat, as I look at what's for dinner.

"We thought since you guys have been getting better, you won't need to eat the sick food anymore," says Hoseok. That's the first time he has addressed me. I haven't had much interaction with the other guys, they must be giving me space to settle first. Their dorm is pretty big, though I wouldn't expect anything less from Seven guys living together, the world's renowned musicians nonetheless. The interior is pretty modern. The kitchen is themed black and grey, the same as the room I'm staying in.

"Thank you," I say as Jimin serves me and Jin a plate before grabbing one for himself. The dinner was decent; I don't know what's the dish called though. Should I ask them? I don't want to show them any type of interest, but after thinking twice about it, I give in; what's asking for the name of a dish gonna do?

"Sorry, but what is this dish called?" I ask, looking at RM in particular.

"Oh, it's Tteokbokki, it's made from rice. Do you like it?" He answers.

"Yeah, it's good," I say.

"Well, thank Jin, he made it for you," He tells me.

I turn towards Jin, "why are you working in the Kitchen already? You should rest until you're fully recovered." I scold him, against my will, might I add. I don't care about him, No. but when RM mentioned him working in the kitchen, I couldn't help but worry about him. I know this is all because of the bond, but I can't take back my words after voicing them out loud.

He chuckles, "Don't worry, it was not many work. And I was bored, you were sleeping."

Whatever his excuse, I know why he really did it. He was jealous because I complimented Jimin's soup in the morning, and he wanted to earn my praise as well, which he did, Even if it was indirectly. He did. And that was pretty clear on his face. His face was cracked into an ear-to-ear smile, his eyes having lost behind his cheeks, though visible enough for me to see the shine, the pride of having accomplished his goal in them.

Realizing I'm staring again, my eyes divert to the table only to meet another brown pair of eyes, though these eyes were not staring, no they were glaring at me as if I sold off his horse. What was this guy's deal? He seriously has a bone to pick with me, and I didn't even talk to him, let alone do anything for him to act this way.

I sigh, there's no point in addressing that though. I won't be seeing him again after this week. I can ignore it till then.

After finishing up dinner, the guys start cleaning up the table. Thinking, I should lend a hand. I start collecting the dishes and with no interruptions this time, thank god.

The guys move back to the living room, I move to get back to my room, but a voice stops me.

"Do you like to play video games?" The blue highlights guy asks, he's kookie if I'm not wrong.

"um, yeah," I answer.

"Do you wanna play with us? Jimin-hyung and I are gonna have a match, but we need a third player, and Taehyungie-hyung is refusing," he asks me with a pout. Am I seeing this right? Doe eyes and a pout? I didn't have a chance against him in the first place.

"Sure," I say and go to sit at the corner of the couch while he and Jimin are sitting on the floor.

He hands me a console and says, "Don't worry, we'll go easy on you." Smirking at Jimin. The latter, however, is not looking at his dongsaeng, he's looking at me with glinting eyes. I guess, after so many refusals: he's happy I accepted something even if it wasn't his request.

The rest of the boys, except for the one; kookie mentioned before, are here, scattered around the different pieces of furniture in the room. Yoongi and RM, are sharing the couch; adjacent to mine, Hoseok is on a sofa chair, and Jin; is sprawled across the one I'm sitting in.

The match starts with kookie in the lead with Jimin on his tail and I in the last position. But as we got further into the game, the ranks changed. Jimin and I swapped places while Jungkook, as I know him by now, was still in the first place. Not for long. I think as I accelerate, rounding around the corner, I come neck to neck with him. Bumping into his car, I pass him by at just the last second, winning the game. The round of cheers hollered around the room as if I won an Olympic, not a basic car game.

"wahhh!! Daebak!" Jimin comments. I pass him a smile.

"Yah! Selene, you be my team next!" Jin says, giving me a wink.

"Not fair!! You do not say you play good," Jungkkook whines, and I laugh.

"Well, you assumed that I can't play instead of asking me if I could play. Not my fault," I shrug, laughing.

"where you learned?" he asked.

"Eric and I used to play, with time, I picked it up," I tell him smiling, reminiscing the memory.

"Eric?" Jimin asks with weird expressions.

"You know, you should know better than to presume," I say to Jungkook, pretending not to hear Jimin. At this point, the whole room has gone silent, the air frozen. No doubt everyone was watching our exchange.

"Yeah, okay?" Jungkook pouts.

"You don't answer my question," Jimin chimes in impatiently.

"Well.." I drawl, "That's because I didn't want to," I continue.

"Why?" he asks, raising his eyebrow. I chuckle, he really doesn't know when to back down.

"because it's none of your business," I say, looking him straight in the eye as I rise to my feet, watching his eyes as hurt flashes across them. I turn around and go back to my room, slamming the door shut.

Leaning on the door, I take a deep breath; how long till the week is over? It's only my second day here, and I'm already done with all of this. I didn't wanna hurt Jimin. Even if it's only been a day I know both jin and jimin are good sweet men, but I can't lead them on, let them into my life just to leave their hand in the middle of the road. It's better this way, Selene. I assure myself.

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As soon as Selene is out of the room, all members go to comfort Jimin. Hoseok knows Jimin didn't mean any harm with the question, and that guy for the love of God can't contain his jealousy. He just needs to understand to give her time to warm up to him before diving into her past.

He sighs, "Give her space Jimin-ah. she'll come around." comforting his dongsaeng. However, hoseok doesn't miss the looks Yoongi and Namjoon throw toward each other, having their own secret conversation.

"yah! jimin-ah. If you can't help getting jealous, at least try not to show it," Jin says, Hoseok knows it's hard on them both to share a soulmate. They haven't even gotten to talk about it yet.

"I think you guys should talk about it. Try figuring out how you'll handle this relationship," Yoongi says, he chuckles. Of course, he's thinking the same thing. Hoseok and Yoongi's thoughts have almost always been in sync. Just like Jimin and Taehyung, it's like they are each other's soulmates as well.

"Yeah, you guys should have some ground rules to avoid conflict in your relationship with both, Selene and each other," Namjoon agrees.

"That's a good idea. What do you suggest?" Jin asks, and jimin nods. Besides their relationship with Selene. Their relationship with each other is too important for them. They wouldn't want to lose it for the world.

"Well to start with, how about if one of you gets in an argument with her, the other stays out of it?" Namjoon suggests, and both the members agree.

At this point, the only member missing in the whole ordeal has also come out of his room, the sound of the door slamming brought him out of his haven. He listens intently to namjoon, not wanting to miss out on anything.

"And you should communicate more, always be transparent," Hoseok suggests, he knows how important transparency is in a relationship. If you aren't transparent to your partner, the relationship will crumble beneath the weight of your secrets eventually.

"Right, and don't make it a competition 'cause it's not one. And I know being jealous is only human, and you will get jealous of each other, just try not to show it," Namjoon speaks again, making both men look at each other. Jealousy is something that has the power to sink even the best ships.

"And always keep the other in the loop. For example, tell him beforehand if you have made plans or a surprise for her," Jungkook pitches in. Both men are listening to their members, helping them in their strange situation.

"Yes, and you can add more rules as time goes by, and I know you know but still remember she is your priority, don't think like the other will take care of something. Both of you should," Namjoon reminds them. It's pretty common, to dump your responsibility on someone else, assuming they will take care of it, but none does. In their case, if they communicate enough, nothing will get out of hand.

The others move to go back to their rooms, leaving the two to think over their words and talk things out.

"and give her some space, she might be already overwhelmed with the news of two soulmates. Let her settle that in and take things slow then," Namjoon says before disappearing down the hall.

Hoseok lays on his bed worried about his members, they were so ecstatic when they found their soulmate but having to share a soulmate is a lot of work and struggle. He just hopes while tying new ties their old ones won't break.

The vibration of his phone gets him out of his thoughts, he looks at the caller ID before picking up the call, grinning like an idiot. His worries long forgotten, he says into the phone,

"hi, Yeobo!"

"Hi, Oppa. What are you doing?" the person on the other line asks.

"If I say I was missing you, would you believe me? or does that sound too cheesy?" Hoseok teases.

"I definitely wouldn't believe it, and yes, it is too cheesy." She laughs.

"Well, thank god that isn't the answer then, I was just thinking about work," he says. He doesn't want to lie to her, but she isn't aware of the new situation in the dorm, and it's better that way.

"Oppa... you're always thinking about work, take some rest. Don't go too hard on yourself," she scolds, making Hobi chuckle.

"I just had a week's rest. Don't worry. I won't go too hard. Now tell me, was there a special reason you called, or were you just missing me?" he teases again, this time making her chuckle.

"I wouldn't say I didn't miss you, but yes, I called to ask if you're free to go on a date with me this weekend," she asks,

"of course, who would want to miss upon the opportunity to take a beautiful woman on a date?" he answers, a smile gracing his lips.

"Okay then, see you Saturday!" she says, hanging up the call.

Hoseok gazes up at the ceiling, still smiling. Hands folded, resting on his heart, still holding the phone. Whatever the matter Ji-ah always makes his day bright. If hoseok was everyone else's sun, It was Ji-ah, who had the power to make him smile on the lowest of days. It was one of the reasons he decided to date her.

Hoseok, after having witnessed Jin holding onto the hope; of finding his soulmate and the misery that brings, decided not to have those childish false hope. After waiting two years, hoseok had enough of waiting around for his soulmate. He met Ji-ah two years ago when he was at the lowest in his life. She worked for his sister, and after their many encounters, he asked her out on a date. In 2018, when the band was thinking of disbanding, everything he worked so hard for was slipping from his hands, from all of their hands. He needed support and Ji-ah became that anchor in his life at that time. In a way, she saved him, supported him, comforted him, and loved him. When he thought he didn't have anyone, she was there for him.

Now that Jin and jimin found their soulmates, you would think the candle of his hope has once again been lit, but Hoseok doesn't want to find his soulmate. Ji-ah has been there for him for two years, he does not want to repay her love with hurt. He wouldn't be able to bring himself to.

Ji-ah is one of the kindest, purest and brightest souls he has encountered, he can't be the reason for her hurt.

That is the reason Hoseok has given up on ever finding his soulmate.

But has fate ever listened to anyone? You will get what is due to you and in his case, a soulmate.

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It's afternoon, and I'm lounging in the living room alone, watching an episode of Friends. I've been avoiding everyone since the morning. I didn't come out of my room for breakfast so after everyone left: Jin came to my room with breakfast. He didn't say anything about last night's situation, he just understood my need for space. I saw his reaction too when I mentioned Eric; his eyes were screaming jealousy just like Jimin's, and I saw the hurt in there when I disregarded Jimin's right over me. He knew that applied to them both.

But he was neither angry nor upset over it but rather understanding. Neither of us addressed last night's events; we had a silent breakfast. It was a little awkward, but that was only because I didn't know how to act, and he was acting so nonchalantly.

After breakfast, he retired to his room, saying he had work and only came out to make and eat lunch. It went silent, just like breakfast. I wondered why he wasn't saying or asking me anything. But at the same time, I was thankful because I wouldn't know how would I answer his questions anyway.

I was laughing: holding my stomach when Monica was teaching chandler how to pleasure a woman right. I threw my head back laughing, only to have a near heart attack when I saw Jin standing behind me.

Screaming, I sat up straight, turning towards him,

"Fucking hell!! you just gave me a heart attack!" holding a hand to my heart.

But what comes out of his mouth isn't something I ever expected him to ask,

"Are you disappointed in us?" I look at him. Eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" I ask, why the fuck would he ask that? These guys are literal angels as far as I've seen. Always caring and kind to others. To me. When I haven't even done anything to earn that kindness.

"Are you not happy we are your soulmates?" he asks again.

Well, that is quite correct, but I can't say that to him. I don't want to hurt him, so I give him an answer that would be acceptable.

"No, Jin. I am not at all disappointed in you guys." I tell him, "You both are one of the sweetest and kindest people I've encountered. I just..." I sigh, before continuing, "I never imagined this. I didn't think or want to meet my soulmate, but I did. And then I found out I have two of them. How do you expect me to behave when I'm living with people I had no desire to meet or find?"

The way his eyes were staring into my own, I wanted to say so much more at this moment, I wanted to tell him everything, about Eric, about my reason to go against the universe. He wanted me to confide in him but I can't. No matter how much I'm tempted right now. I don't want to regret oversharing when I overthink later.

"You didn't want us?" he asks,

"No, Jin. It's not about you, I didn't want anyone," I tell him.

"Why?" he presses further.

"It's complicated. It's just something from my past that I'm not ready to share." I calmly try to make him understand.

"So, it's not because we are not what you um, excepted?" he says, with hopeful eyes. I don't know how much he understood right now, but I guess he got the gist of it.

"Expected." I correct him before continuing to shake my head, "And no. It's not because you aren't what I expected, rather you aren't who I expected," I tell him. He frowns, searching my eyes.

He smiles, "So, friends?" he asks holding his hand out hopefully.

I contemplate for a second, they really are good people maybe it wouldn't hurt to be their friend. We're gonna need each other throughout our life anyway. I'll just make it clear after, that friendship is as far as I am willing to go.

I smile, taking his hand.

Wait a minute! he was asking me questions so fluently in English, sure his English is good, but it's not as good as the way he just talked. Was he working on this the whole afternoon?

Since we're now friends, I decided to tease him. "So, is this what you were working on till now?"

As soon as the sentence is out of my mouth, his ears turn red. "I..I.. well," he stutters, and I laugh.

"Don't worry, you did good," I assure him, not wanting to embarrass him further.

As I try to turn around, I realize we are still holding onto each other's hands. I try taking my hand out, but he doesn't let go instead; he asks me,

"Can I join you?" he nods towards the screen. I raise an eyebrow.

"You was laughing hard," he says shrugging, answering my unspoken question.

"Sure," I smile at him.

He moves towards the couch, I sit at the far end and he sits right beside me, just an inch of space between us. He rests our still united hands in the space, his thumb lightly caressing the back of my hand.

"you know you can let go of my hand now, right?" I ask him, giving him an eyebrow raise.

"but I don't want to," he says with all sincerity, looking into my eyes. I could hear the thumping of my heart in my ears, I just hope he can't. The effect he has on me is going to get me in trouble one day. What is he trying, we just agreed to be friends. He opens his mouth again, "I'm not feeling good," and everything makes sense.

why do you always have to take everything otherwise Selene, I scold myself. Not everyone thinks like you, people can have innocent intentions you know.

I nod, "Okay," I say and turn towards the screen, putting on Korean subtitles so he can understand as well.

And that's how we spend the rest of the evening, holding hands, laughing with each other. His laugh sounded like a windpipe, and I wondered how can someone this beautiful can laugh like that but I'm not judging, I was snorting most of the time as well.

As the sun went down, I was seeing him in a new light. Quite literally. The ray of sunshine hitting his face; well gracing is a better word. As it graced his face, he looked so ethereal. I was happy we could be friends. I just hope it won't get any more complicated than this. I want to resent them honestly, but keeping the bond aside, they are really good people, and they don't deserve it. I don't deserve them.

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It's been two days since Jin and I decided to become friends. I wouldn't say, we have made a huge leap of progress in our friendship since then, but now at least, I'm comfortable with spending time with him. Yesterday, he and I had a Mario cart match of our own; needless to say, I won.

Though he wasn't bitter about it, he did whine and made me promise to team with him against Jungkook next time. I wanted to ask him what about that guy makes them all so competitive, but I bit my tongue because I didn't think it was my place to pry.

Today, the company allowed Jin to go with the other members to catch up on the practice since he has shown good signs of improvement in the past four days, leaving me all alone at their dorm.

A sigh of boredom leaves my lips as I fall back on the bed. I've been watching shows the entire day, but I'm bored of that too. Seriously, how many reruns can a person enjoy non-stop?

I roll across the bed when suddenly an idea pops into my head. I have two world-renowned celebrities as my soulmates, and I know nada about that aspect of their life. Reaching for my laptop, I sit up on the bed, ready to do some digging into how they become to be who they are now.

I search for BTS on youtube and scroll down the results. I pause and go back up; now counting down the views they have on their video and ¡dios mío! the amount of videos they have on their videos is insane. I first click on the music video that had more than a billion views, the song is named DNA. Though I thought, that I will understand at least a little of their song with the little Korean that I know, I was obviously wrong. I had to open the English subtitles to learn the meaning behind their song.

The melody and the music along with the meaning made the song a masterpiece. No doubt so many people loved the song. Their visuals helped as well. Both of my soulmates are looking heavenly in the video but I can't help watching the other members as well. They all are looking so beautiful with their hair and their dangling earrings.

The next song I listen to is called FAKE LOVE. Well, I guess the title explains a little. As the music starts my breath hitches, If I thought they were heavenly before, they looked devilishly handsome now. The lyrics were so well written, like how does one even come up with things like that? This has to be my favorite song of theirs. The sexiness was oozing out of the screen.

Next, I play ON. This song was released just this year. I see the pattern; the deep, meaningful lyrics aren't just a one-time, poet moment thing. All their songs seem to be deep and meaningful. I wonder who their writer is, whoever it is, the guys got lucky with them. Also, the songs are amazingly produced, these guys' team is so well made, they got lucky with everything.

The next video was released this month only, BLACK SWAN. I don't understand the title, but when I see the lyrics, I'm left amazed. And did I just see Jimin dance in contemporary? he was so graceful, and in the shot when his wings expanded, I was a goner. He dances with such poise I could only think to do so. The guys have only gotten better with time. The first video I saw, was from 2016, and in 2020 their visuals, music, their lyrics; it has only gotten better with time. This song should be played in the orchestra. It has the potential to reach people's hearts without even needing to say a word. This piece is a real masterpiece I'd say.

I go to the comment section since this is my new favorite of the guys, I need to know more about them. I see many comments about their pretty handsome faces, Jimin's dance, and marriage proposals. There were critics as well; some people tried to bash them for their success, but there were millions of supportive, loving comments. These guys are loved by their fans so much.

Just as I was about to click on the next video, a voice startles me, making me swear as I look up. Jin was standing there smiling at me, I smile back.

"what are you doing?" he asks as he strides into the room towards me.

panicking about getting caught, I instantly close the laptop, smiling at him, "oh um nothing, when did you come back?"

"just now," he answers. "come out, we bring dinner."

I nod, following him outside. I see Yoongi behind the counter setting the table with Jimin helping him.

Jimin and I haven't really talked after the incident in the living room, where I not so subtly shut him out. I see the longing gazes he looks at me with whenever I'm in his presence, the jealousy in his eyes when I'm with Jin. Even so, he hasn't come to talk to me, once. I don't know what is going on in his head, but he shouldn't have pried into my past much less so early in our relationship.

Soon, all the guys come out after getting freshened up, filling in the seats. Safe to say, besides Jin, I haven't had many interactions with the other boys, but they have been taking care of me, welcomed me into their home, accepting me as their brothers' soulmate. Seeing their success, these guys are pretty down to earth, the arrogance of success has not taken control of their minds. Well, atleast I don't have to deal with an arrogant soulmate. Considering everything, I'd say I ended up good.

"Do you eat spicy?" Namjoon asks from across me, sitting between Hoseok and Yoongi. Next to Yoongi sits Jungkook. I'm as always sitting between Jin and Jimin, with Taehyung sitting beside the latter.

"Depends. Your spicy? probably, My spicy? No." I answer.

Jin sets a bowl in front of me, "try,"

And I do. "It's good, I have eaten this before."

After dinner, as I start to get up to put my dish in the washer, a hand comes to rest on mine halting my actions.

"I think, it's time we have a talk," Jin says, tilting his head towards Jimin.

I nod, Of course, a talk was in order. It's a good time to let them know of my intentions or lack thereof, I guess.

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They move to the living area, the other members having retired to their rooms to give them privacy. Selene sits on a couch, and both the boys settle on the couch across from her. Being face to face they could read her expression. They know, there is something pulling back Selene from giving in to the pull of the bond. Both the members have experienced how strong the pull is and they've seen Selene fighting against it. They just want to understand the reason behind that fight.

"So..." Selene starts, "What did you want to talk about?"

"First, I want to say sorry for that day," Jimin speaks, hanging his head low, not daring to meet her eyes, he didn't want to see any more hurt or anger in her eyes caused by him, "I was wrong to..." he drifts off, couldn't find the words to express himself due to the language barrier.

"To push me? stuffing your nose in my business?" Selene offers sarcastically. Jimin didn't understand the last part, but he did know whatever she meant was probably true.

He nods, "I am sorry, I will wait for you. I will learn." with determination, he finishes his apology. Jimin never wanted to be the reason for someone's hurt or problem, all he wanted was, for the people he loves to live happily. He also wanted a good relationship with his soulmate.

Seeing the way, Selene had accepted Jin as a friend, from being hostile to comfortable in his presence whilst still showing jimin the same hostility she had when she came to the dorm was eating away at him. His insecurities whispering in his ear that she might not want him as a soulmate, she might choose Jin. He knows he was wrong to raise such an incredulous question this early in their relationship, but he was blinded with envy at that moment, all rationality, all sense went out the window at that time.

And he faced the consequences for that, having her right in front of his eyes but not being able to talk, scared she will say the words he is most afraid of, and having her avoid him like a plague. But after much thought and some advice from Yoongi, he finally stepped up to ask her herself if she wanted him or not. Or will she choose?

"Okay," Selene nods, "I accept your apology, but on one condition. Neither of you will ever push me for something I don't want to share."

Both the boys agree instantly, they never wanted to make her upset again.

"Friends"

"Alright, was there something else, or should I go then?"

"um," Jin fishes out a paper from his pocket, they had asked namjoon to help them with translation, they didn't want any misunderstanding.

"You are fighting the bond, we can tell. why?" Jin reads from the paper, peering up at her.

"I...I just told you not to ask me something I don't want to share." her answer comes.

"But we think your past," Jin counters, "this has us too,"

"Me not wanting to give in to the pull does not have anything to do with either of you," she says, glaring at the men. "I told you Seokjin, You guys are not a factor in whatever I do."

Her response hurt and relieved them at the same time. But they understood, they only came into her life not a week ago, and they can't expect to play a role in her life so soon.

"Okay," they both nod, "Are you going to choose?" taking the paper from Jin, Jimin reads.

"Choose what?"

"between us." Jin clarifies.

"No? I didn't know I was supposed to." she frowns.

"aani, aani, No. I was just... I thought you will not want me when you have Jin hyung." Jimin explains flustering.

"Jimin, I told this to Jin as well, I am willing to have a friendly relationship for the sake of your and my health, but I don't think I'll be able to take any further steps."

Jimin nodded, every word tumbling down her tongue was like an arrow piercing his heart, but he swallowed every single one of them. Selene was in a way rejecting the relationship they wished to share with her, but he won't ask why now; after knowing the reason, maybe he'll understand, but for now, he'll have to settle with being her friend if it means staying by her side.

"Okay, friends?" he says, holding a hand out to shake.

"Friends." she takes his hand, smiling. "I'm glad you guys understood. I don't want any problems in the future. So as far as we're all clear, I've agreed to be your friend and nothing more."

Both boys nod, "We understand,"

Not wanting to let her go just yet, Jimin asks, "what you do?"

"Oh, I'm doing my Master's in astronomy, I have just taken admission in Seoul University. The classes will start from fall though, so I have the time to settle here." her reply comes.

"You come here for study?" Jin asks.

"No, I just came to travel, but I loved it here, so I decided to stay."

"What change your mind?" he questions further, intrigued.

"Everything about this city is amazing. When I came to Seoul, I fell in love with the culture, the people, and of course the food, the biggest factor was my place of solace, the Han river. I love that place."

"Woah, namjoon hyung also go there. He met you there." Jin says, making Selene frown.

"What?" she whispers.

"He tell us your name. You met him. You don't remember?" Jimin asks, tilting his head, a habit he does whenever he tries to understand something.

"I remember meeting someone, but I didn't know who he was." She says, mind elsewhere.

Standing up abruptly, she says, "I think I should sleep." disappearing down the hall, leaving both the men confused and wondering if they did something wrong again.

Not wanting to give in to negative thoughts, Jin and Jimin also call it a night. Retiring to their respective rooms.

"you look happy. It went well?" hoseok asks, seeing the small smile on his roommate's face. The latter, simply nods in reply, sinking into his mattress.

Jimin slips into the dreamland, thinking about the small progress he made with his soulmate today. He was happy that his fear didn't come true; she didn't reject him. There was still a chance. He had all the faith in the universe.

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