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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 68- Under The Mistletoe

Chapter Summary: BTS attend the MAMA Awards. Jimin and Taehyung aim to get Jennie and Jungkook to kiss under the mistletoe

Words: 8,000+

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In Hong Kong, BTS prepared for their performance during the dress rehearsal. They were to collaborate with GOT7, which Jen was thrilled about.

"Hey, Bam Bam, look it's your future girlfriend." Mark teased as they saw Jennie stretching from afar.

"Shush!" Bam Bam playfully shoved him away.

"And you're drooling~," Jackson exclaimed.

After she finished stretching, she spotted the members of GOT7 and waved. Just before Bam Bam was about to approach her, he stopped when he saw Jungkook.

"Babygirl."

"Yes?" she turned around, greeted by Jungkook.

"Hobi Hyung wants to go over the choreography with you to make sure you got it. You know that one part."

"All right."

After the dress rehearsal, Jennie had slipped through Bam Bam's eyes as he wanted to take time to talk to her, but like she always does, she wandered around backstage. She saw Monsta X and approached them with a smile.

"Finally get to meet you guys properly. Hi!" she bowed.

"Jennie Walker! Miss BTS! It's nice to finally meet you properly, too! I'm Jooheon. This is I.M, Hyungwon, Kihyun, Minhyuk, Wonho and Shownu."

"I'm trying not to fangirl but oh my gosh, you guys are friggin badass. I am so looking forward to your performance at the show. I can see you guys making it big, I can just feel it. And I'm proud to announce that I am a monbebe~!"

The members seemed pleased to hear that as they welcomed her with open arms.

"What's your favorite song?" Minhyuk asked.

"Gone Bad is my favorite!"

"Oh really? Can you sing it?" Shownu asked

Jen nodded and sang out Kihyun's part, "Geurae hal mankeum haebwa oneul haruneun. Eodikkaji galji hanbeon nareul jigyeobollae."

"Wow~. I love it." Kihyun applauded.

"Continue." Jooheon challenged

"Okay." she accepted and started feeling herself while rapping to Jooheon, "E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo. E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo."

Jooheon immediately smiled and nodded his head as he rapped with her, "E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo. E eee eee, neon hukhago gayo tto hanbange KO."

She went on while Hyungwon joined in for his verse, "Ppittureojillae. Ppittureojillae ho. Ppittureojillae. Monsta X yeah we rock the show. Ppittureojillae. Ppittureojillae ho. Ppittureojillae. Monsta X yeah we rock the show!"

"We might need to let her be the 8th member of Monsta X, now." Kihyun laughed.

"Ha! I don't think Bangtan will take too kindly to that." she giggled.

"I'm sure we can work something out." Wonho smiled, causing her face to warm up

'Lord Jesus, I was born the wrong year. He's smiling like that on purpose.' she thought.

Wonho was one fine looking guy. Everyone here was.

"So, we heard that Wonho is your bias." Minhyuk teased. "So, who is your bias wrecker? Me, right?"

"No way, it's me," Shownu added.

The members began joking around and trying to impress her with funny poses, making her laugh.

"She doesn't have a bias wrecker because her heart belongs to me, right Jennie?" Wonho wrapped an arm around her and got closer to her face.

"Oh mah God~." she started feeling shy at how close she was to him and covered her face as he chuckled. Once she pulled herself together, she joked, "I know I'm too young for you, but I fit your ideal type because I can make some bombass ramen."

After goofing around, she asked, "Are you fellas nervous for your first MAMA Awards?"

"Very. It's a big moment for us. Do you have any advice?" Shownu asked.

"Honestly I was freaking out during my first MAMA. It's such a big deal, y'know? Huge event. But just have fun with it. You're performing in front of thousands of people and various idols from different companies. Show them who Monsta X is and show them that you guys are here to stay and take over. You're going to do great. I'll be cheering you on."

"Thank you, we'll take that to heart." they bowed.

"I remember your performance from last year's MAMA. You performed with Block B's Taeil. You were really good up there. Great charisma." I.M spoke in English, causing Jen to smile and speak in her Native language

"Aw, really? Thank you. It's still one of my favorite performances I had on stage. You're fluent in English, right?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm giving you a warning now since we're going to be great friends, you're stuck with me and we'll be having a lot of English conversations together."

I.M chuckled. "I'll mentally prepare. Can we take a picture for Twitter?"

"Yeah!"

Getting in the middle, Jennie posed gleefully as they considered her their new Monbebe. I.M posted the photo on Monsta X's Twitter, 'With Miss BTS herself! She's our new Monbebe! Thank you for supporting us!'

Wandering around again, Jen saw The8.

"Jennie!" he happily waved

"Hey! It's been a while!" she rushed up and pulled him for a hug, surprising him as he shyly hugged her back.

After they pulled away he smiled softly. "You look well!"

"I'm surviving. You look great, excited for Mama?"

"A little nervous but Seventeen is working very hard."

"I saw a snippet of your performance. You guys are great! Mansae is one of my favorite songs."

"Look forward to us performing."

"Trust me, I will."

Once the show began, BTS and GOT7 performed their collab dance. Afterward, GOT7 performed If You Do and soon after, BTS came out to perform Run. Jen wore leather pants and a white leather jacket with the words, 'Love Yourself' and wore that same white butterfly necklace in their starting position. She stood back to back with Jimin.

Run...Run...Run...

Starting off with V walking to the members, they shift. Rapmon starts off and they perform.

dasi Run Run Run nan meomchul suga eobseo

tto Run Run Run nan eojjeol suga eobseo

eochapi igeotbakke nan mothae

neoreul saranghaneun geot bakken mothae

Transitioning to the middle, Jen sang while her hair bounced every time she ran, "Dasi Run Run Run, neomeojyeodo gwaenchanha, tto Run Run Run jom dachyeodo gwaenchanha."

The camera panned to some idols who were watching the performance and it showed some IKON members smiling and lip syncing when Jen sang. One of them covered his mouth to tell one of his hyungs that she looked pretty but some fansites that were filming them caught them and thought it was cute.

(Run)

Jen and Rapmon face each other.

Don't tell me bye bye!

(Run)

"You make me cry, cry!" she patted her hand over her heart

(Run)

"Love is a lie, lie!" they say in unison. "Don't tell me, don't tell me, don't tell me bye bye!" they push each other away

Once the chorus came again, Jen sang first this time as they danced.

chueokdeuri mareun kkonipcheoreom

sansani buseojyeoga

nae son kkeuteseo nae bal miteseo

dallyeoganeun ne deung dwiro

machi nabireul jjotdeut kkum sogeul hemaedeut

neoui heunjeogeul ttaraga

The fan chants could be heard as they noticed various ARMY bombs in the crowd. Jen was having a blast on the stage and before she knew it, the song was about to end.

(Run)

Don't tell me bye bye

(Run)

"You make me cry, cry!"

(Run)

"Love is a lie, lie!"

Don't tell me, don't tell me

Don't tell me bye bye

Later on, the members watched the rest of the show. Jen had stared at Ailee in admiration when she had won best female vocal performance. She was just so beautiful and ARMY was eager to see her reaction to Ailee winning while the members teased her about it. Jen was the first to stand up and applaud when she won as well, with a proud smile on her face.

Jennie also was so proud of Hyuna when she won best dance solo performance. Her life was slayed watching Jessi and Hyuna perform. She enjoyed seeing women take the stage. Hopefully one day she will be able to do that. She saw it as inspiration that she could get there, too.

BTS had won the World Performer award, which was a proud moment for them. Jen hoped that they'd be able to win even more awards as they continued what they were doing. Ever since the Melon Awards, Jen's reactions and dancing to performances have become iconic for those that have fancams of her because they were so amusing to watch and tonight was no exception.

When CL had performed, Jen was mesmerized. The charisma, how the crowd can get behind her instantly, she hoped to be like that one day. Being able to move a crowd like that by herself. She was so hyped that the camera kept filming her while fans said, 'Same, Jennie, same'

Just like everyone else, no one expected 2NE1 to pop up as Jen freaked out, holding onto poor Jin.

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Her reaction was bound to go viral as she also wiped a few tears when they performed Fire and I Am The Best.

And of course, once EXO had performed, she had to jam to them. She lipsynced all of Baekhyun's lines as her fansites filmed everything.

"Eodun miro soge gacheotteon. Whoa na Oh, geu eodum sogeseo, nal kkaeweo jun ni moksori deullyeowa, nal dashi taeeonage hae~" she sang out, jamming around.

The members slowly turned to her and were amused. She truly loved Baehkyun. When the lights went out and Chanyeol began rapping fast, Jen got even more hyped as EXO performed a lightsaber dance break. Then, with Drop That, it became a huge party as she danced with Taehyung and Hobi who were near Suho and Chen.

Jump jump jump jump jump jump E.X.O

Jump jump jump jump we are E.X.O

While watching Baekhyun perform, she soon saw him walking towards where she and the rest of the idols were. Her butterflies came back and all those thoughts about keeping her composure were out the window.

She soon noticed him looking her way and began to walk over to her.

'He's coming over here!?' she thought, widening her eyes.

He extended out his hand and she immediately took it, getting pulled forward and they started jumping and dancing together.

"Ah, she is so freaking out right now!" Namjoon laughed.

"I know. I'm surprised she didn't faint." Jin giggled.

Chen and Suho did the same with GOT7 and the rest of Bangtan nearby.

This was a moment that she'll cherish for the rest of her life and the members knew how much this meant to her. Baekhyun smiled at her and made his way back to the stage to regroup with the members. She couldn't wipe that huge smile off her face. It was nothing like being able to get hyped with one of your favorite idols like this.

Chen had blown her away with his high note and she had to lean back and place a hand over her heart.

'MY GOD! How did he do that!?' she thought

And once they performed Love Me Right, Jennie was no more good as she swayed around while standing and clapping along. Her ears were almost ringing from the screams of fans for Big Bang. Their stages were always unique. All of YG artists were. The way they were so composed and had strong charisma. She hoped to get there one day. To that point as a performer.

During the dress rehearsal, she had told G-Dragon that she hoped that BTS could have a longer stage at MAMA, and he told her that they'd get there one day. So she'll continue to work hard and remain patient for their time to shine.

When the camera panned to Jennie with Taehyung bopping to the song, she looked directly at it and smiled, pointing, "Bang, bang, bang! Bang, bang, bang!"

Spotting Kiyhun and the rest of Monsta X, Jen and Taehyung began to dance with them too. During PSY's Daddy performance, fansites filmed her laughing and asking Hobi and Taehyung how the dance goes, following their moves.

During Gangnam Style the camera caught her again, turning up and dancing around without a care in the world despite everyone watching her. She was dancing similar to how Taeyang was during Gangnam Style a few years ago. The members couldn't help but party with her. Jen feeling herself was such a mood and it made awards shows more enjoyable to watch because of her reactions.

Bam Bam had soon danced his way over to Jennie, tapping her over the shoulder. Once she turned, she danced with him as BamJen shippers were delighted. Jimin was not happy when watching them dance. He felt like his ship was getting ruined and didn't like how close he was to her.

Jungkook glanced up and saw them dancing, feeling some type of way as jealously crept up on him.

"Are you going to sit there or are you going to do something?" Taehyung asked in his ear over the loud music.

Jungkook soon thought about their conversation after the concert,

'Let everyone know that the person you want will be yours and no one is going to change that or interfere with your mission.'

Some idols were glancing at Jungkook, wondering what he was going to do. The gossip about Jungkook's feelings for his bandmate was going around fast. And it was also a known fact that Bam Bam had liked her for quite some time and was very vocal about it. The only thing stopping him right now was the dating ban.

Jungkook stood up and glanced at the 95 Liners who followed him. Dancing to the song, the three of them moved to where Jen was dancing. Jimin and Taehyung watched eagerly as Jungkook gently pulled her away from Bam Bam

"I'll take it from here," the Golden Maknae spoke.

Bam Bam and some members of GOT7 were disappointed that his moment was interrupted. But Jimin and Taehyung had low fived each other as they watched JenKook have a friendly and goofy dance battle, with Bangtan hyping them up. It certainly caught the camera's attention and made JenKook shippers happy.

Watching everyone perform tonight motivated Jen to do better and she had hoped that at next year's MAMA Awards, she would be able to blow everyone away with her charisma with Bangtan. Sometimes she felt like she wasn't doing enough. What can she do to stand out and get people talking about how much she has improved on stage? She will be practicing and working even harder to give a better performance for fans.

After the show, Jungkook went directly to Bam Bam. He wanted to have a long talk about everything.

"Can I speak with you, Bam Bam?" Jungkook asked.

Once Bam Bam agreed, they walked to a private area. "So, what's up, Jungkook?"

"It's about Jennie."

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"Thank you!" Jen pulled the table right inside her hotel room.

She was so hungry after the show, she had to order room service. She felt like she deserved a big meal after the pleasant time she had at the MAMA Awards.

Her face during 2NE1's reunion performance was sure to become a new meme as she already saw her face plastered all over Tumblr and Twitter. ARMY did not waste any time to capture her reaction. After eating, she prepared to shower, shutting the bathroom door behind her. Finally, she was able to shower. The whole night exhausted her. It was overall fun but with a big award show like this, it took a toll on her body. But nothing like a hot shower to ease her muscles. Connecting her phone to a portable speaker, she put her music on shuffle and walked into the shower.

Meanwhile, back in the room, a sasaeng had crawled out from under the room service table after hearing the shower turn on. They began to place hidden cameras all over the room and called their buddy who was also around the hotel.

"I'm in Jennie's room~! Our plan worked! I finally got in. The video is clear, right? Good." the sasaeng giggled and found her suitcase.

Opening it, they started to examine her personal belongings. They began to take some of her underwear and even took photos of her bra size. After having too much fun with her belongings, the suitcase fell to the floor and made a loud noise.

With Jennie, her stomach dropped, and she stopped everything that she was doing as soon. Hobi was not in the room yet because he was with friends so he couldn't be back yet.

Something was not right and someone was here.

What is she going to do?

Another sasaeng had walked into the room and it so happened to be someone who worked at the hotel. The same woman who had given Jennie her food. She eagerly helped the other person put Jen's stolen items under the table, including her friendship ring.

"We'll meet with the others later. Double check the cameras, and get out of here," she advised and left the room with the table.

Getting out of the shower while leaving it on, she put on a towel and disconnected her phone from the speaker to give Seijin a quick call to frantically tell him that there was someone in her room. After he told her that he was on his way with the others and security, she decided to stay in the bathroom, feeling anxious.

"Jennie~, I know you know I'm here! Come out so we can meet! I'm a huge fan~!" the sasaeng said in a teasing voice.

This was so scary. Never in her life had she ever been in this type of situation. She became anxious when she heard the doorknob rattle as the sasaeng tried to get in. She didn't know if the sasaeng had intentions of hurting her or had some sort of weapon.

After hearing various sasaeng stories, she never thought she would be one to deal with someone breaking in. She hated this feeling. The feeling of being helpless and paralyzed with fear.

"Open up!" the sasaeng yelled, making her flinch and shed a few tears.

The sasaeng didn't want to leave like they were supposed to. They wanted to get noticed by their bias.

Looking around, Jennie grabbed the nearest weapon, a toilet plunger, just in case they attacked her. It wasn't much but it was something. She let out a shriek when the sasaeng began to kick at the door. After a while, they managed to break in and as soon as that door swung open, Jen couldn't even use the weapon.

"Get away from me!" Jen shouted when she was grabbed by the arm.

The sasaeng had a tight grip, digging their nails into her skin, with that sick smile on their face. Seijin and various security guards rushed into the room, to go straight after the sasaeng while Jen screamed.

"No! No! I love her! Let me go! Let me go!" the sasaeng began struggling and managed to get detained while Seijin made sure Jen was all right.

Jennie watched with distress as the sasaeng continued to go crazy. When they were taken away, she, still shaken up, explained what happened while in tears, holding on to Seijin. After he made a few calls, it was certain that Big Hit would be taking serious legal action over this, immediately.

If Jen didn't have her phone with her in the bathroom, who knows what could've happened? Her blood went cold as she still felt that death grip on her arm. She then looked at her suitcase which was open with her items scattered.

Anger soon overcame her, "And they had the audacity to touch my shit?!"

She ran her hands through her wet hair, fearing for the worst of what might have been taken. When she got dressed in her pajamas, there was an investigation of how the sasaeng broke in. Clearly, the sasaeng had some connections in this hotel and someone or more people helped them sneak in.

When the members found out what had happened, they immediately rushed to her room, Namjoon being the first, running in to hug her.

"Are you hurt!?" he demanded with worry.

Jen was not happy. She was mainly angry at herself for being in that type of situation and getting so scared. She was considering taking self defense classes or something to defend herself if God forbid no one was there to save her. The members stayed with her while Seijin filled them in on everything. Yoongi, Namjoon, Jungkook, and Jimin especially struggled to keep their cool, while everyone was concerned for her safety.

Just to see how easily the sasaeng came in from a room service table was not good and they will be increasing security and doing more hotel room checks from now on.

"And we found hidden cameras." Seijin pointed out.

"You're the one with the good news, today, huh?" Jen asked sarcastically, shaking her head. "Man...hidden cameras? Unbelievable...well, I clearly made it because I now have people breaking into my hotel room."

This was sick. What if they filmed her when she was undressed?

Later that evening, Jungkook came back to her room while Hobi was showering. He was still shaken up by what had happened with Jennie. Everyone was. He had wished that he could've protected her.

Noticing something bothering her and decided to ask, "What's on your mind?"

"I'm so sorry..." she murmured, shaking her head as tears appeared in her eyes

"For what?" he asked in alarm.

"I'm so sorry, Kook..."

"Wh-what's wrong?"

"I lost the ring..." she mumbled.

"What?"

"I lost the ring, Jungkook. I-I thought they took it but it wasn't found on them. I dunno where it can be. It's not in the room, the sasaeng doesn't have it. It's gone. Th-they searched everywhere."

His eyes softened as he held her close. "It's okay."

"That friendship ring meant everything to me. Now it's gone."

"It's okay."

"How can you say that so easily?" she looked up.

"Because what we have isn't just a ring. Your safety is worth more than a ring," he responded firmly. "You or a simple ring, I'd choose you in a heartbeat. I'm just glad you're safe. That's all that matters."

There were numerous reports of Jennie being the next unfortunate victim of dealing with a sasaeng as fans had voiced their concern and hoped that she would be okay. It was going to be a while until she got over this but being with the members helped ease the tension.

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As a pre-birthday surprise, the members and MPD decided to prank Jin. First was a mission which was to make an acrostic poem with Hong Kong. When Jin was declared the winner, he was shocked.

"Why me?" Jin asked, flustered.

Since he was the winner, he went out with MPD while the production crew gave the members instructions. They were to have the lights off and the members not in the room but only a woman lying in the bed as they hoped that Jin would fall for the plan.

"Yo, V cannot keep a secret. He kept mentioning Jin's birthday." Jen said on camera while they hid in the bathroom.

"He mentioned it twice!" Rapmon added

'Trust me, I know.' Jungkook thought about the various times V almost blurted out his feelings for Jennie.

Thankfully Jimin kept him in check. After a while, Jin came back and entered the room with MPD, only to jump when the girl screamed from the bed. Jin instantly jumped and began shaking.

"What, what, what is going on!?" he exclaimed.

"Happy birthday to you~!" the members walked out with a cake while laughing. Jin continued to stand there, stunned while Jimin held onto him. "Happy birthday to our beloved Jin Hyung! Happy birthday to you!"

"I was so startled!" Jin exclaimed after blowing out the candles. "I was like what? Who's that?"

"Did you fall for our plan?" J-Hope asked

"I did!"

When it was officially Jin's birthday, backstage during a music show, Suga and Jimin started a V-Live and walked over to Jin with a cake. Everyone had sung happy birthday to him.

"Whaaaaaa!" Suga yelled while the members butt in the camera to get in the frame.

"It's so good to be with our members on my birthday. And it's even better to be with our fans. Give me a knife to cut the cake." the birthday boy requested.

"Here you go!" J-Hope pretended that his hand was a knife, pretending to chop the cake while the other members did the same thing.

After getting an official knife, Jin began to cut it.

"It's blueberry yogurt," Jimin informed.

"Looks mighty tasty~!" Jen added.

"Who wants it?" Jin asked

"You first, Jin." J-Hope answered

As soon as he took the first bite, J-Hope said, "Yeeeahhh."

When he ate another piece, the members said, "Yeaaaah."

Another bite.

"Yuuuuuum!"

"It's good, right?" J-Hope asked

And another bite.

"Yuuuuum!"

"So good!" Jin answered with his mouth full.

"53,000 of our fans are with us," Suga announced.

"It's my birthday and I hope you'll be happy too. We'll do our best to show you the best performance today. So please enjoy it." Jin beamed

"Happy birthday! Bye!" they wave goodbye.

After the V-Live, Jen presented Jin with a Mario themed birthday box. "Happy birthday~!"

"For me? And it's Mario? Oh wow, thank you, Jennie." he happily accepted it and sat down with her to open it. "I have been looking forward to getting your birthday box. It was one of my top birthday wishes."

"Oh really? Well, I'm glad this birthday wish came true. I hope you like it."

Opening up the letter, Jin couldn't help but giggle. On the top was a small ship she drew with the pun, 'Oh ship! It's your birthday!'

To my precious Jin,

Ah, you're getting older! But as each year goes by, you get more handsome. Just ask those who call you the car door guy back at the Melon Awards. Thank you for always taking care of me over the years. You have always looked out for me. Even that time when I was embarrassed when my period came unexpectedly and you were there and washed my sheets for me and took me to the store to buy what I needed. And as much as I hated that time when you forced me to take medicine when I got sick for the first time in Korea, I'm glad you did because even though we were just getting to know each other, you were concerned about me and wanted to help me.

You have no idea how proud you make me when I see you dance. I can definitely see the improvement and I hope you can too because your hard work is paying off. You have been working diligently on everything and just know that we appreciate all that you do. I will continue to help you clean and cook for the members. I don't want you to do all the work by yourself. I'll always be there to help you out. Oh yeah, and thanks for increasing my appetite because you were the main one wanting me to eat more when I came here. I want to be a part of Eat Jin soon, so invite me to your show!

Your laugh is one of my favorite things about you. It's contagious and I will continue to tease you about it. I also love your silly dad jokes. I swear I be like the only one laughing because of how silly they are but I always appreciate them. There are times when I think about them and start laughing and then the members stare at me like I'm crazy, haha. Including you! But you're the reason for my random laughter. Happy birthday and I wish you many more happy, safe, and healthy birthdays to come.

Love,

Your precious Jennie

After he had read the letter, he wrapped his arms around her for a tight hug and began giving her kisses all over her face as she tried to escape while laughing.

As the days went by in December, BTS promoted Run on music shows. During one show, V had the opportunity to MC. The members were very eager to watch him in action. Jennie wondered when she'd have that random opportunity to MC for a music show. It seemed a bit intimidating with the script and having to do all this random stuff. But she hoped that when it was her time to do so, it would be fun and a great learning experience.

"Ah shit, I accidentally got foundation on your face." she noticed some of her makeup on the side of Tae's cheek after she kissed him for good luck.

That helped calm his nerves since he was so nervous about MCing and he began to laugh at her struggling to wipe the brown makeup off.

"Stop laughing! I'm tryna help!" she giggled

"Hehehe, thank you, I needed this laugh." He responded as a stylist came to fix his makeup.

"You are going to be just fine. Everyone gets nervous when they do stuff like this for the first time. But you're a natural on camera. You're always so silly and bring in that adorable charm that fans love. We'll be watching you backstage, cheering you on, mkay? Ennie will always support you. Don't forget that."

Taehyung gave her two big kisses on her cheeks as she laughed.

"Oh, my gosh, Tae! You got my makeup on you again!"

And for Inkigayo with Rap Monster MCing, Jen and the rest of the members watched him from backstage.

"Bruh...I dunno what he was so nervous for. If he is, it clearly does not show on camera. Look at how smooth he is. He's doing so well." Jen said for a Bangtan Bomb.

On Music Bank, the members were hoping to get their first win for Run. Some members were asked what they thought about the possibility of getting their first win.

Jen answered, "Prayer is a powerful thing, so I'm praying that we get this first win. And I have faith in ARMY. Things will be fine."

Thanks to ARMY's hard work, Bangtan got first place as the confetti came down on the stage. Fans screamed louder than ever for them as the members broke out into huge smiles, applauding as they received flowers from the MCs. It was nothing like getting a first win and it was something that they will honor every time they get it.

"Thank you ARMY! Love you!" Suga said over the mic.

Receiving the mic, Jen happily shouted, "ARMY, you rock! Thank you!"

"Thank you so much ARMY!" V spoke

"Thank you, everyone! Woo! We won first place!" Jimin waved as their song came on while the other idols left the stage.

Since Bangtan won first place, they wanted Jennie and Jungkook to perform Adult Ceremony to become an adult. So, making ARMY scream louder than they were before, the members continued to slowly bend down and do a little bit of the choreography while singing run and waving.

Rushing off stage, Rapmon happily said, "We got first place! Jungkookie and Ennie are now adults!"

"Thank you!" Suga blew a kiss

"Woo~ First win! Woo! BTS Run first win, woo!" Jennie yelled in front of the Bangtan Bomb camera, grabbing it and giving it a big kiss on the lens.

"We got first place! We got first place!" J-Hope excitedly yelled

"You've worked hard~!" Jungkook waved

"Wow~!" Jin showed off the award, looking at it in awe.

"We won an award!" Jimin said, with Taehyung having his arm around his shoulder.

Backstage, Jimin and Jennie were filmed together with J-Hope making funny faces in the background and hugging Jen from behind.

"Jennie, since you became an adult and won first place, what are your thoughts?" Jimin asked.

"First, ARMY, you did this for us, your hard work and dedication to supporting us is always appreciated. So again, thank you and we love you very much. And since I've become an adult, I can have all the smarties I want without no one telling me no, muhahahah~!" she laughed evilly.

"Muhahahah?" J-Hope questioned

"Muhahaha!" she answered back.

"Muhahahaha~!" he copied her.

"You two are very weird." Jimin laughed.

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BTS were on another episode of Weekly Idol, discussing their RUN comeback. For random dancing, Coni mentioned, "As a way to motivate them so they don't make any more mistakes, what about giving a kiss to each other."

"Oh, that's really strong," J-Hope responded as the members looked astonished

"Who? Who?" Suga called out

"Say what now?" Jen added

"That's good, the first person to make a mistake will give a member a kiss on the cheek," Coni said

As the members began to dance, it started simple with no mistakes. But once Boy In Luv came on, it looked like Jungkook had messed up.

"Time out, time out. Jungkook!" Heechul exclaimed as they both went to him and J-Hope.

They thought J-Hope's facial expressions were way too obvious and he acted like he didn't make a mistake.

"I was a bit confused," J-Hope admitted.

"Is it better to be kissed by Jungkook or by J-Hope?"

"Wouldn't it be better if they just kissed each other?" V suggested

"WOW!" everyone shouted.

Jennie began laughing loudly as she saw the two poor boys cringing and taking a step back.

"Say, 'Let's not be wrong from now on', then hug and once...twice...do that." Coni demonstrated, kissing Jungkook on the cheek as he cringed.

Jennie giggled at his reaction. He was just too cute. Soon Jungkook and J-Hope held hands and stood in front of each other.

"Hyung, let's...not make mistakes," Jungkook said as they went to hug each other.

"Euahhhhhhhh~!" J-Hope yelled as they reluctantly got close to each other's faces. "This is cruel!"

Once J-Hope had yelled and kissed his cheek, everyone had to push Jungkook's head near J-Hope's cheek to kiss him. The boys were so happy when the torture was over.

"Everyone, this time, instead of a kiss, do one hit on the wrist," Coni revealed the next punishment.

When they continued their next round of random dancing, this time Suga got confused when I Need U came on and sheepishly tried to explain himself. He exposed his wrist out for Jungkook to hit.

"You have to kind of like it!" Heechul explained, demonstrating getting hit and dramatically saying, "Ah!"

It seemed too inappropriate for the broadcast as the members burst out in laughter.

"No, he did not just say that!" Jen laughed.

"That's too weird!" Suga exclaimed and got hit by Jin and Rapmon afterward.

"If you get it wrong the third time, this time, the butt." Coni demonstrated.

Jennie took a step back, exclaiming, "UH! UH!"

"UH UH!" "UH UH!" They replay her shocked sound effect as everyone laughed while she protectively covered her butt with her hands.

"I will knock somebody out," she announced, getting defensive, pounding her fist once against her palm.

Taehyung had accidentally slapped her ass during the War of Hormone era in one performance at a music show. She knew fans wanted the full story of how that happened. She planned to discuss it when she went to talk to JRE in January.

Her ass was not going to get hit by anyone. Not today. Not the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and so on. You have to earn it to touch her ass.

Jimin and Taehyung thought about Jennie messing up and trying to get Jungkook to be the one to give her the punishment, giggling to themselves.

As they danced again, War of Hormone came on and it popped up to Jen's verse.

Of course, it did...

Strutting to the front she danced powerfully.

...but I ain't you baby, you gotta earn that.

Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello!

I'll tell you what I want right now!

Hello! Hello! Hello! Hello!

I ain't giving it to you right now!

She successfully got the moves right as the chorus continued. She was not letting anyone touch her booty. They can look but they can't touch. If anything, you gotta be her significant other first.

Once Boy in Luv came on, Jimin was finally caught.

"We'll do the last punishment and after that, especially for you, we'll add another on top of that," Coni said. "The two MCs will hug Jimin and-"

"No," Jimin begged. "You don't have to do things like that." he fell to his knees and laughed

"A hug and a kiss," Heechul said while the members laughed and applauded.

Jennie, Suga, J-Hope, Taehyung and Jungkook gave Jimin pats on his butt and then he was hugged from behind by Heechul. When Jimin received kisses on the cheek, the members yelled, continuing to cringe.

During the next segment, BTS received phone calls from various fans who were very excited. The phone lines were down due to the high demand for Bangtan, which bewildered the members. One fan had spoken in English, talking to Jennie and she was moved that the fan was learning English to communicate with her. Jen made the fan feel good when she praised their English skills.

"So, what is this about Jin and Jennie wrestling?" Coni asked

Jin and Jen glanced at each other and laughed while the members thought about the hilarious memories.

"That was a fun day." Jen happily nodded.

"That match didn't count because she cheated. I was supposed to win." Jin exclaimed

"You tapped out. It doesn't get much clearer than that, Jin."

"AHHHHHHH~!" the members said with their loud laughter filling the studio.

They had played the clip of Jennie putting Jin in an armbar and him tapping out while Jin became flustered. His ears got red as he tried to explain himself.

"Will there be a continuation?" Heechul asked. "Round two?"

"I mean, we could. You down?" Jen turned to Jin.

"I still need to win so of course." Jin nodded eagerly.

"I dunno about all that but anyway." she teased as Jin blankly stared at her. "I guess when we have some free time, we'll think of some funny promos and work on what we want to do for Jin vs Jen Part 2. Stay tuned."

As the show went on, with Rapmon struggling to cut an onion, they had their idol on the grill segment. The male members would be called Bulletproof Girl Scouts while Jennie would be called the Bulletproof Boy Scout. They recapped the female idols the boys wanted to get closest to and how Jennie was very interested in EXO. So the plan was to dance to an idol song and they'll be given Korean Beef.

"Jennie! Which EXO song would you like to perform?" she was asked.

"Call me baby~," she answered and stood up.

"Of course." Jimin giggled.

"Yes, we are fully aware that you love this group a lot. Especially Baekhyun." Coni teased.

"I hope that one day I could have the opportunity to collab with an EXO member." she brought up. "That would be so cool. I learn a lot from groups such as them when I watch them perform. It motivates me to work harder. Collabing with a group like EXO, I'm sure I can learn a lot from them. Even if it's just one member, a simple dance collab, or singing together, I'd be grateful."

"EXO if you are watching, what is your answer?" Coni asked.

As the song came on, it started with the chorus after Chanyeol's verse. It looked like she would have to do some eye-opening pelvic thrusts. She even had her hand on her crotch and thrust her hips up. It surprised the members along with her fluent body rolls and movement with the song. The MCs were impressed with her powerful movements and praised her. When Jen watched the rest of the members dance, she immediately covered her mouth when Rapmon danced to EXID's Up & Down.

When it was Jungkook's turn, he mentioned that he wasn't familiar with any IU songs and decided to dance Up & Down instead. Sure enough, being the extra Golden Maknae that he is, the MCs hyped him up while the members laughed. Jennie dropped her jaw when he started to thrust up and down.

"Whoa! Yeah! Whoa! Yeah!" the MCs yelled as he displayed a different personality once again.

'Did you hear what Jennie said on Weekly Idol!?' fans asked under Baekhyun's Instagram.

What got everyone talking was that Baekhyun had only responded with a smiley emoji, causing everyone to flip out at the possibility.

Will SM Entertainment allow a member from EXO to collaborate with Jennie one day?

And will Big Hit allow Jennie to collaborate with a member from EXO one day?

These were questions on everyone's minds and it had been anticipated ever since she released that cover. It looked like they would have to stay tuned to find out.

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When Christmas Eve came, Jennie and Jungkook spent the day playing video games in Jungkook's room.

"Jennie, later I want you to help me bake," Jin called out, walking past the room.

"I got you, just let me know!" she answered.

Jin examined the living room of the dorm with a smile. Christmas music was playing softly in the background and the tree was decorated. After a fierce game of rock, paper, scissors, Jin was the one to put the star on the tree.

"And what are you two doing, now?" he asked when Jimin and Taehyung were wandering around the dorm.

"Put one right here...right here...right there...and there..." Jimin placed mistletoes all around the dorm with Taehyung, in hopes to finally get JenKook to kiss.

The 95 Liners wanted this done ASAP.

This needed to happen TODAY.

"Why are you putting so many mistletoes up?" Jin asked

"Shhh, not so loud, you want them to notice?" Jimin shushed him.

"Jennie and Jungkook? Oh my gosh, Jimin, Taehyung, this is not going to work."

"Yeah. You two should give it up. You're doing too much..." Yoongi mumbled from the couch, lying down.

"I don't think that is going to work. Just let it go naturally, all right?" Namjoon added

"Oh come on! This will be a great opportunity!" Taehyung whined.

"I dunno what we are going to do with them." Jin sighed and went to the kitchen.

Later that day, Jen helped Jin with baking tons of cookies and placed the last remaining gifts under the tree. Jungkook joined in to make sure things were in order.

Meanwhile, Jimin and Taehyung watched JenKook's every move, hoping that they would get under one of the many mistletoes they put around the dorm. They waited all day and still had no success in getting them under the mistletoe. It began to frustrate the 95 Liners.

It wasn't until later that evening they finally yelled, "Look who is under the mistletoe~!" when Jennie was right in front of Jungkook who was by the door in the bathroom and they looked up to see a mistletoe on top of the door.

"Oh. Oh wow." Jen chuckled softly.

Jungkook looked shooked once he saw it. He was not prepared as his hyungs were looking on in anticipation and cheering. The pressure was starting to get to him and he began to feel overwhelmed.

"I mean, you wanna...?" Jen's voice brought him back to reality as she was waiting for him to tell her what he wanted to do.

"U-uh, sorry." he quickly rushed away, flustered, going to his room.

That did not sit well with the 95 Liners.

"JEON JUNGKOOOOOOOOOOOK!" Jimin yelled in anguish, falling to his knees.

"NO!" Taehyung rushed after him with Jimin.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! ARE YOU SERIOUS!?"

Jennie laughed at how silly they were acting. "Guys, it's all good! Relax!" she reassured. "Anyway, I gotta pee."

She, however, did deep down feel a little disappointed that he decided not to kiss her. But brushed the feeling aside. She shouldn't take it personally. He probably didn't want to be put on the spot like that. She understood.

With Jungkook who was trying to calm himself down in his room, he was a little angry at himself for chickening out but he wanted to kiss her without anyone looking. He wanted to do stuff like that in private. Alone, with no one else around or in another room nearby. But with his hyungs all around him like this, that wasn't going to work.

If they were truly alone, he would relax and show her a real kiss like he always dreamed about.

Once it was past 12am, Christmas Day, Jen had been cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen while everyone else had settled into their room. Hearing footsteps, she glanced up to see Jungkook strolling into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.

"Ah, so you finally came out of your room," she called out as she watched him avert his eyes and set the water down on the counter. "Am I that unkissable?" she teased.

As soon as she said that, he looked up, widening his eyes. "N-no! It's not that, i-it's just..."

"Hey, it's fine, don't worry about it. I understand. It's a lot of pressure being put on the spot like that. I'm not one for kissing in front of an audience like that, myself."

"But-"

"Kook, it's fine. Really. I get it."

"I wanted to. I wanted to kiss you."

That caught her by surprise. "Really?"

"Yeah. I wanted to. I still do," he responded and saw her smile instantly from his words.

While JenKook talked, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi were spying on them from afar. The three tried not to make any noise as they eagerly watched them.

"What are you two doing-"

"Shh!" they cut Jin off and brought him close to them so he wouldn't get noticed.

"Oh my gosh...if they would just look up already. I planted a mistletoe right in the kitchen." Jimin complained in a hushed voice

"I know~," Taehyung whined.

"Now, what if this doesn't work?" Jin called out

"It will work! It better work!" Jimin grabbed him by the shirt and yanked him.

"W-we can always try New Year's!"

"No! Jimin and I want this done now! Long overdue! One step closer to our wonderful ship to sail." Taehyung replied

Back with JenKook, Jennie looked at him. Something in her stomach flipped and part of her felt thrilled that he wanted to kiss her. Throughout the entire rest of the day after the first attempt, she had that feeling in the back of her mind that she wanted to kiss him. But she couldn't understand why.

Should she be feeling this way?

Jungkook soon looked up and noticed that there was a mistletoe right over him, causing butterflies in his stomach and excitement.

The boys spying on them became so giddy that their cover was almost blown when they saw them find out.

Jennie and Jungkook stood in the kitchen in a comfortable silence, glancing up at the mistletoe and back at each other.

Did she want to kiss him? Should he make a move?

Noticing him trying to figure out what to do, Jennie decided to take the lead, slowly walking forward and gently grabbing his hands. As she looked up at him, she realized how much she loved how her soft hands fit nicely with his large ones and how handsome he looked up close.

Standing on top of his feet, she raised herself up on her tippy toes until she was right at his face. The faint Christmas music was heard in the background as they spent a moment looking at each other.

"Oh my God, oh my God, it's happening..." Taehyung fanboyed with Jimin in quiet voices as they looked on.

Jungkook watched her lean in, closing her eyes and he soon did the same until their lips met, softly. He felt so many emotions as he kissed her and even faintly tasted peppermint on her lips from the candy cane she had eaten earlier.

As soon as they saw them lock lips, Jimin and Taehyung covered their mouths before they screamed for joy. The two fell to the ground, rolling around in excitement while Hobi and Jin were jumping around in glee, back in the bedroom.

Jennie felt something strong behind such a simple mistletoe kiss with her best friend as she gently pulled away, releasing his hands. She felt her heart rate increase while Jungkook felt his cheeks flushed.

"There. Not so bad, right?" she took a step back and smiled softly. "Merry Christmas, Kookie."

Watching her walk to her room to go to bed, Jungkook touched his lips and let out a soft chuckle, overjoyed. Her lips were softer than he expected. Big difference from Rookie King.

Reminiscing on the moment he shared with her, he wanted to kiss her more than just once like they just did. The kiss felt too quick for him and he made a promise that the next time they kissed on the lips, he'd show her a real kiss to prove how much she meant to him.

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"Merry Christmas!" Taehyung dove on top of Jennie on her bed as she let out a groan.

It was too early for this. She was just dreaming about Nike finally noticing her and allowing her to endorse their stuff.

"Merry Christmas~!" Jimin ran in to dive on top of Tae, causing her to let out another groan.

"Merry Christmas~!" Jungkook jumped on top of Jimin while Jennie continued to deal with the torture of heavy bodies on her back.

She muffled something against her pillow while the Maknae Line tried to comprehend what she was saying.

"Guys, I think we're crushing her, hehehe." Taehyung giggled as they all got off of her.

She rolled out of bed and stood up. "Ow, my back...why are y'all so damn heavy?"

"Come on, we wanna open up presents! But Jin is making us eat breakfast, first! Let's go! Get a move on!" Taehyung dragged her out of the room to meet with the rest of the members.

Saying their good mornings, they sat to eat.

As breakfast went along, Jimin mischievously asked with a smirk, "So...did anyone get caught under the mistletoe, last night?"

Jungkook instantly narrowed his eyes at him but then glanced at Jennie. She looked unfazed and not bothered by the question.

"What about you Jennie? Kiss anyone last night?" Hobi asked.

"You kissed someone last night?" Yoongi asked with sleep in his voice.

"Who'd you smooch?" Namjoon asked with interest.

"I'm just glad there wasn't any tongue." Jin blurted out

"Wow, you just exposed yourself. You were spying." Jen called out, making Jin flustered.

"Darn it Jin!" Taehyung exclaimed.

"Come on!" Jimin yelled.

"Who kissed who?" Namjoon kept asking.

"She kissed Jungkook last night!" Taehyung announced loud and proud.

Jungkook felt himself blushing and looking down. He could never get a break from his hyungs.

"Did you like the kiss?" Hobi asked with a smile.

"Sorry, but I don't kiss and tell." she smiled and placed her dishes in the sink.

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The Angel In The Garden of Evil | Chapter Twelve: The Good Nurse

Summary: Peter's having nightmares and Angel just wants to be in her own bed.

Warnings: 18+ ONLY!, Mentions of injuries, medical equipment, nightmares, the Gwen thing, angst, fluff, genre typical tropes and topics.

Word Count: 4.3k

A/N: Some might say that these two's relationship is just like a freaking yoyo. Also the women in the Daredevil universe keep sneaking into this story, hmmmm. I'm also trying to be reasonable with this recovery time so we got a lot of talking and bonding with different characters going on too.

TWELVE

Sirens blared, red and blue lights flashing as one cop car after another raced down the street. Peter stilled on the corner of the street as he watched them pass, that feeling in the back of his neck putting him on alert. He quickly turned down the closest alley, shedding his clothes and donning his suit as he began to climb up to the roof.

His feet pounded on the hard concrete rooftops as he jumped from one roof to the next before leaping diagonally off the last, free falling towards the ground. Thwip. He fired a web, the other end sticking to one of the nearby buildings and he swung himself forward. He carried on like that, chasing the sirens and flashing lights as they continued to move towards a large electrical surge at Oscorp tower.

As his feet finally hit the ground and he looked around he found he wasn’t at Oscorp. He was suddenly on the roof of a building in the middle of Hell’s Kitchen. He looked along the rooftop to find The Vulture, kitted out in some sort of flight gear and Angel.

“Oh no Pete, looks like I’ve got your girl.” The Vulture taunted.

Peter crouched into his fighting stance but the Vulture just laughed. But it wasn’t his laugh, it was much more chilling and familiar. The Goblin. Peter looked around frantically and when he turned back to Angel and the Vulture, neither of them were there. Instead he was at a clock tower. He looked above him to see The Goblin in a green suit and on a glider, in his grasp, flailing around in mid air. “GWEN!” he heard his voice shout. “GWEN!” But suddenly the image changed again. It wasn’t Gwen and it wasn’t the Goblin, it was Angel and the Vulture.

There was a scream as the Vulture let her go. “PEETTEEERRR!” she screamed.

He jumped off the building as her body passed him, his arms lying flat to his sides as he dove, his body piercing the air as it tried to catch up with her but no matter how fast he fell, she seemed to stay just out of his reach, her hands reaching for him. “I’m coming baby, I’m coming.” he said.

He reached out his arm, his fingers moving to release a web but nothing happened. He kept clicking the mechanism, but nothing happened. He could see the ground coming up fast behind her, he had to do something. ‘Come on!’ he groaned. He had one hand reaching out to her, his fingers inches away from hers, as he continued to tap his web shooter on his wrist with the other. Thwip! Smack! His body jolted to a stop just before he hit the ground but he was too late. He had just begun to process what had happened, red blood pooling out onto the side walk when-

Peter awoke with a start, his body jolting itself awake in the wooden high back armchair he had placed by the side of her bed. The steady sounds of beeping in the room quickly eased him, along with the steady sounds of her breathing beside him. He rubbed the sleep from his face as he shifted in the chair. He was still dressed in his shirt and trousers he’d worn all day for work and his skin felt pinched where some of the clothes had ridden up in his sleep. He let out a small moan and a sigh as he pulled his trouser legs back down slightly, sitting forward on the chair, his hand reaching out for hers.

She had been fast asleep when he had come back earlier. His moment with Hobie ended up being a bit longer than expected. Eddie had informed him of Angel and Felicia’s little spat while he’d been gone. He hoped Felicia would just walk it off and be back to work as normal in the morning like nothing had happened, but he wasn’t quite sure anymore. He wasn’t sure about anything. He hadn’t felt this unhinged since, well, Gwen; his dream only acting as a reminder for how everything could go so wrong.

They had been lucky, again, but it was only a matter of time before that luck ran out. It was clear that Adrian Toombes meant business, everything he had been through with Fisk mere child's play compared to the stakes the Vulture was willing to go to. The man wasn’t from the city. He had no respect for the people.

Peter had gone round and round in circles trying to talk to George Stacy and explain things.

“Come on Chief, you know this isn’t my game. Everything I’ve ever done in this city was to help it, not hurt it.”

“I don’t care Parker, you’ve brought a gang war to my streets, whatever happens now I can’t protect you. And if they can tie the bombing back to you they will and there’s nothing I can do to stop them from arresting you.”

“And what about you sir? Are you gonna arrest me? You know that without those hubs, crime goes up. You wanted me to hang up the suit and let the police do their jobs, I did that. You wanted me to find another way to help. I did that. I don’t want this fight here anymore than you do.”

“I’m sorry Peter, there’s nothing I can do.”

Peter lowered his forehead onto her hand, his eyes closing. He needed to think. He needed to work this out. He needed to keep her safe. No matter the cost he had to keep her safe. He kissed her hand before he got up and left the room.

He moved down the hall to his office that he had set up so he could be closer to her. He switched on a small table top lamp on his desk before he started rooting around in the boxes he’d had moved over. He then grabbed a roll of tape off of his desk and moved over to the far wall of the office. He wiggled the framed print that had been put up on the wall off of its hook, his fingers still wrapped tightly around the roll of tape and bits of paper. Once the wall was completely blank he started taping the bits of paper to it before rummaging around in the boxes once more for more pieces of paper. Scraps of newspaper articles, photos, hastily written notes, maps, all being added to the wall. When he ran out of things from the boxes he sat himself at his desk, opening up his laptop, searching and printing more things off until the entire wall was covered.

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Angel woke up alone. She figured someone had to be at home but she had no idea who. She felt disgusting. She wanted to get up and just wash off all the sweat and grime from her body and give her teeth a good brush, but she couldn’t very well do that while she was plugged into these bloody machines, who’s beeping was starting to do her head in.

“PEETTE!” she called out. “PETERR!” There was a delay before Eddie came into the room. “Where’s Peter?” she asked.

“He had to go out again?”

“What time did he come back last night?” she pondered. She had tried to wait up for him but the drugs had made her so drowsy.

“He got back just before midnight I think? I mean I went home at like, quarter past so yeah, I’d say just before midnight.” Eddie rambled.

“When is he gonna be back?”

“Not sure? Why is there something you need?

“Yeah, I want to be free of all this.” she said, raising her hand and showing off the cannula and tube attached to it, motioning to all the other bits and bobs she was attached to. “And I want to have a shower.”

“Okay, okay.” Eddie said, sensing her distress. “I’ll call Pete, get him to get someone out to check you over and see what they say. In the meantime, can I get you any breakfast?”

She thought for a moment before she said, “UUUhh I could murder one of those bagels from-”

“That shop on the boulevard?” Eddie finished for her, more than familiar with the place himself.

“Yesss.” she beamed.

“Cream cheese?”

‘Yup.”

“Coming right up.” he said as he left the room.

“Morning?” Miles said as he hobbled in on his crutches.

“Heyy.” She greeted him with a smile.

Miles used his crutches to hop across the floor and grab the TV remote from where it had been left the night before. He hit the power button, letting it load, before he swung himself over to the chair at the side of her bed.

“How you doing?” she asked.

“Not bad. Docs got me on these painkillers.” he said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small tube of pills, tossing it on the bed in her direction. “Pretty good stuff.” he joked.

“How’s your leg?” she continued to ask as she looked over the label of the bottle before handing it back to him.

“Ehhh, I’ve had worse.” Angel raised her eyebrows at him, pressing him to continue. “Okay, maybe I haven't,” he said, doubling back on himself and making her smile. “What about you?”

“Sore.” she said, her hand moving to ghost across her ribs.

“I bet… Hey, at least you didn’t have internal bleeding.” he joked.

“What?” she frowned.

He chuckled. “The paramedic rushed you out of there because she thought you might have internal bleeding. Hit the side of that car pretty hard. Not seen a dent like that since my cousin pinched my Uncle's car and jumped a red light.”

“Well that would explain why my body feels like it’s been hit by a truck.” she joked back. They both let out a small chuckle before she coughed and winced in pain.

“Heard you wanna be off that stuff. You sure it’s a good idea?” Miles asked.

“If I have to stay chained to this bed for one more day I’m gonna end up committing murder.” She jested. “Hey, maybe they’ll put me on some of those painkillers you’ve got, I mean, it seems like they’re doing a good job.”

“Nah, I’m just built like a house, man.” Miles continued to joke.

Miles flicked through the channels until they found a movie they both wanted to watch, settling down and watching Jumanji. Eddie returned about 30 minutes into the movie, dragging his own chair into the room and they all sat there watching the movie as they ate their bagels.

When the movie was done, Eddie left the room as Miles and Angel went back and forth about what to watch next.

“The Princess Bride.” Miles threw out. “I am Inigo Montoya, you killed my Father, prepare to die.” he said as he impersonated the famous line.

“Ehhh. What about Shrek?” Angel asked as they shuffled through the movies on Netflix.

“I watched it while you were out for the count the other day.” Miles interjected. “OOOH what about Hook?”

“Nahh, I’ve already watched one Robin Williams film today, I can’t do another, it’ll just make me dwell on the fact that he’s dead and it’ll depress me again.”

“Big Robin Williams fan then.” Miles observed as he continued to flick through the movies.

“My Mom was.” Angel replied.

“What was her favourite?” Miles asked.

“Mrs Doubtfire.” Angel smiled as a memory of her and her parents sitting down to watch the movie on a Saturday night when she was little, crossed her mind.

“Oh I love that film.” Miles said before breaking into yet another bad impression. “HELP IS ON THE WAY DEAR!” he called out before chuckling to himself.

“Oh what about this.” Angel said eagerly as Miles stopped on The School of Rock. “Uhh I loved this film growing up. It’s what made me learn how to play the bass guitar.”

“You know how to play the bass.”

“Knew. I knew how to play the bass. I haven’t played since I was maybe 14 when the reality of my Dad’s job finally hit home and I realised I was never gonna be in an actual band.”

“Why’s that?”

“When your Dad’s Wilson Fisk, you don’t tend to have many friends.” Angel said a little disheartened by her childhood memories.

“That sucks.”

“Yup.” she quietly agreed.

“You know I’ve never actually watched it.” Miles said as he started to load the film.

“You what!?” Angel’s head whipped around to him in shock.

“Yeah, it was a little after my time.”

“A little after your time!” Angel’s eyebrows raised. “Are you calling me old? I thought you said you weren’t a kid.” she continued to jest and poke at him.

“Oh shut up, you know what I mean.” he grumbled.

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Angel fell asleep around half way through the movie. One second she was watching the kids pretending to be sick with ‘stickittothemanosis’, the next she was waking up 2 hours later. She was alone again, Miles no doubt having hobbled out on his crutches to leave her to sleep as soon as the film ended. ‘Uuuuhhgg.’ she groaned stiffly, as she tried to prop herself back up against the pillows again. She really hated how all these drugs were starting to make her feel.

She was about to call out for Eddie to chase him up about the doctors when her phone buzzed.

She frowned as her head turned to the bedside table where it sat. The only person who had ever really messaged her on it was her Dad and he was dead. ‘Maybe Peter had noticed it last night and put his number in it and it was him’ she thought. When she pulled it over and opened it up, it wasn’t Peter. She didn’t know who it was. It was an unknown number. There was a message, sent 6 minutes ago.

‘And there was me thinking Felicia Day was the Black Cat, but you seem to have 9 lives all of your own.’

The message wasn’t signed off.

‘Who is this? How did you get this number?’ she typed back.

Nothing. The message said it had been seen, but nothing. There was no response. ‘What the fuck?’ she frowned as she analysed the series of numbers attached to the message, trying to work out if they were familiar or not. They weren’t.

“Hey, Baby.” Peter said as he strode into the room. “What’s wrong?” he observed, his face suddenly becoming paranoid and serious as he observed her look of confusion towards her phone.

“Nothing. It’s nothing.” she said shrugging off the message and closing her phone, placing it back on the bedside table.

“Okaaayyy.” Peter said slowly. “So I hear you’re not being a very good patient.” Peter pivoted the conversation.

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about.” she said back.

“Oh really. Picking fights with Felicia, making demands left right and centre.”

“All I want is a shower Pete.” she tried to reason with a sickly sweet demeanour. “Look at me, I look disgusting. I feel disgusting. And I know you can smell me from over there Spider boy so don’t try and spin me some web about me smelling like roses because it aint happening. Get me off this shit, I want to have a shower.” she said as she gestured towards the machines and tubes around her. “Oh and by the way, I can get up and pee for myself just fine thank you without this fucking thing.” she said as she pointed out the catheter, the thing that irritated her the most.

“Okay, okay, sassy pants.” she frowned at the old nickname she hadn’t heard since she was probably 23. “Docs on his way up okay.”

“Thank you.” she sighed in relief at the news.

“Don’t know how well it’s gonna go though-”

“Pete, I swear to whichever God so happens to be listening right now, if you are about to make a comment and rub it in my face about your regenerative spider abilities-”

“-I’m not, I’m not.” he said, his hands being thrown up in front of him defensively. “I’m just saying no matter how much you don’t like it, you still have broken ribs and a-”

“-fractured wrist, I know!” she said back. “But unlike Miles, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my legs.” she began to snarl as her irritation began to rise again.

“Okay, okay!” Peter said again, his voice getting higher in pitch the more agitated she became.

They were gratefully interrupted by the Doctor who came in, a nurse in blue scrubs hot on his tail as he came into the room.

“Ahhh Miss Fisk,”

“Parker.” Both Angel and Peter corrected together.

“Sorry, Mrs Parker,” the older gentleman said, correcting himself. From his balding hair and crows feet, Angel assumed he must have been in his early 50s. “Right so I’m here to take a look at things, my name is Dr Healey,” he said, “this is Nurse Temple.”

“Just Claire’s fine.” the younger woman interjected, her hands slipping into her pockets as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, waiting to start her work after the Doctor’s assessment. Angel sent a small smile of apology her way for having to work with the good doctor.

“Okay…” Dr Healy said as he started up his regular spiel again. “I’m just gonna check over your vitals, take a look at the bandaging on those ribs, do a couple of physical tests to check your movements-”

“Just get me out of the bed Doc.” Angel snipped at him, eliciting Claire to look down at her feet to hide the smile across her face and the small snicker that escaped her lips.

“Yes, well… very well then.” Dr Healy said, suddenly on the back foot.

“Angel.” Peter chastised.

“What?!” she threw back defensively. “I just want to shower and be able to pee for myself. I’m not planning on going anywhere other than the bathroom- and maybe my own bed,” she quickly added, “I promise.” she said to him.

Peter sighed as he gave in. “Can we do that Doc?” Peter asked him.

“Yeah, of course we can.” Claire chimed in as she stepped forward, grabbing a pair of gloves out of her bag and slipping them on as she started to make her way around the side of the bed.

“Umm yes, yes.” The Doctor hesitantly agreed, still on the back foot.

As Claire began to remove the cannula from the back of Angel’s hand, the Doctor checked over Angel’s abrasions and mobility. She was still very sore and achy but with slow careful movements the Doctor finally conceded, with a nod of his head before moving away to allow Claire to remove the catheter, as he wrote out a prescription for some painkillers.

“Okay, this is gonna feel uncomfortable.” Claire said to Angel as she started to brace her fingers around the small tube attached between Angel’s legs. “Okay I need you to take a deep breath for me alright, I’m gonna count you in okay?” she attempted to reassure. “1,2,3-”

Angel let out a small wince as she was detached from the catheter. “There, you go, there you go.” Claire coached softly.

“Okay, you’re probably gonna want help taking that shower.” Claire informed as she moved back around the bed to where Angel was already trying to shift her legs over the side of the mattress. “Actually if I’m honest, I don’t really recommend a shower at all, just maybe a really shallow bath and a wipe off with a washcloth.” she continued to say as she took her gloves off before reaching her hands out to Angel’s to help steady her as she stood.

After being stuck in bed with little mobility for the last 3 days, it was no surprise Angel’s legs wobbled and gave out when she tried to stand. “It’s alright I got you.” Claire said as she took most of Angel’s weight against her own body, as Peter raced around the bed to help. “It’s okay, you’ve been lying down for a while now, this is normal, just give your legs a chance for the blood flow to get round them again, you’ll be okay.”

Angel felt slightly dizzy as her blood now raced around her body, finally reaching her toes properly for the first time in days.

“It’s okay, I’ve got it.” Peter said as he swapped places with Claire.

“Yeah no problem.” Claire said as she allowed Peter to take over. “Umm I can go start getting the bathtub ready if you want?” she offered.

“Yeah, it’s just across the hall.” Peter informed her as she began to leave. “You okay?” he asked, checking in with his wife.

“Yup.” she said fighting through the mild pain in her back and ribs and the odd sensation in her legs.

“You ready to start moving?” She didn’t give a verbal response, just nodded. “You want me to carry you?” he asked, noting her obvious attempt to downplay her pain.

“Nope, I’ve got this.” she reassured him with heavy breaths as she began to start hobbling with his assistance towards the door.

“Uh Mr Parker.” Dr Healy interjected, “She’s gonna need this prescription filled out as soon as possible.” He said lifting up the bit of paper he had just ripped off of his notepad.

“Uh Yeah, okay. Can you pass it on to one of the guys down the hall?” Peter threw back over his shoulder. “Preferably not the one with crutches.” Peter tried to joke, using it as some way of apology and ease the tension created by his stubborn wife.

“Ummm yes, of course.” The Doctor stammered as he attempted to gather back up his things.

“There we go.” Claire said as she helped Peter eaze Angel into the bathtub. The water was shallow, only just covering her legs and hips as she sat herself upright in the tub, her arms resting on the sides of the bath to prop her up and make sure she wasn’t leaning back against her ribs in the hard tub.

Peter could sense Angel’s tension at having Claire watch over his shoulder as his hand reached into the water for the red washcloth she had found and placed into the tub.

“Make sure you ring it out well, she can’t get her bandages wet.” Claire informed.

“Okay, okay. I think I’ve got it.” Peter said, turning his head to look at her. “Ummm thank you, I think I can take care of things from here.” Peter said, kindly dismissing her.

“Okay.” Claire conceded with a nod. “I’m just gonna hang around out there for a moment just in case there is anything you need.”

“Thank you, but I don’t think that will be necessary.” Peter said, driving home her dismissal a little harder this time.

“Okay. It was nice to meet you.” Claire said over Peter’s shoulder to Angel with a wave.

“Thank you.” Angel said timidly from behind the cover of Peter’s body.

When Claire left the room, Peter began brushing the damp cloth across Angel’s bruised skin. “What?” she queried when he began to frown.

“It’s just,” his voice said quietly as his fingers traced across one of the bruises on the top of her chest.

“I know, I know.” she said equally as softly as she too took in the bruising all over her body.

“It just… makes me feel so helpless.” Peter confessed.

“I know. But this isn’t your fault Pete and you know it.” she tried to reassure him.

There was a pause between them before he said, “I had a dream last night.” he confided. “She was in it.”

“Gwen?” Angel confirmed.

“Yeah.”

Gwen had still been alive when Peter had first swung into her life, saving her from that explosion at her Dad’s warehouse. They hadn’t met again until after Gwen had died. They used to run into each other at the cemetery, her visiting her Mom, him visiting Gwen. They used to just sit with each other and talk, reminisce about their loved ones.

“I’m not her Peter.”

“I know that.” he sighed. “I know that.” he said more confidently. “It’s just…” his voice trailed off and tears began to form in his eyes, “I can’t lose you too okay? Not again, not for good, okay?”

“Okay.” she repeated quietly, a silent promise just between the two of them.

“You can’t be doing shit like that again, you know?”

She looked confused, “What go help out at-”

“No, I mean, what happened downstairs. You can’t- I can’t” he corrected himself, “I don’t know how to keep you safe when you do shit like that okay.”

“But maybe you’re not meant to.” she said cautiously as he continued to wipe at her skin, “Maybe you can’t, maybe you’re not meant to. Maybe that’s…” her voice trailed off as she had a thought ‘Maybe that was what her Father was training her for all along.’

“Maybe that’s what?” he asked, growing tense at the idea of not being able to protect her, to keep his own wife safe.

“Peter, maybe that was the point of my Dad keeping me away from you. Not just to protect me, but to show me how to stand on my own two feet, how to protect myself.”

“But you shouldn’t have to-”

“And why not? Because you’re my husband and that’s your job? Bullshit. Who’s there to save you huh? When shit hits the fan, which it already has, mind you; who looks out for you?” She looked deeply into his eyes. “Who is there to save you?”

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i-love-dopamine · 10 months ago

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this got long uhm talking about my mother under the cut

ik i make jokes about x thing being bad for my health but i am sure my mom isn't good for my health

ill feel so good for a whole week and start to feel like my relationship with my mom could work out when im an adult and then out of the blue ill get a little too comfortable and make a joke or a half joke (telling my grandma she doesn't know whats in my pants, saying hobie brown is a he/him lesbian, ect) and she'll get all pissy and be bigoted and lie her ass off

like just now i was talking to my mom about fictional characters, making jokes about getting attached to horror movie characters, etc etc, and it was starting to get back into banning shows i like territory because shes a control freak

i was trying to wrap it up on a positive note so we can all go to bed without headaches and made a joke about hobie brown being my wife (has made her laugh before) and she asked what he is. now this is an incredibly general term coming from my mother. does she mean queer? does she mean race? does she mean what animation style is he in? lets try something general. i told her hes *something* but im unsure what. she presses, asking again what is he. i make a joke about people headcanoning him as a he/him lesbian.

it goes down hill from here.

she says those two terms cannot co-exist. we walk onto the front porch, a sign we are about to have a Conversation.

i tell her no two people have the same concept of gender. she tells me that doesn't change the definition. i describe a trans guy who identifies as a lesbian. she tells me thats a woman. i tell her thats not- she cuts me off. she tells me we're all he/she amphibians who are fish and marry turtles. i grit my teeth, having initially thought her using that terminology was progress a month ago, and now seeing she uses it to disregard identity.

i explain that humans crave stability, having to reiterate multiple times, partially because her skull is thick and partially because she keeps interrupting me. i politely ask her to stop interrupting me and to let me get out an idea before she changes it.

i go into names, thinking she cares for them. she disregards most of it with the occasional "im pickin up what yer puttin down." I go into star signs, knowing she cares about those (she reminds me im a gemini so often its gotten a little dysphoric before.) Interrupted. Again.

she uses the term respect, a word I've grown to hate. my bones go into attack mode, and i still incredibly politely for the context explain i dislike the word and explain that love and human compassion is better. she agrees. we'll see if she was lying or not in the following month.

we reiterate that i dont feel like shes listening, and she reassures me in an un-assuring way that she does listen and that I've taught her things. i hope i can believe her.

i bring it back to stability and identity. after a minute of being interrupted more times than i can count with absolute gibberish about heaven and being an angel and identifying as a frog i ask her what she thinks of he/him lesbians again, praying to the lord above that if hes there to let her understand. she does not, furthur reasoning to my atheism.

more gibberish, and my dad shows up. my dad, while not tumblrina levels woke, is an incredibly smart person. at first hes been not the best in any term, but its been a couple years and hes gotten better. hes also, thankfully, delt with my mom for a couple decades. he starts tearing down my moms arguments at lightning speed, and my mother becomes irritated. fuck, i knew i probably wasn't making progress the way i was going but at least I wasn't worried shed go ape shit and take away my access to the real world. she calles the term unisex, i correct her to intersex only to be told i was wrong. so, she definitely hasn't been listening.

my dad and i both end up storming off to the living room. he gives me the run down of a new anime while i keep myself from crying. i go to bed and begin working on the words you're reading now. i hear my mother and dad argue over the same points i was making, with my dad on my side. all i hear is them calling me wise, my mom actually suggesting my phone is a good thing (HUGE progress.) My mother disagrees with something my dad says, and there's a brief conversation about Palestinians, probably referring to my earlier conversation with my dad.

anyway now im watching an anime w my dad and praying my mom doesn't start shit again •3•

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nonbinaryeggrolls · 2 years ago

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Battle of the Larynx III

Miguel O’Hara x afab!reader

Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3, Pt. 4

Synopsis: Having Spider-Man as a boyfriend was becoming increasingly more difficult, and his reoccurring absence is tearing you apart

Warnings: ANGST, drinking, smoking oui’d, self destructive Miguel, self destructive Y/N, stalking.

MINORS DNI. AGELESS AND MINOR BLOGS ARE BLOCKED

Gwen: “Guys this is super weird, he went from nearly ripping peoples heads off for even breathing near him incorrectly to having the personality of a wet napkin.” Gwen spoke to the rest of the group as they all sat in the cafeteria

Pav: “I know right?! I took the last empanada and he didn’t freak out like he did last time. I didn’t even want it I don’t even know what empanadas are I just wanted to see if he’d fight for it, but no. Nothing!”

Miles: “I don’t know I’m kind of liking him not yelling every twenty seconds. The valley is at peace now”, he laughed and grabbed the empanada from Pav, but his laughter stopped after seeing all the irritated and disapproving looks he was surrounded by, “Or maybe I’m just still salty about the train thing. Yeah, yeah I’ll shut up now.”

Gwen: “He looks really sad.”

Hobie: “Definitely bummed about something. He hasn’t even joined Jess on most of the missions. Every time she turns around he’s disappeared to god knows where.”, he leans back in his chair and turns his attention to Peter who’s been eerily quiet the whole time, “Oi what’s got you so quiet?”

Peter had been mentally checked out the entire conversation. After all of the events that took place with Miles ended, Peter had found a newfound friend in Miguel. Someone he trusted to come to with problems so it worried him deeply that his friend was so aloof nowadays, and Peter knew exactly why. He knew all about what happened at Alchemex, Miguel came home from work that day and he knew something wasn’t right. He’d never seen Miguel look so hopeless when he broke down and told him everything that was said and since then he’s watched Miguel deteriorate more and more.

Peter: “Sorry, just trying to decide what to feed this little gremlin when we get home!” He lied and picked Mayday up onto his shoulders, “I’ll catch you guys later! Try to stay out of trouble!

Peter opened the portal to his dimension and left without another word

Pav: “Now he’s being weird too!”

Mj: “Peter! Are you home?” She shouted from the upstairs bedroom

Peter: “Yeah I’m in the kitchen babe! I’m making Mayday some dinner!” He shouted and placed a sleeping Mayday on the couch and prepared some chicken and mixed veggies for her to have when she wakes up

Mj: “Peter, what did I say about taking our toddler to work with you? Did you take her out of school again?” She smiled and nipped at his ear. Obviously not completely upset but still irritated with him

Peter: “She wasn’t missing anything, I can teach her 2+4 later tonight.” He chuckled

The three of them sat down and ate an unusually quiet dinner

Mj: “No Miguel tonight, he’s not out doing it again is he?” Peter raised his brow at Mj giving her all the answers she needed, “You should talk to him again, he isn’t himself. I can’t believe I’m saying it but I actually kind of miss pissy Miguel.” She laughed

Peter: “I know I do too.” He sighed and pushed around his vegetables. He missed his friends happiness, he got used to the way Miguel’s demeanor changed when you both first started dating. Miguel was happy, there were times he caught the man smiling to himself and laughing at his phone when you texted him. For the first time in a long time Miguel seemed to enjoy life, Peter wanted that Miguel back.

He pushed his plate to the side and began to gather his suit and the rest of his belongings.

Mj: “Are you going back to headquarters?” She asked

Peter: “No. I think I need to go talk to somebody, I’ll be back soon babe. Tuck Mayday in for me tonight.” He placed a kiss on Maydays forehead and one on Mj’s cheek before slipping through the portal into your dimension…

Mayday: “Pissy!”

Mj: “No, no sweetie that’s a bad word. Only mommy can say that.”

Miguel sat atop a ledge of some random apartment complex. He’d been hopping from building to building all night following a yellow cab that was driving through the downtown area. When it finally stopped he nested on the nearest building and watched you and your friends exit the vehicle and entire into the bar out front.

He wasn’t trying to be weird but it had been 2 weeks since you both last spoke, this whole ordeal felt like it was going on forever. Of course he respected your need for space but he couldn’t help but worry about you so everyday since he’s made a habit of tracking your whereabouts: the grocery store, the pharmacy, fast food places, everywhere. Miguel watched over you like a hawk until he was confident you made it home safely, and tonight wasn’t any different. Patiently he sat outside the bar watching from afar until you left.

You sat at the table twiddling with your half empty glass

Macie: “Girl get up an have fun! You’re being soooooo boring.” She was clearly drunk, she’d been dancing with your other friends for a while now before coming back over to you

Y/N: “I just don’t think I’m up for tonight Mace, I’m not in a partying mood.” The last thing you wanted to do was go out tonight honestly. Being jobless and entering an ‘it’s complicated’ status of your relationship wasn’t exactly a cause for celebration.

Macie: “I knew I wouldn’t like him the moment you started talking to him. He went after his receptionist for fucks sake and you probably weren’t the first one he picked up and threw away”. She continued, gaining the agreement of your other friends, but you heard nothing as you threw back another vodka tonic. Your silence is finally acknowledged and your friends leave to give you some space.

In your peripheral vision you could see the space next to you become occupied

Y/N: “Macie I know you’re only trying to help but i really REALLY just need to be alone right now, okay?”

“Macie’s not really good with problem solving when she’s drunk is she?” you eventually looked over to see Anthony taking the seat next to you. He was dressed nice. It was different to see him out of his security uniform and in something a little more formal.

Anthony: “You can add her drinks to my tab.” He offers, “I hope you don’t mind the company, I saw you drinking alone and it looked like you needed some sober companionship.”

He wasn’t wrong, you really didn’t need Macie drunk babbling about how Miguel probably used other girls before you came along. Regardless of everything you still loved him, you thought so highly of him but god you wished for a second you could get him out of your head.

Y/N: “I guess I look pretty pathetic don’t I?” You laughed and used your sleeve to wipe a tear that managed to escape

Anthony: “No, not to me. It’s getting kind of hard to hear in here.” He stands up and picks up his jacket off the back of his chair, “Wanna join me outside?” He suggested

You nodded and did the same and gathered your purse and keys, following him outside onto the empty patio. The wind starting to blow heavier than usual making you shiver a little bit, the thin cardigan you wore tonight wasn’t enough to to fight of the Nueva York weather.

Anthony: “Here.” He wraps his denim jacket around your shoulders and pulling you in slightly, “Better?” He asks

Y/N: “Y-Yeah. Thank you.”

You smile at his gesture. Unbeknownst to you Miguel was not only watching the entire interaction, but hearing it too. He noticed Anthony’s sultry tone and a glimmer in his eye when he looked at you.

Anthony leaned against the building wall with you and proceeded to light a pre roll he had in his jacket pocket. He took a long puff and handed it over to you, to which you gladly accepted. Not realizing how long it had been since you smoked weed you of course started coughing almost immediately, but quickly got the hang of it.

Anthony: “I really wasn’t trying to eavesdrop earlier but I couldn’t help but hear what your friends were saying to you at the counter. Bad breakup?” he questioned while taking another draw from his blunt and blowing it out the side of his mouth.

Y/N: “Something like that, it’s been a rough couple of months but I don’t really wanna ruin your night with my sad shit.”

Anthony: “If it’ll help you feel better I don’t mind. Go ahead.” He encouraged.

Miguel listened carefully, almost scared of what you were about to say next

Y/N: “I have this person in my life and things aren’t going great. He’s not really there for me y’know? And I get he has problems that he’s working through but sometimes it feels like he doesn’t even like me anymore. It’s starting to feel like that more often now…”

The air was silent for a few seconds, not uncomfortable just a few brief moments that Anthony took to absorb everything you said.

He shifted from the wall to stand directly in front of you. When the two of you stood eye to eye Miguel could hear his own heart race like a gatling gun, he couldn’t tell whether it was fear or anger

Anthony: “He sounds like a dick. It’s a hard decision, I get it. Deciding whether or not to stay with someone like that must suck.”

Y/N: “He’s not so bad, he has his moments.” You laugh and look down at your feet. You cant help but think back to the times you and Miguel spent cuddling in your apartment watching old cartoons, “…But yeah, it kind of sucks right now.”

Anthony: “I wouldn’t worry, a girl like you could find a new guy any time she wanted.” He smiled at you and stepped a foot closer. You feel his hand hold your chin and he softly brings your head up to make eye contact with him again. Anthony holds your face in his hands, caressing each cheek with his thumbs and then feeling down to your bottom lip.

Anthony: “You look really pretty tonight Y/N…”

Miguel felt his body burn red hot watching you and another man. He boiled with rage and jealousy and just like that it fizzled away. His body stopped tensing, his heart stopped racing, his fear went away. Everything felt numb as he saw Anthony lean in to kiss you.

Miguel couldn’t bring himself to look and turned away immediately. An unfamiliar wetness ran down his face and he realized that for the first time in a long time he was breaking down. He sobbed on the roof of the building until his lungs couldn’t pump anymore oxygen for him.

He left in a blur of red and blue back to the only place he could think of to go right now. The spider society headquarters was empty and his office was cold. Everything in Miguel’s sight was an obstacle to him right now, and soon he found himself destroying everything in his path. His chair, his monitors, his machines; he ripped every bit of structure in his office apart until he was the only thing left standing.

Miguel’s world was once again crumbling around him. He found a new life, a new chance at happiness with someone else and he let his own selfishness tear it all apart

This was his doing. He pushed you and pushed you, until you fell right into the arms of someone else

You didn’t love him anymore.

Your heart beat so loud you swore someone could hear it down the street in passing. Anthony pulled you in by your waist close enough to breathe in his cologne

Anthony: “You look really pretty tonight Y/N…” he tilted his head and brought his face in closer to yours, his touch was warm and gentle, something you hadn’t had in so long

But that didn’t change anything.

You interrupted Anthony’s attempt and brought your finger ups to his lips, pushing him back softly

Y/N: “Im…I’m sorry Anthony. I think you’re really sweet but I’m still—

Anthony: “In love with him?” You smiled and nodded. Anthony nodded back and released his hold on your waist, “I get it, the heart wants what it wants. He’s a really lucky guy. I guess I’ll see you at work then?”

You nodded and handed his jacket to him, thanking him for his kindness before he stepped his blunt out on the ground and headed back inside the bar.

Fuck. The hold this man had on you. Even after everything all your thoughts and actions circled back to him and only him. Soon you decided that this intended night of unwinding was a complete bust and decided to head home. Looking back, walking home alone at 11 at night probably wasn’t the best idea but you figured you’ve made worse decisions. So you texted Macie and told her you were heading out.

The walk home through Nueva York was peaceful, maybe it was the alcohol in your system giving you a bravery boost but you didn’t walk with panic like you usually did late at night. That was the case until you turned down the corner that led to your apartment and felt the chill of an unfamiliar presence watching. You had a light buzz but not enough to imagine danger when there wasn’t any, you sped up your pace and prepped your keys in hand to get inside as quickly as possible.

You heaved a breathe of relief once you finally got inside the building and made a note to yourself not to test your luck again by walking home alone. Once you made it to your place you took a quick hot shower and threw on a pair of pajama pants and one of Miguel’s old t shirts. You let the window open to get a few minutes of fresh air while you worked on some unfinished art projects. The night went by slow and calm, until you felt that weird feeling again and in the corner of your eye you saw a figure creeping up by your window. You shrieked and instinctively threw the closest object towards them.

Peter: “OW FUCK!” He shouted and tumbled backwards a bit and fell down the the fire scape on the floor below you

Y/N: “I’m calling the police!” You turned to shut the window before he raised his hands in protests

Peter: “Wait wait Y/N I’m a good guy!”

You looked back at the man, this time noticing he was covered in a tight red and blue suit, one that resembled Miguel’s in theme but not in design.

Y/N: “You don’t look like a good guy, you’re in sweats…and snorlax slippers.” You looked over the window ledge

Peter: “Yeah well looks can be deceiving.” he laughed and took off his mask to reveale his scruffy face.

Y/N: “How do you know my name?”

Peter: “I work pretty closely with Miguel, he’s said a lot about you… I’m Peter. I know it’s kind of weird for me to walk up on you like this, in hindsight I definitely could’ve planned this better.” he said, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck

Y/N: “Oh…yeah he talks about you from time to time.” You said, “What are you doing here? You scared the shit out of me.”

Peter: “Sorry about that I really wasn’t trying to startle you. I just, um, I kind of think…I think you two should get back together.” He blurted out. You looked at him confused but still motioned for him to come upstairs into the apartment. He shimmied in through the window managing to accidentally rip the curtains off in the process

Y/N: “Did Miguel send you here to talk on his behalf?”

Peter: “No no I promise he didn’t, he doesn’t even know I’m here. Honestly he’d probably go ballistic if he found out.”

Y/N: “Peter, I appreciate you coming here. It’s very sweet and Im sure you just want what’s best for your friend but our relationship isn’t anyone else’s concern.”

Peter: “I know I know but just hear me out and if you don’t like what I have to say then I’ll go and leave you two be…” You looked at him in confusion but decided to sit down and hear what he had to say

Peter: “Y/N I’ve been pretty close with Miguel for a while now and I think I know all there is to know about the guy. And if there’s one thing I know about him it’s that he’s a fucking idiot”, He took a seat next to you on the bed, “one of the biggest idiots i’ve ever seen and that’s coming from the second biggest idiot…I know about the night you locked him out. He said things that hurt you didn’t he?” He asked looking over at you. You nodded, his question triggered all the emotions of that night. The feeling of betrayal, worthlessness, and isolation all came rushing back and made the tears swell up

Peter: “Yeah, he does that sometimes. It makes you feel like he doesn’t even care about you but I promise you he does. Y/N he’s absolutely crazy about you.”

Y/N: “Really?” You sniffled

Miguel: “Yes! You should see the way his face lights up when you call him, he tries to hide it but we all notice he’s giddy about something . And oh my god when we’re on missions and he sees something he thinks you’ll like, he writes it down in this little notepad he has! Here.” he hands you a small brown notebook, “Don’t tell him, I snagged this from his desk today, he’d kill me if he found out.” he chuckled

He was right, the book was filled with notes and scribbles, some crossed out probably indicating he’d bought them already. He even put little reminders on sticky notes for himself so he could remember what colors you liked and didn’t like. It brought a smile out of you

Peter: “He’s hasn’t been doing well since that night. And im sorry if this sounds like I’m trying to guilt you into being with him, I really am not trying to do that. Im just asking, can you go talk to him please?” He asked

He looked at you awaiting your decision, but it wasn’t like you needed thinking. You missed Miguel so much, for fucks sake you wore his shirts every night since he left, and if Peter said he missed you too then that’s all the answer you needed…

#miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel x y/n #miguel x you #atsv miguel #peter parker #miles molares #atsv hobie #hobie brown #gwen stacy #miguel angst #miguel smut #pavitr prabhakar #across the spiderverse

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koolcece22 · 1 year ago

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Enter Venomgirl

Ch.13

Miles’s pov

We all just rushed towards Shade and noticed that her tendrils were wrapping tightly around 42 and that he was starting to turn purple. Me and Hobie stopped fighting to help him. The others joined in and Margo turned the room back to normal. I ran up to Shade to try to snap her out of it, but she was in some kind of trance.

“Shade! Snap out of it!” I shouted at her as me and Hobie tried to get her to let go by pulling her away. For a split second, from the look in her eyes she seemed to snap out of it and let go of 42. He was coughing, trying to catch his breath. Shade looked around, surprised were all close to her. Before we could ask what happened, Shade’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she seemed to about fall over. Hobie caught her before she completely fall backwards.

“ Vuck. Vuck. Vuck.”

We heard what Shade said or what we thought was Shade. It sounded like more like her symbiote; Kuro, I think its name was.

“ Shade, what the vuck is going on?!”

Shade looked up at us, her eyes weren’t purple; they were silver, and her mouth seemed to stretch more to show her sharp teeth, something we’ve seen with most symbiotes. It’s just a little weird seeing them when they're mostly human-looking.

“Uh, Kuro right?” I asked, giving her attention back to us. “What happened? Why did Shade attack 42 like that? Why did it take over Shade’s body?” I asked it a million questions a second, I guess it didn’t like being accused because the next thing I knew she grabbed me

“ Look bloody pits, I don’t like this tone and million questions you throw at me. Shade saw the red bastard for a split second then I don’t know I barely snapped her out of it. She…”

“She what?” I asked. Kuro let go of me and looked down.

“It’s nothing.” she looked at Peter “ Hey Peete spider! I think we’re done here.”

Peter's eyebrow raised “Peete spider?”

“Yeah, it likes naming us weird names. Shade said it sucks at remembering names.” Pav whispered in Peter’s ear.

“ I’m leaving this stupid place.” Shade or Kuro was about to walk off. I quickly grabbed her arm too much shocked.

“Hey look. You can’t just walk it off. We have to see what’s going on. You don’t want Shade to freak out, don’t you?”

Kuro just scoffed while she ripped her arm away from me. I can tell she cares for Shade. I heard her growling as I heard her mutter ‘fine’. Nodded as I turned to the others.

“Hey Pete, I’m going to take Shade to Doc’s. Maybe she’ll know what to do.”

Peter nodded “Sure kid.”

“Not a kid remember?” I said with arms folded with a smirk. Everyone laughed but 42 wasn’t in mood. I looked at him. “Hey 42, you should come get checked out.”

“I’ll pass. I’ll go to my doctor thank very much.” he said as made a portal back his earth. No one tried to stop him. 42 doesn't like getting help from us even though we treated him like us. I sighed going to check on him later but one person at time I guess. I led Shade or Kuro back to Andrea, weird how they work.

We made it back to Andrea’s office, she was smoking which not allowed in her office but i don’t think no one is going to call her out for her rules. She saw me and Kuro without an amused expression.

“I see you’re back Kuro,” she said both me and Kuro’s eyes widened.

“ How do you know I’m in control?”

“Your blood cell count increases with symbiote cells so i’m guessing her other side took over. What happened?”

“We don’t know. Shade joined us for training and during it, she or Kuro said they saw Carnage in front of them, and they almost hurt 42 badly.”

“Mmmm?” Andrea then beckoned us to come closer and have Kuro sit at the table.

“So tell me what happened.”

“ Uh…Shade was fighting the kid during the match when she saw red goo guy in front of us and our tendrils were the same color as that bastard. But I don’t feel him anymore.”

Andrea raised an eyebrow “You don’t?”

“ Yeah, we- I felt him in Shade but he’s now gone but I feel like. Shade feels like…”

“Like what?” I asked

“Like I was looking through him and felt what he feels and thinks.”

Andrea and I noticed that Shade’s eyes were back to purple now, meaning we were talking to Shade now. Andrea walked up to her, studying her then she sighed and pulled out one of her smokes. The ones Hobie would sometimes steal from her.

“Well that’s bad news for you, guess you're staying another day then.”

“What!? Void! Send me home, I‘ll deal with the problem myself.”

“No can do. The boss ordered me to keep an eye on you till Carnage is out. The last thing we need is for Carnage to come out nowhere and ruin a canon event.”

“Canon what?”

I put my hand on her shoulder “ to explain and kind of BS. Let’s go talk to Miguel and see if he can send you home.” I said trying to de-escalate this. Maybe we can talk to Miguel about this even though I really don’t want to. We were still trying to work things out. He’s gotten way better, but he still has his moments and he sure can be a hardass at times. Shade sighed and nodded as she got up. Andrea lit up her smoke.

“Fine, but please come back here if it gets worse. Or I’ll drag you here myself. Got it?”

We both nodded as we headed to Miguel’s lab, It took a little longer since Shade couldn’t stick to the walls so I took her on the easier way. The Miguel way. We made it to his lab. As we entered it we didn’t see Miguel there, but we saw Jess. She turned to us from the platform she was on. At least it wasn’t as high up like Miguel would have it.

“Hey Jess, uh where’s Tio?” I asked. Jess turned around, showing her baby girl in a carrier pouch, the one Peter gave her at the baby shower.

“Hey Miles, you must be Shade.” Jess said as she hopped off the platform. Shade gave her a weird look then whispered in my ear

“Do all of you people bring your babies to work?”

“Heh, it's a grown-up thing,” I whispered back. We heard Jess cough, guess she heard us

“Anyway, to answer your question, Miles, Miguel is on a mission on Earth-2424. He’s taking care of things while Shade gets better.”

“Well there’s no need for that. Just call him back and I can go back to taking care of my own Earth.” Shade said not in the mood to talk anymore.

“No can do.”

“What!? Why?!”

“You are in no condition to be sent back. I heard what happened in the training room. If you still have another Earth’s Carnage still in you, we don’t know what effect it will have on you or your Earth. Also it’s not my call. I’m in charge till he comes back but Miguel gets the final word.” Jess said with a stern tone. She reminded me of my mom and I really don’t want to argue with her and if did I would surely lose. Shade glared at her, seeming to not back down from this.

“You guys can’t keep me here if I don’t want to.”

“Look, I know you don’t want to be around here as much we also don’t. But we need to take precaution on this. We’ve never dealt with-”

“Someone like me right? Yeah, I get it i’m a freak. Just…just give me way for me to talk to him. Please.”

Jess sighed, guess she didn’t mean to word like she meant it. Then she gave a number to call Miguel. Shade pull out her watch from her mouth. That’s where she’s been keeping it? Shade walked to back of the room where Miguel’s secret room was.

“Thanks.” she said as she walked off to the room. I guess he gave his room since it’s only used when the ‘other’ him takes over when the medicine doesn’t work. Jess sighed as she went back to work.

“Miles, there’s an anomaly on Earth-687 please go with Hobie and report back to me as soon you’re both done.” Jess said while playing with her baby. I nodded and make a portal to meet Hobie. Then I got an idea.

Miguel’s Pov

I’m so glad I left spiderbot at Shade’s hideout before I left, otherwise I would be so lost. Lyla already giving me lip on this.

“Not trying to judge on the woman's style but maybe she should try to get like…a less creepy place to live.” Lyla said. I agree but Shade has her reasons. I don’t know much about her past, but I try my best not to spy on people. Peter said it was too creepy and make me look like weirdo. I'm not I’m just patrolling.

I was able ‘borrow’ some money from a couple of thugs who were trying to rob someone so I can get some food. Man, Jess was right the bread here is amazing. It put all the other conchas I ever ate to shame. Lyla took a picture of me enjoying the bread. I glareed at her.

“Delete it.”

“No way, jose! This going into the files.” Lyla chuckled. I just rolled my eyes as I brought out my injector and injected the serum into me.

Before I could feel the effects of the serum, we heard a crash. I quickly resummoned my mask back on and brought out my talons. I look in the darkness of the room, and could see that someone is here but they’re hiding.

“Come out!” I growled trying to not sound too threatening, but they were coming here at a bad time.

“I’m-I’m sorry…uh…”

I recognized the voice as the figure came out from the darkness. It was that squid kid from the port. The one who works with Zee. Timothy, I think is his name. He looked like he had some stuff with him, two bags full of it.

“Please don’t hurt me Mr. Alien.” he said as he was shaking. I quickly put my talons away and walked over to him trying not to scare him. God, this is the second time I almost and hurt a kid. I can sense he’s terrified of me, I don’t blame him.

“Sorry. You just caught me at a bad time.”

“No! No! I should have known. Uh…I just wanted to see if Shade is home yet.” he said as he laid down the stuff he brought. Looked like food and some games.

“Do you bring her stuff?” I asked.

He nodded as he pull out a can of soda and gave it to me, he got one for himself also. I took it as we sat on the coach that has seen better days. I dissolved my mask, and he look at me with wide eyes , guessing that I was some horrible alien creature, We took a sip it was a bit awkward, not knowing what to say to this kid. Hell, I didn't know someone else came here but Shade.

“So…are you Shade’s boyfriend?”

I practically spit out my drink while Lyla popped up beside me laughing.

“What!? Shock no! She is just someone I’m working with since we have similar goals.”

“Ok. Have you checked up on her yet?” Timothy asked. He must really worried about her. Before I can say anything my gizmo went off as I had a message coming from it. On the holo screen was Shade who I was surprised to see.

“Miguel? Is this working?” she said seeing if I can see and hear her. I do get a little kick seeing someone trying to used the gizmo for first time

“ How the vuck should I know? You’re the one with fingers right now.”

Guess her symbiote is trying to help her.

“I can hear you Shade, did something happen?” I asked she gave me stern look but I know what she was about to ask me.

“I want to go back home. I’m better now.”

“No can do, Peter told me what happened at training today. Clearly you still have some of Carnage in you if you reacted like that.”

“Look, I don’t know what that is but I can take care of myself. I’ll go take care of this collider business and you guys can be on your merry way and my Earth can go back being banned or whatever.”

I was about to say something that wasn’t going to be nice till Timothy grabbed my wrist to bring my watch closer to him so he can see Shade’s face.

“Wait, what do you mean banned?” he asked Shade’s widened in surpise to see him there.

“Timothy?! What the void are doing there I told you not go near me.”

“I know but I got worried, Mr. Alien Man said that you were sick or something and I got so worried and I just wanted to see if you were ok. Please Shade if you’re sick, please let them help you. He seems very nice and he reminds me of you.” Timothy said sounding like a kid worried for his big sister. Shade looked away and cursed to herself.

“I agree. Look, stay there till I get back. We can take care of your Earth and figure this collider problem together. And once that’s dealt with we’ll be out of your hair. Comprende?”

Shade sighed but she can’t deny that she needed us. This is too big even for her to handle and if the collider got out of control or someone was using it for their own evil gain, it was going to be a bigger mess than it already is.

“I…”

“Please Shade. Let's work together to stop the bad guys!” Timothy said with his fist pumped up. He reminded me of Miles. Shade sighed then nodded.

“Just don’t mess with my stuff. Got it?”

“ Yea! If you deleted my save file. I’ll delete your face big dumb spider!!”

#across the spiderverse #spidersona #miguel o'hara #symbioate sona #writing #spider man 2099 #miles morales #spider gwen #feral! miguel o'hara #atsv hobie #spiderverse pavitr #42 miles morales

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zaynesdesimc · 2 years ago

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Feel free to ignore this, but I saw you want Miguel requests soooo.

Platonic Miguel x teen spider reader. Preferably gn. And like, he sees his daughter in the reader or smth, idk how to explain it, but I think it would be cute to see it

ONGOSH THANK YOU I absolutely love this<33 I wrote this on my phone but Im honestly so hyped up I love father figure!miguel. I hope you don’t mind but I’m doing this in the form of headcanons.

Miguel O’Hara x teen!spider!Reader

-okay so your obviously one of the only people Miguel loves tolerates.

-your universe isn’t “home” to you, Miguel is. He’s like the father you never had and at first, the both of you absolutely detested one and other. In fact, Jessica was the one who convinced him to recruit you, way before Gwen or even Peter came into the picture.

-at first, he was stand-offish and a total dickhead to you, but slowly warmed up and began to humour you. He’d smirk at your horrible jokes and pretend to roll his eyes when you teased him.

-in fact, when you first laughed your ass off at one of his remarks, something in him knew that he’d do anything to protect you.

-he already lost one daughter, he wasn’t losing you.

-In all honesty, your relationship is very similar to Joel and Ellie from the Last of Us.

-you have inside jokes that even Lyla doesn’t understand, and she’s an AI.

-It takes all his strength to not snort when you make faces behind someone’s back, he knows you do it to make him laugh.

-he gives you tips on how to take care of yourself.

-a whole bottle of baby powder suddenly appears in your room in spider society. He says he knows nothing.

-lyla shows you the camera footage of him placing it on your bedside table.

-he’s close to tears when you specially make him empanadas. He’d been in a bad mood and when he went to his desk, there was a plate of empanadas with a post it note from you.

- “dont waste them I spent like two hoursmaking them for you”

-he scarfs them down of course.

-like all fathers, he can be strict sometimes, especially because you’re a kid. He doesn’t want you getting hurt. If you’re hurt he helps patch you up himself.

-“you fucking crazy? What were you thinking, trying to catch a car instead of dodging it?”

-your arguments are shushed by him shoving a spoon of soup into your mouth.

-“don’t waste it.” He says, “I spent some time making it while you were asleep.”

-he can’t pinpoint an exact moment from when he started seeing you as his daughter, but it’s probably from the time he got super protective around hobie.

-ain’t no kid coming near his daughter.

-almost snarls when hobie jokingly flirts with you.

-he subtly pushes hobie away when the guy walks behind you.

-you’re the only person other than lyla who can snark him and get away with it without an insult being jabbed at you.

-he’s hugged you a total of two times.

-the first was when you almost died, the second was when he almost died and you freaked out.

-you’d already lost your family, you could not lose him too.

“Miguel, get up.” You tearfully say to his sleeping form, “I can’t do this without you.”

-when he’d stirred, the first thing he saw was your shocked face and then you tackled him.

-he loves you. Like, a whole lot.

-he smiles at you when you walk around in his office, rambling about random stuff. He’s glad that you’re comfortable enough around him to stop masking your personality.

-his jokes are LAME. Like dad jokes are his jam and they’re just so bad.

-“why do sharks live in salt water? because pepper water makes them sneeze.” “Miguel PLEASE-”

-did I mention he’d probably die for you? Like fuck the universe(s) he’s not losing his baby daughter again.

-OOO IMAGINE THE BOTH OF YOU AS DRACULA AND MAVIS

-it’s weird but it’s funny.

-Gwen loses her shit when she sees you sitting next to him with your head on his shoulder.

#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o'hara #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv x Reader #miguel o'hara x reader

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blu-joons · 4 years ago

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When They Get Broody Seeing You With Children ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

His eyes widened as you took your niece from your sibling, slowly rocking them side to side until their cries began to subside. “See, nothing to be upset about little one.”

Jin stared across at you in disbelief, “how did you manage to get her to stop crying? Not her parents?”

“I guess I must just have a magic touch or something,” you chuckled, glancing down at your niece’s eyes staring up at you, “I have been told my voice is soothing before.”

“You’re good with kids,” he muttered underneath his breath.

Your eyes flickered to him as he spoke, softly smiling in his direction. “Do you want to hold her for a little while? It’s about time she met her uncle properly, don’t you think?”

“No,” he laughed, “I’m not being responsible for her crying again.”

“She’s not going to cry,” you tried to assure him, but his head continued to shake back at you. “I think it was just pure luck that she stopped crying with me anyway.”

His head shook, “when we have kids, you’re definitely going to be the one to cuddle them.”

“When we have kids?” You challenged, noticing how quickly his jaw hit the floor. “You’ve never really mentioned kids around me before.”

“That’s because I’d never seen how good you were with them before until now.”

Yoongi:

You pushed Yoongi’s arm gently as he failed to respond to your question, bringing him back into the room. “Sorry,” he muttered when he realised you were stood before him.

You quickly shrugged it off, “it’s nothing, but what’s got you drifting off into such a huge daydream there?”

“I was just watching you with the kids,” he whispered, scratching the top of your head, “I guess it just got me thinking about the future and thinking about us too.”

“Broody?” You questioned as his head shyly nodded back.

An awkward laugh came from him, “I wasn’t going to quite put it like that, but I guess you could say I got a little broody looking at how good you were with them.”

“There’s nothing wrong with being broody,” you smiled, “I’ve felt it too.”

“Really?” He questioned, surprised when your head nodded back at him. “I thought you were probably going to say that I’m crazy for feeling broody right now.”

Your head shook, “we all get broody from time to time, whether we act on it or not.”

“You know,” he grinned, resting both his hands on your hips, “I wouldn’t be completely opposed to acting on it one day with you.”

“Good, because when the time is right, if we’re still broody, I plan on acting on it too.”

Hoseok:

You smiled softly as you kicked the plastic ball back across the field of the park to the young boy who had kicked it away. “It’s a good job I didn’t mess that one up.”

Hobi’s head nodded, fixated on the wide smile on your face. “Yeah,” he muttered, barely registering that you spoke.

“Don’t sound too enthusiastic,” you frowned back at him, confused by the unimpressed expression on his face. “The kid was adorable, don’t you think?”

“It’s not the kid that’s adorable,” he mumbled to himself.

You stopped walking, standing directly in front of him, “I just kicked his ball back to him and you’re acting as if I’ve just done something wrong, I’m confused.”

“You were adorable,” he sighed, “you lit up straight away.”

“I was always going to smile at a young child,” you pointed out to him, but his head shook, as you continued to miss the point that he was trying to make to you.

He sighed softly again, “the way you are with kids just makes me happy, it’s hard to explain.”

“Oh,” you blushed, unsure of quite how you wanted to react. “Why didn’t you just say that to me from the start Hoseok?”

“Because it’s embarrassing showing you just how much I fall for you at times like this.”

Namjoon:

Your eyes looked across to Namjoon at the mention of your name, smiling softly as you met his eyes. “If I ask you something, do you promise not to freak out on me right now?”

Your head nodded tentatively, “I won’t freak out, but you’ve got me a little worried asking me like that.”

“It’s nothing bad,” he quickly assured, “it’s just that watching you at the party today, with the kids, got me wondering about us. I just wanted to ask what your thoughts were?”

“You mean if I’d want kids in the future?” You clarified with him.

His head nodded, “I’ve not been able to stop thinking about it since I saw you, and I just wanted to know if you were on the same page with me really, or not.”

“I’ve always wanted kids,” you smiled, “if that answers your question.”

“It does,” he chuckled, pulling you closer into his side. “The kids seemed so happy around you today, it just got me thinking about us a lot too. Is that a little weird?”

Your head shook, “not at all, I find it quite sweet that you were even thinking about us like that.”

“I’ve always dreamed of being a dad, and seeing you with kids, picturing you as a mum, it really felt like I had the perfect dream in front of me,” he confessed.

“That’s adorable, honestly Joon. I think you’re right; we have got the perfect dream.”

Jimin:

The wave of a hand over his eyes pulled Jimin out of his daydream, glancing across to see Namjoon beside him. “You’ll get dizzy if you stare at Y/N for much longer like that.”

Jimin quickly muttered an apology, “I just can’t help but watch her, she’s so good with kids, it’s unfair.”

“Why?” Namjoon questioned, “shouldn’t you be feeling lucky that one day when you have kids, you know that she’s going to be an incredible mother for them.”

“I’m trying not to think like that,” he sniggered in response.

Namjoon’s eyebrows knitted together, “I see what’s happening here. Watching Y/N with those kids is making you want to have a kid with her, isn’t it? You’re getting broody.”

“Keep your voice down,” Jimin hissed, “I don’t wat her to hear.”

“She’s too busy playing a game of tag to pay attention to what we’re saying,” Namjoon quickly pointed out to him, “I think it’s cute that you feel that way though.”

Jimin’s eyes looked back to him, “you don’t think it’s weird? We’ve not been together that long.”

“When you know, you know,” Namjoon smiled, throwing his arm around Jimin’s shoulders, “and I think it’s fair to say that you know Jimin.”

“I think I do too, I couldn’t imagine anyone better to one day start a family with.”

Taehyung:

A loud laugh escaped Taehyung as you threw his cousins around, racing around the garden with them. “I like Y/N,” one of them suddenly said to him as they played.

Taehyung’s smile instantly widened, “I’m glad you like Y/N, because I really like Y/N too and bringing her to see you.”

“Will she stay with you forever?” The youngest of his cousins continued to question, “is she going to become a proper part of our family one day, with a really fancy wedding.”

“Would you like for that to happen?” Taehyung asked him.

His head instantly nodded back, “I like playing with Y/N because she’s so funny. She always comes up with silly games for us to play, just like how you do as well.”

“She’s good, right?” Taehyung sighed, glancing across to you again.

“The best!” His cousin cheered, throwing his arms up into the air. Taehyung smiled across at him, before looking back to you once again and the wide smile you wore.

His cousin poked his cheek as he stared, “shall we go and play too? They’re having fun.”

“Come on,” Tae grinned, extending his hand out for his cousin to take, “I’ve got to prove to you all that I’m more fun than Y/N after all.”

“You’ll never be more fun than Y/N, she’s the absolute best for fun!”

Jungkook:

Once you’d finally managed to pass your cousin back across to her parents, you walked back to Jungkook. “I thought she was neve going to let go of me for a moment.”

His head nodded absentmindedly, “you’re incredible with kids, has anyone ever told you that before Y/N?”

“A couple of times,” you responded, confused as to what was on his mind. “Is that the thought you’re having to explain the look on your face right now too?”

“It was just cute,” he hummed, glancing across at you.

You looked back to your cousin as her parents led her out of your parent’s home, “she’s always had a bit of a thing for me ever since she was born, stuck to me.”

“I don’t blame her,” he grinned, “you’re incredible with her, that’s why.”

“It’s more the fact she’s a good kid,” you tried to argue, but Jungkook’s head shook. “I’m not as good with kids as I think you might think I am right now.”

His head continued to shake, “honestly, it makes me really want to have a baby with you.”

“Really?” You doubted, taken aback by how sudden his comment was. “But we’ve never really talked about having kids with one another.”

“I don’t need to talk about it, I just know exactly how I feel about it, Y/N.”

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bts-hyperfixation · 4 years ago

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I Was Mermaid For You

Kinktober Day 12 - Hoseok/cockwarming

Warnings: Cockwarming, hand-job, Y/N is a mermaid who gets hit by a boat, blood mention/injury mention

It was a beautiful day when you first met Hoseok. Well, met might be a bit strong. You had watched him from rocks at a distance as he sailed with his friends. You knew you should’ve dived for cover, but you couldn't help yourself. His heart-shaped smile which is so infectious you had to see more. You followed them on their route, his obnoxious laugh like a siren’s call. It was like he was meant for you.

From then on you followed their ship whenever you saw it. Sadly, this was not as frequently as you would’ve liked. He and his friends were fishermen for their seaside town, they fished in this area once every two months. You couldn't help but get sucked in by their antics. When they went fishing they seemed like they were having the most fun. They played games, sang songs, and ate delicious fresh food.

One day you let yourself get a little too close. Too enraptured in their behaviour you didn't notice the anchor coming towards you. It struck against your side and cut along your skin.

“Blood in the water!” One of the boys yelled over the side of the boat noticing the red seeping into the clear ocean around them..

“Girl in the water!” Another one yelled after getting a closer look. They wasted no time. He ripped off his shirt and dove into save you from the tide before it could take you away. A strong pair of arms wrapped around your torso. You tried to twist away, but the pain shot up your side. He pulled you back with him to the side of the boat, and the other boys pulled you up. However, they dropped you quite quickly onto the deck when they found a tail where your leg should have been.

“The actual fuck?” Said one of the shortest.

“Is that a… is she a… mermaid?” The one you had always thought resembled a Bunny asked.

“don't be stupid, mermaids aren't real, maybe it's a swimming costume?” The sweet blonde had responded.

“Whatever it is, she is clearly hurt, have we got a medic box?” He asked, the one you’d really been watching, the one who had been dripping wet after his heroic dive. He’d knelt at your side, using the t-shirt he had torn away to dab at the blood. The tallest fetched the small red box and joined your saviour on the floor.

“Hobi, do you even know how to help?” Finally a name.

“Joon, I don’t have a clue, but we can’t just let her bleed out.” Hobi had replied.

“How are you not freaking out right now? You are always freaking out.” Bunny Boy had asked.

“I’m trying really hard right now… Are any of you going to actually help me? Or are you just going to make it harder for me.” They’d looked sheepishly between one another before rushing around the ship to find more items to help. One came back with a bottle of alcohol, two more with towels, and the others prepared a bed for you (Well one had prepared a bath in case you had to be in water, which was a nice thought.)

Whilst they were gone Hobi managed to stop the bleeding, the cut wasn't that deep, just long. It had made the injury seem worse than it was. He poured a little of the alcohol onto the wound and you couldn't hold in the scream making each of the boys flinch. Then he wiped away the access with the towels and dressed it accordingly.

“Can you speak?” He had asked, voice wavering. His confidence slipped when there was no longer an emergency situation.

“Yes, I can speak.” You’d responded, leaning up on your elbows. You’d flinched as you creased the wound.

“Do you need water?” His eyes had started to swim a little, he’d been blinking too much.

“No dry land is fine.”

“Right… good… gr” He hadn’t managed anymore before passing out next to you. The Bunny boy lifted Hobi away, took him to lie down. In the meantime, the others had introduced themselves to you and asked a myriad of questions. By the time Hoseok had awoken you were well acquainted with his crewmates.

You’d spent four days on their boat that time. Just enough for your side to heal to a point where it no longer needed to be dressed. It was a sad goodbye, but they had to return to port.

Every time they visited after that you were pulled onto the boat to join in with their festivities. And each time they left you got sadder. Not only had you become good friends with the crew, but you have been right about Hobi. The two of you managed to get closer, he would stay up with you even after the others had long gone to bed. You’d talk late into the night. Sometimes it be petty, small talk about hobbies, at the times it was about family and friends. And then one night it wasn't talking, it was kissing.

That turned int Hobi visiting you far more often. If he wasn't on a long fishing trip with the boys he hired a smaller boat and found his way to the cave you lived in. You loved leaning upon the sand of the small beach as he lit a fire and lay out blankets for himself. He told you about his hometown, all the places he used to go when he was younger. You told him about the sea, the hidden treasures beneath the water. You couldn't help but wish for legs, or for him to have a tail. Just a way to live in each other’s worlds if only for a day.

Before he set off on a month-long fishing trip you swore you would find a way. And that's what you did. While he was gone you followed legends across the world in search of a fix. Until you came across a spell, one that would give you legs for six months out of the year. That was five months and 29 days ago.

Tonight was your last night.

The last half of the year you had spent going on adventures with the boys, seeing where Hobi grow up, and maybe the most fun finding out what a vagina was for.

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“Y/N are you ready to leave?” You and Hobi had planned to stay in your cave, feeling the warmth of a real fire as you lay together. He rode the two of you out to sea. As much as you'd loved being with him, you could feel the call of the sea beckoning you back.

Originally you were going to have a picnic and fall asleep with the sound of the waves calming you knowing you would wake up with a tail once more. It made your heart ache to leave him, but you weren't really leaving, he would return to you every chance he got, and six months from now you would once again be able to walk amongst them.

After the picnic, you laid out on a blanket, cuddled into his side. He was telling you about the next trip he was set to leave on, how long it would take, and how much he'd miss you.

“Hobi?” He turned his face down to look at you, his gorgeous heart-shaped smile beaming at you.

“Love?”

“I want to feel closer to you.” You admitted.

“I'm not sure how much closer than this we can get.” He laughed, motioning to the way your leg was slung over his as you pressed up against his side.

“there's something I want to try.”

“I will try anything with you.”

“I saw it in one of your videos, you know the naughty ones?” He looked amused at the thought.

“I will definitely try anything in those my love.”

“I think they said it was called, cock warming?” A blush rises to his cheeks.

“That’s very intimate, and I’m not sure I’d be able to keep still knowing the way you feel around me.” He says ducking his head to kiss you. The idea alone was turning him on, and you wanted it to be something a little more meaningful.

“Please? Can we try? I want to do something more intimate for our last night together. My last night with this.” You say gesturing downwards. You walk your fingers along his torso towards the tie on his board shorts.

“Ladies choice for your last night darling, I will try anything you want me to.” With his permission your hand disappears under the fabric, grasping his cock and starting to pump. Using a leisurely pace, you work him up to full mast. When you think he is hard enough you wriggle back to help him slip out of the trunks. However, so close, you can’t help yourself. You lean in to lick the precum away.

“Don’t start something you don’t want to finish Y/N” He cautions, voice now three octaves lower than normal. You head his warning, instead removing your own clothes and lining yourself up. He sucks in a breath through his teeth as you sink down onto him. Going on with no foreplay hadn’t helped the tightness of your pussy. His fingertips dig into the blanket below until you come to rest on his hips. He wriggles a little, getting used to the feeling, you moan a little as he pushes against your walls.

“Fuck, this might be harder than I thought.” You whisper as you bend to lie on his chest. He chuckles and makes a point of pressing his hips up one more time.

“Nah I think we can do this, the hard parts over and this does feel pretty good.” He admits, pulling the spare blanket from the side over the top of you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “In fact, I could stay like this, with you, forever.” He nuzzles his face into your hair, kissing gently. “I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Hobi.” You mutter into his chest, placing a kiss there. You talk for a little longer, feeling him start to soften inside you. Then you both start to yawn. He rolls onto his side, careful not to slip out as you readjust positions. That’s how the pair of you fall asleep, having never felt closer.

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likeastarstar · 4 years ago

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8:05 PM when the sun met the moon.

(A/N: this is a short prequel to my fuckboi hobi drabble series which you can read here, listed in chronological: Snow Child, 2:37 PM , 9:00 PM, 2:54 AM. this takes place like...a year before 2:37 PM and is from Hobi's POV of the first time he sees OC.)

The first time Hoseok saw you, it was snowing.

Snow was rare where your college was- there were tons of people playing in the streets, adults suddenly reverted back to children making snow angels and drawing messages into the pure white sheets beneath their feet. I love you, happy holidays, multiple expletives that Hoseok may or may not have contributed to.

He should've known something special was about to happen, the freak weather should've been a clue because there you were- his own personal version of an angel.

You had snow in your hair and your cheeks were flushed, the tip of your nose red from the cold and a bright look in your eye. He hadn't ever seen someone smile the way you did, running around in the snow that day. It felt like someone had muted everything in the world other than you.

It was cheesy, he knew that.

Still, he was the kind of guy who was constantly moving- never focusing on one thing for too long, always seeking a new thrill in whatever form it came in- so a moment of focus as intense as the one he had when he first laid eyes on you was rare.

He stood there, transfixed by the way you laughed without a care in the world, jostling a taller boy trying to throw a snowball at you. Hoseok ignored whoever that was- focusing instead on your presence.

He scanned your outfit, noting absentmindedly that he liked the hat you had on, it was fuzzy and over dramatic and matched your equally as flamboyant coat in a matching tone. He liked how warm your eyes looked, staring at them for too long before realizing you noticed his gaze and were walking towards him.

Shit- there you were, walking towards him.

His mind whited out in the moment, trying to think of what to say. He was good at this sort of thing usually- always knew exactly what to say to a girl like that.

"Hey, Jimin!" You said cheerily, sidelining Hoseok completely, "Jin shoved a snowball down my back- wanna help me get him back?"

Hoseok looked to his left blearily, having completely forgotten that the only reason he was out here was because Jimin had dragged him outside to see the snow and meet his friend he wouldn't shut up about.

Was this her?

Hoseok's head snapped between Jimin and you, a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Jimin had gone on and on about a girl he had met in a film class he had taken as an extracurricular- about how interesting you were, how funny. He said wanted to introduce Hoseok and the rest of his friend group to you to make you an official member- with one stipulation.

Hoseok was not allowed to hit on you.

"Hell yeah- this is Hoseok, by the way." Jimin responded, smiling broadly at you before gesturing over to Hoseok.

"Oh- hi," You grinned, stating your name in response. He repeated it in a soft tone and your smile widened- a good sign in Hoseok's mind. You nodded, tilting your head to the side, "Nice to meet you- are you any good at making snowballs?"

He decided that he liked saying your name, wondering how it would sound to have you say his name, in multiple contexts but especially a sexually charged one. He spaced out for a moment, imagining your voice breathy and broken, the sounds you would make if he touched you.

Someone else called your name and he liked it coming out of their mouth less, narrowing his eyes at the taller boy behind you as you ran off towards him, pelting the world's shittiest snowball in his direction. Hoseok was about to follow you before he was stopped by a gloved hand on his arm.

"Don't."

Hoseok stopped in his tracks, daydream evaporating within seconds, "Huh?"

"I know exactly what you're thinking- you wanna fuck her." Jimin whined, annoyance bleeding through his tone.

"I do not want to fuck her," Hoseok lied, scoffing dramatically.

"Oh really? So you've just been making sex eyes at her for five minutes for no reason?"

"No, of course not." Hoseok said lamely. "I've been staring at her because she's, like, gorgeous."

"You're trying to get in her pants!" Jimin looked outraged, stomping his foot down indignantly all while you ran around obliviously in the background, flailing your arms about like a cartoon character.

"Okay- Fine! What's wrong with that?" Hoseok snapped, "She's a girl, isn't she? Is she not straight? Does she have an aversion to good dick?"

"First of all- ew," Jimin cringed. "Second of all, she is off limits, okay? She's my friend and I refuse to let you do your little fuck boy routine with her because when it doesn't work and I have to choose between the two of you, I will choose her. Don't make me choose."

"Damn," Hoseok pouted. Suddenly, visions of you under him were shifting into ones of you crying, which did nothing but make Hoseok sad. "You'd choose her, seriously? You're my best friend."

"That should tell you something," They said lightly. "Promise me- you won't hit on her."

Hoseok whined but conceded, knowing his chances with you were probably slim to begin with. "Fine, I promise. I won't hit on her."

Hoseok really did intend on keeping the promise, if it weren't for one cold night a couple months later.

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silent-raven13 · 1 year ago

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Uh huh!

When Miles first gave birth to his triplets, he was worried about everything. Of course, being a first time parent it would freak him out.

Are they eating well?

Are they full?

Do they need more?

They feel warm. Should I call the doctor and check their temperature?

Of course his sweet Alpha would try to calm him down. The triplets were fine, they were eating well and having enough sleep. That didn't stop their Omega parent from being worried.

Parenting is for life! So he would be a mama bear being protective of his cubs. Not to mention always paid attention to their interactions. It's been six months and he read books on child development especially for pups.

Mariana would sit up and laughs at her Alpha dad, being super bashful. Hobie would give nose nuzzle to her trying to make her laugh. Aaron would be babbling at his Omega daddy with his hand holding the remote control.

Now, this is where Miles got worried, his son, Karl would lay resting on his chest being calm as ever. This is completely normal since one of the three had to be an introvert, but what got him worried is how none responsive his son would be.

Every time he calls out for Karl, he would lay there. Hobie would do the same or wouldn't try to talk. It got him so worried.

"Bae, I'm telling you, Karl isn't responsive." Miles carries his son who's busy sucking on his pacifier.

Hobie said, "He's a little late."

"We should take him to the doctor. Look try to call for him." He said.

The punker was laying on the bed with his two other pups getting top of him to touch his dreads. "Alright. Karl." He said.

Karl didn't respond. This time Hobie arched his eyebrow and said in a serious tone, "Karl? Ka-aa-aarrr-llll. Hey, lil man?"

Miles patted his son, "Papa, tu papí is calling you?" The baby kept relaxing on his daddy's chest.

Hobie tilted his head, "Ohh... this is concerning...."

"Told you!"

"I'll call the doc, luv. Don't worry. He'll be fine." The punker took his phone out to make the call.

The following week, Miles and Hobie to their Karl to get a hearing check up. The doctor listen to their worries, and he decided to check up Karl to see. The six month old sat on the medical bed while the doctor checks him, the boy sat up with his gummy smile.

Miles watches as the tests went by. When the doctor went to get the results from the nurses and came back in the room. Hobie carries his son who fell asleep with a pacifier in his mouth.

"Well, Doc? What's them tests say?" Hobie asked already impatient.

Miles nodded having to hold many pamphlets on children's health. "Yes, Dr. Lee? Is there any issues with Karl?"

"Nope." The older doctor simply said as he looks at the results, "His hearing is perfectly fine, he passed with flying colors. He's responsive, too. He chose not to listen, it's pretty common. Some babies just like to be in their own world." He looks over to find the baby opening his big eyes, "Hello, Karl."

The six month old made a gummy smile with babbling sounds. Miles and Hobie stood in shock, this was the first to see their son responding to someone. "See! He's a fine healthy baby boy. You have nothing to worry about." Dr. Lee chuckles. "Isn't that right, Karl?"

"Uh huh!" Karl giggles before laying his head back on his dad's chest to sleep.

Miles had to blink a couple of times before Hobie burst out laughing at this. It was all too funny to him.

When they were at Miles' childhood home, Jeff sat on the lazy boy with Marian in arms. Rio playing with Aaron. They heard Miles' voice, "Oh looks like their back." Jeff hums.

Little Billie sat down letting Aaron touch her braids, and her jacket.

The two pups happily turns to their parents sensing their presences. Rio giggles, "I wonder what happened?"

"Nuthin! Just you watch." Gloria, the mother of Rio sat on the couch to enjoy a cup of tea. "Miles is always worried about every little thing."

"Mamá, these are his kids. Of course he would be worried." Rio said.

"Exageró hasta el punto de tener que comprobar si cagaban correctamente! Luego le preocupa que orinen bien o que sus mocos estén limpios. Los bebés serán bebés. Lo ves pasar días molestando al médico y no duerme. Se estresó demasiado hasta el punto de que no estará nada bien." Gloria spoke in Spanish which cause Jeff to snort a bit knowing a few words. Billie laughs out loud hearing her grandmother ranting.

"Ay, mamá. Déjalo en paz. Tiene trillizos. Sólo me tenías a mí. Me preocuparía por los tres si fuera mi primera vez como padre." Rio said.

When Miles and Hobie walks in having Karl in his arms, Miles bought some Chinese food take out, "I got Chinese food."

"Alright! Yum!" Billie said.

"BABABAB!" The other two pups being so happy to see their parents.

Karl being awake with his pacifier in his mouth, he rub his eyes. "So what did the doctor say?" Rio asked.

Miles sighs sounding exhausted, Hobie let out a snicker. "Turns out our Karl is just unbothered." Miles set the bags of Chinese food on the table.

Hobie let Twelve year old Billie carry Karl, "Awe, you unbothered, lil man?"

Karl lay his head on his auntie's shoulder. "Unbothered?" Jeff asked.

"He has perfect hearing. Pass the tests with flying colors. The Doc said he chose to ignore us." Hobie sat down on the couch before he greeted Gloria with a kiss on the cheek. "Hola, Dońa."

"Hola, Hobie. See, I've told you the babies were fine. Karl was fine."

Miles sighs, "He never responded to us. Not even when I say time for food."

"Maybe you overstimulate him. Sometimes a boy likes to be in his own world." Jeff said as he saw Billie going back on the couch to hold Karl, "Look at him, living life while sucking on his pacifier. Why he gotta listen?"

"Well, I was worried. I thought my baby was having hearing loss." The Omega pouts before going over to Mariana and Aaron to shower them with kisses. "I'm glad there wasn't issues, but it's a bit shady of him to ignore me like that. I carried you for nine months Mister Unbothered." His eyes on his baby boy.

Karl squints his eyes at his daddy before giving him an eye rolled. That caught the whole family off guard. "Did he just... well, I'll be!" Jeff's mouth half open.

Billie wide mouth being in shock, "He gave you the side eye!" She cracks up at her big brother.

Rio giggles, "Look at him!" It's funny to think a baby boy like Karl is expressive when he wants to be.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he keeps on ignoring you two." Gloria hums.

"He even spoke to the doctor saying, 'Uh huh'! Like where's my da-da or daddy?" Miles put his hands on his hips being playfully with Karl.

The six month old pretended he didn't hear his Omega dad with his face turning away to avoid eye contact. Hobie laughs, "Nah uh, you can't pretend anymore, lil man. We took tests!" Karl quickly lay his head back on his auntie's shoulder to fall asleep, he really is the King of Unbothered.

"He got that from you, bae." Miles huffs.

"ME! How I'm the one in trouble?" Hobie asked out loud.

Jeff grunts, "Welcome to the life of being a dad, son."

#miles morales #hobie brown #punkflower #spiderman #across the spider verse #spider verse

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bteezxyewriter12 · 3 years ago

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ARMY/ 2

Pairing- Yoongi x Named Reader

Word count- 4.1k

Includes- Fluff!

*gif is from Google

Part 1. Part 3 Part 4

J POV

Waiting on line outside the fan meet venue, I'm freaking out

I could not believe that the number was actually Yoongi's

I almost died when I answered the phone and it was him

His fucking gorgeous face on my phone, his to die for smile, his fucking voice- my god his voice

He was actually talking to me

He actually wants me to be here today

After we got off the phone, I couldn't stop replaying the call in my head

I couldn't sleep last night

I was too excited

I would sleep for a little then wake up, not being able to go back to sleep right away

I'm so nervous to meet Yoongi in person

What if he doesn't like me?

What if I'm not what he thinks I am?

That is far more likely than him wanting to actually get to know me

I've been here for hours

I came early to get a good seat when they talk to us

So I can see him

I'm one of the first people online

I hate waiting and just want to go inside already

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After another twenty minutes, we're finally allowed inside single file in one line

When I get into the room, everything is set up already

The table where they're going to sit and the chairs for us

This is all surreal

I can't believe I'm actually here

We're lead to chairs and I score a seat right in the first row, in the middle section

My luck is holding up

I can see the whole table and where they'll be

And there's one chair right in front of me, behind the table

After another twenty minute wait, BTS comes out and everyone screams

Including me

Yoongi is looking around, scanning the rows

Is he....looking for me?

When his eyes land on me, a huge smile breaks on his face

Holy shit

All my breath leaves my body

I smile back at him

He makes a beeline for the chair that's in front of me and sits down

Jin who was going to sit there, gives Yoongi a shocked look as Yoongi sits down

Yoongi is still looking at me trying not to make it obvious, making me blush

Jin is talking to him but he's not answering

Jin follows his gaze and looks at me

His eyebrow raises and he says something to Yoongi

Yoongi's head snaps to Jin, glaring at him and answers him

Jin rolls his eyes, talking back to him and sits next to Yoongi

Yoongi moves his eyes off me to the rest of ARMY

But he keeps coming back to me

And I can't tear my eyes away from him

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Yoongi POV

I'm freaking out in the back

I'm going to meet her

She's going to be here

I've never been this nervous before and I keep pacing

"Yoongi what the hell is wrong with you?", Jimin asks

"Nothing", I answer

"The girl is coming. He's nervous", Hobi says as he passes by

What the fuck is with them throwing me under the bus all of a sudden?

First Namjoon, now Hobi

"Oh yeah, I forgot about this girl that has you, Hobi and Tae hot for her", Jimin smirks

"Shut up", I snap

"Damn I need to see this girl", he laughs

"What's funny?", Tae asks coming over

Great

I just know he's gonna piss me off

"Yoongi flipping out over the girl being here", Jimin teases

"Oh yeah her. The sexy girl"

"Tae", I growl

"Better make a move today Yoongi or I will"

"I will murder you", I snap

Tae just laughs, walking away

I'm going to murder all of them

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Walking out into the area the meet is, I scan the audience, looking for her

I don't see her yet

Did she not come?

'Stop', I tell myself

She said she'd come

I keep looking until I see her

She's looking at me and I feel a huge smile burst on my face

She smiles back and it's stunning

She's in the first row and there's a chair in front of her

I walk as fast as I can without making it look like I want to run

I see Jin going for that chair too

Fuck no

I get there a few seconds before him and sit down, looking at her

Jin starts talking to me, probably yelling at me for taking the seat

I don't pay attention, just watching her

"Oh shit that girl is fucking sexy. Is that her? I'd like to-"

My head snaps to him, "Do not finish that sentence"

"Well it finally got your attention. That was a dick move you did. You could of just asked me to move and I would of", Jin says

"Whatever"

He rolls his eyes, sitting next to me

"Stop staring. You're making it so obvious to the other ARMYS"

He's right

I don't want anyone to know about her- yet

Not until I talk to her in person

So I look away, looking at the other ARMYS but I can't help it

My gaze goes back to her over and over

"Fuck me, that's her?", I hear Jungkook whisper

I turn my head to my other side

Jungkook is staring at her, with Jimin whispering to him

"Yeah Tae just told me that's her"

"She's gorgeous", Jungkook says

"Yeah she's hot", Jimin agrees

"Can you fucking stop", I snap

"Sorry", Jungkook apologizes

Jimin just smirks at me

This is going to be a long day

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J POV

I take lots of pictures and videos of Yoongi and the guys as they talk to us, answer questions and have fun

Before I know it it's time to line up to actually meet and talk to them personally

I'm so nervous

They line us up and I'm pretty close, with maybe thirty people in front of me

I'm going to talk to Yoongi

I'm going to meet him

My heart is pounding as I wait again

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I'm next and I'm scared to meet them all

They're all my idols and I love them all

So I'm nervous

Namjoon is the first one I'm going to meet

The time is up for the ARMYS to move to the next BTS member

I'm directed in front of Namjoon

I kneel down and look up at him

Holy shit

It's him

"Hi", he smiles

"Hi", I answer

"What's your name?", he asks in English

"Joanne"

"Pretty name"

"Thanks"

"That's her", Hobi tells Namjoon in Korean

"Yeah?", Namjoon asks him

"Yup"

What the hell?

They know me?

"Damn she's freaking beautiful", Namjoon says

I blush

"Yeah. I told you that", Hobi answers then goes back to his ARMY

What the hell just happened?

He turns back to me and I ask him, in Korean, "Uh do you know me?"

His eyes widen, "You speak Korean?"

"Fluently", I answer

Horror crosses his face and he turns red

"Oh no, I'm not trying to embarass you. I just....it seems like you know me and I don't know how. I've never met you before", I quickly explain

"Oh uh.....I only heard about you yesterday. I didn't know what you looked like."

"You heard about me?", I ask confused

What the hell does that mean?

"Uh yeah. The note that Yoongi wrote you? He asked me to write it in English so he could copy it and give it to you. He uh, didn't know you spoke Korean."

"Oh."

"Yeah I'm just going to tell you that we all know about you but some of us don't know what you look like"

"Uh ok"

They all know about me?

How is that possible?

"Tae does and he's going to want to mess with Yoongi. He was messing with him yesterday. And if he told Jimin, then Jimin is going to do the same thing. Just letting you know"

"Ok thanks for the heads up", I thank him, "But how do you all know about me?"

"Oh well that was my fault"

His fault?

"Yeah the guys were asking Yoongi what was wrong with him yesterday during the concert. He kept almost missing his parts. He didn't want to answer them so I did. I told them about you and they started making fun of him. I didn't mean for that to happen. I just opened my big mouth without thinking. Sorry"

"Oh uh it's ok"

That's horrible that they made fun of Yoongi

I hope that doesn't change what he thinks of me

I change the subject and keep talking to Namjoon for a little until it's time to switch

"It was nice meeting you. Hopefully I'll see you again", Namjoon says

"Yeah me too", I smile

I move on to Hobi

"Hi again", he smiles

"Hi"

"So you're the girl that has Yoongi all nervous"

"I uh....I guess?", I answer

"So what's your name?"

"Joanne"

"Joanne", he repeats, "I'm Hobi"

"Hi Hobi"

Hobi and I talk for awhile, thankfully not about me

Next, I kneel in front of Tae

He smirks at me and I know he's going to mess with me to get Yoongi upset

"Hi gorgeous", he says

"Oh uh hi", I say still blushing because he still complimented me

Even if it's fake

"What's your name?", he asks and I tell him

"That's so pretty"

"Thank you"

Tae talks to me about the concert last night

His tone is normal but he keeps touching me

Little touches, like stroking the back of my hand, touching my arm

It normally wouldn't bother me but I know he's trying to upset Yoongi

So it bothers me

But I can't tell him to stop

So I just make small movements that seem natural so I can move away

Until he takes my hand, holding it

I would of given anything for this before yesterday but I know the reason he's doing it

And it's not because he likes me

I can't pull away so I just leave my hand there limply

"You know you're really pretty. I was serious when I called you gorgeous", he smiles at me, then reaches out and moves my hair behind my ear

I blush again, "Thank you"

He signs my album and writes something else in it

It's time to move and he gives me my album

"I wrote my number in it. Maybe you can call me sometime?", he smirks

"Oh I uh...", I say flustered, "Yeah uh maybe"

"Great. Bye Joanne"

"Bye V"

"Tae. You can call me Tae"

"Ooo....ok Tae"

He smiles again, then turns to the ARMY waiting behind me

Holy shit, what the fuck is going on?

Next is Jungkook and I pray this conversation will be normal like Hobi's

"Hi", Jungkook smiles at me

"Hi"

"What's you're name?"

I tell him

"Cool.", he answers as he signs my album

"So what do you do for fun?", he asks

"I uh I like video games", I answer

"Yeah?", his face lights up

We start talking about video games and it's a nice conversation

"Well if you get with Yoongi hyung, maybe we can play one of the games ", he says

"Oh uh...yeah maybe", I stammer

"Oh my god", his eyes widen, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about what I was saying"

"No it's ok. I promise, it's ok", I answer

"You won't tell him I said that right?"

I giggle, "No I won't. I won't throw you under the bus"

"Thanks", he smiles

"No problem", I smile back

"You're smile is pretty. No wonder Yoongi hyung is nervous"

"Oh thank you", I blush, "You have a cute smile too"

"Thanks"

It's time to switch again and I go in front of Jimin

"Holy crap you're beautiful", he states, his eyes wide

"Oh uh thanks", I answer

"So what's your name?", he smirks

Shit he knows me

He's gonna fuck with Yoongi

"Joanne"

"Joanne. Beautiful name for a beautiful girl"

"Oh thanks", I blush

I see Yoongi frown, trying to hide it

Jimin keeps flirting and he pushes my hair back like Tae did

"So do you have a boyfriend?", Jimin asks, smiling and flirting

Yoongi stiffens and glances over at Jimin, upset but trying not to show it

He keeps talking to the ARMY in front of him, but I know he's listening to Jimin

It's not nice that they're fucking with him

So I'm going to fuck back

"Oh well not yet but I want one", I answer nonchalantly

"Oh yeah?", Jimin smirks

"Yeah. I have someone in mind", I answer

"Yeah? Is it me?", he teases

I see Yoongi's hand ball into a fist

"Oh you're so sweet Jimin but I'm sorry no. It's Yoongi", I smile sweetly, "He's the best BTS member"

The look on Jimin's face is hilarious

He looks so shocked

Yoongi tries not to smile but he's having a hard time

"You know Jimin, it's not nice to tease Yoongi like that"

"I...uh....I...", Jimin stammers

"Listen Jimin, I didn't mean what I just said. All of you are the best and I love all of you. And while I do like you Jimin, I'm sorry it's not like that. And I doubt you like me and are just acting this way to piss off Yoongi. So how bout we stop that and just be friends?", I ask

He smiles, "Yeah ok. That sounds good"

He turns to Yoongi, "I like her. She's cool"

Yoongi turns red and it's adorable

Jimin turns back to me and we talk normally until it's time to switch

Jimin is really nice and funny when he's not pretending to be all into me

Now it's time to switch and I'm going to meet Yoongi

I'm terrified

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Yoongi POV

This entire thing has been so stressful since she first went to Namjoon

I keep looking at her and watching how they act towards her.

When I saw Tae touching her, holding her hand and touching her hair, I got pissed and jealous

I know he was doing it to get me to feel that way and it fucking worked

And then Jimin flirted with her, asking her about a boyfriend until she basically shut him up

His face was hilarious and she was so straightforward with him about cutting his shit out

I like that she's like that

Now she's coming to me and I'm so scared

She goes in front of me

I take a breath and look at her

She's already looking at me and smiling

Jesus Christ she's so much more gorgeous up close

"Hi Yoongi", she says

"Hi Joanne", I answer

"Uh how are you?"

"Better now that I'm talking to you", I say

God why did I have to say something so stupid?

She giggles and it's the cutest thing in the world

"You're so cute", she smiles

"Thanks", I beam at her

"You're welcome", she laughs

"You want me to sign your album?", I ask

"Hell yeah", she answers, sliding it to me

I sign it and give it back

"So have they been giving you a hard time?", I ask

"No. Well Tae and Jimin yeah. But no one else. RM told me that they were going to mess with me to get to you so I was prepared"

"Yeah they're annoying"

"Uh I'm sorry they were trying to get you upset. And RM told me they made fun of you last night. I'm sorry", she apologizes

I take her hand without thinking, "No it's ok. I don't care. Don't be sorry. I'll just murder them and it'll be ok"

She bursts out laughing and it's so cute to watch

I like her laugh, I like that I make her laugh

"Ok then", she says

It's then that I realize I'm holding her hand

And I start getting nervous

I guess she notices too and she moves her hand

I feel my heart dropping until I feel her fingers lacing with mine, gripping my hand tighter

She wasn't taking her hand away, she was fixing it so she can hold it better

My heart soars

I want to ask her if she wants to hang out with me

I'm so scared

But she's holding my hand, so I suck it up and talk

"Uh Joanne, would you wanna-"

"Yes", she answers

"What?", I ask surprised

"Yeah Yoongi. Whatever it is yes" she says blushing

I nod, "Ok. So uh you can wait until the fan meet is over so we can go out somewhere?"

"Yes"

"Ok..uh great", I answer, looking at her

She smiles looking at me, some hair falling in her face

I reach out and move the hair behind her ear

"You're so beautiful", I whisper, not really paying attention to what I'm saying

Her cheeks turn pink and it's adorable

"Thanks", she answers

All too soon it's time to switch and I relunctely let her hand go

"I'll see you after?", I ask

She nods, "Yeah"

I nod at her and she moves to Jin.

I breath out, not realizing I was holding my breath

She said yes

Fuck where do I take her?

I have time to figure it out

The next ARMY sits in front of me and I greet her

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J POV

'Keep it together', I tell myself

I need to meet Jin now

I can fangirl and freak out later that I'm going out with Yoongi

"Hi", I say to Jin

"Hi", he says, "Joanne right?"

"Uh yeah"

"I heard Yoongi say your name"

"Oh ok"

"So he's really into you. I've never seen him like this"

I glance over at Yoongi whose talking to the ARMY in front of him

"Please don't hurt him", Jin asks

My gaze snaps to him, "I would never, in my life, hurt him. Ever"

He nods, "So I'm guessing you feel the same way for him? I mean it was obvious from the interaction you two just had but I don't want to assume"

It's obvious

Shit, I don't want to get him in trouble

"Uh yeah I do", I answer, "But I don't want to get him in trouble. If it was that obvious"

"Oh don't worry, Yoongi doesn't care about that. He won't get in trouble. We're allowed to date. And even if we weren't he wouldn't follow it if he really likes someone. And he really likes you"

"He does?"

"Oh yeah. He almost bit all our heads off last night for making fun of him, when he normally wouldn't care. And he got pissed at Hobi and Tae just for saying you're pretty"

"Oh", I answer, not knowing what to say

"I've never seen him like this about a girl."

"Uh thanks?"

Jin laughs, "Sure no problem"

I talk with Jin for awhile until it's time to switch

Since he's the last one, I can leave or go back to my seat

I go back to my seat and wait for Yoongi.

There's a lot of ARMYS still waiting on line and some in the farther rows behind me haven't even lined up yet

I take out my phone to entertain myself until the fan meet is done

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After about twenty minutes, someone comes up to me

I look up from my phone to see a security guard in front of me

"Can you come with me?", he asks

What?

What did I do?

"Uh where?", I ask

"One of the members requested that you be brought in the back to wait until the fan meet is over", he answers

I glance at Yoongi and he nods

Ok then

I stand up and follow the guard

He brings me to the room where I'm assuming BTS got ready since there's a lot of stuff around- clothes, backpacks, makeup, hair products, electronics

There's also couches there so I go and sit while the guard leaves

Another person comes in, I guess a BigHit staff member and asks, "Do you want anything to eat or drink?"

"Uh no I'm ok thanks"

He nods, then hands me a tablet

"Uh Yoongi wants you to use his tablet in case you get bored. He said you can download anything you want on it. And you can use his charger if you need to charge your phone", he says handing me the charger too

Oh uh ok

"Oh thanks?"

"No problem. We're all around so if you need anything let us know"

"Yeah sure. Thanks", I answer bewildered

The guy nods then leaves

What the hell?

Yoongi gave me his tablet?

I mean I guess I can use it to keep my phone battery full

I turn it on and click on the YouTube app

I'll just catch up on youtube videos I haven't been able to watch yet

I lay on the couch, my head on the arm rest, balancing the tablet on my boobs and start watching

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I wait for about two more hours but I don't care

I'm going out with the guy of my dreams, I'll wait hours for him

Right now I'm grossing myself out by watching Dr. Pimple Popper's YouTube

It's so gross but I can't look away

I fell down the YouTube hole and ended up here

"That's fucking nasty", I whisper to myself in disgust

How people have this shit in their bodies is insane

Thank god I just had normal acne when I was a teenager

And I hope none of this shit ever happens to me

I hear footsteps and voices, so I turn off the video and exit out of YouTube, sitting up on the couch

Hobi, Jin and Namjoon walk into the room

"Hi Joanne", they greet me as if it's normal that I'm here

"Hi", I answer

Hobi sits next to me, "So Yoongi is taking you out huh?"

"Uh yeah"

"This is crazy", Namjoon says, then looks at me, "Not that it's crazy that he likes you, just that it's him doing this the way he did. I never thought he'd act like he did yesterday at the concert or today. Hobi and Tae are the ones more likely to do this kind of stuff"

"Hey!", Hobi protests

Namjoon rolls his eyes, "You are"

I just nod, because honestly I agree

Yoongi is the last member I ever thought would act this way based on his personality

But I'm happy he did

Screaming his name at the concert last night was the best thing I've ever done

The rest of BTS comes inside but Yoongi's not with them

Where did he go?

Did he change his mind?

"Hi Joanne", Jungkook greets, "Yoongi wanted me to tell you that he's coming. He's changing and taking his makeup off."

I nod, "Thanks"

The members start talking among themselves

A few minutes later, Yoongi walks in the room and I have to hold my mouth from dropping

He's so fucking hot with his white shirt, black pants, black and white Nike sneakers and black jacket

Oh my god, how am I supposed to talk to him with him looking like this?

I'm going to make a huge fool of myself

He looks so good, and I...don't

I didn't get dressed up for a date because I never thought he'd ask me out

I just wore regular clothes- black pants, black tank top, combat boots and a red checkered flannel shirt

I looked like a bum

I did do my makeup and hair but compared to him....I'm a troll

Not that it would be any other way even if I was dressed up

He's just...everything

He looks around and sees me

A huge smile breaks on his face, "Hi"

Jesus Christ, that smile

'Talk', my brain screams

"Hi", I answer

Good job Joanne, you fucking idiot

I realize it's so quiet in the room because everyone has stopped talking

I know they're watching us but I can't look away from him

"So uh, wanna go?", he asks

I nod, "Ok"

Standing up, I move closer to him

He looks down at me, then reaches out, taking my hand, lacing our fingers together

I can't help but look up at him and smile, gripping his hand tightly

He smiles back, then to turns to the door, leading me out

As soon as we leave the room bursts into noise and we can hear them in the hallway

"They are so getting together"

"Did you see how he smiled at her?"

"Yeah he's in love"

"So is she. Did you see the way she looked at him when he walked in?"

"They look so good together. I ship them"

"Me too. They're cute"

I blush and when I look at Yoongi, his face is red too

He starts walking down the hall and I go with him, walking next to him, still holding his hand

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kthstrawberryshortcake · 4 years ago

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BTS Reactions: Their S/O is Inexperienced Yet in Their Mid 20s

A/N: Here it is, my first post after my long-ass hiatus :) I hope you guys enjoy it! Requests are OPEN, please send some over! <3

PREMISE: OT7 reacting to finding out that their s/o is physically inexperienced relationship-wise / that this is their s/o’s first relationship despite them being in their mid 20s

A/N: I think a lot of people won't understand why this is a reaction in the first place (lol) but it can be super uncomfortable / awkward to have not dated / had any experience at that age, and a lot of people react badly to finding that out about someone. It's definitely an insecurity for a lot of people (myself included).

warning: mostly unedited due to my status as a trash gremlin

Jin:

Jin was completely shocked when he found out that you had never dated before him. Without thinking, he let this incredulity show on his face, total surprise evident and eyebrows raised. He was briefly silent in disbelief. You took that to mean that he thought you were weird now. You certainly felt that way.

Involuntarily, tears welled up in your eyes and Jin finally registered your distress. “What’s wrong?” he asked in concern, gently brushing away a stray tear from your cheek. You stared down at your feet, murmuring “You probably think I’m super strange now.” in explanation. Jin shook his head insistently, imploring that he didn’t find it weird at all.

“Honestly I was just shocked because I don’t know how you didn’t have people practically lining down the block to date you.” He explained, bringing a small smile back to your face. He pulled you into a hug, assuring you that he was in no hurry as long as he got to spend time with you.

Yoongi:

You and Yoongi were having a cozy night in and catching up on dramas. In the show you were presently watching, there was a character who was in her mid 20s that had never dated or even kissed anyone. Yoongi scoffed, rolling his eyes at this. “This is so unrealistic. Like come on, seriously? How do you get to be that age having never dated, having never even kissed somebody? It’s a completely absurd concept.”

You started to curl in on yourself, looking down with a tortured expression on your face. You were scared to explain the truth, fearful that if he knew he wouldn’t want you anymore. After a few minutes like that, Yoongi finally noticed your body language. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?” He inquired gently. How were you going to explain this to him?

“I, um… I guess I kind of freaked out when you were talking about the plot being unrealistic… You were so sure it couldn’t happen that you were annoyed by it. And then I really didn’t know how to tell you that the plot line we were discussing is literally the same as me. I’ve never dated before, you’re the first… And when you kissed me for the first time, that was my first kiss.” You took a deep breath, having exerted a lot of energy to force out your words.

Yoongi’s eyes lit up in recognition, then guilt crept onto his features. “Baby no, I’m so sorry, I completely overreacted about the show. I shouldn’t have said all that. I never wanted to hurt your feelings.” Yoongi admitted sincerely. He could tell that you felt a little bit better after that reassurance.

"It’s not a bad thing to do things on a different timeline. Plus, I got the honor of being your first boyfriend because of it. Maybe I’ll be your last.” He said the last part quietly, smirking softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Hoseok:

One of your favorite things about Hobi was his open and energetic attitude. He was truly one of the friendliest people you’d ever met, and it had felt easy to become close with him. You hadn’t been dating long at all, but the ease of conversation made it feel like you’d known each other for years.

On one particular day, the two of you were chatting over a dinner of your favorite delivery food. Hoseok was in the middle of a funny story about one of his exes, never one for unnecessary social boundaries or conventions, which was fine because you were laughing like crazy at the ridiculous tale he told. Then he continued, though, to tell (admittedly hilarious and absurd) stories about some of his other exes. You were entertained, certainly, though the number of people he seemed to have dated was a bit intimidating to you.

When he finally finished, he asked about *your* exes, and that was where the issue really started. You deflected, not wanting to directly bring attention to the fact that you had never dated before him. He became oddly persistent, seeming frustrated that you didn’t want to share. Not wanting him to misunderstand why you weren’t telling him what he wanted to know, you sucked it up and told him that he was your first boyfriend.

He was extremely surprised, but seemed to understand now why you had been reluctant to answer his questioning. He apologized for going on about exes for so long, and for inadvertently making you nervous. You assured him that it wasn’t a big deal, especially since the only important thing was your relationship moving forward, not either of your pasts.

Namjoon:

When you and Namjoon had only been together a few weeks (after a much longer friendship prior to your romantic relationship beginning), you were spending a nice chill evening at home, eating takeout and chatting. The two of you seemingly never ran out of things to talk about, one of the things you loved about being with him.

You don’t even remember what had led to it, but partway through the evening, he made some dumb joke about virgins and you visibly froze. You had yet to tell him about your lack of experience, and now you were terrified to. Was that really something he’d be bothered by? You hadn’t thought so, but his joking around about it made you doubt that. You did your best not to show your panic, paying unusually close attention to the glass of water you were drinking.

Unfortunately for you, your discomfort was completely apparent, and Namjoon asked you if you were okay. You nodded with a forced smile, making him frown, easily able to tell that you weren’t. You were afraid to tell him now because if it really bothered him that much, maybe it would disappoint him. Maybe it’d be a dealbreaker and he would lose interest in you. Unsure what to do, you stared at your hands, tense and worried. Namjoon lightly rested his hand on your shoulder, staring at you in concern. “Please tell me what’s wrong.” He implored gently.

At that moment you could no longer hold in your emotion, your fear, and tears began to leak from your eyes as you sniffled, starting to shake a bit as you cried. You let him pull you into his arms, holding you close as you tried to stop crying. After a few minutes of you trying to calm down, aided by Joon’s sweet behavior, he asked again what was wrong, insisting that you could tell him anything. Your chest felt tight, but you didn’t see a way out of sharing what had upset you.

When you explained what had happened, Namjoon felt horrible, cursing himself for having said something so dumb. He told you that it was just a stupid joke, not something he actually cared about, apologizing for upsetting you with his thoughtlessness. He made sure to assure you that it wasn’t a problem for him in the least, and that he was in no rush. Afterwards the whole situation seemed a little silly, though you remembered how genuinely panicked you had been only minutes before and shuddered. But things were immediately made better, the two of you snuggling up on the couch to watch a movie.

Jimin:

Your blossoming relationship with Jimin made you feel like you were walking on a cloud. He was incredibly sweet and so much fun to spend time with, you felt very lucky to be dating him now. Just to be sweet, you had picked up food from his favorite lunch place and were bringing it to him at the BigHit building, where he was currently busy at work in a practice room.

When you arrived, the door to the room was open, but you heard voices coming from inside. You only paused when you heard Jimin say your name. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, and you were about to announce your presence until you realized what he was saying. “You know I really like her, man, I just feel so unsure right now. There has been like, zero physical affection up to this point, nothing beyond hugs and holding hands.” Jimin grumbled, sounding irritated.

Tae hummed in acknowledgement, pausing before inquiring “So obviously you’re frustrated, but what are you thinking about it?” Jimin sighed. “Maybe she just doesn’t like me as much as I like her. I don’t want to think anything bad about her, but what if she’s playing me? Like, she doesn’t have actual feelings for me.” He sounded very down, clearly hurt by the mere possibility. At that moment you were so shocked by what you were hearing, you accidentally dropped the bag of takeout, hurrying to pick it up, but you’d already drawn attention to yourself.

Jimin and Taehyung looked beyond shocked to see you, and you realized you were crying. Taehyung excused himself to let the two of you talk. You walked farther into the room, approaching the boys. “I thought we could have lunch… I know you don’t take enough breaks, and I really wanted to see you…” You admitted quietly, unable to actually make eye contact.

“I just feel so horrible, it’s all my fault that you don’t even know how crazy I am about you. I can’t believe…. I let you be unsure of how much I care about you. It’s my fault, I’m so sorry Jimin.” By the end of what you were saying, you were holding back full sobs. Seeing how distressed you were, Jimin wasted no time in rushing to you and pulling you into his arms, hugging you close.

When you’d finally calmed down and stopped crying, you thought you owed him an explanation. “The lack of physical affection isn’t because I don’t like you. I like you more than I’ve ever liked anybody. I’ve just… never done anything. I haven’t even been in a relationship before now, it’s all new to me.” You admitted, feeling Jimin stiffen in your hug.

When you pulled back to look at him, tears were welling up in his eyes. “Oh, I’m the worst…” He muttered, feeling so guilty. “I was just frustrated, I was feeling insecure. Now that I know, I don’t mind one bit waiting for anything until you’re ready.” He assured you, planting a quick kiss on your forehead as you nodded understanding.

Tae:

It had only been a few weeks since Tae had confessed his feelings to you and the pair of you had started dating. Long before that, you’d been close friends, so you had spent a lot of time together over time. During one of your first few movie nights as a couple, things slowly began to escalate between you. You were sitting close together, seemingly focused on the film, when Tae moved to put an arm around you, pulling you closer so you were snuggled up beside him.

His eyes never left the screen, but there was a telltale little smirk on his face. You rolled your eyes a little, but you certainly didn’t mind. Despite it being such a small thing, at this stage in your relationship, this was a little bit thrilling. Soon you could feel him staring at you, and you turned your head to look back at him. His face had gotten much closer to yours than you’d expected. “…Tae?” you whispered, seeing both affection and mischief in his eyes. “Yes love?” He replied quietly in his gorgeous low voice, making you shiver just slightly.

You shook your head almost imperceptibly, and before you knew it his lips were on yours. You froze, all of this being completely new and foreign for you. Feeling you stiffen and fail to reciprocate the kiss, Tae pulled back to look at your face, wearing an expression of concern. “Um, I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have just… assumed you felt the same way…” He muttered nervously, not making eye contact. “No!” You exclaimed a little louder than you meant to, quieting your voice to a near-whisper before speaking again.

“No, Tae, I do feel the same way! I really, really do. I love you. I have since we were just friends. I… I want you too. Just, um, I don’t know what to do…. That was my first kiss just now and I kind of just panicked and froze.” You confessed, watching the surprise and then recognition cover his face. That was all it took to take his unsure expression back to a smug smirk. Knowing the power his voice held over you, he leaned in close to you to speak in your ear when he said “in that case, I think we need some practice, don’t you?” Oh boy.

Jungkook:

You had been seeing Jungkook for a couple of months now and it was more than apparent that he was smitten with you (and vice versa). He complimented you frequently, his heart eyes for you always clearly on display. The only problem was the way you practically jumped away from him any time he got close to you. He had definitely noticed your weird behavior, and though you didn’t know what to do about it, you knew it was only a matter of time until he brought it up in conversation.

When that moment came, you had just clammed up and pulled back from him when he tried to put his arm around you while watching a movie. When you saw his expression in reaction, you felt immensely guilty, seeing the hurt on his face. After a moment it shifted to extreme irritation, him clenching his jaw in annoyance. “What’s your problem? I can’t get anywhere near you without you freaking out and moving away in a hurry.” You couldn’t make eye contact anymore at that point, feeling the tears well up in your eyes as you were filled with the fear that you had ruined things with him.

“I… I don’t really know why I keep doing that, it’s just all new to me. I’ve never dated anyone before you so I kind of don’t know what to do with myself most of the time.” You confessed, trying to mask the sniffle that you gave as the first tear rolled down your cheek. Now it was Jungkook’s turn to feel guilty. He approached you slowly, asking you to look at him in a gentle voice. When you did, you saw that the irritation was completely gone, replaced with remorse and fondness. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that, I could have just asked like an actual adult rather than how I behaved. I guess I was just insecure, afraid that you don’t like me in the same way I like you.” He explained, and you nodded slightly in understanding.

“That’s not it at all! I really *really* like you. A relationship is just totally uncharted territory for me and I handled it wrong. I should’ve just told you.” You sighed, the heaviness leaving your heart as an adorable bunny smile grew on his face. “Uncharted territory, huh? Well let me be your travel guide. We can be explorers together.” You rolled your eyes at his dumb joke, but smiled in spite of how silly his words were. You felt like now, with it all out in the open, things could be good with the two of you.

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writingforyourpleasure · 4 years ago

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I have a thing for Car wash

Genre: NonIdol!AU, SummerJob!AU

Pairing: OT7 x Reader

Summary: You do car wash as a summer job each year. But this year , 7 new employees are added to the mix.

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: none

A/N: Thoses Butter's concept photoshoot are gonna be the death of me ...

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Summer’s Job never been dreamy or appealing you always preferred to stay home and play games or hangout with your friends.

You were doing the same summer job from your high school’s years throughout your UNI years, this year was the last year where you could work at the same gas station you usually spent your summer’s at. You were quite happy about this news because your work there wasn’t really enjoyable to say the least.

You were working as car washer.

The staff was limited to you and Gladys. Gladys was an Australian grandma’ with an heavy accent and a loud voice.

You used to complain about the underpaid job and understaff issue to her each year , but even if she tried her best to pay you more each year, the problem of understaff was remaining.

Plus you had the marvelous advantage , note the irony, to be a woman. So of course you had some guy every now and then asking you for some porn kink including cars and water to you.

And of course as soon as you dared to say to them that it was not respectful of them to ask for such favors , well their ego feeling insecure will make them insult you ‘til Gladys will come out and try to dissolve any trouble. And if they didn’t leave… well then Tallulah will come help you out. Were Gladys was a true perfect cottage core granny , Tallulah her spouse, was a weightlifting Olympics coach. So she was , massive and looked very frightening.

But since she was often occupied most of the time Gladys would have to do the trick , and if too much persistent she would call her little brother Jeff a policeman always coming in and out of the shop to check on things.

It was nice, for a summer or two, but seeing as it’s been years since you were first introduce to this summer’s job to say it became painfully annoying was an understatement.

And this year would be the same…

Or so you though.

Gladys finally took your complains about the car wash job being understaffed and recruited a few people to help out .

When she said a few, you though she was talking about 2 to 3 people.

But no, no non no no no. Gladys took in 7 people !

She promised you your check wouldn’t take any damage by the presence of those new employees , but you sincerely doubt that.

And of course you’ll have to show them around and proceed to show them how to wash a car because of course it’s not like anybody could know how to do it by themselves.

You were moody when that tons of information’s felled down on your head, but now finding yourself in front of the 7 new employees changed everything.

Apparently Gladys misspelled car wash job for model’s photoshoot coz’ those 7 boys were for sure way too beautiful to need a car wash job.

It had to be a prank, right?

So being more self aware in what you’ve been for years you showed carefully those men of to do the job. And no it wasn’t cute or sexy, far from it.

You were dressed in your yellow hoodie and black jogging with flip-flop.

For once you wished you had were those fucking shorts looking like panties more than anything, and a crop top or something similar, like all those freaks watching too much porn often asked you to.

But no , and those guys were dressed in matching outfits in jeans and whites tee.

Even if they were very dreamy swoon over , you had more pressing issues to think about.

Like why one of them started a water fight with another one, and putting a stop to it before one of them put soap into their eyes.

“Okay guys!!! Please stop …? I don’t want to have to report you to Gladys on your first day okay? So keep that behavior for when you’re on your own okay?”

“Sorry , we didn’t meant to …” Said one.

“Huh sorry to interrupt , but none of us seems to have catch your name earlier ?” Said the guy with blue hair.

You liked his hair, it was nice, like blue waves , more darker on the edges and lighter on the center of his scalp. He had such beautiful eyes too, so sharp an-

Oh god , wait did you really lost yourself by admiring him?!

“Huh miss???”

“Y-Yeah !!! Haha my name’s Y/N !” You extended your hand , losing your mind for talking in a higher voice to him , good job at not being suspect Y/N….

And you hated yourself even more for being awkward by presenting your hand to him. But he, on the other hand sensed your discomfort and made your move seem completely normal shaking your hand lightly and giving you a cute smile showing off his dimples.

“Namjoon,…. And those two are Jungkook and Taehyung, and I hate to be the one breaking it to you but we’re probably gonna have a hard time keeping them calm.”

“Oh… Okay” You just ended , looking to the two guys involved in the previous water fight, and looking back to Namjoon’s face. He was calm and put you at ease. Hargh you were staring , good job on not being a freak Y/N .

The one all covered in jean from head to toe approached you, and ever so silently spoke to you.

“Hate to be a bother Y/N, but can I have a bucket to wring out my sponge, please?”

“Huh Yeah of course huh-hu….”

“Yoongi’s the name…”

“Oh huh well yeah let me get that from Gladys to you okay I’ll be back in just a sec Yoongi.”

He nodded very calm much to your dismay as you were starting to feel anxious about advising Gladys for more employees, maybe you should have just shut it.

You entered the store who basked in a sunny light as the morning was starting to begin for most of other people’s in the city.

At the register was one of the new employees, he wore a plaid skirt and converse’s with a white thee and jean shirt. You couldn’t believe how gracious his lips draw themselves on his face. They looked pillowy and as dreamy as the six other’s man out there waiting for you.

“Huh hello ? You might remember me from earlier ? Y/N the foremost employee?”

“Of course I do you’re the sweet mango! “

“I’m sorry what ?”

“The sweet mango ! The color of your sweatshirt look alike a mango!”

“I-I Yeah it does…”

“Would you like another nickname maybe? I’m sorry if this one doesn’t fit your style haha. What about little mouse ?”

“Do I look like a little mouse ?”

“No ,you look like a fucking rat”

Said another voice coming from behind you.

“I beg you pardon?”

You turn over to the masculine voice behind you to find yourself facing a chest. Your eyes flew up to the face of the stranger, ready to take down any bratty client. And you were surprised to face a smiling shit eating brunette man glancing down at you . He was snickering and looking at you like he was mentally undressing you with his eyes.

“Yah ! Jin ! Don’t be rude to our new friend!”

You look down to the content in his arms, some sandwiches squeezed between bottles of water.

“Wait your on job duty ! Why aren’t you with the others ?” You started to take over yourself and focus on your task, keeping everything organized.

“Some of us forgot to bring our lunch to work this morning , so I volunteered to go for it , but you’ve been blocking the line too preoccupied to talk to mister big flirt over there.”

He gestured at the cashier.

“We weren’t flirt-“

“You totally were!” Gladys interrupted you coming out from the back of the shop with several boxes of energy bars .

“Gladys I would ne-“

“Don’t lie to me girl ! Okay Jimin go fill up the shelves with those and Jin , you’re lucky you have a nice face, it’s on the house for today so go back to work will you now?”

“Sure thing Gladys! Thank you so much !” He offered her a wink before smirking down at you , going back to his devices.

“AND SHE DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A RAT! BUT YOU SURE TALK LIKE A BRATT!!!” Shouted Gladys at Jin, while a girl was approaching him to take care of her car and asking for his number. He was a blushing mess and Tae had to intervene to talk an eligible sentence to, the poor lost girl, after that.

“Now, Y/N what do you need sweetheart? I mean other than Jimin’s number of course?” She had said it loud enough for Jimin to hear it and bringing a cute smile on his face content of his accomplishments.

“Gladys please stop. “ You warned her with a tired face. She maybe looked old but she was fearless for sure .

“I need extra buckets for the boys, please.”

She leaved the register for what felt only two seconds before bringing over 5 extra buckets for you , to share.

“Thank you , you’re a life savior!”

“I know , should have started a sect when it was trendy.”

You left laughing to her dumb joke , but not before quickly glancing to Jimin. After that event you formed three distinct groups between all of you to get their heads in the game.

But with Jimin busy with helping out Gladys around the store, one of them was standing by himself.

“Okay since your alone I’ll help out for today.”

“Really? Thank you so much I was worried I’ll found myself alone when everyone’s having fun in groups.”

You looked around to indeed found them more busy playing around then actively work in silence .

“Yeah well normally having so much fun isn’t part of the job but I don’t want to kill the mood.”

“I’m Hoseok by the way but you can call me Hobi ! “ He said with a heart shaped smile.

“Y/N. Haha did you had to see Jimin assigning you a nickname too?”

“No this one’s for my crushes .” He said glancing up at you with stars shining eyes behind the comfort of his sunglasses.

“Yah! Hobi Does it mean I’m one of your freaking crushes?!” Yelled a not-so-speechless Jin , across the parking lot.

“Why don’t you come found out ?!” Yelled back a way too enthusiast Hoseok.

The day went by pretty quietly apart from those 7 agents of chaos you were stuck with from now.

Lunch came around pretty quickly and you all went to the back of the shop to have your break there , enjoying the nice breeze of the fan, while chatting.

“So , how come you’re all working here this summer?” You asked between bites of your meal.

“My aunt knows Gladys and told me she was recruiting , and since I was in need of a job I took it.” Said Jimin looking at you oh so charmingly.

“I have a thing for car wash.” Said Jin like it was completely normal.

“Your such a weirdo something hyung I swear… I was in need of a summer job saw the flyers by the campus and thought why not ? Here I am.”

Replied Jungkook slowly slurping down his noodles.

“We wanted to prove some sexist asshole that , no it wasn’t , a job only reserved to women.” Said a disgusted Namjoon swallowing quickly his part of the sandwich.

“I want to be a social entrepreneur.”

Said Taehyung leaving you with wide eyes.

“How is that related to bein-“

“If I succeed to make this place a rentable place from just the car wash then I could do anything.”

“And how would you do that ?” asked Jin dismissing his lunch to look over at Taehuyng.

“What about a photoshoot?”

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The Pact - Date #4

Pairing/Genre: OT7 BTS x reader (not poly), idol!BTS, best friend BTS

Word Count: 5.6k

Premise: The truth about the pact the boys have about you has been revealed. What happens when you agree to go on a single date with each of them?

Warnings: none, just some of the fluffiest fluff that ever did fluff

a/n: *heavy breathing into a paper bag* EVERYTHING IS FINE, JUST PLEASE LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS M’KAY

Date #4

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You’ve made it to Friday night without hearing a single thing about your upcoming date. Snuggled up on your couch, watching a rerun of NCIS and wishing that you could invite Hobi over to watch it with you, you hardly notice the sound of your phone pinging. It isn’t until your eyes are flying open at the sudden recollection of falling asleep on this very couch while Namjoon snacked on his McDonalds that you notice your phone pinging for the second time.

“Finally,” you sigh, scrambling to grab it from off the coffee table. As expected, it’s a text from Jungkook. However, the more you reread it, the more confused you grow.

“Check the mailbox?” You wonder aloud, shuffling off the couch and slipping your shoes on. Heading outside to investigate, you notice a suspicious car slowly driving by.

You know that car. And you’re pretty sure you recognize the people inside of it who are desperately trying to hide. You wave at them, laughing when Jungkook raises his hand to wave back only to have it slapped away by Jin, who laughs at the boy who obviously forgot that they were supposed to be hiding.

Stepping up to your mailbox, you eye the hastily sealed envelope before taking it back inside. The boys speed off into the night, leaving you alone with your thoughts as you rip into the letter.

Not letter, you realize as you slide the slip of paper out.

Boarding pass, with the final destination covered by a slip of dark tape and a firm note begging you not to remove it. And a teasing sentence that has you barking out a laugh.

You like surprises, don’t you?

When there’s a knock on your door, you’re only aware of two things.

1. Your shirt is on backwards.

2. Only one eye is completely open. The other is still half-closed, trying to cling to sleep. You can’t really blame it. You were up until three trying to not freak out, and it’s barely six in the morning now.

��Coming,” you groan out as you attempt to throw your shirt on the correct way. Padding over to the door, you realize that there may be some perks to beginning your date this early in the morning. One obvious point being the fact that you’re too groggy to go through your usual freakout before opening up the door.

When you do open the door, it takes a moment to discern who’s actually on the other side.

Hidden beneath a long coat and black ball cap, Jimin looks at you with a look that rivals your own exhaustion. In fact, the way his puffy eyelids seem to be competing with his bread cheeks has you turning into a giggling mess right there in the doorway.

Jimin winces. “What’s so funny?” He croaks out. You shake your head, impossibly endeared by the boy before you. One of your best friends, the one whose words of encouragement have helped you throughout this entire dating process.

Today, you really feel his words in full force. You deserve to go on some fun dates with your friends. Just enjoy it.

“Are you regretting this yet?” You shoot back. Now Jimin does crack a smile, opening his eyes fully to regard you.

“Ask me again in a few hours.” He sways on your porch, stretching and yawning. “Got everything?”

You hurry back inside, a bit of adrenaline pumping through your system now that you’re actually about to go on this date.

While you’re pretty sure you passed over into ‘wildest dream’ territory approximately three dates ago, you still can’t quite wrap your head around everything.

While you’re running around like a mad-woman trying to gather up your things, you don’t notice Jimin easing inside and quietly closing the door behind him. He watches you with a forgotten smile on his lips, tilting his head back against the door so he doesn’t have to open his eyes all the way.

You’re just double checking that you have your passport and boarding pass when a familiar hand wraps around your arm. Gently turning you around to face him, Jimin still wears his smile as he pulls into his embrace.

Once you’re nestled into him, you let go of all the tension in your shoulders with a great big sigh. Jimin speaks against your hair, the vibrations of his voice running up and down your spine.

“I miss you,” he mumbles.

You can’t help but chuckle, thinking that he’s still too tired to think straight. “But I’m right here…?”

He shakes his head, taking the opportunity to nuzzle in a little closer. “I miss you all the time, though. Even when you’re right in front of me.”

You pull away just enough to see his face. He smiles down at you, almost as though completely unaware of the sad statement he just made. “That’s a sad feeling,” you whisper. There’s nothing for your to do but acknowledge it.

He nods slowly, stepping back and gesturing for you to hand him your bag. “Sometimes, yeah. It’s just the truth.”

And with that, he whisks you away.

It’s been ages since you last traveled so far, but you take advantage of the chartered plane Jimin somehow convinced Bang Sihyuk to let him borrow, and stretch out.

Jimin does the same, bringing the blanket up to his chin while giving you a mock salute mere minutes after the plane took off.

“See you in ten hours,” he says before closing his eyes. You grin, absolutely positive that you won’t be able to sleep at all.

However, when you hear your name being called ages later, you crack an eye open to see none other than Park Jimin grinning like a fiend above you. It takes you a long moment to remember even getting on a plane, let alone what’s actually happening.

“We’re about an hour away,” Jimin chimes, giving you space to sit up and hopefully wipe the drool off of your face without him noticing. “So, would you like to know what our plans are for the day?”

“Yes,” you croak out, stretching. A glance at Jimin shows you that he must have changed clothes and gotten ready while you were sleeping. He now sports a black bucket hat paired with a dark t-shirt and mismatched denim jacket. He taps his boots on the floor, a sign of his excitement.

“Did you sleep well?” He asks. “You were out for nearly nine hours.”

You blink. How that happened is beyond you. Perhaps it had something to do with all of the overthinking you’ve been up to over the past week, leaving you utterly drained. “I slept great,” you admit. “Will you tell me where we’re going now?”

You peek out the window to see if that’ll give you a hint, but all you see it blue skies and unmarked land below.

“I will when we land,” he says. “First thing’s first, I’m sure you’re hungry. I was thinking we grab some food first thing. Now, take your pick: inside or outside?”

You glare at him for not revealing the location yet. For all you know, he could have paid someone to just fly the plane around in circles for hours and land you in Busan.

“Uh…outside.”

Jimin smiles, clearly pleased with your choice. “Good. Ok, next choice. Basilica or shopping?”

“B-basilica?!” You spit out, looking at Jimin as though he just announced he was taking you to the moon. “Where are we-“ You stop mid-sentence, holding your breath as is your habit whenever you get excited. “Wait…”

Jimin’s smile only grows. “Yes?” He asks with perfect piety.

Leave it to Park Jimin to look at a 24-hour window and decide to take you to Russia.

The second you’re off the plane and jumping into a taxi, you’re squealing like a school-girl.

“Park Jimin, I swear if this is all some dream and I’m about to wake up soon-” you hardly finish your sentence, mouth dropping open as you pass by a huge cathedral.

Jimin, on the other hand, looks quite content. He’s been here several times before; a fact that you’ve always brought up when talking about travelling with the boys. Russia has been on the top of your bucket-list for years now. Every time Jimin went he’d make sure to bring you back something special.

For years you’ve been half-planning to go on a trip with him the next time he went. Of course, you never actually believed that you’d go. But still, it was worth dreaming about.

“It’s not Moscow,” Jimin laments from your side. “But I’ve always favored St. Petersburg.”

For good reason.

It’s a clear day, the sun shining off of the city streets as though they were made of gold and not the same concrete found all over the world. People appear to be in high spirits as well; many couple wandering about hand in hand.

And you’re here. With Jimin.

Just like you always dreamed about.

So when you make it to your destination where the two of you would be eating brunch, you can’t help but chew on your lip as tears spring to your eyes.

“Jimin-ah,” you begin as you’re led to your table. It’s outside, which you’d chosen. Facing a river which is filled with ferries and tourists chattering freely.

“Yeah?” He asks, taking in your expression and instantly reaching across the table to grab your hand. “Everything alright? Maybe you slept too much. Or is your stomach upset from the flight? I know that happens to me sometimes on longer flights-”

You shake your head. “No, it’s just…” you sigh, trying to figure out how to best voice what you’re feeling. “You brought me to Russia.”

Jimin squints at you as though reading a book that’s in a foreign language. “…yes.” When you don’t make eye-contact with him, he raises his eyebrows. “Is this making you uncomfortable? I knew we should’ve talked about it first, but everyone was so excited so I automatically thought that you would be too, you know? It’s just, we’ve talked about this for forever, so I thought it’d be fun to actually bring you. Since I couldn’t, before.”

You blink. “Everyone was excited about it?”

“Oh, yeah,” Jimin nods, sitting back in his seat. “Is that what you’re worried about? That I’m not being fair?”

Despite the hat sitting low on his head, you can see the worried glimmer in Jimin’s eyes. “I guess…” you squirm in your seat. “I really want to be here. I do. But don’t you think it’s a bit…well, it’s a bit much? For a first date? I mean, I would’ve been happy going through a drive-thru and chatting for a while.”

Now it’s Jimin’s turn to look a little lost. “Oh.” He scratches the back of his neck. “I guess I never thought of it that way.”

A waiter comes by to check on you, and Jimin kindly explains that you’ll need more time to decide. Once they’ve disappeared from sight, Jimin sets his menu down and leans over the table.

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Of course.”

Nodding to himself, Jimin looks out over the river before turning back to face you. “This is possibly the most rash, stupid, bizarre thing I’ve ever done.”

You choke on a laugh at his sudden declaration. “What?”

“It is. Seriously. I mean, I’ve traveled a lot and done plenty of stupid things, as you well know-”

“Oh, like the swimming pool incident-”

“Yah,” he waves you off frantically, “I wasn’t asking for examples!”

“Ah, right.” You gesture for him to continue, a grin growing on your face. Once he can tell you’re not about to go recounting every embarrassing moment you’ve witnessed, Jimin goes on.

“It really is stupid. I mean, who does this?” He points around the restaurant. “You’re right, we could’ve totally done something like we usually do; grab some takeout and chill. Maybe play a card game and lose miserably.”

“Wait, you lose or I lose?”

“Both. You know Jin would be there and he’d win.”

“Touché.”

Jimin sighs, throwing his chin onto the palm of his hand and looking at you with unveiled tenderness. “It’s not very often that we get free reign like this. So I thought it’d be nice, you know. To get to go do something a little crazy with you.”

You’re reminded of Taehyung’s route through Seoul, where he had a similar motive. If given the chance, wouldn’t you also like to take a day to just live a little? Even if it is a little unconventional?

Leaning back in your chair, you let out a breath of relief before bringing the menu up to your eyes and wiggling your brows at Jimin. “Well, then. I guess that makes sense. Although, I hope you know that you’re ruining my expectations for all other men I ever date.”

Mirroring your position, Jimin winks at you from over his menu. “Isn’t that the point?”

Brunch is delicious. Would would’ve thought that Russians have nailed French-style breakfast foods?

You’re just scooping up the last of your crêpe when Jimin leans back with a satisfied groan. “So, what do you wanna do next?”

“Wait, I’m supposed to choose?” You ask. Jimin nods, languidly looking you over and smiling crookedly when he spots a bit of chocolate on your face. You quickly wipe it off. “I don’t know…” you look around for inspiration, eyes landing on the ferry closest to you. “Oh, that. Can we do that?”

“Sounds perfect. That’ll take us to the basilica, I think.”

You chuckle darkly. “You think? Wow, how wild. Lost in Russia.”

Jimin smiles warmly at the waiter that swoops in to hand him the check. If he recognizes Jimin, you have no idea. He simply waits patiently as Jimin hands him his card and waits for him to return.

“Lost in Russia?” Jimin claps his hands together, nearly slipping off his seat as he giggles. “Take that, Shawn Mendes!”

You groan even as you laugh, burying your face in your hands.

The ferry is bustling with tourists, making you buzz with excitement as you finally board. Jimin makes sure to keep his hand in yours so you don’t get separated, keeping his head down when a couple of people look his way with curious expressions.

Once the ferry begins its slow journey, you find yourself standing before a railing overlooking the calm waters. Jimin comes to stand behind you, resting his hands on either side of your own which cling to the railing. He rests his chin on your shoulder, humming a tune you don’t recognize.

“Aren’t you the one that loves Anastasia?” Jimin asks, the question a mere hum in your ear.

“Mmhm. That’s me.”

“You know that it’s-“

“Aish, Park Jimin if you’re about to go off about how historically inaccurate it is, I’ll personally shove you off this ferry.”

Jimin’s laugh has him resting against you completely, hiding his face in your back and making your cheeks turn a little red as people look your way.

“It’s a great movie,” Jimin concedes. “Really, it is.”

You nod. “Yes. It is. And don’t you forget it.”

“I’m guessing that you love Dmitri, then?” He’s returned to his spot at your shoulder, arms sliding in a little tighter until his pinkies are linked through yours. You can’t help but smile at the sweet gesture, glancing down to take a mental picture.

“…yes.” You respond, a little wary that he’s about to start bashing on what is perhaps the most attractive animated character you’ve ever laid eyes on.

Instead, Jimin releases you from his grip and comes to stand by your side. Looking out over the river as though greeting an old friend, he rests his forearms against the railing. “What do you like about him?”

Well, isn’t today just chalk full of surprises.

“Well, for starters, he admits when he’s wrong. Despite the fame and money that he’s after, he’s actually pretty humble.” Your eyes drift over to the boy by your side. “He’s handsome,” Jimin snorts, nodding along reverently when you shoot him a glare. “And he just so clearly cares about Anastasia. Like, he’s willing to step out of the picture if that means she can be happy.”

A basilica comes into view, but you suspect that’s not the only thing taking your breath away.

No, it’s partly due to the fact that somehow, you’ve found yourself describing Jimin. If he realizes it, he doesn’t let on. Instead, he just winks at you, shooting you a smirk.

“Gotcha. Humble and hot.”

As the ferry docks at the opposite shore, you wonder if it’s too late to throw him overboard.

The basilica is open for tourists, and you find that you’ve got a kink in your neck from staring up at the ceiling the entirety of the tour.

Neither one of you understand a single word that’s being said, not wanting to wait around for a Korean translator. Instead, you opt for nodding along and laughing when everyone else does.

You have your arm linked through Jimin’s, trying to get a good look at a painted mural when he whispers something to you.

“You know, I heard that you and Namjoon had a fun time last week.”

Quick enough to give yourself whiplash, you turn to stare at Jimin with wide, guilty eyes. “W-what are you…I mean, yeah. Yeah, it was nice.”

Jimin bursts out laughing, immediately drawing the attention of the tour group. The tour guide gives the two of you a disapproving glare, which Jimin takes as an invitation to hang back as everyone else continues walking.

“Nice? Really? I thought the man would be a better kisser than just nice.”

Absolutely horrified, you bury your head in your hands. “Ergh…didn’t think…can’t believe he’d…”

“What was that? Can’t hear you,” Jimin teases with a knowing smirk. You smack his arm instinctively, only making him laugh harder.

“Why would you bring that up now?” You whine, running a hand through your hair.

“Why wouldn’t I? In my defense, I at least kept quiet about it for hours.”

You squint at him, “How did you find out?”

“Told me the second he got in the car,” Jimin replies, smile growing at your expression. You’d thought that was Jimin who’d been on the phone with Namjoon when he’d called to be picked up. “If it makes you feel any better, it was absolutely hilarious.”

“How would that make me feel better?!”

Only cackling in response, Jimin takes off after the group. You glare after him, pressing your hands to your cheeks and closing your eyes.

Wrong decision. The second you close your eyes you’re presented with an onslaught of memories; primarily one of Namjoon towering over you in a wardrobe.

You chase after Jimin, determined to bring up one of his embarrassing moments that will surely make him turn into a blushing mess.

“Ok, but at least I know not to eat a whole bag of sugar-free gummy bears-”

“I’ve gotta say, I’ve never been kicked out of a basilica before.”

The afternoon sun has quickly turned to the tell-tale golden hue of the evening. Jimin walks hand in hand with you down the street, the two of you the picture of calm and content.

“Me neither,” you sigh.

The tour guide didn’t take kindly to your bickering, quickly pointing to the exit once you’d resorted to attempting to stomp on Jimin’s feet like a child. He’d deserved it, though. Especially once he’d made a comment under his breath about the statue of lovers wrapped up in each other’s arms to be a spitting image of you and Namjoon.

“A wardrobe? Really?” Jimin shakes his head, tsking your behavior.

“Oh, shut up,” you hiss.

Wow. Jimin really is the Dmitri to your Anastasia. It would appear like he’s completely embodied the role he has throughout the first half of the movie, in which he’s endlessly annoying.

“Alright, alright. I’ll drop it.” He hold up a hand in innocence. “Should we get some skewers before the next thing?”

“I’d like to skewer you-”

“What was that, jagiya?” Jimin asks with a smirk.

“Oh, I just said that that sounds delicious.”

“Mhmm.”

Together you locate some delicious street-food, entering some sort of food heaven when the first bite touches your lips. “This is amazing,” you say around the food.

Jimin groans, closing his eyes as he eats up. “Here, try this.” He extends the skewer to you, leaning into your side as you sit together on the bench. Cupping your chin, he feeds you the next slice of meat, watching your reaction carefully.

You hum as the flavor makes your tastebuds dance, eyes growing wide as Jimin swipes a thumb over your bottom lip, gathering up the excess sheen from the juicy meat. You watch, completely enraptured as he pops the digit in his mouth without a second thought, taking another bite of the food as though nothing happened.

All you know is that you wouldn’t mind that happening again.

“S-so what’s on the agenda for the rest of the day?” You ask, voice a little higher than usual as you attempt to calm your beating heart.

“Mm, lemme check,” Jimin mumbles, pulling his phone out of his pocket. “Oh! How is today going by so fast?”

“What?”

“We’ve got just enough time to pick out a souveneir before the show starts.” Rising from the bench, he takes another bite of his food. “Shall well?” You take his hand, allowing him to pull you up.

“What show?”

He looks you over. “You’ve heard of the Russian Ballet, right?”

You’re severely underdressed for a night out at the ballet, but Jimin reassures you that no one will notice. Together, the two of you roam about the Meriinsky theater’s souvenir shop.

“Oooh, Jimin, look!” You hold up a shirt with a burly man in a tutu. “You should totally get this.”

Jimin turns to face you, dissolving into a fit of laughter that has him falling to his knees. “No way, that’s horrible!”

You shrug, looking back and forth from the shirt and back to him. “I don’t know, I think it’d look kinda hot.”

Smile wiped from his face, Jimin snatches the shirt from you. “I’m getting it. Don’t try to stop me.”

You end up finding a similar shirt – this one has a ballerina balancing huge logs on her shoulders – to get with Jimin. Just as you head up to the cashier, you see Jimin sliding a small box across the table for the cashier to ring up.

“What’s that?” You ask, placing your shirt on top of his in the bag he holds open. Jimin shrugs.

“Just something.”

You frown. “That was vague.”

Tapping your nose, Jimin grins and nods at the cashier before taking the box and placing it inside the bag before you can get a good look at it. “So observant.”

The ballet begins their show at 6 o’clock. You sit near the front, in a spot that appears to be fairly inconspicuous. Jimin sits with the bag of your souvenirs placed under his chair, out of sight from your prying eyes.

You can’t help but feel like royalty as you look around the historic theater. It’s filled to the brim with natives and foreigners alike, most of which are dressed to the nines. The golden, old lighting casts shadows on everyone, thick fabric draping itself around the box seats.

Suddenly you remember what Jimin said to you so early this morning. I miss you even when you’re right in front of me.

It makes sense, now. There’s ache in your chest as you look around the theater, trying to memorize every last detail, knowing that this may very well be the last time you ever see it in such grandeur. The thought nearly rips your heart out of your chest. Knowing that this feeling is only temporary. You’re only royal for a day.

You turn to mention it to Jimin, only to find him looking at you in the same way you’ve looked at the theater.

Like you’re as timeless as the music that drifts up from the orchestra, and he’s just found out that he’s on a mortal timeline.

You will remain like this forever in his memory. Eyes bright and your right knee nervously bouncing up at down, only to be soothed by the sound of a lone violin that stands out amongst the other flurry of instruments.

He smiles, the action so at odds with the heavy look in his eyes. Reaching out, you take his hand from his lap, and without a single thought other than the way the golden lights are dimming and so is the look of pain in Jimin’s eyes, you press your lips to the tip of his knuckles. Once.

Twice.

And one more time, making it to his pinky knuckle and smiling against it before planting a kiss that feels more like a breath against it.

It’s nearly pitch black now, the curtains pulled open to reveal the breathtaking ballerina, but you find that you can’t quite look away. Not as Jimin continues to look at you with that indescribable expression that has somehow shifted into something more. He brings his hand back to his lap, enveloping your hand in both of his.

“It’s starting,” he breathes out.

You know that he means the production is beginning. Indeed, in your peripheral you see the ballerina who doubles as Sleeping Beauty tonight takes to the stage amidst the sound of awed clapping. But you can’t help but find a different meaning in those two words.

It’s starting to get harder.

Because anytime you close your eyes, you see Namjoon before you in the wardrobe, tentative hope in his eyes.

Because your wrist burns with Hobi’s bracelet linked around it, a constant reminder of the ghost of his lips on your palm.

Because you wake up in the middle of the night every night, looking to your doorway in hopes of finding Taehyung leaning against it with a smirk that does nothing to fool you.

And now there’s Jimin, filling your mind with his confession this morning. I miss you.

You’ve unknowingly boarded a runaway train.

Who cut the brakes on this thing?

The ballet is beautiful.

Like, beautiful in the way that you don’t want it to ever end. The music coming from the pit weaves the story, the ballerinas working in tandem with every note to bring it to life.

Once you enter into the final act, you find yourself squeezes Jimin’s hand as though watching a horror movie. He traces soothing patterns against your skin even as he quietly laughs.

“How’re you holding up over there?” He drawls in your ear.

“I don’t want it to end,” you reply, nibbling on your bottom lip.

Like all good things, it does. Jimin allows you to linger for a while longer, even after most of the people of exited the building. You remain in your seat, staring up at the stage now covered by thick curtains, almost as though waiting for the production to start up again.

Finally, you notice the ache in your legs from sitting in a confined space for so long, and get up.

“How was it?” Jimin asks, leading you out of the marvelous theater.

You blink. “How was it? I…I think my soul left my body for a minute back there.”

You walk out to find that night has fallen, Jimin laughing up at the stars. “Wow. That’s a pretty intense experience.”

“Yeah, well.”

Skipping ahead of you, Jimin turns around to face you with a silly grin. “We’ll come back someday,” he promises. “Maybe we’ll go to Moscow. They perform ‘Black Swan’ there.”

You blink. “And they don’t in St. Petersburg?”

Jimin shrugs, reaching out for your hands, which you extend to him. He continues walking backward, unwilling to let go of either hand. “They haven’t, yet.”

“Why not?”

“It has something to do with the political climate here versus in Moscow.”

“Huh.” You take a moment to take in the view before you, Jimin looking like he belongs here among the stars and streetlamps. “You seem to know a lot about the Russian Ballet.”

Again, he shrugs, this time accompanied by a crooked smile. “I read about it on the flight over.” He pauses, waiting for you to catch up to him before walking side by side. “Which, speaking of flights…”

“Don’t we have one to catch?”

“Exactly.”

It’s painful, leaving St. Petersburg behind. You watch through the window of the airplane as you take off, the lights winking at you in a silent goodbye.

Jimin watches from the opposite side of the plane, an absent-minded smile yet again on his face. He quietly orders a bit of food for the two of you, knowing that you’ll be hungry soon.

Once St. Petersburg vanishes from your view, you glance over at Jimin who fiddles with the safety pamphlet.

“That was amazing.”

He furrows his brows, not looking up yet. “What? The plane taking off?”

“No, you know what I mean.” He continues to look at you, feigning ignorance. “All of it. That…date. That was seriously a dream.”

Jimin openly stares at you for a moment as though not expecting such a reaction before averting his eyes. You watch with amusement as his cheeks flood with pink, a silent testament to how flustered you can make him.

“Yeah,” he coughs awkwardly. “I guess you could say…it was nice.” He looks at you expectantly.

You frown, not quite understanding what he means until – “Jimin!”

He sinks low in his seat, body shaking with laughter. “First thing I do when we get back is tell Namjoon you said that about your kiss. I’m not even kidding,” he says as he wipes fake tears from his eyes.

“Just- yah!” Absolutely embarrassed, you turn to stare out the window again, ignoring the laughing boy.

Your mind is dazed once you return to Seoul, clambering inside a car that Jimin is somehow able to drive despite being clearly exhausted from the long flight. You share a comfortable silence as you replay that events of the past 24 hours in your mind.

The sound of the orchestra is still ringing in your ears by the time Jimin pulls up in front of your apartment. You’re about to tell him that he doesn’t need to get out of the car when he’s hurry around to open your door.

“You look exhausted,” you remark sleepily.

He doesn’t have the energy to pretend to be offended. “So do you.”

Indeed you do, you catch a glimpse of yourself in the car window before setting off toward your door. The few steps up to your apartment appear to be the same as Mount Everest, Jimin’s hand on the small of your back proving to be the only thing keeping you moving forward.

You watched four movies on the flight back. Jimin had urged you to try to at least nap, but you couldn’t. You were too wired, mind running nonstop with different ideas and memories. And now you’re paying the price as you stumble up the stairs.

Once Jimin has ascertained that you’re not about to fall over, he takes his hand off your back. “Made it,” he mumbles out.

“Mmm.”

He chuckles softly, reaching out to pull you in for a soft hug. It’s warm in his arms, making you close your eyes and rest against his shoulder. You could stay here for hours-

“Don’t go falling asleep on me,” Jimin quietly warns, looking at you fondly as he pulls away. He notes your still-closed eyes and leans in to peck your cheek.

He grins when he pulls away, seeing that your eyes are now wide open. You’re a little flushed from the unexpected peck, but it’s still dark enough in the early morning light that you hope he doesn’t notice.

“Here, your souvenir,” he hands you the bag from the Meriinsky theater, which you take. “Go in and sleep.”

Once you manage to get the door unlocked, you’re slipping inside and waving goodbye as Jimin hurries back down to his car. Just before he gets in, you call out to him.

“Jimin-ah!”

He holds the drivers-side door open. “What?”

Giving him another little wave, you shout, “Thank you!”

“Anytime.”

With that, he hops in and drives away.

You don’t remember walking to your bedroom, but you’re grateful that you’ve found your bed. Still holding the bag, it swings down to hit your legs.

“Ow!” Something solid hits your shin from inside the bag, leading you to investigate its contents.

Hiding beneath your shirt you got, sits the small box you’d spied Jimin buying. On top of it sits a crinkled post-it note, one he must have found while you were immersed in your movies on the flight.

To my Anastasia – hopefully this will be enough to say ‘thank you’.

Brows furrowed in curiosity, you slide the box open and pull out a small object wrapped in bubble wrap. Carefully unwrapping it, your mouth falls open in a silent gasp when you uncover your little present.

It’s a music box.

Opening it, you ignore the little tears springing to your eyes as it reveals a ballerina, spinning in perfect circles to the music that dives out.

Setting it on your nightstand, you close your eyes and let the music ease you into your dreams. You’re left with a distinct feeling that lingers even when you wake up hours later.

You still feel like royalty.

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