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Moonchild

Chapter 2: Make it right

OT7xYN Kim SeokjinxYN Kim NamjoonxYN Min YoongixYN Jung HoseokxYN Kim TaehyungxYN Park JiminxYN Jeon Jungkookx YN

TW: Mentions of violence, mafia related language, mentions of weapons,heartbreak.

Jimin felt like he was suffocating.

He knew the other members would be grateful to have an excuse to stay in the room with you, to have a reason you couldnt leave them again right away, but Jimin was not them. He needed time to sort out his emotions, he needed time to let it sink in that you were there, in front of them, in the actual flesh. The fact his brothers seemed to be keeping themselves well composed just managed to infuriate him more. He felt a hand on his shoulder and a whisper in his ear

“ Let's go out into the hallway, they’ve got this under control.'' It was Taehyung, already guiding him out of the room , not waiting for Jimin to respond. It was clear Tae needed to breathe as much as him, but he didn't miss the longing look he threw in your direction before closing the door behind them. Neither daring to breathe until they heard the door latch behind them.

 

Jungkook could feel the excitement coursing through his veins and dancing with electricity under his skin with the fact that you were speaking to him. Logically he knew it was only because he was in charge of weapons, and you were the weapons dealer. But none the less you had to interact with him. He had seen the surprise in your face, if only just for a moment, when Namjoon had consulted Jungkook and allowed him to take over . You asked every question professionally and knowledgeable, and he answered. Both of you manage to get lost in your conversation and ignore the others for a few. He was being selfish, he knew , but he was terrified that if he stopped asking questions, if you became aware of the situation again then you would run away like a scared animal .He wondered if Jin would be able to help you relax , or if you would see right through him but jungkook was desperate, he had to take the risk.

“ Hey, Jin, could you check this out?” casually holding the paper over his shoulder knowing his hyung would be nearby. He felt you stiffen the slightest bit but remain professional.

“ I assure you gentlemen that all outlines have been drafted to best suit your wants and needs , and will ensure expansion for both Bangtan and our company” you say , straightening out your papers, not making eye contact with Jin, barely even sparing him a look

“ You certainly have an intimate understanding of what we came here for , that much is obvious, '' Jin mused , cocking his eyebrow, shocking both you and jungkook. “ But that manages to make me feel more sure of this collaboration, it looks fool proof to me.” He places the paper down and awkwardly puts his hands in his pockets.

“ And you're doing really great YN, you seem really in your element, and it's great to see you flourishing” he says nonchalantly, causing Jungkook to suck in a breath of air. Jungkook was terrified that addressing the situation at hand would scare you away. You, on the other hand, didn't seem to skip a beat.

“ If a girl didn't know better , I think you were just saying that to make me more pliable to your negotiations. You wouldn't do that, of course, would you Seokjin?’

“ I wouldn't dream of it YN.” Jin shoots back immediately. Jungkook notes that while he managed to make you more relaxed in the situation as he had hoped, he was now trapped between the two of them.

Jin was relieved when Jungkook had called for him, not only giving him an excuse to break out of his thoughts but to have a reason to speak to you. It was a simple enough conversation but it left him clinging on to every word, thirsty for more. He had always imagined the first interaction with you when you returned would be more dramatic, and the lack of reaction from anyone including Hoseok made him uncomfortable . Shouldn’t they be, don’t know, doing more? Nothing short of begging you to stay? He knew there was no way he would be able to let you go after this .

Hoseok had never been more on edge in his life, making him ready to pounce at any moment. Even the people who were not members of Bangtan, and knew better, could sense that he was not to be disturbed. Choosing to stay out of the frenzy of the meeting he decided to step back and observe the scene in front of him. Under any other circumstances he would be disgusted by his members at this moment. They were all pining after you at the moment, even if not directly so. People who didn't know better wouldn't have seen it, but Hoseok thought they all looked like stray dogs, begging for affection. Namjoon had at least the dignity to keep his face blank, only the occasional ticking of his jaw muscle gave anything away from his current state. Jimin and Tae couldn't even hold it together enough to stay for the meeting, annoying Hoseok , seeing as it was just more ground for him to cover. Jungkook was looking at you with his eyes begging for you, even if his words did not match. Jin was with you two, notably working to be his most charming self . Most interestingly Yoongi was more focused on Hoseok than you. Yoongi obviously didn't understand that in your presence he could calm the violence, he clearly thought that this would mean Hoseok would be out of control , but he was wrong.

Through all of this Hoseok knew that if he let himself slip for even a moment , he would have been the worst of them. You looked amazing, not in a strictly pleasing to the eye, superficial way, but in a way you held yourself and the air about you had Hoseok longing for you.He hoped he would one day get the chance to ask how you ended up here, working in weapons and in turn right here in front of them again.

If you were the eye of the storm, Yoongi was the hurricane. His emotions bubbling up under the surface so intensely that he could physically feel the ache . He was silently relieved he had to keep an eye on Hoseok, giving him something else to focus on. Yoongi had a deep understanding that he and Hoseok were more similar than anyone knew, and in turn feared what these emotions may be doing for the impulsive Hoseok. Hoseok did manage to surprise him by looking oddly calm, or at least as calm as Hoseok could look.Leave it to Hoseok to feel the most comfortable in a time of chaos. Namjoon had asked Yoongi to keep an eye on Hoseok before they had even left, before they had known you were going to be there and now he had to focus on Hoseok and not you and a part of him resented Hoseok and Namjoon for it. He longed for a moment to look you in the eyes and convey that he was begging you for forgiveness and couldn't let you leave him again, that you couldn't leave them again. He considered ditching his post on being Hoseok's babysitter and doing just that but he feared the moment he let his guard down on Hoseok, that Hoseok would ruin everything. Bangtan, the deal, and worse of all another chance with you.

To say Namjoon felt on edge would be an understatement. He could feel his jaw getting sore from how hard he was clenching it. One of the many internal battles he was fighting at the moment was wanting this meeting to be over as soon as possible, but also the need to keep you here for as long as possible. Namjoon had watched Jungkook slip into his professional persona and effortlessly converse with you, and even managed to subtly bring Jin into their conversation. To any one but Bangtan and you, it looked like a strictly professional meeting. Namjoon would grow dizzy whenever he looked around the room at his team. Everyone of them shooting you their own signature longing look, and Namjoon wondered how you remained so strong under every single one of their gazes.

Namjoon heard the door open and relatch and look up to see Jimin and Taehyung reentering the room. He made eye contact with Tae who gave him a half apologetic smile and he glanced at Jimin who refused to make eye contact but had shame written all over his face. He looked over and saw you staring, taking in every moment of this short interaction and understanding what was happening. You shot him a soft warning look, that he would have missed if he hadn't been staring at you, and watched as you effortlessly slid back into your professional conversation as if nothing happened. This interaction, no matter how short, tugged at Namjoons heart. Even after all these years they fell into a routine of conversations with only quick glances.

Upon first seeing you, and how much you had changed, Namjoon had feared that you weren't going to be the same YN he knew and loved. Maybe those years and years had made them strangers. In spite of that, Namjoon now saw that you remained the same person at the core . Really, now that he thought about it, that applied to every member as well. The years had changed everyone, but still remained the same group at the core of their being.

What you hoped Bangtan didn't know, is with every longing look, you long with the same ferocity. Hurt and pride would never let you act on it,but you wished you could act like nothing happened. Act like you had been gone for merely hours, and not years, to just keep living life together as you all had before. Unfortunately, for you, time has continued to break your heart, not heal it . You did find yourself shocked at the revelation that you still knew these boys in an intimate way that they didn't know themselves. You could still read every body movement, and knew what to anticipate from them. You had only spoken directly to Jin and Jungkook, but fell into comfortable conversation, even if it was strictly professional. You were even proud of yourself for your wit in your flirty interaction with Jin. You have no idea where you had found the strength in yourself to speak so easily to them but you like to think it was because you were stronger than you thought yourself and not because your walls were already coming down.

You couldn't pinpoint why, but something about the noise of the door when Jimin and Taehyung returned to the room, snapped you out of the calm state you were in. It wasn't that it was necessarily those boys in particular that got your heart beating faster than any of the others would, it was that they were all in a room with you. First time in 5 years that you had been in a room with all 7 of your ex lovers. You panicked even more when you were able to quickly catch Namjoons annoyance and shoot him a look, communicating with him to leave it be, this was hard for everyone, don't make it harder. It was also terrifying how easily she found herself doing that, like it was a normal thing to do, like it had never stopped. She was genuinely panicking , having to consciously control her breathing to a slow steady rhythm. Her panic grew even worse when she realized that her boss had said her name.

“ I'm sorry, sir?” She was grateful her voice came out calm and even.

“ I was saying that I know we can count on you to wrap up on negotiations without us at the moment, as I fear our attention is needed elsewhere” Her boss, Mr Choi said , standing up and straightening out his suit. “ I assure you gentleman YN is the best of the best with our company and we are leaving you in fully capable hands.”

She stands and slightly bows to Mr. Choi, silently begging him not to leave her alone. If ever mind reading could work it needed to be now, what had she done to deserve such torture? She would have to get through it though, she wouldn't let today ruin her career even if it ruined her life. “ Yes , absolutely sir, all amendments have been completed and i'm pleased to say this will prove to be a symbiotic relationship for all who are involved”

With that they took their leave after bowing and saying their polite farewells to Bangtan. Leaving her standing there, in front of the seven men who were complete strangers. Leaving her completely vulnerable and feeling like she was a specimen to be dissected. She decided to keep it strictly professional, get in and out, and refuse to breach any other topic but the deal at hand. With what she felt was great courage she stood up and cleared her throat. “ Thank you gentleman, if I could draw your attention to page five for a moment, I would like to clarify a few points and then we can move on with our deal?” It came out as a slight, weak question and she hated it.

She finds herself grateful Namjoon speaks up, and sticks to professionalism. “ Yes , assuming it works as a subscription, a fee gets us availability to certain resources, but additional fees for add ons. We agree and accept the terms.” He pauses and as an afterthought adds “ And we look forward to seeing more of you.”

The whole room shifts at his change in language.

“ I have many capable coworkers and you will have the chance to work with many people who are very well versed in their fields to ensure you get the best out of this arrangement.” She adds carefully, hoping to draw the line and remain professional. She could barely hear herself speak as her heart was beating so loudly in her ears.

Yoongi speaks up, continuing her torture. “ Yes absolutely , we look forward to it but your boss seems very sure of your capabilities and we would like to utilize YOUR skill set, and how it may best serve Bangtan. For the sake of the contract, of course.” he says smoothly , almost coldly. She looks at him and silently begs him not to do this, but one look and you know he isnt going to stand down. She lets out a long breath and sits down, finally, deciding that all professionalism is out of the window and the best thing she could do was level with them and draw a line in the sand.

“ Please , can we stick to the contract? I would really appreciate that.” She says, clearly defeated, not looking at anyone but clearly addressing everyone.

Jimin scoffs in the corner. “ That's it? After all this time you're going to act like nothing happened like we're nothing? How can you sit in the same room and be so cold to us YN?” You can tell he's nearly hysterical. He's always been in tuned with his emotions and never bothered hiding them , so you can't blame him for being able to do that now of all times.

“ With all do forgiveness, sir , I don't recall any actions I ever took to make you gentlemen feel that way.” She manages to keep her voice calm, but she can feel anger bubbling up and keeps trying to swallow like somehow that will repress it.

“ Jesus YN '' She was shocked to hear Yoongi. “ I was going to leave it this is just too much, please don’t be this way.”

“ He's right,” Namjoon agrees. “ We need to settle this whether it be for professional or personal reasons, otherwise we will not be able to move forward with this deal.”

“ Are you insinuating you won't go ahead with the deal unless I give in and let you guys interrogate me?” The anger was now rising in her voice.

“ YN you know that's not what he means, stop being stubborn and let's talk.” Hoseok says with a softness that's only ever been reserved for her, and at times his Bangtan members. She will admit it almost makes her give in, for she knows the plea behind it.

“ Fine” She sighs out dejectedly “ But I want to make it clear that I'm doing this for the sake of a better work environment, not for you guys personally.”

“ I understand, “ Namjoon says calmly and softly, and she nods at him, making it clear that they were free to state their cases now.

 

“ We miss you, YN. I miss you.. Why di…” Jungkook speaks first ,always leading with his emotions first, she couldn't help but be grateful that hasn't changed.

“ I had to leave, Jungkook. You guys gave me no other choice” She knows her words hurt when Jungkook's winces and Jin grabbing his arms in comfort.

“ No it's not like you ever spoke to us about leaving, it's not like we were given any explanation. We weren't even given a chance to make anything right, to work it out.” Taehyung pleads. It hits her he truly doesn't understand, they don’t know that she knows. She almost feels guilty for a moment before remembering she's the one who was wronged. She makes direct eye contact with Namjoon, surprising him with the intensity of the stare.

“ I know about my brother, Namjoon.” she drops this information as if she was stating that the sky was blue. Honestly , Namjoon and the others would have preferred anger with that statement, somehow her tone made it sound threatening.

“ Fuck, YN we had to do it for you dammit, it was for your own good!!” Hoseok doesn't bother denying anything, why should he.

“ Don't feed me that, Hoseok, the only reason you did it was your own selfish needs and your need for violence. You didn’t ask questions because you didn’t care because you wanted to do that to him. I know you better than that.” She barks at him

“ Youre right, I loved bashing that fuckers head in because the things he did to you, I-” Hoseok cuts off , interrupted by Namjoon.

“ Enough, Hoseok!” he yells, obviously angry at him for destroying the peace. “ You're right, YN, we had to take care of the situation with your brother. The only reason we took so long to do it and allowed us to steal from us for so long was because he was your brother.” YN winces at the past tense. “ While we had plenty of personal reasons for wanting your brother dead, I assure you our actions are professionally motivated and not for our personal satisfaction.”

“ Though it was pretty satisfying.” Hoseok says cockily, surprisingly Yoongi nodding in agreement.

“ Stop it guys. We aren't taking her feelings into account so you're being selfish right now.” Taehyung pipes in. Oh her sweet Tae, she always loved him for his profound empathy and couldn't help but be grateful for him at that moment. She knew her resolve was breaking. She took a few breaths while everyone contemplated for a moment.

She decided there was no point in beating around the bush and it was time to lay everything out , for the sake of moving on.

“ You guys don’t understand. It's not just lying, it's not just betrayal. You guys have always had each other, you still had each other when I left. A long deep history together, I have no past besides my brother, I had no one but you guys and him. No matter how much of a shitty person he was, he was a great brother, my brother , and he raised me. You guys never spoke to me about the possibility and I thought you guys cared too much about me to do that. So , with that action you showed my worth to you and took away a part of me, I lost everything.”

“ You don’t understand , YN it wasn't-” Jimin begins exasperated , but she cuts him off

“ You're right, I don't understand how someone can say they love someone and then disrespect them on such a deep level. I had to deal with that sevenfold.” While her voice came out cool and calculated , her words dipped in venom, making more than one member scared about how far this was going to escalate.

Namjoon had been allowing things to play out to this point, letting the other members say things they've waited 5 years to say, but he recognized it was time for him to play the part as the leader and not as the broken hearted ex partner of YN.

“ You have every right to feel that way YN. Absolutely every right to have been hurt. With that being said, my duty to Bangtan came first and you always knew and respected that. You know the life we live, and that code helped you live a very comfortable life. I will not deny that we went against your wishes , and that we should have informed you earlier. The only thing I can do is tell you in complete honesty that the murder of your brother was not for personal gain, but for Bangtan as a whole.”

“ Miscommunication has a habit of making a fool out of us all.” Seokjin adds, sliding down into one of the office chairs , defeated.

YN almost opened her mouth to argue that this went way beyond miscommunication, but she found herself unable to. One look around the room revealed every man and how broken they really were. Admittedly , you had never taken a moment to think about how they felt, as you had let your grief consume you and bloom into anger. What made her even angrier is she felt her resolve melting away. As much as she was hurt, these were the people she loved.

Looking around the room she realized nothing had changed. She was still madly in love with the way Namjoon’s earring moved every time he clenched that muscle in his jaw and radiated comfort. Still Madly in love with the way Seokjin managed to take up so much space with his wide shoulders, and big personality. Still in love with Yoongi’s nail biting and the way he always looked like he had somewhere better to be. Still in love with the way Hoseok never stood still , the way his eyes constantly calculated everything around him.The way Jimin’s sleeves always fell too far and hung over his hands, the way that you knew he needed to be loved even when he didn't. Still in love with the way Taehyung filled a room with childish wonder and sweet understanding. Still in love with Jungkook’s big pleading eyes, and the way he was a dichotomy of softness in a rough package.

Her brother had once told her that you know you're in love with someone when it's the smallest details that have you completely devoted to them. She's sure he shared this wisdom with her never knowing that it would apply to his sister and his murderers, but it was still true and she knew every one of them still felt the same.

“ Even if we wanted to, we couldn't go back to the way things were. Things are never going to be the same and there's so much healing to be done.” She sighs

“ You're right, things will never be the same. They'll never go back to normal.” Namjoon admits, surprising you. “ But it's never easy even in the best relationships but if you have the will and the love, you find a way to make it work.”

“ Everyone of us is in this room is fucked up, absolutely insane. Of course it's never going to be a normal relationship.” Yoongi says with the gummy smile that made her want to throw her arms around him.

“ YN wouldn't want it any other way.” Hoseok adds laughing. “ And you wouldn't know what to do with it. “

She can't help but smile. “You guys have had eachother this whole time to comfort each other while i had to survive on my own, i don't know if there's any recovering from that.”

“ No there absolutely isn't , and that's something we wanted to protect you from in the first place. '' Jimin hugs himself and takes a deep breath. “ I don't blame you for leaving now that I know. Doesn't mean i wish you hadn't.”

“ He's right .” Namjoon leans forward and looks YN directly in the eyes . “ Turns out you were the glue that holds us together and we have become not much more than strangers who know each other well. That's our fault and our job to fix that, not yours, but I think we would all be willing to do it with or without you. I hope it's with you, in any capacity you can afford us.”

She knew she was too prideful, and the only reason she hadn't already given in was her pride. Yes, being around them was going to hurt, but she was already hurting. If this turned out to be a good idea, then she could be happy again, because five years on her own and away from them had done nothing for her healing journey. She needed them, she realized.

Then she speaks , she speaks a sentence that gives everyone more hope than they have dared to have in all those years.

“ I want to start building a future with you guys, but I'm going to need time. I need you to remain professional when necessary and I need time. This isn't going to work itself out overnight. Can you guys do that for me ?”

“Anything for you YN.”

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Observant | Jimin x Reader | Fluffy Story

Pairing: Idol!Jimin x NonIdol!Reader Keywords: crush, f2l Warnings: - Word count: around 900 Author's note: Ycn - your city’s name Masterlist

“Stop staring,” Taehyung murmured.

He shouldered Jimin as he jogged up to walk beside him, simultaneously pulling him out of deep thought.

“Stop staring at her,” he repeated with a grin as his friend looked at him wide-eyed.

There was no point in denying it. Jimin was staring and he has been for a while. Not just today. Yesterday and the day before he did it too. A couple of days earlier as well and so on. He was staring at a girl - a new staff member at Big Hit Entertainment. Having his ears perk up every time he heard her name in the hallways and his eyes glued to her every chance he got, he gathered an impressive amount of information about the stranger.

Her name was Yn. She recently took up a position at HYBE after working for a big media company in Ycn. She was one of the many creative consultants at the label, taking care of such matters as performing market research as well as consulting with other record labels and artists, strategizing content development and so on. She was renting a room from a friend of a friend somewhere in Jamsil but was looking for something closer to the company’s headquarters in Yongsan to call her permanent residence. All that Jimin learned without as much as having a word with the girl.

“You’re right.”

Taehyung eyed his friend as he fluffed his hair with his hand and sighed deeply.

“I should stop staring,” he nodded to himself and bit onto his bottom lip. “Stop staring, Jimin,” he chuckled in a jokingly orderly tone, smiling at the younger boy. “And start acting.”

With a faint sound of Taehyung’s voice asking a confused “what” behind his back he almost skipped down the stairs leading to one of the many common areas in the building. He walked through the space, stopping right at Yn’s feet.

“Hey. Can I sit with you?” he asked with a bright smile, pulling the girl’s attention from the screen of her phone onto him.

“Sure,” she agreed but he could see the confusion on her face.

“Thanks. I’m Jimin,” he introduced himself, taking a seat next to her on the spacious couch.

“Yn,” he shook her hand, feeling energy spread over his body at the sound of the name.

“What are you working on?” she glanced at the tablet in her lap to which he gestured.

“Just some project for work,” she answered, stuttering a little before her brows knotted into a suspicious frown over her eyes. “What are you-”

“Are you working until late tonight too?” he kept asking, interrupting her own inquiries. “I think I saw you wandering around the office late last night,” he rushed with an explanation as to why he knew she worked late hours that day. “I had a schedule until like ten-thirty.”

“Jackpot,” he thought as a look of surprise spread across Yn’s face.

“Woah, that’s… A long time,” she nodded as if deeply concerned about his timetable and in reality that was the case.

Yn worked late because she chose to. It was in the company’s etiquette to stay at least until the boss goes home but ever since she started to work at HYBE Yn managed to stay later. In contrast with her, Jimin worked late because he had to. Often times in his busy schedule there was not enough time to do certain activities at reasonable hours or at least during the day so he had to come to the studio, the recording rooms, the photoshoots, the meetings late at night. And even though the two didn’t know each other they still shared some sort of an understanding, one they both felt looking into each other’s eyes in that very moment.

Yn cleared her throat and tightened the grip she had on the black tablet in her lap.

“Technically I should be finishing at five but I’ll probably end up staying in a couple more hours.”

“Why?” Jimin turned slightly in his seat towards her. “Use your free time while you have it.”

“I’m part of a very big project,” she shrugged, smiling and it made his heart rate pick up. “I want to finish it as soon as possible and do my best job while I’m at it. Then I’ll be able to enjoy my free time.”

“What do you like doing in your free time?”

This time it was Yn that moved in her spot, turning towards Jimin just a little.

“I’m new to Seoul so I’m trying to explore the city. Long walks and nights out, that kind of stuff.”

In that statement, Jimin saw his opening.

“Seoul is a great place. So lively,” he said, resting his chin in the palm of his hand as he listened to the girl before him.

“So I’ve heard,” she agreed. “Unfortunately, since most of my friends are transfers too we don’t know what places to hit so we just wander around kind of clueless.”

“I could show you a couple of cool locations,” he suggested stretching back into the couch, trying to exude as much confidence as possible. “And if you end up liking them you could take your friends there too.”

“That’d be great.”

Despite the sincere smile on Yn’s face and the warmth radiating from her stare Jimin could still fish out a little bit of hesitance in her tone.

“They’ll think you’re cool for knowing those places. I swear,” he giggled, leaning in and towards her again. “Let’s exchange numbers so we can plan it properly,” he proposed and to his enjoyment Yn agreed, pulling out her phone.

A couple of minutes later Jimin was walking back to his studio, a wide smile on his face, Yn’s number in his phone and a promise of a meeting outside of work hours. He skipped down the last hallway, humming to himself, happy he finally stopped staring.

[yoongsgguktae]

honey, i’m home | series m.list

summary; a strange man enters your apartment unbeknownst to you. although your introduction was unconventional, you grow fond of one another and your relationship develops. pairing; jimin x reader genere; strangers to friends to lovers au rating; M (18+) word count; 6.4k warnings; many kitties, cussing, eventual smut preview; You hear soft footsteps rounding the corner from your living room. Your eyes quickly scan your kitchen for a weapon, grabbing the first thing you see, a spatula, still dirty from this morning’s breakfast. You whirl around, holding it out in front of you, remnants of scrambled eggs falling to the ground, your eyes trained on your hallway entrance. With your heart rate picking up, you’re ready to swing it at a moment’s notice as you wait for the mystery intruder to reveal themselves. PART 01 | PART 02 | PART 03 [complete] — all rights reserved © 2020 yoongsgguktae copying / redistributing the work is not allowed  — MASTERLIST

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Hey, can i request angsty drabble with jimin? It's like jimin tell yn that he doesn't love her anymore, and she just breaking up and jimin regret it? Sad ending please :( I'm sorry for my grammar :((

Of course! You’re my second ever requester, and I got so excited when I saw this come in :D I hope I did your request justice! It’s kind of a long “drabble” as well, I apologize, but my writing is always detail-filled so *shrug* This is just how it comes out. Let me know if like and honey, never apologize for your grammar, you are perfect the way you are :)

Disclaimer: I pulled this gif off of Pinterest, so I didn’t make it. I did crop it, though.

Age Recommendation: 16+

Warnings: Swears? I don’t think there are any but just in case, ANGST with a sad ending :( Jimin being a jerk-face, regret.

Word Count: 1,378

Summary: Jimin mourns the loss of a relationship that should’ve been something more.

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It’s Crazy (Jimin Drabble, tiny bit of Fluff, Angst)

Jimin’s POV

It’s crazy how relationships work.

We weren’t always like this. When I first saw her, she was sitting outside of a small restaurant in Paris, sipping on a glass of wine. Drinking at eleven in the morning? My kind of girl.

You were the most beautiful person I’d ever seen. Besides the wine glass, I noticed the way your eyes slid over the pages of the book you were reading, devouring it like it was the last book on earth. Purple glasses were perched on your nose, matching the purse that hung over the back of your chair. Your skirt modestly hit your knees, but your tank top showed off the gorgeous skin of your shoulders. I couldn’t resist going over to say something.

You recognized me, of course. I wasn’t surprised, with the way my face is plastered all over the internet, but I couldn’t help the twinge of disappointment that ran through me. It was cute how you pretended not to know who I was, though.

I asked you out, and although at first you were cautious, you gave in after a few days of texts and a phone call or two. Taking you to a lavish restaurant was a mistake. You grew apprehensive when you saw the prices on the menu, even more so when I asked you to relax and just let me take care of it. Clearly, you weren’t the kind of girl that cared about that sort of thing.

The next date went better. Just a local cafe, with regularly-priced drinks and plates of food. You were finally able to relax, and talk, and laugh. God, I loved your laugh. The way you scrunched your nose as you giggled tipped the scales, making me fall hard for you.

When the three weeks of my vacation were up, I was already calling you my girlfriend. We talked about you moving to Seoul to be closer to me, but even I knew the distance would be difficult no matter what. Still, you were strong. You knew who I was before we met, and therefore, knew the life you were agreeing to. The separation was hard, but it was made easier by nightly video chats and a constant stream of texts.

After six months, you moved to Seoul. I remember picking you up at the airport and swinging you around, peppering your face with kisses as you laughed. I was so happy, then. Everything seemed right… until it wasn’t.

As the months of our relationship went on, the sparks between us cooled off and we grew more comfortable around each other. You wore less makeup and more leggings, there was a drawer of your stuff at my place, and we started spending nights in rather than going out. I didn’t mind this, really. It was nice being able to be more myself around you and not have to try so hard. Unfortunately, that was exactly the problem… Both of us stopped trying, and our relationship suffered because of it.

More time passed, and you ended up moving in with me. It was great, because for the first little while, we entered that honeymoon phase again. Something new and exciting… but that didn’t last long. As each day passed, I realized that girl that I met a year and a half ago, who I fell so hard for on that cafe date, who used to make my stomach flip over itself, who used to make my heart feel full just by looking at me… was no longer that special.

We barely tolerated each other, constantly fighting over stupid stuff and snapping at each other. Our relationship took a turn for the worst. It wasn’t bad or anything… but it wasn’t good, either. And no matter what we did, no matter how many times we tried to change or make it right, the relationship we both used to treasure was on a steady decline. We started saying “I love you” less, replacing it with phrases like, “Goodnight,” or, “See you tomorrow.” Neither of us questioned it or brought it up. In the back of our minds, I think we both knew where things were heading. After all, a relationship ultimately ends one of two ways. You either break up, or you stay together.

Finally, the day came where you said those dreaded words. “Jimin… Do you even love me anymore?”

We were sitting on our couch, and you were looking at me while I refused to look anywhere but at the ground in front of me. “No,” I muttered after a few minutes of silence. “I don’t.”

Despite this confession being nothing new, I still remember the hurt in your eyes that caused tears to well up and trickle down. I slept on the couch that night, listening to you sob. I could practically hear your heart breaking, but I could no longer keep lying to myself and, more importantly, to you. This wasn’t working anymore.

A week passed, and you had found a new place and were moving out. “It’s for the best,” you said, hands shoved in your jacket pockets, looking anywhere but at me.

I nodded in agreement. I didn’t want to hurt you anymore. Being gone for months at a time, the late-night practices, the long hours at the recording studio… I knew it wasn’t easy on you. I wanted to stop the pain.

Another year passed, and I began seeing pictures of you on social media with another guy. He wasn’t a celebrity or anyone special, but you seemed happy. I noticed the way you scrunched your nose had come back… too bad it was no longer just for me.

It was our last concert of our tour, which we chose to end in Seoul. We were singing Mikrokosmos and waving goodbye to all our fans, when my heart nearly stopped. There you were, smiling up at me, singing your heart out. He was behind you with his arms wrapped around you, swaying you both in time to the beat, smiling and laughing as he leaned down and kissed your cheek.

I pretended not to see you, keeping a taut smile on my face as I waved goodbye to the rest of the crowd. So this is what our relationship has come down to. We’re just… nothing. Complete strangers. Our lives will never intertwine again, and even if they did, it would never be the same. Every kiss, every night together, every trip has boiled down to absolutely nothing but memories. Did it even really happen?

I felt disappointment roil through me the same way a thundercloud rolls over a sunny sky. How did I let things get to this point? How did I ever let you go? I kept pushing you away in the name of stopping the hurt, but I never gave a thought to my own feelings. I lied back then. I loved you. I loved you so much. Part of me still loves you. We should’ve ended up getting married, not as complete strangers.

As the stage lowered and we waved goodbye to our fans for the final time, I locked eyes with you and watched your sharp inhale as you realized I was looking at you. As if of its own accord, my hand reached out and I gave a little wave just for you. You gave me a half-smile and waved back. The only difference is, I was trying to say hello. I didn’t want to be strangers anymore. I wanted you back in my life, back to the point where you felt comfortable enough around me to eat as messily as you wanted and to wear whatever you felt like. You, however, were saying goodbye. For the last time. For forever.

I came to that realization as the stage hit the ground and staff swarmed me, offering me towels to wipe sweat away and bottles of water. I’d never have another chance. Our lives were on two completely different paths. It would never be the same.

Waving everyone off, I walked towards my dressing room, numbness taking over as my subconscious tried to protect me from the pain. So this is what regret feels like.

It’s crazy how relationships work. Or rather, how they don’t.

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Part Two→

[v-hope]

omg why do i want a jiminxyn rough hookup in the palace 🥵

wait you mean in the belong au or am i missing something

[kimnjss]

Oh it's so messy ITS SO MESSY AHHHHH!! but the "reject me one more time" 🥺 that was so fluffy and cute. I ship jiminxyn end of. Periodt

it only gets messier !! IT ONLY GETS MESSIER !! noooo bc jimin is such a cutie when he actually likes someone :( i love him so much //

[kpopfromtheblock]

Life with bangtan = 1000000/10 Waw also when could we be expecting another post (no pressure/rush) just rlly like your writing) maybe a jiminxyn scenario?) also did I mention that life with bangtan is 100000/10)). <3

OMG 🥺😭 thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoy the series! I’m hoping to get something up next week. I don’t have anything planned for Jimin x Y/N at the moment but I can definitely work something up! Just gotta get a few other stories out first :)

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Chapter 1 : ON

 BTS OT7 , OT7xYN , NamjoonxYN, SeokjinxYN, YoongixYN, HoseokxYN, TaehyungxYN, JiminxYN, JungkookxYN

TW: Mental illness, psychosis, depression, body dysmorphia, past bullying, casual sex, loss of relationship, violence, talk of weapons, blood

   As the leader of Bangtan , Namjoon felt the weight of his responsibilities to bangtan and he had felt it worse since you left. In a way, he was happy he had to focus on the others' well being . Somedays when his responsibilities felt heavier than others, he could lose himself in Bangtan and, for a moment, it would feel like things were how they were before everything fell apart. One thing he couldnt deny was that heartbreak had been an amazing motivator. Throwing themselves into their work Bangtan had gone from a small group of friends who knew how to get things done, to a feared syndicate with complex connections and a massive income.  Namjoon could sometimes convince himself that it hadnt been for you, it hadnt been so if he ever saw you again you would be so impressed that you couldnt say no to him. Couldnt say no to his brothers.

 Nothing prepared him for the day you showed up in their lives again. The usually composed Namjoon was a mess with you in the same room. He had walked into the boardroom for a financial meeting, one that would help secure their place as the underground kings of Seoul, and found you right away. You were sitting amongst the attendees, as though you being there was of no major circumstance. Sitting attentively as though you could just show up and be another name in a long list of faces . Feeling his stare you , nervously met his eyes, and he felt like his heart stopped beating. It was you, really you. Yes, in five years something about you had changed , but in that moment he would have done anything for you and you knew it. He had almost forgotten the rest of Bangtans appearance until he heard them shuffling in behind him and he began to panic. He swore he fell in love with you more when your eyes softened in understanding at his sudden panic. Of course he still seemed cool and collected on the surface, but you knew better.

Yoongi had spent his life hiding his feelings, except for with you. Always cool and collected, thats what got him this far in life and Bangtan. When others were motivated by emotion, and ethics, Yoongi was cold facts and logic. You had seen through thst though. You always told him that when you looked in his eyes , you saw a deep pool of emotions that you wanted to drown in. He had showed you affection to the best of his abilities and you had seen them for what they were and on a rare occasion held him while he wept. Not wanting to talk about it, not wanting an explanation, just offering absolute understanding. He went numb after you left, it wasnt safe to feel those emotions, the world would burn and he had been having enough trouble keeping Hoseok under control. He never gave up hope that you would return , though. Worked relentlessly to build an empire with Bangtan hoping that one day when youd come back you would join them again. Everything he did was for you and Bangtan knew that, they didnt stop him because they felt the same. He wondered sometimes, if their loss of you, was the only thing they had in common anymore. Not that it mattered, since it had been working well for  them.    Today he was grumpy. He had been up all night going over blueprint after blueprint and was still expected to attend the meeting. Pretty useless, as all the paperwork would end up on him and Namjoons desk to go over , this meeting could have definitely been an email. He kept his eyes trained on the back on Namjoons head and followed him into the room where he would be bored to death for whatever duration it took, but Namjoon seemed eager to leave as well and he took that as a good sign. Hoseoks sudden tense on walking the room sent Yoongi immediately on alert. He has a moment to wonder to himself if Hoseok or their business  partners would be a bigger threat before he locked eyes with you , and before he could fully register that it was you he felt like he was drowning.

 Hoseok had in his own way taken your absence the hardest. Growing up his life had been spent in one mental hospital or another. His craving for violence , his paranoia were enough for his parents to abandon him as a ward of the state at 15, in the end he had aged out of these homes and met Namjoon, who saw a use in his unique set of skills and outlook on the world. Beginning only as Namjoons body guard , he now was in control of a small army with a special gift for violence who knew how to get things done and Hoseok had found happiness, but he found contentment when you walked into their lives. It was almost as though your presence had made all the voices go silent.  As if all the voices were in absolute awe of your presence and didnt dare speak unless spoken too. You were the first one to make him feel human in his whole life. You had said that he had an adaptation to his reality, not a malfunction , and that he was still worthy of love and respect like any human. Up until you the only respect he had experienced was at the cost of his bloodlust. His fellow Bangtan members loved him, of course, but they still saw him for what the rest of the world saw and always had a trace of fear behind their eyes. Not you though.

  When you had left he had seen to it that the world would burn. Every person who betrayed Bangtan, every time someone crossed his path, was paying for your absence. Part of him was punishing the world because he couldnt punish you, not that he would any ways. He was unstoppable because what could hurt more than you abandoning him, right? Nothing scarier than a man who isnt afraid of dying and more often than not Hoseok had hoped he would make one wrong move, that someone would finally stop his reign of terror, because the voices would stop . They talked about you a lot, they also talked about his Bangtan family. The voices told him that they could see right through him, and it made sense because they never made a move to stop him. He did sometimes wonder what you would think of him now. He knew youd be scared of him , of who he had become, but he would silently remind himself that he did it for YOU.

  The voices had been particularly annoying today. He was itching to get on the field, do what he did best, but instead he had to attend a board meeting with Namjoon as his protection and a founding member of Bangtan. He just had to make it through this meeting and he would be left to his own devices, he expected a particularly trigger happy evening for him and his army. He walked behind Namjoon taking in every detail, every possible security threat. There was a heavier defense sytem in this building , he noted, if things went wrong Hoseok would have the chance to take out his frustrations in order for them to  escape. Namjoon stopped just inside the doorway and froze, sending Hoseok into attack moden for a moment. Was Namjoon hit? Was there danger in the room? After taking a quick glance at Namjoon seing no obvious injuries, he scanned the room. That's when he locked eyes with someone and the voices stopped.

 To anyone who knew anything about Bangtan, Jin was the glue that held them together. In a group of unloved boys who came together to build this life together, Jin offered a quiet understanding and a warm  home.  You had said that he served as such a master manipulator for Bangtan because he had an unbiased, deep understanding of people,even strangers. You can't use peoples thoughts and emotions against them unless you truly understand what motivates them, you had said. He believed you because that is what you had always offered him just that. From your small nods and warm smile after a tough mission, or taking the role as caretaker of Bangtan when he felt his exhaustion deep in his bones. He hadnt connected with anyone on any level since you left. Why bother? He was a master of being ingenuine, even attempting to open up to someone he wouldnt know what to believe what he was really feeling. But you, you understood with just a look and that's what he needed. Surprisingly his lack of his own emotion helped him even further understand others emotions. He was a blank slate and he was a projection of those around him.

That was why it was important he attended this meeting. Namjoon needed to know if they had any ulterior motives, if they were trying to trick them into losing money. What Namjoon and the others had never said is this one just one more step to giving you the life you deserved when you returned. He felt the shift as soon as they entered the room and automatically began to assess the situation and then he was looking at you as he was hit with guilt, surprise, hurt and most of all, love.

Taehyung had been dfferent his whole life. From the time he was old enough to play with the kids at the park they bullied him, knowing he wasnt quite like them so he must be weak, right? Wrong. He grew up to be devilishly handsome and with that his odd tendencies were labelled cute quirks. His past still shaped him , though. Seeing the cruelty of people, even at such a young age he recognized it was human nature. Taehyung felt emotions deeply, maybe too deeply, but it served him well as the secret keeper of Bangtan. See , anyone and everyone loves to talk, especially about themselves. All he had to do was flash a smile and lend an ear and a few careful questions and people were ready to tell him everything. It all went straight to Namjoon of course , and he mosty stuck to the shadows, only making public appearances with Bangtan when necessary. His charm never worked on you. You had told him he was beautiful , and that there was something about him that made it easy to open up to him. But you were naturally a genuine person, especially with him. 

When others blew off his personality, the way he dressed, and his words, you looked at him like he was a piece of art. You once told him a day with him did more for the heart and mind than any art ever could. He had scoffed at that , because, how could any piece of art, any piece of music, any natural wonder measure up to you? Their love had been like something out of an old movie. Slow dancing to old jazz records in his room, reading to eachother poems that only conveyed a fraction of the love that they had felt for eachother. 

When you had left, Taehyung had disappeared back into his shell. There's only so many side eyes and remarks one can make before it wears away at oneself. He still found himself saving songs from old vinyls and poems ripped from books for you to enjoy when you came back. Outwardly, to anyone who didnt know better, Taehyung had become cold. While in the past he used warmth, and flirting to get people to talk, he now opted for intimidation and cruelty. He had become the bully and you would have hated that for him. 

He hadnt wanted to go to this meeting, even before he saw Bangtan eye his green suit up and down. He didnt need them to be picking him apart, that was his job, and his patience was low today. Walking along with his brothers he kept himself amused by humming a jazz song he had discovered on a vinyl he had found in the back of some vintage store or another. It was soft and bright, like you, but inside he felt deep and sorrowful . The sudden stop off Hoseok had him bumping into him and jumping back. He could feel Hoseok itching for combat and it was putting Taehyung at unease , he didnt want to be the target of Hoseoks rage today. Taehyng quickly looked around to see what would cause Hoseok to be so careless, who was going to be the subject of his wrath and then he saw you. Like the greatest treasure at any museum, like the grandest orchestra , there you were.

 If lust had a physical embodiment, it would be Jimin. He  just oozes sex to men and women alike , and knew how to use it to get what he wanted. Jimin always had a taste for the finer things in life, always wanting more. When he had met Namjoon he had already been living a gluttoous lifestyle, but Namjoon made him realize he had a talent that could be utilized for something bigger, greater. Whole empires have been brought down because of sex, and Jimin wanted to build an empire on it. While he had grown soft and affectionate towards his members over the years, others would describe his gaze as hawk-like, like a predator zooming in on ikts prey. YN had never seen that, she saw right through him. To late nights hiding under the covers, memorizing every curve and imperfection of eachothers bodies you were the first actually intimacy he had ever experience. He thought arousal had equated intimacy until you, how a single peck on the forehead could leave him powerless to you.

When you left Jimin had tried to convince himself that his long list of high profile one night stands were for work, but he eventually had to face the music and realize it was intimacy he was craving. Taehyung, as odd as he was, seemed to understand this, and would quietly hold his hand or grab his thigh affectionately under the table when he could. This didnt help, he appreciated it, but it just made him feel like he was more alone. A steady sex life had proven to be very lucrative to Bangtan, but he felt so alone.

Jimin had left a lover in his bed that morning to join the boys at a meeting. Jimin felt the need to complain, to hide his relief that he wouldnt have to see the stranger off, someone else could take care of that. As they walked in the building, immediately a group of secretaries were whispering behind their hands about him and he flashe them his most seductive style. Just like that he had them, he would have to remember their faces for when they were done with the meeting. He couldnt resist himself and flashed a smile at an especially flustered man in a three piece suit. Jimin had him right where he wanted him and it wasn too easy. Jimin strutted into the room thinking about all the possibilities with these coworkers but his steps failed him and his cockiness left him as he saw you. Then, with one quick moment of eyecontact, he knew you couldnt leave because you were all he ever needed.

Jungkook hated his smile, his bunny teeth making him look even younger than he already was, and as the youngest he didnt need to be reminded of that. You had loved his smile , which worked out well because you were the major source of it. Jungkook knew his weapons, he had turned his body into his biggest weapon with an unhealthy excercise routine but the most deadly weapon in his world was your laugh. Jungkook  never had a great body image, you later suggested body dysmorphia, and you were the only one he believed ever liked his body. He couldnt look in the mirror and see what everyone else saw. That's why when you left he became obsessed with perfecting himself as a weapon. The burn and exhaustion gives him something to focus on instead of your laughter. At first the memory of your laugh was the only comfort he found, then in his mind it became mocking, telling him he was worthless. That was bad but not as bad as when he forgot what it sounded like all together. You never treated him as the baby of the group but as an equal and he almost believed it. You two were a sanctuary from the reality of thet lifestyle, laughing until your stomachs hurt and sharing memories of his hyungs and sharing the secret knowledge that all of them were secretly the  most amazing generous people you  knew. But now he was just the baby again, talked down on,not respected , no matter how much he worked out and built his strength.

This morning he had a moment in front of the mirror and thought of what you would think of him now, what would you think of the empty shells Bangtan had become? None of it mattered without you here, and why do they keep pretending that it did? Jungkook was the last one to enter the room. This was related to a shipment of weapons and that was his line for bangtan, but one of his hyungs could have taken care of it , he felt particularly ugly today but straightened his back, and walked in. Immediately he noticed his hyungs freeze and was alarmed by such an intense set of emotions that these usually well composed men were feeling and so he followed their gaze and there you were. He felt himself deflate, and relaxed his stance when your eyes met and couldnt help but smile the first genuine, full bunny teeth smile that he had in years.

 You knew logically that they were going to be there, of course they had to be there, but nothing had prepared you for this. They had betrayed you, you shouldnt have any more emotional connection to them, you owed them nothing, but then why was this so hard? You had left Bangtan and started a new profession in a new place the honest way, but years of living with bangtan you could no longer afford your lifestyle on an honest job salary so that's how you ended up in weapons deals. You purposely didnt keep track of the boys, as they hurt too much to think about. Youre only clue of just how big and successful they had gotten recently when you had been informed about your purpose foe this meeting . Your boss had taken your hesitance as concern about getting involved with Bagtan and reassured you that your name would not be connected to them on paper but he had no idea how connected you already were to them. They would know now from the way the seven boys honed on you and were now staring at you. You had tried to blend in the crowd of seats but that had been unsuccessful. The worst part of it all is as soon as she saw them she felt the pain of being in love with these men all over again.

[kimnjss]

CAN WE GIVE USER YNSHORTHAIR AN AWARD PLS SHE PLAYS SUCH AN IMPORTANT ROLE (ALSO THE OTHER USERS IN STAN TWT) IN DO IT AGAIN OAJSSIHWIWHEID IM LITERALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD BC OF HER ,,,, THE "IK THOSE COLLARBONES" PART ??????? ALSO WOW HER MIND BE SEXY SHE GOT HER THEORIES RIGHT 😳😳😳😳 IQ 200

THAT GIRL DOES NOT !! PLAY , SHES GOT HER EYES ND EARS PEALED ND I LOVE IT 😭😭 ND WHEN HER ND THE JIMINXYN STAN INTERACT??? I LOVE THEM OMG -