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My Nametag

It had been 13 years for us. 

I loved to read. I know there are people who treat books as trophies, I wasn't one of them. I used to write notes, highlight my favorite quotes and even dog eared my pages. Most of all, I wrote my name in each one of them.

We were moving to another neighborhood so I had to get rid of some stuff. Moving isn't exactly cheap. With a heavy heart I packed a few of my books that I could bear to part with and sold them to an old bookstore just across the road. Now that we are moving away, it will be a 10 minute drive to get to my favorite bookstore. 

It was strange what happened. A few days later I got a MySpace request from a guy. He had travelled to a different state to meet up with a few friends. There, he happened to pick up one of my books. Curiousity about my little notes and unique name drove him to search for me. I accepted his request since his intentions seemed clean. After all he loved to read too. 

We grew close little by little. Whenever he would visit his friends, we would hang out. We would talk about books and the characters and make up theories and laugh at the more ridiculous ones. Until one day he suddenly pulled me to him by the roadside and kissed me under a streetlight. 

It's been 13 years. We have a beautiful son who loves to read as much as we do, a husky and a lovely home in my hometown. We still go to that bookstore to buy books and I still write my name in every single book we buy. Except this time, my second name is his.  A/N: This is based on a true story I saw online and decided to write a cute one shot on it

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Non-Creepy

I accidentally met his eyes through the window. It's weird when you make unintentional eye contact with someone. You're suspended in a moment of uncertainty. Should you smile? Should you ignore? Of course me being the anti-social person, I ignored. 

I come to this place often, alone among all the couples eating out. I feel comfortable in my lonesome space so it doesn't bother me to see an empty seat in front of me. Yet all the time I've been here, this is the first time I've seen someone come alone too. 

He's sitting at a slight angle to my chair, enough that we can't directly look at each other. That doesn't stop us from looking at the beautiful view from the window in front of me, or more specifically, at each other's reflection. 

The first time i accidentally make eye contact is when I'm fixing my hair. My hair comes lose from my bun, and I try to check my reflection in the window just as he glaces my way. I quickly drop my gaze, suppressing the urge to the hide under the table. It's just that his gaze is unnerving. 

I keep looking out the window at the beautiful view occasionally while eating my food, and at a particularly embarrassing moment when I'm discreetly checking out my teeth (I often get food stuck) I happen to make eye contact again. This time when i turn around I draw everyone's attention as my cutlery clangs off my plate and down to the floor. 

I take two deep breaths and bend down to pick up my cutlery. If this night could get anymore embarrassing, I would be ready to jump out that window. 

For the rest of the night I don't look at the window. I quietly eat my food and clear the bill. 

As I get up I feel a presence behind me. It's the eye contact guy. He gives me a half smile and shrugs. His eyes are smiling. 

We end up walking up to the bus stop, engaged in our own world. Turns out he thought I was cute, checking out my teeth in a window reflection. Turns out I thought he was cute too, the way he kept sneaking glances at me while we walked side to side on our way to our homes. 

Turns out our cuteness matched, judging by the way I saw his tears when I walked towards him in a white dress. 

A/N: Another writing based on a prompt to escape my writer’s block

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Non-sexual acts of intimacy

Finding the other wearing their clothes

Honestly, the place was a mess. Whenever I entered her apartment, I had to be prepared to see a trail of clothes leading up to her bathroom, cups and half drunk coffee on the coffee table, books lying face down on the floor. It was so messy sometimes that I would refuse to set foot inside; though today it was slightly better. I grabbed the books and put them on the sofas, collected all the mugs and dumped them in the sink. One by one i grabbed the items of clothes, including that one red hot bra I really liked and gathered them in my arms ready to dump them on the bed. I opened the door and saw her face down in the middle of the bed. It was 1pm. 

She startled as I dumped the pile of clothes right on top of her head. 'what the-', she woke up glaring at me. 

'Your place's a mess', I replied. I went around the room, picking up her laundry and dumping it in the laundry bag. 

'I was having an awesome dream you know', she looked pretty cute with a pout. I turned around and saw her standing there by the bed side in my shirt. 

'You know I've been looking for that shirt everywhere!' I said as I came near her. 'it's time you give it back', I whispered as I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled with her arms around my neck. 

A/N: I was gonna do a series on all the prompts in this category lets see if i end up completing them 

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Pinning

Hira was staring at the dangling necklace, her heart beating out of her chest at the proximity. Yoongi was in a strange mood today, staring and glancing at her whenever he could. Now she knew why. 

She had come home exhausted from running around the ER all night. It was her bad luck that she got handed the 7 to 12 pm shift; she couldn't change though. No one was generous enough to swap with her. 

She unwound her scarf and hung her white coat on the hooks by the door, revealing the black dress she had worn. Even with a routine as hectic as hers, she sometimes wanted to dress up. 

As she turned around, she saw yoongi staring at her over the rim of his cup. It was weird, normally yoongi wasn't that focused on her. Ever since they had taken the decision to live together, yoongi had been this way. A glance here and there, an occasional kiss or a hug on hard days, sometimes cuddling while watching a movie. But today he had been staring at her since morning. 

He had almost burnt their breakfast since he kept glancing at her. Hira decided to shrug it off and moved towards the bedroom to change. As she turned around to close the door, yoongi pushed the door and walked in. 

"Ah... Is it something serious? Do you wanna talk about something" Hira asked. She needed to know what was up with him. 

Yoongi walked away and sat heavily on the bed. He sighed and gazed at her, waiting for her to sit beside him. 

"Tell me. Is it something serious?", Hira's anxiety made her voice shake as she moved closer to him. 

"It is", Yoongi said as he grabbed her arm and twisted her towards the bed, pinning her beneath him. "I'm going insane trying to slow my pace, but I can't anymore. Is that ok?" 

"Of-of course" Hira stuttered, her heart running a marathon. Her eyes were fixated on the silver chain that was only inches away, and beyond that his wide neckline showing glimpses of skin. 

"Are you sure" Yoongi asked as he came closer, almost whispering against her cheek. 

"Yeah" Hira murmured as Yoongi turned his face and began planting feather light kisses on her jawline, along her cheek and finally, her lips.

A/N: This was me trying to get out of a writer’s block, hence its so short

[astagfirullah-house]

Domestic

Usually Hala cooked for the both of them. It wasn't because he was incapable or unbothered; he was so busy with his dance practice and vocal lessons that he couldn't cook as much as he wanted to anymore. Today was his day off though; which meant any minute now he would walk in and help her cook lunch. 

Hala was slicing onions when he came in looking adorably sleepy. "Good morning... Err afternoon", he stretched while yawning. "What's cookin' good lookin'", he winked as he came closer to look at the ingredients so he could figure out his lunch. It didn't matter how lame his pick up lines were; it always made her smile. That and his dad jokes could pull her out of a horrible mood. 

"I'm making pasta. Is that ok?". 

Hala yelped as his arms snaked around her waist, his chin on her shoulder. "Yum. Let me help too". 

"Go wash up first. And please put a shirt on!", Hala said as he untangled himself and walked in the direction of the bathroom. Hala started humming as she walked to the cabinet that Jin had installed according to his height - meaning she could barely reach it properly. 

She was standing on her tip toes, her fingers lightly brushing the jar when suddenly she felt a hand on her waist, another grabbing the jar easily. She jumped slightly turning around to face Jin. 

"Uh thanks", she stuttered noticing how close they were. 

"You're welcome", Jin said as he put the jar on the counter, leaning in. "So...", he smirked looking at her lips. He didn't let her reply as he closed the distance, kissing her. 

"Ok...", Jin pulled away breathing heavily, "What do you want me to do". 

"Uh... Boil the pasta please", Hala stuttered as she walked around him to the counter. Jin smiled as he pulled the pasta bag out of the cabinet. It was cute how she still blushed whenever he came close to her. 

They soon got into their well rehearsed routine of cooking together; occasionally brushing by each other to move around. Jin would lightly touch her waist when he passed by her; Hala would lightly touch his arm in return. It was the perfect domestic moment for the perfect domestic couple. 

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Fate

Its safe to say I was supposed to fall in love with him. Who wouldn't? With someone like him it was meant to happen. It was in bits and pieces. 

I was young when I met him and he took care of me among others. He teased me mercilessly and I teased him back, it became a game for us - Who could make the other laugh more. At first it was because I was happy and I wanted him to be happy too, later I realized it was just because I loved it when he smiled because of me. The way his eyes would disappear, the way he laughed with his whole body as if that much joy needed his whole body's energy to burst out. 

It was so innocent at first; hanging out and having late night conversations, him being there for me through thick and thin. But then something happened. We grew up.

I guess the first time I really felt a spark was the time I was super sleepy, barely able to keep my eyes open. And then suddenly I felt a hand lift my head to put a pillow under my head. I wanted nothing more than to nuzzle the warmth of that hand but before I could it moved to drape a blanket over me. The next morning I woke up thinking it was a dream. 

Small instances like these came and went, a smile here a touch there, all innocent for him but not for me. This feeling kept growing; this innocent love I had for him. 

The day he came out dressed like that I knew I was done for. Grey hair and those glasses, the striped shirt that was open far too much; it would be a sin not to take advantage of that. I let my eyes speak what my mouth couldn't, knowing I wasn't supposed to feel that way. But fate was on my side. 

We got a little too drunk, our conversations got a little deeper, our skinship more intimate until finally one us made a move. Too drunk to think about anything, we went along with it. I guess what I'm trying to say is, it was decided from the start, I was supposed to love him and he was supposed to love me. Sometimes softly, sometimes a little rough, we were there for each other as lovers in secret, as friends in public. 

But right now, at this moment with his hand brushing my hair and with a smile on his face, I would want nothing more than to be beside him.

A/N: I kept in mind Jikook while I wrote this but I guess it could be any of the members since its vague enough

[astagfirullah-house]

Thin Walls

Bano moved to her cheap new apartment a week ago. Her bags were still unpacked - a testament of a lazy college student. Her parents wanted her to stay at home; when she refused they told her to make it by herself. They thought it would scare her away; she was stubborn though. She would show them she could do it without any one's support. 

The first thing she did was got a job at the nearest club/restaurant as a waitress. She was determined to make it on her own. 

She dizzily remembered last night. It was her birthday and her friends threw her a party; on the way back, high on drinks and happiness, her friends started to ask random people to sing her a song. They were quite loud about it too. 

The older couple just looked at them weird, the kids laughed at them and well it was not a success. Until the rabbit boy. He was standing alone by the roadside, staring off into space when he was rudely interrupted. "Sing her a song. It's her birthday". 

He looked startled, his big doe eyes shinning. He glanced at each of the girls until his eyes rested on the birthday girl. "Let's not bother him. I'm sorry", Bano said as she began to walk past. 

"We don't talk anymore...". Bano turned around when she heard him singing. He had a beautiful voice, but his pitch was all over the place. He was also slurring a little, indicating that he was quite drunk. It was horrible. And yet Bano had not heard a sound more beautiful than that horrible pitch and sloppy words. 

"Thank you" Bano said when he ended the song with a twist of his wrist. 

"You're welcome, lady". He almost toppled over while bowing to her. 

"Are you ok" Bano asked him, concerned. 

"Never been better". His smile scrunched up his nose in the cutest way. They left him there on the street, lost in his own drunken thoughts. 

Bano was rudely snapped back to reality when she heard angsty music blasting from her neighbors walls. These walls were so thin, she could hear everything. Including her neighbor singing along - no screaming along the lyrics. She got super annoyed and punched the wall. When the noise didn't die down she decided to give him a tasted of his own medicine - she brought her speakers and plugged in her Iphone. Though she hated this song, she was gonna play it just to annoy him.  

I'm a barbie girl, in a barbie world... She knew her expensive speakers - the only thing she invested her money in - would drown out his music and she was right. After 3 seconds, she heard a loud what the fuck from her neighbor. Satisfied, she turned it down and finally there was peace. 

She took out her clothes from the suitcase and went to the bathroom. She really needed a shower. She had a habit of humming her favorite song of the week when showering. It just happened to be Chainsmokers this time. She got so into the song she started singing it loudly while getting out of the shower, her towel wrapped around her and her hairbrush acting as a mic. She ended the song with a thank you and bow to her invisible audience and grabbed her clothes to get changed. 

Bano left her apartment to get mail from her mailbox when she sensed a presence behind her. She got startled, dropping her mail all over the ground. 

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you". It was rabbit boy. He was here. And he was picking up her mail. 

"Uh thanks", Bano said awkwardly. "You live around here?" she asked shyly. Rabbit boy just smiled in reply. 

Bano was about to leave when she heard him say "Chainsmokers is my favorite band too by the way". 

Oh hell NO Bano wanted to yell as she realized it. It couldn't be! Since when did karma turn against her! She turned around to glare at her neighbor before walking back to her apartment. Today was not going smoothly. At. All. 

She was pacing her tiny apartment anxiously. Rabbit boy, the one and only who sang so horribly and made her night better was her infuriating neighbor who loved to scream Back in Black randomly throughout the day. How was this possible? He was so obnoxious with his loud music and not caring about his neighborly attitude, but why did he have to be so cute! Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. While she was debating whether to answer the door or not, something slipped through the door.

"You left this behind", the sticky note said. Bano peeled it away to see an envelope addressed to her apartment. Junk mail. Again. She threw the mail and the note in the trash while she went to get ready for work. 

She thought the day couldn't get any worse. She was wrong. Not only was her boss very...well bossy, her customers were no better either; shamelessly flirting and making her uncomfortable. She was mid way through her 4 hour shift when rabbit boy walked in, sitting in her section. She almost dropped a customer's order when her eyes met his; he was so beautiful it was overwhelming. She cleared her throat as she walked towards him and took his order without blushing and stuttering. He ate alone and in silence, not glancing at her at all during the time he was at the club. But when he left after clearing his bill, and tipping her amazingly, he didn't go out the door but instead at the stage. 

"What's he doing?", Bano asked her co-worker. 

"He plays and sings sometimes. He has an angelic voice", her co-worker sighed. 

Bano was skeptical. She still remembered him singing horribly to her that day, with no talent whatsoever. That was until he actually picked up the guitar and sang. His voice was beautiful, hitting every note perfectly, a far cry from his screechy mess that day. Bano got off work the same time as he stopped singing. 

"Well since we live in the same building, I'll walk you home", rabbit boy said. Bano simply nodded in reply. He seemed so nice and polite, and he hadn't played loud music since their battle of AC-DC versus Barbie Girl. "So I didn't catch your name". 

"Umm...I'm Bano".

"I'm Jungkook. Nice to meet you". They walked a few more feet in silence. 

"Look. I need to apologize. I didn't know you were living next door. It was empty for a long time. I guess I went home for the weekend because I didn't see you move in. Also embarrassing you about singing in the shower. Though I do like the Chainsmokers. I hope I didn't offend you too much".

"Um ..yeah no issues" Bano said, suddenly shy. This boy was not only cute, but he was so polite too. Bano couldn't grasp how she had misjudged him at the beginning. They walked the rest of the way in awkward silence. 

"So uh...thank you for walking me back", Bano said while opening her door. 

"No issues. Anytime" Jungkook said as he went inside his apartment and locked the door.

Bano was getting ready for bed, wearing her oversized Naruto pajamas when a shrill noise startled her. She rushed to open her door and see what's going on; a few people were coming out of their apartments. 

"Excuse me...what's going on?", Bano asked a random people passing by. 

"Fire alarm", he muttered while walking away. 

Bano quickly grabbed her keys and went out, locking her door behind. The residents were gathered outside in front of the building waiting for the fire trucks. "Hello neighbor", Jungkook waved at her through the crowd. 

"Hi", Bano replied with a small smile.

"So...nice pajamas. You look cute", Jungkook gave her a once over. Bano had forgotten she was in her oldest pajamas which quite possibly had a few holes. Jungkook started talking about Naruto and soon Bano got engaged in the conversation. They chatted until they were told to go back in their apartments. The fire alarm was a prank by some kids. 

"Um so...listen..." Jungkook began. 

"Yeah...?" 

"Um...nothing never mind". Jungkook quickly shut his door.

A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door. Bano opened it to find no one there, but as she was about to close it, she noticed a sticky note.

Would you like to go get dinner tomorrow? With me? I'll even sing Chainsmokers for you :P. Yes or Yes?. She grabbed her pen and tick-marked both yes check boxes. She stuck it on his door, knocked and retreated.

She stood with her ear against their shared walls, waiting for him to get the message. 

"YASSSS", she could hear his shout through the wall before he realized she could probably hear and quieted down.This was going to be fun. 

A/N: I really want to continue this. Maybe I will someday

[astagfirullah-house]

Reading Buddies

Maira hummed as she stood in the kitchen, making hot cocoa for two people, dancing slightly to Jimin's voice. She poured the mix in the cups, depositing the dishes in the sink. She could always do them later. 

She grabbed the two mugs and entered the living room, placing hers on the coffee table while carrying the other to the small dance studio. She knocked on the door and pushed it slightly to reveal Jimin dancing to a beautiful melody, his movements fluid and soft. 

"I made you hot cocoa", Maira said in a soft voice. She didn't want to interrupt his dance practice but the cocoa would cool down if she waited. 

"Thank you baby", Jimin smiled as he moved forward to grab the cup. "I'll just wash up and come out in five minutes. I'm done for the day". 

Maira handed him the cup and left, closing the door behind her. She grabbed a book from her shelf and sat on the couch, snuggling into a fleece blanket with her cocoa warming her hand. She had just finished a page when she sensed someone's eyes on her, making her look up. 

"Why are you staring at me?", Maira asked feeling awkward under his scrutiny. 

"No reason. Carry on reading", Jimin said sipping his hot cocoa. He always drank it super hot while Maira cooled it down to almost lukewarm. 

He went to the kitchen to put his empty mug in the sink, deciding to do the dishes so Maira wouldn't have to. 

"Leave them. I'll do them later don't worry", Maira yelled over the noise of the water and clinking of dishes. 

"No it's ok. There aren't many, I'll do them", Jimin said as he began washing the dishes. It made Maira smile how much caring and considerate Jimin was. She felt guilty; he would do these random things to make her day easier while she could not help him with his work. 

A few minutes later, Jimin noisily plunked down on the couch beside Maira. After watching her for a few minutes which Maira tried to ignore, he lied down with his head in her lap, displacing her book. 

"What", Maira said while giggling, "are you doing?". 

"Nothing. I danced and did the dishes. I'm tired", Jimin whined as he nuzzled his head against her belly. 

"Awww our jiminie is tired", Maira said threading her fingers in his hair, stroking his temple softly. Jimin smiled as Maira began to read out loud for the both of them. A few minutes later Maira noticed Jimin dozing off. Overwhelmed with how innocent he looked while sleeping, she leaned down to kiss his temple while shaking him awake. 

"Wake up and sleep properly in the bed", Maira said. 

"Hmmm", Jimin just mumbled as he turned his head, making her laugh. 

"Wake up!!", Maira said shaking him forcefully. 

"Why", Jimin pouted, "did you wake me when I was having the best nap of my life".

"Don't exaggerate. You should sleep properly", Maira said as she pushed him off her lap and got up. At the same time, Jimin grabbed her waist and pulled her down beside him on the couch. 

"I have a better idea", Jimin said as he bent down and kissed her. After a few minutes, Maira pushed him away and stood up. 

"Come on. You should go to bed already, you need the rest". 

"Okay", Jimin got up, placing one last kiss on her palm. 

"You should rest too. I'll be going to bed first then. Don't stay up too late reading", he said as he went to the bedroom and plunked on the bed. 

Maira smiled as she grabbed her book and continued reading. She just wanted to finish one last chapter before going to bed. 

A/N: I think I was doing a series of cute prompts when I wrote these pieces. I really see Jimin being like this with his significant other, so sweet and considerate.

[astagfirullah-house]

Muse

Hira dug her bare feet in the wet sand, waiting for the waves to brush her toes and retreat. She could hear Suga standing nearby, humming the new melody he'd been working on. It was rare to see him so carefree and relaxed; Hira was glad she was able to convince him to step outside. 

Hira gathered her knees and rested her head on her folded arms, watching him with a half smile. She must have dozed off for the next thing she knew, Suga's arms were wrapped around her torso, his chin resting on her shoulder. 

"Hey", Hira murmured sleepily. "Did I doze off on you?". 

"Yeah", Suga replied watching the sun sink into the horizon. "I think I just found inspiration for my song". 

"Really? That's great. What's the idea?" 

"You sitting on the beach, dozing off with the most innocent look on your face". 

"Stop it. Seriously what is it", Hira asked. 

"Why must I repeat", Suga sighed as he got up and pulled Hira up. 

"Really? I am your inspiration?", Hira asked smiling. 

"No. Your sleeping face is. Now let's go", Suga turned around and started to walk. 

"Awww that's so sweet of you to write me a song", Hira giggled as she raced to catch up with him. Suga remained silent as she continued to tease him. 

"Whoa", Hira came to a sudden stop as Suga stopped walking and turned around. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close as their lips met. They kissed for a long time, until they ran out of breath. Suga pulled away, resting his forehead against hers, breathing heavily. 

"This was to shut you up for your incessant teasing", he turned around with a smirk. 

"You can't just do that so suddenly", Hira raised her voice at his retreating back. She was frozen at the spot, still reeling from his sudden kiss. 

"I'll leave you behind if I get to the car before you", Suga said not bothering to look behind at her. That pushed Hira into motion, walking quickly until she was beside him. She grabbed his hand and laced their fingers together, swinging their arms while walking back to their home. 

A/N: Re-reading this and I am dying of the cuteness

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Video Game

Bano raised her hand to tentatively knock on his door, wondering what he was even up to. She didn't know why she put up with his mysteriousness; just that she did. 

"Come in", Jungkook opened the door and motioned her in. He took the take out from her hands, smiling his bunny smile when she told him it was pizza from his favorite place across the street. 

"I didn't know what our plans are considering someone wants to stay mysterious all the time", Bano nudged him aside and walked ahead in the living room, where a blanket fort with video game controllers was set up. "This is was your plan?" Bano looked at him grinning as she ran towards the blanket fort, Jungkook walking behind. 

"Yup", Jungkook liked seeing Bano all hyped up."I challenge you to a duel", Jungkook said in a deep voice as he picked up his controller and handed Bano hers.

"Game on", Bano snuggled against the blankets and got comfortable. Twenty minutes later, Bano had won almost all games. "Don't let me win out of pity", Bano told Jungkook annoyed. She had never won before, but winning like this seemed cheating.

"I'm not. I'm just distracted", Jungkook said. 

"With what? There is literally nothing around to distract you. Get your head in the game", Bano said as she lightly smacked his head.

"There is you", Jungkook said grabbing her hand and pinning it against his chest. 

"W-what?", Bano stuttered as Jungkook smiled. His other arm snaked around her waist as he moved closer. 

"You are really distracting", Jungkook whispered before leaning his head down and kissing her.

"Also, you are terrible at video games and watching you try is really cute", Jungkook said as they both pulled away breathing heavily. "Let me show you how it's done".

Before Bano could get up, Jungkook grabbed her waist and pulled her down so she was sitting in his lap, her back against his chest. He handed her the controller, his hands over hers.

"Look. When you spot the red dot, don't even think. Just press this button", Jungkook said as his finger pressed against hers, pressing the button. "Hold the controller like this", Jungkook's hands moved over hers, adjusting the controller in her hands, "And keep these two fingers on these buttons at all times".

As Jungkook walked her through the game, it was Bano's turn to be distracted. She couldn't stop blushing at being so close to Jungkook.

"Bano, get your head in the game", Jungkook said as this time he was the one who smacked her head, laughing silently. 

He immediately got up, dumping Bano on the floor in the process and ran behind the couch. Bano got to her feet and if Jungkook thought she would come at him, he was wrong. She went for the pizza. 

"Wait no!", Jungkook yelled as she grabbed the box and made a run for it. They kept circling each other around the couch until Jungkook sighed and called a cease fire. "Let's watch a movie", Jungkook gave in and sat down, pulling Bano beside him. 

And in that moment, Bano wanted nothing more than to have someone like Jungkook next to her, laughing and cuddling and fighting over the last piece of pizza.

A/N: One of those cute moments I really wish would happen in real life 

[astagfirullah-house]

A Work Event

"Ugh!!" Hala groaned loudly as she slipped her feet in six inch heels. "I wish I could punch Mr. Do in the face for making me do this".

She grabbed her purse and slipped it on her shoulder and turned to look in the mirror one last time. Her red hijab was done up prettily, perfectly matching her floor length red gown and heels. It was a look that people would see on the red carpet, or a movie star's engagement. But that wasn't where Hala was going; she was going to a party hosted by one of the most successful business man in the country, and that too alone on behalf of her boss who couldn't spare an evening of not lazing around in his wrinkled T-shirts and black slacks; a look as unattractive as could be on a fifty year old man. 

"Imagine the networking you could do! The people you'll meet. Who knows maybe you'll meet a handsome man -"

"Ok yes thank you for giving me this opportunity. I couldn't be more grateful", Hala interrupted while putting on one of the most obvious fake smiles she could conjure up.

Now here she was getting out of a cab onto a literal red carpet! Hala couldn't believe it. But oh well whatever suit the rich businessmen's tastes.

She walked along the carpet to a set of stairs, and after difficult maneuvering in her heels and dress, she managed to make it up in one pieces. She flashed the bouncer - were they called bouncers Hala wondered - her invitation card and after a brief check of list she was gestured inside. 

"Thank god that went smoothly", Hala muttered as she walked inside to find quite a few guests already milling about in their expensive suits and cocktail dresses. The waiter came up to her and offered champagne which she politely refused before moving on to the giant hall. Just the magnitude of the event was giving her a headache; she needed to find a quite place to calm down before she would start to panic. Everyone knew she wasn't an extrovert, yet she had been chosen for this event for god knows what reason. 

As she moved through, stopping and introducing herself to a few familiar faces, she noticed a very familiar figure darting through; she excused herself from the man who was telling her how he managed to evade taxes again, Seriously these people! Hala thought while following the man in a well fitted tuxedo that showed off his broad shoulders and tiny wait. He had a stud in one ear and for a tiny moment he turned slightly so Hala caught a glimpse of his beautiful features; the perfect nose and pouty lips before he vanished into the crowd. She tried to follow as best she could before she simply gave up and sought refuge near a pillar and a fake potted plant. She sighed, leaning against the pillar and chuckled at her delusions; it couldn't be, here in this gathering. 

She was half smiling when she heard someone clearing his throat. She turned around to see a guy so handsome it took her breathe away. So it was true! He really was more handsome in real life! 

"Hello", Jin said to break the silence that was bordering on awkward.

"Hi" Hala blushed. At these times she wished her skin was darker so her blush wouldn't be visible. 

"I'm worldwide handsome, Jin. Why are you hiding here?". Typical of Jin to introduce himself this way, Hala thought. 

"I'm Hala . It's getting a bit too much, with all these people around. I'm taking a break". Hala mentally congratulated herself on speaking so smoothly. 

"Oh well coincidentally I'm taking a break too. So let's both take a break together" Jin made himself comfortable against the pillar. "So...you know BTS?" Jin asked innocently, and that made Hala laugh so hard she curled into a ball on the floor. 

"Oh god! You're real!" she exclaimed with tears in her eyes.

"Wahh! You thought I was unreal before? It's ok with beauty like mine people might not believe I'm real", Jin said while bending down to get on eye level with Hala . 

"Oh god you're just..." Hala was lost for words. Sure on TV his self-confidence seemed cute but in reality, it was something else. "Well, aren't you just the humblest person on the planet", Hala muttered standing up and smoothing her gown. Despite seeing Jin in front of her, she wanted nothing more to be left alone. Stanning someone from afar was one thing; having that person stand in front of her was quite another. 

"So what's that on your head? Is it a religious thing?" Jin asked. 

"Yeah" Hala mumbled. "It was nice meeting you. I have to make rounds now, introduce people to our company", Hala almost regretted speaking these words, but she was glad to get away from Jin. It was too much excitement for her introverted self. 

"Ok then let's go" Jin gestured towards the nearest men. 

"Hello! Nice to meet you. I'm Jin, the host's son. Please let me introduce Hala. She works for the uh ..." Jin turned around to look quizzically at Hala, his eyes urging her to finish his sentence. 

Hala stood there, stunned for a moment as his words registered in her brain. Host's son, which meant this party was throw by his...father? 

"Hala", Jin looked at her. "Tell these men about your company". 

She snapped out of her momentary confusion to look at three men waiting for her to talk. "Uh.. Hi. I'm Hala" She started talking about her company. 

An hour of constant chitchat with top business men and women of the country, almost always prompted by Jin with an air of confidence only he could possess, left Hala exhausted and once again standing by the pillar.

"So the rounds are made", Jin began. "My duty as a host is done. My dad will be taking over shortly, which means I can leave. Let's go out and eat something other than goose liver" Jin said as a waiter passed by with foie grass. "But I'm not paying for you. You should pay for yourself because of gender equality, you know".

That did it. All hesitation left Hala the moment those words came out of his mouth. "Yes! let's eat something. In fact let me treat you for helping me circuit this party" Hala said smirking. Well if he insisted on being so cocky then she would have to show him up.

"Oh yes. That would be great!" Jin said as he walked purposefully out the back door. "You know I can't leave from the front because of the media and the fans. I have to sneak around"

"Are you sure we can even go out and eat? I mean, some fans might mob you, you know, when they see you" Hala muttered sarcastically.

"Oh no that's ok. The ahjumma there knows me. I texted her so she will open an extra half hour for us so there won't be any other customers". He walked towards a Porsche, the car of Hala's dreams, and pulled open the driver's side door. "Come on! We don't have all night".

"Alright!" Hala grumbled as she opened the door and sat inside. He was almost getting on her nerves. "So...great job at the concert. I mean you guys were so good! Especially Jhope! He was amazing! And RM's speech about rainbows; it was so cute. And Jk's shoot dance and Yoongi's hammer dance; I swear I couldn't stop laughing. And V and Jimin were so cute singing like that together" Hala started chatting about their concert, trying to irk Jin by mentioning everyone but him. 

"Yes they were all good. Of course they were! It's BTS!" Jin seemed unfazed by him being skipped. "So Hala, tell me about yourself"

The ride passed with Hala and Jin talking comfortably, Jin occasionally making Hala laugh with his dad jokes. 

"We are here" Jin announced as he pushed open his door and got out, walking quickly towards the restaurant. He greeted the hostess and chose a table at the back, Hala trailing behind him. "Should I order for us? Unless you want to eat something specific?" Jin asked Hala politely.

"No its ok. You should order. I don't know what's good here" Hala said. They talked to pass the time until their food arrived. Hala was surprised how easy it was to talk to Jin; how comfortable he made her feel. When they were done with their food, Jin took out his wallet. 

"It's ok. You can treat me next time". They left the restaurant, Jin holding the door open for Hala.

Hala motioned to order a taxi when Jin yelled startling Hala. "Ya! What are you doing? It's late you can't go alone in a taxi. Let's go I'll drop you off". Hala protests were cut off by Jin opening his door and telling her to get in. Hala fed her address in the GPS and Jin silently followed the instructions. Feeling full from the food, Hala dozed off until they reached her house. 

"Wake up" Jin softly nudged Hala awake. "Is this the right place?" Jin asked to a sleepy Hala.

"Y-yes" Hala said in a sleepy voice. "Thank you so much. You didn't have to do this. Thank you"

"It's no issue. Now go in its late" Jin said. Hala got out, muttering a bye to Jin when he honked the horn. "I had a fun time with you. Let's meet again if you want" Jin said.

"Sure. That would be nice" Hala smiled as she walked inside. She smiled through her nightly routine till her head hit the pillow. After all what were the odds of them meeting like this.

A/N: Ok so Jin’s character is a little over the top but that’s what fics are for! We can re-imagine the characters and exaggerate stuff. Had so much fun writing this, Jin is a delightful character to write 

[astagfirullah-house]

Pool kinda day

Its a perfect day, light breeze, abundant sunshine and blue sky. A perfect pool day, Bano thinks as she walks up to JK and whispers in his ear. "How about we go to the pool today? ". 

JK turns around and grabs Bano by the waist, "only if you wear your red bikini".

Bano pushes away and while walking backwards she screams "maybe I will. Maybe I wont". She turns around and starts walking, with JK smirking and trailing after her. 

They reach the pool and Bano gets out of her seat and grabs her gym bag. 

"Where's yours? " Bano asks. 

"I'm not gonna swim. I'm exhausted after dance practice. I came for you only". Bano walks up to him and hugs him. 

"Thank you", she smiles. JK smiles back. 

"Let's go!". They walk hand in hand to the pool. 

JK is lounging on the pool chair when Bano walks in, her red bikini perfectly fitting her curves. She comes and sits by his pool chair. 

"Are you sure you're not gonna swim?". 

"Yeah", JK has trouble saying that one word with Bano so close. 

"At least sit by the poolside and dip your feet in the water. The temperature is perfect!" she grabs his hand and leads him to the edge. JK sits by the edge and Bano sits beside him, her head on his shoulder. 

"You work too much" Bano tells JK. 

"I know but it's part of the job you know". 

"Yeah" Bano says and gets up. 

"I'm going in" she runs back and does a cannonball splashing water on JK's white shirt. 

"Hey" Jk exclaims and looks down at his shirt which is now see-through. Bano comes up for air and smirks. She starts swimming, her strokes smooth and powerful all the while knowing what effect it has on JK. When she completes a lap she comes back to JK and stills herself with her hands on JK's knees. 

"So... How was I in the pool" Bano asks. 

"You were awesome, but you're not winning the Olympics anytime soon" JK laughs. 

"Oh you asked for it" she says as she pulls on his legs and he falls in the water. 

"Bano!!" he screams while chasing after her, both of them reaching the edge. 

JK grabs Bano's head and dunks her underwater. 

"Please" Bano says while laughing "Dont". 

She comes up for air and looks at JK who is staring at her. 

"What" Bano says while avoiding his intense gaze. 

"You know..." JK says while pulling her closer "We are alone in this part of the pool". 

"So..." Bano says while blushing furiously. 

"So.." Jk leans down and captures her lips in his. They kiss for  a long time, until they hear someone clearing their throat. The lifeguard.

"Guys its a public pool. Maybe elsewhere?". He walks away.

"Well..." Jk pulls himself out of the pool and helps Bano. 

"Let's finish this at home" He intertwines his fingers with Bano's.

[astagfirullah-house]

Couple by Accident

Suga had just dyed his hair. Again. A light blue, almost white. He was known for dyeing his hair excessively. He had no idea why he did except that he just liked to do it. It was that simple yet people wanted to make it complicated for some reason. 

He was on his way to his cozy room where he would hole up for the weekend, sleeping and working on his music. He didn't know why people would want to leave their rooms for so long, hanging out and socializing mindlessly, gossiping and what not. He would rather do stuff that mattered. 

Occasionally he would hang out with his friends, catch up and chat, but not often enough, and certainly not to mindlessly gossip. He preferred to talk about music, about stuff that mattered.

He was almost home when he got a message from a friend. A minute later he received a call from the same person. "No" Suga greeted. "I'm not coming". 

"But hyungnim. Please!" the younger friend whined. "I know you don't like to go out. But please this one time. I haven't seen you in so long. I want to catch up and maybe we can talk later about some stuff? I'm having a hard time hyungnim".

"Alright" Suga sighed. It would seem that he would do it for his friend. But this created a challenge for him. He would have to dress up. He was the least likeliest person to be excited about it, but he couldn't go without the costume; the younger would whine all night and it would get on his nerves. 

He switched on his phone and scrolled through bare minimum Halloween ideas, stopping at an extremely simple one. Something that could be done, especially with his newly dyed hair. He smiled as he called his stylist. He wanted to borrow a lab coat they used for one of their music video shoots. An hour later he rummaged through his closet, finding brown pants which definitely wasn't his - probably one of the members' - and pulled it out along with a light blue T-shirt. 

He quickly got dressed, deciding to air dry his hair to get the messy hair look that Rick perpetually had. He grabbed his keys and wallet and left the apartment, driving to the Bighit office. 

"Thank you for meeting me on your day off noona", Suga politely said to the stylist as she tried to find the lab coat. She asked him about his costume and when Suga mentioned Rick, she clucked her tongue.

"You need to put gel in your hair. Make it stand up". She led him to a chair and grabbed a hair gel from the shelf, using it to style his hair in a similar way to that of Einstein's. She then handed him the lab coat, reminding him to not damage it and left the building after locking up the dressing room. 

The house was decorated extravagantly. Pumpkins, lights, lanterns every and any Halloween associated prop was in sight. He walked up to the front door, passing a few drunk people yelling 

"Hey Rick, where's your Morty" to him. 

Before he could knock the door opened to reveal his friend. "You made it! And in a costume! I'm impressed. Come in". Suga entered the house and was dragged towards the kitchen where he was handed cheap beer. 

"This many people...can't have expensive beer you know" His friend muttered as he kept chatting about his amateur career, asking advice and listening attentively. This is why Suga loved his friend; he listened with so much passion, Suga could tell he was serious about his music. After an hour of chatting, the friend excused himself while Suga walked towards the main hall.

Plenty of people were dancing in the center, carefree and Suga had to move through quite a resistance to get to the back lawn. 

"Hey you guys are so cute!! Your costumes match so well!". Suga turned around to see a girl smiling up at him.

"Uh thanks" he said while wondering what on Earth the girl was talking about. 

"Yo Rick! Your Morty is the cutest! Did you pick the best one out of all the alternative universes?" A guy winked at him as he passed by. 

"You two look like a perfect couple!! Every Rick needs his Morty am I right or am I right?" a girl yelled smiled at him, clearly drunk.

Suga was so confused. He came here alone, why were people being so weird, he wondered. 

A minute later he shrugged and went out to the back lawn. He saw a slight figure already there standing with her back to him, a backpack slung over like a school kid. The backpack had the tag "Morty" on it, which is when Suga realized what all the comments were about. 

"I'm too busy! I have exams next week and I haven't even opened up my books yet. I'm not going. Its final" Hira was extremely frustrated. 

She wanted to enjoy her time but because of being a med student, it was extremely difficult for her. She was always busy with studying. She sighed as she opened her book and began studying.

An hour later she opened her phone to see 10 missed calls from her friend. "What" she answered. "WHAT?!" Hira was going to murder him. She was going to kill her instructor and then spend a happy life in prison. 

"Yes. It's cancelled which means you can come with me to the party. Hurry up! we only have two hours. I'll pick you up" She didn't wait for a response as she ended the call. 

Hira wondered what she could do. It was too last minute, she hated unplanned things and now here she was without a costume. She clicked open her phone and flipped through costume ideas, halting at Rick and Morty. Rick might be difficult given the almost white hair. Morty, on the other hand, was extremely doable. She opened her wardrobe, searching for her blue jeans and the lime green shirt she never wore. At least she could wear them today. 

Standing in front of the mirror she surveyed her costume. It was too...mainstream. People might not even recognize her costume. In a stroke of inspiration, she emptied her brown backpack, grabbed a sticky note, stapler and marker and hastily made up two name tags, one for her bag and one for her shirt - in case people saw her from the back or the front. 

Ten minutes later she was walking towards her friend's car. "Hey"

"Hey. Are you dressed as Morty? Well done you for such a last minute costume" her friend, who herself was in a cute Mario costume with the fake moustache and red cap said. 

They drove to the party with windows down, singing loudly to mainstream pop songs like they did back when Hira had enough free time to have fun. When the reached the party, Hira got extremely excited, bouncing on her feet while her friend tried to calm her down. 

"I haven't been to one in so long!" She yelled as she power walked towards the house. 

"Hey Morty! Did you lose your Rick?" some drunk guy yelled at them. Ignoring the boys, the girls went up to the door and opened to find the party in full swing. 

"I'll get some drinks" her friend said walking away while Hira tried to find a space on the couch. Giving up she leaned against the wall when a girl walked past. 

"Hey...Morty! Of course. This is so cute you know how you two matched so cutely" The girl talked fast. 

"Um who?" Hira was confused. What was she talking about? But the girl had already left. She spotted her friend weaving through the crowd and she grabbed the soda from her hand. 

"Let's dance" She grabbed her hand and pulled her towards an empty corner. After 15 minutes Hira had to take a break and step out in the back lawn. 

"Hey girl! If you're looking for your Rick, he's in the kitchen" a random boy walked passed raising his hand for a high-five. Hira reluctantly raised her own hand, wondering why everyone was talking about a Rick. As she was standing there, a guy walked up to her. 

"Why are you standing here alone Morty. Did your Rick ditch you to go to a super galactic adventure alone. Typical men" he sighed. 

Hira looked over at his costume, realizing he was Sherlock Holmes only after he pulled out a magnifying glass. 

"Hey. What's everyone talking about. Rick who?" Hira was genuinely confused.

 Was there a Rick running around claiming he was together with a Morty? With her? 

"Damn, that Rick messed up. Anyways gotta go my Watson is here". 

Hira turned around to look at him walking back into the house. This is weird she thought as she turned around. 

"So you're the one who keeps associating herself with me" came a voice from behind her.She turned around to see Rick, expecting some wannabe loser trying to win points by declaring himself not alone. Except, he was cute. As in cute af. With light blue, almost white hair that stood up every which way and pale skin, he really did look like Rick.  

"Well" he said.

"Um. So you're the one who is going around claiming you came to a party with someone. That someone is me by the way. And please don't say I'm with you." Suga didn't expect Morty to be a cute girl with a soft voice. But cuteness aside, did she just imply that he was the one going around telling people they were together. 

"Look. Whatever your issue is don't bring me into it". 

"You're the one bringing me into it" Hira said annoyed. They both fell silent for a while until suddenly Suga muttered a whatever and turned around. 

"Wait. Why did you do it? I mean it's not like someone would be unwilling to be your Morty", Hira wondered. He just gave her a look, that look. The famous 'are you still talking' look. It annoyed Hira even more. 

"Hey at least talk back, Rick!" she said, his silence getting on her nerves.

"Well, since you haven't realized what's happened, let me enlighten you. None of us said anything. People assumed because we were wearing couple costumes, we were together. Does that answer satisfy you", he directed his impassive gaze towards Hira who stared at him in shock. His voice was so attractive and she wanted to hear more of it. 

"So, since we are Rick and Morty and also alone, let's stick together. I'm Hira by the way", Hira trailed behind him trying to make him talk. 

An hour later, Hira was still at his side. But by now Suga was talking. He found her annoying, but also cute. Extremely cute. He usually didn't get along with people, but he did with her. She was as good a listener as a talker, and an hour passed by without him getting bored once. 

"Well. It's late. I need to go work on my music" he said as he excused himself and moved towards the door. 

Hira wondered if she would ever see him again. He didn't give her his number and was leaving just like that. 

"Hey" she turned around to see him standing in the doorway. "Treat me to food since you spent so much of my time talking about yourself" Suga said, still in that impassive way of his. 

Hira was realizing what kind of personality this boy had, tough exterior but a softie inside. She didn't take offense at that and instead agreed happily. She had a date! Sort of. A/N: This was inspired by a prompt. Imagine if this were to happen in real life, I would die from the cuteness

[astagfirullah-house]

Autumn Photography

Jimin was annoyed. Usually he had Taehyung or Jungkook, or even his hyungs to mess around with; today he didn't. They were all taking a much needed break with their families. He didn't begrudge them that, but he was still annoyed at the lack of a companion especially when he wanted to goof around. What was he going to do in a park alone? At a time when most people were at work or napping or just spending time with their families? He was sitting on a park bench, just gazing around when he spotted her. He smiled mischievously. Maybe he had just found the perfect companion.

Maira was annoyed. She loved taking pictures. However, she was used to portraits; landscapes never seemed interesting enough. She couldn't get the angles right when she wanted them to be perfect. Which is why, to improve her skills in that area, she had to photograph Autumn in all its glory for her photography class. Afternoon was the perfect time for her; the park was nearest to her school so she could always stop on her way back home. Which is what she did. Her tripod and camera bag slung around her, she went to the park.

Jimin was smiling. He was on his way back, deciding to work out and maybe dance a little. He was in a good mood now. His mischievous streak was satisfied for now; he could only imagine what the girl would think when what he did registered with her. He couldn't stop smiling, he hoped she would be back the next day same time so he could do it again. She was wearing a school uniform he supposed; maybe she would stop by again. 

Maira was smiling. She had finished her photography for the day. She had taken plenty, and if they turned out good enough, she might only have to go back once. She went to her dorm room, dumping her camera equipment on her bed. She quickly changed out of her clothes, eager to get back to her camera. She sat on her bed and pulled out her camera, laptop and connecting cable. Once the pictures were loaded, she took a moment to curb her excitement and opened the first picture. Autumn really was the best season, she thought. As she skipped through the photos, sudden realization dawned on her. What the hell?

Jimin was confused. He was teaching himself new choreography, and as was often the case, he got confused with the steps and mixed them up. Once he cleared up the confusion, however, his dance was unparalleled. Usually it didn't take him long to figure out the steps but today was special. Today he was distracted. He kept thinking about his time in the park and smiling to himself. Then he would mess up the choreography, trip and fall and his smile would be replaced with confusion. He didn't know why he was feeling the way he was about his day in the park. He shook his head and got back up to practice again. 

Maira was confused. It didn't seem like a coincidence, but maybe she was reading too much into it. She flipped through the photos just to be sure once again. They were the same. The beautiful landscapes of reds, browns and oranges were interrupted by a figure in black and white stripes and snapback. In every picture. In the same pose. His face and eyes covered with the cap and shades, making him difficult to identify. Gazing to his right, arms folded on his chest. It was a coincidence. Right?

Jimin was hopeful. He woke up and dressed. In blue and white stripes this time. He wanted to stick with stripes in case he saw her again. Same shades and snapback as the previous day though. He needed to have an obvious identifier for her to connect him to the same guy as yesterday. He wanted to see her again. He was hopeful he would. If anything, she would at least come back to re-take the pictures he had photo-bombed. He looked forward to doing it very much.

Maira was hopeful. She had almost convinced herself that it was a coincidence. Thinking about yesterday's shoot, she was confident she could finish the project today if her pictures weren't photo-bombed again. She would have to spend an extra hour though. This time she would be careful in taking pictures, keeping a lookout for any figures in her shoot. She would finish the project and go back to portrait photography again. She reached the park and set up her equipment. She carefully observed the landscape before taking pictures. Perfect, she smiled as she continued taking pictures.

Jimin was happy. Somehow he had found a new distraction. A fun distraction too. He hummed slightly as he walked back to the dance studio with a bounce in his step. He couldn't help but wonder what she would think. Would she be angry? Would she be amused? Would she see it as a cute joke or would she get offended? He hoped she would take it in good humor. She was too cute to risk angering. He laughed to himself. Suddenly he couldn't wait for tomorrow.

Maira was happy. She was sure this time there was no boy in her landscapes. She was sure of it. Consistent with her routine she dumped her stuff on her bed and quickly changed. Got her laptop, transferred the photos and loaded each one. Flipped through all of them. And then suddenly she spotted a black dot. So it wasn't a coincidence she thought as she zoomed each photo to see a head peeking from behind a tree, snapback and shades still present, though the stripes on the slightly visible shoulders were now blue. She huffed. She would have to get creative.

Jimin was amused. His thoughts were consumed by his 'prank' as he liked to call it. Even though his group members were back at the studio, his thoughts kept drifting to her. His hyungs and the maknae kept trying to get his attention, goofing around and wanting him to goof around with them. But he couldn't. They kept sneaking glances at him, wondering why Jimin had a perpetual half smile on his face throughout practice. Serious about his dance, Jimin usually practiced with full concentration. No smiles while practicing. But today was different. 

Maira was amused. She knew she should be annoyed. After all the more she photographed landscapes, the less she photographed portraits. But she wasn't. She couldn't believe this 'prank' by a total stranger. It was a refreshing sight, to find a random person in her pictures, it brought a smile to her face at least. Well this stranger better watch out; she had a few tricks up her sleeve this time. Maira was going to even out the score today.

Jimin was anxious. He did not expect this new turn of events. What was he going to do now? The girl was clearly trying to one-up him. Though she didn't seem angry about his interference at least. That was something to be thankful about he supposed. He tried to think of some way he could keep his prank going. He observed the girl from far away trying to think of something. She always seemed to photograph a few scenes repetitively. Perhaps because those areas were the most beautiful in the park. He was suddenly hit with an idea. It might be reckless, but it would certainly be fun. He wasn't sure if he could pull it off. 

Maira was anxious. Anxious to go back to her room and look at the photos. She was so sure this time there would be no snapback boy in her pictures. Her angle allowed no interruption; she shot tree branches and leaves ripping up the sky. No ground shots. She transferred the photos and zoomed each one carefully. Yes, he wasn't in the photos. She checked each photo twice, just to be sure. Until she reached the last photo. There he was. Hanging upside down from a tree branch, most of his body covered by leaves. Only his head was visible. Messy orange hair merging with the background. Ever present shades. What she thought trash on the ground was actually his snapback fallen while climbing up the tree. She got up and grabbed fabric paints and an old T-shirt. This was getting interesting.

Jimin was scared. He wondered what she would think. He didn't make it in most of her photos. Except one. Did that mean she had enough uninterrupted photos to not come back? Would this fun end with this stranger before he even knew her? He wondered while going through his morning routine. He had to do something. He liked looking at her. She was cute in the way she held her camera with the utmost concentration. The way she did a happy dance when she got the shot she wanted. He wanted to know her better. He grabbed a sticky note and some thread and needle. He had decided.

Maira was scared. Would the stranger show up again? Maybe she had taken it too far. Maybe she shouldn't have shot those angles, forcing him to climb a tree to get her attention. Maybe he would realize it was pointless; too much effort and not come back. She worried her way through school until she finally reached the park. She unbuttoned her school shirt in a secluded area. She was wearing a customized T-Shirt underneath. One she had made last night. If he didn't show up, the effort would be wasted.

Jimin was disappointed. He could see a girl, but it wasn't her. She wasn't wearing a school shirt. She was moving towards the tree where he had left his snap-back hanging on the tree. He knew it was her favorite spot to photograph when he left it there. But now someone else would see his snap-back. He moved closer, intending to retrieve his snap-back and thanking the random girl for finding it for him. When he got close enough, he saw something written on the back of her T-shirt. He discreetly moved closer to read. Snap-back: 3. Me: 0. Loser treats?

Maira was disappointed. She had not seen a sign of the boy. Maybe he really had gotten tired because of her weird angles yesterday. She wouldn't blame him; having to climb a tree to keep a harmless prank going with a stranger was too much. Maybe it was just a cute incidence that she would remember when she was old and grey. She was sure it would bring a smile on her face whenever she would remember it. At least she could finally finish her project today. She moved towards her favorite spot, noticing something on the tree. Moving closer to brush away the clashing black color, she noticed it was a snap-back. A square of yellow peeked out from its underside. Apology treat for ruining your shots. You in?

Jimin smiled. She was really cute up close. Almost a head smaller than him, cute round glasses perched up on her tiny nose. Big eyes that contained all the innocence in the world. "Hi", he said.

Maira smiled. Turning around, she finally saw him without his shades. His messy orange hair, eyes that turned into half moons because of his smile. Delicate features and loveliness etched into his skin. Charisma oozing from his persona. "Hi" She said.

A/N: I just incredibly love this piece. Usually I’m not too fond of my writings but I really love how this one turned out. It was inspired by a writing prompt when I was trying to improve my writing during NanoWrimo’18. Good old days

[astagfirullah-house]

Cuffs

- 1 - "Ugh, I hate working with him!!" Bano said to the mirror while the makeup artist tried to smudge her eyeliner. "Does he have to be so annoying" She grimaced. _And handso- no_ Bano stopped herself from finishing that thought. That insufferable human being cannot be attractive. Not at all.

"Ma'am they are requesting your presence" came the voice of a boy who was assigned to her and Jungkook both. 

It wasn't a glamorous enough production house to have a lot of production and support crew, but it wasn't small enough to not warrant any attention.

Bano sighed and stepped outside her trailer that she shared with another junior star and saw Jungkook steeping out of his trailer. _I hope he falls_ Bano though as Jungkook's effortless walk was interrupted by him tripping over seemingly nothing. He looked up to see Bano laughing loudly and scowled at her. 

"Sherbano good to see you in such a humorous mood. But then I guess since you're working with me that's to be expected". Bano's expression immediately soured and she turned away without responding. 

They both walked up to the set as the director started chatting with them. Thankfully both of them had memorized their scripts well. Though running lines with each other was not preferable but sometimes they both had to do unappealing stuff for their jobs. They were stars, but not big enough to be able to influence the selection of their co-stars. 

"Okay so you, Junho come in with your hand behind your back, and grab her hand ..." the director continued to explain the scene while both the costars listened attentively. Despite their unfriendly feelings towards each other, they were both good at what they did and that meant listening and understanding the scenes without letting personal feelings get in the way. "Positions!" the director yelled and immediately everyone began to clear the set and the actors took their places, Jungkook with a handcuff on his right wrist. "And action!" the director yelled.

"Please give me another chance" Jungkook said with as much emotion as he could bring in his voice and on his face. "I can't Junho, I'm sorry" Bano said sadly and turned away. "Stop, Yejee" Jungkook grabs her hang and swiftly handcuffs her left wrist. "Now you'll have to listen to me. I won't let you get away" Jungkook looked at Bano. The scene ended at Bano's horrified look. "Excellent!" the director yelled. "Good job you two". 

"Thank you" Bano and Jungkook bowed to the staff and the production crew around them thanking them for their hard work. Suddenly there was a commotion near them.

"I was carrying it but it slipped from my hand and fell in the gutter. What do I do!" they both heard the staff member say. With sudden horror Bano realized what this could be about. She rushed forward ignoring Jungkook's yells of slow down and used her free hand to grab the staff's shoulder. "What do you mean it fell! You're talking about the key to these" Bano lifted her handcuffed hands infront of her, and now even Jungkook looked horrified. 

- 2 -

"I'm so sorry!!" the staff member, her tag read Soha, said. "There's an extra but its with assistant director Yoon - these are her handcuffs, I mean her personal ones if you know what I mean - and she left to visit her grandparents in Jeju and won't be back by tomorrow at the latest" Soha was almost frantic, thinking she might lose her job over this. 

"It's ok" Jungkook tried to calm her down. "We'll manage, and don't worry you won't be punished. It was an accident" He - or they - went and explained the situation to the director and requested the day off. 

"What are we going to do" Bano almost yelled next to him. "I can't be trapped with you".

"Oh and I want to be trapped with you, you insufferable little ... thing!"

"Watch your mouth or i'll punch your teeth in" 

"Will you be able to reach my mouth shorty?"

"YOU-" she fell silent fuming with anger. 

After five minutes of both trying to calm themselves down, Jungkook reluctantly broke the silence. "What now? I mean where do we go?"

"We can't go to my place, I have a roommate and she's not gonna welcome a buy one get one free offer, especially if its of the opposite gender"

"Well, since we can't spend the whole day out, we have to rest. I'm pretty tired, how about my place? My roommate is out of town so it won't be awkward"

Bano hesitated for a moment, knowing that she would be going to his place - alone. But what other choice did they have? "Sure let me grab my bag". She moved, and unwillingly dragged Jungkook beside her to the female trailer and knocked on the door.

"Uh...there's a slight...situation here so is it ok if uh...Jungkook enters with me?" "Sure come on. Inha already changed and left" the makeup artist said as she opened the door and looked at their cuffed hands, and burst out laughing right in their faces.

"Thanks for asking how I'm dealing with this" Bano darkly muttered as she stepped inside. She accidentally knocked her bag and her stuff spilled out. 

"Great, just great" as she started gathering the items, Jungkook also bent down to help. 'Umm...uh...here. Sorry" Bano couldn't believe her eyes. Jungkook was blushing! and then she noticed what was in his hand and she started blushing along with him. "Umm thanks" she quickly stuffed the blue packet in the inner pocket of her bag.

They both left the trailer. Jungkook went to grab his stuff and then they both walked towards the parking lot. 

- 3 -

"Oh no. NO WAY!" Bano had almost forgotten that Jungkook rode a bike. A black, sleek and sexy bike that made him look 10 times sexier. 

"Look while I've always wanted to sit on a bike with the boy of my dreams, you're not that boy. Obviously. So let's catch a taxi and head to your place ok" Bano said trying to reason with him while her heart was yelling a lot of swear words with his name thrown in between. 

"Come on I'm every girl's dream boy. Besides you expect me to leave my bike here? No way!" he said approaching it. Bano stopped and dug her heels in, ready to take a stand. Jungkook glared at her and nudged her and for a few minutes they both had a tug of war match. Of course Jungkook won. His muscles weren't for show after all.

He opened the seat and grabbed a helmet for Bano. "Here. Now I know it's gonna ruin your hair and all but for safety reasons you have to wear it". Bano glared at him and grabbed the helmet, putting it on her head, struggling with the clasp. "Uff looks like I have to do everything for you" Jungkook mocked as he grabbed the clip and clicked it in place. 

"Oh please! it's because of the cuffs. Not because I can't do it by myself". 

"Sure sure whatever". He grabbed his helmet and put it on effortlessly. "Come on" he said as he swung his leg over the bike, connecting with something hard. He glanced back to see Bano rubbing her jaw. 

"YOU-" if only looks could kill, Bano's would have incinerated him in 2 seconds. 

"You shouldn't have stood close to me. Not my fault Sherbano" Jungkook shrugged.

"I think standing far would be DIFFICULT since we are HANDCUFFED together for the day Jungkook", Bano said trying to control her anger. 

"... JK"

"What?"

"My name. It's JK. Fells like my mom when you call me by my full name. Only mom and grandma call me Jungkook"

"Whatever" Bano huffed as she swung her leg and sat behind Jungkook.

"You'll have to grab my waist. To not fall off you know? because falling off is not good" Jungkook said in a patronizing tone.

Bano replied by grabbing his waist, making sure her watch bumped him hard.

 "Wait. We can't go! you can't drive with one hand. Let's grab a taxi" Bano was about to jump out when Jungkook tugged her hand. "I'm capable of driving with one hand. Besides, I can move the cuff till the middle of my forearm. You'll have to grab my arm and we'll have to sit more snugly. I'll be able to reach the handles". 

Bano was in no mood to argue anymore so she just sighed and grabbed his arm, digging her fingernails into his skin.

"Gently" Jungkook muttered. "I'm driving". 

He revved the engine and smoothly pulled out of the parking lot. Once on the main road, the bike gained speed and Bano found herself grabbing his waist tighter. He's so warm - What no! Bano!! he's as cold as his dark heart. Her inner monologue continued all the way to his apartment.

- 4 -

"Uhh you can let go of me. Though if you don't want to ... ouch" Jungkook jumped as Bano got off the bike and kicked his leg.

"Chill. I'm kidding. Let's go" He took off his helmet and Bano's and put them both in his seat compartment. 

They both go up in the elevator, both for once quiet and trying to ignore the awkwardness hanging in the air. They reached his floor and Jungkook opened his door. "Welcome aboard!" he said to Bano.

Bano was expecting the typical bachelor pad, and that is what she saw. Apart from the huge leather couch and black table in the tiny living room, PS4, Wii and a large TV took up space on one wall. There was an open kitchenette and two doors leading to the bedrooms, his and his roommate's. Jungkook opened one door and gestured "My bedroom" as if a salesman trying to sell an apartment. 

The bedroom was messy, with one wall covered with producing equipment - even though Bano had no clue what producing equipment looked like, she could guess from the Mic - and the other covered with a daybed. A built-in closet and an attached bathroom completed his room. 

"So I'm pretty tired. I'm gonna take a nap" Jungkook said as he moved towards the bed. He pulled out a built-in drawer and unfolded the mattress and suddenly the bed became a double bed. "You can lie down if you want" he offered.

"You can't be serious!" Bano looked incredulously at him. "I can't sleep in the same bed with you"

"Your choice" Jungkook moved forward and dived on the bed, pulling Bano along with him. She fell with an umph on top of Jungkook. For a few seconds both of them lied still, until Bano shot up and punched his chest. "What the hell are you trying to do".

"Hey sorry forgot about the cuffs for a minute. Relax. I'm not gonna have my way with you I have plenty of willing girls for that" Jungkook smirked at Bano. He lied down and pulled the covers over him while Bano sat at the furthest corner of the bed, their hands stretched between them. Jungkook's breath evened out and he fell asleep.

For a while Bano stared at the room, bare walls and plain curtains. She looked around trying to find anything interesting to keep her attention, staring at the production equipment. But she couldn't fight her exhaustion and heavy lids. Just for five minutes, I'll lie down and relax. she though as she lied down at the edge of the bed, closing her eyes.

- 5 -

Somewhere in the living room, Bano could hear her ringtone. But she was so cozy, her back was warm and her pillow was soft. She didn't want to get up and get her phone. She turned around and snuggled in her comforter, feeling relaxed and warm. Her consciousness was returning to her in bits and pieces; her wonderful performances, Jungkook's arrogant ass, the cuffs and bike ride, and then his - shit, Bano realized that she wasn't snuggling with her comforter, she was snuggling with her enemy! His hand was around her waist, his breath ruffling her hair, a slight smile on his face. Bano realized she was staring at him and suddenly got up, pushing his arm. It banged into the wall and woke up Jungkook.

"Wha- huh?" he looked around confused for a moment. "Oh you" he looked at Bano and turned around. 

"Get up! Don't you have anything else to do beside laze around" Bano retorted, trying to hide her blushing cheeks. Half-asleep Jungkook looked even better than fully-awake Jungkook, Bano realized. 

"Sure. Just five more minutes" Jungkook groaned.

"No. Get up!" Bano kept nudging her arm until Jungkook got annoyed. 

"Ok. Ok stop" he got up with a groan. His face became alert as a sudden realization crossed his mind. "Umm...how do we go to the bathroom?"

"Shit" Bano glared at him. "If you think -"

"What ? You think I want you to stand beside me while I pee? No thank you" Jungkook glared back.

"Oh alright then don't go to the bathroom till tomorrow genius" 

Bano couldn't believe this was happening to them.

They both sat down at the edge of the bed. "Well... the loo is right beside the door. So like one of us can stand outside while the other does .. uh business" Jungkook rubbed a hand against his neck, a nervous habit he couldn't seem to let go of.

"Ok...that sounds...ok I guess. And we could play loud music so that ...uh ...we don't have to hear anything we shouldn't"

"Right that sounds...right ok"

They both got off the bed, Jungkook grabbing his phone as he stood up. He played a heavy metal song with lots of screaming and raised the volume to max. 

"You go first" Bano said as she stood outside the door, closing it until it rested against their hands. 

Five minutes later they were both back to their usual bickering. "I'm not going to a mall so you can hang out with a bunch of your friends who would be as obnoxious as you I'm sure"

"Why are we even discussing this. I haven't seen them in months, I need to go" Bano said. 

"Well I won't go. You can go alone"

"Well sure. I'll just cut off your wrist. I'm sure you won't need your hand" Bano replied sweetly.

Ten minutes later Jungkook finally gave up. "Oh god my head is going to blow up because of your non-stop whining"

"Then let's go".

- 6 -

An hour later they were walking hand in hand in the mall. 

"Is it really necessary for you to hold my hand?" Bano whispered while smiling at the passing people.

"I'm sure if we don't people will notice our cuffs. And they won't be thinking nice thoughts about it either" Jungkook said.

Bano just sighed in response. It was getting tiring being stuck with Jungkook. And it wasn't even lunch time yet. 

They hurried to the café where she was supposed to meet her friends. She stopped for a moment to study her friends, already chatting happily with each other. L_ was as usual wearing her cool shades. H_ was laughing loudly. T_ was attacking the complimentary piece of bread. M_ was hitting W_ - probably because she made an inappropriate joke. She smiled looking at her friends. Finally she was gonna meet them after so long!

"These are your...friends?" Jungkook asked incredulously. 

"Friendship has no age limit" Bano said. She dragged him to their table. 

"There's our maknae", M_ said as she got up to hug her. 

"And an extra", T_ said as she smirked at Jungkook and their hands.

"Unnie! Its not what it looks like" Bano showed her cuffed hands to the girls.

"Oooo ... k-" Bano didn't catch what else T_ said but M_ started hitting her and W_ almost fell laughing. 

I shouldn't ask, I shouldn't ask in front of Jungkook, Bano muttered to herself. But she did anyway.

"Since when are you into...that kinda stuff" T_ said. The whole table erupted into laughter, Jungkook included. Bano blushed furiously. 

"Bano you little devil" L_ winked. "I like your friends" Jungkook whispered to her, while to the other he extended his hand. 

"I'm Jungkook. Sherbano's coworker. We had an act and the staff lost the key. The extra will take a day so for now we are stuck together" 

"Ooooo see its innocent" M_ glared at T_. "Yeah and disappointing too. Let's sit"  

- 7 - They all sat down. The conversation flowed easily as it always did in their chats. H_ and L_ made everyone laugh with their awesome sense of humor, W_ and T_ kept making dirty jokes in between, M_ kept hitting them with shouts of "Ya!" and doing aegyo and Jungkook surprisingly kept the conversation going. Bano hadn't felt as comfortable with Jungkook as she did here, sitting among her friends. She could almost believe that he was her friend too. Almost.

"So Bano" W_ started. Bano immediately got suspicious looking at W_ trying not to smile. "Is this the same guy you kept talking about?" 

"When did I ever talk about him" Bano feigned confusion.

"You know when you called him a bast-- " T_'s sentence was interrupted by Jungkook's muffled ouch. Bano accidentally kicked Jungkook instead of T_. 

"Are you sure this cuff thing was an accident? because the way you're playing footsie with him right now..." W_ trailed off.

"Are you sure nothing's going on" M_ joined in. Even H_ and L_ chimed in with ooos and ahhhs trying to tease the two. 

"Yes I'm sure" Bano huffed. "Lets walk around. I wanna buy some stuff". They left the restaurant and started towards the shops. 

"So Jungkook. Tell us about yourself" H_ said. 

"Umm nothing to know much. I wanted to be a singer so I came to Seoul for auditions. I lived in Busan originally. But I got scouted for acting instead. I get second leads mostly, but its good work. I do cover songs in my free time. Hopefully one day I'll be a lead character and maybe a singer too" Jungkook said. 

"Oooh so what are you currently working on with our maknae", L_ asked.

"Well it's kind of a drama/romance genre. Me and Sherbano are secondary characters, but we have our own arc. I'm a struggling musician who's supposed to be in love with this girl Yejee who's the creative art type. But as soon as we start to date more, double dating mostly with the main leads, Yejee starts to realize that I'm more in love with the idea of her that I made in my mind than herself. It's weird because Yejee is not the person I think she is, but I'm constantly trying to make her seem that way, misinterpreting her motives deliberately. She starts to realize this and leaves me but I'm not mentally sane. I'm struggling with my music and the idea of her is my muse, so I use her to make music that ultimately starts selling. When she tells me she's leaving I panic. I think I love her, but I also love my music. So the day she is supposed to move out of our apartment I come in with the handcuffs and trap her with me and lose the key. I can't let her go as that perfect person I have in my head, but at the same time I also can't let my muse get away. It's a kind of selfish love you know, almost to the point of an obsession" Jungkook suddenly stops. "Sorry I got carried away" he says sheepishly.

"No its interesting. Go on" M_ says.

While Jungkook is talking Bano is captured by how passionate he sounds about his character, how deeply he understands him. Maybe that's why acting comes naturally to him; he understands his character so well that he becomes that person. Maybe he's not so bad after all, Bano thinks as she watched him talk so enthusiastically. Maybe the air of confidence and arrogance he gave off was because he was that good.

- 8 - 

After long hours of chatting, T_making a joke about Bano needing to go to Victoria's Secret and Bano glaring at her, W_ nudging Bano so she kept bumping into Jungkook, M_ trying to make both of them talk to each other, L_ and H_ joking around, they finally end their time together.

"Bye" Everyone's hugging everyone and its chaos.

"Bring him around next time too. Preferably as your boyfriend" L_ told Bano.

"Unnie!!" Bano whined while they both walked away.

"So they seemed nice enough. How did you meet them? They don't even work in the same industry" Jungkook asked.

"Well. Umm we met at this fan event at the beginning of the year. It was awesome. We talked so much and enjoyed ourselves. We became fast friends. I know its only been months, and we all are at different ages and I know you're gonna say that it won't last ...but it will. Because its us" Bano looked at Jungkook, who had a strange expression on his face. 

"So...you were nerdy enough to attend a fan event?" Jungkook laughed loudly.

"Ya! there's more to me than meets the eye" Bano.

"So it seems" Jungkook said softly.

"This is not the apartment" Bano said an hour later. They were standing in front of a run down building's back door.

"How observant of you" Jungkook muttered as he moved towards the door. He knocked twice and a guard opened the door. "Hey", Jungkook greeted the guard. They bumped fists and chatted for a while and then he lead them in, looking curiously at Bano.

From inside came loud chatter of voices and music, flashing lights and sensory depravation. Or that's how it seemed to Bano who had never come to a place like this.

"Where are we" She shouted over the loud music.

"What do you mean? You've never been here? It's a bar"

"A what?" 

"A BAR"

"WHAT? You brought me to a BAR!!!" 

"Yeah well you met your friends. I have to meet mine"

- 9 -

"Let's dance"

"No"

"Don't be a loser. We're here to have fun"

"YOU are. I'm not"

"Well I can't very well dance alone because WE ARE STUCK TOGETHER" Jungkook said in exasperation. "Look I know you're mad that I introduced you to Jimin and Taehyung as my girlfriend but what else was I supposed to say? With your hand in mine? I couldn't tell them about the cuffs they wouldn't let me live that down. Come on please?"

It was the please that did it. Jungkook had never said please to her before. Maybe she shouldn't be angry, but when he introduced her as his girlfriend, her heart skipped a beat. She was more angry at that than anything else. How she went from bashing his head in to somewhat finding his company tolerable, even likeable, she didn't know. Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't judged her for her friends, all older than her. Or the fact that he didn't find it weird that they sort of met randomly through a fan event and mostly communicated through Whatsapp. Or maybe it was how he got along so well with them, and how they liked him so much. She knew they liked him because as much as her unnies were shameless in their chat, they were shy in real life especially in front of boys. And yet they talked so freely with him as if he was one of their own.

At this rate, her head was gonna explode. 

They both got up from their bar stools and ended up on the dance floor. It was actually fun dancing in this crowd of people, where people couldn't see clearly and judge others. They both danced together for a while until Bano told Jungkook she had to sit down.

"I'm exhausted" Bano said sitting heavily.

"Yeah me too" Jungkook said breathing hard.

They sat down, each facing the opposite direction because it was just too awkward. The way they danced on the dance floor - carried by the frenzied atmosphere - as if they actually were a couple. Bano found it hard to look into Jungkook's eyes. They tried to lean away as far from each other as they could, stretching their cuffed hands.

Bano was sipping a coke when a guy sat beside her. 

"Wanna dance?" the guy asked Bano.

"Umm no thank you". 

"Oh come one! Just one dance. After that I'll leave you alone". 

"Umm". Maybe dancing with him will make me take my mind off Jungkook, Bano was just about to reply when Jungkook spoke.

"Backoff. She's my girlfriend". 

"Oh ok sorry dude" the guy went away to dance alone.

"Hey I wanted to dance with him". 

"Yeah I'm sure when he asked you to dance he wouldn't have appreciated a third wheel" Jungkook lifted their cuffed hands to make a point.

"Oh alright! you're right" "Bano sighed. She suddenly felt extremely tired. "Can we leave?"

Jungkook was about to protest when he looked at Bano and saw how exhausted she was. "Ok. Let's tell Tae and Jimin we're leaving. The other hyungs just arrived, let's greet them and get out of here"

"Thank you" Bano couldn't believe she just thanked him. She wasn't in her right mind she decided. She needed rest. 

- 10 - 

They went home and ordered pizza. They both tried to wash up as best they could given their circumstances without either of them falling flat on their face or yelling at the other. Once they were done they came out and sat in front of the TV. 

"Let's play Wii" Jungkook picked up the remote and switched it on.

"Uff games" Bano huffed. "I never understood the fascination".

Five minutes later their was a lot of yelling going around. Bano and Jungkook's competitive side was showing as they continued the racing game trying to beat the other. So far Jungkook had won two games and Bano one, but she was determined to win this one too when the doorbell rang. 

"I'll get it" Jungkook paused the game and got up and suddenly fell on his butt. "Ow. Forgot about the cuffs. You'll have to come with me" he said to Bano and they both got up to get the pizza.

"I was clearly winning"

"Yeah right!! you won only one game. I won two"

"Yeah well if the pizza guy hadn't interrupted I would've won this one too"

"Sure. If you're delusional that is"

"I'm not. I was gonna win admit it"

"Ok ok let's call it a tie and watch a movie while eating ok?" Jungkook got up and turned on the TV. He pulled up the Netflix screen and handed Bano the remote. "Select one".

"How about a romcom" Bano looked through and found The Vow. "Let's watch this one it's my favorite". 

"Ugh ok. But only because I'm too tired to argue". 

"Sure sure. Whatever you say". 

- 11 -

Before they knew it, the box of pizza was empty and their bellies were full.

"Don't you think it's too much for her, how he's hell bent on trying to pretend everything's normal without thinking about her? I mean come on! She lost her memory. If you want what's best for her then let her go with her parents even though they are awful. But maybe that would be good for her!"

"No you see, it's not just her whose world has changed. I mean think about it. Leo is scared. His wife can't remember him. Like at all. If he let her go then she might not come back". 

"Yeah but if he loves her he should want her to be ok. He shouldn't be thinking about her leaving him" Bano said.

"But see that's the thing. He loves her but he's also selfish. He wants to keep her no matter what. He's not really thinking about her as much as he's thinking about himself too. He loves her so he doesn't want to let her go. He can't see how much she's confused because he's thinking about himself and how confused he is too. Love isn't as unconditional as novels say. It's usually tinged with selfishness. That's what this movie shows. Do you know its based on a true story? It's brilliant!" 

Bano could hear the same passion she had heard earlier in his voice. I guess he has a thing for real depiction of daily life in movies. That's why he's so picky with his roles. She was starting to understand this person a little better. Bano could no longer fight the exhaustion. Through half lidded eyes, she saw Paige breaking up with Leo and going back to her family. Even though she knew the ending, it still made her sad. Her head drooped onto Jungkook's shoulder but she didn't move away. Instead she snuggled into him. Maybe she was too tired to make up excuses anymore, or maybe she didn't want to anymore. She couldn't care at the moment. It had been a long and exhausting day, Jungkook wasn't as bad a person as she thought, she was sleepy and so she didn't care.  

"Umm Bano" Jungkook nudged her.

"Hmm". It was the first time he didn't refer to her by her full name. She snuggled closer and Jungkook sighed. 

Jk. I should call him Jk. After today I'm sure we're friends. She felt him move and suddenly her cuffed arm moved behind her back as Jk grabbed her and picked her up bridal style. It was a little uncomfortable, but with cuffed hands he couldn't pick her up in any better way. 

He laid her down gently on his bed and pulled the covers over her. Not knowing what else to do, he laid down beside her and put a pillow between them - that was as much of a gentleman as he was gonna be.

Two hours later he still couldn't sleep. He kept staring at Bano, sleeping so peacefully and looking so different than the person he chose to see every time they met on set. He thought she was shallow and snobby but it had turned out she wasn't. She really wasn't that person. He smiled to himself and saw her opening her eyes. 

"What time is it?" She asked through half-lidded eyes.

"It's ok. It's only 4am. You can sleep more" Jungkook said but by now she was a little more alert. Thankfully she didn't jump this time when she realized they were sleeping in the same bed.

"You know, you aren't as bad as I thought" Bano whispered.

He suddenly had the strongest urge to kiss her, so he moved forward, his forehead resting against hers, his lips inches away from her asking permission.

When she didn't move away, he covered the distance and pressed his lips to hers, grabbing her cuffed hand in his and threading their fingers together, his other hand on her cheek. He kissed her for a long time until they were both breathless.

"Well, you aren't so bad yourself" Jungkook said with a half smile, still breathing hard. Bano shrugged and kissed him in reply, moving down his throat and back up.

"Umm Bano slow down. I know I'm hot and all, but let's not move too fast yeah?" Bano smacked him with a pillow in reply and suddenly they both began a single handed pillow fight. 

They laughed and talked and kissed all night long, and when the next morning came, they surprised the crew with their quick smiles and shy glances at each other. 

A few weeks later they would officially start dating, a year later Jk would land a lead role in a drama that would go viral. Four months later Bano would be his co-star as a main lead in another drama. Two months later they would both be asked to star in a movie. They would move in with each other at the start of the production and approximately 60 days later, as soon as the movie production would end, Jk would get down on one knee on the last day at the production studio and propose to her. She would say yes and the production crew would cheer. By the time the movie would premiere, around 6 months later, they would be married and attend the premiere as a happily married couple. Another few years they would both be nominated for Oscars and after the third nomination they would win the award for "Best Foreign Film". They would have 3 kids, twin girls and a boy and they would see them grow old and struggle for their passions. They would happily grow old together, and when the day came they would be buried next to each other. 

But for now, they continued talking blissfully making up for time lost in hating each other. 

- 12 -

~Every night I close my eyes and pray we have forever 'Cause I love the way we're growing old together~ -Richie Mcdonald

- The End -

A/N: This fic is really close to my heart. It’s my first story with kind of a plot. Usually I’m not good with writing long pieces since I lose attention easily so I really love my effort on this one

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White Sheets - A Hoseok Fic

Your date was amazing. You still can’t get over the fact that you are dating J-hope, the sunshine of your life. You get to wake up to his beautiful smile, and fall asleep next to his warmth. You cook with him, and cuddle into him. You love him so much and he loves you back. 

You are on a romantic walk outside your apartment, fingers intertwined, arms swinging, laughing and talking to this amazing person beside you. He tells you stories about his day and you tell him stories about yours. It is a perfect day made more perfect when he jokingly pokes you on your side. 

“Stop it!” you run away laughing, him chasing behind you, making his special sound effects that you love so much. 

You run into the apartment, him chasing behind you until you stumble and fall onto the bed. He hops up on the bed and tickles you until you cant breathe when suddenly he stops and gives you his intense look that so rarely graces his perpetually smiley face.

Suddenly you realize the position you are in; he slowly leans forward and kisses you until you forget what you were laughing about. You forget your date, his smile, your name until all you can remember is how to feel; every nerve in your body is singing. It happens slowly; you and him together, your clothes a pile at the foot of the bed. And at the end you fall asleep in the arms of this man. Your man, you smile as you drift off to sleep. 

The first thing you hear is deep breaths beside you. The second thing you notice is the feel of soft sheets on your body. You yawn and stretch and look over at Hoseok; he’s still asleep, his chest moving to the rhythm of his deep breaths. You can’t stop looking at him; his eyes, his nose, his lips that you felt on every part of yourself last night. You still can’t believe this perfect human being is in love with you.

A/N: This was inspired by this fanart by a super talented person long time ago (I lost the art and forgot the name) 

[astagfirullah-house]

Happy Birthday - A Suga Fic

"Open the door" Hira yelled at the person behind the piece of wood blocking her way. "Come on!" She banged hard on the door. 

"What?!" Suga opened the door to genius lab. "What now?" Despite his words, his mood seemed... better than last time Hira visited. 

"Nothing. I just came to see how you're doing" Hira said. 

"I'm fine thanks" Suga said while motioning to close the door. 

"Wait. Aren't you forgetting something" Hira asked. 

"Umm... Am i supposed to remember something?" 

"Forget it" Hira sighs. Maybe it was too much for her to expect him to remember. 

As she turns around she feels a hand at her elbow. Suga pulls her hard and she ends up in the studio where at the center is a table with a birthday cake. Hira is so shocked she stands for five minutes just staring at the cake. 

"Are you going to stare at it hoping it ends up in your mouth? " Suga smirks. 

"Umm" Hira still can't recover from her shock. "Go eat before I finish it" Suga says. Almost as an afterthought he side hugs her and says "Congratulations, you're one year older. Now blow the candle and make your wish preferably sometime today" He motions her forward. 

Hira moves forward and blows the candle, wishing for her sister's health and happiness, and her happy ending with Suga. 

"Great. Let's eat" Suga begins cutting the cake. "Here" he hands her the plate and begins eating his cake. Since Suga is not too fond of sweets but loves coffee, the cake is of course coffee flavored with a bitter aftertaste. 

They both eat quietly, Suga enjoying the cake and Hira still in shock of how Suga remembered her birthday.

Later, Hira would find a long text message from Suga wishing her a happy birthday and a birthday present waiting for her in her room. But right now she was happy enough to share her birthday with Suga. 

A/N: If there are any punctuation/grammatical errors, please forgive me!