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Lone Wolf: Teaser

"Alpha," you moaned, low and quiet, with a breath-taking neediness that even Yoongi struggled to ignore.

"Fuck," he breathed as you nuzzled against his skin. Yoongi fought to keep a grip on his senses. "Why the hell did you bring this fucking omega here?" He groaned and forced himself to pull his hands away before he could get caught up in your smell. He wanted it covering his skin. He wanted it all over him like it was all over Jungkook.

"What else were we supposed to do? Just leave her there?" Jimin knew it wasn't the greatest idea, but you were in a crisis, and any port in a storm would do.

"No," Yoongi groaned, hanging onto the edge of his sanity by his fingertips. "Who would even let an omega out of their sight in a state like this?" It was unfathomable, unconscionable. Even now Yoongi's instincts were screaming at him. Get her inside the house. Get her in the nest. Protect omega. Breed her. He forced himself to take several steps away from you and gulps of what he hoped would be fresh air. Just enough for his rational brain to remind him that he could not and would not breed a random omega he just met. No matter how good she smelled.

Jungkook couldn't help but feel a little grateful he hadn't been an alpha. It wasn't the first time he'd thought so, but watching the elder male struggle now, he was keenly aware of it. "Jimin, go calm Yoongi hyung down before he mounts the poor girl."

Yoongi let a low growl start in his chest and neither of them were sure if it was toward Jungkook or the image his words conjured. Jimin obeyed and went to pin Yoongi between himself and the wall of the house. Jimin's lavender had never been strong, but he did his best to exude as much of the calming scent as possible, and Yoongi buried his nose against Jimin's scent gland until he was able to think more clearly.

The front door was yanked open, revealing the pack's other three alphas, and one very annoyed omega. From the doorway, all Hoseok could see was Jungkook, and all he could smell was your heat-sweet scent coating the beta's body.

"What the hell is going on? And why the fuck do you smell like another omega?" Hobi demanded.

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My Soulmates 3-Teaser

Genre:Soulmate AU, fluff,angst, eventual smut

Pairing: Idol Jimin x Lawyer Reader x Idol Jungkook

Warnings: some swearing (Y/N has a trash mouth sometimes)

A/N: I didn’t like where I had the story going so I am rewriting some stuff for chapter 3/4. Here Is a little teaser after Y/N has found out about Somi and an argument between her an Jimin. I’m not sure when I’ll post the chapters but hopefully within a few weeks 😘

Credit to gif owner lovetenshi

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“I don’t believe in ultimatums Jimin. I believe in choice and if you can’t make one I will make one for myself. I understand you have feelings for her and don’t want to hurt her, but I won’t allow you to hurt me or Jungkook in the process because you can’t decide to stay or leave.”

“What are you saying?” Jimin asks, eyes on me as I take a step back.

“I’m saying that her feelings are not my concern. I am not responsible for making sure she is comfortable with our relationship. I’m saying that I won’t continue to allow her feelings to come between what could be an amazing love story between the three of us and I won’t put my love on pause for her. If you cannot see a future with us then I will not make you stay. I will not apologize for being your soulmate nor will I allow her to try and break our bond. That is on you. You alone need to decide what it is you want. And if it’s her then I will not stand in your way. I won’t be the reason you are miserable or angry and I will never be the reason you walk away because I care for you. Hell Jimin I love you but I won’t be second choice. I know my worth. Jungkook sees my worth. I AM worth being loved. So you need to make your own choice. My choice is to walk away right now.

I take a deep breath and turn to walk away as I feel my heart breaking. Suddenly arms wrap around my waist from behind and I feel his tears in my neck. “I don’t know what to do” he says.

I turn in his arms, hand coming up to caress his cheek. “You can only do what makes you feel complete my love. Only you know what that is. Not me, not Somi, not Jungkook, not the boys or anyone else. Only you can make this choice and at the end of the day be happy with your decision.” I swipe the tears with my thumb, and lean in to kiss his cheek. I remove his arms from my middle and back away. “I will always be here for you in whatever capacity you need me to be even if that’s only as a friend. I have to go Jimin. I have an appointment with some managers across the building. You know how to find me”. With that I turn and walk out of my office leaving Jimin to think about our conversation. I swipe my own rouge tears away as I spy Jungkook waiting down the hall a look of concern in his eyes while asking me if I’m ok.

“I’m not sure” I answered honestly.

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Hot Hobilicious being served to us fresh off of Hobipalooza. Yu-Mmmmmy 🥰

candy girl (sneak peek)

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🖇 synopsis:

— you met online with him requesting to fund your lifestyle. no idea who he is or what he looks like, but his offer is too appealing to deny. so you agree, sure you’ll never meet this man in person. but what happens when a regular at your club seems to feel a bit too familiar…

pairing: rapper!hoseok x stripper!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: poly vmingi. jungkook x oc. namjoon x oc. yoongi x oc.

genre: smut!! idol au, sugar daddy au, sex worker au, hidden identity, some angst…

updates: based on comments nd reblogs.

coming: september 14th!

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

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Jimin's beautiful beach sunset photo collection 🥺

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you are so strong!🥺💜❤

Thank you. Strong no…surviving yes. Relearning the little things like gaging where something is like the walls and steps, or focusing on a computer instead of talk to text. My self esteem took a huge hit and I was in a dark place that’s for sure but it was time to pull up my big girl pants and accept my new normal. Thank you for the support it means so much more than you will ever know. 🥰😘❤️

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I have finished therapy TODAY and will be picking back up where I left off a year and a half ago with My Soulmates very soon. The Therapy was more for my mental health after losing my eye. I was not lucky enough to keep it and had it removed last year. It has taken a mental toll on me. I lost a lot the past couple years including a relationship and job. But I have worked hard to overcome these obstacles with the help of family, friends and a new love. And I love love Love all the authors on this site because they helped me continue my love for BTS and fanfics. Thank you for all your support albeit unknown by you because you all shared your stories of struggles and success. See you all soon Lovies 🥰

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🚨🚨🚨THIS IS NOT A DRILL FANFIC ENTHUSIASTS 🚨🚨🚨. I repeat not a drill. The Taehyung Texting AU is ON👏🏼IT’S👏🏼WAY👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

The End is You and I [Taehyung x Reader] - COMING MAY 15, 2022

Everyone has always considered y/n a wise soul. Her whole life, everyone, even her older brothers, have come to her for advice so when her psychology class requires a creative final project, she decides to create an anonymous “advice column” on Twitter. What she doesn’t expect is a DM from her long time crush and best friend, Kim Taehyung:

“How do you know if you’re in love?”

Genre: College!AU, F2L, Angst

Warnings: 🔞; subject to be added to.

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If you love texting AUs then I got you. Welcome to @yonkimint and some of the most amazing, funny, brilliantly written stories on this site. ❤️. Please take the time to read the latest fic with Namjoon being a literal bias w r e c k e r 🥵🥵🥵

All I Need Is Me [Namjoon x Reader] - COMPLETE

A bad breakup. A new company in need of start up funds. A competition in Vegas. Two strangers desperately in need of a new start. What could possibly go wrong?

Genre: Strangers to Enemies to Friends to Lovers (in no particular order 😂); rapper!Namjoon x producer!Reader

Warnings: 🔞seriously, 18+ only, minors DNI, alcohol consumption (legal age), mentions of sex, cursing, lots of angst, subject to be added to.

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This series is quickly becoming one of my favorites. It is written very well and I’m loving the stalker vibes from practically everyone

Serendipity

So what if your love is a little obsessive? You’d literally kill for that special someone. How is that not romantic? 💖

⋆ Jimin x Reader + sub-pairings ⋆ word count: in progress ⋆ yandere, college social media au, idiots to lovers, smut, angst, fluff, slash, 18+ explicit smut (mm, mf, ff, threesomes), infidelity, character death, obsessive/stalker behavior, unfaithful behavior, lgbtq characters, shipped members, more tags to add later!

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Me reading chap 4. My new obsession!!!

War Of The Hearts: #4

✽Pairing - OT7 x reader (DJ) and OT7 x Lily

✽Word Count - 5.6k

✽Ratings - 18+

✽Genre(s) - Mafia Au, Angst , Fluff, mentions of smut.

✽Trigger Warnings - Mentions of Death, Mentions of Trauma , minor alcohol consumption, mentions of torture and shootouts and mentions of bloodshed, Mentions of Drugs, Attempted Murder, A little manipulative behavior, A shootout, A little Detail of torture (Please do not read this if it triggers you), a lot of cursing.

✽Summary - You've been lurking in the shadows, protecting the seven of Bangtan even if it means you must give your own life. After all, that's what you do when you are in love with someone irrevocably. That pain seems to be minuscule in light of their safety. But it was never about you, for all you are is a speck of dust in the universe they have created for them and their girlfriend. Your heart's at war, but it's fine, you can smile through the pain as long as it means they smile- for her.

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You drifted in and out of consciousness, Which was limited only till hearing voices. No matter how hard you tried You couldn't open your eyes. You kept hearing voices in your head, Voices outside your head, But you recognized none of them though.

After what felt like a hundred years, You felt the energy to get yourself to make a movement, You felt yourself floating to the surface, Becoming more aware of the strange smell, Which was faint by the way, But you could smell it. You could hear the voices around you more clearly, And finally after a conscious and unconscious struggle you could gather the courage to open your eyes.

You shifted a slight bit when your eyes opened slowly and pain shot through your abdomen straight through to your brain.

“DJ you're awake, Thank lord.” A gruff voice greeted you and you strained your eyes to see the owner of this voice, Marco. Jeh’s Boyfriend of seven years.

Marco pressed a light kiss to your forehead and you blinked in acknowledgement, Your throat was parched and you were already feeling like you could swallow up an entire lake. The lake rang a bell and the last thing you remembered was the cars and the lake.

You tried a little hard to open your eyes fully and the similar pain shot up. The room came into focus and eight faces greeted your vision but not the one that you wanted to see desperately, Jeh.

Marco being here started raising a lot of questions in your hazy mind and you abruptly tried getting up, The fear of the worst hitting you all of a sudden.

“DJ just keep lying down please, Don't strain yourself.” Marco tried to get you to lie down but you struggled in his grasp, Namjoon walked forward and held you but you ended up struggling even more.

“Jeh? Where is Jeh?” You croaked and Marco used his strength to make you lie down. You looked at him with tears in your eyes, Why wasnt anybody telling you about Jeh? Marco sighed and immediately a sadness crept over his face. You shivered a little looking at the expression praying to every damn force in the world to keep Jeh safe. He was the only one that held you sane, He had to be alright.

There was so much left that you yet had to achieve with Jeh on your side, He was your oxygen. Your best friend, Your soul and the calm to your storm.

“Jehs alive.” Yoongi’s voice calmed you a little but you noticed the unreadable expressions on their faces.

“But?”

“He’s in a coma.” Marco’s voice cracked a little and the world turned dark for you, Coma? What the fuck had happened yesterday?

“What? What happened?”

“Yoongi shot you, Meanwhile your men and Jeh got bruised up when Ivanovs men tried to ambush them at your warehouse. They were here to kill Yoongi, You and Jeh.”

“I understand they came to kill me, But why her and Jeh?” Marco looked at Yoongi like he was about to throw a punch in his face but he was visibly holding back. You looked panic in confusion at the two men. You had no idea what the actual fuck was going on?

“Don't pretend like you dont know.”

“No I don't.”

“You muddled up with Ivanov for that stupid new drug and This stupid woman went all the way to Bratva Doktor to make sure Ivanov didnt double cross you with his fillers. All the way to Bratva Doktor.” Marco thundered and the entire room fell silent.

“Bratva Doktor?” Jungkook’s eyes widened, and you looked down. They didn't need to know this.

“Yeah Bratva Doktor ! Head of the biggest Syndicate in russian mafia, He’s a bloody godfather. She did that for you. And you say you didn't know?”

“Well we would have if you had let us in this damn room for six days.”

“Oh please i wouldn't let you anywhere near her if i could.” Marco charged forward and Yoongi did the same, Jin and Hoseok separated the two men. You watched the scene in front of you with tears in your eyes.

“Try me, I will be here.”

“I am not fucking scared of you guys, Chicken shits.”

“Who the fuck did you call a chicken shit?” Yoongi spat and you had had enough. Absolutely enough.

“Stop it you two.” You croaked in your weak voice and the two men stilled in front of you.

“Don't overwhelm her.” Namjoon commanded and Marco scoffed.

“Says the one who put her in a fucking hospital bed.” Marco threw a taunt straight at Namjoon’s face and Namjoon immediately radiated murder. This had to stop. You needed to see Jeh.

“I said, '' Stop it. Where is Jeh?” Your voice got a little stronger. Jeh was important now, The rest could go to hell.

“I need to see Jeh now.”

“DJ you're not okay, You were down for six days. Please lay back.” Lily came forward, and you put your hand out to stop her.

“I said I need to see Jeh.” You spoke out with the maximum strength you could muster inside you.

Marco and Namjoon immediately rushed forward to help you out of the bed, You tore salines off your hands, If they wouldn't take you, You would go by yourself.

“Dj jesus woman calm down.”

You threw one stern look at Lily and that shut her up. Marco and Namjoon held you as Taehyung opened the door for you guys. There was no use struggling, They were not letting you go alone.

You took slow steps towards the corridor of the VIP section with two people holding you for support, The pain shot through you at every step you took, But the pain didn't falter your intention seeing Jeh, You needed to see him. Even if it meant you'd die after seeing him.

The door to the room opened and the loud beeping of the machines reached your ears, You took in a sharp breath, Just how seriously injured was he.

The moment you saw Jeh, a loud wail left your mouth and your legs gave out and Namjoon held you to his chest. Jeh was lying right there, battered, bruised and with blood clots all over his face.He laid motionless on the bed with a shit load of devices attached to him. You sobbed hard while Namjoon patted your head.

You looked at the heartbroken Marco who was lovingly patting Jeh’s head, Tears streaming down his face as the guy watched his lover lay there.

You freed yourself from Namjoon’s grasp and took a seat near Jeh, You took his bruised hand in yours and the worst form of anger coursed through your veins, Fire lit up your brain. Ivanov was going to pay for this, Oh he would. He would pay in a way that would rip his soul right out of his body. Nobody, Absolutely touched Jeh and got away with it. You would never let that happen.

You wiped your tears away and stood up, This time although the pain was still present, You no longer needed the support. Everyone watched you as you took Jeh’s broken phone next to the table and dialled the Chongbin, The second in command.

He picked up at the first ring, Giving you a sense of relief he was safe.

“Chongbin I need you to book a charter flight for me to Moscow, I need a car to take me to Novosibirsk.” Chongbin noted the details you gave out and gave a confirmation.

“Chongbin send our men to Volgograd, To the Lenin Volga-Don shipping Canal. We need our four targets Andrei, Egor, Mikhail andArtyom Ivanov. Keep tabs on them, Don't let them run away, Wait for my orders. If they try to escape, Do what you need to do but I need them alive. I need them alive when they are delivered to me.”

You heard a loud gasp at the end of the call and Chongin stammered a yes, and you hung up. Ivanov had gone underground the moment the shit had hit the ceiling with Bangtan. He had no business coming for Jeh, You never hurt anyone from his side. All you did was keep a tab so that Yoongi couldnt be harmed. He had safely arrived to /korea and left Korea even when he had threatened Yoongi. You had done nothing.

There was a pin drop silence in the room. Marco had rubbed away his tears long ago and now he was waiting just for your orders. He knew you would never let the person who harmed Jeh get away. That was the only reason he slept peacefully at night because he knew You would keep Jeh safe at any cost.

“Dj Don't go anywhere, You're not in the condition.” You glared at Lily who cowered at your gaze.

“I need my clothes, Marco wanna come with me?”

“Do you even need to ask? Let's tear the motherfucker down.” You smirked at his sentence. You quickly let Bratva Doktor know of your arrival, The godfather obliged though surprised of your impromptu visit, Gave you the time to meet him. All you had to do was drag the motherfucker from his own country and finish him off where he left off.

You dressed up quickly, Chongbin delivered your clothes to the hospital, The doctor did not have a say in your situation. Jeh came first, Before you, Before Bangtan. The doctor dressed your wound after nursing the stitches and you clenched your fists in pain. The thought of the amount of pain that Jeh was put through to land him in Coma was exactly what gave you strength.

“That will be all Miss DJ. You need to be very very gentle with it,The stitches are still fresh, No excessive physical strain please.”

“Give me the highest dose of the painkiller injection you have. This shit needs to die down for a while.” The doctor looked at you like you had lost it, But the outline of the gun against your jacket was enough to put his questions to rest.

You bid a formal goodbye to Bangtan and before you could proceed to screw the bastard over you went over to Jeh to check on him before you left.

The Seven of them were already waiting with Marco in his room. You quickly whispered ``I'll see you soon in Jeh’s ears and Namjoon and the rest of the guys assured you that they would stay here to take care of Jeh while you were gone.

“You do what you need to, We will be here until you come back. All eight of us.”

“Thankyou.”

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Flashback :

“Jeh i will kick your ass if you laugh one more time.”

“How can i not laugh about it DJ, My best friends a bad ass, A fucking mafia for god sakes and shes afraid of taking off and landing.”

“People can be afraid of a lot of things, You don't need to make fun of them you bastard.” Jeh laughed again, swatting you in the arm making you yelp. He always found your fear of the take off and landing very funny, But he was also the one who held your hand the tightest during that.

“You don't need to be scared when I'm here.” He burst out laughing again and you hit him playfully, But the laughter didn't die down, He just caught your hand tightly in his and kept laughing. You sighed and closed your eyes, tuning out the noise around you.

“Stop before I throw you out of the bloody plane.”

“Haa id like to see you try, You love me too much DJ. You would never let anything happen to me.”

“You know too much.”

“Now rest that head on my shoulder woman, This will be over before you know it”

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Tears streamed down your eyes as you fastened the belt around you, The engine of the plane started and your blood pressure started to rise out of the panic. You missed Jeh terribly, But you made up your mind to not let the fear get to you.

The plane took off with MArco taking Jeh’s place, But he didn't radiate the warmth that Jeh did. No matter what would happen, Even if you had to die you would, But Ivanov would be going down. No one got to your family, No one. And Jeh was your family.

You went over the plan a million times in your head by the time you reached Moscow. The entire eight hour flight had been the longest in your life, Every minute passing by felt like a fucking torture, You needed Ivanov’s blood, You were fucking out for it.

Ivanov would only go down by himself, You had other plans for him. You would make sure he would feel the highest degree of pain he would ever feel, And then he would see his death. You had special provisions for it too.

Moscow hadn't changed a bit, Same old vibrance, Same old royal vibes to it. You made your way from the airport to the godfather's office. It was already close to the end of the day and this was the perfect time to get the rat out of its hiding.

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“You know what we're getting into right?”

“Yeah”

“Good, If we die we are taking them down with us. It's going to be a bloody messy situation out three. We are literally going to ask the godfather to hand over his branch family nephew to us. I don't know how that's going to turn out.”

“DJ I know you can do it, I know you'd do anything for Jeh. And the fact that youre going to the fucking lions den to snatch one of his cubs makes me proud of you. Jeh is a lucky man to have a friend like you.” A single tear escaped your eyes at mention of Jeh, How did your darling best friend get into this situation? It was You all you. You had sworn to not get him into any mess here further.

“I am a lucky bitch.”

“We will see about that.”

“I have my men here on guard out there okay, Even if something happens to me they will take you to safety okay? And in the worst case your arrangements to go back to Seoul or Malaga both have been arranged.”

“Dj im not fucking leaving you okay? If we die, We die together. Jeh will catsastrate me if I let you die.”

“Then let's hope we can get back to that bastard safely.” Marco chuckled at your words and you took a deep breath when you saw the mansion approaching.

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“Good Evening DJ” The Godfather greeted you as he took his seat.

“Good Evening Bratva.”

“You have a friend with you.” He motioned towards Marco and you introduced him.

“GodFather this is Marco, He is from Spain.”

He paid no attention to Marco and you could feel his calculating gaze on you. He was thinking hard, Trying to figure out what exactly you wanted from him. You took the hint and straightened up in your position.

“Bratva Doktor I need Iosif Ivanov”

“And what do you mean by need?”

“I need to kill him and his four brothers Andrei, Egor, Mikhail andArtyom Ivanov.” You looked straight in the eyes of the godfather, making sure he knew you meant business. He leaned forward and threw you and Marco an amused look.

“And why would I hand over the Ivanov brothers to you DJ? You come here to ask me about my own branch of family men?”

“I am not here to talk to Bratva Doktor as the head of the Ivanov family, I'm here to talk to the Bratva Doktor who is a righteous godfather who believes family is the most important and you should always do right by family.”

“What about me doing right by my family?”

“What possibly could you do right to your family if they tried to harm mine?”

“What did you do with Ivanv DJ?”

“Godfather, I did nothing, Ivanov threatened Yoongi. And he is dear to me. All I did was to keep tabs on ivanovas movement in Korea. No harm done.”

“And why would I believe you?”

“Godfather I wouldn't sit here and lie to a righteous man, I have the righteous blood of my father running in me. I will do whatever it takes to protect my family. Whatever it takes. It was wrong of Ivanova to touch my family when i did nothing.”

“I could kill you for this DJ. No one will know what happened to you.” You never once felt afraid of this man here, You knew there was a possibility of you dying, But you took the chance. Jeh never was harmed in a way that was beyond serious and now he lay lifeless and breathing by life support. You were going to avenge that.

“Then make sure you kill me Bratva, Because if you leave me alive I won't stop until I kill Ivanovs brothers and him. I'm here to avenge my family and I will. Don't let me walk out alive out of that door if you have no intentions to hand over Ivanov to me.”

Marco looked at you bewildered. This woman was out with death on her head and he admired you for your courage. You sat in front of one of the most dangerous godfathers of the mafia and spoke to him without batting an eyelash. You were incredible. Marco was making sure he would tell you that.

“I would give anything in the world to have a daughter like you DJ.”

You were taken aback by the sudden appreciation by the Godfather.

“You Are righteous, Courageous. You Are a treasure. Ivanov and the rest of them are yours. You have my word.” You nearly jumped out of your chair at the mention of taking the Ivanova men. The seriousness of the situation kept you rooted to the ground. Marco squeezed your hand under the table and you squeezed his hand back.

Bratva Doktor treated you to the best lunch you ever had, in the grandest mansion you had ever seen, the food looked least inviting to you since you had your eyes set only to the door. You didn't want to miss out on the expression on Ivanova’s face when he saw you and even better when the Bratva Doktor told him he had handed him off to you.

An hour later, Bratva led you to a hall beside his office that you had sat in, A big coffin was placed in the centre and you looked in confusion, Hell be damned if he had already Ivanov. The godfather sensed your confusion and he laughed.

“Don't worry he is just unconscious. I hate the pleading.” You burst out laughing at his words, This man was very very different.

“He is mine to kill.”

“He is yours to kill Doch.” You froze at the mention of the word Doch, Daughter in russian. Did Bratav Doktor just refer to you as his daughter?

“You take care Doch, You call me if you have anyone giving you trouble. You are my Doch now.” Doktor kissed your forehead and patted your head. You hugged Doktor for referring to you as his daughter, You had lost your father long ago, Having him as your father swelled your heart with so many emotions. Ivanov at least had been useful in some way.

“Bratva, I need a place, I have one last unfinished business here.” You said looking at the coffin.

“My men will take you there, Doch.”

Life really had strange ways. The past few days brought bangtan in your life unexpectedly, Jeh got injured, And now you had a fatherly figure in your life.

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“Where am i?”

“Where do you think you would be Ivanova?” You smirked at the man's confused expression after seeing you. He struggled upon finding his hands tied to the chair. He uttered a string of curses, Which made you laugh. These bastards never knew when to stop.

“You ?”

“Surprise Surprise..” Ivanov struggles some more and you burst out laughing, the sudden laughing gave you a sting in your abdomen but you were too far high on Ivanovs misery.

“How the hell are you alive ? I made all the provisions for you three to die.”

“Well you should have made them a little better, Because see i'm alive.” Ivanov scoffed at your words, and you narrowed your eyes at him. Tied in a chair and at your mercy this man still had nerves to have an attitude.

“At Least the other rat died in your warehouse. You should have seen him fighting poor thing trying to save your men. Should have seen the way he fluttered.” Ivanov burst out laughing and your blood boiled like a volcano and you got up straight from your chair and rained punches on the man.

“DJ your stitches, Careful.” Marco pulled you back but he lunged forward with double force once he made sure you sat again. You felt a sharp pain, but chose to ignore it. This bastard needed to be taught a lesson first.

“Huh think these kids can kill me? Try me DJ. I am not afraid of these guns and weapons.”

“Who said there were guns for you? Uh huh Ivanova. I have a better surprise for you..” Marco whistled and the doors to the warehouse opened and Ivanov raised his eyebrows in question. You kept your gaze fixed on his face to see his exact reaction after seeing his surprise.

The four men were wheeled with their faces covered with a cloth and Ivanov scoffed when they were placed around him with him right in the centre.

“Threatening me with my men? Huh you should have known better. Go ahead, kill them.”

“Uh huh? You eight better don't stop until I say or I'll chop your arms off.” The said men immediately got to work until working two each on the four masked men. They rained punches after punches on them while they cried for mercy through muffled voices.

Soon the white cloth on their faces began turning red, and Ivanov began laughing again hearing the cries of the pleading men. You patiently observed him, But the man had no idea.

“That's all your men got?” He spat the blood from his mouth and an evil smile lit up your face? Interesting.

“Oh yeah ? Why don't we unmask them?”

“As if that's going to make a differ- Ivanovs words died down in his throat when he saw who the men were. His mouth ran dry and he looked at you with a face filled with horror. That! That was what you wanted to see, The fear that you felt when you woke up and couldn't see your best friend, The fear of losing the only family in the world.

The men stilled for a moment and you raised your eyebrows at them.

“Did I ask you to stop?” Cries filled the room again and Ivanovas pleas to stop joined the four men.

“Stop it, they will die.” Ivanov pleaded but you just kept watching the show unfolding in front of you.

“Yeah ? Want me to stop? Okay.” You instructed your men to stop, But the moment they stopped the cries of the men got louder, The intensity of the pain registering to them. The wails got louder and louder and Ivanov began struggling in his chair again to get to his brothers.

Blood was spilled everywhere, The brothers were losing consciousness and you instructed your men to rain those punches again. Ivanov screamed the loudest he could, Drowning the cries of his brothers to stop.

“DJ i beg you, Please stop.”

“How does it feel Ivanov huh to see your loved ones getting hurt? Rips your heart out right. I felt the same when I saw my best friend in a coma. You know he felt the same when he saw his boyfriend in Coma.” you pointed at Marco, Who was just watching the scene in front of him with an unreadable expression.

“I beg you, It was my fault I should have known better to come for your family. I am sorry DJ. Let them go. Kill me.”

“You think I'm going to spare you?” You laughed at his statement, What gave him the expression that you were going to spare his life?

“Take everything I have, Kill me but leave my brothers out of it.”

“Too late.” You signalled your men to start beating the four men again and Ivanov continued to wail, seeing his brothers lose their blood first and consciousness later.

“Open one of his hands.” You instructed your men and Marco choked beside you.

“Comeon Ivanov, Choose who you wanna kill first.” Your men handed him a gun but kept the guns pressed to his brothers heads pressed tight. Ivanov lost it when you finished the sentence, His eyes going wide in horror.

“No, I won't do that.”

“Okay, then your wife and son die too. Choose.”

“You will rot in hell DJ, You fucking witch?”

“Witch? That's a first. Anyway choose brothers or wife and kids”

“Don't do this. Please.”

“Marco, Call Alxir and ask him to shoot down the target.”

“No, no , wait.” He shot the youngest brother who fell to the ground immediately, Ivanov screamed his name and cried.

“Now, Now the next one.”

He shot the third one and the man fell to the ground.

“I will rain hellfire on you.” Ivanov threatened, And you threw him a bored look.

“Rain those bullets on them first or should I rain hell on your wife?”

“Dont.” He screamed a little louder and shot the eldest, Three down one to go.

He shot the last brother and wailed out loud hitting himself with the free hand. He picked up the gun to shoot himself but your men snatched it away from him just in time. Who said he could die so easily?

“I regret the day I decided to come after you.”

“Regret the day you decided to come after my loved one.” Your men tied his hands behind him again and you stood up.

“What are you waiting for, Kill me now.”

“Uh uh i'll finish you where you started it.” Your men quickly picked him up and you walked ahead with Marco, Ivanov was going to die. But he wouldn't die here. He would die by the hands of the one he wronged.

“Shut him in the boot and inform Bratva that we are leaving for the airport.” Your men nodded and you sat in the car. The pain started again and you winced a little.

“You okay?”

“Yeah don't worry, We are almost done.”

Bratva Doktor had been generous enough to lend you his private plane to avoid any complications in taking Ivanov to Seoul. The Russian government would never question the godfather and that made the transition smoother. You made provision for the jet to land at the Seoul private airport and the rest would already be taken care of by Chongbin.

“The nine of them who had ambushed the warehouse have been caught and disposed of under the waste of the chemical factory, Perfect! Another job done before you land in Seoul.

You had already instructed the entire VIP area to be cleared for your arrival.

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You winced in pain at the increasing pain in your abdomen, You had started burning up and the flight did not make it any better, Maybe your body wasnt taking this trip better but you had to do what you had to.

Your body started heating up and the first stitch started coming loose, You rested yourself at the sink in the bathroom and your vision started going black. You were several thousand feet up in the air and you couldn't do anything.

You tried resting down but that didn't help either. The eight and half hours of the flight bought you the worst hell as bit by bit you felt the pain increasing to the highest limit. You were seconds away from fainting away with pain when you landed to seoul. You couldn't faint now, You had to keep up until you finished what you had started.

The drive to the hospital was the deadliest, Three stitches opening, Extreme case of pain and fever. That's all the trip has given you. You had overexerted yourself. But the satisfaction that was about to come was worth all of this.

You entered the private entrance, While your man dragged Ivanov towards the floor of the VIP ICU. He had been defeated and he hadn't uttered a word the entire time. Looked like he had accepted his fate.

You opened the door to the ICU and saw the similar faces, Whose eyes widened when they saw Ivanov walking behind hands tied and being led by your men. Yoongi choked on air when he saw what condition you had gotten Ivanov into.

“You dragged him from Moscow?”

“Hmm.” you walked over to Jehs side, black spots crowding your vision, You could feel the top getting wetter by the second from the blood seeping out, You thanked heavens for wearing black. Marco could have possibly passed out if he would have seen the amount of blood you had been losing.

You kicked him on the knee and Ivanov fell down on his knees to the ground, Right in front of you. You unlocked the safety switch and loaded the gun, and gently took an unconscious Jeh’s hands into your own, Linked his finger to the trigger.

“Goodbye Ivanov, See you in hell.” You pressed your finger and Jeh’s together and the gun fired, Putting a bullet straight to Ivanov's head. Ivanov fell to the ground and you let go of Jehs hand.You heard a sob from Marco and smiled gently at him. Now all you could do was pray for Jeh to wake up soon. The score had been settled.

But the moment was extremely short lived as the pain came back unbearably and your hand went straight to your abdomen, Black spots scattered in your vision and Hobi’s worried face was the last thing you saw before you closed your eyes. Again.

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WhooHoo @borathae is my reason for LOVING Wednesday and Saturday each week. I am so hyped about this new series!!! Please please please read Sibi’s work. You won’t regret it.

“You change universities after moving towns. Your new university is an old, ancient building with secret tunnels and whispered ghost stories. There are two fraternities, which for some reason always seem to be in a quarrel. Alpha consisting of Kim Taehyung, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin and Min Yoongi. Handsome, porcelain skinned men, who act as if they are out of another century and for some reason everyone on campus seems to be scared of. And Sanguis consisting of Jeon Jungkook, Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok. Men with skin just as pale and their faces just as beautiful, who always wear sunglasses when it is light outside and who never seem to open their curtains. And for some peculiar reason you always find yourself in the middle of them….”

Pairing: OT7 x f. Reader with main Taehyung x f.Reader

Genre: Mystery, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, University!AU, Vampire!AU

Warnings: This story contains very sexually explicit scenes, cursing, blood & blood drinking, morally grey characters, violence and death. If you are sensitive to such topics I advice you read with care.

Wordcount: in-progress

~ New chapters will be posted every Wednesday & Saturday at 5pm CET! ~

#01 - Initium

#02 - Rendezvous

#03 - Brunch

#04 - Schauspiel

#05 - Turbatio

#06 - Swing 

#07 - Sidus

#08 - Prandiculum

#09 - Parasomnia

#10 - Rain

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I am in love with this. Traitor suits the situation to a fuc*in tee!!!!!!!

yn’s album (sola) [ apple music | spotify ]

- none of these songs are written by yn of course, but for the sake of the au and the fact that i cannot write music - we’re going to act like they are ! lyrics are really important to get a good grasp of what she was feeling while writing these.

oh! and a little tip on which songs are about who:

one - yn. two - yn. three - jm/sk. four - sk. five - jimin. six - jin. seven - jimin. eight - jimin. nine - jin.

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OML what did I just read 👀

I’m reading bad sex awards finalists across the years

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the boyfriend look ♡

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Omg this is one of my favorites. Bookmarked and check weekly for updates. Love Love LOVE this series 😘😘😘

Euphoric Endeavours

Through a series of curious happenstances, the Boys of Bangtan - your campus’ most popular and most handsome group of individuals - set their sights on you, a regular student with a stubborn streak and a wayward mouth.

Strangely enough, the mere sight of them sets your instincts off, red-lights flashing in your brain - danger, danger, danger, danger.

It’s too bad that they can’t seem to leave you alone, though. They like you too much.

(AN: Hi, all! This story is actually already posted on AO3. But! I want to try and grow a little community on Tumblr, too. So, I decided to post it on here. I have almost 50 chapters of this story up over there, so I’ll slowly be adding them onto here too. I hope that you like it!)

(angst / smut / fluff / gore)

TW: menstruation mention

Chapter 2 - ‘Anticipated’

You start your period the next day, and so begins the cycle once more.

“Young-mi, please, less mint ice-cream, more rocky-road,” you plead when you hear the front door open and close. You’ve been sat vegetating on your couch for the last three hours, having called in sick from work at the café, promising to do the early shift next Wednesday before your afternoon creative writing class – which you already regret taking.

“I already got you, baby,” she sing-songs, holding up a plastic bag with the blessed cream sugariness. “I got you some of that coconut shit that you like.”

“Coconut milk?” You laugh. “Thank you for thinking me and my butthole when you were shopping.”

“Gluten-free ice-cream and dairy-free milk,” she says, disgust written across her face. “Nothing is sacred anymore.”

“How was class?”

Young-mi studies contemporary dance and is one of the most professional and beautiful performers you’ve ever seen. You’d been fortunate enough to go to her freshman year showcase, and an end-of-year performance where she was able to dance on stage with some of the then-sophomore and junior dance students.

“Fine. Exhausting. Normal stuff,” she replies, stretching her hands over her head. She’s wearing a co-ord sportswear outfit that you wouldn’t be able to squeeze yourself into, even if you tried. “I got to see him dance today, so it made the pain so worth it.”

“Are you still on that guy?” You ask, mouth filled with sugary ice-cream. “He’s such a tool.”

She slaps your shoulder, cheeks pinking. “Don’t talk about Jimin like that. He’s a lovely person.”

“He’s besties with Hoseok. By association, he must be at least one-eighth jerk,” you inform her, shrugging. “I don’t make the rules.”

“You’re such a negative Nancy,” she says, dropping on the floor in front of you, spreading into an uncomfortable looking split. She does this sometimes, to keep her muscles stretched out and flexible. “He’s a hottie with a heart of pure gold.”

“He stares at nothing all the time,” you tell her. “And when I do catch his eye, he always looks angry to me.”

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👏🏻😭👏🏻😭👏🏻😭👏🏻😭👏🏻😭 THERE’S THE JIMIN I KNOW AND LOVE ❤️

heartburn; intermission 02.

wordcount: 4k

glimpse: it's about time that he confronts her.

alternatively, jimin ends his emotional affair with eunji but it goes anything but smoothly.

[ part one + intermission + part two, intermission 02 + part three ]

notes: a tiny glimpse at jimin’s pov before part three is released. gonna reiterate again that heartburn and it’s installments will hurt, so pls read with caution xx

as always, lmk what you think <3 send in feedback n love to my askbox anytime!! even replying to this post sends me over the moon :)

The prettiest woman Eunji's ever laid her eyes on is herself.

She knows it because her first memory is from when she was a toddler, suddenly gaining consciousness in the moment that her mother coos to her that she's the prettiest baby her doctor's ever delivered in her whole career, reminiscing about how the staff of the whole delivery room came to take a look at her as soon as they heard her cries.

It's with great pride to know that even freshly out of the womb, she was already pretty. Normally, all the babies that are just delivered look like mush wherein people would take bets to familiarize the features into their parents, when it's apparent that no one could tell.

But with her, just seeing her baby pictures that were first snapped when the doctor was still holding her up barely after her mother's last push, she knows her parents aren't lying. Knows that the hospital staff's reactions are justified. Knows that even through the camera grain and the harsh medical lights, she was born pretty.

Eunji knows it because growing up as a child, she would always be picked as the muses of her sections. Always the one to be photographed wearing the school uniform so it could be displayed in the registrar's office for the parents to know what their daughters should look like wearing it. She rarely ever takes public transportation and it's only when her family's cars are all occupied for the day, but she immediately gets offered a seat even if she's barely set her toe inside the subway.

She knows how she makes people look twice and crane their heads even if she's already walked past them. How she was barely a rookie and yet the veterans of both the beauty and music industry have already heard of her. How she's highly-sought for not even a fraction of her time.

Eunji knows it because all her life, she's always been assured how great she is. Her family is her support system who makes her affirm each and every day how great she is and how no one could ever be at her level, because where she's at is her level alone.

She is the woman of her own dreams.

Eunji has a skip on her step as she walks out of her car holding two cups of coffee in hand because who is she kidding now? All the extra portions she buys anyways are never meant to account Yoongi into the equation — it's only for Jimin.

There's something about Jimin that entices her, something she's never seen quite like it before in all the men she's known. He makes quite the impact whenever he's in the room, gaining attention for himself without even meaning to. There's something about how he holds himself with gravitas and yet humbleness at the same time; knowing just how powerful he is without showing the need to.

At first, she thought she would like Yoongi more but that hope immediately dissipates because he's smarter than her. He's more sensible to the feeling that she feels like he could see right through her.

It's okay, he's not a loss.

Jimin is the exact fit for her anyway.

She struts into the elevator as if she owns the place, humming to herself to fill the space since her bodyguards aren't there with her because after all, this is her personal schedule. Her windows are tinted. She insisted to be alone. It's the weekend, and Eunji comes to the studio.

She doesn't even know if Jimin would be here anyway because she knows for sure that Yoongi doesn't, aware that the two of them have similar work habits, but she takes her chances anyway.

For sure, Jimin would come into work. Just two days ago, the two of them had an hour-long conversation about which airlines, classes, and plane seats are the best (he seems to know an awful lot about planes and she doesn't know why) and she's pretty sure she made him laugh out loud atleast five times. By that evening, Jimin hasn't seen her texts. By the next day, Jimin doesn't even reply.

But Eunji just knows she's made a connection with him somehow, feeling a non-existent telepathic link that he'd be here at the same time she would be.

She rounds the all too familiar hallway to Jimin's studio and rings on his bell because he's never really told her the password (your birthday) to it, much to her half-joking. She would've attempted to powder the keypad with her translucent setting powder, but she's been around enough cameras to know there'd be one in the hallway and she may look a little crazy.

She rings it again with a smile, unused to how compared to the other times she's came here before bearing gifts in the form of food to eat them together, Jimin would normally answer her at the first ring.

She does it for the third time and that's only when she hears the door beep, taking off her shoes to let herself in even if she hasn't heard his sing-song tone to do so.

"Hiii, I brought coffee!"

Eunji drawls and sets the tray on his table, having done it several times before for the past two weeks to know to put it in the middle where an out-of-place large crochet square is, not looking that entirely perfect because it looks like it's just been made randomly. She doesn't know why she puts it there it too, but she's seen Jimin do it the first time they had dinner and found herself following.

She turns to look at him on his seat completely still, not swishing around while sat on it and not following her to the couch either, making her move automatically.

Eunji's just about to put her hands on Jimin's shoulders enough to jostle him slightly, her manicured nails barely even landing on the fabric of his clothes as he seethes.

"Don't touch me."

It's the roughest and snappiest Eunji's ever heard from Jimin, her threaded eyebrows knitting at the middle.

She doesn't realize why he sits so still in his chair is because he wasn't even doing anything prior to her arrival. He hadn't done any work at all because if he were in the process of it, he would've been sitting more comfortably with messier pieces of paper on his desk, countless hums and bits of singing under his breath.

Instead, Jimin is rigid in his seat. He's dressed casually and even if he's done it before, he looks a little more rough around the edges and the bags under his eyes tell that they haven't been the product of reasonable hardwork. His face is dull but his eyes are even more wearisome, a cloud of heaviness engulfing and the people around him whole.

"I only came here to stop whatever it is between us."

Eunji straightens her posture at that as she remains standing, tilting her head at the sudden change of atmosphere in the room that's already turned tensioned even before she walked in.

"Why? What's going on between us?"

Jimin lightly scoffs under his breath because he should've known. Should've seen this coming with the way Yoongi told him on the second day since working together that she feels off. Off in a sense that he couldn't detail into words back then, but off now that he could see exactly through her.

He humors her but it's not with good intention, nodding his head.

"You wanna know what's between us?"

Eunji knows her eyes are pretty but she has an inane talent for making them look expressive but look thoughtless within the next second as she juts her bottom lip slightly, tucking her hands behind her.

"I have a fiancée and yet I wanted to spend more time with you than her," Jimin cuts straight to the point as he breezes through his use of present tense, looking at her directly. "I cheated on her with you and you know that."

If Eunji is surprised, she doesn't let it show.

One of the branches in show business that she hasn't entered yet is acting and she feels like she she should enter it soon enough because she knows she looks pretty when she cries, eyes glazing and lips reddening.

But under Jimin's gaze, she falters. She feels like he can see right through him as if he became a trained eye overnight and managed to overlook all her little stutters in words and in actions.

"You didn't cheat on her," Eunji smiles, unsure if she's reassuring Jimin or herself. She's on her heels and yet she still cowers under his gaze, a quip already forming behind her pearly teeth. "And what do you mean I know that? You mean, I know that I make you happier than she makes you?"

If Jimin looks offended, he lets it show.

He scowls at Eunji in disbelief but she purposely unfocuses her eyes despite setting her gaze on him, not wanting to waver one bit at the insecurity she feels. "That you love talking to me?"

She's been secure her whole life. She's reassured a million times if she's faced with uncertainty for only a hundred. She knows what she wants and what she deserves and she knows that it shouldn't be his scoffs because he should have nothing but admiration for her. "That you love me?"

That's something that makes Jimin glare at her wholly.

He glares at her because he's never been more sure of anything to disprove in his whole life. He knows the exact answer to it and he'd rather talk now than hold his silence forever in order to just make Eunji believe what she wants to believe.

He went to the studio with the intention to break it off. Quickly but surely. No unnecessary intentions and retorts — only wanting to get the words out his mind and heart before leaving her and whatever they had completely.

But this, this just sets Jimin off unlike no other because he knows it's not the truth and he'd rather lose himself completely than tell another lie.

"I don't love you."

The silence is thick but it gets even thicker when he adds, not even taking the time to relish one bit with how Eunji's mouth parts.

"I was infatuated with you," he admits with a bitter taste on his tongue, tasting much of his own that he now lies in. "I was entertained with the idea of you because I'm an asshole that happened to crave the attention."

Eunji doesn't expect the bluntness but she doesn't expect either. the word vomit that comes past her lips, scoffing in offense that it makes her cross her arms across her chest at the feeling of being in front of someone that knows where it hurts.

"Infatuation? Come on, everybody loves me, Jimin."

She says it with much conviction and yet she doesn't know if she's managing to convince anyone at all, much less herself.

She's secure and always has been her whole life — she should not be weak and insecure now.

"Call it what you want, but you were infatuated with me enough to cheat on your fiancée."

It doesn't faze Eunji that she's admitted to Jimin cheating on you with her when just mere seconds ago, she swore up and down to the heavens that he didn't do such a thing.

Even he isn't fazed that she succumbs immediately in attempt to protect her crumbling wall of pride that she's anything but loved and adored.

"I was. I was blinded enough," he clenches his jaw, blinking only once in attempt to remove the image of his house without your things in it, no longer given the definition of a home. "If I loved you, I would've begged you to be with me the moment we were over."

Eunji parts her lips open but this time it's not out of offense or shock — no, none of that. She looks like she's amused, the same smile she gives when she's complimented by a host beyond their script.

"Ah. You and Y/N are already broken up?" she clicks her tongue, disproving her assumption that Jimin's only coming to her now to end their emotional affair because he didn't want to get found out. She hums pleasantly, playfully dropping her eye into a wink as he finds it within her modicum to grin. "Sounds like you're free game to me."

Jimin feels nothing but anger flame at the pit of his stomach that breaches right through his ribs, his protective streak over you weighing heavily on his chest as he repeats her words in his head.

He has perfect pitch. His ears are trained to hear even the slightest inconsistency. Jimin knows what he's heard and by the way Eunji realizes her slip-up, she's far too late to even excuse it.

"How the fuck do you know her name?"

She's frozen because she didn't think that far enough. Became too cocky too quick that she didn't realize she's dancing around in someone else's territory without knowing the safeguards.

She rethinks if she can get out of it this time, much like how she played off the underlying curiosity and misplaced excitement when Yoongi told her that Jimin's already taken with wife. She could tell him that he told her your name, but even his best friend could tell such a lie that Yoongi would never put you in her way, simply because she is far too low for you to stoop down to.

"Nothing a little basic research couldn't do."

Eunji doesn't necessarily think she's a genius but she knows she's thick-skinned. She's oddly courageous because she knows she has a fallback; countless of people there for her in the event that she slips on her way up.

She's oddly brave even when she whips out her phone to pull up a picture of you from her album dedicated specifically for you, making the room that's already tensioned even more high-strung than before.

Jimin looks at the photo on the screen. You when you were a teenager, in your high school yearbook, with a quote you materialized out of thin air because your parents weren't there to give you ideas. It's a picture you've never posted even for throwbacks or for memorabilia's sake. It's a picture that you didn't like seeing because it brings up bad memories that you can't even remember specifically, but you can feel.

Eunji smiles victoriously to see Jimin look so transfixed on your photo that she's obtained, happy to have his undivided attention even if it's on her phone, which is of course, and extension of her somehow.

"I'm prettier than her, see?"

Not a millisecond later passes that Jimin grabs her phone from her hand and hurls it down to the floor, a sickening crack filling the room when he stomps it with his heel.

She whimpers but it's cut short when he points an angry finger at her, standing up to his full height while she tries to shove away the fact that she looks even more pathetic this way.

"What the hell are you doing this for?"

"To show you what you're missing out on."

Eunji doesn't miss a beat when she replies as if she's been waiting for that question all along; as if she was bred to answer it with her life's purpose, as if her phone wasn't obliterated in front of her mere seconds ago.

"To show you what we could be."

She personally thinks she doesn't have any flaws but if it was required to have one, it would be this. She never admits it but her flaw is to have everything within reach that the second she doesn't have what she has her eyes on, she'll feel herself convulse from the inside out.

Her palms itch with her desire to constantly have more even if she previously insists that her self-worth is based from within and not her capacities to have anything else that she wants.

She haves more than she lacks but it fuels her with even more of the drive to prove herself and her supposed lack of insecurity.

"I'm more than her, Jimin."

"You will never be more than her," he grits through his teeth, eyes flaring in anger. "No one would ever amount to me more than Y/N could."

She has no shame when she attempts to back him into a corner, all for the sake of wanting to prove a point that she's the furthest thing from pathetic.

"But you cheated on her with me."

She uses the term even if she doesn't understand it fully. She owns it completely even if she's barely even touched his arm and all they shared are text messages and not even of the dirty kind. Eunji takes it all, if it means that she'll get to prove herself worthy.

"That's because I'm an asshole who wasn't thinking straight when I invited you in to eat dinner with me," Jimin doesn't falter even once because unlike her, he's already past the stage of residual denial in order to make himself feel better. "And that's because you take so much pride in being the other woman, don't you?"

Eunji, instead of being offended, giggles.

Being the other woman doesn't sound so bad, does it? It implies to her that anyone's willing to drop whatever they have for her, the other woman. It makes her feel seen. Makes her feel secure. Even if her only support system is of herself because she's hidden, it makes her feel special.

"You just love a good chase."

She takes a single step to plant her foot down firmly, arms quickly extending to try and pull Jimin to her hold to kiss him but as her eyes close, she doesn't even graze the pasture of what she wants.

She feels herself stumble a few steps back as she feels Jimin push her and take a step back out of disgust, the vein on the side of his neck growing visible.

"I said don't fucking touch me!"

He's enraged as much as he is repulsed. He wants to get to his house to wash Eunji's grasp away because it feels like she's a pan that's just burnt him without him ever wanting to come near it in the first place.

She's perplexed because she didn't anticipate that she'd be pushed away, quite literally at that, failing to see why she was even distanced in the first place.

"Huh. You just pushed me," she shakes her head.

"Imagine if they learned that my male producer pushed me."

"Imagine if they learned that their beloved idol tried forcing herself on her male producer."

She clearly didn't expect the retort because she thought it'd be enough to make Jimin regret rejecting her in the first place, scoffing as she looks up at him.

"I can ruin your career."

Reflecting to how he looks down on her, he doesn't even blink at her threat or her lousy attempt at it that doesn't even scare him the slightest bit.

"You can ruin me?" he asks mockingly, pouting in a way that gets to her nerves unlike anything. She's the one who's used to mocking, not the one to be the receiving end of it. Jimin only scoffs, rolling his eyes at her. "I can destroy you."

"What do you have that I don't?" Eunji challenges him and she's genuinely curious to find out about his answer.

Jimin has a fanbase but it's not like hers. She's an idol, what she has is much more plentiful that what he could have. She has a support system in which most wouldn't even dare to be critical of her, an unyielding support system that barely weighs down on her morality.

"The regret. The shame," he says truthfully. He feels each one every second of the day and all the shards of it wouldn't even relent as he tries to lay asleep, but Jimin welcomes it. He welcomes the pain and the throbbing because it's what reminds him that he's still there. "The accountability."

"You think I won’t tell the truth to the media?" he challenges Eunji right back, taking a step forward to her that makes her take one backward with a snarl. "You can make rumors about me but I can tell the truth."

Jimin can't bear to say one more lie and he means it with sincerity, knowing that he'd take everything that's thrown to him at this point.

"Drag me down all you want but I’m taking you down even deeper with me."

He doesn't care to consider the logistics that if this whole thing were to happen, he'd be able to bounce back quicker. He's a producer; he could be faceless and nameless for all he cares.

His job is the last thing in his mind.

"I don't care if you defame me because I know I deserve it."

He's certain of the pain that he feels. He's certain that feeling the ache and the stings wouldn't necessarily mean that he's redeeming himself through it or that it would warrant your forgiveness, but he'd rather want it than have nothing at all to remind him of what he did.

He knows what he deserves but he knows what you don't. He doesn't want a single drop of harm nor unnecessary and invasive attention in your life because he'd rather die protecting you it from it all despite being nothing to you, rather than seeing you take it even if he means everything in your life.

"But if you even so much as breathe in Y/N's direction or come near her."

He warns with his tone, his finger pointing directly at Eunji that's struggling by the second to even hide her feelings over his intimidation.

"If you even try and search up her name and do whatever sick plan you have because you want to be mine even if you know you will never have my heart," he spites, eyes not wavering once. "Because you want to be the other woman so bad because you know you'll never be first."

Jimin exhales once, barely able to steady himself with how he can't even wrap his head around how this person in front of him even dares to threaten you in his presence.

"I will make you regret it, Eunji."

She doesn't speak as he stares down on her but she gathers the remaining bit of her misplaced bravery when he turns his back on her.

"You're just as evil as me."

"I'd like to think that I'm the lesser evil," he chuckles as he shakes his head, coming to her one last time as he puts something into his pocket. "People like you never change, Eunji. You are nothing more than superficial."

"Leave Y/N out of this."

"These are my sins alone," Jimin gathers the last of his things and intentionally pushed the button that's been lit red ever since she came here, the realization to Eunji hitting belatedly that he's been recording ever since. "And Y/N will not be the one to pay for them."

Jimin pockets the flashdrive and barely spares a glance at her, pointing to his chest as he makes it clear.

"I will."