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i-am-baechu · 1 year

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♡ Summary: Being nine months pregnant is not fun nor is it easy. What makes it harder is that you're married to a K-pop idol, Kim Namjoon. What happens if you go into labor and he's on a schedule? Chaos.

♡ Rating: Pg - 14

♡ Genre: Established relationship; Namjoon x Wife! Reader, pregnancy, romance, fluff, and angst

♡ Warnings: Giving birth (kind of) and difficulties of getting pregnant

Y/N pushed the covers off her bed and laid next to her husband, who was reading away his new book. She let out a small laugh as she pulled the covers over her big belly. The sudden noise made Namjoon look up and gave her a small smile, “Do you need help?”

“No, I’m an independent woman.”

“So, you don’t want me to rub your feet?

She pouted at this as Namjoon smirked at her, “No...I want that still.”

“Just as I thought. How’s the baby?”

“He’s doing great. Kicking me with all his might.”

Namjoon frowned at this and pulled the covers off of her. He moved up her shirt to show off her roundness. He placed a gentle kiss and she watched with soft eyes, “Stop giving your mom a hard time. We want to meet you just as much as you want to meet us. Please be patient, baby.”

She ran her fingers through his hair as she tilted her head at the scene, “You know…we haven’t given him a name yet.”

“I thought we liked Dae-Hyun?”

“It’s good but I haven’t settled on it...I want a unique name or something that matches us.”

Namjoon placed another kiss on her stomach and pulled her shirt down. He leaned back into his pillows, “We’ll figure it out.”

“Joon, I’m literally nine months pregnant. Time is ticking.”

“For now, let’s go to bed. Stressing about it won’t do you good, if anything it will make you sick.”

She sighed, hating how he was always right, “Fine. Goodnight love.”

He smiled at this and leaned forward placing a kiss on the tip of her nose, “Goodnight love.”

Y/N and Namjoon Kim have been together for nine years and married for two of those years. Y/N and Namjoon met by accident. Y/N was working at the cafe by the old Bighit building when they first met. He just turned nineteen and she was eighteen, the two had no idea that they would get married when he walked in that day. Namjoon and Yoongi came in looking for caffeine after a long night of practice. It was a long night for Namjoon because at the time he wasn’t that confident in his dancing and felt like he was holding the group back. Y/N noticed that he looked stressed and asked if he was alright, the rest was history.

Y/N was there since the beginning of Bts and would play their music in the cafe whenever she had the chance. Namjoon would go into the small cafe every day to see her and the rest of the members picked up that he had a crush. Jimin and Hoseok were the ones that helped him to ask her out. She always knew they would get big because she believed in their talents and with her support, they did just that.

In their sixth year of being together, Y/N and Namjoon were trying for a baby. They were newly engaged and thought it was time to have a baby. They were both healthy and financially stable, the only thing that was missing was a baby. After a year of trying, Y/N went to see a fertility specialist to see if there were any problems. Even though she was healthy, it was just taking a long time for the couple to conceive. She was upset about this but told Namjoon, whatever happens, happens. With help planning and scheduling thanks to the fertility specialist the two conceived. Now two years later, she is finally pregnant and married.

Even though Namjoon was a husband and father, the world didn’t know that. He didn’t want the world to know about his life at home, he wanted privacy at the time. Y/N was sensitive and had health scares because of her pregnancy, he didn’t want to stress her out even more. It wasn’t until he was live on Weverse one day that he accidentally left the crib in his studio. It didn’t take long for Army to take notice and ask questions. He released a statement that he was married and having a child with his partner, saying sorry that he kept this hidden. It was a good reaction, something that shocked him. He wouldn’t show Y/N or his son’s face but he felt better that he could share this part of his life.

“Noona are you okay?”

Y/N smiled at Jungkook and nodded her head, “I’m okay, just fat.”

Namjoon shook his head and walked up to her with a water bottle in his hand, “Baby, not fat. You have a human being in your stomach.”

She sighed and rubbed her stomach gently, “I know, I know.”

Today she was watching the guys practice their dance for a video. The song was Run and it was fun to watch all of them dance together. The song was a high-energy song, something she wished she had. Namjoon wanted her to be with him at all times in case she gave birth, so she agreed to this. Her doctor told her walking is good for her and can even induce labor.

She took the water bottle and took a sip. She was feeling nauseous all morning and Jin was the one that helped her to the chair. Namjoon was busy making a makeshift footstool for her. Yoongi handed her a piece of bread and frowned, “Are you sure you're okay?”

“I’m okay, just pregnant.”

Jimin smiled at this and looked at Jungkook with excitement, “Are you excited for the FIFA World Cup Kook?”

Jungkook nodded but looked at Y/N with a frown, “Do you want me to go? I can change my mind on it.”

Y/N shook her head and gave him a small smile, “No, kook. You should go, you’ve taken care of me more than I can ask. I’ll be okay.”

Taehyung looked at Namjoon and frowned, “Don’t you have the trip to New York?”

Namjoon nodded and grabbed Y/N’s hand, “I didn’t want to go but Y/N told me I should go.”

“Of course I did. It’s for your album, babe. You need to go. Seokjin, Hoseok, and Yoongi will be there for me.”

“Yah, what about me!?”

She let out a small laugh and looked at Jimin, “I don’t think you can handle it.”

Namjoon sighed and shook his head, “I hate being away from you. I want to see everything and be involved.”

“You can’t help it, that’s life babe. It will be okay no matter what. Just think that way, please.”

“I guess...it’s not easy.”

“But it's necessary.”

Hoseok kissed the top of her head and handed her another piece of bread, “We’ll take care of her Joon. Let’s get back to practicing.”

Namjoon stayed in his place while everyone left. He turned his head to look at her with a small smile, “I love you so much, Y/N.”

“I love you so much, Namjoon. It will be okay, as long as we're together, it will be okay.”

“That’s the problem, I won’t be there.”

She sighed and shook her head, “You will be there. I have a ring on my hand and a phone that can doFacetime. It will be okay.”

He let out a small laugh and quickly pecked her lips, “Whatever you say, love.”

“Namjoon, get into position!”

“Okay, Hyung! I love you.”

“I love you more.”

She watched him leave and she bit her lip. She was super nervous because she knew this would have happened but she couldn’t show Namjoon that was feeling super nervous. She knew how important his new album was and she wanted him to finish it since he's been working so hard on it. It will be okay...

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･

Namjoon was gone and Y/N was in their home not feeling the best. Every hour, Namjoon would call to check on her until Jin got annoyed and told him if he called one more time he was going to fly to New York to hit him. It’s only been three days since Namjoon left and she wasn’t feeling so good. She lied telling Namjoon that she was just super tired but Hoseok knew that was a lie. The moment Hoseok came in to check in on her, she was throwing up pure acid. She couldn’t eat anything nor could she stand up, it was really bad. Yoongi even tried getting her to eat bread but she didn’t even have the strength to eat it.

Today it was Hoseok’s turn to watch her and she was glad that he was there. Today, she was feeling pain in her lower back and stomach. Her heating pad was doing its best to make her feel better. She was also constantly going back and forth to the bathroom but nothing was coming out. It was super frustrating.

Hoseok handed her a banana and gave her a small smile, “Do you want some juice?”

“Honestly, I don’t know what I want. No matter what I eat or drink, it makes me feel horrible, hobi.”

He frowned at this and pushed some hair back from her forehead, “Remember what the doctor said, to get some walking. We can take a little walk to Namjoon's studio.”

“It’s so hard though, hobi!”

“I know but it can help, okay.”

She nodded her head and Hoseok gently helped her out of the bed. She felt like her stomach dropped but she couldn’t tell if her stomach didn’t agree with the bread or she had to go to the bathroom. She decided to keep walking to see if the feeling goes away. Hoseok held on to her tightly as she slowly walked into the hallway. It wasn’t until halfway she stopped and she let out a loud groan, “Y/N?”

“Hoseok, I-I think my water just broke.”

The silence hit him as he stood there with pure confusion, “Wh-What?”

“We need to go now!”

This was the fastest Hoseok has ever moved in his life. He grabbed the bag that she put together in her closet and grabbed some other things as Y/N sat in the chair breathing in and out. He grabbed his phone and dialed the dad as fast as he could, “Hoseok is-”

“Y/N’S WATER BROKE AND I’M GOING TO THE HOSPITAL!”

“Wait...what?”

“NAMJOON, HER WATER BROKE! YOU NEED TO GET HERE AND FAST!”

“OH SHIT! I-I’LL GET ON THE NEXT FLIGHT! CALL JIN AND YOONGI-HYUNG!”

“OKAY!”

“HOSEOK! STOP FUCKING YELLING IN MY HOUSE AND TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL NOW!”

Hoseok ended the call and put his phone in his pocket. He rushed towards Y/N and gently grabbed her hand, “Okay, we’ll go to the hospital. Namjoon is getting on the next plane and should be here tomorrow.”

“That’s nice and all but I’m going to be mean, I really don’t care about that. Take this child out of me.”

“O-Okay.”

The trip to the hospital was hectic but Hoseok didn’t mind. His best friend is giving birth, he knew what he was getting himself into. He called everyone that was in Korea to head to the hospital, something Y/N wanted. Y/N sat in the room groaning in pain as the other members watched with hopeless looks.

Seokjin picked up a piece of ice and placed it in her mouth, “Anything from Namjoon?”

“No.”

Y/N turned her head and stared at him with a scared look, “I’m not having this baby without him.”

“I-I know but listen Y/N-”

“No, you listen! I’m holding this baby-oh, shit.”

She gripped on the railing as tight as she could and Jin looked at Yoongi, “Go get the doctor.”

“No, I’m not-”

“Noona, if you have to give birth then you have to. It’s not healthy for you to keep him in.”

She frowned at Taehyung and looked at Yoongi. She gave him a small nod, “Go get the doctor.”

Yoongi quickly made his way out of the room as Y/N started crying. Jimin grabbed her hand and started to rub her knuckles gently, “It’s okay. Noona, we’re here for you. We’ll call Namjoon.”

“Pro-Promise.”

“We promise noona.”

“Okay.”

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･

“Namjoon, it's okay.”

“No, it’s not, I missed my son getting delivered.”

“About that-”

Before Yoongi could finish his sentence, Namjoon opened his door to see Y/N holding their son. He smiled at this and dropped his bag in the corner. He quickly made his way as Y/N looked up at him with her tired eyes, “Joonie.”

“I’m sorry baby, the plane-”

“I don’t care about that, Meet our daughter.”

“Da-Daughter?”

Y/N gently moved the blanket around her face and Namjoon felt his heart get heavy. She was so small and fragile, her little eyelashes going in different directions. Her plump lips matched his and her nose matched Y/N’s, the perfect combination of the two. He gently touched her cheek and let a tear escape, “She’s so cute. What’s her name?”

“Su-jin.”

“Perfect.”

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bangtanhoneys · 5 months

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BTS MOMENTS: OT8 - Spring Picnic

It was rare to get a day off and the fact that it landed on a weekday, in Spring, with glorious sunshine predicted all day, meant that finally BTS could get together and enjoy the time off they could get. They were right in the middle of comeback season and preparing to go to America and break that impossible wall for K-Pop, so for the rare day off to appear Namjoon decided they needed to go and do something.

Which is how they found themselves in the Olympic Park, a 20-minute car journey from the studio.

It had been Namjoon’s suggestion the night before that he’d like for all of them to go for a picnic in the secluded part of the park and enjoy a sunny afternoon, with all of them together and not think about work, not think about music, not think about the schedule they’d have to face the day after. So early that morning, Seokjin and Yoongi went out to grab the food, Jimin and Taehyung got the blankets, and Hobi and Grace got the rest of the bits such as the basket, drinks and the car.

Namjoon had been in charge of clearing it with the security, their managers and the rest of the team.

“You know, this isn’t a bad idea,” Yoongi commented as he lay under the shade of a tree, on his blanket with the rest of the group spread around.

“Namjoon would rather read his book,” Hobi commented as he spread sunscreen over Jimin’s face who protested.

The man in question with his book looked up from the page he was reading and frowned, saying nothing as he held onto his iced coffee and took a sip.

“And don’t laugh,” Hobi paused as he turned to look at Jungkook and Taehyung who were giggling to themselves as they watched Jimin struggle under Hobi’s hold. “It’s your turn now. Don’t go running off without sunscreen.”

“You're such a mother,” Yoongi laughed as he plucked at some grapes. “You’re worse than Grace.”

“Excuse me?” Grace said, lifting her head from Seokjin’s knee. “What are you saying?”

“That Hobi has taken over your duties as the mother of the group.”

“So who is the Dad?” Jungkook then questioned, rifling through the picnic basket to grab some food.

There was a mixture of responses that came from everyone at once.

“Yoongi.”

“Seokjin.”

“Oh no,” Grace muttered with a laugh as she covered her eyes, listening to the loud voices of seven men as they yelled their objectives of who was the father of the group, how one man was this role and why this was this and how and why.

It continued for another hour until they all went back to their spring picnic, now content to relax in the company of each other and their food until it was time to go back to reality and the demands of their career.

#bts 8th member #bts eighth member #bts additional member #bts female member #bts fic #bts scenarios #bts fanfiction #bts reactions

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bts-siyeongeun · 3 months

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────────── THE BASICS.

birth name : jeon jeonggeun (전정근)

nicknames : playboy jeon , korea’s heartthrob , dancertron

birthdate : 1st september , 1997

age : 28 (korean age) / 26 (international age)

zodiac sign : virgo

birthplace : busan , south korea

hometown : mandeok-dong , busan , south korea

current residence : yongsan-gu , seoul , south korea

languages : korean (100% - mother tongue) , japanese (60% - advanced) , english (55% - general knowledge)

────────── PHYSICAL TRAITS.

height : 5’10 ft / 177.8 cm

eye colour : dark brown

natural hair colour : black

modifications : piercings , tattoos

blood type : a

faceclaim : jeon jeongguk (bts)

────────── CAREER INFO.

stage name : dex

debut date : june 13th , 2O13

positions : lead rapper , main dancer , vocal

current state : serving mandatory military service

active years : 2O13 - n/a

agency : bighit music ; hybe

trainee period : 2 years

representative emoji : 🐺

voiceclaim : jeon jeongguk (bts)

dance claim : taemin (shinee)

rap claim : bobby (ikon)

────────── PERSONAL INFO.

mbti : entj-a

family : mother , father , older brother , twin brother

positive traits : efficient , energetic , self-confident , strong-willed , strategic thinking , charismatic and inspiring

negative traits : stubborn and dominant , intolerant , impatient , arrogant , poor handling of emotions , cold and ruthless

────────── HIS TRIVIA.

he was born in mandeok-dong , busan , south korea.

his family consists of : mother , father , older brother , and his twin brother who debuted alongside him in bts.

dex is the older twin to jungkook by ten minutes. it was said by his mother that dex had cried nonstop for those ten minutes until jungkook was born , and only then did he stop crying.

education : baekyang elementary , baekyang middle school / shingu middle school , school of performing arts seoul , global cyber university.

growing up , he never had any dreams of being an idol , but he had a natural talent for dance so his friends would always encourage him to pursue competitions. he won many awards prior to joining bighit.

he choreographed the dance for newjeans’ debut single ‘attention’.

due to him sharing a birthday with jungkook , they have joint lives where they celebrate their birthdays with army.

his “ mic drop ” fancam is the second most watched fancam in the history of k-pop , just a million views behind s!nea’s “ fake love ” fancam.

dex said the body part he is most confident about on himself is his abs.

to the members’ surprise , he sleeps in everyone’s bunk but his own. he’s very clingy and always needs someone / something to hug or he can’t fall asleep.

his favourite colour is black.

when asked to rank the most attractive member , he said he’s always liked those on the smaller side. he thinks yeonix and jimin are at a tied first.

he was considered the ‘ big brother ’ of the students in his school because he was the first person they would come to if they were ever bullied or in trouble.

his favourite number is 25.

he is said to have a short temper and can easily be riled up by disrespect. he has many diss tracks but they’re not explicitly addressed to the people he’s talking about.

he once asked all of his members to write down the causes that they held most dear to their heart and sent donations to charities that aligned with them. he has donated over ₩100 million to various charities.

he has really bad eyesight so he wears glasses most of the time. he only wears contacts when he’s working.

he is ranked as one of the greatest dancers of all time in k-pop alongside taemin , kai , ten and fellow members j-hope and jimin.

some of his favourite foods are buldak noodles , onnuriye donkatsu , galbi jjim , dakbal and anything else that is spicy.

he has a party trick where he’s able to spin both of his index fingers in opposite directions at the same time.

in the dorm , dex is in charge of doing the laundry. sometimes he also helps jin with cooking for the members.

hobbies : partying , collecting shoes , archery , woodworking , origami.

he tends to keep up a tough facade and enjoys time to himself , but he can never say no to the members when they ask him to do something fun together.

he taught jungkook some dance moves to help him with his audition for bighit.

dex’s motto : “ your dreams won’t come true overnight , but if you quit , they won’t come true at all. ”

he got his driving license. (bts run ep.18)

he has a tuxedo pet cat who he adopted from a shelter in 2O19. his name is jeon junior.

during one of his dance competitions when he was younger , dex was invited to join a dance crew who had built their status from the ground up. they all called themselves ‘ the pyeonghye ’ which stands for ‘ brothers for life ’.

according to yeonix , dex can bench press an incredible 102.3kg as of 2O22 , making him one of the strongest members in bts in terms of raw strength. he can also lift members on each arm without a problem.

dex’s ideal date : “ anywhere quiet , where there aren’t a lot of people and we can just hold each other’s hands , bask in each other’s company silently without it being awkward. maybe a museum? i’m not too picky. i’d be happy as long as we got to spend time together. ”

💬 — other members about dex.

rm : “ he’s a man of mystery , almost the complete opposite of jeongguk. whereas jeongguk-ah is doe eyed and innocent , jeonggeun has a sharp look , like he’s always observing. i think he could have a been a real threat if he weren’t on our team for sure. ”

s!nea : “i think we get along well because we both enjoy silent company. he’s the type of guy that doesn’t flaunt his skills , but he has a lot of them. i asked him , ‘ why don’t you do something with these? ’ he said , ‘ no , i’m fine with using these skills just for the group. ’ i think he might be a workaholic. ”

jimin : “ he’s so serious. i remember how difficult it used to be to get him to smile when i first met him. he’s a complete tsundere , but i’m stubborn too! through my perseverance , i can make him smile a lot nowadays. i feel accomplished when i see that wolffish grin. ”

j-hope : “ he pretends to get annoyed and huffy when i try to cuddle with him or hug him , but i know he loves me a lot. late at night , he’ll come into my room thinking i’m asleep and apologise for being a pain. he’s a softie at heart. it makes me want to squeeze him even more. ”

yeonix : “ he puts on this tough guy act so he isn’t treated like a baby , but we’ve all been there to see him grow. at the end of the day , bangtan has two maknaes and i plan to spoil them both equally , and i’ll make sure geun-ah enjoys it as much as his brother does. ”

jin : “ oh , he’s incredible. he’s confident , isn’t afraid to speak up or help people. i think he’s perfect for a guy like me who is a little more shy. he’s my human shield , he’ll take over for me if i’m feeling nervous so i think he deserves the recognition of being worldwide handsome’s most trusted dongsaeng. he won’t let anyone down. ”

jungkook : “ he’s my partner in crime , my ride or die , and even though we’re twins , i see him more like a hyung. i know some people might not understand him , but i’ll always be by his side. i want to be there for every stage of geunie’s life until we grow old together so let’s live a long life! fighting! ”

suga : “ he’s a big flirt , incredibly charming. he’ll stroke your chin as he listens to you , or drop whatever he’s doing and pay complete attention to what you’re saying. he loves making the others flustered. it puts a cheeky smile on his face quicker than anything. he’s a brat. ”

v : “ we’re super close. the other members think i’m lying when i say this , but we’ve gone out together countless of times! seriously! we match each other’s energy and like to go out a lot so he invites me to parties and stuff. he’s really popular with a lot of people. i think even if he wasn’t in bangtan , he would’ve done something big with himself. ”

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kinkandkreep · 2 years

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Vixen ~ Chapter One

➼ Pairing: Park Jimin x OFC (Shin Ara)

➼ Length: 5.7k

➼ Rating: pg-15

➼ Content: Arranged Marriage AU, CEO AU, Mafia AU | TW: Medical Issues (resolved), Mentions/Discussion of Human Trafficking (not by BTS or SKZ members) | JK is Ara's BFF and bodyguard and Best Boy; Bangtan and Stray Kids are mafia; think Kitty Gang Jimin; flirting and fluff; multiple ARMY and STAY easter eggs sprinkled throughout (I welcome comments detailing which ones you caught); author does her best to beat the Wattpad allegations and fails miserably, which is funny because she went straight to ao3 and skipped the orange app phase

➼ Many thanks to @kookthief @moonleeai & @yoongiobsessed for betaing this chapter<3

➼ Taglist (Open): @bangtan-famiglia-net @kookthief @otome-wandering

➼ Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and in no way represents any member of BTS, SKZ, or any other K-pop group mentioned in any way beyond the face and name claims the author made for this work.

➼ Chapter Two (14/10/23) ➼ Chapter Three (15/10/23) ➼ Masterlist ➼Ao3

The door to the opulent room swung open soundlessly, allowing the tall, muscular man to enter unnoticed. He cleared his throat, gaining the attention of the young woman seated at the vanity.

“Your father has requested your presence ASAP. When will you be ready?”

The woman glanced up from her careful application of sparkly gold eyeliner.

“Give me five minutes, Kookie! Is he home?” She moved towards the walk-in closet across the spacious bedroom.

“He’s at the office. I’ll bring the car around, then.” The woman’s bodyguard –but first and foremost her friend– left, and she began the process of accessorizing.

Fifteen minutes later, the car pulled up to the tall office building in downtown Seoul, the headquarters of ShinCorp.

As the heiress of ShinCorp, Shin Ara was immediately escorted to the CEO’s office and served tea by the secretary.

“Appa?”

Secretary Kim set the tray on the coffee table, leaving father and daughter to their meeting.

Ara glided gracefully over to warmly hug her father. “Jungkook told me you wanted to speak with me about an urgent matter. Is something wrong?”

Shin Jungok sighed, lowering himself onto the sofa across from his only child. “No, nothing is wrong. What has my beautiful daughter been accomplishing lately?”

Ara crossed her legs, smoothing her ruffled swiss-dot skirt over her knees. “I’ve been looking at property for my gallery. Other than that, I’ve been rather quiet. You’ve been busy with work, so I haven’t wanted to disturb you, Appa.”

Jungok smiled. “You are such a respectful child, Ara. Yes, I’ve been occupied with work. I just finished a meeting with the new CEO of Park Group.”

“Oh, their former CEO died recently, didn’t he? His son took over, I suppose? Awfully young to be CEO,” she mused.

“Yes, he’s only twenty seven, but he has a good head for business. We’ve never partnered with the Park Group before, though a contract was once drawn up between us. I guess he’s trying to show the board he’s capable despite his youth.”

“Maybe he’s capable because of his youth,” Ara arched her brow at her father.

Jungok took a long sip of his tea. “Ara, are you seeing anyone?”

She blinked at the non sequitur. “Uh…no? I’ve been busy planning my gallery. I haven’t had time to date.”

“Park Jimin asked for your hand in marriage,” Jungok stated simply.

Ara stared. “What?”

“Will you at least think about it? I’m sure he’ll take good care of you and be a good husband to you, and if we make this partnership, he’ll be more solidly accepted as a businessman. You know I’m getting older, and ShinCorp will stay in our family when I retire. I am proud of you for following your own path, and a little pleased that you do not want to take over ShinCorp, but I want to make sure you are taken care of.”

“May I see the contract?”

Jungok handed her the portfolio, and she read through it carefully. “Will ShinCorp go to Mr. Park or to our children?”

“Mr. Park will have a share and your children will receive the rest. Until they come of age, you and he will have joint control over the company,” Jungok explained. “I know you don’t want to be CEO, but we must take caution in this day and age. I know you will make sure ShinCorp is run according to our mission statement.”

Ara hummed an acknowledgment and flipped over a page.

“Do you have Mr. Park’s number?”

Her father looked up in surprise. “Are you sure? I’m not pressuring you, Ara!”

“I know, Appa. I accept his proposal.”

“Well, I believe he left his card…” Jungok moved to his desk and shuffled through some papers. “...here!” He handed it to Ara.

“Er…the marriage is best announced and signed on sooner rather than later.”

Ara barely glanced up from creating a new contact in her phone.

“I’m aware, Appa,” she said briskly. “Will next Saturday work? I saw the perfect dress when I was out shopping with Unnie last week. I’ve been planning my wedding since I was a little girl, Appa.”

It was Jungok’s turn to stare at her. “In just over a week?”

She smirked. “Money is king, is it not? I’ll get everything done in time.” She patted his shoulder on her way to the door. “Leave it to me.”

~~~

Twenty minutes later, Ara slipped into her car. She clipped the seatbelt in, and Jungkook took off.

“You’re looking at the future Mrs. Park Jimin!” she announced cheerfully.

“What?!” Jungkook swerved, then corrected the car.

“I’m marrying Park Jimin next Saturday if that works for him.” Her phone pinged. “Speak of the devil. ‘Yes, Saturday is perfect. Thank you for accepting my proposal. I am sorry it is so short notice and businesslike,’” Ara read aloud. “He sounds decent. Good.”

“He’d better be more than decent,” muttered Jungkook darkly, turning a corner smoothly.

Ara cooed. “Aww, are you worried about me? You’re the one who trained me for my black belt in taekwondo.”

“It’s literally my job, Ara!”

“I know, but still…Anyways, can you drop me off at the Whalien Cafe so I can meet all the girls at once?”

“Sure. Should I come in?”

“If you want. Have you ever tried their special 52 Hertz menu item? It’s sooo good.”

“No, I haven’t. I’ll come to crowd control your friends and try it while I’m there.”

“Wise choice.”

Ara and Jungkook walked into Whalien Cafe and ordered, then joined the five girls at two squished-together tables. Ara’s friends and unnie updated her on their lives since she had seen them last, then Ara dropped her bomb.

“Will you be my bridesmaids next Saturday?”

There was a beat of silence, then complete chaos erupted.Once they calmed down, she explained the situation. They immediately agreed to be her bridesmaids and began planning.

Ara explained her vision, then sat back as the ideas ran wild. By the end of the afternoon, she had a list of her favourite suggestions and a promise from each of her friends to join her the next day for dress shopping.

The friend group had met in college, except for Ara’s unnie, Kim Sihyeon. Sihyeon was the cousin of Jungok’s PA, Seokjin, who Ara viewed as an older brother.

Ara’s mother died in a car accident when Ara was eleven and Jungok immediately hired Ara a bodyguard-chauffeur. Jungok had Jungkook befriend Ara and trained him to become her new bodyguard-chauffeur when he was old enough. The other four members of the friend group were Jennie, Rose, Jisoo, and Lisa. They’d all been dorm mates in college and were quite close.

~~~

After a light supper, Ara spent the evening reserving things and purchasing necessary items for her upcoming nuptials.

Her phone dinged with an alert. Curious, she turned from her laptop and tapped on the message.

PJ: You’re certainly very organized! I was honestly expecting a month at best. I have people working on a story of how we met earlier. Here’s a link to the rough draft. Make whatever changes you want.

Inquisitive, Ara tapped on the link to the document, a professional publicist’s work, of course. It was well-written, if a little sensational, but she frowned at the extra drama sprinkled in, such as their coincidental meeting in Italy in the spring and their secret romance (none of which she recalled).

SA: Why do we need an article? Do you need this for appearances? *I* don’t mind being ‘just a business marriage’. It is a good story, though:)

PJ: I thought you would want it to seem as normal as possible. You are quite intriguing, Miss Shin.

SA: Good;) Let’s just release a formal announcement stating we’ve decided to get married. The media really doesn’t need anything else.

SA: I have the place and time booked for the reception and ceremony. Is there anything you’d like me to add, like family traditions?

PJ: Whatever you like. I will be giving you my halmeoni’s ring, if that’s alright with you.

SA: Of course! One final question…pink?

PJ: It’s a decent colour?

SA: 👍

A light knock echoed from the heavy wooden door, then a man popped his head into Jimin’s private office.

“Hey, Boss, there’s a box from your fiancée.”

“Bring it in,” the man behind the desk ordered.

He carefully opened the box and lifted out a pastel-pink silk tie. The paper inside read, “I hope this hue of pink is a decent enough colour to wear to our wedding. If this is satisfactory, text me and I’ll send over the rest for your groomsmen. Black suits, please. ~SA”

Jimin smiled a little at the slightly wonky smiley face Ara had drawn beside her name and carefully replaced the tie.

PJ: It’s perfect. Thank you.

A woman all in black walked purposefully into the old warehouse. Several men and a few women were working busily in the large space, barely looking up at the click of her heels.

The door to the private rooms built into the warehouse swung open with the slight squeak of a hinge needing oil.

Gold eyes scanned over its occupants.

“Where’s Hyunjin?”

“He’s restocking the medical room since he got his new supplies,” answered a man with vermilion hair, stretching from his slump over a computer.

“Thanks, Chan.”

A tall man with long black hair popped out of a side room. “You called, Boss?”

The woman nodded shortly, clapping her hands for attention. “You all know that since Park Wonshik died, Bangtan’s been targeted. Well, the head of Bangtan had a brilliant idea to partner with the Grays, business-level and gang-level, through marriage.

“The head of Gray’s daughter is marrying Park Jimin on Saturday. The other mafia will find out tomorrow. With Bangtan and Gray united, the mafia looking to take over Bangtan may set their sights on smaller game, so we need to be prepared for any backlash against us.

“Minho, you figure out if the others are planning to attack anyone. Hyunjin, find out how much Bangtan has on Stray Kids. Everyone else, get ready for an attack, worst-case scenario.”

“Yes, ma’am!” saluted the eight men in unison. They turned to their tasks, leaving Chan to approach the woman.

“Vix, you sure about this?”

Vixen’s blood-red lips curved in a smile. “Don’t worry, Channie. I have everything under control and I have plans for every variable, just like oppa taught me.”

Chan sighed. “Alright, then. I trust you, Vix.”

“Boss, here’s the file on Shin Ara you wanted.”

“Thanks, Hoseok.”Jimin took the file and flipped through it.

Good grades, though they slipped the year her mother Aeri died; friendly but only had a handful of close friends- four girls she met in college, four of her father’s employees, and one ex-boyfriend, Lee Minho, whom she was still friendly with. Graduated high school and college with honours, has an arts degree in photography, and had recently purchased a building on the edge of downtown Seoul for a gallery.

Who are you, Shin Ara? Why did you so readily agree to marry a stranger?

Jimin mulled over the possibilities, staring at her picture on the screen before him.

Another knock on the door roused him. “Sir, it’s time for your suit fitting.”

~~~

Jimin looked eagerly at the doors, waiting for the first glance of his wife face-to-face.

The audience stood as Ara strutted down the catwalk with a grace only a girl who had been bred in high society could achieve.

She took his hand, her fingers gripping his tightly. Her hand fit perfectly in his. A whiff of her floral perfume wafted through the air. Her very presence seemed familiar, though Jimin figured that could be from the hundreds of texts they had exchanged in the past eleven days.

Kim Seokjin was officiating at Ara’s request; it seemed to Jimin that he spoke slowly on purpose, taunting him with the veiled face of his bride.

Finally they reached the vows, and Ara’s grip on his hand tightened momentarily.

Jimin slipped his grandmother’s ring onto her finger, admiring the sparkle that seemed right. The three red garnets bookmarked by tiny diamonds suited her.

Ara slid the gold band on his finger, a little shock running up his arm from where she touched him.

“Sorry,” she whispered.

“...You may kiss the bride,” announced Seokjin.

Jimin carefully lifted the veil over Ara’s reddish-brown hair, careful not to mess up her hairdo, and met her eyes with a smile he hoped wasn’t too eager.

Her eyes locked on his, a hint of a smile in their mahogany depths. He smiled back, placing his hand on her cheek, his thumb cupping her jaw. The steady beat of her heart pounded under his thumb as he dipped her slightly, the crowd cheering in celebration.

With a wink at her surprised glance, he swept his thumb over her lips, pressing his own to his thumb.

Seokjin gave him a minuscule nod that he caught out of the corner of his eye. No one else appeared to have caught the faux-kiss, thankfully.

Jimin really didn’t want to have to explain to his teasing brothers that the big, bad mafia boss didn’t want to scare his new bride away.

Sihyeon straightened the train of Ara’s Alexander Wang dress and handed her the bouquet of pink ranunculus. Jimin extended his arm, Ara looped hers through his, and they swept down the aisle.

Jungok caught his eye on the way by, “Don’t forget your promise,” he mouthed.

The promise, in Jimin’s copy of the contract– Jungok’s only stipulation.

Do not let Ara find out that you or I are in the mafia.

Ara was a total Daddy’s girl, only idolizing him. He didn’t want to break her heart, tell her that her appa wasn’t all she’d thought he was.

Jungok had been secretly overjoyed when she had come to him, saying she wanted to study art, not business to prepare for inheriting ShinCorp. It was much easier to hide the fact that he was the don of the Gray mafia, one of the biggest in Seoul.

Jungok could leave ShinCorp to his Head of Strategy, Kim Namjoon, who would run the Grays as well, and Ara would be none the wiser.

Jungok’s one wish was to never crush his little girl’s world of gold and pink and glitter and peace.

Yes, he had insisted she learn a martial art and have a bodyguard, but many CEOs’ families had more protection. Aeri’s accident may have truly been an accident, but after he failed to protect his wife, he vowed to make sure Ara would always be protected.

After the luxurious reception, the Parks drove to Jimin’s home and base of operations, codenamed Cypher. Jimin drove them himself- Ara had brought Jungkook with her but given him the night off, and he was hitting it off with his new colleagues and Jimin’s friends/groomsmen, Kim Taehyung, Jung Hoseok, Min Yoongi, Choi Soobin, and Choi Beomgyu.

Jimin pulled the bulletproof SUV up to the steps and sighed in relief. None of the other mafia or gangs had attempted anything, and Bangtan was now officially allied with Gray; the gangs pressuring and testing him since his father’s death should relax now.

He leaned his head against the headrest and looked over at Ara. Oh, right.

“So…it didn’t seem quite right discussing it over text, but where should I put your things? I have a suite prepared for you, or you can have the master bedroom, whichever you’d like…”

Ara smiled a little at his awkwardness, masking her own. They hadn’t exactly had the time to discuss the finer points of married life, beyond the ‘getting married’ point.

“I think the suite would be best for now, although I am looking forward to getting to know you better, and I hope we can make this relationship work.”

“I do, too.” Jimin pulled out his phone to text the housekeeper to move the rest of Ara’s things to the prepared suite . “You looked beautiful, I meant to say that earlier.”

“Thank you. Er- did you dye your hair to match the colour scheme? I wasn’t expecting that level of cooperation.”

Jimin chuckled, getting out of the SUV and stretching to relieve the lingering awkwardness. “No, that was a coincidence. I’m glad it didn’t clash with the colour scheme, though. When you asked about suits and colours all I could think of at first was, ‘Oh no, what if she wants one of those ultra-modern black-and-white weddings’ or something.”

Ara’s light laughter floated through the crisp night. “Don’t worry, I like colour. Photographer, y’know?”

“I was really impressed by how quickly you got everything prepared.” He paused, debating on broaching the subject now or later. Curiosity won, and he plowed ahead. “Can I ask why you agreed to marry me so quickly?”

Ara shrugged, bending over to pull off her sparkly pink Louboutins. “You needed a partnership with my father’s group. Appa would have a beneficial business agreement with your company. I would like to be a wife, and in the future, a mother. I’ve never had a long-term boyfriend or anything…all the chaebol heirs are too old, too young, pricks, immature, or just not my type. I confess I did a little stalking of you, and Appa approved of you. Even if this was a business marriage, he would never suggest a man who wouldn’t treat me well. And you saved me the time and stress of introducing my boyfriend to my family and waiting to see if the verdict would fall in your favour or not,” she shrugged again.

Jimin nodded, fascinated by the peek into Ara’s brain. “I hope that, at the very least, we’ll get along as friends. Would you like to go on a date tomorrow?”

“Sure, I’m free. What time?”

~~~

Ara settled into her very comfy bed and pulled out her phone.

SA: 2:00 p.m. tomorrow

KS: Done so soon?

SA: Shut up. 2:00, be there or don’t.

KS: Got it. I’ll be there.🙄

At 1:55 p.m., Ara descended the stairs of her new house, ready for her date. Her peach tunic dress hugged her curves and fell to her knees, complemented by her chunky brown leather heels, gold jewelry, and an oversized burgundy purse.

Jimin had just pulled the car up, and his jaw loosened a little. “You look stunning!”

Ara blushed, pushing a loose curl behind her ear. “Thanks, you look pretty nice yourself.”

Jimin wore his loose white suit well, his plum shirt complementing his peachy-pink hair.

The car ride to downtown Seoul was filled with quiet chatter as the newlyweds got to know each other better.

Jimin pulled up to an art museum and got out, heading quickly to Ara’s side to open the door for her. She took his arm, and he let her tell him all about the art and curation as they toured the museum.

“Abeoji first took me to a museum when I was six, I think? I really liked it and begged Eomma to take me back. I just kept making my parents take me to museums until I’d seen them all, and then repeated it. I tried drawing and painting, but I wasn’t very good at them and didn’t want to put in the hours of practice to attempt to be good.”

They strolled along to the photography section, having gone through the traditional paintings and sketches.“Photography caught my attention when I was ten or eleven…Jungkook had taken up photography as his hobby, and he let me try sometimes. I really loved those times taking pictures and decided that’s what I wanted to do as a job, not run ShinCorp. Appa was surprisingly accepting of my decision, but he’s always spoiled me a bit,” Ara laughed.

“Jungkook, as in, your bodyguard?” Jimin asked curiously. “He couldn’t have been much use when you were ten…he’s only a bit older than you, right?”

“Oh, Kook wasn’t my bodyguard till he was eighteen. We grew up as childhood friends since my eomma’s accident. He’s from Busan, but he was kidnapped and trafficked around the time of my mom’s accident. The police rescued him and some other children when they broke up the ring of gangsters that had been trafficking kids,” explained Ara, pausing in front of a photo of a field of wildflowers.

“Jungkook was an orphan, so one of the policemen who’d rescued them fostered him. He was Appa’s friend, and they thought it would be good for both of us to have a companion.”

Ara turned to see what Jimin thought of this revelation. He was frowning at the floor, one hand in his pocket. Running his other hand through his hair, he exhaled. “That must have been tough.”

Ara nodded. “He doesn’t speak about it much–sensitive, you know? Oh, and you don’t need to worry about…anything between us,” she added hesitantly. “We did have a crush on each other in high school, but we realized we’re better off as friends. There’s no competition.”

He raised his head to smirk at her, pushing his hair back one final time. “So, there’s a chance of winning your heart?”

She smiled back, lifting her lashes flirtatiously. “I’d say there’s a good chance.”

“Shall we go for dinner, then?”

“Sure, I could eat. Could we try this new French restaurant nearby?”

“Whatever you want, milady. What’s its name?”

“L’Domino. Main floor of the Star Lost hotel,” Ara pointed down the street to a tall building several blocks away, visible from the museum parking lot.

“Ah…I’ve heard of that place. Let’s go, then!”

The maitre’d heard their names and immediately showed them to a table. Dim lighting, but not so dim you couldn’t see what you were eating, opulent fabrics and the quiet instrumental soundtrack gave the dining room an atmosphere oozing exclusivity. Jimin pulled out Ara’s chair for her, then sat opposite her.

A black-suited waiter approached, his chubby cheeks lifted in a smile. “Good evening! My name is Jisung; I’ll be your server tonight. Can I start you off with a beverage?”

At D9, Vixen’s HQ, Chan picked up the phone, halting its first ring. “Chan.”

“Christmas, it’s me. Have Park Jimin’s hacker find Jeon Jungkook’s file of his kidnapping. Shin Ara told him about it; he’ll be suspicious.”

“Got it. Did Seungmin make the drop?”

“The goods are in position. I’ll contact you later for news on our plans, I just wanted to give you a head start on the file. Vixen over and out.”

“Thank you for the lovely date, Princess. I enjoyed getting to know you. Perhaps we could make this a regular thing?”

Jimin opened the front door, and Ara stepped into the low-lit foyer. “Thank you. I had a lot of fun, and ditto,” she returned. “Making this regular sounds lovely.”

Jimin inhaled and pushed further. “Would you like to have breakfast together in the mornings if I’m not at the office early?”

“I’d love to. What time do you normally eat?”

“Quarter to eight. Does that work for you?”

“Sounds perfect. See you tomorrow, then?”

“See you then. Sleep well,” he called after her, already halfway up the stairs.

“You as well. Goodnight, Jimin.” Ara entered her suite, all done in pastels with gold accents. It was either a strange coincidence or someone had been talking (she bet it was her appa), but it was very similar to her room at home.

She headed to the ensuite to begin her nighttime routine, replaying the whole date with Jimin.

She had expected maybe dinner or an outing, but not the entire afternoon and evening. It was lovely, but she wondered if Jimin would face any backlash over spending so much time off work. It was crucial he maintained a flawless profile in the first months of being appointed CEO, Ara was enough of a businessman’s daughter to know that. Their marriage was, in part, to help stabilize his takeover, and she didn’t want to be a hindrance.

He was a perfect gentleman and quite attentive. She’d miss his company, but she’d make sure their next date was a little shorter. By their first anniversary, he should be able to spend more time with her again.

It’s not like she was expecting love and him to wait on her hand and foot, even if she did hope they’d grow to genuinely care about each other. Time flew by, anyway– she’d survive a few months without his constant presence. Resolved to broach the subject at breakfast the next morning, she crawled into her comfy bed and replayed his every action again.

He was too perfect. She’d find his flaw sooner or later.

Jimin tapped his fingers rhythmically on his desk and sighed. Finally, he pushed a button and asked for Jungkook to be fetched.

Minutes later, Ara’s bodyguard stood at attention in front of him.

“You’ve known Ara since you were eleven?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You were adopted by Jeon Jeonghwa, an officer in Seoul’s police department, Organized Crime division?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Ara told me you were kidnapped from Busan and brought here by traffickers, till you were rescued by your adoptive father.”

Jungkook nodded.

“You became her bodyguard at eighteen…you’ve trained in martial arts for twelve years?”

“Yes, sir. Mr. Shin insisted Ara and I take self-defense lessons, and I wanted more.”

“You know who Shin Jungok is? Who I am?” Jimin leaned back in his chair, studying Jungkook.

“Yes, sir. Head of the Gray Gang and the Bangtan Family.”

“Does Ara suspect who we are?” Jimin narrowed his eyes. The million-dollar question…or maybe, billion-dollar, considering the revenue estimated to be brought in by this alliance.

“No, sir. Mr. Shin wants her to know nothing about your other business. He’s made sure she knows nothing.”

“Tell me if she ever mentions anything about it to you, please. Thank you for your time.”

“Yes, sir. Also…there was never really anything between us. We’re like siblings, sir.”

Jungkook left, and Jimin resumed his finger tapping, staring at the spot where the man had stood.

Time went by, and the newlyweds fell into a routine. They would have breakfast together four times a week when Jimin wasn’t ‘at the office early’. When he came home, they would have dinner, either trying out a new restaurant or one of Ara’s home-cooked meals.

Cooking was her hobby, and she enjoyed experimenting with various cuisines and fusions.

Mrs. Lee, the housekeeper, let her have free reign of the kitchen, a feat not easily achieved.

The long-date problem was solved by the compromise of several shorter dates. Once a week, Jimin would take Ara on a coffee or lunch date, the short distance between Ara’s gallery and Park Group’s buildings coming in handy so they could stretch out their precious minutes together.

Ara had almost finished setting up her gallery and excitedly shared her plans for the opening and all the organizing she had to do. Jimin was bemused by her enjoyment of organizing things and creating organizational systems, imagining if she knew about his secondary business and how she’d whip everyone into shape. He had no doubt that she would be a force to be reckoned with if someone got into her path. Grinning at the mental image of Ara siccing Jungkook and maybe his own men on someone standing in her way, he realized he was smiling like a loon and quickly smoothed out his expression.

Just in time.

His secretary knocked on the door and poked his head in. “Sir, the dress was delivered. However, Mrs Shin has not opened it yet.”

With a fond smile, he rolled his eyes. She was probably busy focusing on the networking for the ball tonight.

For all her love of order, she could be so scatterbrained and distracted sometimes. Her suite was a disaster when she was getting ready to go out, and she was always leaving something behind somewhere. Maybe it should have annoyed him, but it only endeared her to him more. She wasn’t completely perfect, something that reassured him to no end. Perfect people were too good to be true, something that made him suspicious of Ara and Jungkook in the beginning.

At first, he’d only spent so much time with Ara because he wanted to know what she was hiding behind that girly-girl, society and gilded mask, but as they became closer, he realized she truly was that good-hearted; not shallow at all, but she didn’t shy away from being the cliche chaebol princess.

Her openness drew him to her like a moth to a flame. He had so many secrets. What was it like to just be who you are, unapologetically? Not worry about what people thought of you?

Jungkook was similar to Ara, probably because they’d been practically attached by the hip for over a decade. He’d quickly proven himself to Jimin’s closest circle, and as Mrs Shin’s guy, he was quickly welcomed to the inner ranks. He gave Jimin good advice about how to deal with Ara, which Jimin truly appreciated, and he was always down to join Jimin in a workout or spar.

Even Hoseok, Jimin’s Head of Security, approved of Jungkook, a difficult achievement.

By the second month of the contract marriage, Ara and Jungkook were permanent fixtures in the Bangtan Family’s life, and it seemed unthinkable that anything should happen to them. They were Parks now, and it seemed like they always had been.

Jimin knocked on Ara’s door, fiddling with his garnet cufflinks while he waited. The thick carpeting muffled her footsteps, and the door swung open unexpectedly.

His jaw dropped.

The form-fitting red dress had a sparkling corset bodice, laced up tightly to emphasize his wife’s curves, and a hint of thigh winked at him from the slit in the gauzy skirt.

Diamonds glinted from her ears, between fluffy curls he wanted to wrap around his fingers.

Shin Ara looked every inch the mafia queen she was, even if she didn’t know it.

Jimin’s gaze slowly slid down to her strappy gold heels, then back up, making Ara blush.

“You look wonderful,” he said, extending his hand.

“Thank you.”

~~~

Jimin proudly escorted his wife into the high society, clandestine mafia ball.

Jungok spotted them arriving and came over to greet them.

Every two weeks, the entire group of Gray and Bangtan’s inner circles came together for dinner. Jungok had been at their mansion two days ago, yet he acted as if it had been two months.

“Hello, my beautiful daughter; Jimin. You look so much like your mother,” Jungok stared wistfully at Ara. “Speaking of, when will I get my own grandchildren?”

Blushing furiously, Ara thwacked her father’s arm. “Appa!”

“What? I’m an old man, I want to see my grandchildren before I die.”

Ara scoffed. “You’re so dramatic, Appa; you’re not that old. Anyways, how’s your new secretary doing? Has he learned anything yet?” she grinned, recalling her father’s exasperated rant on the secretary’s new structuring and organization tactics earlier that week.

“Yes, Seungmin just needed some time to learn the ropes; he’s quite bright. When will you have your opening night?” Jungok switched the topic.

“Next month, the twelfth. I’m so excited!”

Jimin chimed in with a chuckle, “It’s all she’s been focused on for a while now.”

Ara glared playfully at him and swept off for some punch.

Rejoining the men, she saw her father grip Jimin’s wrist tightly and speak lowly into his ear.

“Appa? Gwaenchana?”

“Just a little thirsty,” Jungok said thickly. Ara quickly passed him her punch and watched in horror as it spilled all over the front of her dress, the cup crashing to the floor moments before Jungok.

“Appa!” Ara stared at the sweat gathering on his forehead, at the light, fast breaths he was taking as he weakly tugged at his tie to loosen it.

"Call an ambulance!" She demanded of no one in particular, crouching beside him in worry.

Jimin dialed the emergency line quickly and waited for the ambulance to come. Jungkook rushed over, checking Jungok’s pulse and loosening his collar and cuffs, rolling him onto his side.

The EMTs arrived and transported Jungok to the hospital, sirens blaring as they sped through the streets.

Ara nervously twisted her fingers in her lap, her gaze fixed on the flashing lights directly ahead of them as Jimin followed the vehicle carrying her father.

Finger twisting was joined by impatient pacing in front of the row of chairs as she awaited any news.

After what seemed like hours of pacing under the glaring white lights, the doctor who’d taken her father approached.

“Mr. Shin is stable but unconscious right now. He had a heart attack. Do you know if he had any of these symptoms lately?” the doctor rattled off a list of concerning things Ara wished she knew about.

She shook her head helplessly. “I-I don’t know. I just got married recently and moved out- I’ve only seen him briefly…”

“Hey, it’s okay,” Jimin wrapped his arms around her comfortingly, returning from making calls to his secretary, letting her know that he wouldn’t be in the next day. “You didn’t and couldn’t know– that’s not your fault. It’s not anyone’s fault; it’s just a fact. Your dad is stable now. It’ll be okay, yeah?” His hand rubbed soothing strokes up and down her arm. “Ara, you’re cold.” Shrugging his coat off, he wrapped it around her like a hug.

“We’d like to run some tests on Mr. Shin, just to make sure he’s okay besides this issue,” said the doctor, eyeing her sympathetically. “Could you come to my office to sign some papers?”

Once everything was finally sorted out and she had seen her father, reassured that he was going to be okay and there was nothing for her to do at present, Jimin took her home and sent her straight to bed.

Tucking her in, he smoothed the comforter over her shoulders, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead. “He’ll be okay, Princess.”

“Thank you for everything, Jimin.” She blinked up at his shadowed profile.

“Of course. Get some sleep.” His finger brushed her cheek, then she heard his light footsteps head toward the door and the quiet snick of the door closing.

Closing her eyes, she did her best to sleep. Its comforting embrace welcomed her swiftly.

#bangtanwhq #bangtanfamiglianet #group: bts #group: skz #type: fic #author: star-my #series: vixen #chapter: 1 #au: mafia #au: ceo #au: arranged marriage #tw: medical issues #length: 5-6k #tw: human trafficking #star scribbles

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fromtenthousandfeet · 4 months

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https://x.com/datdidzz/status/1798319901511442509?s=46

Every time I think about what power Hybe possesses I can’t help but worry about Jimin. It’s pretty much established that he is the unwanted child there, but what more can this company may do is what stresses me most. “Free Jimin” but it seems as Mission Impossible part 8

You are right to worry. Sigh. The music business is a dirty industry and HYBE is as unethical as any other label. Jimin's fandom is truly incredible, resourceful, creative, dedicated, you get the idea. They work wonders with streaming and filling the gaping marketing void Big Hit has created, however, there's only so much the fandom can do. If the label refuses to either record or release Jimin's music, there's simply nothing to stream or hype. To me, this is the biggest fear. If Jimin stays with the company they might only let him release solo music when they need an infusion of cash. They 100% use him for generating revenue but do they care about nurturing his growth as an artist?

Consider:

Full priced songs on iTunes. No discounts like for others. The price of FACE vinyl was absurd. $50 USD for 7 songs.

Cheap, homespun fan-facing events rather than proper venues and set designs.

Paid content rather than free content. Jimin's Production Diary being the only one on HYBE-owned Weverse. And it was expensive to purchase.

No or very few ads, no or very little playlisting.

Jimin is a walking bank for HYBE. You know what's most infuriating about this? It's the fact that the company can neglect Jimin and they know his fans will respond by buying more of his albums, songs, merchandise, and they stream more. So the worse the company treats him, the more his fandom buy and consume. The company is laughing while they rake in the $$$. Mistreatment is a good business strategy.

I worry that Jimin has been so acclimated to mistreatment (because I think they've been mistreating and undervaluing him since day 1) that he may not stand up for himself or take the necessary steps to free himself from the company.

Now, why should we be hopeful? I'm tentatively hopeful that Jimin may take his solo career to another label and here's why.

ZM-illenial products and the freestanding store in Japan feels like a move towards independence. I'm sort of surprised HYBE hasn't gone after Jimin's father, especially after the company shut down all the tourist destinations associated with BTS.

Dior and Tiffany global brand ambassadorships. Jimin gained additional world-wide exposure and leaned into and grew the immense earning power of his personal brand.

Collaborations with Ha Sungwoon (WIth You), Taeyang (Vibe), and Fast X's Angel Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 show a willingness and eagerness to expand his horizons beyond HYBE.

The trend among K-Pop idols to open their own companies and sign with other labels for their solo careers. Shinee's Teamin moving to the same company as Ha Sungwoon for his solo career feels like a big deal. And he's not alone. There has been a whole movement of K-pop idols signing with different labels for their solo work. The biggest one to me is Lisa of BLACKPINK signing a contract with RCA (and she keeps her masters!). Considering Jimin's extraordinary success with Like Crazy and his faithful fandom, not to mention the huge success of his brand deals, every western label should be salivating at the thought of signing Jimin.

The last reason to be hopeful is that HYBE has the real potential to collapse upon itself before all members of BTS return in slightly more than a year from now.

First, it's becoming increasingly clear that the company can no longer rely on every BTS solo song/album release to be a huge hit. And judging from the response to the lazy Festa merchandise, fans are feeling increasingly taken advantage of. And then there's the growing frustration solo fans feel about the uneven rollouts of the members' individual projects and the obvious favoritism towards Jungkook. I said months ago and I will say again, Bang PD alienates the fandom to his own peril.

Second, HYBE is skating on thin ice when it comes to public opinion. The Ador/HYBE conflict has made Bang Si-hyuk look like a petty tyrant - at least to the general public in Korea and non-BTS or TXT fans. Fans of other HYBE Labels groups don't care about the Big Hit/HYBE origin story or the mythology of Bang PD being its genius founder and precious father figure. If fans feel like the group they like is being neglected, sabotaged, or simply mismanaged, that will impact brand value and the company's ability to attract new investors. Never underestimate the power of public perception.

The company may be forced to treat Jimin better simply because they need the money he generates. And if they go out of business, I assume he and the others become free agents.

I leave you with this article posted yesterday that actually made me laugh out loud. Nobody with a functioning brain thinks a 0.25% increase in stock price in a single day is considered "skyrocketing" - especially when the stock price fell by 0.75% the very next day.* This reeks of desperate media play.

*I did see ARMY hyping this up on Twitter, though. OMG.

Let's keep our chins up for good things in Jimin's future!

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One of the biggest debunking arguments is that all of JM's furniture is currently on display at his father's cafe. Setting aside the lameness of that reasoning, is it not weird that his dad did this? I have zero shade for JM -- he was one of the key factors drawing me into BTS originally. I know this is his dad's thing, leveraging Jimin and BTS for his cafe.. And most of the time I think of it mostly as proud dad thing. But a mock up of his extremely private son's apartment is weird. Now, sure, JM's likely fine with all of it. His apartment was, by his own admission, basically devoid of any personality. But that sort of makes it weirder -- it's not like it's a unique or reflects him. I would attend an exhibit of Tae's weird artsy apartment or NM's museum house. But a random gray couch in a cafe that's only defining characteristic is that it belonged to JM? It's like those weird artifacts, Elvis' pencil or John Lennon's paperclip, that only super (scary) fans really care about. And given the well known parasocial side of K-pop fandom and JM having some of the most intense fans, this just seems like a weirdly unnecessary thing. But maybe it's just me, a deeply introverted non famous foreigner.

This is all part of the effort since they can't disprove it entirely, to say it's not current. When really all that does is prove that it's been going on for awhile.

I've never ever understood this angle on fandom. Why would I want to sit on a chair that RM sat in?! Like... I dunno. It's not my way of being a fan but if some people love that kind of thing, who am I to judge?

Jimin is really close to his Dad right? I'm assuming it's all agreed even if I personally don't really get it. Maybe there has to be some plus side to intense scrutiny and if that's Jimin's Dad making a bit of money from it, I guess I understand that.

The furniture situation is both a straw to clutch at and a pretty reliable debunking of her being in his house right now, I guess.

#my asks

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aricastmblr · 1 year

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Felicitaciones a Jimin y Jungkook por superar los mil millones de reproducciones en Spotify

27 Marzo 2023

JungKook (BTS_twt) ha superado los mil millones de streams en Spotify con todos sus créditos. Es el solista coreano y de kpop que más rápido ha alcanzado este hito.

¡Jungkook logró eso con SOLO 3 CANCIONES antes de su debut oficial! en solo 409 días.

CONGRATULATIONS JIMIN & JUNGKOOK

JIMIN HISTORY MAKER

FATHER ON TOP

#1BforJUNGKOOK

ACE OF POP JUNGKOOK

BUSAN KINGS

https://open.spotify.com/artist/6HaGTQPmzraVmaVxvz6EUc?si=psRSTBJaRXKW4buiJ7GP7g

23 Mayo 2023

JIMIN has now surpassed 1 billion streams on Spotify across all credits. He's the fastest K-Pop soloist in history to reach this milestone.

La cuenta de Spotify de Jimin ha superado el 1 BILLÓN de streams a través de todos sus créditos.

Jimin ahora se ha convertido en el solista de K-Pop más rápido en alcanzar esta impresionante meta.

Park Jimin fue el último miembro en tener una cuenta de Spotify, pero se convirtió en el más rápido en llegar al 1 Billón de streams en solo 393 días.

https://open.spotify.com/artist/1oSPZhvZMIrWW5I41kPkkY?si=T0KxO96YS_O9RtM7beM2og

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1DX7H4XpyC9TgJ?si=c6e389a885c74593

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I’m out of the loop of K-pop now.. can you give me some updates on big bang?

Hello!

I'm not sure how long you've been out of the loop but here's a few updates just off the top of my head for the overall group as well as individual activities.

It's nothing juicy, scandalous, or groundbreaking, just the facts I'm aware of with no thoughts behind them. If I'm missing anything, feel free to add on or correct me.

BigBang

The group’s latest release is ‘Still Life’ (2022)

Bang Bang Bang’ becomes their first song to surpass 200 million streams on spotify as of March 2023

T.O.P

Departed from YG Entertainment in February 2022

Attended a Versace show in LA on March 9th

Joined the Dear Moon Project (a tourism mission and art project launched by a Japanese billionaire that will take a single lunar free return that’ll last over 6 days with 9 crew members including T.O.P and Steve Aoki)

Has developed his own wine brand (T’SPOT)

Although previously stating he would give up on idol life and music overall, he’s planning to release not only his solo debut album but a feature film as well (no confirmed date)

Taeyang

Married February 2018 and became a father December 2021

Confirmed to have signed with THEBLACKLABEL January 3rd after parting ways with YG Entertainment in December 2022

Released a collab with BTS’ Jimin called ‘Vibe’ on January 13th (has one win)

Currently the only BigBang Member under YG Entertainment

Has attended a few Chanel shows as it’s ambassador

7 months after it’s release, his cover of Elvis Presley’s ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’ has been added to the deluxe version of the ‘ELVIS’ soundtrack

Rumored to be making a comeback album and potentially hold a concert

Daesung

Left YG Entertainment December 2022

Was a guest on ‘Roommates, not Marriage’, his first appearance on a variety show since 2017

Seungri

Willingly parted ways with both YG Entertainment and Big Bang in 2019 following the Burning Sun scandal

Released from prison February 9th, 2 days earlier than scheduled, and has kept a low profile for now

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bangtanhoneys · 9 months

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The Grammy Awards - Part Three.

Part 2

It was amazing how quickly the South Korean government could move when it needed to. The news had arrived on the President’s desk the moment the Grammy’s had ended in Los Angeles, 17 hours behind them. It was all over other various media sites as Seoul and the rest of the nation were waking up to the news that BTS had secured two Grammy wins with their female member, Grace Chu.

She had won 7 Rings - Record of the Year and In My Head - Album of the Year, with Bang-PD & PDogg also receiving their own Grammy’s as producers of the album. It was a huge accomplishment considering BTS had been up for similar awards so many times and had walked home empty handed every time. The fact that they had been even nominated was a huge accomplishment but now they could hold their heads up high and say their female member had won it for them.

The military had given Jimin, Jungkook, Yoongi & Namjoon an extra day of leave after the news had arrived so they could be part of Grace’s welcome home party. The government had been quick to act - a hero’s welcome home for opening the door to the rest of the world of idols and K-Pop that a Grammy could be won.

Of course, some said it was because her song was in English and that she was British had a hand in it. Her citizenship was always a bone of contention amongst some Koreans that she had never given up her British identity, preferring to be dual. And there were the anti-fans who thought their groups deserved it more than she did, that she hadn’t done any hard work, hadn’t done any of the lyrics (although Grace had her name on every song credit) and it just continued as the news was pumped around.

No one cared though.

It came down to one simple thing: Grace Chu had won two Grammys in a single night, for an album she had worked her bum off for with two of the men that had always been number one supporters of her solo career.

HYBE were already making plans to open a special display for the awards, her costumes, and her dress and hype it up even more.

For Grace, it had been a blur. From the moment her name had been called for the first award, then the second, and then backstage where everyone had congratulated her and there were sooo many celebrities clambering to get a photo with her, and the boys were on the phone sending their congratulations and by the time they got back to the hotel with a police escort, Grace had simply asked: “What the hell has just happened?”

There was champagne, expensive bottles of it, being popped and her father had drunk at least one bottle on his own. Her mother had been calling Korea, telling their friends and family about the night and Sejin had been updating HYBE, Big Hit and the boys with what was going on.

Grace sat down next to Bang-PD and he reached over, putting his hand on her knee to pat it. “Hell of a night?” he asked, laughing.

“You could say that again,” she gently laughed and ran a hand over her face. She was more than ready to get the makeup off, get the dress off and have a long shower then crawl into bed. All the stress of the night had melted away the moment the hotel door opened.

“I’m proud of you though, Hea. You work exceedingly hard, double that of the boys and yet you never wanted anything at the end of the day. You simply go with the flow and if it happens, it happens. But look at what happened tonight - your performance and two awards in your name.”

“Our name,” Grace corrected with a grin. “Our name, PD-nim. You, me and PDogg. We each get our own in three months.”

“Three months?” he asked, looking horrified. “Hang on, I need to make some calls.”

She guessed he hadn’t heard that part when they had gone backstage to do photos and they had taken the awards off them, explaining that these were simply props and they would receive the actual ones in the post in three months.

Sejin sat down next to her and let out a large breath, running a hand over his face, through his hair and slipped his glasses off. “Wonder if they're doing room service right now?” he asked, wiping the corner of his eye.

“I could do with a big greasy burger with extra pickles and a cola,” Grace sighed. If there was going to be a cheat day, now would be it.

Bang-PD came back just as room service was bringing in trays of burgers and fries and cola, complimentary from the hotel for what she had won tonight. “Perfect timing,” he said as he swiped his own burger and took a seat next to his artist and her manager.

“So, want to hear some good news?”

Grace and Sejin turned to look at him, eyebrows raised with matching expressions as their mouths were taking a bite out of their burgers. It made Bang-PD laugh and he waved a hand, letting them carry on eating.

“I spoke to the Grammys, we can pick up the awards on the way to the airport. They are going to rush-order them as it were. Took a bit of talking but we did it and the President has been on the phone.”

“President of South Korea?” both Grace and Sejin asked.

“That one. He’s got the information of our flight tomorrow and we’re landing in Incheon around 5:30pm so he’s going to roll out the red carpet as it were. It’s going to be a big hero’s welcome - press, photos, a little bit of a speech, and the boys are going to be there. They're off but they’ve been asked to come in their military dress for the day.”

“Jin is going to hate that,” Grace laughed as she threw the extra pickles in her mouth. “So is Yoongi.”

“From what I’ve heard, they're planning their own celebration dinner for you, us, and their families. So be warned,” Bang-PD said as he reached over to wipe some sauce from her chin.

“You always look after me,” Grace grinned as she took a napkin and wiped at her chin anyway.

“You are his favourite after all,” Sejin mentioned.

Their flight was leaving Los Angeles at 10:50am so everyone said their goodnights and went to bed. The next morning, it was a bit of a hurry to get the crew moving though Grace’s parents had opted to stay an extra day to avoid the chaos that would be awaiting them when they got home.

The airport was chaotic anyway and they had managed to get to the first class lounge without much issue even though there were plenty of people with cameras and phones out. The Grammy Awards, which had arrived three hours ago as promised, were locked in a large briefcase which went on with Bang-PD and a bodyguard and had to have special clearance.

For Grace, it was still a bit of a blur. She hadn’t fully processed what had happened and she hadn’t fully realised the magnitude of winning such an award was going to bring to her, the boys, the company and the country.

BTS had always talked about how the goal was a Grammy and though they didn’t need one to know their success, it would have been nice to point at it and say ‘We won that.’ No one had ever talked about what winning one would actually mean in the grander sense of things - it opened the doors for other artists out of South Korea to put forward for an award. That anything was now possible thanks to Grace opening up that opportunity.

When she settled in her seat and they had taken off, she had sent a message to the group chat with the boys, unsure if any of them would be awake or active with the time difference.

‘On the flight home - it’s a 14-hour flight so I’ll see you at whatever time that is.’

Unsurprisingly, it was Yoongi who answered.

‘We have to wear our military dress uniforms. I hate you so much.’

Grace grinned and took a screenshot of the moment when her name flashed up on the screen when she had won her first Grammy and sent it over with the message: ‘Not my fault I won.’

He sent back a grumpy looking selfie but Grace knew underneath all that he was happy and excited and proud.

They were an hour away from landing when Sejin came over to her seat.

“So this is roughly how it’s going to happen - everyone is going off the plane first and us last. And then we’re going through like we normally do but they’ve laid out a red carpet and they're going to have military personnel lining the carpet. When we get to the doors, it’s the usual cameras, photos, bow and wave. There’s going to be a small stage with Bang-PD and we’ll have one Grammy out so they can take photos, answer a few questions and then finish.”

“All this because of the Grammys,” Grace groaned and rubbed her eyes. “They're making it sound like I won every championship in every sport for South Korea. Rather than it just being a music award.”

“They did this when Son Heung-min won his Golden Boot and they did this when the Parasite director, Bong Jun Ho came home after winning an Emmy,” Sejin reminded her.

“God help them when someone wins an award worth winning then,” Grace yawned as she stretched up her arms and started getting herself ready.

Her make up artist did a quick job of covering any eye bags and making her presentable, brushing out her long hair that had been tied up in a messy bun for the flight. It felt too much for something so little.

But then Grace had always been good at downplaying anything.

Even something as big as this.

She felt the nerves twist when the last passenger was off as was the rest of the team, leaving only Sejin, Bang-PD and three bodyguards left on the plane with Grace. The pilot bowed at her when she passed and thanked her for her contributions, to which she bowed back and thanked him for keeping her safe.

As predicted, there was a red carpet from where she stepped off the plane to the long hallway which would take her to arrivals. Her bags were already collected by the team that had got off before her.

Letting out a deep breath, Grace glanced towards Bang-PD who winked at her and gave her a gentle push forward so she would be the first one out of the doors with two bodyguards flanking her.

She bowed in thanks to those military personnel who lined the hallway for her and she could hear the noise the closer she got towards the doors though they had been closed and blocked off by military and police.

The moment they parted and the doors opened, the noise became overwhelming. Screams from fans, from the general public to ARMY, to the press as they all tried to get a picture as she stood there, bowing in thanks.

A hand on her back from Sejin gently pushed her towards a stand that was put up with a podium with a microphone on it, the backdrop a mix of big names like HYBE, Big Hit Entertainment, the Blue House, Korea Air and the Grammys. There Bang-PD pulled out one of the Grammys and handed it to her and for the first time, she could feel the proper weight of it.

The prop had been lighter, for obvious reasons, but this felt heavy with its full metal and she could see her name engraved on the plaque at the bottom - both in Korean and English.

Then the questions started.

Was she happy to be back home? 100%.

What did she think of her performance? She was very happy with it and happy it went to plan, there were no hiccups.

Did she wish the boys had been with her? Of course.

What did she think of the Grammys now she had won it?

The question made her pause and out of the corner of her eye, she could see her boys lined up at the side but at the back so they weren’t in the crowd. They were all watching but waved the moment she looked over.

“It’s a grand prize for a lot of hard work that myself, Bang-PD and PDogg have put into this. But I still think I’m undeserving of this when I know for a fact that Bangtan Sonyeondan is more deserving of it as a group rather than me as a solo artist. However, I’m proud and I’m proud that I’ve opened the door for others and that this brings honour to my family and to my country that I’ve called home since I was a child.”

It seemed the appropriate response as the crowd cheered and she stepped back, handing the award to Bang-PD so he could answer his questions.

She kept her eyes on the boys though.

One lot of people pleasing to get through with photos and then she could be out of here, back at HYBE with her people and onto the next thing.

She was out in record time with a police escort driving her from the airport to the company building, the Grammy briefcase now with her rather than Bang-PD who had gone to see the President of Korea himself.

“Noona!”

That’s all she needed to hear.

Her arms were trapped to her side as Jungkook rushed over, now in a t-shirt and shorts, wrapping his arms around her to hold her close. Jimin and Taehyung soon followed, Hobi followed straight after that with excited yells and finally, they were joined by Namjoon, Yoongi and Jin.

“Thank god,” she sighed and leaned all her weight on her muscle bunny who happily accepted it. It felt good to be home, it felt good to be with her boys again. There was no need for more words even as the seven talked around her, mentioning the press conference.

“Hang on,” Grace laughed as she pulled away. “Let me go and wash my face and wake up. That was a long flight and I don’t even know what time it is.”

They pulled away enough for her to grab the briefcase and hand it over to Namjoon, who blinked rapidly at her. “You can deal with that,” she said and headed off to the bathroom, with Seokjin following.

“This is going to look really weird if someone comes in,” Grace grinned as she watched him glance at the door as it closed behind him. She splashed cold water on her face and scrubbed at the make-up, splashing more water on her face.

Seokjin handed over a towel and leaned against the radiator, shrugging. “I’m sure the boys are betting on what we’re actually doing but I just wanted to say hello and I’m proud of you.”

The make up was off which made her skin felt a hundred times better and it felt like she could breathe for once as she used the towel to dry away the droplets. When it was all done, she walked over to her boyfriend and rested her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“I wished you had been with me,” she sighed.

“I know but your parents had a blast from the sounds of it and the night was meant to be about you and you only. Not me, not the rest of the guys, though wait till you hear the stories from when they were at mine - you’ll laugh your socks off,” he laughed and gave her a good squeeze, taking hold of her hand. “I’m very proud of you though.”

“Our time will come,” Grace nodded and smiled at the forehead kiss. “All eight of us.”

Her boyfriend dragged her back to the room where the rest of the boys were looking at the Grammy award, Namjoon holding one and Jimin holding the other.

“It doesn’t look like much, does it?” Taehyung mentioned. “All the prep, stress and everything else for something so small.”

“So what’s going to happen when they introduce us now? Is it going to be BTS with two time Grammy awarded singer, Grace Chu?” Yoongi asked, grinning over at his sister who glared at him and then gave him a good push on the other shoulder.

“Shut up. It doesn’t change anything, not for me anyway,” Grace sat down and shrugged. “If anything it’s more work because they’ll expect another album from me.”

“I’m going to say this now,” Namjoon started as he placed the award on the table. “We’re all very proud of you and we were watching with big smiles on our faces, though the outfit and dance moves need to be talked about. But regardless, she’s BTS. If anything, she’s become more important than me because everyone will want to see her more than us.”

Namjoon got a disgruntled look from his female member and he grinned in return. “Sorry noona, it’s time for you to step up to the plate now. I’ve done my job.”

“What job? I trained you, don’t forget,” Grace pointed out then pointed at each boy in return, especially Seokjin. “Don’t start getting all lackadaisical now. ARMY is waiting for us and you’ve all got months to go before some of you are back.”

“Yeah we need SK1,” Jungkook pointed out.

“Exactly,” Grace agreed.

“Anyway,” Hobi clapped his hands as he stood, distracting Seokjin from trying to strangle the youngest. “Let’s go and celebrate! Noona deserves to be wined and dined. And then sleepover?”

“Yeah Jin-hyung has plenty of space,” Jimin agreed as he helped lock up the Grammy award.

“I do?” the man in question asked just as Jungkook said, “Yeah he does. We can all sleep on the couch.”

Big Hit would later upload two photos from the boys to Grace - one with all of them together at the dinner, the Grammy Awards in the centre of the table and the second photo from Jungkook, taking a selfie with all of them fast asleep in the background.

The perfect welcome home for the two-time award winning singer, Grace Chu.

#bts 8th member #bts additional member #bts eighth member #bts female member #bts fic #bts fanfiction

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Idk if Jimin will be great if he stays in that company unless they are trying to sabotage him to stay with them but Tbh he will end up getting the short end of the stick since they already chose JK to be the one. They will always give JK the most investment bc they believe he will be the break out star of the group is not bc im pessimic but like i said it happened before with Harry and Zayn, Zayn used to be more popular with the GP but Sonic stopped promoting his music/ he was blacklisted+

In the radios, I remember two radio hosts said that they couldnt have Zayn bc they were told to not promote his music, Louis was also the same he had the biggest fandom after H but his music wasnt send to radios and his album was delayed for 3 years and the same goes with JC (JT rival) he was in the same label as JT but his album was delayed a lot and wasnt promoted so Justin would succeed search " the thruth about the sabotage of JC Chasez solo career" for more info + The industry is dirty, Irving (the father of Harry manager has a record of wanting to disband bands to make solo stars he is also one of the most powerful Men in the industry with lots of radio/media and concert arenas/ stadiums conections), Scooter Braun wanted CL to end her promotions with 2NE1 so she could focus on her solo career. The companies always have their favs you can see with Seven the song isnt even that good like Jimin song but he got more chart manipulation and promotion+ And his album are getting restocked, getting everything to be successful at the cost of others and by getting the most promotion and industry support he will be seen more and the GP could gain more fans and become the global super star he wants like JT and Harry did. Jimin has a strong fanbase but he needs also the promotion and help from a company that would focus on him Tbh i hope he could find another company that doesnt see him as JK shadow/cheerleader/rival that needs to be sabotaged. Also about BTS coming back idk they could be a Big Bang and have solo careers and also the group but also could be like other groups (not just western bands) Who said they were gonna go to a hiatus or focus in solo music and then come back but after one member had a lot of success as a solo artist they dont come back anymore or at best just one time again and focus more in their solo careers. Armys saying "BTS are different"makes non sense bc the others were "different" as well but things change. Hi anon, i actually don't know much about 1d, i know zayn he was popular in 2010's and HS has been popular in recent years in the place where im living. So, i didn't know much about how western companies are with their artists, im getting to know recently thanks to scooty and i see how dirty is it hmmm! but this is korean industry right, when i was baby bts fan i was clouded with bh great company, ot7 is forever etc etc but i landed in an ex k-pop idols yt videos where they said how their industry is and how contracts really play imp role in their idol and personal life, i was like seriously? but maybe not for bh/bts they actually built the company so how this is the same i thought. But here we are, we now see how it is ( though it started years ago atleast for jimin) we don't know what contract he has, is he negotiating or leaving we shall wait and see. Tbh, even i want him to leave but for that, the other company has to be if not more atleast equally powerful like hybe and really interested to invest in him and have artistic freedom because i don't think hybe will say tata bye :D when he leaves, they gonna stir up shit against him and that other company has to protect him at all costs. So, its waiting game nw, even if he is in this same company i take it as he said : i can make my own way. About bts coming back, yeah agreed they may do 1/2 album and finally say bye (ms plays a role here too ig).

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jiacast · 1 month

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Dream Vacation

A dream vacation to South Korea, primarily Seoul, would involve visiting iconic BTS locations such as Hyangho Beach, Itaewon & Hannam-dong, Big Hit Entertainment Building, K-Star Road, Yongma Land, Dae Jang Geum Park, and BTS-related cafes and restaurants.

The itinerary includes exploring Seoul, visiting the popular neighborhoods of Itaewon and Hannam-dong, stopping at the BTS entertainment company's headquarters (now known as HYBE), and walking along K-Star Road in Gangnam, where you can spot the famous BTS bear statue and K-pop related stores and cafes.

Music video locations include Yongma Land, an abandoned amusement park where BTS filmed parts of their "Love Yourself: Highlight Reel" and other K-pop videos, and Dae Jang Geum Park, a historical theme park where BTS filmed their "Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa on Stage: Epilogue" concert poster.

BTS-related cafes and restaurants include The Min's, owned by Suga's brother, where you can try traditional Korean dishes, and Zapangi Café, a popular Instagram spot with unique drinks and desserts.

Another highlight of the trip is visiting Busan, Jimin and Jungkook's hometown, where you can explore the beaches and Jimin's father's café (Magnate Café). Attending a BTS-themed event or exhibit, such as the BTS Pop-Up stores and the HYBE Insight Museum, is also recommended.

Ending on a high note, aligning your visit with a BTS concert or fan meeting in Seoul would be the ultimate highlight of the trip. This vacation offers an immersive experience of exploring South Korea's culture, history, and vibrant city life while following in the footsteps of BTS.

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hueylengyong15 · 8 months

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Going to the BTS Exhibition at Pavilion Bukit Jalil

I saw a website about BTS's exhibition in Pavilion Bukit Jaili. I told my father about this event that had been happening recently on the third floor. After discussing what will be there in the showcase room. He agreed to take me to this showroom during the winter break.

The luckiest day finally came on January 10. When I arrived at the ticketing counter, I managed to have access to the VR room to receive a zip log pouch, a battery-operated star badge, and a photo card of the BTS member, Jungkook. When I put my VR goggles on, the members practiced their popular songs “Butter” and “Permission to Dance” before their big concert started tomorrow.

Fifteen minutes later after the VR session was over, it was time to see the art planets of each member of the group. When I saw their pictures on the walls, it was fascinating to see how they looked and how they were popular throughout the years.

After seeing their portraits in the planet rooms, I went to the hall of mirrors which was filled with inspiring quotes from the members' interviews, songs, and concerts from 2017 to 2018.

It made me feel positive by teaching me not to give up on myself when practicing hard for anything especially a concert or a music video with your band members.

Also, I saw an infographic timeline of the BTS members winning the grand prize for two years due to their excellent music and many fans voting for the well-liked K-pop band since their debut in 2013.

It made me happy that this boy band won many awards throughout the years with a lot of hard work and popularity towards all of them and their fans as well.

The last place to visit was the hologram room where the BTS members had their previous concerts. I love the part where V sang "Permission to Dance" on stage along with Jimin, Jin, and Jungkook in 2018.

I love the part where I danced to the music while listening to their most famous songs when they sang and showed off their moves by entertaining their audience in concert.

When the tour of the showcase room was over. I went to the gift shop where I saw shirts, transparent files, tote bags, books, etc. I also wrote a note on their army wall memo quoting. "I want to see the concert" I hope next year, I will meet them when they begin their Southeast Asia tour.

Here is me with a replica of Jungkook holding a light blue gift box while giving a thumbs up to him being the strongest member and after the photoshoot was done, I ended my day making all the great memories that I had in the showroom.

And that's the end of my tour at the B-Verse showroom. In my opinion, this was a fun experience to go to if you’re a fan of K-pop. We hope that all of the members finish their national service in Korea and once that's over, they could plan to have their big performance on stage next year.

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jjungkookislife · 2 years

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Life Goes On...

pairing: jimin x taehyung x reader

genre: poly au, established relationship, parent au[18+]

wc: 1.4k

warnings: cursing, dad!jimin, dad!taehyung, mom!oc, pregnancy, weight mention

date: April 4, 2022

the roommate ~ epilogue ~ life goes on

“Congratulations!” You smile when your friends pile into your home. Eun-Ji runs from Seokjin, giggling when her name is called but she’s heading straight to Jimin, who scoops her up in his arms.

“Congrats! Took you long enough!” Namjoon chuckles as he claps Jimin on the back. Taehyung comes to your side, his hand resting on your waist as Jungsook makes her way to you, pulling you into a gentle hug.

“You look wonderful!” She exclaims, while Taehyung excuses himself. The rest of your friends have settled themselves around the kitchen island, waiting to head outside to the pool. It’s Eun-Ji that leads the pack, jumping excitedly as Jimin slides open the back door, while Seokjin chases his daughter, reminding her to get her water wings before she even attempts to set foot in the pool.

Jungsook joins her husband, sighing when Eun-Ji impatiently tugs at her bag with all the items she’ll need to spend the afternoon by the pool. Seokjin is quick to take his shirt off, his eager daughter looking at the pool with so much excitement, it’s contagious.

“There’s my favorite guy,” Hoseok grins when Taehyung appears at your side.

“Aw, thanks,” Taehyung smirks, winking when Hoseok rolls his eyes.

“I wasn’t talking to you,” Hoseok chuckles as he holds his arms out and your sleepy son reaches out for his Uncle Hobi. “Hey there, bud. You have a good nap?”

Your son, Dooyoung, nods as he rests his head on Hoseok’s shoulder.

“Don’t hog him, Hobi!” Yoongi exclaims as he ruffles Dooyoung’s hair. Your son hides his face in Hoseok’s shoulder and Yoongi pouts.

“Oops!”

“He’s just tired, Yoongs. He’ll be up to no good in an hour,” you assure him as Hoseok hands your son over to him.

“Can one of you help me?” Jungkook pops his head in, smiling brightly when he spots Dooyoung in your arms.

“He’s awake?” He asks, crossing the kitchen to get to you.

“Kook!” Dooyoung shouts, clapping his hands as he reaches for Jungkook.

“He didn’t do that with us,” Yoongi grumbles as he leads Hoseok outside to see what Jungkook needed help with.

“They’re not the favorite uncle, are they?” Jungkook coos, rocking your son in his arms, smiling when Dooyoung laughs.

“Don’t let Namjoon hear you. He’ll have you by the nape of the neck,” you laugh, shaking your head.

“I can take him,” Jungkook winks, and you roll your eyes.

“Mommy says no fighting!” Dooyoung exclaims, frowning and grabbing Jungkook’s cheeks in his tiny, chubby palms. “No fighting Uncle Koo.”

Taehyung snorts a laugh, walking past you to press a kiss to your cheek. His son’s pout is much like his own, and it warms his heart to see how much he resembles him. Not that any of you cared who fathered your children, all deciding to raise them together in a happy, loving home.

“Come on, let’s go with Papa. It’s his special day,” Taehyung looks outside where Jimin is already starting a game of chicken with Namjoon, who is easily roped into these shenanigans due to his competitiveness.

Jungkook follows Taehyung with Dooyoung in his arms. You take a moment to yourself, wiping the sweat at your brow as you fan yourself. Despite the air conditioner being on and on full blast, you’re hot and uncomfortable.

“Fuck,” you curse as you take a sip of your water. It only takes a moment for Dooyoung to come running back inside, followed by Jungkook. You raise a brow.

“He wanted c-a-k-e,” Jungkook spells, looking at Dooyoung, who looks at you expectantly.

“Come here, sweet boy,” you take your son’s hand in yours, leading him outside with your friends. You take a seat on the sun lounger and bring your son into your arms. “We’re having cake later, baby. It’s Papa’s special day, so he gets to pick when we have it.”

Dooyoung looks at his father, pouting.

“Daddy wants cake, too.” Dooyoung points to Taehyung, whose eyes widen.

“I said no such thing,” Taehyung objects, smiling when his son giggles. Your little troublemaker.

“Why don’t we go swimming with Eun-Ji? She’s having fun,” you turn your son to face Eun-Ji, who is busy splashing Seokjin, Hoseok, and Yoongi, her giggles filling the air when they gently splash her back.

“Come on, buddy!” Jungkook takes your son and you thank him, moving to get comfortable as Taehyung sits behind you.

“How are you feeling, my love?” He asks softly as he rubs your shoulders, pressing kisses to your skin. The umbrella over you keeps you out of the sun, and he’s prepared a few bottles of water nearby to keep you hydrated.

From the pool, you hear Jimin cheering as he beats Namjoon in a race, doing laps back and forth. Namjoon rolls his eyes, agreeing to a rematch.

“I’m doing okay, I promise.”

“Don’t strain yourself too much, baby.” Taehyung states, biting his lip.

“We’re fine,” you assure him, kissing his cheek as his hands move to rub your lower back. His touch is gentle and soothing, making you melt into putty. Taehyung groans into your skin, nipping the flesh before moving back.

“Fuck,” he curses when Jimin gets out of the pool. You look over, nearly drooling all over yourself when Jimin shakes his hair. His body rivals a Greek god’s, perfectly sculpted and delectable as water drips down his chest and down every ridge of his abdomen until it disappears into the waistband of his swim trunks.

Jimin smirks when he sees your reaction and Taehyung’s. He walks over to the two of you, kissing you both.

“Having fun eye fucking me?” he asks with a smug smile as he places his hand on your thigh, playing with a loose thread on your shorts.

“Maybe.”

“Totally,” Taehyung admits easily, leaning over you to kiss Jimin.

“Your turn,” Jimin whispers as he leans in to kiss you, his hand cupping your cheek to hold you close.

“Daddy! Papa!” Dooyoung comes barreling toward the three of you and Jimin swoops him up before he can crash into you.

“Whoa, baby boy! We need to be careful,” Jimin reminds him gently.

Taehyung nods. “What did we say about momma?”

“Gentle hands and slow feet,” Dooyoung states, smiling when Jimin kisses his head.

Jimin scoots back, making room for his son to sit between you. “That’s right.”

Dooyoung leans forward, his small hands on your belly. At six months pregnant, you were slightly bigger than you had been with Dooyoung.

“Baby,” Dooyoung grins when you nod, taking his hand to plant a kiss on his palm.

“What are you naming the baby?” Jungsook asks as she comes over to the four of you.

“It’s a surprise!” Dooyoung shouts, clapping his hands before leaning back onto Jimin.

“Jimin’s naming them,” Taehyung explains as he rises to his feet. He holds out his hand for you to take and helps you up.

“Do you plan on having a co-ed baby shower again?” Jungsook asks as you all make your way to the table. Your friends gather around, grabbing plates and cups to serve themselves. Taehyung scoops Dooyoung into his arms while Jimin gets you a plate, mindful to avoid anything that could make you sick.

“I don’t know. Jungkook and Namjoon nearly tore our home apart during that one game,” you smile teasingly at your two friends, who glare at each other.

“All Namjoon had to do was squeeze me with the balloon between us!” Jungkook immediately gets defensive and you laugh when he dives into the story.

Your friends listen intently, as if it were the first time you’d heard the story. Hoseok soon joins in, complaining about how Seokjin couldn’t pop the balloons no matter how hard they tried, always misshaping them instead.

“I don’t know if we want you hooligans tearing up our home,” Jimin giggles, his hand on your stomach as he rubs circles into it.

“Especially the nursery,” Taehyung chimes in while helping Dooyoung feed himself. Jungkook grabs a napkin and wipes Dooyoung’s face.

“We won’t mess up the nursery,” Jungkook promises.

Namjoon glares at his younger friend playfully. “As long as I don’t get Jungkook as a partner this time.”

“What’s wrong with me being your partner?” Jungkook scoffs, as you sit back and laugh, watching your friends argue with laughter in their tones.

You meet Jimin’s gaze, his smile radiant, and you know he’s thinking the same thing. Taehyung kisses your cheek, murmuring “I love you” before he’s joining in on teasing Jungkook.

Under the table, you hold Jimin and Taehyung’s hands, thankful for both of them, and the wonderful life you share, full of love, laughter and happiness. You wouldn’t trade it for the world.

thank you for reading! ♡ if you liked it, please let me know! 💌

#bangtanarmynet #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #vmin x reader #bts poly au #the roommate jjk #the roommate drabble

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