#jimin social media au

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Arms Like Home | pjm

Pairing: veterinarian!Jimin x veterinarynurse!reader, the final chapter of tails of love {20} {written}

Genre: angst, smut, fluff, socialmedia!au, f2l!au

Word Count: 4,172

Warning(s): profanity, dirty jokes, angst, dirty talk, smutty kissing, unprotected sex, smut, clit play, secretive sex, rough sex, would read previous chapters before this one; Rated: 18+

Summary: How will you tell him the truth about the secrets you have kept from him?

TagList: @ficlibrarie , @gukniverse , @emwy11 , @theceraunophilegirl , @yoonoclock , @xxxanimangxxx , @juju-227592​

“I’ve got a few minutes to spare.”

You pressed your lips to his ear. That whisper that made his knees weak when you would meet him in the hallway of your father’s clinic. The certain hallway that didn’t have any cameras for anyone to detect the rendezvous or the quick kisses before parting ways or the giddy laughter or the hugs he would envelop you in on the bad days. Jimin’s lips parted almost immediately in reaction to your seductive gesture, and it didn’t take much for him to follow you to the nearest storage closet where you gripped his doctor’s coat he had to wear while he interned, dragging him to your lips right when the door closed behind him.

Jimin’s hands gripped your hips while he deepened the kiss, his tongue swirling with yours while your back toppled over small boxes of what you were assuming were heartworm preventatives from the shelf, he pushed you against. Jimin paused, eyes shot open. Your fingers slid into his hair tugging ever so slightly to keep him focused on you. “I’ll pick it up later.” You breathed against his lips, carefully gliding your teeth along his bottom lip igniting the softest of moans from the back of his throat. You felt the warmth beneath you before he returned to bruise your lips.

Entangled in kisses, he peppered his plush mouth tepidly along your neck while you moaned softly to ensure nobody could hear you, but you wished you could be as loud as you could because every fiber of your being loved this man. Adored him even. Eventually he lifted you onto a counter, kissing you with all his might while the excitement continued into overdrive. His skin burned under your fingertips when your hand ventured under his dress shirt, but you knew clothes couldn’t come completely off in case of a sudden need to run for cover. In other words, if someone were to walk in and ruin the moment.

However, your scrub pants were elastic band meaning, he slipped his fingers easily into your underwear where he vibrated his fingertips over your clit while your teeth sunk into his clothed shoulder, humming erotically to the way his fingers moved against you. “What time is your appointment again?” You were panting, ajar lips touched the corner of his jaw.

“In ten minutes,” he was equally breathless.

“Well, I guess then we better hurry,” you tauntingly made eye contact while you slid down from the counter. Your hands roamed down your body until you moved your pants to your knees. His eyes darkened with lust as he watched every second. Biting your own lip, your eyes scanned him up and down, his bulge evident beneath his pants. Slowly, you undid his belt, and once he was freed, nothing was going to stop the pair of you; he pressed into you, thrusting roughly while your fingernails dug into his coat. “Holy fuck,” he growled quietly into your neck.

It is crazy after two years; you both still had this love that drove you two wild. When you would sneak out at night from your parent’s house to see Jimin, the sex was always more loving, time was taken, words were expressed from the heart. But this flip side, you two loved the rough, secretive sex behind closed doors. You loved the adventure, yet you loved the serene nights where you could feel every inch of his warm skin on yours.

You will never forget when the pair of you first met. On his first day at your father’s clinic when Jimin was hired, the pair of you did nothing but play ‘eye hooky’ the entire time. It took a few weeks before Jimin approached you officially and introduced himself. The next thing you knew, he asked for your number, the pair of you went on countless dates, and the first night he professed that he was in love with you- that was when you knew that he was the one. You had never felt so deeply for someone. He made your heart soar. He made life more fun. He was the man you had always dreamed of.

He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your lips when climaxes were reached making the world stop when you connected with the love pouring from his eyes. “I love you,” he said. He meant it. He really meant it.

“I love you, too.” You responded, but regretfully had to cut the serene moment short to clean everything up before somebody came in. Plus, once the high of the orgasm was gone, reality set in and the last thing you needed was your father to find out about not only you rebelling inside of his clinic where the camera crew wouldn’t be seen, but also the fact you have had a secret boyfriend for a few years now.

Unbeknownst to either of you, somebody was watching. A girl who had feelings for Jimin. Dramatically hidden in what you call the corridors while she angrily watched you and Jimin exit the storage closet. Jimin adjusting his pants while the pair of you parted ways. You hoped to see him later that evening.

It was a year later when Shai, the girl who had been the fly on the wall, told your father everything. Jimin had, of course, rejected her and she didn’t take it fondly. When your father confronted you, angrily, he threatened Jimin’s career. Knowing Jimin’s dream was to be a veterinarian, and knowing your father was a very famous veterinarian in the field especially with his show, you knew, with devastation crept into your chest, that you had to let Jimin go. For Jimin. Because the moment your father, no matter how much you screamed, no matter how much you begged, you knew in your heart, he would take Jimin’s dream away from him if you stayed.

You will never forget the pure shock of pain in Jimin’s face when you ended things. How you tried to be as cold as you could though you were quivering beneath the exterior. You were hurting. He saw right through you. He couldn’t understand. You couldn’t tell him the truth. He adored your father, and you didn’t want his dream to be diminished. Jimin deserved success. Although all Jimin wanted was you. He loved you. He wanted his dream to be spent forever with you. He begged. You ran.

The blood curdling wails you let out in your car afterwards, the tears that endlessly poured down your face while you begged the universe to bring Jimin back. Little did you know, he was sobbing through the pain of losing you too. He never stopped loving you. And you never once stopped loving him.

Your father lost all your respect. Especially when you packed your bags, and he had the audacity to beg for you to stay. Your mother cried as she watched you unapologetically leave, and you miraculously had enough money saved to find somewhere to go. When you ended up at Bangtan Veterinary Hospital, the wonderful souls you met saved you from the aching that still lingered in your chest but suppressed it enough to make you smile again.

Monnie became the sister you never had. And the other crack heads became friends you never thought you would have either. They all saved you. They all mended you. Dr. Seokjin became the veterinarian you wished your father would have been. With the sense of humor and wit you wished he would have had or else Jimin would still be yours.

You can count on me.

Jimin’s arms. The home that you had missed every single second since you left him. An entire year of suppressed emptiness because the man that you loved with every fiber of your being had to be left behind. Because you made it your utmost priority to protect him no matter the pain. No matter the devastation.

You ran to him. Clung to him. Embracing him for the first time in what felt like a lifetime ago. It was as if he was going to disappear right before you like waking from a dream as if he was going to dissolve into your memory where you thought he would remain. But no. He is real. Your nose buried deep into his chest while his arms tightened around your frame, bringing a warmth you’ve needed while silent tears dripped from your eyes. His scent. The way his fingers tenderly slid into your strands until his palm pressed to the back of your head as if he needed you even closer than you already were.

He was unaware of your tears, nor would he know why. The pain your father caused and is currently causing is buried still.

But here you are, a year after the breakup. Jimin’s fingers laced with yours while a giddy smirk graces his lips, and he winks at you. You hold his gaze for a moment smiling in return. Dr. Seokjin is performing surgery on a sugar glider that is thankfully not his own pet and is unaware of Jimin’s bold move to hold your hand. The magic you two share is beyond what you could have imagined.

Though you two haven’t kissed yet, not since Jimin’s unexpected return to your life, you two have definitely been experiencing the giddy, ‘puppy love’ as if meeting for the first time. “Let’s say, we grab some coffee tonight?” Jimin keeps his voice low while your heart flutters. You squeeze his hand in response to his thumb running along the back of your hand.

“You know I’ll be there. And by the way…” You refrain from biting your lip. “After I help Namjoon walk the dogs this afternoon, I’ll show you my tits.”

The way Jimin eyes instinctively widen. You used to torture him while he was at work. And you can’t wait for that adventurous side to come back. The way you crave him. The way he craves you.

Though you are terrified of the higher ups finding out, nothing is going to stop you this time. Jimin, the love of your life, is back. He is back. Your father will just have to accept that this time you are not letting this go. Of course, your father has reached out profusely since you last saw him, but you can’t bring yourself to respond. He caused enough damage, and you are not sure what he can do to pick up the pieces.

It's hours later when Dr. Seokjin catches you off guard by asking you to meet in his office. A panic of questions spirals and Jimin happens to be seeing a patient right now, so he has no idea about your increasing anxiety. Monnie notices your widened eyes as you follow Dr. Seokjin but has a good feeling that everything will be okay though you aren’t quite there yet.

“Alrighty, have a seat.” Dr. Seokjin swings his hand towards the chair across from his desk while he cracks the door. His hair is mildly disheveled, but he still remains extraordinarily handsome as he likes to kid, and you gradually descend into the seat, hands squeezing nervously together.

“Did I? …Do something wrong?” You say shakily, gulping down the lump in your throat. Has he found out about you and Jimin? Why can’t you and Jimin catch a fucking break?

“Ah! No!” He does his one syllable laugh as he presses his palms onto his desk. It’s as if he is trying to appear menacing as a boss would, but with how goofy he is, you see right through him.

“Is this a joke? Am I getting a gold star or a write up slip? I thought we were over the propectalin prank.” You raise an eyebrow wanting to laugh, but too nervous to attempt to.

“Hah! No, the smell still wafts in my office because of you bafoons.” He pauses, getting some seriousness behind his eyes. “Your father called me.” His hands move to intertwine, leaning on his elbows while he notices the way your shoulders tense. Your stomach drops to your feet, and you can no longer retain eye contact. He really went straight to the point. You can’t speak. Your mouth goes dry.

Out of all of this, your father has the audacity to call your current boss? You are a grown adult. What business does he have getting between you and Jimin? Yes, you are his daughter, but he will not take Jimin or his career away. Not this time.

“He told me everything.” Dr. Seokjin tries to read your expression, but you remain stiff. After what feels like hours, the next sixty seconds, Dr. Seokjin speaks. “He recommended Dr. Park here with the hopes of you two reconnecting.”

Your ears heighten at the words you just heard as you raise your head to meet Dr. Seokjin’s eyes. He’s grinning so kindly that tears of relief brim your lids. “What?” You murmur.

“Now, don’t you cry, this is good news.” He nods briefly. “Dr. Yang said he made a mistake and can tell that Dr. Park is a fine young man. Though I also give my blessing as your boss, I don’t want any hanky panky going on inside my hospital. Do I make myself clear?” He wags a crooked finger while happiness exuberates beneath your chest, letting out a slew of laughter.

“Yes! Yes! Very clear!” You stand from your seat while you shake Dr. Seokjin’s hand.

“Good, now skidaddle, I’ve got emails to respond to.”

You realize when you return to the treatment area practically running that Jimin has left for lunch according to Monnie and Yoongi once his appointment ended, and when you checked with Namjoon, he ended up not needing help walking the dogs at all, so now you spend the next few minutes looking for Jimin. Though this is the best news you have received all year, the only thing you have yet to tell Jimin is about… Jeongguk. The night you hooked up with him thinking you would never see Jimin again. How is that going to even become a conversation? How in the world will you be able to tell him that secret you planned to keep buried until your entire friend group found out?

It's not fair to Jimin and you know that.

Also, your father. Should you contact him? Should you still avoid him? What does this all mean for the relationship between you and your parents? How will you also tell Jimin the real reason why you had to leave a year ago?

“Hey.”

“Gah!” You jump, spinning on a heel to see none other than Jeongguk, concern etched in his eyes. “Goodness gracious, you ham! You scared the fuck out of me!”

“Just doing my utmost duty.” He pats his chest while he does a brief bow. You peer at him teasingly.

“I’m about to accomplish my duty in shoving my apricot lube down your throat.”

“I- will never understand your violence. I feel unappreciated.”

Your hands find your hips while you bend forward wishing your heart rate would slow down. “You better be glad I appreciate you enough to let you survive after my life just flashed before my eyes. Now, what do you want, peasant?”

He’s silent, his large hands sliding into his scrub pockets. “Are you okay? I heard Dr. Seokjin pulled you into his office.”

Looking around to make sure nobody is in sight, you and Jeongguk walk towards the breakroom, but make the mistake of not going inside. You assume the sound of the microwave spinning would drown out your whispers. “My dad called him.”

“Dr. Yang!? Called Dr. Seokjin!? For what?” His doe eyes enlarge in surprise.

“Shhh,” you panic. Whipping around to double check the vicinity of human beings again. “Yes. My dad told Dr. Seokjin everything. How he almost ruined Jimin’s career because of me.” Jeongguk stays silent. “I just- I just don’t know what to think. Is my father really giving me his blessing from afar? Or is he setting Jimin up for failure? Again. I’m scared, Guk, I don’t- I don’t know what to think.”

He swallows softly. “I think… I think no matter what, Dr. Seokjin is going to take your side. Dr. Yang probably just wants his daughter back.”

Tears gather again, and the way your heart aches at his words. He probably just wants his daughter back.

“A father with some sense will do anything to get her back. Even if he must sacrifice the fact that he was wrong. That he fucked up. He can’t ruin Dr. Park’s career now. Dr. Seokjin adores the dude.”

A grin spreads on your lips.

“Just be together.” Jeongguk brushes your elbow with his fingertips. “What’s stopping you now?” The beep of the microwave echoes along with the opening of its door, but you feel you and Guk are out of ear shot.

You continue to hug yourself wishing this pain would quit budding its way back. A realization dawns Jeongguk’s expression. “Wait, have you told him about… us?”

“No…” You barely sound audible. “I don’t know how to.”

The clanging of Tupperware hitting the table in the breakroom stuns silence from you and Jeongguk. You remember with absolute certainty that Jimin just went on lunchbreak and… You couldn’t find him. But… you also hadn’t checked the breakroom. Oh no. By the time Jeongguk recognizes how frantic you move into the breakroom, you lock eyes with Jimin who you know, by the look in his eyes, that he just heard every word shared between you and Jeongguk.

“Jimin, please, I can explain.” You do not want the entire hospital to hear the desperation in your voice as Jeongguk stands behind you, preparing for whatever may unfold. Jimin’s eyes flicker from you to Jeongguk, despair, the all too familiar expression you witnessed a year ago, has returned and you don’t even know where to begin to fix it. Especially this time.

“You have someone else?” His voice is so soft, his fingers reach to press to his nose. “All this time, you were seeing someone else?”

You shake your head, holding your hands out as if to stop him. “No- no Jimin, it’s not what you think-”

“And your father? When exactly were you going to tell me? I would have done anything for you-”

“I-I couldn’t let your dream be ruined. Not because of me-”

“Not you. Your father would have ruined it, but at least I would have had you.”

“Jimin… please-”

“I can’t- I need a… moment.”

Jeongguk feels so helpless as he watches the two of you, tears find their way from your eyes. Jimin gathers his lunch and sets it in the fridge, rushing out of the door to his car as you stand there frozen. This is not what you had in mind. Before you fall to your knees, Jeongguk dashes from behind you and holds you while you let it all out. Once again, you ask the universe, why can’t you and Jimin just be together? Why does everything you touch have to be destroyed?

You put your phone on mute because you couldn’t take the messages from the group chat right now. Monnie held you tight while you cried, and she offered to stay, but you made it clear that she needs to keep her date with Yoongi. Hesitant, she eventually gets ready, giving you another hug before heading out for the night. She really is the best friend you could have ever asked for. You just didn’t want her to have to deal with your misery.

Jimin is settled in bed when he receives two text messages. One is from your father. Immediately he sits up with widening eyes as he reads every word, his heart pounding. Of course, you had no choice. Of course, you didn’t. Jimin knows that. Deep down he knew that when he overheard your conversation with… Jeongguk, that your father had the intention of destroying Jimin’s life. This revelation makes Jimin fall in love with you even more than he already is.

When he clicks out of Dr. Yang’s confession, he then sees with scrunched eyebrows that Jeongguk has also texted him. It’s funny how coincidences work sometimes, and though he feels the sting of hurt assuming you have also been in love with Jeongguk, he takes a few seconds to prepare himself before clicking open the message.

‘Hey… Hey Dr. Park, I know this will be awkward and I’m not exactly sure how to word any of this, but I swear to you there is nothing going on with me and y/n… In fact, we fornicated like, once. But she was still so in love with you, she told me not to tell anyone. She’s a great girl. Don’t let her go. Not because of me. I’m sorry it went down like that, but I can’t stand the thought of you two not being together.

Dude, just be together.’

Tears are in Jimin’s eyes as he guiltily runs a hand through his hair from not giving you a chance to explain earlier.

‘I’ll even buy you two a lifetime supply of apricot lube.’

Laughter escapes Jimin’s lips in so much relief when he sees the next text from Jeongguk. Jimin can finally breathe. Tears pang his cheeks while he folds over to let the pain out. You were his. The entire time. And he was yours. He responds to Jeongguk, asking where you reside. Quickly, he jolts from the bed, puts on his best attire, brushes his teeth, sprays his cologne, styles his hair and springs out the door without even a second thought.

He is not losing you again.

-

You’re sitting on the couch in comfy pajamas when the doorbell rings unexpectedly rings. You just brushed your teeth to settle for the evening, and you can’t help the confusion all over your face at the sudden knock on the door following the doorbell. “Who in the hell-?” You mouth, eyes burning from the crying.

When you open the door, just like a movie, you do not expect to see the man you have been in love with for four years standing there, his eyes shyly staring back as you take him all in. His scent breezing to your nose, his hair shining beneath the light, his clothes clinging to his frame like a damn model. “Jimin?” You croak.

“y/n, I know now.” He begins. His voice is as soft as flower petals. Your heart is ramming inside you but in the most beautiful way. “Your father texted me. He told me everything… So, did Jeongguk.”

Your eyebrows scrunch. “Excuse me what? What kind of drama show is this?”

“A fucking good one if you ask me.” Jimin says. “I’m sorry I walked away from you earlier.”

“No, Jimin please don’t apologize. You have every right to hate me.”

“Absolutely not.” He stops you. “Listen to me, I will never hate you. Your father is the one who messed up. Not you. I understand it all now. You sacrificed to make sure I succeed. You’ve done more for me than anyone I’ve ever known.” His lips curl into a teasing smirk. “And that blasted Jeongguk,”

“Oh God,” you blush as you stare downward waiting for what you’re assuming will be concern.

“He’s apparently got the apricot lube on lock.”

Meeting Jimin’s eyes you shake your head incredulously, “Of course he would mention some shit like that. I should have known.”

“You taught him well.” Jimin becomes serious, his tone lowering into a murmur. “And… I know seeing and talking to your parents again is going to be hard, but you do not have to go through it alone. I’ll be right beside you every step of the way if you ask me to.”

“Jimin,” your voice breaks as the crying starts again. You are so touched by this man before you.

“I love you.” His hands press to your face the moment he says it, foreheads touching as your hands find his wrists. The words you’ve been wishing and dreaming to hear again.

“I love you.” Your voice breaks, and he leans in, kissing you so sweetly while his thumbs move to swipe away the tears. This kiss. This kiss is magic. From another world. Hearts soaring into the galaxies while your lips move together. Now the crew can officially be together without any fear or sadness. The world of you and Jimin being together can finally be okay again.

“Now, let’s go get that coffee I promised.” Jimin smiles as he pulls away mischeiviously.

“I’ll go powder my nose,” he quickly kisses your giggling smile. “Unless… you wanna come see my tits.”

“Right behind you!” He smacks your ass excitingly as the pair of you enter your room. Now you two can be together. Saving animals, conquering the world, making your relationship known, celebrating your love. It all came together finally.

Finally.

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dancer! jimin x best friend! reader

genre: smau, fluff, slight angst, crack, college au, friends to lovers, mutual pining, but what is pining if not deception

warnings: language, drinking, mentions of s*x, fear for future/anxiety, self-doubt, pregnancy (but it’s a cat pregnancy), violently fluffy domesticity

synopsis: after falling out with your high school friends and transferring due to your break up with Jungkook, Jimin had become an almost immediate constant in your life. Your bleakest days were often colored by Jimin’s smile and unyielding energy. So how will your relationship change when pregnant cats, old flames and annoying guidance counselors come into play?

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epilogue

[jjungkookislife]

Secret ||PJM|| Epilogue

pairing: jimin x f. reader

genre: established relationship, fluff, 18+

summary: Jimin thinks he can keep his genuine feelings for his sugar baby a secret, but his nosy friends may get him to admit them to himself... and you!

wc: 2k

warnings: food mention

date: February 21, 2024

It had been months since the eight of you had been together. 

Jimin had kept his word and the moment Jungkook and Yoongi returned from tour, he cleared everyone’s schedule for two weeks. The eight of you would be flying out for a snowy retreat in the mountains. 

The cabin you had arrived at resembled more of a mansion but Jimin waved you off, insisting the eight of you needed the room and soundproof walls. 

Jungkook, Seokjin, and Yoongi were eager to hit the slopes while Jimin, and Namjoon were eager to hit the private skating rink. 

Hoseok, Taehyung and you headed for the hot tub with a speaker and snacks. 

You sighed the moment your body sunk into the tub, groaning when Taehyung sits beside you and splashes you. He laughs instead of apologizing and you flip him off. 

Hoseok chuckles from his spot as the speaker turns on and his latest single fills the air. 

“How’s the wedding planning?” Taehyung asks and Hoseok groans. 

“What?”

“Did you know planning a wedding is more stressful than launching a new album? At least it feels that way when you’re being asked if you prefer roses or lilies, buttercream or fondant, sky blue or baby blue. Which is not the same color if you’re wondering,” Hoseok sighs heavily as he tilts his head back to look at the night sky. 

Taehyung whistles. “Damn.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I want to have an input in everything but there’s so much stuff. It’s overwhelming sometimes. I’d marry Seokjin at Park Entertainment if I could.”

“I’m sure it’ll all be worth it when the day comes,” you grin as you place your hand on his. 

“I’m sure,” Hoseok nods. “It’s just everything all at once. We have cake tasting when we get back and a few other things but the wedding is set for Spring so not too long now.”

“Have you picked a best man?” Taehyung wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. 

“Yoongi,” Hoseok responds and Taehyung pouts. 

“Of course you’ll all be part of the bridal party. Namjoon is Seokjin’s best man.”

“I’ll remember this when it’s my turn,” Taehyung mutters as he dips his head into the tub and flips his hair, splashing Hoseok when he comes back up.

Hoseok wipes his face, ignoring Taehyung’s poutiness. 

“And that’s why certain choices were made.” Hoseok sighs heavily.

The next morning, you sit on the couch beside Jungkook. A warm mug of hot chocolate is in your hand, while Jungkook flips through the movies on the streaming site. 

Jimin yawns as he comes down the stairs with his cute bedhead, an oversized sweater, and grey sweatpants that hug his thighs nicely.

“Morning, love,” he greets before kissing your cheek. You smile as you scoot closer to Jungkook to give him some room.

Jimin wraps you up in his arms, kissing your cheek.

“I missed you yesterday,” you coo as he pouts when you move away to be able to look him in the eyes. 

“Missed you too,” he murmurs into your shoulder. “We can have dinner tonight. Just us.”

“And we can all meet you for dessert!” Jungkook claps. Jimin laughs, “Sure.”

“Dinner with my man and dessert with my best friends? Sounds wonderful!” You smile, kissing Jimin’s cheek one more time before you rise. 

Jimin whines when you leave him, curling up to Jungkook instead. 

“Sorry! I have to meet Seokjin, Hobi, and Tae for brunch. We’re going over a few wedding things,” you explain before running up the stairs to get ready. 

Jungkook waits until you’re out of the room. When the shower starts upstairs, he deems the coast clear. 

“Do you have it on you?” Jungkook asks with a huge smile. 

Jimin nods. 

“Lemme see! Lemme see!” Jungkook shakes Jimin’s shoulder roughly again and again with each word. 

Jimin curses, pulling his friend’s hands off of him. He looks over his shoulder at the stairs to make sure you’re not around. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the surprise because of Jungkook’s overeagernes. 

Just before leaving on this trip, Jimin had taken Namjoon and Seokjin with him to pick out a ring. He was going to propose and he wanted everything to be perfect. 

There was nobody else in the world Jimin would rather be with. You were the one for him and he was certain of it. He was done being foolish, he was mending his relationship with his father, and what you and Jimin had was solid. Unbreakable.

“It’s gorgeous!” Jungkook exclaims. Jimin hushes him, shutting the box and sliding it into his sweatpants pocket. 

“She’ll hear you,” Jimin hisses. 

“Sorry! I’m just excited! I had to record when you guys went,” Jungkook pouts. He really wanted to go with but Yoongi had him on a tight schedule. The album would be released a week or so before Seokjin and Hoseok’s wedding and if Kook wanted time off for the festivities, he had to put in the work. 

Taking time off for this trip was special; he would return to the studio right after it ended. He had photo shoots, music videos, appearances, and interviews once he got back but for now, Jungkook was just excited to be included in the proposal. 

“Everything has to go smoothly, Kook. I want this to be everything she’s ever dreamed of,” Jimin smiles cutely. His cheeks are rosy and his eyes twinkle.

“Don’t worry about a thing,” Jungkook assures him. “All you and Sunshine have to do is show up.”

Jimin nods. He thanks Jungkook before he heads upstairs to pick out his outfit for tonight. Hoseok has a few outfits delivered ahead of time for the event and you had been too exhausted from traveling to put away your clothing. You found it easier to live out of your suitcase until Jimin helped you out everything up. 

Your voice fills the bedroom, muted by the bathroom door as you sing. Jimin melts as he realizes he’ll be lucky enough to hear you sing every day for the rest of his life. 

Dinner goes swimmingly.

Jimin has gifted you a beautiful gown. It’s off the shoulders, and a beautiful ruby red fabric that hugs your body amazingly. 

All of Jimin’s attention has been on you. From before dinner drinks, to now as you finish your meal. The weather outside is milder than it has been, and you think nothing of it when Jimin asks if you’d like to see the gardens.

“I’d love to,” you agree as he rises from his seat before helping you out of yours. He laces his fingers with yours as he leads you away from the private dining room, and down a long hallway framed with gorgeous portraits.

“Close your eyes,” Jimin instructs as you reach a large door at the end of the hall.

“Why?” you ask with a pout.

“Because,” Jimin chuckles. “Don’t want to spoil dessert.”

“Ooh,” you giggle as your eyes close and Jimin reminds you not to peek as he leads you outside. 

The chill of the wind makes you shiver as you step outside. You keep your eyes squeezed shut as Jimin leads you forward a few more feet. Your free hand moves to the gorgeous necklace resting on your chest, toying with it as the smell of chocolate fills your nose. 

“Chocolate,” you nearly moan, smiling brightly. You hear a few chuckles and assume your friends have joined in for the dessert surprise. 

A few moments later, Jimin comes to a stop. He lets go of your hand and reminds you to keep your eyes closed. You nod, wondering what in the world this surprise could be. 

“Okay, open,” Jimin instructs, almost too nervous to speak. 

Slowly, you open your eyes. 

Candles burn all around you in the shape of a heart. Jimin is on one knee, his hand holding an open ring box with a gorgeous ring that takes your breath away. 

Seconds later, fireworks go off and drones fly together in the sky and the words “Will you marry me?” Appear in the sky. 

Your friends and family wait on the sidelines, awaiting your response. 

Namjoon has to hold Jungkook back from running towards you, too excited to contain himself as two of his best friends get engaged. 

The thundering of your heart drowns everything out except for Jimin’s dulcet voice asking if you’d marry him. 

“Yes!” You breathe, tackling him into a hug.

“Whoa!” He laughs, clutching the little box with the ring tightly as you squeeze him and plant a million kisses on his face. 

“She said yes!” Jungkook cheers. He jumps up and down beside Namjoon, who wipes a tear from his eye as the photographer takes a few photos before Jimin’s rising to his feet. 

“Permission to approach?” Seokjin asks, smiling brightly beside Hoseok. Both are eager to wrap you up in their arms to celebrate.

“Yes, of course,” you say in between sniffles. Seokjin came prepared. He hands you a travel pack of tissues as he hugs you tightly. Hoseok wraps the three of you in a hug before Jungkook comes barreling through, “Lemme in, lemme in!”

Namjoon and Yoongi hang back, shaking their head as Taehyung crawls between Jungkook’s legs to get in on the hug action. 

“He could have waited two seconds,” Yoongi shakes his head as Taehyung squeezes in, his head popping out from the middle of the group. 

“Too tight!” Taehyung squeaks.

“Suits ya right,” Hoseok chirps, poking his curly haired friend. 

Taehyung pouts before he slithers down the middle and crawls out through Hoseok’s legs. 

Even after all this time, Taehyung can still get on Hoseok’s last nerve and he’d never trade it for anything in the world. 

Once it’s safe to approach, Namjoon hugs you tightly. 

“Oh, you’re going to be a gorgeous bride,” he states as he kisses your cheek. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

“Joon,” you blink back tears, hugging him right before he goes to Jimin. 

Yoongi embraces you last. He holds you close, kissing the top of your head.

“I’m so happy for you,” he whispers. “I’m glad you two finally got your heads out of your ass to notice you love each other.”

“You know, I hope your best man speech for Hobi is better than this one,” you scoff.

Yoongi glares at you, tickling your side before he laughs. “You’d be so lucky to get a proper speech from me. Now, go cut the cake before I do.”

“Yes, sir,” you laugh as you walk away to join Jimin. He welcomes you into his arms as you head over to the glorious cake waiting for you. 

It’s two tiers in the shape of a heart with vintage style decorations and a few pearls. 

Jimin and you hold the knife together, grinning at each other as the tip sinks into the frosting. 

“I love you,” you whisper, your gaze locked on his. 

“I love you, baby,” he responds as he kisses your cheek. 

You grip the knife tighter, feeling Jimin guide your hand with his. The two of you are friends, lovers, and partners. Today, tomorrow, and forever. 

There’s nothing in this world that could pull you apart, nothing you can’t get through without each other. 

Relief fills you as the knife hits the bottom and you lift it together to make the second cut. 

This was just the beginning of your wonderful life. You had amazing, supportive friends, and the man of your dreams. You were beyond blessed.

“Here’s to the rest of our lives,” Jimin smiles as he feeds you a piece of cake. 

You chew and swallow, licking your lips after. Jimin holds your hand in his, the ring placed on your finger. 

Jimin’s thumb grazes the stone, and you can’t help but kiss him. Your arms wrap around his neck as his hands find their home on your hips. 

You melt into the kiss, moaning softly as his lips descend toward your neck. Your fingers weave in his hair, tugging gently to make him moan as his teeth nip the sensitive flesh of your neck. 

“I love you, Park Jimin. Only you. Now, forever, and always.”

Secret  || PJM

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[httpisaoki]

DANCES IN THE STARS,

idol! yu jimin x 6th member of le sserafim! reader smau

synopsis. as music bank season is coming back, le sserafim’s mo yn gets partnered up to mc with jang wonyoung, the korean it girl. slowly, the news of their partnership gets revealed and fans go crazy about the girls’ chemistry with each other, until, karina decides to post the dance cover of her and yn out of jealousy which stirs up chaos not only within the fanbase but to her and yn’s relationship.

pairings. idol! yu jimin x 6th member of le ssera! reader, slight! wonyoung x reader, platonic! aeri x reader, yeonbin, ryeji, sunoo x jungwon,

ft idols. soobin (txt), heuning kai (txt), yeonjun (txt), le sserafim, ive, sunoo (enyphen), jake (enyphen), chaeryoung (itzy), ryujin (itzy), aespa, anton lee (as readers younger brother, riize), stray kids

tags. idol au; fluff; crack; wlw; friends to lovers, smau

taglist (open). @noascats @huhyunjinwifey @rinapomu @pandafuriosa60 @yoontoonwhs @haerinkisser @mightymyo @haechansbbg @winieter @awkwardtoafault @flolio @jeongggiiiee @dutifullyannoyingfox

update schedule. whenever i can :), just to warn readers bcs this might be posted in 23821 years

status. on hold

disclaimer. these stories are purely fictional. they do not reflect any of the names mentioned. the names mentioned have no involvement with the fiction being told.

warnings. Inappropriate language; kys/kms jokes; suggestive jokes; more to be added

PROFILES ! fimmies kwangays (mains)

001. holy shi..

002. mc?!

003. real news

[i-am-baechu]

♬ Summary: Jungkook is proud that Y/N is his girlfriend and he of course lets the world know how much he loves her. 

♬ Pairing: Established relationship; Jungkook x reader 

♬ Rating:  Explicit (18+) 

♬Genre: Established relationship, comedy, angst?, fluff, and smutish

♬ Warnings: Smut angst(ish) and fluff (lol) 

♬ Part of, ‘ His Fan Girl

♬ Authors note: Time jump like I know the story isn’t here yet but I couldn’t help myself lol 

After being with Y/N for a while, Jungkook already knew her reaction to the song. Y/N always got mad (flustered) at him for sharing things with his members about their love life but she also thought it was cute. When Jungkook told her that he was working on his solo album, he lied to her. The lie wasn’t big but he just said he was going to do a love song for her and she couldn’t help but fall for him more. The song had two versions to it, normal (for Y/N) and explicit (for Jungkook); problem solved. The only thing he wasn’t looking forward to was Y/N scolding him. 

Y/N sat in the studio watching Jungkook sing away in the booth and she couldn’t help but smile at him. She loved watching him sing because of how passionate he was about it. He opened his eyes and gave her his bunny smile letting her know he was truly happy. He put his headphones on the stand and walked outside. He gave her the hand motion to come here and she tilted her head at him. She placed her laptop on the couch and said her sorrys to the producers who just gave her a smile. She stood under Jungkook and gave him a confused look, “Is everything okay?” 

He nodded his head and leaned down, giving her a quick kiss, “I just wanted a kiss from you.” 

Her face felt hot and she glanced at the producers who weren’t even paying attention to them, “Yo-You can’t just kiss me in front of them...” 

“Why? You don’t want my love?” 

She slapped his chest gently and crossed her arms over her chest, “T-That’s not what I meant and you know that.” She looked over his body to look at the stand and a soft smile appeared, “You're doing a good job. Your English has improved, I’m proud of you.”

He kissed her forehead at this and nodded his head, “It was all because of you. You're a great teacher, you know.” 

“I-I tried my best...Are you almost done?” 

“Almost, can you wait another hour?” 

“Of course, I can. I just need to look over the reports from work.” 

He nodded his head and rubbed the back of his neck, “I’m sorry you have to wait for me.” 

“Eh? It’s okay, Kook. I’m glad I can spend time with you.” 

Another reason why he loved Y/N. She was always patient with him and just wanted to be with him regardless of what it was. He also knew she struggled in her life. She had clinical depression and there were days when it was so hard for her to function. It hurt him to see her like that because no matter what he did, she stayed the same. She always felt bad for doing this to him but he understood. 

“Baby, are you okay?”

Y/N looked up from there to give him a small smile, “I will be...”

He gave her a small frown and sat on the bed. He grabbed her hand, rubbing her knuckles gently, “Are you having another episode?” 

She sighed and nodded her head, “I am...I don’t know why though. I know you wanted to go on a date today but I don’t know...I don’t know if I can. I-I’m sorry.” 

“I wish I could take the weight off of your shoulders.” 

She gave him a small smile and leaned into his body, “I love you...”

“I love you more.” 

Her shy nature made intimate moments between the two even better. Jungkook still couldn’t believe that she was a virgin when they met and that she didn’t really have experience with a boyfriend. It made his heart flutter to know that he was her first and her last. It was an honor that he will carry for the rest of his life. There were moments when she had to push Jungkook out of bed to go to work or even to stop him from having another round. He just couldn’t get enough of her. How could he? She was everything he wanted and more, a blessing even. 

“Yo-Your fingertips are cold...”

“Let me warm them up then.” He slid his hand down her stomach to her entrance. He shoved two fingers in and she arched her back off of the bed. He looked down at her red face and couldn’t help his heart beat faster. She looked so cute even though they were doing something sinful. 

He brought his head down to her breast and started sucking at her nipple making her moans even louder. He backed away and grabbed the condom off of the bed but she noticed he was different tonight. He looked nervous and she kind of knew why. She gently brought his head into her chest and kissed the side of his head, “Kookie~, It will be okay. I know your solo will be good.” 

He pulled away and looked down at her and gave her a soft smile, “I love you.” 

“And I love you more.” 

He placed the condom on his cock and gave her another smile, “I don’t think you understand...I love you so much.” 

He intertwined their fingers together next to her head and thrust into her. She let out a moan and he leaned down letting her moan into his mouth, “Kook~!” 

Their tongues swirled each other and he opened his eyes to peek at her. Her face was so red that he could feel the heat off of it and with her eyes closed, it made her look so innocent. He kept thrusting into her as he placed kisses on her neck, “You give me strength...” 

Today was release day. Y/N and Jungkook were in New York for him to perform at Good Morning and she was so excited to see it. She was going to be in a special area making sure no one could see her. This was the second thing on her mind, the first thing on her mind was just seeing him perform. They sat in the hotel with her laptop on the bed as she looked at him with a smile, “Are you excited?” 

He gave her a nervous smile and laugh, “I’m not sure...” 

She leaned forward placing a kiss on the tip of his nose, “I’m excited. You didn’t let me come with you to the filming...I’m still upset about that, you know.”

He rolled his eyes and brought her in to sit on his lap with her laptop in hers. He kissed the side of her head and chuckled, “I wanted it to be a surprise.” 

“You know I don’t like surprises...”

“Too bad.” 

She glanced at the time and looked up to see him already looking down, “Are you ready?” 

“Yeah, I am.” 

She pressed play and she watched it as he played with her fingers. She laughed at some parts and rolled her eyes. When the video was over, she turned her body so she could straddle his waist with a goofy smile, “This just shows how clingy you are...”

“Clingy for you only baby.” 

The autoplay on youtube went to the next song and she glanced to see what was playing. She turned her whole body and she squinted at the screen, “JUNGKOOK! WHY DOES THIS SAY EXPLICIT!” 

He felt sweat forming on his forehead as he let out a small laugh, “I-It’s nothing.” 

I'll be fuckin' you right, seven days a week. She glared at the screen with her mouth open and her face blazing. She shut her laptop and let out a groan as she brought her hands to cover her face, “Why did you make that!?”

He pouted at her and wrapped his arms around her waist, “Because I love you, plus the world knows I have a girlfriend. They know I’m talking about you.” 

“Th-They don’t know it's me! OH MY GOD, THE GUYS ARE GONNA LISTEN TO THIS AND KNOW!!” 

Jungkook let out a laugh and kissed her cheek, “I kiss your waist and ease your mind..”

“NOT NOW JUNGKOOK! SINGING WON’T GET YOU OFF THE HOOK!”

[jjunsolos]

12. ; on my soul

synopsis - when your best friend dahyun offers to let you stay at her house, you really can’t say no. especially with how things are at the moment. what she didn’t mention is that her little brother lives with her too…

warnings - profanity asf, jungkook being stubborn and immature, yn js not having it😭 lmk if i missed anything !

author’s note - im staying away frm writing for a while bc i cant write without taking 10 years to finish😭

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STAR LINE : 005

Synopsis: Y/N is debuting in Hybe’s new girl group Cosmatic, while she felt a lot of pressure from debuting under a company that houses the biggest boy group, she’s never going to see them, right? And if she did ever see them, she’d never talk to them, she’d never ever develop a relationship with one of the members, right?

lets get this bread:

a/n: I want to be able to upload these daily but also I have no good ideas when writing </3 << previous next >> taglist : @bxcndd @alienchickenpoop @vampcharxter @mochimommy2002

[jungcam]

jungkook

jimin

taehyung

yoongi

jhope

namjoon

seokjin

[nsfwtaegis]

witness

— UNTITLED: THE SMAU

8 besties fall in love. inspired by the untitled one shot by nsfwtaegis

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[kimnjss]

lake nantahala | kth sm au

banner by: @dee-ehn

🖇 synopsis:

— bruised knees from climbing trees, each summer was spent the same. now eight years of nothing have passed and they’re back where they started, forced to navigate through all the heartbreak that comes with seeing each other again in order to make a great summer for their friends.

pairing: sadboy!taehyung x spoiled!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: established jikook. platonic sope!

genre: angst!! some smut themes... childhood friends. e2l.

warnings: family issues. slight childhood trauma. mention of abusive parents. tae has been through so much lowkey. this taehyung has no relation to the real kim taehyung!

updates: everyday!

status: ongoing!

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

parts:

playlist

prologue

character profiles: yns luvs

character profiles: taes roomies

part one: being dramatic

part two: growth series

part three: poison ivy

bonus: an enemy

part four: doing terribly

part five: already uncomfortable

part six: accidents happen

part seven: stupid date

part eight: just friends

part nine: stupid heart

part ten: burst your bubble

part eleven: worth telling

part twelve: first date

part thirteen: familiar and warm

part fourteen: starting over

part fifteen: watch me

part sixteen: overly sexual

part seventeen: extremely confusing

part eighteen: the only thing 

part nineteen: social butterfly

part twenty: first everything

part twenty-one: summer fling

part twenty-two: best friends

part twenty-three: the more, the merrier

part twenty-four: dirty looks

part twenty-five: never you

part twenty-six: missed you

part twenty-seven: break up

part twenty-eight: new taehyung

part twenty-nine: the last (time jump)

epilogue: stay away

epilogue: take me back

[singguks]

city of hearts, ep. 1 ❤️‍🩹 taehyung

synopsis. having experienced a fateful romance by the beach, taehyung sets out on a quest through seoul's bustling streets to locate the woman who has stolen his heart.

pairing. taehyung x oc

genre. social media auㆍgamedesigner!tae ( angst. fluff. smut. )

word count. 5623

warnings. adulthood romance things cof cof implicit

a/n. i couldn't possibly start another au, but she said the word and so i did. happy birthday to my bestie, whom i'd love to see more often even though we talk every day ☆ thank you for being my person through and through ! this is my love letter to you, miss bubbles ♡

episodes. 01 ▸ 02 ▸ 03

▸ E1: True or False?

One day we got curious as to how men and women date in this city. To satisfy our curiosity, we discussed the beginning of a new project, that required us to follow the lives of several men and women in Seoul.

For it to be real, we won’t intervene in their lives. Only when we think it’s necessary, we will share their answers with others, or maybe edit them to make this entertaining—all the while keeping their original words. 

It’s worth telling that fifty individuals around Seoul were chosen for this project. Still, they will all be participating with nicknames to protect their privacy—as we usually do when it comes to the internet. They all had to promise to treat their phones as their friends, as well as the app we developed where we will be posting questions, and telling only the truth. 

But some answers and behaviors made us wonder if they indeed were telling us like it really is.

[ note that some of their answers will be through text, others, like this one, will be taken as voice notes. all voices undergo a modification due to privacy issues. ]

ılı.lıl taehyung: I’m the cool type… and uhm, gentle. Definitely not clingy. I’m cool. 

ılı.lıl deo: I keep true to myself when I date… and when I break up too. 

ılı.lıl kie: I’d say I fall in and out of love pretty fast. What can I say? I’m passionate. *chuckles* And if I have to break up, I just do it. I won’t dwell much. 

ılı.lıl yoongi: What’s even the point of getting laid? *tsk* It’s a hassle… 

ılı.lıl jin: I’m not one to play games. I don’t like that. I think overall I’m a pretty good guy. 

ılı.lıl harin: Before my current boyfriend, well, I think I dated around uhm… Four men? No, three…? Wait. Let me retake this just once! *laughs* 

So, whether the participants are telling the truth… well, we will let you be the judge of that. 

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boreo 🤔

bluengrey For me, it’s women I can have fun with.

boreo men that I can talk to?

⤷ callmerinie huh? talking isn’t everything

tangerimin A physical connection, people. 

supertuna Are you asking what I think you’re asking?

notmekeys why are you all acting so innocent? kkk

boreo oh- 

tangerimin Why can’t you all say it? It’s just whatever. Just say it. You know, like bang!

⤷ boreo i got it now. 

callmerinie 🤭

callmerinie and cut~!

boreo so if it’s about intimacy..

⤷ notmekeys i think i know just by the smell. you know, it’s all about pheromones

supertuna Doesn’t it depend on the man? At least I think so. 

⤷ callmerinie wow! really? you’re giving yourself too much credit. 😒

bluengrey Uhm.. Usually I take the lead if it’s about that. 

⤷ boreo uh-huh. do you really? 

⤷ bluengrey Ok. Fine. There was this one time that I followed the girl’s lead. 

⤷ bluengrey One time, okay? 

⤷ boreo doubt it

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bluengrey Dating? I don’t think so

⤷ supertuna No. I think it is. 

boreo dating really changed my point of view about that

tangerimin If you guys are putting it that way, I’ve dated many women. I loved it every time. 

⤷ callmerinie aww… and what the girls had to say about this?

⤷ notmekeys about men? well, you know. they are all the same: trash. 

⤷ boreo not all… i mean. there’s someone i know that wasn’t 

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boreo yes. there is someone i can’t forget. 

bluengrey I do. 

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ılı.lıl deo: It happened one year ago…

ılı.lıl taehyung: She was the only one I could see. Like I was just gravitating in her orbit… Like we were in a world of our own. I felt complete. 

ılı.lıl deo: I felt this spark every time I would catch him staring at me and then I simply couldn’t look away.

ılı.lıl taehyung: Back then I thought “Wah, this is what love feels like” *chuckles sadly*

ılı.lıl deo: I’ll always remember him. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: If that is really the case… I don’t think someone ends a relationship if they feel that way. 

ılı.lıl deo: It was my fault. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: You know, it was my fault… 

ılı.lıl taehyung: No… It’s true, she messed it up. 

ılı.lıl deo: I won’t make excuses.

ılı.lıl taehyung: I mean… Of all the people… Why me? Why did it have to be me?

ılı.lıl deo: Simply put, we met at a time when I needed someone like him. Thanks to him, I became who I am now... 

ılı.lıl taehyung: I wish I had never met her. *sighs* I was such a fool now that I think back. 

ılı.lıl deo: *smiles* Being around him.. his love was kind of magical...

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august 10th, 2022 

Summer is at its peak and Taehyung has just arrived at Jeju airport. It has been a while since he last had some time to himself due to work, so to say he couldn’t wait for this much-deserving vacation is an understatement. 

He organized everything at the company before he took off for this get-away, from the ongoing projects ideas he had recently pitched in, to the files the design team would need the next fifteen days he was away. And if you know Taehyung, you also know being organized was never his forte. 

The game designer waits absentmindedly with his luggage by his foot, as he takes his beloved camera out of its case to finally point at the structure behind him. This airport isn’t the biggest one he had ever set foot on, he observes, but it is cozy enough and bustling with people everywhere to the point his fingers itch for the metal click of the equipment for a piece of nostalgia he held dear to his heart. 

Just around the corner, Deo hit the brakes of the jeep as she waits for a group of tourists to cross to the other sidewalk while talking to her boss on the phone. 

“It would’ve been much easier if you had just asked him for a selfie or something, Yumi–” 

She hears her boss laugh through the speakers as she looks out of the window. The place is packed to the point she can barely see the pick-up line where the Ubers and Taxis usually park, and a wave of worriedness falls upon her. “Let’s go through with his description once again.” 

“Ok, remember… He’s tall, and the last time he came he had blonde hair but that might not be the case anymore… Mmm, he has a nice shoulder line– Just trust me, his face will be hard to miss. He’s really handsome!” 

The confession has Deo opening a smile. She met Yumi just a couple of weeks back when she arrived in Jeju herself, but the connection was instant. 

For the first three days, she stayed at Yumi’s shack—the colorful hostel by the beach owned by Yumi herself and her long-time fiancé, Namjoon. But then going home became some distant reality she wasn’t ready to face, so kindly she was offered a position at the beach stay. And now, here she is, doing her first task out of the premises and the vigilante eyes of her playful bosses. 

Although she loved the couple who hired her, even if it had been just a mere seventeen days, and she considered them as family, nothing made Deo as uncomfortable as not knowing what she was dealing with. Driving to the airport clueless as to whom she should be picking up wasn’t her cup of tea and the uneasiness she felt was visible as she sighed longly while turning off the call. 

The stop sign goes green again, and with a bold strike of encouragement, she straightens her back, holds the steering wheel with conviction, and begins a cheerful pep talk to herself. 

“You can do this.” She mumbles, hawkeyes scanning the people as her car slowly passes by. “How hard can it be… He’s tall and–” 

The words quickly lose their sound in her mouth. Standing ten feet ahead, a man attracts glances from everyone passing by as he checks the visor in his camera absentmindedly. 

Mentally, Deo starts crossing every characteristic being given by Yumi as she keeps looking at him through the safety of the Jeep’s tainted window. The only thing that doesn’t match is that this handsome man isn’t blonde but a brunette. His chocolate locks look ridiculously soft blowing in the light breeze. 

Inhaling resolved, she parks right next to him, rolling her window down.  

“Hi there! Would you perhaps be the Kim Taehyung from Seoul I’m looking for?” 

Upon hearing his name, Taehyung looks up at her. The girl doesn’t wait for his answer, she jumps out of the vehicle that he can notice is much bigger than herself. “You must be here to pick me up… Right?” 

Deo smiles at him confirming with a nod before opening the big trunk of the Jeep. Instead of introducing herself right away as expected, Taehyung watches as she reaches for his luggage, her knitted eyebrows denouncing how heavy it must be. 

“I– I can do that–” He tries, but she swiftly evades his reach. 

“It’s no problem! Really.”

He watches a bit flustered as she tries to dismiss her effort with a laid-back energy as if it was something she did all the time—to arrange heavy stuff in trunks and whatever not. 

Picking both his duffel bags to help while she is still pushing his suitcase inside the trunk, he is able to take two steps before she takes notice and grabs them from his hands. “Leave that to me! You can wait inside, really. Go ahead!” Deo waves her hand and he starts to walk toward the passenger seat uncertain of how to behave, but decides to take her lead for the time being. 

“Seatbealt!” She says as soon as she occupies the driver's seat and he is quick to follow the instruction. 

“So… Where is Namjoon?” 

Deo reaches for the rearview mirror, casually checking something in her eye before adjusting it back to its position. “Oh, he had to give today’s surf lessons and Yumi was kind of busy with tonight’s gathering so… But you’ll see him soon enough!”

“Ah, I see” 

“He’ll be waiting for us by the beach, don’t worry.” And the bubbly smile she gives him before starting the car and driving them away is enough to shut down his inquiry and haze him in his thoughts. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: What kind of women I’m compatible with? *smiles* Looking back… I’m drawn to the ones that are strange to me at first *chuckles* I think they’re a good pair for me. 

Driving down the lush tapestry of Jeju island, Deo takes the wheel as the jeep’s interior is illuminated by the soft glow of the sun. Melodic notes intertwine with the afternoon’s warm atmosphere as music envelops them. Deo’s fingers tap the steering wheel, and her voice, a gentle hum, dances in harmony with the rhythm. Taehyung, sitting beside her, steals occasional glances, captivated by her carefree demeanor. The playful sway of her copper strands in the wind and the joy evident on her face, as the waves crash on the coast, make the moment feel like a private dance between them.

ılı.lıl taehyung: Have you ever met someone and felt like they were this huge… Question mark? 

ılı.lıl taehyung: Like– “What is she like? She looks fun” *chuckles reminiscent* And you can’t stop having these questions and curiosities… You just want to know more and more. 

As if sensing the perfect moment, a familiar melody begins to play through the car’s speakers. Deo’s eyes lit up with recognition, a grin forming on her lips. Officially Missing You by Tamia had been remade by Basstracks as a summer tune, and it had quickly become one of her favorites at the moment; a song that resonated with the essence of Jeju and its travelers. 

With an impulsive burst of excitement, Deo cranks up the volume, allowing the music to envelop the jeep. The infectious beat cascades around them, harmonizing with the engine's rhythm roaring wildly in the wind. Her hands tap the steering wheel more enthusiastically than before, her foot keeping time with the pedals as the melody ignites her senses. 

And then, as if the music had started a fire within her, she begins to sing. Her voice, rich and passionate, hits Taehyung’s ears in a wonderful and alluring way. Every note she sings seems to carry the energy of the sun-drenched afternoon, a celebration of life and the freedom of the open road. 

Taehyung was initially taken aback by the sudden fervor. He watches in silent amazement as she transforms from a steady driver into a vivacious performer. Her eyes sparkle with delight, and her voice carries an unadulterated joy that is impossible to ignore. 

For a moment, he is rendered speechless, caught in the captivating spell of her uninhibited enthusiasm even though he knows the lyrics by heart himself. But as the chorus approaches, Deo’s voice soars higher, and turning to him with an unmistakable twinkle in her eye, she opens the windows further, allowing the world outside to merge with the music. 

“You know this song–?” As she asks and the chorus reaches its crescendo, she extends her arm toward him, pretending her hand is a microphone. The invitation hangs between them, and he hesitates for a moment. “C’mon! Sing with me–” Shyness lingered, but her spirited performance is too magnetic to resist. 

Taking a deep breath, he leans closer to the imaginary tool and timidly joins in, his voice intertwining with hers. Taehyung sings softly, still caught in the spell of her contagious energy. His eyes remain fixed on her while she loses herself to the music.

At that moment, as Deo sings with all her heart, his own swells with a profound fondness for the stranger sitting by his side. He realizes that this is a glimpse into her unfiltered soul—one that seems to revel in the simple joys of life, that seems to embrace every moment with unbridled passion. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: That’s how I fell for her… You see, I’m attracted to intense women. 

⤷ tangerimin It is fun to follow their lead kekeke so… Same here. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: There is a lot more to it– Like being bubbly… Oh, and she was also pretty feisty! Yeah, *smiles* that’s what she was like. She had just the right amount of feistiness.

When the music fades out and is replaced by the radio host’s voice instead, Deo turns down the volume still in a cheerful spirit. She takes a peak at the passenger seat only to notice Taehyung’s eyes are already on her. Visibly disconcerted, he gives her a small smile before looking over at his window instead, and she takes the opportunity to know more about him. 

“You will like it there,” she starts bubbly and he returns his gaze to her side profile. It is endearing how close to the steering wheel her seat is to compensate for her small stature.  

“I think so too… The last time I came it was such a healing experience– And well, I’ve been wanting to rent a trailer ever since I was younger.” 

“Oh, you’ll love it then!” He watches how her eyes part from the road ahead and instead fall on his side of the car, momentarily pointing with her index finger still on the wheel to the beach extension that passes by them. “It must be lovely to drive along the coasts… Picking these beautiful spots to just– Chill. I have a list of them if you want!” 

Taehyung leans his head on the window, a nostalgic wave hits his lips as the lines of it curve upward and he watches the sea crashing at the shore. It’s like a vivid picture of his childhood right in front of him. 

“That would be great if I had the license to drive the camper around… Maybe next time?” 

“You’re staying over a month and you won’t even change spots?! Now that we can’t do, hon.” 

He looks back at her startled by the casualty she treats everything. And not in a bad way; she didn’t peg him as this overbearing nosy person who didn’t have boundaries, but as someone that seemed carefree and loose. A different version of himself that he had to let go of many moons ago to fit the immense gray box that was societal norms and ordinary conviviality. 

Feeling a bit tempted to just enjoy the moment he decides then to let go of the filters. “That’s the only thing to do, hon, I don’t have the license.” He jokes, chuckling at her reaction when hearing the nickname. “What? You started it.” 

“My bad! Yumi was so invested in this whole casual speech thing ever since I started my part-time job there that now I just can’t come out of it. Something about making the guests feel at home and all that…” 

“Sounds like Yumi!” 

“But back to you. I was thinking… If there was a way to get you a license, would you want it? To live the full experience of a camper, that is…?” 

Taehyung frowns thinking as he looks to the calm waves again, but there isn’t much thinking to do. He would love the freedom of parking the vehicle throughout the whole extension of Jeju. “Sure…” He ponders. Being the type to imagine and discuss things, he was more than ready to give her all the reasons why that would be great for his next stay. “To park it whe–” 

“Great! So let’s do it!” 

It is the last thing he hears before she makes an abrupt U-turn in the middle of the calm road, and he has to flatten one hand on the window and the other on the panel of the Jeep to hold for his life. 

His heart only stops beating at an alarming speed once she hits the brakes and he is able to open the door to exit the vehicle. Still confused as to what is happening, the picture gets clear as she opens her arms excitedly in front of what he realizes to be a driving school.

“Ta-da! Your problems will be solved in exactly two days!” Deo exclaims, and Taehyung is pretty certain that his face is contorting in the most clueless way. He notices how a sudden strike of worriedness flashes on her toffee irises, however. “If you manage to pass the test of course…” 

ılı.lıl taehyung: I should have known she was crazy by then… But in all honesty… That’s what made her fun in the first place. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: And that makes me crazy too *laughs* You know, it’s those kinds of things you only realize later… Much later. Like realizing you’ve been conned only after being conned by someone *sighs*

⤷ supertuna Wow … I have just now realized how some people can be so blind 

ılı.lıl taehyung: And now whenever I see a camper trailer… I think of her.

They only get out of the driving school when he goes through with all the paperwork necessary to go and take the test the next day as Deo had insisted. She not only pushed him into a 3x4 photo machine situated on the long corridor of the building, but also cut the picture she thought to be the best, and helped him fill the application. 

Taehyung keeps replaying the whole shenanigan in his head as he takes his surfboard out of the roof of the jeep parked by his temporary home—a camper trailer by the beach. Last year, Namjoon had called him excitedly sharing the news that his girlfriend and he had bought a cozy place in Jeju and had renovated it to be a chill hostel for surfers and passersby. Of course, Taehyung stopped by to visit as soon as he was able to take some days off, but at the time, since all trailers were already rented, he stayed on the main structure. 

Not that it was bad, far from it. He enjoyed every second; from the late-night gatherings to the lounge festivities, and the amazing lunchtime Yumi was keen on making into a later-on karaoke session or game quest. There was no dull time within the colorful facilities, and it was always kept so casual that it made Taehyung feel very much at home. 

But he had the trailer experience written down on his bucket list ever since he could remember. And so this time around, he was sure to seize the opportunity and make that old promise come true. 

His thoughts wander away as he finishes sticking his board in the warm sand. Playing by the emerald shore, Deo runs laughing as she is chased by two dogs. His right hand comes to his eye line to shield it from the sun as he is incapable of moving on with his life, seeing her throw a stick only to have the bigger dog chasing it and the little one look at her unamused. It’s like he could be here all day to witness this particular scene, unconscious and unbothered by what surrounds them. 

And that is indeed what happens. 

“Hey, you, Mr. cloud9–” Namjoon calls for his attention for the second time. “You didn’t listen to a thing I said, did you?” 

“Hm?” 

“I was telling you to close the canvas of it at night because of the wind– Are you even hearing a thing?” But as he follows his friend's line of sight he knows he isn’t. Letting go of his own obligations for the time being, he stands beside Taehyung, crossing his arms and admiring his dogs running as the waves serve as background music to his ears. It’s peaceful. It’s his piece of peace on earth. 

“She shines, doesn’t she?” 

Namjoon peaks at his friend before looking ahead once more, with a fond smile finding his features. “She does… She has been our recent source of joy. Yumi and I laugh so much because of her lately.” 

“Yeah, she seems fun,” Taehyung muses with a chuckle of his own still enamored by the scene displayed in front of him. Deo falls to the soft sand in laughter and both dogs come flying toward her. 

“Poor girl… She was dumped here by some surfer. Could you believe that?” 

There is a sorrowful pause and Taehyung is suddenly snapped out of his trance, indignity brimming in his eyes as his friend shakes his head clearly saddened by the situation. 

Returning his view to the girl ahead, he adds, “What kind of jerk would do that? She seems so bubbly and… Caring–” 

“You want to take her to Seoul?” Namjoon interrupts and he almost gasps. 

“Take her?!”

“Yeah, take her. I mean, I think she would be happy with you there…” 

“You think she would like to come with me?” Taehyung’s fingers tingle with the possibility, even if he himself doubts it a little. 

“Sure! We just have to give her one last shot and she’s good to go! The vet–”

“Wait. What? What are you talking about?” 

Namjoon stares at him suddenly confused, and then back at the beach again. As Deo hops by, calling for both Monnie and Tan, his eyebrows soften in understanding. 

“Oh… It’s not Monnie, is it?” He muses playfully. “You’re talking about Yewon… I see,” 

“Yewon…” Taehyung mumbles her name to himself. “So her name is Yewon, huh…”

But the impish nudges he receives on his side snap him out of his thoughts and let him know that Namjoon won’t be letting go of this confession so soon. 

In the cozy beachside hostel, the evening breeze whispers through open windows, carrying with it the laughter of tenants. With a lighthearted step, Deo finds herself in the pantry where Namjoon is absorbed in a way to easy recipe for lounge snacks. Fishing his phone out of her jeans, a small smile plays on her lips as she extends the device toward him. 

“Here you go, boss,” she remarks, her voice playful as she not only returns his phone but also substitutes the sugar jar in his hand with the salt and pepper. 

Namjoon glances up, chuckling at his clumsiness. “We were almost in trouble there. You’re a lifesaver.” 

As he takes the phone from the table filled with condiments, he can’t help but tease, “You should probably get one of your own, don’t you think?” 

“Eh. It’s just a hassle really… I only use it to talk to our guests.” 

Leaving him to his impromptu cooking, she strolls out to the porch, where the new visitors are gathering. The atmosphere is lively, with conversations and newfound curiosity filling the air. Deo effortlessly mingles, chatting with familiar faces and welcoming newcomers that pass by the beach. 

Among the crowd, she notices Taehyung engrossed in a ping pong game, as she takes some beers to a group playing Jenga. His infectious laughter captivates everyone around him and she can’t help but smile at the view. Her gaze lingers, catching his eye for a fleeting second. 

She points with her head to the group around him, wearing a playful smile on her lips, and lifting her thumb up to measure how he is doing tonight she waits for his response. Immediately he raises his own finger positively, his smile opening wider at her caring gesture to check on him. 

Suddenly, the lights flicker and go out, causing momentary confusion and their brief interaction to cease. Murmurs and laughter rise as the guests fumble in the dark. Deo is the only one chuckling expectant as she knows what is to come. 

Then, not ten seconds later, Yumi’s voice pierce the darkness through a megaphone. “Ladies and gents, it’s game time!” 

The announcement is met with cheers and applause, and the porch transforms into a playground of excitement. Deo herself feels the rush of anticipation buzz down to the tip of her fingers as the group prepares for a surprise game under the stars, even though she replays the script made by her and Yumi earlier on in her mind.

The last time Taehyung stayed here, he arrived so tired from a late-night flight that he wasn’t able to participate in the welcoming game he knew Yumi organized every month, and he regretted it for the whole week he rented a room. This night was all every guest he met by the beach was able to talk about, and now he was ready to find why. 

As some fairy lights and a big screen illuminate the space, Deo watches the handsome newcomer’s silhouette amid the glow. His grin was unmistakable as he raised a red cup, ready to dive open-heartedly into whatever it was that the hosts had prepared.

Supposedly, every time Yumi and Namjoon did this for the new guests to ambient themselves and feel more comfortable around everyone else, they prepared a scavenge hunt inside and outside of the hostel's bounds. But this week everything had gone to space and changes had to be made at the last minute. 

Between losing a long-time employee and having to train Deo on the spot, as well as managing the surf lessons and running the business, the couple had little to no time to arrange the things needed for the anticipated scavenge hunt. So this month, Deo pitched in with a rather easy game to orchestrate and that would still promote the mingling of the visitors—Simon Says. 

“And… Start!” Yumi exclaimed as she pressed the button to start the presentation on the projection screen. 

Big crimson red letters appear giving instructions and the crowd thrillingly follows. “Simon says: make a group with four girls and three guys” it reads at first and everyone fumbles their way to find open spots. Deo herself is forced to join as two guests she had come to know, pull her to their side. The thrill of the game intertwined with the salt-kissed wind made her feel some sense of belonging that she had never really expected. 

“Three guys, three girls!”

In the throes of the chaos of the match, it was inevitable however how Taehyung’s gaze followed the sound of Deo’s laughter. Even if their eyes meet in brief moments, and even if it was in the middle of an ongoing competition, a silent connection seemed to pull them to each other like gravity. 

As the game reaches its apex, the tension in the air is palpable. The players’ laughter overlaps with the sound of Yumi’s megaphone, creating a symphony of fun. They aren’t completely strangers now. There is a spontaneous connection formed between them all, just like the hosts had intended it to. 

“One guy, one girl! Quick!”, Yumi reads the screen through the megaphone overexcited, and the remaining participants eye each other in confusion while the rest of the crowd laughs entertained. “Oh–” 

Taehyung steals a glance at his two partners, both male, and they all chuckle amused, not really knowing how to proceed. 

“I think I messed up when writing this– Wait.” Yumi confesses to the crowd sheepishly, starting to move toward the laptop to try and fix the mistake. 

But then Taehyung feels like someone is watching him through his peripheral, and when he turns his head, it’s her. Deo stands two feet away from him, close to Yumi, watching joyfully, and he suddenly knows what to do. Or better, his heart does. 

With two quick steps, he reaches for her hand, pulling her gently to his side and attracting everyone else’s attention to their figures, Yumi’s included. In the midst of the applause and collective cheer, Deo’s mute inquiry reaches his eyes. 

The porch begins to transform into a realm of unity and exhilaration, being lit by the moonlight and the shared spirit of the guests, but not that any of the two notice, as the girl is too enchanted by her last-minute partner’s orbs. Taehyung's big brown eyes pierce hers with certainty and a flash of curiosity that is almost childlike. 

A shared smile floats between them as her sight falls to his lips, a silent acknowledgment of the joy of the evening and perhaps the butterflies that flutter rapidly in their stomachs.

The lights had gone out, but the bonds forming under the starry August sky seemed to shine even brighter. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: When you look into a girl’s eyes you can tell if she’s compatible with you or not. I can see who she is through it… And in that moment I felt it. I knew that she and I would be compatible. 

“We have our winner for tonight!” Yumi exclaims through the megaphone as they keep staring into each other’s eyes, “Congrats!” 

Amidst the fading echoes of the beachside game’s conclusion, jubilant cheers resound from the open porch of the hostel. The sun had retreated long before the gathering had started, ceding its reign to a canvas of twilight hues, but now fireworks burst into existence, painting the sky with a kaleidoscope of colors. 

The couple, different from the majority of the crowd who excitedly run towards the shores, stands hand in hand still. A silent connection stronger than the clamor. With each explosion, Taehyung’s gaze shifts from the spectacle to Deo, seeing in her eyes a breezeful wonder that makes him rendered. Yet, it’s not just the pyrotechnics that leave him breathless. As he watches her, a quiet realization dawns—his heart races to a rhythm he hadn’t known before. It’s more than just curiosity. At that moment, amid the splendor of the fireworks and the tranquil beauty of the night, Taehyung recognizes the gentle tug of love. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: I liked everything about her… The way she looked at things and the way she smelled. How she had two funky single braids done in her loose strands and the clothes she threw together without much effort making an all-together beachy look. 

ılı.lıl taehyung: Everything about her seemed perfect to me. I just… I really liked her.

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supertuna Maybe it’s because I’ve been dating for so long… But I find dating stories uhm… Kind of funny now keke 

callmerinie “And it was at that moment that the fireworks went off…” 🤭🤭 

tangerimin You bet they heard bells, too. I heard it was explosions of fireworks 😏

⤷ notmekeys i’m too drnk to answee this

supertuna I think everyone feels like their own love life is special like in a movie or something

notmekeys it’s a beautiful story tho

⤷ notmekeys there waas a guy who found a butiful woman on a trip and and the night they met fireworkss went off peww pew!

⤷ notmekeys their eyes met bang !! theirr hearts too

bluengrey But those things can happen all at once… At least I think so. 

boreo well… if the woman is insanely pretty that’s possible. don’t you think?

⤷ tangerimin That’s exactly when you have to realize it’s just too good to be true, don’t you think? 

supertuna Let’s say you wake up from that dream, then what happens if you don’t get together?

⤷ callmerinie then you die alone

⤷ notmekeys no. no no. i’m not alone. 

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bluengrey Hmm

bluengrey I would still fall for her..

boreo if i met him again… i’d fall in love again

bluengrey Yes, I think I would.

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Chapter 19: taco freaking bell - Tails of Love | pjm

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synopsis: after falling out with your high school friends and transferring due to your break up with Jungkook, Jimin had become an almost immediate constant in your life. Your bleakest days were often colored by Jimin’s smile and unyielding energy. So how will your relationship change when pregnant cats, old flames and annoying guidance counselors come into play?

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MO YN (@/mojisfav) | '00 liner, well known in the music industry for being the ideal s/o, her friendships with almost half of the industry, being unintentionally funny, hybe’s ace, the epitome of love languages, the nation's s/o, and being a 5’10 cute loser

KIM CHAEWON (@/wonwon) | '00 liner, is completely infatuated with yn (platonically), le ssera’s leader and the pupuest of all pupus that have ever pupued, a literal child in charge of even more chaotic children

HUH YUNJIN (@/jenaissante) | '01 liner, has an american counterpart named jennifer, she is the LOUDEST out of the 6, leader of the rinayn agenda, second tallest in le sserafim

NAKAMURA KAZUHA (@/zuhazana) | '03 liner, is just here for fun, gym bro, not kazuha from genshin, loves manchae with all her heart, the quietest out of the 6, lowkey just a cute goofball

HONG EUNCHAE (@/hhh.e_c.v) | '06 liner, the most chaotic child in the group, partners-in-crime with yunjin, mischievous child of mo yn, if you mess with her you mess with the mo yn, jennifer huh, and kazuha from genshin

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Summary: Everything was perfect until it wasn’t. Y/N and Jungkook love each other but when familiar and new faces come into their lives, things get complicated. On top of that, a surprise that truly shakes their plans for the future. Will their relationship push forward or will Jungkook lose his fangirl once and for all?

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Thirty: The World Of Being An Idol

→ Genre: Idol au, established relationships, girl group stan au, social media au, K-pop fan page au, romance, angst, comedy, and smut

→ Main pairing: Idol! Jungkook x Fan girl! Reader 

→ Side ships: Yoongi x OC & Jin x OC

→ Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, alcohol usage, anxiety disorder, stalking, and obsessive behavior

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Y/N stared at her phone and sighed. She tossed it on the bed as she sat on the edge with a worried face. Today was the interview and she knew it needed to be done but now that the day has come, it's scary. The whole world knows about her and they keep asking about her. She saw the tweets that were accusing her of using Jungkook to meet the girl groups she loved and how she wasn’t in love with him. She knows the truth and that's all that matters but it still made her feel so small. Jungkook opened the door and frowned when he saw her looking at the floor with a blank expression. He slowly walked up to her and sat next to her. She looked up and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, “Are you okay, babe?” 

“I’m not sure. I think I’m just nervous....I saw what people were saying about me.”

He glanced at her phone and then back at her, “Don’t listen to them. They don’t know about us.” 

“I know...it just hurts.” 

“Ignore them. I know it's easier said than done but I’ll be here for you.” 

She looked up at him and nodded his head, “Do you think they will accept me?” 

“The real fans will. I love you and only you. If they support me then they will love you. If not for you, I wouldn’t sing and if not for you, I would be in hell. You’re my ending and my beginning. My wife. We will get through this together, no matter what.” 

He pushed some hair away from her forehead as she let a tear escape, “I love you, Jeongguk.”

“I love you, Y/N. Let’s go before it gets darker.”

“Okay.” 

She stood up and glanced at the mirror with a worried look. She looked at Jungkook with a frown, “Is this okay?” She was wearing a simple black dress that showed off her shoulder and around her neck was the necklace that Jungkook gifted her for Christmas. She looked beautiful in his eyes.

Of course, he was matching her and leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead, “You look perfect.” 

“Do I?” 

“Always.” 

The car ride there happened so fast that Y/N couldn’t even process anything. She didn’t even realize she was at Bighit’s building until Jungkook rubbed her thigh, “Babe, we're here.” 

She looked away from the window and nodded her head, “Okay...we’re not doing pictures right? Like no photoshoot?” 

“No, photoshoot. It’s just going to be us talking. It’s going to be a video but it's not going to show your face and in the magazine we have. That’s it.” 

“Is my face going to blur out?” 

“It’s just going to be our voices like how you wanted. Don’t worry I made sure they followed your requests. No surprises.” 

She nodded her head and leaned forward placing a quick kiss on his lips, “Okay, thank you for everything.” 

“Anything for you babe.” 

The hallways were quiet and the only sound that was heard was their shoes echoing. She held onto Jungkook’s arm tight as they made their way. They stood in front of the door and he glanced down at her, “Are you ready?” 

“Yeah...are you? You're going to get asked so many questions now because of me.” 

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead, “I’m okay with that. I can talk about my wife to the whole world.” 

“Are you going to tell them that-”

“Yeah, I'm not hiding anymore.” 

The door opened and one of the Bighit staff smiled at them, “Are you guys ready?” 

“Yes.” They both answered at the same time causing them to look at each other with a smile. They walked into the room and her nerves disappeared when she saw the room semi empty. It made her feel better. They sat down as Jungkook placed his hand on top of hers, rubbing her knuckles gently. 

The interviewer smiled at them as he settled in, “Hello, my name is Park Minho and I will be doing this interview. Thank you for trusting me to do this interview.” 

Jungkook smiled at him and nodded his head, “Thank you for coming.” 

Y/N smiled and looked down at the table, “Thank you for taking the time out to do this.”

Minho smiled at them and took out the equipment. She placed the headphones on her ears as she looked at Jungkook who was giving her an encouraging smile. Minho opened his notebook and rubbed his hands together, “Alright, my name is Park Minho and I’m happy to say I am interviewing Jungkook and Y/N. Y/N, this is your first time coming forward and I’m sure it was scary for you. How is everything settling in?” 

She swallowed some spit and moved forward to the microphone, “I-It was nerve-wracking. I’m just a normal person and there’s nothing really special about me.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes and leaned forward, “She’s extraordinary.” 

“Jungkook...stop.” 

Minho let out a small laugh, “You guys have been together for a couple of years now. How would you explain your love story?” 

Jungkook glanced at Y/N with a soft smile, “Fate. Meeting her changed my life and I’m so faithful that I met her. She’s the greatest thing that has happened to me.” 

Y/N felt her face get hot and she nodded her head, “I would say fate too. Honestly, it was meant to be because I got his photocard...I remember it like it was yesterday.”

“No one introduced you two? You guys just met by accident?” 

“Yeah, I was shocked when I met him. I was extremely shy and I kept to myself. He actually came up to me.”

Jungkook let out a laugh and nodded his head, “I was curious about her. She was so shy that I had to try to talk to her. Even if she pushed me away, I wanted to try at least.”

“You were determined, weren’t you?” 

“Of course I was. I heard bells the moment I saw her.” 

“Kook, stop.” 

Minho turned the page and glanced at Y/N, “In your note that you posted, you mentioned that you've been through a roller coaster. If you're comfortable enough, can you touch on that?” 

She nodded her head and looked over at Jungkook who gave her a small smile. She glanced at Minho with a frown, “I saw the rumors on Twitter. It actually made me sick because some of the things were true and it was scary to see that someone knew it that wasn’t in my inner circle. On top of the rumors, I was getting stalked and harassed in my real life. It was too much and...I had to go back to my mom in America. I never felt so...scared.” 

“I would be scared if someone knew things about me. I’m sorry you went through that. Is this the main reason why you wanted to come forward?” 

“Yes...I had to be one step ahead of them somehow. I also wanted everyone to know that I love Jungkook with all my heart and I’m not hiding anymore...well hiding my face because I’m not ready for my face to be known. Still nervous about people.” 

Minho nodded his head and glanced at Jungkook, “I saw that you posted on Weverse about everything. Did you feel good to post about it?”

“It felt good to let everyone know that I won’t stay quiet on this matter. When it comes to Y/N’s safety, I will do anything. It was a big moment for us.” 

“I saw that you kept talking about your future. What are your plans for the future?” 

The couple glanced at each other and Y/N nodded her head. Jungkook turned towards Minho with a wide grin, “Y/N, is my fiance. We’re planning on getting married.” 

“Oh wow!? Congrats! Is this the first time you're announcing it?” 

Y/N glanced down at her ring and nodded her head, “Yeah...it’s kind of crazy to do it where the whole world can know it. It felt nice to be so open now.”

The rest of the interview was really easy and it felt second nature for the couple. When everything was done, Y/N was mentally tired. Jungkook smiled down at her, who was leaning her head against his arm. They were on the roof of the building wanting fresh air before heading home. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling okay. It feels weird to have everyone know that I’m your fiance.” 

“They need to know. I’m so proud of you.”

She glanced up at him and smiled, “I couldn’t do without your strength.” 

“Can I take a picture?” 

She raised her eyebrow, “For what?”

“I just wanted to show us off and after that interview, I want to show everyone my love for you.” 

She rolled her eyes, “They’re going to be sick at the way you talk.”

“I love you and I don’t care. Just one picture.”

“Fine. After that, can we go home? I miss Bam.”

Jungkook set his phone up and glanced at her with a small glare, “Your fiance is right here but you miss him?”

“I miss our son...I also want cuddles with soba.” 

“Whatever my wife wants. Now picture.” 

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