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yongbokology · 2 years

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don’t have feelings for your annoying roommate who got hit by a car

pairings; non-idol! jung hoseok x poc! reader word count; 3.7k summary; what do you get when you have two idiots rooming together that have feelings for one another? enter ‘don’t have feelings for your annoying roommate who got hit by a car’ ratings; fluff, humor, angst(ish), smut themes, car accident, hoseok has trouble walking from said accident, idiots2lovers. NOT PROOF READ!

you’ve been living with hoseok for about three years but you’ve known him for longer. he met your brother in elementary school and you’ve had the displeasure of seeing his mug ever since. after graduating high school you wanted to move out of your parent’s home. the college you attended had dorms but were way out of price range, the small part time job wasn’t going to pay that off any time soon. your brother suggested you rooming with hoseok when he remembered that he was looking for someone to split the rent with after his roommate moved in with their partner.

“are you fucking mental?” was what you asked your brother when he brought up the offer.

you thought hoseok was one of the most annoying people to walk this planet. he’d tease you any chance he got, make fun of you, meddle in your business and would steal random items out of your room while you were still in high school because apparently he was implemented as the son your parents didn’t give birth to.

but… desperate times call for desperate measures and you wanted the full college experience and so you took the room in hoseok’s apartment and have been regretting that decision ever since.

“don’t come in my room, i’m having someone over tonight?”

hoseok glanced up from his phone, his brow quirked in amusement. “oh?”

“yes. ‘oh’. and i’m being serious too.” you made sure to make the sternness in your voice as clear as day.

hoseok had a habit of not minding his business and walking in your room at random hours of the day, sometimes without even knocking. you weren’t really worried this time however, because the prospect of him walking in were kinda slim. to simply put it, hoseok decided to get hit by a car almost two months ago. luckily, the injuries weren’t too grave but it was hard for him to walk at times. the first few weeks he couldn’t walk at all but now he was doing way better. you’ve also been taking care of him ever since. aside from his annoying personality you didn’t mind looking after him because no matter how bothersome hoseok could be, he was still someone you cared about and nursing him back to health was very important to you.

sometimes you even miss class to make sure he’s taking care of himself or assisting him in activities he can’t do on his own. seeing him struggle with basic activities did leave a hole in your heart and the hole grew even bigger seeing his hyperactive personality dim when he couldn’t do something.

“i promise i’d rather become one with this couch than use the bit of strength i have in my legs to interrupt your random fuck.”

you rolled your eyes before grabbing the remote off the coffee table in front of him and turning the tv off.

“what the fuck?! i made a bet with yoongi to see who could finish euphoria first and i’m not forking over fifty dollars.”

you throw the remote by his lap on the couch before placing your hands on your hips. “hobi, please be on your best behavior. this person is actually decent i’d rather you not fuck this up okay?”

it was hoseok’s turn to roll his eyes. he grabbed the remote from his side, turning the tv back on and clicking on the hbo max account the both of you shared. “like i said, cock blocking you is the last thing on my mind right now.”

“yeah and it better stay that way. are you gonna sleep in the living room? should i bring out your sheets and pillows?”

god you were hot when you went into nurse mode.

“nah, gonna make some ramyeon and call it a night.”

“okay, be careful.”

after debating on a movie to watch, you and taehyung decided on the hangover 2. you guys were thirty minutes in, arm deep in popcorn and enjoying one another’s company.

taehyung was a really sweet guy, you two met a few weeks ago at a bar he was bartending. you were shit faced after celebrating soyeon’s birthday and stayed until closing time. after a bit of conversation and getting to know one another, he kept a watchful eye on the both of you for the rest of the night and made sure you and your friends safely got into your uber. it was when you got home you found that he snuck his number into your coat pocket and the two of you have been exchanging messages ever since.

taehyung wipes his hand clean of popcorn dust before asking “hey uh, where’s your bathroom?” to which you sit up and nod towards your door.

“down the hall on your left. do you want me to pause the movie?”

taehyung shakes his head, stretching his limbs. “nah you’re good.” once making his way out of your room he softly closes the door behind him.

your apartment was set up in the way of your living room and kitchen being connected. your door was facing the kitchen and located on taehyung’s right would be your hall with the bathroom on one side and hoseok’s on the other.

with this being said, taehyung immediately got a view of what was unfolding in the kitchen; hoseok trying to reach for what seems to be a bowl in one of the cabinets, his free arm clinging onto his crutch that was firmly planted on the tiled kitchen floor.

“need any help?”

taehyung’s soft tone startles hoseok but he doesn’t make it apparent. instead, he pauses to take a breath after what felt like more that thirty seconds of trying to retrieve the damn tupperware. he doesn’t spare taehyung a glance but instead shakes his head, eyes locked on the floor.

“i’m fine, thanks.”

hesitant to just take his word, taehyung presses further. “are you sure, it’s no problem if-”

this time the venom that hoseok tried to hide the first time, boils over into his next sentence. “i said i’m fine.”

this throws the moppy haired male off. taehyung didn’t know hoseok, quite frankly this was his first time even speaking to him. when taehyung arrived at your apartment he didn’t get a chance to greet your roommate because he was on the phone with someone. that and because you told him to not really pay him any mind. however, upon first glance, taehyung thought he was chill.. he looked like someone he’d have no problem hanging out with.. so why was he being snappy?

he gave hoseok a final look before disappearing down the hall. you continued watching your movie, unaware of the scene that just played out right outside your door, laughing at the shenanigans of the characters on your screen.

hoseok took a breath again before reaching for the bowl again. he pushed himself up on his tippy toe, his fingertips lightly reaching for the rim. just when he’s on the cusp of victory, in the blink of an eye, he’s falling to the floor, his crutch clattering at his side in the midst. before he can even register what happened his legs are suddenly induced in unbearable pain, so bad that he can’t even control the scream that erupts from his lips.

frightened by the sudden whaling coming from outside your room, you jump up from your spot and immediately pause the movie. you jumped to your feet and swing your door open, the first thing you notice is one of the cabinet doors open in the kitchen, peering over the island you catch a glimpse of hoseok on the floor, face buried in the crook of his forearm.

without a second thought you rush over to his side, kneeling down next to him. “what happened?!” you yell. you look over his body to check for any signs of bruises and that’s when you notice his crutch just a few feet away from him. “hobi..”

he’s sniffling in his arm, tears soaking the sleeve of his grey hoodie.

taehyung rushes out the bathroom, confusion written all over his face. “is everything alright?”

at the sound of taehyung’s voice, hoseok's head shoots up from the floor. he’s wearing a scowl as tears continue to roll down his rosy cheeks. “yes, everything is fucking fine.”

you and taehyung are immediately taken aback by this. “woah, hobi.. he just wants to make sure you’re okay. did you fall?”

taehyung stands frozen in his spot, again not expecting hoseok’s venomous tone. he awkwardly shifts his gaze around the apartment before shoving his hands into his pockets, not knowing what else to do. taehyung was aware of hoseok being in a accident and knew of his trouble with mobility in his legs at times; you had mentioned this to him when taehyung inquired about you living with someone else.

‘i think i’m gonna go’ taehyung mouths to you and you silently nod, looking back down at hoseok who has gone back to crying into his hoodie sleeve.

the severity of the situation dawns on you when you realize you’ve never once seen hoseok so distraught. sure when he was first in the hospital and when he first came back home he wasn’t in the best spirit but he still managed to crack a smile here and there. even when he felt down, it wasn’t too long before he was his annoying self again. but never once did hoseok shed a single tear, in front of you at least, the realization making your features soften.

the muffled music on the opposite side of your door failed to mute the sounds of your hiccups and sobs. you hated jennie and her stupidly beautiful face. you hated this party and most importantly you hated jongin for sucking jennie’s beautiful face right in front of you. no, you and jongin weren't together but you two were talking for close to a month and things were going well… or so you thought. after realizing you had just witnessed, you were suddenly running away with your dignity, dashing up the stairs and locking yourself away in your room.

yoongi watched everything unfold and searched your house for your brother, telling him what went down once he was able to get ahold of him. your doting brother stopped everything and made his way up to your room, rapping loudly at your door, trying to get you to show him your face. of course that didn’t work and while he got silence on the other side of the door, you were trying to conceal your sobs into your pillow.

the constant knocking and your brother’s voice soon fell on deaf ears and after hearing none of the two for a few minutes, you sat up quickly once the rapping started once again. you were annoyed now and you wanted to be left alone.

without even an ounce of care for your appearance, you got up from your bed, stomping your way to your door, swinging it open and ready to let it rip on your older brother but halting once you come face to face with the last person you even want to look at right now, hoseok. he wore a smug grin on his face, probably about to give you shit about what happened but his grin immediately was replaced with a thin line and his brows furrowed with what seemed to be worry.

“oh fucking perfect, listen i’m not in the mood right now to get made fun of-”

you become stiff. your whole being froze. in all the years you’ve known hoseok he’s never once said anything to you that wasn’t sarcastic nor has he done anything that wasn’t to pick on you. so him wrapping his arms around you, holding you oh so close to him, wasn’t on your bingo card for the night or ever for that matter.

you’re not sure what came over you but before you knew it, you were sobbing again and embracing him as tight as possible. you didn’t know why you felt so comfortable at that moment. he could’ve easily shoved you away at any moment and laughed in your face but that never happened. instead, he walked you back into your room, closing the door behind him with his foot.

you felt his long fingers trace circles on your back, his chin resting on your shoulder. the two of you stayed that way in the middle of your room for god knows how long. after a while he slowly pulled back to take a look at you, his facial features different from his normal, smug expression that you grew to be annoyed by. he looked concerned.

your mascara stained your puffy cheeks and under your eyes, there was a bit of snot creeping from your nose and in any other instance he’d make fun of you for it but he took his sweater paw and wiped it away instead.

you didn’t understand where this ‘caring’ nature came from and quite frankly it was quite odd that he wasn’t disgusted by the sight of you right now.

“truth be told, i was coming up here to make fun of you,”

and there it is, there’s the hoseok you’re accustomed to.

“but i didn’t know you actually cared that much for the guy.”

you rolled your eyes, stepping past him to take a tissue from the tissue box on your desk. you wiped away the black that stained your cheeks as well as the stray tears while looking into your vanity, your eyes shifted to the left to get a look at hoseok who was also watching you through the mirror.

“i know it’s so easy for me to forget that i’m an actual person and have fucking feelings but yes, i fucking cared about someone i was talking to for weeks, i’m so sorry it’s hard to wrap your head around the fact that someone would be interest in me.” you bite, discarding your tissue in the bin by your desk.

“god, y/n. i know i tease the shit about you but that doesn’t mean i don’t care about you.”

“oh you care about me now? is that why you make my life a living hell? is that why you think i’m so out of jongin’s lead that he’d even think to-”

“it was truth or dare,”

your facing him now, your anger is turned into confusion. what the hell does truth or dare has to do with anything.

“i dared jongin to kiss jennie.”

you’re seething at this point. you feel like grabbing the nearest heavy object and chucking it at him. “get the fuck out.”

hoseok takes a few steps towards you and now you’re shouting. “i swear to fuck. get the fuck out of my hoseok!”

“oh will you listen for a fucking second,” his voice over powers yours, making you flinch.

besides being a nuisance, hoseok was known for his calm, collected and nonchalant personality. he was never the loudest in the room but you could still feel his presence. you’ve never heard him raise his voice even when he and your brother would argue, sure they’d be boys and be loud as fuck if they were on the game but you’ve never heard hoseok yell as if he’s actually upset.

“i heard through mutual friends that you weren’t the only girl he was talking to,” his tone is quieter now. “there were others and he was sleeping with them as well. i wanted to tell you but i didn’t know how and i didn’t want to tell your brother because you know how he gets when it comes to you and the last thing he needs is ruining his chance at that scholarship. jongin ended up ending being kicked out but it took a bunch of his to keep him from pouncing on him. i’m really sorry y/n and if you want to kill me that’s fine but i couldn’t stand the fact that he was just using you like that and i knew you’d be close by and see him for who he really is.” you let him finish.

you take a breath, letting everything sink in and while you felt a bit salty that he dared him to kiss jennie, you found it in your heart not to be too upset with his reasoning.

“jung hoseok, you’re a dumbass, you know that right?”

“a dumbass that just saved your ass from heartbreak in the long run.”

…

before he was discharged from the hospital, you were advised to keep hoseok’s legs elevated as he slept and so you were preparing him for just that. his first day home, you had to buy a few pillows from walmart so he’d still have pillows to rest his head on and now you were fluffing those same pillows to put under his feet, hoseok silently watching you the entire time. that’s what it was for a while, silence.

you hadn’t said anything since taehyung left. you were able to help hoseok off the floor and sat him on the couch, wiping away his rosy, tear stained cheeks before making the ramyeon that he was originally supposed to make. he watched you do that in silence as well. his legs were still in pain but not as bad as they initially were when he fell and that was thanks to you giving him his pain meds that he oh so hated. you watched him carefully as he downed each tablet, making sure he wasn’t storing them under his tongue. as he ate, you cleaned up your room a bit, threw out your unfinished microwaved popcorn. you also shot taehyung a text. you apologized for hoseok’s weird behavior and for your date being interrupted. his was fast with his reply, reassuring you that everything was fine and that he wouldn’t mind picking up where you left off some other time.

“i’m sorry.” you hear behind you and you fluff the last pillow.

with a sigh you collect all of the pillows in your arms, placing them on the bed. “you’re fine, hobi. i’m just glad you’re okay.”

since taehyung left, hoseok’s been feeling nothing but guilt. taehyung seemed like a nice dude and didn’t deserve to be treated the way he was being treated. “i mean it, i also want taehyung to know i'm sorry for being rude to him, he seemed chill and i was being a asshole.”

another sigh escapes your lips. “i’ll be sure to tell him hobi but i’m not thinking about that right now. i just care about you being as comfortable as possible and if five pillows are too much for your feet. raise ‘em please.”

he silently obliges to your request and raises his legs with a bit of a struggle. you catch this and use one arm to keep them up while you use the other to stack the pillows under them. “i have one more apology.”

“hoseok-”

“i’m sorry for being a coward and not being open and honest with you. it’s just that we grew up together and i never really grew out of teasing you so it was really all i ever knew how to interact with you. i was more close with your brother but i still valued you and our friendship,”

your eyes were locked on him at this point, you were confused as to where this was going and you were convinced this had to be some effect from his medicine. “is this the benzos talking or?”

“just let me finish please…i never understood why i couldn’t leave you alone and towards the end of middle school i realized i actually might favor you more than your brother. i’d beg my parents to let me walk home with you guys and convince them too. i remember proposing the idea to my parents to let me spend the night on weekends and i remember being so ecstatic when they finally said yes. i was able to spend more time with you guys but most importantly, i got to see you more. i always tired to get you to play with me and your brother but you weren’t interested, you played on your own for the most part and i remember so badly all the times i’d want to stop playing with him and to play with you but just teased you for playing alone instead. when you finally became a freshman i was happy that we’d be going to the same school again. even though we were a grade above you, i still liked that we had some classes and lunch together. i was more drawn to you by then and i felt the need to hide you from the prying eyes of upperclassmen. before homecoming i wondered about who i was going to take and i had a few options but for some reason those options weren’t satisfactory.. till the thought of asking you popped up in my head but come to find out you weren't into those kind of things and was going to stay home. by then i’d realize two things. one, i was relieved that no one had the chance of even asking you and you actually going. two, i had feelings for you and ever since then its been up from there. i cared about my appearance around you, i’d always feel anxious just seeing you interact with anyone other than family and me and i was crushed when i found out you were talking to jongin on all people and sure i’ve had relationships with all these feelings but all my relationships weren’t fruitful because they weren’t with you. i’m really sorry for how i acted tonight, that was so uncalled for and i understand if you’re upset-”

“hoseok,”

“and i understand if you even want to move out-”

“hobi.”

“huh?”

“did that accident give you erectile dysfunction?”

“... who’s asking?”

your giggle flows through his ears as well as the sound of his blood thrumming from his confession that he’d been holding in for so long. he’s swallowing hard as he watches you drop his legs on the pillow then straddle his hips, using your dainty hands to push him off his elbows and into the bed.

“took you long enough to say it,”

he’s looking up at you bug eyed and breathless, his eyes flickering between your hands that are currently undoing the buttons on your shirt and where you lie on his crotch. you lean in close enough to where your lips are brushing against one another, his bated breath fanning against yours.

“and i think this calls for a celebration, don’t you think?”

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sanshuno · 2 years

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hobisstar · 2 years

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Summary: Vacation, gotta love it! Working everyday with barely anytime to break, this is something they all need. The Guys invited their bestest friend, Y/N to the In The Soop Vacation, of course they told her about the cameras but they told the camera crew that when she was out to put the camera away and let them chill with her. See what goes down on this 4 day beautiful vacation full of sexual tension.

SERIES: Part 1, 2, 3,4

Warnings: Dom!OT7 x Sub!POC!PLUS SIZE!Reader, Intersexual bedrooms, Smut (not this chapter) , vulgar language, Crushes, Alcohol drinks, BAM BEING A CUTIE, etc etc

a/n: YOU CAN STILL READ IF YOU ARENT A POC!! everyone is welcomed!!

“Get her bags, Tae!” Jin shouted into the van. Ah, Vacation! Boy, where they all so excited! They wished they could just chill with Y/N all for the days but they had to get shooting done.

“So, She’s sharing a room with Kookie? will Bam be okay with her in there? he seems to get overly excited when she’s around” Hobi giggles remembering when Bam saw Y/N walk into the van he literally ran to her and jumped on her. What can he say, he misses her as much as they did.

“ I’m fine with it! I love my Bammie~” Y/N smiled and petted bam who was currently sitting at her feet. “GASP! Does this mean me and Jungkook are back to being roommates? The Duo has been reunited!” Jungkook laughed and patted her back. They always used to sleep in the same room, usually him cuddling her to the point she couldn’t move but it was nice to wake up to someone not wanting to let you go, scared that you’d disappear and never comeback. “Okay! let’s all get settled in and meet back into the main house after so we can eat!” Yoongi said going to his room and everyone shouted okays as they went their different ways for now. Jungkook automatically picked Y/N up and ran to their room. “Kook! Why?!” she shouted between giggles. He loved showing her his strength and his weakness. “You look tired. You went to work all day then packed late and and went snack shopping with Jimin and Hobi. I know how drained you are” he put her down once he got to door. He slid it open and let Bam go inside first then walked Y/N in sitting her on the couch. “Stay here i’ll go get our things!” he said rushing back out avoiding any rebuttal. She sighed and patted next to her for Bam to come to her which he happily did and sat next to her. “I guess your father will be babying the both of us these 4 days, hm?” she chuckled and kissed his head and rubbed his belly. She grabbed her phone since she felt her phone go off..

“I’m back!” Jungkook said as he came into the room with their luggage. “Should we pack later? everyone is going to wait to pack they are hungry now.” Y/N asked putting her phone as JK hummed. “Eh, I guess so. Let’s, get bam situated first then we can go eat with everyone.” he said smiling watching y/n. gosh, his bestie is one beautiful goddess even when tired.

“Is Y/N and JK coming Jimin?” Yoongi asked as he continued to cook dinner for everyone. “Yeah, they had to get Bam settled.” As soon as jimin finished his sentence he saw Jungkook and Y/N walking in. “Perfect everyone’s here!” Hobi said as he ate on some chips. “Okay so We have to get some filming in these 4 days. Jungkook the camera’s turn on at 8am and turn off around 10 pm ish. so have Y/N in either in Hobi’s room since he’s bound to be up before everyone else, around 6am.” Namjoon stated as he read the schedule. “Taehyung is in charge of bringing her lunch if she can’t eat with us at that time. I’m in charge of getting her breakfast to eat in the morning but i feel as if Hobi should do it since he will be with her in the mornings. Jin, you are in charge of bring her here if we are all outside at a point of time play the video game with her. Lastly, Jimin you are to make sure she is back in Jungkooks room after 10 pm!” Y/N started to laugh since it was so much rules and scheduling even on break. “We have to do this every day for 4 days? damn joonie did you tell producers i was coming?” she jokingly asked which made him chuckle. “ Well miss not apart of the band, we have to keep you and your identity between us. We love Army but we don’t think they are just ready to hear we’ve had a secret best friend for the past 9 years. Hell, i wouldn’t be ready if i got that news.” Hobi laughs and looks at Namjoon. “They’d love her just as much as we do. She makes us happy! They’d be happy to know there is someone besides just us making eachother happy and feeling at ease” Taehyung nodded and so did Jin. “I don’t ever want Army to know about her, she’s our little secret.” Yoongi said by the stove and this made everyone laugh. “ Oh? is yoongi jealous that i’ll be getting some attention too?” she jokingly asked. He smiled and continued what he was doing, ignoring her question. Deep down it wasn’t jealousy, it was fear. They all felt it, them being so famous across the world the fame will be too much on Y\N. What if something were to happen to her when they aren’t with her if her identity is released to the public? They feared she’s get hurt, overwhelmed, stressed, and even depressed with the new attention and maybe even the new titles she’d get. They feared her freedom to roam wherever unlike them having to move around like ninjas sometimes, she’d have to start covering her face and having bodyguards at places simply as the grocery store. If it was up to them, and it is-, they’d gladly keep her as their hidden 8th member.

“Dinners Ready!” Yoongi spoke and brung the pot to the table. He sighed as he sat down. Everyone came to the kitchen and sat down, but everyone had a seat but Y/N. Jin mentally sighed because he thought producers would’ve at least had an extra chair, even if she couldn’t be shown on camera. The girl needs a seat. “y/n can sit in my chair..” jimin offered. “then we’re are you gonna sit? just sit on my lap y/n.” jungkook stated very bluntly. everyone looked at him like he lost his mind. “what a way to say you like her, kook.” hoseok snorted and shook his head. “she’s sat on his lap in cars and other places, this isn’t any different. he’s just lucky, and her favorite.” taehyung said pouting and rolled his eyes. y/n scoffed “ for your information tae, he isn’t my favorite he’s just the closest to me. not my fault. i can’t believe you are saying i have a favorite.” she looked at him, shocked, all because she didn’t even choose who’s lap would be her seat. “i-i.. didn’t mean it like that i was joking..” he said feeling bad. he was joking but he know it didn’t seem like it. he was jealous of jungkook though, they all were. I mean he’s sharing a room with her, in the same bed, UNDER THE SAME SHEETS, he was highly lucky. they’d all love for it to be them but she’s more closer to him and it’s a normal thing to put her with jk, so why now is it a problem? well, it’s always been her and jk, it gets tiresome to them. they crave her attention just as much as him but to them, her main focus is him. they grew to understand it but it’s tiresome. “we just get tired of you being around jk only… that’s all” namjoon mumbled and cleared his throat after. “guys you know we are just closer that’s it” jungkook defended her. “let’s just eat and go to get some shut eye. we need it for tomorrow.” jin said. taehyung looked up at y/n and sighed, he didn’t mean for it to come off seriously. he stood up “sit here, y/n” he said pulling the seat out more for her. she smiled and sat in it. “thank you, v.” she sat down and patted her lap. “sit” she stated and to which tae accepted quickly.

“dinner was great! we should head to sleep.” yoongi stated yawning. they all nodded and soon cleaned up and wished eachother good night while they descended to their rightful rooms. jk and y/n walked side to side just chatting, when jungkook thought about something that he tired to avoid all day. the feeling of wanting her closer than any friend should be. to feel every inch of her body the eye couldn’t see because of the clothes. to eat something he wanted for food all 4 days. “have you ever… had dirty thoughts about… someone?” jungkook asked as they walked into their shared house, for the next 4 days. y/n blushed and started to stutter “U-Uh why this question all of a s-sudden?” she asked looking away.

“to be honest i’ve , always had this feeling toward you. and not in a friendship type way. i try to ignore these feelings because i never know how you feel towards me but, i can’t keep holding back, y/n.” he confessed while sitting on the couch right next to her. he was a mess, from the light alcohol in his system from dinner, to butterflies floating around in is tummy when telling his true feelings to one of his bestest friends. “i feel the same, j.” she spoke out and finally turned to look at him. “i guess sharing rooms all these years have made me grow something inside more than a friend shouldve” she chuckled lightly and jungkook grabbed her hand gently and smiled at her. “can i… kiss you?” he muttered getting closer to her, caressing her hands and intertwining them so they can hold hands. “yes..” she whispered even lower but in case he didn’t hear, she shock her head and smiled lightly. jungkook did waist any second as he softly laid his lips on her softer ones. he pulled her closer wanting her to be as close as possible wanting her touch to be engraved into his body. he wish he could tattoo her touch all over his body. the room felt hot and it was getting heated but they pulled away once they heard bam bark and whimper which scared y/n since she was so into it with jungkook she forgot about her surroundings. they looked between eachother then smiled and let out a light chuckle. “ah, bam-ah, you don’t like your dad getting attention, hm?” he looked at him and bam sat down right next to them. jungkook looked at their intertwined hands and kissed it. “i’m gonna go get something sweet from the kitchen, want anything?” y/n asked and he shook his head. she smiled lightly and kissed him once more before unlocking their hands and heading outside to the kitchen. she couldn’t help be skip to the kitchen, excitement going through her body making her want to dance and sing. once she arrived to the kitchen she saw jimin and hoseok sitting at the table just converting about their day and what they wished to do for the 4 days. she thought she was imagining things but she heard jimin say something in the lines of “ gosh, y/n looks so beautiful i wonder what she will be wearing tomorrow, she looks good in almost anything. her little tummy peeking through her clothes. her curves is everything. ah, jungkook is so lucky. i want to just pick her up and pocket her. from you all.” he chuckled and bit his lip…. no way… does jimin like her too?

#bts ot7 smut #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #seokjin x reader #yoongi x reader #hoseok x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #jungkook x reader #bts in the soop #bts x poc

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fr-ogii · 3 years

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pirate captain!jung hoseok

x gn!reader; poc friendly

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saw a set of gifs from the new seasons greetings and i thought j-hope was a pirate at first (maybe he is, idk), so here we are

⚠️ disclaimer :: this is not written about the rapper, dancer, bts-member jung hoseok (j-hope), this is an ‘alternate universe’ about him. it’s not meant to make him uncomfortable and bc he is a real person i felt the need to say this.

⇢ pirate captain!jung hoseok treats you like you’re his personal treasure, not something he has to split with the crew or follow a map to find, but the person that is more precious to him than anything else in the world

⇢ he dotes on you constantly, always checking in on you throughout the day

⇢ don’t get it mixed up, he certainly wouldn’t let you get soft. you’re living on a pirate ship, after all! he wishes he was able to protect you from everything but he’s not delusional and he knows he can’t.

⇢ he’s rarely jealous and that’s only after you haven’t seen each other in months; which is almost never

⇢ he trusts his crew like they were his brothers. he wouldn’t have them on his ship if he didn’t.

⇢ and so, he trusts them not to try anything with you. if you were interested in a polyamorous relationship, don’t be afraid to ask hoseok if he would be interested. having more people being able to give you the love you deserve is only a plus. i’m sure the crew would also be more than willing to be a part of this relationship *wiggles eyebrows*

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jjksblackgf · 4 years

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slice of love | masterlist

genre: fluff

summary: “I call it magic when I’m with you [...] and if you were to ask me, after all that we’ve been through, ‘still believe in magic?’ oh yes, I do” Coldplay

friends to crush with Namjoon

released, read here

dating life with Hoseok

released, read here

established relationship with Seokjin

released, read here

proposal with Jungkook

released, read here

wedding with Yoongi

released, read here

adopting with Taehyung

released, read here

family holidays with Jimin

released, read here

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kookieebangtan · 4 years

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JIMMMINNN...I CACKLED 🏃🏽‍♀️💨💨💨

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plutoneu · 4 years

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x black! reader

x native! reader

x poc! reader

x trans male! reader

x trans female! reader

x latinx! reader

x inclusivity!

i want to everyone to be able read something for them and not just read "...and her milky skin against mine..."

thank you. 💜

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linos-luna · 1 year

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Strict ❣️

Hard!Dom!Hoseok x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut!, Hard!Dom!Jhope, hair pulling, spanking, guided masterbation, spanking with belt. Manhandling, degradation,

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A strict hard dom. Not something you expected from your happy go lucky boyfriend. Hoseok was just so cheery so it really surprised you. But here you were, laying across his lap as he added another harsh spank to your ass.

What number were you even on? 9..,? 12…? 20…? You weren’t even sure anymore.

You were knocked out of your thoughts as he delivered the last one, now rubbing your red ass.

“Are you going to behave now?” He asked bluntly, giving a little pinch.

You nodded, only to get pulled up by your hair.

“Excuse me?!”

“Y-yes Hoseok!” You replied with a shaky voice. “I’m-I’m sorry…”

“Sorry for…?”

“For being a bad girl.” You said with a tear going down your cheek.

He suddenly pushed you off his lap to the floor, grabbing your wrists to make you kneel.

“Bad girl indeed.” He said while holding your jaw, making you look up at him while squishing your cheeks. “Nothing but a fuckin whore.”

You whimpered and your boyfriend softened up for a moment, obviously waiting to see if you’ll say the safe word. But you didn’t. In fact, you hated to admit that his degrading words were turning you on a bit.

He only nodded before letting go and pulling you up by the hair.

“Strip.” He said simply.

You were still mostly dressed, in fact the only thing you didn’t have was your underwear.

You slowly undressed. Pulling your shirt off then your skirt. You slowly unclipped your bra and let the straps fall before dropping the it.

Hoseok was still fully dressed, something about that made you lowkey embarrassed.

“Spin around, girl.”

You slow spun around, lifting your arms to let him fully see your body.

Hoseok bit his lip at the sight. So hot and vulnerable… and all his.

“Touch yourself.” He commanded.

“Yes sir…” you replied as you started rubbing your clit. You were already aroused from earlier and this only made in more intense. You gave short breaths as you inserted your finger, slowly moving in and out.

Hoseok was satisfied, smirking when realizing how you were losing yourself.

“Dirty slut…” he teased. “I know you want something bigger.”

“Y-yes sir~” you moaned while adding another finger.

“You want me to fuck you?! I can fuck the brat right out of you.”

“Yes sir…” you were dripping, the essence dripping down your fingers. “I-I… I want your cock…”

“Of course you do.” He said while a devious smile, grabbing your arm to pull your fingers out and pushing you on the bed.

Now you’re on your stomach, your ass pointed up a little.

Hoseok undid his belt and dropped his pants, followed by his boxers.

He wrapped the belt around his hand and gave you a sudden spank with it, making you scream.

“Did you forget this was still your punishment?” He chuckled. “Are you really that stupid?”

Your whimpered and he hit you with it again.

“You really are a dumb bitch.” He smirk while teasing your hole with his hard cock.

Without warning, he thrusted into you, not even giving you a moment to adjust before railing you, fucking all his stress into you.

You were moaning and screaming with pleasure. You were trying to grip the sheets but Hoseok grabbed your wrists and pinned them to your back.

He soon reached his high and came. However he wasn’t done. You wanted to cum but he’s not letting you. Instead he stopped moving, only letting his length sit inside of you.

“Hoseok! Hoseok ~!” You whined. “Please let me cum! Please!”

“Not yet, girl…” he smirked while reaching to rub your clit.

You were overstimulated and it took everything in you not to cum. You whimpered in desperation.

“Beg.”

“Please Hoseok! Let me cum! I’ll be your good girl! Please please pleeeeeeeaaaasse~” you begged while nearly crying.

Hoseok liked that and let go of your wrists.

“Cum.”

You came with a sigh of relief. Your body was weak and you lay there on your stomach. Shivering a little from the ac that hit your back.

Your boyfriend put his underwear back on and sat next to you. He gently stroked your back, helping you relax.

You remember how this is an act. A scene if you will. He’s not really this rough. A little dominating in day to day life but also very sweet and loving. You smile at the feeling of him touching your soft skin and let out another sigh of relief….

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0x1lovebot · 3 years

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we are bulletproof!

☏; smau ♡; fluff ◇; angst ☆; crack

kim namjoon || 김 남준

hike ♡

jeon jungkook || 전 정국

loser ☆

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missbangtangirl · 2 years

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Come back safely J-Hope 💜💜🫶🏽

#jhope fanfic #bts jhope #bts grammy #bts ot7 #bts v #bts headcanons #bts jin #bts fanfiction #btsgifs #bts reactions #bts imagines #jung hoseok #bts hobi #btsdaily #poly bts #bts smut #bts x poc #bts army #bts scenarios

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aphrodijin · 4 years

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hello, everyone, welcome to my masterlist page! ♡

just a little warning - some of my works contain explicit sexual content so please minors, do not interact.

i added my links here at the bottom (such as my commission page, wattpad, ao3, and kofi/bmc). i also wrote the usernames of those accounts in case the links don't work so you could search them manually :)

happy reading!

note: member x reader are posted both here in tumblr and ao3, while member x member are posted only on ao3 :)

KIM SEOKJIN

OUR FIRST EL BIMBO | established relationship au ; fluff, smut

synopsis: after learning about your lack of appreciation for dancing, seokjin takes it upon himself to teach you how to dance with your favorite song and a camera.

SLITHERED FROM EDEN | strangers to lovers au ; drabble, fluff, suggestive/vague smut (NEW!)

synopsis: in which your new lover is probably a fairy or a vampire, you're not sure. all you know is that he's too beautiful to be human, to be even real at all.

MIN YOONGI

SWING LIFE AWAY | married life au, pregnancy au ; angst, fluff, smut

synopsis: it's your first anniversary as a married couple but not only did you forget today's special occasion, you also didn't prepare a self-made gift for your husband -- except for the bundle of joy in your womb.

JUNG HOSEOK

coming soon

KIM NAMJOON

coming soon

PARK JIMIN

coming soon

KIM TAEHYUNG

coming soon

JEON JUNGKOOK

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VMIN (ao3)

AWAKENED BY THE NAKED TRUTH | exes au, pornstar au ; angst, smut

synopsis: taehyung finds his ex-boyfriend jimin on the cover of a magazine and buys it without realizing what kind of magazine it is.

SOPE (ao3)

FLOWER THIEF | florist and thief au ; florist!yoongi, thief!hoseok ; fluff

synopsis: in which hoseok steals a bouquet of flowers from yoongi's flower shop.

happy reading!

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#bts #bts au #bts fanfic #poc writers #filipino writers #masterlist #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bts x reader #bangtan #bangtan au

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hobicomeholla29 · 4 years

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Shatter - Part 1 - JHS

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Angst/ Romance/ Fluff in the future

Word Count:3.9k

Warnings: Mentions of death/Mentions of wars/Mentions(hints) of depression/Mourning

Rating: PG13

A/N: Hey! Hey! Before I get into anything else I first have to that all the beautiful who helped me with checkin, beta reading and giving me fantastic feedback in general! @sugaa-sugaaa @spicykoreantatertots @nottodayjjk Thank you so so much for your words of support and for pushing me through to deliver a good piece for everyone!

That being said, This is a 2 shot! Please look forward to part 2!

Summary: In a post-apocalyptic world, where humankind’s greed has lead plannet earth to turn into a ball of duts, all Hoseok wants is a better and bright future, yet strong feelings and a positive mind doesn’t always cut it.

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The early morning sky was filled with an eerie fog that threatened to smother anyone who didn’t wear the appropriate attire for being outdoors.

You stood straight; hands balled in tight fists. A mixture of emotions running through your body. Sadness, anger, helplessness, fear…

You were the only ones standing in the middle of the empty field, no one else daring to stand still and be surrounded by the suffocating drafts of air that carried large amounts of toxins --a consequence of humankind utilizing nuclear weapons in the past.

You remember stories being told about your ancestors taking long walks through lucious fields without sporting gas masks on their faces, just imagine enjoying the air in the atmosphere instead of fearing it.

Most parts of the beautiful earth that once existed were now wastelands, all thanks to what was called The Colossal War.

Civilization was anything but civilized after that, creating division and animosity between groups of people with different ideals.

Clans were created and with them the claiming of lands. Lands that provided resources for sustenance, yet the quick dwindling of resources and supplies made some clans selfish, refusing to barter with others and instead attempting to conquer their lands as well.

With bigger and stronger clans taking over the smaller and weaker ones, eventually only four major clans remained, the only exception being small factions that settled between the abandoned areas near the borders of each clan.

Some factions were harmless, only looking for a peaceful place to live, making them nomads, since they had to constantly move to avoid being forced to pledge to one of the four major clans. Others were rioters, ready to go against anything and anyone who posed a threat to their beliefs and wants.

During the long solars that came and went after The Colossal War, much had changed.

Technology, communication, transportation, settlements.

It had all changed, but you really couldn't say it was all for good.

Technology had turned obsolete at a steady pace, leaving only a few gadgets that were still able to function without being saturated or losing signal without proper cell towers.

Most of them had been vandalized or burned to ashes, mostly to steal copper from the area.

The only remaining signal towers were those of glass recorders.

A glass recorder was the device that kept track of a person’s life.

Since The Colossal War in 3010, civil wars had been blowing up everywhere. Causing inconvenience in simple tasks like having troops return to a fallen soldier's clan to inform their family about their passing.

A simple duty as this one might have worked back in 2020 but not in 3011.

If troops were sent back, they were at risk of running into an enemy faction and breaking into another battle.

Hence, in 3015, glass recorders were created.

A glass recorder was a device made out of bulletproof glass. Its interior was filled with cables and microchips that contained a person’s personal information, tracking and broadcasting an individual’s vital signs at all times. Constant long-ranged waves went from the glass recorder - to the signal towers around the globe - to the chip installed in the individual's neck and back.

You could say its data sharing function was similar to the behaviour of olden times bluetooth connections, except that the only information it could send and receive was vital signs and identification details.

Many tried hacking them, attempting to rob information from the device and using it for ulterior motives, however they are designed with an auto destruction mode in case of hacking or death and their towers were heavily protected by troops from each clan.

Usually their sizes were similar to that of an old cellphone.

On one side there’s a knob, remarkably similar to what DJs back in the day used on their mixing boards. It acted as a switch between the different modes the glass recorder could be set on, them being Vitals, Information and Hologram. And on the other side there was a touchscreen, where vitals could be read and holograms could be activated.

There was also an XBS dock entrance on one side of the device. It was mostly used by the law enforcers by transferring any new information about an individual from their archives to the glass recorder, whether it was good or bad.

All of that information, including marital status, first degree relatives, occupation, date of birth and allergies could be found on information mode.

On vitals, details were given about their current health status and the sound of their heartbeat could be played.

And finally on hologram mode, you could see a three-dimensional scale of the owner’s body, making it easier to check for injuries or if any internal damage had been taken.

Besides glass recorders, communication had jumped back to messaging via written letters or oral messages sent via a messenger.

Any vehicles that had existed on the face of earth, had been overhauled.

Updated to cater to the usage it now provided to the arid ground.

Motorcycles, cars, buses, trucks and ships, all modified.

Additional exhaust pipes, thicker tires, dust shields, dredging machinery, artillery and artillery holders, were examples of things you had seen being mounted on different transports, including aircrafts.

As for yourself, you lived in a colony that had been forced to be part of one of the major 4 clans, The Jeon Clan.

The Jeon clan was strong, the Jeon clan was powerful, the Jeon clan was feared, the Jeon clan was blinded by its greed, the Jeon clan stood above everyone and if you refused their ways, then you refused living.

That's how your small clan ended up under their command.

It was common to hear stories as an infant about how the Jeon clan conquered. They always portrayed the glorious stories of how leader -Jeon the 1st- had tirelessly battled large creatures and evil men to save small clans from their miserable lives, however in each capsule each family shared the story with their offspring as they remembered it best.

Meaning some stories were wonderful, while others were resentful memories and stories of how their clans had been forced to change their ways or how they had lost loved ones to the Jeon reign.

You were only 7 when it all happened.

You remember it so clearly, it felt like you were reliving it each time.

You stood in the middle of the large hangar, eyes searching left and right for your father.

Men and women ran all around, either towards shelter or towards the battle zone.

A military truck's engine roared in the background, yet you couldn't figure out which of the twenty something trucks near you had been brought to life.

You frantically ran in the opposite direction. You needed to find him, you needed to convince him not to go.

Running as fast as your short legs could take you, you tightly held on to the glass recorder in your hand.

Tears started prickling your eyes the longer it went without you being able to find him.

Two NSTV vehicles sped past you, swiftly followed by a caravan of men on choppers, armed to the teeth.

Luckily none of them seemed to be your father.

You were getting desperate.

All he had done was left a note on your bed with his glass recorder.

"My beautiful cyberflower, I love you so much. And because I love you, I must defend you. Papa might not be back for a while, but he will make sure that if he doesn't come back at all, it is because he was able to create a better place for you to live in."

He promised he would never go, that he would stay no matter what.

That he wouldn't do the same thing your mom did.

Leaving you behind was never the solution. You preferred having them both and figuring everything else out later than having none of them and still being lost.

Why was it so easy for them to leave you behind…?

You didn't notice you had dropped to your knees, you didn't notice the tears that cascaded from your face and you certainly didn't notice how your mourning wail had halted all activities under the hangar.

All frozen in place, no one in the building could figure out why. How could the desperate cry of a child send shivers down their spine? How could it express without mistake, their inner thoughts and feelings.

They felt the grief and pain of having to put their lives on the line to give their loved ones a better future.

A future that should have been granted to them, but the Jeons thought differently.

Yet, your clearest memory from that day was the tight embrace that pulled you out of your dazed state.

The embrace that told you that even if everything didn't turn out as you wanted, he would be there to walk you through it.

He would be there with that bright smile of his that cleared away all of your cloudy days.

A rundown metallic shed stood at a distance, it was probably used in the past by troops as a hideout, yet for several solars it had been a place you used for solace.

The location gave you a quiet place to think, a quiet place to run away to when everything got too hectic at the colony, a place to yell out of frustration. It was your place -even if it was on enemy's territory.

However, today said shed felt smaller, its tall walls choking you, suppressing your lungs, no calm remained in it as the words that dropped from your lover’s mouth bounced from wall to wall. The echo made you feel like the words were mocking you by constantly repeating what he said.

"I must go, and you must stay.”

You knew you had heard word of people in the colony joining forces with others near you, to topple the Jeon clan.

Nonetheless, you figured it was just tittle-tattle.

Yet here you are standing in the middle of the building, right in front of your lover, who is spewing the same nonsense your father did so many solara ago.

"Is this a joke? 'Cause I'm not laughing..."

You saw his hands clenched into fists in annoyance, he tried holding in his feelings, yet the frustrated sigh that left his lips sold him out quickly.

Deep down he knew you wouldn’t take the news lightly, that you would want to accompany him on this journey as well or avoid the whole thing in general. But if he let you, if you came along, his departure would have no meaning. He was leaving for you. He thought you would be more rational.That the conversation would last less than a fraction of a solar, but he stood corrected.

"I can't stay here on my own. You can’t leave me just like that." You were distraught. Your eyes searched for his, yet his gaze remained on the door you had used moments ago to enter the shed.

You needed to bring his mind back to you, to the present where you both still remained, you needed to keep him away from thoughts of the unknown future and the doom that could be.

Why was he trying to be person number three on your mourning list?

Your eyes remained on his, yet your fingers occupied themselves trying to find his glove-covered ones, the action making him look down at your entwined fingers.

His eyes seemed to soften at your actions and that alone helped you breathe easier. Deep down you knew that you had to stay back and wait for him, it would be the safest place for you, the colony was your home, but the news he dropped on you like a bucket of cold water had your common senses frozen.Why would he want to leave you so suddenly?

Maybe he no longer wanted this, maybe you were too much, maybe that promise he made solars ago about walking the path with you was too heavy and too much of a burden...

"You must stay, for me,” He said, “and for them." His eyes dropped to your stomach, his free hand caressing the bump that had started forming not long ago.

"Hoseok...please..." You had to try at least one more time. If he still was that warrior at heart that you had once met, then he was certain to leave even with you crying rivers.

"I must go, my love. I have to be a part of this fight that will give our family the freedom that they deserve. The freedom that WE deserve." His eyes glossed over, yet not one tear abandoned his eye. He was sure of his decision and nothing could stop him now.

"You don't have to... A lot of men are already there."

"And I am sure they also have families and other reasons to be there. I will lend them a hand and they shall lend me one. We will fight for a better life and world, a better place to raise our offspring, a better place to grow old." At this point in conversation, his eyes are boring into yours, yet there is no anger towards you. Only love, strong, heated, unwavering, caring and passionate love. There was certainly no way for you to fight against that.

For a split second, his eyes left yours, and you followed the movements of his left hand. Carefully, he pushed his hand into his pocket, retrieving a device that you were very familiar with.

His glass recorder.

"I- I can’t."

"It's the only way for you to know my status... and if it ever comes to worse, you'll know not to wait for me any longer." He said as he placed it in your hand.

"Please stop talking like you are a dead man already!"

"Y/n-" You interrupted him mid-sentence. You were blabbing now. All your thoughts and fears spilling out at once.

"No! I don’t want to hear it! I don’t want you to go! I want you here with me, with our babies. If you tell the Chief he will let you stay. We are expecting! I can’t lose you; you are walking to your grav-"

"Y/N!" His sudden yell made you flinch, but nonetheless, you looked him in the eyes, only to find them filled with tears. Filled with fear but determination as well.

He was always like this, a young man with a mission. Fire in his eyes, determined to make this world a better place, even if it scared him to the core. He always said...

"There is no better way to deal with fear than to walk right over it..." Those stupid words he repeated everyday since you were 7. "This is me walking all over it. This is me putting you -putting them over my fear of what may be."

"I love you."

"And I love you, my beautiful cyberflower." His hand grabbed yours, slowly bringing each one of them to his face and kissing your knuckles and palms softly.

"I'll always return to you."

And so, you watched him ride his chopper towards the horizon.

His silhouette quickly disappeared in the darkness of the night.

Even though the light of the moon shone brightly, it felt dark around you, as if your clouds had returned with the sole departure of his bright smile.

Your hand squeezed the device he left behind, your grip getting stronger the further he drove and now you really wondered, "How is it so easy for everyone to leave me behind?"

150 solars and 149 lunars went by, yet nothing had changed.

Since the day Hoseok had left, your days consisted of nothing but worrying, eating, and visiting the shed.

An old steel bench was set outside of the old metallic building and just like any other day you'd visited, you sat on the edge of it, contemplating life and hoping today was the day Hoseok would return to you as he had promised.

As time flew by, you added this day to the list of other ones where your lover didn't return and although you tried to remain as positive as possible, you couldn't stop thinking about why life was so cruel? Why did any of you have to live through this? It certainly wasn't fair. No one deserved to be forced to choose death if they didn't choose what someone else wanted.

Since your great-grandparents' days, the future was supposed to be glorious, beautiful, and bright. Technology was supposed to make everything better. But somehow it all turned to worse.

Pride, arrogance, and selfishness had created the horrible world that you now lived in.

People lost their lives as an exchange for a promise they never received.

They fought battles to free people who were slaves to their own fears and now this was the consequence of all that was done. What a sad life to live. What a horrible life to live.

You rubbed your stomach feeling your bump as it continued to grow. Time doesn’t stop for anyone, is what they say and your clear example is how close you are to being due.

The walk back to your clan’s colony was an easy 10-minute walk that could turn mortal if taken while distracted, hence you carried a machete in your boot.

Once you set foot on your colony's official territory, you swiftly made your way to your family home capsule, ready to wash off the sorrow and go to bed as you would wait for the next solar to come.

Sadly for you, that hope disappeared the second you made eye contact with someone you didn't wish to see at the moment.

His eyes caught yours and you saw a mix of emotions: sorrow, understanding, relief and worry, all conveyed to you in a single glance.

You knew what was to come, it was always the same dialogue, but you didn't want to do this today.

Today you felt drowned, disappointed, you could feel that dark cloud that loomed over your head enlarging day by day.

"You know it’s not s—”

“Save it, Namjoon. I’m not a chil—"

“—But you are a carrying woman, who is walking carelessly to a place where no one can or will follow you.”

“I am not carele—"

“Y/N, shut up for once and put this through your thick skull!! Hendra is enemy territory!!”

And with that he left to his own family capsule, stomping all the way to the door and slamming it closed.

For the first time, you felt different and maybe it had something to do with the fact that Namjoon and your argument didn't end in the usual monotonous sermon he always gave you, where he remained calm all the way and you rolled your eyes in annoyance.

The funny part about the entire thing was that you were cousins, and your family capsules were right beside each other, so you were sure you'd have to see his sour expression the following day.

Finally in your own capsule - the one you used to share with Hoseok, you took that shower that you daydreamed about and headed to your room.

Just like every night, you muted your room to the outside world, opting to listen to the broadcast of your beloved’s heartbeat.

It was the only thing that helped you sleep at night and somehow you felt as if it pacified the two progenies in you.

You didn't know when or how it happened, but eventually 365 solars had gone by.

365 solars since the day of his departure and you weren't getting any better at being without him.

You were now a mother of two. A dawn and a dusk. One born in the early morning and one almost 12 hours later.

So, you gave them names that matched their arrivals to this world, Dawn and Dusk.

All times prior to that day, you felt that once they arrived, there would be this large turning point in your life. That once you had someone who depended on you, your days would start to shift into something brighter, yet somehow, even after the arrival of your children, you felt almost no difference, bordering on saying that you might even felt worse.

Their faces were the perfect mix of your deoxyribonucleic acid and his. Two different beings creating harmony in the body of two newer ones.

Their father had left to give them a better future but, in the process, he had left a broken family behind. It felt incomplete and hollow and somehow you envied the blissful ignorance that your infants currently lived in. Not able to understand the sorrowful life that currently surrounded them.

Another 365 solars went by.

You still listened to Hoseok’s heartbeats every night. The glass recorder remaining as your sole companion in addition to your —now— toddlers.

The night remained quiet. You could barely hear the murmur of voices from the capsule near yours. If you were right, you were sure it was Namjoon and his wife, discussing the plan for retrieving meals for the clan the following morning.

You shifted on the foam mattress that only reminded you more of him. A very faint and almost gone notion of his scent wafting up from what used to be his pillow.

From afar you watched the two small bodies –lying on the second mattress in your room— inhale and exhale deep in their slumber.

They had —just like you— fallen asleep to the beat of the heart of a stranger you placed in front of them and made them call him father.

You loved them, every bit of them. Would do anything for them not to suffer, and maybe just then, in that moment, you understood a bit of Hoseok’s reasoning.

You toss and turn all of a sudden jerking awake from your slumber. You could not recall when you had fallen asleep, so your mind remained disoriented for a short minute, trying to grasp your surroundings. Your heavy eyes roamed around the room, picking up on every detail, the babies were still asleep, the clock read 3AM and the glass recorder wasn’t beating…

THE GLASS RECORDER WASN’T BEATING!

Violently, you pulled the sheets off your body, grabbing the device as soon as your hands were close enough to grab it.

“Why are you not beating? Why are you not broadcasting? What the fu—”

And it hit you like a train… but you didn’t believe it, you couldn’t believe it.

You shook it and twisted the knob and switched it to hologram mode, but it wasn’t working and you didn’t know what to do, your hands were shaking, your thoughts were jumbled…

“This can’t be happening.”

And when a fake solar illuminated your mind, you quickly turned around to plug it in to your old computer, however, the universe had other plans for you and without announcement the device cracked.

You watched it crack little by little, extending all around the recorder, slowly marking the beautiful device with horrible lines that marked its ending, it didn't stop until it was no longer graspable and all that was left behind was crystal dust in your cupped hands.

You didn’t hear when Namjoon and his wife entered your room or when your kids were taken out of there. Your sobs alerting 3 capsules nearby of the sorrowful occurrence of the night.

It was the worst type of Deja Vu, because just like your mother and father, you’d never see him again…

“Hoseok…”

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